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Fanfic: Die Frau, die Vegeta liebte(Teil3)

Chapter: The woman who loved Vegeta (part3)

Hello!!!!

Today with a delay my new part!

And again there are 2 clerks !!



@ trunksxx28:

And again you are the first, slowly becoming a habit !!!

I don't think it's bad.

Well, Najle has a few little things in common.

E.g. I always kick the guys out when I get bored.

Or do I have mood swings just like Najle, which you might notice in the stories.

And I'm a little fluid too. * devil grin *

And the thing that is in this part also suits me very well, as I also have a new hair color or hair length almost every week (or month).

And I'm crazy about guys ...



@VegetaW:

Thank you for your insightful picking.



So let's go ...



Oh, before I forget ... Trunks is in the story 17 and Bra 14 ... Just so you know.



Vegeta landed tired in front of the CC.
Trunks stood leaning against the frame of the front door and glared at his father.

"Where have you been?" Trunks asked, forcing himself to calm down.

"I don't see what that has to do with you." said Vegeta and walked past his son on the direct route to the kitchen.

"In case you're hungry," said his son, drawn out. "Unfortunately, Mum is away for a few days, so you have to make your own food for yourself."

Vegeta slowly turned around.

"And where has the woman gone again ???"

"I think she wanted to take a little vacation." said Trunks. "I'll be gone right away, to Son Goten and Bra is with a friend and stayed there."

"Nice." he said calmly.

Trunks stared at his father in surprise.

"So I have my peace." he said and turned and went up the stairs. "You can stay at Son Goten's if you want."

> What's that in the dangers? Trunks wondered.

Vegeta went into the bedroom and threw herself on the bed and fell asleep there.



Trunks was sitting on Son Goten's bed and he was looking at Trunks.

"So your father stayed away all night last night and came back this morning?"

"Guess." said Trunks. "Looked like he had run into a couple of cars and was tired until he couldn't. And above all, he was in a great mood. He didn't even complain that I wanted to see you." I'm supposed to sleep with you too ´ he said. "

“And what do you think me is him?”

"No idea." said Trunks. "What do you think ??"

"Either your father trained until he was proud of himself, or he ..."

"... has another one." Trunks completed the sentence. "Could be real, right?"

"And what are you up to??" asked Son Goten, although he already knew the answer.

"I'm not going to stay with you tonight, I'll go home again and we'll see if there's a new one.And if not, we'll see. "

"In other words, you want to spy on your father." said Son Goten.

"Yep." said Trunks.



Vegeta sat on the chair and looked through the window.

Najle was late.

After a few minutes she came over to the cafe and brushed her hair back from her face.

She now had red-blonde, shoulder-length hair that curled around her face and a half-length, French denim skirt and a tight blouse, the first two buttons of which were open.

On the whole she looked like a 20 year old.

He smiled slightly at her.

"I was amazed that you could get by with one hair color for so long." he said and got up.

"If you have the opportunity!" she said and Vegeta kissed her on the cheek.

They sat down and she brushed the curl off her face again, which kept falling on her face.

The waitress asked what you wanted and they ordered their drinks.

"A little exhausting, the hairstyle, isn't it?" asked Vegeta after the waitress left.

"Yes a little." said Najle and sighed.

In a few seconds the reddish-blonde, curly mane turned into straw-blonde, straight hair.

"Better right?" she asked with a laugh.

"You shouldn't have done that here." said Vegeta seriously. "It is not normal here for the hair color to change from one second to the next."

"Who will take care of my hair color?"

"That's right, with your other constitution, you probably pay more attention to it." said Vegeta.

"Thanks." she said, leaning back in the chair. "And what does Bulma say?"

The waitress came and brought them their drinks.

"What should she say?" asked Vegeta. "Firstly, she's gone and secondly, it's not her business who I'm meeting with."

Najle took a sip of her drink but didn't look at him.

"Ah." said Najle, casually. "But if you make out with someone, is that not their business?"

"What she doesn't know doesn't make her hot." said Vegeta. "But the question is whether your sweetie likes it."

Najle looked from her glass and frowned.

"Who are you talking about?" Najle asked calmly, but you could tell that she was startled.

Najle played around with her long rose-shaped earrings, which was usually a sign of weakness or boredom.

"Big guy, black hair and muscular. A man that you really love." said Vegeta and shrugged. "I'm not stupid. I can tell when I'm being watched."

Najle laughed and shook his head.

"I don't have it with him anyway, not what's important to you. He's more like a subordinate."

"Nice to know." said Vegeta. "But please tell him that he can stop spying on me."

"I'll tell him if I don't forget." said Najle and got up again. "Will you show me a little bit of the city?"

"If you have to." said Vegeta and got up too.



Najle and Vegeta arrived in front of the CC that evening.

"Are you coming with me?" asked Vegeta.

Najle looked at him with a smile.

"Do you want to show me your house too?" she asked calmly. "Or just your bed?"

"We will see." said Vegeta with a grin.

She shrugged and went into the CC with him.



In the morning Najle went to the kitchen of the CC.

She was only wearing one of Vegeta's shirts.

She rummaged through the cupboards a little.

Behind her someone came into the kitchen and she turned around.

A purple haired young man stood in front of her.

She went up to him.

"Good Morning." she said with a smile. "You have to be Trunks."

"And you?" Trunks asked, a little confused by the fact that I was looking at a naked girl.

"Najle. I'm a good friend of your father's."

She turned around again and started working on the coffee machine.

"How do you know him?" Trunks asked and stood next to Najle and helped her.

"Let's put it that way. We had something." said Najle, suddenly becoming serious. "A lot."

Trunks looked at Najle in surprise.



----Sequel follows----
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