Me: Another update for my lovelies (that's you). Please forgive me if I talk in the way of Pirates. I've seen the 2nd one twice now so it's in my system. I've decided to focus my energy on this story, finish it, and then move on to my other stories. I really have to get these done. I've been preoccupied with my newfound interest in Harry Potter fics. I don't I didn't read them sooner. Oh well, I'm glad am now. Anyway, in this chapter some time has passed and Vegeta is starting to feel like himself. Some of my readers are wanting to Vegeta attitude to come out, so that's what they'll get. It's gonna be hard, though. He is, after all, a tortured soul. Here's chapter 10.

Universal Chatting

Chapter 10- My New Home

Normal POV

It was a sunny, beautiful day. The perfect day for a nice bar-b-q, which is just what Bulma and her family were holding in the huge backyard of Capsule Corporation. Mr. Briefs was grilling hamburgers, hot dogs, steaks and anything you could possible put on a grill. Mrs. Briefs was in the kitchen preparing all sorts of foods and drinks. Gohan, Goku, Krillen, and Yamcha were enjoying themselves in the pool splashing and laughing. Piccolo was over under the shade of a willow tree, drinking only water and occasionally watching when Gohan wanted to him to watch the young Saiyan jump into the pool. Bulma was making conversation with Chichi. In fact, the only person who wasn't at this party enjoying themselves was no other than our Prince—Vegeta.

Now, you must understand, Vegeta very much wanted to join the party. But, ever since he was salvaged, Vegeta was starting to discover his old self. A very prideful Saiyan who was sometimes arrogant. Attitude, of course, came with all this. Now, please don't mistake his personality. He was very much thankful for Bulma and Kakkorat. And he knew they knew he was. So, there really was no point in voicing his gratefulness. Now that he was away from the lizard tyrant, it was time to regain his strength and take his place as the Prince of Saiyans. No matter how few there were, it was his job to look after, teach, and protect his fellow Saiyans. He also, of course, wanted to become stronger as does any Saiyan. He told Bulma this once he had become comfortable talking to her about things. She understood completely and set off to work right away. The result: a Gravity Room, or for short, a GR.

Vegeta had no idea what this was at first, so Bulma warmly explained that it was a training room for him. He can adjust the gravity gradually as he gets stronger to his satisfaction. Vegeta was very thankful for this. He didn't tell her this, because he didn't need to.

When Vegeta wasn't busy training, he was learning about Earth and it's people. It was all very strange to him, but he would learn to cope. Bulma would show him around the city and take him to different cities. She also showed him different foods, languages, and clothes. Vegeta was never very interested in that, though. What he did find interesting was the different literature, art and animals Earth had. Bulma has been particularly surprised by this; that and happy. Vegeta's room was full of books filling up bookshelves from top to bottom. He had at least five! Even sp, there were books scattered across the room. Paintings, drawings, and photographs hung everywhere. Some were popped up against the wall considering there was very little room left on the walls. Vegeta also had a desk with a computer sitting quite nicely on it. This is where Vegeta did research on, well, anything he wanted. It's also where he kept his journal and small writings. The room was still yet to be decorated to his liking, but that would come soon.

Even though the group has accepted him as one of their own, they essentially steered clear of him, which Vegeta did not mind. They knew he liked his privacy. The only visitors he ever really got were Bulma, Kakkorat, and Gohan who has now come to call him 'uncle Veggie'. It bothered Vegeta at first, but he figured if Gohan was the only one allow to call him 'Veggie' then there was no harm to it.

Gohan often sat and listened as Vegeta told him of his life in Space (leaving out the obvious things). Vegeta and his stories always amazed Gohan. And he told Vegeta so. In return, Vegeta would show a smile only reserved for Gohan.

Kakkorat was an entirely different story. They became instant rivals; friendly, but intense. He was, no doubt, stronger than Vegeta. But Vegeta knew he would catch up and soon surpass Goku.

Vegeta always had a snide remark for Goku, his attitude finally taking surface after 20 years of hiding. Goku didn't mind this; he knew it was mostly playful banter. Vegeta always denied this, but secretly knew it was true. They would train together and often spar. They taught each other techniques and attacks, using them in a daily spar the next day.

When it came to Bulma, Vegeta was completely stumped. He was very fond of the woman. More than fond, but he wouldn't admit that. His pride would rise each time he thought of it. Somewhere in his mind, he knew he loved her. But that was very deep and he never bothered digging for it whenever she came around. Bulma always tried reaching out to him, and very rarely would he reach out in return. This never discouraged her. She was very patient with him.

But that was not what stumped Vegeta. No, it was their odd relationship. At times, it seemed like they were just friends. At other times, their love surfacing seemed so close it was torture for both. Neither were brave enough to venture out into the unknown emotion. What if they got lost along the way? What if someone tripped and started drowning? Would the other save or abandon? What if things didn't work out and it ruined the friendship they had now? All these questions ran through their minds. None had answers to them.

Vegeta was leaning to stick with what they had now. If something did go wrong, he didn't want to lose Bulma as a friend.

Bulma was leaning more on giving it a chance. She didn't understand Vegeta's innate fear of losing her. She was waiting for him to make a move, but it seemed Vegeta was not about to any time soon. Their relationship was odd and unsteady.

Sometimes, they were so close to kissing. Then the moment would fly away and they left feeling awkward and frustrated. Bulma was tired of it to say the least.

I can't rush him, she would tell herself.

Vegeta was oblivious to what Bulma was thinking. He had no idea Bulma wanted him as much as he wanted her. But there was always those moments that gave hints away and that got so heated Vegeta came out sweating, heart beating at an alarming rate, and…well, very aroused. He always found himself in a cold shower.

Bulma was not unaware of this. She was in fact in the same state. None of them, of course, acted on these feelings. How stubborn can you get? They were certainly ready for a relationship. Vegeta's been there for almost a year.

This worried Vegeta at first. Surely, Lord Cooler would have found him by now. Why hadn't he come for his whore? Bulma answered this a while back:

"We disabled the chip when we first brought you here. You don't remember because we had to knock you out with gas so you wouldn't feel any pain."

Vegeta was satisfied with this. He was sure the monster was out there looking for him. But the universe was a very big place. He doubted the lizard would ever find him and would probably give up eventually anyway.

That was the last thing on Vegeta's mind, however, as he looked out the window to see the endings of a day-long party. The friends were all leaving now and as Bulma was coming in to go to bed, Vegeta felt yet again an urge to go to her and express his true feelings. He held himself back to just meeting her halfway up the stairs.

"Oh, hey, Vegeta. How was your day? I wish you would have come to the party, but that's alright." She said warmly.

"Maybe next time…Bulma." Vegeta said in a low voice that surprised them both. The sound of her name rolling off his tongue was enough to send chills up and down Bulma's body.

They stared at each other for quite a while. Both wanting to kiss, but both unwilling to make the first move. This was one of those moments that left them frustrated and aroused. Vegeta decided to end it before it got too far.

"Well, good night." He said. Bulma's heart sank, but she put on her best fake smile and nodded.

"Good night, Vegeta."

They parted ways, neither knowing each other's thoughts.

Me: It's short, but that doesn't matter since I'll be updating ever day now. Yes, you heard me right. Time to get these done. If you think their feelings are being rushed…too bad. That's the way to story goes. I never planned on this story being very long. It was just a fun thing I wanted to try. It got a good response, though. It's not finished just yet. Vegeta's getting his attitude back, but give it time, my loves. He is damaged after all. I hope you enjoyed it, even though it was short. I'm sorry for that. Review for me! Savvy?

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