Author's Note:
I thought it was about time we finally saw the gang on campus since this is technically suppose to be a college au.
Hope you guys enjoy!
some vulgar (ie. smutty) words ahead*
Chapter 27: Campus Life
Bulma slipped into a cute coral-colored romper, buckling her strappy sandals to her feet as she waited for Vegeta to exit the bathroom. He stepped out wearing a pair of jeans he'd left there days ago. "Hey, can I borrow a t-shirt? I don't know how I don't have a shirt just lying around as much as I spend the night here. And I don't feel like wearing my button up."
"Sure." Bulma got up and made her way to her dresser. She found one of her old baggy shirts and tossed it at him. He held it up, raising a questioning eyebrow. "What?"
"Never pegged you for an anime fan," he smirked.
Bulma's cheeks flushed pink. "Do you want to go shirtless or what?" she demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.
Vegeta chuckled and slipped on the white t-shirt bearing a little boy with a monkey tail, flying around on what looked like a fart cloud while waving around a red pole. He sauntered over to her, pulling her arms apart and placing them behind his back, making her hug him. She rested her head against his chest for a second but then realized that she was suppose to be mad at him, so she pushed him away and stomped to the door.
"Come on. We're gonna be late for classes if we don't get moving. And we'll have to stop by the apartment on our way so I can get my bag." She left the room and headed down the stairs.
"Hey," Vegeta said, grabbing her wrist before she got too far ahead of him.
"What?"
"You're mad because I teased you about the shirt?"
Bulma tried to keep her furrowed expression, but Vegeta's smirk made her resolve crack as she realized she was being silly. She glared at him, but there was no heat behind it. "Don't make fun of my anime."
Vegeta held his hands up in surrender. "I've learned my lesson."
"Good," Bulma nodded, moving into his arms. She sighed in contentment as he wrapped his arms around her again.
"You're impossible, woman."
"But you love me," she responded cheekily.
He chuckled. "Yes I do." He pulled her head back by her hair, meeting her eyes. "Come on. Let's get going."
They walked down to the kitchen, neither of them able to keep the smiles off their faces. When they walked through the door they came to a halt, staring at the people sitting at the kitchen table. Mr. Briefs was sitting in a kitchen chair, his wife on his lap petting his mustache and giggling. At their approach, Panchy turned and smiled at them, completely unfazed at being caught in that position.
"Morning kids! Did you two leave the tiramisu out last night?"
Bulma blushed. Vegeta answered, "that was my bad, ma'am. Forgot to put the plate away before heading back to bed."
"No worries, dear. Would you like something for breakfast? I can whip you both up an omelette."
"No thanks, mom," Bulma replied. Vegeta scowled at her. An omelette sounded good to him. "We have to get going to class," she said as she glowered at her boyfriend.
"Let me at least warm you up one of my breakfast burritos. You need to have breakfast. No learning on an empty stomach."
"That would be great, Mrs. Briefs," Vegeta accepted before Bulma could refuse the offer.
Bulma wrinkled her nose as Vegeta scarfed down his second burrito while she drove them to their apartment. "Pig," she said under her breath. Vegeta snorted. Bulma parked in front of the complex doors. "Go get our stuff," she commanded, handing him the key to her place.
"Ordering me around now are we?"
"Yup. Hop to it. I'm already going to be late for my first class."
Vegeta glared at the bluenette in the drivers seat while she just kept her gaze straight ahead. "You're lucky I love you, woman." He got out of the car and headed into the building. Bulma grinned, triumphant.
As soon as she saw him enter through the double doors, Bulma's phone rang. She answered on the third ring. "Hello?"
"Hey B!"
"Chi Chi! It feels like it's been forever. What's up?"
"Well, I knew you'd be on campus today and I was wondering if you wanted to meet me and the others for lunch today in the quad. We can pick up a sandwich for you if you'd like."
"That'd be great! Yeah. I'll text you what I want later. My systems design class lets out a little before one, I can meet you guys after. Just let me know where."
"Yay! I've missed hanging out. Okay. Let's all meet up at the fountain outside the honors building."
"Sounds good." Vegeta reentered the car then. "Gotta go, Cheech. I'm running late. See you at one!" She hung up and started the car.
"What are you doing with the harpy at one?" Vegeta asked.
"We're having lunch. With her and the rest of the gang. You're welcome to come along if you're free." She gazed at him from the corner of her eye as she headed down the road toward campus.
"I have class with Gero until one thirty." He noticed Bulma's frown. He scowled as he said, "but I can swing by afterwards."
Bulma's face brightened. "Okay."
He took hold of one of her hands, bringing her fingers up to his mouth and kissing them. "You. Are. Impossible." He bit the pad of her pinkie finger and she felt the shock in her groin. She faced him, her eyes darkening with lust.
"Eyes on the road, woman. Crashing will only make us more late." Bulma turned forward, trying to ignore Vegeta's shit-eating grin as she drove closer to the campus parking garage.
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Bulma tapped her pen against her notebook as her professor droned on about transmission elements of mechanical design and efficiency. She heard him start detailing the requirements for their final project and she tuned back in, opening up the assignment on her computer. Her chat app pinged with a new message. It was from Vegeta.
v-ouji: how's class?
Bulma smiled and went to type back a reply.
strawberry_lover85: just sitting here learning about how to create a transmission
v-ouji: because you don't know how to do that already
strawberry_lover85: apparently i needed a refresher
strawberry_lover85: why aren't you learning something new right now?
v-ouji: i am currently ignoring Professor Gero explain the three principles of kinetic theory
strawberry_lover85: like that man knows anything about particle theory
Even through messenger, Vegeta could hear the contempt in her statement. It made him smile.
v-ouji: you all hot and bothered, woman?
strawberry_lover85: ew! Gero doesn't do it for me Vegeta
v-ouji: but i do [smirking emoji]
strawberry_lover85: yes you do
Bulma knew he was up to no good now. She waited in anticipation as she watched the ellipses as Vegeta typed out his message.
v-ouji: what exactly makes you hot woman?
v-ouji: is it my veiny hands skimming down your naked body?
v-ouji: or my tongue when it circles your clit as you ride my face?
v-ouji: or is it when i thrust my cock into your tight little pussy and make you cum?
Bulma bit her fist to hide her moan in the crowded lecture hall. She typed back with shaky hands.
strawberry_lover85: all of the above
v-ouji: i can't wait to have your thighs wrapped around my head again as i eat your pussy
v-ouji: god i'm hard just thinking about it
v-ouji: that pussy is going to taste so fucking good tonight
v-ouji: i can't wait to make you cum
v-ouji: again
v-ouji: and again
Bulma wiggled in her seat. She could feel herself already becoming uncomfortably wet.
v-ouji: speechless woman?
strawberry_lover85: right now i'm just trying to remember that i am in a lecture hall full of people so i can't just stick my hands down my panties like i want to
v-ouji: fuck
v-ouji: now all i can think about is fucking you on the professor's desk
v-ouji: and i don't give a fuck who'd see
v-ouji: they can all just watch me claim what's mine
strawberry_lover85: oh god Vegeta...
v-ouji: are you wet for me woman?
v-ouji: fuck i'd love to see you squirming in you seat right now
strawberry_lover85: i'd love to be squirming in your seat rn
v-ouji: would you now?
strawberry_lover85: yes
Bulma was breathless.
v-ouji: you want to ride my cock?
strawberry_lover85: yes
v-ouji: in front of everyone?
strawberry_lover85: yes. i don't care at this point
v-ouji: i am going to fuck you so hard
v-ouji: you won't be able to walk for a week
v-ouji: you'll be screaming my name so loud you won't have a voice the next day
Bulma's chest was heaving. She was so turned on. She accidentally grazed her nipple through her top and let out a breathy moan.
Someone slammed a textbook shut. Bulma jumped, forced back to reality. She looked up to see her professor turning off the projector and the other students packing up their belongings. She blushed at how much she'd disassociated. She took a deep breath trying to regain control of herself.
strawberry_lover85: class is letting out
strawberry_lover85: i'll see you for lunch?
Vegeta was sad to have their sexting end. But he was so hard right then that he would end up cumming in his pants if they went on any longer.
v-ouji: yeah where?
strawberry_lover85: by the fountain near the honors building
v-ouji: i'll be there
He awkwardly tried to readjust himself in his seat. After I take care of myself in the bathroom first, he thought.
strawberry_lover85: can't wait to see you. love you
Bulma packed up her laptop and notebook and headed for the exit. She made a quick stop to the ladies' room before she practically ran out of the engineering building, speed walking to the other side of the quad. She turned down the pathway through a crowd to see her friends already splayed out on a blanket underneath a tree on the far side of the fountain. She waved as she circled around to get their attention.
"Bulma!" Krillin shouted, waving back.
Bulma came to a stop as she finally reached her friends. "Hey guys. It's good to see you."
"Got you your sandwich, Bulma! Thai chicken wrap with sprouts and extra spicy chipotle sauce," Goku said, handing her the parchment covered wrap.
"Thanks." She took her food and sat down on the big blanket. "How've you guys been?"
"Good!" Goku said as he took a big bite of his sub sandwich. With his mouth full, he added, "me and Krillin are paired up for a final project and we were just trying to figure out what to do."
"Goku, don't talk with your mouth full," Chi Chi scolded him, throwing napkins at him.
"Sorry."
"What's the project have to be about?" Bulma asked.
"Anything we want basically," Krillin responded. "It's our capstone."
"You could do the benefits of exercise. Use Raditz as a living example," 18 giggled.
"That's been done so many times," Goku whined.
"Do muscle ruptures," said a deep, gravelly voice from behind Bulma. She turned to see her boyfriend sauntering over. He continued his statement, "explain why they occur and how too much exercise can be dangerous." Bulma smiled up at him and motioned him to sit down.
"Hey! That's actually a good idea 'Geta," Goku exclaimed.
Krillin rubbed his chin. "Yeah. That could work. What're'you doing your capstone on, Vegeta?"
"I took capstone last semester. Did mine on healing fractures and why the human body is capable of healing itself so completely." He crossed his legs and leaned back on his hands.
Bulma leaned into him. "Mmm. You sound so sexy when you talk all smart like that."
"Gag," 18 muttered. Bulma stuck her tongue out at her.
"It's true though," Goku agreed. Everyone turned to stare at him. His cheeks tinged pink. "I always find Chi Chi sexy when she says smart stuff," he murmured, staring at his sandwich. Chi Chi blushed too and looked down at her hands with a shy smile. Bulma caught the little sweet glance they shared.
"V-vegeta," Krillin stammered. "What's your plans for before the marches start?"
"Train. What else?" he said gruffly.
"Well, we were thinking about going to see a movie or something to relax and just hand out beforehand." Vegeta's eyebrows creased as if he didn't understand what the bald man was saying.
"Why don't we all just stay at my parents' house the night before the tournament? It's not like they don't have the space," Bulma cut in.
"A sleepover?" Vegeta asked, skeptical.
18 smiled, knowing Vegeta would hate this idea. "That sounds like a great plan, Bulma. Goku, make sure you tell your brother too, so he can join us."
Vegeta scowled at the devious glint in the blonde's eye.
"That would be fun," Chi Chi agreed.
"You guys aren't going to put makeup on us while we sleep are you?" Krillin asked, eyeing the girls.
"Wouldn't dream of it, honey," 18 said too sweetly.
"Then it's settled! Next Friday night at the compound. I'll text my mom to let her know. She'll be so excited." Bulma took her phone out.
Vegeta looked away across the grass, watching the water ripple in the fountain. He never really understood friendship. Why people enjoyed spending time together in groups. Hell, the last time he willingly went out in a group his house was set on fire. He didn't have a childhood full of silly friendships. He couldn't. Even as he got older, he never developed those kinds of relationships. People always seemed a little afraid to approach him. That, he could wrap his head around. It was sort of by design. He didn't like people. He usually went out of his way to avoid interacting with others. But ever since Bulma, his whole unspoken rule of keeping people at a distance had disintegrated. Bulma had always been the exception to that rule, if he was being honest. He loved their verbal spats. Two years of their bickering was worth every bad thing that's happened in his life. Scratch that. Her loving him was worth all that. It had changed his life. The woman was opening him up to these kinds of experiences and he didn't fully know what to make of it.
"You okay?"
He turned to look at his girlfriend's caring face. "Fine," he said. The little crease that formed between her eyebrows when she was concerned or thinking appeared then. He pressed his thumb against the puckered skin, smoothing out the lines. "I'm fine. I was just thinking."
"Okay," she relented. She looked down at her phone and jumped. "Crap. I need to be at my next class in fives minutes. I gotta go." She stood up, kissing Vegeta lightly on the lips and throwing her backpack over her shoulder. "I'll let you guys know about next week. See ya later!" She waved goodbye and was on her way.
Vegeta stood up too. "I've got to go too."
"Okay. Bye 'Geta! Oh and I like your shirt by the way!" Goku called as Vegeta trudged across campus grounds.
"I still don't like him," 18 stated as she watched him leave.
Chi Chi rolled her eyes. "We know."
"Vegeta isn't that bad. Really. He's actually a good guy," Goku defended.
"And he seems to really care about Bulma," Krillin added.
"I know. I just want to dislike him," 18 pouted. Krillin patted her lovingly on the arm.
—
Bulma swung her legs underneath the chair she sat in as she waited for Vegeta in the reception area of Capsule Corporation.
"You need anything, Miss Bulma?"
"No. Thank you, Barb. I'm good."
"Okay. Let me know if you change your mind."
Bulma nodded and went back to her fidgeting. Before she could get caught up in her own thoughts again, Vegeta walked through the doors.
"Were you waiting for me?" he asked when he saw her sitting there.
"Yeah. I didn't want to go down to the lab until you got here." She stood and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I've missed you."
Vegeta smirked. "Me too." He kissed her lips. "Shall we?"
Bulma nodded, holding Vegeta's hand as they made their way down to her lab. Bulma grew nervous as the lab doors slid open. She hadn't been in here in awhile. She didn't know why she was so anxious to be in the lab again. She wasn't use to avoiding science. It was her life. She steeled herself, determined to get back to her routine.
"So what are we doing today," Vegeta asked her.
Bulma left his side and made her way down the stairs. "I want to look over the blueprints again. Make sure everything is in order and there will be no more... misunderstandings about the design." She sat down in a swivel chair and logged in to a computer. Vegeta pulled up a chair for himself and watched her get to work.
"So how'd it feel being back?" Vegeta asked as Bulma joined him under his covers that night.
"Good. I hadn't realized how much I've missed it." She turned and kissed him. "Thank you."
Vegeta smirked down at her. "No problem." He rolled them over. "Now how about we reenact some of those things I messaged you today," he husked. He squeezed Bulma's ass and she giggle-squeaked as he tickled her neck with kisses, making his way down her body.
A/N: Took me forever to write the sexting scene. But I finally got it to come together.
I won't be posting a chapter next week and possibly the following week. I'm gonna try to catch up on some writing during that time. Sorry guys. But don't worry. I'll be back :)