Chapter Three
Vegeta walked towards the kitchen the next morning, he was trying to avoid the awkwardness that he was foreshadowing, but he wanted to eat something before going to his rigorous training.
He walked into the kitchen seeing Bulma sipping on the dark liquid she's always sipping on in the morning. "Morning, hung over?" she asked nonchalantly.
'How unlike her. she's not going to bring up last night. Well good.' "Woman it would take so much more than you earthlings had to offer last to constitute as somewhat influential in my body." He said grabbing the already made breakfast by the kitchen bots.
"Huh, I've could swore that you must have been under the influence of some powerful substance for you to pull the stunts you did, last night." She said behind her huge coffee mug.
'Damn her!' with a growled and didn't feel like she needed a response. It was back to avoiding the earthlings. For the next few weeks he focused solely on reaching the Legend. It was a few weeks before he saw Bulma again.
It was around ten at night, Vegeta was walking out of Capsule 3 when "Oh hey stranger," Bulma said smiling. She was wearing a fluffy bathrobe.
"Woman what are you doing? It is the winter months in this pathetic planet. Why is it that every time I see you, you are inadequately dress for your dumb weather" He roared.
"Oh there's a sauna by the pool, ever since the launch of this new product I've been extremely stress. So I'm going over there to take the edge off" She tuck in a lock of her that was annoying her, continuing her walk towards the pool area.
Vegeta was now following, she had peeked his curiosity. A room that would allowed you to distress. "Hmp usually you use substances to get the edge off" he said in a smirk.
"Did you just make an drug joke? Earth must really be rubbing off on you" She said arriving at the sauna. It was a room bigger than Capsule 3. It had a few small windows very high up, and it opened with the woman's fingertips on a flat black pad. 'Hmp I guess she does appreciate her privacy' he thought as she opened the door. "Are you coming in, there's plenty of room and I have extra towels in here as well."
Vegeta didn't say anything he just followed her in. The room was separated into two, the left side was a shower the right was sectioning off by a large wooden door. 'The hell...?' Vegeta thought as he was being a handed a towel. Bulma proceeded to take off the robe showing off the small strings black bikini.
"Woman what the hell?"
"It's a sauna. You usually go in naked but since you're here, I'll stay in my swinsuit." She opened the door and steam came out. She walked in and sat on one of the wooden benches. "Those shorts your wearing might as well be a swimsuit you can come in and relax."
Vegeta sat in front her, soon the sweat started dripping. He couldn't help but glance at the scene, those silly strings she was wearing. 'Was she trying to cover the necessary yet frustrating parts? Well that makes no sense, with the climate conditions as they are, the strings are only made useless by the amount of sweat she's pretrudi- Holy shit she planned the whole thing! What the hell?!'
A few days earlier, Bulma was in her lab working on the chip that was going to be part of the Holiday rush. The new technology that could help the human race progress faster than ever be- "oh hell I can't think" Bulma said playing with a pen. 'Hmm it's almost the holidays and I haven't seen him since Halloween. Except that one time I confused him for one of the plant's shadow at the lobby' Bulma chuckled.
She remembered that fun yet frustrating night. Since that night she had just thrown herself deep into finalizing the details of the new Capsule product. 'So much for enjoying the single life' she thought. 'Being in a relationship for most of my life and now I have a crush on friggin Vegeta' with grunt she jumped off her chair and walked to her room. She was looking for pajamas when the TV turned on with a red exclamation flashing on screen. She leaned over, a man in a suit appeared. "We have confirmed that the storm will be hitting West City in two days." The weather man continued with his warning, which gave Bulma an idea.
In the next two days she kept tabs on Vegeta. He was methodically stuck in a routine. He would wake up at four in the morning, shower, eat, then train till 2 pm where he would stop and to eat. Then he would go back to training till 10 pm. 'The sauna is by the pool, which is directly in the path of Capsule 3.'
Finishing with her flashback, Bulma laid on the wooden bench. The sweat dripped almost on cued. "Soooo how ya doing?" She asked playfully.
"Well I'm in a room sweating my brains out with a woman who thinks that I can't tell that she's up to something!"
"Huh. Interesting. What exactly am I up to?"
"I don't give a damn about what you're up to! Just stop doing it!" He started to feel angry at how she was making his body feel. Really it was how he couldn't help but think about her in a much different way than he was used to. 'It was so much simpler when we would just argue.'
"Oh don't be like that. I'm not doing anything shady," Bulma lied. "You don't have to be here if you don't want to. But I do appreciate the company."
He narrowed his eyes, not sure whether to believe her or not. Vegeta decided it was best to proceed with caution. A few moments of silent passed before he spoke again, "I'm surprised I haven't sense the pest in a few weeks."
"Yeah, that's what happens when two people break up. They stopped seeing one other. Speaking of break ups, have we broken up?" his eyes suddenly widened "I'm only asking 'cause it seems as though you have been avoiding me for some time now."
"What the hell are you talking about? We didn't have anything to break!" His ears were flushed.
"Oh, I don't mean like that. It's just your routine has 'avoid Bulma', written all over it." At this point she had put her arms under her head.
"You think that I'm purposely avoiding you? Woman, you're not that important to me." Vegeta tried extremely hard not to stare at the poking chest.
"Fine, I'll drop it." A few moments of silent went by. "So if you don't mind me asking, how's the training going? I could have swore that you should have outmatch the equipment I gave you about two weeks ago. What's up with that?"
"I already asked your father for the upgrades. It took some persuasion but he's working on upgrading the room so it could withstand 500 times the normal gravity."
"I should have figured that out."
"Figured what out exactly?"
"That you would stood so low according to your standers, to speak to my parents, to actually avoid me." She was now twirling her hair.
"Woman, your deductions are as bad as your choices in garments." He said with narrowed eyes. "There is something I want to ask you. The night of your stupid gathering, you've said that you fed, clothed and sheltered me, without asking anything from me. Why is that?" No expression, no tone.
Bulma didn't say anything at first."Goku let you go, he's a pretty good judge of character." she finished with a smiled.
"Kakarot let Frieza go."
"OK so he's not the best judge. I maybe give him a 6 out of 10 which is passable."
"Woman!"
"Fine! honestly, I don't really know. I guess for starters you weren't a total dick on Namek; and I did tell you that I found you kinda cute." She winked, "when I think about it, most of gang started out beings dicks"
"What do you mean, you guys are still dicks" he chuckled.
"Ha ha. Seriously though, when I first met Goku I shot him in the head" Vegeta chuckled once again, "to be fair, he was trying to kill me too 'cause he thought I was trying to steal his food. Then we met Oolong, who was kidnapping young girls, who were making him a slave. Kind of ironic really. Then Yamcha and Puar, they tried robbing us, Krillin started out as Goku's rival, Tien and Chiaotzu also started out as rivals, and Piccolo tried taking over the world. No one here is without sin Vegeta."
Vegeta was a bit taken back. He couldn't really believe that she was being this accepting of his past. Which she faintly knew included genocide. Yet no probing, or further questions were ask. 'I guess when you are used to a life where the bad-guys switch side, I could see why this arrangement wouldn't face her.'
"But really, you're a complete..." Bulma suddenly sat up, "and utter..." she then got and knelt down to where he was sitting, "mystery to me." she whispered.
"Don't get too excited woman. I'm not hard to figured out." He said maliciously.
"Aw but that's what you want others to think. It's not true though. See at first I wanted to know if you could be attracted to a human. You certainly look like one of us, I figured that saiyan females probably resembled a lot like human females; but you guys were a warrior race which probably meant that the females fought as well, so they were probably a bit more muscular, and probably less whiney. But your planet was destroyed when you were still very young, probably never got a chance to lust for one of your own; so that would leave us with two possible conclusions; A- you're virgin whose swore off sex to concentrate solely on training or B- you've done it with green people." Bulma was surprised that he had stayed quiet this whole time.
"Blue people actually." He corrected her.
'Holy crap! is he kidding? or did he actually just opened up a tiny bit? I gotta say something! NO! I'll ruin it.. just laugh!' With a giggle she got a bit closer to him.
"What did you get out of all your useless deductions?" he asked without wanting her to notice he was beginning to feel flushed.
"Well option B would lead me to believe that you could be attracted to other species, which means that there is a strong chance that you feel something for me."
He tried controlling his blush. "What makes you think that...again?" This had been the second time that she had come this conclusion.
"Well for one yours eyes not only get bigger, but your pupils dilated every time I tried putting my elbows together; like so." Bulma fixed her glance at his piercing eyes.
"My eyes are too dark. You wouldn't be able to tell unless you got extremely clo-" Before he could finish she was sitting on top him, just uncomfortably starting into his eyes.
"This close you mean?" she asked in a whisper.
'Goddammit! she's doing that thing again!' Vegeta's thought was cut short by the loud boom of a thunder. Bulma shriek and without thinking she hugged Vegeta out of fear.
She quickly noticed that her sexy act was cut short by the storm. 'Crap I forgot about that.' Then the lights flickered and in seconds they were in darkness. "Shit."
"What?"
"The power is out"
"Yea I noticed so what?"
"We'll have to wait till the backup generator comes on. It should be coming on any minute."
"I can just-"
"Please don't blow up the door. Listen I'm going to go and shower in the other room, again please don't blow up the door. Oh and you can come if you like." she said in almost a singsonging tone. "I'm not being skanky it's just really dark I won't be able to see anything anyways."
'This woman! she knows! She has to know that I can still see her, but she wasn't being explicit about it. why is she doing this?' Though the room had tiny windows at the top there was enough light for him to make her out. She had taken her top and bottom off and had turned the water on. Steam was coming off her body making a mist rise upwards. 'Fine, if you wants to play. I'll play.' Vegeta took off his shorts. 'She thinks she's so clever, trying to figure me out. I can't have that' In a quick motion he was next to her. He turned on his own shower head.
"Oh hey! you decided to join me after all." It was still furiously thundering.
"I was sweaty from training. I'm not going to waste time with modesty when it's dark in-" why was it that Vegeta couldn't finish a sentence today. The lights had come back on, leaving the two standing right next to one other completely nude.
"Neat the lights are back on!" Bulma said cheerfully. 'Okay act sexy and cool you can do this B.!' That's when she noticed him just staring. "My eyes are- oh never mind I'm completely naked. Go for it and stare."
"Nothing I haven't seen before"
"Oh is that so... You know Vegeta you and I are really different yet we're so alike you and I."
"Yea how so woman?"
"Welp we're both stubborn, we're bored easily, we love a challenge and we strive to be the best. Finally there is one peculiar thing that we both shared; we don't have hair below our necks" with that she turned around grabbed a towel and walked away. 'Holy shit I think I pulled that off! Pretty soon he'll be coming after me' She was about to walk out of the sauna but then another thunder boomed over the sky, making her shriek. 'Oh crap it would have been so cool to just walk away.' Lightning stroke and the thunder followed. She sighed, "you're heading back to your room right, can you take me with?"
Vegeta was wrapping a towel around his waits. He slowly walks towards her "So you lured me into this room, you undress yourself, ask me to come shower with you and then you ask me to take you to my room?" His arms were crossed as he walked towards her.
With his arms crossed, Bulma could make out every muscle on them. She gulped trying o figured out what to say next. "Well it really didn't happened like that-" before she could finish Vegeta put both hands on the wall trapping her between the door and himself.
"You're messing with forces that you do not understand, woman." He said smirking.
"I'm not afraid you," she leaned in just a tiny bit. "Can you please take me to my room now"
"You know I could take you right here and now" He smiled.
"But you won't. You enjoy the chase too much. Plus, your pride won't allowed you perused your own desires for me." then she smiled.
Suddenly they were both in flight and in a few seconds they were in Bulma's balcony.
She enter through the glass door, 'Man it really is cold!' then she noticed that he had come in with her. She walked into her closet looking for warm clothes. She found fluffy pj pants and a tiny white tank top. Vegeta had left her room. "Mmm, I really thought that he would stay in here, maybe wanting the last word."
"You talking to yourself woman?" Vegeta was back in her room wearing only sweat pants.
"Ahh and there it is."
"You know I could see right through that shirt. You're provoking me," He walked into the room and then sat on her bed. "So you've studied me like a lab experiment, funny enough you have gathered data that it's surprisingly true. So it's only fair you grant me the same courtesy."
"What are you going to do? study me?"
"Don't be ridiculous, I've already made my observation; despise my earlier understanding of you, you actually turned out to be more intelligent than I first gave you credit for." He said in a smirk.
"Well took you long enough to realized."
"Yes, and my experience in Namek with you was limited but the fact that you liked Zarbon points to the fact that you don't mind aliens... even if they are green." he said with a almost a disgusting tone. "Either way, though you could recognized my dilated pupils, I have such a bigger effect on you, I can almost taste your fear. It's pathetic." Now he was back to smirking.
Bulma walked towards him with arms crossed. "I've told you before, I'm not afraid of you Vegeta."
"No you're not. You're afraid of yourself. You're afraid of losing control. You don't know if you can trust yourself with me," he was now standing up. "Oh yes, your vitals get out of whack whenever I'm near." He had grabbed her chin, "Even now you're trying to contain your lust for me."
Bulma's arms remained crossed. "You might be thinking too high of yourself but then again that's nothing new."
Vegeta leaned in stopping right in front of her lips "Oh really.." His hot breath grazed her lips, they both appeared to be frozen in time.
"Bulma." He said in low whisper. Bulma was always known to be vain, but she had no idea that the sound of her own name would make her quiver. This time it was too much for Bulma to bear. She had launched at him, kissing him furiously.