Chapter 4
(sounds of breakfast in the morning)
SIZZLE SIZZLE
ORANGE JUICE BEING POURED
NEWSPAPER BEING JUMBLED AROUND
TV TURNED ON IN THE KITCHEN TO THE WEATHER CHANNEL
Bulma burns her hand while making pancakes.
"AHH!" Bulma shouts and runs to the sink to pour cold water on it. Suddenly she feels someone grab her hand and pull her away.
"Vegeta! What the hell are you doing?! It burns!!" Bulma said with teary eyes.
"Here run it under warm water, cold will just irritate it woman." He said with no remorse what so ever.
He watched her sooth the wound and go the cabinet where medicines and other stuff was kept.
"Thank you..." Bulma said while she wrapped her hand in a sterile white bandage. Vegeta looked at her and she looked at him and smiled. From what she saw he lightly grinned but shook it off.
"Bulma dear, is breakfast ready? Should I take over? Her mother asked with great delight. "Sure mom, go ahead." Bulma headed to the family room to watch some tv and discovering Vegeta had the remote.
"I thought you didn't like tv?" Bulma said while sitting on the couch next to him.
(Vegetas POV)
"Damn woman, you're so beautiful and so close to me, oh I wish you were mine." I thought. "Well I just watching some horror movie, nothing like happy ending. "But Vegeta, everyone died?!" I just looked at her and went back to watching tv when I noticed the channels were changing. "WOMAN!!" I yelled but she only smiled. I swear, only she can put with up me.
"Its not me silly, your big butt is sitting on the remote!" She said while getting up and laughing. "Oh ok... what?"
(Bulma's POV)
After breakfast Vegeta went to train and I wouldn't see him till dinner or tomorrow. He's so fine and I'm falling for him more and more each and every day. If there was only some way I could tell him I love him...
Vegeta's the one whose murdered millions of people and blown up planets and yet I love him. I've noticed I'm the only one he would never lay a hand on or use fowl language around, well he does sometimes, but not towards me.
"Bulma dear" I heard my mom coming into my room. I sighed and turned around on my bed and she sat on the edge and looked at me. I continued to fumble with loose strands of my aqua blue hair.
"What's going on between you and Vegeta? I feel electricity between the two of you." Bulma sat up at this and looked blankly at her mother. "Well, I, yea sure I like Vegeta, but he's not the one to like me back."
Her mother only smiled and said, "Well I wouldn't be so sure about that, now I'm not certain but I notice him looking at you when you walk by and he gets caught in a daze with a grin on his face, honestly I think he likes you and finds you attractive. If I were you, I wouldn't waste anytime!"
Bulma was blushing a victory red by now. She couldn't believe it, but she loved the fact that her mother thinks Vegeta likes her but she doubts he does. Well there's only one way to find out...................... wait, I don't know how!
"Mom?" I asked "What should I do?" Her mother scooted closer and began, "Well here's what we will do, well start off by..............
(Vegeta's POV)
I entered the cold dark kitchen at around three in the morning. I looked around and saw no dinner left so I figured I would just have a feast for breakfast.
I heard noises coming from the family room and found Bulma asleep on the couch and so I covered her up with a green wool blanket that hung over the cream leather couch and kissed her cheek.
Oh how I do wish she would know it was me that loves her. I turned the TV off and headed to my room only to notice Bulma's bedroom light was on low.
I went to turn it off but noticed something shiny. It caught my attention so I was cautious about entering, the room smelled of her sweet scent. I walked over and the object seemed to be coming from under her bed. The object had a lock on it with pages it seemed to be hiding. "What's this?" I wondered. The lock was undone and filled with words and some drawings of hearts. I think I've heard Bulma's mom talking about a diary once, is this what this is?
I heard someone coming up the stairs so I closed the diary and ran out of the room and to my own and hid the diary under my bed.
I looked around the corner and saw it was a tired Bulma who entered her room and turned off her light. I then heard her sigh, knowing she was instantly asleep.
I waited for the coast to me clear but realized that I did need to train tomorrow. "Ehh I'll take a closer look at it later"
I laid down in my bed and drifted off to sleep.
(sounds of breakfast in the morning)
SIZZLE SIZZLE
ORANGE JUICE BEING POURED
NEWSPAPER BEING JUMBLED AROUND
TV TURNED ON IN THE KITCHEN TO THE WEATHER CHANNEL
Bulma burns her hand while making pancakes.
"AHH!" Bulma shouts and runs to the sink to pour cold water on it. Suddenly she feels someone grab her hand and pull her away.
"Vegeta! What the hell are you doing?! It burns!!" Bulma said with teary eyes.
"Here run it under warm water, cold will just irritate it woman." He said with no remorse what so ever.
He watched her sooth the wound and go the cabinet where medicines and other stuff was kept.
"Thank you..." Bulma said while she wrapped her hand in a sterile white bandage. Vegeta looked at her and she looked at him and smiled. From what she saw he lightly grinned but shook it off.
"Bulma dear, is breakfast ready? Should I take over? Her mother asked with great delight. "Sure mom, go ahead." Bulma headed to the family room to watch some tv and discovering Vegeta had the remote.
"I thought you didn't like tv?" Bulma said while sitting on the couch next to him.
(Vegetas POV)
"Damn woman, you're so beautiful and so close to me, oh I wish you were mine." I thought. "Well I just watching some horror movie, nothing like happy ending. "But Vegeta, everyone died?!" I just looked at her and went back to watching tv when I noticed the channels were changing. "WOMAN!!" I yelled but she only smiled. I swear, only she can put with up me.
"Its not me silly, your big butt is sitting on the remote!" She said while getting up and laughing. "Oh ok... what?"
(Bulma's POV)
After breakfast Vegeta went to train and I wouldn't see him till dinner or tomorrow. He's so fine and I'm falling for him more and more each and every day. If there was only some way I could tell him I love him...
Vegeta's the one whose murdered millions of people and blown up planets and yet I love him. I've noticed I'm the only one he would never lay a hand on or use fowl language around, well he does sometimes, but not towards me.
"Bulma dear" I heard my mom coming into my room. I sighed and turned around on my bed and she sat on the edge and looked at me. I continued to fumble with loose strands of my aqua blue hair.
"What's going on between you and Vegeta? I feel electricity between the two of you." Bulma sat up at this and looked blankly at her mother. "Well, I, yea sure I like Vegeta, but he's not the one to like me back."
Her mother only smiled and said, "Well I wouldn't be so sure about that, now I'm not certain but I notice him looking at you when you walk by and he gets caught in a daze with a grin on his face, honestly I think he likes you and finds you attractive. If I were you, I wouldn't waste anytime!"
Bulma was blushing a victory red by now. She couldn't believe it, but she loved the fact that her mother thinks Vegeta likes her but she doubts he does. Well there's only one way to find out...................... wait, I don't know how!
"Mom?" I asked "What should I do?" Her mother scooted closer and began, "Well here's what we will do, well start off by..............
(Vegeta's POV)
I entered the cold dark kitchen at around three in the morning. I looked around and saw no dinner left so I figured I would just have a feast for breakfast.
I heard noises coming from the family room and found Bulma asleep on the couch and so I covered her up with a green wool blanket that hung over the cream leather couch and kissed her cheek.
Oh how I do wish she would know it was me that loves her. I turned the TV off and headed to my room only to notice Bulma's bedroom light was on low.
I went to turn it off but noticed something shiny. It caught my attention so I was cautious about entering, the room smelled of her sweet scent. I walked over and the object seemed to be coming from under her bed. The object had a lock on it with pages it seemed to be hiding. "What's this?" I wondered. The lock was undone and filled with words and some drawings of hearts. I think I've heard Bulma's mom talking about a diary once, is this what this is?
I heard someone coming up the stairs so I closed the diary and ran out of the room and to my own and hid the diary under my bed.
I looked around the corner and saw it was a tired Bulma who entered her room and turned off her light. I then heard her sigh, knowing she was instantly asleep.
I waited for the coast to me clear but realized that I did need to train tomorrow. "Ehh I'll take a closer look at it later"
I laid down in my bed and drifted off to sleep.