He opened his eyes and looked toward his bedroom door. Seeing Bulma, he scoffed and rolled over. "What do you want, woman?" He groaned, pretending he wasn't interested in talking with her.
She came and sat on the bed next to him, sighing.

"Listen, I know you and me have never really seen eye to eye but ... I don't know, I'd like to know a little more about you if you're going to be living with me."

Vegeta stood up and glared in her direction. "Listen, woman, I'm only here until I defeat the androids, and then I'm destroying this planet. I thought I'd made this clear before, but then again, it is YOU I was talking to, probably went in one ear and out the other." He smirked and walked out the door.

Bulma furrowed her eyebrows and took off after him. "Fine! You know what? I'm not letting you use my Gravity Machine then!"

He stopped in his tracks and growled, turning around to face her. She had his smirk planted on her face, arms crossed in a triumphant stance. "Blasted woman..." He mumbled.

"What was that, Vegeta?"

He then looked up to her eyes, returned the smirk and laughed slightly. "You think you've won, don't you?" Her expression fell for a moment, as if confused. "You, the so-called genius, didn't seem to remember the other planets I could go to and train." He then turned away and began walking down the hallway again.

DAMN HIM! she thought. "Vegeta, wait!" She called out, walking after him again. Surprisingly, he stopped and turned in her direction. "Look... I just... I don't want you to go. I kind of like your company, even though we get into fights a lot... it makes the days interesting." She smiled and laughed. "So... I guess you can use my machine... even if that is all you're here for..."

His heart broke at the words, but God forbid he'd ever let her know that. That was far from all he wanted here, far from all he stayed here for. He snapped back into reality and smirked. "Good. I was hoping you'd change your mind." He turned on his heel and walked out to the afformentioned machine. When he got out there he laid in the middle of the room for a long while and just thought about everything. He sighed, stood up and walked to the door. He looked out the small window that was in the door and saw Bulma outside, laughing and chatting with her friends that had arrived. Kakkorat, Chi-Chi, Krillen, Piccolo... no... that couldn't be Yamcha... could it? There was a man with his back toward the machine, talking to Bulma, their bodies very close. The Saiyan prince growled and punched the wall next to him. It was Yamcha. WHY?! He inwardly screamed. WHY does she have to always go back to him?! He looked out the window again and saw them kissing, and again his heart broke. He fell to the floor and banged his head on the wall a few times, reminding himself of just how stupid he was for not taking his chance when he had it. "Dammit, woman... I love you." He whispered to himself. He felt something on his face and wiped his hand over it. He looked at his fingers and saw tears, which both angered and scared him. I CAN'T get weak... I can't... He thought once more.

Outside, Bulma pushed Yamcha away and threw his drink she had so kindly brought him in his face. "What do you think you're doing?!" She screamed. "I told you before, we're done! Now get off my property and stop ruining everyone else's day you fuckin' asshole!" He fumed and wiped his face off, then smacked her with that same hand. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground, catching everyone's attention, including Vegeta's.

Vegeta's eyes shot open and he stood, looking out the window again. Bulma was on the ground, and he could see a large red mark swelling on her face. Unfortunately, Kakkorat and Piccolo were nowhere to be seen. Krillen and Chi-Chi were struggling to hold Yamcha back, but he broke free and got on top of Bulma again, smacking her twice more. The Saiyan growled, his instincts taking over. He flung the door open and flew over to the scene, kicking Yamcha in the ribs, which sent the bastard flying to the other side of the yard. Vegeta looked down at Bulma, who was staring at him in shock. "You okay, woman"

She nodded, but Vegeta knew it was a lie. The red, swollen spots on her cheeks, the bruises on her arms, and the cut on her lip spoke more truthfully than her words. The anger inside Vegeta could be felt by all of them, emitting from his every pore. He flew after Yamcha and gave him a good right-hook to his cheek, then kicked him high into the air. Yamcha hacked up blood as he sky-rocketed into the clouds. The Saiyan appeared above him, interlocked his hands and punched Yamcha's head, sending him back to Earth, his face grinding on the ground for about forty feet, before he finally stopped. Chi-Chi, Krillen, and Bulma looked on, seeing if Yamcha was dead, or if he was going to get back up, Vegeta slowly floated back down to Earth and kicked Yamcha in the ribs, rolling him over. He got down on his knees, leaned over his opponent, grabbed his collar and growled into his ear. "Get the fuck out"

Yamcha got up as quickly as he could, glared toward Bulma, thinking about attacking her once more, but Vegeta stopped those thoughts with a kick to his back. The man then flew off, feeling defeated and humiliated. Chi-Chi ran over to Vegeta and hugged him, which took Vegeta by surprise and he tightened every muscle in his body. "Oh, thank you, Vegeta... if you hadn't come out I don't think Bulma would be here right now..." She let him go and they both looked over to the blue-haired woman. Goku and Piccolo, of course, had just emerged from the house and Kakkorat was picking her up. Vegeta yelled over to them.

"HEY!" Piccolo, Goku, and Krillen all looked over to him. He smirked and flew over to them. "I think this is my responsibility, is it not?" The three of them raised their eyebrows at him, but Goku handed her over. The prince nodded and carried her up to her bedroom, laying her down in her bed. He went to her bathroom and got a wet cloth, then walked back out. He sat next to her and dabbed the cloth on her forehead, cheeks, and lip. "You okay?" He asked softly.

She nodded and opened her eyes. "Thank you..." He gave a small smile and looked at her for a few moments.

Woman...what happened"

She sighed and wiped the tears that had begun to fall from her eyes. "I really don't know... I just... I invited all of them over, hoping we could all be civil about everything, ya know? Well, Yamcha asked me for a drink and I, in the kindness of my heart, got him one. When I brought it back out he said, 'thanks babe', and kissed me, after I told him countless times last week that we were over, for good this time. Then, I proceeded to scream at him and push him away... called him an asshole and he got mad... and just started... hitting me." She wiped her eyes once more.

He just nodded, telling her that it was okay to show her emotions. "Woman..." He spoke after a small silence. "Why do you always end up back with him"

She laughed, but it seemed more like she was laughing at her own stupidity. "I really don't know, Vegeta." There was another silence, but this time, Vegeta had nothing to fill it with. He just looked around the room, but then she finally spoke again. "Vegeta"

"What, woman"

"Could I... could I hug you"

His eyes widened and he rubbed the back of his head... "I... uhhmm"

"Just this once... for saving me"

"I... I suppose... but just this once." He saw her try to get up, but then started laughing. "What are you laughing at"

"I can't get up, could you help me"

"Sure... but it isn't my fault if I hurt you." He smirked. Bulma lifted her arms up to him and he gently wrapped his around her, lifting her slowly up to a sitting position. He held her close and inhaled her sweet perfume, suddenly she started crying and he stiffened up again, not sure of what to do. She rested her head on his shoulder and clung to him, so he followed his instincts and hesitantly rubbed her back. She looked into his eyes and sniffled.

"I'm sorry, Vegeta... it just hurts"

"I know..." She smiled and laid back down in bed. "I'll let you sleep." Vegeta said, standing up and beginning to walk out of the room.

"Vegeta..."

"Hm"

"Could you...lay down with me? I'm just scared... that's all"

He hesitated. "Umm... sure... I'll lay down with you."