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Win Her Back

Chapter 2: What's The Deal With This Woman!

Bulma was in her room sorting her closet when Vegeta stormed in. ''Excuse me 'O' Mighty prince but I'm Busy!''

Vegeta ignored her completely. He sat down arrogantly on her her bed not meeting her eyes completely.

''Why?''

His question, how ever rudely asked troubled her to the bone. She knew exactly what he meant but she did not wish to humour him.

''Oh, whatever do you mean Prince?''

Vegeta's eyes narrowed at the ridiculous question.

''You know exactly what I'm talking about woman!''

Bulma bowed her head in embarrassment, knowing completely what the Prince wanted from her. ''Ok…ok. I just thought I saw more in you than shameless murder.''

Vegeta laughed out loud. ''What on this retarded planet do you possibly know about shameless killing?''

Bulma couldn't meet his eye. ''Look Vegeta, why can't you just leave this alone?''

He scoffed at her remark. ''You owed me nothing. In fact, you had every right to let the old man inform Kakorot of my misdeed. You will tell me right now!''

Bulma couldn't help but giggle at the Prince's ignorance. ''You really don't understand why a person would do what I did do you.''

Vegeta frowned thoughtfully. ''Why don't you humor me then, and that wasn't a request.''

She smiled slightly which caused Vegeta's eye to twitch. ''It's called compassion Vegeta, and empathy.'' He raised a suspicious eyebrow. ''You actually mean to tell me that you felt compassion for me?'' He laughed mockingly. ''Please woman, don't be stupid even though stupidity is above you..'' She could feel her face beginning to heat up much to Vegeta's obvious amusement.

''You listen here you damn asshole, put aside your unreasonable thoughts for just a minute and wake up! I don't know what you went through during your life but there's far more to the world than people having a hidden agenda about everything they do! So I felt sorry for you, big deal, get over it and stop acting like such a child!''

Now it was Vegeta's turn to redden slightly. ''What do you know about anything! Damn straight you don't know what I went through and quite frankly it's none of you concern. I don't have to justify anything to you. Now if you'll be so kind as to excuse me I need to train.''

''Whatever Vegeta, just go.'' She looked away in defeat Vegeta calmed down slightly and began to leave the room. He stopped by the doorway and without turning around mumbled something that Bulma failed to fully decipher. ''What was that?''

He snorted ''I don't ever repeat myself.'' With that he calmly stalked out of the room. Bulma couldn't help but smile. She could have sworn she heard something along the line of thanks. Well guess you not as tough as you make yourself out to be are you?

Three days had passed since Bulma had literally caught him with his pants down. Yamcha still felt a burning guilt that had always been there but was never fully realized. He walked into the lounge and planted himself on a leather couch. Picking up the TV remote he began to randomly flip through channels hardly interested.

I think it's time I went and made my peace. He stood up slowly not even bothering to turn the television off. He slipped on a leather jacket that was strategically planted on the floor and left his home. He was about to de-capsulate his car but decided against it. ''I guess I could just fly down.'' He laughed lightly to himself. ''I should get back into training.'' His statement got him thinking about the so called androids that were due in exactly two years. The thought of his participation when the time arrived still plagued his thoughts. Shrugging, he allowed his ki to flare and took off. He flew at a moderate speed taking in the view. Why should I even bother with that? I mean it's not like Goku won't easily wipe the floor with them anyways? A prick of guilt overwhelmed him and he shuddered at his cowardly thoughts. What happened to me? Well I guess all the happenings on could kind of do that to you right? He thought about the Z senshi's attempts of fighting Vegeta and Nappa and shuddered again. That's right! Vegeta's living there.

I hope I don't run in to that lunatic while I'm their. The thought of Vegeta sent fresh shivers down his spine or lack of which. ''Almost there!'' He flew over West City and spotted Capsule Corp which couldn't easily be missed from the air. ''Ok Yamcha, here goes.''

Vegeta stopped his training and and walked towards the control panel of the GR. He preshed a couple of buttons causing the gravity to revert back to normal. A viscous scowl crossed his face as he sensed a stronger than human ki approach. He immedietly recognized it as the scar faced coward of a human specimen.

He felt a sudden twinge of jealousy as he grabbed a towel and left the GR. The sudden emotion confused him slightly but he shrugged it off and stalked towards the shower.

He passed Bulma on the way and smirked. ''Don't look now, but lover boys on his way.'' Bulma was caught off guard. ''Yamcha? He's coming here now?'' Her face flushed causing Vegeta to grimace in distaste. '' I suppose you're going to go weak at the knees and accept him back aren't you?'' She was caught off guard once again but recovered quickly.

''I…who says? Wait a minute! Even if I did what business is it of yours!'' Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the sudden outburst. ''None of course.'' She nodded in agreement and began to leave.

An evil look crossed his face as he flung the towel over his shoulders. ''I mean if you feel the burning desire to shamefully accept back one lower than than a third-class warriors excrements than who am I to stand in your way?''

Bulma tensed and turned around ''Why you…!'' Her outcry was in vain as Vegeta was long gone. Burning with anger she stomped an outraged foot on the ground and turned to leave.

Vegeta turned on the shower with irritation. Ignorant female! He was surprised at his own thoughts. He shrugged, dismissing them and got into the shower.

Yamcha began his descent seeing Bulma at the doorway. He landed in front of her not being able to meet her eye. An intense feeling of awkwardness washed over both of them. Finally he looked up and tried the best he could to produce a smile. ''Hey Bulma.''

She kept her face expressionless. ''Yamcha. I guess you'd want to come in now because I'm sure you'll have a whole lot of excuses to lay on me.'' She turned around and went inside leaving the stunned Yamcha in her wake.

He sucked up the courage and walked in. He slowly trudged into the lounge where Bulma was already seated . He looked around nervously. ''Vegeta around?''

She smiled menacingly. ''He's in the shower. Sit down Yamcha.'' He unquestioningly obeyed.

He sat in silence for a minute trying to gather his thoughts. He had what needed to be said all planned out on the flight over but was alarmed to find that he couldn't remember a single sentence.

She watched him slightly amused for a while. ''Well? He looked up uncomfortably. ''Well I guess I don't have much to say in my defense do I.'' She scoffed. ''Well you have to have something. You always were good at talking shit.''

He cringed at the blatant insult knowing fully what she was capable of when fully fired up.

Swallowing uneasily he began his defense. ''Look Bulma, I know I've said this before but It won't ever happen again.'' She laughed sardonically. ''Oh please.''

''No. Just hear me out. I know I hurt you and Kame knows I'm sorry but I've changed. I do love you. You know that don't you?''

She looked deeply into his eyes and felt warm. It was true she was still in love with him and could easily be persuaded by his sweet talk. Maybe he's telling the truth this time. Maybe, just one more chance.

He recognized the look in her eyes and moved taking her hands in his. ''Please say we can just forget this ever happened and I promise we'll make it work this time.

A small tear began to make it's way out of her eye. Oh Kame why do I let him do this to me. Suddenly Vegeta's words crept into her mind: Why do you stay with such a disgrace? On my planet, if this happened which was barely a fraction of a percent of a chance, the perpetrator would be banished or destroyed.

She looked away knowing it was true. He would never change. Yamcha noticed her change of mood and began to worry.

She met his eyes with a made up mind. ''I'm sorry Yamcha but I can't let this happen again.''

''But babe.''

''No Yamcha!'' she yelled and then more quietly. ''You've broken my heart one time too many. I can't go through this again.''

He was worried but he wouldn't accept defeat so readily. ''Please! Love you! Please babe! You know I can't live without you.

''Did you not hear the woman weakling!'' The conversation was interrupted by none other than the Saiyan Prince himself standing there in nothing but a thin white towel. Both parties looked up in surprise.

Yamcha jumped up out of reaction. ''Ve….Vegeta!'' He smirked amused at the stench of fear radiating from the earthling. ''Yes, me. Now kindly exit this house before I take you apart peice by cowardly piece.''

''Vegeta!'' Bulma yelled in outrage. ''What the hell do you think you're doing?''

He ignored her focusing on Yamcha. ''Well weakling? Did you not hear me or are you just too pathetic and weak to comply?''

Yamcha was taken back by the insults. He was angry but terrified.

''I'll count to three and if you're still in my line of vision you will call earth your home no longer. One…''

Yamcha gulped mustering up the little courage he had left. He knew all to well that Vegeta meant exactly what he said. ''This doesn't concern you Vegeta.''

''Two!'' Vegeta began to walk towards him slowly.

Yamcha's good sense prevailed at the last second. He cast one last pleading look at Bulma, followed up by a most murderous glare directed towards Vegeta before turning around and speeding out as fast as he was able.

''Three.'' Vegeta stated finally, an enormous smirk crossing his face.

Bulma sat completely stunned at what had just happened. Immense anger overtook her. ''How dare you! You arrogant, stupid, self-centered bastard!'' Vegeta almost felt the need to cringe at the woman's verbal onslaught. ''What on this earth made you even think for a second that you had the right to dictate my life!''

Vegeta was momentarily speechless, stunned at the abuse he was receiving from one thousands of times weaker than him. He sobered quickly, managing an arrogant smile. ''I couldn't care less about your life woman. I was simply sickened that such a pathetic life form was so near me.''

It was Bulma's turn for speechlessness to apply. She was simply at a loss for words. ''Get out!'' was all she could manage. Vegeta shrugged unconcerned. ''Fine by me. I was leaving anyway. He left the room leaving a fuming Bulma in his wake.

Yamcha flew away in a rage. Part of him was relieved that he escaped with his life but another part was appalled at his cowardice. Damn you Vegeta! You'll pay for this!

Okay! That's it for my second chapter. I have this whole story thought out and trust me it'll be good. Hopefully I'll start seeing reviews now. Hehe come on people, I'd like a tleast more than one successful story….anyway PLZ REVIEW!