Bulma was mad-no, scratch that, she was FURIOUS!
She stomped into the lab and slammed her hand on the desk.
"That fucking ASSHOLE!" She shrieked.
She couldn't believe him! She thought back to that moment….
Flashback!
Bulma woke up groggily and found that she was lying comfortably in her bed.
She assumed Vegeta had placed her there. She didn't know he could be so considerate.
She smiled. Maybe things had finally changed between them.
Hell was she wrong.
She went downstairs and found Vegeta sitting in the kitchen. Not much of a surprise, really.
She smiled at him. "Hey Vegeta. What's-?"
"Woman, just make me my damn food!" He yelled.
Bulma recoiled in surprise. What the hell was that?
What happened to the gentleman he was last night? He saved her because he cared about her, even a little, right?
Or did he just save her because she was the one building his gravity room? This thought made Bulma furious.
"You BASTARD!" She shrieked, stomping away.
Vegeta stared at her in utter confusion. What the hell was that?
End of flashback!
Bulma looked over her notes, quietly seething in rage. Just when she thought things between them had finally changed, he had to go and ruin everything.
"That dumbass!" She shrieked, hitting the desk again.
She sighed and sank lower into her chair.
Vegeta flew around the house (temporary speed training), still utterly confused.
What had the woman been bitching about? Was it something he said? But all he had done was ask for breakfast.
Then she started bitching about him being a dumbass and an asshole (he heard her from the lab. He doubted there wasn't anyone who DIDN'T hear her) and he still wasn't sure why.
Then again, this wasn't the first time she had screeched at him for no good reason.
There was that time he went into her room when she was changing. She was pretty pissed. She wouldn't talk to him for a week; all she did was glare at him. All he wanted was updates to the gravity room, but try telling HER that.
God, women on this planet were so hard to understand.
Bulma dropped her wrench and wiped the sweat off her brow. After changing into her work clothes (a black tank top, short jeans, black high tops and black fighter gloves) she had worked on the gravity room.
She managed to get the door and a third of the walls done before lunch.
Letting out an exhausted sigh, she left the lab and walked into the kitchen, only to bump into Vegeta. Glaring, she brushed past him and made her way to the stove- only to be stopped by a strong grip.
"Woman, why the hell are you so mad at me?" He asked, keeping a firm grip on her arm.
She looked at him. "It's…..nothing."
Vegeta let her go and sat down. He wasn't happy with her answer, but for now he could live with it. She gave him a weird look before walking to the stove and starting to make lunch.
Vegeta watched her silently, deep in thought. That woman was so damn irritating! She never knew when to give up and she never told him what she was bitching about!
Still….as much as he hated it, he had to admit it was nice. Nice the way she was an equal in verbal spars, nice the way she moves, gracefully showing off her curves, nice the way her blue hair shines in the sun, nice the way her lips looked like he could kiss them forever…
He got up from the table and walked toward the woman.
She looked up from the meat she was cutting. "What do you-?"
But before she had the chance to finish, he grabbed her shoulders and pressed his lips to hers.
Her mind went blank.
She couldn't think, she couldn't move, she couldn't even breath.
All she knew was that one minute she was making lunch, and the next she was being kissed by Vegeta.
She was so….confused! One minute he was saving her life, the next he acted like an ass, and now he was kissing her!
Did Saiyans always have mood swings like this?
She wasn't sure what to do. Kiss him back? Push him away?
Although she was leaning toward the first option, that small amount of judgment she had left was screaming no.
She couldn't be doing this after just breaking up with her boyfriend! She couldn't throw herself at the first guy to make the move!
But her body didn't want to push him away; quite the opposite in fact.
It seemed her body had more control than her reason, because she closed her eyes and kissed him back.
Suddenly, she felt something shove her away and her eyes flew open. "Vegeta, what-?"
But before she could finish her question, he was gone.
Dammit, dammit, dammit!
What the hell had he done? He dashed out of the building and in a flash, he was in the air, going wherever his body would take him.
He was so furious with himself he didn't know what to do!
Why did he do that? One minute, he was watching the woman out of the corner of his eye, the next he was kissing her with enthusiasm he never knew he had!
What made his body react like that?
Flashback!
A thirteen-year old Vegeta dashed through the castle halls and burst into the throne room. "You requested my presence father?"
"I did." The king replied. "You are coming to the age where I must tell you about a very important Saiyan custom."
"What custom?" Vegeta asked, curiosity visible in his young eyes.
"Mating." The king said simply.
"But I know what mating is." Said Vegeta, frowning. Did his father think he was stupid?
"I know that, but I must tell you how to find your mate." The king said with a slight smirk on his face. "The moment you see her, you will have no desire for anyone else. Your body will act on its own, showing affection whether your mind wants to or not. You will have the desire to claim her, to understand her, to create an unbreakable bond. And eventually, you will."
"It sounds like the romance shit you do with mother." Vegeta said in a bored voice, quickly losing interest in the conversation.
The king let out a booming laugh that rang through the throne room. "Yes, I suppose I should expect you to say that." Said the king with a chuckle. "But you'll feel differently when you are older."
Vegeta left the throne room, thinking about the conversation, and rolling his eyes at his father's words.
He'd feel differently when he was older? He snorted.
Yeah, like that was ever gonna happen.
End of flashback!
The present day Vegeta blinked. Why did that memory suddenly occur to him?
He pondered his father's words and suddenly they didn't seem ridiculous anymore.
He thought about the signs his father talked about and his eyes widened.
No, no it couldn't be!
The woman, the bitch of all bitched, the freaking GREASE MONKEY, was his mate?
Oh ho ho! Things are going to get interesting now! Alright, time for the preview:
Bulma tightened a screw on the partially finished gravity room, but that wasn't what she was focused on.
She was thinking about Vegeta.
Why did he kiss her? Vegeta didn't love her, he didn't even like her, he'd made THAT perfectly clear. So why….?
Bulma could still feel the warmth of his lips, surprisingly soft for such a rough person.
Kissing Yamcha had never made her feel this way, nor had his kissing ever entranced her the way Vegeta did.
She then realized she had stopped working because she had gotten too lost in her thoughts.
She cursed, angry that Vegeta had managed to distract her like this.
"That stupid, only slightly attractive jerk!" She muttered, continuing to tighten the screw.
So how's the weather in that great state of denial Bulma? Oh yes, I can promise you one thing: next chapter is going to be quite interesting. Also, Yamcha will come back. I apologize guys, but he does play a role in the story. Ok, time to answer reviews:
FireStorm1991- Heh, I didn't like those creepers either. But hell, it brought them closer together. I've read some of your stories and I think you're a really good author. I've also noticed you don't like Yamcha either. Join the club. J
LP Luna Phantom- Hey, I was more than happy to do an extra long chapter! You know, I've really come to look forward to your reviews. I really appreciate the feedback! ;D
KraZiiePyrozHavemoreFun- Wish granted. :D
devilrun- I've always loved Vegeta and Bulma together too. That's the whole reason I wrote this. (But I'm sure you could guess that)
Thanks for all the reviews guys! I really appreciate it! But remember: it's a crime to read and not review!