The situation is irrelevant now.
Vegeta stared at the pregnancy test on the counter.
She loves the way that I tease, I love the way that she breathes.
Her nails were scratching at his back as he pounded into her, listening to the incoherent moans and the squeaking of the mattress.
I touched her 'oh' she touched me 'ah', it was the craziest thing.
'Kami, Vegeta! Ooh, that feels so good!'
I love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me.
'This means nothing woman.'
'I'm not looking for love Vegeta.'
A certain girl, she took my hand and ran it up her thigh, she licked her lips and pulled my hair, I fell in love for a night.
'Woman, what are you doing?'
'I want you Vegeta.'
She pulled his hair, licked his lips, and drove right on in.
She can't behave, and I'm just a slave.
'Woman, this is ridiculous.'
'I just need to make sure it fits.'
'In public?'
'Are you modest dear Prince?'
'Never.'
'Well then?'
'Fuck woman.'
Don't worry I'll be gone when the morning comes.
He only waited a few hours after she fell asleep to get up and train.
Darling, what is going on? Honestly that never happened; lying is your favorite passion. Leave me, go where you belong. Higher heels and lipstick napkins, dying is your favorite passion.
'I swear Vegeta; I wouldn't sleep with Yamcha again!'
'I don't care woman, you're nothing to me.'
'Liar!'
The frustration, little regular thing, I hate the ones who love to hate because they're just like me.
'Fuck you Vegeta!'
'My pleasure.'
A certain girl she took her hand and put it in my lap, its way too full, she said once you have me you'll always come back.
'You have a curse on me.'
'Whatever helps you sleep at night Vegeta.'
She can't behave, and I'm just a slave.
He flipped her over so she was on top and watched and enjoyed as she rode him.
Don't worry; I'll be gone when the morning comes.
He never looked her the morning after, for he never wanted to see her disappointment that he didn't stay.
Darling, what is going on? Honestly that never happened; lying is your favorite passion.
'You love me, don't you?'
'Don't be a fool woman, we both agreed not to get attached in this.'
Leave me, go where you belong. Higher heels and lipstick napkins, dying is your latest fashion.
I know you love to insist, and all it takes is a kiss, and you just love to hate me.
'I hate you Vegeta!'
He held her wrist before she could strike him and looked her in the eyes before kissing her hard, hearing her moan, and they were back at it again.
You know, you just love all the lies, so don't act surprised that I just love to hate you.
'Say it.'
'I don't lie, woman.'
'Just this once, please.'
'I love you.'
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair, it was the craziest thing. I love the girls who love to hate.
He had her against the wall, and they weren't being nice. Bulma had bruises, Vegeta had scratches, and they both just didn't care.
"Vegeta?"
"What?"
"Dinner's ready!"
Well, he was royally fucked.