Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's New Love ❯ When you talk in your sleep ( Chapter 6 )

I don't own DBZ...don't sue me plz *puppy dog eyes*

"I know you are out here Brats!" Vegeta shouted into the darkness. The girls had taken off thru the woods on the backside of the property to hide out until his temper had cooled enough to wander back home.
"Guys I still think this is all a big mistake, wait until he finds the white paint waiting for him when he opens his bedroom door." Marron sighed shivering a bit with the chilly night air.
"Marron, stop being a chicken. Vegeta isn't going to do anything to us. If he does, well then Grandpa will just have to kick his butt from here to the sun." Pan spat out at her.
"Shhh, be quiet guys. Trying to be sneaky here and you are carrying on like a bunch of cry babies." Bra whispered. Pan scowled at Marron then turned back to Bra.
"You think he'll find us?" Asked Pan looking towards the house, trying to see if Vegeta was still hot on their trail.
"No, but I have!" A voice sounded behind the three.

Back at the house, Angel seized control of the remote and was flipping channels while Vegeta went on the hunt of the pranksters.
"Cooking channel, weather channel, the all sports channel," She cocked her head to the side trying to figure out what the next one was.
"Ewww, what was that? Ick I see now, the medical channel." Angel quickly flipped the station settling on watching the local news for the evening.
"Tonight on the news the top headline is the 5th Street Bank of Satan City was robbed this afternoon..." The reporter droned on. The telephone rang behind her and she jumped because of the shock factor. She looked around looking to see if anyone was around to answer it. 'Nope guess I should.'
"Moshi Moshi Briefs residents, Angela speaking."
"Angel, is that you?"
"Mr. Briefs if that's you, I can barely hear you over the noise." She heard some muffling noises then dead quiet.
"Yea, it's me, and stop calling me that!"
"Sorry Trunks. Checking up on me?"
"Well actually I was. But I'm more worried about the girls. Are they behaving?" Trunks heard her giggle before she answered.
"I'm not sure on how to answer that."
"Why not? Has my Dad killed them yet?"
"Well no, not yet. But when he find them I'm pretty sure they'll be dead."
"Oh Dende, what have they done now?" Trunks cringed.
"I'm not really sure myself. I know that your Dad was soaking wet as the girls went to go play hide and seek from him out back of the house." She heard a heavy sigh from the other end.
"I'll be home soon. Just make sure Dad doesn't blow up the house before I get there."
"Oh don't worry about anything, I'm pretty sure your Dad will laugh this off when he find them."
"Angel, seriously he will kill them if they've pissed him off enough. I'll be there soon." Trunks hung up his cell phone and grabbed Goten.
"Bro we have to get going. The three amigos struck again and Dad is raving mad." Goten rolled his eyes.
"Damn them. Why do they always ruin a good night?"
"Because they can that's why, come on lets go before half the city is destroyed."

Vegeta had given up on finding them. He was now pacing the back yard cooling his temper before he went back in to the house.
'I don't need to blow up on that onna in there. She don't deserve my wraith.' He walked towards the glass door flaring his ki to dry himself as he notice Angel on the phone. She smiled and then hung up the phone and veered her eyes back to the TV. He watched from the shadows as she flipped channels, stretched her right arm above her head as she yawned. Angel settled back into the couch, the TV playing some old black and white movie. Vegeta wanted to see more then just the back of her head. But any view was better then none to him.

'Dende I'm still waiting for that answer from you. Do I have to come up to the look out to beat it out of you?' He thought to himself.
'Be patient Vegeta, all in due time will you know.' Dende's voice sounded in his mind.
'I have no time for this waiting game, I demand that you tell me now.'
'Vegeta, you will get no answers from me; a greater force is at work here then me. You will know all when the time comes.' With that Dende withdrew from Vegeta's mind.
"Damn that little green bean, thinking he can keep secrets from the Prince of all Saiyans" he hissed out loud.

The approach of two ki's caught Vegeta's attention for the moment as he glanced up and saw his son and Goten coming in for a landing.
"Great, now all the Brats are here."
"Hi to you too Dad." Trunks said shrugging off his jacket.
"Go find your sister and the other two brats before I do. I warned them not to mess with me." Goten smirked.
"Are you sure they're out here? I don't even sense their ki around here." Goten asked.
"You think I'm a baka like your father brat? I know they are out here, they just learned how to suppress their ki so I couldn't find them and blast them into the next dimension."
"Good to know Panny learned something useful from training." Goten said under his breath.
"What did you say Brat?" Vegeta hissed in Goten's face.
"Ummm, nothing at all."
"That's what I thought. Keep it that way." Vegeta snorted.
"Come on Goten, let's go find them. Maybe they'll come out if they know we're back." Trunks sighed walking towards the woods. Goten staggered behind him not wanting to go, but had to.

Angel had fallen into blissful sleep by the time Vegeta entered the house again. He cocked his head to the side noticing the way she was sleeping. It looked almost too uncomfortable for anyone to sleep the way she was doing it. The corner of his mouth curled upwards into a smile as he watched her. He slowly bent down inspecting her face, wanting to brush a finger across her cheek to feel how soft her skin was. She stirred a little, moving her head to the side and bringing her arm across her chest. She mumbled something under her breath and turned her head again. Vegeta scowled at her.
"Little one, you need to sleep in your own bed." Vegeta whispered in her ear.
"Just a little more sleep mama, I promise I won't be late.." Angel's voice trailed off.
'So the onna talks in her sleep.' Vegeta smirked. He remembered on the rare occasion that his Bulma use to do the same.
"Miss Mitchell, where is my reports?" Vegeta was amused playing this little game.
"Right away Mr. Briefs. Ellen from the US offices needs these blueprints." A smirk crossed his face as he watches her furrow her brow like she was thinking hard about something. He immediately stood upright when he heard his son and Kakarott's brat coming towards the house.

"Dad I can't find them anywhere. You sure you didn't blast them into the next dimension?"
Vegeta 'Hmpft' and stared at them for a minute before he turned back to Angel, picking her up gently and taking her to her room upstairs. He laid her down in the middle of the bed, carefully took off her shoes and tossed them to the floor at the end of the bed. He brought the blankets up around her shoulders.
"Goodnight little one." Vegeta whispered and brushed the backs of his fingers down one cheek. He turned to leave and was half way to the door when he heard her reply.
"Goodnight Vegeta-Chan." He turned to see that she was still asleep with great relief.
'Now to find those three brats' He scowled heading back down the stairs.

Trunks and Goten were still standing near the door talking when Vegeta came back down the stairs.
"Lets go Brats before I blast you two for being lazy." Trunks and Goten both rolled their eyes following Vegeta out the door to look for the girls.

"Who are you?" Bra asked the person that was behind them. He came closer to them and with a quiet voice answered them.
"Do not be afraid young ones. I'm here to talk to Vegeta about someone that is very important."
"About Angela? "Pan asked keeping her eyes on him.
"Yes, she is a very important person here on earth. You will find out all about her when I talk with Vegeta. Now please, lets go and talk with him." The girls nodded and lead the way out of the dark woods towards CC.

"What the hell does that Green Bean want?" Vegeta muttered under his breath as he sensed Piccolo's ki speeding rapidly towards his home. He turned around to see him land a few yards behind him and crossed his arms. Piccolo's cape slowly whisking around in the slight breeze.
"Where is he?" Piccolo's voice boomed.
"Where is who? What are you talking about Piccolo?" Trunks asked walking up beside his Dad.
"You can't sense him?"
"What the HFIL are you talking about Namek? I'm looking for three brats that ran off from me." Vegeta huffed. Piccolo closed his eyes for a minute then spoke.
"No need to worry, the girls are safe with him. They are afraid to come home."
"As they should be! They should know better then make a fool of the Prince of all Saiyans." Trunks and Goten were behind Vegeta mouthing his words as he spoke.
"And who are you talking about 'him' 'he' who is it?" Piccolo sneered at Vegeta at his questions.
"Have you totally lost your head Vegeta? I'm telling you right now that you have the attention span of an infant. You should know who exactly I'm talking about." The anger flashed in Vegeta's eyes as Piccolo's insult hit him.
"I do not know what you are talking about. I can't sense anyone else's ki besides the ones standing here."

"Ah Vegeta, after many years. It's good to see you again." A voice said behind them. A crooked smile formed on the man's lips.

Uh oh. Who's here to see Veggie…and why is Angel a V.I.P.??? All in due time…..