Chapter 2 When opposites attract
Bulma was in her bathroom again, this time showering. She had no real important plans for the day. She was going to work n some of her inventions and hang out…and of course prepare
his highness meals. As Bulma was in the shower her phone was ringing, with a soapy hand she reached through the back of her shower curtain and hit the square screen where it read
"talk". "Hello?" Bulma's voice was a little agitated. "Hey babe!" Yamcha's voice filled in her bathroom. "Hey Yamcha, what's up?" Rolling her eyes.
"Checking in ya know? We haven't spoke in a while"
"Uh, yeah it's been 3 months, er, I'm well you?" She said it so soft he almost couldn't here.
Bulma broken up with her long time boyfriend Yamcha 3 months ago. The young woman couldn't deny she had loved him, but he hurt her. He was never physically abusive to her or
anything but he wasn't faithful. He was a liar and he was a cheat. He was a sweetheart but after 10 years of deceit and umpteen consecutive chances to change his ways, she gave up.
Bulma was sick and tired and as much as it bothered her to be single, she knew she was better off single and sane, than in a relationship and unhappy.
"Oh well I'm ok, but I really do miss you. I know what happened between us hurt you but I really learned my lesson this time. I'm miserable without you. I'm not myself; these past three
months showed me how important you really are."
"Ah ha ha ha", Bulma couldn't help but to laugh. She stuck her head out the curtain talking directly to the screen so he could see the seriousness in her face. "Listen here Yamcha I'm
done. We are over and we will never be again. I told you I have no problem being friends with you but that's as far as it goes" She spat. From his facial expression she knew it was
venom to his heart. But Bulma knew better than to believe him. She would have gotten back with him and it would have been the same thing all over again. He would be the perfect man
for a few months, and then BOOM he would get caught back in a lie. As bad as it hurt her to be so blunt she knew she had too, they both know he has exhausted their relationship and it
wasn't going to come back. "Ok, I understand" he whined. "If it means anything, or even matters I knew you would deny me but I had to give it a shot", she glared back at his sullen
eyes. "I just want you to know that I still love you, through all the bullshit we been through I only loved you, and I'll always love you."
Bulma believed him but she didn't know what to say. She knew he meant it, she could see the sincerity in his eyes but she wasn't going to say it back. She dint love him anymore, it took
her 3 months to bury that hatchet. Yamcha saw she was fighting with her mind on what she was going to say so he broke the silence, "Bye Bulma, hopefully I'll see you around
sometime?"
"Yeah, sure." And with that she hit the red disconnect button on the screen. Bulma felt a sheet of guilt come over her. Am I being too hard on him? Does he deserve another shot? We've
been together almost 10 years, should I really give up? YES! Bulma heard the voice of reason, she wasn't going to be a fool any longer, he would have deserved another chance if he hadn't
had a zillion through the years…Bulma and Yamcha were over, she was sure of that.
Bulma washed whatever soap off her body, and rinsed the conditioner from her hair and turned off the water. She pulled back the curtain and reached for a towel and realized there
wasn't one in there. "Damn it!" She yelled, as she stepped out of the tub. She opened her bathroom door and the cool room temperature air mixed with the chill of the ac slapped her skin
head on. Her body was instantly chilled, and her nipples became erect. With one hand she covered her breasts and the other covering her womanly area. Bulma darted out of her room to
the hallway with the agenda of receiving a towel from the linen closet. As soon as she exited her room she ran dead smack into something hard. Bulma fell back on her rear end revealing
what she once tried to cover. She looked up and to her shock she had bumped onto Vegeta. "What the hell is your problem woman?" Vegeta roared, he was pissed that she ran into him
for a split second he didn't even notice she was stark naked.
"Oh Vegeta" she replied. At that very instant while looking down on her he realized she was naked, her breasts stood in front of him with erect nipples. The Saiyan Prince couldn't help
but to bless her with his devilish smirk. "If you wanted me to have you woman, all you had to do was ask, not try to tackle me". He laughed his sinister laugh. Bulma Cupped her breasts
and crossed her legs to hide herself.
"As if, Vegeta. I didn't have a towel so I came to grab one, I simply wasn't paying attention when I bumped into you", she tried to sound as un-embarrassed as she could.
Vegeta's face went back to his normally serious face, "Well don't let me stop you". He leaned back on the wall and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Do you mind? ", she questioned trying to stop her cheeks from getting any brighter.
"Listen silly girl, I will stand here if I please. It's not like its anything I've never seen before." Vegeta turned his head in scoff.
Bulma was fuming, she couldn't believe he was going to actually sit there and watch her naked! Bulma sat there a few moments hoping Vegeta was going to leave but he just stood there
starting at her. She decided to get up. She tried to at first without releasing her breasts but it didn't work. Slowly she unhanded her breasts and pushed on her hands for support to get
up off of the carpet. She got up and immediately covered herself again, glaring into the Princes' eyes. "Get outta my way", it was a demand, not a request. Before she could even finish
blinking Vegeta had her pinned between him and the wall. Her back tensed as she felt the cool sensation of the wall sting her back. Vegeta lowered his head to her ear and whispered
"Don't you tell me what to do weakling. I don't care about your nudity, like I said its nothing I haven't seen". Bulma gulped hard. For once she felt threatened by him. Bulma leaned
forward a little to relive some tension in her back from the uncomfort of being pinned, and her naked chest rest on Vegteta's. He looked down at her and slowly released her. He glanced
at her one more time before turning to leave. Bulma stood naked against the wall still in shock; she couldn't believe what just happened.
Vegeta couldn't believe what he had done. Once he saw the onna naked he didn't know what came over him. He was bombarded with lust. The animal that lay deep inside of him was on
the brink of release. The Saiyan wanted nothing more than to just take her right then and there. She was so annoying but he was still a man. He couldn't deny his lustful feelings for her,
the urge he had to taste her. UH snap the fuck out of it. She's just a stupid little girl, no need to take sexual interest in your servant girl. Vegeta was frustrated; it had been a long time since
he fucked a woman. Although he had bigger and better things to worry about than pussy, that woman was still a distraction. Reminding him of something he was clearly getting a growing
itch for. Vegeta turned on the cold water in the shower and stepped in. Seeing that stupid tramp naked had got him going and this was the only thing that was going to help him get back
to his one flaccid state.
Bulma finally got out of her shocked stupor got her towel and ran back in her room. She couldn't believe it. Her and Vegeta had never ever been that close. She was definitely terrified by
his aggression physically because it was unexpected and off guard, but yet gentle. If Bulma could even remember correctly she thought she saw lust in his eyes. Vegeta finds me
attractive? He's always going on about how ugly I am. Bulma couldn't help but smile at the fact that the Ice King felt something...lust or not it was an emotion. She had to admit it was
definitely a shock to have been pinned naked to a wall by Vegeta but she kinda liked it. She was sexually frustrated , one of the downs of being single, and just the feel off his erected
manhood against her womanhood was enough to make her blush extremely hard. Bulma always found him attractive and every once in a while day dreamed about sleeping with him but
the thought that the shared a "moment" left her on edge. She couldn't help from that moment on she felt an attraction to him. He was the total complete opposite of her but she didn't
care.
Bulma bit down gently on her lip as she accepted she had a crush on the grouch down the hall. She dropped herself back on her bed wrapped in her towel. A huge grin spread across her
face and she whispered his name…"Vegeta".