Lemons N' Whipped Cream
Disclaim: Hahah! I own One person! Muwahha, hes my bitch. Nah, but its my own character that I made up, The other DBZ chars aren't mind, I don't own them.
Chap. 1
Rated R For Violence, Sexual Contact (hehe, she said sexual) rape, and language.
B/V Fic.
Everyone's OOC, (yea so sue me) this is more of a reality Fic, doesn't start out with the series. I dunno, thought I would try something new. I'm not the best at these things, but bare with me.
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Bulma Briefs (AN: not the best speller in the world either) let out an exaggerated sigh as she watched her friends light up. Why am I here again? Because your lover Vegeta hangs out with them...that's why. Oh, right. Bulma listened to the conversation in her head. That was the only real reason she was here, because of Vegeta, if this is where they would be together, then so be it. Watching these stoners have their fun in this damp, smelly ally. The horrible thing was that those stoners were her friends. What a horrible waste of time, Bulma thought, she could be doing something way better right now, for instants, a new invention, or better yet, the rest of her homework. Anything sounded better then this.
"Hey Bulma, C'mon, light up a joint. Loosen up...he'll be here soon." Goku spoke like smoking a joint was the best thing since sliced bread.
Bulma eyed her kindergarten friend, the friend who she had known since forever, and now look at him...his eyes were blood shot, he was laughing at nothing in particular, and he looked like a fool.What happened to him? What happened to them all? Her eyes wandered over the rest of her now screwed up friends....
There was Yamcha, who was a total jerk, just one look at his face and it made you want to smack that stupid grin off of him.Bulma was only friends with him because there were times that it seemed like he really did care, but later on she learned that he was only hoping to get down her pants. He was very attracted to Bulma for some unknown reason. Bulma hated his guts. She wanted nothing to do with him anymore. He always wore those baggy dark denim jeans and that torn up Korn shirt, it had more stains on it then a Dalmatian has spots.
Next there was her long time friend, Chi Chi, who was in love with non other than Goku, of course...they were the perfect couple to anyone's eyes. But Chi Chi wasn't who she used to be, that warm, loving, caring mother like person. She grew careless and coldhearted when her father died, and that was around the time Vegeta came around, now it seemed like the only thing she really cared about was Goku, and how she looked. Dont get me wrong, she still is as beautiful as she was, just with that punk look and that silver stud in her nose. (AN: ^.^() oh geese and I'm ganna get it in my reviews, hah! imagine Chi Chi with a nose stud!*nervus laugh*)
Bulma shook her head as she brought back those heart warming memories of those girl-nights and cooking lessons they used to have together. She looked over toward Krillen, who was hanging on to every one of this blonde girl's words. Ah...Krillen...He was one of those guys who did everything their friends did. A follower. He was a great friend.
"Hey there, sexy..." Vegetas oh so seductive voice whispered into Bulma's ear. Which sent shivers down her spine. She slowly turned around to meet her lover face to face, offering a fake smile. She couldn't stand this place, to go somewhere else and hang out, she needed to get away from this...but she was afraid that if she told that to Vegeta, he would become offended and dump her. He was the reason why she was even alive.
"Hi Vegeta.... Where were you..?"
"Mind your own damn business, will you?!"
Bulma cringed at his words, and stayed silent. She watched him walk up to Goku and exchange a friendly punch, then take a hit off of Chi chi's joint. He laughed at something Goku was telling him, the silver barbell glinting in the now darkening alley. She frowned, looking down at her watch...seeing it was time to go. She cleared her throat, hoping he would look over at her. Why do you put yourself through this shit Bulma? He doesn't care...look at him. What an Asshole. He's not an asshole...deep down i know he cares. Yea..How deep down do you have to go? Shut up. C'mon, lets just go, he's not going to notice. Shit, Fuck face is walking towards you...come on...Bulma go! Go! I'm going I'm going! Bulma argued with herself alot, so much that it scared her at times.
But when she saw Yamcha coming towards her, she had to agree with herself and soon she turned and left that stinky, dark alley towards home without a word.
"Dad, I'm home!"
"Dinners on the Table."
Bulma frowned, none of her parents seemed to notice her any more. Thats why she depened so much on Vegeta, he was the only one that seemed like he cared.
She ate dinner by herself, then went upstairs to finish her homework. Once she got settled on her bed, her books and binders spread out on her bed, the phone rang, Bulma huffed in frustration as she got up to get it, she yanked it from the craddle,
"Hello?"
"Hey..Bulma Baby"
Bulma gulped, it was Vegeta. Would he be mad about her leaving with not saying good bye or telling anyone?
"H-Hey..How are you?"
"You left today, before i could even talk to you."
"It..It started getting late. I had.. had to go."
"Baby, Calm down, I ain't ganna hurt you...ok? Just chill. Anything wrong?"
"No..Nothings wrong. I..It ...just looked like you were busy."
"Nah, I'm never too busy for you babe. Lets get together.."
"Tonight?"
"No, next year..Of course tonight, ill pick you up around 11."
Bulma heard that sharp click of the phone being disconnected, that that lulling hum. She set the phone back on its cradle, then went back to her homework, thinking what it was like before Vegeta moved into town. Everything was so right...so perfect.
-----Flash Back----
"Chi Chi!! hahah, look at his face!"
"He's so adorable!"
Bulma snickered as they looked through a magazine, during Spanish class, they were bored out of their mind, the teacher was on the phone arguing with the Dean's office about some new kid.
Chi Chi snickered and tugged at Gokus shirt, handing him the magazine..
"I bet you think she's hot, huh?"
Goku glanced at the magazine and gagged, thrusting it back at his girlfriend.
"Ew Gross! How could you do that to me! She's not even in comparison to you,sweet thang."
Chi Chi giggled and snuggled against her boyfriend.
Bulma noticed that the class had gone quiet and they were all staring at the door. Bulma too stared at the door, her eyes went wide as she looked at the new kid the teacher was talking about. He was alot different then anyone else. Dressed in black, very baggy pants and a black muscle shirt. His hair matched his outfit, but it stuck straight up, he had a diamond ring in his left ear, and the meanest look on the face of this earth! It was obvious that he was strong, looking at the six pack his shirt showed.
Bulma gapped at his man, no one dared to dress like that at this school, and they'd be labeled as a freak. Clearly this guy didn't care at all. Looking at that expression he gave to the class.
"Class, This is-"
"Vegata, that's all you need to know...any of you dorks fuck with me and you'll be sorry you even thought about it."
----End of Flash Back----
Bulma sighed, that first day Vegeta walked in her class, was the day her friends changed to the unchangeable. She never thought, even dreamed, about them wanting to be friends with this dude, and the dramatic drop in their attitude about life was unbelievable. But she met this boy and began to like him...eventually they were dating, seeing it was obvious that she was the only girl that was brave enough to walk up to him. Even though she still couldn't decide what made her friends the way they are when they met Vegeta.
Bulma finished her homework, looking over at the clock she saw that she had 20 minutes to get ready for her date with Vegeta. She brought her cell phone just in case something happened. she slipped in something a little more sexier then shorts and a loose t shirt. She slipped out her window in tight jeans and a sexy tube top. Showing off her belly button ring her friends begged her to get.
Bulma groaned in boredom as she waited at the corner of her street, that's where they always met. She had been waiting for 10 minutes, Vegeta was always on time. she leaned against the STOP sign pole and continued to wait.
Before she realized it, someone clasped their hand over Bulma's mouth hard, and grabbed her roughly around the waist. Her attacker dragged her struggling body behind the tree that was near the corner.
"Keep moving and I'll slit your throat right here, right now, bitch."
Bulma slowly stopped her struggling and attempted screams, she breathed hard, her entire body trembling with fear. Tears slidding down her cheeks and over her attackers hand.
Bulma's cell phone began to ring, she breathed hard, wanting to pick it up and scream for help. She felt something cold and sharp poke into her neck.
"Answer it."
She slowly got her cell phone and pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
"Hey Bulma Baby. Sorry I'm a little late. I'm coming over now."
Her attacker shoved the point in a little deeper and whispered,
"Tell him not to come. Make any hints that you're in trouble and you die..."
Bulma gulped and nodded.
"Uh, Hun...I don't think I can tonight. I'm...I'm not feeling too well."
"Awe, well that's too bad. I'll stop by and nurse you up."
"NO! I mean...no...I'm just going to go to bed. Bye"
Bulma sighed in relief as the point of the knife was taken away from her neck. Bulma, what are we going to do?! Who is this guy?! I dont know! You think i want this? I'm Scared shitless! Me too!
Before knowing what happened, Bulma was knocked out cold, with the last thoughts of..I wish Vegeta was here..
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Hahahah...good, bad? horrible? Great? Let me know, and if I get enough GOOD reviews ill continue! How does that sound, eh? yea? yea? THEN REVIEW YOU POOPOO HEADS! (Snicker) she said poo poo
-. -() I know I know, they are way out of characters. But c'mon, I wanted to do something original. No magic, no flying, no dragon coming out from balls. (hehe, she said balls.) ahahahha. Yes, Well...Review, if you want, you dont have to. I write for my own fun and enjoyment, I could care less if you dont like it, or dont read it.
Disclaim: Hahah! I own One person! Muwahha, hes my bitch. Nah, but its my own character that I made up, The other DBZ chars aren't mind, I don't own them.
Chap. 1
Rated R For Violence, Sexual Contact (hehe, she said sexual) rape, and language.
B/V Fic.
Everyone's OOC, (yea so sue me) this is more of a reality Fic, doesn't start out with the series. I dunno, thought I would try something new. I'm not the best at these things, but bare with me.
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Bulma Briefs (AN: not the best speller in the world either) let out an exaggerated sigh as she watched her friends light up. Why am I here again? Because your lover Vegeta hangs out with them...that's why. Oh, right. Bulma listened to the conversation in her head. That was the only real reason she was here, because of Vegeta, if this is where they would be together, then so be it. Watching these stoners have their fun in this damp, smelly ally. The horrible thing was that those stoners were her friends. What a horrible waste of time, Bulma thought, she could be doing something way better right now, for instants, a new invention, or better yet, the rest of her homework. Anything sounded better then this.
"Hey Bulma, C'mon, light up a joint. Loosen up...he'll be here soon." Goku spoke like smoking a joint was the best thing since sliced bread.
Bulma eyed her kindergarten friend, the friend who she had known since forever, and now look at him...his eyes were blood shot, he was laughing at nothing in particular, and he looked like a fool.What happened to him? What happened to them all? Her eyes wandered over the rest of her now screwed up friends....
There was Yamcha, who was a total jerk, just one look at his face and it made you want to smack that stupid grin off of him.Bulma was only friends with him because there were times that it seemed like he really did care, but later on she learned that he was only hoping to get down her pants. He was very attracted to Bulma for some unknown reason. Bulma hated his guts. She wanted nothing to do with him anymore. He always wore those baggy dark denim jeans and that torn up Korn shirt, it had more stains on it then a Dalmatian has spots.
Next there was her long time friend, Chi Chi, who was in love with non other than Goku, of course...they were the perfect couple to anyone's eyes. But Chi Chi wasn't who she used to be, that warm, loving, caring mother like person. She grew careless and coldhearted when her father died, and that was around the time Vegeta came around, now it seemed like the only thing she really cared about was Goku, and how she looked. Dont get me wrong, she still is as beautiful as she was, just with that punk look and that silver stud in her nose. (AN: ^.^() oh geese and I'm ganna get it in my reviews, hah! imagine Chi Chi with a nose stud!*nervus laugh*)
Bulma shook her head as she brought back those heart warming memories of those girl-nights and cooking lessons they used to have together. She looked over toward Krillen, who was hanging on to every one of this blonde girl's words. Ah...Krillen...He was one of those guys who did everything their friends did. A follower. He was a great friend.
"Hey there, sexy..." Vegetas oh so seductive voice whispered into Bulma's ear. Which sent shivers down her spine. She slowly turned around to meet her lover face to face, offering a fake smile. She couldn't stand this place, to go somewhere else and hang out, she needed to get away from this...but she was afraid that if she told that to Vegeta, he would become offended and dump her. He was the reason why she was even alive.
"Hi Vegeta.... Where were you..?"
"Mind your own damn business, will you?!"
Bulma cringed at his words, and stayed silent. She watched him walk up to Goku and exchange a friendly punch, then take a hit off of Chi chi's joint. He laughed at something Goku was telling him, the silver barbell glinting in the now darkening alley. She frowned, looking down at her watch...seeing it was time to go. She cleared her throat, hoping he would look over at her. Why do you put yourself through this shit Bulma? He doesn't care...look at him. What an Asshole. He's not an asshole...deep down i know he cares. Yea..How deep down do you have to go? Shut up. C'mon, lets just go, he's not going to notice. Shit, Fuck face is walking towards you...come on...Bulma go! Go! I'm going I'm going! Bulma argued with herself alot, so much that it scared her at times.
But when she saw Yamcha coming towards her, she had to agree with herself and soon she turned and left that stinky, dark alley towards home without a word.
"Dad, I'm home!"
"Dinners on the Table."
Bulma frowned, none of her parents seemed to notice her any more. Thats why she depened so much on Vegeta, he was the only one that seemed like he cared.
She ate dinner by herself, then went upstairs to finish her homework. Once she got settled on her bed, her books and binders spread out on her bed, the phone rang, Bulma huffed in frustration as she got up to get it, she yanked it from the craddle,
"Hello?"
"Hey..Bulma Baby"
Bulma gulped, it was Vegeta. Would he be mad about her leaving with not saying good bye or telling anyone?
"H-Hey..How are you?"
"You left today, before i could even talk to you."
"It..It started getting late. I had.. had to go."
"Baby, Calm down, I ain't ganna hurt you...ok? Just chill. Anything wrong?"
"No..Nothings wrong. I..It ...just looked like you were busy."
"Nah, I'm never too busy for you babe. Lets get together.."
"Tonight?"
"No, next year..Of course tonight, ill pick you up around 11."
Bulma heard that sharp click of the phone being disconnected, that that lulling hum. She set the phone back on its cradle, then went back to her homework, thinking what it was like before Vegeta moved into town. Everything was so right...so perfect.
-----Flash Back----
"Chi Chi!! hahah, look at his face!"
"He's so adorable!"
Bulma snickered as they looked through a magazine, during Spanish class, they were bored out of their mind, the teacher was on the phone arguing with the Dean's office about some new kid.
Chi Chi snickered and tugged at Gokus shirt, handing him the magazine..
"I bet you think she's hot, huh?"
Goku glanced at the magazine and gagged, thrusting it back at his girlfriend.
"Ew Gross! How could you do that to me! She's not even in comparison to you,sweet thang."
Chi Chi giggled and snuggled against her boyfriend.
Bulma noticed that the class had gone quiet and they were all staring at the door. Bulma too stared at the door, her eyes went wide as she looked at the new kid the teacher was talking about. He was alot different then anyone else. Dressed in black, very baggy pants and a black muscle shirt. His hair matched his outfit, but it stuck straight up, he had a diamond ring in his left ear, and the meanest look on the face of this earth! It was obvious that he was strong, looking at the six pack his shirt showed.
Bulma gapped at his man, no one dared to dress like that at this school, and they'd be labeled as a freak. Clearly this guy didn't care at all. Looking at that expression he gave to the class.
"Class, This is-"
"Vegata, that's all you need to know...any of you dorks fuck with me and you'll be sorry you even thought about it."
----End of Flash Back----
Bulma sighed, that first day Vegeta walked in her class, was the day her friends changed to the unchangeable. She never thought, even dreamed, about them wanting to be friends with this dude, and the dramatic drop in their attitude about life was unbelievable. But she met this boy and began to like him...eventually they were dating, seeing it was obvious that she was the only girl that was brave enough to walk up to him. Even though she still couldn't decide what made her friends the way they are when they met Vegeta.
Bulma finished her homework, looking over at the clock she saw that she had 20 minutes to get ready for her date with Vegeta. She brought her cell phone just in case something happened. she slipped in something a little more sexier then shorts and a loose t shirt. She slipped out her window in tight jeans and a sexy tube top. Showing off her belly button ring her friends begged her to get.
Bulma groaned in boredom as she waited at the corner of her street, that's where they always met. She had been waiting for 10 minutes, Vegeta was always on time. she leaned against the STOP sign pole and continued to wait.
Before she realized it, someone clasped their hand over Bulma's mouth hard, and grabbed her roughly around the waist. Her attacker dragged her struggling body behind the tree that was near the corner.
"Keep moving and I'll slit your throat right here, right now, bitch."
Bulma slowly stopped her struggling and attempted screams, she breathed hard, her entire body trembling with fear. Tears slidding down her cheeks and over her attackers hand.
Bulma's cell phone began to ring, she breathed hard, wanting to pick it up and scream for help. She felt something cold and sharp poke into her neck.
"Answer it."
She slowly got her cell phone and pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
"Hey Bulma Baby. Sorry I'm a little late. I'm coming over now."
Her attacker shoved the point in a little deeper and whispered,
"Tell him not to come. Make any hints that you're in trouble and you die..."
Bulma gulped and nodded.
"Uh, Hun...I don't think I can tonight. I'm...I'm not feeling too well."
"Awe, well that's too bad. I'll stop by and nurse you up."
"NO! I mean...no...I'm just going to go to bed. Bye"
Bulma sighed in relief as the point of the knife was taken away from her neck. Bulma, what are we going to do?! Who is this guy?! I dont know! You think i want this? I'm Scared shitless! Me too!
Before knowing what happened, Bulma was knocked out cold, with the last thoughts of..I wish Vegeta was here..
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Hahahah...good, bad? horrible? Great? Let me know, and if I get enough GOOD reviews ill continue! How does that sound, eh? yea? yea? THEN REVIEW YOU POOPOO HEADS! (Snicker) she said poo poo
-. -() I know I know, they are way out of characters. But c'mon, I wanted to do something original. No magic, no flying, no dragon coming out from balls. (hehe, she said balls.) ahahahha. Yes, Well...Review, if you want, you dont have to. I write for my own fun and enjoyment, I could care less if you dont like it, or dont read it.