Things Change

By Hannio

Usual again I don't own the characters though like everyone else I wish I did Erm and that's that

MeMe it's dedicated to you again. I know how excited you were when I dedicated the first story for you so this is for you again

Let's go People!!!!!!!!!!

He nearly had it, he knew it, he could see it, feel it and yet it remained out of his grasp. He growled in frustration what more did he have to do, he had done nothing but train and push himself, both physically and mentally, to his limits. He could admit to himself that he was on the verge of giving up but that picture of Kakkorott being what was rightfully his pushed him on. He was the Prince of all Saiyan, it was him who had royal blood flowing through his veins and had descended from Kings who had gone back further than he cared to remember but it was Kakkorott who had changed, had experience that power, he needed to feel it, feel the sweetness of that one piece of knowledge that he was once again the strongest Saiyan in the universe, once he had achieved that then he could go on and grow stronger.

"VEGETA" he was interrupted from his training and thoughts by the Woman Bulma, he scowled why could she ever just fuck off and leave him be. The father did, kept well clear of him, it wasn't fear Vegeta knew that, it was probably the fact that he had more important stuff to do then to worry about a person in the gravity room. The other dippy woman was a pest but at least she kept him well fed and treated him with the respect which someone in his position deserved. Then there was Bulma, his frown became more pronounced, it was her fault that he was here in the first place, he was only going to spend a few day here. He hated people so why would he stay in a city crowded with the fools and he was staying with the biggest one of them all and then she had shown him the gravity machine tempted it with him, dangled it in front of his face like someone would do a Dog then said he could have it if only he stuck around, if he left then that would be it, she would give it to Kakkorott for him and his loser son to use. His fist clenched, she was still yelling the sound muffled through the thick metal casing He couldn't understand her motives. Why had she invited him to stay after all he had done and then forced him to stick around. "OPEN THIS DOOR OR I'll COME IN" he looked thoughtful as his eyes casted a look at the machine, the figure read 200. He smirked it was easy enough for a Saiyan who had been constantly training in 400+ gravity to stand but a human woman, a fragile one at that, would be killed instantly. He entertained the thought but threw it away. He needed her to make him food when her mother was away and to fix and make him stuff when he wanted. He shook his head. He was trapped and he hated it. "RIGHT YOU ASKED FOR IT 5, 4, 3" he growled again and walked over to the door "2, 1" then she forced the door opened and went smacked into Vegeta's half naked body, she gasped her knees buckling under the gravity weight

"Baka" he said and pushed her out of the room, sending her sprawling on the soft grass, she looked dazed for a moment then looked up eyes sparkling angrily at Vegeta who was watching her smirking as he stood there, arms crossed.

"Jerk" she yelled

"Whore" he replied

"Bastard" she refused to be out done

"Bitch"

"Wanker"

"Slut" Bulma's cheeks deepened from pink to crimson

"Goku wannabe" she threw back Vegeta's eyebrow rose at that

"Really" he replied casually looking bored "Is that right a Goku wannabe I'm wounded to the core" he replied in his cold voice trying not to feel how close to the spot she had been, rage ripped through him at the comparison but years of training had giving him the advantage he was used to hiding his emotions from the world it was all that kept him alive she didn't, he watched her as she stood up from where she had fallen.

"Core." she sputtered and pointed at him "what core Vegeta. You don't have a heart and you sure as hell don't have a conscience or soul so what's your core" he didn't reply just favoured her with a look of contempt

"What do you want Woman?" he demanded, she put her hand on her hip and gave him a dirty look

"There you go again changing the subject what a surprise can't the big bad Saiyan take it and my name is BULMA so call me by it" she said he looked unimpressed by her

"You're wasting my time woman" he said she growled at him blatantly ignoring her but let it drop and focused on the real issue of her being there

"I want to know why you spoke to my father like that. I mean after everything we have done for you, we've fed you, gave you stuff to train with, clothed your sorry little ass and you treat him like that"

"Like what?" although his face was emotionless he was curious inwards about what the hell she was chatting about. He gave a thought back to the clothes she had gave him and shivered inwards if that was her shopping then he wished she wouldn't bother. Now he turned his thoughts back to her rambling

"Telling him that if he doesn't do what you say you'll kill him How dare you I don't care who you are, or who you think you should be no one speaks to my father and gets away with it got it" Vegeta stared at her for a long time frowning at what she said and the fact that she had just threatened him, he didn't know whether to smack her round the face or to simply laugh at her either was good for him.

"What are you talking about?" he said, she opened her mouth to answer but he cut her off "Look Woman just Fuck off and leave me alone don't come round here again got it or I won't be held responsible for what might happen" and with that he turned and walked back in slamming the door behind him and locking it, Bulma sighed shakily and stared at the door she was tempted to attack it again but it wouldn't help her at all and would probably just get her in more trouble. She gave it a minute thought then turned walking to the house. Everytime she saw him a reaction inside of her was growing and she didn't know what to do. She entered the house sparing a glance back at the room that held Vegeta she shook her head and entered the house

"What's wrong with me Why am I feeling this way towards Vegeta" she shook her head again her mind trying to pry the answer from it's depths but all she came up with was more questions and the key to the answers all lay in unravelling the mystery that surrounded a certain black haired Saiyan.