Chapter 9

Bulma made her way out of the dining area satisfied with a full stomach. Today had been a great day for her, first was the success of the gravity machine and then the little laugh she got at Vegeta's expense, yeah things were going great. Little did she know that her great day would be put to an end on a rather bad note.

As she rounded the corner she saw Tomara making her way towards her rather angrily. Bulma looked at her curiously as Tomara held her head up high her nose in the air as she tried to make herself look superior to Bulma. However as she passed Bulma she purposely knocked her shoulder into Bulma's causing Bulma to be thrown into the wall.

"Hey what's your problem?!" Bulma shouted at her as she rubbed her now bruised shoulder

Tomara turned around smirking putting a hand over her mouth acting as if she had hurt Bulma by accident said sweetly "Oh sorry, I didn't see you there"

"Pfft don't try that shit with me, you saw me coming from down the corridor" Bulma said glaring at her

"Well then, let's just call this a brief glimpse of what I will do to you if you continue to take what is rightfully mine" she said till smirking

"What are you talking about?! I have done nothing to you, neither have I taken anything that belongs to you!" Bulma said angrily clenching her fists at her side

"Oh don't act dumb you know exactly what I'm taking about! I saw you with the prince earlier, you were basically whining for his attention. First you take him away from me in the throne room and then you try your stunts with him in the corridor" Tomara spat venomously

"Okay wait a minute; you think I'm trying to get Vegeta to take me as his mate?"

Tomara just glared at her in response. Bulma realising that this was in fact what she thought burst out into a fit of laughter bending over from laughing so hard. Tomara just continued to glare at her and crossed her arms over her chest sticking her nose up in the air trying not to look humiliated at Bulma's laughter at her. Bulma was finally recovering from laughing so hard and leaned her hands on her knees trying to control her breathing. Looking up at Tomara she began "Look, Vegeta and I have grown up together we are just friends and nothing more. You probably just misinterpreted our actions."

"That is not the way I saw it. I saw the way he looks at you and that is not the look one friend would give another" she said trying to defend whatever pride she had left

Standing up fully Bulma looked at her straight in the eyes "You're just paranoid to become Vegeta's mate that you are seeing everything as a threat to your goal. Look, as far as I know Vegeta has no interest in you or in taking a mate in general so don't get offended by his actions because, frankly, we're talking about Vegeta here, he offends everyone when he doesn't get his way" she said shrugging. "I don't want to create a rivalry between us due to something that doesn't even exist"

"Well I know what I saw and I am sticking by what I think no matter what rubbish you try to feed me" she said turning around to leave. As she walked away from Bulma she spoke over her shoulder "You would be better off if you left the prince alone. He is mine and I intend to take what is mine no matter who I have to destroy in the process"

Bulma just watched her walk away her eye twitching in irritation. Running a hand over her face she let out a sigh knowing that she would have to deal with Tomara constantly for the next couple of months since she was living in the palace.

She was not afraid of her; she knew that Tomara was just pushing her weight around trying to intimidate her. Well as far as she was concerned she did nothing wrong so she would just continue on as normal and if that happened to upset Tomara that was her own problem.

Gods what was that woman's problem anyways? There was no way in hell there was anything going on between Vegeta and her right? Sure he was attractive, that she had to admit, but they were just friends, she had never seen him as anything more. But she had to admit that the way he had looked at her today did cause something to stir within her. He had never looked at her that way before and she could not determine what that look meant. Shaking her head to dismiss her thoughts, she knew she was probably over-thinking things. There was probably nothing going on with Vegeta she was just tired after her long day and her mind needed a break. Sighing to herself she tiredly made her way to her room to get some well-deserved sleep.

Bulma woke up the next morning to the sun shining in her eyes. Groaning she put her arm over her eyes and rolled over so her back was facing the window, she tried to fall back to sleep. However her sleep was short-lived as her mother burst into her room all smiles.

"Bulma dear, time to wake up" she said cheerfully opening her curtains wider filling the entire room with sunlight. Bulma just groaned in response and pulled the blankets over her head to banish the light from her eyes.

"Come on Bulma, I made a lovely breakfast for you" she said cheerfully. Bulma growled irritably, wondering how the hell her mother managed to be so happy so early in the morning.

"And you have a guest waiting for you"

At that Bulma pulled the blankets away from her head and turned around to face her mother who had now seated herself on the side of her bed. Wondering who would come to see her so early in the morning she opened her mouth to ask but her mother knowing what she was going to ask beat her to it.

"It's that lovely Vegeta. He said you have something to do for him" she smiled happily

Bulma once hearing it was Vegeta put the covers over her head again and turned around to go back to sleep again. She didn't care what he wanted, it was too early for her to be meeting his demands he could wait.

"Oh come on Bulma dear, he is waiting for you. If I were you I would be jumping for joy to be near such a handsome man" she said cheerfully clasping her hands together. Bulma just sighed to herself at her mother's antics. Her mother had been trying to get Vegeta and her together for a long time now and frankly she was tired of it. To be honest it was quite embarrassing especially when she blatantly hinted at them getting together when Vegeta was there. Normally Vegeta would just blush and look away while she wished she could die from embarrassment.

"Just tell him to come back later. It's so early in the morning" she said her face still under the blankets.

"Okay Bulma, but he might not be so happy" she said leaving the room.

As soon as the door closed Bulma snuggled deeper into her blankets trying to get back to sleep. However once again she was denied sleep as the door slammed open and she heard angry footsteps approaching her bed. No guessing who that is she thought tiredly to herself.

"Woman wake up" Vegeta growled out at her still form. Bulma just pretended she was asleep, as she could hear Vegeta getting frustrated at the foot of her bed.

Suddenly she felt all her blankets being yanked off her and her skin exposed to the cool air.

"Vegeta! What the hell?!" she screamed at him lifting herself on her elbows to glare at him

However Vegeta was so caught up in the sight that met his eyes that he didn't even hear the woman screaming at him. He had originally thought that pulling all the blankets off the woman would be a good idea as it would probably shock her and make rather good entertainment for him. However as soon as the blankets had been removed, he had been met with the sight of her clad in her very sparse pyjamas which he soon realised was not actually such a bright idea. She wore very short shorts that lay low on her hips and exposed her long, creamy legs. The large white shirt that covered her upper body had risen during the night and now gave him a peek of the smooth skin across her flat stomach. Her hair was messy around her flushed face and Vegeta could feel his insides starting to stir. To be frank, she looked absolutely beautiful to his eyes. No he couldn't be thinking like this! What was wrong with him anyways?! He had seen her plenty of times in these same pyjamas before yet he had never felt this way every other time! Yeah, there was something definitely wrong here; he couldn't possibly be attracted to Bulma could he?

Shaking his head to banish these thoughts he tried to act as natural as possible. Smirking at the woman he crossed his arms over his chest. "You should really listen when I tell you to do something woman. Maybe then you wouldn't find yourself in this predicament"

"Well maybe if you weren't such an ill-mannered, barbaric jerk you would actually respect a woman's privacy and not barge into her room in the early hours of the morning rudely waking her up by ripping the covers off her bed!" she spat angrily also crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at him

"Ah that's where you're wrong. I represent the epitome of class and sophistication. It's just I see no woman here, only a screaming banshee" he said his eyes glinting knowing he had just set her temper off

"Well if I'm such a banshee then I'm probably unable to help you. SO GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" she screamed pointing furiously towards the door her face red in anger.

"I don't plan on doing anything of the sort until you wake up off your lazy ass and do as I was promised" he said standing up straighter

"What are you talking about?" she sighed running a hand through her hair knowing she was getting nowhere with Vegeta

Vegeta just stared at her as he continued "My father informed me this morning that you would be installing some sort of machine in the royal training rooms today to help improve my training. And if I'm not mistaken it is probably the same machine you promised to show me the other day"

"So what?"

"I demand you make the upgrades now! My training is vital and as your prince it should be your top priority to make sure that it can continue at maximum performance. So get up and do what you need to do." He finished sternly his brows furrowing

"Well you can't make me. I'll do it later" she said falling back on the bed

Vegeta growled at her glaring at her still form. This woman was so damn lazy. Usually he wouldn't have cared but now her laziness was affecting his training and he wasn't going to let his training deteriorate just because of her. Smirking to himself he knew it was time to step things up a notch. This woman wanted to be stubborn, so be it. She would just have to face the consequences.

"Fine woman, you want to play like that" he smirked "But you should be more careful who you mess with"

Before Bulma could even realise what was going on she felt her mattress being lifted up and flipped over causing her to fall on a heap on the floor

"VEEEEGGGEEETTAAAAAA!" she screamed causing the walls to vibrate. Vegeta just stood there smirking with his hands over his ears.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" she shouted her eyes glowing red. Quickly getting up off the floor she ran towards him. Vegeta seeing that she was coming at him used this as an opportunity to get her out of the room. Running quickly out of the room and into the living room with Bulma hot on his heels he stopped when he bumped into her mother.

"Ahh Veget-" she began before Bulma came barging into the room breathing heavily fully intent on murdering the man who dared to wake her up

"VEGETA YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THAT!" she came at him her fists ready for a fight

"Bulma that is not how a lady acts" her mother scolded at her completely oblivious to her daughter's anger

"Yes woman, now behave yourself" Vegeta smirked mockingly

Bulma just ignored them both and tried to punch Vegeta, however he easily caught her fist in his hand. Bulma getting even angrier swung her other fist at his face. Vegeta just sighed to himself as he easily caught her other fist. Maintaining a strong hold on her hands he pulled her struggling form towards his. Leaning down he whispered in her ear "Don't bother trying, I always win"

With that he let go of her hands which caused her to back away from him irritably. Bulma knew that she stood no chance with Vegeta on a physical level and that made her even more frustrated. How dare he just come barging into her room and force her to do his bidding like that?! Well she would just have to outsmart him, catch him off guard. Smirking to herself she formulated a plan in her mind.

"Fine Vegeta, you win. I'll install the gravity machine in the training rooms for you now" she sighed throwing her hands up in defeat.

Vegeta shot her a curious look. Why had she given in so easily? Whenever he had demanded something from her before she normally put up much more of a fight. Either she was planning something or she had finally realised her position to serve him. Following his warrior's instinct he immediately analysed the situation and plotted all her possible motives. Seeing that there was nothing that she could really do to hurt him, his pride took control of his mind, immediately opting for her finally realising her duty to respect and serve him as the prince he is.

Smirking at her and turning his nose up he said smugly "Well, it seems that after 15 years you have finally come to your senses"

Bulma just glared at him trying to restrain herself from smacking that annoying smirk off his face. Just hold on Bulma, a few more minutes and you will get your revenge.

"Follow me" she said turning around to lead him out of the door. Vegeta was so caught up in himself that he didn't even notice that as they passed the couch, Bulma turned around and charged at him. She slammed into him full force causing them to fall in a tangled heap onto the couch.

"What the hell woman!" he shouted trying to get her off of him.

Bulma however had managed to get her bearings together faster than he had and had manoeuvred herself so that she was sitting on top of him, straddling his waist.

"Ha! Take that Vegeta!" she gloated wagging her finger in his face

At this point Bunny had noticed that they were too engrossed in their own affairs to even acknowledge her presence. Smiling to herself she slowly exited the living room to leave them to themselves. Ah it looks like there might be hope for them yet she thought happily before leaving.

"It looks like you just got beaten by a weak earthling woman" Bulma said mockingly

"We'll see about that" he muttered before pushing himself up with Bulma on top of him, but before Bulma could escape he turned around quickly pinning her underneath him

"It looks like you didn't think this one through" he smirked at her

"I'll have you know, I always think things through. In fact I planned for this to happen" she said sticking her nose up in the air confidently

"Oh really, so what are you going to do now?"

"I … uh …" she stuttered, her air of confidence immediately gone

"That's what I thought" he said smugly

Bulma just glared at him, her eyes burning in frustration. "Just get off me Vegeta" she growled out, trying to push him off her. Vegeta however did not even budge and remained firmly secured over her.

"No"

Bulma started to struggle underneath him trying to get him off her. It was then that for the first time Vegeta noticed her scent. It was unlike anything he had ever smelled before and Kami be damned it smelt so … good. He deeply inhaled another breath of her, wanting to fill every inch of his nose with that intoxicating smell. She smelled so sweet, so pure yet spicy at the same time. Both his mind and body became absorbed in her unique scent turning him into a daze. He lowered his head to towards the nape of her neck where the smell was stronger. Breathing in deeply he let out a satisfied sigh as her smell filled his body. Running his nose along the soft skin where her shoulder met her neck he felt her shiver underneath him, her scent getting stronger.

Bulma, on the other hand, was in complete shock at what was happening. When she first saw Vegeta sniffing her she was more than confused and had immediately stopped her struggling. Did she smell bad or something? But then she caught the look on his face and it seemed that he was in some sort of daze. Vegeta had never acted like this before, let alone allowed himself to lose control to such an extent so that she could actually see him looking dazed. What had caused him to act in such a way? Surely it couldn't have been her? She never had this effect on him before, so why now? It was then she noticed the position that they were in and she blushed furiously. She had to admit it did feel good to have his muscled body pressed against hers. No wait where had that come from? Trying to rid herself of these foreign feelings she was suddenly interrupted as she felt his nose running along her skin. At the contact, a spark of electricity ran through her entire body making her shiver. She knew Vegeta felt her reaction considering their closeness but he still continued to nuzzle into her neck.

Wondering if he would have the same reaction if she had to do what he was doing to her to him, she slightly lifted her head to run her nose along the nape of his now exposed neck. Just as she had predicted he also shivered in response however she felt a deep rumble reverberate in his chest. Listening closely it sounded like he was … purring? Well that was strange. As she continued to slowly nuzzle his neck, as he was doing to her, she caught a hint of a slight scent emanating from him. Breathing in deeper she inhaled his masculine scent. Her sense of smell wasn't nearly as powerful as a saiyans yet she could still make out the distinct smell. She wasn't going to lie, he smelled damn good. He smelled so masculine, so … powerful that she just wanted to curl up in his arms inhaling his scent for the rest of her life. It seemed that even his smell showcased the amount of strength he held. Bulma slowly started to lose herself in his scent continuing to nuzzle his neck wrapping her arms around his strong neck. In response Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her closer to his body, his tail instinctively wrapping around her upper thigh. He continued to nuzzle her, uncaring of the fact that anyone could walk in on them.

Just at that moment Bulma's mother walked into the room, a frustrated looking Tomara following her. As soon as Bunny caught sight of the two entangled on the couch she let out a surprised squeal, her hand covering her mouth. Tomara, on the other hand, looked like she was going to explode from anger.

"Oops" Bunny squeaked out. At her voice both Bulma and Vegeta broke out of their reverie their heads shooting up to the sound of her voice. They quickly looked at each other surprised before Vegeta lifted himself off Bulma and stood up trying to banish the blush from the top of his cheeks. As soon as Vegeta was off her she too stood up next to Vegeta straightening her clothes blushing furiously staring at the floor. Vegeta, regaining his composure, turned his attention to the two women who had dared to disturb him.

"Well what do you want?" he growled out furiously

Bulma's mother who was now smiling happily responded cheerfully "This young lady here, came looking for you" gesturing towards Tomara who was now turning an angry shade of red.

Tomara who was trying very hard to maintain her composure in front of the prince growled out through clenched teeth "Your father sent me to call you for breakfast, my prince. Your training partner suggested to me that you might be here"

"Damn Kakarot" Vegeta mumbled under his breath before turning back towards Tomara. "Tell my father I will be there shortly. You may leave now"

Tomara bowed respectfully. Shooting Bulma a death-glare she left the room in a huff.

"Well she seems like a nice girl" Bulma's mother said cheerfully. Both Vegeta and Bulma just turned to her looking dumbfounded. How was it that she failed to see the murderous way Tomara had glared at her daughter? Sighing to herself Bulma ran a hand over her face before turning to head back to her bedroom.

"Where do you think you're going woman?" Vegeta growled out

"To take a shower. Don't worry about you're training, I'll install the gravity machine after breakfast. See you later" she said over her shoulder. Vegeta just grunted at the audacity of that woman. There was no point arguing with her, she would probably just do things her way anyways.

"Ahh that's my Bulma, she really is something isn't she Vegeta?" Bunny said happily turning to look at Vegeta

Vegeta just stared at her, wondering if this woman even had any brains.

"Whatever" he said before leaving the room.

"Oh those two would make such a wonderful couple" Bunny said cheerfully to herself clapping her hands together excitedly.

Vegeta stood in the training rooms leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, quietly observing Bulma as she worked. Breakfast was an interesting ordeal that was for sure. At least Tomara was too busy glaring at Bulma to even bother about flirting with him. Bulma, as usual, just ignored her death-glares as she ate her breakfast, which had angered Tomara even more.

Vegeta chuckled to himself as he remembered how irritated Tomara had gotten that she had eventually left breakfast early. At least he got to finish the rest of his meal in peace. He didn't know what Bulma had done to get her so angry, but whatever she did she better continue doing it. Whenever Tomara was angry at Bulma she usually was too distracted to try and get on his good side.

He was getting sick of Tomara's constant flirting and the way she followed him everywhere he went was starting to annoy him. He couldn't even train in peace as she and her crew were always watching him from the stands. I don't understand why she tries so hard, it's not like I would ever choose someone like her to be my mate he thought. She was definitely not the type of woman he was looking for. The future queen would be unlike any woman that walked the planet. Fiery, determined, strong, proud, intelligent and beautiful were the qualities he was looking for and as far as he was concerned Tomara had none of those characteristics. She was one of the strongest females on the planet that was for sure but that meant nothing to him. He could not see her as future queen, someone he would be proud to have standing beside him as he ruled the planet as king. She was more of a whore than anything else and she disgusted him.

Just then he heard the training room doors open and sighed in frustration as he saw who it was that had walked in. Tomara and all the other saiyan females strutted through the doors wearing next to nothing giggling ferociously as they caught sight of him. He winced visibly at their appearance and glared at them trying his best to scare them away. However they seemed blind to the angry look he was giving them and made their way to the stands that were overlooking the training area.

Bulma, who was working in the centre of the training room busy installing the gravity generator, brushed a strand of hair from her face as she turned around to see who had entered the room. Turning around irritably back to her work when she noticed it was the saiyan females, she shouted over her shoulder to Vegeta "Hey Veg-head, get your fan club outta here. I'm busy working and their stupid giggling is getting on my nerves"

"Deal with it woman. I'm not going anywhere near them" he shouted back

Bulma just huffed in irritation knowing there was nothing she could do to chase them away and tried her best to continue with her work. Vegeta who had now turned his attention back to Bulma, tried rather unsuccessfully to banish the horrid giggling of the saiyan females from his ears. Closing his eyes to calm his growing temper, he knew that he couldn't blast them to the next dimension otherwise he would have his father to answer to, and the last thing he wanted to deal with right now was an angry king. He steered his thoughts in another direction to help distract him from the irritating noise those females were making.

His mind immediately went back to the events that had occurred this morning. He didn't know how he could have let himself lose control so easily. He was not one to let his emotions get the better of him, yet as soon as he had caught a whiff of Bulma's intoxicating scent, his mind went blank and he acted purely on instinct, putting to shame the emotionless mask he had put on for years.

Why was it that it was only now that he had noticed her attractive scent?

He had been that close to her before, yet he had never noticed her smell and from what he could tell she had a pretty potent smell. Her scent was unlike anything he had ever smelt before. It was so delicious, so intoxicating that as soon as he smelt it he wanted to absorb himself in her. He had noticed the smell of other females before but none had ever been as attractive as hers was.

But what did all of this mean? He knew that scent played an important role in saiyan mating. In fact the beginning stages of mating involved both the female and male acknowledging each other's scents and if one of the pair was not satisfied with the other's scent, mating often did not occur.

Did this mean that he was subconsciously attracted to Bulma and was considering taking her as his mate?

No way, he was probably just getting ahead of himself. Maybe he was looking into this much deeper than he needed to. But he couldn't shrug off the feeling he got when he felt Bulma inhale his scent pleasurably. He knew from her reaction that she enjoyed his scent as much as he did hers. Smirking to himself he knew he could use this to his advantage. Maybe he could use this fact to get another opportunity to scent her again.

Shaking his head to clear these thoughts from his mind, he quickly banished these foreign feelings. He knew he couldn't allow this to happen again. After all, this was Bulma he was talking about here, she wasn't even a saiyan. She probably didn't even know what all of this even meant in saiyan terms. There was no way in hell he would be allowed to mate with her, even if he wanted to. His father would probably have a fit if he found out what had just happened. It would probably be best for them both if they just moved on from this moment and pretend it didn't even happen.

Looking at her, he wondered if she was putting as much thought into this matter as he was. Knowing her she was probably so focussed on her work, that she didn't even spare that moment they shared a second thought. However he didn't know how wrong he was.

Bulma's fingers flew expertly over the wiring of the gravity generator as she connected the main console to the training room, making sure to programme the gravity field to cover the entire area of the training facility. It was then she noticed the saiyan females sitting comfortably on the stands overlooking the training area.

Oh how good would it be if she could extend the gravity field to cover the area they were sitting in so that they would get squashed to a pulp when Vegeta started to train with the heightened gravity? She wasn't stupid, she knew they followed him everywhere he went and they watched him train. She had heard Goku complain about them often enough, after he came back from training with Vegeta. Sighing to herself she knew her good conscious wouldn't let her do that, no matter how annoying they were. She turned back to the generator to re-programme the area of the gravity field.

She could feel Vegeta's eyes on her as she worked, but it did not make her nervous as she was used to him watching her while she worked on something for him. But it did annoy her that his presence had brought about the saiyan females who followed him like lap-dogs. However she did get a small sense of satisfaction at the fact that he despised them with a passion. It just didn't feel right knowing that he would probably land up choosing one of them to become his potential mate. None of them deserved that honour and to be honest he didn't deserve to have to put up with any of them. Sighing to herself her thoughts turned towards the events of the morning.

She had never expected to ever share a moment like that with Vegeta of all people. At first when he had started sniffing her she was a little creeped out but when he had started to nuzzle her all thoughts left her mind. It had felt so good, kind of comforting in a way. When she had smelt his scent she became even more dazed.

It was just that he had smelt so good. His scent was so unique, so unlike the scent of any other male. It was like even his scent managed to portray his status above every other ordinary saiyan. She had just wanted to drown in his smell and had started to reciprocate his actions towards her. When she had started to nuzzle him back, she felt so complete, so content at the visible signs he gave that he too was enjoying the moment they were sharing. She had never felt so happy and fulfilled her entire life, even when she was with Yamcha, when she had thought he was the perfect man of course.

It had felt so good to be wrapped up in his arms, his body pressed against hers that she started to yearn for that feeling once again. But she knew that he would probably never allow it to happen again, and now that she thought about it maybe it was better that way. She didn't want to risk the companionship they had. Their friendship was more important to her than anything in the world and she wasn't willing to lose it over some moment of attraction they had shared. Plus, she had to think realistically here. Vegeta was the saiyan prince while she was just some earthling scientist, there was no way in hell that she would ever be allowed to be with Vegeta even if she wanted to.

Sighing to herself she focussed once again on the piece of machinery in front of her, dragging her thoughts away from the arrogant prince. Quickly double checking her work once she was done, she shouted over her shoulder to Vegeta "Hey Vegeta, I'm done. Come here so I can show you how this baby works"

Vegeta just grunted in response. Pushing himself off the wall he made his way towards her, arms crossed over his chest.

"Okay, so basically I have installed a gravity generator to create a gravity field across the entire area of the training room. This should enhance your training, as you can increase the gravity in the room incrementally as your body starts to adapt to the heightened pressure. These buttons here will allow you to choose your desired gravity level, although I don't suggest you strain the generator too much at this stage since this is the first time we are actually using it in practice. Currently the generator can reach 500G's, but as I said before DON'T push it too far. Because I know you, as soon as I am out of this room you're probably going to go all out and overheat the system" she said knowingly crossing her arms and shooting him a warning look.

"Hnn" Vegeta rolled his eyes at her.

"Well anyways, this button here" she said pointing to a big red button next to the monitor that displayed the current number of G's the generator was producing "Is the start button to start up the generator. Currently the generator can hold up for a maximum of 13 hours of straight use, but knowing you that soon won't be long enough. While you use the machine, I will be working on some upgrades to the system to make it more suited to your use, however in the meantime try not to break it. If you experience any problems come see me down in the labs. Well if there are no questions from your part, I will be leaving you to your training."

"Just one thing woman. Does the gravity field extend to the stands where those idiots are sitting?"

Cocking her head to the side curiously she answered him slightly confused as to why he would be concerned about whether or not the gravity would harm them. "Actually, I adjusted the field so it would end just before the stands."

"Dammit" he muttered

"Oh wait I get it now, you wanted the field covering the spectator area so that you could train without them watching you" she smirked trying to hold in her laughter

"Those fools are a nuisance, it would be better if they weren't here" he snorted

"Maybe you should tell them that, instead of complaining all the time" she said placing her hands on her hips

"Are you insane woman?! If my father hears that I have been chasing them away, he will have my head" he grumbled. Suddenly his eyes lit up and smirking he gave her a mischievous look "But I have another idea"

"Oh no I don't like that look on your face" she said nervously

"You can tell them that you couldn't adjust the gravity field and for their safety it would be best if they left" he said still smirking

"No way Vegeta! If they find out I was lying to them just to keep them away from you, they will hate me even more than they already do, and who knows what horrible things they will do to me!" she shouted

"Fine, be a weakling"

"Agggh, I am not a weakling; I am being reasonable. Plus maybe if you weren't so afraid of them you wouldn't have this problem" she said crossing her arms over her chest

"I am not afraid of them!" he roared clenching his fists at his side

"Sure whatever Vegeta. I seriously don't know how you are going to choose a potential mate if you refuse to interact with any females" she said calmly

"I'm interacting with you, and you're supposed to be a female"

"I don't count. Hey what do you mean by 'supposed to be a female'?!" she shouted angrily

Vegeta just smirked to himself. Growling threateningly Bulma turned away from him and started towards the exit. "You know what I don't care anymore, go on don't find a mate, don't become king I don't give a shit!" she shouted exasperatedly throwing her arms up in the air as she walked away from him.

Chuckling to himself, Vegeta watched her leave the training rooms.

The female species, such an enigma.