Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Gravity Room ❯ Bulma Knows and Vegeta's Spar ( Chapter 2 )

Vegeta walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Good, Kakarot wasn't here yet. He decided maybe he could tell the woman about not wanting to spar...or not wanting to see Kakarot today. He knew it was normal for males to be together on Vegeta-sei, but here on Earth it was a totally different story. Kakarot had a woman, so he shouldn't be dreaming about him anyway.

Vegeta found Bulma cooking something on the stove. He took a deep breath before he started, he had come to Bulma before with a couple of his other problems and she had helped him, so it was sort of a weird friendship they had. Any relationship he had had with the woman had dissolved away a long time ago. "Woman," He said, "As much as this kills me to say...and if you repeat it to anyone else..."

Bulma glanced over to Vegeta. Oh, she knew what he was going to say, so she decided to save Vegeta the trouble of saying it, "You've got a problem and had a very interesting...dream last night."

Vegeta crossed his arms and looked at her, a bit stunned, "How did you-"

"Please Vegeta, your room is right next to mine, and you're lucky Trunks is down the hall. I knew you liked him, but I didn't think that you liked him that much." Bulma laughed.

"You mean I-"

Bulma nodded.

"Fucking hell!" Vegeta shouted.

"Calm down," Bulma giggled, "It wasn't that bad...well; I do suggest you have fun with sparing today."

Vegeta growled, "I don't fucking want to spar with him after that!"

"Well what choice do you have? You can either go back to moping on top of the GR, or you can spar with him."

"Fuck! This is more serious than that! Quit messing around!" Vegeta shouted at her mocking him.

"I'm not. I could just tell him that you like him, then you wouldn't have to worry about it." She said.

"If you do that I'll destroy this whole building!" Vegeta threatened.

"Alright fine, if you want my help you have to tell me what kind of attraction you have for him." Bulma said. She sighed; Vegeta sure could be difficult, even if they weren't together anymore. “Is it more physical or more like…love?” She asked.

"I don't have any kind of attraction for that-"

"Hey guys." Goku said, walking into the kitchen. He picked up an apple from the table and bit into it, "Trunks let us in." He glanced at Bulma and then Vegeta.

Vegeta felt a little heat rise to his cheeks and he turned away. "Dammit!" He shouted, “I don’t know woman!” And then he left the kitchen.

"What's with him?" Goku asked a minute later.

"He's just having a little trouble, don't mind him."

"Okay..." Goku said, "Well Chichi wanted me to tell you something about us getting a...um...hold on," Goku walked back to the door and opened it, "Hey Goten! What was the word Chichi said?!" He shouted.

"Divorce dad!" Goten shouted back.

Goku turned back to Bulma and walked to sit down at the table, "Yeah...a divorce. What is that?" He asked, "Chichi wouldn't tell me."

"Oh Goku!" Bulma said, "I'm so sorry!" She walked over to hug her friend.

"Yeah, uh, what is it?" Goku asked again, pulling Bulma away from him and finishing his apple.

"To put it simply, it's when two married people decide they don't want to be together anymore." She said and walked back to the stove to finish cooking.

"Oh," Goku said, scratching the back of his head a little nervously. "I thought it was weird that she had me build a new house and she still wanted to stay in the old one."

Bulma smiled, "So you're not affected by it?"

"Well, not really. I mean, we really haven't been together since the time I went and trained Gohan and Goten for a year, and that was like four years ago."

"Oh I see, well, I hope it goes well." Bulma smiled again.

"Right, well, I'm going to go see if Vegeta wants to spar. We'll come back for lunch." Goku stood up.

"Alright, try not to get too dirty."

He nodded and left but before he got too far he turned around and poked his head back in the door, "Um Bulma, do you know where he went?"

Bulma laughed, "Probably outside or back to his room. Oh and you might want to tell him about your divorce!"

"Right, I will, Thanks!" He said and then left again.

Goku wandered to the back door and stepped outside. It was a nice day with the sun shining and the temperature wasn't too hot or too cold. There were a few clouds in the sky, but other than that it was perfect for sparring.

"Vegeta!" Goku called to a Vegeta who was sitting on the steps that led into the GR.

He looked up and smirked, "You ready to spar Kakarot?" He asked, he had just finished composing himself.

"Of course! Bulma wanted me to tell you something though, but let's go to the training grounds!" Goku said and took off into the sky.

Vegeta took off after him, still not sure if this was a good idea or not.

"Hn." Vegeta said when they landed, "I don't give a damn about what you or your harpy have been doing. Now get ready!" He said, taking a fighting stance. Kakarot had taken the liberty of telling him all about what he had been doing for the last months and about Chichi and their divorce. He couldn't say he was surprised in the least, Kakarot and the harpy hadn't been going anywhere in their relationship before.

They were warming up for sometime before Vegeta told Goku to get serious and then they powered up a little. Goku was just about to land a blow to Vegeta's stomach when Vegeta froze in the air a blank expression on his face, and powered down.
"Vegeta?" Goku asked, his blond hair moving a bit in the wind.

Vegeta's face contorted with anger and he back away a few feet from Kakarot before powering up all the way, "Dammit Kakarot!" He said and came at him full force.

Goku had to power up more to meet and dodge Vegeta's attacks, he wasn't sure what had gotten into the other Saiyan, but Vegeta sure was taking this seriously. It wasn't until he nailed a hit that sent Vegeta straight to the ground with a lot of force that they stopped.

Vegeta growled, powering down and staring up at Kakarot, he came to land next to him.

"Would you like a hand?" Goku asked, extending an arm, dried blood and dirt cracking on it.

Vegeta froze for a second, it was sort of like the part in his dream when Kakarot helped him up from his nap, only this time they had been sparing and were covered in sweat, dirt, and blood and he had been defeated. He shook his head and smacked Kakarot's hand away, "I don't need your help!" He said and got up.

"Okay, well Bulma said not to get too dirty... Want to take a swim in the lake?" Goku offered.

"Hn." Vegeta said and flew off in the direction of the water. He was just going to wash his arms and face; after all, they were the covered in the most dirt.

They landed by the water and Goku started to pull off his torn shirt.

"Kakarot, just wash you face and arms. You can take a shower later." Vegeta said and knelt beside the lake and pulled off his gloves. He set them next to him and dipped his hands in the water. He felt refreshed and recharged after his fight with Kakarot; that was really what he needed, to go all out. Sitting for a week on the GR really hadn't been good for him.

Goku frowned but then smiled happily and knelt beside Vegeta. The two of them washed what they could before heading back to Capsule Corp.

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Bulma walked out of the kitchen after Goku and Vegeta left. She wondered to the living room where Trunks was going through a bunch of his games and Goten was next to him. "Hey boys," She said.

Goten smiled at Bulma, "Good morning." He said.

"Can I talk to you for a minute Goten?" She asked.

Goten looked confused but nodded his head anyway and stood up to follow the woman out of the living room.

"Goku just told me your parents are getting a divorce, I was wondering if you could tell me more about it."

"Oh, I thought I was in trouble." Goten smiled, "Mom just doesn't think she can put up with dad much anymore, or at least that's what I heard. Every since she said they were getting a divorce they don't get in as many arguments. I think dad's happy about that, and mom said I can visit her as much as I want to, that's why she had him build a new house. Besides that, she said something about knowing dad liked someone else so it was for the best that they separate. I don’t know much about that though, do you know anything?"

"I see, I don’t know anything about it." Bulma laughed a bit thinking that she’d have to talk to Chichi, "And you're okay with this all?"

"Yep!" Goten smiled and turned back to go into the living room.

Bulma looked worriedly at the boy but then smiled.

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"Dad!" Goten exclaimed when they got back running to his father, "Guess what?"

Goku smiled, and disheveled the boy's hair, "What?"

"Trunks got this really cool game! You have to go through all these levels and defeat the boss at the end to get to another world where you do the same thing, but that's beside the point. It's in 3-D and really cool! Come on, you have to see!" Goten said, pulling his dad towards the living room.

"Okay, okay!" Goku laughed, following his son.

Trunks smiled the entire time he was showing Goku the game.

"Well dad, what do you think?" Goten asked.

"Wow, son. It's really cool." Goku smiled but then his stomach growled and the two boys fell into laughter. Goku gave a sheepish laugh, "Guess it's time for lunch."

The two boys smiled and followed Goku into the kitchen where Vegeta and Bulma were sitting. Vegeta’s face was a bit pink but other than that it looked normal.

Bulma turned to them, “Lunch time?” She asked and they nodded. “Well how about sandwiches?” She said, smiled, and winked at Vegeta.

Vegeta scowled and glared at her, his face turning a bit more colorful.

“Sounds great.” Goku said and took a seat across from Vegeta, the boys sat on one side together. Goku smiled at Vegeta and said, “The color on your face would look better if you were smiling or smirking.”

Vegeta frowned but then couldn’t help smirking, “Go to hell.” He said, his small little talk with Bulma when they had gotten back had helped him a little bit. He had told her all the details of his dream-minus the details of sex-and she had somehow gotten him to promise that he would put an effort to talk to Kakarot more. Vegeta wasn’t exactly happy about this, but it was easier knowing that Kakarot wasn’t with that witch from hell anymore. And he was actually considering that maybe he did feel something for the third-class.

Goku’s smile widened, “I’ve already been there.” Alright, now Goku himself thought he was acting a little weird. He felt a little uneasy under Vegeta’s gaze.

Vegeta watched Kakarot for a bit longer before he smirked more, “I hope you don’t break that chair with the way you’re moving around over there.”

Goku froze; he hadn’t even noticed he was shifting in his chair. He blushed a little, “Oh, sorry,” He apologized, “I didn’t even notice, maybe if you weren’t starring at me…”

“Oh I’m not starring. I’m watching to make sure you don’t do something stupid like break the chair.” Vegeta said back.

Trunks turned to Goten and whispered in his ear, “Hey, don’t you think dad’s acting a bit weird?”

Goten nodded and whispered back, “Yeah, they both are.”

Vegeta turned to the children as Bulma carried some food over, “Would you two brats have the decency to speak out loud at the table?”

“Sorry.” Trunks apologized.

“Oh boy food!” Goku exclaimed and then they all began to dig in.

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“Thanks Bulma!” Goku said and rubbed his now full stomach, “Oh boy, I could really go again! Hey Vegeta! You want to go spar again?”

Vegeta cast a glare at him and got up from the table, “Save it for another day, Kakarot.”

Goku gave Vegeta a pout-like look but didn’t say anything more. He glanced at the clock and turned to Bulma, “Do you care if I stay for a few more hours? Gohan won’t be home for a while and it gets a little boring around the house…”

Bulma smiled at him and got up to start clearing the table of dishes, “Not at all. You can play with the boys while I clean up the kitchen if you want…or maybe you can convince Vegeta to do something with you?”

Goku cast a glance at the boys and then Vegeta.

“No chance in hell.” Vegeta said, leaving the kitchen.

Goku smiled at the two boys left sitting at the table, “Did you two already have something planned?” He asked.

Goten smiled, “Actually, we were wondering if you could teach us some more fighting techniques?”

Trunks nodded his head eagerly and smiled too. “Please, Goku?”

Goku scratched his head as if to give it some thought, “Alright, sounds good to me.”

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Vegeta sat in his room a little while after Goku left, he could hear music, or maybe it was the TV, coming from Trunks’s room down the hall. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing just sitting there, maybe he was intending to sleep, or get up and take another shower, but he didn’t do anything.

He fell back on his bed and let out a breath, he felt drained after his spar with Kakarot. He wasn’t even sure why, normally he could fight Kakarot three or four times in a row, maybe it was because he hadn’t trained for a full week. A knock sounded on his door and he looked towards it. “What?” He asked.

“Can I come in?” Bulma sounded on the other side.

Vegeta growled in annoyance, “What the hell do you want?”

Bulma opened the door and slipped in, closing it behind her, “I was wondering how you were doing, I mean, it has been a long day…”

“I’m fine woman.” Vegeta answered and turned his gaze back to the ceiling.

She came to sit down on the edge of his bed and rested a hand on his arm, “Are you sure? You still seem kind of down and everything.”

Vegeta didn’t answer right away, thinking of what to say and contemplating whether or not to tell her what was really on his mind. He decided that he might as well, “I’m okay. I’m just not sure what to think after realizing…it. Kakarot was raised by Earth standards, so I don’t think I want to say anything to him.”

Bulma wanted to roll her eyes at Vegeta. She knew Goku was never normal to being with, so why wouldn’t he consider it? “Was it normal on Vegeta-sei?” She asked.

Vegeta nodded, “Most of the population was male.”

Bulma gave him a funny look at this and tilted her head a bit to the side; she decided to ask him about it later. “I’m sure that Goku would…” She let her sentence dangle in the air when Vegeta started to shake his head.

“I’ll deal with it on my own.” He said.

She decided not to argue and got up, “Alright, but if you want to talk about anything, you can come to me.”

Vegeta smirked, “Don’t I do that already, woman?”

She smiled at him and left his room.