Thanks for the reviews! I honestly thought no one would like it! Well here
is chapter 2..hope it keeps you interested!
Oh yea I forgot this last time...DISCLAIMER!: I do not in any way shape or form own dragonball/z/gt. So don't sue me! ^_^
'What just happened?!' Bulma asked herself quietly. She thought it over in her head. ' That jerk!' He had no right!' Bulma grabbed her pink fuzzy robe off the back of her bathroom door and went to go find Vegeta. She didn't have to look to far. Vegeta sat on her bed smirking at her angry figure standing in the bathroom doorway. Bulma opened her mouth to start her verbal sparring session, but didn't speak seeing as how Vegeta beat her to it. ' You have quite a body, onna.' Did she just hear right? Did Vegeta actually compliment her? This was an unexpected turn. Her angry face suddenly turned soft and a small smile crept upon her face. Vegeta smirked at her (he was trying to smile) and left her room. Bulma just stood there. How could she yell at him with a comment like that? Sure he was an arrogant, pushy, demanding jerk but that didn't mean she couldn't like him. 'Wait! Like him? What am I thinking?!' Bulma stormed out of her room in search of Vegeta, her angry look plastered to her face yet again.
'You arrogant bastard! What makes you think you can just do something like that and leave as if there is nothing wrong?!' Bulma was now storming across the kitchen towards a stunned Vegeta who stood holding the refrigerator door open. ' How dare that woman talk to me like that! I just complimented her! She should be honored!' Vegeta thought to himself. 'Shut up onna and get cooking!' Not a wise choice of words on Vegeta's part. As soon as he said this and small hand wailed him across the face. Bulma backed away from him shocked at herself. 'I'm in trouble' thought Bulma. Although Vegeta was rather peeved off, he kept calm. Lucky for Bulma he would never hit a woman. Bulma just stared at Vegeta as if waiting for him to hit her back. Vegeta could sense her fear. 'You can relax onna, I would never hit a woman.' Bulma stuck her nose in the air, her fear apparently gone. 'I'm still mad at you. You had no right to touch me like that, nor did you have the right to just walk into my room without permission!' 'I don't need permission, Bulma.' 'Did he say Bulma? He actually used my name? This is getting weird.' Bulma looked up to see Vegeta coming towards her slowly, his trademark smirk across his face. She smiled a sloppy smile. 'What is going on? Am I falling for him?' For once this didn't strike Bulma as a bad thing. She dumped Yamcha weeks ago. She was now a free woman. Besides Vegeta was definantly not a bad looking guy. What could it hurt? Her thoughts were broken as she felt strong arms around her waist. She looked up into Vegeta's onyx eyes. She could actually see feeling in them. She gently closed her eyes as Vegeta tilted his head foward and kissed her full on the lips. Bulma moaned. Nothing ever felt so right to her. Vegeta broke the kiss and caressed her cheek before turning to leave for the GR. (gravity room) Bulma remained still, smiling . 'Make me food, onna.' 'So much for sweet and romantic' Bulma thought to herself smiling. 'Guess I better make him some food before his mood returns completely.'
Oh yea I forgot this last time...DISCLAIMER!: I do not in any way shape or form own dragonball/z/gt. So don't sue me! ^_^
'What just happened?!' Bulma asked herself quietly. She thought it over in her head. ' That jerk!' He had no right!' Bulma grabbed her pink fuzzy robe off the back of her bathroom door and went to go find Vegeta. She didn't have to look to far. Vegeta sat on her bed smirking at her angry figure standing in the bathroom doorway. Bulma opened her mouth to start her verbal sparring session, but didn't speak seeing as how Vegeta beat her to it. ' You have quite a body, onna.' Did she just hear right? Did Vegeta actually compliment her? This was an unexpected turn. Her angry face suddenly turned soft and a small smile crept upon her face. Vegeta smirked at her (he was trying to smile) and left her room. Bulma just stood there. How could she yell at him with a comment like that? Sure he was an arrogant, pushy, demanding jerk but that didn't mean she couldn't like him. 'Wait! Like him? What am I thinking?!' Bulma stormed out of her room in search of Vegeta, her angry look plastered to her face yet again.
'You arrogant bastard! What makes you think you can just do something like that and leave as if there is nothing wrong?!' Bulma was now storming across the kitchen towards a stunned Vegeta who stood holding the refrigerator door open. ' How dare that woman talk to me like that! I just complimented her! She should be honored!' Vegeta thought to himself. 'Shut up onna and get cooking!' Not a wise choice of words on Vegeta's part. As soon as he said this and small hand wailed him across the face. Bulma backed away from him shocked at herself. 'I'm in trouble' thought Bulma. Although Vegeta was rather peeved off, he kept calm. Lucky for Bulma he would never hit a woman. Bulma just stared at Vegeta as if waiting for him to hit her back. Vegeta could sense her fear. 'You can relax onna, I would never hit a woman.' Bulma stuck her nose in the air, her fear apparently gone. 'I'm still mad at you. You had no right to touch me like that, nor did you have the right to just walk into my room without permission!' 'I don't need permission, Bulma.' 'Did he say Bulma? He actually used my name? This is getting weird.' Bulma looked up to see Vegeta coming towards her slowly, his trademark smirk across his face. She smiled a sloppy smile. 'What is going on? Am I falling for him?' For once this didn't strike Bulma as a bad thing. She dumped Yamcha weeks ago. She was now a free woman. Besides Vegeta was definantly not a bad looking guy. What could it hurt? Her thoughts were broken as she felt strong arms around her waist. She looked up into Vegeta's onyx eyes. She could actually see feeling in them. She gently closed her eyes as Vegeta tilted his head foward and kissed her full on the lips. Bulma moaned. Nothing ever felt so right to her. Vegeta broke the kiss and caressed her cheek before turning to leave for the GR. (gravity room) Bulma remained still, smiling . 'Make me food, onna.' 'So much for sweet and romantic' Bulma thought to herself smiling. 'Guess I better make him some food before his mood returns completely.'