So, here is part No. 3, and before I forget it, I have uploaded the next pages from Dragonball E.O.T. I would be happy if you read them and write me a commi.

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Marenzi: Yeah, I don't like Yamcha that much either.

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Chapter 3: Was She Really Happy With Yamcha?


So the prince went to the upper part of the house and went into the bathroom. To his amazement, he heard the splash of water, but that didn't stop him from going inside. He slipped his combat suit from his body and took off his boxer shorts. (oh, I'd love to be there now! O.O) At that moment Yamcha came out of the shower and was frightened, he really hadn't expected Vegeta. For some inevitable reason, this person began looking the Saiya-Jin up and down."Hey, what are you staring at?"
"I ... uh ..."
"I always knew you were gay, but I'm sorry ... I'm straight and I wouldn't do anything with an underexposed primate like you."
"Grrrr ...."
Yamcha wanted to attack Vegeta, but thought it over suddenly and left the bathroom. Vegeta locked the door and got into the shower.
"Bah, that's a disgusting temperature ... suits those warm showerers!"
So he set the temperature to almost boiling and washed himself.

Meanwhile, Bulma was standing in the kitchen preparing the food. There should be warm noodles, she hoped he would like it. Just as she was finishing, the prince came down the stairs proud, lofty and smelling good. Without paying much attention to her, he sat down at the table and waited. She put a bowl in front of his nose, which he watched skeptically at first.
"Woman, what is that?"
"This is noodles and I'll just tell you one more time ... MY NAME IS BULMA!B-U-L-M-A !!! "
"Yes, yes and now be quiet, I want to eat in peace."
The pretty young woman grumpily picked up a bowl and sat down.
// "What is this guy thinking about?" //
She was about to put something in her mouth when ...
"Woman, do you have anything else?"
"Uh, of course ..."
Bulma got up, added something to the bowl and put it in front of his nose.
Again he shoveled everything into himself.
"You seem to really like it."
Vegeta looked up for a moment, but then continued to eat happily.

Late in the evening Bulma went to her room, where Yamcha was already in bed. She cuddled up to him very lovingly and tenderly. She gently caressed his chest, kissed his neck.
"You Bulma, I'm too tired today ... maybe another time."
"What, why is that?"
"Because I already trained extensively today."
"Great..."
Angry, Bulma turned to the side and waited for Yamcha to apologize to her at any moment and did what she said, otherwise it was always like that.But this time it was different, this time Yamcha turned sideways.

When Vegeta woke up in the morning, he could already hear his "roommates" arguing, which was getting on his nerves again. He carried himself heavily out of bed into the bathroom and changed. After he finished, he went down the stairs and there they, Bulma and Yamcha, stood yelling at each other.
"If you have a problem with me, feel free to tell me."
"Pah, you go up in the air with every little bit!"
"That's not true at all!"
"It probably was."
"Then prove it to me, tell me what your problem is with me and we'll see if I blow up."
"Well, I hate your bitchy manner, you've been pissing me off for a while!"
"Ah, and you ... you can get me, Yamcha!"
"Well!"
"Well!"
So the two brawlers parted and indulged their own thoughts while Vegeta took his breakfast from the fridge.
// "Earthlings" //One flick, two somersaults and then landing safely back on earth, yes, Vegeta trained very hard to achieve his goals. No doubt he was strong, proud, brave, ambitious, and stubborn. Why, why couldn't he, the greatest of all Saiya-Jins, become a Super-Saiya-Jin? This question tormented Vegeta to the margin. Why only?
// "I will not give up. You will see Kakarott ... I am superior to you and I will prove it to you." //

Meanwhile, Bulma sat on the couch and thought. Was she really happy with Yamcha? Or had they grown apart by now. Certainly there were still feelings, but were they still enough for a relationship? Questions after questions ... No, there was no doubt, she still wanted to be with Yamcha, maybe he was right? She would work harder from now on, yes ...

Vegeta had planned to train for a few days. He was obsessed with the idea of ​​defeating Kakarott by becoming a Super Saiya Jin, that he had already forgotten everything around him.In the evening Bulma had prepared a festive dinner to show her Yamcha how much she still loved him. But not only he should be part of the meal, but also your guest from another planet. So she finally went to her father's workshop and switched on the monitor.

The monitor was also switched on in the GR, but Vegeta was not really distracted.
"Hey Vegeta, the meal is ready."
"Can't you see that I'm training?"
"Yes, but you must be hungry!"
"NO DAMN !!! AND NOW JUST LEAVE ME ALONE !!!"
"YES GOOD, MY DEAR PRINCE!"
// "Why is he always so rude to me?" //

Sequel follows...