Then He Kissed Her

V.

When Bulma awoke the next morning, the first thing she realized was that Vegeta was not there beside her like the previous night.

She tried to reach out for him, hoping that maybe her eyes just didn't focus enough to see him. But all she managed to grab was a pillow.

Disappointed, she moaned and rolled over on her back, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. But once she sat up, she was smiling again.

"Hey, I should feel lucky he let me sleep in the same bed as him!" she said to herself, feeling a burst of energy rush through her.

Bulma jumped out of bed and ran out of the room, into her room, and got changed into something new for the new day. She brushed her hair in front of the mirror, seeing her reflection smile widely back at her. She dropped her brush back on her dresser and literally hopped down the steps. She ran into the kitchen, just in time to see Vegeta walking in from out side.

Vegeta saw her right away as well and crossed his arms over his chest; "You still never fixed the gravity room, woman!"

But Bulma completely ignored his demand as she skipped over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Hi, Vegeta! How's you're morning?"

He grunted and pushed her away from him, "Well, considering I had no breakfast this morning, my gravity room is broken, and you're hanging on me like a lunatic, I would say my morning is not the best!" he yelled at her.

She never quit smiling, even after this, as she turned around towards the stove, "Well, what would you like for breakfast? Then, after you eat, I'll get to work on fixing your machine…then I can hang on you like a lunatic some more!" Bulma replied, still as cheerful as ever.

Vegeta raised am eyebrow at her, "What are you so happy about today?"

Bulma spun back around and trotted over to him, "You!" was all she mouthed as she pointed a finger at his chest and kissed him on the cheek.

Vegeta growled angrily at her for doing this, but said nothing. Just watched her do three complete spins, then opening the refrigerator and taking out egg cartons.

"Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again…I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the love that I had…and then he kissed me," Bulma began singing various parts of her song.

Vegeta mumbled something about her always singing that damn song and sat down at the table, waiting for his meal.

After she sang for so long, he got so annoyed, an argument wouldn't even calm his nerves. So he decided to avert her mind to something else besides the song.

"You know, I could be training at this particular moment if you would fix the stupid machine first and then cook breakfast while I'm in there!" Vegeta yelled.

Bulma turned around from cracking an egg and dumping the contents inside into a bowl, "Oh Vegeta, I know you're so hungry right now, you wouldn't be able to train anyway! So stop complaining, this should be done within ten minutes."

Vegeta "humph"-ed and looked out the window, seeing the sun shining bright and birds chirping happily. He slammed his fists down on the table, making Bulma jump and drop an egg on the floor.

"Vegeta—," was all she got out as she watched him head towards the window.

He opened the window and formed a small ki blast in his hand. He aimed it at the three birds and blasted them. The last sound heard from the happy birds was a loud "PEEP!" before feathers flew everywhere.

Vegeta shut the window again and walked back over to his place at the table. By the way he was acting; it was like he never left the table in the first place.

Bulma blinked at him, wandering why he did that to the poor birds.

He saw this look and frowned, "They were making too much noise…and they sounded too happy. It got annoying."

She rolled her eyes and went back to preparing food, "You gotta learn to be happy sometimes, too, Vegeta."

"Heh, yeah right! There's nothing on this big blob you call Earth to be happy about!" Vegeta exclaimed, putting his head in his hand.

Bulma turned around and glared at him, hands on her hips, "Hey now!" she felt insulted.

Vegeta glared back at her, "What!"

She groaned and stomped over to him, "Do you not remember anything that went on last night?!"

He shrugged, "What about it?"

Bulma felt like she was about to explode, but quickly calmed down and put a smile on her face again. She walked behind him and put her arms around his shoulders, having her fingers run up and down his chest.

"You know I love you," she whispered, giggling as she kissed his neck."

"Argh!" Vegeta moved forward quickly, making her fall off balance to the side, "Don't ever do that again! It's sickening!"

Bulma left him alone, of course still smiling, as she walked back over to the counter, putting the eggs in a pan, "You sure didn't seem to think that last night."

That was it for Vegeta. He stood up, making his chair topple over, slamming his hands onto the table once again.

"I have had enough of all your lovey-dovey stuff! Last night was just a one-time thing! So get over it!" he yelled at her roughly, turning towards the door to head outside.

"And come fix that damn gravity room already, will you woman?!" Vegeta screamed behind him, before shutting the door loudly behind him.

Bulma was shocked by his sudden outburst. She sighed and turned off the heat on the stove.

'Maybe he's just irritable because he hasn't got to train much,' she giggled at this as she grabbed her tool set and headed out side, 'he's not like other men, that's for sure.'

Once near the gravity room, she saw Vegeta standing in his famous stand, waiting impatiently for her.

"Hurry up, woman! I don't have all day!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Bulma responded, entering the room, setting her toolbox beside the operator, and getting to work right away.

Outside, Vegeta stomped his foot, expecting her to be done already. But to his surprise, within one minute, Bulma came back out, carrying her set.

"That was hardly any trouble at all. Two wires just came loose, but it's okay now," she implied him.

Without another word of thank you or any such sort, he walked into the stimulator, and as soon as he closed the door, Bulma heard the soft humming from inside.

Bulma's face turned red from this, even though she was expecting it, "Oooo, I guess you're gonna have cold eggs when you get hungry, Vegeta!" she yelled, though she knew he couldn't hear her.

She stormed back inside Capsule Corp., her turn to slam the door behind her. Yet, as soon as this was done, her smile returned and she began dancing again.

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As the day went on, Vegeta never came out of training, which wasn't surprising, he needed to get caught up from hours missed.

Bulma, on the other hand, grew quite bored. She was caught up in all her work and there was really no place that sounded invigorating to shop at, at the moment. She thought about going to the mountains to see Goku and telling him everything that happened between her and Vegeta the night before, since she told him everything anyway, but decided against it. After all, Vegeta did say he didn't want that side of him to get out to anybody. And Goku was included on that, big time.

She sighed, lying down on the couch she'd been sitting on for the last three hours, doing nothing.

'I wonder why I never hooked up with Goku…' she began thinking to herself, 'after all, we've been best friends forever and we were always there for each other.

'Chi-Chi's so lucky…she got a sweet, handsome, and not to mention stupid husband. But that's always for the best,' Bulma would admit to herself, and herself only, that she often fell in and out of a crush with Goku, but it was nothing serious and she never mentioned anything about it to him.

'Hmm…wander what it would have been like if we were married now. Would Gohan be my son?' Bulma inquired about this for a few moments before bursting into giggles.

"Nah! Would never happen!" she said aloud without knowing it.

Just then, Vegeta walked into the living room, a towel around his neck and with no shirt on.

"Are you talking to yourself again?" he asked her hastily.

Bulma ignored the question as she quickly examined his perfect body before sitting up, "I bet you would like something to eat now, huh?"

Vegeta smirked at her, "Oh, don't you just know me so well."

"Maybe I do…" Bulma said mysteriously, mocking his smirk.

He chuckled lightly as he made his way into the kitchen, followed closely by Bulma, who by now, had totally forgotten that he was supposed to have cold eggs.

But once she saw them on the stove she remembered, but didn't bother with it. She threw the eggs away and made twenty ham sandwiches for him, putting the huge plate in front of him. As he began digging in, she sat down across from him.

"I have a question," she stated suddenly.

"I have an answer," he said simply.

Bulma ignored the comment and looked at him, eyes sparkling, "Why are you so…"

He stopped eating and gave her a 'go on' look.

"Why are you so short?" Bulma asked, before falling into hysterical laughter, not knowing where the heck she came up with that question.

Vegeta felt his face turn red, "I'm just going to ignore that now and let you live, woman," he said calmly, then going back to eating.

Bulma was still giggling loudly, though covering her mouth with her hand, trying to lighten it.

He pretended like she didn't exist at all as he finished eating and stood up from his place, walking away.

Right away, Bulma stopped her laughing, "Hey, now where are you going?"

Vegeta growled back at her, "I'm going to train some more! Not like you care…" then he disappeared behind the door.

Bulma looked at the door for a few moments, then looked back at where he was sitting. She fell off her chair from the continuous delayed laughter, not forgetting the outraged look on his face.

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It wasn't until around eight that night that Vegeta actually decided to call it a night and hit the sack. He walked into Capsule Corp. and, when not seeing Bulma, thought she went to bed early, too.

He walked up the stairs, feeling his muscles ache from his hard days work. He always enjoyed that feeling. He opened his bedroom door and stepped in, eyes getting wide at what he saw.

Bulma was at his mirror, brushing her hair with her hairbrush…that was in his room!

"Woman…what are you doing in here!?" he yelled, walking over to her.

She smiled up at him as she put her brush down, "You said I could sleep in here, remember?"

Vegeta growled, "That was last night! Not tonight! Don't expect me to be that generous every night, woman!"

Bulma stood up and was right in front of him, "Oh, but I will," she commented before leaning in and kissing him fully on the lips.

He pulled away from her, not feeling like kissing her at the moment. He looked into her eyes for a brief moment but was still able to see her admiration towards him. Vegeta inwardly smirked but pushed past her into his bathroom.

"I need a shower."

Bulma smiled as she watched the door close and flopped down on his bed, just like the night before. She would just wait for him to get done, then…try to start some romance. She knew she would be doing it all, but she didn't care. For some reason, she just felt complete every time she touched him.

When she finally heard the shower shut off and the door burst open, tons of steam came hurdling out, warming the whole room quickly. Followed by the stream, came Vegeta.

She had to giggle. It was like an action movie with someone coming out of the smoke, "How dramatic," she complimented.

Vegeta didn't comment, just threw back his covers and climbed into bed, his back facing her.

But that didn't stop Bulma.

She wiggled closer to him, resting her hand on his upper arm before sliding it up and down. He didn't react to her, but she was still able to see goosebumps pop up. She giggled quietly, knowing he knew he had them too. Yet she continued to do it.

He sighed, "Bulma, I'm tired right now and all I want to do is sleep. Go to sleep too."

Vegeta felt Bulma shift on the bed and heard the click of the lamp going out beside his bed, now knowing the light was out. He opened his eyes, only to see blackness anyway, which only made him more tired.

Bulma found her way back to him after she got under the covers herself. They were quiet for awhile and Vegeta thought she fell asleep…until she spoke again, that is.

"Hey Vegeta…"

"Mm?" was all he managed to get out.

"Guess what?" she asked him in a playful voice.

He grunted, "What?"

"I love you," she said simply, but not hearing another response from him.

They were quiet again, before Bulma spoke once again.

"Hey Vegeta…"

Vegeta sighed loudly, letting her know he was annoyed, "What now?"

"Umm…" she paused, "Well, you know that question I asked you earlier?"

He remembered it as soon as she said it and he shifted uncomfortably, "So?"

"Well…that wasn't exactly the question I had in mind to ask…"

It was clear that she was becoming shyer and shyer as she spoke, but he didn't bother to mention anything about it.

"Then what was it already?!"

Bulma took in a wavering breath and let it out slowly. She decided to ask him the question before she lost her nerve:

"Do you love me?"

Okay, finally managed to get chapter 5 done! So, did ya like? I know it was shorter than the rest, but I don't think it was that short. Please review and thanks for waiting!