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Chapter 4. A little HARSH
King Vegeta had seen his son carry many things in his life, which included the severed members of their enemies, but never a tool case and for some reason that spiked his interest and his worries. So he followed his son to the exploration port to the scrap section, saw how he looked around and stopped at the rests of an exploring pod, opened his tool case and started to screw something off.
-I have to ask- the King said perplexed –What are you doing?-
-I need the fuse circuit for the GR- Vegeta took another tool from his toolbox, he almost looked professional
-The expensive training machine?-his fathered asked concern.
-Yes- he said removing the lid of a panel.-
-And why are you doing it yourself- The King seemed intrigue.
-Because, she said the maintenance unit would take up to three weeks to fix it- Vegeta answered as if that explained everything.
-And did you know what you're doing?- the king asked as he saw his son meticulously disassembling a piece and inspecting it.
-I read the manual- Vegeta answered looking at his father –I wasn't going to call her, so she could mock me- disdain running though his features.
-Who would dare to mock you my son?- his father asked outraged.
-Exactly!-Vegeta pointed at his father.
The King was really puzzled –My son you should punish that kind of insolence-
-You would think, right!- he exclaimed to his father.
-Yes, right- the king confirmed.
-But- Vegeta almost look defeated a feature his father never look on his sons-You don't know her.- he pause -I have the feeling that that's not a good strategy-
The King was worried, was there in a universe a being more powerful than his son. Freeze and king Cold were dead –Who is this creature?-
-She's a pebble in my shoe, but I have the feeling that if a retaliate, I'll never hear the end of it- his son explained to him.
-A female? - he asked expectation filling his eyes and Vegeta saw what he was implying.
-No, no father. The woman is the most nauseating being of the universe- he cleared it up.
The heart of his father deflated – Son that brings me to the matter; you have 4 month until coronation, you have to have a queen that sits beside you that day. I want my pension- he looked over his son –No, Vegeta, I need my pension. I have ruled this kingdom since I'm sixteen, with a queen under my arm, by the way-
-You knew mom since you were eight!- he exclaimed.
-And long for her since the moment I met her- The king said with sorrow regret on his eyes. Vegeta pat his shoulder–I think I know what you felt for the queen- Vegeta never knew his mother, so he didn't use that name.
-You found your mate!- the king almost shout –Then why haven't you presented her?- he questioned outraged.
Vegeta paused –It's complicated. I really don't want to get into the details- he blushed –The thing is I lost her- he smiled jittery and the king eyes wide –But, I have a plan hence the party I'm actually been personally coordinating.-
The king sighs -28 are the years established to pass the crown to the successor of the line. Vegeta you're the only one in 10 generations that manage to actually implemented the law, because I'm the first king who had manage to live for so long and I hope you beat that record.- his father pause –Look, I'm almost 60, I'm still a young man, give me my vacations!- he added a little upset. King Vegeta smacked his forehead –I hope you find her or I'll have to choose for you- he patted his son back and walked away.
-Woman!-Vegeta spat through the screen of her wall phone on her lab.
-This is it, this is my penitence- Bulma said dropping her head to her working table. –How did you get my personal number?-
-Stop babbling nonsense and assist me with my problem- he said sharply. –I was training- Bulma raised her head to be struck with the heavenly sight of shirtless Vegeta. His olive skin, that perfectly carved muscles forming ripples over his abdomen making a perfect V that pointed suggestively at the waistband of his spandex pant. She had to remember herself to breath.
-…But the machine don't want to increment the gravity past 40 G, it was fine yesterday.- he ended his sentence. And Bulma was glad she listened to the last part.
She cleared her throat, licked her lips –That sound's more complicated. I think I could send you a maintenance crew, which is never by-
-They would take too long, just walk though it and I'll fix it- Vegeta said taking his gloves off using his mouth, Bulma almost groan, her sexual frustration almost getting the best of her *Remember he is abhorrent* the little voice in her head recall.
-I'll try, let's hope that it doesn't turns into a difficult task for your highness- she said with an air of greatness implanted in her voice and he glared at him. -Down the panel were you set the gravity, there is a lid, open it and pull, gently to see if one is loose-
-There are a thousand wired- he shouted. –I know, have fun!- She smiled -Call me back when you're done for further instructions- like that the connection was lost.
Took Vegeta three hours to find the problem a cable melted and hardened, it almost broke under his touch he dialed a number –Woman- he said when her voice answer –This is the problem, he said placing his phone in a way the scientist could see it then turn it back to him.
She twisted her lips –That's a very serious problem, I really need to replace that whole panel-
-Is there a way to fix it- Bulma smiled this time he didn't demand anything but offered. -Vegeta this is the kind of problems that could get someone kill, is a critical failure of the material, that machine is the first of its kind, I need to reevaluate the components I used.- she said trying to make a point.
-What can I do to make it work while you do that?- He asked, Bulma was clearly in distressed –Woman I'll keep using this machine- he warned. She took a deep breath –Are there additional wires that feel like that?- she asked.
-No, I checked them all- he responded.
-Maybe it's a punctual failure- she said with obvious concern –Fine, I have an idea of something that can sustain, but you have to promise to check that panel wiring every time you're going to turn the machine on. No matter how much time it takes you- she pointed at him in warning.
Vegeta roll his eyes –Please- she said with begging eyes –If that system fails it can be catastrophic, you were lucky that it didn't want to rise the gravity, because it could have been the other way around. Imagine the system incrementing the gravity without any way to stop, the system and its save guard will collapse, they will literally explode- she said in a hectic way –So, please. I'll help you to get it running-
-Fine- he said in a heavy tone and she smiled –Do you own a scouter?- she asked in a velvety voice.
-I think so; I don't use those because I don't need it. Why you ask?- he said as she smiled in delight –Because, inside there's a thick black wire that coils around the headset, if you skillfully take it out, you can weld it as the replacement of the one who's damaged-
Vegeta nod -Then I'll do that- he said as he walked along what look like a long corridor.
-Call me back- she worded and Vegeta raised his eyebrows in surprise -I just want to know you didn't kill yourself, mainly for political and lawsuit issues- she then finishes her transmission.
Bulma was overwhelm, a week ago, her father had talk with her about officially passing the company to her and stepping aside for good, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was been smothered. She was sure she was going to go bald with desperation.
It's not that she couldn't manage the company it was the implications that came along. In a trance with her thoughts she didn't notice when a call was transferred to her laboratory monitor.
-Woman!- a familiar voice startled her, she gave out a loud scream and jumped from her sit, then she turn around to the monitor and frown at Vegeta –I've been calling you, you didn't answer. I had to call to the companies line.-
-And they just let you through?- she asked alarmed at that fact.
-I'm me! - he said as if the allegation was obvious. She shook her head as a sign of her indignation.
-Sure- she paused, she was mad at him for scaring the shit out of her –How's the queen hunting doing? Did you found the woman you're going to make miserable the rest of her life? –she asked aggressively with a fierce gaze.
-First, any woman would kill if it gets her to be named as my queen. Second, that's not why I called- the prince punched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
-Don't tell me- she made a pause for climatic reasons –You have a problem!-
-You're dame right!- the saiyan looked at her royally pissed.
-Look, right know I have a lot in my plate. I'm going next week to replace the gravity simulating system. Can't it wait?- she whining.
-The damned machine doesn't turn on and is not the fuse circuit- he snapped at her.
Bulma gave in -That's odd, the battery on the energy supply system should run up to three years, but then again you're overusing it, by not following the 9 hour rule- she gave him a menacing look –I going to need you to go down for me- she said and Vegeta gave her a wicked smiled–Well, seen that it seems like you really needed, I guess I could go down on you-
Bulma blushed –ON THE MACHINE, YOU ASSHOLE- she corrected –Do you want me to help?- she threaten him and he laughed *Fuck him and his gorgeous laugh* she thought -And for your information if a needed a man to go down on me I wouldn't have to ask for it-
-No, she doesn't- said a male lab assistant that was bringing her some documents. Both Vegeta and Bulma glared at him.
-Are you done, I'm already down THE GR-he said annoyed.
-Open the big circular panel and show it to me- she said –THE PANEL JUST TO BE CLEAR- Vegeta snorted as he took the lid off and place the phone so Bulma could see.
-I'm not a mechanical genius female human, but that seems fried- Vegeta comment as he return his phone to his face.
-You're not wrong about anything you just said- she winked at him and an alarmed inside Vegeta's head turn on, the way she winked at him made him recall some really heated memories. –Vegeta- she yelled –Are you listening?-
-Yes, woman- the prince said concentrating on the task at hand as Bulma spoke again –The battery that supplies energy to the GR is dead, but there's a thick cable that connects to the battery- she said and Vegeta nod –You can pull that out and connected to an external battery, I'm sending you the characteristic of the battery you need- she added while typing something –If you go to where your ships get maintenance they will definitely have one-
Vegeta pull the cable and go out from above the GR –Ok, I received the information- he said checking something. That will be it-
-Wait!- Bulma said without thinking
-Is there anything else I need to know?- The saiyan prince asked.
-Is more like a question I have?- she twitch a little and look straight to him.
-Ask then. -Vegeta was intrigued.
-No, it's nothing, really
-You are not the kind of woman you speaks without a purpose. Most of the time is to be annoying- he said and grin –So, go on.-
-So, you're getting crown as a king in 16 weeks- Bulma paused
-Do you want me to invite you?- he question to see if he could get to the point.
-No!- she shouted and bite her lip. Again Vegeta's head alarm wrung, but was caught off guard by her question –Does that frightens you?-
Vegeta cleaned his posture and with great conviction he answered –No- his tone solemn and calm-I was raised and forge in battle to be a strong king. I will not fail my people-
Bulma laughed and Vegeta's eyes were filled with rage –Sorry, I'm laughing my nerves out. I wish I could have a quarter of you conviction, you seem to have everything figured out-
Vegeta's rage vanished, he saw in her something that she had never shown, fear -You're mistaking I don't have everything figure out, ruling is not an easy task- the man voiced.
She was doing everything in her power not to burst into tears, he could tell –My father wants to turn the company to me, is no kingdom- she smiled sadly.
-Is no less, everyone will depend on you; your actions will define its future- Vegeta said and Bulma panic. -But I like my freedom, I like how simple things are- she said without thinking.
Vegeta gave him a look that she hated; he looked at her with contempt, as if she were less than an insect. –That has a simple solution- he said in the coldest tone he have ever given to her –You just need to grow up- and with that he interrupted the communications.
**Will continue in chapter 5