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A Bulma and Vegeta story.

Chapter one

It was early. Vegeta had already been awake and training for hours. He sensed the woman was moving around now. He rolled his eyes, how these humans could sleep so long and get anything productive done during the day hours, he didn't know. He puts the gravity levels up and pushes his strength further. He shoots a Ki blast in frustration with himself. The blast hits the control panel and the gravity goes haywire, shooting up and down so quickly it hurts his head to feel it. Vegeta growls and shoots it again, successfully breaking the machine…again.

"VEGETA! What the HELL was that explosion sound?!" Bulma outside and over to the gravity chamber, the whole freaking city must have heard that! She makes her way to the door just as Vegeta walks out and pushes past her.

"Vegeta! What happened?!" she went inside and cried out in frustration.

"You broke it again! And this time on purpose? I thought you liked to train and get stronger! Why would you…"

"Shut up! You stupid woman. I did not break it on purpose. It was already broken. I simply destroyed it before it could destroy me. Gravity going up and down so fast I couldn't think long enough to turn it off. Fix it!" Vegeta waved his hand and walked back towards the house.

"Hey! I am not your servant! I don't have to fix this for you!" she yells at him completely flustered. "How dare you speak to me like that! I'm the smartest woman on this planet! Not to mention the prettiest! Maybe I'll just…."

Vegeta had, had enough with her talking. He turned and glared at her, making her stop her rant for fear she might lose a limb, walking right up to her and saying

"You want protection from those androids don't you woman?"

"Well yes, but we don't necessarily…"

"Without me you only have that idiot Kakarot. And he will not be enough." He glares at her with a glare that could kill

She simply glared back and poked his chest with her pointer finger

"Listen here your majesty" she says her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I am not your slave and just because we need your help doesn't mean you get to treat everyone like sh…"

"Shut up woman I didn't ask for you to speak! Your voice gives everyone a headache! Go ahead! Go fix the machine." He walked back inside as Bulma angrily clenched her fists and closed her eyes. She took a deep calming breath

"Just stay calm B…just fix it…tonight Yamcha will make you feel better." She nodded to herself only slightly believing herself.

"Yeah…he'll make it better" She went to work fixing the gravity chamber.

Later that night Bulma was getting ready for her date with Yamcha. They were going to a fancy restaurant on the other side of the city. He was supposed to be there in ten minutes. She looked over herself in the mirror, fixed one hair and smirked,

"Perfect as usual Ms. Bulma Briefs." She grabbed her purse and went downstairs, much to her pleasure Vegeta looked up and saw what she was wearing, and she smiled innocently as he couldn't keep his eyes off her.

"Really Vegeta it's not nice to stare."

He blushed furiously, and yelled at her

"I'm not staring! You vulgar woman put some damn clothes on…"

He went back to eating his food. Bulma rolled her eyes and went to lean against the wall next to the hallway. She was staring out into space for a while when Vegeta yelled,

"Hey woman! Look at me when I address you!"

She snapped out of it, "huh? Oh sorry…kind of zoned out for a second...what is it you need?"

"Hmph. I saw your work on the gravity chamber is not yet complete how am I supposed to train to protect all you puny weaklings without proper training equipment?"

He sounded annoyed which made Bulma slightly pleased

"Like I said before, I'm not your personal slave. I had to get ready for my date with Yamcha. I'll finish the repairs tomorrow. I promise."

"You haven't ditched that weakling yet? Huh I thought you were supposed to be smart. That cheating son of a b…."

"Vegeta! He is not cheating on me! Just shut up! You don't know anything. Just go f…"

"Watch your mouth human! I am Prince of all Saiyans, greatest warrior race in the entire universe."

She rolls her eyes and scoffs "Well you have fun being ALONE tonight, mister Saiyan Prince."

Bulma walks to the door and walks outside right as Yamcha gets there.

"Hey," he says somewhat surprised, "I could have come knocked on the door…"

"Don't worry about it. If I had been in there three more seconds either Vegeta would be dead or I would have killed myself." She sighs frustrated and walks to the car.

"Why do you even let him stay here? He's an evil alien who could kill you…snap you in half like a toothpick. Why let him stay here when he'll probably end up being our downfall?" Yamcha sounded like it bothered him. And it did, he wasn't happy with how she'd been all over Vegeta, helping him and giving into his every demand.

"Come on Yamcha. We need his help against the androids. Goku can't do it himself. Besides…he's not as bad as everyone thinks he is, promise"

"He hasn't made any moves on you has he?"

"Oh please. His Highness isn't interested in anything but training so hard he's in bed for a day. And eating, he loves to eat everything and anything we have in the house." She leans back into the seat as they drive away

"I don't even think he'd know how to 'make a move' as you put it. Goku had it easy. He got married real young. Vegeta probably never will." Thinking out loud to herself she puts a finger on her cheek.

"Why do you care? He's just some alien monster." Yamcha scowled while watching the road.

"He's not that bad Yamcha. And he's not a monster. Whatever let's drop it. let's focus on you and me alright?"

Yamcha nodded and smiled at her "Sounds good to me."

Vegeta was following them. It's not like he cared, but he was bored. With the gravity room broken he had nothing to do…and he ate all their food so he had nothing else to eat. He watches Bulma and Yamcha through the window of the restaurant and sees the waitress pass him a note. Vegeta frowns, why and how would Yamcha know her? He glared at Yamcha, he knew he was a cheating bastard but during a date with Bulma? What idiots, both of them, her for not knowing and him for doing it in the first place. He growls lightly if Yamcha hurts her again she'll be crying for days. He needs his peace. It might be best to leave things alone.

Yamcha got the note and smiled at the waitress. He was going to meet up with her after he took Bulma home. He loved Bulma, but sometimes he needed a break from her. Besides she was always with Vegeta who knows what they do to each other. He smiled inwardly knowing he'd be getting a lot of love tonight. He smiled at Bulma and they talked a while before he caught a glimpse of Karen going back to the bathrooms.

"Hey Babe I'm going to the bathroom, be right back" he says and gets up going over to the bathrooms and catching Karen around the waist, kissing her neck

"Where're you going?" he asks breathing against her neck. She giggles and leans back into him.

"Nowhere" she says as he smiles against her skin.

Bulma waits for ten minutes before sighing and getting up

'He's been gone a long time…' she thinks going around the corner and stopping when she sees him with the waitress, she knows what they're doing. Tears come to her eyes and she feels like the wind has been knocked out of her. She whispers just as he turns and sees her there,

"Vegeta was right…"

"B…Bulma? Wait! This isn't…" Yamcha tries to explain, pulling away from his little waitress.

"Shut up…It's exactly what it looks like. Just… stay away from me" she ran from the restaurant into the cold night. She wiped her eyes and shook her head saying quietly to herself again

"Vegeta was right… I can't believe he was cheating on me…I thought he loved me…" she was walking home. It was far but she didn't wait for Yamcha to drive her home. She was halfway home when it started raining. She just cried harder as the cold raindrops fell onto her face. She was heartbroken and she was going to let it out, she couldn't not. Besides Vegeta would just laugh at her if she came home crying, telling her I told you so and laugh at her pain.

She was almost there when she tripped and fell onto her knees. She clamped her eyes shut and let all the tears go at once. Already soaking from the rain, the tears didn't matter. She sat there until she was sure she was done and couldn't cry anymore that night. She got up but tripped again. Balling her hands into fists she got up one more time and ran inside. She slowly closed the door behind her and slid to the floor; she wiped her eyes and just sat there.

Vegeta had followed her home, watching the whole thing, hearing everything. She walked home; she cried the entire way, not even seeming to mind the cold rain that fell. He watched her now, sitting by the door, he didn't know that a human could contain this many tears, over that moronic weakling too. Vegeta finally couldn't take it and went over,

"Woman why are you crying? How can there be this many tears?"

Bulma looked up at him and he shifter uncomfortably. He had never seen her blue eyes so sad and desolate. It made something inside him feel…no, NO he didn't feel anything for her, he was a warrior. Feeling things about weaklings like her was unacceptable.

She looked at him and said softly,

"There are always more tears…when your heart is broken. Always more. Even when you think there can't be…." She looks away from him and says quietly

"go ahead and tell me you told me so…he was cheating on me…you were right…I hate that you were right." She buries her face into her knees as she trembles. She's exhausted from crying and walking home, plus she knows she'll get sick from all the rain she was in.

Vegeta just watches her for a little while before going and picking her up and carrying her upstairs to her room. She didn't even protest, didn't flinch, she didn't make a sound. Vegeta glanced down at her. Her eyes held no emotions. They were empty and cold. He took her to her room and set her on the bed

"You don't need that weakling. It's good you got rid of him before it got any more serious."

She glanced at him but didn't say anything then got up and went into her bathroom to change. Vegeta growled lightly and went to his own room. Something told him he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Why can't I stop…? I don't care about her, so why can't I stop thinking about…GUH!" he pounded a fist into the wall making a giant hole. He took a deep breath and went to lie down on his bed. It was after three when he finally drifted to sleep. It was going to be a long night.