"Bulma!"
Yamcha stormed over, but halted when he saw the ready-to-kill look on the saiyan's face. Apparently he had interrupted a moment.
"Yamcha... hey," Bulma blushed heavily, holding an empty ice cream cone in her hand. Vegeta, ignoring the human, reached over and took it. He popped it in his mouth.
The blue-haired heiress grinned stupidly, crimson, leaning on the saiyan, who finished off the ice cream cone in two bites.
"Did... did you two just kiss?!"
Bulma nodded. She went to take a bite of the ice cream cone, but missed at the air. Bulma glared at the saiyan. "You stole my ice cream! Again!"
"Do you want another taste?" Vegeta shrugged, flashing the flustered Yamcha a triumphant look, as Bulma flushed deeper.
"Actually," Bulma took a deep breath, "I do."
To Vegeta's disappointment and Yamcha's relief, Bulma moved away from the alien prince and bounded over to the ice cream man.
Yamcha waited till she was out of earshot before whirling to meet Vegeta's unreadable gaze, "I want you to stop messing around with her. Don't break her heart."
He heard a feral growl and took a cautionary step back, as Vegeta bared his fangs, "I find it amusing that you assume I'm 'messing with her', as you so put it," he snarled in a way that told a frightened Yamcha that the saiyan was, in fact, not amused.
The pieces clicked in his head. Did Vegeta just say-
"Hey guys!" Bulma balanced three cones on her hands and bounded over to the duo. "I got you chocolate this time, Vegeta." She handed the saiyan his cone, extra large, as Yamcha took his favorite Caramel. Bulma had another Strawberry.
"So, what were you guys talking about?"
Yamcha opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came to mind, (the real topic of conversation was not to revealed to Bulma) but Vegeta beat him to the chase, "training," he scoffed haughtily, "apparently whatever your weakling training schedule is, it isn't working."
Yamcha bristled at that comment, but admired Vegeta's quick wit.
Damn. Arrogant, smart, determined, stubborn... he really matches Bulma.
"Hey, just because everyone doesn't strive to kill themselves every time they train, like a certain pompous jackass I know, it doesn't mean they aren't working hard! I'm sure you're getting a lot stronger, Yamcha," she grinned at her ex.
Yamcha smiled weakly. Okay, maybe he hadn't been training much. But still! He needed his rest and had a career to keep up with!
"I'm gonna go for sit in the shade for a while. You boys coming?"
Yamcha and Vegeta exchanged a look, and to the ex-bandit's surprise, the latter followed her.