Key: 'Vegeta's and others thoughts.' Vegeta's Mate. ~Vegeta's mate thing in his head. ~ Chapter Six. Shocks.

Bulma and Vegeta woke up after hearing Yamcha and his girlfriend fight. "Why did you lie to me?" she asked. "Listen, Nadine, I had no idea." Yamcha said. "What do you mean? Her address was in your book!" "It doesn't mean that I think of her as a girlfriend." "Her name is under 'girlfriends'." "She's an ex. Please Nadine." "No. I'm leaving." Nadine said and then there was a door slam shut. "Sounds like Yamcha and 'Nadine' are going to do just fine." Bulma said to Vegeta. "You really are twisted." Vegeta said, getting out of bed. He grabbed his black clothes and walked into the bathroom. "Don't destroy anything in there." Bulma said. Then she realised something and ran into the bathroom. "What are you doing in here?" Vegeta asked. "I can't even get undressed for a shower." "I'm sorry, but you got me so depressed yesterday that I had to buy some makeup." She said. She bent down to get something from a cupboard. She came back up with a huge tub of stuff. She grabbed out a lipstick and started to put it on. "Go away." Vegeta said. "No. Everytime that I go on a makeup shopping spree, I have to put it on the first thing the next morning." "Fine then." Vegeta said. He started to change, which made Bulma blush and then got into the shower. Bulma looked at the tap in front of her and turned the cold water on. "BULMA!!" Vegeta yelled. He ran out, after putting a towel on and walked over to her. "I'm sorry. Did it get hot?" she asked. "Look at my shoulders! The skin is peeling off them." "I didn't mean it to be that bad." Bulma said. "Yes you did." Vegeta snarled. He grabbed his clothes and walked out into the bedroom. "Follow me in here and I will hurt you." "Fine then." Bulma said as she put blush on. "Oh, Vegeta." "What now?" "I left a box of eye shadow in my handbag in there. Can you get it for me?" "Is it all that important?" "Yes." "No." "I'll go in there and get it myself." Bulma teased. "Do as you want. I'll keep my part of the threat." "Jerk!" "You're the one that used the cold water. If you hadn't, then I would still be in there and you could have gotten it." "You're a pain." "No. I will cause you pain if you go looking for it." "No you won't. I'm your mate. The extra conscience wouldn't let you." "That's what you think." Vegeta mumbled. "What did you say?" "Nothing." "Are you descent? I need the eye shadow." Bulma said. She walked out. "BULMA!" Vegeta yelled. He wasn't descent. He was drying himself when she walked in. He wrapped the towel around him after he blushed. Yamcha heard and started to come upstairs. "Bulma, are you okay?" he called. Bulma didn't hear him so she didn't answer him. "What are you doing? I told you not to come in here." Vegeta said. "Well I told you that I needed my makeup." "Hurry up and grab it." Vegeta said. Yamcha walked into the room. "CAN'T I GET ANY PRIVECY IN THIS HOUSE?" Vegeta yelled. He walked into the bathroom again, closely followed by Bulma. "What are you doing?" "What were you yelling about?" "My lack of privacy." "Right." "Do you mind? I do want to get dressed sometime today." "Vegeta, why are you so paranoid?" "I'm not. I just want to get through this day without getting angry or punching anyone or anything. So get out." "Yamcha might think it would be weird." "What do you mean?" "I'm your mate." "Oh, damn." "My point exactly." Bulma said. Yamcha knocked on the door. "Are you guys okay in there?" he asked. Vegeta opened the door and stormed out. "What's up with him?" "Never mind." Bulma said, pushing Yamcha into the bathroom. "Stay in here." Vegeta was sitting on the pillows at the head of the bed. "What's wrong with you?" "I want him gone." "Stop acting so young." "I'm not. I just don't want him here." "Do you expect someone to through him out?" "Yes. I will if no one does." "You are so grouchy." "Not my fault that this is how I was brought up." "Am I supposed to find that funny?" Bulma asked. "No." Vegeta said. Then there was a knocking on the door. "Can I come out now?" Yamcha asked. Vegeta frowned. "You really don't like him, do you?" Bulma asked. "No." "Well you'll have to get over it." "What are you talking about?" Yamcha called. "Don't worry." Vegeta scowled. "Can I come out?" "No." "Why?" Yamcha asked, turning the door handle. "Because." Vegeta started. Bulma kissed him. "What are you doing?" he whispered. "They always seem to leave when we make out." She whispered and the door opened some more. Bulma kissed Vegeta longer and Yamcha scampered out of the room. "Always works." She whispered once they parted. "Get out." Vegeta said. "I need to get dressed." "And I don't?" "Fine then." Vegeta said. He grabbed a singlet and put it on. "What are you doing?" Bulma asked him as she turned away. "Getting dressed." Vegeta said as he put his last piece of clothing on. Bulma turned around and saw that he was wearing the black clothes that she bought him when they went shopping at Manny's shop. "I'm glad that we bought you something that actually suits you." "Bulma!" called her father from downstairs. "Hurry up! I've almost finished fixing that damn ship." "You mean your father has almost finished my ticket out of here?" Vegeta asked happily. "You sound happy." Bulma said, almost disappointed. "Well I could train some more and I could kill whoever gave Sharby the information of my whereabouts. And why do you sound so sad?" "I guess I don't want you to go." Bulma mumbled so Vegeta couldn't hear. "What did you just say?" "I said I better get dressed so I can help him." Bulma lied. "I'll see you downstairs." Vegeta said, shocked. He walked out the door and wondered what Bulma said. 'What did she say that I couldn't hear?' ~She likes ya. ~ 'Not you again.' ~I'm your friendly replacement of a conscience. ~ 'Great. I couldn't stand my other so I got you. Something even more annoying.' He thought. He walked downstairs and found a pile of pancakes on the table. "Eat up, Vegeta." Cindy said. "Are you okay? You don't look good." "I'm fine." Vegeta said as he sat down at the table. "Where's Bulma?" Yamcha asked. "Getting changed." "Okay." Yamcha said. "You two seemed to have fun this morning. Are you guys thinking of anything more serious?" "What do you mean?" Vegeta asked. "I mean if you're thinking of going further then just mates. Maybe marriage?" Vegeta blushed a little. "No. Well, not that I know of." Vegeta said. "Has Bulma said anything to you?" "No." Yamcha said. "She told me that she loves the fact that you're staying here." Cindy said, giving him a plate of pancakes. "When?" Vegeta asked. "Yesterday when you left from the hospital." "She did?" Vegeta asked. He looked down at his breakfast and ate some. "What's bothering you?" Cindy asked. "Nothing." "I'm a mother. I can tell if someone's confused." Cindy said, slightly more intelligent then what she usually is. "Did Bulma bring up a conversation to do with that?" "No." Vegeta said. "Did she say anything to disturb you?" Cindy asked. "Is there a hole in the wall?" he asked cynically. "I guess not." Yamcha said. "Can we get off the topic of me and Bulma?" Vegeta asked. Everyone nodded and went back to eating their breakfast. Then Bulma came down. "Hi guys. What's up with the straight faces?" "Nothing." Vegeta said. He finished his breakfast and stood up. "Where are you going?" Bulma asked. He walked up to her and kissed her gently. "What was that for?" "I heard what you mumbled." Vegeta whispered. Bulma stared at him. "You did?" "Well not really but I could tell." Vegeta said. "Did you mean it?" Bulma blushed and sat down. "We were talking about you two getting married." Yamcha said. "Vegeta blushed." "You were? Why?" Bulma asked. "Because I asked him if you guys were talking about it." Yamcha said. "Why would you think that?" Bulma asked. She looked at Vegeta as if he said anything. "I didn't say anything." Vegeta said once he realised that she was looking at him. "Then why would you think that?" Bulma asked Vegeta. "I didn't. Yamcha asked me." "Why did you think that, Yamcha?" Bulma asked, switching her look from Vegeta to Yamcha. "Because I thought that after everything, you two would have wanted to." Yamcha said. "I don't think that we're ready for that." Vegeta said. "You don't?" Bulma asked. Vegeta bent over her and put his mouth to her ear. "What are you doing?" he whispered. "Are you trying to get us married?" Bulma turned and looked at him. "At least it would keep you here." Bulma whispered back. Vegeta paused and stared at her. "Earth to Vegeta!" Yamcha said. Vegeta stopped his gaze and looked at him. "Yeah." "Never mind. You were just in a world of your own." Yamcha said. "Bulma, do you mind if I take you from your breakfast for a while?" Vegeta asked. "I guess." She said before Vegeta pulled her away. "Why did you say that?" "Because you are welcome here. You make it sound as if you really do want to leave." Bulma said. Then she stared at him. "Are you thinking of leaving?" "I was." Vegeta said, looking down. "But you can't." Bulma said. She didn't want to admit it, but she didn't want Vegeta to go. "My family will miss you too much." "What about you?" Vegeta asked, surprisingly sincere. "I would too." Bulma said. "You make it sound as if you don't act anymore." "I do. I would miss you as a friend. I'm shocked that you would think about leaving." "You'd have to get used to it if I hadn't changed my mind." Vegeta said with a smile on his face. "You're staying?" Bulma asked. "I couldn't leave my mate." Vegeta said. "Let's go back."

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Vegeta decides to leave in the next chapter. It was a hard decision, but it's what he has to do. He gets a lecture from his 'replacement of a conscience.'

Gohan's Gal.