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"You know that I could easily snap your neck?" He asked, leaning dangerously close.

"Sure I know, but we both know that you won't. You simply need me" She answered, trying not so showing how he was much closer than she would have preferred it.

Vegeta looked into her eyes silently a little longer, then he left. He had no time fooling around, he wanted to train as much as possible. Yet, he will remember on this and he will take his revenge. He was sure he will find a way to pay back for this. Girlfriend… like the saiyans had girlfriends! It was a stupid Earth thing and Vegeta wouldn't even be familiar with the term if Bulma wasn't continuously babbling about things like girlfriend, boyfriends, date, love and who knows what else…

Soon the opportunity for revenge presented itself. He was storming into the living room, only to find the women there, watching some kind of ridiculous movie.

"What is it this time?" She asked irritated.

It was the best part of the movie; the hero was just about to confess his never dying love for the heroine and she didn't want to miss it.

"The gravitation machine broke, again" He lashed out.

"I will take a look at it after this" Bulma answered, not removing her eyes from the screen.

"You will do it now!"

"I won't! You cannot tell me, what to do."

"Oh, but I can" Vegeta called, then simply grabbed Bulma, throw her on his back and went towards the spaceship.

"Put me down you jackass!"

She struggled and hit him continuously with her fists but of course he barely felt anything, while Bulma realised that it hurt her. So she stopped that, but still tried to escape and continued to scream curses at him.

"Shut up!" Vegeta roared.

Due to his saiyan hearing it was more painful for him, then for any other normal human and even with human standards she was extremely loud. Bulma only stopped struggling when she was put on the ground rather hard. Looking around she realized she was inside the spaceship, facing the consoles generating the gravity. She wanted to object but as soon as she opened her mouth she heard him saying:

"I won't let you out until you fix it."

"What?!"

"You heard it right."

"You cannot do that!"

"I'm already doing it."

"But… you cannot train with me here."

"I cannot increase the gravity as it would crash you, but I couldn't do it anyway as your damn machine broke!"

"Go ahead, keep me here then! I'm sure you will give it up sooner, as you have to eat eventually!"

"While I certainly eat more than you, I have a better endurance of hunger. It often happened that on missions I haven't eaten for days."

Bulma couldn't quite believe it. The whole situation seemed like a nightmare. She was in the spaceship with Vegeta and she had no way of escaping. She needed to restrain herself from lashing out when Vegeta began to make push-ups, fully ignoring her. After the initial anger slightly passed, she ended up looking at him. Mostly because there was nothing else for her to do, partly because it was quite a sight how his muscles worked under his skin. As perspiration began to cover his body she just couldn't take off her eyes.

"Crap!" She murmured forcing herself to look away and to come to her senses, she hit her head in the wall once on purpose.

Vegeta slightly raised one of his eye-browns as he had no idea what the woman was doing. Sure he realised that she was looking at him almost all the time, yet he decided to focus on his training and shut her out. For some reason it turned out to be more difficult than he ever anticipated. He was not quite sure why it made him feel uneasy? Angry? Confused? It never bothered him before and he wasn't willing to confess even to himself that now it was. Heck, she was just looking! Suddenly he stopped his push-ups and walked over to her, causing Bulma to look at him once again. He sat down in front of her and their legs were almost touching.

"What?!" She asked irritated.

Vegeta ignored the question and just looked at her. Bulma couldn't explain his behaviour and also couldn't tear away her gaze from him. His eyes were so capturing. They say the eyes are a gate to people's soul and while she couldn't quite see anything in them, he certainly had a gaze like nobody else she ever met before. She felt herself shivering and had to bite the inside of her mouths not to lose reality. As she was wearing shorts she felt how the heat was coming from Vegeta's leg. She couldn't figure out why he came so near to her. Vegeta watched her expression carefully and realised she was breathing a bit quicker than normally. So she was afraid of him! Why else would she react like that? But the longer he looked at her the better he knew that it wasn't fear. He has seen so many die by his own hands and looked into so many of his victims' eyes before he killed them so he knew fear. This wasn't it. Then what? What other than fear made her… look different? And what was he feeling? Regardless what it was, he never felt it before and he already hated it. Feelings… apart from hate, anger and pride he hated all the others. Fear… that was ok if others felt it towards him. Frustration, amusement and even shame; he also experienced those. But this, whatever this was, wasn't any of those. He leaned closer so her face was only inches apart as he desperately wanted to understand it. He felt that it took most of his willpower just to stay so close. Why? It's not like she was dangerous or could hurt him. No. He was always anxious when Freeza invaded his "aura" and stepped too close to him, yet this, her, it felt different. He was just about to give in and pull back when Bulma crawled back a little and then lie down on her back, stretching out her long bare legs at his left side. He felt relieved, then he felt angry as he couldn't understand why it felt so hard to be so near to her. She covered her face with her hands and slowly her breathing returned to normal. That's when Bulma had to confess herself that she felt something for Vegeta. She desperately hoped it wasn't love.

"Fine, I will fix that damn thing now!" She sighed.

Vegeta wasn't expecting her to give up so quickly, yet he was strangely relieved not to spend more time with her here, alone. Then he followed Bulma going towards the exit and he instantly become angry. Just as she was about to put her hand on the handle, he grabbed her wrist asking:

"Where do you think you are going?"

"To get the tools you stupid monkey!" She lashed out, trying to pull away her hand.

"Then hurry!" He nodded, releasing her.

"You are coming with me! I cannot carry all the tools by myself, it's too heavy."

"You are just too weak."

"Do you want to have a working machine or not?" Bulma asked, putting her hands on her hips.

She registered with a smile when Vegeta followed her as she left the spaceship. Sure, he wasn't happy about it, but who was helping who? As she stepped outside she enjoyed the cool breeze on her skin. It was quite hot in the spaceship, or rather the situation made it hot. She doubted that it had anything to do with the temperature inside, it was rather due to the fact that Vegeta was inches away from here just a few seconds ago. She still couldn't figure out what was it all about. She seriously doubted that he was interested in her, but the way he was looking, almost suggested it. Almost… if he wasn't Vegeta Bulma would have been quite sure. He grabbed the toolbox and they went back. While she was working Vegeta stared at her, like it would make the whole process quicker.

"Could you just get lost? I cannot concentrate!" She asked, throwing him an angry look.

"I will be outside so don't try to escape!" he grunted before he stormed out.

As he was outside he also realised that the air felt much cooler outside then in the ship. Now he was sure that he women put some jinx on him as these feelings always occurred when she was near.

A few days later Bulma finished her plans on the new gravitation room and hired workers to build. When the workers began to dig the hole Vegeta curiously asked:

"What is this?"

Bulma jumped as she never heard Vegeta coming, it was like he simply teleported himself there out of nowhere.

"I'm building a new cellar because I need more space for my clothes" She said the first lie what she could think of. "By the way you should come shopping with me once as you hardly have any clothes. I mean I bought a few for you, but…"

"I have already more then what I need." He grunted, then left.

He remembered when one day when he opened one of the drawers in his room he found it full with clothes. Mostly underwear, socks and shorts, but also a couple of shirts and a few sneakers. He never really questioned how those got there as he figured it was most probably the woman, who bought it. Vegeta found it more and more irritating how he felt affected by Bulma almost every time they were alone so he decided to take off and train in space for a while.

"When will you come back?" Bulma asked as she made the final checks on the spaceship.

She was wearing an overall her hair was messy and she had oil stain on her hands and on her nose.

"It's none of your business" Vegeta grunted, while he put down the last box containing his food supply.

"It is, as you will come back to my house. But never mind, I can track your spaceship on my computer so I will know before you arrive."

Bulma watched the spaceship disappear and she felt empty. She had no idea why, but she already missed Vegeta, which was insane as all they ever did was argue. Yet, now that Yamcha was out of the picture and even Vegeta was gone, Bulma felt alone. She decided to bury herself in her work and she pushed the completion of the new gravity room. As usual Bulma enjoyed her work and when she was really involved in a project, the hours, days and even weeks just flew by. Even so, one day she ended up in Vegeta's room. Party it was intentional so she could program the robots to clean it, but it was rather just an excuse. She could have programmed them in the lab as they were able to find their ways inside the house. As she looked around, she became conscious of the fact that she never entered this room since Vegeta moved in. Moved in was much of an overstatement as he merely slept there. He didn't change anything in the room, there was no indication that it was his room, that he actually lived there. He had nothing after he abandoned Freeza and maybe not much even before that. No pictures, no personal belongings apart from the few clothes which she bought for him. For the first time it hit Bulma how hard it must have been for him living the way he did. She wondered if even Goku with his naïve, cheerful personality would have turned out the way he is today if he ended up under Freeza's command. Maybe not. Maybe he would be exactly like Vegeta. She felt tear flowing down her cheek and she had no idea when she started crying. It was stupid. She should not care about Vegeta's feeling as he certainly never cared about anybody's, yet she wasn't him. She cared. There was nothing what she could do to change her feelings. Sure, she will hide them as the prince would think she is insane and just that moment Bulma wondered about her sanity. It was so not fair how she only broke up with Yamcha after more than 10 years and she already felt in love with an another guy. Maybe she wouldn't have felt so worse about it if the guy wasn't Vegeta, who wasn't capable of showing any affection whatsoever. She was furious and she threw herself on his bed and hugged a pillow to her chest. A very light scent of him still lingered on it, which wasn't helping her to come to her senses. She jumped up, threw the cushion to the wall and stormed out of the room.

"You know he will be back soon, maybe around 4 am tomorrow." Bulma heard her father and she looked up from the consoles.

Almost 3 month passed since Vegeta left but she forced herself not to check on the location of the spaceship at all. Once, she was extremely close to break this vow and her fingers already typed in the command into the pc, but she jerked her hands away before she pressed enter. She knew he will be back, he has to come back, if for nothing else then to refuel the ship. Yet now, that she heard he will be here within 12 hours it frightened her. She might have cared for him before, sure. There was no denying that when he blown up the spaceship she was concerned for him. Still, that wasn't love then. Bulma tried to locate the timeframe when she actually fell for him, but she couldn't. It just happened from one day to another.

"Ok" She answered as she blinked to his right seeing her father still standing in the doorway of the gravity room.

The room was almost completed. It had a small part, a sub-room which was on the same level as the house and then a stairs and an elevator led down to the other one, which was equipped with the gravity machine. It was at least 2 floors below the ground so the walls could be more reinforced. It was quite huge, at least 5 times the size of the gravity room in the spaceship. She decided not to go and see Vegeta when he lands, while it was difficult to restrain herself. She focused on the room and finally she was so absorbed in one of the consoles inside the wall that she never heard Vegeta entering the room.

"This doesn't look like a closet woman" He called, causing Bulma to bump her head on the rim of the wall as she tried to turn too quickly.