The big explosion, again (Part 2)

-What are you staring at?"- Vegeta growled when he noticed that she had been looking at him for a while

-"I was just wondering if a saiyan could die of indigestion. I have never seen anybody, not even Goku, eat so much chicken!"- Bulma said, she had been admiring his broad shoulders and the strong muscles of his neck but, of course, she prefer to lick her boots before admitting it to him, she could imagine his smirk and how he would laugh at her. Besides, she was not going to give in and accept that maybe she actually fancied the dark prince a little bit (basically, because she fancied him a whole lot) because that would prove that Yamcha was right and she was wrong, and that was, simply, not going to happen.

-"So Kakarot can´t eat this much?"- was Vegeta´s question.

-"How old are you? Three? I can´t believe that it makes you so happy to think that you can be better than Goku in something, even if it is so useless as eating chicken"- Bulma was so amazed that she forgot that she was actually trying to ignore the fact he was attractive, a verbal fight was starting, and she was planning to win this one.

-"My age is none of your business, woman"- he answered a bit angry, he didn´t want to admit that he was older than her and that in fact he had felt a slight pang of happiness when he thought he had won Kakarot in something. But that didn´t actually matter, Vegeta sensed that the woman was getting ready to fight and that delighted him more than he could admit, the fun was just starting. Darn, he had to confess that he had missed her a lot. She might be a weak earth woman, but she was fun to have around, not all the time, of course….

-"Of course it is not. According to you my only business and purpose in this life is to be your servant, Isn´t it? Well, sorry to break out the news for you, but here, in this planet, in this very same house, the only member of royalty I can see is me…I am the princess here…."- Bulma replied

-"What? You dare compare yourself to me? I am the Prince of all Saiyans, a warrior race, mighty and more powerful than any other. I could erase you from the face of the Earth with a finger"- he yelled at her, enjoying every minute of it

-"To be the Prince of all Saiyans isn´t as important as it used to be since there are only two saiyans left, and one is the stinky being that is eating all of my chicken"- Bulma looked at him and then added-"You really smell like a royal piece of dung…ugh!"

Vegeta was about to reply to that but he did smell awful, he had been training like mad and since she hadn´t been around to remind him that he was all dirty he had not paid any attention to it. Her parents were either to polite or they simply didn´t care, because not once they have mentioned him anything about his personal odour. He raised an eyebrow, considering whether it was better to give in to her demand or to continue the conversation.

-"Well? Is all that dirt blocking your amazing power to produce sarcastic comebacks?"- Bulma continued.

-"If I take a shower would you shut up and let me eat without your constant yapping?"- Vegeta asked not too politely.

-"Deal"- she answered offering her hand

-"Then, move out of my way, woman"- he yelled and walked as mighty as he could towards the shower.

His act was not fooling her, she knew she had won this one, he was doing what he wanted, and in a way she felt that this was just one of the first battles where she will be the winner, although he would act as if he was the one who had all the power. Men, they were such big kids sometimes…she looked at the mess in the kitchen and laughed. It was like having Goku for dinner, although, Vegeta was far more interesting in a certain way. It might be his all-broody attitude but he was quite sexy. She blushed and thanked Kami that she was alone.

Vegeta mused under the shower, that woman was a piece of work. Her body was okay, well, better than that. In fact, she was alluring, especially if you compare her with other women. Not that he had paid much attention to women in his life, at first he had been forced to concentrate only on survival. His father was killed, his planet annihilated, he was as alone as he could be, and he was just a child. But he had his pride, the memory of what his father had taught him about the Saiyan warriors, legendary myths about their strength and fearlessness, and that was all he had back then, memories and a dream, to become strong enough to revenge his lost race.

He shuddered at the memory of those cold and dark years under Frieza´s army. He had been one of the worst killers in the universe but that was all in the past. Or not? Sometimes it was hard to tell. He didn´t felt the same anger, he was obsessed with surpassing Kakarot but killing him didn´t seem such a good idea as before. He let the hot water clean his body and thought about it for a second. Maybe it was this stupid planet, Kakarot was a powerful Saiyan but he certainly lacked the ruthlessness of their people. He had always blamed the fact that he was brain damaged but maybe it was the atmosphere here, or the water…or the women. Vegeta shook his head. What was he doing thinking about women? He needed to focus more on training and less on earthly matters. He turned the water off and put his hand on the handle of the crystal door of the shower. He was busy fighting his inner demons so he didn´t hear her coming in.

-"I am leaving you some towels and clothes"- Bulma was saying while she put them in a nearby table, she heard a noise behind her and turned around, just to find herself face to face with a wet, angry and extremely naked saiyan.

-"Woman!"- yelled Vegeta outraged-"Turn around, now!"

-"What for? I have already seen the goodies"- Bulma turn herself around, her right hand half covering her mouth, she was not sure whether she should laugh at his indignation or just be shocked by his physical appearance.

"How can you….why have you…? Sometimes, you are so vulgar"- Vegeta grabbed a towel and covered himself.

"I said I was coming, I thought you were in the shower or else I wouldn´t have, well, you know. I wasn´t interested in watching a naked warrior, you are all covered in scars"- She replied facing him again.

True enough, his body was a map of all the fights he had won in his life. Bulma was impressed and a bit sad, but not repulsed as she thought she might have been and Vegeta noticed it. A small grin appeared in his face.

-"You like what you see, woman?"- He asked her

-"I told you once that you could live here if you controlled your animal instincts about me. No naughty things from you, mister"- Bulma crossed her arms in front of her in a fashion that looked similar to Vegeta´s

-"What? What are you implying? Do you think I am flirting? You think I could be interested in YOU? Honestly woman, you are more stupid than what I thought, and it was you who interrupted my shower, not the other way around, so do not fool yourself"- He laughed angrily.

-"Fine, as long as we have settled it"- Bulma charged out of the room.

-"I think she liked what she saw"-Vegeta grinned in silence