Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Haunted Past ❯ Saiyans and Shopping ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4- Saiyans and Shopping

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The day had progressed quickly. Vegeta had taken her, hesitantly, to the pet store to buy supplies for Baka.

He pulled the car into a space and looked over at the puppy that had fallen asleep in Athena's lap. "Onna, the name fits that mongrel…he is stupid."

"Vegeta, you're just jealous." Her hand rapidly covered her mouth. `Why did I just say that?!' She gazed out of the window for a moment before getting out with Baka and walking towards the store. Had she looked at Vegeta, she would've noticed that his normally cold eyes had softened.

He slowly opened his door. `What is going on with me? If Bulma had said something like that, I would've been pissed. What is this onna making me become?' He locked the car and ran to catch up with Athena.

They walked into the store side by side. Vegeta grabbed a basket to hold their purchases. Athena put Baka inside of it, smirked at Vegeta, and started walking ahead of him. He growled softly at the puppy and followed her towards the dog supplies. "Onna, let's make this quick, I have training to do."

She turned around and stared into his obsidian with her own emerald ones. "I know, I'm joining you this afternoon, remember? Gods Veggie, I'm 19, not 40. I have a good memory." She smirked at him slightly, knowing he caught her insult.

He snarled and glared at her. "Don't call me Veggie! You know, I may be older than you, but I can still whip your ass Athena!" He silently cursed himself. `Why did I use her given name? She'll probably think she's my equal now.'

She shrugged, unfazed by his little temper tantrum. She picked up a few toys: a squeaky hedgehog, a squeaky peacock and a tug. (A/N: For those who don't know, a tug is a large bundle of twisted and knotted yarn that dogs play with.) Athena looked at Vegeta as she walked over to the collars, silently asking him to choose a color.

Grumbling, Vegeta reached out and grabbed a flame red snap collar. `Funny, the damnable thing matches her hair.' He tossed it into the cart along with a leash. "I suppose you'll want to feed the damn dog as well onna." He didn't wait for her answer before picking up the most expensive puppy chow and three bags of treats and rawhide. `The dog may be annoying, but he makes the onna smile, and her smile is - what the hell is wrong with me?!'

Athena watched him in shock. `He's being so…helpful.' Clearing her throat gently, she thanked him and walked towards another section to look around. As she walked towards a cage full of guinea pigs, a man with a scar on the side of his face stepped in front of her. "Hi Sweet-cheeks. What's a beautiful girl like you doing here?"

Vegeta heard Yamcha's grating voice and struggled to suppress his ki. As he stormed up to the two so he could beat the pathetic human to a bloody pulp, he stopped to behold the sight unfolding in front of him. There stood Athena, grasping Yamcha by the front of his shirt with her left hand. Chuckling to himself, Vegeta watched as she yanked Yamcha down to her level and sneered. He strained to hear her speak.

Her eyes flashed with rage as she forced his face to hers. "Listen to me you human piece of slime, your average girl may fall for your moronic pick-up lines, but not this one. I am the last remaining full-blooded female Saiyan and I will not waste my precious time with you." She stopped speaking for a moment as he shivered. Lowering her voice dangerously, she continued. "If you value your life…get out of my sight." She released his shirt and pushed him away slightly. Yamcha yelped in surprise and ran for his life.

Vegeta swallowed, mesmerized by Athena. `That onna…she's-` His thought process was broken by a gently hand resting softly on his shoulder.

"Earth to Vegeta…are you in there somewhere?" He looked up into her emerald eyes and smirked.

"What's wrong onna, don't like Yamcha?"

She glared at him, an evil tinge to her gaze. "I don't like men who think they are the Gods' gift to their species. I may be female, but I'm way too far out of his league." She shook her head and sighed softly. "How do you know him anyway?"

Vegeta shrugged. "To make a long story short, he was a friend of my wife and your brother. They went looking for the dragonballs together when they were kids. He was Bulma's first boyfriend as well."

Athena made a disgusted face. "If it wasn't for her being married to you, I would say that Bulma had terminally bad taste." Her eyes widened as she realized what she had said. Turning completely around, she walked away from Vegeta quickly so he wouldn't notice the crimson blush on her face. Vegeta smirked and followed her towards the checkout line.

Picking up Baka and handing him to Athena, he got an evil gleam in his eyes. "What's wrong onna? Do you like me, do you want to date me?" Her blush beamed about a thousand watts brighter. This caused him to laugh.

She got her emotions under control and glared at him. "Vegeta Ouiji, I wouldn't want to date you if you were the last Saiyan in the universe!"

Smirking, he replied. "Onna, bad news, I am."

Now it was her time to smirk. "I'm afraid not. You may be the last available FULL-BLOODED Saiyan, but you forgot about Trunks." With that, she took Baka and his keys. She walked out to his car in confident strides, leaving a very shocked Saiyan Prince.