It's been months since returning to Earth after the battle on Namek. Everyone that was killed on the planet was wished back to life. Including the so called prince of all saiyans, Vegeta. For some reason he had taken a liking to my lovely home, and would train constantly in a training pod my father had built. He was going on day 3. No sleep, didn't eat. Lord knows the man could definitely use a shower. I scrunched my nose at the thought as I glanced out the window.

Mom- "Bulma dear, would you like me to make you some tea?" she smiled sweetly at me.

Bulma- "No thanks. If I am correct the all mighty prince will be coming out of training any minute now demanding a shower and fresh clothes." He was so damn demanding. 'Start my shower. Where are my clothes woman?! Dinner isn't going to cook itself.' I sighed in frustration.

Mom- She chuckled. "You've really taken a liking to that Vegeta haven't you darling?"

Bulma- My cheeks burned red. "What?! No! Don't be crazy mother!" I stood up and stormed out of the room.

I pulled my hair back into a ponytail as I made my way to the bathroom. I turned the water on allowing it to warm up. Why am I doing this? And for someone who is such an ass most of the time?! I slammed my hands onto the sink as I glanced into the mirror. It slowly covered in steam. My mind wondered to thoughts of Vegeta. Wondering if her was alright. Or if he had over done it once more. Worry filled me. It's strange. I was never this concerned when it came to Yamcha. But then again, him, nor any other guy I have dated has needed me like Vegeta does. I was snapped out of my trance by a low grunt. I spun around. It was him, a smirk on his face. My stomach knotted.

Vegeta-"Hmph. I see you have already gotten the shower going for me. Finally getting the hang of things after all this time eh woman?"

This man was like a trigger.

Bulma- "You know the least you could do is say thank you for all my family and I do for you!" I growled.

Vegeta- "Tch."

He stripped off his shirt and pants and dropped them to the floor. I quickly turned around so that he couldn't see my flushed cheeks.

Bulma- "There is a hamper for that you know!"

Vegeta- "What the fuck is a hamper?"

He got into the shower and closed the door behind him. He then proceeded to throw out his undergarments which landed right at me feet. I began to boil.

Bulma-"Its where you put your stinkin clothes!" I shouted as I stomped my foot.

He laughed at me amused.

Bulma-"You can put the clothes in the hamper your damn self!"

I placed the basket in the middle of the bathroom and kicked his clothes towards it. The shower door swung open and he stepped out. I didn't have time to look away. He was naked, dripping wet, walking towards me. Without a word he picked up his clothes and dropped them into the basket. He locked eyes with mine and I swear for a moment, my heart had stopped beating.

Vegeta- "You may want to breathe. You are turning blue." He smirked before re-entering the shower.

I gasped and made my way towards the door.

Bulma- "Your clothes will be in the usual spot. And since you actually picked up after yourself, I'll try to avoid anything pink." I said slyly.

As I closed the door Vegeta spoke.

Vegeta- "Thank you."

Did he just say what I think he said? I was half tempted to made a snide remark, but it was so nice to hear. I didn't want to ruin it. I smile a little.

Later that evening I laid over the balcony looking up at the nigh sky. Hard to imagine that out there among the stars is a completely different world. A cool breeze blew and I pulled my robe closer together. I felt a warmth on my back and I turned to see what it was. A blanket was placed over my shoulders. As I looked up I saw Vegeta walking away.

Bulma- "V-Vegeta?"

He paused before slowly turning towards me. Was he blushing?

Vegeta- "I noticed it was a little chilly out. Would be a shame if you were to catch a cold." He kicked the ground. "Or something."

I couldn't help but smile. He looked up at me, and blushed more. I walked over to him. With a brave face, I leaned in and kissed his cheek.

Bulma- "Thank you. Vegeta."

He turned beet red. Without another word I withdrew. I didn't want t hurt his pride.

Bulma- "Goodnight."

He rubbed his cheek as I made my way into the house. I chuckled at myself. I can't believe I actually did that.

Vegeta hadn't been around for close to a week now. Ever since I kissed his cheek that night it seemed like he had vanished into thin air. Was it too much? Did I scare him away? So many thoughts crossed my mind. I made my way upstairs to clean up "his" room. When I opened the door I was surprised to see that it was tidy. Not an article of clothing on the floor. Instead they were semi neatly folded on top of the dresser. Di-Did he do this for me? My heart fluttered.

Dad- "Bulma dearest, is everything alright?" he stepped into the room.

I sniffed as I fought the urge to cry.

Bulma- "Y-yes. I was just opening a window to air out Vegetas room. It was starting to stink..."

Dad- "Mm." He was silent a moment. " I see. Don't worry dear. I am sure he will be back home in no time!"

He gave me a smile and the tears trickled down my cheeks. I had my back to him so that he couldn't see.

Bulma- "I am sure you are right." I forced a laugh as I opened the window. I heard my father retreat.

When did I begin to care so much for this man? He wasn't exactly the kindest person in the world. He was stubborn and hot headed. And a complete jerk! I wiped the tears as I sat down onto his bed. I was so tired, maybe I could just rest my eyes for a few moments. As I laid my head upon his pillow and took in his scent I drifted off to sleep.

I was awoken by cold breeze on my face. As my eyes fluttered open I saw that it was evening. How long was I asleep?! I shuttered as the breeze hit me once more. I sat up to go close the window, but as I was about to stand up I felt a tug on my hand. I looked behind me and there he was. Vegeta.

Vegeta- "Don't go..." he said in a low voice as he glanced away.

What? Don't go? That didn't sound like Vegeta at all.

Bulma- "I-I was just going to shut the window. It's a little cold..." I blushed. "How long have you been back? "

His cheeks reddened a little.

Vegeta- "For about an hour or so...I didn't want to interupt your slumber." He let go of my hand to scratch his head.

Bulma- "Oh. I see." I whispered. I went to stand up once more. Again I felt a tug on my hand.

Vegeta- "N-no! Please don't go. I-I will keep you warm. Just lay with me...a little longer."

I gasped as he wrapped me into his warm embrace. I could feel his breath on my ear as he pulled me into his chest. My eyes began to water. If this was a dream I never wanted to wake up. As a tear trickled down my cheek I felt his palm rest upon my face. As I placed my hand over his I looked up towards his face. He expression was soft, his eyes kind.

Vegeta- " Oh Bulma..." And with that, his lips were pressed against mine.

The following day I awoke to an empty bed. I sat up and looked around for any sign that Vegeta was there. Nothing. The sun beamed brightly through the opened window. Was it all just a dream? I pressed my fingers to my lips. It felt so real. I sighed in disappointment as I dragged myself out of his bed. As I made my way downstairs I could hear mother and father chatting.

Dad- "Can you believe that lad? Back at it again even after being gone a week!"

So he is back?! I gasped.

Mom- "Surely he is going to wear himself out one of these days. Honestly if not for our Bulma I am sure he would have crashed long ago."

Sneaking past the conversation I made my way to the training pod and peeped in. There he was. Not caring about the circumstances I open the door and enter. He didn't seem to notice me until I hit the lock on the door. He glared.

Vegeta- "What the hell do you think you are doing woman?!"

Here goes nothing. I take a breath and take a step toward him. He takes a step back.

Vegeta- " I asked you a q-question!"

He held his fist up and snarled, but as I got closer I noticed him slowly lowering his guard.

Bulma- " I don't know if last night was real or not." I reached my hand towards him. " And I don't really care, but I can not fight this any more."

He almost looked frightened. He glanced away.

Vegeta- " Fight what?" he whispered as my hand reached his face.

Bulma- " My love...for you."

His eyes closed as he breathed deeply. My heart was pounding so loud I am sure he could hear it. After what seemed like a life time. He spoke.

Vegeta- " I can't either." He took my hand in his and placed it on his chest. "I have tried to fight it. To keep you safe and protected from me...but I can't...I can't stay away from you any more Bulma."

He looked at me, with his eyes full of sorrow. I couldn't stay away from him anymore either.

Bulma- " Then don't..."

I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him hard. He hesitated for a moment before returning the kiss. He backed me up against the wall. A soft moan escaped my lips. This seemed to have got his attention as I felt his growth pushing against me. He pulled away from my lips and kissed down my neck.

Vegeta- " Bulma..." he panted.

Bulma- "Y-yes?"

Vegeta- " Will you be mine?"

He bit lightly on my skin. I groaned.

Bulma- "Yes."

He let out what seemed to be a sigh of relief before taking my mouth with his once more. He pinned my arms above me with one hand and gently massaged my breast with the other. I never felt anything like this before. My body trembled against his touch. Yearning for him.

Bulma- " P-please."

He stopped and let go of me.

Vegeta- "Did I hurt you? I-I'm sorry I didn't mean t-"

I placed my finger to his lips to shush him. I pull off my shirt revealing the red lace bra I wore underneath.

Bulma- " Please."

He looked at me still hesitating.

Bulma- " You didn't hurt me. I want you to take me."