Chapter 2

Sorry about not updating sooner but ive lost someone very close to me and ive had to deal with that but im back now and ready to write. Thanx for the reviews i got thank you so much it made me want continue the story so if i get more reviews ill will keep continue.

Vegeta slammed the door behind him as he left. He was belligerent, he was so angry he felt like he would blow up anybody or anything that got in his way. I just don't get the way that woman works. He couldn't understand it how could she, Bulma Briefs, let someone push her around and tell her when and where to be. This is the same woman that stood up to him and wouldn't back down from him when he arrived to earth with not one hint of fear in her eye. He stomped his way up the stairs, Ah fuck it. He was so furious at that moment in time he didn't want to think about anything he just wanted to take his much needed shower and get some rest.

As soon as Bulma walked out the door she felt the coldness of the atmosphere surround her. Oh what the hell it's like a fucking tundra out here. She zipped up her jacket as she made her way to her car and began rummaging through her purse to get her keys. It felt like forever before she finally found her keys, I really need to clean this purse out when I get back. By the time she got the door unlocked, she was visibly shaking and she could no longer feel her face it was so numb from the cold. She threw her stuff in the back seat of the car, sat down in the drivers seat, and put her keys into the ignition. Yes, now I can turn this thing on and finally get some heat. When she turned the keys to start the vechile the engine began to start and then gave out. I spoke too soon. She tried it again Come on, come on, but all she got was the sound of the engine giving out. Kami, has it been this long since I've started this car. Then she began to think about it. She's been so kept up in her lab in the basement when the last time she's gone out anywhere? It was so long ago she couldn't remember. She stopped her train of thought and tried once more to start the car. " Would you start already you peice of shit!! " and as if on cue the car's engine roared as it started.

Bulma looked at her wrist watch and it read 10:30. Bulma wanted to go now but knew if she didn't want to drive off and have the car shut down on her, she needed to let it warm up first. She laid her head up against the steering wheel and began to rest her eyes. She turned on the radio to listen to some music to sooth her. She was about to change the station when she heard, "WPRQ bringing you another snow alert, looks like we'll have snow showers all through the night starting around 12:30 to 1:00 in the morning so start those fires and snuggle in you beds..." "Oh shut the fuck up" she sneered as she turned off the radio and hit her head against the steering wheel. Great just, great this is just fan fucking tastic. She had been working all day, Vegeta was so furious with her he'd probably never speak to her agian, she had the worst migraine imaginable and now to top it all off she had to drive through a snow storm and Dende did she hate driving through snow. She was so exhausted from working and so stressed, fighting with Vegeta she could just...I need a cigarette. She stepped out of the car and grabbed her lighter and her pack of marlboro menthol (YEA). She lit her cigg and took a long drag of it as she felt some of her anxiety fade away. She took her cell out of the her pocket to see if she there were any missed calls, which there were none but she saw the time. 10:45 Kami it's late I guess I can't say that Vegeta was being irrational. Vegeta...Kami how she wanted to be with him right now, in her nice, cozy bed with the soft goose comforter, Vegeta lying next to her, his body heat radiating off of him and on to her flesh to keep her warm.

.I'm far from being anywhere in that position. She thought as she took another hit of her cigg. She looked at her cell again and flipped it open seeing that the last person she talked was Troy. Maybe if I call him and reason with him, I can stay here and leave early in the morning. She thought on it once more and pressed the green send button. It rang three times before someone picked up."Hello Troy McCoy speaking." "Troy hey it's Bulma" Bulma said in her fake cheery voice. "Ah, Bulma are you on your way I have everything set up and ready for you when you get here." Bulma paused before responding. "Well not exactly my car had some problems but I got it running..." Troy interrupted, "So when will you be here?" She hated being interrupted it was one her pet peeves, Bulma took the last drag on her cigg and threw it on the ground before answering. "Well actually I was hoping that I could come early in the morning instead of tonight because I'm pretty worn out from all the work I've done in the lab today and was hoping to catch some sleep before I came to the office. I'm really in no conditon to be driving and on top it's suppose to snow." She was really in no condition to be driving she wasn't just trying to make up excuses to stay here with Vegeta, she felt like she could fall asleep standing right where she was just imagine when she got behind the wheel. Please just say yes, well once again she thought wrong. "No, no, no I need you to come in tonight, this has to be done by tonight to presented in the morning and approved." Of course he does, "Ok, I'll be there" she said as she clenched her teeth. "Alright well, see you in the next hour." With that the phone went off the hook, "Dick". Bulma closed her phone and put it away as she sighed and squashed her cigarette, extinguishing what remained burning, imagining it was Troy's head. She went to open her car door but turned around and glanced over at the balcony that was outside connected to her bedroom. She could of swore she was being watched, I think I'm just tired. She shook off the feeling, got in her car, and headed for the office.

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Vegeta got out of the shower and dried off his body. He wrapped the towel around his waist as he exited the bathroom and entered his bedroom. He got to his dresser and changed into a pair of corona sweatpants (hehe) and white wife-beater. He looked up at the mirror that was part of the dresser. He looked at his face which was always stern as ever and his eyes traveled down his body to see if he had made any new knicks or bruises while training but his body was clear of any damage. He ran his eyes back up to check once more and noticed the mark on his neck. He ran his fingers over it and thought back to the day it was made permanent on him. Permanent by her, the woman, Bulma.The day that they were mated for life, the day that they were conncted physically and mentally. Yes, he would have a talk with her when she got back about this whole job thing, he had planned it all out while he was in the shower. He's going sit the woman down, tell her that she needs to think of what she's doing and blah blah blah, she'll come to her senses, stand up to her boss, and be able to spend more time with her family. Vegeta went over the plan again in his head and then chuckled to himself, yea right. "Would you start already you peice of shit!!"

Vegeta grabbed his sweater and went outside to the balcony to see what the screaming was about. He looked over the rail to see Bulma in the car, she's still here she should be long gone by now. He could hear that car was running but just barely. Heh, having trouble, serves her right, he thought as he saw Bulma hit her head against the steering wheel in fustration. He leaned over the rail to get a closer look at his mate and heard the car door click open. He jumped back into the darkness where he couldn't be seen, the last thing I need is for Bulma to catch me watching her when I'm suppose to be mad at her. He looked down once more towards the car and saw her lighting a cigarette. Now I know she's stressed, smoking a cigg when it's below zero outside. Vegeta watched Bulma as she took out her phone and brought it to her ear.

"Well who the hell is she calling at this time." As he slid closer to the rail to hear the conversation, using his sensitive sayian hearing, he picked up the voice on the other end "Hello Troy McCoy speaking." Vegeta heard her trying to work her way out of going tonight and going early in the morning, Ah, so she's starting to fight back a little, now that's the Bulma I know. And then he heard, "No, no, no I need you to come in tonight, this has to be done by tonight to presented in the morning and approved." How dare that no good son of a bitch tell her that she has to come in tonight, did she not just tell him that she was in no condition to be driving because she's exhausted. I should go down there right now, take that phone, and give him a peice of my mind. But he couldn't, of course he damned pride kept him in his place, he couldn't go down there and show concern for her, especially not now, he was furious with her. "Come on woman, let me see that temper, just tell him no." "Ok, I'll be there" He heard her say. "Of course she will" Vegeta sarcastically said. As if Bulma heard him, she looked up towards the balcony. Vegeta snaked back into the darkness, Please, Kami, I hope she didn't she me. Vegeta waited a couple of seconds and then peeked his head back out only to see Bulma get in her car and drive away.

Vegeta threw his hands in the air and walked back into his bed room. He went over to his closet, taking his sweater off to put it away. He closed the closet door as he felt something tug at his leg. What he saw when he looked down to find the culprit of the tugging he saw his six year old daughter, holding her stuffed animal, with tears in her eyes, "D-d-daddy I had a bad dream." Vegeta picked up her daughter as she sniffled and held her close, " It's ok princess daddy won't let anyone or anything hurt you, you have nothing to worry about let's go to your room and get you back to bed." He began to walk out of the room, holding Bra until she spoke up, "Daddy can I sleep with you tonight." Vegeta looked down at his little girl and felt something nudge at his heart, those eyes always got to him, just like her mother's. He looked towards the bed and then back at Bra, well it's not like it's going to be cramed since Bulm's gone anyways. "Of course you can sweetie." He brought Bra to his bed, pulled up the covers, and laid his daughter down in the bed as he got in next to her. Bra cuddled up next to her father and never felt so safe. "Good night daddy, I love you." Whenever Bra said those words it made his body feel warm and made his usual frown turn into a smile. "Good night, sweetheart, sweet dreams." He watch his daughter fall alseep as he felt his own eyes get heavy and his body succumb to sleep.

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