Chapter 3
Bulma watched the prince from the corner of her eye as they slowly rode their horses through the woods, the silence was killing her, she was used to talking for long hours, she cleared her throat every few minutes, loudly, just so he would remember that she was there.
"So, my lord what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?, I have very pressing matters to attend" she said as she dragged her horse a little towards his, "Are you always this silent?" she asked again when he ignored her, at this he rose his finely shaped brow, "Are you always this talkative?" he asked gruffly, "Well do you always answer a question with one of your own?" she said sarcastically, Prince Vegeta suddenly laughed at her obvious annoyance, Bulma gasped thinking all of a sudden that he might be crazy, "Your sarcasm really gets me" he announced as he stopped his horse, Bulma looked at him ucertain of what he was doing, "I thought you said you wanted to show me some place" Bulma said trying to ignore his rudeness, "Ah yes I did say that didnt I" he said then laughed sheepishly, "I lied" he said then patiently waited for her to ask him, instead she just turned her horse and started off in the direction of home.
"Hey!" he yelled and turned his horse to follow, "I will not allow you to leave!" he announced sounding as superior as he could, Bulma, angered at what he said stopped her horse then turned her head to give him an evil glare, "And how would you stop me?" she spat at him, "I am the prince you know, and I own these lands" he said laughing as he quickly grasped her reins and pulled her horse around to face his, "You just cant help throwing that at me can you?" she asked angry at his spoiltness, "Cant help throwing what at you?" he asked back chuckling, "You think that just because your a prince that you can tell people what to do, well if you can why dont you just go find some chick and go tupp with her and leave me alone" she said then completely regretted her words thinking he would strike her for her defiance, "Why, because I find that you are the only one I would enjoy tupping with" he announced not at all angered be her words, "Why?" she asked, completely shocked by his words, "Because every other 'chick' as you call them wouldn't talk to me the way you do, I find your freedom of speech refreshing beyond anything I have heard before" he said softly.
Authors Note: "Tupping means having sex"
After a short while they were talking to each other sitting down in a patch of flowers near a secluded lake, theyre horses were grazing in the long grass a few metres away, "So why did you ready lie about your servants loss of speech?" Vegeta asked, "My lord, that you cannot blame me for, I simply wasnt thinking at the time and was lost in the moment" she said smiling 'oh to sweetly' at him, "Sure, but I must say I dont beleive you for a minute for you sound like a woman that knows everything that happens, proberly even while sleep claims you" he said grinning his sexy grin at her, "If I didnt know any better I would say that you are flirting with me" she announced losing herself in the moment, "Oh do you really think that, I mean would that be a bad thing my lady" he asked but before she could answer he burst out laughing, "It just occured to me that we havent offically been introduced" he said and then he stood up and after reaching for her hand pulled her up to stand infront of him, he then cleared his throat and after bowing a very gentlemanly bow and getting a giggle from her he spoke, "Allow me to offically introduce myself, I am Vegeta Vegeta, prince of Earth" he said with extreme smoothness, "Vegeta Vegeta, is that a joke" she asked trying not to smile when she saw his seriousness, "Sorry, I am Bulma widow of Yamcha Balls" she thought he friends name up quickly, Good thinking Bulma she thought to herself, "Bulma, a lovely name to be sure" he said as he kissed her hand, and after her embarrased laugh and his wolfy grin they continued talking for endless hours about nothing and everything.
After a while Bulma reluctantly let him escort her home, she was sure to get a beating for being out so late but at least she had an excuse made up and ready, I sprained my ankle she repeated over and over in her head, she allowed Vegeta to escort her to the path to her house and no longer, she didnt risk getting caught by one of the maids that emptied the chamber pots, "I enjoyed our rather interesting evening my lord" she said smiling at him letting the moon show her face in its light, "How many times have I told you to call me Vegeta?" he asked, "It isnt right" she said trying to change the subject, "I really must get home now" she said and then after hopping off her horse she was about to lead it in the direction of the stables, Vegeta caught her hand and pulled her back to him as he hopped off his horse, "I hope that i will see you tommorow" he said looking into her eyes, "Tommorow?, I think I might have something on" she said trying gently to break from his grasp, "Please?, if you change your mind or your plans then meet me at the lakewe visited today at noon tommorow" he said then after kissing her hand he let go and hopped onto his horse again and was off.
"Bulma then lead her horse to the stables to where her servant clothes were. All the while thinking about 'tommorow'.
Bulma watched the prince from the corner of her eye as they slowly rode their horses through the woods, the silence was killing her, she was used to talking for long hours, she cleared her throat every few minutes, loudly, just so he would remember that she was there.
"So, my lord what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?, I have very pressing matters to attend" she said as she dragged her horse a little towards his, "Are you always this silent?" she asked again when he ignored her, at this he rose his finely shaped brow, "Are you always this talkative?" he asked gruffly, "Well do you always answer a question with one of your own?" she said sarcastically, Prince Vegeta suddenly laughed at her obvious annoyance, Bulma gasped thinking all of a sudden that he might be crazy, "Your sarcasm really gets me" he announced as he stopped his horse, Bulma looked at him ucertain of what he was doing, "I thought you said you wanted to show me some place" Bulma said trying to ignore his rudeness, "Ah yes I did say that didnt I" he said then laughed sheepishly, "I lied" he said then patiently waited for her to ask him, instead she just turned her horse and started off in the direction of home.
"Hey!" he yelled and turned his horse to follow, "I will not allow you to leave!" he announced sounding as superior as he could, Bulma, angered at what he said stopped her horse then turned her head to give him an evil glare, "And how would you stop me?" she spat at him, "I am the prince you know, and I own these lands" he said laughing as he quickly grasped her reins and pulled her horse around to face his, "You just cant help throwing that at me can you?" she asked angry at his spoiltness, "Cant help throwing what at you?" he asked back chuckling, "You think that just because your a prince that you can tell people what to do, well if you can why dont you just go find some chick and go tupp with her and leave me alone" she said then completely regretted her words thinking he would strike her for her defiance, "Why, because I find that you are the only one I would enjoy tupping with" he announced not at all angered be her words, "Why?" she asked, completely shocked by his words, "Because every other 'chick' as you call them wouldn't talk to me the way you do, I find your freedom of speech refreshing beyond anything I have heard before" he said softly.
Authors Note: "Tupping means having sex"
After a short while they were talking to each other sitting down in a patch of flowers near a secluded lake, theyre horses were grazing in the long grass a few metres away, "So why did you ready lie about your servants loss of speech?" Vegeta asked, "My lord, that you cannot blame me for, I simply wasnt thinking at the time and was lost in the moment" she said smiling 'oh to sweetly' at him, "Sure, but I must say I dont beleive you for a minute for you sound like a woman that knows everything that happens, proberly even while sleep claims you" he said grinning his sexy grin at her, "If I didnt know any better I would say that you are flirting with me" she announced losing herself in the moment, "Oh do you really think that, I mean would that be a bad thing my lady" he asked but before she could answer he burst out laughing, "It just occured to me that we havent offically been introduced" he said and then he stood up and after reaching for her hand pulled her up to stand infront of him, he then cleared his throat and after bowing a very gentlemanly bow and getting a giggle from her he spoke, "Allow me to offically introduce myself, I am Vegeta Vegeta, prince of Earth" he said with extreme smoothness, "Vegeta Vegeta, is that a joke" she asked trying not to smile when she saw his seriousness, "Sorry, I am Bulma widow of Yamcha Balls" she thought he friends name up quickly, Good thinking Bulma she thought to herself, "Bulma, a lovely name to be sure" he said as he kissed her hand, and after her embarrased laugh and his wolfy grin they continued talking for endless hours about nothing and everything.
After a while Bulma reluctantly let him escort her home, she was sure to get a beating for being out so late but at least she had an excuse made up and ready, I sprained my ankle she repeated over and over in her head, she allowed Vegeta to escort her to the path to her house and no longer, she didnt risk getting caught by one of the maids that emptied the chamber pots, "I enjoyed our rather interesting evening my lord" she said smiling at him letting the moon show her face in its light, "How many times have I told you to call me Vegeta?" he asked, "It isnt right" she said trying to change the subject, "I really must get home now" she said and then after hopping off her horse she was about to lead it in the direction of the stables, Vegeta caught her hand and pulled her back to him as he hopped off his horse, "I hope that i will see you tommorow" he said looking into her eyes, "Tommorow?, I think I might have something on" she said trying gently to break from his grasp, "Please?, if you change your mind or your plans then meet me at the lakewe visited today at noon tommorow" he said then after kissing her hand he let go and hopped onto his horse again and was off.
"Bulma then lead her horse to the stables to where her servant clothes were. All the while thinking about 'tommorow'.