Vegeta grunted as a huge explosion rocked the desert landscape, and turned round to obliterate one of the other rocks that poked out from the sand. The dust from his latest attack blew around him before starting to fall and settle slowly as he drifted towards the ground.

As he landed he recalled what had made him so irritated to leave to let of some steam. The woman. It had only be a few weeks and she was already a constant source of aggravation for the dark prince, whether it was her shrieking at him for the most insignificant of things, or her continual lack of respect towards him and his demands.

"Damn woman" Vegeta thought as he watched the shards of rock fall around him "She has no respect for her betters, well we will see about that, it's time she leaned her place"

Smirking cruelly at his new idea Vegeta began to consider how he could teach her some humility.

"I really have no desire to kill her" Vegeta resolved, half-irritated at the prospect of not having a simple solution for his greatest problem on the planet. "The others would surely come after me, including Kakarot, and I am not ready yet"

Vegeta's face visibly darkened at the thought of his own weakness, he recalled how helpless he had felt when Frieza had surgically removed his heart, not that he had one anyway. He turned and floated vaguely in the direction of his temporary accommodation whilst still thinking about his revenge on the woman.

"Aha!" Vegeta shouted out to the desert, he had his plan, now to enact it. Flaring his Ki he soared of towards, chuckling darkly as he neared the compound. Oh yes, that spoiled earthling would regret the day she took pity on him.

Meanwhile at C.C

Bulma lay on her bed waiting for Yamcha to arrive and relieve some of the boredom that she rarely felt, after Vegeta had tried to get her to fix the much abused gravity room. She smiled at the memory of the proud prince's slip up when shouting at her, and at how furious he had been afterwards. Not that she needed to be there to know that, the load roar and the hole in five lagers of the C.C building was evidence enough of where the angry prince had shot out of the building. But when she returned to the lab she had lost her interest in the work, so she decided to ring her boyfriend up for some company.

Ding Dong

The bell to C.C sounded throughout the complex. When Bulma heard it she grinned and shot to the door to get some much deserved love from her boyfriend. Opening the door and pulling him in, in one fluid movement.

"Hey Bul – woah!" Yamcha exclaimed as he was yanked into the house by his over zealous girlfriend. Pulling him into a deep hug, Bulma laughed as he slowly responded to the shock of the sudden movement.

"Yamcha!" She grinned at him, "I haven't seen you in an age"

He smiled sheepishly at her and took her hand as they walked towards the sofa.

"Sorry babe, it's just that with the androids coming I have been training a lot you know, and besides it's only been a month" Bulma's smile faltered as she thought of her new house guest with the mention of training "torturing more like it, if it anything like Vegeta's training" the thought as she remembered peaking into one of his training sessions.

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Flashback

Vegeta had only been living at the C.C complex for around a week and already he was demanding upgrades t the gravity room to accommodate his ever increasing power and his relentless desire, no, NEED to become a Super Saiyan.

"Woman, why is your damned machine is not going past 150 times gravity!" Vegeta yelled at Bulma, who was tiredly soldering the circuits to a small device in her room.

"Because your royal ass, I am not going to give you the tools to kill yourself, or more importantly, damage any of MY property!" Bulma turned her attention back to the circuit board and continued to fix the small errors that one of her, now ex-technitions had made to the device.

"Woman that pitiful amount is not enough for MY power, I demand you upgrade it"

"NO Vegeta I am not your slave now kindly leave, so I can do some REAL work!" This time she had not even bothered to look at the irate prince who was glaring at her with contempt.

"I will not warn you again weakli-" Vegeta began to hiss in retort but was quickly cut off as Bulma whirled round to him

"Listen here you pompous prick. I have taken you in and given you somewhere to train so you can help destroy the androids and protect earth, NOT so you can become even more of a jackass and CERTAINLY NOT so you can defeat Goku. So be patient and I will consider upgrading it when I have the spare time!" Bulma finished the rand with a prod of the soldering iron on his pristine armour.

In an instant Vegeta grabbed the smouldering metal at the end of the device and crushed the metal in his fist before replying

"Do not test me woman, or I promise you will not see tomorrow, upgrade the gravity room, now"

Bulma stood there in a slight shock before slowly replying whilst backing away.

"The gravity room was being upgraded today by my father anyway Vegeta, just wait a few hours and it will be able to go up to 300 times earths gravity"

Vegeta sneered at her show of cowardice and strode out of the room to the gravity chamber, intent on seeing if the woman was telling the truth.

Later that night...

Bulma heard the whirring of the new engine in the gravity room and decided to go and take a look at her fathers new handiwork in action. Slowly she approached the metal dome, bathed in the odd red hue of light that the room produced, she continued to inch closer until she could see through the door window at the proud prince.

Vegeta was on his knee's, predictably having gone for 300g straight away and not being able to handle it, he was fighting to stand, fighting to breath, but not giving in. Eventually he stood proudly, back straight and head high, only to descend and actually start to train in these insane conditions, Agony etched on his once stoic face he continued to attempt push ups, before finally deciding to lower the gravity for a warm-up before his intense exercise.

Bulma had been watching this process in wonder and, even though she recognised the sheer arrogance and pig-headedness of the obsessed prince, she respected him a little more after she had seen the extent of his training, and how far he would go to break his own limits, training much harder than Goku had, without a hint of weakness shown to the outside world. Considering this she returned to bed, the dark prince lingering on her mind.

End Flashback

-

Sighing Bulma bought her attention back to Yamcha who had decided to make himself comfortable whilst she got lost in her own memory's. She turned to the television to see what he was watching, and was stunned into silence to see her long time boyfriend watching a show about "exotic" dancing. In her living room. On her t.v. His girlfriend. Anger quickly replacing the shock she felt, Bulma stood up and turned to look down on Yamcha, who had barely noticed her movement.

"YAMCHA, what the hell!" Bulma screamed at her boyfriend. Cowering into the sofa, Yamcha realised what he was doing and where he was, his training had been arduous for him, and he had no time to get out, resulting in taking great interest in the first show that was on, when it was about something he could really pay attention to. So meekly he tried to make an excuse to the irate beauty he had almost forgotten about.

"Uh Bulma it's not what it looks like, this was what was on the channel when I turned the t.v on, I wasn't really paying it any attention."

Bulma fumed at this excuse, but due to the fact that she had been alone with someone who REALLY irritated her for a month beforehand, and that Yamcha was her boyfriend and the fact that he was here was enough. Sighing loudly she calmed down and smiled at Yamcha.

"it's okay Yamcha, I forgive you, I suppose you have been under a lot of stress" Kissing him softly she sat down next to him and hugged him.

"So sweetie, how has your training been so far?"

Yamcha was confused at her sudden change, before quickly accepting this fortunate change and smiling back to her.

"well you know, Its tough, but I can feel myself getting stronger everyday, and I know I will be able to help our friends when we get down to fighting those freaky robots." Yamcha grinned at his own insult and put his arm around Bulma, who was counting in her head to stop herself retorting about the shear stupidity of his insult. Instead she grinned back and pecked him on the cheek.

"That's great Yamcha, I know we can beat them, and I know your power will be a great help to the guys!" "unlike all the other times" she found herself thinking, but she quickly shoved that thought away and settled down into her boyfriends, not really listening as he began a long winded story about baseball, and undoubtedly how he was brilliant at it.

Her eye's shifted to the door at the sound if opening, and in strode the Saiyan prince, with a cruel smirk on his face.

(A/N) ooo a cliffhanger heh, Vegeta and Yamcha in the same room is always a cause for enjoyment, and the Prince will soon get his revenge, don't worry :)