So, I was reading a great Vegeta/Bulma fic and I thought, why can't I write a fic about them? So, this is it! My friends' think that I am becoming a tad bit too obsessed. This was the name of the fic, Obsession! Check it out! It's by Heartless. I love it! So, I'm writing one dedicated to him!
Dedicated to: Heartless
Story that most influenced this story: Obsession
Reviews: Would like some.
Summary: Vegeta can't get something off his mind. When he sleeps, when he eats, even when he trains, he thinks of a girl. But everytime he comes close to seeing her face in whatever he is doing, she disappears. Then, one night will change everything. And he will see who he has missed this whole time. Not the girl from his past, but from his heart.
The alarm clock rang out in the night, making him wake up. He snarled at the blasted contraption. Why did Earthlings have to have such stupid things waking them up? He never understood humans. Full of their pathetic emotions and weak lives. He couldn't see himself mixing with them! But, here he was, at Capsule Corp. living with the Briefs'.
Dr. Briefs and Blondie briefs had a blue-haired daughter named Bulma. She was considered a genius. He didn't think so. She was too naïve for his liking. Not only did she not notice he was attracted to her, but she did not notice that she had the Mark. It would be invisible until he had his way with her. Then, the scar-like line would show itself. He couldn't wait for that day. Oh yes, when it came he would make sure she didn't forget it.
He dressed and went to the kitchen, hoping to find food ready for him. He wasn't like that Kakarott idiot. He controlled his hunger. He was the prince of all Saiyans! He wasn't about to act like that!
He staggered in to find Bulma sitting at the bar. She was deep in thought, as to she was trying to get the blue prints right for her father's latest capsule invention. Yet again he lost his temper at the girl. What did she expect him to do? Cook for himself?! Sometimes though, he thought she was an old acquaintance, a friend, and that was why he didn't snap at her. He let it slid for just this once. Although it had slipped more than once.
"Food's in kitchen. It's already warm," came her simple reply. He hated it when she didn't acknowledge him in the way he expected.
He grunted, showing he had heard and went in. There, the usual amount of food was on the cooking counter. He still couldn't believe she could cook this well and this fast. She only got up twenty minutes before he did.
He decided not to worry about it and ate. It took about twenty minutes to finish. When he was done, he went to the Gravity Room to train. That was all he did. Train, train, train. And train some more. With the androids coming, he needed to. But, of course, even if they weren't coming he would still train.
He walked out into the cool morning. It had lightly rained the night before so the grass was cool and wet. It was his favorite part of the day. It was as if the day regenerated everything he stood for. Hope in the training, life, and of course, bossing a certain blue-haired girl. He couldn't get over how much she looked like a girl on Vegita-sei. The girl was to have been his mate, if Frieza hadn't have wanted him to 'work' for him and then blew up the planet. But, that was in the past, he decided. What's done is done and there's no going back.
He walked to the GR, opened the door, and pushed the thoughts from his mind. He turned the machine on to 50x that of Earth's gravity and began…
*~*~*~*~*~*
Bulma had woken up at least an hour before his highness got up. She had cooked up a storm for him. She knew he appreciated it even if he didn't say anything. When finished, she read the paper, trying to find anything unusual if the androids decided to attack earlier than the boy had said. What was his name again? Oh, Trunks. Of course. He seemed familiar, even if he didn't admit it. She just couldn't get him off her mind lately. It was like she knew him before he came, but that was impossible. Was it?
She thought she was going to go insane from all this thinking. But, surprisingly, she never did.
She looked up as Vegeta went outside to train. She shook her head and sighed. Whatever was bothering him was bothering her. Why did she hear him toss and turn whenever he was in his room at night? Was it old memories? Or was it something else? She never did get him. It was like, when you looked at him; you saw nothing, yet saw everything. Was that even possible? She didn't know. She didn't want to think!
There's that humming again! Why does it hum? Why is he training so much? Why must he confuse her like this?! She groaned and got up. She decided she would take a nap. That's it. It would help calm her nerves.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sorry for the shortness. I'm still trying to get it working. I need it to get dark, but easy to understand!
Dedicated to: Heartless
Story this is dedicated to: Obsession
Check them out!
*_~ Brittny Anmylica Cain