Hey I don't own DBZ…nuff said!
A/N: This may sound a bit cheesy for some as you begin reading, but if you've read something from me before(perhaps…It Started with a Dragon Ball)…well…just keep reading.
Guess Who?!
The dark haired warrior sat up in the patio recliner as he smelled the faint scent of fresh flowers. He was taken by surprise when soft manicured hands covered his eyes.
"Guess who?!" She said playfully with a sweet tone.
He gently brought down her hands and turned to face her. Her aqua tresses were like the ocean waves, steadily being tossed by silent winds.
"Oh…it's you…" He smiled briefly and looked behind her as if he were expecting another's presence.
"He's not with me, silly!" She said with a light laugh. "He's sleeping…he's not as strong as you so that training must have tired him out."
"Yeah…you're right. I 'am' stronger than him." He agreed pompously. "Is that why you want to be with me?"
"Of course. And you're way more handsome!" she giggled as walked around to sit in his lap and begin running her hands through his thick mane. "…and everyone likes your hair better!" She giggled uncontrollably.
"Now that's a good one!" He laughed with her. "…but it's all true."
"And…" She brushed he lips across his to tease him and then retreated to speak once more. "…you kiss better."
"That's also true." He seriously said stroking her bare thigh.
"…I also figured we were better suited for each other, don't you think?" She asked staring into his dark eyes. Her heart raced every time she looked at those eyes. From the moment they first met, she could tell that there was something about him. It was something that made her desire to be with him, despite the fact that she had been going out with someone already, and he knew she was taken as well.
"Yes…" He whispered back slowly bringing his lips to hers for a quick but soft kiss. "…he doesn't deserve such a beautiful woman like you. You should be mine."
"Oh stop it!" she blushed. "Are you serious?"
"I'm serious. You see…I have this thing for blue-haired women…" He brought her lips to his for another kiss as he gently held her head in one of his hands. His other slowly trailed up her sensuous curves and stopped to cuff the luscious predetermined destination.
He broke their kiss suddenly when he felt the presence of another and slowly opened his eyes.
"Why'd you stop?" She pouted, opening her blue eyes as well. He gestured with his eyes for her to look behind. Her eyes widened with shock when she saw the figure standing there dressed in orange colored attire standing in the shadows.
"I should have known…" A voice called from the darkness. "…how could you? And in Master Roshii's favorite chair of all places!"
"Krillin!" Maron* shouted, jumping from Yamcha's hold. "It's not what you think!"
*Krillin's girlfriend during Garlic, Jr. Series. She and Bulma could pass as sisters.
So if you thought this was featuring our favorite pairing (V/B) from the start, raise your hand…If this has been done before, please tell me.
Anyway, I came up with this while trying to write up another chapter for something else. For the readers that enjoy my other ongoing works, please forgive me…I'm trying to get something out to you this weekend!
