Will you be my Valentine?
AN: I hate OOCness so I'm gunna try to make this as true to that characters as possible.
~Chapter I~
Vegeta came out of the Gravity Room around 7:30am. All his training had given him quite an appetite and he knew the woman's mother would have breakfast ready.
"Well good morning Vegeta! How's your morning training going?" Bunny chirped.
"It would go a lot better if I had some food." Vegeta almost barked. almost. The woman's mother was always oblivious so he didn't see the need to yell at her anymore.
"Oh, of coarse, dear! I'll go get you your breakfast."
"Morning Mom." Bulma entered the kitchen in her usual pajamas and took a set at the table next to her father. Vegeta fallowed after her and took a set himself.
"I still don't see how you can get up as early as you do Vegeta."
'Great.' Vegeta thought 'She's trying to talk to me. Again.'
"It really isn't that hard, woman." He answered her, ".but maybe a lazy slob like you has enough trouble rolling out of bed." He smirked.
Now he did it. He had gotten her just pissed enough for her to argue. If anything he preferred arguing with her then having a sad excuse of a conversation.
"Shut the hell up Vegeta! I get up at a NORMAL time, unlike some people! And FYI, I'm not lazy, neither am I a slob! Hmph!" She crossed her arms defensively and turned her head away from him.
Vegeta only smirked at this. It was far too easy to get her angry. Though he had to admit it was a very attractive characteristic of hers.
"Bulma, dear. Please don't swear at the table." her mother told her in that oh so annoying way of hers.
She merely sighed and said, "Whatever mom" and started eating her eggs. Vegeta by this time had devoured his fourth plate of food.
"So dear, "Dr. Briefs said to his daughter, " where is Yamcha taking you for Valentine's Day? Are you still dating him?"
"::sigh:: No, Dad. We aren't dating any more. We decided are relationship was more of a friendship, though I don't think Yamcha wants it to be that way..." she trailed off, "But any ways, we're still going to spend V-day together. He's taking me to the Pier for the day." Bulma finished.
"Well that's nice dear." Dr. Briefs stated.
Vegeta slowed down his eating to listen to this. Normally Vegeta wouldn't have cared about the earthlings' petty talk but two things caught his interest.
'What is this Valentine's Day?' he thought ' I've been her for 9 months and there have already been a dozen or so holidays. Hmph! Humans and all their pathetic customs.'
The second thing was the fact that Bulma was no longer with Yamcha.
'So the woman has finally stopped seeing the so called fighter' he thought with a smirk. He knew little about human courtship, but he did under stand that humans would have, what they called, boy friends and girlfriends before choosing their mate.
Deciding he would put the subject of the weakling aside he talked about the other thing on his mind.
"What is this Valentine's Day? And more importantly, will I have to be involved with it?" he had hated most of the holidays the humans celebrated which Bulma had forced him into partaking in.
"Heh! Not likely!" Bulma said with spite (still a little angry with him for earlier). "Valentine's Day is all about your favorite emotion." she said dripping with sarcasm, " It's all about love spending time with the people you care about. don't be surprised if you see hearts and flowers every where you go." She said smirking at the sickened frown Vegeta was wearing. "Besides, it's not like anyone cares enough about you to do anything special for you anyways. Ha! You could never find a soul who would care about you!"
Immediately Bulma regretted her words. She couldn't believe she had actually said something as cruel as that. 'Vegeta has never experienced what it's like to be loved' she thought sadly. She was about to apologize when she heard the Princes retort.
"Like I, the prince of all Saiyans, care if I participate in some loser earthling holiday!" To be honest Vegeta didn't care... but still. the fact that she said something like that to him did bother him in someway.
She was a little relieved that he was not hurt but still felt bad for saying it. Bulma was a bitch some times. and she knew it. But she was not a mean person.
'What am I thinking!' she thought, 'Vegeta has done things a thousand times crueler than that! Why do I care if he's hurt?' And that's when it hit her. She cared. She actually cared how Vegeta was feeling. and then- she didn't feel so bad about what she said. She had just proven her own words wrong. She was that single soul who cared about Vegeta.
~End of Chapter I~
AN: So wut do ya think people?? This is my first DBZ fan fic so don't judge to hard. please^^
AN: I hate OOCness so I'm gunna try to make this as true to that characters as possible.
~Chapter I~
Vegeta came out of the Gravity Room around 7:30am. All his training had given him quite an appetite and he knew the woman's mother would have breakfast ready.
"Well good morning Vegeta! How's your morning training going?" Bunny chirped.
"It would go a lot better if I had some food." Vegeta almost barked. almost. The woman's mother was always oblivious so he didn't see the need to yell at her anymore.
"Oh, of coarse, dear! I'll go get you your breakfast."
"Morning Mom." Bulma entered the kitchen in her usual pajamas and took a set at the table next to her father. Vegeta fallowed after her and took a set himself.
"I still don't see how you can get up as early as you do Vegeta."
'Great.' Vegeta thought 'She's trying to talk to me. Again.'
"It really isn't that hard, woman." He answered her, ".but maybe a lazy slob like you has enough trouble rolling out of bed." He smirked.
Now he did it. He had gotten her just pissed enough for her to argue. If anything he preferred arguing with her then having a sad excuse of a conversation.
"Shut the hell up Vegeta! I get up at a NORMAL time, unlike some people! And FYI, I'm not lazy, neither am I a slob! Hmph!" She crossed her arms defensively and turned her head away from him.
Vegeta only smirked at this. It was far too easy to get her angry. Though he had to admit it was a very attractive characteristic of hers.
"Bulma, dear. Please don't swear at the table." her mother told her in that oh so annoying way of hers.
She merely sighed and said, "Whatever mom" and started eating her eggs. Vegeta by this time had devoured his fourth plate of food.
"So dear, "Dr. Briefs said to his daughter, " where is Yamcha taking you for Valentine's Day? Are you still dating him?"
"::sigh:: No, Dad. We aren't dating any more. We decided are relationship was more of a friendship, though I don't think Yamcha wants it to be that way..." she trailed off, "But any ways, we're still going to spend V-day together. He's taking me to the Pier for the day." Bulma finished.
"Well that's nice dear." Dr. Briefs stated.
Vegeta slowed down his eating to listen to this. Normally Vegeta wouldn't have cared about the earthlings' petty talk but two things caught his interest.
'What is this Valentine's Day?' he thought ' I've been her for 9 months and there have already been a dozen or so holidays. Hmph! Humans and all their pathetic customs.'
The second thing was the fact that Bulma was no longer with Yamcha.
'So the woman has finally stopped seeing the so called fighter' he thought with a smirk. He knew little about human courtship, but he did under stand that humans would have, what they called, boy friends and girlfriends before choosing their mate.
Deciding he would put the subject of the weakling aside he talked about the other thing on his mind.
"What is this Valentine's Day? And more importantly, will I have to be involved with it?" he had hated most of the holidays the humans celebrated which Bulma had forced him into partaking in.
"Heh! Not likely!" Bulma said with spite (still a little angry with him for earlier). "Valentine's Day is all about your favorite emotion." she said dripping with sarcasm, " It's all about love spending time with the people you care about. don't be surprised if you see hearts and flowers every where you go." She said smirking at the sickened frown Vegeta was wearing. "Besides, it's not like anyone cares enough about you to do anything special for you anyways. Ha! You could never find a soul who would care about you!"
Immediately Bulma regretted her words. She couldn't believe she had actually said something as cruel as that. 'Vegeta has never experienced what it's like to be loved' she thought sadly. She was about to apologize when she heard the Princes retort.
"Like I, the prince of all Saiyans, care if I participate in some loser earthling holiday!" To be honest Vegeta didn't care... but still. the fact that she said something like that to him did bother him in someway.
She was a little relieved that he was not hurt but still felt bad for saying it. Bulma was a bitch some times. and she knew it. But she was not a mean person.
'What am I thinking!' she thought, 'Vegeta has done things a thousand times crueler than that! Why do I care if he's hurt?' And that's when it hit her. She cared. She actually cared how Vegeta was feeling. and then- she didn't feel so bad about what she said. She had just proven her own words wrong. She was that single soul who cared about Vegeta.
~End of Chapter I~
AN: So wut do ya think people?? This is my first DBZ fan fic so don't judge to hard. please^^
