Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's New Love ❯ Vegeta! Stop your killing him ( Chapter 13 )

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Vegeta was sitting on the couch when the girls came rushing in and running up the stairs to Bra's room with out giving him a second glance. 'What are those brats up to now? They better not wake the onna up or I'm going to lock them in that damn gravity room.' He closed his eyes again, about nodding off when Trunks and Goten arrived. Trunks slammed the door, and stomped off into the kitchen. The sound of the door slamming jolted Vegeta back to reality in a pissy mood.

"Brat!"
"What the hell do you want Dad?" Trunks snapped back. Vegeta flew off the couch and into the kitchen, picked Trunks up by the neck and slammed him to the wall.
"What the hell is your problem? Did you forget where you are and who I am?" Vegeta growled tightening his grip.
"No, I didn't forget oh mighty prince." Trunks hissed out.
"Let him go, you're going to kill him." Goten finally jumped in to rescue his life long best friend.
"Back off brat, this isn't of your concern." Vegeta pushed Goten back with his free hand and sent him flying into the kitchen counter, cracking the counter almost in half. Angel heard the front door slam shut and decided she better investigate what all the shuffling was about. She could hear Goten shouting at Vegeta to stop. She got to the bottom of the stairs when she heard the girls coming down the stairs in a mad dash to see what was going on as well. Pan and Bra ran ahead and slammed themselves against the kitchen door sending them tumbling in.
"Daddy!" Bra screamed when she saw her brother pinned to the wall. His lips were turning blue from the lack of oxygen, and close to losing consciousness. Vegeta didn't even hear his daughter shouting at him. He was caught up with the disrespect Trunks had given to him. Angel came in thru the door and screamed Vegeta's name.

"Vegeta! Stop your killing him!" Angel ran and yanked on his arm trying to pry it free Trunks from his grasp. Angel's nails dug into his arm tearing the flesh as she pulled as hard as she could. This didn't even faze him one bit as he still had the murderous look on his face.
"Guys help me please." Angel plead to Goten and the girls. 'Dende give me strength!' Angel silently prayed as she started to pull on Vegeta's arm again. Trunks' head finally went limp, his head falling on to his shoulder. Angel was shaking with adrenalin, knowing she had to do something. She let go of Vegeta's arm and backed up to get some speed. She ran forward and tried to shoulder tackle, not even budging the Prince but sent her sprawling on the floor.
"Angel!" Marron shrieked running to help her up. The sound of Angel's name being screamed snapped Vegeta out of his rage. He loosened his grip and let Trunks' body slide down the wall then turned to find Angel. He silently cursed himself and clenched his fists when he saw Marron helping the onna up.
"Onna, are you ok?" He asked gruffly checking her over. Angel's anger was bubbling. She stepped over in front of Vegeta and smacked him hard across the face.
"Bastard! Trying to kill your own son!" She huffed out of the kitchen and up the stairs leaving Vegeta stunned. She got up to her room and started to shake. Her hand stung from the force she used to slap Vegeta with.
"Men, who needs them."

A month and a half had slipped by without a single incident. Vegeta and Angel did not speak or stay in the same room longer then a minute together. Vegeta could be found in the gravity room training himself to the breaking point and beyond each and every day. Angel continued to work at the office late into the night, not returning home until midnight each night. The girls had settled down trying not to make things worse with any of their practical jokes. School would be starting soon and the house would be quiet once again. Vegeta couldn't wait for the peace and quiet. But something else was bothering him. Angel.

'Why does she hate me so? She works all day and all night, won't talk to me, hell won't even stay in a room I'm in at all. This can't be good on her in her condition. I just want to hold her once again in my arms.' He thought as he threw another ki blast against the wall watching it bounce around before it totally destroyed a training bot.
'Only time I get to see that beautiful onna is when she's asleep. I hope she doesn't know I sit in the shadows and watch her in not so peaceful sleep each night. She's driving me mad! I can't take this any more! I have to forget about that baka onna. I have no need for these petty emotions I feel for her. Damn her straight to hell for stealing my heart!'

Angel on the other hand was taking things harder then Vegeta was. She had no one; she was almost six months pregnant with no one to help her. She was working as much as she could to get enough money to leave CC. She couldn't stay with them any longer. She loved the girls to death, Trunks was a great friend and boss. But then there was Vegeta. Strong, arrogant, egotistical, proud, and she fell head over feet in love with him. She made up her mind the day that Vegeta almost killed Trunks in the kitchen that she shouldn't love that man. But some unnamed force drew her to him. She wanted to be with him, but she pushed herself away from everyone else besides Bra. She was her surrogate mother. Bra would bring her lunch and dinner to the office everyday and sit and chat with her for hours.

"Bra, come here and feel this!" Angel exclaimed rubbing a warm hand over her expanding tummy. Bra's eyes became huge as she felt the baby squirming and kicking inside of the safe womb of Angel.
"She's going to be a fighter!" Bra said with a giggle.
"You're telling me. I can't imagine what this is going to feel like in a few more months." She said with a slight laugh in her voice.
"What are you going to name her? I bet it's going to be pretty like your name."
"Well, I haven't given to many thoughts on it. But I've always liked the name Marissa for some reason." Angel gave a shrug.
"I think that's a pretty name." Bra smiled and repeated the name in her head 'Marissa'. She liked the sound of that. Angel smiled and picked at her dinner that Bra had brought her.
"Not hungry?"
"Naaa, not really. Just have a lot of stuff on my mind lately."
"I can tell, you don't look like you've been sleeping well either. I think you are working to hard." Angel sighed. She knew that Bra was right. She was working to hard.
"Yea, I suppose that I have been." She said placing a weary hand to her head.
"Come on, come home early for a change. We can watch movies or something." Bra grabbed Angel's hand dragging her up from her chair. Angel turned off her office light and followed her back to the house. They were half way across the back yard when Angel saw Vegeta sitting near the pool gazing at the night sky. She stopped to watch him and stole a few glances to the sky to see what he was looking for. Bra noticed that Angel wasn't following her and turned to find her. She watched for a minute before getting a smile and ran into the house. She grabbed her radio and positioned it on the balcony on the second floor and ran to the phone.

"Hello, Star 105 requests lines." A woman's voice answered. Bra's grin became bigger.
"Hi, yes...I'd like to make a special request. I heard a song a few months back and I forgot who sings it. About being the one man..Ummm Be the one! That's it"
"Ahh, yes Be the one by Poison. Very nice song. Any dedication for this young lady?"
"Yea, send it out to Angel from The Prince for me please!"
"I'll have it right on for you. Thanks for calling." Bra hung up the phone and went racing back to the balcony. She put her headphones on and listen until the commercials had ended then she cranked the volume and unplugged the headphones.

"This special request came in just a minute ago from someone special this song goes out to Angel, from the Prince" The woman's voice said and then the song started. The announcement of the names caught both Vegeta and Angel by surprise. Both glanced up to the balcony finding no one there but the radio playing a song. Vegeta turned and saw Angel not far away from him looking at the balcony in confusion as well. She brought her gaze back down and back to Vegeta who was still looking at her. They said no words, but were silent listening to the song together. Vegeta recognized the song from Bra playing several times from her room. Angel watched his expression, it seemed to lighten and the scowl replaced by a smirk. As the words stuck in her head she brought a shaky hand to her face. The tears were about to fall from her violet eyes. He noticed and got up gracefully and walked slowly to her. The words hit her like a ton of bricks. She forced her head down; she couldn't let him see her cry. A hand touched her shoulder softly sending shivers down her spine. She knew the touch, she wanted that touch.

"Let me be the one?" His voice pierced the night air. She nodded her head and wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing into his chest. He gently put his arms around he waist, stroking her hair in comfort.
"Shhh, Onna there is no need for tears. Your Prince is here, shhhh." He whispered into her ear. Slowly he moved his hand up her back and thru her hair, missing the feeling of holding someone he loved with all his soul. She wept still, but not tears of sadness, but of joy. She was finally in his muscular arms and she didn't want them to let her go, ever. Vegeta wanted to take her right there and then, but knew there was an audience of one on the balcony overhead. He looked up and saw Bra with a huge smile plastered to her face. Her arms folded on the balcony rail with her chin resting on her hands. Vegeta grinned at her. 'So that's what the Princess and the others were up to.' Bra got up and gave her Daddy a small wave and disappeared back into the house. Vegeta looked down and notice that Angel had stopped crying, but her face still buried in his chest.
"Come now Onna, it's too chilly out here for you." He escorted her back into the house and up the stairs.

Bra sat on her bed smiling cause she knew she had done both of them a favor. She had gotten them together in the same area for more then a few minutes, and the touching embrace put her over the edge of happiness. She heard them pass by her door and heard her Daddy's bedroom door open and close softly. Bra took the hint and packed her backpack and called Pan's house.
"Hello?"
"Panny, it's me. Look can someone come pick me up. I need a place to stay for the night."
"What's going on? Did you and your Dad get into a fight or something?"
"No, everything is just peachy here. I just want to give him and Angel some room tonight that's all."
"It worked?"
"You better believe it did." Bra said excitedly.
"Oh Dende you are good. I'll have Daddy come get you. See you in a few minutes." Pan hung up the phone and called out to Gohan to go pick up her best friend.

Up on the Lookout Dende was watching over everything.
"It's about time they both gave into each other. Any longer and it would of killed them both." Dende said with a smile walking back to his room.

"Vegeta?"
"What onna?"
"I love you, I fell in love with you that day we met."
"Ditto onna, Ditto."

Whoa, too many emotions for the Prince to over come. Bra the matchmaker was doing well. She should open up one of those matchmaker date places.
Next chapter is going to be lemony...