Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Haunting Nightmares ❯ Chapter 5

Hey everyone, sorry again for not being able to update… I once again lost the disk this story was on… I've also been having a lot of problems lately… It's summer now so I hope to be able to update more often now… Anyway, on with the chapter.

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Bulma slumped to the floor her hands gently rubbing her arms, bruises the shape of Vegeta's hands forming on them. "That cold hearted…" Shaking her head she stood up and made her way to her room. Stripping she got into the shower, examining her arms as she did so. At least he didn't break them. A small voice in the back of her head said. Well he didn't have to react the way he did. She argued with the voice. He could have killed you; you know he reacted just as you would if you had been hit. The voice taunted her. If I had enough strength I probably would have. Wait I cant be agreeing with you! Go away! Sighing she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body.

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Wiping away the fog on the mirror, she looked at herself, her pale blue eyes that usually held such life had gone cold, she looked tired as well, her normally tanned face had begun to lose its color. I need to get away, she thought, still looking at herself.

Shaking her head, and wrapping a towel in her hair she stepped out of the shower, but she was too lost in thought to realize that she had run into a certain Saiyan Prince. Shocked, she looked up to see him glaring down at her…towel? Anger flashed in her eyes, sparking a blue flame. Glaring right back at him, even though his eyes had seemed to drift away from her face, if they had been there at all, and were now looking her over. "What do you want monkey boy? It's not as though you haven't seen a woman in a towel before, now move so I can go get dressed."

Vegeta, having been lost in thought as well, was shocked to hear her say such things to him. How dare she, maybe I should teach her a little lesson. Just as he was about to open his mouth the phone rang and Bulma ran past him to answer it. He could hear the baka onna yelling at someone, he figured it was that loser Yamucha. He probably wants the onna to take him back.

" I'M NOT GETTING BACK TOGETHER WITH A CHEATING ASS-HOLE LIKE YOU AND THAT'S FINAL!" Bulma screamed over the phone. She didn't want Yamucha back, not when she had something else within her grasp, something even better. The only problem with that was that she wasn't aware that said person was only a few feet away from her.

Vegeta sighed and walked into the bathroom, he needed a cold shower and he needed one now. Not only were his muscles sore from the beating he had given them, but another part of him was also a little worked up, and it was all the her fault. Walking in front of me in nothing but a towel. Well I'll show her, she's not the only one that can tease. With that he started to wash himself, making sure that he was aware of where the onna was a all times.

Shaking her head Bulma gently placed the phone back on the hook and walked into her room. Once there she opened her closet and walked in. It was rather hot out so she went with a baby blue halter-top and black short shorts. Setting them on the bed, she went to another closet, this one a little bigger then the first, it held all her shoes. Wanting to keep it simple, she went with a pair of black flip-flops, tossing them on the bed as well.

Once she was done getting dressed she walked out of her room, Vegeta was just walking by in nothing but a rather small towel (A.N. * drools * BTW he planned this) and she stopped dead in her tracks to just stare at him. His well toned chest still wet from the shower he had just taken, she eyes glued to the spot where one drop had started to slide down his chest to his stomach, and then lower, down past his towel. She licked her lips as she followed the drops trail, her eyes then going back up to see Vegeta smirking.

"Like what you saw?" His voice was a low sensual growl, one that sent shivers down her spine, but she quickly regained her composure and glared at him.

"And why would I?" Her eyes once again sparking a blue flame. "Why would I want to look at someone as ugly as you?" (A.N. * gets smacked off the head by her friend * I'M SORRY BUT I HAD TO!!!)

Vegeta just smirked, he could smell the change in her scent, she liked what she saw all right. "I think you're lying." He stated calmly. "Actually, I know you're lying." With that he turned and walked into his room, leaving a very confused Bulma behind.

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