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Chapter 2: Neighbors
Bulma
Location: Bulma's penthouse
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sleep that night. Not because I wasn't tried, but because I heard what Goku and Chichi were up to in their temporary bedroom. The last of the renovations were being done to the other side of the penthouse so they were temporary using the guestroom across the room from mine. All the rooms were renovated to be soundproof from the inside and out, but they may have forgotten to completely shut their door. I made the mistake of forgetting to take a glass of water with me before I settled in my bedroom when I heard their moans and groans through the door. The rattling from the doors didn't help either. Chichi was either beating the shit out of Goku or they were fucking so hard, the whole room shook.
I sighed as I entered my room with my glass of water and made sure my door was completely closed. It had been too long since I'd been with a man. The men I've meet through work or life were either too dumb or too submissive. As a strong woman who could easily control the mood of the room with just my presence, men were intimidated by my confidence and dominating aura. The only man that was able to almost capture my heart knew nothing about my true background. He thought I worked in the tech industry and still believes it to this day, but it got to me that he didn't truly know who I was and we parted amicably. He was good in bed, but there was something missing in our sex life I couldn't exactly pinpoint. Maybe it lacked the passion.
Eventually, I had fallen asleep because I woke up in the afternoon the next day feeling well rested. I got up from the comfort of my bed to get ready for the day when I smelled the delicious aroma of food being cooked. One of the benefits of having Chichi live with me was her godlike ability to cook any meal with ease.
"I'm surprised you're able to stand with what I heard you guys doing last night."
"How did you... Never mind. Hey, it's not my fault we released years' worth of tension last night, but damn did it feel amazing."
"As much as I love you guys are together, please remember to completely shut the door. Thank God the renovations are almost done."
"Then we can be as loud as we want and you won't be able to hear us."
"Gross! It's like hearing about my siblings fucking each other."
"Well then it's a good thing your brother is sexy as hell."
"Speaking of Goku, where'd he go? It's unusual of him to miss your cooking."
"We received a call from your father this morning and returned to West City a few hours ago.
"Huh... I wonder why..."
We chatted about what we had left to do with settling in as we ate breakfast then unpacked the remaining boxes. Once everything was cleaned up, Chichi was in desperate need of a nap and I wanted to go for a quick swim and get whatever sun was left for the day.
I changed into a black bikini and rubbed tanning oil on my exposed skin, making sure I used a specialize sunscreen to protect the multiple tattoos scattered around my body, as I sat out on the gazebo island in the pool. Growing up surrounded by grown men who were covered in tattoos from head to toe, I quickly found out the importance of not only protecting unblemished skin, but also my tattoos. A sakura branch on my left bicep stretching downward toward the middle of my forearm with fallen petals scattered around the top and around the wrist. A small white lotus on my right wrist. A botan made of bright watercolors on the back of my neck. And lastly, two koi fish swimming in patterns of swirling water; one on each side of my body. A red koi on my right side stretching from under my armpit swimming toward my hip and the same design on my left but in blue.
When deciding on the placement of each tattoo, I wanted to make sure they were covered when dressed, but with women's clothing becoming more revealing with each year, I decided to get my side tattoos so my short backless clothing would cover them when in public. Luckily, sleeves and neck tattoos had become popular for women in the general population so my tattoos would not link me to the Brief Yakuza Group.
After sitting out for an hour, I felt a tingle run down my spine. I looked around and up to the next apartment complex to see if I could see who was watching me, but it was hard to see with the sun starting to slowly set in front of me. I flipped onto my stomach to get an even tan, but I still felt eyes on me. Feeling overheated, I decided to swim for a while, hoping my spy would get the clue and retreat. Swimming several laps, I still felt his eyes on me. The sun was now behind the apartment in front of me and I could make out the figure of a man standing in the penthouse next door with a drink in his hand. I raised my hand above my head and waved my arm and he returned my gesture by lifting the glass in his hand. He then turned around when another man twice his height and size exited the doors to talk to him before both men walked inside out of my view.
After a few more laps, Chichi came out stretching out her body and sat on a chair.
"We should get ready now if we want to see Master Roshi tonight."
"Okay~"
"I suggest wearing something short and low cut. You know how much he loves the female body."
"Tch, the perv. If he wasn't so influential here, if have beat his ass when he grabbed my ass."
"But now he knows not to mess with you when you have him that black eye."
"If only Roshi was afraid of my family like everyone else in West City."
We got ready in record time and were out the door of the penthouse as the sun finally set.
Location: Kame House
The bar was more crowded then the day before, but we were able to find an empty seat as Chichi went toward the back to see if Roshi was available to discuss business. I ordered Lagavulin on the rocks as I waited for Chichi and took my first sip when a bulky man wedged himself to my left to order his drink.
"Hey, long time no see."
I never seen this man in my life and turned to my right to see who he was talking to, but the man to my right had his back to us.
"Excuse me?"
"Yes, I'm talkin' to you, beautiful. How have you been?"
"Do you know who I am because I'm blanking on who you are…"
"Nah, we don't know each other. I thought it'd be a good pick up line."
"Ha! It's the first time I've heard it so I guess it wasn't that bad."
"Name's Raditz"
"Bulma."
"What are you drinking? I'll get you another."
"Thanks, Lagavulin on the rocks."
"Ohh, a whiskey woman. Be still my heart."
As Raditz got the attend of the bartender and ordered another drink, I couldn't help admiring his body; bulky due to the obvious hard muscles underneath his black dress shirt, form fitting slacks showing his powerful thighs, and both arms covered in tattoos that lead all the way up to his forearm disappearing underneath folded sleeves. He had the type of body I craved at night. He turned back toward me and did a quick scan of my own body, taking in my short low cut black dress.
"You alone tonight?" He looked around.
"No, came with a friend, but I'm here for business."
"What a coincidence, so am I. What kind of business are you in, Bulma?"
"Oh, this and that, but mostly in tech. What kind of business do you have here?"
"Oh, this and that." He winked as he repeated my answer, "Just waiting for my boss to finish up."
We joked and talked for a several minutes, and I found it intriguing that even though we were strangers with one another, it was fun talking to Raditz.
"Bulma, he's ready for you," Chichi said as she walked up to the bar.
I finished my drink then turned toward Raditz.
"It was nice meeting you, Raditz."
I hopped off the barstool when Raditz grabbed my forearm.
"Bulma… Give me your number… Please?"
I looked at his hand wrapped around my arm before looking up at him; he was at least a foot taller than me, even in my heels.
"Do you think you've earned, Raditz?"
He answered with a smirk which made me smirk in return.
"Okay, give me your phone then text me."
I pressed his phone to his chest as I walked away without looking back.
"He's still staring at you," Chichi said as we turned toward the bathroom, "Who is he anyway? He looks familiar."
"He does, but doesn't. He's name is Raditz, if it helps."
"Nope, the name doesn't ring any bells."
I touched up my lipstick in the bathroom mirror before heading toward the back to Roshi's office.
"Ah, Bulma, my dear. It's been too long," Roshi said as he stared at my breasts without shame.
"Old man, not going to happen. EVER," I said, "Cheech, wait outside and make sure no one interrupts."
"So why the visit?"
"You know why. I'm planning on taking over Central City with your help of course."
"Interesting… You're the second person to say that to me today…"
"What?! Who else?!"
"Not to worry, but I shall help you."
"Good and we'll return to the subject of who else is going to take over this city at a later date because as you know I never forget."
"How are your parents? In good health, I hope."
"Yeah, dad's planning on retiring in the next few years."
"Good good. He needs to rest with his age."
"And you don't? You're a lot older than he is."
"Yes, but I, on the other hand, am in prefect physical shape."
"Gross… Enough of the small talk. Let's get down to business."
"I know what you require and luckily for you, there's going to be a charity gala this weekend with all the major corporations of Central City attending, including your parents."
That must have been why Goku had to go back to West City.
"Prefect. I look forward to it."
Vegeta
Location: Vegeta's penthouse
After a hard workout on the first floor of our newly acquired penthouse in the center of the downtown area, we went up to the penthouse to wash up and get some well-deserved rest. Luckily for us, we were able to buy out the businesses of the first floor of the building months ago to set up another MMA gym.
I didn't get much sleep that night, the anticipation of meeting Roshi again keeping me up. With the adrenaline pumping through my body from the work out, I swam laps around the pool on the outside of the terrace until my muscle screamed for rest. With a quick wash in the shower, I knocked out on top of my bed and dreamt about a mysterious woman with aquamarine hair.
I woke the next morning to the smell of bacon, sausage, eggs, and French toast wafting through the air. Who would have thought Nappa would be a decent cook and cleaning wiz. We had no need for a maid when Nappa did all the work and then some of his own free will.
After breakfast, Nappa and I went down to the gym to do some inventory with the staff before we started our own work out for the morning with Raditz joining us as we were finishing up. By the time we got back upstairs, it was late afternoon and Nappa made another meal as I showered and got ready to meet with Roshi. During our meal, I discussed what was to happen at Kame House and how we should prepare.
With an hour to kill, I stepped outside onto the terrace with a drink in hand to look over the city below. Looking at the penthouse next door, it looked like they'd finally unpacked all the boxes that were in the living room and one of the inhabitants was sunbathing near the pool. My mind must have been playing with me because from this distance, it looked like the woman had aquamarine hair. She flipped to her stomach and even from this distance, I could make out her well-rounded ass in her small bikini bottoms. I adjusted myself in my pants. Eventually, the woman started to swim then stopped to look in my direction. She waved and I raised my glass in response, but turned away when Nappa informed me it was time to meet with Roshi.
Location: Kame House
"Where did Raditz go?" Nappa asked.
"Probably to the bar. Just guard the door while I talk to Roshi," I growled as I entered the room.
"Vegeta. How you've grown over the years," Roshi said with a smile on his face.
"Master Roshi, it has been too long. You're in good health as always."
"Thanks to one of your gyms, I started to bulk up even in my advanced age. I assume your father is well. I look forward to seeing him again this weekend."
"This weekend?"
"Yes, the charity gala. I assumed you knew about it. All the major corporations of Central, East, and West City are going to be there."
"Excellent. That works in my favor."
"Hmm… In favor of what exactly?"
"In my plans to take over Central City."
We were interrupted by a female at the door.
"Master Roshi, are you available?" She said.
"I was just on my way out," I said as I got up.
"Prefect, I'll be right back with Bulma."
"What happened to guarding the door, Nappa?" I growled.
"She may look weak and tiny, but she able to get passed me somehow."
"A woman with likely no muscle mass was able to get by your 250 pound ass…"
"That woman has serious skills. If you're done, let's go find Raditz and get out of here. My ego
is hurt."
We walked down the short hallway that lead to the bar and we spot Raditz right away even in the overcrowded bar.
"Shit, when did it get so crowded?"
When we were a few feet away from Raditz, he was staring off into the distance.
"The fuck are you looking at?" I asked as the three of us looked in the direction he was looking.
"A fine ass woman with a fine ass."
With the bar filled with people, he could have been talking about any woman in front of us.
"Got her number and everything. Had the weirdest name though."
"You're one to talk, Radish."
"Okay, Vegetable. Ever hear the name Bulma before?"
"Actually, I have. A few minutes ago in Roshi office…"
"I wonder what business she would have with Master Roshi."
"Like it matters, let's get out of here. There're too many people for my liking."