Bulma awoke in her bed, alone. She looked around in confusion. She remembered falling asleep with Vegeta in his bed. "Was it just a dream?"

She had dreamt of Vegeta many of times, but never like this. This was real…too real. She got up and got dressed; she was surprised Vegeta wasn't in her room yelling at her right now.

"This is too weird." She thought as she walked to the kitchen.

"Where's Vegeta?" Bulma asked.

"You just missed him; he's in the gravity chamber now." Mrs. Briefs said, giving her usual cheery smile.

"Just my luck." Bulma walked to the living room and sat down on the all-leather couch and turned the giant television on. Her mind kept running with thoughts of Vegeta; she had to talk to him, but she didn't know how. She turned the channel to a soap opera and waited for time to pass.

Bulma began to become impatient, but continued to lay on the couch miserably. She heard a door open, and she rushed to the kitchen instantly. She saw Vegeta standing there, panting.

They stared at each other. Bulma wasn't sure how to act around him anymore, he made her nervous now. Vegeta finally broke the silence.

"Woman, aren't you going to fix me food?" He growled, breaking the stare as well.

Bulma was shocked that he was still calling her woman and treating her like a slave. She walked to the refrigerator to make him the usual 7 sandwiches. As she made them, she and Vegeta exchanged quick glances, like little kids. Bulma game him the sandwiches and he ate them in less than a minute. This never ceased to amaze her.

"Vegeta…I need to talk to you." Bulma said hesitantly.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and said, "Maybe later, I have training to do."

Bulma groaned as Vegeta exited. She couldn't believe this, maybe it really was a dream? She stood there, confused. She had to talk to someone about this…but who? Everyone had such a biased opinion on Vegeta. She decided to call the one person that may be more understanding than the others, her best friend, Rita. She'd never judged her before, and hoped she wouldn't start now. Within 10 minutes Rita was knocking on the door. Bulma quickly answered the door and greeted her with a hug.

"Hey girl! Nice to see you!" Rita said as she returned the hug.

"Nice to see you too, I have a lot to tell you!" Bulma smiled brightly and they walked to the living room. They sat down on the couch and Bulma turned the TV off.

"This must be serious." Rita said, looking at the blank TV.

"Believe me, it is." Bulma said miserably.

"Well spill sweetie!"

Bulma sighed. "Okay…so…you know Vegeta right?"

"Yeah, that douche bag that tried to destroy the world, but is now strangely residing at your house?"

Bulma shot her a glare. "You're not making this easy."

Rita's jaw dropped "What?! I'm sorry! Ok…what's going on with you two?!"

"Um…Well...I'm not so sure…I don't know if it's real or just a dream."

Rita gave her a weird look. "Well, tell me about it?" She said suspiciously.

"It started out as just a normal day. Vegeta and I were yelling at each other as usual…But later on it got weird. He said if I fixed the gravity machine he'd do something for me…" Rita's eyes grew wide with excitement. "And then we almost kissed…But he turned away."

Rita's face went from excitement to disappointment instantly. "But that's not it." Her face then lit up again.

"To put a long story short…We did end up kissing…And we fell asleep together." Bulma's eyes began to shine, picturing all the details of last night.

"WENT TO SLEEP?! That's bull shit Bulma!"

"Rita! You know I'm not easy!" Bulma yelled.

"I know, I know. But damn, He's hot. I'd think he'd make every girl easy." Bulma couldn't help but giggle at her statement.

"Okay? So what's the big deal?" Rita said, curiously.

"Vegeta's a jerk…Even you know that. He'll never admit he has feelings for me, and I'm still trying to figure out if it was a dream or not." Bulma said, looking down and trying not to cry.

"You are being way too dramatic! All you need to do is tame him! And Bulma, that wasn't a dream, and you know it." Bulma cracked a little smile. She liked the sound of "taming" him.

"But what about Yamcha?" Rita said.

"Psh, I don't give a damn about him anymore." Bulma said carelessly.

"Thank god. I was wondering when you were going to give up on him."

"Well should I tell him?"

"Ha! No, let him be surprised. And make sure I'm there when he finds out, his face will be priceless!" They both laughed.

"Well, I gotta be heading out." Rita said, looking at her watch. They both got up and walked to the door.

"Good luck taming the shrew!" Rita said as she hugged her good bye.

Bulma shut the door and smiled to herself. She couldn't wait to see Vegeta again. Only two hours until dinner time. She decided to cook Vegeta a huge dinner. "This will sweeten him up!" She grinned and let out a soft chuckle. She was completing the finishing touches of the grand dinner as Vegeta walked in. He breathed in the magnificent smell.

"Mmm, smells delicious!"

"I thought you might think so!" She smiled and began to set the table.

"Is this a dinner for two?" Vegeta asked, looking at all of the food.

"Yeah, parents are at some science convention, they won't be back until late tonight." Bulma sat down, and Vegeta did the same. He immediately started shoving the food down his throat.

"Mmm! This is the best dinner I've had on Earth!"

Bulma smiled and said "You're welcome."

"So you wanted to talk to me?" asked Vegeta.

Bulma was surprised he even remembered. She started to blush. "I'm just a little confused about something…"

Vegeta then leaned in to kiss her. "Still confused?"

"Vegeta…"

"Shh, you women talk too much." Vegeta began kissing her again. He picked her up in his arms and flew to his room. He layed her on his bed and turned out the lights.