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What May Be....	By : Nelfie14 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1935 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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So this chapter takes place right after the barely kiss. Its a Nelfie POV. I actually have NO idea where this story is headed. This chapter actually might be boring since I need a little filler till I get to chapter 6. I already have most of that one planned out. It's basically finished. So here's the fourth instalment I guess since I am rambling....

Disclaimer: I don't own dragonballz, I don't claim to. HOWEVER I do own the right to make shit up.

A/N: This is an alternate universe so I have free range to take things where I wanna go with them. SO please no complaining that "facts" aren't correct. This is my world.

Watching Vegeta and Trunks spar was better than I ever could have imagined. I stood there in complete awe of the two Saiyans exchanging blow after blow. It completely drove what had transpired only moments earlier out of my head. Now all that remained was the desire to watch them.

    The fluidity of their movements, the speed and accuracy seemed to hypnotize me. The raw power. The way Vegeta dodge and weaved from attacks was, was....there WAS only one word to describe it. Grace. Each extension of a body part was done with purpose, yet without thought. Something only obtained by years of dedication and training.

    Trunks' movements were less graceful, but no less hypnotic. His perfect form, something he inherited from his father I'm guessing. Every move calculated out with determination. But it was his intense stare that made you not wanna take your eyes off him. Those electric blue eyes.

He's just so....beautiful.

   Yes. That seemed to be the only way to describe him while fighting. He was beautiful. Just then I let out a loud sigh. I hadn't even realized I was holding my breath. The sigh was loud enough to catch Trunks' attention for a split second.

But that was all that was needed. Vegeta took the opportunity and with a quick left hook struck Trunks to the floor. The sound of contact between fist and skull made me cringe.

   "Pay attention boy." said Vegeta sternly, staring at the lump on the ground that was his son.

   "Lucky shot." He grunts as he stands. He rubs his face with the back of his hand checking for blood.

   "Maybe I should call Kakarot. He always seems to be willing to put up a half decent fight." Vegeta threatens. "Then you could go play with that ridiculous Saiyan girl that has you so distracted." he grumbled.

   Trunks looks over blushing a bit. I'm not sure what made me blush first. The remark Vegeta just made, or seeing the look on Trunks's face after he said it. But it was that remark that made him transform.

    In a flash of light his hair went from lavender to golden and his eyes from electric blue to a beautiful intense teal. He was a little taller, and his muscles were now more defined. To have such power within him was it was absolutely spellbinding. But Vegeta just let out a booming chuckle.

    "Hahahaha Seems like you're ready to get serious. Showing off for our newest little Saiyan are we?" he said throwing his head back in amusement. In the same blinding flash Vegeta now stood there with the same blonde hair and teal eyes and golden flashes of energy surrounding both of them. Unfolding his arms Vegeta took on his classic stance and Trunks keeping his current position.

    Then with a surge of energy Vegeta flew at Trunks throwing a punch at him. Trunks’ managing to block his fathers attack was sent sliding a few feet back. But Vegeta not being the one to waste and opportunity was quickly beside his son giving him a left fist to his ribs. Trunks huddled over as Vegeta removed the fist from his side. Vegeta went to throw a left to his face but Trunks blocked and countered with one of his own.

    Whips of golden energy clashed as the two raged on. They were moving so fast now I was only to catch a glimpse of them here and there dodging or blocking.

This is TOTALLY awesome.

   I haven't really seen such power before; the warriors I trained with weren't this strong. I mean I could probably hold my own with Trunks, but it might be a different story with Vegeta.

I think I could maybe get in a few good shots before having the crap kicked outta me.

The battle raged on for a few more minutes. Vegeta was taunting Trunks still. I found myself sitting on the flour outta the way. Just in case a stray ki blast came my way. I found out the hard way a minute earlier when Trunks blasted a few at Vegeta. One just happened to "accidentally" come my way....

I hope he gets one in the face....

I think with a slight frown on my face. Knowing full well Vegeta knew exactly where I was standing and directed that towards me.

Jerk.

   If I hadn't been watching them so closely I probably would have been back in the medical unit for a few days and now Trunks seems reluctant on sending anymore ki blasts out. I think he knew what his father was doing. I bet he's trying to play it safe so there aren't anymore close calls.

   As these thoughts are swirling in my head, father and son are still going blow for blow. When suddenly Bulma interrupts and Trunks is distracted and of course in true Vegeta fashion took that moment to finish the fight. With a knee to Trunks' midsection he clasped his hands over his head bringing them down just behind his head sending Trunks crashing to the grav chamber floor.

Ouch....he's gonna feel that later....

   "Hmmph. A true Saiyan never takes his mind off the battle. Never let the outside world distract you boy." Vegeta lectured as he was hovering over Trunks. Who was still picking himself off the floor. Then Bulma's voice crackled over the intercom again.

"Trunks? Vegeta? Have you seen Nelfie? I was looking for her but she wasn't in her room. I wanted to take her shopping for some new clothes since the ones I gave her probably aren't fitting all to well." she said.

    "Oh I'm right here Miss Bulma." I answer, feeling a little ashamed I didn't have the clothes she gave me on still.

     "Now what I have I told you about calling me that. It's just Bulma ok." she said with a sternness, but still managing to keep her voice kind.

      "I'm sorry Mi....I mean Bulma. I keep forgetting."

      "Thats fine. Now why don't you make your way over to the common room and we'll get going. Oh and Trunks Goten is coming over and will be here soon. Why don't you and him tag along?" she asked Trunks who was still rubbing the back of his head.

       "Yeah sure mom. I'll ask Goten when he gets here if thats ok." he said glaring over to his father. Vegeta now standing against the wall with his arms crossed. He looked us both slyly, a mischievous grin crossed his face.

      "Woman, I don't think the new brat has a problem with getting new clothes." he said cocking an eyebrow at us with that smirk.

      "What do you mean?" Bulma questioned over the intercom.

      "Why don't you ask the boy and the brat what they were doing in his room a while ago?" he chuckled.

       "B-b-but we didn't," Trunks was stammering with his eyes wide staring at his father with absolute shock.

        "What? How? We never" I tried to explain but I was having just as much trouble as Trunks was and the fact that half the blood in my body was now in my face. We both were staring at Vegeta in disbelief. I was wondering what exactly did he think we do?

He doesn't think we actually went further than a tiny kiss does he?

        "Vegeta what the hell are you talking about?" Bulma raged through the intercom.

        "Why don't you ask your son?" he chuckled "He seems to have supplied the new brat with some of his own clothes." He looked at us both. His eyes narrowing when Trunks couldn't speak up.

If I didn't know any better I'd swear he was jealous....

       "Its not like that Bulma. I-i-i was just, well your clothes didn't fit and I was coming to see you but I ran into Trunks. I wanted, you know, something that fit better, and he told me I wouldn't really fit any of your clothes so we went to his room...." I trailed off not really knowing what to say next. I really didn't want to say anything about the kiss. But Vegeta interrupted before I could say anything else.

      "And?" said Vegeta smugly cocking another eyebrow towards me.

      "And NOTHING DAD! I just gave her a pair of old pants and an old top." Trunks argued a little angry at what his father was insinuating.

      "Well thats no big deal. Vegeta you were making it sound as though they were fooling around." she just laughed at the thought "Geeze she's only been here three days Vegeta I'm sure they would like to get to know each other first before they had sex." my mouth just dropped at the statement. I couldn't really believe what I heard her say.

Sex? Kami...kill me please.

       "MOM!" Trunks screamed at the intercom. "I really don't think I want to hear you talk about sex." he whispered to her.



Please someone just ki blast me into oblivion right now...

      I thought as I facepalmed myself. Looking back at Vegeta I see an expression of self-satisfaction.

Jerk.

     "Oh c'mon Trunks I was only joking, besides sex is only natural. Although I would prefer it if you got to know a girl before you take her into your bedroom."

     "MOM! PLEASE!" screamed Trunks utterly mortified at the language and bluntness of his mother. She just giggled over the intercom.

     "Ok ok," she giggles. "Just come to the common room so we can get going, ok sweety?"

     He lets out a big sigh. "Fine mom. We'll be there right away."

     "Ok hun. Oh and Vegeta you're more than welcome to join us. We'll be going for lunch as well."

     "Hmph. Forget it woman. I have more important things to do than accompany you on one of your stupid shopping excursions." he grumbled.

     "Your loss. See you in a bit hun." She said to Trunks before cutting the com. Trunks clearly annoyed was staring daggers at his father.

     "Whats your problem boy. Upset I disclosed your little rendezvous with the brat there?" he nodded in my direction.

Oh god he really is a great big JERK!

     "NO!" Trunks snapped "NOTHING HAPPENED!"

     "From the way both of your ki's were fluctuating when you were in your room and even before that. I find it hard to believe "nothing" happened." He said matter-of-factly. "Besides.....her scent is all over you boy. So something happened."



My scent? Damn saiyan senses anyway....

    Trunks just glared at his father with narrowed eyes. Vegeta walked up to him with the same expression on his face, obviously not liking being challenged by his son. Having a feeling things could get ugly I spoke up.

     "Nothing happened, really Vegeta." I stated not wanting things to get out of control, and really really wanting to get out of there. I could imagine my face must be scarlet by now being as how the rest of my blood is probably there now after being thoroughly embarrassed by both Vegeta and Bulma.

     "Bullshit." he said crossing his arms and facing me. I was kind of shocked that he called me on it. But not being the one to back down I simply walked over to him and looked right into his eyes.

     "Fine." I said. "We just barely kissed when we heard your loud mouth came booming down the hallway. Problem?" I declared placing my hands on my hips. Out of the corner of my eye I see Trunks' face and watched as his mouth hit the floor.

      "Ne-nel-Nelfie..." he stumbles clearly shocked what I had revealed to his father.

      "So what about it Vegeta, what's it to you? Why are you so concerned about what happens between Trunks and I?" I inquire with a demanding tone.

      "It concerns me when the boy can't concentrate. When he spars with me he should be focused on fighting me. NOT concerned with some little brat." he spat. I just looked him dead in the eye not knowing whether I should slap him for calling me a brat or ki blast him to the wall. But I just let a little smirk curl my lips.

      "C'mon Trunks." I say grabbing his wrist and spinning around towards the door. "Your mother is waiting." I lead him towards the door my tail flicking in anger at the Prince of Saiyans.

Vegeta. You're a dick.

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A/N: So this is where I am leaving it for now. It took me a while to finish this one.

OH and thanks for reading.

If I make a mistake in my own story concerning the timeline or facts...the gnomes did it. And also if you call me on it. I hate you. K? Alright right then.
So the next chapter is kind of really boring sorry. I’m a girl and I like to shop. What can I say? ^_^
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