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The sun was just coming up into capsule corp. It's streaks of light shone in through the snow capped mountain peaks and into the daughter of the Briefs' room. There on the bed laid a beautiful woman covered in a thin layer of sheets.
A couple of Blue Jays came and sat on her windowsill and starts to sing to each other. Their blue and white feathers glittered from the damp dew in the air. The human woman turned over towards the window and slowly opened her eyes.
Bulma put one of her arms up to cover her eyes from the bright streaks of sunlight running into her ocean blue eyes. She smiled sweetly as she saw the two birds singing.
The happy woman sat up and yawned. Followed by that was a big stretch. She rubbed her eyes that were slightly dark from the bags under her them. The Briefs' daughter stood up and slipped on her white fluffy slippers and walked to her mirror. She picked up her brush and began to brush her hair with a few soft strokes.
As she looked out her window and to the light purple mountains the birds flew away flying side by side. Bulma pulled down her silver, silky and shiny night gown.
She walked over to her door and placed one of her soft, tanned hands on the door knob. Right as she turned the door knob all of her happy feelings went away.
Bulma sighed heavily and walked out of her room as she heard yelling going through out her house. She walked downstairs and saw a muscular man with brownish black hair spiked straight up on his head.
He was yelling and was pointing a finger at a woman who was skinny had blonde hair and was holding a little garden shovel in one hand and a pot in the other.
Bulma frowned and reach the bottom step. The saiyan man turned his head and looked at the blue haired woman then turned to yell at her. But before he could say a word Bulma put up a finger and closed her eyes.
"Vegeta, I just got up! You are NOT going to start my day out like this! Now, you will calm down and tell me without yelling at me, what you need." Bulma walked up to him and placed one of her hands onto her hip.
The saiyan Prince growled and looked at her with a glare then scowled. "The damned gravity room is broken. Fix it!" Vegeta barked angirly. The old woman with the garden tools walked slowly away and back outside to the lucious garden that grew of fruits and flowers.
"You will NOT order me around! I'm not your slave! Nor your servant! So don't treat me like it! And just for that attitude I'm going to delay the fixing requirement!" Bulma snapped back. Her beautiful light blue eyes glowed in anger and hate towards Vegeta.
Vegeta growled at her and looked at her. Then he smirked. He quite enjoyed "messing" if you'd call it, with Bulma. He wanted to keep on pushing her beyond her anger limit. For the little and sweet looking woman had quite an attitude when needed.
"Listen baka, if you don't have this thing fixed by tonight, then you're in for it." Vegeta growled crossing his arms over his strong chest. Bulma smirked and looked at him.
"Or what? Threaten me if you will Vegeta, but you have to remember this, if you kill or hurt me I'm the only one who even knows how to build the machine." Bulma then crossed her arms over her own chest just to mock him.
The angry saiyan glared at her and walked away with a snarl. The woman stood there with her pride raised high in her. She flipped her light blue hair out of her face then took her hand and pushed it behind her ears.
The old woman who was being yelled at earlier poked her head through the sliding glass door that leads to the garden. She set her pot and shovel down and looked at Bulma. "Is everything ok in here sweetie?"
Bulma nodded in pleasure and looked to where Vegeta had just walked away from. She then turned to Mrs. Briefs and smiled. "Yeah mom, I always get the last laugh now."
Mrs. Brief's chuckled and went back to working on the garden. Bulma then walked down the hall and into her lab. As she walked in she saw her father, Mr. Briefs working at a computer desk with Vegeta at his side.
The two looked up at blue haired woman. Bulma narrowed her eyes to Vegeta then to her father. She walked over to her father and looked over his shoulder and to the computer screen.
"So dad, whats Vegeta here telling you?" The small woman looked to Vegeta with a raised eyebrow.
"Well, he just ordered me to fix his ship and I refused because I'm not sure how to." Mr. Briefs rubbed his chin and kept on typing on the computer.
The saiyan looked over to Bulma with a disgusted face then turned to walk away. Bulma liked how she was getting the final word out of their arguments today. But yet, she felt a bit strange as well...
Vegeta used to always continue the arguing for as long as 2 hours. Yet now ever since the other night he's been acting strange...
Flashback-
"Hehe come on Vegeta! I'm going to teach you how to dance!" cried a woman that was hugging him from around the waist. The prince growled and shoved her off of him.
"Clearly you're drunk woman." Vegeta looked at the Briefs' daughter a bit puzzled and embarassed. Bulma was sitting down on a chair at a table with a bottle of Vodka next to her. They were at a wedding party. One of Bulma's friends had just gotten married.
The drunk woman smiled up at Vegeta and stood up. She slowly walked around him two times examining him up and down. She smiled and looked at strong saiyan.
"Vegeta, come on. I'll admit I'm a bit drunk but let me teach you how to dance!" Bulma stood right infront of him. He now examined her. Bulma was in a beautiful red strapless dress that stopped right above her knees. Her dress glittered in the lights whenever she moved.
Vegeta snarled and looked at her. "Fine..." Bulma smiled up at him and softly pressed her chest against his own. She gently took one of his strong hands and placed it onto her hip. The beautiful woman then took the other hand and into her own.
The Prince's eyes widened on how close these human got to each other while dancing. Bulma slowly started taking steps on the dance floor and Vegeta was moving along with her, stumbling at times.
As the two danced Vegeta looked down at his feet while they danced. Bulma lifted up Vegeta's chin with one of her fingers and smiled.
"You don't look at your feet while you dance." Vegeta looked at her with a confused face and backed away from her. Bulma started to laugh softly. The saiyan glared at her.
"You think this is funny?" Vegeta snarled stroming away. The blue eyed woman looked at him walking away then walked after him she placed a hand onto his strong shoulders.
"Vegeta I-" Vegeta turned around and how close Bulma was to them, her soft lips gently pressed against his. She backed away and Vegeta just stood there not knowing what his next move should be.
Bulma started to back away. The partly drunked woman tripped over her own foot and landed on a table then hit her head on the tile floor. Vegeta came out of his little "daze" and helped her up.
Bulma groaned and tried to stand up but instead held her head and sat back down onto the ground. "My...head..."
End Flashback-
Bulma lightly touched her scalp from where she fell and got that knot in her head. She bit her lower lip and looked down in confusion. "Does he like me?" Then she paused and looked up towards the door. "Nah, I don't think so."
Bulma walked out of the lab and down the hallway. She walked up the stairs and into her room to get dressed for the day.
A/n: There's the first chapter, hope you enjoy!