GALAXY FARAWAY AND WASTED.

CHAPTER 1 – BREAKING UP AND GETTING TOGETHER.

A short little ficlet about Bulma and Vegeta that I've had rattling around in my head.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive. Idea derived from the song 'Spaceship' by Puddle of Mudd.

A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech)

Bulma had just broken up with her boyfriend of ten years. She caught the bastard cheating on her. He wasn't just caught anywhere he was caught at the restaurant where they were having there anniversary dinner. For Bulma that had been the final straw and she dumped the creep there in the men's bathroom with his pants around his ankles.

"That's it I need a man, a REAL man! Even if it's for one night." She ranted as her tired squealed in reply to her harsh stomp on the accelerator on her way to the club.

Elsewhere in space…

"Kakarott we need some form of entertainment to celebrate to defeat of our worthy adversary. What say you to finding some women on a nearby planet?" Vegeta said still carrying his high from their victory.

"I think that's a great idea! May I ask what for?" Kakarott jumped with excitement before a puzzled look crossed his face

Vegeta slapped his forehead at the naive remark. "Don't worry third class. You'll find out." He smirked with the knowledge of what a 'first time' would bring his subordinate.

Back on Earth…

Bulma was partying it up with her best friend ChiChi at the club. She called Chi after leaving the restaurant and told her the whole story. She told all from the long wait for him to return from the bathroom, to her going to check up on him, and then peaking in the men's room after hearing the pleasured moans coming from within.

"Bulma, count this as a blessing. You're so much better off." Chi said as she danced beside her friend.

Bulma paused for a moment before she resumed her fluid motions. "Yeah, you're right. I should be glad I found out when I did how he was. What is we had been married?" Bulma eeped at the latter.

"Just have fun tonight. Who knows? You might just find your 'Prince Charming'." Chi said optimistically.

"Chi, I don't need 'Prince Charming'. I need a nice healthy screw."

"A what? You whore!" Chi smiled ear to ear as she feigned looking appalled.

"Screw driver! Screw driver, Chi!" She tried her best to cover herself from her Freudian slip. "I'm going to go get a drink. Want one?"

"Yeah. Get me a 'nice healthy screw'! I mean screw driver!" She yelled effectively embarrassing her friend, Bulma.

Vegeta and Kakarott enter the club their eyes widening slightly at the sights and sounds. "This place is perfect. The people here seem to be behaving as if they are in rut." Vegeta said, but his voice was drowned out by the music.

"What was that Vegeta?" Kakarott asked innocently.

"Never mind, baka. Just find a woman for the night. Now be gone" The prince ordered and then refocused his sights on a reasonably clad woman wearing a silver metallic mini dress. He watched in awe as the material sparkled in the flashing lights as she moved to the tantric beat of the music. Vegeta had made his choice.

Bulma stopped dancing as the music ended and went upstairs to the bar to get another drink. She took a few napkins from on top of the bar and patted away the sweat on her face and chest. She then smoothed back the stands of blue hair that stuck to her face and neck.

Vegeta watched as the woman he designated as his prey left the dance floor and preceded to the bar. He watched as she sensually patted the gleaming sweat from the valley in her breasts. He couldn't help but dart his tongue out and lick his lips at her actions. He was in predator mode and ready pounce on his prey.

Bulma jumped as she felt a pair of hands fall onto her shoulders. She whipped her head around to see her best friend ChiChi. She sighed and scolded her friend for startling her. "You scared me half to death! Who have you got there with you?" She asked just noticing the dark haired and eyed man.

"Oh? This is Kakarott." Chi began and Kakarott nodded his head in greeting. Chi mouthed to Bulma 'for me'. "He and I are going to be leaving soon. *wink* You see he's foreign and I offered to show him… the sights. Are you okay to drive home or do I need to take you?"

"No, I'll be fine. I'll call a cab if need be." Bulma smiled at her friend and mouthed back 'be careful' without being seen by Chi's new company. "I'll call you tomorrow, Chi." Chi turned and winked back at Bulma as she left arm in arm with her new 'friend'.

Bulma left the bar and walked down the stairs back to the dance floor. On the last step she stumbled and found herself face to face with a very handsome man. She stared at him taking in his dark eyes. She snapped back to reality and then noticed she was wrapped securely in his arms. "Thank you…" She left her reply open for him to fill in his name.

"Vegeta." He said in a husky tone that caused a dull throb between her thighs. Chills raced along her nerve endings as he pulled his hands slowly dragging them across her smooth cream color skin. "And your name is?" Vegeta smiled inwardly at his small victory as the scent of her arousal hit his nose.

"Bulma." She replied in a nonchalant way as not to appear to desperate. "Would you like to sit down and have a drink with me?" Bulma kicked herself mentally. –So much for not trying to appear desperate, idiot!-

"I have a better idea. Have you ever been flying?"

"Well, yes, actually." She admitted not actually sure in what form of flight he meant.

"Not like this you haven't he said as he held her hand and pulling her along to the exit of the club. Once outside her picked her up into his arms and then took off into the sky.