Disclamer: I don't own it. I wish I did, boy I would kill to own it.....um....said to much.

Content: This is going to be for mature readers, it will contain bad language, sceens of a sexual nature, not to mention the actural sex
sceens.......so if you can't handle mature contents get out now and don't whine about it later.

/ thinking /, "speaking"

Chapter 1 In the beginning


Our story begins like so many others, shortly after everyone was wished back from Namek. Bulma has ....esentially, ordered Vegeta
to the showers. Leaving him the pink shirt, (we all know he loves, phit! Yeah, right!), as she goes.

The proud Saiyan Prince stands in his shower, thinking on recent events. Allowing himself a moments endulgence as the water
cascades down his body. His mind turns back to ponder over his humiliations, his weakness's. Pride...tells him that none of it is
posible, and .....yet it still happened!

/.....and the girl? Who does she think she is talking to me like that?! / "Hemph"

He was shocked at himself for even giving the human female a second thought. And was even more disgusted to find that she still
occupied his thoughts at all.

He thought absently about her eyes, / how transluecent they are...../, about her hair, /....and that blue hair....why would she do it up
in that weird-ass style that doesn't become her at all...../....

"ARRGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Get out of my head woman!", he growled into the shower.

Somehow he managed to finnish his shower in peace, without thinking further on any of the idiots that had plagued him since his
return.

Bulma had been across the hall checking on one of her projects when she heard the Saiyan warrior.

"Huh, what is he yelling about?", she said to herself while finnishing her check, and then headed out of the lab.

"UGH!! What..is..this?!" She found herself face to face with the dripping Saiyan.

He stood there in his towel holding the pink shirt up in his fist. A look of utter disgust was plastard on his face as he scowled at her.

"What?! Vegeta, don't you have normal clothes where you come from?", she scowled right back at him as she yelled in his face.

And, while she bravely stood her ground, she couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by his presence. The man was in a towel, after
all.

Ignoring her remarks he bellowed, "WOMAN, what is...this....disgusting thing?!!"

"Vegeta, you freak!! Dry yourself off and put on the DAMN SHIRT!!"

Bulma stormed off leaving Vegeta in a state of shocked disbelief, watching her disappear down the hall.

/ Why didn't I vaporize her?! I am the Prince of all Saiyans! Damnit!.....and NOBODY speaks to me in that manner without paying the
price!! / He walked back into the bathroom with a huff, and finnished dressing.


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Well that just about does it for this time around. It's pretty much as it was before, there are a few tweeks here and there....but nothing
major to speak of. Next time: a little time will have passed and is Geta whereing out his welcome? You'll just have to tune in next time
and see. So, until then...review and tell me what you think. I will respond to everyone, well except for complete bakas. Toodles!