Thank you for the great reviews! And thanx for being here with me. Before you read on I just wanted to clear one thing up. Bulma does know that Vegeta has and ex, its just that they had never met or talked about her. So I won't keep you anymore, and if you have any questions e-mail me or leave your question in your review!
P.S. my B-day was Yesterday!
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The First
Bulma raised both eyebrows, "Vegeta's ex wife?" she blinked.
"Yes my name is 18.......... hasn't he told you about me?" the blonde woman purred maliciously, and she and 17 exchanged a look.
Bulma frowned at the woman's tone. She sounded as if she were expecting Bulma to say that she didn't know Vegeta had an ex. Bulma smiled sweetly.
"He HAS told me about you, its a shame I can't see who I'm competing against."
"What? You're blind?" 18 let out an exaggerated gasp.
"That's enough!" Vegeta growled, he took hold of Bulma's hand and gave it a small squeeze. "I told you to stay away from me, I mean it," he said through grit teeth at the blonde woman.
Then Bulma smirked smugly, "It was nice meeting you, 18," she said sweetly. "Oh, and don't worry, I'll take good care of Vegeta for you." Vegeta smirked and they walked away from 17 and 18.
The blond growled softly and stomped her foot on the ground. "Come sister, I've had a certain score to settle with your former husband, and that woman may be of use to me. I'm guessing you're back for him?"
"How did you know brother?" She asked him smugly. "Do you have a plan in mind?"
"At the moment I don't but I am sure that both of us together will come up with something good!" the dark haired man looked into the identical ice blue eyes of his twin.
"Knowing you, it'll be something evil," she said taking his arm as they walked off.
Inside the car Bulma sighed, "Why is your ex-wife such a snobby little- ......" Bulma trailed off and laughed nervously. "Sorry, I got carried away."
"You're right you know, I don't know why I didn't see that before," he said in a soft tone.
"Describe her to me," Bulma said seriously.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, "Why?" Bulma shrugged, he scowled but nodded to himself. "Fine. She has shoulder length blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and a nice figure."
"She sounds pretty," Bulma said as he turned on the car and they left.
"She is, but not as much as this other woman I know," Vegeta said as he touched her chin. Bulma smiled and took his hand in hers.
"Where are we going now?"
"Would you care for a drink, at my place?" he asked her carefully.
"You'll make as a bartender?" Bulma asked in amusement.
"Yes."
"Ok then, just let me call Chichi to tell her," Vegeta nodded and Bulma took out her phone.
Vegeta guided Bulma into his home and turned on the lights as they walked down the hall. He took her to his living room and sat her down in one of the stools of the bar that he had in there. Bulma took off her coat and didn't know where to put it so she just laid it on the floor. "What would you like to drink?" He asked as he grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel's and poured himself a shot.
"What do you have? I'm not much of a alcohol drinker so I wouldn't know," Bulma said a bit sheepish.
Vegeta smirked, "I have Smirnoff, Mike's Lemonade, wine, Jack Daniel's, and other harder stuff," he told her simply.
"A Smirnoff?" she asked with a small shrug.
Vegeta nodded and took a bottle out of a mini-fridge that was in the floor, he popped the top and handed it to her. "Here you go."
Bulma tried a little and nodded her head, "It's pretty good." Vegeta walked around the counter and stood next to her. Bulma jumped a bit when something furry touched her arm.
"What was that?" She asked as she downed a bit more of the bottle.
Vegeta smirked knowingly. "What are you talking about? Don't tell me that you've had a few sips of the Smirnoff and you're already drunk," He asked with a chuckle.
Bulma frowned a little but then smiled, "I guess you're right, I'm just tired and sleepy."
"You are welcome to stay if you want," Vegeta whispered as he stood directly in front of her.
"You mean sleep here with you?" she asked dumbly.
"Yes, unless you want to sleep in a separate bedroom, lonely.........." he trailed off a bit.
"Would you have any clothes I can use?" Bulma asked nervously.
"Yeah, come here and I'll give them to you."
"Let me finish my drink first!" Bulma said. Vegeta gave snort and watched in amusement as she downed it all in three huge gulps. She moved off the stool and nearly lost her balance, but Vegeta was there to catch her and he brought her to his chest.
"Silly woman," he said against her cheek, Bulma closed her eyes and took in his scent. "Come, you need to get rest," he said as he pulled her along slowly. They entered his bedroom and Bulma started to feel woozy. He sat her down on his bed and then went to his drawer to get the clothes she would wear. He took out a large T-shirt and a pair of his smallest boxers. Bulma meanwhile, was taking off her long gloves and her shoes, and she was removing the clips from her hair.
She then stood and put on the boxers under the dress. "Vegeta, can you unzip my dress please?" she asked him softly. He took a deep breath and walked over to her, he unzipped her dress and let his eyes roam her slim flawless back. She pushed the dress down her body and then grabbed the shirt and put it over her head.
"Vegeta, you were gawking, weren't you?" she asked with a giggle.
He smirked and looked at her long shapely legs. "If you weren't just a wee bit drunk, then I'd be tempted to touch you........ and kiss you, but I can be a patient man," Vegeta whispered against her neck.
Bulma smiled to herself and nodded, "That's good, now where can I lie down?" He took her hand and pulled back the covers of his bed, he then guided her down and tucked her in. "Will you sleep here with me?"
"If you want me to I will," he whispered as he kissed her forehead. Bulma nodded. "I'm going to change and I'll be back." He went into his closet and to put away his suit and threw the shirt into a hamper. He left his boxers on and then padded slowly to the bed where he crawled in besides Bulma. "Woman are you awake?"
"Hmm? Just barely," she muttered as she rolled over and snuggled into his chest.
"Sleep tight Bulma," he whispered against her forehead as he wrapped his arms around her. And even in her drowsy state, Bulma heard his last remark and fell asleep smiling.
Bulma awoke slowly, she stretched like a cat and smiled a little as she felt hair tickle her face. She reached up and her hands threaded through silky spikes shaped like a flame, she then lowered her hand and touched the face that was tucked at the crook of her neck.
Vegeta was breathing slow and deep against her neck and a strong arm was draped over her waist possessively. Then she felt something soft and fury wrapped around her thigh, she slowly reached down and her fingers trailed deftly trough the mysterious fury thing.
Her hand kept trailing up the fur until she reached Vegeta's backside. She blinked in shock and squeezed it. Vegeta rumbled a huge purr against her skin and Bulma's mouth opened in complete shock. Then his breathing quickened and Bulma let go of 'his tail!' her mind screamed.
'OH am I gonna have a few questions for him today!' Bulma told herself as she caressed his face and squeezed his nose. He gave a small snort and pulled his head back taking a huge yawn. Bulma went absolutely still and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep again.
Vegeta's eyes opened and he looked at himself and saw how clingy he was holding the woman in his arms. Then he looked down at his tail and frowned. He felt Bulma start to move and removed the appendage from her thigh, even though he liked the feel of her skin against the fur.
Bulma stretched and a big smile tugged at her face. She felt warm and fuzzy as Vegeta held her and had to stop a snicker as she felt him snort and remove his tail. "You awake Veggie?"
Vegeta scowled at the pet name but then nuzzled her neck. "What time is your appointment?"
Bulma thought a moment and then frowned a bit, "I think its at 2 in the afternoon, what time is it?"
Vegeta looked at his clock and his eyes widened, "Its 11am already, it appears we have over slept."
Bulma smiled and wrapped her arms around him, she then reached and arm around him and ran it up and down his back invitingly. "Vegeta, I have a question for you."
"What is it woman?" he asked as he nuzzled her neck.
Her caressing hand then went down to the appendage that was at the end of his spine, she pinched the base of his tail gently and he let out a growl and stiffened. "What are you doing?" He asked, his breathing a little irregular.
"Oh, nothing," she said as she did it again.
"Don't do that," he breathed against her neck hoarsely.
"Why not?" Bulma asked innocently.
Vegeta pulled her to him, and Bulma felt a throbbing erection press against her thigh. "Oh," she said simply, her fingers running through the surprisingly soft fur. "You still haven't answered what it is," she whispered against his shoulder.
Vegeta's breathing was starting to quicken and he was squeezing her body to his tightly. "Its my tail," he rasped.
"I know that," she replied shortly, "But how did you get it? Why do you have it? And most important, why do you react this way when I touch it?"
His fingers were digging into the skin of her forearms tightly as his hips ground against hers. "If you keep touching it that way I wont be able to answer a single question," he growled thinly.
Bulma smiled to herself and let go. She then found herself pinned to the bed with Vegeta over her, his lips kissing her neck frantically. "Vegeta, not now! We have to get to the appointment I have, and we still have to go to my house so that I can change," Bulma arched her back as he suckled the sensitive skin of her neck.
"Screw the doctor," he growled as his kisses went to her collar-bone.
"Come on Vegeta, take a cold shower or something, that way we can go! I promise we can start where we left off tonight," Bulma said as he stopped moving over her.
"I guess your right. Foolish woman! Next time you get me all hot and bothered I don't care what you have to do, I'll show you who Vegeta Ouji really is," he said as he got off her and hauled her up.
Bulma blushed a bit, "I'm sorry, I was just curious as to what your tail did."
"Well, now you know," he said as he nuzzled her face. "You can go in those clothes, I hardly think that you want to put on your gown again, ne?"
"Do you have some slippers or something I can use to go?"
"Yeah , I'll dress and then I'll bring them to you, alright?" Bulma nodded and stretched slowly. She heard Vegeta turn on his shower and a few minutes later shut off. He dressed then he took some slippers over to her. "Let's go woman."
"Ok man," she said, imitating his voice. Vegeta gave a snort and helped her gather her things, then he took her arm to guide her. They walked to his car and then drove off to her home.
Bulma and Vegeta both crept through the apartment quietly and walked towards her room. "Kakarot's car is still outside," Vegeta snickered.
Bulma smiled and walked around the room as if she could see what she was doing. "I'll be out in a few minutes ok? Feel free to grab some food in the kitchen if you're hungry," she called as she went into the bathroom and shut the door.
He shrugged to himself and then walked over to the kitchen to find something to eat. While he was making Bulma and himself a huge breakfast, Kakarot walked out. As soon as he saw Vegeta, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Did you have a good night Kakarot?" Vegeta asked with a smirk.
"What are you doing here Vegeta?" the taller man squeaked.
Vegeta chuckled as he took a drink of coffee, "Why so nervous? It was about time you got laid, I was starting to think you were a tad weird," Vegeta said smugly.
"Where's Bulma?" Kakarot asked as he looked around.
"She's taking a shower," Vegeta answered simply.
"Did you guys--....... you know?" He asked a bit embarrassed.
"Yeah we slept together, but not in that sense, she just had a drink and fell asleep in bed with me," Vegeta said in a monotone voice.
Kakarot smirked, "So I was the only one that got laid?"
Vegeta scowled darkly, "Shut your mouth fool. Tonight she said we would have our very own night," Vegeta said smugly.
Kakarot grinned and walked over to sniff his food. Vegeta noticed this and socked him in the arm. Kakarot yelped and jumped back. "Its not my fault the food smells good., besides I'm hungry!" the tall man whined.
Bulma walked out of the bedroom and slowly walked over to them in the kitchen. "Goku? Are you here?" She asked as she felt for a stool and grabbed one, getting onto it.
"Yeah B, its me. How did you sleep?" Bulma heard him snicker.
"Not as good as you I bet," it was her and Vegeta's turn to snicker. "By the way, what smells so good?"
"Vegeta cooked food for you guys," Kakarot blurted out. Vegeta glared at him and he started to walk out of the kitchen. "See you guys later, I'm going to see if Chi is awake," he then walked off and left them alone.
"So you cooked for me?" Bulma asked with a grin.
"No. All this food is for me, come make your own," he chuckled when her eyes narrowed. "Of course foolish woman, here you go," he said as he handed her a fork and set down a plate of eggs, hash browns, and sausage.
Bulma sniffed the food and felt around for it, she then promptly began to eat and was shocked. He probably knew how to cook better than her. 'Of course he does, I have to rely on Chi to help me,' she snorted to herself.
"Here's a cup of coffee to your left also," he said as he sat next to her and promptly downed all his food. Bulma finished with her coffee and then stepped off the stool.
"Thank you Veggie! The food tasted great," Bulma said as she felt his arm and then leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. Vegeta scowled to himself and nodded.
"I assume you will cook for me after the surgery?" he asked her softly. Bulma smiled and nodded.
"We should get going unless you want me to be late," she whispered back. He noticed finally what she was wearing. It was a knee-length denim skirt, a tight dress shirt, and a pair of black boots. She had gelled up her hair and it was wavy and puffy. She looked radiant and beautiful.
"Fine let's go," he said taking her hand and pulling her out the door.
"Bulma?" She heard Yamcha call as she and the very impatient Vegeta sat in the waiting room of the private clinic.
"Hey Yamcha!" She said cheerfully as he took her hands and pulled her into a hug.
Vegeta watched the other man with disdain, feeling the pit of his stomach boil in jealousy. The other man turned to him and regarded him in confusion. Then he wrapped an arm around Bulma and began to guide her into his office.
Vegeta suddenly stood and took Bulma's hand, growling as he was dismissed by the other man so boldly. "Yamcha, Vegeta is going in with me," Bulma said as she gently disengaged herself from him and waited for Vegeta to guide her in.
Yamcha's mouth nearly dropped open when he saw her hold hands with the other man. He nodded mutely and walked into his office.
He told them to sit on the chairs that were there and then he walked over to his side of the desk. "So did you think about the surgery during this past month?" Yamcha asked Bulma softly.
"With a little convincing, I came to the conclusion that I will try just this once for the surgery," Bulma said with a shy smile. Vegeta watched in amusement, as a play of emotions crossed the other man's face. He wasn't stupid, he knew what all those looks meant, but he wasn't willing to give him a chance with Bulma.
"When is the soonest date you can set up for her to get the operation done?" Vegeta snapped impatiently after they had talked for a few minutes.
Yamcha looked at him briefly then he went through Bulma's file. He read a few things and sighed. "I need a few weeks to get everything ready, would you be willing to wait a little?" Yamcha asked.
Bulma took a breath, "I've waited all these years, of course I can wait a few more weeks," she answered with a reassuring smile.
"Ok then sweety, I'll get everything ready and then I will contact you to let you know, ok?" Bulma nodded. "Ok then, let's give you your regular check up," Yamcha said as he stood and helped her over to the examining side of the office.
When he was done, Vegeta walked Bulma outside to the waiting room. "Woman, give me a second, I have a few questions I want your doctor to answer," Vegeta said as he sat her down.
"Ok Vegeta, just don't take long," Bulma said as she sat on a sofa.
Vegeta walked back into the office and to the man who was writing in Bulma's file. Vegeta cleared his throat and waited with a scowl on his face until the other man noticed his presence.
"May I help you with something?" Yamcha tried to sound civil.
Vegeta smirked, "Maybe you can, I want to know what will be done to her and what the possible consequences can be," he said in a serious voice.
"I don't think you should worry about that, I'm her doctor, leave that to me," Yamcha nearly spat.
"Is it burning you inside to see her with me?" Vegeta asked. Yamcha glared at him and stood to his full size, being a couple of feet taller than Vegeta.
"That should be non of your concern. Besides she is my sister, I wouldn't feel for her that way," Yamcha said sharply.
"Sister, but only by name, and I am no fool. I can see it in the way you look at her, she hasn't noticed those looks because she cannot see you, but I can. You'll have to watch yourself after she sees again," Vegeta said with a superior smirk.
"Maybe when she sees again she'll be able to tell what guy is the best for her, no?" Yamcha asked with a smirk. Vegeta returned it.
"While I'm around, stay the hell away from her in the man woman sense, because if you don't then you'll be having problems with me," Vegeta growled softly.
"Really? Just a few words of advice. She better not end up getting hurt or you will be the one to suffer the consequences. Take care of her," Yamcha said in menace.
With a superior smirk Vegeta turned and dismissed him, "I'll leave you to wallow in your self pity, ask yourself what you did wrong with her. You should have told her what you felt when you had the chance, but its too late now, she's my woman," Vegeta said as he left the office.
Yamcha slammed a hand down onto his desk and growled. 'I'm not giving her up so easily, I just hope I'm not too late at winning her heart,' he thought sadly.
Bulma sat listening quietly as Vegeta talked about things of his life. She had been shocked to find out a few little secrets of his tail and why he had it, but never the less she liked the fact that he had one. The last few words he had uttered, completely threw her off guard, "Aside from being from another planet, I am a Prince," Vegeta told her arrogantly.
"So you're an alien Prince?" Bulma snickered, she didn't exactly believe what he had just said.
"You don't believe me?" it was more a statement than a question.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean any disrespect but its a little hard to believe that you are from outer space," Bulma said with a small laugh.
He then stood from the couch and took her hands pulling her up gently, "I'll prove it to you," Bulma nodded and waited patiently. She then felt a gush of air rush around her and gasped when Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist.
She then wrapped her arms around his neck urgently and felt herself turn upside down. "What are you doing?" She nearly screeched.
"Reach up," he whispered. Bulma did and was encountered by the floor. She gasped and smiled in shock. Then they moved again until their feet touched the ceiling and Bulma felt the blood rush to her head because they were upside down.
"Ok! I believe you, just don't drop me!" Bulma said as she wrapped herself tightly around him.
"How about I prove this to you another way? Besides we can start where we left off in the morning," he said huskily against her ear.
"Alright, prove to me what type of alien Prince you are," Bulma whispered as they floated to his bedroom.
"Do not worry, I will. Besides you haven't told me much about you," he said as he laid her down onto his soft bed. His hands then began to work quickly diligently on her clothes while Bulma hesitated. He looked down at her and nearly groaned. She had the most beautiful body. "Do you want to do this?" he stopped touching her to ask.
Bulma took a deep steadying breath, and nodded. Vegeta sniffed her scent and frowned. "What's wrong?" Bulma asked after a moment that he kept still.
"You are untouched?"
Bulma blushed a deep red, "the closest I came to losing it was when I was making out with Goku. But we were both young and he got scared," Bulma laughed. "But-........ I want to do this with you," she said pulling his muscled body over hers and kissing his lips.
"I won't lie to you, there will be pain," Bulma nodded and to speed things up she caressed his tail. Vegeta couldn't contain the groan that escaped his lips and he finished undressing her……………
He had trailed his sharp teeth over her shoulder and then sunk them into the tender skin as they had finished.
Bulma cried out and tightened her hold of his body, sinking her sharp nails into his back as the pain turned into pleasure. Vegeta growled like a deadly feline and lapped up the shallow wound he had just made, her blood tasted thin and sweet. Bulma whimpered in protest as he removed his mouth from her and Vegeta chuckled against her.
"W-what did you do........." Bulma asked in a breathless whisper, she could feel something different in her mind, as if she wasn't alone.
:: You're not alone, you are mine::
"Did you speak those words out?" Bulma asked in shock.
Vegeta purred as he licked the sweat of her jaw, his tail wrapping around her left thigh. "In time you will understand what I have just done. Bulma Briefs, owner of Capsule Corp, whose birthday is in a month exactly," he whispered softly.
Bulma's mouth dropped open, "How did you know that? I am sure as hell that I didn't tell you anything!"
Vegeta snickered, "We have the beginning of a bond, in time you will be able to control it the way I do, I can have access to some of your thoughts and I will be able to send you images of what I see in time," he said softly.
"Have you done this with anyone else?" Bulma asked as she ran a hand through his hair.
Vegeta snorted, he knew what she was implying by that. :: Of course not foolish woman, you are the first, and you will be the only one::
Bulma yawned and smiled, "That's good, let me sleep now my prince."
Vegeta smirked and rolled to his side, pulling out of her and wrapping them in his sheets. He kissed her forehead and wrapped an arm protectively around her.
'Now nothing and no one will be able to take her from me. And with the little gift I just gave her, she will be mine in every sense,' Vegeta thought as he trailed patterns with a strong finger over her stomach. And no mate of his would remain blind, if it was the last thing he did.
More facts will be clearer in the following chapter, I didn't want to make this chapter THAT long so you'll have to wait for the next chapters. I hope you liked this ch and I'll see you next time!
Byebye
!Joey!
P.S. my B-day was Yesterday!
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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters, DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama, FUNimation, Toei and the others I don't even know of.
The First
Bulma raised both eyebrows, "Vegeta's ex wife?" she blinked.
"Yes my name is 18.......... hasn't he told you about me?" the blonde woman purred maliciously, and she and 17 exchanged a look.
Bulma frowned at the woman's tone. She sounded as if she were expecting Bulma to say that she didn't know Vegeta had an ex. Bulma smiled sweetly.
"He HAS told me about you, its a shame I can't see who I'm competing against."
"What? You're blind?" 18 let out an exaggerated gasp.
"That's enough!" Vegeta growled, he took hold of Bulma's hand and gave it a small squeeze. "I told you to stay away from me, I mean it," he said through grit teeth at the blonde woman.
Then Bulma smirked smugly, "It was nice meeting you, 18," she said sweetly. "Oh, and don't worry, I'll take good care of Vegeta for you." Vegeta smirked and they walked away from 17 and 18.
The blond growled softly and stomped her foot on the ground. "Come sister, I've had a certain score to settle with your former husband, and that woman may be of use to me. I'm guessing you're back for him?"
"How did you know brother?" She asked him smugly. "Do you have a plan in mind?"
"At the moment I don't but I am sure that both of us together will come up with something good!" the dark haired man looked into the identical ice blue eyes of his twin.
"Knowing you, it'll be something evil," she said taking his arm as they walked off.
Inside the car Bulma sighed, "Why is your ex-wife such a snobby little- ......" Bulma trailed off and laughed nervously. "Sorry, I got carried away."
"You're right you know, I don't know why I didn't see that before," he said in a soft tone.
"Describe her to me," Bulma said seriously.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, "Why?" Bulma shrugged, he scowled but nodded to himself. "Fine. She has shoulder length blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and a nice figure."
"She sounds pretty," Bulma said as he turned on the car and they left.
"She is, but not as much as this other woman I know," Vegeta said as he touched her chin. Bulma smiled and took his hand in hers.
"Where are we going now?"
"Would you care for a drink, at my place?" he asked her carefully.
"You'll make as a bartender?" Bulma asked in amusement.
"Yes."
"Ok then, just let me call Chichi to tell her," Vegeta nodded and Bulma took out her phone.
Vegeta guided Bulma into his home and turned on the lights as they walked down the hall. He took her to his living room and sat her down in one of the stools of the bar that he had in there. Bulma took off her coat and didn't know where to put it so she just laid it on the floor. "What would you like to drink?" He asked as he grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel's and poured himself a shot.
"What do you have? I'm not much of a alcohol drinker so I wouldn't know," Bulma said a bit sheepish.
Vegeta smirked, "I have Smirnoff, Mike's Lemonade, wine, Jack Daniel's, and other harder stuff," he told her simply.
"A Smirnoff?" she asked with a small shrug.
Vegeta nodded and took a bottle out of a mini-fridge that was in the floor, he popped the top and handed it to her. "Here you go."
Bulma tried a little and nodded her head, "It's pretty good." Vegeta walked around the counter and stood next to her. Bulma jumped a bit when something furry touched her arm.
"What was that?" She asked as she downed a bit more of the bottle.
Vegeta smirked knowingly. "What are you talking about? Don't tell me that you've had a few sips of the Smirnoff and you're already drunk," He asked with a chuckle.
Bulma frowned a little but then smiled, "I guess you're right, I'm just tired and sleepy."
"You are welcome to stay if you want," Vegeta whispered as he stood directly in front of her.
"You mean sleep here with you?" she asked dumbly.
"Yes, unless you want to sleep in a separate bedroom, lonely.........." he trailed off a bit.
"Would you have any clothes I can use?" Bulma asked nervously.
"Yeah, come here and I'll give them to you."
"Let me finish my drink first!" Bulma said. Vegeta gave snort and watched in amusement as she downed it all in three huge gulps. She moved off the stool and nearly lost her balance, but Vegeta was there to catch her and he brought her to his chest.
"Silly woman," he said against her cheek, Bulma closed her eyes and took in his scent. "Come, you need to get rest," he said as he pulled her along slowly. They entered his bedroom and Bulma started to feel woozy. He sat her down on his bed and then went to his drawer to get the clothes she would wear. He took out a large T-shirt and a pair of his smallest boxers. Bulma meanwhile, was taking off her long gloves and her shoes, and she was removing the clips from her hair.
She then stood and put on the boxers under the dress. "Vegeta, can you unzip my dress please?" she asked him softly. He took a deep breath and walked over to her, he unzipped her dress and let his eyes roam her slim flawless back. She pushed the dress down her body and then grabbed the shirt and put it over her head.
"Vegeta, you were gawking, weren't you?" she asked with a giggle.
He smirked and looked at her long shapely legs. "If you weren't just a wee bit drunk, then I'd be tempted to touch you........ and kiss you, but I can be a patient man," Vegeta whispered against her neck.
Bulma smiled to herself and nodded, "That's good, now where can I lie down?" He took her hand and pulled back the covers of his bed, he then guided her down and tucked her in. "Will you sleep here with me?"
"If you want me to I will," he whispered as he kissed her forehead. Bulma nodded. "I'm going to change and I'll be back." He went into his closet and to put away his suit and threw the shirt into a hamper. He left his boxers on and then padded slowly to the bed where he crawled in besides Bulma. "Woman are you awake?"
"Hmm? Just barely," she muttered as she rolled over and snuggled into his chest.
"Sleep tight Bulma," he whispered against her forehead as he wrapped his arms around her. And even in her drowsy state, Bulma heard his last remark and fell asleep smiling.
Bulma awoke slowly, she stretched like a cat and smiled a little as she felt hair tickle her face. She reached up and her hands threaded through silky spikes shaped like a flame, she then lowered her hand and touched the face that was tucked at the crook of her neck.
Vegeta was breathing slow and deep against her neck and a strong arm was draped over her waist possessively. Then she felt something soft and fury wrapped around her thigh, she slowly reached down and her fingers trailed deftly trough the mysterious fury thing.
Her hand kept trailing up the fur until she reached Vegeta's backside. She blinked in shock and squeezed it. Vegeta rumbled a huge purr against her skin and Bulma's mouth opened in complete shock. Then his breathing quickened and Bulma let go of 'his tail!' her mind screamed.
'OH am I gonna have a few questions for him today!' Bulma told herself as she caressed his face and squeezed his nose. He gave a small snort and pulled his head back taking a huge yawn. Bulma went absolutely still and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep again.
Vegeta's eyes opened and he looked at himself and saw how clingy he was holding the woman in his arms. Then he looked down at his tail and frowned. He felt Bulma start to move and removed the appendage from her thigh, even though he liked the feel of her skin against the fur.
Bulma stretched and a big smile tugged at her face. She felt warm and fuzzy as Vegeta held her and had to stop a snicker as she felt him snort and remove his tail. "You awake Veggie?"
Vegeta scowled at the pet name but then nuzzled her neck. "What time is your appointment?"
Bulma thought a moment and then frowned a bit, "I think its at 2 in the afternoon, what time is it?"
Vegeta looked at his clock and his eyes widened, "Its 11am already, it appears we have over slept."
Bulma smiled and wrapped her arms around him, she then reached and arm around him and ran it up and down his back invitingly. "Vegeta, I have a question for you."
"What is it woman?" he asked as he nuzzled her neck.
Her caressing hand then went down to the appendage that was at the end of his spine, she pinched the base of his tail gently and he let out a growl and stiffened. "What are you doing?" He asked, his breathing a little irregular.
"Oh, nothing," she said as she did it again.
"Don't do that," he breathed against her neck hoarsely.
"Why not?" Bulma asked innocently.
Vegeta pulled her to him, and Bulma felt a throbbing erection press against her thigh. "Oh," she said simply, her fingers running through the surprisingly soft fur. "You still haven't answered what it is," she whispered against his shoulder.
Vegeta's breathing was starting to quicken and he was squeezing her body to his tightly. "Its my tail," he rasped.
"I know that," she replied shortly, "But how did you get it? Why do you have it? And most important, why do you react this way when I touch it?"
His fingers were digging into the skin of her forearms tightly as his hips ground against hers. "If you keep touching it that way I wont be able to answer a single question," he growled thinly.
Bulma smiled to herself and let go. She then found herself pinned to the bed with Vegeta over her, his lips kissing her neck frantically. "Vegeta, not now! We have to get to the appointment I have, and we still have to go to my house so that I can change," Bulma arched her back as he suckled the sensitive skin of her neck.
"Screw the doctor," he growled as his kisses went to her collar-bone.
"Come on Vegeta, take a cold shower or something, that way we can go! I promise we can start where we left off tonight," Bulma said as he stopped moving over her.
"I guess your right. Foolish woman! Next time you get me all hot and bothered I don't care what you have to do, I'll show you who Vegeta Ouji really is," he said as he got off her and hauled her up.
Bulma blushed a bit, "I'm sorry, I was just curious as to what your tail did."
"Well, now you know," he said as he nuzzled her face. "You can go in those clothes, I hardly think that you want to put on your gown again, ne?"
"Do you have some slippers or something I can use to go?"
"Yeah , I'll dress and then I'll bring them to you, alright?" Bulma nodded and stretched slowly. She heard Vegeta turn on his shower and a few minutes later shut off. He dressed then he took some slippers over to her. "Let's go woman."
"Ok man," she said, imitating his voice. Vegeta gave a snort and helped her gather her things, then he took her arm to guide her. They walked to his car and then drove off to her home.
Bulma and Vegeta both crept through the apartment quietly and walked towards her room. "Kakarot's car is still outside," Vegeta snickered.
Bulma smiled and walked around the room as if she could see what she was doing. "I'll be out in a few minutes ok? Feel free to grab some food in the kitchen if you're hungry," she called as she went into the bathroom and shut the door.
He shrugged to himself and then walked over to the kitchen to find something to eat. While he was making Bulma and himself a huge breakfast, Kakarot walked out. As soon as he saw Vegeta, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Did you have a good night Kakarot?" Vegeta asked with a smirk.
"What are you doing here Vegeta?" the taller man squeaked.
Vegeta chuckled as he took a drink of coffee, "Why so nervous? It was about time you got laid, I was starting to think you were a tad weird," Vegeta said smugly.
"Where's Bulma?" Kakarot asked as he looked around.
"She's taking a shower," Vegeta answered simply.
"Did you guys--....... you know?" He asked a bit embarrassed.
"Yeah we slept together, but not in that sense, she just had a drink and fell asleep in bed with me," Vegeta said in a monotone voice.
Kakarot smirked, "So I was the only one that got laid?"
Vegeta scowled darkly, "Shut your mouth fool. Tonight she said we would have our very own night," Vegeta said smugly.
Kakarot grinned and walked over to sniff his food. Vegeta noticed this and socked him in the arm. Kakarot yelped and jumped back. "Its not my fault the food smells good., besides I'm hungry!" the tall man whined.
Bulma walked out of the bedroom and slowly walked over to them in the kitchen. "Goku? Are you here?" She asked as she felt for a stool and grabbed one, getting onto it.
"Yeah B, its me. How did you sleep?" Bulma heard him snicker.
"Not as good as you I bet," it was her and Vegeta's turn to snicker. "By the way, what smells so good?"
"Vegeta cooked food for you guys," Kakarot blurted out. Vegeta glared at him and he started to walk out of the kitchen. "See you guys later, I'm going to see if Chi is awake," he then walked off and left them alone.
"So you cooked for me?" Bulma asked with a grin.
"No. All this food is for me, come make your own," he chuckled when her eyes narrowed. "Of course foolish woman, here you go," he said as he handed her a fork and set down a plate of eggs, hash browns, and sausage.
Bulma sniffed the food and felt around for it, she then promptly began to eat and was shocked. He probably knew how to cook better than her. 'Of course he does, I have to rely on Chi to help me,' she snorted to herself.
"Here's a cup of coffee to your left also," he said as he sat next to her and promptly downed all his food. Bulma finished with her coffee and then stepped off the stool.
"Thank you Veggie! The food tasted great," Bulma said as she felt his arm and then leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. Vegeta scowled to himself and nodded.
"I assume you will cook for me after the surgery?" he asked her softly. Bulma smiled and nodded.
"We should get going unless you want me to be late," she whispered back. He noticed finally what she was wearing. It was a knee-length denim skirt, a tight dress shirt, and a pair of black boots. She had gelled up her hair and it was wavy and puffy. She looked radiant and beautiful.
"Fine let's go," he said taking her hand and pulling her out the door.
"Bulma?" She heard Yamcha call as she and the very impatient Vegeta sat in the waiting room of the private clinic.
"Hey Yamcha!" She said cheerfully as he took her hands and pulled her into a hug.
Vegeta watched the other man with disdain, feeling the pit of his stomach boil in jealousy. The other man turned to him and regarded him in confusion. Then he wrapped an arm around Bulma and began to guide her into his office.
Vegeta suddenly stood and took Bulma's hand, growling as he was dismissed by the other man so boldly. "Yamcha, Vegeta is going in with me," Bulma said as she gently disengaged herself from him and waited for Vegeta to guide her in.
Yamcha's mouth nearly dropped open when he saw her hold hands with the other man. He nodded mutely and walked into his office.
He told them to sit on the chairs that were there and then he walked over to his side of the desk. "So did you think about the surgery during this past month?" Yamcha asked Bulma softly.
"With a little convincing, I came to the conclusion that I will try just this once for the surgery," Bulma said with a shy smile. Vegeta watched in amusement, as a play of emotions crossed the other man's face. He wasn't stupid, he knew what all those looks meant, but he wasn't willing to give him a chance with Bulma.
"When is the soonest date you can set up for her to get the operation done?" Vegeta snapped impatiently after they had talked for a few minutes.
Yamcha looked at him briefly then he went through Bulma's file. He read a few things and sighed. "I need a few weeks to get everything ready, would you be willing to wait a little?" Yamcha asked.
Bulma took a breath, "I've waited all these years, of course I can wait a few more weeks," she answered with a reassuring smile.
"Ok then sweety, I'll get everything ready and then I will contact you to let you know, ok?" Bulma nodded. "Ok then, let's give you your regular check up," Yamcha said as he stood and helped her over to the examining side of the office.
When he was done, Vegeta walked Bulma outside to the waiting room. "Woman, give me a second, I have a few questions I want your doctor to answer," Vegeta said as he sat her down.
"Ok Vegeta, just don't take long," Bulma said as she sat on a sofa.
Vegeta walked back into the office and to the man who was writing in Bulma's file. Vegeta cleared his throat and waited with a scowl on his face until the other man noticed his presence.
"May I help you with something?" Yamcha tried to sound civil.
Vegeta smirked, "Maybe you can, I want to know what will be done to her and what the possible consequences can be," he said in a serious voice.
"I don't think you should worry about that, I'm her doctor, leave that to me," Yamcha nearly spat.
"Is it burning you inside to see her with me?" Vegeta asked. Yamcha glared at him and stood to his full size, being a couple of feet taller than Vegeta.
"That should be non of your concern. Besides she is my sister, I wouldn't feel for her that way," Yamcha said sharply.
"Sister, but only by name, and I am no fool. I can see it in the way you look at her, she hasn't noticed those looks because she cannot see you, but I can. You'll have to watch yourself after she sees again," Vegeta said with a superior smirk.
"Maybe when she sees again she'll be able to tell what guy is the best for her, no?" Yamcha asked with a smirk. Vegeta returned it.
"While I'm around, stay the hell away from her in the man woman sense, because if you don't then you'll be having problems with me," Vegeta growled softly.
"Really? Just a few words of advice. She better not end up getting hurt or you will be the one to suffer the consequences. Take care of her," Yamcha said in menace.
With a superior smirk Vegeta turned and dismissed him, "I'll leave you to wallow in your self pity, ask yourself what you did wrong with her. You should have told her what you felt when you had the chance, but its too late now, she's my woman," Vegeta said as he left the office.
Yamcha slammed a hand down onto his desk and growled. 'I'm not giving her up so easily, I just hope I'm not too late at winning her heart,' he thought sadly.
Bulma sat listening quietly as Vegeta talked about things of his life. She had been shocked to find out a few little secrets of his tail and why he had it, but never the less she liked the fact that he had one. The last few words he had uttered, completely threw her off guard, "Aside from being from another planet, I am a Prince," Vegeta told her arrogantly.
"So you're an alien Prince?" Bulma snickered, she didn't exactly believe what he had just said.
"You don't believe me?" it was more a statement than a question.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean any disrespect but its a little hard to believe that you are from outer space," Bulma said with a small laugh.
He then stood from the couch and took her hands pulling her up gently, "I'll prove it to you," Bulma nodded and waited patiently. She then felt a gush of air rush around her and gasped when Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist.
She then wrapped her arms around his neck urgently and felt herself turn upside down. "What are you doing?" She nearly screeched.
"Reach up," he whispered. Bulma did and was encountered by the floor. She gasped and smiled in shock. Then they moved again until their feet touched the ceiling and Bulma felt the blood rush to her head because they were upside down.
"Ok! I believe you, just don't drop me!" Bulma said as she wrapped herself tightly around him.
"How about I prove this to you another way? Besides we can start where we left off in the morning," he said huskily against her ear.
"Alright, prove to me what type of alien Prince you are," Bulma whispered as they floated to his bedroom.
"Do not worry, I will. Besides you haven't told me much about you," he said as he laid her down onto his soft bed. His hands then began to work quickly diligently on her clothes while Bulma hesitated. He looked down at her and nearly groaned. She had the most beautiful body. "Do you want to do this?" he stopped touching her to ask.
Bulma took a deep steadying breath, and nodded. Vegeta sniffed her scent and frowned. "What's wrong?" Bulma asked after a moment that he kept still.
"You are untouched?"
Bulma blushed a deep red, "the closest I came to losing it was when I was making out with Goku. But we were both young and he got scared," Bulma laughed. "But-........ I want to do this with you," she said pulling his muscled body over hers and kissing his lips.
"I won't lie to you, there will be pain," Bulma nodded and to speed things up she caressed his tail. Vegeta couldn't contain the groan that escaped his lips and he finished undressing her……………
He had trailed his sharp teeth over her shoulder and then sunk them into the tender skin as they had finished.
Bulma cried out and tightened her hold of his body, sinking her sharp nails into his back as the pain turned into pleasure. Vegeta growled like a deadly feline and lapped up the shallow wound he had just made, her blood tasted thin and sweet. Bulma whimpered in protest as he removed his mouth from her and Vegeta chuckled against her.
"W-what did you do........." Bulma asked in a breathless whisper, she could feel something different in her mind, as if she wasn't alone.
:: You're not alone, you are mine::
"Did you speak those words out?" Bulma asked in shock.
Vegeta purred as he licked the sweat of her jaw, his tail wrapping around her left thigh. "In time you will understand what I have just done. Bulma Briefs, owner of Capsule Corp, whose birthday is in a month exactly," he whispered softly.
Bulma's mouth dropped open, "How did you know that? I am sure as hell that I didn't tell you anything!"
Vegeta snickered, "We have the beginning of a bond, in time you will be able to control it the way I do, I can have access to some of your thoughts and I will be able to send you images of what I see in time," he said softly.
"Have you done this with anyone else?" Bulma asked as she ran a hand through his hair.
Vegeta snorted, he knew what she was implying by that. :: Of course not foolish woman, you are the first, and you will be the only one::
Bulma yawned and smiled, "That's good, let me sleep now my prince."
Vegeta smirked and rolled to his side, pulling out of her and wrapping them in his sheets. He kissed her forehead and wrapped an arm protectively around her.
'Now nothing and no one will be able to take her from me. And with the little gift I just gave her, she will be mine in every sense,' Vegeta thought as he trailed patterns with a strong finger over her stomach. And no mate of his would remain blind, if it was the last thing he did.
More facts will be clearer in the following chapter, I didn't want to make this chapter THAT long so you'll have to wait for the next chapters. I hope you liked this ch and I'll see you next time!
Byebye
!Joey!