Dare to Say I Love You (Vegeta X Reader) [CANCELLED]

4: Training is Everything!

"Again!" Vegeta yells at me. I pick myself up off the ground, wiping my mouth of any blood. I flew at him, punching hard. He blocked every hit, and when I kicked he would dodge.

"I-I can't do this," I panted.

"Shut up [Y/N]! Yes you can! Just focus. Look at me," he motioned to his eyes. "Look at me." His eyebrows furrowed. I looked deep into his eyes. You can do this. You have the potentional to become a superior Saiyan warrior. Vegeta's voice echoed through my mind. I nodded my head at him, and I could've sworn I saw the beginning of a smile pull at the corners of his mouth. Oddly, I believe in you. I moved closer to Vegeta, barely breathing. What are you doing woman? Oh shut up! I threw my arms around him and held him in my embrace for a while. His body was tense.

"Give in, I know you like this, I can hear your thoughts remember?" He rolled his eyes at me.

I hate you. Vegeta's arms loosely wrapped around my body.

"I think you're pretty cool too," I squeezed him a little tighter. I don't know if I was going crazy but for a moment Vegeta's grip on me tightened before letting me go. While he was off guard, I threw a punch right at his face, as my fist connected with his nose I heard something crack. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"

"Nice," he said in surprise. "That's what I am looking for! Hit me like that again!"

I looked at him in shock. "Again?"

"Yes. Hit me again."

I flew at him with another punch, this time aiming for the jaw. He didn't move, letting my knuckles meet his jaw and I heard his teeth grind. He spat out a bit of blood before smirking at me. He got into a fighting stance. I did the same.

He came at me swinging, I blocked most of his hits. He kicked me around, but I began to dodge and kick him back. He came at me and I flipped over him and kicked him in the back causing him to fly forward. In an instant he was behind me, holding my arms behind my back. "You're improving," he whispered in my ear. Something in my stomach churned and I felt my cheeks flare up. Without thinking I kicked my leg up and with all my power brought it back down flipping the two of us over and we ended up on the ground. Vegeta was flat on his back and I had fell right on top of him.

"That was fun," I giggled as I cracked my knuckles. I sat on his chest looking down at his face. He was smirking up at me.

"Like I said, you'll make a great warrior."

"Thank you," I said. I suppressed my thoughts back about kissing him in that moment.

"Do you think you could get off of me woman?" Vegeta was immediately back to being Vegeta. I slid off of him and onto the grass beside him. "Do you want to go again?"

"We've been at this for hours!" I looked up at the stars in the sky.

"Training is everything."

"Maybe to you..." I looked down at the grass and began pulling it out of the ground. "Life doesn't revolve around training."

He stood up angrily, "I'm disappointed in you, [Y/N]. I thought you wanted to be a great saiyan."

I looked up at him from the ground, "Why do you always have a stick up your ass? You were fun to be around while we were sparring... and as soon as we stop you become an asshole again? Just when I thought I was starting to like you, god am I stupid!" I stood up beside him, throwing one good punch into the side of his face. "Good night."

"Come back here," I could hear his footsteps running up behind me. He pulled on my arm and I spun back to him.

"What?" I yelled down.

"Find another trainer." He growled through his teeth.

"What?" I pulled away from him.

"You heard me. I cannot stand being around you. Find someone else to train you because I am done!"

"Fuck you!"

"Yeah, fuck you too!" I watched as he flew into the sky and was gone.

I walked home slowly. Fuck him. Just fuck him. Shut up! Stop listening in. It's not like a radio, I can't shut you off. If it's always on... I must not cross your mind often. I've figured out how to get around you hearing my thoughts about you unless I want you to hear them. What could you be thinking about me that you don't want me to hear your thoughts? Things. What kind of things. Nothing. I'm so sure. I waited for him to come through again. Vegeta? He shut me out.

I laid in my bed, my face in my pillow. Vegeta? What, [Y/N]? Nothing... just wanted to make sure you were still talking to me. I know you hate me. I don't hate you. It sure seems like it. That's because I want you to be scared of me. I want you to hate me. I want to hate you. I don't. I know, and I hate it. I want to be feared. I'm not afraid of you. I know. Will you still train me? Please. I like you as my teacher. I guess... Thank you, Vegeta! Goodnight, [Y/N]. Goodnight, Veggie.

- - - 2 months later - - -

"Goku!" I yell out as I spot him in the distance.

"[Y/N]!" We run to each other, scooping one another into a huge hug.

"I missed you! Where have you been?" I cried.

"I've been around."

"Well don't do that to me again! And never do that to Chi-Chi ever again!" I playfully hit him in the arm.

"She's mad isn't she?" He scratched his head.

"Of course! But she'll be ecstatic to see you." I pecked his cheek. "I've got to go! I'm late for my training..."

"You're training!? Who with," Goku holds my shoulders.

"Um, Vegeta?" I looked away sheepishly.

"Vegeta?!"

"Yes... I'm so sorry! You were gone and he was just there! He's been helping me. He's an excellent teacher. A little harsh at times, but I think that's just who he is as a person. Cold."

"O-okay..." Goku sighs. "I'll let you go to your lesson! I'm gonna go find my family!" He hugged me so tight that I couldn't breathe. "See you!" He waves as he sprints down the street.