"Vegeta?"

The saiyan prince made no move to turn his head, but he could sense Bulma peering over at him a few feet where she lay.

"'Geta, come join me."

Sighing, as he knew there was no way out of this until he made a response, strode over and looked at the heiress, who was lying down in the grass.

"What are you doing?"

"Cloud watching," came the answer. Then, "Come on, join me." She patted the grass next to her and grinned at Vegeta, who rolled his eyes and sat down.

"Lie back," Bulma instructed, and Vegeta growled halfheartedly but did as she said, and put his arms behind his head. He glanced over at Bulma, who seemed engrossed in watching the blue sky, but nothing up there really seemed to catch his attention. Snarling softly he looked over at Bulma again, who was so enraptured in her 'could-watching' or whatever that was that she started giggling.

"What?"

"I'm cloud watching, Vegeta. Haven't you done that before?"

Numbly, the prince shook his head, and Bulma gasped, "oh my! You poor thing!"

Vegeta smirked and continued to study the clouds, until-

"See?" she pointed towards a particular puff drifting north, "that one looks like a dinosaur."

Vegeta followed her finger and blinked, yes-he suppoused it's shape somewhat resembled those large reptilian creatures.

"And that one looks like a ship."

He decided to humor her and join this little game, "and that looks like a fish."

Bulma grinned and pointed a few more animal shapes, while Vegeta made some grunts and occasional chuckles. She turned to study his features glinting against the sunlight, and for not the first time, realized that the saiyan was attractive.

Like, really, really attractive.

Vegeta turned to stare at Bulma once more, only to see her looking at him. He smirked, "what?"

Bulma blushed, "nothing."

Vegeta laughed inwardly. He'd always thought only he was constantly -yes, he begrudgingly admitted- checking her out, but it seemed she did the same.

"Do you know who clouds work?"

Vegeta smirked, "of course I do, woman. I'm not an imbecilie."

"It doesn't snow at our part of Japan," Bulma murmured dreamily, "but it does in the northern regions. I went there once-it was amazing."

"I should take you there sometime. It's amazing," she repeated, "you'll like it. Have you seen snow before?"

"It snowed constantly on Frieza's home planet," Vegeta answered, "as well as several planets I've been to."

Bulma grinned, "huh. So snow isn't just an Earth thing?"

"Of course not, idiot woman," Vegeta scoffed, "where would you get that idea from? Of course, because of the varying degrees of temperature, pressure, composition and gravity, not all planets have rain-that is, in water. Some had other dangerous compounds falling from the sky, some nothing at all. There was a certain planet that rained what you earthlings call diamonds."

Bulma listened intently. The saiyan prince was very knowledgeable, it seemed that one should not judge a book by it's cover. Many times she had repeated this phrase in her mind, but Bulma Briefs never really understood it's meaning till now.

Outside a mass murder, inside a teddy-bear book nerd. What were the odds?

Lol, this isn't really a 'question' chapter. I ran out of ideas, but didn't want to leave this un-updated for too long, so I came up with this. Ideas, anyone? Heh, who wants to see Yamcha and Bulma break up?

BTW, the 'not-snowing-in-this-area' was just for the purpose of this fic, cuz I forgot to include snow in the Christmas portion.