*I don't own them and if I did then I would have a hell of a lot more
interesting life, and I wouldn't have to worry about student loans*
MOONLIGHT EMBRACE
Base: Dragon Ball Z
Time Reference: One Year before the Android Saga
Characters: Bulma and Vegeta
Setting: Capsule Corp. and Bulma's Home
Lying in her bed Bulma could hear the rumbling the rumbling coming from the gravity chamber outside.
"Damn doesn't he ever sleep" Bulma thought to herself. "I can't take this" Bulma said as she stomped downstairs, not caring who saw her pajamas.
"Vegeta get the Hell out here NOW!" Bulma screamed. "God damnet get out here"
"What is it woman you know better then…"
"Some of us are trying to get some sleep damnet" Bulma Interrupted
"I don't care now leave me to train in peace wench" Vegeta said as he turned his back on her.
Grabbing his arm and spinning him around Bulma Yells "Don't you turn your back on me you arrogant bastard"
Vegeta, Stunned has no idea what to say; he looks in her eyes as sees a flicker of something familiar. "You have balls women to treat me like this"
"Well I'm not some lowly peasant you can kick around and use at your whim" Bulma Retorts
"I have never asked anything from you but to fix this Fucking chamber, which you built…poorly, when it is broken" Vegeta yells in return
"Well if you wouldn't over do it then it wouldn't need to be fixed" Bulma yells "Now keep it down for Kame's sake" She says as she walks away.
Vegeta finds himself fairly intrigued in Bulma. He finds himself admiring her curvatures, which are quite noticeable through that skimpy little Negligee.
"What am I thinking" Vegeta thinks to himself "She is a human, and a lowly human at that" Vegeta thinks "But she did look quite sunning in that little thing" Vegeta says to himself as he thinks of Bulma in her sleeping attire
The way it was cut low enough to show cleavage but not too much, just enough to tease. And how the curves of her buttocks showed nicely through the backside of her pajamas.
He quits training for the night knowing that the machine would have soon overheated anyway.
Bulma inside cannot stop but to think about Vegeta and the way his body shown with a glint of sweat under the moonlight. "He is just gorgeous," She said to herself as she thought of the Saiyan prince.
This is not the first time she had thought of him this way. It was not just a physical attraction; she truly was beginning to fall in love with him. She had no Idea why. He would never feel the same way about her. Or would he, she thought.
Vegeta remembered that flicker in her eyes as he walked inside. "She looked almost Saiyan for a second" he thought.
He knocked on her door.
"Come in" She said
He opened the door immediately noticing her body wrapped in nothing but a silk sheet. Next noticing the removed nighty, which lay in a mound on the floor.
"What"? Bulma said sternly
"Tune up the gravity room, its strength is wavering." He said without demand in his voice.
Bulma had noticed as he entered that he had removed his training shirt and his muscles were rippled. She noticed his hard chiseled abs and his dark mysterious eyes. It sent shivers up and down her spine.
"You sleep alone where is your mate"? Vegeta asked
"Yamcha and I have been separated for almost a year Vegeta, where have you been?"
"He still comes around here like a wounded dog"
"We are still friends Vegeta," She said as she sat up holding the sheet up to cover her naked self.
"Very well good night Bulma"
"Good night Vegeta" Bulma spoke with discontent in her tone. She truly enjoyed talking to him, at least when he was civil. Bulma then heard a door close and the shower turn on. Curiosity flowed over her mind. She then found her self up and out of bed and, as if some force of nature, being pulled toward the bathroom. She opened her bedroom door and felt a chill from the hall. Her nipples began to harden as she pulled on a robe and walked toward the bathroom.
As she quietly opened the bathroom door she heard Vegeta mumbling to himself in his native tongue.
"Nech ick noin ca choa Bulma asta nes ko na"
"He is talking about me," Bulma thought to herself
Unannounced to Vegeta the shower door slid open. A naked Bulma stepped into shower. Being as quite as possible Bulma slide behind Vegeta and placed her hands on Vegeta's back and pressed her body against his.
"WHAT" Vegeta said with surprise in his voice.
"Shhhh" Bulma said
"What are you doing here woman"
"I'm, uh, um I'm sorry I don't know, I"
Before she could finish her sentence Vegeta taking one look at her had left and Bulma began to cry in shock.
"That's it, its over I've blown it, Damnet." They both thought simultaneously.
Bulma collected herself and started walking toward her room when she heard Vegeta's voice.
"Woman, Come here." Vegeta said sternly
"Piss off" Bulma yelled as she quickened her step.
"Please"
Stopping quickly, she turned and stepped into his room seeing him standing there in nothing but his towel.
He saw her holding her robe closed. She had not tied it off. He stepped over to her and closed the door behind her
"I'm"
"Sorry" They both had said interrupting each other. Vegeta stared at her with a stare that pierced right to her heart.
She began to disrobe.
"No" He said softly
He picked her up and carried her to his bed. Never before had she felt so comfortable and safe.
He laid her in his bed. Vegeta slid into the bed next to her. Neither one had said anything. He back was toward him as his arms wrapped around her and held her tightly. She removed his towel and he removed her robe. She began to position herself on top of him but he quelled that saying "No, Just let me hold you"
He held his arms around her naked body.
She knew that with a mere flex of his muscles she could easily be dead, but she felt know fear what so ever. She laid there in his embrace. Bulma had never before felt this way, so comfortable, secure and wanted in her life.
For the first time Vegeta could remember, this lowly being, a human female, made his feel loved and Vegeta felt, for the first time since he landed on this cursed rock he felt he belonged as if he was not alone.
He gave her a small squeeze just to make sure this was real. She rolled over and returned the squeeze. Bulma nuzzled into his chest and he inhaled a whiff of sent from her hair as they both drifted off to sleep
END OF CHAPTER ONE
MOONLIGHT EMBRACE
Base: Dragon Ball Z
Time Reference: One Year before the Android Saga
Characters: Bulma and Vegeta
Setting: Capsule Corp. and Bulma's Home
Lying in her bed Bulma could hear the rumbling the rumbling coming from the gravity chamber outside.
"Damn doesn't he ever sleep" Bulma thought to herself. "I can't take this" Bulma said as she stomped downstairs, not caring who saw her pajamas.
"Vegeta get the Hell out here NOW!" Bulma screamed. "God damnet get out here"
"What is it woman you know better then…"
"Some of us are trying to get some sleep damnet" Bulma Interrupted
"I don't care now leave me to train in peace wench" Vegeta said as he turned his back on her.
Grabbing his arm and spinning him around Bulma Yells "Don't you turn your back on me you arrogant bastard"
Vegeta, Stunned has no idea what to say; he looks in her eyes as sees a flicker of something familiar. "You have balls women to treat me like this"
"Well I'm not some lowly peasant you can kick around and use at your whim" Bulma Retorts
"I have never asked anything from you but to fix this Fucking chamber, which you built…poorly, when it is broken" Vegeta yells in return
"Well if you wouldn't over do it then it wouldn't need to be fixed" Bulma yells "Now keep it down for Kame's sake" She says as she walks away.
Vegeta finds himself fairly intrigued in Bulma. He finds himself admiring her curvatures, which are quite noticeable through that skimpy little Negligee.
"What am I thinking" Vegeta thinks to himself "She is a human, and a lowly human at that" Vegeta thinks "But she did look quite sunning in that little thing" Vegeta says to himself as he thinks of Bulma in her sleeping attire
The way it was cut low enough to show cleavage but not too much, just enough to tease. And how the curves of her buttocks showed nicely through the backside of her pajamas.
He quits training for the night knowing that the machine would have soon overheated anyway.
Bulma inside cannot stop but to think about Vegeta and the way his body shown with a glint of sweat under the moonlight. "He is just gorgeous," She said to herself as she thought of the Saiyan prince.
This is not the first time she had thought of him this way. It was not just a physical attraction; she truly was beginning to fall in love with him. She had no Idea why. He would never feel the same way about her. Or would he, she thought.
Vegeta remembered that flicker in her eyes as he walked inside. "She looked almost Saiyan for a second" he thought.
He knocked on her door.
"Come in" She said
He opened the door immediately noticing her body wrapped in nothing but a silk sheet. Next noticing the removed nighty, which lay in a mound on the floor.
"What"? Bulma said sternly
"Tune up the gravity room, its strength is wavering." He said without demand in his voice.
Bulma had noticed as he entered that he had removed his training shirt and his muscles were rippled. She noticed his hard chiseled abs and his dark mysterious eyes. It sent shivers up and down her spine.
"You sleep alone where is your mate"? Vegeta asked
"Yamcha and I have been separated for almost a year Vegeta, where have you been?"
"He still comes around here like a wounded dog"
"We are still friends Vegeta," She said as she sat up holding the sheet up to cover her naked self.
"Very well good night Bulma"
"Good night Vegeta" Bulma spoke with discontent in her tone. She truly enjoyed talking to him, at least when he was civil. Bulma then heard a door close and the shower turn on. Curiosity flowed over her mind. She then found her self up and out of bed and, as if some force of nature, being pulled toward the bathroom. She opened her bedroom door and felt a chill from the hall. Her nipples began to harden as she pulled on a robe and walked toward the bathroom.
As she quietly opened the bathroom door she heard Vegeta mumbling to himself in his native tongue.
"Nech ick noin ca choa Bulma asta nes ko na"
"He is talking about me," Bulma thought to herself
Unannounced to Vegeta the shower door slid open. A naked Bulma stepped into shower. Being as quite as possible Bulma slide behind Vegeta and placed her hands on Vegeta's back and pressed her body against his.
"WHAT" Vegeta said with surprise in his voice.
"Shhhh" Bulma said
"What are you doing here woman"
"I'm, uh, um I'm sorry I don't know, I"
Before she could finish her sentence Vegeta taking one look at her had left and Bulma began to cry in shock.
"That's it, its over I've blown it, Damnet." They both thought simultaneously.
Bulma collected herself and started walking toward her room when she heard Vegeta's voice.
"Woman, Come here." Vegeta said sternly
"Piss off" Bulma yelled as she quickened her step.
"Please"
Stopping quickly, she turned and stepped into his room seeing him standing there in nothing but his towel.
He saw her holding her robe closed. She had not tied it off. He stepped over to her and closed the door behind her
"I'm"
"Sorry" They both had said interrupting each other. Vegeta stared at her with a stare that pierced right to her heart.
She began to disrobe.
"No" He said softly
He picked her up and carried her to his bed. Never before had she felt so comfortable and safe.
He laid her in his bed. Vegeta slid into the bed next to her. Neither one had said anything. He back was toward him as his arms wrapped around her and held her tightly. She removed his towel and he removed her robe. She began to position herself on top of him but he quelled that saying "No, Just let me hold you"
He held his arms around her naked body.
She knew that with a mere flex of his muscles she could easily be dead, but she felt know fear what so ever. She laid there in his embrace. Bulma had never before felt this way, so comfortable, secure and wanted in her life.
For the first time Vegeta could remember, this lowly being, a human female, made his feel loved and Vegeta felt, for the first time since he landed on this cursed rock he felt he belonged as if he was not alone.
He gave her a small squeeze just to make sure this was real. She rolled over and returned the squeeze. Bulma nuzzled into his chest and he inhaled a whiff of sent from her hair as they both drifted off to sleep
END OF CHAPTER ONE