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The Tower
Chapter 3 - If Ya Know What I Mean
Bulma's eyes slowly opened as she tried to realize where she was. Before she could clear her head she felt an intense stab of pain in her right hand. She screamed and sat up, cradling her arm. Tears poured down her cheeks as she whimpered to herself.
Mrs. Briefs and Vegeta came into the room. Vegeta hung out in the doorway as Mrs. Briefs ran to Bulma's side and hugged her daughter.
"Don't worry honey, your father went out to get the prescriptions. He will be back any minute." Mrs. Briefs said as she stroked Bulma's hair.
"Oh my God, Mom, it hurts so bad." Bulma sobbed.
"It's Ok, honey, it's Ok."
Vegeta slowly backed out of the room, not knowing what to say or do to make the situation any better. Having broken bones before, he couldn't understand what all the fuss was about. Then he reminded himself that humans were unusually weak, women even more so than men.
Dr. Briefs pulled up in his Capsule Corps-vette. He hurried into the house with a bag of prescriptions tucked under his arm.
Mrs. Briefs had coaxed Bulma down into the kitchen where she was waiting for her painkillers.
"Here ya go sweetie." Mrs. Briefs said as she plopped two blue bills and one white one in front of Bulma. "Let me get you a glass of water."
Bulma put all three pills in her mouth at once and swallowed them down with a swig of water.
Dr. and Mrs. Briefs sat down at the table across from Bulma and looked as if they were gearing up for a lecture.
"Look before you start telling me how wrong it is to hit people when they piss me off, I think you should know that Yamcha cheated on me. In public." Bulma was preparing another line of defense when her mother interrupted.
"Actually Bulma I was going to tell you that I was proud that you finally stood up for yourself. I mean you broke your hand but." "Ok, who are you and what have you done with my parents?"
"Oh don't worry about it dear. You should just go upstairs and take a nap." As Bulma was leaving the kitchen her mother whispered to her, "Your father and I had quite a night last night, if you know what I mean. Nothing could ruin our good mood."
"Thanks for sharing." Bulma muttered, more to herself than to anyone else.
***
Bulma was walking slowly down the hall so that she wouldn't get dizzy. She had just woken up from a two-hour nap. She needed to talk to Vegeta. Just a few minutes ago she was brushing her hair, when she remembered coming on to Vegeta the night before. She thought she might as well try to undo any damage she had caused.
The pain was starting to come back again, but not as bad as before. She reached Vegeta's room and reached her right hand up to knock. She frowned when she realized that was the hand in the hot pink cast. She used her left hand instead.
*Knock, Knock, Knock*
It was the one day of the week that she knew Vegeta only trained for half a day. He allowed himself that much rest a week. She heard him mutter a curse to himself and tramp across the room to open the door.
He frowned when he looked at her.
"We need to talk Vegeta."
She brushed past him and sat down on his bed (which was neatly made).
"Look," she said as she looked at her shoes, her cast, anything but his eyes, "about last night. I was on painkillers. I didn't know what I was saying. This morning I remember that I was saying some, uh, inappropriate stuff and I am sorry. I want you to forget about it." She looked up in Vegeta's eyes to see what he was thinking. As usual, there was no visible emotion registered there.
"Is that all woman?" Vegeta asked crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes." She said standing up. "Wait, no."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow.
"Last night I had this really weird dream. It was about the tower that the psychic woman told me to visit. I had a dream that the tower was telling me to come to planet Hachiji."
"I had the same dream. Only Freiza was in mine."
"Yeah, he was in mine too. It's not like we have anything to worry about. I mean, he's dead, right?"
"Yes."
"Why do you think we both had the same dream?"
Vegeta shrugged.
"Have you ever heard of planet Hachiji?"
"No. I've been to a lot of planets, but I have never heard of this one."
"Come with me." She said as she stood up and walked out of his room.
***
She led them to her father's lab in the basement of the house.
"Dad?" She called as she knocked "Dad are you in here?"
"He's in there, I can sense him."
"Oh." Bulma said as she opened the door.
"Hi kids." Doctor Briefs said as he looked up from a scrap of metal he was tinkering with. "What can I do for you?"
"Can we use your planetary computer? We are trying to locate a planet."
"Sure, you know where it is."
Bulma nodded and walked into the back of the lab, well out of sight from her father.
"Here we go. This computer should be able to locate any known planet. My father built it a long time ago. It should give us coordinates and time travel estimates along with other planetary data." Bulma said as she waited for the computer to boot up.
Bulma began tapping away at the keys with her left hand. Vegeta noticed that she typed with alarming speed with even just her one hand. The computer began searching for the planet Hachiji. The computer came up with only two pieces of information. Bulma read them aloud.
"The planet Hachiji is the third planet in the Loth Solar System. Estimated travel time from earth in Capsule Corps ship design #6357 is 5 weeks." Bulma looked at Vegeta.
"Woman I need you to build me a faster space ship."
"What for?"
"So that I can go to planet Hachiji."
"You're not actually going there are you?"
"Yes woman, I need to know if Freiza is there or if this is some sort of trick."
"What if it's a trap to lure you there?"
"What if it isn't?"
"I'm going with you."
"No."
"I'll design the ship so that you can't fly it."
"That would be foolish."
"So then I am going."
"No."
"Vegeta I am so going with you. We both had the dream. If I put all this work into a new ship then I am going."
"It would just be one more person for me to protect."
"I can take care of myself."
"Yes, your pink hand demonstrates that fact to me clearly."
"Jerk."
"Build me the ship woman and then we will discuss the travel plans."
"It will take me two weeks to build," Bulma looked at her broken hand, "make that three weeks."
"Fine." ***
That night Bulma began drawing plans for the new space ship. She had to admit that drawing with her left hand turned out to be more difficult than she had imagined. If only that ass Yamcha hadn't cheated on her! She was pouring over designs and blue prints from the #6357 model when Vegeta walked by.
She looked really pathetic he thought. Her right hand was propped on top of her head in order for the swelling to go down. At the moment he peaked into the door, she was trying to erase something on the paper, but having no luck using her left hand. He watched her snap the pencil in half and throw it across the lab where it hit a computer screen. He decided to make his presence known.
"Woman, you don't have to work on this right now. Take a break."
"Yeah that's easy for you to say. You never take a break from anything."
"I would if my hand was broken."
"No, I really don't think you would."
"Hmm."
"Don't 'Hmm' me Vegeta, I will have you know that the computer told me that if my design improvement works, the time travel to planet Hachiji will only take two and a half weeks instead of five."
For once, Vegeta didn't have a smart-ass response.
***
As the next two weeks went by Bulma visited the doctor, had a smaller cast put on and began building a newer and more importantly, faster space ship. She hardly ever saw Vegeta anymore because her father had finished her design for the new gravity room. He was training with an increased fury, preparing for whatever lay ahead on planet Hachiji.
With the smaller cast on, Bulma had the use of the fingers on her right hand and was able to assemble the ship much faster then she had originally thought. The ship was done in two weeks, two days, one hour and fifteen minutes.
"I am such a genius! I am such a genius!!!!" Bulma sang to herself dancing around in the lab.
She decided to share the news with Vegeta, who was probably in the gravity room. Bulma took off her lab coat and headed outside.
As expected, Vegeta was training hard in the gravity room.without a shirt. Bulma continued to watch him train. She forgot about her original purpose for a visit. Suddenly the machine stopped and Vegeta turned to look at her through the window. He strode over to the door and threw it open.
"Woman I have known that you were outside for the past five minutes staring at me. Do you want something?"
Bulma blushed and tried desperately to think of something to say to fill the void.
"Well, I was, uh, in the lab and I, uh"
"Wanted to take a break and admire my physique?"
"No. I wanted . . ."
Vegeta grabbed Bulma by the waist and pulled her into the gravity room.
"You wanted what?" He asked leaning his face close to hers.
Bulma suddenly realized that her arms were pinned and she was going nowhere. Then she realized that she didn't really want to go anywhere. Vegeta was so warm . . .
Bulma surprised both Vegeta and herself when she leaned up and kissed Vegeta. Her kiss was like the sound of a gun announcing the start of a race. Suddenly both of them were all over each other, letting their hands wander where they pleased.
Vegeta moved his hands to pull up the front of Bulma's red blouse.
Bulma moaned with pleasure. This was so much better than being with Yamcha! He never gave her this much pleasure, much less this much attention. She couldn't remember why she had come here in the first place, but now she was certainly glad that she had.
That's when she remembered. The space ship!
"Vegeta! Stop." Bulma said pushing him away and trying to clear her head. "This isn't why I came over here. I wanted to tell you that I built the space ship. It is finished. We can leave tomorrow."
Bulma beat a hasty retreat from the gravity room, not bothering to see Vegeta's reaction.
*** What's going on between Vegeta and Bulma? What awaits them on their space travels? Ok, I have decided to change the rating and you can expect a lemon or two in some later chapters. Let me know what you think! Please R&R.
The Tower
Chapter 3 - If Ya Know What I Mean
Bulma's eyes slowly opened as she tried to realize where she was. Before she could clear her head she felt an intense stab of pain in her right hand. She screamed and sat up, cradling her arm. Tears poured down her cheeks as she whimpered to herself.
Mrs. Briefs and Vegeta came into the room. Vegeta hung out in the doorway as Mrs. Briefs ran to Bulma's side and hugged her daughter.
"Don't worry honey, your father went out to get the prescriptions. He will be back any minute." Mrs. Briefs said as she stroked Bulma's hair.
"Oh my God, Mom, it hurts so bad." Bulma sobbed.
"It's Ok, honey, it's Ok."
Vegeta slowly backed out of the room, not knowing what to say or do to make the situation any better. Having broken bones before, he couldn't understand what all the fuss was about. Then he reminded himself that humans were unusually weak, women even more so than men.
Dr. Briefs pulled up in his Capsule Corps-vette. He hurried into the house with a bag of prescriptions tucked under his arm.
Mrs. Briefs had coaxed Bulma down into the kitchen where she was waiting for her painkillers.
"Here ya go sweetie." Mrs. Briefs said as she plopped two blue bills and one white one in front of Bulma. "Let me get you a glass of water."
Bulma put all three pills in her mouth at once and swallowed them down with a swig of water.
Dr. and Mrs. Briefs sat down at the table across from Bulma and looked as if they were gearing up for a lecture.
"Look before you start telling me how wrong it is to hit people when they piss me off, I think you should know that Yamcha cheated on me. In public." Bulma was preparing another line of defense when her mother interrupted.
"Actually Bulma I was going to tell you that I was proud that you finally stood up for yourself. I mean you broke your hand but." "Ok, who are you and what have you done with my parents?"
"Oh don't worry about it dear. You should just go upstairs and take a nap." As Bulma was leaving the kitchen her mother whispered to her, "Your father and I had quite a night last night, if you know what I mean. Nothing could ruin our good mood."
"Thanks for sharing." Bulma muttered, more to herself than to anyone else.
***
Bulma was walking slowly down the hall so that she wouldn't get dizzy. She had just woken up from a two-hour nap. She needed to talk to Vegeta. Just a few minutes ago she was brushing her hair, when she remembered coming on to Vegeta the night before. She thought she might as well try to undo any damage she had caused.
The pain was starting to come back again, but not as bad as before. She reached Vegeta's room and reached her right hand up to knock. She frowned when she realized that was the hand in the hot pink cast. She used her left hand instead.
*Knock, Knock, Knock*
It was the one day of the week that she knew Vegeta only trained for half a day. He allowed himself that much rest a week. She heard him mutter a curse to himself and tramp across the room to open the door.
He frowned when he looked at her.
"We need to talk Vegeta."
She brushed past him and sat down on his bed (which was neatly made).
"Look," she said as she looked at her shoes, her cast, anything but his eyes, "about last night. I was on painkillers. I didn't know what I was saying. This morning I remember that I was saying some, uh, inappropriate stuff and I am sorry. I want you to forget about it." She looked up in Vegeta's eyes to see what he was thinking. As usual, there was no visible emotion registered there.
"Is that all woman?" Vegeta asked crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes." She said standing up. "Wait, no."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow.
"Last night I had this really weird dream. It was about the tower that the psychic woman told me to visit. I had a dream that the tower was telling me to come to planet Hachiji."
"I had the same dream. Only Freiza was in mine."
"Yeah, he was in mine too. It's not like we have anything to worry about. I mean, he's dead, right?"
"Yes."
"Why do you think we both had the same dream?"
Vegeta shrugged.
"Have you ever heard of planet Hachiji?"
"No. I've been to a lot of planets, but I have never heard of this one."
"Come with me." She said as she stood up and walked out of his room.
***
She led them to her father's lab in the basement of the house.
"Dad?" She called as she knocked "Dad are you in here?"
"He's in there, I can sense him."
"Oh." Bulma said as she opened the door.
"Hi kids." Doctor Briefs said as he looked up from a scrap of metal he was tinkering with. "What can I do for you?"
"Can we use your planetary computer? We are trying to locate a planet."
"Sure, you know where it is."
Bulma nodded and walked into the back of the lab, well out of sight from her father.
"Here we go. This computer should be able to locate any known planet. My father built it a long time ago. It should give us coordinates and time travel estimates along with other planetary data." Bulma said as she waited for the computer to boot up.
Bulma began tapping away at the keys with her left hand. Vegeta noticed that she typed with alarming speed with even just her one hand. The computer began searching for the planet Hachiji. The computer came up with only two pieces of information. Bulma read them aloud.
"The planet Hachiji is the third planet in the Loth Solar System. Estimated travel time from earth in Capsule Corps ship design #6357 is 5 weeks." Bulma looked at Vegeta.
"Woman I need you to build me a faster space ship."
"What for?"
"So that I can go to planet Hachiji."
"You're not actually going there are you?"
"Yes woman, I need to know if Freiza is there or if this is some sort of trick."
"What if it's a trap to lure you there?"
"What if it isn't?"
"I'm going with you."
"No."
"I'll design the ship so that you can't fly it."
"That would be foolish."
"So then I am going."
"No."
"Vegeta I am so going with you. We both had the dream. If I put all this work into a new ship then I am going."
"It would just be one more person for me to protect."
"I can take care of myself."
"Yes, your pink hand demonstrates that fact to me clearly."
"Jerk."
"Build me the ship woman and then we will discuss the travel plans."
"It will take me two weeks to build," Bulma looked at her broken hand, "make that three weeks."
"Fine." ***
That night Bulma began drawing plans for the new space ship. She had to admit that drawing with her left hand turned out to be more difficult than she had imagined. If only that ass Yamcha hadn't cheated on her! She was pouring over designs and blue prints from the #6357 model when Vegeta walked by.
She looked really pathetic he thought. Her right hand was propped on top of her head in order for the swelling to go down. At the moment he peaked into the door, she was trying to erase something on the paper, but having no luck using her left hand. He watched her snap the pencil in half and throw it across the lab where it hit a computer screen. He decided to make his presence known.
"Woman, you don't have to work on this right now. Take a break."
"Yeah that's easy for you to say. You never take a break from anything."
"I would if my hand was broken."
"No, I really don't think you would."
"Hmm."
"Don't 'Hmm' me Vegeta, I will have you know that the computer told me that if my design improvement works, the time travel to planet Hachiji will only take two and a half weeks instead of five."
For once, Vegeta didn't have a smart-ass response.
***
As the next two weeks went by Bulma visited the doctor, had a smaller cast put on and began building a newer and more importantly, faster space ship. She hardly ever saw Vegeta anymore because her father had finished her design for the new gravity room. He was training with an increased fury, preparing for whatever lay ahead on planet Hachiji.
With the smaller cast on, Bulma had the use of the fingers on her right hand and was able to assemble the ship much faster then she had originally thought. The ship was done in two weeks, two days, one hour and fifteen minutes.
"I am such a genius! I am such a genius!!!!" Bulma sang to herself dancing around in the lab.
She decided to share the news with Vegeta, who was probably in the gravity room. Bulma took off her lab coat and headed outside.
As expected, Vegeta was training hard in the gravity room.without a shirt. Bulma continued to watch him train. She forgot about her original purpose for a visit. Suddenly the machine stopped and Vegeta turned to look at her through the window. He strode over to the door and threw it open.
"Woman I have known that you were outside for the past five minutes staring at me. Do you want something?"
Bulma blushed and tried desperately to think of something to say to fill the void.
"Well, I was, uh, in the lab and I, uh"
"Wanted to take a break and admire my physique?"
"No. I wanted . . ."
Vegeta grabbed Bulma by the waist and pulled her into the gravity room.
"You wanted what?" He asked leaning his face close to hers.
Bulma suddenly realized that her arms were pinned and she was going nowhere. Then she realized that she didn't really want to go anywhere. Vegeta was so warm . . .
Bulma surprised both Vegeta and herself when she leaned up and kissed Vegeta. Her kiss was like the sound of a gun announcing the start of a race. Suddenly both of them were all over each other, letting their hands wander where they pleased.
Vegeta moved his hands to pull up the front of Bulma's red blouse.
Bulma moaned with pleasure. This was so much better than being with Yamcha! He never gave her this much pleasure, much less this much attention. She couldn't remember why she had come here in the first place, but now she was certainly glad that she had.
That's when she remembered. The space ship!
"Vegeta! Stop." Bulma said pushing him away and trying to clear her head. "This isn't why I came over here. I wanted to tell you that I built the space ship. It is finished. We can leave tomorrow."
Bulma beat a hasty retreat from the gravity room, not bothering to see Vegeta's reaction.
*** What's going on between Vegeta and Bulma? What awaits them on their space travels? Ok, I have decided to change the rating and you can expect a lemon or two in some later chapters. Let me know what you think! Please R&R.