A Saiyan's Pride / Vegeta x Reader

I'm Not Soft!

"My daddy is coming home today!" Goten exclaimed, grabbing one of my hands and jumping up and down.

I don't know how I always ended up on daycare duty when I visited the Capsule House, but with these two I didn't mind too much.

"Mine too! Mine too!" Trunks yelled, matching Goten's energy and grabbing my only free hand. I chuckled lightly while the two young Saiyans flailed my arms around at their own will.

'Someone that gentle with children could never be a threat,' Thought the Namek that was watching me play in the living room. Piccolo gave me an approving smile when I finally noticed his gaze on me.

Goku and Vegeta busted through the front door not even a moment after I smiled back at Piccolo. Goku happily had his arm strung around the shoulders of a very grumpy Vegeta. "Hey, everyone! We're back!" Goku cheered. "Kakarot, get your hands OFF OF ME!"

"Oh come on! You spoil everything, you spoil sport!" Goku innocently pouted, crossing his arms. Vegeta growled and looked away, crossing his arms as well. "Did you boys have fun?" Chi chi asked.

"Well yeah..." Goku began. He dropped his crossed arms, "but Vegeta wouldn't fuse with me! He said it was prissy." Vegeta dropped his hands like Goku did and then balled his fists. "We're Saiyans! Have some dignity, Kakarot!"
I furrowed my brow, "Fuse? You mean like Goten and Trunks?"

"Yep!! Cool right!? But Vegeta won't do it!" Goku whined. "I refuse to dance around like a ballerina to amuse you, you oaf!" Vegeta shouted to his rival. "Do i smell food?!" Goku beamed, not waiting for an answer before running off to the kitchen. "Kakarot!! I am speaking to you!" He stormed after Goku, which made all of us in the room laugh. "They're like a married couple!" Bulma giggled.

"Im going to sneak in some training before Vegeta claims the room for the rest of the week." I chuckled after the two of them left the room. "Good idea. You'll never drag Goku away from food to train with you, so it's now or never" Krillin agreed.

I made it to the training room and shut the door. After the fight yesterday with Piccolo, I decided to up my gravity a bit to reflect my new found confidence after I was able to brush up on my Saiyan forms.

I was able to train for maybe half an hour before the inevitable happened and Vegeta waltzed in the room like he owned it. He didn't expect for me to be there.

"How many times have I told you not to enter this room while I'm training?" I mocked. Vegeta growled, "Great... Now I have to deal with the female form of Kakarot"

"Oh, come on! You know I'm nothing like him." I protested. Childish.

"You're right. He at least makes me break a sweat!" Vegeta chuckled and felt rather proud of that particular comeback. "Awww... did someone miss teasing me?"

"Pah! As if I would waste my time being distracted by a weak piece of garbage such as yourself." I shrugged, "Whatever, Vegeta. Let me train on my own; you've had enough for the past few days."

The Saiyan stood his ground, "Hmpf! Or I could kick your ass for that little stunt you pulled the day before I left."

I decided to play along with Vegeta's childish games, "Vegeta... you remembered!" I said after a fake and dramatic gasp. He growled in return, "You are testing my very thin patience..."

"Oh please, Prince Vegeta, have mercy on me!" I whined, dropping to my knees and folding my hands together to beg him. Vegeta wasn't stupid- he could obviously tell I was fucking with him to get him worked up, "Woman-" He growled.

I poked out my lip to emphasize my begging, which made the prince walk over to me and lift me to my feet with a stern, "Stop that right now."

"Or what, Vegeta?" I giggled, "What are you going to do to me if I don't?" He frowned at me and stepped closer, "What are you getting at, woman?"