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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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Hey...
It's been a while. Hmmm. Well I was a busy girl, so many things I had too do. slowly moving along with this story.

Anyways Thanks to Gokuswriter for the review. Thanks for following my story ^_^ However I must let you in on a little secret. Chapter 8 is where the story starts to differ on here from ff.net There are just things I want to do and rather than write a completely different story I decided to split it. It'll be a bit more tame on FF, and here I can go as far as I want. Hope you enjoy both!

Disclaimer: I do not own, and I makez no moniez...

Warnings: Language and...bad grammar I guess XD.

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Vegeta had been waiting for two hours for the women to come back. Two! He was hungry and unfortunately there was no one to cook for him because all the women felt the need to go get outfits for this ridiculous party. He would have tried to cook for himself, unfortunately he had no idea how these damn human contraptions worked and the last time he tried the food was less than edible and he set the smoke detectors off. He grimaced at the memory. If only the Blue Haired Woman could cook as well as Kakarots harpy he would have no complaints.

However her mother, though insufferable with her cheerfulness and stupidity, was an infinitely better cook than Bulma; but she was gone with the rest of them as well. He thought about ordering out, but didn't really want pizza, or chinese food. So he sat there at the island in the middle of the kitchen, chin resting on his hand while his right tapped fingers against the marble surface.

Vegeta contemplated giving up and going and getting something himself when he heard several voices enter the hall. Using his superior hearing he listened as the woman came down the long stretch of hallway. He realized he must have been deep in thought to not notice their ki's approaching.

"Really though Nelfie, there won't be a man who isn't in love with you, well maybe not Gohan and Goku, when you walk in wearing that dress." The Woman commented. "Why I bet you'll even have our high and mighty 'Prince of all Saiyans' drooling." she jested.

Vegeta scowled at the remark. He was annoyed with how little respect the Woman used his title and the fact that he was a prince and princes did not drool.

"Bulma's right Nelfie you look absolutely gorgeous you'll be bringing men to their knees, if I didn't know how much Gohan loved me I might be a little worried." She laughed.

"That's right dear," Came the annoyingly sweet voice of Bunny "You might just end up married before the night’s through." she fantasized. "We might have to set up a separate phone line to deal with all the gentlemen callers."

It was at this point Vegeta decided to make an appearance, he tired of listening to the ridiculousness of how beautiful the brat was.

"I'm afraid you are mistaken woman." He began, "I do not drool, especially over brats." He said making his annoyance known.

"Oh Vegeta didn't see you standing there." Bulma replied. "I wouldn't bet on the drooling thing just yet Vegeta, you haven't seen her in her dress." She winked at him.

Nelfie however stood off to the side not saying a word. She was a little embarrassed that Vegeta had heard the comments about her. Vegeta looked at her with that scowl, and she averted her gaze not wanting to make eye contact at the moment.

"Hn. Whatever. Now get your ass in here Woman I am hungry and have waited long enough and will not wait any longer." Vegeta said angrily. His hunger feeding that anger.

"Awe poor little Veggie couldn't make himself something to eat?" Bulma teased.

"Woman if you call me Veggie again I assure you, you will be doing so again from Otherworld." he growled.

"You wouldn't dare, because who would fix your precious Grav Chamber?" she wagged her finger in front of him.

He just smirked at her "There's always your father." He simply stated.

"Ah but yes, who would design your suits and make the energy absorbing material it consists of so you don't come home from your spars with Goku looking like a pot roast?" she smile at him. "Or would you prefer to come home half burnt and naked?"

The women in the hallway giggled picturing a naked and somewhat singed Saiyan Prince. Well except for Nelfie who kind of just turned her head to the side to hide a smile and slight blush. But the laughter ended when they hear a loud growl coming from said Saiyan Prince. Bulma still giggling a little decide to take pity on the Prince, who knows how long he was sitting there waiting.

"Fine Vegeta I'll make you something it's almost supper time though so it'll be just a snack." She warned him. But as usual a Saiyan snack is no small thing. "Nelfie you said you were hungry as well why don't you get something started and I'll put these away for you?"

"Um. Okay Bulma, you sure you don't need any help?" She asked a little concerned with being in the same room with a hungry grouchy Vegeta.

"Oh it’s fine, there are some loaves of bread in the pantry and everything you need to make some sandwiches in the fridge, kay hun?" She said taking the shopping bags from Nelfie.

"Oh. Sure, okay then." she nodded.

“Hey Bulma? Do you think I could leave my stuff for the party here at your place? Pans been a little destructive and not much is safe since she's been trying to control her ki." Videl informed the blue haired Woman.

"Not a problem, I remember Trunks at that age, setting off smoke alarms all over CC. I finally had to program the cleaning bots to follow him around." She laughed. "Not that they could keep up with him." She grinned.

"He would have had more control woman if you would have let me train him sooner." Vegeta grumbled. "Now quit dawdling I'm starving." He barked.

"Fine, fine whatever. Come on Videl I'll show you where you can put your things. You wanna stay for some coffee?" She asked as they walked down the hall.

"No, sorry I can't I have to go home and make supper as well. You know men, completely helpless in the kitchen." She giggled walking down the hall.

Nelfie turned a little uneasy to be in the hungry Princes’ presence at the moment. She didn’t intimidate easily, but he had a way of unnerving her. When their eyes met he just snorted and turned back into the kitchen. Nelfie gave a deep sigh and followed him in.

She walked over to the pantry where Bulma said the bread was. Taking three loaves she walked over to the island in the middle of the kitchen and set them down, and then headed over to the fridge.

“Um...Vegeta?” She asks nervously.

“Hn.” Was her only reply.

“Do you care what's in your sandwich?” She inquired, not wanting aggravate the prince more. She waited a few seconds and took that as a sign that he really didn’t care. It’s been only a few days but she got familiar real quick with what makes a good sandwich.

Something called roast turkey was her fave, and she had experimented with a lot of the vegetables and condiments and found the simpler the better. Roast turkey, bacon, lettuce, tomato, salt pepper, and an interesting thing called provolone cheese, mayonnaise on rye bread made a delicious sandwich. So that’s exactly what she was going to give Vegeta.

She quickly fixed it up set it on a plate and handed it over to him, and watched as he took an experimental bite.

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Vegeta watched the brat make the sandwich from his stool in front of the island. He was sort of impressed she knew her way around the kitchen. More than a little surprised she knew what to put in a sandwich. He didn’t answer when she asked what he wanted on it. Truth was he didn’t really care what was on it; he was hungry and tired of waiting. When she finished and brought it over there wasn’t much in it, usually if he had to make himself one he just threw a bunch of meat and cheese on some bread and ate it without really caring.

He sniffed said sandwich, quirked a brow then took a bite. He was quite shocked that it was better than any sandwich the woman or he had ever made. Not that he would ever admit that to anyone though.

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Nelfie looked at Vegeta, he didn’t say anything after the first bite so she decided to ask if he wanted a few more.

“Do you like it? I can make some more if you want?” She said and all she got in return was a grunt, but Nelfie figured that was as close to a yes as she was gonna get so she set off back to make them more sandwiches. She had to smile though, Vegeta didn’t say anything negative either, so he must’ve approved. Without her even realizing her tail uncurled and started to sway lazily as she finished their snack smiling.

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Vegeta busy eating his sandwich watched as a furry appendage made itself known by making slow lazy swishes in the air behind its owner. Vegeta furrowed his brow as he watched the tail curl and flick this way and that. She was happy about something and it bothered him not knowing what it was.

“What are you so happy about brat?” He asked between bites of his snack. Nelfie turned and looked at him, bewilderment on her face. “Don’t give me that look, your tail betrays you...” he stated.

She looked behind her; she hadn’t even realized it was even moving. She just shrugged at him before answering.

“A good snack always makes me happy.” She said over her shoulder and got a grunt in response. She put the finishing touches on the last sandwich and placed it on the platter with the others. After setting the tray down in front of Vegeta she turned and quickly put things away. As she put the last of the condiments back in the fridge she spotted a pitcher of orange juice and decided that’d be good to wash the small snack down.

Grabbing the pitcher and a couple of glasses she set them down in front of the taciturn Prince. He grunted something again though it was unintelligible. Grabbing two glasses she quickly filled them and sat down with the Prince to eat. Vegeta quirked a brow but said nothing as the child sat down and ate with him.

Minutes had passed and Vegeta ate his snack the brat had prepared. Bulma had said she wouldn’t be long however it was a few minutes since she had taken the other woman with her. He sat on his stool leaning against the counter with a look of indifference on his face, though he truly was enjoying his sandwiches. He never really expected them to be so good, if he had not had more control over himself he would have moaned his delight, if he had his tail it might have been swaying behind him. He was thankful at the moment for both.

He watched the Brat as she ate her share eyes closed. She had more manners than the others while eating. She didn't scarf down food, she actually chewed...

And then he noticed it again. That scent. Flowery and fruity. He was becoming calm and relaxed. And then it hit him like a ton of bricks. He recognized what that scent was and he almost choked on his sandwich.

He saw the confused look on the brats face and decided to high tail it out of there. He stood and quickly made his way passed Bulma who decided that was an opportune time to enter the kitchen.

"Hey Vegeta did you still want that snack?" She called after him, and all she got in response was the retreating back of the Saiyan Prince.

"Geeze what's up with him I thought he was hungry...?" She mumbled looking at an equally confused Nelfie.

"I dunno, I made us some sandwiches and we were just sitting here eating. I swear I didn't even say a peep to him other than if he wanted anything specific in them, and that's about it." Nelfie explained to Bulma. "He must've swallowed one the wrong way because it sounded like he choked and then he looked at me and just took off. Maybe he didn't like the sandwiches after all." She stated sadly.

"I don't think that's it Nelfie, and I'm sure the food you made was fine. He's been a little off lately don't worry about it." She said casually shrugging his behavior off.

But Nelfie knew it had something to do with her, she had no clue what she did to upset Vegeta so much. She also had no idea why she felt so bad about it. Vegeta was a jerk. Why should she go out of her way to be nice to him?

However something was calling her, drawing her towards them. She had no idea what it was, or how dangerous things were gonna get.

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So, there it is. And if you haven't figured it out SO is one of my favorite words and I am sorry for the over use of it lol.
I have a question for those who have read Desecration: Continuations, would you like me to carry on with it by myself instead of having others add chapters? If so just leave a review here or over there *points*, and this is not a ploy to get reviews. Granted I love them, and think they're awesome, however I don't need them too validate myself.

So as always do or don't,

Love,

Jnell
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