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I can hear her selfless cries as I walk to the living room. Its now beginning to get to me. All that crying! Uh! Its enough to drive me insane! I finally reach the living room, her crying no longer audible, though I can't get the noise out of my head. I sigh deeply as I lay down on the biggest couch I can find. Hopefully sleep will come soon…
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Here I am, being weakling of the year, again. But I can't help myself. It's the third night in a row since our…encounter that I've come into her room to watch her sleep. She's so helpless in this state. And I wonder if she even has senses anymore. I was so careless coming in here, slamming the door. Now I'm touching her face. She doesn't feel a thing, doesn't even flinch.
As I sit in the chair beside her bed, I wonder why I'm still here. Its been at least an hour. The gravity room has been fixed for days. I should be training right now. Even after one of my I-am-superior-because-I'm-a-Saiyan speeches, I'm still back here, watching her. Maybe some night I'll let her know I'm here. But not tonight. No, she has to not be expecting it. I kiss her lips lightly, then whisper, "Woman." In her ear. That should be enough to fuel some nice dreams for her tonight.
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Its morning again. How long has it been since I slept last? Two or three days I think. Something is definitely wrong with me. I have to stop with my little detours to the woman's room at night. They take up too much time. "Vegeta," I hear from behind me, interrupting my thoughts. Damn woman.
"What?" I growl, warning her I'm in no mood for her.
"Are you hungry?" she yawns, walking over to a cupboard and pulling out a frying pan. Am I hungry!? What is she, insane!? Of course I'm hungry! When am I not hungry!? Foolish earthling.
"Yes." None of the anger has left my voice. Anger? Why am I angry?…Oh yeah. I'm always angry.
"Alright," she yawns again. Why is she tired? She slept all night. "I'll make you some eggs and bacon." I lick my lips mentally. Mmm…Food. How long has it been since I last ate? Noon yesterday. Damn, I'm getting completely off schedule. Kami dammit! After breakfast I'm training! No more of this weak watching the woman when she thinks no one is around thing. I've been doing that for days now. Something is throwing me off. But what? "Vegeta." Once again she interrupts me. I growl. "Did you turn up the heat in here? Its like a sauna." Sauna? What's that? I'll have to ask her later. She fans herself with her hand, then grunts in frustration and removes her robe. Nice. A tight white tank top and black boxers. They're men's clothes and still she manages to make me choke on my breath a moment.
"No woman," I say. She's right, it is awfully warm in here. I look of at the device on the wall that tells me the temperature. Its only 85 degrees. Hmm…Maybe that's hot for humans. But wait, I'm warm too. It can't be the temperature. I've endured worse than this without breaking a sweat. But now, I feel my forehead getting moist. The heat seems to rise. Heat…Oh kuso! I look over at the calendar, and as I feared, its been exactly one year. One year since my last mating cycle. I think back. One year ago I was in battle, so all my sexual frustration was taken out in fighting and killing, no females were around…What am I going to do now? This woman is so close to me, all the time. I won' be able to get through these next few weeks without touching her.
She looks over at me, I can feel her eyes on me. She knows something is bothering me. "Vegeta, are you alright?" Damn her! So nosey! I could slap her for that!
"I'm fine woman," I hissed angrily. She shrugs and turns back to the stove. Mmm…Her back side. No! Stop this! I can get through some ridiculous mating cycle without mating! I've done it before! I growl aloud, again gaining her attention. No, I can't just shut up. Stupid mating cycle…
"Are you sure? You're more tense than usual." She sounds concerned. Why does she care? I'm about to answer, when she opens her big mouth again. "Is the gravity room running alright? Do you need an upgrade?" What's this I hear? She's actually offering to upgrade the machine for me? I can't pass up this opportunity.
"Yes I do." She nods her head, telling me she will, then turns back to the stove…Her back side. Dammit! Not again! *It's just the cycle. It's just the cycle* I tell myself, trying so hard not to look up from the table at her. The table has a weird pattern that I force myself to become interested in. But soon I could ignore her no longer, as she now looms over me. Probably wondering why I was tracing the wood designs with my fingers. I grunt at her, and she set a platter of food before me, not bothering to question my actions.
After breakfast I quickly jump from the table and jog swiftly to the gravity room. I needed to do a lot of training to get my mind off her. Oh, but its just so hard. I can smell her, even in here. Damn Saiyan senses! They get even worse when I'm in my mating cycle! I could smell her from space! Hmm…Maybe I'll go there soon, if training here proves to me a waste of my time. I think that may help. I'll just wait and see…
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"Vegeta!!" Oh goodie. The woman is here to interrupt my training again. I drag myself to the gravity room's control panel, and turn it back to normal. She undoubtedly hears the hum die, and opens the door.
"What?" I growl, still on the floor, leaning against the panel's side.
"I just got off the phone with the man down the road!" She was extremely angry. Man down the road? What the hell do I care about him? "He said someone from our compound came into his yard and destroyed all his trees!" Oh yeah, now I remember. That was when the gravity room was down. I needed to get some practice on my aim. Stupid touchy humans.
"And?" She was beginning to get annoying, even my groin wasn't reacting to her.
"And!? What the hell were you doing over there!?"
"Didn't you just tell me?" Honestly, sometimes I think she's the dumbest genius in the universe.
"Oh, why do I bother?" she huffed, throwing her arms in the air. I guess that means she's giving up. Too bad, I was in the mood of a verbal brawl. "Just…stay out of other people's yard and I'll keep the gravity room up and running. Ok?" Whoah! Someone get this woman an ice pack! I think she has a fever! I simply grunt at her though. No use in gloating when she'd already annoyed. That's no fun. "Ok," she sighs heavily this time. Something's wrong. Probably something with that weakling of hers. Kami I hate him! "Want some ice cream? My treat." Food? Woo! I'm there.
"Sure," I say. She reaches her hand out to me. How strange. I take it though and she pulls me to my feet, and even when I'm up she still has my hand. I'm sure she doesn't realize it though. I like this. Its nice. Her hand is soft and tiny, fitting so nicely in mine. She quickly pulls her hand away in realization, and walks out. I guess I'm to follow her if I want the ice cream. Mmm…I remember the first time I had it. It definitely has to be top on my list of earth foods. I see her next in the living room, putting on her jacket. It looks good on her, almost touching the ground. She pulls it shut, making it appear that she's wearing nothing beneath. She shouldn't be wearing anything at all. Ice cream. That's what I'm out here for. Wait a minute, why is she putting her coat on then? "Woman, where are you going?" She's not going to ditch out on me after offering me food.
"The ice cream isn't here," she says, a little annoyed. She better not get snippy on be. "We have to go out and get it." Go out? I groan. I hate going out, all those worthless earthlings walking around. Makes me sick. "Still coming?" she asks, beginning to exit the house to her car. Its as though she expects me not to go.
"Yes," I snap, trudging towards her. Foolish woman, she takes off quickly to the garage. Did she think I was coming after her? I suppose I can be intimidating, sometimes (Heehee! Sure, sometimes ^_^).
As we pulled up to the place where we were getting ice cream, a small smirk creeps onto my face. Maybe I'll have some fun here. The woman hasn't been embarrassed in public in a while. "What are you so happy about?" she hisses, turning towards me, arms crossed. Stance of a Saiyan. Ah, I could take her right here.
"Ice cream," I reply. She gives me a strange look then gets out of the car.
"You like it that much?" I nod, and follow suit. Oh this is nice. I get to walk behind her. "Weird," she says under her breath and opens the door to the building. 'Mr. Fluffly's Ice Cream Castle,' the big neon sign on the building read. Oh wonderful. Sounds fun…or not.
We take our seats at a table in a far corner, where not many people are around. Is she trying to say I'm not good in public? I look around, glaring at anyone who dares look at me. Ok, maybe she's right. But these…humans…are so disgusting. I just want to blow all their heads off one by one. I feel a hand touch my shoulder gently. "What?"
"Calm down," she whispers, then reaches across the front of me and grabs something on the table. It has all different pictures of food all over it. My mouth begins to water. "What do you want?"
"That."
"What?"
"That." I point to the thing in her head this time.
"Vegeta," she sighs. I guess I did something wrong. "Pick one thing." One!? Just one!? She can't be serious.
"Woman, I'm a Saiyan. I-"
"Fine. But you can't have the WHOLE menu." She interrupted me! The nerve! I glare at her a moment, then point to three different things that look good…Menu? That's what that thing is called. I learn new things about this stupid planet everyday. Such useless stuff they have here. And what the hell is this? I pick up a white plastic object that appears to be a spoon, but it has little spikes on it. I hold it up to the woman's face. She pulls me hand back down to the table.
"One second Vegeta." She then turns to a man who's now standing next to our table. She's telling him what she wants him to bring us. A servant of some sort, I guess. He tells her he'll be back in ten minutes, then leaves and she turns back to me. "What would you like?" I stick the foreign object back in her face.
"What's this?" She laughs, pushing my hand away again.
"Oh Vegeta. You kill me."
"No I haven't yet." Her laughter increases, and now everyone in the building is starring at her. What the hell is so damn funny!? "What is it woman!?" I yell, causing all the people who were starring to turn back around. I give her a moment to get her breathing back to normal. "Well?"
"It's a spork," she replies, still a hint of laughter in her voice. I saw nothing comical. Stupid woman. I look down at the plastic "spork" in my hand. That's a new one. Why don't we have these things at home?…Home? Ok, its final. I'm leaving this damn planet after I defeat the androids. I've wasted enough time here. "Vegeta." There she goes again, interrupting me. I glare up at her, then arch an eyebrow, and she continues. "Are you alright?" What's she getting at? "I mean, you've been training a lot less lately. It just seems like something else has more of your attention." She's concerned again.
I lean close to her, and in the most seductive voice I can muster, say, "I'm in my mating cycle and every time you come near me I have to fight the urge to jump you." That got her going. She nearly falls off the bench ( They're in booth) in laughter. I guess she thinks I'm kidding. *Just wait 'til I get into the second week.* She's crying now. What the hell? I'll never understand these creatures.
"Oh Vegeta." Ok, now if she'd just say that when she's not laughing. "Something really must be wrong with you if you're cracking all these jokes." She hasn't stopped laughing. She did think I was joking. Well, she's see…No! I shake my head angrily. Its this stupid cycle, its messing up my thinking. I do NOT want a mate!
"Here you are ma'am," I hear a deep voice say, and I turn to see the same servant man as before. I don't like the way he's looking at her.
"Thank you." Her voice's tone is higher, sort of sounds like she's laughing, but not. Oh, I really don't like the way she's looking at him. I growl angrily, and grab all the items I recognized as mine, all the while glaring at the man.
"Oh s-sorry," he stutters. "I didn't know he was your boyfriend." He's scared. Good. He should be.
"Vegeta?" She's laughing again. "Oh Kami no. He's…" She searches her brain a moment. What will she say?
"The Prince of all Saiyans," I say, knowing if she said something, it would only make a mockery of me. The man gives me an odd look, then he took begins to laugh. "Clamp it weakling!" I shout, shaking my fist in his face. He cowers immediately. Good, at least now he knows who's in charge.
"Vegeta!" she hisses, slapping my arm. "Stop doing that! People will think you're nuts!"
"Well they should respect royalty."
"Oh here we go again. How many times are you going to give me this speech?"
"Until you give me proper respect."
"When you act like a prince, I will treat you like one," she sneers.
"You're pushing it woman." How dare she!? "I deserve your utmost respect. Whether I meet your standards
as a proper prince or not." The servant man is now standing further from our table then before, his mouth wide open. I guess he's enjoying our little conversation.
"Uh! I guess all royalty is the same. Me, me, me. That's all you ever think about."
"No. I don't think about you."
"No! You!" Oo, she's has that look in her eyes like she wants to kill me. "Whatever! You may be a Prince, but that is no reason to act like a jerk." I hear the servant man gasp. Yes, that's right. She just confirmed that I'm a prince. I guess he didn't believe me. "Yes? Do you mind? We're having a private conversation." Now its my turn to laugh, as I see the weak servant man run out of the room. She takes a few deep breaths to calm herself, then begins eating her ice cream. I'm half way through my second one, I was eating while we were fighting a moment ago.
After about ten minutes of silence, she finally speaks. "Ok, I'm ready. Let's go." I shrug, and follow her when she gets up. I've been done from awhile now. I was waiting for her.
"You didn't finish your ice cream," I inform her.
"Yes I know," she growls. "Eat it if you want." I grab the abandoned food gladly, and walk out the door.
"Hey! You can't take those dishes!" I hear some anonymous woman yell.
"I'll pay for it," I hear the Onna say, then the door shuts behind me. She sounded angry. Did I do something to anger her? Hmm, I suppose that's possible. A few minutes later and she finally gets in the car. She doesn't say a word, and begins to drive home. We get there after only a few moments. She gets out of the car, slams the door, and walks inside, slamming that door as well. I follow her in pursuit of a fight.
"Woman!" I yell once I find her. She's in the living room, throwing various objects to the floor. Crazy inhabitants.
"What Vegeta!? What the hell do you want now!?"
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" I retort.
"Me!? UH! You're such a child! I swear!" I give her a confused look, and she continues on her rampage. Oh Kami did I do it this time. She's all out. Pulling at her hair and everything. "Why the hell did you have to act so, so…so like yourself at the ice cream place!? I can't take you anywhere without something happening!" Ok, this really shouldn't be turning me on. Damn cycle! I can't take it any longer.
I lunge forward, taking her to the ground. She struggles under me, trying desperately to get free. No, not this time. I've had enough of you, and now I'm going to have my way with you. She stops moving the instant my lips make contact with her neck. I wait for her to speak, to move. Nothing. I take that as permission, and continue on, kissing and sucking at her beautiful smooth skin. I drag my teeth along her collarbone, loving how she shivers in excitement. I want so badly to bite her, mark her as my own. But no. No, that would be a weak thing to do. I cannot, and will not, lower my pride to take a mate. She shifts nervously at my hesitation, then kisses my cheek lightly. I stiffen. That's the first time she's initiated. Does she want me too? I mean, I know she wants me physically, I can smell that. Is it me? Or what I'm doing to her?…Oh! Why do I care!? She's just a weak earth woman!
I lift my head from her neck, and look into her eyes. Bad move on my part. Her eyes are so blue and deceiving to her, spilling out all her emotions to me. So I guess its not just physical. That can't be good. She reaches her hand up and touches my face. I flinch at her touch, a strange sensation in my gut. Suddenly I'm not even thinking about sex with her. Only holding her there. I shake my head, then stand up, ignoring her whimpering. No, this is not how it was supposed to happen. I turn from her and walk out of the room, headed towards the gravity chamber. I'm not going to let myself live this one down.
---Chapter 2!! Hmm…I'm beginning to like writing in Vegeta's POV. Its not as hard as it seems. I'm liking where this story is going. And I'm actually getting the humor right!…I hope…
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I can hear her selfless cries as I walk to the living room. Its now beginning to get to me. All that crying! Uh! Its enough to drive me insane! I finally reach the living room, her crying no longer audible, though I can't get the noise out of my head. I sigh deeply as I lay down on the biggest couch I can find. Hopefully sleep will come soon…
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Here I am, being weakling of the year, again. But I can't help myself. It's the third night in a row since our…encounter that I've come into her room to watch her sleep. She's so helpless in this state. And I wonder if she even has senses anymore. I was so careless coming in here, slamming the door. Now I'm touching her face. She doesn't feel a thing, doesn't even flinch.
As I sit in the chair beside her bed, I wonder why I'm still here. Its been at least an hour. The gravity room has been fixed for days. I should be training right now. Even after one of my I-am-superior-because-I'm-a-Saiyan speeches, I'm still back here, watching her. Maybe some night I'll let her know I'm here. But not tonight. No, she has to not be expecting it. I kiss her lips lightly, then whisper, "Woman." In her ear. That should be enough to fuel some nice dreams for her tonight.
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Its morning again. How long has it been since I slept last? Two or three days I think. Something is definitely wrong with me. I have to stop with my little detours to the woman's room at night. They take up too much time. "Vegeta," I hear from behind me, interrupting my thoughts. Damn woman.
"What?" I growl, warning her I'm in no mood for her.
"Are you hungry?" she yawns, walking over to a cupboard and pulling out a frying pan. Am I hungry!? What is she, insane!? Of course I'm hungry! When am I not hungry!? Foolish earthling.
"Yes." None of the anger has left my voice. Anger? Why am I angry?…Oh yeah. I'm always angry.
"Alright," she yawns again. Why is she tired? She slept all night. "I'll make you some eggs and bacon." I lick my lips mentally. Mmm…Food. How long has it been since I last ate? Noon yesterday. Damn, I'm getting completely off schedule. Kami dammit! After breakfast I'm training! No more of this weak watching the woman when she thinks no one is around thing. I've been doing that for days now. Something is throwing me off. But what? "Vegeta." Once again she interrupts me. I growl. "Did you turn up the heat in here? Its like a sauna." Sauna? What's that? I'll have to ask her later. She fans herself with her hand, then grunts in frustration and removes her robe. Nice. A tight white tank top and black boxers. They're men's clothes and still she manages to make me choke on my breath a moment.
"No woman," I say. She's right, it is awfully warm in here. I look of at the device on the wall that tells me the temperature. Its only 85 degrees. Hmm…Maybe that's hot for humans. But wait, I'm warm too. It can't be the temperature. I've endured worse than this without breaking a sweat. But now, I feel my forehead getting moist. The heat seems to rise. Heat…Oh kuso! I look over at the calendar, and as I feared, its been exactly one year. One year since my last mating cycle. I think back. One year ago I was in battle, so all my sexual frustration was taken out in fighting and killing, no females were around…What am I going to do now? This woman is so close to me, all the time. I won' be able to get through these next few weeks without touching her.
She looks over at me, I can feel her eyes on me. She knows something is bothering me. "Vegeta, are you alright?" Damn her! So nosey! I could slap her for that!
"I'm fine woman," I hissed angrily. She shrugs and turns back to the stove. Mmm…Her back side. No! Stop this! I can get through some ridiculous mating cycle without mating! I've done it before! I growl aloud, again gaining her attention. No, I can't just shut up. Stupid mating cycle…
"Are you sure? You're more tense than usual." She sounds concerned. Why does she care? I'm about to answer, when she opens her big mouth again. "Is the gravity room running alright? Do you need an upgrade?" What's this I hear? She's actually offering to upgrade the machine for me? I can't pass up this opportunity.
"Yes I do." She nods her head, telling me she will, then turns back to the stove…Her back side. Dammit! Not again! *It's just the cycle. It's just the cycle* I tell myself, trying so hard not to look up from the table at her. The table has a weird pattern that I force myself to become interested in. But soon I could ignore her no longer, as she now looms over me. Probably wondering why I was tracing the wood designs with my fingers. I grunt at her, and she set a platter of food before me, not bothering to question my actions.
After breakfast I quickly jump from the table and jog swiftly to the gravity room. I needed to do a lot of training to get my mind off her. Oh, but its just so hard. I can smell her, even in here. Damn Saiyan senses! They get even worse when I'm in my mating cycle! I could smell her from space! Hmm…Maybe I'll go there soon, if training here proves to me a waste of my time. I think that may help. I'll just wait and see…
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"Vegeta!!" Oh goodie. The woman is here to interrupt my training again. I drag myself to the gravity room's control panel, and turn it back to normal. She undoubtedly hears the hum die, and opens the door.
"What?" I growl, still on the floor, leaning against the panel's side.
"I just got off the phone with the man down the road!" She was extremely angry. Man down the road? What the hell do I care about him? "He said someone from our compound came into his yard and destroyed all his trees!" Oh yeah, now I remember. That was when the gravity room was down. I needed to get some practice on my aim. Stupid touchy humans.
"And?" She was beginning to get annoying, even my groin wasn't reacting to her.
"And!? What the hell were you doing over there!?"
"Didn't you just tell me?" Honestly, sometimes I think she's the dumbest genius in the universe.
"Oh, why do I bother?" she huffed, throwing her arms in the air. I guess that means she's giving up. Too bad, I was in the mood of a verbal brawl. "Just…stay out of other people's yard and I'll keep the gravity room up and running. Ok?" Whoah! Someone get this woman an ice pack! I think she has a fever! I simply grunt at her though. No use in gloating when she'd already annoyed. That's no fun. "Ok," she sighs heavily this time. Something's wrong. Probably something with that weakling of hers. Kami I hate him! "Want some ice cream? My treat." Food? Woo! I'm there.
"Sure," I say. She reaches her hand out to me. How strange. I take it though and she pulls me to my feet, and even when I'm up she still has my hand. I'm sure she doesn't realize it though. I like this. Its nice. Her hand is soft and tiny, fitting so nicely in mine. She quickly pulls her hand away in realization, and walks out. I guess I'm to follow her if I want the ice cream. Mmm…I remember the first time I had it. It definitely has to be top on my list of earth foods. I see her next in the living room, putting on her jacket. It looks good on her, almost touching the ground. She pulls it shut, making it appear that she's wearing nothing beneath. She shouldn't be wearing anything at all. Ice cream. That's what I'm out here for. Wait a minute, why is she putting her coat on then? "Woman, where are you going?" She's not going to ditch out on me after offering me food.
"The ice cream isn't here," she says, a little annoyed. She better not get snippy on be. "We have to go out and get it." Go out? I groan. I hate going out, all those worthless earthlings walking around. Makes me sick. "Still coming?" she asks, beginning to exit the house to her car. Its as though she expects me not to go.
"Yes," I snap, trudging towards her. Foolish woman, she takes off quickly to the garage. Did she think I was coming after her? I suppose I can be intimidating, sometimes (Heehee! Sure, sometimes ^_^).
As we pulled up to the place where we were getting ice cream, a small smirk creeps onto my face. Maybe I'll have some fun here. The woman hasn't been embarrassed in public in a while. "What are you so happy about?" she hisses, turning towards me, arms crossed. Stance of a Saiyan. Ah, I could take her right here.
"Ice cream," I reply. She gives me a strange look then gets out of the car.
"You like it that much?" I nod, and follow suit. Oh this is nice. I get to walk behind her. "Weird," she says under her breath and opens the door to the building. 'Mr. Fluffly's Ice Cream Castle,' the big neon sign on the building read. Oh wonderful. Sounds fun…or not.
We take our seats at a table in a far corner, where not many people are around. Is she trying to say I'm not good in public? I look around, glaring at anyone who dares look at me. Ok, maybe she's right. But these…humans…are so disgusting. I just want to blow all their heads off one by one. I feel a hand touch my shoulder gently. "What?"
"Calm down," she whispers, then reaches across the front of me and grabs something on the table. It has all different pictures of food all over it. My mouth begins to water. "What do you want?"
"That."
"What?"
"That." I point to the thing in her head this time.
"Vegeta," she sighs. I guess I did something wrong. "Pick one thing." One!? Just one!? She can't be serious.
"Woman, I'm a Saiyan. I-"
"Fine. But you can't have the WHOLE menu." She interrupted me! The nerve! I glare at her a moment, then point to three different things that look good…Menu? That's what that thing is called. I learn new things about this stupid planet everyday. Such useless stuff they have here. And what the hell is this? I pick up a white plastic object that appears to be a spoon, but it has little spikes on it. I hold it up to the woman's face. She pulls me hand back down to the table.
"One second Vegeta." She then turns to a man who's now standing next to our table. She's telling him what she wants him to bring us. A servant of some sort, I guess. He tells her he'll be back in ten minutes, then leaves and she turns back to me. "What would you like?" I stick the foreign object back in her face.
"What's this?" She laughs, pushing my hand away again.
"Oh Vegeta. You kill me."
"No I haven't yet." Her laughter increases, and now everyone in the building is starring at her. What the hell is so damn funny!? "What is it woman!?" I yell, causing all the people who were starring to turn back around. I give her a moment to get her breathing back to normal. "Well?"
"It's a spork," she replies, still a hint of laughter in her voice. I saw nothing comical. Stupid woman. I look down at the plastic "spork" in my hand. That's a new one. Why don't we have these things at home?…Home? Ok, its final. I'm leaving this damn planet after I defeat the androids. I've wasted enough time here. "Vegeta." There she goes again, interrupting me. I glare up at her, then arch an eyebrow, and she continues. "Are you alright?" What's she getting at? "I mean, you've been training a lot less lately. It just seems like something else has more of your attention." She's concerned again.
I lean close to her, and in the most seductive voice I can muster, say, "I'm in my mating cycle and every time you come near me I have to fight the urge to jump you." That got her going. She nearly falls off the bench ( They're in booth) in laughter. I guess she thinks I'm kidding. *Just wait 'til I get into the second week.* She's crying now. What the hell? I'll never understand these creatures.
"Oh Vegeta." Ok, now if she'd just say that when she's not laughing. "Something really must be wrong with you if you're cracking all these jokes." She hasn't stopped laughing. She did think I was joking. Well, she's see…No! I shake my head angrily. Its this stupid cycle, its messing up my thinking. I do NOT want a mate!
"Here you are ma'am," I hear a deep voice say, and I turn to see the same servant man as before. I don't like the way he's looking at her.
"Thank you." Her voice's tone is higher, sort of sounds like she's laughing, but not. Oh, I really don't like the way she's looking at him. I growl angrily, and grab all the items I recognized as mine, all the while glaring at the man.
"Oh s-sorry," he stutters. "I didn't know he was your boyfriend." He's scared. Good. He should be.
"Vegeta?" She's laughing again. "Oh Kami no. He's…" She searches her brain a moment. What will she say?
"The Prince of all Saiyans," I say, knowing if she said something, it would only make a mockery of me. The man gives me an odd look, then he took begins to laugh. "Clamp it weakling!" I shout, shaking my fist in his face. He cowers immediately. Good, at least now he knows who's in charge.
"Vegeta!" she hisses, slapping my arm. "Stop doing that! People will think you're nuts!"
"Well they should respect royalty."
"Oh here we go again. How many times are you going to give me this speech?"
"Until you give me proper respect."
"When you act like a prince, I will treat you like one," she sneers.
"You're pushing it woman." How dare she!? "I deserve your utmost respect. Whether I meet your standards
as a proper prince or not." The servant man is now standing further from our table then before, his mouth wide open. I guess he's enjoying our little conversation.
"Uh! I guess all royalty is the same. Me, me, me. That's all you ever think about."
"No. I don't think about you."
"No! You!" Oo, she's has that look in her eyes like she wants to kill me. "Whatever! You may be a Prince, but that is no reason to act like a jerk." I hear the servant man gasp. Yes, that's right. She just confirmed that I'm a prince. I guess he didn't believe me. "Yes? Do you mind? We're having a private conversation." Now its my turn to laugh, as I see the weak servant man run out of the room. She takes a few deep breaths to calm herself, then begins eating her ice cream. I'm half way through my second one, I was eating while we were fighting a moment ago.
After about ten minutes of silence, she finally speaks. "Ok, I'm ready. Let's go." I shrug, and follow her when she gets up. I've been done from awhile now. I was waiting for her.
"You didn't finish your ice cream," I inform her.
"Yes I know," she growls. "Eat it if you want." I grab the abandoned food gladly, and walk out the door.
"Hey! You can't take those dishes!" I hear some anonymous woman yell.
"I'll pay for it," I hear the Onna say, then the door shuts behind me. She sounded angry. Did I do something to anger her? Hmm, I suppose that's possible. A few minutes later and she finally gets in the car. She doesn't say a word, and begins to drive home. We get there after only a few moments. She gets out of the car, slams the door, and walks inside, slamming that door as well. I follow her in pursuit of a fight.
"Woman!" I yell once I find her. She's in the living room, throwing various objects to the floor. Crazy inhabitants.
"What Vegeta!? What the hell do you want now!?"
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" I retort.
"Me!? UH! You're such a child! I swear!" I give her a confused look, and she continues on her rampage. Oh Kami did I do it this time. She's all out. Pulling at her hair and everything. "Why the hell did you have to act so, so…so like yourself at the ice cream place!? I can't take you anywhere without something happening!" Ok, this really shouldn't be turning me on. Damn cycle! I can't take it any longer.
I lunge forward, taking her to the ground. She struggles under me, trying desperately to get free. No, not this time. I've had enough of you, and now I'm going to have my way with you. She stops moving the instant my lips make contact with her neck. I wait for her to speak, to move. Nothing. I take that as permission, and continue on, kissing and sucking at her beautiful smooth skin. I drag my teeth along her collarbone, loving how she shivers in excitement. I want so badly to bite her, mark her as my own. But no. No, that would be a weak thing to do. I cannot, and will not, lower my pride to take a mate. She shifts nervously at my hesitation, then kisses my cheek lightly. I stiffen. That's the first time she's initiated. Does she want me too? I mean, I know she wants me physically, I can smell that. Is it me? Or what I'm doing to her?…Oh! Why do I care!? She's just a weak earth woman!
I lift my head from her neck, and look into her eyes. Bad move on my part. Her eyes are so blue and deceiving to her, spilling out all her emotions to me. So I guess its not just physical. That can't be good. She reaches her hand up and touches my face. I flinch at her touch, a strange sensation in my gut. Suddenly I'm not even thinking about sex with her. Only holding her there. I shake my head, then stand up, ignoring her whimpering. No, this is not how it was supposed to happen. I turn from her and walk out of the room, headed towards the gravity chamber. I'm not going to let myself live this one down.
---Chapter 2!! Hmm…I'm beginning to like writing in Vegeta's POV. Its not as hard as it seems. I'm liking where this story is going. And I'm actually getting the humor right!…I hope…
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