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Summary: Vegeta overhears Bulma and her boyfriend, Yamcha, arguing. But how will he react when he hears he is the topic of the heated discussion?
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 3
They were screaming at each other again. Normally, Vegeta didn't care what the Earth-girl did as long as it didn't disturb him. Tonight, he was sitting on the roof of the Gravity Room trying to meditate when the screams of the Earth-girl and that sorry excuse for a Z warrior, Yamcha, floated up to his ears. He tried to block them out, but after three full hours of yelling and crying and the occasional sound of things breaking, he couldn't take it anymore. With the grace of a hunting cat, he moved off in the direction of the noise.
There below him was the woman and the weakling. The man was going on and on about how sorry he was for his latest transgression, something about another girl and how she meant nothing. The blue-haired Earth girl was having nothing of it. Vegeta found himself as amazed by her creative swearing as he was the first time he had heard it. He would never admit it but he did have a grudging respect for her linguistic talents as well as her mechanical ability. Even though she was only a woman and only an Earthling and had no physical strength to speak of, she would have come in handy on many of the spaceships and spaceports he had visited. Countless of times, he has been almost stranded in space because of a mechanical failure, and once or twice had to wait a long while before a technician could reach him. Nappa, his longtime (and long dead) traveling companion, once told him the reason for the long waits was because of Vegeta's habit of obliterating the technicians after they had finished their repairs. Vegeta's reasoning was that if they had done their job in the first place, he wouldn't have broken down. So then, what was the point of continuing their existence in this dimension? And plus, the woman below him was a far sight better looking than most of the technicians he had dealt with.
At first, Vegeta had been shocked by his physical attraction to this female. Then, he rationalized it was normal since he was a male and she a female. He had met many beautiful women while serving Frieza, not that he had had time to enjoy any of them. A warrior, and a Prince at that, must keep his attention focused on what was important at all times. While he understood the mating rituals of his species and those of similar genetic makeup, he had never partaken of them. He felt such things were beneath him and made those that did participate only weaker for it. Look at Kakkarot and his attachment to his mate!
Still, when her eyes flashed like that.. Vegeta stopped himself suddenly. This didn't make any sense, thinking of her like that. Thinking of her at all for that matter. After the things she had said to him, the names she called him. He had watched her get mad at others, but never with him. He thought she feared him too much. Yet, when she finally did direct her anger at him, he had been stunned by the ferocity of the attack. And when she had called him ugly, it had strangely hurt him as though she had landed a strong punch. After all, he was a Prince and thought himself the handsomest of all the Saiyans, even if he was a full foot shorter than the only other surviving one. He was just about to let them kill each other when he heard his name. He floated down a little ways in order to listen better.
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"Vegeta! Why are you bringing HIM into this?!" Bulma bellowed. "He has nothing to do with the fact that YOU'RE the filthy rotten cheater, Yamcha!"
"Oh please! Do you really expect me to believe all that after all the dates you cancelled because of him? What was I supposed to do, Bulma? Just sit around at home crying because I couldn't be with you? I don't work like that. I need a girlfriend, Bulma, someone who wants to do things and hang out with me. You're never around."
"That may be. But that doesn't give you an excuse to CHEAT, you sorry excuse for a man! And you think I'm the cheater! Why you have some nerve! And with Vegeta?!?! By Kami, Yamcha, Vegeta would blast me into the next dimension for so much as look at him wrong. Why would you think we'd ever be together?!"
"Come off it, Bulma! You've always wanted a prince. You've always styled yourself as royalty coming from the richest family on Earth, being the most beautiful, and the most talented. I've never been able to live up to your expectations! Never!! The girls I go out with, they think I'm really hot stuff. They don't question what I say or compare me to the other Z warriors. It's never Goku this or Krillin that or even Piccolo! And when it's not the others, it's how dumb I am or how I don't understand machines like you do. You've got to stop criticizing everyone and everything, Bulma. The only one with as wicked a temper as you've got is that damnable Vegeta. Why Goku stopped Krillin from killing him, I'll never understand. I wish he'd stayed dead on Namek."
"Vegeta. So this is what it's all about. You're jealous of the time I spend with the mighty Prince of all Saiyans. You're the one who's cheating, and I'm defending the time I spend as a hostage to that psychotic murderer. You know, all this time I thought Vegeta was the loony one around here, but now I know it's you! You're right, I am a princess, and I deserve to be treated like one. So you can just go to hell!" With that, Bulma threw another of her father's garden gnomes at Yamcha, which he easily deflected.
"I wish that little monster were here right now, Bulma. I'd pay him back for stealing my girl."
"Yamcha, he didn't STEAL me. I'm telling you I've never been with." But, Bulma couldn't finish that sentence for just then the Prince made his presence known.
Summary: Vegeta overhears Bulma and her boyfriend, Yamcha, arguing. But how will he react when he hears he is the topic of the heated discussion?
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 3
They were screaming at each other again. Normally, Vegeta didn't care what the Earth-girl did as long as it didn't disturb him. Tonight, he was sitting on the roof of the Gravity Room trying to meditate when the screams of the Earth-girl and that sorry excuse for a Z warrior, Yamcha, floated up to his ears. He tried to block them out, but after three full hours of yelling and crying and the occasional sound of things breaking, he couldn't take it anymore. With the grace of a hunting cat, he moved off in the direction of the noise.
There below him was the woman and the weakling. The man was going on and on about how sorry he was for his latest transgression, something about another girl and how she meant nothing. The blue-haired Earth girl was having nothing of it. Vegeta found himself as amazed by her creative swearing as he was the first time he had heard it. He would never admit it but he did have a grudging respect for her linguistic talents as well as her mechanical ability. Even though she was only a woman and only an Earthling and had no physical strength to speak of, she would have come in handy on many of the spaceships and spaceports he had visited. Countless of times, he has been almost stranded in space because of a mechanical failure, and once or twice had to wait a long while before a technician could reach him. Nappa, his longtime (and long dead) traveling companion, once told him the reason for the long waits was because of Vegeta's habit of obliterating the technicians after they had finished their repairs. Vegeta's reasoning was that if they had done their job in the first place, he wouldn't have broken down. So then, what was the point of continuing their existence in this dimension? And plus, the woman below him was a far sight better looking than most of the technicians he had dealt with.
At first, Vegeta had been shocked by his physical attraction to this female. Then, he rationalized it was normal since he was a male and she a female. He had met many beautiful women while serving Frieza, not that he had had time to enjoy any of them. A warrior, and a Prince at that, must keep his attention focused on what was important at all times. While he understood the mating rituals of his species and those of similar genetic makeup, he had never partaken of them. He felt such things were beneath him and made those that did participate only weaker for it. Look at Kakkarot and his attachment to his mate!
Still, when her eyes flashed like that.. Vegeta stopped himself suddenly. This didn't make any sense, thinking of her like that. Thinking of her at all for that matter. After the things she had said to him, the names she called him. He had watched her get mad at others, but never with him. He thought she feared him too much. Yet, when she finally did direct her anger at him, he had been stunned by the ferocity of the attack. And when she had called him ugly, it had strangely hurt him as though she had landed a strong punch. After all, he was a Prince and thought himself the handsomest of all the Saiyans, even if he was a full foot shorter than the only other surviving one. He was just about to let them kill each other when he heard his name. He floated down a little ways in order to listen better.
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"Vegeta! Why are you bringing HIM into this?!" Bulma bellowed. "He has nothing to do with the fact that YOU'RE the filthy rotten cheater, Yamcha!"
"Oh please! Do you really expect me to believe all that after all the dates you cancelled because of him? What was I supposed to do, Bulma? Just sit around at home crying because I couldn't be with you? I don't work like that. I need a girlfriend, Bulma, someone who wants to do things and hang out with me. You're never around."
"That may be. But that doesn't give you an excuse to CHEAT, you sorry excuse for a man! And you think I'm the cheater! Why you have some nerve! And with Vegeta?!?! By Kami, Yamcha, Vegeta would blast me into the next dimension for so much as look at him wrong. Why would you think we'd ever be together?!"
"Come off it, Bulma! You've always wanted a prince. You've always styled yourself as royalty coming from the richest family on Earth, being the most beautiful, and the most talented. I've never been able to live up to your expectations! Never!! The girls I go out with, they think I'm really hot stuff. They don't question what I say or compare me to the other Z warriors. It's never Goku this or Krillin that or even Piccolo! And when it's not the others, it's how dumb I am or how I don't understand machines like you do. You've got to stop criticizing everyone and everything, Bulma. The only one with as wicked a temper as you've got is that damnable Vegeta. Why Goku stopped Krillin from killing him, I'll never understand. I wish he'd stayed dead on Namek."
"Vegeta. So this is what it's all about. You're jealous of the time I spend with the mighty Prince of all Saiyans. You're the one who's cheating, and I'm defending the time I spend as a hostage to that psychotic murderer. You know, all this time I thought Vegeta was the loony one around here, but now I know it's you! You're right, I am a princess, and I deserve to be treated like one. So you can just go to hell!" With that, Bulma threw another of her father's garden gnomes at Yamcha, which he easily deflected.
"I wish that little monster were here right now, Bulma. I'd pay him back for stealing my girl."
"Yamcha, he didn't STEAL me. I'm telling you I've never been with." But, Bulma couldn't finish that sentence for just then the Prince made his presence known.