[BULMA POV]
Yamcha was being persistent. The most determined I have ever recognized him to be. I don't even believe he tried this hard to have me falling in his arms over and over again. He did not stop. The sound of the phone ringing disturbed me to the fullest. At this moment I was wishing he would give up. Why couldn't he take the hint? Unplugging the phone didn't make it better either. Conscious that Capsule Corp. was an immense name, every front desk had its own hotline and every hotline was telephoned by the idiot who didn't know the meaning of leave me alone.
I notified every front desk, business, lab and each person who had a phone in front of them, to ignore any phone calls coming from a man named Yamcha, or even using the alias Puar. Yamcha assumed he can pull one over using Puar's name just so he can talk to me. I wasn't born yesterday and he of all people should have known better than that.
I truthfully do not understand what I saw in this man. I started to think maybe because he was my first love and everything we wanted was already planned out for us. It definitely wasn't set in stone and I was so thankful to the gods for that. I couldn't be wedded to a man who didn't feel nothing for me, it was abnormal and sinful.
Right now he irritated every cell in my body and even the new ones that formed to replace the old ones. It was serious this time and I was holding to my word. I was not letting in. I didn't want him or anyone. What I really needed was my science and my creations. This time I was in charge of my life, for the first time in a really long time. I didn't have to hear about the rumors. I didn't have to fear about catching anyone in action. I could simply live and I was happy. Hurt. But still happy that I was my own woman. Right now I didn't need anyone.
I had so much to focus on. I had a meeting to arrange for the new upcoming deals that were catching a lot of media frenzy. Capsule Corp., was making key changes by collaborating with other businesses and starting newer charities. I had to plan many events I knew I would for myself show up behind schedule. I called it being fashionable. I also had to test the new prototypes dad created for the police force. Testing these prototypes meant grabbing the fire extinguisher and holding my best friend only known as the first-aid kit. I always prepared for the worst when getting caught up in the lab. The last assignment was to produce fresh new toys for Vegeta. As bad as I didn't want to, it was in my nature to fix things and come across new ways to make them even durable than their prior models.
Vegeta may get on my last nerve and make me think of calling Goku on him, but I always find myself pondering what it would be like to be held in those muscular arms. "I bet he's warm. Maybe he's even soft." I think as I start to close the tabs on my desktop.
Vegeta had been living here for a few months and I picked up on his behavior. He had a schedule. Train. Eat. Train. Eat. Train. Sleep for probably what would seem like two minutes then train once more. This man was hell bent on getting stronger then the day before and training to defeat Goku. If it wasn't for Goku, I believe Vegeta would be a hopeless overweight man, waiting for the next meal every five minutes. Thinking of an overweight Vegeta made me squirm inside. I quickly erased the thought from my mind as I got up and headed to where I knew my father would be. My father practically lived in the lab and if it wasn't for food and nature he would in fact live in here. My father was a wise man and was probably even smarter then Einstein himself, but he sometimes made me question how in the world he actually applies so much time in this lab by himself for hours.
As I walked into the lab I was instantly greeted by my father. He handed me what I believed was outlines and plans for the new designs.
"These are the outlines for the new laser beam and this is the new design for Vegeta. He requested he would have bigger models."
"I'm not creating anything for him until he fixes my door." I said sharply as I thought about my room now being a privacy free zone and I hated it.
"Well it would be nice if you can check the design and correct any miscalculations so I can get started." He said coolly.
Urgh! "I hope that Gravity Room explodes with him in it so I don't have to worry about him!" I said as I sounded more annoyed than ever.
"Well that's harsh." He replied at my annoyed response while shrugging his shoulders.
"You don't know harsh until you walk by my room." I said as I grabbed everything I needed before I headed to my workstation and started focusing on what I actually love.
FEW HOURS LATER
I don't know what time it was or how long I've been working, but I know I probably smelled like a sweaty gym locker and probably missed both lunch and dinner by now. Looking over myself, I had band aids on almost every finger and had dirt all over my lavender tank top. Today was definitely a good day and I hoped for more days like this. Cleaning what I possibly could get off of my hands on my t-shirt, I turned off my workstation light and headed up to my domain.
[VEGETA POV]
I needed to train. To train meant I was getting stronger. I had to reach the legendary level. I needed that power for it was right at the tips of my fingers. It was in my bloodline and yet that clown Kakarot found a way to achieve it. Thinking of that clown made me swing and kick faster than before. Training in 400x gravity was becoming easier every time I commenced warm ups. In order to surpass my enemies I had to become the strongest there ever was. I couldn't let no one or anything stop me. Not even that blasted woman! The training bots increased my training tenfold and training without them made me feel like I got nothing complete. I always felt the need to blast that woman to oblivion every time she opened her mouth. But another part of me felt like getting closer to her and embracing her while she would fall asleep in my arms just because.
I hated to stop training, but my stomach had a mentality of its own right now. I hit the button and the system was shut down. The machine then reverted to earth's gravity level. From there I ended my training for the night. Walking out of the machine I suddenly felt the difference, I felt like a feather in the wind. This only meant my training proved commendable. However, I still preferred the training bots, they made training much more extensive and thrilling.
Walking towards the residence, I noticed the woman. She looked exhausted and beautiful at the same. "Urgh!" Curse these feelings! "I can't keep dropping my guard every time I am near her." I thought strictly. She was coming from the direction of the lab so I quickly assumed she was working on my training bots. Not noticing my speed, I was almost in front of her. She bumped into me and I felt the electricity instantly. If I still had my tail, it would be a dead giveaway of how I felt right now. This damn woman. I looked away avoiding any eye contact with her. I knew where that would lead.
I knew she was glaring at me, I could feel it.
"Are you having trouble walking woman?" I said smoothly with a hint of annoyance.
"Geez, I'm sorry Vegeta I didn't mean to knock into you." She said squarely. I was expecting an argument but she simply apologized and walked around me. I couldn't let her walk away so I effortlessly caught up to her in what felt like maybe three steps.
"Are the bots completed?" I asked.
"You're asking the wrong person, I'm not fixing anything for you remember?"
"Woman are you mad?"
"No, I'm exhausted and don't care for your late night B.S right now." She explained while rolling her eyes.
"What have you been doing in that lab then? Rolling in dirt?" I asked seriously wanting to know the answer.
"Yes Vegeta, that's precisely what I did and I had a jolly good time doing it" she answered sarcastically.
"Listen woman, I want those bots by tomorrow morning!" I said now fuming.
"And I wanted my door fixed by tonight, I guess we all can't get what we want now can we?" She quickly responded while walking away from me.
I stopped walking and was trapped in my thoughts. I wanted to slay this woman. How dare she respond to me that way? Did she forget who I was? Does she not remember what I am capable of? Did she leave her brain back in the lab? I couldn't put it together and reflecting about it made me even more infuriated then I was before. I demanded respect and she crossed me two nights in a row. I wouldn't stand for it any longer and she was going to learn that.
She was in the kitchen when I reached her. She looked calm and relaxed. Oh was she in for a rude awakening. Out of all of our arguments I was going to enjoy this one the most. I was going to make her understand her place when speaking with me. This was the last time she would use such a tone or ever talk back to me.
"Woman what in the hell is your problem? Do you not know who I am?"
"Yeah you're prince asshole in the flesh, anything else?"
"Woman you have crossed me for the last time. It is improper and I will not tolerate it any longer. Do you understand me?"
"It's improper to break ones door but hey it happened right?"
"Woman, what is it with that mouth of yours? You have no right to talk to me in such a manner. I am a prince and you will respect me."
"Respect is earned around here buddy, you should know that by now living on this damned planet."
"Woman that mouth of yours is going to be the cause of your downfall."
"Is that a threat?"
"Keep that mouth shut and you don't have to worry."
"Oh really cause I'm sure Goku has no problem kicking your ass all over again."
"You're clearly mistaken, I exceeded that fool long ago."
She gulped at my reply. I had her in my palm now.
"I don't believe you."
I had my infamous evil smirk across my face. "Oh you better believe it." She was shook now.
"You're a terrible liar, you're not stronger than Goku. I'm positive Goku can wipe the floor with you. He always will."
"Tsk. Believe what you want. That clown cannot outdo royal bloodline. The power within me is stronger than he can even understand."
"Gee if you're so powerful and have so much power within your pedigree why do you need stupid toys to train with?"
"Because they provide a lot more then what you think. They are the reason I will continue to surpass that clown Kakarot. So stop delaying and fix the bots."
"Fix my door and you will get your toys fixed."
"Woman this is not a deal, I demand you fix them or I blow up everything in that lab of yours."
"You wouldn't dare?"
"Try me!"
"Asshole."
"Bitch."
"Dick."
"Wench"
"Ignoramus."
We went on all night calling each other rude vulgar names and arguing about nothing. She would end the argument this time by throwing everything she could at me and finally leaving groaning in defeat. I wanted to toss her out of the window when she first began pitching objects my way. But I was once again caught in those eyes of hers and although they are blue I saw a flame. She was mine.
The kitchen was now a mess and I wasn't cleaning it up. I had hoped she would heed my warning. If there was anything I loved more than training it was destruction. Her bedroom door would be the last thing on her mind if I didn't get what I wanted. Above all, I had proved myself correct, this was undoubtedly the argument I enjoyed the most.
A/N: I know it's probably an awful conclusion, but it was 3 am and it seemed well at the moment. Let me know how I'm doing. What do you want to see more? Longer chapters or shorter? Review and stick around for the next chapter in "Blue Electric Roses."
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-BeautyfullSoul