Disclaimer: Fact: These disclaimers are getting annoying.

Fact: I don't own Dragonballz.

Fact: If you thought I did, you are stupid.

Right, I'm gonna make this a longer chapter and the story is now following my ideas with none of the original anime in it. Of course I'm still gonna try to make it sound like it could come from Dragonballz. Anyhow, on with the story.

4:The wrong thing to do

Bulma sat at the kitchen table idly stirring her mug of coffee with a teaspoon. She sighed, it had been a week since the incident in the gravity room and during that short time span a lot had happened. The main thing being Yamcha and she had split up. There relationship hadn't seemed to be going anywhere and when Bulma had said so and suggested they maybe married in the near future, Yamcha had made it quite clear he wasn't ready to make that kind of commitment. She sighed again, this was the result, and she was now completely alone. Of course she had her mother and father but that was different, they were her parents. 'Vegeta doesn't even have his parents,' she found herself thinking. She jerked upwards, "What the heck am I thinking about Vegeta for!"

"Talking to yourself is supposed to be a sign of madness."

Bulma swivelled round in her seat and found herself with her face about an inch away from Vegeta's. Vegeta straightened up and looked down at her, a slight smirk playing his features. "How long have ya been standing there?" Bulma inquired however she wasn't annoyed at him. In fact she was quite pleased. His presence meant that, for the moment, she wasn't alone anymore. "About a split second longer than it took for you to start going mad, or has this whole talking to yourself thing been a hobby of yours for a while now?" Bulma groaned, 'Can he never say anything nice?' Standing up, holding her mug in one hand, she walked past him and emptied her full cup of coffee into the sink. "Vegeta are proper Saiyans, unlike kakarot unable to pay a person a single nice comment. Are you physically unable to able to compliment anybody?" Vegeta frowned slightly and then Bulma noticed with some surprise that he began to blush. "That's not true, I paid you a compliment and you gave me one as well." Bulma felt herself redden slightly as well, but then smiled brightly at the Saiyan prince as an idea struck her. She would see if she could soften him up a bit, get to his other side. Walking to a cupboard she got a few things out. "What do you want for lunch, I guess that's why you came in here in the first place?"

"Wow, you actually have brains in that head of yours."

"Vegeta, sarcastic comments don't count as compliments."

"Yeah, yeah. Now I want my lunch. Anything edible and a lot of it…please."

Bulma shook her head, "Vegeta, you are impossible."

Vegeta just smirked.

Vegeta watched her as she set about preparing the meal. He studied her movements, noticing the graceful yet purposeful way she moved. Vegeta caught himself, 'why am I staring at her?' He wondered. "YO, Vegeta, Planet Earth to Planet Vegeta, come in!"

"Your not insulting my planet are you?"

"No silly, I was just trying to communicate with as you seemed to be in another world. Another world were the main source of entertainment is staring at me."

"Ugh, I was NOT staring at you!"

"Oh right so not only do saiyans have the ability to fly, shoot ki beams and transform but they have x-ray vision to check the progress of their lunch."

"Just quit it."

"Yes sir!" Bulma turned back to preparing the food laughing while Vegeta just sat and glared at her. Sometimes she seemed so understanding and then she just seemed to loose it. 'I wonder if those humans teach courses in how to understand women in those university things they have.' Maybe once he'd finished becoming Super Saiyan and beating Kakarot he would take a course, 'What am I doing! Thinking stupid jokes like a human!'

They began eating lunch in silence. Bulma studied Vegeta face as he ate trying to determine what he was thinking seeing as there was no way he was going to tell her. 'Boy he looks grumpy today.' She guessed it was because he had not become a Super Saiyan yet. "Hey Vegeta, you know maybe your going about it the wrong way."

"Huh?"

"Maybe you should try a different method, try thinking about what makes you angry then you might become a Super Saiyan, after all that's what Goku did, right." He didn't reply so she decided to go on, "Think about what happened to your planet and how it was destroyed, that should work." Suddenly Vegeta froze and stared at her a thousand different emotions shining in his eyes. HE slammed down his knife and fork. "There isn't a damn moment when I don't think about my home!" With that he stood and stormed out of the room. Bulma heard the front door slam. She ran to the window in time to see him take of into the sky.

Whoops, now what's gonna happen, Bulma's hit a sore spot there!

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