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fic. Please, please, please review!!! I really need to know if people
think I should continue this fic. I also really need some constructive
criticism. So be honest in your reviews, but try to be gentle. ^_^ I'm a
vegie-head/Bulma fanfic newbie. Thanks so much for reading! ENJOY!
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What Once Was Lost
Chapter 1 - Steamy Coffee
"Why do I always have to clean up after that monkey?" Bulma growled to herself as she stared helplessly at her devastated kitchen. Apparently Vegeta had actually left the confines of the gravity room just long enough to empty the entire kitchen of anything edible. He had also managed to destroy everything in the process. "Ughh!! I will make that Vegetable- Brain pay!" Bulma huffed as she carefully tiptoed around empty pickle jars, soup cans, ice cream cartons and other unrecognizable containers. She then inspected the refrigerator door that was now sandwiched between the two smashed halves of the kitchen table. Three cabinet doors were thrown about the room and all of the remaining cabinets were barely identifiable as cabinets. Bulma rubbed her temples and thanked Kami for Tylenol.
Out of the corner of her eye Bulma could see something on the counter hidden under banana peals and cookie dough wrappers. She immediately cracked a smile as she recognized the small piece of machinery. Bulma quickly trudged through the muck to get to the counter and unbury her favorite gadget. She then let out a small giggle as she realized her precious appliance had been the only thing in the kitchen that had remained untouched by the hungry Saiyan. "Well at least Vegie-Head knows not to mess with my Mr. Coffee!" She laughed to herself and poured herself some of the life-sustaining java. It was hard to imagine the gruff Saiyan delicately avoiding her prized Mr. Coffee Machine during his crazy food binge.
After Bulma had told her cleaning-bots to clear out the kitchen she took her coffee and then went outside to enjoy the beautiful morning. Bulma yawned and stretched gingerly as she started her stroll through the Capsule Corp grounds. She couldn't help but wonder why the Saiyan had spared her Mr. Coffee, and as she wondered she couldn't help but giggle at the thought of the proud Prince trying to avoid the machine in hopes of escaping her fury. As much as she hated his destructive habits, she loved their verbal battles far more. She especially loved the more flirtatious battles that had begun after her breakup with Yamcha two weeks ago. Now that she was free from the tired relationship she couldn't help but feel the attraction she had for the prince. It was impossible to ignore that sexy smirk of his and that tight hard body. Oh Kami, I'm getting flushed just thinking about it.
Just then Bulma successfully walked smack into Vegeta spilling her coffee all over both of them. Bulma yelped as the hot coffee stung her right arm. At the same time Bulma heard Vegeta grumble something about "Stupid. grumble. woman. coffee.. grumble." Bulma sheepishly looked up at the powerful prince while trying to fan the stinging skin on her arm. To Bulma's surprise Vegeta wasn't very angry, he was more amused.
"Woman, if this is how you're going to repay me, next time I'll think twice about sparing your precious machine." Vegeta said trying to bait the little female into a fight. Vegeta then easily snatched the coffee mug that Bulma had hurled toward his head. The human growled at him causing Vegeta to flash an infamous smirk. Bulma put her hands on her hips and stepped closer to the muscular brute trying to intimidate him with her girlish attributes. Vegeta eyed Bulma and knew immediately what game she was trying to play with him. Vegeta moved even closer to Bulma and watched as her cheeks flushed. He always knew how to fluster the woman with her own game. Vegeta then crushed the mug in his hand with a simple flex of his palm, extremely amused as Bulma's cheeks flushed a darker shade of red, this time with attraction and anger. "Oops." Vegeta said in a low husky voice, teasing Bulma as best he could.
Vegeta loved playing this flirtatious game with the human female. She always tried to use her curvaceous body to distract him, and Vegeta was always amused when she tried to entice him with her feminine powers. It was a good thing that Vegeta had perfect control over his body and actions; otherwise the little woman might have actually won a battle or two. Whether an argument began with the throwing of insults or the throwing of objects, recently each battle had become more and more sexually charged. Secretly Vegeta was glad the woman had dumped the weakling human with the scarred face. Their arguments had become so much more entertaining since then.
Sensing that Vegeta was in an extremely playful mood Bulma thought that she should try the seductress approach again this time with as much spice as she could dish out. Nibbling her pouty lower lip and batting her eyelashes Bulma moved in on her prey. She once again moved closer to the prince, this time allowing her chest to lightly brush against his blue fighting suit. Bulma blew lightly on the Saiyan's earlobe and began to purr "Vegeta. now how am I supposed to drink my coffee?" Noticing Vegeta's extreme amusement, Bulma then licked one delicate finger and traced the area where the coffee had spilled on Vegeta's thigh and hip. She could feel Vegeta's eyes intently on her and could feel the heat radiating from his body. Bulma slowly and teasingly brought her finger to her mouth and licked it.
Vegeta watched the blue-haired female intently; this was definitely the most daring display he had seen from her. His eyes wandered from the low cut Capsule Corp tank top to the frayed denim short-shorts. Vegeta's self- control was tested as Bulma's chest gently brushed against his torso. This little earthling was more enticing than he had first thought.
As Vegeta was about to respond to Bulma's teasing advance Bulma let out a slight squeal as she realized what had started lightly brushing and tickling her ankle. "Ve-Vegeta, when did your tail grow back?!?" Vegeta's smirk grew as he latched the fury appendage around Bulma's ankle and laughed at her nervous, and curious expression.
Vegeta then took Bulma's right wrist in his hand and brought her arm to his mouth. Holding her wrist to his shoulder, Vegeta then slowly licked the area of her bare arm where the coffee had spilled. Bulma gasped as the gorgeous Saiyan teasingly licked her sensitive skin. Vegeta was still staring intently at her and Bulma could only stand there wide-eyed, putty in the prince's hands. Bulma then realized that Vegeta's free hand had managed to snake around to the small of her back, lightly pressing her body against his strong frame. Bulma's leg began to squirm as Vegeta's tail inched higher and higher up her leg, tickling her the entire time. The furry apendage began playing with the frayed edges of Bulma's short shorts, gingerly tickling her bottom in the process. Bulma immediately began giggling and squirming in his grasp trying to escape the torturous tickling.
Vegeta's ear suddenly twitched and Vegeta abruptly stopped his ministrations. Vegeta chuckled as he heard the little woman whimper in disappointment. Vegeta gave Bulma one last tickle with his tail and removed himself from the flushed female. "You may want to compose yourself woman, I don't think your father would want to see you in such a. flustered state." Bulma gave him a questioning look and was about to open her mouth when.
"Bulma. where are you pumpkin?" Dr. Briefs called from the Capsule Corp doorway. "Oh. I'm over here Daddy!" Bulma called and waved towards her father making sure he had spotted her. Bulma nonchalantly took another step away from Vegeta as she whispered, "I'm glad to know that your big ears aren't just for decoration." Vegeta cursed something under his breath while he crossed his arms, once again allowing a stoic expression take over his features.
"Just the two people I was looking for!" Dr. Briefs said after finally making his way to his daughter and the unruly Saiyan. "Bulma, would you mind doing a full diagnostics test of space ship 0642? I need to make sure everything is in working order before the takeoff this afternoon."
"No problem Daddy, but whose going into space?" Bulma said wondering who on earth could possibly need to go to space. "All the Z-Fighters are training for the androids right now, so who could it possibly be?"
"Why, it's Vegeta of course." Dr. Briefs said, like he was stating the obvious. Vegeta watched as the earthling woman's face contorted with a mixture of emotions. Vegeta wondered if maybe the woman had become slightly attached to him. Or rather, had become attached to their flirtatious battles. Vegeta found himself surprisingly pleased at the idea of either.
Bulma was confused as well as upset. She didn't want Vegeta to leave just as they were both starting to enjoy each others company. well sort of. Who else could she yell at and stare shamelessly at and flirt with all at the same time? Plus, now that Yamcha was out of her life, she knew she would be extremely lonely without the gruff Saiyan hanging around.
"But Vegeta, you just came back from space a month ago!! I mean, you've already done the whole Go-Into-Space-And-Become-A-Super-Saiyan thing. Doesn't it make more sense for you to stay here and train in the gravity room preparing for the androids rather than going and doing Kami-knows-what in outer space?"
Bulma hoped she hadn't sounded as desperate as she felt. She couldn't believe she was pleading with Vegeta to stay on earth. Bulma didn't want Vegeta to know exactly how badly she wanted him to stay on earth. She knew that to Vegeta she was just a toy to play with when he was in the mood. If the prince found out that she wished that she could be more than just his toy Bulma feared that he would be disgusted with her for having such a silly idea. It wasn't Bulma's fault that she was a sucker for his hard bod and bad attitude.
"I will do as I please woman!" Vegeta said in his usual cold voice. Bulma found Vegeta's body was rigid and his tail was now securely fashioned around his waist. The playfulness had escaped from his voice and his features. Bulma was crushed that Vegeta could be so heartless to her after the moment they had shared. Even if it had been just a physical closeness and not an emotional. Trying to mask her hurt with anger Bulma gave Vegeta the middle finger and stormed off to spaceship 0642 and slammed the door behind her. Huffing as she clenched her fists tightly Bulma walked over to the command console to begin the diagnostics test. "Damn that Vegeta, why does he always have to act like such a hardass? I'm sick of him pretending to be heartless with me whenever other people around! It's probably better this way, I don't need him. GOOD RIDDENCE!" Bulma said as she tried desperately to keep back tears.
The end of Vegeta's tail began to twitch agitatedly as the sound of the slamming space ship door still reverberated in his ear. 'Damn that woman, why does she have to be so loud about everything. well at least everything is going to plan.'
"Maybe she's PMSing." Dr. Briefs said shrugging his shoulders, showing his obvious lack of understanding when it comes to complicated female emotions and actions. Vegeta rolled his eyes at the ridiculousness of the earthling in front of him. "I hope you have a good journey Vegeta. Oh, and here's that gadget you asked for. it's programmed to translate most of the alien languages in our Solar System. I hope it comes in handy." Dr. Briefs said, handing Vegeta the small translator. Vegeta eyed the small device as Dr. Briefs headed towards Capsule Corp. Little did Dr. Briefs realize that this device wasn't meant for Vegeta, but for a certain blue haired earthling.
***To Be Continued***
Disclaimer: If you think I own DBZ or any other copyrighted material that I have slipped into this fanfic. I suggest you refill your meds, or seek professional assistance.
What Once Was Lost
Chapter 1 - Steamy Coffee
"Why do I always have to clean up after that monkey?" Bulma growled to herself as she stared helplessly at her devastated kitchen. Apparently Vegeta had actually left the confines of the gravity room just long enough to empty the entire kitchen of anything edible. He had also managed to destroy everything in the process. "Ughh!! I will make that Vegetable- Brain pay!" Bulma huffed as she carefully tiptoed around empty pickle jars, soup cans, ice cream cartons and other unrecognizable containers. She then inspected the refrigerator door that was now sandwiched between the two smashed halves of the kitchen table. Three cabinet doors were thrown about the room and all of the remaining cabinets were barely identifiable as cabinets. Bulma rubbed her temples and thanked Kami for Tylenol.
Out of the corner of her eye Bulma could see something on the counter hidden under banana peals and cookie dough wrappers. She immediately cracked a smile as she recognized the small piece of machinery. Bulma quickly trudged through the muck to get to the counter and unbury her favorite gadget. She then let out a small giggle as she realized her precious appliance had been the only thing in the kitchen that had remained untouched by the hungry Saiyan. "Well at least Vegie-Head knows not to mess with my Mr. Coffee!" She laughed to herself and poured herself some of the life-sustaining java. It was hard to imagine the gruff Saiyan delicately avoiding her prized Mr. Coffee Machine during his crazy food binge.
After Bulma had told her cleaning-bots to clear out the kitchen she took her coffee and then went outside to enjoy the beautiful morning. Bulma yawned and stretched gingerly as she started her stroll through the Capsule Corp grounds. She couldn't help but wonder why the Saiyan had spared her Mr. Coffee, and as she wondered she couldn't help but giggle at the thought of the proud Prince trying to avoid the machine in hopes of escaping her fury. As much as she hated his destructive habits, she loved their verbal battles far more. She especially loved the more flirtatious battles that had begun after her breakup with Yamcha two weeks ago. Now that she was free from the tired relationship she couldn't help but feel the attraction she had for the prince. It was impossible to ignore that sexy smirk of his and that tight hard body. Oh Kami, I'm getting flushed just thinking about it.
Just then Bulma successfully walked smack into Vegeta spilling her coffee all over both of them. Bulma yelped as the hot coffee stung her right arm. At the same time Bulma heard Vegeta grumble something about "Stupid. grumble. woman. coffee.. grumble." Bulma sheepishly looked up at the powerful prince while trying to fan the stinging skin on her arm. To Bulma's surprise Vegeta wasn't very angry, he was more amused.
"Woman, if this is how you're going to repay me, next time I'll think twice about sparing your precious machine." Vegeta said trying to bait the little female into a fight. Vegeta then easily snatched the coffee mug that Bulma had hurled toward his head. The human growled at him causing Vegeta to flash an infamous smirk. Bulma put her hands on her hips and stepped closer to the muscular brute trying to intimidate him with her girlish attributes. Vegeta eyed Bulma and knew immediately what game she was trying to play with him. Vegeta moved even closer to Bulma and watched as her cheeks flushed. He always knew how to fluster the woman with her own game. Vegeta then crushed the mug in his hand with a simple flex of his palm, extremely amused as Bulma's cheeks flushed a darker shade of red, this time with attraction and anger. "Oops." Vegeta said in a low husky voice, teasing Bulma as best he could.
Vegeta loved playing this flirtatious game with the human female. She always tried to use her curvaceous body to distract him, and Vegeta was always amused when she tried to entice him with her feminine powers. It was a good thing that Vegeta had perfect control over his body and actions; otherwise the little woman might have actually won a battle or two. Whether an argument began with the throwing of insults or the throwing of objects, recently each battle had become more and more sexually charged. Secretly Vegeta was glad the woman had dumped the weakling human with the scarred face. Their arguments had become so much more entertaining since then.
Sensing that Vegeta was in an extremely playful mood Bulma thought that she should try the seductress approach again this time with as much spice as she could dish out. Nibbling her pouty lower lip and batting her eyelashes Bulma moved in on her prey. She once again moved closer to the prince, this time allowing her chest to lightly brush against his blue fighting suit. Bulma blew lightly on the Saiyan's earlobe and began to purr "Vegeta. now how am I supposed to drink my coffee?" Noticing Vegeta's extreme amusement, Bulma then licked one delicate finger and traced the area where the coffee had spilled on Vegeta's thigh and hip. She could feel Vegeta's eyes intently on her and could feel the heat radiating from his body. Bulma slowly and teasingly brought her finger to her mouth and licked it.
Vegeta watched the blue-haired female intently; this was definitely the most daring display he had seen from her. His eyes wandered from the low cut Capsule Corp tank top to the frayed denim short-shorts. Vegeta's self- control was tested as Bulma's chest gently brushed against his torso. This little earthling was more enticing than he had first thought.
As Vegeta was about to respond to Bulma's teasing advance Bulma let out a slight squeal as she realized what had started lightly brushing and tickling her ankle. "Ve-Vegeta, when did your tail grow back?!?" Vegeta's smirk grew as he latched the fury appendage around Bulma's ankle and laughed at her nervous, and curious expression.
Vegeta then took Bulma's right wrist in his hand and brought her arm to his mouth. Holding her wrist to his shoulder, Vegeta then slowly licked the area of her bare arm where the coffee had spilled. Bulma gasped as the gorgeous Saiyan teasingly licked her sensitive skin. Vegeta was still staring intently at her and Bulma could only stand there wide-eyed, putty in the prince's hands. Bulma then realized that Vegeta's free hand had managed to snake around to the small of her back, lightly pressing her body against his strong frame. Bulma's leg began to squirm as Vegeta's tail inched higher and higher up her leg, tickling her the entire time. The furry apendage began playing with the frayed edges of Bulma's short shorts, gingerly tickling her bottom in the process. Bulma immediately began giggling and squirming in his grasp trying to escape the torturous tickling.
Vegeta's ear suddenly twitched and Vegeta abruptly stopped his ministrations. Vegeta chuckled as he heard the little woman whimper in disappointment. Vegeta gave Bulma one last tickle with his tail and removed himself from the flushed female. "You may want to compose yourself woman, I don't think your father would want to see you in such a. flustered state." Bulma gave him a questioning look and was about to open her mouth when.
"Bulma. where are you pumpkin?" Dr. Briefs called from the Capsule Corp doorway. "Oh. I'm over here Daddy!" Bulma called and waved towards her father making sure he had spotted her. Bulma nonchalantly took another step away from Vegeta as she whispered, "I'm glad to know that your big ears aren't just for decoration." Vegeta cursed something under his breath while he crossed his arms, once again allowing a stoic expression take over his features.
"Just the two people I was looking for!" Dr. Briefs said after finally making his way to his daughter and the unruly Saiyan. "Bulma, would you mind doing a full diagnostics test of space ship 0642? I need to make sure everything is in working order before the takeoff this afternoon."
"No problem Daddy, but whose going into space?" Bulma said wondering who on earth could possibly need to go to space. "All the Z-Fighters are training for the androids right now, so who could it possibly be?"
"Why, it's Vegeta of course." Dr. Briefs said, like he was stating the obvious. Vegeta watched as the earthling woman's face contorted with a mixture of emotions. Vegeta wondered if maybe the woman had become slightly attached to him. Or rather, had become attached to their flirtatious battles. Vegeta found himself surprisingly pleased at the idea of either.
Bulma was confused as well as upset. She didn't want Vegeta to leave just as they were both starting to enjoy each others company. well sort of. Who else could she yell at and stare shamelessly at and flirt with all at the same time? Plus, now that Yamcha was out of her life, she knew she would be extremely lonely without the gruff Saiyan hanging around.
"But Vegeta, you just came back from space a month ago!! I mean, you've already done the whole Go-Into-Space-And-Become-A-Super-Saiyan thing. Doesn't it make more sense for you to stay here and train in the gravity room preparing for the androids rather than going and doing Kami-knows-what in outer space?"
Bulma hoped she hadn't sounded as desperate as she felt. She couldn't believe she was pleading with Vegeta to stay on earth. Bulma didn't want Vegeta to know exactly how badly she wanted him to stay on earth. She knew that to Vegeta she was just a toy to play with when he was in the mood. If the prince found out that she wished that she could be more than just his toy Bulma feared that he would be disgusted with her for having such a silly idea. It wasn't Bulma's fault that she was a sucker for his hard bod and bad attitude.
"I will do as I please woman!" Vegeta said in his usual cold voice. Bulma found Vegeta's body was rigid and his tail was now securely fashioned around his waist. The playfulness had escaped from his voice and his features. Bulma was crushed that Vegeta could be so heartless to her after the moment they had shared. Even if it had been just a physical closeness and not an emotional. Trying to mask her hurt with anger Bulma gave Vegeta the middle finger and stormed off to spaceship 0642 and slammed the door behind her. Huffing as she clenched her fists tightly Bulma walked over to the command console to begin the diagnostics test. "Damn that Vegeta, why does he always have to act like such a hardass? I'm sick of him pretending to be heartless with me whenever other people around! It's probably better this way, I don't need him. GOOD RIDDENCE!" Bulma said as she tried desperately to keep back tears.
The end of Vegeta's tail began to twitch agitatedly as the sound of the slamming space ship door still reverberated in his ear. 'Damn that woman, why does she have to be so loud about everything. well at least everything is going to plan.'
"Maybe she's PMSing." Dr. Briefs said shrugging his shoulders, showing his obvious lack of understanding when it comes to complicated female emotions and actions. Vegeta rolled his eyes at the ridiculousness of the earthling in front of him. "I hope you have a good journey Vegeta. Oh, and here's that gadget you asked for. it's programmed to translate most of the alien languages in our Solar System. I hope it comes in handy." Dr. Briefs said, handing Vegeta the small translator. Vegeta eyed the small device as Dr. Briefs headed towards Capsule Corp. Little did Dr. Briefs realize that this device wasn't meant for Vegeta, but for a certain blue haired earthling.
***To Be Continued***