Inevitability
Chapter Eighteen: Pressure
Bulma held a breath back. Long enough?! What kind of an answer was that, if it was an answer at all!
"Um..." She found herself babbling like a fool. Like a fool! She was at loss of speech. That was a really rare situation for her to find herself in. And she hated those situations. She was about to try to make her brainwork harder for something to say, something reasonable to ask and not stutter on every single syllable if she opened her mouth. Thank goodness Vegeta decided to pull her out of her misery.
"How dare you?!" He screamed, storming closer to her with a fixed expression on his face that said she didn't want to get anywhere near him in the next couple of minutes. The princess shook her head in confusion.
"What?! How dare I?! How dare I!?" Let's just say that wasn't the right thing to say to her in that moment. She approached Vegeta in the same storming manner as he did also with a facial of pure rage. How dare he talk to her like that!? And what the hell was wrong with him?! If he was so angry, why was he angry with her?! She just wished his goddamn race back to life and all he can say is 'How dare you'?!?!?!
"You drag me down in the middle of your mud ball planet, make me save your ass countless times, get your stupid Dragon Balls and then you don't even let me have a word about the fucking wish!?! How FUCKING dare you!?" Bulma stopped dead in her tracks as he was already in front of her, yelling his lungs off at her. The girl blinked a few times watching as the vein on his forehead throb mercilessly. And all of a sudden, she just couldn't sustain it any longer,... She giggled. He probably didn't know a word of Ancient Japanese and was pissed off because he though she used the wish all for herself. On a second thought, she really gave the whole wish to him... Well, at least now she could be sure that he wouldn't wish for something that Frieza would probably like... Immortality or being the Ruler of the Universe, or something stupid like it. If he was in a clear mind, Vegeta wouldn't have found it as annoying as he did right then. "And just what the hell are you laughing at!?!"
In that moment Bulma could swear later that her mind had stopped. She could claim herself brain-dead for what she had done after was far beyond the courage she could ever have, or at least at that point of her life. In the next second after the Saiya-jin Prince had gone overwhelmed by his anger, the girl giggled again and put her index fingertip on his lips, startling him just as well as she did herself.
"You know what?" Pulling herself slightly to her tiptoes, whispering those words against his cheek. "In a way, I think you actually did." She put her finger away from his face and then... She pecked his lower cheek. And that was the last moment in which she was completely brain-dead. Her senses kicked in on her and yelled full force for her to get away from the scene. She was also very tired for the fact she had previously cried and had not eaten since lunch, not to mention that while they were in the wilderness she had eaten only that boar one of those days. Before she had brought a few things to eat but they were quickly over. Let's just say that she didn't eat much... God, was she hungry...
Without a word more, she left a stunned with an aftermath anger Vegeta looking over his shoulder at her form by the garden main gate. She thought she could interrupt with his training and slip off easily with it? Well, she was deeply mistaking then! But that could wait... He was starving to death by the time....
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Bulma passed lazily by her room and told ChiChi to take a break for the day as she headed herself towards the kitchens. What she wouldn't do for some chicken right then....
Little did she know, a certain Saiya-jin Prince was dying for a steak in the same instant somewhere around the castle in search of the kitchens. He sure was a great warrior but his orientating skills sure were duller than anything else. For the long time he had been around this castle he still didn't know the shortest way to the freaking kitchens. Stupid Ariane. Where was she when she was needed?!...
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The Princess licked her lips as she looked in the fridge twice her size. There were such things for dinner that she could just kill for after those stupid wild berries and other fruits. She had grown so sick and tired of them... She could almost gag at the thought of eating some more of them now instead of the fine meat that the Palace cooks have readied. Ah, home, sweet home indeed.
"Would you move?! I want to get something for-" A gruff voice from behind said as Bulma was currently raiding the fridge. When she turned around with a chicken leg in her mouth the voice ceased only to let her see the Saiya-jin that she thought she had left in the Southern Garden. The girl's face faltered while she saw the Prince's eye twitching violently at the sight of her. Guess he didn't expect that to be her, huh? Well, surprise, surprise, she was a human too and she was capable of being hungry. "Woman, just what-"
"Sfut fhe hfell upf, Fegeta." She swallowed the piece of meat in her mouth and buried her head back in the cooling box. "You're making it harder to eat. You mug is getting in the way of my digestion. You're not a pretty sight to see when someone's hungry." With a deep frown, the youth approached the huge refrigerator on his own and took a peek what was inside it, arriving just in time to have the door closed under his nose by a high-raised-chin Bulma, who had grabbed probably most of the things inside.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, woman. It's not polite. Especially for 'princesses'." The lavender head jerked violently in his direction with a venomous glare in the sapphire eyes at his sarcastic remark of her title. Well, she was, indeed, a human. And she had her flaws. Thank goodness her future subjects didn't see her in her weakest moments. Otherwise they would most certainly give up on her or something like that. After all, who wanted a princess that was talking with her mouth full of a whole piece of a chicken leg? Certainly not earthlings. They were too picky with their rulers. After all, people are mainly the ones that own a planet... Aren't they?
"Just shut the hell up, damn you." The female growled uncharacteristically after she swallowed. Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle at her. Well, at least she didn't make the same mistake twice. He placed the huge amount of food on the raft and dug in it as if he was inhaling it making Bulma twist her expression into one of disgust. It wasn't the fact that he was splashing food or sauce or anything everywhere... It was the thought that he wasn't chewing at all that made her make that look...
"Will you quit staring at me!?" He growled while switching dishes. With a shake of her head to herself, Bulma dug into her own plate as well. Gosh, chicken tasted so good when you haven't gotten any in the past week...
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After they finished with both of their meals, (Bulma had to wait for Vegeta to finish his for he got another mountain of food out of the fridge when he was done with the first one) she waited for him to get his dishes in the sink, but he just dusted his gloves off and stood up, ready to leave without another word spoken. He had not intended to encounter her in the first place after all. But was she going to let him off like that, making her clean up all of the dishes by herself? Hell, no!
"Now hold just a rotten minute there!" She shrieked, pointing her index finger dramatically at the Saiya-jin's back that was facing her. A sigh escaped from that certain young man's lips. Well, guess he had to endure that again. He turned around on his heel, glaring daggers at an uninterested in his actions Bulma, yet once he was facing her, her anger rose sky high once again. "Do I look like someone who wants their parents to find out just how much they have eaten?!" The fragile female screeched. Another sigh from the prince. An irritated one.
"Do I look like someone who cares?!" Turning back around he waltzed out of the door. She had interrupted his training and he was planning on getting some by the end of the day. Not that there was much left of it anyway.
Left all by herself in the kitchen, Bulma felt her blood boil in her veins. The nerve of that guy! But actually, she didn't need to collect his dishes. It was plainly clear that he wouldn't eat with her parents... She looked around uninterestedly, pushing her own dishes with his. Well, they could never know she was there at any rate. A sly grin covered the Princess' features before her face faltered. She was being SO absolutely pathetic currently. Some time in the lab could possibly fix that, the lavender haired girl thought with a smile gracing her face. Ah, her lab...
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Oh.... Her lab...
When she got to her desired destination, Bulma thought she was dreaming. Most of her things were packed neatly in a couple of groups, carefully sorted by someone skilled, for some of the chemicals were away from others, for something might happen along the lines and a real bad explosion was capable of taking place. The princess swallowed hard at the sight of her once nice messy lab. Someone had messed with her sanctuary... How could they!?
A dangerous glint crossed the girl's eyes. Well, they wanted to make her lab a safe place to work with no more lil' explosions which were the only thrill Bulma got around the Palace? They had another thing coming then!
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An hour later, Bulma had done enough damage to her own lab to consider it a workable place. One of the most dangerous combinations of chemicals were dangerously near each other, there was grease smeared over the Princess' hands and working clothes and over some part of the desks as well; all in all, chaos reigned over her lab once again! Bulma snickered evilly at her little triumph and actually got to something that might appear useful later. With other words, she got to real work.
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Another hour after, Bulma got bored. Bored out of her mind. So bored that on a scale of boredom the scale wouldn't be able to show you how bored she actually was. She even began throwing paper balls at some imaginary foe. A sigh escaped the young regal's lips as she hit her 'target' again. Well, it would be really difficult not to hit it after there was no target but the air, which was everywhere around... You can get the idea, I believe. This was stupid... Really, really stupid. She wanted to have some action. Action? The girl's head shot up at the thought and a sly grin slid its way over her features. Some action she was going to get indeed.
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Vegeta stopped himself right before he hit his balled fist into the nearby wall as the pressure of the Gravitron decreased with immense speed. There was only one explanation - someone was messing with his training! Again! Argh!
Whipping his head in the direction of the entrance, the Saiya-jin's scowl deepened when he spotted no other but the woman. He had the feeling that his whole body was going to get in a fit of mad rage but instead he took a hold on himself and levitated slowly to the ground with a stiffened jaw. His teeth were tightly gritted as if it could help him relax. Well, maybe in some way it did...
"I think it's my lucky day. I got my training interrupted by the likes of you twice today. Ain't I a lucky bastard?!" His sarcastic remarks did next to nothing as to make Bulma answer back with the same venom in her voice. She just grinned dumbly, trying her best to ignore the fact that he had no top and his whole body was soaked in sweat that only made her throat dry out...
"Well, I thought that since you're training you might want a sparring partner." She grinned goofily. She was indeed in her training gear. The fact, however, did not interest Vegeta in the littlest big. He just stared expressionlessly at her, crossing his arms over his chest with a dirty smirk taking control of his handsome face. Was she drooling?!
"What would make you think you're fit of being my sparring partner?" The nerve!!! Bulma tightened her palms into fists, her knuckles turning white from the pressure she was making them endure. THE NERVE!!!!!!
"After I nearly beat your ass up out there, why shouldn't I be able to do it here too?" It was Vegeta's face's turn to darken at her words. The nerve of that woman... Without another word the door behind Bulma shut with a slam as Vegeta typed something on the control panel in one side of the gravity room. Bulma suddenly felt how her whole body weighted more than it did a second before. The pressure was high... It had been some time since she had last trained properly, but she'd be damned if she let him know that now.
"Let's see if your self-esteem is as groundless as I think it is." A cold chuckle and a sharp pain in the jaw as his kneecap connected with her chin in a very painful uppercut which caught her completely off-guard. Argh! The bastard. She would make him pay for that one dearly!
She threw her fist at him and he easily dodged it with that ego-filled smirk he always had on. Grr! She threw her other fist at him. He dodged again. Another swing, and another, and another.
"You're just wasting your breath, woman. Resistance is useless!" He laughed at his own little joke, only making Bulma's temper flare even further. Didn't anyone tell this guy playing with fire could get him burnt?! Though, I seriously doubt she was the one to burn him...
"And you talk too much." She hissed under her breath as she kicked him in the gut, pushing herself away from his bent form. Well, that wasn't expected...
"You should try fighting someone your own size, woman." He chuckled as he straightened his position again. Oh, he could feel her anger rising to dangerous levels. He wondered if she had some hidden potential... And the only thing that he could relate the words hidden and potential was the saiya-jin equivalent - saiya-jin rage.
"What makes you think you're not my size?" A sharp kick in the neck stopped him from answering her question as it sent him off balance for he had not expected such a kick. Another punch was about to connect with his back as he disappeared in thin air, making Bulma's eyes twitch. She turned around and blocked his fist just in time to note his complacent smirk. A growl escaped her before she knew it.
"Don't get so worked up, woman; you should be honored to lose to the Saiya-jin Prince." His chuckle echoed in her head even after he tried to blast her off with a strong ki attack. She held her hands out and shot one on her own with her teeth gritted tightly. He was trying to make fun of her. Before he knew what had happened, he had permitted her access to his neck. He was interested as to what she could do to him if he let her do so.
The girl's hands closed tightly around the Saiya-jin's neck. After a second or two he could almost feel that his breath had slightly ceased for a moment. Another chuckle which made Bulma's eyebrow rise. She couldn't grasp on the situation until she noticed her hands being tightly held in a strange grip by the Saiya-jin's and she was being roughly pushed against the wall. The thought that she probably didn't know what the hold was because it was specially for female warriors made her really, really pissed off. She was getting too into this anger business. That was not good. And the main not good thing was Vegeta was enjoying seeing her like it and found her behavior amusing.... Grrr!!!
"Tell me what you wanted from the Dragon and how the hell I had my finger in it after you've told me nothing what your wish will be, you egoistic bitch." He hissed as his smirk disappeared at the remembrance of the situation earlier. Bulma inhaled sharply as his body pressed against hers making it harder for her to breathe.
"Let go of me, you...."
"Tell me!" He demanded, grasping her wrists and pinning them against the wall above her head as well.
"I'll kick you from here to the other end of the Palace..." She threatened, trying to move her feet but he had pinned her so nastily against the wall that it was extremely difficult to move at all, not to mention breathing.
"Tell me!" He roared.
"Oh? So his highness hates to be left in the dark?" The lavender haired girl chuckled as well making Vegeta's scowl deepen.
"Do I have to entangle you tighter until you scream in pain for you to answer my question? Though, I prefer having you screaming my name beneath me..." His sly expression and his reckless words made the girl blush for a mere second before resuming her struggling.
"You're just so annoying!" She screamed at him as if it was some news to either of them.
"Why don't you finish what you start, woman? That's what's annoying." She ceased her actions blinking stupidly.
" 'Scuse me?" She asked dumbly having the Saiya-jin let go of her wrists and slightly pull back from her body. Ah, she took a deep breath. It's good to have enough oxygen again.
"Don't play with me, princess... I'm not the type to play along." He whispered hoarsely coming slightly closer to her face. Bulma swallowed hard and her heart began racing again. Any thoughts of hitting him and getting away were instantly erased from her brain, which went blank on the second. She just blinked innocently up at him her throat dry at the pressure his closeness enforced on her whole being. Damn him and his handsome sweatiness. She was making up words now... That could only mean the situation is beyond critical.
"Play...with?..." She repeated slowly, swallowing hard again. Oh God, just make him get off! She thought frantically, not daring to look away for as much as a second long.
"You know what?" Bulma didn't answer, just as he presumed. Another chuckle that sent shivers down her spine. "Maybe it's better you didn't..." Her jaw stiffened. What was that supposed to mean?!
"Why, you insolent jerk, you!! I'm gonna-" But we can only guess what the princess had in mind for in the right next second, the prince closed the gap between their lips.
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-clears throat- -takes out a teacher's pointing thingy- Act happy now! -grins stupidly- Rest of scene in next chapter. You know the drill, right? Things begin to click together, ne? -grins evilly- You review, me love you, me put new chapter up. Now show me some happiness, darlings! :))))