Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nemesis ❯ No Mercy ( Chapter 2 )

No words. No money. No DBZ. No Vegeta. *sniffles. Can I at least borrow him for the night. ;-)*

 

Last time: The 3 girls and Radditz find an irritated Vegeta waiting for them. Vegeta challenges and easily defeats his first opponent. Yamcha's cronies proclaim him the next fighter. We meet Kakarott for the first time with some brotherly bonding. Yadda Yadda Yadda You know the rest.

 

*thoughts*

 

“Hey Vegeta are you ever going to start the fight?” Kakarott called out getting pretty bored watching the staring contest.

 

“Shut up will you, and dammit address me as Prince Vegeta!” Vegeta yelled making Yamcha shake more than he already was under Vegeta's intense gaze.

 

“This is pretty boring.” Bulma sighed, taking a seat, referring to their now 5 minute staring match.

 

“Well baka, now is the time to show all your baka friends that you're the best. Come on hit me, if you can.” Vegeta murmured low so only he and Yamcha could here. “Or are you too weak?”

 

Yamcha may have been a coward but he still had a sizeable amount of pride left in his body and he didn't take personal insults lightly, even if they were from the Prince himself. “You're on.” He shouted angrily quickly charging Vegeta hoping to catch him off guard.

 

Vegeta always being on his guard easily sidestepped the attack allowing Yamcha to run right past him almost falling off the raised platform.

 

“For such a cocky bastard, he sure can't back up his words.” Chi Chi whispered to both 18 and Bulma who nodded in agreement but didn't bother to answer her verbally. “That wasn't a rhetorical statement guys, I expected you to say something back.” Chi Chi glared at the 2 girls who still paid her mind. “Humph, I'll find someone who wants to talk with me.” She muttered walking off but came scampering back after receiving a lot of heated looks from the boys in the line. “I don't need any of you.” She mumbled childishly crossing her arms and pouting.

 

“Stuff it Chi, I can't concentrate. This spar is actually interesting, well Vegeta is anyway. I mean who could move that fast and is that accurate.” 18 said mesmerized by Vegeta's movements.

 

“Gosh why don't you marry him then 18?” Bulma muttered sending her an evil glare for basically saying Vegeta was the strongest Saiyan she had ever seen.

 

“Sorry Bulma but I prefer my men tall dark and handsome and Vegeta isn't exactly that tall.” 18 shrugged turning back to the spar.

 

“I guess that short bald guy you were chatting with is free game then. He is sort of cute.” Bulma slyly retorted receiving a snort from Chi Chi and a death glare from 18.

 

“You wouldn't dare!” 18 gave Bulma the deadliest glare she could muster, while the very topic of their conversation watched on extremely confused but none the less flattered that 2 extremely pretty girls were fighting over him.

 

“I would dare.” Bulma shrugged matching 18 glare for glare. Chi Chi meanwhile had totally drowned the conversation out and now had her attention focused solely on the spar. It would appear to the untrained fighter, like Yamcha's cronies, that he was getting a few punches in on Vegeta, when in all actuality he wasn't landing a single one. She hadn't really seen anyone who could dodge punches so easily and effortless since Bulma, but than again Bulma had a much higher power level than her, and Chi Chi didn't really have the heart to fight. She was more of a natural born chef than a natural born fighter.

 

He was so fast and fluid and she couldn't but help think how Kakarott would be since he was known to be second strongest on all of Vegeta-sai both having surpassed the king a few years ago. She couldn't but help spare a quick glance over to the very object of her thoughts who was cheering Vegeta on madly.

 

*Dammit if that fool doesn't shut up I won't be able to concentrate enough to finish this match off quick.* Vegeta audibly growled while throwing a well executed jab into Yamcha's midsection knocking the wind out of his weak opponent.

 

“Weakling.” Vegeta muttered sending a kick to the already damaged stomach of his opponent causing Yamcha to fly to the edge of the arena from the impact. Vegeta was having way too much fun beating the weakling to a pulp so he decided to prolong the torture waiting for Yamcha to get up.

 

And he wasn't disappointed as the fool slowly made his way to his feet sending a weak glare to the prince which only made him laugh.

 

“You and your weakling friends honestly believed you could beat me!” He exclaimed throwing back his head with laughter. “What a joke!”

 

Yamcha simply glared at him trying to find any sort of power left in his almost broken body to combat his too powerful opponent. He noticed that quite a few of his “buddies” no longer cheered him on. But he noted those who still did. He could see who his real allies were now.

 

“Damn! Yamcha hasn't even gotten a hit on Vegeta yet.” Bulma said her attention focused on the two men.

 

“I know!” 18 answered her fists squeezed in anticipation to see Vegeta finish him off. “What I wouldn't do to train with him!”

 

“Sigh.” Was all Chi Chi could say as she continued to stare openly at Kakarott.

 

“Uh Chi are you there?” Bulma said waving her hands in front of her entranced friend. “Damn looks like someone got hit with the love bug.” She snickered causing Chi Chi to snap out of her daydream.

 

“I have certainly not!” She screeched unable to hide the blush that threatened to turn her head into a tomato.

 

“Sure...” Bulma left off turning her attention back to the match, totally missing the glare Chi Chi sent her.

 

“Come on fool I know you're stronger than that. Or are you as weak as you seem?” Vegeta mocked his body quivering with the excitement of the impending victory.

 

“I'm going to knock that smirk off your face once and for all.” Yamcha yelled lunging at Vegeta who easily sidestepped the attack.

 

“I suppose that's the best you can do.” Vegeta sighed disappearing from where he stood and reappearing a split second later behind a bewildered Yamcha. With his two fists aimed he slammed into his back almost snapping Yamcha's spinal cord from the impact. With great satisfaction Vegeta pulled a nearly unconscious Yamcha by the back of his neck and threw him in the air. With one quick blast he ended the one sided spar leaving Yamcha barely alive and badly burned.

 

As Yamcha hit the arena floor with a huge thud Vegeta calmly walked past the three gaping girls over to his two guards Radditz and Kakarott.

 

“Great job sire.” Radditz praised raising his hand to his breast in salute.

 

“Yeah but don't you think that was a bit much Vegeta. He was pretty weak. I don't think you had to beat him that badly.” Kakarott said rubbing the back of his head in insecurity.

 

“Well Kakarott, when I ask for your input you can state your opinion. But until then you can shut the hell up.” Vegeta yelled shutting his guard up for the moment.

 

“Oh my Yocera.” (I decided to name their god Yocera. Since Kami is usually associated with Chikyuu.) Chi Chi gasped staring at the charred body of Yamcha before his cronies gathered around him.

 

“My sentiments exactly.” 18 answered still dazed from the match.

 

“He'll be in a regan tank for a while.” Bulma chuckled not at all alarmed that Prince Vegeta defeated Yamcha with such ease not to mention malice.

 

“You're not affected by that in the least?” The bald kid asked totally shocked that Bulma merely chuckled at such a display.

 

“It's nothing he didn't have coming to him.” Bulma shrugged ignoring the scathing glance Chi Chi and the bald kid sent her.

 

“True. Yamcha stood no chance in hell and he still chose to go up against Prince Vegeta.” 18 commented standing up and dusting off her training gi.

 

“I told you, no mercy.” Bulma shrugged following 18 to her feet. “Yamcha's not the most likeable guy. Whatever he gets he has it coming to him anyway.”

 

“No mercy is right....”The bald kid grumbled nervously watching the girls under hooded eyes.

 

“Don't worry baldy. Bulma's always been a bit resentful towards Yamcha. He hasn't made the best impression on her. On any of us for that matter.” 18 said grabbing her bald friend by his shoulders.

 

“What's baldy's name anyway?” Bulma wondered out loud seemingly in deep thought.

 

“Krillen. Nice to meet ya.” Krillen answered her sticking his hand out in her direction. When she ignored it he pulled it back sadly.

 

“Don't worry about Bulma, Krillen right? She's too deep in thought to deal with any outside interactions. If we leave her here for a few minutes she'll notice and wake up from her thinking spree.” Chi Chi informed the sullen boy.

 

“Oh.”

“Come on baldy. You can come with us to Bulma's house. We always go there after training to relax a bit.” 18 said quickly blasting off in the direction of Bulma's house.

 

“Yeah. Bulma's has this really nice heated pool and Jacuzzi we use.” Chi Chi informed following her.

 

“If you say so.” Krillen shot a glance over to the entranced Bulma before quickly following them. “Hey wait for me!”

 

“Alright idiots lets go.” Vegeta barked blasting into the air.

 

“What crawled up his ass and died?” Kakarott sulked quickly following his prince.

 

Radditz took one last look at the arena where Yamcha's blood was clearly smeared and noticed Bulma the last person in deep thought. “Girl hasn't even noticed that everybody's left.” He shook his head before he blasted off.

 

Still mumbling incoherent things to herself Bulma finally looked around and noticed that she was the only one left on the desolate arena. “Oooohhh!” She screamed in indignation. “I can't believe they left me here!” She blasted off with thoughts of slow and painful torture for her friends.

 

 

 

 

 

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