Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart ❯ So it Begins... ( Chapter 1 )
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.22.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 545 | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Completed
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To Warm A Saiya-jin Heart
Chapter 1
So it Begins…
"Vegeta! I hate you!" screamed a very frustrated Bulma. Yamucha was supposed to pick her up in 15 minutes, and she was running very late. She had just gotten out of the shower when a very pissed Vegeta confronted her with the news that the "piece of junk", meaning the gravity room, had just broken down AGAIN.
"Maybe if that piece of crap worked right, then you wouldn't have to keep fixing it all the time!" Vegeta growled, "I didn't even do anything this time, I turned on the gravity and the damn thing nearly blew up!"
"I'll fix it later, I have a date," and with that, Bulma stalked out of the room to get ready.
45 minutes later….
"WHERE THE HELL IS THAT ASSHOLE?!?!?!?" Bulma yelled. She had managed to get ready in 13 minutes, a new record for her, and all to have Yamucha late. Again. Just then, the doorbell rang and Bulma took a minute to compose herself before opening it to reveal a very sheepish Yamucha.
"Hey Bulma, sorry I'm late," he stammered nervously. "I uhhh had to uhhh help my neighbor move some furniture and I kinda lost track of time heh heh…" Bulma was just happy that he actually showed up, and that she looked extremely good for the time she had to prepare. She just giggled and flounced out the door to meet him, not noticing his disheveled appearance, or the fact that he smelled slightly of a woman's perfume. Yamucha offered her his arm, with a sigh of relief, and led her to his car.
Vegeta growled in disgust, having watched the exchange. "Humph, no woman should be treated like that," he mumbled to himself, "even if she is loud and obnoxious." He thought some training would be a good idea at the moment, and then he realized that Bulma had not fixed the gravity room. "Damn that woman! Now I can't even train, and if I have to spend even 1 minute talking to that ditzy mother of hers I'll puke. I never knew anyone could be that damned HAPPY all the time. I wonder if she's on some sort of medication…"
Vegeta took a quick shower after raiding the fridge, then decided that he would go to bed. He was more tired than usual, and he felt like his bed might do him some good, for once. He usually didn't sleep in his own room, it being right beside Bulma's and all, but he definitely did not feel like sleeping in a tree or on the ground somewhere when he was so sore. He had really been training a lot lately, and although he hated to admit it to himself, he had been overdoing it.
Okay! This is the first chapter of I don't know how many. This is also my very first fanfic ever so please review, and give me some feedback. Sorry it's kinda short, but I think I have the middle planned out, and so the next one will probably be a bit longer.