Vegeta stood in the shower letting the water pour over him. He had grown aggravated with himself for thinking such foolish and weak things about a human woman. How could he let her come close to him, doesn't she realize it would take next to no effort to kill her? Vegeta pictured Bulma's death, pictured his own hands taking her life and he began to feel sick. "What the hell is this!?" he grasped at his stomach. "Am I really allowing myself to feel this way from a mere thought?" Even more aggravated Vegeta finished his shower and made his way to the kitchen.
Bulma's eyes followed Vegeta as he took his seat at the table, he seemed even angrier than when he left and she knew not to ask why. Getting up she retrieved the plates from the oven, however as soon as she touched one she shot her hand back. "Ouch! I burnt myself" she turned, only to find Vegeta standing next to her. Taking her burnt hand he raised it to his face and looked at it, "foolish woman" he murmured looking into her eyes. Suddenly realizing what he was doing Vegeta dropped her hand and grabbed his plate, "ill be eating this in my room."
Bulma stood at the kitchen counter extremely confused and flustered. Vegeta had actually been concerned when she burnt herself, what the hell had gotten into him?
Bulma lay in her bed that night, still thinking about Vegeta. She couldn't deny that she found Vegeta extremely attractive, she always had a thing for bad boys and Vegeta was the perfect amount of bad. Those few intimate moments they had shared that day had only increased her attraction to him. "I want him to like me, but how could he ever like a human woman when he is a prince?" rolling over with a sigh Bulma attempted to sleep. Only moments later did she hear Vegeta's yells. "He must be having a night terror, maybe hell let me comfort him" she thought to herself. Making her way to Vegeta's room she gently opened the door.
Vegeta heard the door open, still asleep he jumped out of bed and grabbed Bulma by the throat. Shoving her against the wall, blinded by rage he held her there. Bulma, terrified placed her hands gently on the back of Vegeta's neck which was beaded in sweat. "Vegeta please, I need you to wake up you're hurting me" she placed one hand on his chest and gently pushed. Vegeta finally getting his senses back began to really see the woman in front of him. Immediately removing his hands from her throat Vegeta looked at Bulma. With tears streaming down her face Bulma kept her hand on his chest, "I'm sorry Vegeta, I shouldn't have come in here. Vegeta raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from the woman's face. Bending down he picked her up and carried her to her room. Bulma let her head fall against his chest and closed her eyes, listening to the sound of Vegeta's heart. "Woman, don't ever come into my room like that again. Next time I might not be so lucky as to wake up in time."
A few moments later Bulma lay her in her bed, her heart aching for Vegeta. How awful his night terrors must be. "Im going to make him love me, I want to be with him and that's that." Despite the scary events of the night Bulma fell asleep with a new sense of determination.