Lost
Hello and welcome to my newest story! I've had a writing block in this story for a long time and was ready to publish the first chapter until I broke through it. While this is my second story on here now, this story is actually my first. This will be a long fanfiction, and I already have several chapters banked up so you're welcome.(; Don't be afraid to review or comment! Happy reading!
And oh yah… I don't own Dragonball Z. But a girl can wish…
Chapter 1
Home
'Back from Namek at last. With the little adventure I just had I deserve a much needed brake from work,' Bulma thought this while sliding into her bed for the first since getting home. 'Best feeling ever.' With this thought, Bulma was fast asleep in seconds.
Meanwhile, a new houseguest was roaming the halls of Capsule Corporation.
"How big is this place? It just seems to be going on forever." The houseguest was going in and out of each room to learn his surroundings. He was on level three of six. He started his little tour on the sixth floor because Bulma suggested starting at the bottom and there was no way he was going to take suggestions from a stupid and inferior being such as herself.
So far, on his tour he had seen a whole floor dedicated to storage, seen the office and paper side of Capsule Corporation. He still wasn't sure quite what the Briefs company was. Lastly, he saw Bulma's parents' bedroom. Now he was off to the second floor. When the houseguest got off the elevator onto the second floor, he was in awe. It was one of the most luxurious bedrooms he had ever seen.
The floors were covered in white marble and the walls were white with the most ornate gold trim detailing from stop to bottom. Marble columns throughout the room with the bottom quarter painted gold. From the extremely high ceilings hung the biggest and grandest chandeliers he had ever laid his eyes on. "What could this floor possibly be used for," the wondering guest said. The furniture in the sitting room was royal blue with gold details. His favorite color. As he was walking through the rest of the floor, his jaw was to the floor with the amount of detail that went into the room. From the faint memories of his home planet, this was the closest thing he had seen to it since he taken away 22 years ago. He reached the closed off bedroom and went inside the massive gold French doors. As he was looking around the room, he stopped dead in his tracks as he realized someone was sleeping in the grand bed. As he looked at the sleeping person in the bed, he discovered it was Bulma sound asleep.
'I can't just let this opportunity slip away to make her mad,' the guest thought as a devilish smirk graced his face. He went over to her spa like bathroom and took the toothbrushes out of the cup they were in and filled it with cold water. He then proceeded to sneak up to the bed not making a sound, and dumped the water right on her sleeping figure.
Bulma woke up immediately with the most confused look on her face while she gasped for air and tried to move her soaked hair away from her face. As she turned to her side she saw Vegeta standing there with the biggest grin, she was almost expecting him to start laughing; but, then again, it's him. She's never heard him laugh before. The look of confusion in an instant turned to complete rage.
"VEGETA, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS BED!"
"Oh please, you and your weak friends couldn't hurt me even if they tried!" and with that his grin went back to his normal cold face.
"WE'LL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT NOW WON'T WE!" Bulma enraged got out of her bed, marched her way over to him, and slapped him across the face as hard as she could. As soon as she slapped him, her anger turned into fear. 'What the hell did I just do? Now he's going to kill me.' Vegeta looked at Bulma straight into her eyes and gave her a look that could kill. Bulma could hear him growling at her. Vegeta grabbed Bulma's wrist that was still in the air and made sure it was painful.
"Do you know what you just did? You just signed your death wish Woman. I am Prince Vegeta, Ruler of all Sayian's and you have the audacity to touch me? You're going to pay for that dearly."
"Wait wait wait! I'm sorry Vegeta! Please don't kill me! I'll do anything, what do you want?" Bulma had tears running down her face from how hard he was grabbing her wrist and was the most scared she's ever been. With Vegeta, still staring daggers at her he finally let go of her wrist.
"As a matter of fact there is something you can do for me. You can make me something to eat, I haven't eaten since yesterday." Vegeta said this and you could practically hearing the hate drip off every word. "And quit your pathetic begging weakling."
"Okay Vegeta I'll make you something to eat lets go downstairs." Bulma couldn't look into Vegeta's eyes when she said this because she was scared she would start crying. Bulma and Vegeta then proceeded to the first floor in silence.
After walking down a very long hallway, they took a right and they arrived at the kitchen.
Standing in the doorway Vegeta was floored. 'This kitchen is as big as the one we had in my palace. 'What doesn't this place have?'
Interupting Vegeta's thoughts, "So what do you want me to make for you Vegeta? We have pretty much everything."
"Make me what you please; I'm not accustomed to your stupid food."
"Excuse me? Our Earth customs are just fine thank you very little! Especially our food!" Bulma felling insulted made her way around the kitchen and pulled out five steaks, seven potatoes, and some frozen dinner rolls. 'Hopefully Vegeta doesn't eat as messy as Goku always does. I bet he eats just as much though.' With a sigh, Bulma began to cook the food she got out. After 45 minutes of cooking she was finally done. "Here you go Vegeta. Steak, mashed potatoes, and rolls is what's for dinner," with a confident smile, she waited for Vegeta to take the first bite. 'I've been cooking since I was eleven, he better like this.'
Vegeta took the first bite and the strange meat he was putting in his mouth was perfect. 'How did she learn to cook this good? Never mind, stupid question, She's a woman. That's why.' Not wanting her to know how good it was though he said to her in a bored tone, "Where did you learn to cook? Because this is the most mediocre food, I have ever tasted. Even Frieza's ship didn't have this bad of food. I thought women were supposed to be in the kitchen all the time learning how to make GOOD food!"
"Why you…" Feeling herself getting angrier by the second Bulma decided to let her anger win. "YOU JERK I SPENT TIME WORKING ON THIS YOU KNOW! EVERYBODY SEEMS TO LOVE MY COOKING YOU BASTARD! REMIND ME NEVER TO COOK FOR YOU AGAIN; INSTEAD, I'LL COOK FOR SOMEONE WHO WILL APPRECIATE IT! SOMEONE LIKE YAMCHA, YOU ROYAL PAIN IN MY ASS! IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN DON'T EAT IT!"
"I haven't eaten since yesterday so I'll have to live with your shitty cooking Woman." 'Truth be told though, this is one of the best meals I've ever had. Nothing like what was on that lizard's damn ship. If you even want to call what they served you food.'
"OH, ONE MORE THING, WOMEN DON'T BELONG IN A KITCHEN YOU SEXIST BASTARD!" Feeling enraged Bulma stormed off into the kitchen, opened up the industrial sized freezer, and got out a tub of pineapple sorbet. This was here favorite dessert of all time. She loved how tart it was and how smooth is felt going down her throat. She got a spoon and headed over to the table to sit across from Vegeta. She opened the sorbet and started eating right out of the tub.
Vegeta was finished eating and was watching Bulma drown her anger in sweets. "Don't eat the whole thing Woman, you'll get even fatter." Vegeta smirked at seeing her getting mad at his comment.
"Fine Vegeta I'll put it away. I have something I want to show you anyways you jerk."
'I don't like surprises. What could she even have to show me? She just got home yesterday anyways.' Curiosity getting the best of him he waited for Bulma to put away the frozen treat.
"Follow me downstairs for my present to you."
"Whatever Woman." Vegeta followed Bulma down the stairs, went through security, and once again, he was shocked by what he was seeing. "You have an entire fucking lab in your basement."
"Yah yah, it's part of our company. We keep it underground so people can't try to steal our designs. Follow me to my office." Vegeta silently followed Bulma to her office. "Here," Bulma handed Vegeta a sketch of some sort.
"What the hell am I supposed to do with a drawing?" Obviously confused he handed it back to Bulma.
"No silly, these are the blueprints to a gravity machine. In other words, it's a machine you go inside of and it can multiply Earth's gravity. I thought it would help you while training. Depending on how high you set the gravity to the more power you'll gain while training in less time. It's a much faster alternative to just training at the Earth's normal gravity. So do you like it?" nervously waiting for Vegeta to respond she handed him back the drawing.
"This is the first intelligent thing you've done since we met." Shocked that Bulma was this smart, he asked her another question, "When did you have time to come up with this woman? We only got here yesterday and you've practically been sleeping since yesterday."
"I've still done more than you! I drew it coming home from Namek. I figured I had to build something to get you to shut up, and man was I right!"
"You take that back! You're the one who never shuts up and yells all the time!"
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Yay! You finished the first chapter! Well lucky for you I am going to post two chapters tonight to satisfy your need for a little while!(; Writing the chapter I was wishing Bulma's room was my own. (And her man was mine…) Hope you liked it! Happy reading!