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Chapter
5 What Are You To Me?
It was after nine when Bulma
drug herself in from the office. Normally she would have just brought the work
home with her, but she was afraid she would run into Vegeta, and that would
have just been to awkward. She dug through the fridge, finding some leftover
pizza. Not even bothering to warm it up, she went into the living room and
turned on the TV.
Vegeta stood in the shadows of the stairway. He had heard her come in, and stopped on his way up. He watched her plop down on the couch and kick her shoes off. She curled up and started flipping through the channels until she found something interesting. She put the remote down and began to munch on the pizza. He turned and continued up to his room. He was sweaty from his workout, and longed for a cool shower.
He had just stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waste when he heard a crash and scream. 'Bulma!' his brain panicked. He was down stairs in a flash.
"What is it woman? Did something attack you?" he looked around trying to see her assailant.
"Huh?" she turned to look at him. Her mouth went slack. He was only wearing a towel. His skin glistening with water droplets. Gaining her composure, she began to laugh. "Oh, its nothing Vegeta. A big spider ran across my foot and I knocked over the plant stand when I jumped."
He stared at her, dumbfounded. His heart pounding a little. "A spider!" he yelled. "I thought something had happened to you, you stupid woman!"
She stifled another giggle. "I'm sorry. I forget how good your hearing is. Most people wouldn't have heard me if they had been in the kitchen. But thank you for coming to my rescue. It was very sweet of you." 'and very unlike you to act like you care' she thought.
He smirked. "Who said I was coming to your rescue. Maybe I just wanted a good fight."
Uhg, couldn't he ever say anything nice? "Well, I don't think this spider will give you much of a challenge. Considering I already squashed it."
"Hmph. I'm amazed you could even do that."
"Don't you think you should put some clothes on before you catch a cold." She sat back on the couch. He wasn't going to upset her. She was tired and not in the mood for a fight.
"Oh, bothering you?" he struck his favorite pose, causing the towel to separate even further, exposing most of his leg and hip.
She felt her face getting warm. Oh Kami, he had a body that just wouldn't stop.
"Yes! You moron! It isn't decent to go around like that."
He smirked even more. He could feel her ki rising, her heart beat quicken. 'So'. Very well then. Seeing as how it's not fair to show you something you couldn't hope to have anyway." He turned to walk back to his room, not even flinching as the couch cushion hit him in the back. He laughed.
"You are the most vain, conceded ass I've ever met!" she screamed. "To even think I would want somebody with your attitude is just ludicrous!" she stared at his muscular back as he walked up the stairs.
"Oh, yes, I forgot you prefer weak, unfaithful human men." He jeered.
She was stunned. That was perhaps the cruelest thing he'd ever said to her. Reminding her of Yamcha, after she had finally stopped thinking about him at least ten times a day.
He shut his door, smiling. "Well, that shut her up." He dried off and slipped into his boxers, when it suddenly dawned on him what he had done. He had panicked when he heard her scream. He had actually experienced fear. Not for himself but at the thought of something happening to her. And she had seen it! Seen him frantic over her. A mere human woman he should have dispatched a long time ago.
He looked up abruptly as his door swung open. She stood there, literally shaking with rage. "You bastard!"
Vegeta took a step back before catching himself. "What do you mean bursting into my room, woman? Do you have a death wish?!"
"Go ahead! Blast me into the next dimension or whatever it is that you do to your victims! If I could, I'd beat you to a pulp, you vicious monster!" she slammed the door and walked up to him and slapped him across his chiseled jaw.
He didn't flinch or even move. But her hand stung with the impact. "Damn! Stupid Saiyan hide!" she cried.
A blue aura sprang to life around Vegeta. His eyes were full of rage. "How dare you strike me woman." He said in a low, dangerous voice. He could smell her fear, see it in her blue eyes, but to her credit, she didn't back away.
Bulma swallowed hard. She knew she had really crossed the line this time, even though he probably hadn't even felt the slap that nearly broke her hand. "I'm tired of having men tromp all over my feelings like there nothing. I have pride just like you." He was raising his hand, a ki ball was starting to form. She sniffed back a tear. No, she wouldn't die like a coward. "Go ahead, then. At least you won't be able to hurt me anymore." She closed her eyes and tossed her head back giving him full access to her throat.
He stopped. 'Hurt her?' he hadn't meant to hurt her. He thought he'd just make her mad like usual. Then he did something that stunned both of them. His ki dropped and he pulled her to him.
She opened her eyes and looked into his face. He looked… sad? She thought suddenly. And this wasn't the first time she had caught that look on his face. Her arms snaked around his neck of their own accord as he pressed his lips against hers.
Then it dawned on her. He'd never been kissed before. That's why he had felt so stiff in her arms. Well, time for a lesson. She kissed him firmer, parting his lips, and felt him shudder. After a moment, he took over, always being a quick study, and she felt her knees begin to buckle under her and leaned into his hard body for support. When they finally parted lips, they both were breathing a little ragged.
He looked at her, a strange glazing light in his eyes. "Leave." He murmured gruffly.
She was stunned. With that kiss, the last thing she had expected him to say was 'leave'. But something told her to obey him, and she turned and walked out, closing the door behind her. 'That was strange', she thought as she made her way back to the living room. Her anger replaced by a curious and odd feeling, like something huge almost happened. And she didn't think it was sex. Her eyes opened wide and her step faltered. 'oh Kami! I would have actually done it. After all the years of putting Yamcha off, and priding myself on my moral integrity, I would have thrown it all aside and just jumped into the sack with…VEGETA!'
He lay across his bed, his breathing was labored as he fought down the power inside himself that attempted to rob him of all logic and reason. In all his thirty-two years, this was the one part of his Saiyan heritage he had buried deep within himself. The one thing he had never intended on using. The mating bond. As his breathing slowed and his eyes cleared, he vaguely wondered if any connection had been made. No, he couldn't feel anything.
Burying his face in his pillow he growled deep in his throat. 'Damn that woman!' What was it about her that drove him incessantly mad? And how could she have possibly evoked such a response from him? The bonding process was only supposed to happen when two Saiyans had willingly chosen to be with the other. Even though he had told her that the men chose their mates after the mating games, he had left out that the woman could always refuse to bond with him. Albeit that was rare. What did this mean? Had he chosen her? A mere human female, so weak he could kill her with a thought. And her response to him? She had offered him her life and the next second her body. The same woman who had been with a man for years and refused this union because she wanted to wait for that lifelong commitment that he had been unwilling to give. Had she sensed that in him, he would have stayed with her till death if they bonded? Did she even know what a bond was? She was more dangerous than any enemy he had ever met, and the only way he knew to defeat this one, was to…run? His mind reeled at the thought. No. He would stay for nothing more than the gravity room, but he would avoid her. And when he couldn't, he would make her wish she had avoided him.
Ooh, getting interesting? I'm trying! Tune in next for
chapter 6 : What's With You, Jerk! R&R or I'll think you don't love me
anymore. Sniff