Disclaimer: Dragonball and its characters belong to Akira Toriyama. I do not own these characters nor do I claim to.
The silhouette of a man draped across her sleeping body, blocked occasionally by the curtains fluttering in the wind. Even without opening her eyes she could tell that he was watching and it made terrifying trill of lust skitter through her spine which made her back arch; The thought of his eyes avidly watching her made hot body tight and hot, arousing her more than would be considered sane. The paralysis of sleep made her unable to move though she wanted to. She wanted to slide her hands across her body, to pinch and tease the sensitive flesh as he watched unmoving, unblinking as he took in the sight. Instead she grasped the sheets beneath her in her tights fists and opened her mouth to groan, unable to express the scale of displeasure of being denied full satisfaction.
And she would never gain full satisfaction because her twisted, lust-filled fantasy was just that: A dream and nothing more. It had to be. After all, it couldn't hurt her to enjoy the feeling in her dreams, but in reality it was too dangerous. In reality the man would not just watch, he would act. He would take her lust filled actions as a welcoming sign and move into her room. The man who watched her sleep wouldn't have the morals to ask permission, he would just take. Wake her. Touch her. Grab her.
"Babe?"
Bulma jumped as Yamcha's voice and hand on her shoulder brought her out of her daydream. Clutching her hand to her heart she panted heavily as she tried to slow down her rapidly beating heart. Despite her previous scolding she couldn't deny the feeling of disappointment at learning that it was her long-time boyfriend who grabbed her shoulder instead of the mysterious stranger her body had been anticipating.
"Whoa, calm down, Babe. I didn't mean to scare you. You shouldn't drift off when you're carving a pumpkin anyway."
Bulma's startled look was replaced by an annoyed one. "It's a safety saw, Yamcha," she snapped as she ran the dull toothed, centimeter wide saw against her hand, "It's almost impossible to hurt anyone. When did you get here anyway?"
"I just walked in. You asked me to come over and help with the decorating remember? For the party tomorrow?"
"Oh, of course I remember. I was just… thinking about something else. Well I'm obviously carving pumpkins right now so grab one and get to work. We'll need enough to decorate the walkway. There's a bunch of stencils that came with the kit so pick one and follow the instructions."
"Sure thing, Babe," Yamcha said with a smile unaffected by Bulma's bossy attitude.
The two worked in awkward silence for awhile before Yamcha decided to break it. "What were you thinking about?"
"What?"
"You seemed jumpy earlier and said that you were thinking about something else. Is something wrong?"
Bulma flushed slightly, moving her saw to free the last piece from the arched-back cat design she'd been working on. "It's nothing Yamcha, just a dream I've been having lately."
"Ah, a nightmare, I see. This is a scary time of year so it's understandable; it is almost Halloween after all. So what is it? Vampire? Zombie? Werewolf?" he asked, punctuating each word with a motion mimicking each cheesy movie monster he mentioned.
"No, nothing like that," she said with a sigh. 'I'm not even sure I'm allowed to call it a nightmare with how much I'm enjoying it,' she frowned at her twisted mind. "I sleep with the windows open and the wind blows the curtains, you know? And sometimes the shadows moving across the room look like a person. I know nothing's there but…," she let her sentence drift off unfinished hoping Yamcha would make his own conclusion. Luckily for her, he did.
"Wow that is scary sounding. It's an easy fix, at least. Just close the window. It's almost November so it's probably too cold anyway."
"My… room gets a little stuffy at night but you're right, it should be an easy fix," she said with a forced smile. 'It should be an easy fix, but the problem is, do I really want to fix it?'
And there's chapter two. It's still short, and a few of the others will be as well, but they eventually get a little longer. Once again I'd love to hear from you so feel free to review.
