Model Behavior

Chapter One: And good riddance!

Bulma groaned. A relentless heat wave had been cursing the city for the past few days. And to make matters worse, the AC wasn't working, at all. Because of a certain short saiyan that had decided to one day turn up the AC. However, couldn't figure it out (and did not bother to ask anyone for help), broke the damn thing, in the frustration. Then had the nerve to tell her 'that it wasn't his fault if the shit was defective.'

Bulma frowned at the thought. He was making her life a living hell...literally. It was over a hundred degrees outside with a humidity that was suffocating. It was just unbearable.

'Why in the hell, did I volunteer to have Vegeta stay here, at my house?' Bulma asked herself when she heard the door open from the backyard. The prince was back from his normal training routine. Bulma sighed. Her peace and quiet time were over for sure, now.

Vegeta walked in, shirtless with a pair of tight black spandex shorts, on. He was covered in sweat with a towel draped around his neck, which he threw next to Bulma.

Bulma gritted her teeth at this, 'Could he be more inconsiderate?' She thought, as she pick up the towel and threw it on the floor.

"It's hot in here." Vegeta said while opening the refrigerator.

'Really is that right, like I haven't noticed.' Bulma thought.

"The guy said he would be out tomorrow to fix the AC." Bulma said not looking up at him.

Vegeta grunted, "I'm hungry!"

"And your point," Bulma said as she continued to file her nails.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her, 'Was this woman trying to play games with me?' He thought.

"What do youvmean, 'your point'? If I'm hungry, that means where the hell is my dinner?'

Bulma sighed once more, 'Remember you invited him to stay here, so you must live with the consequences.'

"Vegeta, I don't read minds and besides you're a grown ass man. So, you can make your own damn dinner."

Vegeta closed the refrigerator door and walked over to Bulma. "I'm a prince foremost and a prince shouldn't have to make his own dinner. So, get off your lazy ass and start making me, my dinner!"

Bulma stop filing her nails and looked Vegeta straight in the eye. She was not afraid him. "No…you make your own dinner, because I'm taking a shower." Bulma said before getting up and walking out the room.

Vegeta watched her as she left and clenched his jaw. 'This was not over!'

O O O

Bulma got into the shower and let the cool water run down her body. 'Ah, this feels so good.' She thought as she closed her eyes. The water felt good after being hot and sweaty all day.Bulma went into a trance, memorized by the cool waters touch on her skin. So, much so she didn't even hear the bathroom door open or the footsteps closing in near the shower.

"Woman!" Vegeta yelled, opening the shower's curtains.

Bulma jump in shock, almost falling trying to cover her body as much as she could with the shower curtain.

"Vegeta, what the fuck?!" Bulma said in fiery.

Vegeta stared at her as she did a pitiful job of trying to hide herself from him. 'Got to give it to her, she got one hell of a body.' Vegeta thought when he felt a hand (with remarkable force) slap him across the face, leaving a huge red hand-print.

Bulma got out the shower and wrapped a towel around her. This had been the last straw. She couldn't stand to be with him another moment. He had crossed the lined.

"Vegeta, I can't stand living with you." Bulma yelled at him. Vegeta could tell the woman was pissed more than usually.

"So… you're no walk in the park to live with, either." Vegeta grunted. He really didn't understand why the woman was so upset. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her naked before. Well, not full frontal like he just had. But she did have a tendency to leave her room door slightly cracked, almost wanting him to take a look.

"Yeah, but I lived here, Vegeta. This is my house. You are just a guest—.

"Yes, I am a guest and I should be treated as one, with respect and some generosity for my needs"

"Generosity?" Bulma said, knowing that Vegeta had must of lost his mind. "I don't show you any generosity? Ha! That's really funny, Vegeta. Because last time I check, I have been most generous to you and your needs. I have given you a place to stay, a place to train, and all the food you can eat if you would just make it your own damn self. If anything I think I have maxed out on generosity for you. But why am I wasting my breath, on someone who used to live here?"

"Used to? What do you mean used to? I still live here now, woman." Vegeta said slightly confused by her words.

Bulma chuckled menacingly, "That's what you think, from now on you-don't-live-here!"

"What!" Vegeta said in shock, 'The woman was kicking him out, the prince of all saiyans'

"I didn't stutter, Vegeta! You have been a nuisance since the first day you got here. Breaking things and demanding things and never once showing any gratitude towards me or all the people in this house that try to make you feel at home. So, frankly I'm just tired, Vegeta. Until you straighten up your act, you're not staying here."

Vegeta couldn't believe what he was hearing. This must be some kind of joke. She could never. She would never.

"Woman, have you forgotten about the androids that are coming? I need a place to train and you're the only one with the training facilities that I acquire to unlock my potential strength. Besides, I know you don't want to die!"

Bulma laughed, "Vegeta, right now I don't care if I live or die. I just want you out my house as soon as possible. Furthermore, who says that you will be the one to save us from the androids that are coming, you couldn't stop Frieza so what makes you think you have any chance with them? It will probably be Goku who will save us all, again." She was trying to step on his pride, the one thing that he held up more than anything. He would not let that happen.

"Fine, if you want me out. Then, I will leave. But when that third-class saiyan doesn't fall threw, don't come crying to me to save your ass…For all I care, I hope you get crushed by those androids." He said storming out her bedroom door.

Bulma slammed the door behind him, "And good riddance!"

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