bulma rested her head in her smooth palm of her hand and gazed out the window
stareing into the peachy, golden setting of the sun, just thinking. As night settled in
so did the sleep in her eyes. she dressed in her sky blue, silky night gown and at
last layed her tired body to rest in her bed. working on inventions for a straight 24
hours can be enough to make any human sleepy. "its been a little while since i've
seen vegeta. i wonder where he is? bah! that baka is probably still mad at me for
calling him a arrogent, pig of the saiyans. well he shouldn't of called me a little bit-"
" i shouldn't of called you what woman?" replied the ravened eyed saiyan leaning on
the door of her bedroom. There was a beat of silence in the air.
"thats what i thought" smirked vegeta and he proudly waltzed out of her room into his
own. after bulma got out of her state of shock she scowled deeply. what the hell was
he even doing in my room anyways?!! i didn't even hear him come in the house or as
a matter of fact even see him at the door way! *snorts* well thats human hearing and
eye sight for you.well i shouldn't let him get that basterd get to me. Yamcha is taking
me out to dinner tomarrow night! "just the thought of yamchas lips makes my lips
tingle!" *giggles* "well i better get some sleep if i want to look better then i usally do!
oh my! i'm sounding more like vegeta then myself! i better watch it! i don't want to
turn into a asshole like his magesty! tehe!" then she stretched her arm over to the
pale dresser next to her cushy bed and turned out the light.
vegeta wiped away the beaded sweat from his brow and heard his stomach roar at
him for food. he walked into the kitchen and saw bulma dressed up in a fancy blue
and white dress with her favorite perfume on. or rather his favorite perfume. but she
would never see anything in a arrogent pig like me. " woman make me some food. i'm
starving."
"can't vegeta i have a date with yamcha and i don't want any gross grease on my new
dress i just bought from golden sun sets mall."
" baka woman! don't you worry about anything beside your damned clothes and
looks!? you look fine the way you look! you don't need any of that make-up or-..."
Bulma just stared at vegeta mouth wide enough it seemed like it could of touched the
fuzzy, grey carpet beneth her feet. k-kuso!..... what did i just say?!!!!!! scolded
vegeta to himself.
" you know vegeta that was fairly nice..of you. here, i guess i can get you a little
something to eat before yamcha gets here." said bulma while grabbing a frying pan
and cracking 10 eggs into it. Vegeta watched her movments closely. a little surprized
that she would do this for him after what he did to her last night humans forget so
easily. alright vegeta peeped bulma and she layed down 10 fried eggs, 12 pieces of
toast, and a huge boal of chopped up peahces and strawberries.
"Is this good vegeta?" smiled bulma.
" mmmm yes woman..."
"oh i forgot some coffe woops! here i'll get some k?" nothing could be heard but
crunching jaws.
" well, i'll take that as a yes then." as bulma gently set down the cup on the counter
top. she grabbed the lava hot coffe and started making her way back over to the
counter when dr. briefs cat ran up from the lab and started doing the figure 8 patern
around her legs. "rrrr! no kitty! n-no! w-whoa!!!!!" bulma started to lose her balance.
her ear peircing screaming distracted vegeta from his feeding frenzy and he looked up
at her with curious eyes but soon what was happening. he ran over to her and prevented her from falling with in a millisecond. But he didn't prevent the coffe from
falling onto her blue skirt. Bulma yelped as the heat of the coffe sunk into her leg.
she was about to yell when she remembered that she was saved by the prince. and
her anger vanished. vegeta at first, could sence her about to yell and squeazed his
eyes shut, preparing for a worse punishment then being thrown into a pool of
crocidiles. but it never came he hesitentally opened one eye and when he thought it
was safe, opened the other. he took the chance to savor her sweet sent before she
could really notice. but then he wished that he hadn't opened his eyes because he
found himself with his arms wrapped arond the curvy, slender waist of bulma. both
blushed a little and stood up correctly again.she looked at her dress and giggled a
little to herself. "this is what i didn't want to happen but its better then having the
whole pot spilled on me instead. and thanks again." bulma lightly pecked vegeta on
the cheek with a kiss and went up stairs to change. vegeta didn't move or blink for 5
min after she kissed him. * honk honk!!* "o thats yamcha!" the sound of his name
gave vegeta a shiver down his spine and a good scowl back to his tanned face.
bulma is to good for that baka. bulma raced down stairs in slacks and a green shirt.
"bye vegeta! be back soon!"
Bulma slamed the door of yamchas red viper. " hey yamcha! so where are we going
today?!" "well i thought we would go out to eat"
"o ok"
soon about 25 minutes later they pulled up to a resterant called spices and grills.
they took a booth near the window.
" hello and welcme to spices and grills what would you like today sir and madam?" replied the snooty looking waiter.
"ummm i will have prime rib"
"so early in the morning?"
*laughs* " yea i have a taste for it latly. what do you want now bulma?"
"uhhh i think i will have a the scrambled egg special."
" alright and thank you again for comeing to spices and grills."the waiter walzed away but no sooner did he a blonde
hussy walked by and winked at yamcha. "o-oh Bulma uh, be right b-back" yamcha choked out.
" is there something wroung?"
"no i just have to go to the bathroom really quick k? hold on be back in a few!"
30 min goes by
"where is he?!!!"angerily shouted bulma "hmmm i think i will just go and check on him.."
as soon as she walked into the mens room she saw the unthinkable happen before her very eyes! yamcha was kissing
that hussie!!! " bulma!!!!!"
"yamcha!!!!!!!! how dare you!! i thought you loved me! i heard rumors going around about you jumping from girl to girl. i
didn't beleive them until now!"
" this is your girlfriend? i thought she was your mom!! you can forget having to do anything with me! you player!"
"wait! tessie! we can still have something going here!! wait come back!"
" its over yamcha. between us." said bulma flatly
" wait bulma come on give me another chance!"
" you don't deserve another chance you son of a bitch" bulma choked out before sobbing into tears and running out of the
resterant. "god that basterd! how could he do this to me?!'" bulma threw a capsle car, jumped into it and speed home.
she pulled into the drive of capsle corp. vegeta heard her pull in with his keen saiyan hearing. why is the woman home so
early? i thought that she wouldn't be back until much later. oh well i should go see whats up.* laughs a little evily in his
head* maybe i can start a fight with her again. vegeta walked out of the gravity chamber into the main entrance room of
capsle corp to only see bulma storm by with tear streaks down her face and stomp up to her room. she fell onto her
pillow and cried hard into it making muffled noises. vegeta knocked on her door. " w-woman"
"go away vegeta! i don't need you to insult me by calling me a bitch or a hoe right this second."
" grr i didn't want that woman! i wanted to know what made you cry so hard? so can i come in" he mustered up the most
conferting voice he could.
*sigh*" come in..."
vegeta open the door quietly to see bulma sitting on the bed indian style with her face deep in her hands. he walked over
to her and sat on the bed.
" w-what happened? i have never seen you cry before since my whole entire time staying here." bulma briefly explained
what happened. this left vegeta clenching his fist and barring his teeth. h-how dare he do this to bulma!! i would die for her! i would even kill for her! b-but she must never know these feelings. she would probably reject me anyways.
she wouldn't want to be the mate of a killer. bulma started sobbing into her hands again and vegeta couldn't just help but scoot closer to her and hold her. she layed her head on his sholders crying into his neck with her arms wrapped around
his strong chest. oh god vegeta is so hansome! but he would never beleive that i would like him. but, i have to try. "
vegeta?" she took her head from his neck. " yes? woman"
" i have liked you ever since the first day we met on planet namek. i've been afraid to tell you though because i thought you might reject me. if you don't feel this way about me its alright. i just needed to tell you this." the prince just looked at her with a mix of confusion. his eyes wide but turned soft. his shocked looked mouth turned into a smirk.
" ive felt the same way about you bulma-san. i've just been afraid to tell you for the same reasons." he gingerly kissed her on the lips. their noses brushed up against one another, eyes shut tight. he leaned her back onto the bed and both fell into a deep sleep.
in the middle of the night
there was a loud knocking at the door. bulma streched her legs and looked at the sleeping form next to her. " hmm so it wasn't a dream" she looked at the time.
"12:07?? who the hell would be here at this time of night?" bulma growled. she changed into her night gown and pulled on a robe. she ran to the door and opened it. " YAMCHA?!!!"
" hi baby.. i was wunderin where u'v ben" yamcha said as he slurred his words together. " Yamcha get away from me! i never want to see you again!" she tried to slam the door but he caught it and swung it back open.
" you can't run from be sweetcheeks! your all mine" as he pinned her up against the wall with his weight. she could smell liquir on his breath. " arg! have you been drinking?!"
" i only had a few" as he pulled out a small bottle of beer from his shirt and started drinking again. this gave bulma the chance to push him away and make a mad dash for the safty of her room and vegeta. but yamcha grabbed her by the ankle. " where do ya think *hic* your going?"
"yamcha leave me alone!!!!!"
"fat chance" as he pressed his lips against hers. "VEGETA HELP ME!!!!!" shrieked bulma as she pushed yamcha off of her and started running up the stairs. she knew there was no posible way that her parents could heard her since they were on the other side of capsle corp. yamcha pulled out a knife and stabbed her in the ankle so she couldn't run anymore. bulma screamed as loud as she could.in a blur vegeta came and kicked yamcha knocking him down the stairs. bulma whimpered at the pain she was in. vegeta was kicking yamchas ass when yamcha started to plead with mercy. he kicked yamcha away.
"get the hell out and don't come near my mate ever again." yamcha scuired out of the breifs home and sped away in his viper. vegeta ran over to bulma. his eyes grew wide at the amount of blood that was trickling down the stairs. she started to cry a little in pain. vegeta cradeled her in his arms and got out the first aid.
bulma made muffeled cries into vegetas chest as he cleaned out the wound. her grip tightened on vegetas sholders as the pain got more unbearable.
when he was finshed he gently picked her face up so she could see his face and vise versa. tears were still streaming down her face. he brushed a cople away with his thumb. " its alright now, yamcha will never hurt you again." she sighed with relif and rested her head on his sholder and closed her eyes then fell into a deep sleep.
vegeta carried her into THEIR room, set her down on the bed. he went and closed the door behind him and silently walked back over to the bed. be brushed away a piece of aqua hair. he layed down beside her and fell asleep along side her for the rest of the night.
by veggieluver