Chapter 4: Bite Me…

BSOD: For a starting out fiction this is going pretty well haha. I would appreciate more popularity though… send the fiction around to your friends! The lemon scene is coming! And an Illustration of Rinna is on its way! Drawn by myself of course!

"Come on Woman!" It's hard enough as it is… I didn't need Vegeta screaming in my ear every five seconds telling me I was pathetic and that I could do better. "Where is your pride? Get off your face and fight me!" Yeah, it was training day with Vegeta and my head was somewhere else. He left me with so many questions in my head by kissing me previously. I felt like I needed more. My dreams were just becoming more and more sexual. In the shower, on the bed, in the gravity capsule; even on the lawn.

I was beaten to a pulp and given no pity. I was glad he wasn't being sexist, but at the same time I thought I deserved special acceptance considering I was weaker and needed to keep my face intact. Or did he like women who had scars and bruises on their faces? Vegeta still couldn't even tell me what was supernatural about me. You would think one of his alien friends would know something! "V-Vegeta," I panted, a puddle of sweat under my body as I managed to get onto my hands and knees. "I'm a-at my limit, please…" I begged him to let me take a break. The pain was too much to bear, as always. I knew I needed to follow through but when your arms feel like they're going to snap off you tend to feel a need to rest them with the fear of them actually snapping off of your being. "It's been hours, I need sleep." I had been training with him since this morning. He woke me up by kicking me off the couch, stuffed food into me, and then dragged me out to the gravity chamber. Didn't he have training of his own to do still, or was this his break?

His face was still hard and unforgiving. There was no way I was going to get out of this without losing feeling of everything. "I told you, until you realize your own power you won't get a break…" and with that, he side swept me with a kick to the face. Yes, he probably enjoyed women with deformities of the face because I was going to have one if he kept kicking my damn face! "I'm a threat! Take me down like you would your enemy!" He instructed me as he walked painfully slowly toward me. There was only one way to get him to stop. But what if my power really wasn't much… would he still bond with me like he was now? "Think about someone who really hurt you and force that aggression on me. Yes, I drowned your puppy," He was just being stupid now. Guessing on random occurrences… maybe if he said it with a bit less sarcasm, "I killed your parents…"

My breathing stopped. Another wild-guess, and yet the room around me froze. I hate my parents, now why should I care if you killed them or not? Something inside of me snapped at that moment. I didn't care for my family; I really didn't, but the thought of losing my family. It was unfair, now why would someone take the only two people that resembled me in any way and kill them? I didn't understand, I couldn't! And yet right here, right now… I felt like I needed to take revenge. "You…bastard." What a cheap shot. I got up on my feet and walked over to him as he walked to me. Things weren't painful anymore. I could walk in the gravity. My heart hurt more than anything right now.

Vegeta wasn't shocked in the least bit. I had a knack for becoming blind with rage. It was partially why he felt a need to poke at me until I snapped. It was intriguing how my mental state shattered with just a simple spoken word. "Come at me woman…" He put his hands up.

Training had become one of my favorite activities. Yet the dreams just became worse. I would soon go mad with another need. This need to confront him about a sexual relation with him was pushed by Bulma. I didn't want to lose Vegeta like I had lost all of the other men that had entered my life: to a prettier young woman. Bulma now brought Vegeta his meals and fought with him until he screamed at her. But the most sickening part was that in the end, I saw the way she looked at him, she was in love. I always bound myself bawling fists around her. She talked about him so lovingly around me as if she were going to marry him the next day. Would I really even get a chance with him? She was everything he could ever want.

I sat outside of the training pod at the tiny picnic table which was just a few feet away. I needed to talk with him about everything. "What are you doing here so early?" He asked me as I looked up from my shoes. Something was…different? "How… did your wounds heal so fast?" I expected he would be somewhat astonished. Well, I could only imagine that he was. It was really hard to tell with him, his face looked the same in every emotion unless he was flustered.

"Oh, Yeah, I found out my power…" I smiled up at him as he made his way over to me, wiping his face with a once dry towel. "Well, my ability is healing," Definitely embarrassing. "I know, not a very powerful power but, it's better than nothing right?" I heaved a sigh. "Vegeta, I need to talk to you about something." I hated speaking to him about awkward subjects; he just stood there with a serious face, his eyes boring into me!

"Healing is a needed skill on the battle field." He grunted. "Though if you get attacked, which you will more often now that you are of use, you won't be able to defend yourself."

"Vegeta, please!" I stopped him, gripping my skirt. "This is serious!" though I knew he was being serious for once. "Training with you is the only thing I enjoy anymore. I threw my homework to the side just to spend time with you and yet," I couldn't help but pause. I felt like I was going to cry. But crying never helped in this situation. "I know you and Bulma have become closer than I can ever hope to be with you… I just want to know if you love me." I held my breath as time ticked by slowly. There was no sound except for the whistling wind around the complex. I knew I was confused and scared as I sat looking at my orange shoes as if that would stop this reality from happening.

Vegeta turned around with no word and started walking toward the door to the house.

"Vegeta!" I looked up, trying to stop him. As if my calling his name would do anything. I really was pathetic.

"I have no need for love, woman! I am a warrior!" he yelled back at me. I never felt my heart break in the way it did just now. That kiss, those dreams were for nothing. Just a fantasy that would never be. "Besides…" I looked up, a bit of hope in my eyes. "Love does nothing but distract you from your real problems…" and with that, he walked into the house and slammed the door. I was alone, scared, and hurt. How did this one man inflict so much pain in me? Maybe it just wasn't meant to be.

After that, I hadn't spoken to Vegeta. I couldn't even look him in the eye at the little parties the Briefs family had, or at the one time of day everyone got together to eat as a family. I went back to my studies in exchange for my training. Though, in order to maintain my strength through the hard times of depression I would blow off steam when I knew Vegeta was off asleep. I felt awful, as if I were doing the wrong thing by acting like a baby. But he broke my heart and now Bulma was hanging off of him as if he were a toy. But the weirdest thing was every time he passed me he would look at me as if expecting an acknowledgement from my being. I was spoiled, so I ignored him even when he handed back my Shakespeare book. I opened it to find a quote about Hamlet's insanity when I found a pink sticky note with a certain something written on it. "Alas, poor Yorik… I knew him well?" I whispered to myself, smiling slightly as I shut the book. Was this to mock me? Vegeta actually read the book? Was this a trick? It had to be. I wish I had found this earlier.

What had changed in the past few months of doing nothing but ignoring Vegeta? Well, The Briefs decided to adopt me into their family formally so that I would have a proper family. I graduated College finally as well! And now as I sat at the dinner table I decided to make an announcement about something near and dear to me. "…I wanted to say something…" I glared as Vegeta continued to eat despite the message to come. "Well despite the lack of manners, it's still a special day. I have become a part of this family by paperwork and kindness and I just wanted to say I'm making the next step in my life towards a better future…"

"Just spit it out woman…" that same growl, it made my skin crawl and my temper raise.

"I'm getting married…" that sure as hell made him choke. Bulma was in totally shock when she heard I was getting married before her. She was so happy and our parents were hugging me and congratulating me. Bulma, I could tell, was furiously happy. But Vegeta, he couldn't believe what I just said. This was the first time I saw that expression. What? Did he expect me to live my life in regret of never getting laid by him? Well, to be quite honest I actually didn't really love this man as much as I loved Vegeta. I still loved him. But I was sure Vegeta realized this as well, for he had gone from shocked to angry, smashing his hands on the table.

"Oh, really? How very mature of you to marry a man you don't even love to mock me!" no one was expecting that. Not even me. "Well, I hope the best for your sham of a marriage! Hmph!" He stormed out of the room leaving everyone silent.

"When's the wedding dear?" Mrs. Briefs asked me in a rather dumb manner. But I couldn't think. Why did he get so upset?

That night I lay on my bed unable to sleep. I felt too deep into thought to sleep. Why did Vegeta show so much emotion tonight, it really wasn't like him? Did Bulma get to him? My questions would soon be answered as I heard my door open. Low and behold it was Vegeta! "What do you want?" I still wasn't happy with him, but I wasn't ignoring him like I had when he left me to rot away with my heart in two.

"Did you listen to a word I said girl?" Girl? I was downgraded from woman to girl! How immature of him! "I know for a fact this man isn't the one you're in love with…"

"Oh, so you know me better than I know myself hmm? Please, do inform me on who I love oh great powerful prince of an exploded planet!" Yes, I knew everything about him now. Goku and I talked for hours about him when I was enamored with Vegeta. "You even said yourself that warriors have no need for love, so you have no clue…"

"Oh will you just shut up for once?" He yelled at me, forcing me to quiet myself. Even now I still obeyed him out of old habit. I was so used to giving him what he wanted just because I loved him. "I said I have no need for love, I didn't say that I couldn't." He shut the door and leaned on it. "I know for a fact that you still love me."

I knew it was true, but I wanted him to leave me alone, to get out of my life so I didn't have to hear the truth from him and admit he was right. "Really, what makes you say that?" I crossed my arms and leaned my back against the wall my bed was pressed against.

"I know for a fact, you have been acting so childishly by ignoring me because I snapped your poor little heart in half." He smirked. What, was this supposed to make me admit it?

"Bite me, Vegeta." I pouted. "You hurt me so that was a faint attempt at hurting you back, but obviously you didn't even feel a thing." His smirk turned into a scowl so quickly it was inhuman.

"So what, you're going to marry a pathetic human man just to make me see my mistake? You're more of an idiot than I gave you credit for!"

"Vegeta!" I cried out at him, pointing at the door. "GET OUT!" I was livid… more than livid. I wish he would just admit he loved me or just let me make my own mistake and watch me suffer without him.

He growled and slammed the door as I he left my room. I felt a hole in my chest as if my heart was gone. He stole it, and now he was going to keep it in a jar instead of give it back to me.

"I did love you, but you rejected me…" I whispered to myself. "Now I don't know what to think anymore…"