Hiya, sorry to keep you waiting. But I got really busy.

::thoughts::

Ch6

::the woman is up to something:: Vegeta had been deep in thought all day. He knew she was acting funny this morning, but what was she going to do. She hadn't sabotaged the Gr or the training bots. All of his clothing was still the right size and color, as was the rest of him. ::What is she up to!::

Bulma worked feverishly; She had to get the room done before Vegeta finished training. There was still hours left. But she knew Vegeta had caught onto her, so she really didn't know how much time he'd give her. She had already repainted and recarpeted the room and was now in the process of placing furniture.
She had bought Vegeta a new wardrobe too, But was serious when she did that. After going to AppleBee's in spandex shorts and a cotton tank, she decided he needed some real clothing. ::Even though I'll let him wear that; I refused to share the eye candy:: she smirked at that thought. Vegeta had a nice behind.
Yamcha's hadn't been bad either, but he'd gotten a little flabby since he got wished back. ::What did he do, go on a hamburger diet. Yamcha says its nothing, but fifteen extra pounds. Humph, nothing but love handles:: Thoughts of Yamcha brought back her thoughts from the other day. Maybe it was just a childhood romance. He sure hadn't given her a second thought this last year. But, had she given him one? ::What happened?:: She glanced out the window to clear her thoughts. But who did she see but the sweaty sayain prince heading towards the house. ::Damn:: Bulma hurried to her room to change.

Vegeta glanced around the kitchen. He then took in a deep breath ready to yell for the woman. But he never got to as she suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs; his breath escaped in a whoosh. ::She is definitely up to something.:: He watched her race down the stairs towards him, when she lost her footing and started falling forward down the stairs. ::Damn woman:: Bulma was for sure this was going to hurt when she smacked into what felt like a brick wall. She pushed her self up right to find a pair of obsidian eyes staring at her. They danced with amusment and he chuckled.
"Have a nice trip?" Vegeta smirked.
Bulma growled, " It's not funny. What do you want?"
Vegeta's stomach growled in response, " I think that sums it up."
"and to think I thought you had manners, humph," Bulma turned her back to him and crossed her arms, " I speak English not grunt."
Vegeta wasn't sure what to say and Bulma smiled knowing she'd won that round, "what do you want to eat 'Geta." Bulma brushed past him into the kitchen.
" Anything edible," He spoke. His attention was up the stairs. He smelled something. He wasn't sure what it was though. Him focused his senses more so he could pin point where it was coming from. He smirked when he realized it was his room. ::So that's what she was up to.:: Bulma had already thrown five sandwiches together when she noticed Vegeta's glance upstairs.
"Foods ready, 'Geta," Bulma spoke. Vegeta switched his glance from the stairs to Bulma. He walked over to the table and finished his sandwiches in a matter of seconds.
"I think I'll take a break from training, Maybe take a nap," Vegeta chose his words carefully. ::The woman's always trying to get me to take a break. She can't argue.::
Bulma was speechless. She was always trying to get him to slow down, but he never would. Of course, he knows I'm up to something, that's why he's doing it.
" Why not watch a movie or something? That would be relaxing," Bulma suggested.
" I'd rather just sleep," He said and started walking upstairs.
" We could go out and do something…" Bulma gave it one last attempt. She wasn't ready just yet. But there was no way to stop Vegeta when he had his mind set on something. She watched him walk down the hall and to his room.
"Woman!"