Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Make Me Bad ❯ Damn you ( Chapter 2 )

Make Me Bad

A/Nn- Well, so glad that you guys are liking the story thus far. Anyway, sorry for the late up-date. I'm trying my best to finish my other story. But I will work on this story a lot so…yeah.

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Last time on Make Me Bad: "Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, standing up and slamming her hands on the table. "I want to know if you'll teach me to be bad."

Vegeta cocked an eyebrow at her as she took in deep breaths from yelling. Vegeta smirked as he stared at the raged earth woman in front of him. Bulma could not help but breath deeply because she wanted help from him so much and needed to yell at him for him to approve. Vegeta stared his way up to Bulma and sat down on the other side of the table, placing his arms on the surface. He held up a finger to her, making her sit down and stare at him.

"Rule one- never yell at your teacher." Bulma's eyes lit up brightly after Vegeta finished. She jumped across the table and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly and smiled.

"Thank you thank you thank you Vegeta! You're my hero!" She said holding onto him like a doll. Vegeta gasped for air.

"R-rule two- never, hug, anyone, or, say thank you." He said. Bulma let go of him and crawled back onto her side of the table and calmed down a bit.

"Sorry.

"Don't say sorry."

"So- I mean, okay."

"Don't smile." Bulma let her smile go and her eyes fixed like an angry dog. Vegeta chuckled. "But keep your eyes the same, you'll scar off little kids like that." Bulma grew angered and went back to looking bored.

"Vegeta, don't mind me asking, but this is just impolite, this is not bad." Vegeta cocked an eyebrow, then turned his back to her, making her wonder what he was doing.

"Well, then if you don't want me to teach you," Bulma's grew wide with his commenter. She kicked his leg under the table to get in undivided attention.

"Don't leave me here Vegeta, when you already agreed to it you ass." Vegeta smirked with her reaction.

"That's a good start. Now you just have to get it to work on your stupid parents."

"My parent's are not stupid Vegeta." Vegeta sighed again, knowing that this will take longer than he imagined it too.

"A lesson for you, don't stick up for others. It's just a give away that you're pretending. You don't want to pretend do you?" Bulma nodded her head to answer him. "Good. Now, follow me to my room."

"Your ROOM! Why do we have to go there." Vegeta turned to her and stared evilly at her.

"It is a more secluded area then the front yard. Your parents are watching us through the window." He said. Bulma tuned ever so slightly to look at the window from the corner of her eye to see her mother giggling away at the way the two were talking. Bulma blushed lightly as she turned back to see Vegeta standing in front of her. "Now, come one. They won't bother us in my room."

"Why don't we go to the Gravity Chamber?" Vegeta stared at her, then cocked an eyebrow, forgetting that it needed work.

"Because I broke it. You need to fix it by the way." He stated. Bulma growled in frustration and got up from the table.

"Fine Vegeta. We'll go to your room. But you better not lay one hand on me or I'll seriously hurt you." Bulma stated. She started her way to the door and turned to find Vegeta close behind her. He opened the front door and stalked inside, getting Bulma to follow him closely. They got stares from Mrs. Briefs as she stood in the kitchen giggling away at how the twp were spending time together finally. Vegeta ignored her and started his way up the stares as Bulma stopped at the first step and blushed again.

"WOMAN!" Vegeta yelled from the top of the case, grabbing the attention back to Bulma as she stared at him with rosy cheeks. Vegeta sighed as she started her way up the stares, reaching him at the very top. "Now that you've got your, embarrassing thing over and done with, come." He said opening his door and walking in. Bulma was expected to find the room thrashed about with a few holes in the walls and black against the windows to keep any sunlight from coming in. She expected to fin cloths strewn across the floor and some living thing underneath his bed that would attack anything that came close to it besides him. She gulped and started her way in, only to be surprised that it was pretty much neat. Heck it was cleaner than her room was! The floor was spotless, the sun shone through the window, the walls were clean, and even smelled like lemon. She inhaled deeply as she made her way into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. "Lock it." Vegeta said with his back turned towards her. She did as she was told and locked the door, only to be attacked by Vegeta.

"V-Vegeta, what the hell?"

"Never do as you are told I thought I explained that to you." Vegeta yelled at her. Bulma made an attempt to push him off of her, but he was too heavy and would not budge.

"No Vegeta, you kind of left that part out now let me go before you break my bones." She answered. Vegeta grunted and let her free of his grasp. She shrugged off the feeling of him on top of her and rubbed her shoulders as Vegeta made his way to the bed. He sat down and eyed Bulma as she got up and walked around. She took in another breath and sighed from how wonderful it smelled. Her nostrils were tingling with good smell. She turned to Vegeta and sighed. "Why does your room smell so nice Vegeta when you can't seem to smell nice at all?" She asked. Vegeta got up and walked over towards her, making her shake in fear of what he was going to do. He sighed and stood in front of her.

"Because woman, I hate having the fact that a messy room equal's disaster. That's why I keep it so clean so I don't trip over one piece of clothing when I get up in the middle of the night to go take a piss." Vegeta stated. He then walked over to his closet and searched through it trying to find something that was hidden deep inside. Bulma grew curious as she stalked over to him.

"What are you looking for?" She asked. Vegeta stopped and turned slowly to her. He glared at her trying to get her to shut up.

"Do you ever stay quiet? You ask to many questions for me to handle at one time. I'm looking for boots." Bulma cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Boot?"

"Yes boots. But these aren't your ordinary boots." He said, pulling out a pair of white boots and throwing them on the ground. "These are metal Boots. They don't stick to metal, but it feels like they do when you walk in them. It makes it hard for you to move around in them. I want you to wear them." He said. Bulma grew confused with what he was trying to ask her.

"Why do you want me to wear them?"

"So you'll know how hard it is to move why else would I give them to you. But it is also to prove that you can get frustrated at someone for the stupidest reason. You won't be able to move around as fast as you normally do so you'll get frustrated and end up yelling at your parent's for a reason that they can't seem to figure out." Vegeta stated. "I want you to put them on now and see who they fit so that you can start your training." Bulma nodded and grabbed the boots, which seemed to be heavy to carry. She sat on the floor, giving up on carrying them and picked one up and placed her foot inside of it. She picked up the other one and did the same. She stood up and bent her knees like she was bouncing to get a good feel of it. "Well?" He asked placing one hand on his hip. Bulma looked up at him and smirked.

"I like it."

"Okay, now lets go get lunch. Leave those on all day, then give me a report at the end of the day on what happened, then tomorrow we'll start on other lessons." Vegeta stated. He started his way to the door and looked back to see Bulma struggling to walk. She groaned with frustration as she tried to walk, making Vegeta chuckle. He opened the door and walked out while Bulma was struggling to turn around. She finally turned and stared at the open door and growled with hate.

"Damn-it Vegeta." She said, taking her first step foreward trying to keep her balance. About 3 minutes later she made it to the door and grasped the handle, taking deep breaths in and out from all the weight against her feet. "I hate you Vegeta. Hate you so much." She said, taking another step out of the room and into the hallway. She struggled with the balance at first, but then got used to it about 3 minutes into the hallway. She grunted with every step she took forward and sighed with every foot that landed on the ground. She began to get angered at the weight on her feet and she wanted to just take off the boots and throw them at Vegeta's head for every agreeing to train her to be bad in the first place. It felt like her feet were going to break if she took one more step. She sighed. She really wanted to be bad, she could feel it gnawing at her muscles and her brain to keep going with it. She took another step forward to see Vegeta's hair come up the staircase. She smirked. Finally help was here to help her. She held her hand out to him as he walked up that last stair and stared at her. He shook his head in disapproval.

"You need to learn how to move about in anger with something always tugging at your feet. You've been at this for 10 minutes now so don't give up or I'll do something drastic." Vegeta stated. Bulma sighed with pain as he walked by her.

"Damn it Vegeta." She said, taking another step forward. She hated doing this, but wanted to change so she kept with it. Even though it hurt like fucking hell there was no way she would give up. She made it to the staircase and looked down too see the floor. She gulped at how much work she would have to put into walking down, so she took her first step, but tripped along the way. She fell, hitting her face on the floor below once she reached the bottom. Her mother ran up to her, grabbing her arm in her hands and tried helping her up, But Bulma refused her help. She pulled away her arm and pushed herself up. "I'm fine mother. I don't need your help." She stated, taking another step. Step after step her mother watched as she made her way into the kitchen and opened the fridge to grab something to eat. Mrs. Briefs looked at her daughter curiously. She looked like she was going through a lot, but figured that with the white boots she was wearing it must be a project she was working on so she left her alone. She walked into the living room and sat down and turned on the TV, leaving Bulma in the kitchen to fend for herself.

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Chappy 2 FINALLY DONE! Cahppy 3 soon to come!