Discalmer: I do not own DBZ etc. etc. sigh :(
Vegeta stopped when he saw the weakling mate of the woman in the room; he had never really liked him, he was constantly a pain in Vegeta's side, and, unlike the others, never knew when to shut up to avoid seriously angering the short-fused prince.
Yamcha noticed the Prince walk in before Bulma, since she was barely paying attention to him and thinking of the vast amount of time that the two (her and Vegeta) still had to spend together before the androids.
"What do you want Vegeta?" Yamcha instantly asked as he stood up and got into a loose fighting stance.
Vegeta smirked at this threat, not that he considered it that, and simply pushed past him to the fridge.
"I require food, but that is not really any of your concern is it weakling" He smirked at this comment and watched Yamcha bristle with indignation.
"I'm a weakling am I...Grrrr, I'll show you!" Yamcha knew that he had been training quite hard over the past month, and was sure that he could take on the arrogant prince.
Bulma had snapped out of her thoughts about half-way through this interchange and was considering what to do: She could back-up Yamcha and insult the arrogant bastard now pigging out on her food, but she knew that if Vegeta fought Yamcha then within seconds, Yamcha would be a splat of red on the C.C walls, there was just no contest. Or she could try to calm Yamcha down, whilst irritating Vegeta, shifting his anger focus to her. She decided on the latter, since she was in no mood to have her boyfriend killed in her house today.
"Yamcha, calm it he is irritating you on purpose. Look at him he is enjoying it, he's just sick like that." Bulma repressed the thought that she also quite enjoyed seeing people fluster about when she insulted them, and concentrated on insulting Vegeta.
"Besides- you don't have to worry about him, he will never be half as strong as Goku so we will be fine" She smiled at Yamcha and shot her house-guest an arrogant look of superiority, enjoying the anger that darkened his eyes.
Vegeta was struggling to control his temper now, the blasted woman and her mate had both insulted him, multiple times. The should be DEAD for such insolence, but for some reason he was holding his rage back, he had a plan to complete after all. He returned to focusing on his food.
Bulma was now growing annoyed herself at the princes strange new game, not getting annoyed. So she made one last jab at his pride to check if it really was even Vegeta.
"Come on Yamcha let's leave Veggie alone, I am sure that he prefers to be alone, after all that time he spent following Frieza like a lost dog" Bulma made this last attempt at an insult, not realising how deep it it, or how much it hurt Vegeta to think about his time with the twisted lizard. In an instant Vegeta was on his feet, shouting his rage.
"HOW DARE YOU!" He screamed at Bulma's shocked face, she had not expected to get him so worked up in one comment.
"You insolent little bitch! You have fucking everything don't you, you lead a pampered life from your parents fucking cash reserves and you know NOTHING about my past! Nothing woman, so I would leave now, before I do what I should have done the moment I met you!" Vegeta ended his rampage with a deadly threat, but saw that the Woman and her pathetic "boyfriend" here still staring at him.
"NOW!" He slammed his fist down on the kitchen counter, twisting the entire row of surfaces into a deformed lump of metal.
The two scurried out, even Bulma was not fool-hardy enough to stand around Vegeta when he was in this kind of a rage, best to leave the angry prince to brood. Yamcha laughed out loud at Vegeta's sudden change in attitude.
"Man, that guy cannot keep his cool, he must have a rod up the rod in his ass." He laughed at his own joke and put his arm around Bulma, who was walking next to him in deep thought. "I wonder what he meant about his past? I thought he was born a cold monster like that, maybe he wasn't? Was his past really that bad, I would have thought he would enjoy the life of the solider and the privileges that come with it. Then again he does seem to loathe Frieza more than anything else. What happened to him? I have to know." Bulma finished her thought on this and resolved to find out more about her shady house guest, her minding instantly working on strategies to achieve this.
Vegeta however was once again torturing himself in the gravity room.
"How dare that woman think she knows me!" Vegeta roared at himself, doing push-ups under 150x gravity.
"I will show her! I will show all of those pathetic earthlings when I blow up this miserable planet!" At this thought Kakarot stopped his happy chain of thought. Vegeta growled at the thought of the orange wearing clown.
"NO! I will defeat Kakarot, I will obtain my destiny and become the legendary!" Vegeta trained faster and harder after this thought, struggling under the intense gravity.
He paused his session briefly when he remembered his payback on the woman. Vegeta smiled evilly and resumed his training, he would need to act soon to enjoy his revenge, the 'conversation' in the kitchen had made him forget about his plan, well after he had been insulted by the bitch and her lapdog. No, he had not forgotten completely, merely put it out of mind, and now, with this new insult from her fresh in his mind, he decided it was time to pay her a visit, for some long-awaited pay-back.
(A/N) No pay-back yet I'm afraid, but the board is set and the pieces are moving, Vegeta will get his revenge next time guys :D This chapter is a bit shorter than I would have liked but it serves it's purpose I suppose, hope you enjoy it!