Chapter: Vegeta-between pride and love part2

Dispute # 1
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The ringing of a phone had ripped Vegeta out of his thoughts. He heard someone step to the phone and steal the receiver and spoke. Shortly afterwards the phone hung up and the customer left. It was Bulma, she stepped into the garden and pulled a box from the inside of her smock. She opened it and threw away one of the small capsules that were inside. The capsule opened and a flying object designed by it jumped out. With a smile on her face, she got in and steered the glider towards the city limits. Vegeta had watched everything, in a rage he swung himself onto the railing to stay there. "Great, and where can I get something to munch on without this fury?" reluctantly he closed his eyes crossed his legs and began to doze. Approx.! Hours of waiting passed and the glider touched down roughly in the courtyard of the C.C. Vegeta woke up from his half-sleep to observe the situation. After the glider had landed like a raudi in the courtyard, the flap opened roughly and a destroyed Bulma stormed out.She left the glider as it was. With a tearful face and glassy tears, she slammed the door of the C.C. to. Vegeta made a puzzled face. > How crazy you have to be ...! "Vegeta got up from the uncomfortable position and slowly stepped into the CC with his arms crossed in front of his chest. His thoughts and dreams hurt the prince too much, so Bulma came as a victim to torment. The blue-haired beauty lingered on the floor of her workshop Her ingenious inventions. She crouched in a corner, her legs drawn up and cried in her lap. Her sobbing could be heard all over the house. So Vegeta had an easy time of it, with an almost happy face he strolled through the corridors of the CC to the workshop, rumbling roughly he to the door and unintentionally unhinge it. Bulma startled up and watched as Vegeta examined the door for a moment and then threw it into a corner full of inventions, which were then destroyed.Vegeta put his hands on her hips and walked up to Bulma with a scowl. > Get out of here you bum, I want to be alone! <uttered her frightened voice. Vegeta, naturally hurt in his pride, countered> Woman, shut up! I am a prince and I do not take any orders! <Bulma's grief mixed with anger> snout and out I said! <And a word or a premonition, Vegeta's hand darted to her throat, grabbed her and pulled her up and pressed her against the wall. A tremendous shock overwhelmed the mixture of grief and anger. Reflexively she reached for his hand to remove it from her neck, but as expected she had no chance. Vegeta brought his face to hers. She felt his hot breath on her skin. He smiled mercilessly, his eyes narrowed to slit. > one more word ... just one word and you are dead! <breathed his voice. Bulma trembled at her skin, which had become white due to lack of air, a shocked look came.Her previously wept tears dripped onto Vegeta's hand, he stared slightly disgusted. > what do you want? <Her voice sounded slightly broken. > Your absence made me hungry, make something to eat, but dalli! <When his anger ruled through the C.C. > it is 4 pm they are drinking tea! <Bulma's voice sounded slightly more confident. Vegeta tightened his grip, causing Bulma to start again. His look betrayed everything> woman! Didn't I make myself clear enough? Either you make me something to eat now or that was your last breath! <His voice grew lower and lower, but it didn't lose its sharpness. Bulma tried to back away, the wall prevented her. Vegeta loosened his grip and Bulma slipped under his arms. Reluctantly, she ran into the kitchen with her tears. With a jerk she opened the huge thing that Briefs called a refrigerator "cupboard", no, it really wasn't a cupboard anymore, more like a chamber. She stood in the doorway and threw food on the table to be prepared.Bulma seemed completely twisted she was no longer aware of her feelings. Should she be mad or sad? She was torn from her thoughts by a huge bang.
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