Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Prompted VegetaBulma ❯ Just Another Day ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
This was once again written for LJ community: Bulma Vegeta [community. livejournal. com/ Bulma Vegeta]. The Prompt for this Drabble was “Silhouette”. Word count set at: 200.
Diclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
Bulma stood out on her balcony, overlooking the extensive backyard of her home. The sun was set to scorching heat on this particular day, and she was quite impressed with the two warriors. Just standing outside--only wearing a Capsule Corp. tank top, shorts, and sandals--she was already drenched in sweat. Watching the two figures only made the heat that much more unbearable.
Looking straight down, she smiled as she watched her on and off again boyfriend throw punches and kicks at his imaginary foe. She was quite impressed with how far how’d he come from when they’d first met years back. As her mind wondered over the years they’d been together, a large explosion threw her mind to the other warrior who was training quite a distance away.
She was glad he was at least civil enough to take his destructive training away from the main buildings. She noticed that Yamcha had also stopped his training at the sound of the explosion. Her eyes darted back to the man that had gotten their attention. She watched his silhouetted stout form rise to the sky and quickly blast off.
She sighed heavily. “I wonder if he’ll back for dinner,” she murmured.
Diclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
Bulma stood out on her balcony, overlooking the extensive backyard of her home. The sun was set to scorching heat on this particular day, and she was quite impressed with the two warriors. Just standing outside--only wearing a Capsule Corp. tank top, shorts, and sandals--she was already drenched in sweat. Watching the two figures only made the heat that much more unbearable.
Looking straight down, she smiled as she watched her on and off again boyfriend throw punches and kicks at his imaginary foe. She was quite impressed with how far how’d he come from when they’d first met years back. As her mind wondered over the years they’d been together, a large explosion threw her mind to the other warrior who was training quite a distance away.
She was glad he was at least civil enough to take his destructive training away from the main buildings. She noticed that Yamcha had also stopped his training at the sound of the explosion. Her eyes darted back to the man that had gotten their attention. She watched his silhouetted stout form rise to the sky and quickly blast off.
She sighed heavily. “I wonder if he’ll back for dinner,” she murmured.