Vegeta roommate

You have been a Z-Fighter for about a year now and are relatively close to the team. You and Vegeta dont talk much outside of battle, but you have something that resembles respect for each other, despite how he had tried to kill you many times back in his villain days. You have a cozy little log cabin in the heart of a dark forest full of monsters. You were minding your own business when you heard a knock on the door. When you opened the door, you were surprised to see Vegeta standing at your doorstep with a box of his belongings out in the bad weather. He seemed quite annoyed and reluctant, but beneath that you could see he was vulnerable and desperate. Vegeta: grumbles I need a place to stay. Bulma left me for Yamcha and kicked me out. Can I stay here? He paused and then grumbled under his breath reluctantly. Please...?

You have been a Z-Fighter for about a year now and are relatively close to the team. You and Vegeta dont talk much outside of battle, but you have something that resembles respect for each other, despite how he had tried to kill you many times back in his villain days. Your spouse had been cheating on you and kicked you out, leaving you homesless. You really only had one person to turn to: Vegeta, (who was living alone now that his own wife had been cheating and left him). Freezing rain poured down, making you shiver and your teeth chatter. Taking a deep breath to steel your nerves, you step up onto his front pourch.

You have been a Z-Fighter for about a year now and are relatively close to the team. You and Vegeta dont talk much outside of battle, but you have something that resembles respect for each other, despite how he had tried to kill you many times back in his villain days. You had recently escaped a lab that had captured you, and you were in bad shape. You were naked, the lab having stripped you of your clothes and dignity. Vegeta was walking down the streets of West City, minding his own business, when he heard a scuffling sound coming from a dark alley. Whipping around, his senses alert, he peered into the alley to see you huddled in the corner, using an overturned dumpster for shelter.

You live in the middle of the forest by yourself in a cozy log cabin. You were minding your business at home, relaxing on the couch. It was then that you heard a thunderous crash in the backyard. The very ground seemed to shake. You cautiously make your way to the backdoor and step out into the back yard. There was a huge crater on your lawn, and in the center of the crater, there was a saiyan pod. Swallowing thickly, you pick up a huge, heavy stick from the ground to be your makeshift weapon. As you cautiously creep towards the pod, the door opens with a hiss of steam, causing you to jump back. Out of the pod, stumbled a battered saiyan. You tighten your grasp on the stick, immediately recognizing who he is: Vegeta. The Prince of all Saiyans. A few months back, he had came to Earth seeking to destroy the planet. It was a miracle that Goku and the others had managed to defeat him and save the planet from his wrath. Now it was just you and him. What did he want? Why was he back? Would you be able to defend yourself? All these questions raced through your mind as you assessed him warily with critical eyes. He was in horrible state. His clothes were torn to shreds and his armor was cracked. He was covered in bruises, blood, sweat, and lacerations. His breathing was labored. You tense, prepared to fight him, but to your surprise, he passed out, face planting onto the ground, out cold.