Chapter 6 – The ex-boyfriend
Vegeta sat in a chair in the corner of the room. For two hours he had been sitting with the photo in his hand, staring at the blue-haired woman in his bed. How long could he hide unwanted stalkers mail and photos from her, she was too smart. That she gets angry he doesn`t mind at all, but he just wants to catch the lunatic. The prince sighed deeply.
He got up and opened the balcony door, now if he just knew which ki belonged to the lunatic he would surely have caught it quickly. Then a voice came from the bedroom "Vegeta, what are you doing?" The prince turned around, Bulma looked at him sleepily. Vegeta sniffed for a moment "go back to sleep, I just need some fresh air."
Not that she listened; Bulma got up from the bed and wrapped a sheet around her. She also came to stand outside on the balcony, Vegeta staring over the compound. "There's something! Talk Vegeta." Bulma commented. Her bodyguard couldn't keep it hidden any longer, he handed the photo to the woman.
Startled, she looked at the photograph in her hand "but, this was this afternoon!" Then she looked at Vegeta "where did you get this picture?" The prince looked at her worriedly "It was hanging on the bedroom door, on the outside. He didn't have gotten into the bedroom. But he has been inside the building". Angrily Vegeta fired a ki shot into the air.
Bulma put her hand on her bodyguard's upper arm "come inside, it's cold out here". Not that Vegeta was bothered by the cold, but walked in with her anyway. He lay down next to her on the bed; he fell asleep late at night. The whole evening he tried to feel ki`s, but without success.
The next morning at breakfast, Bulma was scribbling a bit on a piece of paper while drinking her coffee. Her father was sitting next to her "what are you doing sweetie". Bulma looked up smiling "just a little secret project". Vegeta threw back a glass of juice and looked at the piece of paper for a moment; he didn't understand anything about the weird symbols.
Then Bulma stood up "Hey bodyguard, are you done eating" she gave a wink to Vegeta. He grabbed another sandwich and stood up "no, but walk". He took a bite of the sandwich and walked out of the kitchen behind Bulma. She looked mischievously at the man next to her. Curious, he raised an eyebrow "what?"
She had a wide smile on her face "I need to grab some stuff from my lab. I can work in the kitchen of the guest house while you are training. They are practically next door to each other". Vegeta wasn't entirely happy about it, but he also wanted to train properly for a while, with gravity on maximum. Training kept him sharp; this woman was just a distraction.
Together they walked into her lab. Vegeta put his hands in his pockets, thinking about the mess here. Surely no one could work like this. Bulma walked into a walk in closet "wait a minute there, I'll have everything packed up in no time". Vegeta grabbed some kind of tablet thing and looked at it, it started beeping. The inventor dashed over to the little device and tapped on it a few times "do not touch!" She looked angry.
Vegeta grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him "you are one messy woman" There was the mischievous smile again on Bulma`s face "so?" Vegeta moved closer to her and caressed his lips over hers, he said nothing to her. Bulma pressed her lips to his for a moment and then looked into his black eyes for a moment; she saw a hint of hunger.
At the same time, they pressed their lips together and immersed themselves in a wild kiss. Vegeta pressed Bulma against the wall. Their hands ran over all the different places on the other's body. For a moment Vegeta squeezed a breast of the blue haired woman, she moaned softly. Her hand slid to the edge of his sweatpants and pushed them down.
With one hand she massaged his cock; Vegeta pressed his nose into her neck as he enjoyed her touch. Then the phone rang from her office "shit "muttered Bulma. Vegeta whispered in Bulma`s ear "then we do this a little faster". With one move under her short skirt he pushed her panties down, they dropped on the ground,
The Saiyan prince pushed the woman up slightly against the wall and let her slide over his cock. They grabbed each other out of pleasure as he fucked her with hard thrusts. Bulma couldn't hold back and moaned loudly. Her nails she pressed into his shoulders, not that the pain bothered Vegeta, he though it felt like a sensation of horniness.
Vegeta could no longer keep quiet and groaned her name. Bulma`s wetness dripped down his shaft. He felt her sometimes tighten together out of pleasure. Her nails deeper into his skin. He couldn`t hold it back any longer, thrusting and panting as he climaxed. Bulma's legs wrapped around his waist as he also heard and felt her come, shakingly.
Still against the wall, they were again caught up in a fierce kiss. Then there was a knock on the door of the lab. They let go of each other, annoyed at their disrupted moment Bulma called out "who's there?" A familiar voice came through the door "Bulma it's me, I want to talk to you". It was her ex-boyfriend Yamcha. As Vegeta pulled his pants back over his buttocks Bulma opened the door.
The ex was standing outside the door, he wanted to step inside but Bulma stopped him. "Yamcha what are you doing here?" Then he held up a tabloid "what's this?" Bulma threw her hands on her hips "a gossip magazine, you can' t possibly believe what is in that thing". He opened the magazine "so I'm not supposed to believe that you're suddenly getting friendly with him?"
Bulma stared at the same picture Vegeta had removed from the bedroom door yesterday. She shook her head for a moment "Yamcha I can explain". The ex-boyfriend pulled her aside, pushed open the door and stood face to face with Vegeta. The prince crossed his arms "Ah the weakling". Yamcha looked from Vegeta to Bulma and then he saw something lying on the ground.
Angrily Yamcha balled his fists "tell me it's not true. You're not calling back because you're doing it with him?" Bulma wanted to say something and Vegeta was ahead of her "what does it matter to you? You were the one who wasn't faithful". Yamcha went to stand in front of the Saiyan but Bulma put a hand on his shoulder "Yamcha, come with me".
The cheater knocked Bulma's hand off his arm. The woman took a step backwards out of surprise. Vegeta reacted to this by pushing Yamcha against the wall with a hand against his chest. The two men looked at each other in rage. Yamcha wanted to say something but was cut off by Vegeta "You have no business here; the woman is done with you, weakling".
Bulma put her hand on Vegeta's forearm " just give us a moment, this is my quarrel" The prince pushed Yamcha against the wall one more time as he then let go and stepped into the hallway. Through the door he overheard the conversation.
As Vegeta closed the door behind him, Bulma turned back to Yamcha. He put up his puppy dog eyes and wanted to start telling a pathetic story about being the bitten dog. Bulma didn't feel like it. "Listen Yamcha, you couldn't be faithful to me, we're not together anymore. You don't have to be upset about what I do".
This was not what he wanted to hear "But babe, he's a dangerous killer. Have you forgotten who he is, what he has done?" Bulma turned her back to him and sighed "I know who he is, but he is different. He will never hurt me, he has become different. He even protects me now from that lunatic!"
Yamcha went to stand in front of her "lunatic? What lunatic?" Then they heard knocking on the door a voice called "Woman, we have to go. Get your things." Bulma snorted for a moment as she grabbed a box "Yes a lunatic is sending strange mail and bothering me. Vegeta is some kind of bodyguard at this moment. You don't have to worry about me".
As Bulma threw the last things into the box Yamcha grabbed her by the wrist "but darling, why didn't you ask me. I fight everyone, you know that". Bulma yanked her wrist away "No, Vegeta was my logical choice. And besides, hadn't you forgotten that you were busy with that one blonde girl"
Bulma pushed open the door, Vegeta was waiting for her. Yamcha ran desperately after her and was pushed away by Vegeta. The men threw each other angry looks and then Vegeta got a victory smile on his face. "Beat it weakling, you heard the woman. She is safe with me"
As Vegeta grabbed the box from Bulma`s hands they walked together to the door. They left behind a confused, angry and somewhere grieved Yamcha. Somehow he had always expected Bulma to forgive him, to take him back. But now Vegeta had snatched her away, the man who had once killed him. Bodyguard or not, he wants his Bulma back.
Arriving at the guest house, Vegeta put the box on the table in the kitchen. They looked at each other for a moment "what are you making?" Vegeta had become curious, Bulma moved closer to him "that's a little secret" Her fingers ran over his chest. They looked at each other, time to finish what they had started earlier this morning.