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Bulma was sitting in her lab when she felt a sudden wind of loneliness. Deciding that she needed a break, she put on her coat and walked outside.
Since her lab was in the back, she had to pass the GR to get to the front. She smiled as she heard the low hum, and was happy that he had actually decided something she made was useful.
She had no idea why she cared about his opinion, though. She certainly didn't care about anyone else's, unless it was about the way she looked. Why did his opinion about her matter so much? She wanted to hate him for his arrogance, his attitude of a stuck-up Prince. But she found that she couldn't. She couldn't hate him, even if she wanted to. So she never said she hated him, she never said that she didn't care. Because the fact was, she did care.
She knew if she was lonely, she could call Yamcha. But she just didn't want to. "He's a great guy, but I just want to be alone and think," she murmured to herself.
Because of some fate or chance, Vegeta had decided at that moment to come out and cool down. He was just walking out when he saw Bulma walk around the corner, alone.
"Stupid baka must be lonely," he muttered, looking at the way she was walking. He frowned, remembering the times he had walked like that, alone.
Suddenly his evil side kicked in. "If she wants company, I'll give her company."
He took off and flew a about 30 feet above her, watching her until the perfect moment to strike.
Bulma saw a dark stretch of the sidewalk ahead and sudden felt afraid. She decided that she was right in front of her house and that nothing could happen, so walked on.
Vegeta grinned. Perfect, he swept down when he heard the woman scream. "Well, that certainly wasn't me," he muttered, noticing that there was a second ki with her.
"Shit, what to do… what to do…" he thought to himself. "Should I help her? She's none of my concern. But if I don't there will be no one around to cook and fix the GR. Her parents can handle it. So?"
He immediately swept down to where she was to find some extremely large guy was trying to get her to hold still on the ground. He knew what he was doing and acted the way someone would if this had happened on his planet.
"Hey, you!" he confronted.
The guy stood up and held Bulma in front with one hand around her neck. He could easily snap it. She looked horrified.
"Wouldn't it be easier if there were two people?" he asked. The guy looked at him, confused.
"I could hold her for you, and you could hold her for me," he said calmly, his eyes never leaving the guy's eyes.
"No! No! No!" Bulma's mind screamed. "How could he do this to me?" That's when she remembered…
"I'll trust you if you trust me."
She looked at Vegeta's eyes and noticed that they were calm, convincing. He didn't move a bit, and he never looked at her.
The guy studied him for a bit, and decided it was a good idea.
"Ok. You go first."
"Shit."
"No, you go. As a token of my appreciation."
The man studied him a bit more and gave in a second time.
"Thanks, man," he said to Vegeta.
In one quick motion, Vegeta grabbed Bulma with one arm and blasted the man with the other arm. Bulma looked at him, thankful.
"You're lucky I'm around," was all he said.
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That night was the beginning of our relationship, though we both never admitted our feelings to each other. But I knew that Vegeta cared a little, otherwise he never would have helped me. I'd figured out a little part of his mind, that day, and noticed that he had no real reason to help me.
Of course, he could easily tell that I cared about him. I never once told him otherwise, even in our arguments, because I knew it was pointless. I continued to care for him when he was beat, and I fixed the GR every time (with a little complaint).
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Bulma was sitting in one of the many family rooms playing video games a month after that night. She had just built one of the old Nintendo 64s that they made back then, and found it fascinating. Her ancestors had collected a whole bunch of games compatible with the system, and she was trying out each of them.
She was watching the beginning of Donkey Kong64 now, laughing her ass off at the little rap they had put in.
"So they're finally here, performing for you! If you know the words, you can join in too!" the TV screamed. Vegeta decided to come in and see where all the noise was coming from. He walked in to find Bulma watching the funky rap, rolling on the floor laughing.
"What the hell are you watching? Who wants to watch a bunch of monkey's dancing around?"
Bulma, still laughing, sat up and looked at him.
"Be careful, Vegeta. These are your native people." Vegeta just growled at this comment.
"It's called a video game. People used to play them for entertainment," she explained to him. After explaining how the controls work, she plugged in a second controller and put Mario Kart64 on.
After that, she busted out the Gamecube she finished last week and they played Mario Party 4.
"Damn these controllers!" Vegeta yelled, getting frustrated when he was losing. He was having trouble with the drastic change from the N64 controller to the Gamecube controller. (I know, isn't it hard?) He decided to protest and refused to play when he knew he was going to lose.
"Aww…. Little baby Veggie doesn't want to play," Bulma teased.
Vegeta noticed a video game that looked interesting to him and smirked.
"Ok. I'll play. I'll play that!" he said pointing the video game.
"Ah, shit. You're gonna win," she said, noticing it was a fighting game.
"Well, you could at least try to put up a fight for my entertainment," Vegeta mimicked. Bulma had said the same thing to him a few minutes ago.
"Well," she said with a little high-pitched mimicking voice. "I could kick your ass straight down to hell!"
"You are asking for it, woman!"
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"Oh, hi Yamcha!" Mrs. Briefs said, ushering Yamcha into the house. "Bulma's upstairs in family room 2. Oh, could you tell her to stop making so much racket and to turn the TV down?" she asked politely.
"Yes, ma'am. Sure," he replied, wondering what Bulma was doing. He had come to have a long talk with her. He felt like they were drifting. Actually, he felt like they had already grown apart. He had a feeling that if he saw her today, he would know if she felt the same way.
"It's futile trying to win against me, woman!" he heard Vegeta claim.
"Oh, no! Bulma's in trouble!" he thought, starting to run. But he stopped at the door when he saw the scene.
"You are such a cheater!" she laughed and punched Vegeta in the arm as hard as she could.
"Was that supposed to hurt?" he laughed, right in her face.
"No! But this is!" she said as she dramatically decreased Vegeta's HP.
"Ah, shit!!" he yelled, frantically pressing buttons on his controller.
Yamcha stood there watching for what must have been ten minutes. He had never seen either of them like this before.
"Hah! Can't touch this!!!" Vegeta claimed when his player did a little victory dance.
"Uuuuurrrrrrr!!" Bulma yelled, half playfully, half frustrated as she tried to strangle Vegeta by the neck. They started wrestling; obviously Vegeta was not lifting a finger. Bulma tried to do all the moves. Vegeta just blocked them, laughing whole-heartedly.
Yamcha watched the scene, happy and depressed. He was happy that Bulma was happy, but he was depressed that it wasn't him that she was happy with. He had just witnessed Vegeta's good side, first hand. To him, it didn't look all that bad.
Suddenly, Bulma stopped trying to pretend kill Vegeta as she got this feeling. She looked up, noticing Yamcha. He looked at her so sadly, but gave her a reassuring smile. She returned the smile. They both knew it was over, now. But she had the feeling they would still be very close friends. She looked at Vegeta and realized how much fun they were having together.
Vegeta had stopped when she did and was looking at her. Surprisingly, he was so caught up with Bulma that he didn't notice Yamcha, or when Yamcha left. They were both on the floor, sideways, looking at each other. Bulma gave out a short breath through her nose, which would have come out a snort if it hadn't been so light. The irony of it all… but for now they were both happy.
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