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Love and Lust

Chapter One

Bulma was sleeping soundly in her bed; it had been a row of late nights and her body was exhausted.

Several nights of fixing the broken gravity room was taking its toll, and last night - her only night off, she had been on a late night date with Yamcha to the movies.

Down below the sleeping form of Bulma, A half-naked Saiyan prince was crashing through Capsule Corp trying to make as much noise as humanly possible; he hated the idea of him being up and everyone else asleep in bed. It was one of his favourite times of the day and his much-loved Sport on Earth. Waking the woman up. - As he was not allowed to destroy any humans. Arousing them all from a deep sleep, would just have to do.

The Saiyan Prince switched the television set on and turned it onto a dreary history channel; he watched as wooden planes flew overhead and bombed some ancient artillery tanks. Loud explosions echoed through the acoustics system booming through the entire house. Smirking to himself victoriously as a tank exploded in a fiery smoking blast shaking the floorboards he casually walked into the kitchen to find something to eat.

Bulma remained undisturbed by the loud explosions and gun fire coming from one of the lounges and Vegetas merciful laughing. She was peacefully away and dreaming of searching for the dragon balls and wishing the certain Saiyan Prince was zapped back to where he came from.

A few doors away Bunny and Doctor Briefs were lying with pillows propped up, Bunny was pouring herself a cup of instant de café from her bedside coffee table and her husband was reading his latest science magazine. It was still dark outside, the stars were twinkling and the moon not yet replaced by the sun.

"Doesn't Vegeta make a lovely alarm clock? He's so reliable!" Bunny said smiling as she sipped her hot drink.

"Yes yes I must say since he has moved in I have been getting so much more experiments in the pipeline. Early morning really seems to be the best time my brain operates" Dr Briefs said stroking his moustache as he examined an article about Capsule Corporation in a science magazine.

Vegeta switched on the white game box oddly named Nintendo Wii. The war channel was making him sleepy; the voice of the narrator was about as interesting as listening to the old man of the house, he had slept for around three hours and that was more than enough to gain back the energy he needed to train. Saiyans didn't need as much sleep as humans unfortunately for the Briefs. He had still been awake when the woman rolled in, with that fool of a human she clung onto.

He began to play a game with an elf with a sword, thrashing enemies over the head and acting out the moves with his powerful arms. The Nintendo Wii was one of his favourite early morning toys. He could never let the loud blue haired woman know this, she would likely destroy it. – She liked destroying things when she had her tempers. Besides that, he did not want her knowing Earth had reduced him to playing with toys instead of physical exercise.

Each swipe that hit an enemy he was rewarded with a loud clang that shook the house. This was because he had turned the speakers to as loud as he could tolerate. Oddly he seemed to think Bulma would not be bright enough to make the connection that this strange noise, would be coming from the little white box. It would awaken her, but when she came down he would turn the television off. – it was a normal wind-up routine of his.

"Take this you-" Vegeta swore as he annihilated a ghost then got hit by a falling spider. The prince got so engrossed in his computer game he didn't notice the intruder in the lounge with him. For once, he had let his guard down.

"Vegeta?" a sleepy Yamcha said rubbing his swollen eyes. Vegeta playing on Zelda had clearly awoken him.

Vegeta attacked another enemy that was trying to catch him from behind killing it instantly with the bow and arrow this time; he had precise aim, after the enemy died he suddenly swung the Wii controller around and smacked the half asleep Yamcha around the head.

"OWWWWW" cried Yamcha.

Vegeta smirked. 'The woman must have sent her minion today' he thought smirking satisfactorily - thinking he had woken her up.

"What… What the heck was that for!" Yamcha growled rubbing his bleeding nose, and massaging his bruised cheek bone.

"Daring to speak to me" Vegeta hissed resuming playing his game.

'It won't be long until Bulma gets up now' he thought in his head chuckling to himself as he forced the elf to play a tune on the harmonica. The Saiyan had played this game so many mornings, he seemed to have memorised the buttons. He had always been talented at memorising and learning new moves on the battlefield, now he was simply putting this natural skill to a productive use.

Yamcha scattered away quickly making his escape, and nursing his bruised face. He had slept at Capsule Corp overnight after driving Bulma home from their date at the movies. It didn't end until the early hours of the morning and by chance Bulma had invited him to stay the night. – Only in the spare room. It seemed she still had not fully forgiven him, despite giving his life for the sake of the Earth against the very person who was now sleeping here.

After playing on the Nintendo for a few more minutes, Vegeta's stomach started to growl again; he needed something cooked for him. Earlier he had managed to salvage some raw steak and cold chicken but he needed more food. He looked at the clock which now read 5.00 AM and Bulma still hadn't come down to yell at him yet.

Feeling disappointed that he had failed one of his favourite hobbies; - waking her up at 4.00AM. He trudged down the hall to wake her up in person. It was time for option B. A personal wake up call.

Clad only in a pair of black boxers for modesty purposes. He opened the door quietly and tip toed inside, it had been a warm night and he hadn't been troubled to get dressed into his training attire yet. The woman first of all, needed to get out of her bed and switch the computer system to the gravity machine on.

Bulma was sleeping soundly smuggled up against half a dozen cushions, smothered inside her huge red duvet cover.

Vegeta strolled over quietly and stealthily. Curiously he peered closer.

'Perhaps she's dead' he thought to himself smirking as he leaned over her sleeping form. It was a mystery to him how she had slept through all the noise he had been creating. Her mother and father were further down the hall and he could hear with his sensitive ears that they were indeed awake. Her mother's annoying voice was unmistakeable.

Bulma turned over and snuggled further into the red blankets. She didn't notice the muscular very naked figure looming over her she was still fast asleep, it was then that Vegeta noticed the strange item wedged into her ear. At first he thought it was a Plutomium slug. Something he had come across a few times when he worked purging planets; it crawls into your ear and controls your brain and body functions.

Realisation hit, when he glanced at a box in the garbage. Ear plugs.

Smirking he decided he would give Bulma a personal wakeup call she would just love…and remember for the rest of her days.

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