~*The Bulma Vegeta Saga*~
By
Goku's Blue Angel
~Hi! This is my first fanfic so be nice.please. This is basically my twisted version of Bulma and Vegeta's.'getting together'. yeah that's how I'll put it.their 'getting together ^_^ Definitely not an a/u. I've got bigger plans for this one. Warning lemon in later part. There's also 'course' language so if any of that offends you then I suggest you not go on but if your fine with it read on. Please, please, please, please review!! ~Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own so you no sue!~ *** "..." speech/talking*** *** '..' thoughts/thinking***
~Chapter 1 ~ "Umm." Bulma moaned as she wiped the sleep out of her eyes and yawned. She hit the button on the alarm clock and stretched. "Another day." She said to her self as she dressed to go eat. She went down stairs to the kitchen. "Good morning Bulma!" Mrs. Briefs said in her usual cheerful manner. "Morning mom." Bulma responded looking down at the table where Vegeta sat pigging out not even bothering to look up. Bulma stared down in disgust. He didn't even bother to put a shirt on. Vegeta had been living there, at Capsule corp. for about a year since that kid from the future warned them about the androids. All he'd done thus far is trained, slept, and somehow managed to empty the Brief's fridge almost daily. That is, when he wasn't destroying the gravity capsule and it components. Not to mention yelling at Bulma everytime he destroyed the capsule, and to Bulma's dismay he somehow managed to take time from training to witness almost every embarassing fight between her and Yamcha.
Not that she completely minded him walking about without a shirt, she was use to it at this point, and besides it gave her a chance to admire his strong powerful arms and his chest corded with muscles. Oh Kami! She longed to feel them. She'd die before she admitted this to anyone. She sat down as her mom handed her a plate with eggs, bacon, and sausage. Her mother broke the Erie silence that seemed to engulf the room.
"Bulma dear, remember your father and I are leaving for that meeting today." "I know mom." Bulma replied still sneaking peeks at Vegeta while she ate. "Don't do anything funny while we're gone you two!" Mrs. Briefs teased. "Gross mom!" Bulma Blushed as Vegeta smirked. Vegeta stood up preparing to go train. "And where do you think your going?" Bulma Hissed. "Training woman" Vageta yelled as he walked out the door leaving her to clean his mess.
These verbal sparing matches were fun, for Vegeta that is. He loved getting a rise out of her. 'Inconsiderate Baka' she thought to herself this was the third time that he had left her to do all of the cleaning. 'Oh well, at least mom and dad are going out of town. Now I can invite Yamcha over and we can go swimming.' She flashed a devilish grin.
"There" she looked down at her new, blue, string bikini. It fit like a glove. "Better get going he should be here any minute now!" Bulma exclaimed with a cheerfulness that could rival her own mother's.
Bulma made her way outside of the Capsule Corp. house to the pool in front of the gravity capsule. She sat down in a lawn chair and rubbed tanning oil over her skin. Vegeta heard someone outside and peeked his head out of the door of the gravity capsule. He looked next to the pool and saw Bulma lounging on a chair. Her skin glistening in the sun, her long blue hair waving in the breeze, her bikini hugging her curves. Vegeta grunted uncomfortably "Baka human female" he said to himself. How could he find this annoying Earth woman attractive? 'But..maybe one day' he thought to himself while walking back into the gravity room before anyone noticed him.
'Five minutes, oh well he'll make it I'll just swim without him 'till he gets here' Bulma rationalized. Ignoring the thought in the back of her head that Yamcha was standing her up again for the second time this week. She stood up and dived into the cool blue water. Vageta walked out of the gravity room. His stomach urging him toward the kitchen. He stopped as he saw Bulma jump into the pool. She was beautiful he thought even though he'd die before he ever admitted it. Her blue hair looked even more beautiful waving around in a soft blue cloud under the water. The blue cloud slicking back as she swam to the surface for air.
"Did your baka boyfriend stand you up again?" Vageta smirked at the look on her face. Bulma tried to hide the fact that the last comment from Vageta actually hurt her.It was a low blow. "Fuck off Vageta he'll be here any minute, he said he'd be late." Bulma said acidly befor diving under the water. That Vageta knew exactly what to say to get to her.
Vageta watched as Bulma dived back under the water. The water reflecting on her glimmering skin as she gracefully swam the length of the swimming pool. 'What is wrong with me today this human female isn't worth my attention.' Vageta walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. 'Why can't I stop thinking about her!' He thought as he emptied a milk carton in one gulp. He slammed the fridge door and walked into the living room to watch tv. He saw Bulma siting on the couch with a towel rapped around her. "Stood up again?" Vageta smirked. He didn't get a reply. He sat down on the couch and looked at Bulma. For a second their eyes me before he saw a single tear run down her cheek. She stood up and walked into the kitchen ashamed that she let him see her cry even a single tear.
She got on the phone and called Yamcha to see what the hell was going on. She had every intention of breaking up with him, but every time she didn't it became easier not to.
She let him do it to her again. She called him and he said he was training and that he would make it up to her. He said he would pick her up at eight tomorrow. She agreed and hung up. Why did she put up with this she wasn't even sure if she even loved him or not. 'Shower, yeah a shower that will make me feel better.better make that a bath!' She thought as she made her way upstairs to the bathroom.
Meanwhile Vageta was dumbfounded. He didn't expect for her to cry, he expected for her to yell and get angry. He always baited her like that. He'd only meant to get a rise out of her. He loved the fire in her eyes, and the way her pouty lips would purse up when she glared at him. It wasn't his fault she was so sensitive, it was just so easy. Even if he wanted to be nice an apologize he knew it was impossible.
~Hi! This is my first fanfic so be nice.please. This is basically my twisted version of Bulma and Vegeta's.'getting together'. yeah that's how I'll put it.their 'getting together ^_^ Definitely not an a/u. I've got bigger plans for this one. Warning lemon in later part. There's also 'course' language so if any of that offends you then I suggest you not go on but if your fine with it read on. Please, please, please, please review!! ~Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own so you no sue!~ *** "..." speech/talking*** *** '..' thoughts/thinking***
~Chapter 1 ~ "Umm." Bulma moaned as she wiped the sleep out of her eyes and yawned. She hit the button on the alarm clock and stretched. "Another day." She said to her self as she dressed to go eat. She went down stairs to the kitchen. "Good morning Bulma!" Mrs. Briefs said in her usual cheerful manner. "Morning mom." Bulma responded looking down at the table where Vegeta sat pigging out not even bothering to look up. Bulma stared down in disgust. He didn't even bother to put a shirt on. Vegeta had been living there, at Capsule corp. for about a year since that kid from the future warned them about the androids. All he'd done thus far is trained, slept, and somehow managed to empty the Brief's fridge almost daily. That is, when he wasn't destroying the gravity capsule and it components. Not to mention yelling at Bulma everytime he destroyed the capsule, and to Bulma's dismay he somehow managed to take time from training to witness almost every embarassing fight between her and Yamcha.
Not that she completely minded him walking about without a shirt, she was use to it at this point, and besides it gave her a chance to admire his strong powerful arms and his chest corded with muscles. Oh Kami! She longed to feel them. She'd die before she admitted this to anyone. She sat down as her mom handed her a plate with eggs, bacon, and sausage. Her mother broke the Erie silence that seemed to engulf the room.
"Bulma dear, remember your father and I are leaving for that meeting today." "I know mom." Bulma replied still sneaking peeks at Vegeta while she ate. "Don't do anything funny while we're gone you two!" Mrs. Briefs teased. "Gross mom!" Bulma Blushed as Vegeta smirked. Vegeta stood up preparing to go train. "And where do you think your going?" Bulma Hissed. "Training woman" Vageta yelled as he walked out the door leaving her to clean his mess.
These verbal sparing matches were fun, for Vegeta that is. He loved getting a rise out of her. 'Inconsiderate Baka' she thought to herself this was the third time that he had left her to do all of the cleaning. 'Oh well, at least mom and dad are going out of town. Now I can invite Yamcha over and we can go swimming.' She flashed a devilish grin.
"There" she looked down at her new, blue, string bikini. It fit like a glove. "Better get going he should be here any minute now!" Bulma exclaimed with a cheerfulness that could rival her own mother's.
Bulma made her way outside of the Capsule Corp. house to the pool in front of the gravity capsule. She sat down in a lawn chair and rubbed tanning oil over her skin. Vegeta heard someone outside and peeked his head out of the door of the gravity capsule. He looked next to the pool and saw Bulma lounging on a chair. Her skin glistening in the sun, her long blue hair waving in the breeze, her bikini hugging her curves. Vegeta grunted uncomfortably "Baka human female" he said to himself. How could he find this annoying Earth woman attractive? 'But..maybe one day' he thought to himself while walking back into the gravity room before anyone noticed him.
'Five minutes, oh well he'll make it I'll just swim without him 'till he gets here' Bulma rationalized. Ignoring the thought in the back of her head that Yamcha was standing her up again for the second time this week. She stood up and dived into the cool blue water. Vageta walked out of the gravity room. His stomach urging him toward the kitchen. He stopped as he saw Bulma jump into the pool. She was beautiful he thought even though he'd die before he ever admitted it. Her blue hair looked even more beautiful waving around in a soft blue cloud under the water. The blue cloud slicking back as she swam to the surface for air.
"Did your baka boyfriend stand you up again?" Vageta smirked at the look on her face. Bulma tried to hide the fact that the last comment from Vageta actually hurt her.It was a low blow. "Fuck off Vageta he'll be here any minute, he said he'd be late." Bulma said acidly befor diving under the water. That Vageta knew exactly what to say to get to her.
Vageta watched as Bulma dived back under the water. The water reflecting on her glimmering skin as she gracefully swam the length of the swimming pool. 'What is wrong with me today this human female isn't worth my attention.' Vageta walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. 'Why can't I stop thinking about her!' He thought as he emptied a milk carton in one gulp. He slammed the fridge door and walked into the living room to watch tv. He saw Bulma siting on the couch with a towel rapped around her. "Stood up again?" Vageta smirked. He didn't get a reply. He sat down on the couch and looked at Bulma. For a second their eyes me before he saw a single tear run down her cheek. She stood up and walked into the kitchen ashamed that she let him see her cry even a single tear.
She got on the phone and called Yamcha to see what the hell was going on. She had every intention of breaking up with him, but every time she didn't it became easier not to.
She let him do it to her again. She called him and he said he was training and that he would make it up to her. He said he would pick her up at eight tomorrow. She agreed and hung up. Why did she put up with this she wasn't even sure if she even loved him or not. 'Shower, yeah a shower that will make me feel better.better make that a bath!' She thought as she made her way upstairs to the bathroom.
Meanwhile Vageta was dumbfounded. He didn't expect for her to cry, he expected for her to yell and get angry. He always baited her like that. He'd only meant to get a rise out of her. He loved the fire in her eyes, and the way her pouty lips would purse up when she glared at him. It wasn't his fault she was so sensitive, it was just so easy. Even if he wanted to be nice an apologize he knew it was impossible.