Chapter 6
The next morning Bulma's walking down the expansive hallway on her way to the kitchen to join her family for breakfast. It's a long walk there so she has enough time to think about the events of last night.
When she got to her room she was still in a bit of a stupor so she hadn't questioned it too much at the time. Now her mind was clear and to say she was feeling unnerved was a bit of an understatement. Bulma couldn't believe how easily she had offered herself up to Vegeta like she was a hooker in a brothel. 'He must think I'm some kind of a tramp who's easily swayed by a few whispered words and soft touches. Kami, what was I thinking?' She slapped her palm on her forehead. 'That's just it. I wasn't thinking. Ugh.'
That's not the only thing that's bothering her.
At no point during their..moment..did she think about Yamcha. It was only before she'd gone to sleep that he suddenly popped into her mind. The weird part was that she felt no guilt when his face showed up in her mind. She only felt contentment. Even now her guilt wasn't all that high. A while back this would've worried her but now things have changed. Bulma had come to terms that their relationship was over. She'd hardly thought about him in the time he's been gone, her focus more towards the arrogant prince. Even before that, for a long time she'd felt that they were over but had been too stubborn to let go. 'Honestly the only reason I'd refused to let it go was because I didn't want to be alone. Loneliness can be a real bitch.'
Bulma had been alone for the longest time before meeting Goku and the others. Being the heiress to one of the richest companies in the world tends to attract a lot of fake people pretending to like you just because they want a piece of what you have. 'I wouldn't die if I was alone but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the company. But that's besides the point.'
She sighed lightly and waved her hand in front of her face like she was clearing the thought bubbles from in front of her. Even if her relationship with Yamcha was over, that didnt mean she was going to immediately jump over to Vegeta. That just screamed 'harlot'. She also had her pride for goodness sake. Another thing that Bulma had no doubts on was that Vegeta just wanted to hit it and quit it. Despite her (sometimes) overly flirtatious nature, she's not looking for that type of setting. In any case, if she did want to fool around with the bullheaded monarch, she wasn't going to be available when he suddenly wanted her to be available.
All these months he's been hot and cold with Bulma, giving off 'come fuck me' vibes one moment and then giving off an icy attitude the next that just told her to stay back. Then he pulled that little stunt last night that just blew everything out the water. He was messing with her head and playing games with her. Bulma was determined to give that arrogant ass a piece of her mind. She nodded her head in agreement to her thoughts, a firm expression on her face. 'If Vegeta thinks that I'm just an oblivious doormat he can walk all over when it suits him, he's got another thing coming!'
With that thought set in stone Bulma eventually made it to the kitchen and greeted her family as she sat down at the table.
"Good mornin' honey!" Mrs Briefs chirped happily.
"Morning Mama", Bulma replied with a smile. Her mother knew just how to bring a little happiness to her mood, no matter what. She turned to face her father, smile still in place. "Morning Dad."
"Good morning pumpkin", Dr Briefs replied, his head obscured with the newspaper he never failed to read in the morning. His wife used to lecture him about that but eventually gave up and let him be. She still tries from time to time but she knows it's a lost cause. Mrs Briefs put all their plates in front of them before eventually seating herself down at the table.
"Oh dear, has anyone seen Vegeta? He's usually here before we have breakfast," Mrs Briefs said.
"I wouldn't worry about it too much mom. He's probably just off training somewhere. He'll show up when he wants to." Bulma replied nonchalantly.
"Oh that poor boy", Bulma rolled her eyes at that statement, "He works so hard to make sure he can keep us safe from those nasty androids. I'm sure all the extra effort he puts in is to make sure you're the safest of all Bulma." Mrs Briefs cooed at her daughter.
If Bulma had anything in her mouth at that moment, she would've spat it all out in shock. Instead she just looked at her mother with wide eyes and a hanging mouth. "What d-did? Why would you? Where did that come from?!"
Bunny just giggled and said, "Darling, do you really not see the looks that he gives you? They're positively scorching! He obviously has feelings for you Bulma."
And that's my cue.
Bulma quickly finished her food and stood up from the table. "As usual, breakfast was great Mama. I'll be in the GR doing repairs if you need me. Bye!" She got out of there before anyone could say anything.
Mrs Briefs blinked in confusion. "Was it something I said?"
Dr Briefs merely chuckled at his poor wife's puzzled expression, "I think you scared her honey."
Bunny waved a dainty hand at her husband, "Bulma's just in denial. She'll see what I'm talking about soon. Just you wait."
Bulma was in the gravity room, doing repairs to the control unit of the machine. She's on her back, the top half of her body not visible as she's working to fix the problem within the unit. "He probably deflected a stray ki blast towards the unit and fried the system. Stupid male! Why do I always have to warn him about the same things? Am I constantly talking to a brick wall or something?!" She turned the final screw and shut the panel above her. It was done!
"What the hell are you doing in here Woman?"
Bulma screeched at the unexpected booming voice and tried to sit up quickly, causing her to bump her head into the metal above. "Owww! Dammit Vegeta, warn a girl next time! And if you must know, I was repairing the machine that you broke. Again." She slid out and looked up to find Vegeta staring at her legs before going back up to her face. She felt a bit of satisfaction go through her at that moment.
'No matter what race they are or what planet they're from, a man will always be a man.'
She suddenly remembered what she wanted to do if she encountered the arrogant ass. Before Vegeta could open his mouth to respond, she beat him to the punch.
"Listen here buddy boy and listen well because I won't repeat myself a second time. Last night you caught me off guard with your sudden 'come hither' attitude after basically ignoring my existence for a whole month so unfortunately for you, there won't be a repeat performance! If you think that I'm some cheap bimbo who'll spread her legs for you the moment you snap your fucking fingers you've got another thing coming!"
Bulma stabbed Vegeta's chest with her index finger, intent on getting her point across to him. "You don't get to give me the cold shoulder for a month and then come to me when you're all hot and bothered just because you can't find another woman who's able to stand your boorish attitude long enough that she'd be willing to get into bed with you!"
Vegeta suddenly grabbed her hand, not hard enough to hurt but enough to get her attention. "For all your gloating about how much of a genius you are, you really can be an idiot sometimes Woman. Do you really think that I would've wasted my time chasing you for months if all I wanted was a quick fuck? A little full of ourselves aren't we?"
Bulma wasn't buying it though. "A lot of men will spend as much time as you have going after a woman and as soon as she relents, it's wam, bam, thank you ma'am! They live for the thrill of the chase!"
Bulma soon realised that was the wrong thing to say the moment she saw Vegeta's eyes spark with heat.
Vegeta smirked lightly and started walking towards Bulma, forcing her to step back since he was still holding her hand. "You're not wrong about males who get a thrill from chasing a woman for a long time. It makes them feel like they've conquered a worthy opponent. Thing is, I don't work that way. I do like to play games as well, but only for a night. It's all the time I need to seduce a woman until she's putty in my hands and I give her a night to remember."
'Then when it was all over, I killed her. But you don't need to know that part.' He wasn't known as the "Ruthless Prince" for no reason after all.
Bulma feels a slight buzz go through her as Vegeta's words reminded her of the very night that sparked this conversation. She didn't doubt for a second that he knew how to pleasure a woman. No need to let him know that though. "That's real egotistical of you Vegeta. You really think highly of yourself and your 'expertise' don't you?"
Vegeta didn't take the bait, merely shrugging and said, "I didn't hear you complaining."
Prick.
"But this time it's different. I've spent all this time, time I could've spent training to achieve my goal, pursuing you. You'd think it would be obvious but it seems I have to spell it out for you."
Bulma suddenly felt her back hit the wall. 'How do I always end up in situations like this?'
Vegeta caged Bulma by putting each hand on either side of her head. He moved his face closer to hers and whispered in a soft seductive tone, "I want you. Not in a 'wam, bam, thank you ma'am' manner as you so eloquently suggested. It's a bit more permanent than that."
It was almost comical how her eyes widened after she finally put two and two together.
"Wait, a-are you saying…?"
The Prince rolled his eyes at her shock. "Yes Woman. You're my destined mate. Believe me when I say I fought off the notion in the beginning before I came to that conclusion. I've realised that you are my match despite your pitiful strength and the obvious point that you aren't a Saiyan."
She had no words. Bulma Briefs had been stunned into utter silence. She could only stare at Vegeta, still trying to come full circle at his declaration. She blinked rapidly, fighting to come out of her stupor. "Of all the things I expected you to say, that really wasn't one of them."
Vegeta laughed at her expression, it was priceless. "You'll find that I'm a man of many surprises, Woman."
That's for sure.
Vegeta took a few steps back, giving Bulma room to breathe. "Are you done with the repairs?"
"What repairs?", she replied. The Prince raised a questioning eyebrow.
'Oh! The GR repairs. Get your shit together girl!'
"Yeah I'm done with them. Guess I'll just...leave you to it then." She grabbed her toolbox and walked to the door. She suddenly had no fight left in her. Before she left, Vegeta's voice halted her in her tracks.
"Bulma." She suppressed a shiver before turning slightly to face him. "We'll continue with this later." She could only nod before walking out the door. Vegeta turned on the gravity, cleared his mind and phased out of sight.
'What the hell just happened?! I was planning on ripping him a new one, not walking away with even more questions and confusion than this morning!' Her life is just one surprise after another these days. Curveballs were just being thrown at her six ways from Sunday, so much so that she was starting to forget which way was up.
'I have the sudden urge to just take a nice long nap despite the fact that it's only 11 in the morning. Yeah that's what I'll do.' Bulma walked in through the living room and bumped into the wall with an 'oof'.
"I must be more distracted than I thought if I'm bumping into walls now."
Pause.
Hold on a second.
There's never been a wall in this area to walk into before.
'I don't think I can handle any more surprises right now.' She whined internally. She looked up slowly to see the person responsible for blocking her path.
Oh no.
"Hey babe." Yamcha said with a grin before giving her a hug.
Fuuuck.
Author's Note: Guess who's back? Back again? Gosh it's been a minute...or ten lol. Yamcha decided to pay Bulma an early visit. *Insert Kevin Hart* It's about to go down.
For some reason, I'm not happy with this chapter. I looked at it until I was cross eyed but I still feel weird about it. I guess it's cause I'm tired but I have hope that it'll improve with time. Can you guys believe I'm still doing my internship even though other people are at home because of the outbreak? Oh well, perks of working in a hotel I guess. Because if you can't calm your guests then who will?
Anyway, I hope you guys are staying safe during this time. Practice good hygiene and sanitize regularly. Please R and R. Stay cool my dudes! Until next time! RR18