Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love cannot be chosen or be broken ❯ I know something ( Chapter 5 )

 

 

 

Hi You guys im giving another update, I've noticed that hardly anyone is updating anymore and its really annoying me. I love writing but I love reading also and I need so fiction damn ir, U lazy asses get you rear in gear and update damn it.

 

And im sorry but I can't answer any more reviews due to ff.net, review policy man they suck. I'm already breaking a rule by writing some ahem…explicit sexual content Lmao! But hopefully nobody is assardelic to report me.

 

Lol assardelic is my new word basically means you're an ass my looks more posh :P

 

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I know something…

 

Vegeto rolled his eyes as he saw another woman wink at him. He wasn't a stranger to women's attention, when he was Goku many women frolicked to him but were immediately scared off by chichi. He snickered to himself, remembering the amount of profanities that came out of her mouth; it could put any sailor to shame.

 

“Sir are you sure, you don't need any assistance,” the sales woman purred into his ear, making sure to stroke his arm.

 

“I've answered you about 5 times, and I'm sure it hasn't changed in the last two minutes” Vegeto growled flicking the woman's hand off his arm.

 

He tried to sense Chichi energy, it was still in the shop and quite close by. She had left to find him another size T-shirt since, the one she had originally was too small. He remembered the way her face blushed, seeing his muscles bulge out of the shirt. He knew his muscles weren't bulky, but they were still larger then the average human.

 

Chichi just muttered something about being too small and stumbled away shaking her head. He was pleased with her reaction but she wasn't the only one who took a liking to his toned biceps.

 

“I could make it worth you while” the woman mumbled in his ear, trailing her fingers down to his crotch. Vegeto grabbed her wrist holding it snarling.

 

“If you even think of doing that, ill make sure to break every one of your fingers” he whispered in a deadly tone. The woman shook her head fear on her features. The tone in Vegeto's voice left her speechless and scared.

 

Vegeto dropped her wrist and saw her scramble away from him.

 

“What did you do to that poor woman,” Chichi said, frowning at Vegeto who wore a defiant smirk.

 

“Nothing, she had to tend to someone else” Vegeto said, giving Chichi an innocent look.

 

Chichi just rolled her eyes and gave him a couple of shirts, “Here try these on,” she said placing them in his hand.

 

Vegeto nodded, taking the pile and walking into the changing room. Chichi just stared at his back, her eyes dropping to his firm rump. She mentally slapped herself and turned away from the handsome saiyan. She would just disgrace herself if she slept with him. She knew what Vegeta was like; if she were to give herself freely he would use and discard her like trash. And she was nobody's trash; she sat down on the chair waiting. Vegeto then came out in a black dress shirt, looking bored.

 

 

“How does this look?”

 

Chichi did a double take; she had to find her words quickly before she started stuttering rubbish.

 

“It…it looks good,” she mumbled noticing that part of the buttoned down shirt exposed some of his firm chest. She clucked her tongue in annoyance seeing the corners of the collar flicked at an angle.

 

Before any rational thought kicked in, she went to Vegeto and began straightening out his collar. Vegeto held his breath as he felt her fingers brush his skin teasing his neck as she fiddled with the collar. He stifled back a soft moan; she couldn't keep doing this to him. She was so close yet so far, how he wished to just delve his hands into hair, part of the locks that escaped her bun caressed his skin. Her scent driving him wild, he could just easily pick her and take her in the changing room. But as soon as he thought of the idea it was over.

 

Chichi stood back and admiring her handiwork. “Just great, now get out of that and try on that tank top”

 

Vegeto nodded mutedly again, next time he would make sure to fix his own collar.

 

Chichi purchased the clothes, while Vegeto leaned near a wall. That was another thing she had noticed a classic Vegeta trait, except Vegeto didn't lean glaring at everything in contempt. He either closed his eyes, or just looked at her. She shivered as she felt the stare on her back, she didn't know what she was shivering at was it fear? Nope it was something else. Something she should be fighting instead of welcoming.

 

She grabbed the bags, and cocked her head to the side signalling for Vegeto that she was done. Vegeto moved from the wall and held his hands out for the bags.

 

“You don't have to” chichi said holding them and walking out of the shop.

 

Vegeto moved his head to the side and smiled mockingly, “Isn't the man always meant to carry the bags”

 

Chichi smiled, “Yes, but I know how you would hate to carry the bags”

 

Vegeto just took them out of her hands, making sure to brush his fingers across her own. Chichi mouth went dry, his hands were soft but she didn't get the chance to feel the texture since he removed them too quickly.

 

“It's no problem,” he said in a husky tone, causing chichi to feel those shivers again. How was she going to fight her attraction for him, when he kept tempting her with his voice.

 

Vegeto noticed the change in Chichi scent; he couldn't hide the smirk that graced his face. She was very attracted to him, he thanked the stars for his sensitive nose or else he would have doubted her interest in him.

 

“Where next” He said happily grinning at her.

 

Chichi raised an eyebrow at his sudden perkiness but dismissed it and pointed to a near shoe store.

 

Vegeto would have groaned in annoyance but this secret revelation of hers, couldn't dampen his sprits. Chichi began to walk up and noticed Vegeto's current clothes the one's that he used to defeat Majin Buu. It would be a shame to lose them.

 

“Vegeto,” she asked shyly. Vegeto looked at her to signal he was listening.

 

“I want you to give me that suit tomorrow, so I can make extras”

 

Vegeto smiled warmly at her, “That's very kind of you”

 

Chichi blushed and looked away, “It's nothing I used to make clothes for Goku all the time”

 

“But you don't have to and you still do,” Vegeto said, still smiling at her. That was one reason he wanted Chichi, her kindness to others. Many compared her to a raving banshee but they never saw the caring woman. The woman that would cook him food, made sure to run his bath when he came home. Looked after his sons when he wasn't around, still loved him excessively to this very day. He wouldn't disappoint her, she has his love as Goku and now she has his love as Vegeto.

 

“Hi chichi” Chichi stopped and looked around for the voice that called her, she came face to face with Bulma.

 

Vegeto growled as he saw Bulma, she was wearing a boob tube and hot pants. That was one thing he hated, when she would let everybody see what she had to offer. When he was Vegeta he believed it was something he was only privileged to see.

 

“Hi Bulma” Chichi said, she didn't hold any anger to the woman. She could see Vegeto snarling at her, she gave him a pleading look.

 

“Vegeto, so good to see you” Bulma said stiffly, “I see you two shacked up pretty nice”

 

“Just mind your own business” Vegeto growled, he saw Yamcha walk up to Bulma and hold her from behind.

 

“Hey baby, who you talking to?” Yamcha whispered, while he nibbled on Bulma's ear (A/N: I felt really disgusting writing that)

 

“Just these two sweetheart, I think Vegeto is fucking Chichi every night and in return she is letting him stay” She laughed kissing Yamcha on the lips.

 

Vegeto sneered at Bulma, and looked to Chichi who wore a sickened expression. He was about to give her some choice words but Chichi beat him to the punch.

 

“How dare you!” Chichi screamed, interrupting Yamcha and Bulma's make out session.

 

“I don't have to explain myself to you, I let Vegeto stay for my own reasons” She snarled causing Bulma to give her a dirty look.

 

“You Bulma briefs are a cheap slut! You have already given yourself to Yamcha without giving thought to Vegeto. You disgust me,” Chichi yelled turning her back.

 

“You can't accuse me of anything, bitch I love Yamcha it's just as well this happened” Bulma smirked, loving the expressions on both of Vegeto and Chichi's faces.

 

“I bet you wanted it, wanted to steal my husband since yours stopped loving you” Bulma snarled.

 

Chichi body heaved up and down from rage. She felt like killing Bulma at this second, what she was saying was just so untrue.

 

Vegeto dropped his bags and walked u to Bulma and Yamcha. He grabbed Bulma by her chin and forced her to look at him. Yamcha backed away looking at Vegeto in fear, he knew what this saiyan was capable of.

 

“You better get out of here before I crush your face” Vegeto said lowly, making sure to squeeze her face harder to emphasise his point.

 

At this moment, they had gathered up nice crowd yelling at Vegeto and snapping pictures. Chichi looked at them and covered her face.

 

“I'll have you arrested you barstard” Bulma stressed, trying to talk but failing since Vegeto was crushing her face.

 

Vegeto snarled and pushed her forcibly back causing her to collide with Yamcha and fall. “Don't fuck with me Bulma, You know what I can do” Vegeto growled, walked up to chichi and grabbed her hand.

 

“We are leaving,” He said leaving no more room for answers. Chichi just nodded dumbly allowing him to drag her away.

Chichi was folding away Vegeto's new clothes into the closet. She didn't get as much clothes for him as she would have liked to, but it was enough so she wasn't too sour. She just sighed as she folded away the last of the trousers and sat down on Vegeto's bed. She wasn't going to let Bulma bother her, she was just angry at losing her husband and she could understand Bulma's rage. But she couldn't allow Bulma to get away with insulting her like she was a common whore.

 

She was about to walk to her own room but she felt fatigue knocking on her door. She looked at the time and it said 8.30pm, she had done the boys meal and she knew Vegeto always did some training after. A little nap wouldn't hurt; she would wake by 9.00pm or so She allowed sleep to overcome her.

 

 

Vegeto tucked in Goten for the night; he was pleased that they had made a head way on their training. “You're strong little one” he muttered as he dropped a quick kiss on his forehead and walked out the door. He did a quick check up on ki levels noticing everyone was sleeping; he smiled and walked to his room not checking where the levels were. He walked in and closed the door silently not checking his bed he began stripping down to his boxers placing his clothes on a chair neatly. He stretched out his bones and walked to his bed intent on dreaming of Chichi. He pulled back the covers and looked in surprise when he saw the real Chichi softly snoring on his bed.

 

She sighed softly and snuggled more into the covers. Vegeto didn't know what to do, he could easily sleep on the couch downstairs. But the opportunity of having her soft body curved into his own as he held her into the night was too great to pass up.

 

Vegeto got in on the other side, and held her body from behind. He sniffed her hair and stroked that strands softly undoing her bun so the black locks tumbled out. He couldn't believe she fell asleep in his bed; Dende must be on his side. He kissed her neck softly; he froze as he felt her shift. But she moved so that she could be closer to him, she sighed softly and muttered.

 

“Vegeto”

 

His eyes widened, she had actually said his name. He held her close tightening his hold on her waist. He was not going to sleep he was going to relish being with her this night.

 

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