Chapter two.
a/n: Lucky i got home early from work today, gives me some spare time to write up another installment to this story, although my boyfriend is picking me up in thirty minutes, i'm telling you i'm a fast typist! ^_^ I could have done with some more reviews for the last chapter but i don't mind, i got some surprises planned for this story but that's not for a while yet so you must be patient. Okay? Alrighty, here we go. Sit back, grab some chocolate and indulge in my own romantic fantasy of Bulma and Vegeta!
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Vegeta hovered motionless in the gravity chamber, the gravity settings fixed on a stable level of 500 G's. His eyes were closed and his mind was set to intense meditation, using all his will power to remain off the ground without moving an inch, thus improving accuracy for any upcoming battles, it was good exercise for his mind but he generally hated the task although it would be beneficial for his mind and body later. He's nose was itchy but he couldn't move his arms, he wouldn't allow it, he was determined that nothing would get in his way and nothing would stop him from reaching his goal, another ten minutes and the task would be complete and then he could have a break and get something to eat, deep down hoping that he would be accompanied by Bulma.
After many minutes drifted by he guessed time was up and he had finished, he slowly landed back on the floor of the chamber, his feet padded gently against the ground, making not even the slightest sound. He sighed with relief as he turned the gravity simulation device off, sweta pouring from his brow and down his bare chest, his pectoral muscles twitching slightly as they once again became accustomed to normal earth gravity. He stretched his arms and legs this way and that then headed for the door, he was hungry, not an uncommon characteristic for a saiyan. He sniffed the air delicately as he walked into the kicthen, Bulma was leaning over the stove, cooking up some bacon and eggs and frying some tomatos on the side, toast popped out of the toaster and the kettle had finished boiling. Vegeta smiled, at least she cared for him to some degree if she willing to cook him food after most of his training sessions when she was at home, it was a comforting thought for him. He gazed down her long legs that were exposed as she always tended to wear the same teasingly short black skirt or red dress, today is was her dress. He licked his lips, trying to control the urge to go hold her but he dared not, she was merely a human, surely he had enough will power to resist her. What was she to him, anyway, he thought. He felt confused, dragging his eyes away from her he sat down at the table.
"You're pretty lucky to have me taking care of you while mum and dad are away for the weekend" she said jokingly, turning around and winking playfully at the prince who's jaw almost dropped to the floor, hoping he had heard correctly about her parents absense, " I hope you don't mind this new brand of tea i bought, it's herbal and good for your body, it'll give you a lift for your next training session".
"I don't mind" Vegeta said simply, not knowing what was becoming more tempting by the minute, Bulma or the sizzling food on the stove. His nostrils flared slightly, and he took in the fumes of the food and the earth woman's sweet delicate scent.
"You mind helping me with some shopping later then? You do sort of owe me a few favours after all i've done for you and both need a bit of a break, i've been working pretty damn hard on a new assignment and you, well, you practically live in that gravity chamber!" She snorted and flipped the egg over on the frying pan.
"Sure" Vegeta agreed, some time alone with her was a little overwhleming for him being at his current state so some time away from Capsule Corportaion might do him some good, he thought. He watched intensly as she threw the food from the frying pan onto a plate, served with buttered toast and a hot mug of tea. She placed it infront of him and stoof back, her hands firmly set on her curved hips.
"Well?" She said.
"Well what?" Vegeta replied, his eyes were enough proof he didn't know what else she wanted.
"I thought you were learning manners in this place but...i guess i was wrong!" Bulma answered hautily and turned her back to him. Vegeta thought for a moment, trying to find the right word to say, finding it, he slowly managed to cough it up.
"Thankyou" he muttered then got stuck into the meal, smiling at Bulma gratefully with his mouth full as he also chewed. Bulma looked sternyl at him but on the inside she was laughing, he was sort of adorable at times, she thought. She decided to leave the prince be, he seemed to prefer eating alone, unlike Goku who loved the company of his friends and family but Vegeta had practically neither of those so she left the room and headed towards her room to get changed for some afternoon shopping.
Vegeta's eyes followed her as she exited the kitchen and headed upstairs, hoping that her love for Yamcha was truly over. He had wasted enough time watching her sobbing over that insanely cowardice man, it was time he showed her exactly what she deserved. He thought about it some more, would he dare to care for this earth woman or was it simply animalistic attraction?
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a/n: Just a short chapter for the time being, will get stuck into the next chapter when i get back from a nice romantic dinner of my own! He he he he! R&R is nice you know! Bye bye!
a/n: Lucky i got home early from work today, gives me some spare time to write up another installment to this story, although my boyfriend is picking me up in thirty minutes, i'm telling you i'm a fast typist! ^_^ I could have done with some more reviews for the last chapter but i don't mind, i got some surprises planned for this story but that's not for a while yet so you must be patient. Okay? Alrighty, here we go. Sit back, grab some chocolate and indulge in my own romantic fantasy of Bulma and Vegeta!
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Vegeta hovered motionless in the gravity chamber, the gravity settings fixed on a stable level of 500 G's. His eyes were closed and his mind was set to intense meditation, using all his will power to remain off the ground without moving an inch, thus improving accuracy for any upcoming battles, it was good exercise for his mind but he generally hated the task although it would be beneficial for his mind and body later. He's nose was itchy but he couldn't move his arms, he wouldn't allow it, he was determined that nothing would get in his way and nothing would stop him from reaching his goal, another ten minutes and the task would be complete and then he could have a break and get something to eat, deep down hoping that he would be accompanied by Bulma.
After many minutes drifted by he guessed time was up and he had finished, he slowly landed back on the floor of the chamber, his feet padded gently against the ground, making not even the slightest sound. He sighed with relief as he turned the gravity simulation device off, sweta pouring from his brow and down his bare chest, his pectoral muscles twitching slightly as they once again became accustomed to normal earth gravity. He stretched his arms and legs this way and that then headed for the door, he was hungry, not an uncommon characteristic for a saiyan. He sniffed the air delicately as he walked into the kicthen, Bulma was leaning over the stove, cooking up some bacon and eggs and frying some tomatos on the side, toast popped out of the toaster and the kettle had finished boiling. Vegeta smiled, at least she cared for him to some degree if she willing to cook him food after most of his training sessions when she was at home, it was a comforting thought for him. He gazed down her long legs that were exposed as she always tended to wear the same teasingly short black skirt or red dress, today is was her dress. He licked his lips, trying to control the urge to go hold her but he dared not, she was merely a human, surely he had enough will power to resist her. What was she to him, anyway, he thought. He felt confused, dragging his eyes away from her he sat down at the table.
"You're pretty lucky to have me taking care of you while mum and dad are away for the weekend" she said jokingly, turning around and winking playfully at the prince who's jaw almost dropped to the floor, hoping he had heard correctly about her parents absense, " I hope you don't mind this new brand of tea i bought, it's herbal and good for your body, it'll give you a lift for your next training session".
"I don't mind" Vegeta said simply, not knowing what was becoming more tempting by the minute, Bulma or the sizzling food on the stove. His nostrils flared slightly, and he took in the fumes of the food and the earth woman's sweet delicate scent.
"You mind helping me with some shopping later then? You do sort of owe me a few favours after all i've done for you and both need a bit of a break, i've been working pretty damn hard on a new assignment and you, well, you practically live in that gravity chamber!" She snorted and flipped the egg over on the frying pan.
"Sure" Vegeta agreed, some time alone with her was a little overwhleming for him being at his current state so some time away from Capsule Corportaion might do him some good, he thought. He watched intensly as she threw the food from the frying pan onto a plate, served with buttered toast and a hot mug of tea. She placed it infront of him and stoof back, her hands firmly set on her curved hips.
"Well?" She said.
"Well what?" Vegeta replied, his eyes were enough proof he didn't know what else she wanted.
"I thought you were learning manners in this place but...i guess i was wrong!" Bulma answered hautily and turned her back to him. Vegeta thought for a moment, trying to find the right word to say, finding it, he slowly managed to cough it up.
"Thankyou" he muttered then got stuck into the meal, smiling at Bulma gratefully with his mouth full as he also chewed. Bulma looked sternyl at him but on the inside she was laughing, he was sort of adorable at times, she thought. She decided to leave the prince be, he seemed to prefer eating alone, unlike Goku who loved the company of his friends and family but Vegeta had practically neither of those so she left the room and headed towards her room to get changed for some afternoon shopping.
Vegeta's eyes followed her as she exited the kitchen and headed upstairs, hoping that her love for Yamcha was truly over. He had wasted enough time watching her sobbing over that insanely cowardice man, it was time he showed her exactly what she deserved. He thought about it some more, would he dare to care for this earth woman or was it simply animalistic attraction?
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a/n: Just a short chapter for the time being, will get stuck into the next chapter when i get back from a nice romantic dinner of my own! He he he he! R&R is nice you know! Bye bye!