Chapter 2 –
Vegeta walked barefoot through the still wet grass to his gravity machine. His boots were in the old inventor's workshop. These boots turned out not to be able to handle the gravity difference very well.
When he got close to the ship he felt that someone was inside, and he knew exactly who. Her ki might have been a little weaker than yesterday, but he still felt her. But what is she doing here in the ship? As long as she didn't come for a jolly chat, he had to train.
Stepping into the ship, Vegeta`s eyes slid over a pair of tight buttocks that emerged from the central computer cabinet of the machine. Next to her stood the old inventor. Vegeta crossed his arms and coughed for a moment. Dr. Briefs looked up at the Saiyan; Bulma bumped her head as she tried to get upright.
"Mr. Saiyan" began the old man. Vegeta cut him off "what is she doing here?" Angry Bulma stood up, there was that ki calling him again. In a sarcastic tone she addressed Vegeta "I'm helping with the upgrade mister royalty". Her father started to smile "see Vegeta, my daughter is more brilliant than I am. She will have fixed your machine in no time".
The prince took a step forward, looking sternly at the blue-haired woman. "How long is this going to take?" Bulma put a hand on her hip and pointed at Vegeta with a wrench. "Look Vegeta, I'm working as fast as I can. Maybe you should be patient". Vegeta took another step forward.
The two hotheads continued to look at each other. Dr. Briefs intervened apologetically "look Vegeta, my daughter is as I said before brilliant. She gets that machine going sooner than I can. Give her some space; she's had a bit of a rough night yesterday you see". Angry, Bulma let out a scream and stormed out.
Bulma walked out angrily, she didn't see that the Saiyan prince had a mischievous grin on his face. She only wondered why her father was bringing up that night. It was bad enough that Vegeta had seen it. He had even helped her, as the evil prince on the white horse. Furious, Bulma threw the wrench against a tree.
"You know if you were that good at aiming last night that loser could have gone straight to the hospital." Bulma turned around and looked at Vegeta observingly. "Why are you walking barefoot?" Vegeta looked at the entrance to the room. "My boots need to be fixed." Bulma moved closer to Vegeta and stroked her hand over his armor "what is this made of anyway." Vegeta shrugged, he didn't know.
She gave the prince a wink "look if you just let me loose in your machine I'll have it fixed in no time. After that I can take a look at your outfit." Surprised Vegeta looked at her "why do you want to help me?" Bulma looked thoughtful "there are androids coming to destroy the world, we could use your help. Besides, I could use the distraction."
They continued to look at each other tightly for a moment, Vegeta rolled his eyes "fine, go ahead." Bulma walked past the prince but when she was almost to the room Vegeta said "Don't forget your little technique thingy" Bulma turned around and looked at the wrench in the tree. For a moment she smiled embarrassed and ran to the wrench and pulled it out of the tree. "So, and now see if my machine can get you to Super Saiyan, homeboy".
Later at the dinner table, everyone was seated except Bulma. The phone rang and Patsy answered it. "Oh hello Yamcha, no she is not here. Oh of course she'll call you back when she can." She hung up and brought her hand to her mouth "maybe she doesn't want to call back?" the mother wondered aloud. Vegeta didn`t react, he just wondered how it was possible that a rather brilliant woman like Bulma could have such a mother. Was he really thinking?
After eating, he walked over to the gravity machine. But there was no Bulma there, when he turned around he saw her talking violently angrily to a cordless communication device. Her arm waved angrily in the air, her ki grew stronger. Vegeta knew exactly who she was talking to. Out of instinct he let out a growl. He set his course toward the blue-haired woman.
When Bulma looked up she saw Vegeta coming to walk, he looked insensitive. "Yamcha, I'm done talking to you now, I'm hanging up." As she looked at the prince angry and shocked she pushed her ex away. The man across from her came closer and snorted for a moment "was that the fool?" Bulma smiled uneasily for a moment "Yeah.
Vegeta came very close, Bulma felt his body heat. As he brought his face closer to hers she suddenly felt something being grabbed from her hand. The Saiyan took a step back and held up her cell phone, squeezing it to pieces. Her cell phone fell to the grass in a dozen pieces. Furious, Bulma gave a yell and pushed against the man in front of her. The man only got a mischievous grin.
"Come on woman, get angry. Show me how you are angry". Vegeta moved closer to her. Bulma`s heart skipped a beat. Since when was he so interested in her? But he had broken her phone and angrily she pushed against his chest "you are just a bored prince, leave me alone". Vegeta kept walking, Bulma pulled out her hand for a slap in his face. Vegeta dodged it and appeared behind her "come on woman, is that all?"
Unexpectedly, Vegeta received an elbow in his stomach. "Whew, that tickled" grinned the prince. Frustrated, Bulma walked away, she called out "men!" Vegeta grinned and licked his lips. Seeing her angry was fun, she was so feisty. Most women shivered with fear around him, not this one. "Oh woman, how is my machine?" Bulma remained still and turned angrily.
Bulma looked angrily at Vegeta, his deep black eyes seemed to penetrate her. Was there something different about him? Something she hadn't seen before, but she couldn't show that he did anything to her. "Your majesty, your machine is ready. Would you like a tour I only forgot the red carpet and your crown". At high speed Vegeta flew towards her, for a moment Bulma was afraid she had gone too far.
He landed at her feet and he pointed to the entrance "lead the way, woman". Frustrated, Bulma growled and walked into the gravity machine. "Look Vegeta there has only been a slight change, he does go a little higher now than before. I do have my name to uphold as a brilliant inventor. But I can't expand further in this room. If you like I can free up a room next to the guesthouse to make this technique times a hundred". Completely out of his element he looked down at her "what?" he stammered.
Flirting, Bulma gave the burly warrior a wink. "What did you expect; I'm more than just pretty to look at though." Vegeta began to walk around uncomfortably. He looked at the control panel. Bulma came up beside him "Oh yes I changed this. You press the red button first and then you turn this one to set the gravity." Vegeta smiled "that's easier than before." Bulma walked away "you probably want to test it out so I'll make sure I'm gone. Will you let me know how it went?" Vegeta didn't say anything he just looked at the turning knob.
Later that evening, Bulma sat at her desk in the bedroom with a cup of tea. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door. Irritated, Bulma called out "who's there?" There was no answer, with frustration Bulma got up and walked to the door, in front of her stood a sweaty prince.
Without saying a word, Vegeta stepped inside. "Hey!" called Bulma, but he was already standing in the middle of her bedroom. She saw his eyes glide over her things. "I'm assuming the prince has something to say about his fitness machine?" Bulma put her hands to her sides. Vegeta looked at her intensively "oh your machine was working fine, but you mentioned an upgrade. When can it be ready?"
Bulma began to stutter "that's just an idea; I need to draw out a plan for that first and" Vegeta walked up to her" weren't you brilliant and more than to look at?" Surprised that Vegeta had actually listened to her, she dropped her guard. He came even closer.
He was very close now; there was a tension in the air. Their little staring contest was interrupted by another knock at the door. Before Bulma could say anything Yamcha himself let it known that he was at the door. Angrily Bulma clenched her fists, but before she could say anything Vegeta pressed a hand to her mouth and her body against the wall. He brought his lips to her ears and whispered "quiet, that loser is not worthy of you". Bulma looked at the prince with wide eyes. Yamcha rattled the door "Bulma please open".
The prince let his nose slide over her neck and bit her shoulder very gently. Gently he gave kisses on her neck while he still had his hand on her mouth. Bulma pulled Vegeta's body closer to her by placing her hands on his hips. Vegeta put his cheek against hers "open that door; I want to see you get angry. Release your wrath, that jerk doesn't deserve you." Bulma felt what Vegeta wanted in her core; she wants to show him who is boss.