Chapter 1
a/n: Thankyou for the reviews. Sorry, forgive the error on 'Yumcha' instead of of 'Yamcha', usually my computer would have kindly corrected the mistake but i no longer have microsoft word and am using word pad which is virtually useless. Glad you like my introduction to the story, was trying to set the scene where you know things are bound to happen, sparks are sure to fly, flirting is becoming more obvious and even suggested lust between the pair. I hope this chapter develops well enough to keep you, the audience captured. I love reviews! ^_^
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Bulma sat cross-legged on the florr in her bedroom, her photo album gently placed on her lap. She flipped through the pages, gazing hopelessly at the still images of her and Yamcha and she found her heart feeling once again heavy with sadness, she knew he no longer loved her, he had said so but she was so sure that she still loved him. She blinked in surprise as she came across a photo of her and Yumcha posing infront og a Capsule Corportation building and noticed Yamcha had his eyes fixed on another woman in the background.. Her cheeks reddened and she slammed the album closed.
"Incompetent fool!" She grunted, feeling her eyes becoming moist with tears but she fought them back. He wouldn't be the last man she would ever love and she was sure he was definately one making the mistake, she was surely a prize for any man and if Yamcha hadn't realised how lucky he was to have her than he really wasn't worth her time. Bulma smiled at that last thought then shoved the album under her bed and pulled the bed covers over the side so nobody could see if anyone ever dared to enter her room. She eventually climbed to her feet then walked leisurely over to her window and opened it, resting her elbows on the window sill and her head in her hands, she gazed out at the city and sighed, breathing in the crisp morning air.
"Bulma!" Vegeta called from downstairs, his voice was impatient and it sounded as though he was in need of ugent assistance, probably involving the gravity chamber. Bulma growled beneath her breath but she thought she may as well try to at least get along with the prince, he was living under her roof and all and he was new to the earthly customs and therefor most likely intimidated to be anything but an arrogant, intolerable man. She closed her window and hurried downstairs to greet the prince. Vegeta was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his muscles rippling beneath a few shafts of light that streaked through the window in the loungeroom, his face demonstrated upmost hastiness.
"Took your time, didn't you woman?!" He spat out, tapping his toe on the floor, cocking an eyebrow he glanced at her body, trim and sleek it was, wrapped in fine slender clothes that hugged her body as though apart of her milky white skin. A strange hunger settled in the prince's stomach but he chose to ignore it, silly human desires meant nothing to him, his mind was set on training for the preperation of the androids that were to appear within a few years, or so as had been predicted by a certain strange yet oddly familiar purple haired teenage boy but a few months ago.
"Be glad i even chose to help you out!" Bulma retorted angrily, her eyes flashed brightly at Vegeta, her hands settled firmly on her hips, "so, what's the problem?"
"The gravity machine thing is malfunctioning, the gravity is unstable and changes. It's not urgent, just annoying. How am i suppose to protect you and your people if i don't have proper equipment to assist in my training?" Vegeta threw his arms up in the air, frustrated now because she was wasting his time, she knew the problem was with the gravity chamber, so why did she always insist on forcing him to say something, it just made no sense to him. Earth women were far too complicated for him, the prince of all saiyans to figure out, not knowing many Earth men barely understood them either.
"Alright, alright. Calm down. I'll go check it out and run it through some tests. Meanwhile, go take a break or something, i'm sure my mother would have set aside some morning tea for you or something that you can force into the bottomless gut of yours!" Bulma laughed and brushed the prince aside as she headed towards the gravity chamber. Vegeta chuckled quietly to himself, she certainly had a way of being charmingly irresistable at times. He took her advice and walked in the oppisite direction, towards the kicthen and sure enough there was food spread out on the table for him. He licked his lips in delight then sat down, eating in peace and quiet was always a matter of splendor for him.
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Vegeta watched Bulma work away at the engine of the gravity chamber, her hands fumbling through her toolbox as she lostened and tightened botls here and there. A gap of her milky skin showed through when she leaned over between her shorts and her shirt and Vegeta couldn't deprive himself of such a lucky development and gazed upon her in awe. He leaned up against a wall and found himself hooked by her sweet scent and his eyes locked on her curved body, no matter how much he wanted to he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He shook his head, confused and feeling slightly sick in the stomach. He took one last glance at her then headed towards his bedroom for a quick sleep since there was nothing better to do.
He climbed up the stairs with ease, tempted to just fly up but that was against house rules, he wasn't allowed to use his energy in the house, only outdoors where nobody could see or minimal use within the gravity chamber. He then walked down the hall, entered his room, carefully closed the door behind him and collapsed onto his bed, grateful that it was a large size as he spread out his arms and legs in all directions, the new sheets caressed his skin with warmth and comfort. A sleep was just what he need after a morning of training and eating. Now was a time for thinking. He had no idea what had drawn his attention to Bulma, the fact that she no longer had a mate made her more appealing and her scent always hung upon the air so sweet and light but that wasn't anything new to him, he was use to it but lately there has been something else about her that has left him captivated and he couldn't quite work out what it was. Her new hair style was something to surely be applauded, she got rid of the ridiculous curls and got it cut short and staright, sitting lightly on her shoulders but that wasn't enough to win the attention of the prince. He rolled over on the bed onto his stomach, crossing his arms over and rested his head on his arms, deep in though, barely visible wrinkles appeared on his forehead as he delved into concentration, the Earth woman being the only thing on his mind.
"Bah!" Vegeta sighed and thought it best to forget about her. No matter what is was about her that appealed to him so greatly, there would be nothing that could amount to his own greatness, thus never being suited to him as a mate, "nothing to worry about then" he thought then drifted off into a heavy sleep.
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a/n: It may be a while before i have time to write up another chapter but when i do, i promise it will be worth the wait. Once again, if there are any typo's it's only because i don't have spell check and i am writing this late at night. Hope you enjoyed it!
a/n: Thankyou for the reviews. Sorry, forgive the error on 'Yumcha' instead of of 'Yamcha', usually my computer would have kindly corrected the mistake but i no longer have microsoft word and am using word pad which is virtually useless. Glad you like my introduction to the story, was trying to set the scene where you know things are bound to happen, sparks are sure to fly, flirting is becoming more obvious and even suggested lust between the pair. I hope this chapter develops well enough to keep you, the audience captured. I love reviews! ^_^
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Bulma sat cross-legged on the florr in her bedroom, her photo album gently placed on her lap. She flipped through the pages, gazing hopelessly at the still images of her and Yamcha and she found her heart feeling once again heavy with sadness, she knew he no longer loved her, he had said so but she was so sure that she still loved him. She blinked in surprise as she came across a photo of her and Yumcha posing infront og a Capsule Corportation building and noticed Yamcha had his eyes fixed on another woman in the background.. Her cheeks reddened and she slammed the album closed.
"Incompetent fool!" She grunted, feeling her eyes becoming moist with tears but she fought them back. He wouldn't be the last man she would ever love and she was sure he was definately one making the mistake, she was surely a prize for any man and if Yamcha hadn't realised how lucky he was to have her than he really wasn't worth her time. Bulma smiled at that last thought then shoved the album under her bed and pulled the bed covers over the side so nobody could see if anyone ever dared to enter her room. She eventually climbed to her feet then walked leisurely over to her window and opened it, resting her elbows on the window sill and her head in her hands, she gazed out at the city and sighed, breathing in the crisp morning air.
"Bulma!" Vegeta called from downstairs, his voice was impatient and it sounded as though he was in need of ugent assistance, probably involving the gravity chamber. Bulma growled beneath her breath but she thought she may as well try to at least get along with the prince, he was living under her roof and all and he was new to the earthly customs and therefor most likely intimidated to be anything but an arrogant, intolerable man. She closed her window and hurried downstairs to greet the prince. Vegeta was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his muscles rippling beneath a few shafts of light that streaked through the window in the loungeroom, his face demonstrated upmost hastiness.
"Took your time, didn't you woman?!" He spat out, tapping his toe on the floor, cocking an eyebrow he glanced at her body, trim and sleek it was, wrapped in fine slender clothes that hugged her body as though apart of her milky white skin. A strange hunger settled in the prince's stomach but he chose to ignore it, silly human desires meant nothing to him, his mind was set on training for the preperation of the androids that were to appear within a few years, or so as had been predicted by a certain strange yet oddly familiar purple haired teenage boy but a few months ago.
"Be glad i even chose to help you out!" Bulma retorted angrily, her eyes flashed brightly at Vegeta, her hands settled firmly on her hips, "so, what's the problem?"
"The gravity machine thing is malfunctioning, the gravity is unstable and changes. It's not urgent, just annoying. How am i suppose to protect you and your people if i don't have proper equipment to assist in my training?" Vegeta threw his arms up in the air, frustrated now because she was wasting his time, she knew the problem was with the gravity chamber, so why did she always insist on forcing him to say something, it just made no sense to him. Earth women were far too complicated for him, the prince of all saiyans to figure out, not knowing many Earth men barely understood them either.
"Alright, alright. Calm down. I'll go check it out and run it through some tests. Meanwhile, go take a break or something, i'm sure my mother would have set aside some morning tea for you or something that you can force into the bottomless gut of yours!" Bulma laughed and brushed the prince aside as she headed towards the gravity chamber. Vegeta chuckled quietly to himself, she certainly had a way of being charmingly irresistable at times. He took her advice and walked in the oppisite direction, towards the kicthen and sure enough there was food spread out on the table for him. He licked his lips in delight then sat down, eating in peace and quiet was always a matter of splendor for him.
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Vegeta watched Bulma work away at the engine of the gravity chamber, her hands fumbling through her toolbox as she lostened and tightened botls here and there. A gap of her milky skin showed through when she leaned over between her shorts and her shirt and Vegeta couldn't deprive himself of such a lucky development and gazed upon her in awe. He leaned up against a wall and found himself hooked by her sweet scent and his eyes locked on her curved body, no matter how much he wanted to he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He shook his head, confused and feeling slightly sick in the stomach. He took one last glance at her then headed towards his bedroom for a quick sleep since there was nothing better to do.
He climbed up the stairs with ease, tempted to just fly up but that was against house rules, he wasn't allowed to use his energy in the house, only outdoors where nobody could see or minimal use within the gravity chamber. He then walked down the hall, entered his room, carefully closed the door behind him and collapsed onto his bed, grateful that it was a large size as he spread out his arms and legs in all directions, the new sheets caressed his skin with warmth and comfort. A sleep was just what he need after a morning of training and eating. Now was a time for thinking. He had no idea what had drawn his attention to Bulma, the fact that she no longer had a mate made her more appealing and her scent always hung upon the air so sweet and light but that wasn't anything new to him, he was use to it but lately there has been something else about her that has left him captivated and he couldn't quite work out what it was. Her new hair style was something to surely be applauded, she got rid of the ridiculous curls and got it cut short and staright, sitting lightly on her shoulders but that wasn't enough to win the attention of the prince. He rolled over on the bed onto his stomach, crossing his arms over and rested his head on his arms, deep in though, barely visible wrinkles appeared on his forehead as he delved into concentration, the Earth woman being the only thing on his mind.
"Bah!" Vegeta sighed and thought it best to forget about her. No matter what is was about her that appealed to him so greatly, there would be nothing that could amount to his own greatness, thus never being suited to him as a mate, "nothing to worry about then" he thought then drifted off into a heavy sleep.
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a/n: It may be a while before i have time to write up another chapter but when i do, i promise it will be worth the wait. Once again, if there are any typo's it's only because i don't have spell check and i am writing this late at night. Hope you enjoyed it!