"Two Rocks and Bulma"

OK, this is the 3rd chapter and I thought, because you liked the first two chapters so much, I would write a third. Anywho, here it is, the third chapter.

Disclaimer: No, I do no own dbz or any of its characters, although I do adore dbz, don't get me wrong!

Chapter 3: Sugar Cookies

Bulma awoke the next morning to her mother's usual "Bulma get out of bed sweet heart!"

She's way too cheerful for the morning, Bulma thought to herself. Bulma had completely forgotten about the previous day when Vegeta had moved in (she had been too busy with Yamcha the previous night to notice anything else). She sighed as she got out of bed. She walked over to her dresser and put on some clothes and walked down stairs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Bulma screamed "What the hell is he doing here?!" Bulma shrieked as she approached the kitchen and saw Vegeta pigging out at the enormous table.

"Bulma, dear, don't you remember, he moved in yesterday." Bulma's father said in his normal cheerful voice.

Finally the horrible truth sunk in, she finally remembered it wasn't a nightmare as she had hoped, Vegeta was really here to stay.

Disgusting, Bulma thought to herself, Vegeta hadn't even looked up from his food to look at Bulma.

"You know you're going to choke if you keep eating like that don't you?" Bulma said disgustedly.

"Heh, why the hell would I care, or why would you care for that matter? You seem like you hate me." Vegeta said in his annoyingly mocking tone.
"You're right. What would I care? Carry on." Bulma felt her cheeks grow hotter as Vegeta kept his stare level with her eyes.

"Do you hate me? If you do I don't care, because I hate you too." Vegeta said.

Just then Bulma's parents walked in, and Bulma and Vegeta were forced into silence as Bulma's father engaged them in a conversation about something completely unrelated to their current topic. Bulma couldn't help but notice that Vegeta hadn't yet dropped his gaze.

"Why are you staring at me?" Bulma said, she knew she sounded paranoid, but it was really annoying.

"Hmph. Don't give yourself that satisfaction women." Vegeta said in a monotone.

"Why I never……YOU JACKASS, I HATE YOU!!!!! HOW DARE YOU SAY THINGS LIKE THAT! YOU KNOW YOU WERE STARING AT ME! URGGGGG. GET BACK TO YOUR EATING AND DON'T SLOW DOWN, I'M HOPING YOU'LL CHOKE OR SOMETHING!" Bulma screamed angrily.

Bulma stormed off to her bedroom and slammed the door after her. I can't believe he had the nerve to say that, in front of my parents and everything. He is such a fucking dumb ass Bulma thought to herself.

Through all of Bulma's anger, she couldn't help but to feel flattered that Vegeta had been staring at her. She slapped herself softly. What's wrong with me she asked herself mentally, I can't be falling for that ass hole. Besides, plenty of guys stared at her, it shouldn't be any different with this one man. What the hell is wrong with him, he's probably just playing with me. Men! I absolutely hate them, he's as bad, if not worse than Yamcha.

"Hmph. That's a weird thought. Nobody seems as bad as Yamcha, although this guy did cross the line, Yamcha hurt me so bad. Yamcha's hardly forgivable." Bulma muttered to herself.

I've got to learn to ignore Vegeta, Bulma told herself. He's going to be here from now on, I guess I've just got to get used to him, she told herself more firmly this time.

"Bulma, sweetie, I think you and I should make some sugar cookies." Bulma's mom had approached her daughter's bedroom door and was asking on the other side of it.

Bulma knew that was code for "Bulma you and I need to talk" her mother had used this excuse to talk to Bulma many times. Despite the fact that Bulma knew what her mother wanted to accomplish by making cookies she gave in and said yes.

Through an intimate conversation with her mom, which resulted in Bulma breaking down in tears into her mother's lap, Bulma found that she was in fact falling for Vegeta.

"Mom, I can't fall in love with Vegeta. I'm in love with Yamcha. And Vegeta's so horrible, I can hardly stand him." Bulma said into her mother's lap. Bulma knew that she was spilling every feeling she had to her mother, but it felt so good to let feelings out to someone that would listen and love you in return no matter what you said.

fin*

So how was it? I know it's going pretty slow, but it's my first attempt, and I heard (after I was half way through my first chapter) that it isn't good to start out with romance. Oh well. Please R&R and let me know what's wrong or what's good. That would be a great big help.

~S saiyan Vegeta4013