Vegeta followed Bulma up the stairs

Vegeta followed Bulma up the stairs. 'Better follow her for the sake of my
eardrums," he reasoned. Bulma beckoned to him from the doorway of the
bathroom. "You are way over due for a bath," she commanded him. "Now go!" He
moved to protest, then sighed as he realized she meant it. 'Better get it
over with,' he reasoned to himself. 'Now what the heck are these things
for?' as he looked over at the faucets.
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Bulma, meanwhile, started making a saiyan-sized sandwich for Vegeta. 'How
long am I going to put up with this jerk, anyway?! He has no good points at
all! Well, as long as you overlook his handsomness..... It's not right for
someone so self-centered to look so good! Well, here comes the Baka no Ouji
himself.' As Vegeta began to wolf down his sandwich, she studied his
profile. 'He -does- look cute, even while stuffing himself. But no one can
get past that personality. It's almost a waste, with that sculpted face and
body, those corded muscles intertwining along his calves and biceps... he's
definitly a ripe canidate for Micheangelo. But that scowl- it's like a
permanent part of him.' Just as Bulma was pondering this, he looked up and
snarled at her. "What -is- it, woman?!" She rolled her eyes. "Didn't your
mom ever tell you that your face could freeze like that?" He glared at her
once more. "My mom was never around, -woman-, not that it's any of your
business." With that, he stalked out of the room and into the gravity
machine. "You're welcome!" Bulma called. 'He never does get the point of my
sarcasm, not that he'd actually say thank you to anyone. But I sort of feel
sorry for him... not having a mom around -ever-. Not that -my- mom ever
understands anything.' She softly tiptoed upstairs, leaving the cleaning
robots to do the rest. As she walked down the hall, she stifled a yawn. She
was pretty worn out, from doing a lot of work on her project for
miniturizing airplanes into capsules. 'Damn lawyers... always want more
advanced travel...' she mumbled to herself. 'I wonder if Vegeta is asleep?'
Suddenly... "Naaaaaaniiiiiiii!" she shouted! "What in kuso do you think
you're doing?!?!" Vegeta smirked amusedly. "Well, there wasn't any towels,
so I..." he trailed off. However, he did take note in her crimson cheeks and
aroused state. 'This should be interesting...' he thought, aloud saying,
"I'm going to -bed-, woman, now if you would just -get- -out- -of- -my-
-way-..." She hastily moved to do so. He strolled off, catching her backward
glance. 'I'll have to check this out,' he thought to himself. As he began to
lie down, he thought of her expression. 'She's cute when she's suprised..'
the Saiyan took note. 'Actually, she's cute when she's smiling too... but
those are rare moments,' thinking back to all the times when she was angry.
'Well, she's cute when she's flustered, too...' Turning off the light, he
smiled to himself. He would never admit it, but there were times when he
actually regreted saying something rude to her. Not that he cared if she was
hurt, just... He sighed. He was lonely. He always had been. There was no one
for him, no one who cared, no one that listened, no one that understood...
being Prince was all he cared about, and succeeding his father, then later
killing Freeza. Now Kakkarotto. But was it really important? Did it matter
that much, becoming Super Saiyan? Was that all in life? Then what, what if
he did accomplish it all? Would he actually be -happy-? He thought of
Chi-Chi and Gohan, Gohan, how he would look if he discovered that someone
they trusted had killed his father... "Fah," he said aloud. "They shouldn't
of let their guard down. Emotions are the overthrow of Goku." Yet he became
a Super Saiyan, with those so-called weak emotions? Weren't those emotions
the -key- to being successful? Didn't he, deep down inside, actually want to
be -happy-? his conscience reasoned with him. He shivered, imagining himself
as a smaller Goku with pointed hair. "Forget it. Super Saiyan is all that
matters," he decided. Yet the argument remained unsettled.
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ok, short yes, but I was worried if it was actually taking the direction I
wanted it to take. Please tell me if Vegeta seems too out of character, I
don't want him to be that way, just simply reasoning with himself. He will
-not- change, remaining the grumpy, conceited Saiyan we all know and love!
Also, when something is in ' ' such as 'I am exhausted' is being thought,
not said and not in quotes. And when a word is in - - like -you- then it is
stressed. Dragonball Z is not mine, and I am not attempting to make such a
claim. I wish I owned Vegeta though.... I've got the action figure, but
lately, it's just not cutting it! *sob* I appreciate your opinion, really, I
-want- to know how to improve! more out later