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Oh, Zat Rings A Bell

Ch. 10

It's Not Official

" Just to make this clear woman. I'm not your boyfriend." Vegeta said it calm and simple when Bulma was in the gravity room.

" Alright," Ouch, Bulma thought, way to be harsh. " I just came to tell you dinner's done."

" Fine."

" Fine." Bulma turned on her heel and began to leave when Vegeta grabbed her shoulder, spun her around, and kissed her.

" What the hell?" Bulma looked at Vegeta; " You shut me down then kiss me? What's wrong with you?"

Vegeta gave her a stern look and left. Bulma fumed but didn't leave her spot at the gravity room door. She reached into her lab coat pocket and smiled when her hands wrapped around a pair of snips. Bulma stalked over to the main console and flipped open an overhead cabinet. Different wires spilled out and she happily snipped them in half. She smirked, shut the box, and left to eat dinner.

The next day Bulma woke up humming. Vegeta wouldn't be able to train because of the broken wires and her father and mother were off to who-knows-where looking for replacements for said wires. Bulma slid into a green tank top, jeans, and a pink zip up sweater. She smiled as she walked downstairs and found Vegeta on the couch.

" Move over veggie, I gotta watch my soaps." She grabbed at the controller and sat down.

Vegeta stared at her, " Are you still mad?"

" Why would I be mad? You're a stubborn bigot with a really bad case of the crankies. Why would I be upset that you denied me?" Bulma sent Vegeta a malicious smile. Vegeta really wanted to touch her then but he controlled himself. Bulma snuggled into the corner of the couch and watched her show.

" See that guy Veggie? He's so adorable. I'd marry him if he weren't in love with Olivia." Bulma pointed to the two characters that shared the screen. Vegeta growled and Bulma smiled. She turned to the saiyan prince and smirked. " Someone sounds a little jealous. I'd kiss you but you're not my BOYFRIEND. Oh wait, Yamcha is! I think I'll go find him to be with." Bulma jumped off the couch and smiled with her hands on her hips.

Vegeta was angry, Bulma could see it in his stormy eyes. She just smiled more as he got off the couch and faced her. " Well I'm off to see Yamcha, my BOYFRIEND who's not you." Bulma turned and began to leave.

" I haven't had something like this! Damn it!" Vegeta knocked over the lamp on the end table and seethed.

Bulma turned back to Vegeta. " What?" All the malice was gone now. Bulma hadn't expected him to react like this.

" You. I haven't. Never mind." Vegeta shook his head and moved to pick up the lamp.

" Oh. Well, gee Vegeta. I didn't know." Bulma put a hand on his back when he rose.

" Whatever. Go run off to your boyfriend." Vegeta didn't move and Bulma moved closer to his back.

" Yamcha and I broke up. Like two days ago."

Vegeta turned, stared, his eyes and face blank.

" I don't have feelings for Yamcha. Ever since you moved in I've only thought about you." Bulma didn't now where to look, she felt dumb admitting everything to Vegeta.

" You also snipped the wires in the gravity room." Vegeta smirked at her.

" How do you know?" Bulma looked up at Vegeta and tried to look innocent. " It could have been my mom!"

" I watched you do it." Vegeta cupped her face. " I still won't be your boyfriend."

Bulma looked sad for a moment then perked up, " Fine, I'll just have to convince you." Bulma let her hands begin to roam.

" No. You can't convince me that way." Vegeta's hands gripped Bulma's hips and he smirked at her.

" Fine." Bulma moved away and walked outside. It was nice and pretty outside and the sun had melted all the snow on the walkway. She turned towards the door and Vegeta was there. Bulma smiled and moved in to kiss him.

Yamcha got out of his car with a big vase full of flowers. He turned to start up the walk but stopped suddenly. What the hell was Bulma doing? Vegeta and Bulma were like brother and sister in his eyes. Brothers and sisters don't usually kiss in front of the door. Yamcha shook his head; told himself he was hallucinating, and drove home.

Bulma and her father were both re-wiring the gravity machine a day later. It was tedious and both father and daughter were smoking.

" So." Mr. Briefs began.

" So?" Bulma continued to replace wire.

" So when were you going to announce to everyone that you were pregnant?"

" What?" Bulma's cigarette fell out of her mouth, " I'm not pregnant!" Bulma scrambled to get her cigarette back.

" You're mother was talking about grandchildren yesterday. You're also infatuated with Vegeta so I thought your mother wasn't just spouting nonsense this time."

" No. I'm not pregnant. Mom's just crazy. I don't think I'll be having kids for a long time. I'm not the kind of girl to settle down, get married, and have lots of babies." Bulma stood up and dusted off her lab coat.

" You're right. However, if you want to settle down. Vegeta's a good pick. He's a nice boy, very determined. You two seem to get along nicely."

Bulma rolled her eyes but couldn't resist spilling to her dad; " It's weird. If you had told me on Namek that Vegeta and I were going be friendly; I would've slapped you. He's like a puzzle."

" You always have been good at solving puzzles." Dr. Briefs nodded and patted his cat.

" I kinda wish he'd let me in though. I'd love to get to know him better but when I try he shies away."

" That certainly reminds me of someone." Bulma's father nodded again and smiled, " We're done. Now go tell Vegeta that you need to observe the machine while he trains. He opens up more when he's distracted." Her father put out his cigarette and left the gravity room.

Bulma followed her dad's advice and was now sitting against a wall, watching Vegeta warm up. It wasn't a bad sight at all. She loved how his muscles flexed and moved. Bulma smiled and doodled on the clipboard she had to make it look like she was actually observing how the machine worked. She stopped writing ' Vegeta and Bulma' in little hearts and watched Vegeta warm up more.

He stood up and walked over to the controls, " You can wipe the drool off your chin now Woman."

Bulma blushed a little, " Ass."

" Do you think you can handle me changing the gravity levels?" Vegeta turned to her. Bulma had rested her clipboard on her stretched out legs and Vegeta could catch a glimpse of a heart and their names written in pink pen. " What are you writing?"

Bulma immediately snatched up her clipboard, " Science stuff. Nothing interesting to you." Bulma started to write on her clipboard. Vegeta walked up and took it from her.

" Vegeta and Bulma equals heart? Wow woman, very scientific indeed." Bulma jumped up to grab the clipboard but Vegeta held it up out of her reach, " I especially liked how you filled the heart with other little hearts."

Bulma's hand reached out and she dug her nails into his chest. Vegeta immediately dropped the clipboard and put a hand on his chest. Little trickles of blood were beginning to peek out of his skin.

" You're not in here to study the gravity room, are you?" Vegeta smirked at her. The little drawings confused him. He had never had someone care for him like this.

" Yes. I just haven't seen anything that's changed in the room." Bulma held the object to her chest tightly embarrassed out of her mind.

" We both know that's complete bullshit."

" Yeah. I just like seeing you. When you train, I get all these thoughts in my head." Vegeta slowing walk toward her. She smiled coyly and moved backwards.

Vegeta continued move Bulma towards the wall. He idly pressed a button on the wall and continued to make Bulma move backwards. " What type of thoughts?" He leaned in and whispered in her ear.

They both stopped moving. " The thoughts that make you all itchy." She smirked at him and reached up to grip his shoulder. He casually blocked her hand away.

He leaned closer; " Do you think I should scratch that itch?"

" I think you should."

Vegeta abruptly moved a step backward, " Too bad, I have to train." He shut the door to the gravity room in her face and let himself chuckle.

Bulma fumed and stared at the door evilly. " You rat bastard." She hissed. Her anger faulted and she found herself smiling as she walked into the house.

Vegeta and Bulma were sitting on the couch at one in the morning. They had started to watch an action flick but it was too boring.

" So there I was with Yamcha on the couch completely making out and whoosh! Goku and all them rushed in saying 'Happy Birthday' and Yamcha had his hands up my shirt! I was so embarrassed. The rest of the party was one long awkward silence." Bulma let out a laugh. She was sitting indian-style and facing Vegeta.

" You talk to damn much." Vegeta shook his head and moved so he was facing her.

" It's a quirk." Bulma shrugged and laughed, " You start talking."

" What do you want to know?"

" I don't know. Everything I guess. I want to know your heritage, your people. What did planet Vegeta look like? What was your first mission? I know nothing about you Vegeta."

" My life before I came here was gruesome."

Bulma smiled, " So? I've seen a lot of gruesome stuff. Like I've said, how you used to be doesn't bother me. We all have our bad sides."

" You're very odd."

Bulma rolled her eyes, " Why try to act normal when your life is the complete opposite? Why try having a normal life?"

" Your life is very normal."

" What? My life is considered normal? My father and mother are eccentrics. My best friend Goku is an alien. Krillin was a monk. Tien has three eyes and hangs out with a midget clown-like person. Piccolo is a green Namekian. My ex-boyfriend was a desert bandit with a shape-shifting cat and had a bad cause of a girl phobia. I know a talking pig and a talking cat. I'm sleeping with the Prince of All Saiyans for Kami's sake! Oh yeah Vegeta, my life is textbook normal."

"You really need to control that quirk." Was all Vegeta said before he put his hand against her face. " To me your life is very normal. I'll have to explain why."

Bulma yawned, " But not now. You're in debt to me for that little stunt you pulled earlier."

" Well then it's a good thing for you that I always pay off my debts." Vegeta smirked as Bulma tugged him closer.

She brushed her lips along his jaw, " I guess it is."

A/n Yay! Another chapter completed! I hope you like this story as much as I think you do. I loved writing Bulma's little boyfriend guilt trip. I've been planning this thing out and I'm not sure how much time I'll be spending on Vegeta and Bulma pre-Trunks. I've basically been writing whatever I want to. This story extends for while. I hope you'll be with me through the crazy ride that is OZRAB!

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