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capsulecorp) wrote2015-01-20 04:39 am
capsulecorp) wrote2015-01-20 04:39 am
You're Fireproof, I Wish I Was That Way [closed]
It's been a few days since he destroyed her television. Which is fine. Whatever. She bought a new, got it installed, fine. She's gotten the hole in her wall fixed too. She even managed to get his precious Gravity Chamber fixed which means she can get him out of her hair for a little bit. Which is good. It gives her time to work on other projects in her labs. She does have a business to run, after all.
The problem is he keeps creeping into her thoughts when she doesn't want him to. How weirdly jealous he had behaved that night. Sorry. Not jealous, possessive. Whatever the hell that meant. Half the time it seemed like he couldn't even stand her but he thought he had some weird claim over her?
It's not that she's never entertained the idea before but it's a bad idea for a lot of reasons not least of all him having an ego that almost rivaled her own.
She decides it's time for a break, exiting her lab to go outside to smoke a cigarette. He always bitched too much when she smoked in the house. Something about the smell offending his sensitive Saiyan sense of smell.
She taps the cigarette to let some of the ash fall. Really, that was almost reason enough to do it, sometimes.
The problem is he keeps creeping into her thoughts when she doesn't want him to. How weirdly jealous he had behaved that night. Sorry. Not jealous, possessive. Whatever the hell that meant. Half the time it seemed like he couldn't even stand her but he thought he had some weird claim over her?
It's not that she's never entertained the idea before but it's a bad idea for a lot of reasons not least of all him having an ego that almost rivaled her own.
She decides it's time for a break, exiting her lab to go outside to smoke a cigarette. He always bitched too much when she smoked in the house. Something about the smell offending his sensitive Saiyan sense of smell.
She taps the cigarette to let some of the ash fall. Really, that was almost reason enough to do it, sometimes.
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"Who says any of this is a game to me?"
But isn't it? In a lot of ways their interactions have almost devolved into a weird form of flirtation chicken that usually ends when one of them (often her) pushes the other too far?
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"It should be."
He's not a fool. He knows -- or at least, he thinks he does -- how human mating rituals work. He's sat through enough of her romantic comedies to understand that these sort of encounters are expected to have happy endings. With him, there are no happy endings and she'd be a downright fool for expecting it to result in anything resembling happy.
He was a walking disaster and/or danger zone on any given day, would likely perish with great honor in a battle worthy of his death. Romance, especially this world's definition of it, wasn't something he had time for.
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And yet she doesn't fight to get free, even as he pins her hands above her head. She knows he could easily overpower her if she struggled -- but she also if she struggled he would let her go. Most people would think she's crazy to trust Vegeta in any capacity or give him that much credit but she does.
She is, however, going to call him out on being hypocritical. "You can act like I'm being some foolish girl all you want but it's not like I'm the only one who's flirted with -- whatever the hell this is. He is, after all, the one who pinned her down like this to begin with. Who started touching her and invading her space. He can act like she's being foolish but if she is than isn't he being the exact same thing?
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"I am not flirting with you."
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"Then what would you call it? Is this one of those differences in Saiyan terms again? Like the weird possessive thing?"
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And then he's gone. One moment he's leaning over her, fingers encircling her wrists-- then he's gone, as if he blinked out of existence. Vegeta doesn't normally move at 'inhuman' speeds while around Bulma and her parents, but she caught him off guard and now that he no longer seems to have the upper hand, he's backed off.
To the other side of the room, and not just to kick the flashlight back over to her.
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She pulls herself off the ground, brushing off her clothes as she does so. The flashlight rolls back over to her and she turns to...whatever part of the room he's in now. She's not totally certain.
"You know, I asked you to hold it before because I could work faster that way." A small smirk spreads across her lips as she continues. "Of course, if you want me to take my time getting it fixed I can do that..."
Okay, so maybe she's baiting him a little to try to ease over whatever awkwardness might be lingering in the air. Since they are still stuck in here together.
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"Thank you."
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"Make it quick. I don't have all day."
As if the Androids were coming in a few hours, not a few years.
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She at least doesn't point out that he had been the one keeping her from working only moments earlier. She does have some common sense, after all.
It's not long until the lights and the electricity in the room flicker back on. That's a first step, at least.
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He's taunting her -- deliberately. The prince has no idea what he was doing back there, and refuses to label it as anything more than clear intent and indulged curiosity, and it's easier to fall back on insults than it is to leave the floor open to questions he doesn't have answers to.
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"I happen to be good for lots of things, it's not my fault you failed to realize it."
It's better this way, probably. Better that they snipe and insult one another than indulge,,,whatever had been going on back there. She doesn't have any clue what he means when he says his actions are just possession or intent an she has a feeling neither does he. It makes the whole situation a pretty bad idea.