A New Kind of Love
By: Stacey Meyer
A/N-------Hey again! Yep, I know that I'm stupid for writing two stories at the
same time, but oh well. I decided to be more original with this one. Of course
you guys know who's in this one. My favorite couple of all times. Bulma and
Vegeta, of course! Geeze. I just wanna say thanks to all those people who
reviewed "Aishiteru" for me! You guys are the best. If you haven't read it yet, go
read it! It's still a writing in progress. Oh, and if I make any stupid mistakes, it's
because I'm kinda busy listening to Rancid, one of the best bands ever. Them
and Goldfinger and Pulley and The Ataris. If you're into "punk" music, and
you've never heard these bands before, download some of their songs. Well, on
that note, on with the story!
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July 27
I looked up at him, and I told him in a very calm, clear voice, "I want you
bad, and I want you now." He gently tossed me onto the bed, being careful not
to harm me in any way. That's why I love this man. Sure, he acts like a total ass
in front of other people, but when it's just me and him, he is the sweetest, most
loving human, err, I mean being on this planet. Wait a second! Hold up! I'm
getting way too far away from the beginning of my little tale here. Sorry 'bout
that! It's just that I usually skip to the best parts of the stories. Force of habit.
First off, let me introduce myself properly. My name is Bulma Briefs, I'm 22
years old, and I work as the president of C.C., you know, Capsule Corporation.
Well, actually the president of the third floor; scientific studies, scientific labs,
scientific experiments, scientific technology, and the scientific assembly lines.
Whoo, that's a lot of science. I like to call my floor of C.C. the "hot spot". I call it
that because, believe it or not, there are a ton of hotties who are pretty damn
smart that work on the third floor. ANYWAY... I'll talk to you later. ~ Love, B.B.
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Approximately One Year ago............
It was a hot, sunny day at the C.C. compounds, and Bulma had nothing
productive to do. All of the machines were working properly, and there was
nothing new to research or invent. Bulma made her way outside and laid down
in the grass, trying to bask in a few rays and loosen up. Just as she felt that she
was about to tan, there was a shadow cast over her. *Damn clouds.* Bulma
mentally thought to herself, but she just continued to lay there with her eyes
shut, thinking the sun was going to come out in time. After about two minutes,
she heard an 'ahem' and gazed up slightly. It was a person blocking her
sunlight, not the clouds. She felt remarkably embarrassed. There, standing in
front of her was the most amazingly sexy, handsome man she had ever seen in
her lifetime. He had jet black hair that defied gravity in every way possible, coal
black eyes which seemed like the only way to this man's soul, the most amazing
body Bulma had ever seen, and the sexiest, most devious smirk plastered on his
chiseled features.
"Uhh...hehe...sorry 'bout that. I didn't see you there. Are you new around
here?" The man just sort of nodded slightly. "Oh, well then. My name's Bulma.
Bulma Briefs." Bulma stuck out her hand to the man. He just looked at it and
'humph'ed. "Umm, right. Well, what's your name then?"
The man finally decided to reply after a few moments.
"The name's Vegeta. And don't you forget it woman."
"Vegeta, eh? Well, Vegeta, which floor of C.C. are you assigned to?"
Bulma was getting a little miffed by this point and time, so she did her relaxation
exercises so she wouldn't blow up on the newcomer, even though he was an
arrogant prick. *How dare he call me woman. Does he not know to whom he is
speaking? UGH! Men...* Vegeta pulled out a little blue piece of paper with his
floor number and which section of the level he was to be working in on it.
"Third floor, scientific labs, lab 23."
"Well, well, well. It seems that you work on the same level in which I run.
And it just so happens that your lab is right next to my office. Who was assigned
to take you on a tour of the facilities?"
"Some cue-ball-headed fool with no nose named Krillen. But he was
boring me, so I sent him off." (A/N I have nothing against Krillen, it's just that I
don't get why he doesn't have a nose and why he has 6 dots on his forehead. It
always confused me to why he has 6 dots and no nose. DAMN IT! hehe)
"Oh, okay. Umm, well then, I'll just have to give you the tour myself.
Please, follow me closely. We wouldn't want you loosing your way, now would
we?." Vegeta just snorted and waited for Bulma to lead the way.
Bulma walked in front of Vegeta, and led him inside. "This is the main
lobby. You can check in for work either here, or up in the lab area. You are to
be here promptly at 7:30 a.m. No later. Lunch starts at 12:00 and ends at
12:45, and work ends at 5:00. You get a thirty minute break once a day." Bulma
made her way to the elevator. Vegeta silently drug himself behind her and into
the elevator. DING. "And this is the third floor of C.C., you really don't need to
bother with a tour of the other 22 floors. You only need to concern yourself with
the third floor." The elevator doors opened to show an amazingly organized
level of C.C., containing everything scientific that you could possibly dream of.
On one side of the level there was a huge factory line to manufacture and
produce millions upon millions of capsules, and on the other there was a
colossal telescope. There were about 20 enormous rooms which held smaller
rooms for experiments and lab studies attached to the main lobby of the third
floor. Vegeta stood there, seemingly unimpressed. Bulma led him to the 23 lab
to give him instructions on what he was to be doing for the remainder of the day.
"You are to fill out this form. Sign where the "x's" are, and turn it into my office
as soon as you're done. Remember, my office is right next to this lab, so if I
hear anything explode, I know that it was you." This got Vegeta slightly pissed
off. He muttered a few choice words under his breath, not caring if Bulma heard
him.
OKAY!!!!!!! So, what do you guys think for Chapter 1? Is it good? Bad?
Please, review if you would be so kind. Oh, and don't forget to read "Aishiteru"
and listen to Rancid, Goldfinger, Rise Against, The Ataris, and Pulley.
Hehe...actually, I don't really care if you listen to those bands or not, but I do
care if you read "Aishiteru" or not. Hehe...j/k. Laterz!
^_~ Stacey ^_~
By: Stacey Meyer
A/N-------Hey again! Yep, I know that I'm stupid for writing two stories at the
same time, but oh well. I decided to be more original with this one. Of course
you guys know who's in this one. My favorite couple of all times. Bulma and
Vegeta, of course! Geeze. I just wanna say thanks to all those people who
reviewed "Aishiteru" for me! You guys are the best. If you haven't read it yet, go
read it! It's still a writing in progress. Oh, and if I make any stupid mistakes, it's
because I'm kinda busy listening to Rancid, one of the best bands ever. Them
and Goldfinger and Pulley and The Ataris. If you're into "punk" music, and
you've never heard these bands before, download some of their songs. Well, on
that note, on with the story!
**********************************************************************************************
July 27
I looked up at him, and I told him in a very calm, clear voice, "I want you
bad, and I want you now." He gently tossed me onto the bed, being careful not
to harm me in any way. That's why I love this man. Sure, he acts like a total ass
in front of other people, but when it's just me and him, he is the sweetest, most
loving human, err, I mean being on this planet. Wait a second! Hold up! I'm
getting way too far away from the beginning of my little tale here. Sorry 'bout
that! It's just that I usually skip to the best parts of the stories. Force of habit.
First off, let me introduce myself properly. My name is Bulma Briefs, I'm 22
years old, and I work as the president of C.C., you know, Capsule Corporation.
Well, actually the president of the third floor; scientific studies, scientific labs,
scientific experiments, scientific technology, and the scientific assembly lines.
Whoo, that's a lot of science. I like to call my floor of C.C. the "hot spot". I call it
that because, believe it or not, there are a ton of hotties who are pretty damn
smart that work on the third floor. ANYWAY... I'll talk to you later. ~ Love, B.B.
**********************************************************************************************
Approximately One Year ago............
It was a hot, sunny day at the C.C. compounds, and Bulma had nothing
productive to do. All of the machines were working properly, and there was
nothing new to research or invent. Bulma made her way outside and laid down
in the grass, trying to bask in a few rays and loosen up. Just as she felt that she
was about to tan, there was a shadow cast over her. *Damn clouds.* Bulma
mentally thought to herself, but she just continued to lay there with her eyes
shut, thinking the sun was going to come out in time. After about two minutes,
she heard an 'ahem' and gazed up slightly. It was a person blocking her
sunlight, not the clouds. She felt remarkably embarrassed. There, standing in
front of her was the most amazingly sexy, handsome man she had ever seen in
her lifetime. He had jet black hair that defied gravity in every way possible, coal
black eyes which seemed like the only way to this man's soul, the most amazing
body Bulma had ever seen, and the sexiest, most devious smirk plastered on his
chiseled features.
"Uhh...hehe...sorry 'bout that. I didn't see you there. Are you new around
here?" The man just sort of nodded slightly. "Oh, well then. My name's Bulma.
Bulma Briefs." Bulma stuck out her hand to the man. He just looked at it and
'humph'ed. "Umm, right. Well, what's your name then?"
The man finally decided to reply after a few moments.
"The name's Vegeta. And don't you forget it woman."
"Vegeta, eh? Well, Vegeta, which floor of C.C. are you assigned to?"
Bulma was getting a little miffed by this point and time, so she did her relaxation
exercises so she wouldn't blow up on the newcomer, even though he was an
arrogant prick. *How dare he call me woman. Does he not know to whom he is
speaking? UGH! Men...* Vegeta pulled out a little blue piece of paper with his
floor number and which section of the level he was to be working in on it.
"Third floor, scientific labs, lab 23."
"Well, well, well. It seems that you work on the same level in which I run.
And it just so happens that your lab is right next to my office. Who was assigned
to take you on a tour of the facilities?"
"Some cue-ball-headed fool with no nose named Krillen. But he was
boring me, so I sent him off." (A/N I have nothing against Krillen, it's just that I
don't get why he doesn't have a nose and why he has 6 dots on his forehead. It
always confused me to why he has 6 dots and no nose. DAMN IT! hehe)
"Oh, okay. Umm, well then, I'll just have to give you the tour myself.
Please, follow me closely. We wouldn't want you loosing your way, now would
we?." Vegeta just snorted and waited for Bulma to lead the way.
Bulma walked in front of Vegeta, and led him inside. "This is the main
lobby. You can check in for work either here, or up in the lab area. You are to
be here promptly at 7:30 a.m. No later. Lunch starts at 12:00 and ends at
12:45, and work ends at 5:00. You get a thirty minute break once a day." Bulma
made her way to the elevator. Vegeta silently drug himself behind her and into
the elevator. DING. "And this is the third floor of C.C., you really don't need to
bother with a tour of the other 22 floors. You only need to concern yourself with
the third floor." The elevator doors opened to show an amazingly organized
level of C.C., containing everything scientific that you could possibly dream of.
On one side of the level there was a huge factory line to manufacture and
produce millions upon millions of capsules, and on the other there was a
colossal telescope. There were about 20 enormous rooms which held smaller
rooms for experiments and lab studies attached to the main lobby of the third
floor. Vegeta stood there, seemingly unimpressed. Bulma led him to the 23 lab
to give him instructions on what he was to be doing for the remainder of the day.
"You are to fill out this form. Sign where the "x's" are, and turn it into my office
as soon as you're done. Remember, my office is right next to this lab, so if I
hear anything explode, I know that it was you." This got Vegeta slightly pissed
off. He muttered a few choice words under his breath, not caring if Bulma heard
him.
OKAY!!!!!!! So, what do you guys think for Chapter 1? Is it good? Bad?
Please, review if you would be so kind. Oh, and don't forget to read "Aishiteru"
and listen to Rancid, Goldfinger, Rise Against, The Ataris, and Pulley.
Hehe...actually, I don't really care if you listen to those bands or not, but I do
care if you read "Aishiteru" or not. Hehe...j/k. Laterz!
^_~ Stacey ^_~