I think I was at that door for at least a half hour when I finally stopped gagging.  True it was the first person I killed.  But that individual in my old body, and I had killed him!  Now I was in this body with no escape save some other unfortunate victim.  But who would I rather have than this?  I sat back to calm my ragged breathing when a thought occurred to me.  I somehow "remembered" how to use this body and it's powers. A miracle in itself, thank God for it though.
    I spat a few more times and frowned.  I needed to brush my teeth.  I headed back inside and found stairs that led to a bvathroom and bedroom.  I was never more happy to see that tooth brush and tooth paste. 
    After brushing my teeth and tongue until all nastiness was gone,  I headed back outside.  It was nice out still.  Very warm, I tried not to smile as I headed inside.  I had to think of something that would piss me off, even though I was feeling rather good despite what I had just done.  But I had to get this damn smile off my face, or at least reduce it to a smirk.
    I knew She was in there and she was perhaps the only one I had to fear.  Did she really know anything about him yet?  She saw him every damn day.  I figured that I should be especially rude to her if I was to fool her.  I walked inside and there she was.  I was feeling nervous tension build up resulting in a weird feeling in my stomach.  Damn it!  She really was beautiful!  The picture I'd had of her in my head hadn't come close.  I couldn't stare, I didn't want to look away and be obvious either.
    "You need something?" she asked, giving me the eye.  Shit!  I dropped my eyes and shook my head and walked past her without a word.  Definitely not normal behavior for him, but damn it,  I was feeling an unfamiliar tightening in my groin and knew enough that I should probably get lost.
    And that's exactly what I did.  I didn't know where the hell my room was.  ASSHOLE!  So far I was doing a great job of fucking everything up.  Maybe I could say I hit my head.  Maybe not ass wipe! Like he'd admit to that! A critical voice in my head shot back.
    "Damn."  An idea came to me while I tried not to be obvious incase that woman was around.  I sniffed my shirt and then lifted my nose to sniff the corridor.   I was beyond relieved that I could follow the scent and find my room.  I went inside and quickly slammed the door behind me.   I tore off the gloves, armor, boots, shirt and pants and climbed into bed totally naked.  It was the middle of the day, but I was suddenly feeling so exhausted and the bed felt so nice.
    I was almost asleep when there was a knock on my door.  My eyes snapped open and anger abruptly washed over me.  There is one thing that REALLY pisses me off.  I hate being woken up.
    "WHAT?!" I practically scream.
    "Vegeta… Are you ok?" it was Her.  Damn it.
    "Go away!"  I yell.  That should get rid of her.
    "Are you sick?" came the quiet reply.  What a nutcase.  Maybe if I ignore her she'll go away.  I hear the doorknob turning.  I sit up quickly and turn to glare at her as she sticks her head in the door.
    "Are you out of your damn mind woman?"  I yell my voice is getting louder and louder but she doesn't seem to notice or care.
    "You don't look so good."  She said sitting down on the side of the bed.
    "What do you want?" I ask quietly yet obvious about my annoyance.
    "I want to know what's wrong with you."
    "Nothing is wrong with me! Except your pissing me off when all I want to do is sleep."  She frowned staring deep into my eyes.  Fearing that she would see an unfamiliar soul peering from the depths I hastily looked away.
    "There is something wrong with you."  She stated matter-of-factly.  I felt my anger growing.  I had to get rid of her and she was making me feel cornered.  Drastic measures were necessary.
    "Get. The fuck. Out."  I hissed.  She blinked but other than that didn't seem phased.
    "Come on Vegeta."  She said softly.  HUH?  This from someone who's supposed to be a hot-tempered bitch?  I flopped back on the bed with a groan.
    "Your retarded."  I murmured.
    "I don't know why I bother."  She snapped, FINALLY getting angry.
    "Oh.  Does that mean your leaving now?  What a shame."  I hissed sarcastically.  I glanced in her direction to see if she was leaving but no.  she sat there still, and even worse, her eyes were full of tears.  Damn it.  Maybe I'm too good at being a prick.  "Look."  I said and then bit my tongue.  What the hell was I supposed to say to her?  'Oh gee, Bulma, I don't want to be such a prick but I have to or else you might figure out that I'm not who you think I am.'  Dipshit.  "I just want to sleep." I mutter.
    "Well I just wanted to make sure you were ok!  Is that alright?  Someone showing concern for the God damn Prince of Saiyans?"  my ears hurt.  Damn she was loud.
    "Why do you bother?" I muttered.  This was getting a little easier I had to admit, if only to myself.  The question seemed to throw her off guard.
    "Because you need someone to care about you."
    "Bullshit.  No one has before, why now?  I've been fine without anyone!" I yelled.
    "I don't think so."  She replied, her tone icy.  I gazed at her for a moment before returning my eyes to a smudge on the wall.
    "You think you know everything don't you?" I replied with a sneer.  "You've grown up with everything you could possibly want in your life.  You have no idea what I want or need."
    "Maybe if you just-"
    "Look!" I snapped, abruptly cutting her off.  "I am sick of this pointless conversation.  I was trying to sleep here and if your going to fucking wake me up and annoy the shit out of me it could at least be for a good reason."
    "Having someone care about you isn't a good reason?"  I bit my lips.  I really wanted to throw her ass out the fucking window but instead I grabbed her arm and stood (in the buff, hell yeah) and pulled her to the door.
    "Vegeta!" she yelled and I loosened my grip but did not release her until she was in the hall way.
    "If you insist on continuing this pointless conversation we can do it later!" and with that I slammed the door in her face, stomped to my bed and threw myself on it.
    "Asshole!" I heard her yell and stomp down the hall.
    "Yeah, yeah.  What a bitch." I mumbled.