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To many, love is like a flower,
Beautiful while in bloom,
but dry when it doesn't get the proper attention.

-Meghan Lynn

Vegeta fell onto the tile floor of the gravity chamber. Sweat covered every inch of his aching body. Hunger and exhaustion hit his body in waves. I will be stronger than Kakkarot! I am the Prince of Vegetasei! I have the blood of generations of royalty pumping through my veins! He powered up again and sent ki blasts flying all around the room. Dodging them, Vegeta prepared for the fighter bots to come and pathetically try to challenge him.

Damn! I can feel myself approaching the borders of being a super Saiyan; I just can't get over them! I am so close! I will surpass Kakkarot! Vegeta threw a ki blast a couple of bots, blowing them both up with one hit. He then flew toward another and punched through it, while kicking yet another bots head off.  Vegeta laughed as he kneed the last one in its torso, causing it to split in two.

Foolish woman, these new "improved" bots don't last any longer than the others did. It is useless for me to even toy with them, they bring no challenge. That is earthling technology for you, though. Pathetic. He then remembered that he had heard the woman walk by and go into the house. His Saiyan hearing was extremely sensitive. Vegeta looked at the clock on the control panel.

Hmmm, 3:30. I have trained for 17 hours straight without food. I think I have earned a feast, considering how hard I pushed myself today. I will be a Super Saiyan in no time at this rate. And then Kakkarot and the weak earthlings will realize the full extent of my powers. I will laugh as they bow down at my feet.

And with that thought, Vegeta smirked and switched the gravity chamber off. Instantly, a gigantic load was lifted off of him and he realized the exactly how hard he had been training. His muscles ached all over, and he could hardly find the strength to move. But being an arrogant Saiyan, he tried to shake it off and walk to the huge house he currently resided in. He reached for the doorknob and found that it was unlocked.

That woman can be such a moron sometimes. Locking the door wouldn't protect her from me, but it would from a pathetic earth weakling. Any earthling could have walked in and………What the hell are you thinking about Vegeta? Why should you care about the woman? I need food and sleep and a good shower. Yes, I am tired and that's why I thought that. Baka woman.

Vegeta walked in and went directly for the kitchen. He couldn't cook very well, about as well as Bulma could. Opening the refrigerator, he took out all the supplies necessary to make about 25 sandwiches. 5 minutes later, Vegeta had his sandwiches stacked nicely on a tray and sat down at the table to eat. Feeling a bit more energized after his meal, he started to make his way toward the stairs.

Damn, my room just has to be on the 3rd floor. I think I shall be lazy and just fly. A Prince doesn't need to waste his time on a couple of flights of stairs. He smirked and started to walk to the stairs. As he was about to lift off, he noticed Bulma's signature blue hair gleaming in the moonlight shining through the window. Vegeta neared her and noticed that she was unconscious. He also noticed the blood around her mouth.

Baka woman! She must have fell down the stairs! She is such an idiot!

Glancing at her one more time, he scooped her up into his arms and began to ascend the staircase.  He decided he should wake her up to see if she had a concussion. Probably does, weakling female. "Woman, wake up!" He demanded. She didn't move at all.

Hmmm, I know how to fix that. This is something she has deserved for a long time. She has never given me the proper respect a Saiyan Prince deserves. And with that thought, Vegeta smirked and headed toward the bathroom. He walked in and turned on the shower, making sure the water was as cold as it could be.

Then he put Bulma in. This should really piss her off.

            It didn't take a long time for Bulma to regain consciousness.  Shocked by the cold water and the events of the night, Bulma didn't recognize where she was and began to scream. Vegeta heard Bulma begin to scream and began to smirk, but then he looked at her. He realized her screams were not because of the shock of the water, she was frightened.

            Not just frightened, but terrified. I wonder what has happened? Why do I have to urge to comfort her? Ahhhh, Vegeta, you don't care! Just make her shut up and go to sleep! Yes, get her out of my site!

            "Woman, shut up! It's just a cold shower! You are a Baka and fell down the stairs!" He screamed.

            He thinks I fell down the stairs, that's perfect. Wonderful. Then I won't need to tell anyone. I can say that I was stupid and fell down the stairs.

            Vegeta watched her think, he watched her face turn from a look of terror to one of exhaustion. She got out of the shower and Vegeta handed her a towel. He had not taken off her clothes when he had thrown her into the shower, and she began to shiver.

            Vegeta then got a good look at her, before he had only seen her in the dark.

            "Woman?" He asked hesitantly.

            "What asshole? You know, simply shaking me might have worked!" She yelled and wrapped her arms around herself.

            "You did fall down the stairs, right?"

            "Why the hell do you care?"

            "I don't!" He yelled, "But your injuries look like someone meant to hurt you." He said hesitantly.

            "It doesn't matter."

            "Then I should take that as a yes?" Vegeta felt his anger begin to rise.

            " Look, I was stupid and fell down the stairs, end of story. Kami, you act like it matters to you." She said unconvincingly.

            Vegeta looked into her eyes.

            Oh Kami, he knows I am lying. I wonder what he'll do. He will probably never let me forget it and congratulate Yamcha on a job well done.

            He looked at her and grunted.

            She is hiding something from me. What is she so scared of? I wonder if that weakling with the scar did this to her?

            "I wouldn't surprised if he did, he is such a weakling."

            "Vegeta damnit, I don't want to talk about it! I can't even think straight right now, much less be interrogated about what that asshole did do to me!" Bulma had lost her cool. Then she realized what she had said and put her hand over her mouth.

            Oh Shit! Way to go Bulma! Now he really knows!

            "So its true! That asshole did lay a hand on you! " Vegeta's anger reached an all time high, and he wasn't sure if he could control it.

            He hurt her. No, now that I look at her, her injuries are much more severe, She is hardly able to stand up. Not only that, I can believe she just sat there and protected him. She even lied about it. This is something I can't tolerate. Something needs to be done. I think I will have to pay someone a visit, really EXTREMELY soon.