Author's Note: Of course I don't own DBZ but I do own Scatter, Ion, Camino, Leeta and Okara. This story along with two others occurs during the year gap in the Dragonball GT: Combination story and before the Dragonball GT: Shattered Reflection story. All of my Dragonball stories follow the actual timeline and are in a specific order. So, please read, enjoy and please review. Thanks.

Dragonball GT: Passion

Passion: It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, although unwanted, unbidden, it will stir. Open its jaws and howl.

"BRA!" Bulma yelled up the stairs to her daughter.

The kitchen was a total mess. Her daughter had tried to make lunch and food was everywhere.

"GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

"Woman," Vegeta said from the kitchen doorway, "Why are you screaming? I told you I had a head ache."

He was holding an ice pack to his head.

"Oh…Sorry Vegeta," Bulma crossed her arms, "But do you see this mess?"

"Yes I am clearly aware of this."

"Then why are you so calm?"

He chuckled, "Because," he smirked, "I don't have to clean it up."

Her jaw dropped and her face turned into anger.

"VEGETA YOU JERK!"

He dropped the ice pack and held his ears.

"GAH!" he screeched.

She smirked at him.

Maybe I could use this head ache of his to my advantage.

"Vegeta," She said in a tone that told him she was up to something, "Please go get Bra and make her clean this up."

"No."

His face was expressionless.

She grinned, "If you don't I'll scream."

"What? Woman that is no way to treat a prince." he was keeping his voice down so that his head ache wouldn't be as bad. He was also finding it very hard to control his temper.

"Go get Bra," she said calmly.

"I said no." still expressionless.

"IF YOU DON'T GO GET BRA RIGHT NOW…" she continued to scream as Vegeta held his ears and winced in pain.

ARGH! Curse that woman! How dare she?

"FINE I'LL DO IT!"

She shut up and grinned at her victory. Vegeta made his way up the stairs.

Poor guy…well at least I have a weapon against him now.

Vegeta had been having these head aches for weeks now. It was completely tearing him apart. At first he tried to ignore it, but he failed. They had gotten so bad that he couldn't even train. But he still refused to go to the doctor.

So he made his way up the stairs and to his daughter's room. He reached the door. Instead of knocking he just opened it. He almost fainted at what he saw.

"WHAT THE HELL!" he winced in pain as his head ache just got worse.