A Saiyan's Pride / Vegeta x Reader

A New Trainer

"Why did you let him win, 18?" Trunks scoffed. We were all back at the Capsule house celebrating outside with a fire and s'mores. Android 18 calmly looked beside her to the purple haired boy, "Who said I let him win?" She asked. "Yeah, right!" Trunks chuckled, then ran over to get another marshmallow.

"Wow! That sure was fun today- and I am surprised nothing too terribly wrong happened this year." Goku kicked back in his chair and rested his arms behind his head.

God... there's next to no food out here. Honestly, how many s'mores do I have to shovel in my mouth to feel satisfied? Silently, I pushed myself out of my chair so I can escape inside and find some real food.

Hmmm.... I pondered, staring back at the light shining on my face from the fridge. Ah! Here we go... I'll take this..

And this- and maybe some of that, and-

My thoughts were interrupted by a raspy voice, "Quite the appetite you've got there..." I looked up from the fridge to see Vegeta standing a good distance away with his arms crossed. "If you're here to call me fat, you can shove your ego back up your ass." I growled.

I shove some of the food in my mouth without waiting for his slow response, "Hmf.... No. I came in here so we can start our training."

I looked up innocently with a mouth full of food, "Right now?" I asked with a few crumbs escaping to the table from my jaw. "Uck... Disgusting creature." Vegeta mumbled. "Yes, now... Do you have something more important to be doing?"

Whatever...

I put the rest of my food back into the fridge and walked towards the gravity chamber, "Well, are you coming or not?" I snickered.

Vegeta followed me and we trained together per his request. Four short hours had passed of Vegeta and I training together. "You keep proving to me over and over that you are a complete waste of my time!" Vegeta shouted after he pummeled my body until I collapsed on the floor. "You fool, can't you see your empty insults only make me stronger?" I growled back at him, pushing to my feet.

The sound of Vegeta's evil laughter echoed around me in the room, "I see- Every time you've nearly been defeated, you come back stronger just like a Saiyan would; perhaps Kakarot is starting to rub off on you after all."

I jumped at him while I thrusted forward a fist. He easily caught my fist in one hand, and grabbed my neck firmly with his other hand, "Make no mistake, woman, I could squash you like the bug you are if I so pleased." He released my fist and neck.

I gave the prince a devious smirk, "Glad I caught you in a good mood, then." Vegeta's lip curled into an approving smirk of his own at my feisty attitude. How could I still be giving him attitude when I was so damaged? More importantly, how could I still be holding back from him?

"I will tell you one time only before I have to make you-" Vegeta stepped closer to me so our faces were in close quarters. "Huh?" I quietly gasped, apparently quietly enough that Vegeta didn't hear it. Was he even aware how close his face had gotten? "Stop holding back just because you're afraid."

"I... I-uh, I- Who would be afraid of a low-class scrape of scum as yourself?"

Oh, Vegeta... why are you still so close to me? You... Well, you smell really nice I have to admit. "Even the mightiest warriors experience fears. What makes them a true warrior is the courage that they possess to overcome their fears." His words were barely able to penetrate my thoughts until he backed off of me. He never stopped to notice how his behavior effected me.

I have to try harder!

I lunged back at Vegeta and fought to the max of my base form potential, which actually put up a decent fight against his base form as well. Well, that's until he turned super saiyan on me to up the game some.

Vegeta kicked my ever-loving ass and I eventually realized that there was no chance I could measure up to his strength by holding back. A simple Ki Blast became my downfall and resulted in my body being flung limply against the hard floor. "Get up." Vegeta demanded, crossing his arms to their natural state.

I panted with my nose an inch from touching the floor, "I..." I couldn't even get the words past my lips at the moment. "Get up, woman! Now, or we are done here. Push through the pain, giving up hurts more."

Ugh, no! I have to learn from him! I must figure out how he can fight so gracefully and collected while still exerting all of his potential power!

I growled under my breath to give myself energy to push up onto my feet, getting into my fighting stance once again. I could feel blood trickling down the side of my face, uncomfortably close to my eye. Vegeta raised a single eyebrow at the sight, but doesn't move any other muscle as I lunged at him.

No! Shit!

My legs buckled before I made it to the Saiyan and I stumbled underneath of my weak strength. Vegeta unwrapped his arms and caught me in them with my chin now rested against his stomach and tilted so I could open my eyes and look up at the Super Saiyan.

He chuckled lightly at me, "Perhaps there's hope for you still..."

I fluttered my eyes a few times to adjust to his golden aura of power surrounding his body. His blonde hair was waving gracefully in the windless chamber. And- oof... his muscles were even more defined now that he had powered up and he had them flexed to hold my deadweight up. "Huh?" Vegeta gasped lightly after he finally realized what he was doing.

The proud Saiyan wasn't comfortable with the feeling I was giving him in the pit of his stomach, so he released his arms and watched my body fall to the floor, "Uck! That's enough for today."

I rolled to my back in time to see Vegeta exiting with crossed arms once more. What was that? Why did he get so afraid and run off?

"Ugh!" I frustratedly shouted after I was sure Vegeta left the chamber. "Guess I better find myself a place to recover... I'll just head home, I guess."