Sorry it took so long, so very long, but its here now! ^_^_^_~! No flames hope you like!

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The two sing, or Vegeta /tried/ to. Utena got them free hours. The end of the night ended with Bulma poking fun at the prince for being a crappy singer. "Ha, you sounded like a dying cat!" But for some very strange reason, Vegeta found himself unable to get mad, why was this? This enigma pledged his mind for a short while. Because before the two knew it, they were at the Capsule Corp. "Good night Vegeta." Said Bulma smiling as usual. Vegeta fought back a grin and simply said, "Night woman." "How many time do I have to tell you, my name isn't woman, its Bulma!" the tone wasn't really scolding, but more playful. Vegeta rolled his eyes and went into the building without her. "OH! THAT MAN!" fumed Bulma storming into the Corp, after him.

The next day...

Bulma stumbled down the stairs to get a little bit of breakfast. Still very sleep from staying up last night, she knew it was dumb, but she couldn't get Vegeta out of her mind. As he sickened her with his blunt rudeness, his mysterious/dark attitude attracted her. /He is kinda cute in a sick demented fucked up sorta way./ (AN: Ok, ok, I know, a little harsh, but, I think she made her point.) /But I know it's a waste of time, no way in hell does he even consider me "Worthy", I can't imagine myself! Mrs. Vegeta./ At the thought of Vegeta in a white wedding tuxedo, Bulma burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at woman?" Asked Vegeta. "It's BULMA! B-U-L-M- A!" She cried frustrated. "Ok, /Bulma/, your love slave is at the door." Said Vegeta pushing past her to get to the kitchen. "Love slave? OH! Yamcha! What the hell does that bastard want?" Bulma said going to the door. Sure enough, there was Yamcha, on his knees, pathetic as can be. "What?" Bulma said annoyed. "Bulma, please! I'm sorry, please take me back, I sweat I'll never do it again. I love you." He said taking her hand. He begged some more, but all Bulma did was yawn. "Are you done yet? I have work to do. Unlike some people, I have a job." Said Bulma yanking her hand out of her ex's.

"B-but Bulma! I' really, really-" "OH SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS!" Yelled Bulma REALLY annoyed at this point. Vegeta happened to be passing, and heard this little outburst. Preparing for a good show he stood behind them. "You can say "I'm sorry" till' your...your dildo flies off! BUT I WILL NOT, I REPEAT, WILL NOT TAKE YOUR SORRY CHEAP ASS BACK! EVER!" Shouted Bulma. Vegeta was cracking up. "But if I-" "I would rather have rabid lab mice and starving vultures feasted on my brains than take you back! You could jam white-hot pokers into my eyes balls till they turn crispy like dandruff and I still would not even think about taking you greasy haired-scare faced- show off-man whore-player-piece of crap ass back! NOW GET THE HELL OFF MY PROPERTY!!!!!!!!"

This time Vegeta was to the point of pissing his pants how much he was laughing. Yamcha was silent, he knew Bulma was evil when she was mad but, danm! He was so shocked that he didn't realize that she had slammed the door in his face. Mean while inside Bulma was surprised she actually said that. That was when she saw Vegeta laughing it up on the floor. "Are you gonna have a seizure or something? Cuz' I don't think I'm in the mood to call an ambulance." Said Bulma half hearted. Vegeta then got up off the floor, and walked off, grinning a little bit.

A little while l8er...

Bulma sat in her room, starring the wall. She had only gotten half of her work done that day. Vegeta broke the gravity chamber...again. But she couldn't pick herself up, out of bed. She knew she was going to have to be strong and not take Yamcha back, but she still loved him, just a little. She looked at the phone beside her, she was debating for hours if she should call that testosterone driven Neanderthal and asked his forgiveness. /NO! I won't do it! But I know if I ever see him with another girl, I'll just kill him! But that would kill me./ She shifted her body to face the wall closest to her. She wrapped a piece of her greenish blue hair around her index finger and bit her lip. /I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not.../ but as soon as she thought this, tears feel like rain from her huge blue eyes.

"Hey woman! Why isn't there any food?!" Vegeta demanded, pushing open her door. This just infuriated Bulma. "What the hell is wrong with you!? Don't you know how to fucking knock!?" She shouted throwing her alarm clock towards Vegeta. He just caught it and crushed it. Bulma quickly ribbed away her tears, and swung her hand to his face, but her grabbed her wrist. He gave her a long hard look straight in the eyes. Despite her current state, she couldn't help but blush. He cocked his head to the side a bit. "Wh-what are you looking at?!" She demanded her voice still not entirely normal. "You're too danm hostile." Vegeta commented letting her arm drop. She struggled to keep a straight face.

A little l8er....

"Bulma! Hey, BULMA!" Came a voice from the window. "What the?" Bulma ran to the window. She opened it and looked down, and sure enough... "YAMCHA!!! What the hell are you doing here!?" Bulma yelled angrily. "I'm here to give you something!" Yamcha yelled. "What! What the hell do you want? Huh? Hurry up, I got a dream to finish." Bulma fumed. Yamcha then got on one knee and took out..... "A guitar? You're gonna try to win me back by trying to strum that thing? You're kinda sad." Said Bulma leaning on the window seal. Yamcha smiled and started to wail on the thing! HE SUCKED!!! ""Bulma I love YOOOUUUU!!! I LOOOVEE YOUUUU!!!!! My love is for YOOOUUUU! My LOOOVEEE!!!! LOVE,LOVE,LOVE-" He was cut off by a blow to the jaw. "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE HELL UP! YOU SUCK!" The person screeched crazily. Bulma looked over to where the voice was coming from. "Vegeta?" She asked, rhetorically.

"Vegeta, stay out of this! This is between me and my love." Said Yamcha pathetically. Bulma was about to chew him out some more, but Vegeta stepped up. "LOOK YOU STUPID HUMAN! IS SHE EVEN LIKED YOU, SHE WOULD NOT HAVE SAID ALL THOSE THINGS THIS AFTERNOON! WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE HER ALONE YOU PUMPUS, HELL BRED, WORM SUCKING, PATHETIC PILE OF CRAP!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed angrily, there was a loooong silence. "Whoa." Gasped Bulma sinking down wide eyed. Yamcha just stood there with his mouth hanging open, in surprise, it was scary when Vegeta yelled. "What are you still doing on Bulma's property! Go the hell a way!" Vegeta yelled again. This time Yamcha ran screaming like a little pansy.

"That should take care of him." Vegeta said to no one. "Hey Vegeta!" Bulma called from her bedroom window. "What?" He called back. "Thanks a lot." She said scenically smiling warmly. Vegeta only nodded, and tilted his head down. /Is he...no, no, I-I'm seeing things. But I think I just saw him... BLUSHING!?/ Bulma looked back in to the garden below, but Vegeta was nowhere to be found.

Suddenly something hit Bulma. "He called me by my name." She breathed to the air. She sunk down to the floor and sat there wondering for a few moments. "Why did he..." She kept wondering until she feel asleep.

A few moments l8er...

Vegeta came inside from just, walking around. He was thinking also. /Why was a turning red when Bulma smiled? That's not like me! I'm a Sayin prince! I shouldn't have done that because of some human woman!/ His mind yelled furiously. As he was walking to his room, he crossed Bulma's door. He cursed under his breath, and opened the door ever so slightly. He saw Bulma asleep under the window. Against his will, his heart quickened. /STOP IT! STOP FEELING LIKE THIS! SHE IS A HUMAN!/ he mind cried out. But at the same time he looked at her and said under his breath, "Angel."

He got a bit angry at himself for that. But he let out a great sigh, and went over to her. He picked her up, making sure that she was sucure, and carried her to her bed. She was light, and warm. He placed her gently in her bed. He wanted to leave, but his own body wouldn't let him. He just stood there, looking down at Bulma. He ran his bare fingers over her soft lips. He caught himself and pulled away. He was starting to sweat, /I have to get out of here!/ He then took his leave.

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Hope you like, I jus want 2 reviews. No flames, I don't take criticism well. Well. R&R!!!!!!