Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Violent Love ❯ The Beginning Boils ( Chapter 1 )

Vegeta padded into the kitchen immediately going to the fridge for food. It was 8:30, time he usually came in from his early morning training. Usually he'd go straight upstairs to take a shower and comeback down to find bulma cooking breakfast. But today it wasn't the same.

He had been distracted. He couldn't name what or why but he couldn't seem to focus.

As he turned from the fridge with bread ham and mustard he noticed the petite little blue haired woman looking at him. Actually to be honest she wasn't that much shorter than him.

“I guess your not eating with us this morning?” He took in her appearance. She wore a male shirt and short cotton sweat shorts but what surprised him the most was the shirt she seemed to have slept in was his. He smirked.

“I'm tired of dealing with your baka behavior and ugly loud mouth.”

She quickly grew angry and threw the dish rag at him. He caught it and twirled it then whipped her thigh. She yelped glaring at him.

“Oh yeah let me guess your going to start in on your ridiculious superiority right? The prince of sayian bullshit?”

“I'd be careful what you say woman. You wouldn't want to find yourself next in line behind kakarrott would you?”

She grabbed the towel and tugged it back but he refused to let go.

“I guess I wont have to worry to much since you'll never be able to kill him.”

He hissed becoming annoyed with her smart mouth. He glanced at her mouth and watched those perky lush lips form a smirk.

“You know I could move you up for entertainment. Let you suffer in agony as you watch your family burn?” He growled. But Bulma knew better.

“Who'd fix your precious gravity machine if you kill me?”

“I could let you live I guess but I think I might enjoy torturing you.”

Vegeta tugged on the towel but she pulled back harder. Fed up he pulled the towel hard bringing her face-to-face with him. His face loomed over hers only an inch away.

“And I'd start with punishment for stealing my clothes.” He chuckled satisfied with himself. He let go of the towel and climbed the stairs.

He heard her stomp her foot and growl with frustration before he reached the top of the stairs and he snickered. `Stupid baka onna. She really thinks she can out beat me with words. One day I'll get back at her for all the times she annoyed me.'

He had to admit that the outfit she had chosen had caught his attention in a direction he had never took before. This newfound realization of her beauty marveled him. Now that he thought about it he remembered noticing she wasn't wearing a bra.

Shit! Why was he having these thoughts? Attraction to this human would only slow him down from accomplishing the legendary supersaiyan. The Saiyan no ouji growled shoveling his food into his mouth.

 

He was impossible. Just when she thought she knew what he was up to he turns and acts suspiciously. The limited amount of food he had carried off wouldn't suffice for an hour to him. She wondered if he'd come demand she make him more food.

She ate breakfast with her mother and father and as usual it was silent. Bulma cleaned the dishes and made her way to the bathroom for her shower but she noticed his door slightly open. `He never leaves his door open.' In fact she hadn't been in his room since he moved in.

She pushed the door open.

“Vegeta?” She took a step inside.

“Yes?” Came from behind her.

She jumped almost knocking over the light fixture.

“God damnit Vegeta!” She yelped, “Why the hell do you sneak up on me?”

“Onna for your information I was in the bathroom I did not sneak up behind you. Why have you come into my territory with out my permission?”

“You had your door open…I thought…that…you…it..Oh never mind!” She fumed brushing past him out of his room.

She stormed into the bathroom and undressed turning on the shower. She jumped in and huffed with frustration towards Vegeta. `Why does he have to be such an asshole. I feed him my food, let him use my gravity machine and live in my house! UGH!'

 

After her shower she dressed and went out to the gravity machine which she had noticed wasn't on. She giggled. `Boy Vegeta your gonna get it!' she thought as she punched in the code and the door whooshed open.

She went to the console and typed in some codes chuckling to herself. Then she crawled under the console and pulled out her wrench and pliers and got busy.

Boy was Vegeta in for a surprise.

She installed three boxes under the console that surrounded the perimeter of the machine, concentrating as hard as she could.

She started humming, almost done, the tune to “Its my life” by Jon bon Jovi but stopped for a second to confirm her suspicion of footsteps. `Fuck!'

She continued humming as if nothing was wrong and tightened the last bult. She was about to bundled the wires with electrical tape when a hand gripped her ankle and pulled her violently out from under the console.

“What the hell do you think you're doing woman?”

“I came out here to ask if there was something you wanted me to get from the grocery store and when I opened the door I noticed a warning light going off by the computer. I figured you'd want me to fix it gees!”

“Oh, well hurry the fuck up I don't have all day.” He said as he thrust her back up under. Her head hit the wall and she groaned.

“Asshole” she murmured. Almost being caught she thought to her self she should reprogram the device to operate the next time he used it.

“I heard that wench.”

After she finished under the console she reprogrammed the device quickly and fled.