This is my 1st fanfic now and I'll just give it a try. It would be nice if I got some komis !!


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As every day, Bulma got up at 6:00 am to prepare breakfast for Vegeta. She was tired of it, but did she have another choice? He could destroy her with the snap of a finger and he had threatened her several times before. She could still remember how she had overslept once and Vegeta stormed into her room without knocking to wake her up. He blew in with the door and rudely tore the blanket off her body and began to scream before Bulma opened her eyes!

So she got up straight away, washed, and then got dressed. Immediately afterwards she began to cook the most delicious dishes for about 20 people. Saiyajins were hungry more than normal people and they felt it every day. She wanted to get everything ready quickly to continue tinkering with one of her new inventions when she heard someone coming down the stairs.When Vegeta came in at the door, he had the same grumpy face he had every morning. , Bulma said to be a little friendly, but Vegeta only heard . She was about to start again to scold when Vegeta grabbed her neck and pressed her to the wall. Bulma kept trying to gasp for air, her eyes watered and she got very hot, but Vegeta's hand still gripped her so tightly that she suddenly went black and she passed out on the floor.It wasn't until four hours later that she woke up and slowly remembered what was happening. (How can he be so unscrupulous? He knows that his stupid planet no longer exists. He just leaves me lying on the ground. And now I don't even have time to continue my invention, because I have the fine Lord Upper Saiyajin Prince for the Then Bulma got up again and had to start cooking for better or for worse. (It's just a good thing that my parents are on vacation! If they only knew ...! But in the afternoon I'll visit my sweetheart again, he hasn't heard anything from him in the last few weeks anyway!) So she continued to prepare Eating in front and had the dirty dishes from breakfast cleaned by the house robots. At 12:00 also Vegeta came to dinner on time. Freshly showered, he stepped into the kitchen without saying a word of apology! After dinner, Vegeta lay down on the couch to rest a little. Bulma had meanwhile disappeared into her walk-in closet to pick something to impress Yamcha! She thought for a long time but finally decided on a black mini skirt that ended just below her bottom and really brought out her feminine curves, a pair of black patent leather boots with pencil heels and a white, tight-fitting top through which you could still see the black bra . She quickly put on her make-up, tied her hair in a ponytail and put her alarm device in her bag.(It could be that Vegeta blows something up!) She hoped it wouldn't, but she couldn't leave Vegeta in the big house unobserved either. At 1:30 p.m. she went down the stairs and wanted to quickly go into the kitchen to see if everything was okay. A quick look was enough and she was already outside. From the living room, Vegeta had been watching her the whole time. (This earth woman doesn't have a bad figure at all! But of course she is not worthy of me!) Then Vegeta got ready again to continue training.

So Bulma set off. She preferred to take the glider, with which she was very quick to reach her goals. In addition, she could not drive her car to the island of MuthenRoshi (is that how you write it ??). She took the capsule out of her pocket and threw it on the floor. Immediately the blue glider with the name '' Bulma '' appeared. She got in and was looking forward to Yamcha. From above, she could already see Vegeta, who was walking miserably towards the GR.(Oh, Vegeta, why are you so proud ??! Somehow it must be great to be caressed by his strong hands ... BULMA, what are you thinking again ????) She shook her head at the last thought forgot and flew towards turtle island! What she didn't know, Vegete (believe it or not) also had such a thought. He had just reached the GR and thought again about what he had done to Bulma. Somehow he had a guilty conscience, which he would never admit to himself. (I got very strange this morning when I just left her there !!!? .... But she didn't deserve it any other way. How dare she talk to the prince of the Saiyans like that.) When he When he was back in his normal position, he could start exercising. He set the gravity number to 500 and started doing a few one-handed push-ups. After a while he began to practice with the flying robots that Mr. Briefs had built for him before his vacation.The property of these robots was that they would hurl back any attack. The hard part was dodging. But Vegeta, who thought so much of himself, didn't think that these strange things represented any danger to him.

So that's it for now!