Z Reborn
Summary: LIME ALERT! It's been 10 years since Vegeta and Mirai were separated. 10 years since Mirai had made the hardest decision of her life. 10 years since she'd felt that familiar tug of feminine need and desire. With her supposed mate, and parents on Planet Vegeta and her brothers living their own lives, Mirai finds herself hungry for something more than just food. She was craving sex, and a physical challenge.
Lime Alert! This story is a little more racy than the others! Expect some dark and SEXUAL content.
Chapter 2: Lesson One
Yamcha stared at the Porno cover with a blush on his face, and a groan in his throat. What the hell was he doing here? No better yet what the hell was he doing here…he looked over his shoulder… with Mirai?
She was currently browsing the wall of bondage play and he had to hold back a shudder and smack himself to get the image of her in a dominatrix suit out of his head. "If Bulma doesn't kill me first, Vegeta sure will. Why the hell did I agree to this?"
"Hey Yamcha!" He turned to her and the dominatrix image disappeared and was replaced with another as she held up an itsy bitsy lingerie piece for role playing. The kitty costume came with a half cup bra, fishnets and thong, not to mention the ears which she had already put on her head. "Isn't it cute? Meow…" she made the neko face clawing the air cutely.
Good god was his nose bleeding? He put the back of his hand to his nose to make sure. His face felt hot and he turned his back to her. "Y-Yeah it's cute, put it away will yah? We're supposed to be here for some visual helps."
"Pssh, you're no fun. Did you find the right DVD? Let me see!" She snatched from over his shoulder making him yelp when her breasts push against his back in order to do so. Why the hell did the girl have to be so well endowed? If she had a flat chest like a kid it would be a whole lot easier to push this in the childish prank scenario.
"Will you stop crowding me?" Yamcha burst away breathing heavily and holding his heart. Mirai paid him no mind as she looked at the graphics on the DVD package. He turned to watch her analyze the package as if it were one of her mother's experiments.
"What do they mean by Snow balling?" She cocked an eyebrow at Yamcha who smacked a hand to his face and snatched the DVD back.
"Maybe this was a bad idea."
"Why can't you just tell me what to do?"
"Because that's not how sex works." Yamcha rubs the back of his head grunting in frustration. "Let me put it to you this way Mirai. Sex is fun, it's great really… but the kind of sex you're talking about is the kind that doesn't revolve around tapes, and toys and… ball gags." He blushed when she lifted up the product in question. He pulled the gag away from her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"What's the difference?"
"We're talking about the difference between sex buddies, and making love. This," he motioned around, "This stuff is for experimental sex. Stuff you don't really do with a life partner. Making love is about having sex with someone you really care about. Someone you've waited your whole life to have. It is sex that isn't planned or thought out it just happens."
"Oh, I get it. So what you're saying is the sex between Vegeta and I will be special. So I won't need any of this stuff?"
"Yes, that's exactly right. Consider this lesson number one. The difference between Sex buddies and Making Love is the emotional connection you have with them."
Mirai smiled and clapped her hands together grinning. "Great, that's one conundrum off my list. So, say that Vegeta were to come down from Planet Vegeta. How would I go about letting him know that I want him?"
Yamcha was surprised that Mirai had all these questions. In his youth he pretty much just did it. Yamcha sighed. "I don't have the answer to that, Mirai. All I can tell you is that learning how to please Vegeta is all about your instincts. It's like fighting."
"Really? Just go with my instincts huh?" She held her chin as she put that into deep though. "Wait, so then what would you consider the basics of sex?"
"The basics?"
"Yeah, in fighting you have basic stance, basic knowledge, etc. When I fight I start with the basics and then grow onto my technique depending on who I'm fighting. What would the basics of sex be?"
"Huh," Yamcha had never really thought about it. Maybe this teaching thing would be beneficial for him to. He scratched his head. "I guess dating and kissing would be the basics."
"Dating? I've never been on a date with Vegeta… well unless you count that time at the mall."
"No that's more of an outing. A date is a special planned event between two lovers. You know; go to the movies, a concert, dinner, dancing, you know the works. Then usually after it's all done you go home cuddle kiss and then the instincts to have sex take over."
"Oooh… yeah know I don't think Vegeta's into that kind of stuff. I'll probably have to force him to go on one with me. Unless of course there is the Saiyan version of a date. Which in Vegeta's case would probably be a fight or a work out in the gravity machine?"
Yamcha laughed as he led Mirai out of the adult store and toward his bike. "That doesn't sound very romantic. Hey tell yah what, how about for our lesson I take you on one myself. That way you can pick and choose what you think you'd be able to convince Vegeta to do."
"Really?" Mirai's eyes lit up. "You'd do that for me Yamcha?"
"Sure, I promised I'd help you." Besides dating was something he did well, and it would keep them off the subject of sex for a while. He could consider it a friendly outing and his hide would be saved. He slid onto his bike and she jumped on behind him wrapping her arms tight. As they zoomed off into West City Yamcha gave a long hard thought of where exactly he should take her. "Let's first go back to your house so you can change. If we're going on a date you definitely want to wear something nice."
"Nice? Define nice, you do know my taste in clothes carries similar to that of my brothers."
"Don't worry; I'm sure we can find something for you to wear."
An hour later Yamcha had tossed all of Mirai's clothes onto her bed his eyes wide as saucers. Nothing… this girl had absolutely nothing revolving around the feminine prowess. Jeans, t shirts, gis, khaki's, not even a single skirt! "I'm shocked; I would think living with Bulma you'd have at least one date worthy outfit."
Mirai spun in her computer chair frowning. "Yeah well in case you haven't noticed, I don't date much. You'll be my first date ever."
Yamcha really didn't want to have to ask Bulma to lend Mirai clothes. The subject of what they were for would come up and it would open up a whole can of worms. "How much money yah got on yah kid?"
"Plenty, why?" Mirai wasn't a big spender, so the 1 million zeni allowance she got a week from Bulma built up over a long period of time.
"Good, because I just added another lesson onto your roster. Shopping for a date. Bulma did this all the time. Whenever she made Radditz take her out she would always drag me along to carry boxes and bags of stuff she would think she'd want to wear on it. So let's start there."
Yamcha felt he was getting the hang of it finally. The trip to the mall was easy coasting and because Mirai wasn't Bulma he wasn't carrying around thousands of boxes all around the mall. They started small with the basic dress and skirt and blouse combos… Yamcha really liked the orange summer dress. Seemed the entire Son family looked good in the bright color.
He let Mirai go around on her own with shoes... that was one department he was certain he wanted no part in. She came out in a pair of black basic heels that made her legs look longer and her body look older and more sophisticated. Seemed he made the correct judgment there. Finally was the accessories… another iffy subject for him, but he had fun seeing her ogle the jewelry, try on hats and scarves and they laughed over array of sun glasses that reminded them of Master Roshi.
One of the sales ladies got a look at what they were doing and approached them with a smile. "Hello there, is there something I can assist you with?"
Yamcha admired the lady with a blushing laugh. The woman was drop dead gorgeous, her hair all curled up sophisticatedly, her legs showing, her make up accenting her terrific features. He very nearly asked for her number… and then Mirai spoke up. "We're looking for stuff for me for our date. Any suggestions?"
Yamcha's day dream bubble burst at those words and he blushed with embarrassment. The woman laughed softy and directed Mirai over to the make-up and perfume counters. Yamcha took the opportunity to turn his back to them and smack him across the face. "What the hell am I doing? I'm supposed to be helping Mirai not picking up women. Okay, okay Yamcha don't get excited. This is just an outing relax, just a little outing with your best friend's kid sister. Why shouldn't I take the opportunity to ask her out? I could just explain that Mirai's a friend… yes she's nothing but uh…" Yamcha drifted off as he turned around just in time to see Mirai slide out of the chair. She now held a bag of cosmetics and slips of paper with application tips.
What the hell had that lady done to her? This girl didn't look like anyone's sister. She looked… HOT! Her eyes looked so big and brown, the lids smoky adding a mysterious tone to them. Her lips were painted and looked so much fuller in the bright red color they had applied. The lady played with her hair the mass of locks looking so soft and naturally sexy as the strands drifted over one eye.
"Yamcha… Yamcha… YAMCHA!"
"Huh? What!?" He snapped out of his daze to see Mirai snapping fingers in his face. She put her hands on her hips frowning. "She says my support is bad. I need a new bra."
"Oh, really...wait WHAT!? GAH!" Yamcha felt himself being pulled along to the ladies section. The lady from the make-up counter waved with that cheery smile and he stuttered and stumbled before plopping into a seat as Mirai browsed through the selection of fancy bras and underwear. "I uh, I really don't think I should be here for this."
"Nonsense, Tiffany, oh that's the lady at the counter, she said that the key to getting a man to notice your sexual prowess is the right lingerie and support." She lifts her boobs in example. Yamcha found himself staring again as those bobs in question strain against the t shirt accenting the cleavage against the fabric.
She took several bra panty sets she liked visually and walked over to the dressing room. "I'm gonna try these on, then call you to get your opinion." She disappeared behind the curtain. Yamcha let out a long sigh of relief before sinking into his chair
"Hoo boy this is getting ridiculously dangerous. If I get any more visions of Mirai in that sort of way I'll never be able to give her a straight face again."
Why couldn't Vegeta be here to get all flushed and embarrassed while she shopped? This was his fault in the first place.
He made all that fuss and muss about wanting Mirai, then he disappears for ten years leaving the poor girl clueless on Earth about his feelings. Why couldn't he just be honest to her? Stupid Saiyan pride, that's what was wrong with him.
Yamcha sighed again and rubbed his face. Like he should talk. He spent just as long ogling Bulma for years… too scared to even mention to her that he liked her. Before he could even get a chance to open his mouth Radditz muscled his way into her heart… and now they were engaged.
So what if he found Mirai attractive? He was only human right? "Yeah, let them see me with her. We're not doing anything wrong!"
"Oh Bulma, look at this fabulous top!" Chichi's familiar voice suddenly rang into Yamcha's ears and his eyes darted over to the dresses one section over. Luck would have it that Bulma and Chichi were browsing through them being girls and giggling over colors and fabrics and designs.
Mirai pulled the curtain back opening her mouth to call to Yamcha, "Hey Yam-CHA!" Instead she let out a yelp of surprise when he grabbed her around the waist, shoved her back into the room with him inside and yanked the curtain closed.
Yay! Another chapter done and a cliffy at that. He-he I'm so evil. Anyways so Yamcha's getting the flusters and Mirai's getting more and more curious, and they're about to be discovered! What's going to happen? Also what about Vegeta and the others? What's going on with them? Gotta stay tuned to the next chapter to find out.
Next Chapter: First Date