Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's New Love ❯ Painful Memories ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Vegeta exited the room quickly going towards the gravity room, to get away from the onna that was lying on his couch.
"Why does she have to look so much like a young Bulma, a healthy Bulma?" He said to no one pacing the length of the GR. He was ready to pull his hair out this confused him so.
"She has a boyfriend, you heard it yourself from her lips, Dende that sweet voice that flowed like silk, those eyes, I can't shake myself of those eyes.." He let out a scream and turned super saiyan.

Mean while back in the house Bra was helping out Angel with phone calls.
"Trunks Briefs please." Bra winked at her as she walked around the couch to sit down next to Angel.
"Trunks, it's me. I know you said never to call you at work but listen to me please."
"This better be good Bra, I don't have time to play games here." Trunks said shuffling papers on his desk and flipping some of his lavender hair out of his eyes.
"Well, I have one of your employees here on the couch right now. She had an accident outside the offices this morning, Daddy took care of her." Bra stated matter of factly to her older brother.
"Dad didn't try blasting her did he? Who is it anyways?" Trunks asked with a worried sigh.
"Hold on a sec.." Bra put her hand over the receiver and asked her. Angel said her name out loud.
"Angela Mitchell is her name, you know her?" Bra asked shifting her weight on the couch glancing over to the woman beside her.
"That's where Angel has been. I've been worried about her all morning. She has all my documents I needed for that meeting this morning. I had to postpone it for tomorrow. Is she alright?" Trunks was relieved that Angel was at his house and not stuck in her apartment.
"Yea, she's fine. Daddy fixed her up good as new. She tripped outside of the building and cut her hand up pretty bad. Daddy did a good job stitching it up though, you should see it." Bra said getting overly excited about how her Daddy was behaving so nice to the woman.
"I'll take your word on that one Bra. Can I speak to Angel please?"
"Yea sure, just a second" Bra said thrusting the phone in Angel's face. Angel grabbed the phone with her shaky right hand.
"Mr. Briefs I'm so sorry about this morning, I promise it won't happen again sir."
"Angel, it's alright. I set the meeting up for tomorrow morning, so don't worry. How's that hand?"
"Very painful. Your father is a very nice man for helping me out this morning. I don't know why everyone is so scared of him."
"You don't know my father to well then Angel. He must be having a good day. By the way, how are things at home?" Trunks asked.

Out in the GR, Vegeta was pushing himself like he was training for the androids again. His mind was wondering making it hard to control his ki blasts that bounced along the inside of the machine.
'How I miss my little onna, I want to have her back with me. Not even the Dragon Balls will bring her back. Dende why did you have to take her, why her? She did nothing to deserve this! Why?'
"ONNA!!!!!!" He screamed, making the surrounding building tremble from the sound. He fell out of the air and on to his knees in the middle of the GR, face buried in his hands. Forgetting his ego, forgetting his pride, he cried. How he wished for death to take him to his beloved Bulma, to see her smiling face. To smell that wonderful hair, to feel her soft skin as she walked by. Vegeta was lost in memories again, like every day since Bulma left him for that beautiful place called heaven. It was worse at night, rolling over to feel the empty side of the bed in which she would sleep so perfectly against his chest. The soft rhythm of her soft breathing lulled him to sleep every night. The smell of her bad cooking he missed also. How he enjoyed telling her how bad she was at cooking almost everyday, getting his wish most of the time to get take out. Vegeta cracked a half smile at that thought.
*Flash Back

'Woman, a dog wouldn't even eat this garbage you call food.'
'Well Veggie, if you don't like it, don't eat it. You can starve for all I care!'
'I'm the Prince of all Saiyans, I will not starve you will get me some food that isn't burnt, or poisoned by your hand.'
'There is the phone, order something! You're hands aren't broken, do it yourself you baka!'


*End Flash Back

Rousing himself from the GR floor, Vegeta shut down the gravity and opened the door. It looked like late afternoon by the way the sun was set in the sky. He missed lunch, and totally forgot about Bra wanting to go to Kakarott's first brat's house to play for the day with Pan. Sighing heavy, he made his way back towards the house. Opening the backdoor, all was quiet inside. A reminder of the morning's events was still left on the kitchen table. The first aid kit still open, a bloody paper towel wadded up in the middle. The dirty dishes still in the sink, the pans still on the stove. His onna would have a fit if she saw the mess still there for more then a few hours.
He searched the area for ki, finding Trunks still in his office, whiched amazed Vegeta. Normally about this time Trunks would have flown the coop out his office window to go hang with Kakarott's second brat. Bra was in the living room, with what seems to be two others he couldn't identify quickly. He spun on his heels and walked in that general direction. His eyes perked when he saw Angel sitting on the couch with Bra in front of her in a protective stance. His eyes take in the whole scene set in front of him. The second ki that he didn't know was of a large man at the front door. His face bared the scars of many of fights or of his stupidity. An angry expression graced his lips.
"Brat what is going on in here?" Vegeta barked to his daughter. Her eyes move slowly to meet her Daddy's then back to the stranger at the door. She had the look of fear in her eyes even though she was prepared herself in the fighting stance.
"Angel, get your shit now! I'm not waiting any longer for your sorry ass, now hurry." The guy snapped at Angel. She winced at the sound of his voice booming thru the room to her.
"Mister she's not going with you. Now get out of my house before my Daddy and Brother come and escort you out the hard way." Bra said trying not to let her voice faultier a bit.
"Look you little snot, what are you 10 years old at best? Just get out of the way so my girlfriend can leave now!" The guys screamed at Bra. Fear, it was fear that was radiating off of Bra now. She had no training to take out a guy this size. She wanted to be a normal little girl and not let the saiyan in her take over and train and fight all the time. She was wishing Pan was with her. Pan would know what to do. But she had some relief when her Daddy showed up. Vegeta glanced back to Bra then to Angel. Angel was shaking, every muscle in her body trembling at once. Her mouth was open slightly, like she wanted to say something but held her tongue from doing so.
"Daddy, can you help this guy find his way out. It seems he has lost his way." Bra asked crossing her arms Vegeta style on her chest while keeping an eye on the guy.
"My pleasure princess." Vegeta cracked his knuckles and headed for the guy standing in the doorway.
"Who do you think you are you small little runt? Angel get your ass to the car now!" With that shout, Angel got up and collected her belongings and walked slowly towards the guy. Vegeta stopped and watched her, still trembling as she walked towards the massive guy with no brain. The guy reached out and grabbed her hard by the arm and yanked her towards him. His grip was deathly tight on her forearms.
"Ryo, stop you're hurting me please!" Angel gasped out. Ryo yanked again and the sound of bones popping was heard. She winced in the pain but refused to cry out. The sound threw Vegeta over the edge. No one hurt a woman in his sight.
"Let the Onna go now before I kill you." Vegeta hissed thru his teeth at Ryo. He just laughed at Vegeta's requested and started to drag Angel out of the house by her arm. Angel's legs tripping and stumbling all the way.
"Daddy help her please!" Bra cried out on the verge of crying. Vegeta stomped out after them and grabbed Ryo by the arm and slamming his fist into his stomach. Ryo pushed Angel out of the way as he was doubling over from the blow. He spat out some blood, wiped his lips on his shirt and glanced at the Prince.
"Bring it on little man, bring it on."

Looks like Angel has her self a nasty boyfriend....will Veggie end his life for the cruel giant?