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Holy cow, you guys!! I have over 100 reviews!!! ::falls off her computer chair:: I never thought I, let alone this fic in particular, would get that many! Sheesh! ^^ That makes me a very very happy author! I am sorry about taking so long to get this update out, but I was really sick for the past few days. I couldn't think coherently enough to type anything that made sense. Sorry! ;;
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Supergirlanna: I can say that I will probably not write a lemon, but I think if enough people want a lemon, (I have never ever written one before.. ;;), I will write a chapter, with out a lemon, and post it. Then i will go back and post it lemon style, so the readers can take a pic between the two.
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Vegeta turned slowly, facing her.



The burning stench of the vomit reached her nose, and Bulma gasped, choking. Oh shit, Vegeta! Come on, let's get out of here.



The shuttered look settled back over Vegeta's face, and he headed to the right carefully stepping around the mess, Bulma following closely, her nose plugged. Umb, Vegeda? I tink we ad bedder stob ad a riber, ou need a bat'!



Vegeta snorted at her. What was that, woman? I couldn't understand you with your fingers up your nose.



Bulma glared, unpinching her nose momentarily. I said, you stink, monkey-boy! I think you better take a bath in that river, before the scavengers come looking for a carcass and find us instead!



Vegeta's eyes glinted. I could fix it so they'd find a carcass, if you want.



Bulma rolled her eyes. Oh, please. By now, his death threats had ceased to phase her. Like he actually has the balls to touch me. A sudden crashing in the bramble caught their attention. Bulma scooted closer to Vegeta. Oh hell...



Vegeta ignored her, and simply watched.



All of a sudden Yajirobe, looking very much like a crazed charging rhino, came barreling through the trees, dragging Krillin, spread-eagle behind him.



What the fuck?! Bulma grabbed onto Vegeta's arm, hiding behind him, as Yajirobe thundered past. She craned her neck to see what he was after. He was headed straight for a large patch of blackberry bushes. Vegeta! Blackber--



Vegeta, seeing the berries, and Yajirobe cramming his face, shot towards the fat boy, intent on doing damage. Get away from MY berries, lard ass! Bulma, forgotten, was dragged along behind him.



Yajirobe ate on, unconcerned. When Vegeta came at him, he shot out his left hand, bouncing Vegeta into the river besides the bushes as easily as a ragdoll.



Bulma, thanks to the chain, flew into the water, landing with a splash next to Vegeta. She jerked upright, spluttering and wiping her hair out of her eyes. You fat bastard! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!! She lunged toward Yajirobe, who had already finished the entire bush of berries.



One look at Bulma, and Yajirobe fled, whipping Krillin, again, behind him.



COME BACK HERE!! Bulma reached the bank, and was jerked back into the water as her chain pulled up short.



Cool off, already. Vegeta was laughing at her, outright. You look like a fucking idiot!



Bulma splashed around, to face him.



Vegeta lost his breathe with a woosh' as he took in Bulma's shirtfront, which had, due to her dunking, molded to her like a second skin.



She whapped him over the head. Ha! I look like an idiot? You look like a drowning fish! She climbed gingerly onto the bank, and sat, waiting for him to come out of the water.



He glared at her, rubbing his head. Just goes to show how stupid you are, fish don't drown.



They can drown in the air!



They suffocate, not drown.



Drowning is a form of suffocation! So there! She stuck her tongue out at him. Stupid Saiyajin. He can never admit when he's fucking wrong!




Vegeta hmphed' and climbed out of the water, peeling off his shirt.



Bulma blushed, and tore her gaze off of his very nice, VERY sculpted body. She looked at her watch, a handy distraction. It would be getting dark in a few hours. We better keep going...it's going to be dark soon.



Vegeta settled onto the bank next to her, knowing that his close proximity was making her uncomfortable. He smirked. I already know that, woman, and I don't need a stupid watch to tell me.



Bulma arched an eyebrow. Well excuse me for being so inferior to a mighty Saiyajin warrior.



Vegeta could practically taste the sarcasm dripping from her retort. He leaned back onto the grassy bank, arms behind his head. Is it that time of the month' again, already?



Bulma snorted. For me or for you?



Vegeta glanced at her sharply. How does she know about Saiyajin transformation?! Saiyajins transformed into giant ape-like creatures at the sight of the moon. While staying on earth, the three visitors from Vegetasi (a/n. Krillin doesn't count! ^.~) would be wearing devices, invisible to the naked eye, to keep them from transforming. The only problem came at the time of a full moon. The moon's pull was so powerful at that time, that for that night, the Saiyajin campers would be taken to a special isolation point and carefully monitored. Even wearing the special controls, if they were to glimpse the full moon, nothing could stop their transformation.



Bulma yawned. I'm shot. Wake me up when it's time to move on. After your shirt's dried. She knew it would take a while for the shirt to dry, which meant she would have a long nap. She curled up on the bank, close but not too close to the sprawling Saiyajin.



Bulma sighed, stretching. Two realizations hit her, as a soft snoring reached her ears. The sun had gone down, and Vegeta had his arm draped over her stomach. If Vegeta woke up, he would be embarrassed and whenever he was embarrassed, he got cranky. A twig snapped above them, and Bulma stared up into the branches, to see what was there. The darkness revealed nothing. She weighed her options. She could stay where she was and wait for Vegeta to wake up first, and pretend she was still asleep. That meant taking her chances with the wild animals. Or, she could wake up Vegeta, let him be cranky, and they could build a fire while remaining uneaten by wild beasts. Something howled off to the left, and Bulma chose the latter option.



Very carefully, she rolled onto her back, so she could nudge Vegeta awake. Vegeta rumbled softly in his throat, and turned in his sleep so that his head was resting against the v' of her neck and shoulder. He sighed softly.



Bulma felt her face flush. This was quickly turning into a sticky situation that she didn't really want to become unstuck from. Don't be so hormonal, Bulma! Bulma took a deep breath, She poked him softly.


He didn't respond.



Vegeta, wake up! She tapped the side of his face lightly.



He raised his head sleepily, looking at her. He smiled softly, then realized he wasn't dreaming. What the hell?!



It's dark, and there are wild animals out here! Vegeta we need a fire. She sat upright, and hugged her arms as more night sounds could be heard all around them.



Vegeta rolled his eyes, frowning. Let's get some firewood. I don't feel like staying up all night listening to you whine. Come on.



Bulma rose shakily to her feet, while Vegeta stood impatiently. After a few minutes and a few encounters with some of the night life, aka spiders, bats, and snakes, they had a large pile of firewood. Vegeta lit the wood with a small energy blast.



Bulma smiled, relief flooding through her. Thank you, Vegeta!



Whatever, woman. Go to sleep. Vegeta settled down onto his back, and closed his eyes.



Bulma lowered herself to the ground, listening intently to the sounds of the woods. It was one thing hearing them while you were safe inside a cabin, and hearing them while you were exposed to the elements. A bush rustled somewhere behind them. Bulma scooted closer to Vegeta, closing her eyes. It was going to be a long night.



^^ What did you guys think? Sorta short, sorry. ^^;; Let me know what you guys think! Thanks for reading and if you review, thanks for reviewing! ^^ Laters!