I do not own anything but my imagination!
My first fanfic...
... It had been a month since Vegeta had moved in with the Briefs at capsule corp. ...
"Woman! Get your lazy ass up and fix my lunch!... Now!" Vegeta was screaming into Bulma's closed door.
Bulma rolled over and opened her eyes, "Oh, that bastard! Why does he have to yell at me all the damn time?" She closed her eyes hoping that he would get the hint and just go away.
"I will blast through this door if you do not come out and fix my lunch, women." Vegeta was getting really pissed.
"You asshole, fix your own damn lunch!" Bulma screamed back at him. She got up and went to her dresser to get dressed. A blast shattered the door to pieces.
"Ahhhhh! You stupid idiot, what do you think you are doing?" Bulma yelled trying to cover her self before Vegeta saw her nearly naked.
Vegeta walked through the door to find Bulma only wearing a bra and panties; she was trying to cover her self. She was not doing too good of a job because Vegeta could see just about everything.
Oh how interesting... What in the hell am I thinking? I am the king of the Sayjins! This pathetic female is nothing.
Bulma reached out to get her robe and put it on. " Fine I will make your damn lunch just get out. Now!" She grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom to get dressed.
"I am going to take a shower so do not be in there long." Vegeta turned to follow her down the hall when he noticed a figure had stopped Bulma in the hall. It was Yamcha. That stupid idiot. Does she not smell the scent of another female on him? They deserve each other. Stupid humans. Vegeta watched as Yamcha went into the bathroom with Bulma. " Baka." He went on down to the kitchen to wait.
" Hey babe, what are you doing today? I was thinking that we could go to the beach and go skinny-dipping. What do you think? We could do some bad and naughty things." Yamcha was trying to watch Bulma getting dressed through the frosted glass of the adjoined room, but could not get a clear view. Bulma had never had sex with him or even flashed him. He had to satisfy his needs some how so he went to other girls behind Bulma's back.
" Yamcha, I do not feel like it today. And I have already told you that I will not have sex with you, until we are married!" She had finished dressing and had to go get Vegeta's clean clothes out of the laundry room. Why does he always try to get me to sleep with him? I don't even know if I still love him. Well I love him, but I don't know if I am in love with him. We brake up and get back together like 50 times a week. I really need to think about this. But at a later time, I still have to fix that asshole's lunch, then clean up after him. He drives me crazy!
After awhile Yamcha told Bulma bye and left. Vegeta walked up the stairs to the bathroom. He was taking off his shirt when Bulma walked in with his clean clothes. Vegeta watched Bulma as she put his clothes on the counter; she was telling him that she would have his lunch fixed when he got out of the shower. She noticed how he was looking at her; it was like he was staring right through her.
Kami, he has got such a good-looking body!... Oh man, I really do need a brake. I am attracted to Vegeta's body. Bulma left the room in a daze.
Vegeta could since the approaching ki of his rival Goku. Why is that imbecile here? I do look forward to the day I will beat him into the ground.
"Bulma! Are you here?" Goku was standing in the kitchen when Bulma came down.
"Hey Goku! Whatcha need?" Bulma started fixing some sandwiches for Vegeta. "Well, while you are here I can fix you some sandwiches too, are you hungry?"
"Yeah, Chichi was going to fix lunch before she sent me here to ask you to go with us. But I am starving. Thanks Bulma." Goku sat down at the table and watched Bulma make sandwiches. "I came over to see how you were doing, and to see if you wanted to go with me, Chichi and Gohan to a museum, in Egypt? It is about kings and stuff like that. You know how Chichi is about Gohan and his studies. She said that it would be good for him. Hey where is Vegeta?"
"I am right here you feeble minded idiot." Vegeta walked over to the other side of the table and sat down. He ate the sandwiches Bulma made for him and sat there listening to the two talk.
" I would love to go with you guys to the museum. When are you going?" She set the plate full of sandwiches in front of Goku and sat down beside him.
" We are going next Friday."
" Oh, that would be great! So I will have plenty of time to go shopping for the trip. Thank you so much Goku!" Bulma leaned over and kissed Goku on the cheek.
Vegeta stood up and stretched, unwinding his long black tail from his waist as he did so. Bulma looked over at him and got up to wash the dishes. Goku thanked Bulma for the food and then left.
"So tell me woman do you kiss everyone you see? I do not think that kakarot's mate would be too pleased to hear that you are kissing on him." Vegeta leaned against the front of the refrigerator with his arms crossed. He was watching her wash the dishes.
" I do not kiss everyone. And the kiss I gave to Goku was a friendly kiss on the cheek! And Chichi doesn't get mad at me for it because she knows this. What business is it of yours? You don't even know of the word friend do you? No, you just go around destroying planets for fun." Bulma was trying not to get pissed off but knew that it was no use because Vegeta was always trying to get her to fight and argue with him. It was like he enjoyed it.
" You seem to kiss that fool Yamcha alot. You go into the bathroom with him for a long amount of time. Kakarot comes along and you kiss him even if it is friendly. Do you have sexual relations with him too?" Vegeta smirked at that.
" Number 1, Yamcha is my boyfriend and number 2, I donot have sex with anyone! My sex life is none of your business." Bulma turned around to face him. " You really are an asshole!" she threw the coffee cup that she had in her hand at Vegeta.
Vegeta easily swatted it away. " How dare you throw things at me woman!" Vegeta was right in front of her. Their bodies were almost touching. " You will show me respect, I am the king of all Sayjins."
"You are the king of a dead race. This is Earth and here you are nothing. Maybe you were a king or whatever on your planet but not here. Your planet is no longer in existence." Bulma took a step back. She was up against the sink and could not go anywhere. Vegeta pushed up against her hard and pinned her to the sink. Bulma raised her hands and pushed against his chest trying to move him away from her.
"Women, you really are pathetic." Vegeta laughed at her and walked away.
Why does he do that to me? Why does he have to look so good and feel so good? And why in the hell am I thinking this? I am losing my mind; I have really got to get a grip on what I am thinking. Bulma cleaned up the broken cup and went up to her room to try to fix her door that was in millions of pieces. Her parents had gone to America for a company meeting, and would not be back for another two weeks. Her father was on the brink of another invention and had to go have it approved in America. Her family owned one of the largest companies in the world, they were also one of the richest families in Japan.
That baka onna, who does she think she is? I will have to put her in her place. She will know who I am. I have to admit I do enjoy the way her eyes shine with fear, I will have to do that more often. Vegeta walked out to the Gravity room and started training. Why can I not concentrate? I can not stop thinking of that pathetic onna. She is nothing to me; she is nothing but a whore. Vegeta got an idea and a smirk crossed his face.
Ring... Ring...
Bulma answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Hey babe." Said Yamcha on the other end.
"Hey honey, what is it? Are you going to take me out tonight?"
"I... Uh... No I can't I have to run some errands tonight. I am sorry babe."
"Oh ... well... Ok I guess that we will just have to go out tomorrow."
"Yeah, tomorrow. Well I got to go so I love you, Bye."
"Love you too, bye." Bulma hung up the phone and sat down on her bed. Why was he so distracted? I guess I will call him back and try to talk to him and find out what is wrong. So she called him back.
Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring...
"Uh... Hello?"
"Hey honey, I called to find out what is wrong, do you want to talk?"
"Oh... Uh... No nothings wrong but I can't talk right now. ... Hey sweetie who's on the phone?"
"Sweetie???? Who is over there with you??" Bulma was getting upset.
"Uh... that... Is, it's not what you think!"
"Oh is that so? Then explain yourself!"
"... Dear come back to bed. ..." Then the phone hung up.
Bulma started crying. "Fine if he wants to do that then I can do the same thing too. I will go out and have a good time."
"So you found out that he has been with others have you?" Vegeta was standing by the door the whole time.
"You bakayaro! How long have you been standing there? I hate you!! Go away!" Bulma then stormed out of the room and went to the bathroom. Vegeta started laughing at her.
I will just have to get even with him then, I do not need him. Bulma put on her short shorts and skimpy short shirt. She was going to go out to a party that one of her friends was throwing down the street. She knew that there would be some hot sexy guys that wouldn't mind being with her.
... 3 hours later ...
Bulma returned to find Vegeta sitting at the table. "Why are you up so late?" Bulma asked just abit tipsy from her night of drinking and partying. She sat down beside him.
"None of your business onna. Where have you been? You smell." Vegeta sat there staring at her.
"I do not smell thank you, I just had a few beers. Well more than a few but..." She started to laugh.
"I care not what you do."
"Ok, whatever Vegeta. I think that I am going to go to bed, good night." Bulma got up to go to bed.
"You smell of other men, have you been screwing them also?" Vegeta got up to follow her up the stairs.
Bulma got to the top and turned around to face him almost falling on him in the process of doing so. "Look... I do... not like the fact... that you are such an asshole... but damn take a day off, moron,... ok."
Vegeta grabbed her by the wrists and slammed her up against the wall, receiving a look of fear from her. "I do believe that I like it when you look at me like that." He put his face close to hers. His sayjin senses could pick up the sent of her fear and something totally different. His eyes widened as he recognized the new sent. She was in heat. The sent of her was very arousing to him. He could feel his shorts getting just alittle too tight.
Bulma looked up at him, "Vegeta... please, look I am sorry... I just had... alittle too much... to drink tonight, that's... all."
Vegeta pushed up against her hard and leaned his head down to where his lips brushed her ear, "Tell me woman, do you like what you feel?" He pushed his hardness against her.
Bulma gasped at the suddenness of the movement, she could feel her self-growing hot. She tried to squirm her way out from Vegeta's grip but found that the more she did this the more he pushed against her. "Vegeta get off of me. I just want to go to bed." She whispered.
Vegeta smirked, "Answer me onna. Do you like it?" He pulled back his lips to reveal his fangs and drug them across her lower neck, causing blood to run down her shoulder. He let her go and walked down to his room and shut the door.
Bulma let out a small cry from the pain of the cuts. She ran to her room shut the door behind her and locked it. What just happen? What... I... God he was huge! What am I thinking? I... am very tired. I am going to bed. Bulma changed clothes and went to bed.
Vegeta laid down on his bed rethinking of what had just happen. How can a stupid onna like her make me feel so aroused? She is below me I am the king of all Sayjins, I should not even associate myself with such a low class human. She is only good for fixing that stupid machine and maybe even a good fuck. I need to get away from this mud ball of a planet!
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