Chapter 3

Bulma woke up rolling around on her bed, she had felt so strange all night and she had an unsettled sleep. She had been thinking of her date and what Vegeta had wanted last night. She took her knees up to her chest for awhile as she sat in her room alone. She didn't want to get that close to Vegeta until she knew he was meant for her, if she decided he wasn't meant to be her husband then she would have had sex for not reason.

Bulma had never had a boyfriend or had sex before, so this whole thing was a little too much to her for her right now. The blue hair heiress got up and strolled around her room to have a shower and then got some clothing on. The blue haired woman walked down to the halls tired, her hair a mess still and she sat in the kitchen drinking coffee to wake up. She sat as she tapped her spoon on her cup for a moment as she thought about inventions to make, Vegeta sat down with a smirk on his face. He observed her so lost in thought drinking coffee so lost in thought she didn't even know he was here.

Bulma looked up seeing him there observing her and she looked shocked and she jumped.

"Oh Vegeta!" Bulma called out shocked

"Heh it was fun watching you lost in thought, still there is something I still want you to do for me."

Bulma looked up half asleep.

"Huh what is it?" Bulma asked tried

"You still have to cook for me."

She slouched on the table for a moment and groaned as she drank more coffee to try wake up.

"I need to wake up more before that happened." Bulma replied

She lay on the table for a bit and he got up and moved around and sat next to her, he put his hand on her face tracing her cheek for a moment.

"You not a morning person, but it still fun to see this." He said gently

She looked up smiling a little drinking more coffee, she sat up again and stretched.

"I didn't sleep well and I blame you for you that."

He lifts her face up and smirks as he boldly kisses her and she jumped back somewhat, but it wasn't as if she did enjoy it and she looked at him wide eyed for a moment, he moved her hair as she relaxed down.

"I was thinking about how if we had sex before I decide I want you as my husband then I'd throw away something for nothing"

She stood up now as she looked around the kitchen for a moment, she felt more awake now and she could give him a romantic gesture. Bulma Liked the Prince more and more, so she wanted to see him react to her cooking to see how he feels.

" This seems to be a tough subject for you, I get what you are saying and why you don't want to have sex at the moment but when your ready we can do it." He replied in a gentle manner

Bulma found some food that was easy to cook and put it on the counter with a yawn, Bulma looked to him for a moment with a blush on her face.

"Well its kind of a big things to us humans and I've never had a boyfriend before never mind all this. I go out for a dance and I wind up engaged." She sighed

"So that is why your so reserved at the moment, still you've been looking for someone prefect right?

"

Bulma began to try and cook, she thought on his words.

"I thought I found him, but no he wasn't for me, but its hard as an heiress to find someone who isn't after me for power or my money. " She replied dryly

She thought on her words as she cooked, she looked to him a little, was that what he wanted her from her? Then again did it just one dance that made him love her?

"Although that has got me thinking though, it may sounds like I'm begin.. However I need to know this, your not interesting in me for those things right?"

She watched the food cook and she tried not to burn anything this time, frying food is easy but she felt his arms touch her waist and his kissed her neck.

" Your an heiress and it will look good upon me to marry you, but it is not the reason I want to marry you." He explained gently "I feel a connection because of a bound we share I feel it more toward you then you do toward me."

Bulma turned of the gas on the cooker and put the food on a plate, she took his hands off her.

"Well there you go food, but It oshard to believe, we share a bound like... then again your race is very different."

She moved off so he could eat her food, she waited to watch his reaction to her cooking. To him this was a romantic gesture to offer him food and she found it odd herself to allow herself to give him such a gesture.

He tried the food and it was over cooked and a bit burned but he still he tried not tried to hide his disgust. She seemed to watched him and he put the empty plate down.

"It was decent enough food, but your right you are not a good cook."

She giggles as she moved her hair a little.

"I told you that I wasn't, so don't ask for another meal." She replied lightly

He grinned now as he took his arm as he kissed her.

"It was enough you did it though, to show me such a romantic gesture on my behave."

Bulma knew what she was doing and on the one hand she did it so he wouldn't ask her about it again, but on the other hand she knew why she did it. She looked at him and got closer herself to him and wiped some left over food from his face.

"Well I wan to make an effort myself toward you as well, over time and I hope before years end I hope I can grow more feelings for you and then .."

He kissed her now with passion, she grabbed his arm gripping his shirt in her hand. She braked the kiss looking him in the eyes, it was passionate and she felt his love for her in that moment.

She held him close in her hand still, she thought on some things for a moment, she backed away and moved from the kitchen now looking back at him with a look. He noticed the look in her eyes and followed her.

"Vegeta we are still going on a few more date in order to get to know each other better."

Bulma walked toward her room now, she paused in her step as she felt his hand take her hand and kissed it.

" I know what I said before Vegeta about this whole thing."

Bulma sighed, she wanted to do this but she was nervous a well, she opened her door and they walked in. Bulma sat on the bed as he kissed her and pushed he down to the bed kissing her, she kissed him back, still she pushed him back.

"Sorry Vegeta."

Vegeta backed away from her, it seemed this is not what she wanted right now, she still wasn't ready for such a thing.

"It is fine."

He stood up and Bulma looked at him with a sad look, she watched as he closed the door hard and she blinked for a moment.