Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's New Love ❯ Vegeta is going to have a coronary ( Chapter 17 )

I don't own DBZ...don't sue me plz!! Slight lemon alert for this chapter.

"What the hell do you want Kakarott?" Vegeta asked angrily in his kitchen.
"What the hell were you thinking Vegeta?"
"What are you talking about you baka? Can't you see I'm busy here and I don't have time for idol chitchat from you?" He hissed under his breath turning back to his Saiyan sized snack.
"Angel is at my house right now. Can't believe you did that to her."
"What me and my mate do is my business, none of yours to be concerned about." Vegeta spat coldly.
"I'm making it my business now." Goku growled, his eyes changing color briefly.
"Get the hell out of my house you baka." Vegeta got into Goku's face and gave him a shove sending him thru the kitchen door. Goku got up quickly and charged at the Prince full force sending him crashing thru the kitchen table.
"That's it! You're asking for it now!" Vegeta started to charge a ki blast in his right hand. Goku started to power up making the house shutter on its foundation.
"NO! Goku! Daddy! Stop now!" Bra screamed running down the stairs.

"What the hell is that?" Trunks jolted up from his chair with the sudden flare of ki coming from his house. Recognizing the ki signatures he raced from the office to find out what the Dende's green earth was going on. He hit the door and sped to the house hearing Bra screaming at the two fighters to stop. The kitchen was totally destroyed; both Goku and Vegeta locked together trying to over power the other.

"Dad! Goku!" Trunks yelled trying to separate them both, both neither of them budging. Goku gave Vegeta a shove backwards sending him thru a wall and out on the grass. Trunks took the opportunity to step in front of Goku before he could continue his assault.
"What the fuck is going on?" Trunks yelled pushing against Goku's chest trying to keep him from advancing on his Dad.
"Should see what he did to Angel." Goku spat out trying to push pass Trunks.
"What? What did he do to her?" Trunks asked looking over to his Dad wiping the blood from his lip with the back of his hand.
"Baka! I didn't do anything to her!" Vegeta stated getting back up on his feet.
"Then tell me why her face looks rearranged then?" Goku's ki flared again. Vegeta's eyes widen in shock.
"Kakarott! I did nothing of the sort. Even though we argued this morning I would never touch her!"
"Then why did she come to my house trying to hide her face? I mentioned your name and she tensed up?"
"I don't know why! I've been here training all day. I haven't seen her since she came home to drop off my food."
"Ryo." Trunks breathed out heavily. Vegeta and Goku turned and looked at Trunks. Vegeta's blood started to race cold. He had made a promise to Angel that Ryo would never, ever touch her again and he had failed miserably.
"Fuck!" Vegeta shouted raking his hands thru his hair before taking off into the air.

"Chi Chi I'm fine, now stop messing with my face." Angel sighed trying to brush Chi Chi's hand away to leave her face alone.
"You are not fine! I bet you can't even see out of that eye."
"If you would stop poking at it I could." Angel winced at Chi Chi's hands back on her face.
"Here Grandma." Pan handed Chi Chi another ice pack and a wet washcloth.
"Thanks Panny. Why don't you and Marron go out and play. Angel will be fine when I get done." Angel cringed. If she had her way she would of left twenty minutes ago. She was getting upset cause Goku wasn't back yet, she feared the worse. He was pounding Vegeta to death over nothing that was his fault. Pan and Marron both hesitated for a minute before leaving the house.
"Now, are you sure he didn't do anything else to you?" Chi Chi asked wiping her hands on her apron.
"He just hit me in the face. I hit a wall before I hit the floor. That's all."
"Lets see." Angel sighed and undone the straps on her bibs, pulling on the over sized shirt to un tuck it. Right above her bra line was some bruising from the wall.
"Vegeta is going to have a coronary over this." Chi Chi said giving the bruises a poke before Angel cried out in pain.
"He doesn't need to know about this. He's such a Baka anyways. He was being an ass this morning."
"Well that baka is your husband and life long mate now. And since when isn't he an ass?"
"You're right. I should probably get home and make sure I still have a home left to live in."
"You're not leaving, not in this condition. I'm surprised you made it over here. I still say you can't see out of that eye at all. Just look at it, its all blood shot and ugly looking."
"I told you I was fine. I made it from the mall to the house just fine and I made it here in one piece. I'll just put my sunglasses back on so no one will have to look at it if it's so ugly and repulsive. I think I should really get going. I bet Bra is scared to death right now if there is fighting going on at the house. And I don't need her worrying about anything."
"Angel, I still say you should stay here until Goku comes back. I don't want you driving like that."
"Argh, I'm fine!" She huffed as she jingled the keys in her hand.

"I'm taking you home Onna." Vegeta's voice pierced the air in the room. Angel whipped her head around to see Vegeta leaning up against the door jam; his arms crossed staring at her. His clothes were torn from battle, face scrapped up with some dried blood at the corner of his scowling lips. Angel gave a nod to him trying to get to her feet. He walked over to her taking her by the arm gently pulling her to her feet. Then he saw the angry swollen bruise on her cheek, her left eye black and blue almost to the point of being swollen shut. He grit his teeth as he stared at her face. He couldn't believe she didn't say anything to him when she was home. He cupped her right cheek turning her head to get a better look at her face, his anger reaching new heights with every centimeter that was covered with an ugly bruise. Angel grimaced in pain as he traced a finger over it; he was in a state of disbelief.
"He's dead!" Vegeta said in a vengeful whisper. A tear slipped down her cheek onto his fingers, finding it's way down her face to the front of her shirt. He brushed the moisture away with a careful finger.

"Here, she's going to need this." Chi Chi said handing Vegeta the ice pack. He placed it on her cheek and brought her hand up for her to hold it in place.
"I now know why Kakarott wanted me dead." He said under his breath as Goku entered the house followed by Pan and Marron.
"I tried to stop him, really I did." Angel stated, her voice cracking slightly. Goku frowned, he'd wished he heard her telling him to stop before this became something it wasn't meant to be.
"I'm sorry Vegeta. I just assumed.." Goku's voice trailed off.
"Don't assume anymore. I would have thought your baka brain would have told you that I would do nothing of the sort to this Onna."
"Vegeta, that's enough. He was angry, he didn't get all the facts, just let it drop please." Angel said turning her face to look him in the eyes.
"And you think I'm not angry at this baka for coming into my house trying to kick my ass for something I didn't do?"
"I didn't say that. I just want you to stop. Please?"
"Hmpft. Very well. Next time Kakarott I will smash you like a bug if you assume anything about me again."

Angel walked away from Vegeta, going towards the door, clumsily reaching for her things on the table. She put her sunglasses back on her face and picked up both Pan's and Marron's over night bags and started for the door.
"Come on girls, I bet Bra is waiting for you." She said softly grabbing their attention. They followed Angel out to the car and climbed into the back seat. Vegeta stood at the front door watching her get in and start the car. She glanced up to him, her face showing hurt and pain.

'You going to stand there all day, or are you coming with us?' Angel thought, she was startled when he answered her back.
'And why would you think I would want to stay here with that harpy and baka any longer?' Her jaw hung slack for a second. He never spoke to her in this fashion before. She had no clue there was telepathic communication for bonded mates. She gave him a confused look for a moment.
'Onna, there is a lot you do not understand about Saiyans. I can hear your thoughts, feel your pain, and know where you're at, at all times.' He started walking towards the car keeping his eyes on her fully.
'Then why didn't you know about what happened?' She asked as he entered the car crossing his arms and looking straight ahead. She pulled the car into gear and started off down the road still waiting for an answer to her question.

"Well?"
"Well what Onna?" He looked over to her out of the corner of his eyes.
"You didn't answer my question." She looked to him, the sun bouncing off the dark lenses of the glasses she wore.
'Baka! I knew where you were at. I just blocked your thoughts off to me. You can do the same to me.'
'Meaning exactly what? You're confusing me.'
'Why doesn't that surprise me any? I'm only going to say this once. You can hear my thoughts, and I can hear yours. I can block my thoughts from you as you can do the same to me. You can feel my pain as I can to you. I have blocked your thoughts and pain so it will not interfere with my training. Why did you think I came in from training that night we bonded to find you in the kitchen in pain?' Angel shook her head keeping her eyes on the road.
'If I block it from my mind I will not have to stop every time you want to yell at me or break a nail.' She frowned at his words.
'I don't yell at you.' There was just silence. He said nothing back to her. She was getting aggravated at him now. She took her eyes off the road and looked at him coldly for a second before turning her head back. He smirked knowing she was still talking to him but he was blocking her. Two faces appeared between the seats smiling at Vegeta and Angel.
"Why are you brats everywhere I go?"

Trunks was cleaning up the disaster that killed the kitchen with Bra's help when he heard his car pull into the driveway. He stepped out of the giant hole in the kitchen wall to see the girls barreling past him to talk to Bra and his Dad helping Angel out of the driver side.
"What are you staring at?" He gruffed to Trunks.
"Oh, nothing at all. I thought you'd might want to help clean this mess up that Goku and you made earlier."
"That damn baka should be over here cleaning it up! He comes into my home and accuses me of hitting my Onna."
"I think I'm going to legally change my name from Angela to Onna I swear." Angel waddled past them to inspect the damage.
"Damn it, how am I going to cook anything?" She said kicking some debris out of the way and taking off her sunglasses to see everything.
"Oh Dende Angel your face." Trunks said walking over to her. Vegeta gave him a warning growl that he was too close to his mate. Angel shot him a glace getting him to stop his threat to his son.
"It was Ryo wasn't it?" She nodded and quickly turned away, not wanting to see the look on Trunks or her mates' faces.
"I told you months ago that he should have been killed." Trunks yelled at his Dad, kicking a broken chair out of his way.
"I'm telling you right now Brat, that this in none of your concern. I will take care of that son of a bitch myself."
"Then do it before he kills her!" Trunks yelled stomping off out of the once kitchen, now turned battlefield. His words rung in Vegeta's ears over and over. He had a point, a very good one at that. The girls all peeked around the doorframe at Vegeta and Angel, wondering what in the world happened. Vegeta noticed them trying to stay out of his way and he smirk.
"Go play or something." He shooed them away with a sweep of his hand before he made his way to Angel's side. The girls quickly disappeared from sight as they ran up the stairs.

Angel stood rubbing her tummy, her mind still in disbelief of the events of the day.
"Onna, go rest." He breathed into her ear. She closed her eyes and nodded softly. It wasn't until then that Vegeta could smell Ryo's faint scent on her. The perfect smell of roses that he loved on her was tainted with the foul human smell of her ex mate. She took a few steps forwards towards the door when Vegeta put his hand on her shoulder.
"Might I suggest a bath and a change of clothes?" Angel looked at him questioning his motives.
"I can smell that baka on you." He growled. She was about to ask how he could but thought she should just keep her mouth shut on that one. She slowly made her way up the stairs to the room Vegeta and her shared stripping off her clothes in to a pile by the bathroom door. She studied her refection in the mirror for a few minutes, thinking how terrible she looked.

'Dende, what I must look like to Vegeta. Major turn off.' She frowned at her thoughts as she turned the shower on and slowly slipped in to scrub her body of the smell Vegeta spoke about. She scrubbed her body red, and washed her hair three times with the rose scented shampoo she always used. The hot water did nothing for her face except make it sting more then it did. She climbed out and dried herself off quickly still hating the image of the woman that was supposed to be her in the mirror. She wrapped the towel around her and proceeded into the bedroom to find some comfortable clothes to rest in. The balcony door was wide open, Vegeta standing by the rail with the clothes she had just taken off.
"What are you doing?" She called from inside. She saw him toss the clothes into the air and blast them into dust with his ki.
"HEY! Those were my favorite bibs!" She exclaimed making her way out to him.
"Not any more Onna." She growled at him and spun on her heel to get dressed.
"Damn you!" She muttered under her breath as she found her panties and slipped them on.

Vegeta's arms came around her, his chin resting on the top of her head. She smiled thru the pain at his affection towards here. He nipped her neck as a purr erupted from his chest.
"I want you now." He groaned into her ear, his thickness stabbing into her backside. Her legs became like jello as those words were spoken. She brought her hand up to her face covering the bruises before she turned in his arms.
"Onna, what are you doing?"
"I don't want you to see this." She said with a slight tremble to her body's reaction to Vegeta being so close. He took her wrist in his hand and pulled her hand away, placing it on his cheek and kissing the palm.
"I broke a promise to you Little One. I have failed you." She shook her head at him; he needed to understand it wasn't his fault.
"You have never failed me. No promise broken. It's all my stupidity that's all..."Vegeta clamped his lips over hers before she could finish her train of thought.
"Onna, you'll always be a major turn on no matter what."
"How?"
"Didn't we just discuss this an hour ago?" She thought for a second before a smile crept across her lips. He laid her back on the bed, grinding his hips into hers.
"I guess that answers my question." She spoke, her voice cracking with a pleasurable moan. He tossed her panties aside and nestled between her thighs, his hardness teasing her. She gave a slight whimper when he stopped the teasing.
"Vegeta-Chan, please." Her eyes almost begging him to enter her, begging for him to release her ache for him. He grinned down on her capturing her lips in a passionate kiss again and sliding himself into her. They both gave a low moan as he sank into her wetness. Her arousal about sending him over the edge on entering. He regained his composure and brought her legs up to his shoulders giving him deeper access into her. He worked a way with a slow paced rhythm, working her up for her release, he lightly nipped at her breasts, dragging his hands slowly across every inch of flesh he could. Angel's hands dug into the bed sheets twisting them between her fingers, she was on the edge, when she screamed out his name. Vegeta didn't notice the pitch of the scream, only his name rolling off her tongue in her musical voice. The after shocks of her orgasm swept thru her body, her breathing deepened by the exertion. Vegeta made one last thrust into her growling her name loudly. His body shook before he collapsed beside her on the bed pulling her with him.

"See what you do to me Little One? I can't keep away from you no matter what." He said with a pant in his voice. She looked at him and smiled before giving him a giggle.
"Should I just change my whole name legally to Onna Little One?" He studied her face for a moment with deep thoughts.
"You already have a name, why change it? You are Angel, Princess of all Saiyans. My Angel of Mercy." A smile formed on his lips as he saw her reaction to her name being said.
"Now to take care of that nasty bruise. It's making you hideously ugly." He crawled out of bed going to a dresser drawer for a senzu bean. He picked up a small white pouch and tipped it over. He growled when nothing came out. He slipped on his training suit along with his armor and looked down on Angel once again.
"Where are you going?" She whispered as sleep tried to claim her.
"Shhh, I have to go to Korin's tower for something to make you better. I'll be back shortly." His lips brushed her forehead.

'Finally get my chance to scare the hell out of that ass Yajirobe, fricken little fat ass.' He took one more last look at Angel before taking off from the balcony.

Three pairs of eyes spied thru the cracked bedroom door. Pan sighed and sat back down on the carpet on the other side of the door.
"What's the matter?" Bra asked sitting down next to her.
"No double fudge brownies tonight." Pan sighed again.


Oh no it's the end of the world as we know it without fudge brownies!!