Bound to you.

Training

Warning: I've made this chapter a lil more fluffy *shudders*
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Training hard for the past week, not much time was spent between him and Goku; only subtle talks and texts between them for they were both very busy. Vegeta knew soon as this tournament was over, they'd have more time for each other. Only a couple days till the big day, Vegeta's body ached, he felt so drained yet he proceeded to push himself. He struggled to pace himself, full of determination he barely rested. The bags under his eyes began to show the exhaustion from over working himself. He was sparring with Yamcha, who kept giving him the same look as everyone else in the dojo. Whoever his sparring partner was he'd have to listen to the sly digs, which made it even more difficult for him to stay focused on the tournament.

"Can't believe your name is down for the tournament."  Yamcha pulled a face as he blocked Vegeta's jab.

"What are you trying to say?" Vegeta asked as he done a reversed hook kick, he smirked as Yamcha hadn't blocked on time. Their three minute sparring was over, they took that time to take a quick drink during the respite.

"Slept your way in didn't you." Yamcha stretched and shook his head seeing Vegeta laugh at him. "You're just using him, we aren't stupid."

"Just to make it perfectly clear, he came on to me." Vegeta took another sip of his water before he started to stretch.

"We've all seen you, putting on that you're hurt to grab his attention." Yamcha tutted as they walked back into the centre.

"Are you going to keep talking?" Vegeta crossed his arms, looking around to see the rest of the place gone at a stand still, looking over at him.

"You know what others see you as right?" Yamcha folded his arms with a grin. "A desperate little slut."

Vegeta smiled shaking his head as he looked back at Yamcha. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me." Yamcha exchanged looks with the others as they all nodded in agreement with him.

"Oh yes, perfectly clear. None of you assholes were brave enough to say it to my face though?!" Vegeta looked around the room, there was an awkward cough from someone the back of the room. "It's not any of your fucking business what I do or who I see in my personal life!" He chided.

"Bet you are expecting special treatment now you're dating the owner, well played." Yamcha slow clapped. "You played well."

Vegeta grinned looking to the floor, with a light chuckle he spun on the balls of his feet his eyes set on Yamcha. "Depends. What special treatment are you referring to?"

The atmosphere swiftly changed as they seen Goku arrive, he looked over at Vegeta tilting his head to the side coaxing him to follow into the back room.

"Oh look, best go and lick his ass then." Yamcha snorted.

Vegeta smirked looking over his shoulder whilst still walking towards the back room. "why should I,when he happily licks mine?." He grinned looking towards the back room, knowing he had everyone stood slack jawed.

He slowly entered the back room, smiling over at Goku who had a serious look.

"Vegeta." Goku sighed "for past week I've heard you all bickering whilst training"

"They fucking start it!" He snapped back pointing towards the area where everyone was.

Goku rolled his eyes. "You are allowing them to get to you! You're suppose to stay focused!"

Vegeta scrunched his face up. "Who the fuck do you think you are talking to?!"

Goku lets out a long exasperated sigh, he looked up at the ceiling before looking back at Vegeta. "I'm concerned, the tournament is next week. I can't have you all getting distracted, not now!"