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Royal Pains

Bulma had long since lost track of just how many times she had been called away from her work and research just to come in and fix the new gravity chamber she had just invented. If the prince of all saiyans would start treating her equipment with a little respect, she might not be so irked. He didn't like being forced to put his training on pause because of a malfunction (in the form of a hole blown into the chamber wall) any more than she enjoyed being yanked from her station to come and fix it. Unlike everyone else, she didn't bow or kiss ass when she was around Vegeta. She definitely wasn't afraid to get in his face and yell just as loud, if not louder, than him.

"You really did a number on it this time. It's not a simple fix. I'm going to need a couple of days to repair the damage and sort out the gravity settings." She remarked with a sharp, annoyed tone to her voice. Leaning over the edge of the panel, the blue haired saiyan looked utterly disgusted at the exposed wires and broken bits of paneling. Bulma had been born with a power level high enough to put her in the elite saiyan status, but instead of becoming a warrior, she chose to devote her time to more scientific matters. It was a real scandal back in the day, but since then she had produced some very useful technology such as the gravity chamber Vegeta seemed so fond of using. Since she created it, she was the only one who could fix it.

"This chamber wasn't designed for your extreme rise in power level over the last couple of months, but we'll have to keep patching it up until I have the time and resources to build another one."

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[She's fine. Vegeta relaxes again, just a little.]

"For awhile?" Please, you'd never lay a hand on me if I didn't let you.

[~~And, oh, he'd let her~~ I mean. Vegeta saunters on over to her and grabs her chin to inspect her jaw himself.] Hmpf. Careful, woman, someone might mistake you for a warrior.

[Bulma went completely still when he grabbed her. Okay, that was....kind of hot. Being this close to him. Oh hell, it was probably the rush of adrenaline and endorphins saiyans associated with fighting]

I guess you're just lucky I prefer tinkering with technology. Imagine what I could do to you if I put my full focus and concentration on training to be a super saiyan.

[She could give him a run for his money, that's for sure. ~~And she could do so many things to him right here and now~~]

[Runs his thumb over the skin he'd hit, making a show of examining it. She's fine, he knows. But it's an excuse to touch her.]

Hm. What a terrifying thought. [Moves a little closer, gaze shifting from her mouth to make eye contact.] But I think your energy can be put to better use.

[Helping him become a Super Saiyan.]

[He had an excuse to touch her, but she didn't have one to touch him, so she remained strangely still and pliant. Passive. Usually she was a spitfire, especially when her personal space was invaded. Clearly, she had no qualms with him being this close. Behind her, her tail gave and interested sway. Different from when she was agitated, more inviting]

Put to use being your personal mechanic, you mean.

[She took a step back because she had to. Her tail was planning to betray her by curling around his thigh and that...well there's no explaining that away]

Guess I'll see you in the morning, Vegeta. Don't worry, I'll get the gravity chamber up and running by nightfall. Then I can start work on the new one.

Edited 2015-08-17 21:28 (UTC)

[His hand drops to his side when she steps back, face carefully forming his usual stoic glare. Right. Of course. Nothing was happening.]

... Good. I want to return to my training as soon as possible.

[Said with his arms crossed, being sure to look away from her.]

[One step forward, two steps back.

Bulma turned to leave, silently relishing the sensation of her tail 'accidentally' brushing against his thigh. Hey, a girl could dream a certain saiyan prince was actually interested in her for something other than fixing the gravity chamber.

She returned the next morning with more tools and wires on hand, hooking up the chamber to various things to recalibrate certain systems. Once again, she focused on her work, although at least this time Vegeta didn't join her until mid afternoon. Probably getting anxious to have it up and running]

No, it's not ready yet and you hovering isn't going to get it fixed any faster.

[The temptation to just grab her tail when it brushes against him- but he doesn't, because that wouldn't be sexy. That would just hurt a lot.

Believe it or not, being prince does come with some responsibilities and he spends the morning dealing with those. It's a distraction from Bulma and something to pass the time, but once they're done with he wants to resume training. Doing so outdoors in Planet Vegeta's usual gravity just isn't a challenge anymore. So here he is, intent on badgering Bulma into speeding things up.]

You should have finished this yesterday! This is ridiculous, you're delaying things just to infuriate me.

I'm working as fast as I can. If you want me to cut corners, I can't promise it won't malfunction again fairly soon.

[Her tail gave an annoyed little flick in his direction]

You're the one that made the bet last night. Don't be a sore loser

[She was bent over the edge of the panel, checking various wires hooked up to the main power source, checking various readings]

It'll take another couple of hours to get everything working like new again. If you want to get things rolling faster, you could grab me a bite to eat. I've been in here all day.

I'm not a servant! [He's not getting you shit!!] When you finish working, then you can eat!

[It is a wonder how Bulma is not throwing herself at this charming prince. Vegeta's eyes follow Bulma's tail briefly before he forces them away. He may have spent the night thinking things over.]

But before you do that I need to inform you of something once you're done with the gravity machine.

Fine, be a jerk.

[Bulma said with a typical roll of her eyes before returning back to her work. She should have known better than to ask something like that in the first place]

If you want to talk, then talk. Or come back in a couple of hours because so help me if you keep hovering over me I'm going to lose it.

[Her cool, her temper, her resolve to keep from pummeling him repeatedly in the face. All of the above]

[He was hoping she would be done already so they could talk and then he could get back to his training.]

Urgh, fine! But you had better still finish by this evening!

[Grumble grumble bitch whine]

I've chosen a mate, since that's apparently what it will take to get everyone to shut up about it.

[Would you like some cheese with that wine?]

If you stop bugging me, I just might!

[But his next announcement causes her to look up from her work with a startled expression. Okay, guess Vegeta's finally off the market. That actually made her more depressed than she thought it would]

So who's the lucky woman? One of your father's suggestions?

[Vegeta's not looking at her, instead leaning against the console and staring at the wall, arms crossed against his chest. Are you ready for the most romantic proposal ever, Bulma?]

No, it's you. [There you go.] If he complains, tell him to take it up with me.

[And with that, he moves to leave.] I'll be back in three hours, if the repairs aren't done by then I won't be happy.

[For a moment, Bulma was in complete shock. In fact, she thought she'd heard him wrong or he was playing some kind of strange trick on her. Then again, Vegeta had never been the prankster type

Whatever she was holding in her hands fell to the flow. Also, a proposal? This wasn't a proposal. A proposal implied a question was asked, that she had some input in this matter]

What? How - DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME!

[He'd probably never heard her voice rise to that level before. First time for everything]

Are you out of your mind? Vegeta, you can't just decide this to piss off your father or keep me focused entirely on your work. Besides, don't you think you need my permission for this too?

[He stops in the doorway and turns to glare at her over his shoulder.]

You're the one who said I was in the way, don't start complaining.

[Honestly he just wants to get this over with he has no clue what he's doing.]

I don't need your permission for anything! I'm your prince, I decide! Don't assume you know my reasons for this either, my father has nothing to do with it!

[Her hands are on her hips, her stance betraying a strange combination of confusion and anger. Bulma was probably the only female saiyan in existence who would argue with the prince of all saiyans about becoming his mate. She knew it was an opportunity thousands would never question, but she wasn't like everyone else]

Then give me a reason. Why me? You were the one forbidding me to accept any offers yesterday. I think I deserve to know why, out of all the women on this planet and many others, you want me. I'm not even a warrior.

I forbade you from accepting offers from anyone else. [No, Vegeta, you didn't specify.

He glares at Bulma before looking away, ears starting to go slightly red.]

I'm a warrior, I don't need one as my mate. I told you that I planned to choose a mate based on my own criteria. You just... happen to match it.

Edited 2015-08-18 01:18 (UTC)

No, you said you forbid me from accepting any offers. I've got a pretty good memory, Vegeta.

[Alright, so he was being tight lipped as usual. She didn't fail to notice how red his ears were becoming though, that would be impossible to miss. Wait. Did he actually...like her? He was so distant and hard to read it was almost impossible to tell the answer to that question. Certainly he found value in her technology, but beyond that?]

That's not really an answer. I want a reason, Vegeta. A real reason.

[She was nuts for asking any of this, she knew. She could name plenty of women who would kill her in cold blood for a chance like this]

You're my prince and I have to obey you, but if you think you can force me into this without my consent, it's going to be long and hellish time together for the both of us. That's not what I want. Is it what you want?

If you don't want to, just say that! There's no need for all this questioning!

[Yeah, he's blushing. Come on, Bulma, you either want to do this or you don't, who cares about the reasons!]

I'm not... going to force you if you're going to make a fuss about it, don't worry.

Now hold on, I didn't say I didn't want to.

[She just really didn't like how he went and made this decision without her input. Tip for their future together: Don't do that shit again]

After all, you do have some redeeming qualities. Strength, intelligence, easy on the eyes.

[Pretty much ticking off every priority on her list right then and there]

The fact that you just assumed I'd go along with this is what throws me off. You didn't even bother to ask. Afraid you'd get turned down?

[Shoulders tense. Maybe, deep down, he'd worried that Bulma was crazy enough to turn down the chance to be the future Queen. She was crazy enough to do a lot of other things, after all!]

Tch. Even you're not that stupid. I shouldn't have to ask you a damn thing.

[Oh, she was crazy enough to turn him down, but only if she truly hated him and wanted absolutely nothing to do with him on a romantic, emotional, sexual level]

So what's the harm in asking now? It's not exactly a fun story to tell my friends if the prince of all saiyans just basically told me I'm going to be his mate.

[Come on Vegeta, you can do it]

Edited 2015-08-18 01:55 (UTC)

Yes, I'm sure it'd be a much better story if you could say I begged you on my knees instead.

[GLARING. AT. HER.]

Fine! Do you want to be my mate?

It would, but I won't bother holding my breath.

[Glare all you want. This is her moment. It's...wow, she didn't think he'd actually do it]

I dunno, this is all just so sudden.

[She said with a teasing grin, enjoying herself far too much. Before Vegeta could become too disgruntled, she placed a hand on his shoulder]

Yeah, definitely the best offer I've ever had. You're the first guy I haven't punched in the face for those very same words.

[Congrats]

[HE'S GOING TO KILL RADITZ

oh wait, she said yes. She's touching him. What does he do now he's not sure this is why he wanted to just run for it]

I thought you got that out of the way yesterday. [Punching him, that is.] ... Of course that's the best offer you've had. It's the best offer you could get.

[He's the best! And a little pleased now, finally.]

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