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For someone who never really had her hair very long, Bulma quickly combed her hair till it gave a sleek, shiny look. That azure coloured hair touched her shoulders tenderly. With a bit of mascara, and a light application of blush, and her signature lipstick she was set to go. She chose to wear an orange coloured cotton tank top, and dark blue jeans that hugged her curves tightly.

"You're stellar Bulma Briefs!" she said as she glanced at the mirror.

Why has she suddenly felt so cheerful this morning? Perhaps that cold shower did its job? Nah, she knew better, yet somewhere deep inside of her dreaded that the reason her mood shot upright involved a snobby prince with onyx coloured eyes and matching spiky hair. She shook the thought off, and walked downstairs.

Bulma poured some cold orange juice into a clear glass. What a good taste she flavoured compared to the disgusting taste of vomit. The thought of her morning made her stomach bring an uncomfortable feeling. She glanced outside. He was in that cursed training room once again. You would think he would learn from the explosion that nearly killed him, lest I say badly injured him due to his arrogance. He denied that he had been hurt, yet I saw the blood and his body limping for a few days. Those saiyans though, they recover very quickly, and yet he never said a thankyou. I didn't mind, it was Vegeta afterall. Although, I would have minded if that was Yamcha. If that guy was not to say a simple thankyou, hell, I'd dump him faster than you can say Kami! Speaking of that ex-thief, where could he be? We had a fight days ago, but it was nothing out of the ordinary considering our troubled relationship.

Remembering him made her mood suddenly drop into sadness once again. Her smile dissapeared, leaving a lonely trace of misery back into her heart. Bulma walked outside, instantly feeling the cold breeze through her body. She looked up, noticing the skies were gloomy gray, perhaps it was going to rain? She glanced at the training room Vegeta was hard at work in. She should warn him of the upcoming storm, lest he gets out, and gets soaked. She took a few steps towards the room, but stopped herself. Why does she even care? It's not like he's going to listen to her! A few raindrops upon his royal highness won't break him!No, she must at least try, he can become very ill. She knocked on the door, but of course he couldn't hear her.

Bulma returned to her lab, and using her computer, made a digital screen of herself inside the room. She saw him fighting against the robots she had built with the exact compacity to endure the Prince's blows.

"Vegeta!" she said.

He ignored her, and continued fighting.

"Vegeta! Listen will you?!" she insisted once more.

He growled and looked back," What do you want woman! I'm training!" he yelled back.

"There's going to be a storm. Please come inside the building," she said.

He looked at her, his eyes were emotionless. His whole body was soaked in sweat. All this made her blush, perhaps deaf too since she didn't hear his rude reply.

"Wait..what?" she ignorantly asked.

"I said mind your own buisness woman, and leave me alone!"

Her forhead wrinkled as she turned red," Mind my own buisness?! How dare you! You! YOU!" she said pointing her index finger at him," Come inside now Vegeta!"

"No!" he said and flew away from the floating screen.

Bulma sighed in desperation," Please! You don't understand. It's quite a large storm, that room might malfunction in a severe weather storm like this."

"You're room might be fine if that's what you're worried about," he sternly replied.

" It's not the room!" Bulma quickly shot back," I can rebuild one anytime, it's you that I'm worried a-" Her eyes widened.

Her hands shot infront of her mouth as she realized what she had said.

Vegeta raised a brow, and looked back at her in confusion," Me?" he asked in his husky voice.

She turned a bright shade of pink," Uh..well I guess so you're a person afterall..and it's normal to care for a person's wellbeing and everything.." she mumbled.

"Thanks but no Thanks woman. I think a full blooded saiyan as myself can survive this planet's weak weather," he replied," So leave me alone."

"C'mon. Saiyans are still as vulnerable to disease as humans are! You heard that future kid say even Goku died of a heart disease in the future. Now please just get out."

"No! Kakarott might have suffered from a feeble disease, but I will not!"

"Vegeta!"

"Go away!!" he snapped.

Bulma clenched her teeth tightly,"That's it Vegeta! You forced me to do this!" she said as she pushed a button above a blue lever.

"What?!"

The room when pitch black, the sudden gravity came from 300 to normal in seconds. Vegeta almost flew out of balance with the sudden change. He growled. "Damn you woman! Turn it on!" he yelled.

The door suddenly opened, the light nearly blinded him.

"I'm sorry but you forced me! Now, come out of there, and inside right away!" Bulma said as she stepped inside.

"No one gives me orders!" he said and crossed his arms.

"You're worse than a child you know that right Vegeta!" Bulma said as her patience grew thin with the Saiyan Prince.

"Child! Ha! That's a first. You're nobody to demand me anything or call me anything. Now turn this blasted room back on so I can continue with my training!" His hands dropped by his sides.

"No!"

"Do it!" His hands turned into a tight fist.

"No!" Bulma crossed her arms.

"Grr. Damn you and this planet!" he said, and walked past her outside.

"Hey wait!" she said walking behind him," Where are you going? Don't you want to come inside?"

"No! Now listen for the last time,leave me alone. Damn you! Are you deaf or just slow?"

Bulma gasped," Slow?! Hey listen! If it wasn't for me busting my ass on building those damn machines, you wouldn't have a workout group you know!"

"Whatever," he shot back and flew off.

"Fine! Do whatever the hell you want! Go get sick! For all I care! Hmph!" she said and walked back inside," Damn you Prince! You're stupid attidude blinds you sometimes from reason!"

That's two stubborn people for you. :)