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Chapter three: 1,000,001

"Is that so? Well Vegeta I have something to say to you."

Vegeta could tell that Bulma was getting angry, but why was she getting angry a him? He was only passing onto her what he witnessed at the coffee shop. Why should he get shouted at?

"And that is?" he said slyly yet cautiously. Bulma was not seething with rage and her breathing was hard and short.

"I know Vegeta that you have a repertoire for being the selfish guy, but I never thought you could stoop so low," Bulma whispered to him menacingly while her knuckles turned white on the table.

"What do you mean stoop so low woman?" Vegeta said looking directly at her. The flame in her eyes was surprisingly scary, but Vegeta maintained his cool, collected attitude and waited for her to finally explode in his face.

"I knew from the very beginning that you were jealous of Yamcha and myself, and just because you don't have a girlfriend makes you think that no one else should have one. Well Yamcha loves me so I suggest you get over it you arrogant git and stop making up stories to make peoples lives hell!" Bulma exclaimed viciously as she stood up from the table, her held tight by her sides as if she were trying to force herself to not reach for Vegeta's neck.

"Me? Jealous of you and the fool? I don't think so, if I was jealous that everyone had a significant other would I not be trying to split the clown up from Chi Chi?" Vegeta said as he also stood up, his voice laced with venom.

"So you are trying to break Yamcha and I up, you just admitted it, why Vegeta? Why does it just seem to be Yamcha and myself?"

Vegeta wasn't quite sure on how to answer this, if said what he really wanted to say, then that would be revealing his true feelings for the woman. Finally he figured out what to say.

"I just know for a fact that you can do better, and now I have the perfect reason for you too to split up, but you won't listen to me. I know out there somewhere is a man that deserves every bit of you. That fool that you call a 'lover' now, doesn't deserve you," he said rather loudly.

Bulma faltered, what was Vegeta trying to say? "Are you saying that the only reason you try to break us up is that you know he doesn't deserve me? Yamcha deserves ever bit of me!"

Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle, of course Yamcha didn't deserve Bulma, but why was she trying to say that he did.

"Stop denying it woman, you know for a fact that he doesn't deserve every bit of you, he is a worthless, mendacious, cheating fraud and you know it, so why continue to go out with him? Is it because you have been dating him for a very long time? Can you not handle letting go?" Vegeta said with a frown on his face.

Bulma's blood boiled, why was Vegeta being so selfish and arrogant, why was he giving her a hard time and why was he acting like a cared?

"Vegeta you don't understand love, you've never had it, once you find it you never want to let go-" Bulma said, but Vegeta cut her off.

"Even if it is in the form of a bumbling, cheating fool?" he said smirking.

Bulma screamed, "YOU ARE SO PIG-HEADED, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST GET IT INTO YOUR THICK SAIYAN HEAD THAT I AM IN LOVE WITH YAMCHA AND NOT YOU!" but suddenly she stopped, had she really said that? That she thought Vegeta was so pig-headed because she was in love with someone else and not him? 'No that couldn't be the reason' she thought, then she glanced back at Vegeta again but he remained emotionless and was giving her a hard stare.

"Vegeta, I think it's high time you sorted out your messed up head. Messing with people's relationships is a very bad thing to do. I'm going to go and get some sleep," Bulma said maliciously. Vegeta never flinched and just watched her walk out of the kitchen, but suddenly he started to follow her.

"I can't believe you woman, how can you not see it. He is only here for meals and get a bit o action off of you, when is he ever here for anything else?" he said as he watched Bulma climb the staircase. She stopped near the top of the stairs and gripped the handrail surprisingly tight for a woman of her strength.

"How can you be like this Vegeta, the only reason you don't see Yamcha…IS BECAUSE YOU'RE ALWAYS OUT TRAINING IN THAT BLOODY GRAVITY ROOM!" Bulma yelled, and with that she stormed up the last few stairs in into her bedroom. Vegeta stood where he was, glaring at the stop that Bulma had just been in. 'Why isn't she believing me? Sure I may have told a few…okay 1,000,000 lies, but this time I am telling the truth! I thought she was supposed to be a genius, I thought she would have known when I was telling the truth, but obviously not,' Vegeta thought to himself, but then his thoughts were interrupted by Bulma's bedroom door opening. He looked up to see Bulma already dressed in her nightclothes. Vegeta had never seen her in her nightwear before and it surely wasn't a sight that he would ever forget. She looked beautiful. She was wearing a small grey t-shirt with two red lines of fabric across her chest, inside those two lines there was an image of a dog and beside the dog there were words that read 'Snoopy'. Her bottoms were that of hot pants, and these were also grey and had the same dog on them. These pyjamas hugged close to her slim figure and Vegeta couldn't help but stare, but that was a big mistake.

"WHY DON'T YOU GO AND TRAIN IN THE STUPID GRAVITY ROOM, AND TAKE THIS WITH YOU, YOU IGNORANT PRAT!" yelled Bulma, who was still in an awful temper.

Since Vegeta hadn't been listening to Bulma but merely staring, transfixed at her gorgeous body, Vegeta didn't notice that Bulma had thrown a bottle at him. The bottle smacked him square in the head and surprisingly burst all over him.

Vegeta came out of his reverie and started to splutter. "YOU STUPID WOMAN, LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"

"WELL YOU DESERVED IT YOU STUPID, SNOOTY SAIYAN BIG-SHOT!"

Vegeta growled and stormed off towards the bathroom at the end of the hall, and Bulma headed back into her room and the slam from her door was so loud that even her next-door neighbours heard it.

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Bulma woke up out of her dream rather reluctantly that morning. She had been dreaming of her having unbelievable Super Saiyan powers. She had been beating the living daylights into Vegeta when her alarm had woken her up.

"Stupid alarm clock…waking me up to another crappy Monday morning…should have the thing shot," Bulma grumbled as she heaved herself out of her particularly comfortable bed. She got herself showered and dressed and then headed downstairs to the kitchen, but on her way down she smelled something that she had rather wished she hadn't. 'Oh my god, what is that smell?' she thought to herself as she willed herself not to throw up. She ran to the kitchen to see a sight that really just made her laugh. Even though she hated him right now, Vegeta always did seem to make her laugh.

"Vegeta? What are you doing?" Bulma laughed as she walked over to Vegeta who was staring into the oven. He looked an absolute mess. His cheeks were cover in flower and what looked like red sauce, on his nose there was what also looked like to be ready made pancake mixture, and all down his t-shirt there were remnants of egg whites and egg yoke.

Without taking his eyes off of the oven he said, "Cooking, what does it look like to you woman?"

"A science experiment gone horribly, horribly wrong. What are you trying to make and why are you actually cooking?" Bulma giggled as she watched the Prince.

Still staring at the oven Vegeta answered, "I'm cooking because I couldn't sleep and I am cooking scrambled eggs, pancakes and cereal if it's anything to you."

Bulma's sweat dropped, and she gaped at Vegeta, was he actually serious? "V-vegeta, do you have all of that in the oven?" she said with a slight stammer.

Vegeta finally looked up at her, "Yes…why? I've seen you do it millions of times."

Bulma dropped to the floor, he was serious. She quickly got back up again and tried to keep her face straight. She quickly turned off the oven and opened the oven door.

"HEY! What did you do that for? That's my breakfast woman!" Vegeta exclaimed as Bulma pushed out of her way.

Bulma brought the bowl that had the terrible concoction in it. She looked into the bowl and alls he could see was lumps of egg yokes, lumps of cereal and a whole mess of burning pancake mix.

"Vegeta I think you should let me do the cooking from now on, even if you can't sleep, just wait for me to get up."

Vegeta blinked at her and had an incredulous look on his face, "But I was doing fine!"

Bulma showed him the contents of the bowl. One look made Vegeta want to retch, had he really planned to eat that?

"The only person who would eat that would be Karkarot," Vegeta chuckled as Bulma scrapped the mess into the bin.

"No I don't think Goku would have eaten that, well maybe if he had have been hungry enough, but with Chi Chi as his wife, I don't think he'll ever have to eat food as bad as that," chuckled Bulma as she cleared up Vegeta's mess.

Vegeta looked at her and he could help but get that strange, yet wonderfully warm feeling inside of him that he always got every time he looked at her. 'Curse these stupid feelings! But I suppose if it means loving a woman like her, I think I just might keep them,' Vegeta said to himself as he watched Bulma's hips sway gently as she cleared up his mess. Bulma sensed his eyes on her. She turned around and looked at Vegeta, he met her gaze with a look of his own.

"You know Vegeta, you don't cook scrambled eyes in the oven, well at least I don't. Also you don't use red sauce in pancake mix, and you most certainly don't cook cereal," she said with a small smile. For some reason she could never stay mad with him. Times like these made him seem so innocent, even though she knew he wasn't. He was staring at her again; she blushed and turned back to her cleaning.

"You know, I think we should just forget what happened last night don't you think?" she muttered to Vegeta.

Vegeta's eyes widened, forget? Why did she want to forget? She probably still didn't believe him. He smirked and made a mental note that she would definitely see in time.

"Yes, I think we should," he mumbled. Lie number 1,000,001.

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A/N: OOO what will happen next? I hope you all liked my chapter I certainly enjoyed writing it, it was fun! Please review when ready.

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