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Chapter 8: Let's Play
Vegeta drummed his fingers against the table as he thought about that foolish woman and the week he just had. The first two days that stupid Earthling had dared to ignore him. He smirked when he thought about how he ended that.
Flashback
It was the middle of the night and Vegeta had just finished training. It was dark in the kitchen as he drank his ice water slowly. He heard the faint creak of the stairs and pretty soon Bulma walked in. His eyes raked over her form hungrily. She had on a pair of black string bikini panties and a white spaghetti strap shirt. She got a glass of water and leaned against the counter drinking it. Vegeta's eyes narrowed as he remembered her ignoring him.
'I hate being ignored' And with that thought he trapped her against the counter.
Bulma gasped. "V-Vegeta?"
"Woman." Was her answer.
"W-What are you doing?"
"I believe, woman, the question is: what are you doing?" He moved closer until he could feel her breath.
"What do you mean?"
Vegeta smirked as her voice came out quiet. He took the glass from her hand and placed it on the counter; he planned to have fun with her and the glass would just be in the way. He bent down to nuzzle the side of her nick; his arms still resting on the counter on either side of her, effectively blocking any escape she might try. When he heard her gasp, he quickly covered her mouth with his own. Bulma's hands came up to push him away, but he grabbed them. He could feel her anger roll off her in waves and smirked to himself.
He broke away and gazed down at her flushed face. "Woman…do not try and ignore me…or I'll give you more…attention…then you can handle."
That's when she had kicked him and in his shock he had let go.
"Tch…I can take whatever you dish out!" Bulma stomped off as he growled after her.
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Well she had stopped ignoring him, but now that weak human make would come over for most of the day. He followed the woman around like a lost puppy. At the current moment they were on a "date", whatever the hell that was. Of course he had done a lot more than keep tabs on Bulma. He sparred Kakkerot almost everyday and he had reopened the hidden lab and was able to contact his father, who would be here within the next day or so. He downed his glass of cold water. 'Soon Frieza…you will cower before me.'
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Bulma walked into the kitchen, letting her hair down. She rolled her eyes when she saw the arrogant bastard that shared her home.
"Have fun?" came the annoying question that she didn't want to answer.
"Of course!" 'not' She smiled.
Vegeta smirked as he heard the last thought. "Hn…you don't lie very well, woman."
Bulma rolled her eyes and got a glass of water. "Whatever, I'm going to bed…" She was heading out when his words stopped her.
"Enjoy while you can…" She felt his breath on her ear and his tail stroking her thigh. "…because it won't last." He left her and she knew he wasn't lying.
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Bulma was at Master Roshi's with Yamcha and Krillen. They were waiting for Goku, who had something to show them. She smiled when she heard Krillen announcing his arrival. As Goku landed she saw a little boy in his arms.
"Hey, everybody! I wanted you to meet my son, Gohan." Goku smiled at his friends.
"Goku…that's not a baby…" was Bulma's reply as she stated the obvious.
"Nope, he's four!" Came the cheery reply.
"So…you're saying that you've had a kid for four years and didn't bother to mention him!" Bulma was shocked to say the least.
"Eh-heh…yeah, well….Chichi you see didn't believe we were old enough to be parents…." Goku looked sheepish.
Bulma rolled her eyes before smiling at Gohan. "Hi, I'm Bulma!" She ruffled his hair as he tried to hide in his Dad's shirt.
"So, when do we eat? I'm starved!" Goku rubbed his stomach.
They all went inside to eat and afterward the men decided to spar. Bulma, Gohan, and Master Roshi watched from the sidelines.
"So, Gohan…are you going to become a fighter like your parents?" She smiled down at him.
"Mom doesn't want me to fight…she wants me to be smart…" He gave a half-hearted smile.
"Hah! Fighting's in your blood, kid!" Master Roshi smirked.
Their small conversation was interrupted as the guys suddenly stopped sparring. Goku had a serious look on he face.
"Goku?" Bulma was kind of worried.
"Hey what's wrong?" He looked at his friend concerned.
Yamcha waved a hand in front of his face. "Helloooo?"
Goku finally snapped back to reality and looked at Krillen and Yamcha. "Kami wants to see us…Bulma…could you take Gohan to your house for a bit?
Bulma nodded and the guys took off. Bulma looked down at Gohan. "Well, kid, you're stuck with me." She took his hand and popped one of her capsule cars. "See ya later, old man!"
"You should come out more often…with you hot friends! Always nice weather for swimming!"
Bulma shook her head as she buckled Gohan and herself in and herself in and left. Once at home she led Gohan into the kitchen; where Vegeta currently was.
"Woman, where have you- What is that?" He pointed at Gohan.
Bulma shrugged and got Gohan a soda. "This is Gohan…Goku's son."
Vegeta scowled, but didn't comment. Suddenly, Bulma's cell phone went off. She chatted for a minute- all the while Gohan and Vegeta had a staring contest-then snapped the phone shut.
"Ok, Vegeta watch Gohan…I'll be back." She grabbed her purse and walked towards the door.
"No take the kid with you!" He scowled, but she was already out the door. Vegeta looked back at Gohan. He let his tail swish behind him lazily. Gohan's eyes widened.
"Yes, you are no longer the only one on this puny planet with a tail." He wrapped said tail around his waist.
Gohan mimicked him.
Vegeta smirked. "Now, when did your father start you training?"
"I'm not allowed to train. Mom says I'm going to be a smart." Gohan looked at his shoes.
Vegeta snorted. "Forget you mother, the human harpy will only put you at a disadvantage. Now…" An evil smirk crawled across his face.
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Bulma came back to find Gohan was not where she had left him; in fact, he wasn't even in the house. She marched to the one place Vegeta was always at. Upon entry she saw her next victim. He had Gohan doing pushups. "What are you doing!"
Gohan looked at Bulma, but Vegeta barked an order in a different language and he went back to pushups.
Vegeta turned to Bulma. "Back so soon?"
Bulma growled and poked his chest. "You're brainwashing him! You brainwashing idiot!"
"He is merely learning his heritage. Nowadays we take any saiyan."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "C'mon, Gohan, your dad should be here in a bit."
Gohan looked at Vegeta-who gave a curt nod-, before standing, bowing to Vegeta, and then walking to Bulma. Bulma led him out muttering obscenities under her breath. They were eating dinner when Goku showed up.
"Sorry about that…looks like something's headed toward Earth. We can't tell if it's friend or foe." Goku sighed.
"…but you'll protect us, right Goku?" Bulma smiled.
Goku nodded and left with Gohan soon after.
'Frieza won't be back for while, so they must sense my father…their skill at sensing ki without a scouter is useful. Now that Kakkerot has taught me it, the other soldiers can learn.' He sighed as a few thoughts of evil alien beings entered his head. He glanced at Bulma to see her lightly chewing her bottom lip. 'It's best not to tell her about the bond, she'd just start yelling.'
He was able to choose what thoughts were sent to her, i.e. none, but since she didn't know what was going on she couldn't stop her thoughts so he just got the stronger ones. He observed her more closely. Kakkerot's son proved that saiyans could breed with humans, and they had a good power level. Vegeta had found this out the hard way by angering young Gohan. Vegeta smirked, if Kakkerot's half-breed could be that strong, then his own son would be even stronger! And he knew the perfect person to achieve that goal. Bulma. She was smart and did not show fear where others would. She was not bad looking; good coloring, smooth skin, and a nice figure. With her intelligence and his strength their child would be unimaginable. Vegeta stood up and walked to the door. His father would be landing and they would start the operations for the new base. Then, he would make an heir.
"Where ya going?" Bulma looked up at him.
"Out." He opened the door and took off. Bulma raised a brow and shrugged. She walked into the leaving room and turned on the T.V. She checked the guide, and then turned it to The 2 Fast 2 Furious. Though she loved the movie, she couldn't seem to stop thinking about Vegeta. 'I wonder where he went…He's so weird. Duh, Bulma! He's a frickin' alien! So is Goku and he and Chichi were able to 'do it', so Vegeta cou- Ack! Bulma! What are you thinking? Cars! Watch the cars!' She shook her head and tried to get into the movie.
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Wheee! I've put another chapter up! I know finally right? Sorry but I've been reading a lot lately, but I'll try harder. Kk review guys! Later!
