Note: If you've read any of my other stories than you know I'm a big B/V supporter. Again, I don't own DBZ, so no one sue me. I am not, I repeat, AM NOT making any money off of this; I just really like the show.
Summary: If you want a summary, go to the first chapter.
This chapter is quite longer than the other ones, so beware.
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Vegeta woke up feeling happier than usual. Not really happier; maybe just a little on the light side. He had no idea why. He just did. He woke up and remembered Bulma sleeping in the same bed as him. He smirked. Gosh. I'm so good. I'm so sexy even this bitch reluctantly slept in the same bed as me.
He got up and walked into the kitchen to raid the refrigerator, only to find Goku had beaten him to it. His entire head was hidden in the refrigerator. Vegeta snuck up on him. Smirking, he kicked him flat on the ass. "YAAAAAAHHHH!" Goku cried, his hands clutching his butt protectively. "What was that for!?" he whimpered.
Vegeta gave him a nice smirk, but all of the sudden he roared in his face. "HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU I GET TO RAID THE FRIDGE FIRST!!!!!!!!!" Goku stumbled backwards from the force of the blast (or in other words: Vegeta's humongous mouth). Goku just pouted and stepped aside. "Humph." Vegeta "thankfully" murmured.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!!!!?????" he felt someone blast in his ear.
He realized it was "that damn woman." Having sensitive hearing, he whimpered backward for a half a second. Regaining him composure, he returned the favor.
"DON'T YOU HAVE ANY RESPECT FOR THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS????????" he bellowed in her face.
"NO!!!!! I DON'T!!!!!" she screeched. Vegeta started muttering something about "that damn loud bitch," but she had just woken up and was too tired to stay around and listen. She just walked out.
Baka. Has no respect for a Prince. Although she is kind of hot when she's mad. Wait a damn minute! He smacked himself hard on the head, surprising Goku. Goku just blinked innocently, shrugged, and went away to train. Vegeta, however, was pondering his thoughts. One side of his arrogant ass was screaming, "Low class baka! You don't deserve to be the Saiyan Prince if you're going to actually fall for some low class Chikyuu native!" The side deep within his heart was whispering "Give it up, Vegeta. Having feelings don't make you weak. It can only make you stronger." Damn her. he thought sadly. Damn her to the depths of hell.
Bulma, on the other hand, was thinking quite the opposite. "Oh god. He's so cute when he yells. Especially when his vein pops out the left side of his forehead. Oooo. He's so sexy. Especially that tail of his. I could fell it wrap around me when I was drifting of to sleep. He he!" she thought seductively. "Oh, Bulma. I think you've finally found you're Prince in shinning armor. I'll never forget the day that fortuneteller told me of my true love."
Flashback"So, you want to know who you're true love shall be, do you not?" asked the fortuneteller. Her eyes were closed and she had spoken right when Bulma entered the tent. Bulma was quite surprised. She thought fortunetellers were fakes, but this woman had make it clear that she was obviously not.
"Yes." Bulma replied firmly.
"Then sit with me, and we shall see together." The fortuneteller took Bulma's hand and spoke into her mind. "Do not be afraid little one. I usually do not do this but you are a special one."
"Oh, this is so cool." Bulma thought excitedly.
"I will now tell you want you desire to know." The fortuneteller pondered for a moment every now and then. "You are destined to have a strong relationship with a man with great, great power. His power is matched by few in the world, nay, the universe. Hmmm is a Prince." Bulma's eyes shot open.
"You mean like a Prince in Shinning Armor to ME, right?" she asked, confused.
"That is all the spirits tell. But be forewarned. Only few know the essence of true love, and you are one of them. The man who is destined to be with you has never even heard of the word. You will know, but he shall not." The fortuneteller's eyes opened. "That is all I can tell thee, or the prophecy may not come true. You do not have to pay."
"Thank you," Bulma whispered and quietly left.
End Flashback"You will know, but he shall not…" The words echoed throughout her head over and over, until she got a painful headache. "Well then, it looks like I'll have to show him," she whispered softly as she quietly slipped to his room.
He he. Kind of left you at a cliffhanger there. Next chapter up tomorrow. Please review!