Unexpected (Vegeta x Bulma Love Story)

Chapter 12

Vegeta POV

After a long day of teaching Bulma new techniques to strengthen her muscles, I was ready to eat. I was so hungry and a bit annoyed. Bulma finished her last push up and laid flat on the floor.

"Woman, are you really tired?" She exhaled and looked up at me.

"Yes Vegeta, I don't have Saiyan stamina you know...I'm just a 'Earthling'" She mocked me.

"Well as long as you learn to defend yourself against weaklings like the insignificant worm who put his hands on you the other night then you're fine." I stated.

"Are we done Vegeta?" She asked.

"You think your body can handle any more?" I questioned.

"Maybe just a little." She replied. I was a bit surprised. Hmm, the woman is definitely not a quitter. I smirked.

"Alright, for your last bit of training...try to fight me." Her eyes widened in fear.

"Are you crazy?" She yelled. I chuckled.

"I won't fight back, I just want to see how you fight woman." I stated. She gulped.

"Promise?"

"I promise." I said with a smirk. She positioned herself and lightly swung her fist at me.

"C'mon woman, you'll have to put much more effort than that." She attempted to swing again.

"Where's your energy?" She huffed and punched as hard as she could. Her fist connected with my jaw and she immediately jumped back.

"I'm so sorry!" She quickly apologized. I grabbed both of her wrists.

"I'm fine you dimwit, That did not hurt at all." She frowned.

"I guess I'm weak."

"Well for someone with my power level, of course but if you continue to train, you could at least be somewhat skilled." I let go of her wrists.

"Let's finish this another time woman, I am starving and the Prince does not appreciate that." She rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you learn how to cook Vegeta?" I huffed.

"Because that's a servant job, do I look like a servant to you?"

"It is not a servant job. I am the richest woman in this city and sometimes I cook for myself. I'm pretty sure you had to as well when you would take trips to other planets." I crossed my arms.

"But now I have you peasants to make something for me."

"It's like I can and can't stand you at the same time!" She snapped.

"Now let's fight" She said. I laughed. She started to swing her fists at me. I dodged each one. She swung her right fist at me one final time and I quickly held her clenched fist in my hand. I looked her in the eyes

"You're a brave one." I smirked.

"But it's over, we will continue this another time."