Please Stay With Me

" I assure you, I'm anything but little. But of course you already knew that," I felt him grin against my ear, but I couldn't argue.

"I don't know, I think I need a demonstration,"

She was the beautiful heiress, he was the bad boy Prince with a body to die for. After Frieza's defeat on Namek, Bulma offered Vegeta a place to stay. But little did she know, it was far more than what she bargained for.


5. Chapter 5- Let The Games Begin

Disclaimer: Don't own. *tears up* I wish I did!

Chapter 5: Let The Games Begin

Bulma POV

"Baby, please, come on, I'm sorry!"

I threw another one of Vegeta's training bots at his head. "Yamcha, I said you're to get the hell out here!" I growled.

"Bulma, please, I'm really sorry." He pleaded.

"Liar!" This time I threw one of stupid baseball bat at him, but to my disappointment, he blasted it. "You douchebag!" I gritted my teeth.

The place was a mess. I practically destroyed the entire trying to find something to hit him with. I can't believe he had the nerve to show his ugly ass face around these parts, after what he did to me!

"Bulma, stop being so crazy!" As soon as the word 'crazy' left his mouth, it was like everything stopped. He did not just call me crazy.

"What did you just say? Cause I could have sworn the word crazy left your mouth." I chuckled dryly.

" I said Cra-zy..." He dragged out the word 'crazy' on purpose just to get to me. Oh, it is on! If wants crazy, I'll show him crazy! I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a frying pan and was shock when I returned to see him halfway inside the front door.

He eyed me cautiously, "Uh...Bulma...what are you doing?" His eyes never left the frying pan that was in my grasp.

I walked forward and he backed way slowly with him hands up in defense. "I'm going to teach you a lesson Yamcha." I smiled sweetly at him.

"Um, don't you think that this is a bit drastic? I mean, a frying pan? Really?" He kept backing up.

"Nah, I'm sure I'm taking reasonable measures."

"Just listen for a second here-"

"Here's your first lesson of the day: run."

He wasted no time.

"Hey! You're not suppose to run that fast! How do you expect me to catch you!" I chased him across my front lawn desperately trying to catch, but luck was not on my side. " Yamcha get back here-" I lost my footing and slipped on some grass and mud. Yamcha watched as I skidded on the grass and stopped right in front of his feet

I looked up on the roof to see the one and only prince of assholes, laughing his ass off! This just made me more pissed off than I was before.

"Oh my gosh, Bulma are you okay?" He tried to reach out to me but I slapped his had away.


"Bulma just let me-"

"Yamcha I said leave!" "And don't bother coming back either cause we are done!" I snapped at him.

" Bulma-"

"Leave!" A look of hurt flashed across his features but then was quickly replaced by anger.

"Whatever. I don't even care anymore." He snapped before flying off.

The sound of Vegeta clapping caught my attention. "Well done. You managed to get rid of that scared-face loser, and keep me entertained." He laughed.

I frowned at him.

"Vegeta you're such and asshole!" I seethed.

"I-" I think he might of misjudged the distance when he was walking forward, because the next thing I know Vegeta face-planted off the roof onto the wet grass.

I busted out laughing! "Way to go prince of morons!" "Now you have me entertained!"

When Vegeta picked up his face off the ground I gasped in shock.

"Oh my gosh! Blood!" I rushed over to him and kneeled down in front of him. "Okay, oh my gosh, are you okay? Wait, what am I talking about, of course you're not okay! You're bleeding!"

Vegeta made a protective shield around his bleeding nose and sat up.

"Vegeta, let me help you." He slowly put his hand down so I can get a good look. "Oh boy, that does not look pretty."

"You know, if all you are going to do is criticize, then you can just find somewhere else to be." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, sorry, jeez."

"Hey can you do something for me?" Wait-what? Vegeta's asking me do something for him? Strange.

"You're asking a favour?" I quirked an eyebrow.

"Hey, I did not come here to be bombarded with ridiculous questions."

"Yeah, you're right, you dropped by!" I laughed my own joke like the loser that I am.

Vegeta just rolled his eyes. "Are going to do it are not?"

"Yeah, sure, what is it?" I smiled trying to suppress my laughter.

"I want you to brake my nose."

"Excuse me?"

"I said-"

"No I heard what you said. It's just, isn't your nose already broken?"

"It healed already." How was that even possible? Maybe it is Sayain thing.

"Then why does it still look so...weird looking?"

"Because it healed in the wrong direction smart one." He crossed his arm over his chest. I rolled my eyes.

Typical Vegeta.

"Just twist it back around." He instructed. I looked at him as if he had two heads. " Just turn it back into place." He said.

"You know, you saying it differently doesn't change the fact of how truly disturbing this really is."

"Will shut up dammit, and just do it already- AHHHHHH!" He scream when I twisted back his nose in place. " Motherfucker!" He grabbed his nose and jumped up off the ground.

"Are you going to be okay?" I asked.

"Of course I and going to be okay! I am a Sayain this is just child's play to us!" He gloated.

I rubbed my strawberry scented shampoo in my hair and inhaled deeply. I always loved the smell. I rinsed and add some conditioner. After I rinsed out the conditioner and got out of the shower and and grabbed my towel. I walked into my room and then threw on some clothes. I was wearing a pink sweatshirt and a pair of zebra printed short shorts. I put some socks on and hopped down the stairs.

I was about to walk into the living room but I had to stop myself. There was Vegeta, watching tv, and I mean actually watching tv! Who would of thought he would be interested in 'earthly means of entertainment' as he like to call it. I'm completely mind blown right now.

"If you are going stand there a spy on my the whole time, at least try not to make yourself noticeable." I jumped at the sound at his voice.

"I wasn't spying on you!" I walked out from around the corner. " I'll have you know, I just got here."

"Sure, whatever you say." He redirected his attention back to whatever it is that he was watching."

"What are you watching?" I walked over and took a seat next to him.

"Honestly," he looked at me, " I have no idea."

"Let me see that remote?" He handed it to me willingly. I was surprised that he was cooperating. Actually, he's been cooperating for the past two days now. It's a little strange if you ask me, but I guess it's better than him being a grumpy ol' troll all the time. Maybe it has something to do with our new bounded friendship...

"Oooh! Dirty Dancing is on! I love that movie! You wanna watch it?"

"Whatever, I don't really care."

"Okay." We sat and watched the movie in silence. We were at the part when Johnny was teaching Baby the dance.

"Sorry about your nose." Where the hell did that come from. I don't even know why I even opened my mouth. " Not that I'm saying it won't get better or anything. I'm sure I will! It probably already did too! Not that I'm saying you're slow healer or anything! I just, I don't know..." Gosh Bulma! Shut up already you're rambling! It's just Vegeta for pete's sake! I'm sure you can form sensible sentences! Great he probably thinks I'm a weirdo now, not that his face disagrees.

"My nose is fine, Woman." I turn to face him with my legs folded indian style.

"Can I see it?" He looked taken back by my request my nodded his head in agreement nonetheless. I leaned in close and reached out to touch it but he grabbed my hand. We stare at each other for a while before he spoke.

"I don't like people touching my face." He said.

His face was so close that I felt his hot breath on my face as he spoke. This brought me back to our almost kiss the other day...And I'm not going to lie I still feel the same way I did before. I still want to kiss him. So I did. I kissed Vegeta. And damn did it felt good.

I pulled away, shocked at my actions, and thoughts. But before I could even get a word out, Vegeta kissed me. And I kissed him back. Our lips moved in sync as we hungrily kissed each other. We almost resembled dogs that haven't seen food and water in days. I pulled him closer to deepen the kiss as his body pressed on to mine lying on the couch. He squeezed by butt and I gasped, he took that as and opportunity to slid his tongue into my mouth. We both fight for dominance but he eventually won. He bit and sucked my bottom lip and I can feel my toes curling up. He began running his hands up and down my body and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I tugged on his hair when placed kisses along my jaw line and began sucking on my neck. I moaned his name.

We both froze. It was then when I said his name out loud that it dawned on the both of us of what was happening. We jumped apart, both clearly shocked at our actions.

"I, uh," he clear his throat. " I have to go."



I sat back down on the couch as a draw a conclusion in my brain; I think I have a crush on Vegeta.

Its been two days since I've last seen Vegeta. I think he's been avoiding me. I on the other hand couldn't stop thinking about the other night. What the hell was I thinking?! I freaking made out with Vegeta! Yesterday I tried finding some work to do to distract me, but I was forced to go on vacation so there was not much to do, other than repair the damages Vegeta did to the GR and the training bots; but I was already done in no time!

I ran my hand through my hair, "I really need a vent session." And there was only one person I had in mind.

I left the lab and grabbed a house phone then went to sit down in the living room where 'it' happened.


"Chi Chi hey."

"Bulma? Hey! I haven't talk to you in a while. How you been?"

"Well," I sighed. "To be honest, things have been a little crazy lately."

"What do you mean?"

"Chi, I really need to vent." I said to her.

"Is it Yamcha again?" She said knowingly.

"Yes, and no."

"Mmmm, you don't say."

"Yeah, a lot has happened over the past couple of weeks..."

"Go on."

"So, Yamcha and I broke up on monday."

"Again?! What did he do this time?"

"He forgot my birthday...Again."

"Are you serious? It's just one day of the year and you're telling me he can't remember that?!"

"I know right!"

"Is it for good this time?" She ask.

"Yes. We are through! I'm so sick of him never having time for me, or blowing me off, or forgetting every single special occasion! It just got so ridiculous now!"

"Yeah! Good for you Bulma!"


"And there's always a but." I didn't have to see her to know that she rolled her eyes. Her tone said it all.

"I almost kissed Vegeta last week."

"What? Are you crazy Bulma?! He's a serial killer! You don't make out with serial killers!"

"I did not make out with him!" "That time." I mumbled.

"What the hell do you mean 'that time?!'"

"I kinda, might of sort of, made out with him a little monday night."

"Damn Bulma! You move on quick!"

"That's not the point!"

"Okay, sorry. But seriously Bulma, Vegeta, I mean come on. Need I remind you that he tried to kill us all and wanted to kill all of humanity. How could you even stomach something like that!"

"It wasn't as bad as you think." I mumbled.

"Are you trying to tell me you enjoyed it?!"

"Well, yeah. Weird right?!"

"Hell yeah!"

"If you just look pass his whole exterior, he's actually not that bad."

"Oh my gosh Bulma, you have a crush!" She laughed. I blushed, even though she could not see me. " That's so wrong!"

I groaned.

"You think I don't know that. I don't even know how it happened. We were in the pool then we were just standing there in my back yard that day. His body pressed to mine, the water dripping down his body. All I could think about was kissing him."

Chi Chi giggled, "You sound like such a love sick puppy!"

"Chi Chi I'm serious. I've never felt like this before, even when I was with Yamcha."

"Oh no, don't tell me you're sleeping with him." She warned.

"Chi Chi!"

"Just checking." "Just be careful-hold on a second," "GOKU IS THAT YOU?!" She yelled

"Yeah, Chi, it's me, I was just checking if-"

"Hey! What in the hell do you think you're doing?! Stop tracking all that mud in my house! Goku!"

"Chi Chi-wait-ow!"

"Goku, get out!"

"Chi Chi-ow!"

"You need a bath and where is Gohan?!" I guess he just shrugged because Chi Chi yelled at him next. "Goku I said where is my son?!" She growled. "Bulma, I'm gonna have you call you back-GOKU WHERE ARE YOU GOING! GET BACK HERE!" Then the line went dead.

I got up and walked out of the living room and placed the phone back on the hook.


Now who could that be.

I open the door, and you would not believe who was there. I tried to shut the door but he stopped it with his foot. I fold my arms over my chest.

"What do you want Yamcha? I thought I told you to never come back here." I frowned.

"Bulma, just let me explain." He barged in uninvited. Yeah, that's right, come in so I can stab you in the eye with a fork.

"Okay go a head, explain yourself."

"Look I didn't mean to forget you birthday-"

"Hmmm, am I the only one who's getting a strange sense of Deja Vu?"

"Bulma just listen to me, I'm sorry I forgot you birthday-"

"And it took you two freaking days to remember that did too!"

"I was really busy okay!" He cried.

"What could be so much more important than me!" I fired.

"This." He pulled something out of his pocket and went down on one knee.

Holy shit!

"I was a little distracted trying to figure out how to ask you. I wanted to take you out to your favourite restaurant, order your favourite dish, everything was suppose to be perfect. But I guess things don't always work out the way we plan right?" He smile.

He's going propose to me? Oh my gosh. I could feel the tears welding up in my eyes. I had it all wrong the whole time. I made a mistake, but I kissed someone else...


"Bulma Briefs, will you marry me?"

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