A/N –This chapter is one I decided to write for all
you people at ff.net who supported me! So I dedicate it to all the people who
have been following this fic from the very beginning!
Especially to those people who have reviewed each chapter…there are too many of
you to name (for once!) but you all know who you are! Just so you know I can
recognise all my TW regular readers now and I love reading each of your reviews
and getting your different takes on my fic!
I have to confess that I had to write myself into this
chapter…I’m not important…or funny…but I am a character! It isn’t hard to work
out who I am ^_^
@@@@@8D (Happy
Caterpillar again!)
Bulma sat at the bar and slowly drank down another of the
strange sparkly beverages that Vegeta now had her
hooked on. Vegeta himself was over at the bar ordering
more drinks.
“Hey there? This chair
empty?”
Bulma looked up at the red haired man who sat down across
from her in Vegeta’s seat and looked at him with
contempt, “As a matter of fact it is taken, so you’d better move!”
The man smiled sleazily and
tried to touch Bulma’s hand, “Oh come on baby, I’ve
seen the man you’re here with…that short little nobody.”
“That short little ‘nobody’
is Prince Vegeta, so unless you want to get your ass
kicked I’d suggest you move.” Bulma scowled, then a
slight smile crept over her face as she noticed that Vegeta
had noticed her plight and was now heading over this way wearing his
‘I’m-an-angry-saiyan-so-don’t-fuck-with-me’ look.
“Get out of my chair
weakling.” Vegeta grabbed the man by his collar and
lifted him clean out of the seat and hurled him to the floor,
“Hey dude…I didn’t mean to…”
The man tried to forestall his imminent beating, but Vegeta
wasn’t having any of it.
“Shut up fool!” Vegeta kicked him to the floor when the man tried to scrabble
to his feet, “How dare you try to hit on Prince Vegeta’s
woman! Are you stupid or just plain suicidal?” Vegeta’s
tone was getting angrier and angrier, sparred on by the mans contemptuous look.
“Oh come on…your not Prince Vegeta, Prince Vegeta was killed
on Namek, every idiot knows that!” The man avoided Vegeta as he climbed to his feet, “Besides, even if you
were Prince Vegeta, you don’t deserve a woman like
her!” The man threw back his head and laughed.
Vegeta was not impressed.
Not impressed at all.
Bulma winced as Vegeta’s fist
connected with the mans face with a sickening crunch, she winced again as the
man howled in pain and Vegeta roughly punched him in
the stomach and sent him flying across the room the hit the wall with a
shuddering jar.
Vegeta glared around the bar nastily, “Any body else want
to hit on my wife?”
There was silence.
“Didn’t think so.”
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Vegeta and Bulma walked through
the spaceport, glancing in windows and perusing the different stores at their
leisure.
“I can’t believe you
actually got into a brawl with another man over me.” Bulma
grinned with amusement, while Vegeta merely snorted,
“It wasn’t a real fight,
that weakling loser didn’t even hit back once.” He frowned at the memory and
began to mutter under his breath, “Idiot weakling doubting that I’m Prince Vegeta…”
“This one looks interesting,
lets go in!” Bulma cut Vegeta’s
mutters off and opened the store’s door and walked in, vegeta
shrugged and followed her.
The store clerk, a tall girl
with shiny black hair looked up at them, “Hi I’m Lena, welcome to weasel world,
how can I help you?”
“Were just looking thanks.” Vegeta growled under his breath as the shop keep pranced
closer and looked him up and down,
“Say, don’t I know you from
somewhere?”
“No.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Real sure?”
“Yes!” Vegeta
turned away from the annoying clerk and wandered over to where Bulma was watching some small weasels playing in a cage.
“Their so cute! How much are
they?” Bulma smiled at them.
Lena pranced closer,
avoiding the angry saiyan Prince, “Only 20 credits,
of course, since you’re so nice I can probably do you deal…how about 15
credits?”
Bulma looked at the cute little weasels and smiled again,
“I don’t know…where did these things come from any way?”
“Oh this little place called
Earth…they have the strangest animals there!” Lena tossed her black hair and
opened the cage, handing one of the weasels to Bulma
so she could hold it.
“What hideous little
creatures.” Vegeta muttered as he stared at them over
Bulma’s shoulder.
The little weasels turned
and looked at Vegeta as he said this, then before
Lena could close the door they all weaselled their way out of the cage and
leapt at Vegeta, fastening onto his arms and legs as
he shrieked and tried to batter them off. One weasel crawled into his hair and Vegeta shrieked louder, hopping up and down and shaking
himself in a bad attempt to dislodge the angry weasels.
Bulma couldn’t help but laugh as Vegeta
dropped to the floor and began to roll around in an unconscious parody of the
old fire rule ‘stop drop and roll.’
“Oh my.” Lena ran over to Vegeta and began pulling weasels off him.
Finally she pulled the last
one from his hair and Vegeta jumped to is feet,
giving a small shudder of revulsion as the yellow weasel in Lena’s arms hissed
at him, “Umm, perhaps you’d better go.” Lena ushered them towards the door,
“It’s funny…I’ve never seen them do that before.” She whispered to Bulma before closing the shop door behind them and
switching the sign from ‘open’ to ‘closed’.
Vegeta rubbed at the multiple weasel bites and glared at Bulma, “Next time I’m picking the shop we go into.”
“No way!” Bulma scoffed, “Knowing you we’d end up walking into some
sort of mad scientists shop and you’d be turned into some sort of strange half
fly half man creature…then I’d have to call you ‘Buzzeta’”
“That isn’t funny woman.” Vegeta glared at her.
“Hey it’s the truth! Your
just as bad at picking good shops as I am.” Bulma and
Vegeta slowly walked back to the docking bay where
the captain of the guards and his men were assembled outside.
“Ah, Prince Vegeta, your ship if fully stocked and we wish you a good
departure.” The captain and his men bowed as Vegeta
and Bulma walked up the ramp and shut the airlock
behind them.
Vegeta breathed a sigh of relief, “I can’t tell you how
glad I am to leaving.”
“Me either.” Bulma walked over to the controls and started the ship.
In a matter of minutes they
had pulled out of the docking bay and were continuing on their way home.
@--8------
Vegeta was watching Bulma wash
dishes when a strange thought struck him, “Hey Bulma?”
“Mmm?”
She glanced at him over her shoulder, “What’s up?”
“I’m just wondering…suppose
you went spelunking with some friends and the cave collapsed and you were stuck
in there with no way out…I was just wondering what would be going through your
mind?”
“That’s a weird question.” Bulma finished washing up and pulled her rubber gloves off,
“I guess ways of escaping would be running through my mind…what would you be
thinking?”
Vegeta smirked at Bulma, “I’d be
thinking that my friends are starting to look mighty tasty.”
“Vegeta!”
Bulma threw a dishcloth at him, “That’s horrible!”
Vegeta laughed and lunged at Bulma,
scooping her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom where he dropped
her on the bed and suddenly smirked, “Boy…is it getting hot in here or is it
just me?” He pulled off his armour and Bulma
snickered.
“Yeah…I’m feeling really
warm too…” She pulled off her dress and licked her bottom lip.
Vegeta raised at eyebrow and moved towards her, catching
her mouth in a passionate kiss…then they were interrupted by the last person
they ever thought to here from again…
“Hey guys…miss me?” Lucas
the incredibly good-looking elf appeared in front of them and began to laugh…
A/N – Just a short chapter! The next one will be
longer and it will have a lemon and Lucas will finally, absolutely be
destroyed…I just brought him back because you guys all love him! ^_^
By the way the next chapter is going to be the 2nd
last chapter…originally this one was but I had to write one last lemon, so the
next chapter will be the 2nd last instead!
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