Vegeta woke up to sound of birds chirping merrily outside his window. He groggily
opened an eye and suddenly let out a yelp.
"Dammit woman! What the hell are you doing?!" He spat at rather smug looking Bulma.
"Oh! The mighty Prince of the Saiyajins wasn't scared was he?" She mocked.
"Of course not baka! There's a difference between being scared and being surprised,
you stupid human!" Vegeta was obviously not a morning person.
Instead of throwing a fit, like she normally would of done, Bulma was just too happy to
get mad at Vegeta. Besides, she was starting to become used to his "foul mouth" and
realized that that was just the way he spoke to people. "Well, someone's in a bad mood
this morning!" she said with a slight smile.
~Oh kuso, I'm in trouble. The woman is smiling.~ He remembered the last time that she
had smiled at someone that she was not particularly happy with, namely Yamcha. She
had smiled so seductively at him when he had come crawling back and then she had
tossed him out flat on his ass. But there was something different about this smile. It
looked like she meant it. That was even scarier.
"Hmph! What are doing in my room, woman, without my permission? Can't I have some
privacy, at least when I'm sleeping?" He said in an annoyed tone.
Bulma was indignant. "Your room?! This isn't your room! This is my house and I'll go
wherever I want!" She immediately realized just how stupid that had sounded and
regretted ever opening her mouth.
Vegeta cocked a brow and smirked at her. "Oh? So just because this is your house,
that means that you have the right to invade my personal privacy? My, I didn't know that
you were such a pervert, Bulma."
That did it. Bulma couldn't hold back her fury any longer. She could feel her face turn
hot as her blood pressure began to rise. "I am not a pervert, Vegeta!! And if I was going
to be one, I would certainly find a better person then YOU to sneak peeks of!!"
Vegeta seemed all the more amused. "Oh really? Than what exactly are you doing
here?" He asked innocently.
~Clam down Bulma, he wants you to get mad. That's what he's aiming for. Don't give in.
He's just trying to provoke you.~ Bulma let out a sigh. "Listen Vegeta, I came up here to
get you up."
Vegeta looked at her suspiciously. "Oh? Why then? You never came up here before."
Bulma was busy poking in his drawers looking for clothes. She looked back over her
head as she smiled and said, "Well, I thought that you might want to go out for
breakfast this morning and then get some clothes. You can't go around in that armour
all of the time, you know."
Vegeta proudly stuck his nose in the air. "Hmph, and why not? I'm a Saiyajin and I'll
wear Saiyajin clothing, thank-you-very-much!"
Bulma just smiled. "Come now, you know you can't. And besides, you might like earth
clothing."
Vegeta just "hmphed" and got out of bed.
"Oh, I forgot that the only clothes that you have are your workout clothes. Hmm..
Oh yeah! I already bought you one outfit. I'll go it! Wait there!" And she excitedly left the
room. Vegeta just mumbled something under his breath and sat back on the bed.
She came back in moments latter with two bags in tow. Vegeta cautiously eyed the
bags and worried as to what the woman could possibly have there for him to put on.
"Here you go Vegeta!" She said happily pulling the clothes out of the bags and holding
it up for him to inspect.
Vegeta eyed the clothes suspiciously. "Umm...Pink?" Was all he could manage to say.
Bulma's smile got even wider. "Oh of course! There's nothing wrong with a guy wearing
a pink shirt! Besides check out what it says on the back!" She then turned it around so
that he could see.
Vegeta couldn't help but grin a bit when he read it. It had the word "Badman" scrawled
across the back.
Bulma beamed as she realized that he liked it. "I thought that it summed you up in one
neat package, don't you think?"
Vegeta's slight grin turned into a full fledged smirk as she passed it him. "Yeah, I guess
that's a pretty good summery."
Bulma had a good feeling that this whole idea of hers was going to turn out just great.
Bulma was down stairs waiting for Vegeta to come down so that they could go.
~And I thought that I was long in the shower~ she didn't know why, but the thought of
Vegeta in a shower was a VERY good thought indeed. ~Now where did that come
from? *giggle* I guess I'm not over that little episode last night. Man, did he ever look
gorgeous....~ Her thoughts were rudely interrupted by her mothers cheery voice.
"Now what are giggling about dear?" Mrs. Briefs asked slyly.
Bulma couldn't help but blush slightly. It was funny to her how her mother always
seemed to know what she was thinking. "Oh nothing really," she lied, "I was just
thinking about a show I saw once."
Her mother didn't seem convinced, but she didn't press the matter further. "Oh well."
she said disappointedly. Her voice then went back to it's normal cheerful tone. "Oh yes!
I almost forgot to tell you! Your father and I are going to be leaving town tonight for
about 2 weeks. Is that OK dear?"
Bulma was used to her parents going and coming all the time so it was no big deal for
her. "Sure mom, no problem." She replied happily.
She then heard someone coming down the stairs. "Oh that must be Vegeta." She then
called up the stairs, "Is that you Vegeta? It's about time! My stomach has been growling
ever since...since..." She just gawked at him as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
~Oh you stud after all Vegeta~ She didn't know why, but seeing Vegeta dressed
"normally" just did something to her. But before she could say anything else, her mother
came rushing over and had draped herself all over him.
"Oh my don't you look handsome!" She gushed. "Goodness me! You're going to have
to fight off those girls with a stick when you go out Bulma!"
~I'll probably have to use something better than a stick~ She thought knowingly to
herself. "Come on Vegeta and let's get some breakfast." She said prying him lose from
her mothers death grip.
"Ok then, have a good time kids!" Her mother bubbled giving the customary Japanese
sign for good-bye, two fingers like a peace sign except with the fingers put together
(that's how Vegeta said good-bye to Trunks, remember?).
Bulma hopped in her car and Vegeta followed suit. "So just where exactly are we
going?" Vegeta asked.
Bulma smiled. "Well I thought that first we'd go for some breakfast and then try and find
some more clothes for you to wear."
Vegeta's face went back to his normal attractive scowl, "And just how long is all of this
going to take? I have training to do you know woman."
Bulma rolled her eyes. ~Should of known that his good behaviour wouldn't last forever~
But she knew that just getting him out hear was a miracle, so she was definitely making
some progress on him. "Well we shouldn't be out to long. If you start to get to edgy than
we'll go back deal?" She said taking one hand off the steering wheel and offering it to
confirm the deal.
Vegeta just stared at it and then looked back over the side of the topless car.
Bulma rolled her eyes and just focussed back on her driving. ~Just what am I getting
myself into this time?~
After having a hearty breakfast, they headed for the mall. Bulma watched Vegeta
closely. He seemed to be completely bewildered, annoyed, nervous and intrigued all at
the same time. "So what so think Vegeta?" She asked hopefully.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking. "Well it's certainly different from
what I'm used to..."
Bulma was suddenly interested in what he had said. It wasn't everyday that the Saiyajin
Prince talked about his past. "And just what are you used to Vegeta?" She asked
encouragingly.
He looked as if he was going to say something else but changed his mind. He scowled
and mumbled, "Nothing.."
Sensing that this conversation wasn't going anywhere, she quickly changed the
subject. "Hey Vegeta! There's the store that we should check first. How about it?"
"Yeah whatever..." He mumbled.
They made their way inside in the store and headed for the men's department. Bulma
started looking through some of the clothes on the rack. She held up a navy turtle-neck
shirt to Vegeta's front. "Hmm...Oh I think that blue really is your color Vegeta." She said
happily.
Vegeta just looked annoyed. She kept picking out clothes and piling them in a couple of
carts for about a half hour. Vegeta looked quizzically at her. "Don't you think that that's
enough already? I probably won't wear half of it anyway."
Bulma finished loading up the 3rd cart and smiled. "Well, it's nice to be prepared you
know. Now can you help me bring the carts over to the counter so that we can leave?"
Vegeta was about to refuse but at the mention of leaving he quickly changed his mind
and started helping with the carts without a word.
Bulma just smiled smugly to herself. ~Can I manipulate a man or what?~
After checking the loads of clothes and getting them packed away in the car, they
started driving back again. Bulma couldn't believe that they had been out for so long for
the sun was just starting to set. She looked over at Vegeta who had his eyes closed
and a smile on his lips. Bulma smiled and turned back towards the road. ~Well, at least
I know that he had good time, wether he'll ever admit it or not.~
As soon as they had gotten home Vegeta had changed into his blue training oufit and
had headed out to the gravity room. Bulma had decided to relax and watch some T.V.
She flipped randomly through the channels until something caught her eye. It was a
breaking news story. ~Hmm.. The last time that I saw one of these it was because of
Vegeta and Nappa and their grand entrance..~ She chuckled but immediately stopped
as she saw what was scrawled across the entire screen. "HURRICANE WARNING".
According to the reporter there was a huge hurricane heading their way and would
making landfall by sometime the next day. She scrambled out of the house and headed
for the gravity room. ~AHH! This is what I get for abandoning T.V for just one day!~
She powered down the gravity room, much to the prince's annoyance, and ran in not
bothering to knock.
"What the hell do you want woman!! Didn't I tell you something about letting me have
my privacy before?!" He spat at her.
Bulma was in to much of a panic to care about the way he spoke to her. "Vegeta!
There's gonna be a hurricane!! We have to get this place ready we..."
Vegeta put a hand up to indicate her to stop. "First woman, what in the hell is a
hurricane?"
She stared blankly at him for a moment before remembering that this was Vegeta. "Oh
gomen Vegeta. I forgot that you wouldn't know what that was." She was regaining her
composure and had gotten over the major shock. "It's a REALLY big storm and if we
don't get this place ready, than we might lose the house or even this gravity room!"
~This is just great. JUST GREAT!!! Now what am I going to do?! Stupid planet and it's
stupid weather!!~ Was what he thought but what he said in a defeated tone was,
"Alright then. What do you want me to do?"
She smiled at his willingness to help. "Right! Follow me!" And with that she walked out
the door beckoning him to follow.
Vegeta picked up his shirt and followed. ~I just know that I'm going to regret this...~