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The force almost crushed Vegeta's body. He had never trained under gravity this high, but he didn't allow himself to give up. Sweat was running down his tense muscles, dripping to the floor. Every muscle ached, he could hardly breathe, the gravity rupturing his lungs. He forced himself to move, ignoring the pain that was rocking throug his body. His mind was stronger, he compelled himself to push him further,

"KA...Kakarot!", he saw that clown everywhere, haunting him. How he hated this face.

Vegeta did backflips, but then lost balance and fell hard. The impact flattened him to the ground. Vegeta put his sweaty palms on the floor to push himself up. His arms were shaking under the force and slipped away. The force pessed then Saiyan down to the floor and he didn't have the strenght to get up. He yelled out in frustration. Kakarot's goofy laugh echoed in the Prince's ears infuriating, taunting him. Vegeta closed his eyes in exhaustion, a picture of his worst enemy appeared in his mind.

Pure hate filled the Saiyan's heart, "NO! I WON'T BE SURPASSED BY A LOW CLASS CLOWN!"

Golden light flashed across the warrior, as he charged up and turned super, "I AM THE PRINCE OF ALL SAYAINS!"

He opened his eyes, which were glowing in deep turquoise. Vegeta yelled out, pushing himself up. His fury gave him power. He stood in mid air, forming a ki blast in his hands. Vegeta's body was on fire, screaming for rest, food, and water. But he didn't care.

Then a muffled voice cut through the room, pulling him out of his concentration, "Vegeta, open up right now!"

The Saiyan ignored the woman. He sent the blast towards the wall, which kept absorbing his energy, putting all it strength into it.

"VEGETA!"

His eyes narrowed. Why could she never leave him in peace and always barged in?!

"LEAVE!" He didn't want to see her or interact with anyone. He was to caught up in his anger and hatred.

"No! If you don't open this door RIGHT NOW, you leave me no choice!"

"DONT YOU DARE!" he roared, but it was to late.

The gravity dropped back to normal. The release on his body was unbelievable. He was infuriated, the GR was off-limits for Bulma! The sliding gates opened and Bulma stepped in, putting her blue curls resolutely behind her ears. Sweat ran down Vegeta's back as he touched down panting heavily, "Who do you think you are, disrespecting me in such a manner?!"

"Vegeta, you have been in here for 5 days straight. You've set the gravity to 1600?! This is madness! Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"My training is none of your concern. Stop interfering with my business!"

"Look at you!" She rushed towards him. She ran her fingers over his arms, "You are covered in bruises!"

Her touch felt like an electric shock and Vegeta pushed her off, "I don't need looking after!"

He was still in his Super Saiyan form, and he didn't realize how much force he was using. Bulma flew at a frightening speed straight for the wall. Realizing what was about to happen Vegeta eyes widend in shock. He materialized behind her in an instant, stopping her collision with the wall. Bulma's body crashed against his chest, the impact knocked the breath out of her. Their gazes met, her blue eyes stabbed into his, as her scent hit him. Vegeta's hands slid around her waist, stabilizing her. As soon as she regained balance Vegeta released her. Bulma twined her arms around her shoulders in a protective manner, shocked. The impact from the wall would have killed her.

"You stupid woman!", Vegeta was enraged. He was so angry about not having his strength under control, about Bulma invading his personal space in such a way, and almost getting herself killed.

Blast it, why does she have to be so damn fragile! Weak damn Earthlings!

It didn't take Bulma long to get her voice back. After all, Vegeta would never let anything happen to her,"Are you out of your fucking mind?!"

Bulma had managed to push Kakarot out of Vegeta's head, "You did this to yourself!"

He was pissed that he had actually been forced to save her. No way in hell was he going to let Bulma blame him for this! But to his surprise Bulma didn't shout back. She took a deep breath instead, easing her tension. He just couldn't figure this woman out, usually she never missed a chance to bitch at him.

"Vegeta...I worry about you."

"Then stop." No one had ever worried about him and she didn't have to start.

"I can't. It pains me to see how you toil yourself. Mentally and physically. I just want to..."

Vegeta's eyes narrowed, his voice was calm but cold as ice, "You have no idea what pain means, Woman."

"I don't have to feel pain to see that it's destroying you!" Large wet tears rolled down her face. She wasn't crying; her face still had a fierce look and seemed unaware that the offending drops had even happened. At that moment Vegeta could tell that she was hurt because of him, worse than if she had hit the wall.

"Let me help you! Let me help you, to let that Goku thing go."

Suddenly Vegeta felt really tired, unable to put up a fight with Bulma, "I won't..." he said plainly, not looking at her. His hands clenched to fists, "He took my honor, and I'll be taking back what is mine!"

"Don't you see how self-destructive this is? Goku is dead, Vegeta, he...will never..." Bulma broke off what she was going to say, instead she closed the gap between them, placing her soft hands on his cheeks. Vegeta closed his eyes, relishing her gentle contact. Then his glance met hers, "You are the strongest man I have ever met!"

Vegeta's tone was bitter, "Don't lie to me. I'm not...that pathetic."

"I'm serious. Your life hasn't been easy Vegeta. Loosing your planet, your family! And...Frieza, I can't even imagine the horrible things, he has done to you. But you didn't allow any of it to break you! That is what makes you strong. Goku never would have survived what you have gone through."

Bulma's words were balms for his soul. She built up his confidence, the trust in himself. From the look in her eyes, Vegeta could tell that Bulma's words were honest and not spoken out of pity. He was shocked at how deeply he was touched.

How does she do it? God damnit...

Vegeta felt her hands around his neck, pulling him down to her. Bulma locked her mouth with his, kissing him. Vegeta's stomach fluttered, he got lost in his woman, for one sweet moment there was only the two of them. He wanted to lose himself in her, but something inside was screaming at him. The woman was obstructing him, trying to prevent him from reaching his goal! Vegeta tensed, forgetting Bulma, as fury and hate consumed him once more.

KAKAROT!

Vegeta put his hands on Bulma's hips tearing her firmly off. She looked at him and Vegeta saw the hurt in her face, about his rejection. Bulma found herself pushed against the wall, Vegeta's hands lying heavily on her shoulders, "I've never asked for your concern!"

Bulma's disappointment turned into anger and frustration. She squirmed in his grip, but couldn't free herself, "Well too bad, Vegeta! That's what comes with having a family! Now, back off!"

Vegeta pressed himself against her so she had no room to move. His grip tightened painfully on her arms, not showing any sign of relenting. She'd had enough. Her patience was exhausted, it was pointless trying to help him. It only seemed to cause her more pain. Bulma leaned in, so she could reach his neck. Her teeth plunged into the sensitive skin of his neck as she bit without pity. She only stopped when she tasted blood. Vegeta led out a yelp, releasing her with a dangerous growl, "YOU BITCH!"

"That one is on you, YOU GIANT JERK! I'm just trying to help! I am so sick of you constantly shutting me out!"

Bulma held her head high, marching out the gravity room, "By the way, TAKE A SHOWER, YOU STINKING MONKEY!"

Vegeta kicked a training bot, which burst to pieces, but before Bulma could leave, he slid in front of the sliding gate blocking the exit.

"Move!", her cheeks were reddened from anger.

"Bulma..."

He wouldn't let her to go like this. He had hurt her and he felt bad. Hadn't she just told him, that she truly believed in him. His woman had put him in front of Kakarot. Vegeta hadn't been aware how much he'd longed for such words from Bulma. How good it felt, to hear them. He looked in her eyes, his face showed no scowl or anger. Bulma returned his gaze, irritated about the Prince's soft expression. Vegeta took an unsecure step towards her and the next moment he embraced her, holding Bulma's small figure in his strong arms.

"Vegeta...what..."

He buried his face in Bulma's blue hair, his voice was choked, "How am I deserving of you..."


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