Vegeta x Genesis

Chapter 31

Vegeta's P.O.V

We walk in and I look around and see parents with their unruly children, idiotic lovesick teens, and people who have no lives. How depressing. The thought of working here makes me shudder in disgust. I would hate my life. I'd end up killing someone out of frustration on my first ten minutes. I smirk at that. Bulma lets out a squeal of delight. She grabs onto my arm. Everyone looks at her in surprise.

"Look! The tunnel of love! We should all go on."

I shake her off with disgust.

"Unhand me, Woman!"

She just giggles in response. Crazy damn woman.

Bulma's P.O.V

"Unhand me, Woman!"

I giggle. I see the confused and jealous look on Yamcha's face. Good. Looks like my plans are working. My plan to make Yamcha jealous is working. Mom gave me some good advice.

         *** Flash Back ***

I check the time and find that I have a couple of hours until we leave for the fair. I go to the kitchen and sit down at the table with a sigh. Mom, who is baking brownies, notices this. Her brow furrows in concern.

"What's wrong, Honey?"

I sigh.

"It's Yamcha."

"What's wrong with you two this time?"

"Well, I feel like he doesn't care. Like if a guy started to hit on me, he wouldn't care. That's how I feel."

A mischievous grin plays on Mom's lips.

"A little bit of jealousy never hurt anyone." She winks over her shoulder as she goes back to her brownies. I grin. I'll just make Yamcha jealous by flirting with a hot guy. But who?

"Vegeta."

I look up at Mom.

"What?"

"You should flirt with Vegeta. He is handsome. Even more than Yamcha."

"Okay."

I smirk. This will make him realize just what he's got.

  *** End of Flash Back ***

I bat my eyes at Vegeta.

"Go on the tunnel of love with me, Vegeta?"

He scoffs.

"Hell no!"

I put on a flirty pout. I start to stroke his arm.

"Please, Vegeta? Pretty please?"

He glares at me.

"No!"

I grab his arm and press it to my chest. I lean closer and give him a seductive smile.

"I'll make sure you don't regret it." I cooed lowly to him. He glares down at me, his eyes smoldering with anger. Woah. His eyes. They're so dark and deep. Those obsidian eyes of eyes have a hold on me. I suddenly find it hard to breathe. Mom was right. He is way more handsome than Yamcha. Yamcha has nothing on Vegeta. Not liking where my thoughts are going, I let go of him and back up from him. I now feel shy. Strange. No guy has ever done this to me.

"S-Sorry." I stammer.

Then I run off to the women's restroom. Crap. Now what am I supposed to do?