Beautiful Beginnings

Dear readers,

I began this story some time ago and the my computer went down and the story was lost to me. I do however feel the need to write again, I have removed the other chapters of this story and will edit them and re-post them in hopes to finish what I have stared. This is my own little story of how everyone's favorite couple got together. It was going to be a one shot but I liked how it was going and I want to write more, I know it isn't a very long beginning, but I will update almost every other day, so I think it makes up for it. This is my first fanfic but not my first story. So I hope I keep ever one in character. Wish me luck.

Yours,

L. Prince

PS. I'm a bit dyslexic, well a lot of bit, so if it really bothers you don't read my story. But know I'll keep going back and keep fixing what I can see. I have an editor but she doesn't read anything I do for fun like this. So I'm on the look out for a fan fiction editor. Post something if it sounds like fun to you.

L

"Woman!" he deep baritone voice could be heard in every room of the capsule corp. building, every room but one.

Bulma sat on her bed with her headphones on writting down some new ideas she had been working on, with any luck it will be the biggest idea to hit the market in sometime.

"Woman!" Vegeta called again, this was really beginning to get on his nerves, it was not his place to find that woman, but her place to come when he called and that was all there was to it. After all he was a prince, and what was she but a simply human, a woman at that. But he had been standing the kitchen for almost a good half an hour now and he simply could not wait any more, because if there was one thing he hated more then going to look for that foolish woman, it was waiting.

With a string of curses that would make a sailor blush Vegeta stomped his way up the stairs to Bulma's room. He raised his hand to pound the door in when he heard a noise. Vegeta pressed his ear to the door, Vegeta had a secret no one knew about, he was curious . He always had been, even since he was a little boy, it had often got him into trouble throughout his life and now was no exception.

What is that? Is she singing?

And she was, Bulma had given up on her writing and was now sing and dancing in the room. In the middle of her solo her stomach began to rumble, time to eat. Bulma tossed her microphone onto her bed after running it through her hair a few times, after all brushes always have made the best bedroom microphone. With a bounce in her step Bulma reached for her door and pulled it open as quickly as she could.

Vegeta, who's ear was still pressed to the door, was not expecting this sudden movement fell face first into Bulma, bringing her crashing down with him.

"Get off of me you hairy ape!" Bulma screeched, trying to kick and wiggle her way out from under Vegeta.

"I'm not on you!" Vegeta retorted "it's you who are under me! Now get up from under me at once woman!"

"Oh that make sense," Bulma laughed sarcastically, "if I'm under you the what are you doing on the floor in the first place Ve-ge-at?" Bulma asked making each syllable in Vegeta's name stand on its own.

Vegeta finally untangled himself from Bulma, and stood up with his back to her and his arms crossed over his chest. A little pink came to Vegeta's checks having been caught at her door, "I was…try to take a nap. It's very hard training all the time you know. I have to rest once in awhile. But what I want to know is why you where under me and not down stairs making me something to eat?"

"Something to eat?" Bulma snorted as she walked past Vegeta and down the stairs, "like that is going to happen."

"Oh yes it will woman," Vegeta called after her as her followed behind her.

"Oh no it won't," Bulma said as she put her head in the refrigerator looking for something to get herself.

"Oh yes it will woman!" Vegeta growled begin to lose his patience with this little dance of theirs.

"The name is BULMA, B-u-l-m-a, Buuuullllmmmma. Not woman, and no, it isn't." Bulma said waving a chicken leg like a weapon in front of Vegeta's face.

Vegeta scoffed, "oh, yes it will."

"And why is that?"

"Because I said so."

"HA!" Bulma took a big bit of the chicken leg, "that is not a reason."

"It's a very good reason I'll have you know woman, now get making, I'm hungry."

Bulma just smiled, "you won't be able to boss me around like you do my mother, I'm not cooking and there is nothing you can do about it. So there."

She turn to leave with a smirk on her face, having won this round. But Vegeta had another idea, he reached out and grabed the top of her pants pulling her back.

"You will make me something to eat or you will regreat it."

This was it, it was all Bulma could take, she trun around to face the over grown child.

"Now see here Vegeta, I'm not you slave, I will not cook for you just because you want me to. In fact I will not do ANY thing you want, JUST because you want me to. You will treat me with a little respect or I won't even help you with you silly little training toys. Do make myself clear?"

And this was all Vegeta could stand, he picked Bulma up and tossed her over his shoulder and carried her back into the kitchen, with her kicking and screaming all the way.

"You put me down right now Vegeta or so help me!"

"You'll what? Kick some more? Because that really seems to be working for you." He put her down in front of the stove and smirked at her, "now you WILL make me something to eat because I asked you to, or you WILL find something awful has happened to your new car."

Bulma turned opened moth a Vegeta, "you won't dare."

He just smirked back at her, "just try me."

She closed her mouth and gave Vegeta a dirty look but began to get things around to cook his meal.

"Now that's a good girl," Vegeta teased her, "bring it out to me when it's done woman." And with that Vegeta smacked her backend and walked out of the kitchen laughing

Bulma turned bright red, but from anger or embarrassment she didn't know.

"Why you good for nothing," she called after Vegeta and through a spoon at his back as hard as she could, missing and hitting the wall. This only caused Vegeta to laugh harder.