A Saiyan's Pride / Vegeta x Reader

I'm Not Blushing!

Finally! At last, I had the chance to recover from my beating with Vegeta. Today was not a day to train with him, but I wanted to at least get some training in to keep my itch for a fight satisfied.

That morning I was simultaneously fighting Goku in the air and small talking, "I don't know, Goku, he didn't exactly scream or anything, but I could tell he was freaking out a little." I swung my leg to hit his shoulder.

Goku grabbed my leg and twisted me upside down, "Wow! I didn't know Vegeta even noticed that you were a girl, Haha!" I reached up to grip his waist and slam him into the grass, "Yeah, okay Mr. 'oh wait, Chi-Chi is my wife? I thought we were pals!'"

Goku stood up and innocently looked up at me in the air from where he stood, "Wait! But she is my pal!"

I chuckled at his naive personality, which was enough distraction for Goku to transmit behind me and send me flying ti the ground on my back with a wave of energy. "Ah! ...Ouch.."

Goku flew down and let his knees drop beside my head, then leaned over so his face was just above mine on an even level. The interaction was a completely unromantic one. "I'm so sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean to. Are you okay?"

"Y'know, Goku... I think I can finally admit I love this planet." My words were true, but I was more so using them as a distraction. "Yeah, it'll do that to ya! Vegeta still won't admit it, but don't worry, it's normal. Hey, remember- I'm a Saiyan, too, and I love this place!"

I laughed innocently, then wrapped my tail firmly around his leg and tossed him off of me to the ground, "You let me regain my strength, you fool!" I laughed, feeling proud I was able to throw the mighty Saiyan off guard.

I jumped to my feet expecting to see Goku laying on the ground, but he was gone! "Ugh... Where is he?" I muttered.

"Oh, Gokuuu.... Don't tell me you're scared of a little girl like me!" I taunted. My guards were up, but sensing Goku appear behind me was still too late, "Not by a long shot!" He shouted before making contact with my face with his fist. "Why, you-"

Goku and I fought one another for a while longer before Chi-Chi called Goku on the house phone. "GOKU! YOU BETTER TAKE YOUR HAPPY LITTLE SAIYAN ASS DOWN HERE! AND YOU TELL Y/N SHE BETTER GET DOWN HERE TOO BECAUSE I KNOW YOU TWO ARE PROBABLY FIGHTING AND YOU BOTH PROMISED YOU WOULD BE HERE!"

Goku's eyes were wide and his face was red with embarrassment. "Why do you have her on speaker phone?" I asked.

"Eueee.... I don't." He nervously responded. "I'm so sorry, Chi-Chi! We lost track of time!" He whined into the phone.

I took the opportunity to hide my tail; this time, I wrapped it around my right leg tightly so I could wear the crop top Bulma gave me last month. I came back outside after getting dressed.

"Are you ready?" Goku asked, prepping his two fingers against his his forehead for instant transmission. I nodded and placed my hand on his shoulder.

The next thing I knew, I was in Bulma's living room. "Hey, hun!" Hoku greeted Chi-Chi. In response, she instantly grabbed our wrists and dragged us to the living room, "You two are missing the party!" She plopped Goku and I down on the sofa before taking her own seat at the other side of Goku.

The party was perfect, especially since Vegeta was a no-show. Man, I cannot believe that there was a time I couldn't laugh with these... well, friends..? I don't know, but I sure do find them amusing- endearing in their ignorance.

"Eugh!!! Why!?" Bulma irately screamed- "Every time you go off on your stupid training trips you track mud and dirt all over this house like you own it!" Everyone turned to see Vegeta standing a foot from the angry Bulma.

"Don't you Saiyans have manners!?" She yelled. All Vegeta does in return is grunt and cross his arms. Bulma continued to cuss him out and shout, but Vegeta's blank stare proved that her words were going in one ear and right out the other.

Goku busted out in laughter when he finally turned around to see his rival, "Vegeta, wow! Boy, you need a shower!"

I giggled lightly at Goku making overdramatic and childish motions to plug his nose and wave away fake stink fumes. Vegeta heard my giggles and it made him dart his eyes to me and Goku- not that I noticed any of that.

The cold warrior narrowed his eyes with a sharp growl underneath his breath at the site of me and Goku laughing together about him. "Shut up!" He yelled to no one in particular. With that, Vegeta stormed off to the direction he came from.

"I better go talk to him." Goku sighed, which made me laugh. "Yes, Goku... I'm sure the one thing he wants right now is for you of all people to talk to him."

"You're right... but someone has to talk to him- he's so muddy!" Bulma pointed out. "How about you, Piccolo?" Krillin asked the Namek. Piccolo groaned, "Y/N can do it."

"Whatever..." I was not about to play the naming game to see who drew the short straw, "This is Bulma's party; if she wants him to take a shower then I'll try to talk to him."

I got up to find Vegeta, but he was nowhere to be found. He couldn't be back training again, could he? Guess I'd better check.

I swung open the door to the chamber, revealing Vegeta standing in only a towel around his waist and a toothbrush in his grasp hanging from his mouth. My cheeks quickly got hot and turned a deep pink. "Vegeta!" I looked away to avoid drooling over his abs.

I resorted to anger to mask my embarrassment, "Don't you own any clothes!?" I growled. "Put some damn pants on, at least!"

Vegeta chuckled, "But I thought you told me to take a shower." He took the toothbrush out of his mouth. "And I thought no one was allowed to tell you what to do." I responded without missing a breath.

To Vegeta's surprise, he was stumped. He folded his arms and huffed at me. "Ugh..." I huffed back, my E/C eyes landing on a folded set of clothes. I grabbed them and threw them at Vegeta, but he allowed the outfit to hit his arms and plop to the floor.

"Huh?" I quietly asked myself when sounds of his footsteps corrected my sight to focus on the Saiyan. Why is he walking over here?

I felt my cheeks get hot again the closer Vegeta came to me with that evil smirk on his lips. Vegeta was basically a step from touching my body with his, so I was forced to back up for every step he advanced towards me. "Hmm, I couldn't tell from all the way over there, but now that I see you better..." He brought his face close to mine, letting his smirk grow wider, "I'd say you're blushing."

Naturally, this made me blush more. "You're delusional, Prince Vegeta." I teased. "Oh, yeah?" He stepped closer to me again even though I was already against the railing. I quietly gulped and tried to keep my heart from beating so fast.

"Alright!" A cheerful voice cut into the moment. "Vegeta and Y/N! Who would have guessed? Hahahaha!!" I moved only my eyes to see Goku standing at the door blushing with his hand rubbing the back of his head. "Kakarot!" Vegeta growled, stepping away from me. "Never in a million years would I- Prince of all Saiyans- bring myself so low as to touch a pathetic human like her."

"Geez, what's his problem?" Goku laughed after the older Saiyan stomped out of the room back towards the connected shower rooms. I shrugged- half to respond to Goku's question, but half to shrug off the butterflies attacking my stomach. "Couldn't care less, honestly."

Oh, but I could care less...

I followed Goku back out to the party.