Chapter 3 – Lessons
Had he really let himself be convinced to allow her to lie in his bed? Vegeta sat on the balcony of his bedroom, his plate of food empty in front of him. He suddenly heard footsteps in the doorway "that was a quick nap" he remarked.
He almost heard her hiss "like I can sleep with all that's going on". Vegeta stood up "maybe if you weren't so weak, you wouldn't have to be so scared." He turned around and looked directly into two angry bright blue eyes.
She took two big steps towards him "listen sir I'm-so-strong, I'm not afraid! I just find it a chilling feeling that someone has been in my bedroom". Vegeta crossed his arms "Of course, that's why you need me. You're not afraid". Bulma angrily threw her arms in the air.
Vegeta took a step towards Bulma still looking into her eyes "what are you going to do when you see him?" The woman balled her fists "I can hit hard if I want to!" Vegeta started to chuckle "of course." He walked past her.
Suddenly Bulma grabbed his upper arm "I am not weak". Her voice sounded determined, but Vegeta was not yet convinced. "You bark, but you don't bite" Vegeta clearly challenged her. He rolled his eyes "Ok, you and me in the training room now". Bulma looked surprised at Vegeta.
Quickly Bulma found her attitude again "fine Mr. Saiyan prince!" Offended, she followed her bodyguard. He opened the door to the training room; he didn't hold the door open. Bulma almost got the door against her nose as it automatically slammed shut. "What the hell, where are your manners" she snarled.
With an amused look, Vegeta turns around but ignores her comment. A mischievous grin appeared on his face "ok, hit me". Bulma looked surprised "hit you?" He took a step forward "you could hit so hard couldn't you?" Bulma felt a slight panic, should she hit Vegeta?
She looked around, she hesitated. The Saiyan prince began to annoy her more by saying "you see, weak. You are afraid, if I was the creep I would have". But before Vegeta could finish his sentence he had a flat hand against his cheek. He looked, not really that impressed to the hand on his cheek.
He slapped her arm away "what was that?" Bulma looked startled for a moment but then quickly angry again "that was a slap! But uh, you sure didn't feel that one huh?" The Saiyan prince shook his head no. The blue haired woman sighed very deeply. Then she felt a hand around her wrist.
Vegeta moved closer to her "legs wider, slightly through your knees". His other hand folded around Bulma`s hand and forced it into a fist. "When you hit someone, use your fist, then you have the chance to break someone`s jaw". The Saiyan sounded so determined, he let go of her again.
He came to stand in front of her again "try again, woman". Bulma pulled her arm back, closed her eyes and lashed out at Vegeta again. But she felt nothing and her body flew after her fist. Vegeta seemed to be standing still in the same spot. Sighing, he gave his comment "never close your eyes".
Bulma growled in frustration with clenched fists "you dodged it!" Vegeta rolled his eyes "how could you tell, you didn't even look." The two looked at each other angrily "hit me again" shouted Vegeta. This time Bulma managed to hit Vegeta with a fist, but the Saiyan only started laughing.
Less than five minutes later, Bulma was sitting with a bag full of frozen peas on her hand. Suddenly her phone rang, out of frustration she answered it. "What?...Yamcha!... No I don't feel like it... no I don't want to talk about this ... sigh ... I understand ... but". Vegeta looked on irritated from the doorway.
Vegeta could not listen to it any longer; he walked up to his hostess and snatched the phone from her hand. He brought the phone to his head "she doesn't want to speak to you, fuck off". Then he pushed the phone away. Bulma stood up "Vegeta!"
The woman stood up and grabbed the phone from her bodyguard's hands. Angrily she looked at him "what the hell?" Vegeta crossed his arms "he broke his mate's agreement right?" Bulma calmed down "mate agreement? What do you mean by that?" Vegeta sighed.
"You were mates, weren't you?" Vegeta looked at a face that slowly looked sadder. Bulma looked at her phone "You mean like a couple? Yes you're right, he didn't keep our agreement". The Saiyan stared at the woman "If he was a Saiyan he would have been neutered, we have no room for weaklings like him".
Surprised and almost amused, Bulma looked up. "You Saiyans are a bit weird." They were interrupted by a bell. "Let me guess, dinner?" Vegeta could only grin; Bulma put the bag of peas back in the freezer. Together they walked through the door onto the garden path. At a distance, workers were repairing the damage from that afternoon.
Two hours later, Bulma was back among her hard drives and motherboards updating the latest components for the gravity machine. "Vegeta will you give me a hand?" shouted Bulma. The Saiyan stopped his exercise for a moment and came to stand next to the blue haired inventor.
She suddenly held up a device "twist these apart? My hand still hurts, but careful with your super strength hey". Vegeta grabbed it, as if opening a jar he twisted it apart. Bulma was pleasantly surprised "You are a doll". Vegeta walked away growling.
The Saiyan felt frustrated, it was all taking too long for his liking. Then he remembered the conversation from that afternoon. He turned to Bulma "Won't you introduce me to this speedy Sonic?" Suddenly Bulma sat up straight and looked back "yes of course!" She had a wide smile on her face.
Not much later, the frustrated Saiyan walked behind Bulma. They entered a living room of the guest house. The woman shoved the Saiyan onto the couch and pressed something weird into his hand. She turned on the TV and something geeky came on. "Prince Vegeta, meet Sonic the hedgehog."
The Saiyan prince looked as if he saw a bird breathing underwater "This is a joke, right?" Vegeta saw pixels on the TV forming into a blue hedgehog. Bulma started laughing loudly. "The goal is to collect as many rings as possible, but wait it all goes fast."
Vegeta crossed his arms "you tricked me woman". Bulma plopped down next to him and grabbed the controller "watch and learn how a genius like me does this. But keep your eyes open, this is going fast". The warrior stared at the screen where a small bundle of pixels flew across the screen.
After the first level, Bulma pressed the controller into Vegeta's hands. Vegeta looked at it "what am I supposed to do with this?". Bulma rolled her eyes "you're playing the game, or aren't you fast enough?" The Saiyan prince didn't let himself be insulted "ok what do I press".
After losing a few lives, Vegeta got the hang of it. Bulma sat next to him encouraging and shouting tips. Occasionally she would pull the console out of Vegeta`s hands and lecture him. Not that Vegeta admitted he needed it, but he listened.
And then it was dark, Bulma stared outside and then at the clock "shit is it already midnight". Vegeta looked up and stretched "ok time for bed". They got up together and walked towards the bedroom "and did you like Sonic?" asked Bulma.
Vegeta growled something like "ok". Bulma understood that a compliment was not in his vocabulary and accepted the fact that he had not demolished the game console as a compliment. Arriving at the bedrooms, she spontaneously said "wait here, I'll be right back".
Her bodyguard stood in surprise in the hallway as Bulma walked into her bedroom. Waiting? So what did this woman want now? Less than two minutes later she came out of her room wearing shorts and a camisole "why did I have to wait?" he hissed.
Bulma went to stand close to Vegeta, he looked down and looked at her cleavage for a moment and then into her blue eyes. She had a mischievous smile on her face "I sleep with you, remember my bodyguard". Vegeta took a step back "wait? Also tonight?" Bulma giggled at his prudish response.
Stubbornly she turned around and pushed open his bedroom door "by the way, your bed is big enough". The woman is crazy thought the prince. "You'd just as well sleep in your own room, there's no danger". Angry Bulma turned around.
With a big step, Bulma pressed herself against Vegeta again, holding a finger to his chest. "Look sir, the deal was you keep me safe and I update your playground" She stood so close he could smell her sweet scent; her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She was angry quite beautiful for an earthling.
He himself also took a small step forward and looked at her sternly "ok, fine. But you will not tell this to anyone". Bulma smiled mischievously "of course not, what would others say if the big bad Vegeta had slept in bed with a beautiful woman like me".
The blue-haired woman turned and behind her Vegeta walked into the bedroom. Bulma sat on the edge and watched as her bodyguard stripped off his Saiyan armor and took off his clothes. His muscles were huge, his waist perfect and his movements were so smooth. "Woman, can you see it?" Bulma shot out of her trans.
She blushingly looked the other way "Sorry, I wasn't looking at you though." An obvious lie. She lay down in bed, with her back to him. He also got into bed, doing the same. They were both silent, after a few minutes Bulma softly said "Vegeta, thank you". But her bodyguard remained silent.
And this was my third chapter. Of course, there will be a follow-up soon. Please let me know how you guys like him so far! I'd love to hear from you.
Xxx Vino Lilly