Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ For Crying Out Loud! ❯ Damn Him ( Chapter 4 )

**A/N: Today in the life of the author, we bring you a much needed rant... THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! You guys are so incredibly cool *big smile* I've never gotten reviews like this! *basks in the glow* Talk about feeling loved! *hugs everyone*

Pauliesmom: I'm so happy that I managed to turn you to the dark side *smirk* Also, I had no idea that I stumbled upon a similarity to an actual episode! I don't have TV at my apartment, so I miss a lot of the show *cries*

Anyway, enough ranting! ^_^ please enjoy your next dose of a poor attempt at humor.

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I trudged through CC's front door, my arms weighed down in shopping bags. Thankfully, I had found a shop that sold the appropriate clothing. Bulma of course hated everything I had picked out. But I wasn't asking her opinion. Taking the stairs one at a time, I kept me ears open for any signs that Vegeta was near. I knew that the second he found out I was back, he'd end up hounding me about the Gravity Machine. To be quite honest, I lacked the energy for coherent thought, let alone the much needed power to work on a piece of mechanical equipment I knew nothing about. Chances were, I'd end up frying something. Even though Bulma had told me that she would talk me through it, I still had my doubts.

I reached the top and turned the corner, only to hit that damn brick wall again, causing me to fall, ass over tea kettle. All my boxes and bags followed suit, half of them covering my body and face. Good. He couldn't see the rage in my eyes that way. I lay still for a while, trying to keep the humiliation to a minimum.

"Not going to help me up I see." I said, my arms lifting slightly in a gesture that showed hopelessness.

"Why isn't my gravity room fixed yet."

"Because your an asshole?" I was still laying under my purchases, trying to hold back the snickers that were forming in my tummy. Even Bulma started to laugh.

"Woman-"

"And you lack gentlemanly refinement, which would have been very nice considering I'm buried under a pile of clothing. Not to mention those new dents in my car door. Oh and-"

"I get the point! You told me that if I could handle driving with you, you would fix the gravity room. Well, I'm still alive. Pay up."

"I'm tired. I'll fix it tomorrow."

"WHAT!?"

I finally sat up, boxes and bags sliding off me and shot him an angry glare.

"I said I'm tired. What part don't you understand?" I spoke very slowly, knowing full well the fury that flashed through his eyes. And people said that he was unreadable. Ha!

"Get downstairs right now and fix it."

"Make me." I stuck my tongue out. Childish I know. I should have expected him to comply with my retort. Without a word Vegeta grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I knew fighting him was useless, so I propped my elbow against his back, chin in hand. We passed the kitchen and I waved to Bulma's mom while rolling my eyes, her laughter following us out the door.

When we reached the Gravity Room, Vegeta opened the door and dropped me back down on my ass with a thump. I started to yell at him, but he simply turned and walked out. Growling, I stood and took a quick look around. It was a simple enough structure, domed roof, tiled floor, bots lining the walls.

"Ok Bulma, where do we start?"

"There's a control box on the right."

I walked over to what she had called a control box, but what looked like hell. The structure itself was sound, but the control panel had been ripped off, most of the wires with it. I picked up the panel, red, yellow and blue wires dangling off of it.

"Great. Looks like Vegeta really did a number on this."

"Of course. Every time he breaks this fucking thing, it's at least ten times worse than before! I swear that man has no control over his temper. If I had my say, I'd-"

"Bulma, spare me. How do we fix it?"

"My tool kit is in the garage."

I tossed the control panel behind me, and exited the GR. I had only made it a few steps when I felt a strong tug at the straps of my bibs. I turned my head to see Vegeta holding on to them, an annoyed look on his face.

"Where do you think your going woman?"

"Duh, to the garage. I need tools to fix this you know." I rolled my eyes, causing him to pull harder on the straps, sending me into him, my back pressing against his front. Damn but he felt good. His hand rested on my hip in the most seductive way, sending a shiver up my spine that I tried my hardest to beat down. I was supposed to be seducing HIM, not the other way around!

He leaned down to my ear, his breath hot against the skin. I could hear him licking his lips, and his fingers tightened slightly.

"Hurry up."

With that, he pushed me away, and I nearly fell again. Not bothering to turn and argue with him, I started for the garage, my fists clenched in anger. Damn him! Damn him! Damn him!

"See? I told you he was a jerk!"

"I know that. But damn..."

"What? Don't tell me you're ATTRACTED to him!?"

"Well of course. You have to be if you're going to have sex with someone."

"EEEEEEEEEEW!"

"Oh don't give me that. You have to admit, deep down somewhere, you think he's fine as all hell."

"Who's fine as all hell?"

Once again, ass over tea kettle. I looked up into dark, smiling eyes.

"Hey Goku."

Goku reached down and helped me up, straightening my hair in a friendly manner.

"So, who's hot as all hell?"

"Um... no one."

His eye brow arched, an amused grin on his face, telling me that he didn't believe me. I smirked back at him.

"I'll tell you another time. What's up?"

"I came by to see if Vegeta wanted to spar."

"Most likely. He's out back." I said, jerking my thumb over my shoulder.

"Thanks Bulma. Oh, by the way, Yamcha wants you to call him." he said as he jogged past me. Shoot. I forgot about Yamcha. He and Bulma were still technically dating. Darn it! Oh well, it'll be fun to break the poor guy's heart.

"Noooo! You can't break up with Yamcha!"

"Too bad honey. It has to be done."

"NOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

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**A/N: Another chapter under the belt... I know, this one isn't any good compared to the others... but hey, at least we know that there will be some wonderful Yamcha bashing in the near future ^_^ please review again... my ego can always use a good boost... toodles!