Vegeta x Genesis

Chapter 9

Vegeta's P.O.V

All amusement gone, the room suddenly got serious. Looking into Genesis's eyes, I saw appreciation in them.

"Thank you, Vegeta."

"For what?"

"For last night."

"Ooh, did you guys make love to each other?", Bulma interrupts, walking into the kitchen. My face goes red. So does Genesis's.

"No we did not!" I snap at the annoying woman. How dare she ask such a question! She glares at me.

"I was only teasing! Besides, what happened last night?"

"It's none of your damn business!"

"Screw you!"

"Right back at you, Baka!"

We both glare at each other, both of us refusing to look away.

"Guys, breakfast is ready,"

Snapping out of it, we both look at Genesis. Seeing Genesis struggle with the loads of pancakes, I decide to help her.

"Here, let me."

Grabbing the plates stacked with pancakes from her, I sit them on the table.

"Huh, for once you're being nice, Vegeta."

"Shut it, you blue haired annoyance!"

Instead of one of her usual smart ass remarks, she just smirks at me, as if cocky for some reason. I scoff.  Whatever. Damn woman. Genesis gets out some plates and forks, then sits them on the table. Bulma sits down and thanks Genesis for the food. Sitting down myself, I watch her place a plate, with a fork, in front of Bulma.

"Thanks, Genesis."

"No problem, Bulma."

She then comes over to me. Pink dusting her cheeks, she places a plate, with a fork, in front of me. She then places a plate and fork where she's going to sit. Not caring that the other woman is here, I grab her wrist. She turns and looks at me, surprised.

"Thank you, Genesis."

She looks into my eyes and quickly looks away, blushing.

"No problem, Vegeta."

I like when she says my name. When Bulma says my name, it's grating and annoying, but when Genesis says it, it's like music to my ears, and a thrill goes through me. I let go of her wrist and she sits down.

"All right guys, dig in."

But before I could take a bite out of one of the many pancakes stacked on my plate, Genesis jumps up.

"I almost forgot the most important thing!"

She grabs a bottle of some liquid. As she pours some of it on her pancakes, I eye it wearily.

"What is that?"

She grins at me. "It's syrup! Here, try a little. But be careful, it's sticky."

She squeezes a little drop onto my finger. Bringing my finger to my mouth, I hesitantly try it. It's sweet. I like it.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes."

She smiles. "I thought you might."

She hands the bottle to me and I pour some on my pancakes. Wolfing down my pancakes, I don't notice the syrup that's gotten on the corner of my mouth. I hear a quiet giggle. I look at Genesis, confused.

"What are you giggling about?"

She giggles again. I like her giggle. It's cute.

"I'm sorry, it's just, you have a little bit of syrup on the corner of your mouth."

She reaches over and wipes it off with her thumb, causing my heart to skip a beat. She then licks it off her thumb. Meeting my gaze, she realizes what she just did. She begins to blush, her cheeks turning pink. I slightly blush, chuckling at how cute she looks when she blushes.

"Aw, you guys are so cute."

Turning red with embarrassment, I glare at Bulma.

"I'm the Saiyan Prince. I'm not cute!"

"More like the Prince of all Assholes." She mutters.

"What was that?!" I spat. She glares daggers at me.

"You heard me."

"You do very well know that I could easily kill you, don't you?"

Her eyes widen in fear. I smirk. That's what you get, Baka. Irritated, I leave the kitchen and ignore that woman's annoying shouts.