Disclaimer: unfortunately I do not own any of the characters in the story or a television show Dragon Ball

Authors note: hi everyone, so this is my first fanfic to ever be posted, not quite sure if it's good so you guys could tell me by leaving a comment. There is also some lime in this story but not too bad, some cussing, and crude humour. Thanks for reading :)

rated: M


Chapter 1: Breakfast

"Woman" yelled Vegeta "woman where the hell are you?" He yelled again. 'That ignorant Saiyan' Bulma thought as she walked down the hallway to meet Vegeta in the kitchen. As Bulma entered the kitchen Vegeta yelled even louder.

"WOMAN WHERE THE FUCKING HELL IS MY BREAKFAST!"

"I'm coming Vegeta, cool it!" She said as she entered the kitchen.

As Bulma walked in wearing her favourite short red dress Vegeta thought to himself...

'Why is it that every time I see that woman all I want to do is get on top of her? Damnit!, what am I going to do? I could carry out with it and get her out of my mind. Perhaps, I should just leave it alone? But, then again she is rather beautiful.'

"Vegeta... Vegeta... Are you listening to a word that I'm saying?" Bulma said in an annoyed voice. "What do you want for your breakfast?" She asked again.

"Oh" Vegeta said as he came out of his train of thought "pancakes, eggs whatever you have."

Bulma had no idea what was wrong with Vegeta, normally he wanted the perfect breakfast, but today he didn't seam to care. Bulma was a little confused so she decided to ask his what was wrong.

"Vegeta are you alright?"

"Why should I tell you woman!"

"Because, I'm trying to be nice and maybe you should tell me because I'm the one who has been providing for you for the past ten months."

"Well I'm fine, now make my breakfast!"

"You..." Bulma stopped herself because Yamucha entered the room.

Now at the moment Bulma and Yamucha were broken up, but Yamucha was staying with the Brief's and training for the arivel of the androids. He got up every morning and said to himself 'today I will be better that that stupid Saiyan prince.' And every day he went to bed not even having a fourth of the strength that Vegeta had.

Nowadays Yamucha found it hard to stay close to Bulma when she spent all of her time working on the gravity chamber, which seem to be breaking more and more every day. Now that Vegeta blew it up once it was only a matter of time before they all woke up to the sound of the gravity chamber burning up in flames.

"Good morning Bulma" Yamucha said as he walked into the kitchen

"Oh no, don't tell me you to hooked up again" moaned Vegeta.

"NO, Vegeta for your information me and Yamucha are never ever getting back together" as Bulma said this she thought 'was that a hint of jealousy I herd in his voice?'

Yamucha's face turned sickly as he said "Bulma... Never?"

"Yes Yamucha you have cheated on me for the last time, I'm done!"

"Well then I suppose there's no point on me staying here" Yamucha said is he headed upstairs to pack.

"finally, I thought he would never leave" Vegeta said as he put his feet on the table and leaned his chair back.

Bulma looked at him
"You Think this is funny? I just lost one of my best friends, who I have known for almost half of my life and you have the audacity to sit there and laugh. For kami's sake you didn't even ask me if I was alright!"

"Are you alright?" Vegeta asked in a stern but caring voice.

"Don't malk me Vegeta, I have had all the humor from you I can handle in one morning."Bulma blared out as tears started to form in the corners of her eyes.

"I'm i'm not mocking you, woman"

"if your not mocking me then call me by my name." Bulma said as she began to full out ball.

"Bulma... Are you alright?" Vegeta said as he got up from his chair and walked towards her.

She looked into his dark eyes and without hesitation ran into the Saiyans arms. She could feel him wanting to pull away, but she didn't care she needed a hug, and she would take it no matter who it was from.

Vegeta didn't know what to do? Here he was with Bulma crying into his chest so what could he do but stand there and let her cry. 'This is bull' thought Vegeta, then he decided to say something.

He gently pulled her head away from his chest so he could see her face. Her eyes were red and puffy, her make up is a mess, and her cheeks were drenched with tears. But he didn't see that, neither did he want to jump on her, all he wanted to do was look at her. Look at her beauty.

"don't even think about calling me ugly!"

Vegeta looked into her blue eyes and said...
"why would I lie and say that you're ugly, when I can tell you how beautiful you are."

"Vegeta" she said as she pulled her head back into his strong muscular chest.

"why" Bulma said inbetween sobs

"because, you need someone and that dickhead won't cut it." As Vegeta said this Yamucha walked into the kitchen to say one last goodbye. But, upon entering the room Yamucha found Bulma And Vegeta hugging.

instantly rage filled Yamucha, he shouted out "Fuck you Vegeta!" When those words hit Bulma's ears she instantly turned her head away from Vegeta chest only to lock eyes with Yamucha. Their eyes may only have met for seconds, but in those seconds they both knew that they would never be together again.

Yamucha stormed out the door, as Bulma pulled her head back into Vegeta's chest and began to cry even more.