A/N : hey guys got back today and wanted to update so here it is! hope u guys had a great holiday and happy new year hope its a good one! thanks to all my reviewers out there EldestOne, Cappuccino Penguin, koolkat01, debje, bookofcookies89, Vampiress-06, denythefreshmaker, Megami and NairobiDawn, you guys rock, thought u might have liked the last chap! hehe well this is the aftermath so sit back and enjoy! read and review! by the way i have started my newest story called " All I want" its the infamous 3 years and onwards i havn't quiet figured out when im gonna stop but the thing about the story is the beginning its different to anyothers i have read yet so hopefully you'll like please give it a go and review thanks a bunch!

Disclaimer. i do not own DBZ please dont sue DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama.

Kakkarot scowled deeply and wiped away sweat drops that had started to accumulate on his forehead. His eyebrows narrowed as his tried to concentrate on his task at hand. His strong hands skillfully worked together, not letting a single strand slip as he plaited Chi Chi's unbelievably soft hair. The couple finally had a night to relax by themselves, Bulma had to work late, while the other three Saiyans were training new recruits and it was Kakkarot's turn for a night off. So after a delicious dinner (which Chi Chi made and Kakkarot loved) the pair shifted themselves towards the couch where their teenage hormones could take over, which now left them both shirtless, with Chi Chi on top of Kakkarot in a light doze while Kakkarot tried his hairdressing skill's which Chi Chi taught him with her hair. It was a perfect evening until…

"Hi guys! Oh Kami you would not believe my day! Chi put a shirt on!" the beautiful blue haired heiress of Capsule Corporation exasperatingly walked in and flopped herself down on the tattered chair next them.

"Bulma, weren't you supposed to finish work late tonight?" Chi asked with a hint of annoyance that was either ignored or undetected by Bulma who answered by,

"Nup, finished early, I wanted to get out of there so I had to work twice as fast without breaks and Dr. 'Pain-in-my-ass' was, well, a pain in my ass, he was always right in my face, always contradicting me, always insulting me, always ordering and lecturing me even though he doesn't know jack shit about anything, I swear when will he wake up to himself and realize that he knows nothing and that I am better than him in EVERY way! I mean I incredibly more smarter, faster, more efficient, up-to-date and prettier then he could even imagine so way doesn't he just roll over and die somewhere or just back off and give it a rest and acknowledge the fact that I am far superior and that he should worship the ground I walk on?" Bulma sighed, only leaving a speechless Chi Chi to gawk at her and Kakkarot to goofily nervously laugh, both contemplating whether she was being serious or not.

"That's exactly what I wonder about you," said a husky voice, which had just entered the room.

"It seems that you finally understand the concept woman, now just do exactly what you want the Doctor to do to you, to me." Bulma froze when she heard the husky deep voice, and fixed her eyes onto the ground, refusing to engage in eye contact. Ever since that eventful return the pair hadn't spoke to one another, in fact they had both gone out of their ways to ignore each other entirely. Whenever one entered a room the other would leave. Bulma especially put extra effort into avoiding the Prince. She got the others to escort her to and from work, and always found an excuse not to talk to him or be in the same room as him. She was hurt and confused and decided she didn't even want to look at him unless she truly had to. It had been a few weeks, nearly a month after the kiss and she had tried tremendously hard to forget about it. However every night when she lay alone in her bed the memory of the heat from his body radiating on hers and the feeling of completeness of the kiss would engulf her mind making it almost realistic. And now, after days of awkwardness and silence between the two, he initiates a conversation, leaving Bulma speechless.

Chi Chi and Kakkarot stared at Vegeta, who was completely ignoring them, instead was glaring intensely at the only person who refused to look at him. The pair then turned their attention on to a strangely quiet Bulma that shifted uncomfortably under the Prince's gaze, yet refusing to look at him. It was the couple's turn to shift uncomfortably in their seats, so much for a private evening alone; whenever Bulma doesn't have a comeback or a rude remark of some kind then people know something terrible had happen, making the situation more awkward.

"Have you finally lost your tongue woman? Thank kami! I didn't know how long I could have put up with your infernal racquet." Bulma stared at the ground, refusing to bite back.

"Woman, don't think you can just sit there and ignore me, I will not tolerate that sort of disrespect, especially from you."

Bulma didn't move a muscle and remained silent, infuriating Vegeta further.

"Answer me woman, or you will regret it!"

'What? Is he threatening me now?' Bulma still did not answer.

"I swear to Kami woman, stop your childish display, you're acting like an infant and it's really starting to piss me off so just wake up to your self, or shall I have to make you-" Vegeta started to lecture Bulma taking a step towards her, when suddenly she flinched, stopping Vegeta dead in his tracks.

'Did she just flinch?' to confirm his question he reached towards the blue haired goddess making her flinch again and pull away from his touch. Something in Vegeta snapped by her action. He was surprised by her reaction, angered by her defiance but more so saddened that she didn't even want to be touched by him.

"…Woman…" Vegeta advanced to Bulma slowly; however before he could corner her in her seat she jumped up before him, still silent, and stood in front of him for a brief moment, so that he could capture the glimpse of sadness, confusion, disappointment and distance in her eyes, before running in to the solidarity of her room. The room was left in a deafening silence as Vegeta stared hard at Bulma's closed door. He turned around realizing that he was not alone when he saw a stunned Chi Chi and Kakkarot that had witnessed the whole episode. The threesome stared in awkward silence at one another before Vegeta growled and hastily left the room too, leaving Chi Chi and Kakkarot.

"Chi, what just happened?"

"If only I knew Kakkarot."

It had been a week since their last encounter. Bulma was washing her clothes roughly in the sink because the washing machine had broken that day. She could feel hot tears roll down her cheeks as she let out all her anger and frustration on her clothes. She was so mad at Vegeta for kissing her like that then just throwing her away like a piece of trash, then acting as if nothing had happened then had the nerve to shout at her in front of her friends (nothing out of the ordinary though) but threaten her. She knew deep down that he would never hurt, well she hoped. The man was such an enigma and ruthless and cold, yet she still loved him. She could feel it burn bright in the depths of her soul, and it was stronger than before. But the question was, if he hurt her so much, did she really want to love him?

"I'm so fucking twisted" she muttered to herself.

"Well there's something you don't hear everyday, the Great Bulma Briefs doubting herself!" Bulma turned her head to acknowledge the short presence.

"Hey Krillin"

"Hey Bulma, why so down?"

"Nah I'm fine, just having an off day," said lied wit a reassuring smile.

"Um, ok, well can I help you with that?"

"Don't you have training or something?"

"Nup, Vegeta's gone off to train by himself somewhere and Kakkarot has an errand to run and Raditz is somewhere around here, but I thought I'd hang here for a bit."

Bulma flinched at his name, not in fear but in pain.

"Cool here you go" she passed Krillin a t-shirt and smiled and sweet sad smile. Then silence came between the two. Krillin gulped.

"Bulma I heard about Vegeta the other day-"

"Krillin, sorry but I don't really wanna talk about him right now…"

"Sure Bulma…but the thing is Vegeta is-"

"Krillin!"

"Sorry…but Vegeta is-"

"KRILLIN!"

"He's not all that bad…"

"…I know…"

The two stood in silence and Bulma started to concentrate on her washing. She could feel her eyes brim with tears again. She knew he wasn't bad, she just didn't know how to deal with him and their situation right now. Suddenly a huge amount of water splashed her face.

"HEY!" she turned to see a hysterical Krillin. Bulma's eyes narrowed dangerously, and she was about to put the little warrior in his place, but instead grabbed some wet clothes and started to chuck them at him, the first catching him by surprise, but he soon quickly regained his composure and started to dodge the flying garments. Soon an all round water fight broke out between the two, with chucking clothes and flicking water. Krillin grabbed a bra and filled the cups up with water then swiftly attached it around Bulma's bust; Bulma retaliated but grabbing another bra, filling it up with water and dumping it on top of Krillin's bald head. She then got a thong, gabbed a sponge and used the underwear as a slingshot to fire foamy sponges at the shorty. Both of them were laughing hysterically running around childishly until the door swung open. Vegeta appeared in front of them who had a look of shock on his face, but quickly reverted back to his solemn mask. Bulma was soaked that her t-shirt was see through and her blue bra was on, on the outside, her hair was wet and matted to her face, and she was breathing heavily holding her thong.

'What is it with this girl and her undergarments?'

Krillin was now shirtless and also soaked. He eyed the pair that had now locked eyes and shifted nervously under the silence. Vegeta's bore into Bulma's, initially he was going to come in and at least have a fight with her, yet here she was, having a water fight with short stop, he knew he was being irrational but jealously and anger over took him, how was it that she was practically normal around everyone else but him? She hadn't spoken to him and avoided him, to go and have a water orgy with Krillin who was shirtless and she was wearing a bra on the outside and holding her undergarments! Bulma knew Vegeta was mad, but didn't know why, yet in a way she felt like she had betrayed him somehow, which was stupid of course.

'I haven't done anything to him!' shaking her head Bulma broke the gaze and looked down. Only to look up again and see a retreating Vegeta, with hurt staining his eyes.

A/N: yeah i know alittle slow but i promise the next chap will be better. it shows how they both handle their feelings different to wat they are feeling inside, complicated, well thats V and B for you! read and review thanks! .xxx.