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The Prince and the Genius
CHAPTER 2 – He'll be the death of me
Vegeta just couldn't accept it...first Goku, then this random kid from the middle of nowhere...both of them Super Saiyans...but not him...Why?! WHY?! It was his birth right for god's sake! He was the prince of all Saiyans...and he was the one who was training the hardest for it...but still...nothing.
He asked Dr. Briefs to upgrade the gravity simulator to 300G, and was determined to push his body over the limit.
Waiting for Bulma to present him with the new bots, he was working at adjusting to the new gravity, and was just in the middle of a push up routine when all of a sudden...
Gravity Room Service Voice: "EXTERNAL-REMOVAL-OF-GRAVITY-SIMULATION. NORMAL-GRAVITY-RESTORED-IN-3-2-1-0."
Vegeta: "Argh! F**k, f**k, F**K! Who the f**k is daring to interrupt my training?!" – screamed an angry Vegeta punching his fist to the ground – "This better be good...or you've just granted yourself a death wish...!" – shouted he to the entrance.
The door opened and a cheerful Bulma appeared...
Bulma: "Hey guys! Yes! Yes, you can just leave them inside here. Great! Thank you so much for all your help! Have a lovely day now! Bye!" – merrily said Bulma to the two security guys who helped her carry a trolley with 50 new bots for Vegeta – "...and...you're welcome Vegeta" – she addressed the Saiyan sarcastically – "...here's your new training equipment...as your royal highness requested... . Just make sure that it lasts...a little bit longer this time...will you...?"
Vegeta: "Hmmm..." – smirked Vegeta, defiantly standing to examine the bots. As mad as he was about being interrupted...he surely was curious to test the new drones...
A few minutes had passed and nobody spoke...
Bulma was starting to grow impatient; she was dying to know how he felt about the training equipment. After yesterday's encounter, she wanted to impress him, to prove herself as the genius she truly was. So this time...she decided she'd give him a little more challenging upgrade...she wanted to prove him wrong. These were the drones she thought she'd give him in approximately a month's time...but she believed he would be fine training with them...if he played safe...the question now was...could Vegeta play safe...?
Bulma: "...and...?" – Bulma enquired.
Vegeta: "...and..." – considered the Saiyan, followed by the most painful pause... – "...I can see that my empty threats...do have an effect after all... . Five hours ahead of schedule woman...? That speaks volumes...doesn't it?" – smirked the prince with his most conniving expression.
She had done an incredible job...even he knew that... But he could also tell that she was digging for compliments, throbbing with anticipation...longing for his acknowledgment... And it would be another cold day in Hell before he would give her that...he enjoyed seeing her on edge too much...
She exhaled in frustration...why did it always have to be a nightmare to communicate with him?
Bulma: "Whatever Vegeta... I have no time for your bu*****t today... I wanted to know how you felt about the bots you moron! ...It's been a lot of work you know...?!"
Vegeta: "Indeed..." – he slyly commented – "50 drones over night woman...even I am impressed...one could think you must have really felt threatened by me yesterday...or else..." – added he slowly walking towards her – "...you were mischievously hiding better training equipment from me, which...you might not have wanted me finding out..."
Arms crossed in a powerful stance, he stared into her eyes with his most terrifying inquisitive look. He was used to seeing fearsome warriors shake in fear before him...and he could easily petrify any of the Z fighters with such a glance...but not Bulma.
She would hold her ground...apparently unfazed by any of his menaces.
Mind you...he could still perceive Ki...and he did sense hers flickering uneasily in fear every time that he provoked her...but she just wouldn't let that show.
He secretly admired her for that...as we all know...pride was up high in his scale of values.
Bulma: "Don't be ridiculous Vegeta!" – dismissed an inwardly embarrassed Bulma with a matter of fact steady voice – "Why can't you just be grateful for even getting them on such a short notice?!...Gee ... I'm trying really hard here to act like a friend and be helpful...but all I get from you are your stupid enquiries and your constant threats! I'm so f-"
Vegeta: "I thought they were empty threats, woman..." – interrupted the Saiyan, big smirk on his face and an annoyingly charming ironical gaze to match.
Bulma: "I...I..." – Bulma sought for an answer but had lost it again to his obnoxious attractiveness... – "I'm...I...I'm...I'm done with this. Enough of this stupid game Vegeta! STOP IT! RIGHT NOW!...Can we please move on to more important matters? Thank you! I've got things to do...but I have to explain a few things about the drones before I leave...so zip it! And listen up! These bots are way more challenging than the ones you destroyed yesterday, not only are they stronger and faster...but they can also analyze weaknesses in real time... Wherever they'll find an opening...they'll attack... They have 5 different levels of speed...I highly recommend you only program them on level one for the time being. I also heard that you asked my dad to upgrade the gravity simulator to 300G...matter on which, by the way, I totally disagr-"
Vegeta: "No one asked for your opinion...sensei..." – threw in Vegeta displeasing as usual...
If Bulma's glances could kill...he would be dead by now...
But he was happily alive, and enjoying enraging her ever so much...
Bulma: "DON'T INTERRUPT ME!" – screamed an angry Bulma – "Only use them at 150G, agreed?! No messing around Vege...Ve...V...w...wh...what exactly do you think you are doing now...?" – stuttered an embarrassed Bulma sporting blushing red cheeks and the most confused of looks.
Vegeta had taken off his shirt and was walking directly towards her, provocative smile on his face...
Averting her eyes from his godly like figure, she stepped back as he strut and bumped into the control panel in the middle of the room.
Bulma: "...w...what is going on Vegeta...?" – asked a clearly shocked Bulma with a trembling voice.
The prince didn't reply...she could stay in her misery...
He enjoyed her uneasiness, her ruby cheeks and her heavy breathing too much to address her distress...
He walked straight to her, savouring feeling her erratic Ki and her racing heartbeat. "So that's what does the trick" – he realized.
He was a sadist...no doubt about that.
Poor Bulma couldn't honestly fathom what had gotten into him...she could easily spar with him verbally...but physically...?!
What did he want from her?
Bulma: "V...Vegeta...?" – her voice came out as an unsteady whisper.
He reached out with his right hand and she closed her eyes tight. She didn't know what was about to come...but was paralysed with fear.
He smiled at that...he enjoyed this cheeky power trip a lot...but was ready to take her out of her misery...
He touched her lower back ever so gently and she...
Screamed in fear pushing him away as hard as she possibly could!
Of course...that didn't move him an inch...
He just stood there, arms crossed, waiting for Bulma to open her eyes. He'd had enough fun for the day...he'd let her be...
Vegeta: "Are you crazy woman?" – he asked in a patronizing voice – "What's gotten into you? Screaming in my ears like that...?!"
Realizing that nothing was actually going to happen, Bulma opened her eyes and came back to her senses...
Bulma: "W...What's gotten into ME?!...WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU?! YOU HIDEOUS MONKEY KING?! WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?!"
Vegeta would play innocent...
Vegeta: "I don't know what you're talking about...? I was obviously just trying to reach for my towel... You're lying right onto it now."
Bulma slowly reached back with her hand...she felt the towel...he was saying the truth...!
She blushed an even deeper shade of red...she had just made the biggest fool out of herself...what was she thinking?!
She grabbed for the towel and looked down at it...she just couldn't look him in the eyes...she was so embarrassed for her behaviour...
Vegeta was beaming inside...his mischievous little prank had worked better than expected. He could leave it there...and just let her be...but of course he wouldn't. He had just one last thing he was dying to tell her...
Vegeta: "...and by the way...I was only bluffing yesterday about being able to smell lust... However...judging by the colour of your blush...I believe my guess might not have been so wrong after all..."
Bulma: "I FU****G HATE YOU!" – screamed an exasperated Bulma throwing his towel to his chest. "I hope you'll follow my instructions about how to use the bots. But if you don't...WHATEVER! KILL YOURSELF VEGETA! SEE HOW MUCH I CARE!"
Vegeta: "Hey! Don't be mad!" – he tried his best to keep his cool and not laugh – "You said level 5 at 300G right?" –he tried to sound as innocent as possible for his last provocation.
That got her. She stormed out of the room, slamming the door as outraged as she'd ever been in her life!
"That fu****g Sayian...he'll truly be the death of me..." –she thought to herself.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for reading! :)
Will Vegeta behave and "play safe" with his new toys...? Do you guys think the Saiyan has already some sort of crush on Bulma?...or does he just enjoy tormenting her...? Is she giving too much away...? How would you have reacted in her place? Share your thoughts! :)
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