Realize Part Two-Mad Fight

Vegeta continued his hard training in the Gravity Room. If he wanted to become stronger than Kakarot once the androids arrived, he was going to train his behind off untill he fainted. Vegeta did some push-ups, sit-ups, and some punching and kicking on a stuffed object. With his massive Saiyan powers, he literally killed the stuffed thing anyway. To include, he practiced his motivation on fast moving beams that came swarming in his direction he shot from his hand. Angered at one time or another, Vegeta will use his hand beams and shoot at the small, red contraptions that appeared like an eyeball that blew them up like a bomb that sent tiny, metal pieces flying in every direction possible. His thoughts were begining to rush over to his own conversations once more.

''That drasted woman!'' he screeched as he was punching on a red, long, torpedo-like punching bag. ''She thinks she can try to get all over me! I'm not in love her! And I don't even like her one bit! She thinks she can waltz in here and start saying 'Oh, Vegeta was nice to me and he kissed me.' The freak with that! I'm a Saiyan warrior and I have no time for pitiful feelings and I'm not a fluffy marshmellow like her!''

What Vegeta wasn't aware of was that Bulma was listening to every word he'd just voiced from the screen that showed her face. She glanced upon Vegeta's fighting figure and banged on her desk with her fist furiously. Vegeta, hearing the ear-piercing noise, peered up at the screen as hot water began to boil-his anger was the boiling water. He went on with his training as he scolded, ''What the hell do you want now, Woman? I'm busy here.''

''Oh, now you're really gonna get it!'' Bulma bellowed, shaking a fist at the screen. ''I heard everything you said!'' Vegeta ceased his fake punches for a moment, stood up straight, and replied, ''I heard alll that you said, too earlier. Look, Woman, I am not a nice, cuddly, worthless teddy bear, understood? I'm the Prince Of All Saiyans.''

''Yeah, yeah. Stop your yapping, I heard ya the first time.''

''I have no time for this! And second, what makes you think I like you? I don't like you one bit!''

''Whatever. Doesn't surprise me. All you do is focus on fighting and nothing else. That's what makes you so grumpy.''

Vegeta grunted as Bulma winked at him once more.

''You're gonna pay, Woman!''

''MMMMMM...I never even think about it for a bit, but it came to mind. Maybe we can have a little combat.''

''Combat? I would send you to the next demension in less than a second. What makes you think you can beat me in a fight?''

''Girls are tougher, you know. Certain boys like you just act crazy and cowardly.''

''Cow...cow...cowardly? I'm corageous and brave dammit! You women are the weaklings!''

Bulma waved a fist at the screen in enragement as she screamed, ''We're settling this right now, Vegeta! Even if I gotta come in that Gravity Room and kick your butt, I will! You just watch!''

Vegeta snickered, ''I'll believe that when I see it.''

With that, no more Bulma was able to be viewed on the screen. Vegeta knew he could beat anyone at anything. He had the strength, power, and determination to perform whatever he wished. A woman has never proposed to combat with him and it was somewhat weird and hilarious put together. The door slide open and Bulma stepped in. Just in a snap, she was on the floor, trying to beat the three hundred gravity that was weakening her body to stand. She grunted and looked up as Vegeta approached her and snickered some more.

''I knew it. You're too much of a weakling to even pick up your body at one hundred times gravity.''

''I can do it! I'm a woman but I'm strong!''

She tried all that she could muster but Bulma just couldn't stand up. She managed to get one foot but the rest of her body was glued to the floor like. Vegeta chuckled at the suffering Bulma.

''Ha! How can you beat me, the Prince Of All Saiyans?''

''I...told...you. I...heard...you...the...first...time...doofus.''

''Doofus? You little...AAAAAHHHHH!''

Vegeta thrusted his leg and kicked Bulma's hip that sent her flying to the other side of the Gravity Room. She yelped in pain and rubbed her hip to try to make it better even though it didn't help one bit. Tears formed in her blue eyes. Vegeta even spotted the tiniest tear.

''You woman could never take any pain! I've seen tougher.''

Bulma glanced up, still grunting and holding on her hip. With not much effort, the blue haired female formed a fist and tapped Vegeta's leg. Vegeta flew away as he saw her throw up once more. He cringed at the sound and sight of the occasion.

''You monster! Now you made me sick again!''

Vegeta gaped as he continued to watch Bulma suffer in her sickness. \

What have I done? She could've almost died. If I killed her, I would be hearing more shit from people. Oh, Lord. Mine as well just take her to her room and put her to sleep.

Bulma layed on the floor and fell silent. Only her breaths could be heard. Thankfully she was still alive. Vegeta craddled her in his arms like a small infant and made his way to the house. Glad that no one was in sight and to pester him of what happened to Bulma and why she's in his arms, Vegeta quickly bolted up to Bulma's room. Vegeta placed Bulma under her white sheets and covered her up to keep her warm. His eyes trailed from her head to her toes. He smiled for not even a second and it turned into a grimace like always. That fuzzy and enlighting feeling came back to him whenever he was around Bulma. Vegeta rejected the emotion and tried to leave the room. Suddenly, Bulma's eyes unfastened slightly and, in her blurred vison, saw a blonde skinned figure with red slashes and lines wearing blue shorts and black and white sneakers.

She inquired, ''Vegeta? Is that you?''

Vegeta ceased in his tracks. His fists clenched for a second as anger began to rush to him again, but he retained his calm and replied coldly, ''Yeah, whatever.''

It didn't take too long of a time period for her bounce up on the bed and bellow,''You dweeb! You could've killed me!''

''Yeah. And? If I did kill you, I would just get pestered more by everyone. At least you're glad I was a bit generous for you at that time. I'm not all that giving, you know.''

Bulma heaved a sigh and shook her head. ''Well, for that little bit, thanks. And for kicking me in the hip...'' Bulma jumped off the bed and delievered a very painful punch in Vegeta's arm that he didn't even consider it painful. Bulma peered to his face and gaped.

''Nice one, Woman. If I were an earthling like you, I might've felt pain and wimpered. I do feel pain but I'm strong enough to not cry my eyes out.''

''Is that more of an insult to me or something?''

''Just whatever, okay? I saved your behind from death. What more could I do? Geesh!'' The disgusted Vegeta exited the room, slamming the door behind him.

''Touchy,'' Bulma remarked.