Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Haunting Nightmares ❯ Chapter 3

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Hey everyone, sorry I haven't posted anything in a long time but I lost the disk I had this story on then my computer wouldn't let me online so I could copy what I had posted already and make a new disk. Then I found a new disk copied it…ready for this?? I lost that disk too!!! Im having a hard time keeping track of my disks as you can see so please, (gets on her hands and knees) Don't be mad at me…

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ but I will some day damn it!

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CHAPTER 3!!

"Well you need to hear it from someone!" Vegeta growled as he landed on the balcony next to her.

"Well if I need to hear it from someone I'd rather it not be you!" Bulma cried, she was getting upset and she didn't want to break down in front of his royal pain in the ass. "So I'll ask someone else about it later. GOT IT?! NOW GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" With that she turned and ran into her room, slamming the door behind her, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.

"What did I do?" A very confused Vegeta stood there staring at the door the onna had just passed threw. Shrugging, he turned away and flew back to the GR.

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Bulma sighed and plopped down on the couch, getting ready to watch her favorite TV show, while you were out. (A.N. I know she probably wouldn't watch something like that but hey, I love it so…) Just as she was getting ready to turn on the TV in comes Vegeta, groaning inwardly she turned to face him. "What do you want now?"

Vegeta took a step back, he hadn't even said a word to her and she was already at his throat, two could play at this game. "I came in to find that my food isn't ready so get to it onna. NOW!" With that he spun on his heels and walked into the kitchen waiting for his food.

Sighing Bulma stood up, not even knowing why she let him push her buttons. Knowing my luck he does it because he knows that I cant do anything about it…if I want to live that is… Of course she'd never let him know that she knew. It would be just my luck he found out, he'd be bossing me around all the time. What like he does now? Shut up he does not. Yes he does and you let him too. I do not! Do too and you know it. Okay maybe alittle, but not that much. Right. "Go away!"

"Talking to yourself again I see." Bulma gasped and looked up to see a smirking Vegeta, his arms crossed around his chest. (A.N. I love that look… The whole I'm sexy and I know it stance) "Isn't that a bad thing? Or is it that you've finally cracked and lost it." He stops to pretend to be thinking. "But then again to had to have it to begin with didn't you?"

You could almost see the steam come out of Bulma's ears. "What. Did. You. Just. Say?" Her hands balled into fists and her face turned three shaded of red. (A.N. * Ducks out of the way * SHE'S GONNA BLOW)

Vegeta chuckled, he loved it when she got mad, it always made her eyes light up with a blue flame that always seemed to captivate him, not that he ever tell her that. Feh that's just what I need. His thoughts were interrupted when a loud slapping sound followed by a slight stinging in his cheeks appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" Vegeta glared at Bulma, murder written on both of their faces.

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT THAT WAS FOR." She screamed, and it took all Vegeta had not to cringe, damn saiyan hearing! "THAT WAS FOR SAYING THAT I WAS INSANE!" As soon as she got that out she realized what she had just done. Oh no… I hit Vegeta… He's gonna kill me. But she didn't let her fear show, she stood tall and waited for him to respond.

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Sorry about this but I kinda hafta go eat… (Her stomach growls at the mention of food) Hehe… I guess I'm a bit like a Saiyan myself… Anyway I promise to update more often… I'm aiming for once a week… please R&R!!! thanks…