Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Show Him How ❯ That's what Gomer said. ( Chapter 21 )

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Author's Note: Hey all! Again, I don't have a whole helluva lot to say…but anyway, I hope you like this chapter! I do! Heh heh heh… Of course I do! I wrote it!

*Special thanks to Vegetababe, Eric Jacobson, and Kat8125 for beta-ing*

Show Him How

Chapter 21

That's what Gomer said.

Last Time: Vegeta decides to keep his hands off of Bulma until she's a bit stronger. He also has a little argument with Yubishawt, his old rival!

"Ahhh, there you are Vegeta." Yubishawt laughed. "I thought you had chickened out."

"Feh, never, you fat puss blob." The Saiyan snarled, his tail swishing back and forth along the ground. "Saiyans never turn down a fight, even if it is a pathetic one against a weakling like you."

"We'll see, Vegeta. After the first year tournament is over, I'll see you in the ring, and you'll wish you had died with the rest of your pathetic race."

"Why you stupid piece of shit!" Vegeta growled, his eyes bright with rage. "How dare you! I'll make you eat those words Yubishawt! After I defeat you in the fighting arena, I'll personally rip your balls off and force them down your throat!"

"I'd like to see you try!"

"Gladly!" Vegeta took a step toward his rival, who stepped back. "Hah! Is little Yubishawt afraid of the Saiyan? What a coward!"

"I'll show you Vegeta! I'll show you in the arena, and we'll put this stupid rivalry to an end! Whoever wins today will be final!"

"Fine by me! I don't intend to lose!" Vegeta snarled as Yubishawt stalked off. Bulma looked slightly nervous as she glanced over at her Saiyan friend.

"What exactly happened between you two…I mean, to make you this hostile toward each other?"

"It's in the past." Vegeta shrugged, changing the subject. "Come on, let's go. I want to talk to my fighters before they go into the ring." He moved quickly, and Bulma had to look around before she finally realized where he was headed. It was easy to lose his short body in the crowd of colossal fighters.

When Bulma arrived, she saw Vegeta giving a little lecture to his students, pacing back and forth with his tail swishing lightly behind him. She blushed, memories of her days as a student, and his training, surfacing in her mind. She remembered the day she fought with Poro, and…speaking of Poro…

Bulma waited until Vegeta was done with his little speech before approaching him. "Vegeta, where's Poro?"

"I don't know. She hasn't been to class for at least a week."

"Wha…What?" Bulma sighed. "Now I'll never get to show her I'm not just a little weakling…"

"Calm down Woman." Vegeta smirked, taking her elbow in his hand and guiding her to a chair. Bulma sighed in resignation and sat down, trying to ignore the tingles that had engulfed her body, starting with the elbow Vegeta had touched. The two almost-lovers sat in a somewhat companionable silence, until the tournament started.

"Yeesh, I'm glad I'm not fighting out there…" Bulma laughed softly as the crowd watched a pair of medics rush one of the competitors off to the infirmary. It had been nearly two weeks since the little incident in the training room with Vegeta, and since that night, the Saiyan had adopted a hands-off approach to her. He had continued to train her rigorously though, and as a result, her power level had risen significantly, but she still wasn't strong enough to have a chance in the tournament they were now watching.

Vegeta looked smug. It had been Yubishawt's student who was taken to the infirmary, and his own who had won the fight. "Good damn thing too." He grunted, in response to Bulma's statement. She wasn't strong enough to actually fight in the tournament, but she was definitely strong enough now that he could take her, as long as he made sure to be careful. She was still fragile, but he was confident that she could take at least one round with him, and for now, that was enough. He would continue training her when they got back to Earth, so that eventually he would be able to have more fun with her…

Hn…Vegeta smirked, watching Bulma out of the corner of his eye. Tonight will be a good night…

"Oh ho! What a beating! And the victor, Cremlo, of the Vegeta Squadron, stands tall in the arena as his defeated opponent of the Yubishawt Squadron is carried out on a stretcher! What a match!"

"Good job Cremlo!!!" Bulma yelled out to the young warrior, who just smiled in return. "Way to kick ass!" Vegeta gave a simple nod in congratulations as the young warrior left the fighting platform to go rest up before his next match.

"Next up is Vegeta's Uptyn-dorro, versus Gomer's Platort!" The announcer yelled, as the new fighters stepped up.

"Huh?" Vegeta muttered. "I didn't know Gomer had any fighters in this tournament."

"Well sure I do, Vegeta!" Gomer laughed coming up behind his old friend. "You didn't expect me to let you have all the glory, did ya?" There was a smile on his face, Bulma noted, but a strange glare in the alien's eyes, giving her an impression that the man's constant cheeriness was nothing but a façade.

Vegeta shrugged in response. "Oh well, no matter." He smirked. "We both know whose students will win." It was merely a good natured jab, with no real meaning behind it, but the Earth woman watched as Gomer's eyes flashed quickly with rage, before returning to their former odd look.

"You had a lucky win, Saiyan!" A gruff voice called, and Bulma looked over to see Yubishawt making his way toward them. "That was my last fighter…He's a strong one…and as much as I hate to say it, yours was better. Congratulations Vegeta, for a fighter well trained." He was obviously angry, and the reason for his sudden admission of defeat was unclear. "But I'll see you in there soon Vegeta, and I won't fail like my students." He huffed, straightening his shirt and walking away.

All eyes turned back to the fight. This was the final round, and whoever won would rank first in the tournament.

Uptyn-dorro struck out with one of his seven fists, but hit only air as Platort jumped up in the air, narrowly escaping the attack. Flapping his huge, powerful wings, Platort sent his opponent back in a gust of air. However, Uptyn-dorro was a Yektaire, one of a race of aliens known for their density, and so the winds did little to move his heavy body once he had firmly planted himself.

Platort, with the traditional battle cry of his race, the Ipsims, shot his body down toward the other boy, lowering his defense in order to raise his offensive power, as his pointed talons were poised to rip at Uptyn-dorro's orange flesh. However, with a blast of ki from the Yektaire, Platort was fired into the sky, unable to bring his defensive levels back up to normal. He landed, with a thud, on the ground just outside of the fighting platform.

"Good fight, Uptyn-dorro." Vegeta smirked, watching as the ever-present medical attendants, scurried over to tend to Platort. "But I hadn't expected anything less."

"That is IT!!" A sudden yell and burst of power caused the whole crowd to turn toward Gomer, as he launched himself at the unsuspecting Vegeta, who was slammed forcefully into the ground.

"What the hell has gotten into you?" The Saiyan growled, pushing his comrade away and standing up.

"Die, Saiyan shit!!" Gomer launched himself forward again, but this time Vegeta dodged. "You've always been one step ahead of me, Vegeta! But not anymore! It's my turn now!" He powered up and grabbed Bulma.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"You've got this pretty little woman all to yourself, Vegeta." Gomer laughed. "And I intend to take her away! It's time someone else got the glory! I've been watching you…watching you for years, always gloating about your power. Always holding yourself just above me…and now you taunt me with this woman of yours!"

"Gomer…"

"SHUT UP!" Gomer laughed, hugging Bulma close to his form. "You care for her Vegeta…and I intend to take her away. For revenge."

"Gomer, leave Bulma out of this!"

"NO! Remember Vegeta, you stole Yelta from me!"

"Gomer, you never even knew Yelta!" Vegeta yelled, but Gomer didn't listen.

"You stole her, and then you left her! And now I'm going to do the same thing to you! I'm going to steal this woman's heart from you! And then I'm going to break her!"

"You can't do that!" Bulma screamed, struggling.

"Oh, but I can! I claim you, as my own. We will be wed tomorrow." Gomer stated, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

"You're crazy!"

"Hmm…that's what Gomer said before I killed him."

MWA HA HA HA!!! Now THAT is an evil, evil cliffhanger, ne? I just couldn't resist…heh heh…I'm sorry! Well, actually I'm not… All will be explained in the next chapter! I hope you liked this chapter! Sorry it's kinda short…but some good stuff will happen soon! And please remember to review!!!

Next Time: Vegeta and Gomer fight, but who's going to win???