DON'T TELL GOKU, VEGETA'S DEAD!

CHAPTER 14 – fighting like cats and monkeys?

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, and Ideologically Sensitive.

A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech) internal conflict/conscience

*Dream Sequence*

Bulma rubbed her eyes with her palms. For some reason she just couldn't manage to get the program to sync with the new 'dragon radar'. In her frustration she threw the device across the room and lo and behold' the damn thing began to work. She walked over to where the radar landed and picked it up. She clicked the plunger a couple of times and it seems to be functioning as designed. "Well I'll be… It just needed a little love."

"You know, woman, there's something else in here that can used a 'little love'." Bulma froze as Vegeta's voice reverberated off the walls. She wasn't going to be a coward. She was Bulma freakin' Brief. As she faced the direction in which the voice had come from she saw nothing and no one, but he father's cat lying on the workbench grooming itself.

"That's funny. I could have sworn-" She mumbled to herself before she was surprised.

"Sworn what? You shouldn't swear, woman." The cat mock berated the blue haired woman. Her mouth hung open in shock not from the fact that the cat not only spoke, but also it had Vegeta's voice.

Kitty Vegeta jumped down from his perch on the work bench and stretched his paws out in front of him releasing his claws in the process and he arched his back to release any tension. The cat recovered and pranced up to Bulma's legs and rubbed up against them weaving in out of her calves. Kitty Vegeta purred. Bulma felt the vibrations through the cat's chest against her calf.

Bulma quickly jumped away from the cat and left the lab to go up to her room. She was more tired than the thought. She fell face first into her bed and sunk in. She hadn't even bothered with undressing.

She heard purring in her ear and turned coming face to face with the dreaded dark cat. "Wake up, woman." The cat mewled in Vegeta's voice and then it batted her nose.

*End Dream Sequence*

Bulma woke with a start with her father's cat again in her face. "Woman, WAKE UP! Is the radar finished yet?" She reeled backwards away from the purring cat and knocking over a pail of screws effectively scaring the cat off the work table where she had been sleeping and out of the lab.

She scrubbed her eyes with her fists. Vegeta spoke as he placed a warm palm on her shoulder to give her a nudge since she hadn't responded. She jumped in surprise at his touch. "Oh, it's you. I thought you were that damn cat again…"

Vegeta quirked his brow in confusion, but quickly shook it off. There was work to be done if he wanted to be wished back to life. "Woman. The radar?" He growled impatiently.

Bulma licked her dry lips and then blow out a breath. She scooted back over to where she had originally been seated and collected the finished radar and then presented it to Vegeta. "Here ya go, bigshot!" She grumbled as she shoved the device into his hands.

She stood from her chair and moved for the door, but before she could reach the threshold she was reeled back against a hard warm chest by a strong grip on her lab coat. The heat from his body was welcomed against her back and she imagined for a moment what it would be like to lean her head against shoulder and have him snake his arms around her waist.

Her visions danced to the more erotic as she thought of the scenarios that would lead her to unrestrained bliss. Visions of him pressing her against a worktable swiping the contents to the floor and ravaging her where anyone could walk in and see them in the throes of passion. Fevered sweat slicked skin slapping together in a harmonic rhythm that had been conducted since procreation began. She wanted it all; the raw incarnate depths of lust's finest wet dream.

She heard nothing of what he had said prior to this point. She had been too wrapped up in her fantasies to realize that he had even spoken a word. "…if I'm to find these relics." His brows were 'v'ed as he looked down at the woman. –Had she even heard me?-

The inky dark depths called her back to her daydreams. She mentally slapped herself as she realized what she had been thinking. –Oh my… with Vegeta! No no no no no no no no!- He stared at her piercing her as if….

He was waiting for some kind of response to his statement. Whether it be an affirmative or a rip tide of rants and bitching fits. She said nothing and he searched her eyes for a clue as to why she refused to answer him. He leant in just a fraction closer and the spicy scent of her arousal hit him like a hit from Kakarott in the gut. –Why would she…- He tried his damnedest to shake of his echoing arousal.

He cleared his throat and he tried to regain his bearings. "Did you hear me woman." His voice came out a little huskier than he'd liked, but she didn't seem to notice.

She blinked rapidly and then looked at him with puzzled eyes. They danced on the borders of lust and rational thought. "I'm sorry. You were saying?" She feigned that she had been listening all along, but Vegeta knew better.

He rolled his dark eyes and took in a deep breath and huffed it back out. "You're going to come with me since you got me into this mess to begin with and I'll take no argument from you, woman!" He stated firmly and he narrowed his eyes at her. He tried his best and still it took a great effort to forget her overpowering aroma and the effect that she was having on his loins. His stainless steel resolve snapped back into place and he released the hold he had forgotten he had on her. "We'll be leaving in the morning. Pack the appropriate equipment and rations." His stoic façade showed none of his inner turmoil as he gave out his instructions. He then left the lab before she had a chance to utter any sort of rebuttal.

She turned with her back facing the doorway about to let loose a mile long rant when he popped his spiky head back into the open threshold. "…and woman. Keep your load light because I'll not be your bag boy on this search."

-Arrogant monkey ASSHOLE!-