It was another beautiful day. The sun was shining. The birds were singing.

BOOM!

And Vegeta was blowing up the gravity machine,...again. Bulma was so use to sound of explosions caused by the angry prince that she didn't even bother getting up to check on him. Nope. She stretched out her arms and legs and relaxed her nearly nude body as she continued to sunbathe. Bulma was laying on her stomach, with her bikini top untied, when Vegeta stomped his way towards her only to be taken back slightly as he realized Bulma's lack of clothing. Luckily for Vegeta, Bulma's eyes were closed so she couldn't see the Prince's cheeks turning pink.

"Woman," Vegeta said in his usual demeanor, "Repair those blasted robots, at once."

"No can do, Vegeta", Bulma says calmly.

"What", Vegeta asked.

The anger in his voice is more than enough to terrify any other person. However, Bulma wasn't any other person. Bulma sat up, making sure to keep her breast covered with her bikini top. The full frontal view of Bulma in her current state was more than enough to make the proud prince turn his head, forcing away the pink in his cheeks from returning.

'Damn girl, has she no shame', Vegeta thought.

Bulma smiled as she noticed Vegeta's flushed face. It never stopped to amazed her how much she like having the angry Saiyan around. At first, she wasn't sure about him staying with her. However, the small hope to change a once evil man to a more gentle man by showing kindness and compassion, it was enough to get her to invited him to live with her and her family. To her pleasant surprise, living with Vegeta wasn't so bad. She could live without his temper tantrums but, it's a small price to pay considering he could still blow up the planet at any moment.

"You heard me Vegeta, I can't fix your robots tonight. I have a date", Bulma said as she got up on her feet, turning her back to Vegeta so she could tie up her bikini top without giving Vegeta a peep show.

"A date? You're putting my training in jeopardy all for a useless night out with that weakling?"

Bulma turned around and smiled at Vegeta. Vegeta glared at Bulma in return.

"Useless? Pa-lease! This isn't any old date Vegeta. This is mine and Yamcha's 10th anniversary today", Bulma announced proudly.

"Your what", Vegeta asked, shocked by the tone of his own voice.

"Yep, Yamcha and I have been together as a couple for ten years to the day, minus the part of him being dead of course. Yep, I wouldn't be surprised at all if tonight is the night that Yamcha finally proposes. *sighs* I can't wait", Bulma nearly sang out.

Vegeta felt a strange tug in his chest, as if Frieza returned from the dead to plunge his hand threw it. Vegeta didn't know why but, the idea of the blue hair woman becoming the wife to that baffon earthling filled him with rage. But why? Vegeta didn't care about the woman at all. He only allowed her to live because she was useful. And as long as she could help him defeat Kakarot, he care less about her, right?

"Just so you know", Bulma continued, "On my wedding day, I want you there."

Vegeta hissed, "And why would I waste away my valuable training to partake in your foolish affairs?"

"Well, whether you like it or not, you're really important to me, Vegeta. So you have to come. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the same without you."

Vegeta growed as his impatience for the gorgeous woman in front of him grew.

"Don't waste my time with your nonsense, Woman! I'm a warrior and I don't have the time to indulge you with one of your ridiculous fantasies. Ptts, nevermind the robots. I'll speak to your father since you're even more useless than before."

Those words escaped Vegeta's mouth before he could stop them. In that moment, he realized his mistake. He looked at Bulma. Her eyes were wide and the bottom of her lids were filling up with tears. Vegeta wanted to take it back but, he couldn't. It was too late.

"I-", Vegeta started.

"You know what Vegeta," Bulma's sweet voice became poisonous venom, "how about you take those robot and fix them yourself? Huh? Well, since I'm SO useless, I just 'you' can be the one who repairs the ship each and every time you blow up the ship. 'You' can be the one who cleans up your own mess, for once. And 'you' can be the only who rebuilds each and every robot that you destroy, or yet, how about you take those broken toys of yours and shove them right up your royal ass, you jerk", Bulma screamed in his face.

Vegeta was completely taken back. No one on Earth, no one in space, dared to speak to him the way that Bulma just did. Before the shock could wear off, Bulma stormed passed Vegeta and made her way into her house before Vegeta could react. Once she was out of sight, the shock of the event passed by, then the rage began to set in.

'How dare she speak to me like that. I am Vegeta, the Prince of ALL Saiyans. I will not tolerate such disrespect from a lowly human wench!'

Vegeta stormed into the house after Bulma. He was going to tell her what was what. And if she wasn't going to hear it, he was going to blow up this pitiful excuse for a planet and take her with it. Inside the house, Vegeta looked inside every room for Bulma. She was nowhere to be found. Finally, Vegeta found himself in front of Bulma's bedroom door. This was it. He was going to unleash all of his wrath on the woman and make it perfectly clear that the only reason that she and her family was still alive was because he allowed them to. Vegeta didn't hesitate. He grab the handle and ripped the door open.

"Woman, I only going,...to say,...this,...once,...," all of Vegeta's rage disappeared within a flash.

There before him was Bulma standing in front of her mirror, completely naked. Her creamy ivory skin ,that has now been kissed by the sun, is flawless. Vegeta's eyes wandered from her hot red, blushing face down to her bare, perfectly identical, large yet perky breast. His eyes noticed her perfect shaped, pink erect nipples. Lower his eyes wandered down her small, flat waist and wide hips. He took notice of the small patch of neatly trimmed, blue pubic hair that grew on her lower bikini area. Lastly, Vegeta's eyes glanced down at the long, slim, creamy legs that could only belong to Bulma. Vegeta felt a felt a familiar heat return to his cheeks.

"I,...uh", Vegeta tried to speak but once again, his brain and words failed to aid him.

"AHHHH!", Bulma scream.

She ran up to Vegeta and with all of her might, punches him in the face, knocking him into the wall behind him, and she slams the door shut.

"YOU CREEPY PERVERT! HOW DARE YOU BUST INTO MY ROOM! WELL I HOPE THAT YOU GOT AN EYE FULL BECAUSE THIS IS GOING TO BE THE LAST TIME YOU GET A PIECE OF THIS EYE CANDY!", Bulma screamed through the door.

Vegeta's brain finally begins to work again. He got up on his feet immediately and stood next to the door.

"For you information, Woman, I wasn't trying to get a gander at your indecency. I merely came up here to make sure you that you comprehend who you're dealing with", Vegeta yelled back.

"I know exactly what I'm dealing with; a dweeby, perverted alien with who has NO manners when it comes to beautiful women, like me. Damn it! I knew being born this beautiful is curse."

Vegeta growled deep in his throat.

"Don't flatter yourself wench! Your outer appearance is average at best."

Suddenly Bulma's door rips open. Luckily for Vegeta, Bulma covered herself with a towel. However, Vegeta too distracted from the anger in Bulma's eyes to notice that she was only wearing a towel.

"What the hell is wrong with you today? First you call me useless, now you call me ugly? You've alway been kind of a jerk but now you're pushing, Bud!"

Vegeta was taken back.

'Damn it", he thought, 'say something!'

"Oh, I see. You're jealous", Bulma said.

"What?!"

"It all makes sense now. You're jealous that a 'weakling' like Yamcha gets to be with a pretty girl like me while you, The Prince of All Saiyans, is locked up all day in the space ship alone. Well, you know what, loneliness isn't an excuse for being a jerk, Vegeta", Bulma said as crossed her arms and turned head.

"You idiot, in case you had forgotten, those androids will be created and released in less than 3 years. So unlike that weakling, I'm training to 'win' this battle. And after I destroy those androids, the next person that I'm going after is Kakarot. So, unless you want to kiss the Earth goodbye, I suggest that you cease with your stupidity and help me train, Woman."

"Fine," Bulma said, making Vegeta feel at ease again, "I'll start tomorrow on new and improved robots for you to train with."

"You can't be serious!?"

Vegeta's anger flared up once more.

"I've made up my mind, Vegeta. I've been waiting for Yamcha to pop the question for years. This is the perfect night to get engaged. Oh, I can see it now,..."

"If you expect that weakling to ask for your hand, you're sadly mistaken."

Bulma opened her eyes and stared at Vegeta in disbelief.

"What? Why would you say that?"

"If he really wanted you for his bride, he wouldn't have waited for such an obscure amount of time to ask you."

Bulma's eyes narrowed at the warrior prince.

"Oh yeah, what are you, a love expert?"

"Oh course I am."

Bulma's eyes widen in disbelief once more.

"What, really?"

"Love is foolish and a waist of my time, as well as yours. Besides, if that weakling truly desired your affection, he would have spoken to your father long ago and ask for his permission first. That is a custom on planet Vegeta. And if that didn't work, the man would have to choose to live without his desired wife or to kill the father and take the woman as his wife."

'Hm,' Bulma thought to herself, 'that was surprisingly insightful. I guess after I get ready, I'll ask dad if Yamcha has popped the question to him about popping the question to me'.

Bulma smiled at Vegeta before leaping at him to give him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Ah, you sneaky wench! You just attacked me!"

Bulma pulled away from Vegeta and giggled.

"Oh, relax you. I was only thanking you. You're a big help, you know that", Bulma said while winking at him.

Vegeta growled at Bulma once more.

"If you want to thank me, then keep your physical gratitude to yourself, Woman."

Bulma suddenly heard her alarm going off.

"Oh crap! I'm going to be late. Sorry to cut this short but, I have a date to get to", Bulma said before shutting the door, not allowing Vegeta a chance to speak again.

Vegeta walks away, too frustrated to continue the argument. He went to find the Doctor. He needed to get back to his training before anything else could distract him, especially the blue hair woman.