They look at each other, their expressions asking the other should I take it?. They decided that they should.
"Hello?" they said in unison, the moment over. They turn away from each other, the smiles gone. "Yes." Pause as the person on the other end talks. "No. I will be there in a few minutes." They turn back to each other.
"Work?" she inquires softly. He nods as they both put their phones away. The air is now thick with awkwardness as the pair try to think about anything but what had almost happened. Bulma grimaces as she thinks about how she acted a minute ago. 'That is not me at all!'
"You too, huh?" She nods back. 'Damn! What the hell happened?' They both head for the door, both of them lost in thought and throughly embarrassed. Bulma heads for her little lavender Koenigsegg CCX when Vegeta turned and grabbed her hand.
"What are you doing?" he inquired, his voice slightly rough. "The car is this way." Bulma shook her head in confusion.
"Umm... I was thinking... with... what happened earlier..." Vegeta shook his head as he took her to his car and opened the passenger door. With a inclination of his head Bulma sat down in the passenger seat, her eyes wide with shock, but diverted to the floor.
"No," he said as he dropped into the driver seat, his eyes looking her over, even though he was also kind of embarrassed. "I will still drive you to work and pick you up later."
"Are you sure?" she inquires as she risks a glance at him. "I mean, i-"
"Bulma," the huskiness in his voice stopping her speech. "We can talk about that later, okay? We'll use this day as a thinking time." She nodded with a slight smile as he started.
Present...
"Oh," she whispers as her unborn children tumble in her stomach. "Calm down in there," she groans as she pats her stomach, the babies pushing against as if to touch her and comfort her. Oh, how life had once been stress free and wonderful. She had gone to work, her father worried for her as she never missed work. She had dismissed his worries telling him she had gotten up late. He had assumed it had been about the Yamcha issue. Yes, she had told her parents about the mishap and her savior. He had let her be after that, his worries forgotten as he got back to his task. Later that day she had inquired about her unused vacation. She just wanted a week to herself and he approved it. She would start it at the end of that work day.
Past...
Vegeta pulled up at Capsule Corp later that evening, his clock reading two minutes before six. He had managed to get out early, despite the fact that he was almost an hour late. Such was the perks of being one's own boss. His company, Getables, was known world wide as he get anything. He supplies people for temp jobs or permanent, weapons, etc. Bulma's company was unique as her company did what his did, but in capsules. He had told her about his job, but when he thought back to the reason that his father had retired he had to laugh. A bitter laugh. His father was such an asshole, but he loved his wife and family. Venus, his wife, was the love of his life and he would do anything for her. In fact after over thirty years of marriage they still acted like a bunch of horny teenagers. His own attempt at marriage had ended in failure. He was still angry and grieving after such a long time had passed. Bulma opened the door and sat down in the passenger seat.
She was still nervous about that morning so when she turned to him and said "hey," it cam out drawn out at the look on his face. "Are you okay? You look pissed." Vegeta shook his head.
"No, I'm just thinking." Bulma frowned.
"Unpleasant thoughts, I assume." She looked down at her hands. "Are you thinking about this morning? I am so as-"
"No." He looked over at her, his finger found her trembling lips. "Never about you. What happened this morning was awesome." Bulma blushes, her eyes still diverted from him. "At least I know I liked it."
"I..uh..liked it too." Her hands started fidgeting. "I've just never done that." Vegeta looked at her in confusion. She never did th- No! That would make her a virgin! No! She couldn't be!
"Kissed?" he inquired. Bulma shook her head, her blue eyes shooting to his.
"No! I have kissed before, just not like that..oh..um.. I have never just kissed someone like that!" Vegeta chuckled.
"Well, you sure surprised me. I didn't think you would do that either." Bulma looked down again. Did he think that was bad? Was he appalled at her behavior? She was a little shocked, but glad she had done it. Vegeta chuckled again causing her to look over at him.
"I was so busy trying to keep my hands off you that I did not think you would do it for me," he said with a blush. Damn! This was not like him! If he wanted anyone or anything he grabbed it with both hands and said fuck the consequences! He sure as hell did not pussyfoot around or stutter like an idiot! "Bulma," he said before grabbing her forearms and pulling her to him as his lips crashed down on her shocked ones. Soon she responded, their mouths moving and twisting as their bodies wished to be doing. Behind them the sun was going down, the air cooler, but the car hot like an oven as their bodies struggled to get closer in the confinements of the car. Soon they pulled apart, their breaths intermingling. Their eyes locked and unspoken questions flickered through both of them. Was this a good idea? Was this going to be worth sacrificing their friendship or could they be both friend and lover? "Onna? Are you okay?" She nodded, her body still shaking from passion unleashed.
"Yes." No. She was not sure what the answer was, but she was sure she wanted him and that should be all that mattered. She had never wanted a man more than she wanted Vegeta! He was her missing piece! The other half of her soul. She could never tell him that. He had just told her days ago about a failed relationship and she herself had just gotten off one. He would probably think that she was transferring feelings from Yamcha to him. "What are we doing?" she whispered, her fears in her voice. He looked at her, his dark eyes heating her skin. "Geta," she said using her pet name for him. "Is it going to be worth it?" Vegeta smirked at her, his lazy smile making her blush just seconds before he kissed her again. All the questions, pros and cons disappeared as her toes curled. When he pulled back she whispered, "Yes."
Okay, so time to stop. I love leaving you hanging! Do you want more? Let me know and I will get straight to 'it'. LOL Once again I would like to thank my reviewers and the people who have been favoring me and my stories! I appreciate you all! *Bows*
