A/N: WOW! It has been a long time since my last update, but between a lack of time to edit and general preoccupation with getting my life in order I have not been able to get a new chapter of this story or many others out for a while. Fear not though because I am FAR from being done writing or updating the stories that I currently have up here. This one as well as a certain Fairy Tail harem fic are my prime objectives though. So without any more waiting or an intro here is the latest and long awaited chapter of Gohan's Blonde Future!

Capsule Corp. Backyard, Vegeta's Ship:

The last few bits and pieces of his once trusty Capsule ship falling down around him, each of them making metallic bangs and clangs as they impacted on the grassy ground or onto each other, some of them still on fire from the explosion that had ended his craft's service life. Staring through the descending debris as it piled up everywhere, Vegeta's expression stayed firm, his frown cold and full of distaste as he returned the woman's gaze...the woman that had dared to destroy his training room, "Want to explain to me what that was for, woman?..." The Prince of all Saiyans asked, even though it was much more like a demand of her than anything else, all the same it didn't really matter, when it came to Eighteen everything was a request save for what Gohan asked of her.

"I think I'll let you use that big brain of yours to figure it out...after all, I'm just a mere present...right?..." Sending a challenging smirk back at the recently returned saiyan warrior, Eighteen still kept more or less the same expression he had on, plain, but with hints of the intense dislike they had for one another seeping through all the same, "...Vegeta...isn't it?...The last time I saw you was at the bottom of my boot..." Everyone suddenly looking up at her when she said that, Goku, Bulma, Piccolo, they all instantly understood what the android must have been referring to, when she had killed Vegeta in the future. Their guards all up now, as much as they had been letting the woman into their group recently, her own words were a grim reminder of just what she had done to them even if it was not they themselves.

Raising a slightly confused eyebrow at her, Vegeta was the only one not in on who, or what exactly this woman standing before him really was, although after the dramatic destruction of his space ship he knew she was powerful, "...I'll ask again, since evidently blondes really are that stupid..." He said, his dark spiky hair unmoving in the breeze that sent Eighteen's silky hair blowing across her face, neither hers nor his giving in just yet, "...What...the fuck...was that for...woman?..." Keeping his arms crossed over his RIT armored chest while he spoke, Vegeta never let his gaze leave her eyes, the cold icy blue eyes looking back at him lacking any emotion whatsoever, almost as if they were a doll's eyes reflecting everything back at him.

Her left hand moving ever so slowly as it brushed some errant hair back behind her ear, and out of her face, Eighteen paused, her lips finally turning up in a smile, "...Well if you have to know it was for that stupid joke you made..." Deciding that she could get him back better at this point by dropping the temperature of her response she did so, the blonde cocking her hip to one side before perching a gloved hand on it, "...To think that a guy like you would have a shot with me I mean...it was just so stupid I had to..." The saiyan only raising that one eyebrow of his up even higher at her words, the android from the future could tell from the thermal scans she was currently doing of his body, that if he hadn't been royally pissed before, he certainly was now, "...You understand...I'm sure this isn't the first time you've finished second..."

His dark eyebrow twitching up and down the longer she went on for, Vegeta could not believe what his ears were hearing! 'That...that woman...she...how...how dare she utter such disrespect!...' The proud saiyan prince thought to himself, his eyes staying locked onto the seemingly feeble female squaring up to him as if she were an actual warrior, '...Never...never in all my life have I met a woman as impudent since...' Remembering back to the night when he had at long last consummated weeks of burning desires with the blue haired vixen off to his right though, suddenly he started to once more see the girl in the way he first did upon arriving.

Uttering a small grunt if only to acknowledge the last challenging thing she had said to him before looking away, Vegeta turned his attention to the very bluenette whom he'd spent such a lustful and defiant night of love making with, "...Hey! Bulma!..." Calling out her name to her, even she was surprised to hear him say her name instead of 'woman' as he usually called her, although it didn't take the genius very long to figure out why. Probably it was only so he didn't cause confusion since after all he was currently calling Eighteen 'woman', at least until he started addressing her as something less dignified, "...Who is this irritating woman and when is my ship going to be repaired?!..."

The man standing there with his arms crossed over his armored chest at this point, he simply stared at the newly minted mother, the woman just as well more than a little shocked he was even asking her of all people about Eighteen, "...Uhhh...ahhh...oh, yeah...heheheh! Well ya see, Vegeta, that's Eighteen..." The blue haired scientist began, her mighty brain working the entire time, trying to figure out how best to tell the man who this girl was without setting off another battle, "...She's a friend of ours...she came back in time to protect Gohan!-eh..." Freezing mid-sentence when suddenly the saiyan's face went from waiting for an explanation to quite alarmed, Bulma knew she had to say the next part as carefully as possible, she already knew what each of them was capable of.

There was no question of who Vegeta was and what he did to those who dared to oppose his will in any way, shape or form, but at the same time Eighteen… The bluenette's cheeks beginning to turn blue the more she tried to phrase it correctly in her mind, Eighteen was possibly even worse! Already the blonde had attempted to kill Krillin and Yamcha, the latter merely for the crime of being a bit too crass in his pickup lines; there was no telling what she would do when Vegeta opened his dirty mouth! "...You...you see, Vegeta...Eighteen isn't just from the future, she's well..." The nervous head rubbing of her old saiyan friend spreading to her now, even Bulma found herself trying to find the words massaging the back of her skull as she spoke to him, a million scenarios shooting through her mind with none of them being good for her.

The look on Vegeta's face seeming just as severe as it had been when she first said when the girl was from, the Capsule Corp. heiress was just starting to think of the safest way to put it when...Goku decided to 'rescue' her from the conversation, "Eighteen's an android from the future, Vegeta!..." The Son man figuring to jump in at the worst possible time, Bulma cringed in a mix of fear and anger as he stepped up to her while he called over to his fellow saiyan, "...She's very nice, just be careful though, she gets really mad when you ask her on a date!..." Vegeta's eyes widening to the size of dinner plates at first, he was gritting his teeth as he slowly turned his gaze back to that woman who had destroyed his ship and insulted his pride, Goku's final recommendation hitting just when the pair's eyes met, "...Not 'Bulma' mad, but still pretty scary!..."

Ignoring the belated yelp of pain coming from his arch rival as said bluenette bopped him a new one, Vegeta got the picture, his alarmed expression meeting the blonde's cool smirk though, he quickly reformed into his usual scowl, '...Ah, so that's what she is then...that explains why I can't sense even awoman's worth of energy from her...' His lips slowly turning up into a side smirk, the saiyan started to chuckle a little when he looked at the android, now that her secret was out, to say that he had a plethora of ammunition to toss back at her was an understatement, "...So you're an android then, huh?..." He grinned, dark eyes running up and down the cool, calm female's body, giving her both the feeling that he was checking her out as well as looking down on her at the same time, "...Heh...not at all what I was expecting to be honest..."

Watching him as he slowly shook his head back and forth before closing his eyes again, that wide all knowing smirk of his plastered across his face, Eighteen rose an eyebrow in response, "...Oh? And what were you expecting, your highness?..." She asked without really much care, beyond of course her small jab at his royal upbringing, instead the blonde was busy going through her multitude of files on him, the folder being at least three times bigger than Yamcha's although she was still questioning just why at this point, some of the details Bulma mentioned about him were quite...amazing, "...Two tin cans and a few cardboard boxes covered in gray paint?..." Shaking some of that beautiful hair of hers out of her eyes she kept her arms lowered by her sides, clenching her fists for when this inevitably got violent.

"...Heh...well at least you were right about the two tin cans...although I admit I didn't think they'd look so ridiculous..." Holding his hands up with a sigh, Vegeta reopened his eyes again, those dark orbs falling directly on her now with a look of smugness that would make anyone's blood boil, "...That is if you're indeed a combat android...but to me sexbot seems much more your model..." Grinning at the way she was frowning at him now he knew he'd hit a sore spot on the machine woman, and despite his outer calmness now he was still pretty pissed about his ship being a pile of scrap metal now, "...Oh? Did I strike a nerv, Sexbot?..." He asked her, that smirk of his only growing by the second with each time he repeated the nickname he'd made for her, relishing the way she appeared to be fuming at it, "...Why...I am so sorry about that...are you really an android designed for battle after all?..."

Holding his breath for a few moments as if he ever had a genuine concern for her feelings in all of this, Vegeta at last let it back out, the man continuing his little charade just to mock her further, "...I just didn't realize..." Smirking that much more at how she was reacting, the blonde's cool exterior for the most part blocking off just how angry she was on the inside save for the way her small fists shook at her sides. The observant man catching onto that little giveaway though, he twisted his finger right into that wide open wound of hers, "...Because when I was a kid none of my combat robots had a pair of big plastic tits tacked onto their chests—"

BLUUUUOOOOISH!

Everyone's eyes nearly popping out of their heads at what happened, it was only after Vegeta was sent hurtling back through the Earth, his body grating into the ground creating a long scar in the grass before he impacted a tree that they knew what had happened. The dust starting to clear, Eighteen was standing right where Vegeta had been, her right fist outstretched in front of her where it had moments ago connected with the smug man's jaw, "...Well then maybe that explains a lot about you than it does me..." She said, her more curvy figure standing back up straight again as she spoke, watching the tree line for where she knew he was about to burst out from, "...If you had then you'd actually know what a one hundred percent real woman looks like..." Smirking at the many connotations she was implying towards the saiyan male, Eighteen decided to ignore the joyful cheer come from Yamcha in the distance, he managed to pick out the juicy little detail about her body she'd just confirmed.

A gentle gust of air rushing across the plains of grass behind the main Capsule Corp. dome now, things seemed to be calming down...until just as she predicted Vegeta exploded out from the woods in a blast of bright bluish clear energy! "...You fucking woman! I'll show you!-Agh!..." The man rocketing towards her at light speed, the two lunged forward, their fists connecting in a surge of ki that sent shockwaves throughout the area, "...You...you dare mock a saiyan prince's ability to conquer wenches?..." He asked, all of that smugness having been wiped away with her singular punch before, now it was replaced by seething rage, it was almost as if neither of them enjoyed having their ego's insulted.

"...I have destroyed entire solar systems...I take down whole civilizations just because I feel like it!..." Struggling to force her fist back, Eighteen remained right where she was, her right arm out resisting the energy flaring up around him, her own body meanwhile appearing to generate nothing and only act as an immovable object to his unstoppable force, "...Any woman I want happily spreads her legs for me at the slightest sign of my interest!..." The others turning their gaze to their staple blue haired woman at that declaration, she simply stood there blushing away, the bright red cloud covering her cheeks telling a little more of that story than they needed to know, "...I have conquered countless broads in my time, ravished dozens of princesses..." Gritting his teeth together at the more energy he was putting into this clash he was having with the android, the unwavering expression on her face was starting to get to him.

The way those blank light almost crystal blue eyes of hers stared back at him, she was listening, but at the same time it didn't show, and neither was the effort she was putting into their fight, "...If you think that I am going to do anything other than shrug at a machine with a big pair of tits then you are sadly mistaken..." A long vein appearing to pulse along the side of the man's forehead the longer this went on for, he was putting way more ki into this exchange than he had expected, she was strong, very strong, but still, there was no way he'd ever back down, especially to a woman! "...That bozo over there might be pathetic enough, but I've fucked too many women to have my prowess questioned by a cheap...knockoff!..."

Forcing his fist all the way to the left, in a flash of energy, Vegeta sent another punch straight into the android's stomach! The white glove of his hand forcing her up off of her feet, he jumped up, spinning around before delivering a devastating side kick to her round hip, the impact of it sending her rocketing into the sky! "...Heheh, you're not getting away that easily..." He grinned, the saiyan prince blasting up after her, Gohan ran off to follow him, the boy only being stopped when he felt a green hand press down on his shoulder. Looking up, all he saw was Piccolo slowly shaking his head at him, there was no more need for words than there was a need to get involved in the fight. Eighteen could handle herself at the very least, the last thing he knew she needed was Gohan jumping in to get in the way.

That wide grin still planted on Vegeta's face as he flew through the air after her, in no time at all he had caught up to the buxom android, "...Awww, still hurting after that last hit?..." His complete lack of empathy showing through even while he was asking that question, the man wasted no time in continuing his assault on the woman, "...Well then you're really not going to like...THIS!..." Ki flaring up around him, suddenly he was right on her, punch after punch being delivered right on target to beat the woman into a battered pulp before she could even start to fight back.

Vegeta kept landing blows onto the stunned android, his countless hits battering and bruising her wherever he struck, "...C'mon, nothing to say to me now?..." Grinning all the more at her lack of a reply, he kept at it, his thick fists sinking into her soft skin, he bashed her arm against her side before knocking her head sideways, the never ending fusillade of attacks only coming to a close as he rose his foot up above her only to smash it into her stomach, sending her hurtling down towards the ground where she crashed in a massive explosion of dust!

Floating up above where she had made contact with the Earth again, he grinned at the plume of dust and debris below him, "...Hmmph! And here I was expecting something a little more..." Descending at an unexciting pace, he set down not far from the edge of her crater, the mighty saiyan proudly crossing his arms over one another in victory, "...I guess that's even more proof that a real woman is better than a synthetic one..." His maniacal smirk only getting larger when he saw the look of outrage spread on the faces of the Z Warriors across from him, the saiyan prince found Gohan's in particular to be especially hilarious, "...Something wrong, boy, you look like someone's died..." Chuckling to himself, he kept his gaze on him, the son of Goku's rage only building up even more while Piccolo found himself beginning to struggle to hold him back from attacking the stronger foe.

"You...you hurt...Eighteen...how could you?!..." Small tears starting to form in the corners of his eyes, Gohan knew he couldn't sense the blonde's energy anyway, but the fact that she still hadn't gotten up or had even tried to fight back throughout all of that was tearing away at him, "...You...she didn't deserve that...she was just standing up to you..." His small arms shaking with absolute rage, there was nothing on the planet he wanted more than to beat the smug alien's face in for what he'd done! His ki starting to flare up around him like a burning aura of vengeance, Piccolo strained to keep him where he was, veins appearing in the Namek's green skin the more effort he had to put in to holding him back, "...You didn't have to do all of that...you didn't have to hurt her so much..."

Gritting his teeth together the anger was starting to consume him, Piccolo feeling panic starting to set in, he quickly turned back to the boy's father, Goku too looking just as concerned as he felt, "...I know we only just met...but she's my friend..." Small trails of blood trickling down from where his fingernails were cutting into the palms of his hands with how tightly his fists were becoming, Gohan looked the unstoppable saiyan right in the eye, their dark orbs meeting with ones alight with raging fire, "...I won't forgive you for what you did to her..."

Piccolo now having to grip both of the young man's shoulders with everything he had, even then he could feel Gohan's power starting to overwhelm him as it shattered barrier after barrier, "...You hear me!? I WON'T EVER FORGIVE YOU!" His aura flaring around him, in an instant he broke free from his former master, the boy soaring towards the monster with everything he had! He was going to make him pay for what he'd done...he was going to beat him into dust! His outstretched fist ready to sink into the bastard's face, the boy suddenly came to a grinding halt as he felt it be covered up by a much softer pale hand.

"...You can relax, Gohan..." The words reaching his ears, it was not what they were saying that made him stop, his aura dissipating in a matter of mere moments as he looked up at the figure standing between him and Vegeta, "...I'm fine..." But rather, it was the voice that was saying them that made him stop everything, the boy looking up, there she was, her clothes battered and with several scuffs on her arms and legs, but still...she was okay...Eighteen was okay! A wide, happy smile of relief spreading across his cheeks, the others all gave a sigh of relief, both in that the android girl was alright, and that Gohan had been kept from getting into a one on one fight with Vegeta of all people.

The blonde placing herself between the two men, she held Gohan's hand in hers, their outstretched arms keeping them a couple feet apart, while at the same time her face was less than a foot from the rotten saiyan's, "...But now you're going to get back..." Her gaze never once turning to meet with her protectee's she kept her eyes locked on Vegeta, before he was simply an upstart to her, but now he was a threat to Gohan, and that meant he needed to be at least temporarily taken out of commission, "...I don't need you in the way while I deal with him..." She said, her voice once more as plain and emotionless as it had been before, the blonde's silky hair blowing across her unfazed eyes as the breeze picked up again.

Gohan nodding at her, she let go of his hand, the boy quickly jumping back to rejoin the others, Bulma more than anyone rushing over to hug him against her, the woman relieved that nothing had happened to him after all of that, "...So...you're going to deal with me, huh?..." Grinning once again as he looked the android over, Vegeta was starting to admit that despite supposedly being a machine, the woman was a lot more appealing than he originally thought, "...Any particular way that you plan on doing that?..." Asking that question, he had a few ideas, as he was punching her arms and stomach he'd gotten a good feel for what exactly she was, the woman surely had some upgrades, but even through his gloves he knew a natural woman when he felt one, "...Maybe a kiss...or...heheh..." Smirking at her, the blonde's skin was far too soft to be anything made in a lab to cover a mechanical skeleton, it was also too spongy to be synthetic.

Letting his eyes wander over her, this, Eighteen character was really starting to become quite appealing to him, although any final decision on her attractiveness would have to wait for how much of a beating she could take before surrendering, "...Perhaps you'll flash me those over sized implants your mad scientist father decided to stick in you for some reason..." He grinned, enjoying all the more her reaction as she started to blush a little at that comment. Truth be told there was no way the saiyan male would ever seriously question her body at this point, the blonde's huge breasts had bounced around way too much while he was hitting her to be anything other than one hundred percent natural, "...Or maybe a lap dance? I'm sure with a body like yours, you know how take care of men the right way..." Chuckling that much more at his own little jokes, Eighteen was starting to seriously scowl now, her teeth gritting together in anger.

"...Whichever works for me really...not that I'm at all interested..." Relishing the way she was staring daggers at him, along with Bulma over on the sidelines, this was what turned him on in a woman, fight. Saiyan women back on Planet Vegeta were some of the scrappiest people he'd ever met, they were fiery and combative, '...She is more like saiyan female than even that Bulma woman and her big mouth is...' He thought, recalling how one in particular that he saw one late night being wooed by a lower class saiyan in the halls of his castle. She had yelled at him, she had hit him, insulted him, but in the end they still ended up in a heap on the floor, the pair of them passionately making out as the stronger male ripped the clothes from her body, '...Strong willed...and even stronger in her physical prowess...' The attack he'd made on the blonde earlier was no laughing matter, he guessed it would have been enough to pummel Kakarot pretty badly and yet here she was not even panting.

It made him wonder...what would it take to truly get this android girl hot and angry?… '...A woman worthy of mating for life has to be able to challenge her husband at every opportunity to keep him always at his best...' The words of wisdom his father, King Vegeta had once said echoing in his mind, he had seen that in that one dark night in the hallways of his childhood castle. The warrior's green armor plates clattering down onto the floor as he hefted the female up against the wall. Staring the blonde android in the eye now he recalled the look of defiance plastered across the female's face perfectly, pleasure etched into it even as her short black hair wavered over her eyes as she growled at the male, still resisting him, but clearly only to make him work harder to conquer her. '...A true saiyan woman makes everything a battle...even sex...'

That breeze still blowing between them, he was starting to see the android for the jaw droppingly attractive female that she was, although not quite in the same way Yamcha was constantly nearly getting killed for. That angry, defiant look on her face, tinted with a slight shading of pink still making him recall that scene in the halls of Planet Vegeta, all he could think of was the female saiyan's perky breasts bouncing up and down after the male had succeeded in stripping her naked. Exposing her body for anyone who happened by to witness, publicly displaying her nudity like that was yet another show of dominance on his part, another punch in the battle that sex was for his kind. Watching as he thrust his thick cock between her open thighs, the female's legs wrapping around his waist just as her tail held his leg, her pink and black armor scattered across the ground, it and the male's green set being kicked around as they swapped sides, her body smashed against the hard walls while he continued to fuck her senseless.

'...Even the lower classes had the same desires...the same lust for strength that father spoke of...' Vegeta thought, the memory of that couple whom he later discovered were squad mates taking their passions to the next stage in the dead of night in the most public of places, '...The inborn need for a strong mate...' Indeed those two were gone now though, but what they had done with their mighty prince watching throughout the entire exchange would never be forgotten. Even with how obvious it was the two of them both wanted to make hot love all night long, never did they stop fighting. Relieved that he was not one to blush easily, Vegeta closed off that memory with the last he saw of them, the female squealing in pleasure as the male grunted happily.

Even with the deed over he had still held her to the wall, her back bruised from when he'd repeatedly slammed her against walls, her skin pink and red from his rough grabbing and squeezing, pale breasts marred with bite marks from his unabashed lust. At the same time the many bleeding scratches covering the male's back told just the same story, his shoulders black and blue despite his tanned hide from her beating him throughout it, there was not an inch of his chest without damage, his black eye, and broken green scouter saying all that needed to be said of how tough the task had been for him. Watching from his position at the end of the hall, Vegeta had that image ingrained in his mind, the female panting against his chest, she quickly slapped him across the face only to once more let out a moan of bliss as a calloused tanned hand wrapped around her pale white breast, kneading her soft globe around until it was as pink as her budding nipple.

There was no tears, no begging for mercy, no cries for help, only grunts of pain and moans of pleasure throughout their entire exchange, the saiyan blinking a couple times, there was no mistaking it, staring straight into Eighteen's eyes this, more than anything else he had ever seen in his life was the closest he'd found to that low class saiyan that dark night, "...So are you going to keep staring; or are you going to back up some of that bravado with some actual strength?..." Her words snapping him out of his reverie, Vegeta was really thankful now he wasn't one to blush easily as he locked eyes with her, the way she challenged him in a coy manner just like that pink armored female had messed with her mate before he witnessed him strip her naked, "...Because if you're not...then this is going to be over very quickly..."

His eyes opening wide open, Vegeta reacted just in time to stop the punch coming at him from sending him into the next city! A grunt of effort leaving his lips, the saiyan prince held on as she then delivered another to the bottom corner of his abdomen, struggling to block that one just in time, in a flash they were exchanging blows at full speed! Their bodies flying up into the air, their movements were almost too fast to keep track of for the people watching on the ground save for Goku, Gohan, and Piccolo though.

Vegeta doing what he could to hold off her assault, blocking numerous punches and chops from the blonde, at last she imprinted her heel into the side of his armor, sinking her foot deep into him, there was no amount of padding that could save him from feeling that! Gasping for air at the pain shooting through his side, Vegeta was left vulnerable as Eighteen sank her fist into his stomach, her hair blowing around in the air as the man was bent forward, she drew back, only to thrust her left knee straight up into his face, the force knocking him backward in the air!

Pain coursing throughout his being now, from the throbbing pain in his side to the blunt force impact on his face, Vegeta flipped back in the air, trying to right himself before she hit him again, but it was too late. Catching up just as he leveled out, Eighteen laid into him, battering him around the sky like a cat with a mouse, she delivered blow after heavy blow to him, each one sending him hurtling back before she hit him again! "...Anything...to say...now?!..." She asked between punches, her left fist digging into the side of his collar bone, she knew she'd broken the bone when he let out a yelp of pain, his head turning up to look at her only for the blonde to punch it back again like a punching bag, the girl never wincing at the pain she was inflicting.

For Vegeta though as excruciating as all this was for him, it was only making him become more and more interested in the feisty android. Sure Bulma had been a handful in more ways than one, but she could never oppose him on a physical level, she had a saiyan female's mouth, but not her strength. So as pleasurable as fucking her quiet was, sex was supposed to be another form of fighting for saiyans and if it wasn't it lacked a good part of the appeal. This woman though, this, Eighteen, she had it all, round womanly hips, short, golden hair befitting someone of his recent achievement in power, huge natural breasts that admittedly were attracting him more and more every time they jiggled around when she hit him, an unwavering attitude, and best of all the strength to make any attempt on her one as trying to succeed in as defeating a great foe, and all the more pleasurable once she was a beaten, happily mewling mess in the hallway.

Gritting his teeth together in pain, as much as this had started as a battle between two people who didn't put up with any bullshit getting on each other's wrong sides, now it was different, now as far as the saiyan male was concerned, it was a first date. That expression of pain forming up into a grin now, Vegeta darted away from her next attack, the man landing back on the ground again, he smirked, pumping his fists out by his sides as he collected his ki around him, "...Oh, I've got something to say, alright...and by the time I'm done speaking you won't even have a breath left in your body...AHHHHHH!" Energy surging around him, the others recoiled in fear, even Piccolo flinching as he felt a familiar kind of power flaring up around the prince, he shook his head wishing it wasn't true.

But taking one quick look at Goku though, he knew straight away from the saiyan's intense expression that he was sadly correct, "...Prepare yourself, woman...For now it's time you see what a real man's made of!..." The wind around him spiraling up towards the sky, Eighteen merely waited up there, her face unchanging despite her power readings for him flying up higher and higher as they steadily exceeded what she recorded of him before his death in the future, "...Behold!...What you have all always feared...the legend itself...I...Vegeta...am a SUPER SAIYAN!..." His eyes turning from dark to white in an instant, a flash of yellow overtook him, his energy changing completely as it shot through the roof, slowly the man's eyes started to reappear, only this time a bright shade of green. His hair changing colors as well, with an explosion of power it changed from black to gold, the saiyan's very being seemingly transforming once the influx of power leveled out.

Standing there looking straight up in the sky at his opponent, there was no mistaking the confidence he felt coursing through him, his body slowly lifting back up again, Vegeta faced his now fellow blonde head on, waiting for her to say something, "...Well...don't you have anything to say now?..." He grinned, happy to throw her words back at her now that he had the upper hand, maybe this would be a productive first date after all, just because it was their first didn't mean he could round all of her bases. Oh how delightful that would be, defeating her before stripping the buxom woman in front of her friends and having his way with her, the truest form of saiyan sex there was, "...Or are you just so giddy at seeing a real man for the first time you've wet yourself?..."

That smirk of his digging into her now, he quickly got his answer, and to say that he found it breathtaking was an understatement, spit flying out of his mouth, all he could see was her fist as it sunk into his chest, knocking the air straight out of him while she spoke, "...No...but I think you're almost there..." Her smile turning up as she withdrew her hand, the blonde stopped only when white gloved fingers wrapped around her wrist, the girl looking up just in time, she managed to block the blow coming to the side of her head with her other arm, the pair holding each other steady for a few moments. Gritting her teeth together just as he was, Eighteen could tell he wasn't holding back now, so she figured, she may as well let loose a little bit more, "...But if you want me to...you're going to have to give it all you've got..."

Both of them suddenly jumping back away from one another, a pause passed over the combatants before they were back at it again, zooming across the sky, only the impacts of their blows were visible to all, but a select few of those observing below. What was just clear shockwaves revealed to be punches and kicks, blocks and successful attacks one after another. Vegeta burying his palm in her shoulder he wheeled back as she kicked into the top of his outer thigh, the man recoiling a little, he relished this pain! A small trail of blood leaking down from his nose from where she had earlier kneed him in the face, this was everything he had dreamed of since that night he'd witnessed in the hallway! A beautiful female giving it her all to both protect her honor as well as test her potential mate to the fullest, every punch another question of is he worthy of mating with her, truly there was nothing more exciting sexually and physically than fighting a woman!

Gasping in shock as she delivered another destructive blow to his torso, Vegeta felt two or his ribs shatter with that hit, his powers starting to falter, he swallowed the pain, and raising his right arm up he landed his elbow right on the top of her blonde head, sending her spiraling down back into the ground again, "...Agh...ahhh...ahhh...arhhh..." The mere act of breathing causing him just as much pain as that attack she'd delivered to his chest, Vegeta panted, the man struggling just to keep himself in the air after that ferocious exchange, "...That...that was..." Feeling his stamina starting to fail him, this was the first time he had gotten to try out this new super saiyan form of his, so it was little wonder he was having a hard time maintaining it after a fight like that.

Slowly starting to descend from the sky again, he was just about to utter his last word of victory when once more he found himself staring face to face with the blonde, her vest was damaged, her white shirt was torn down from the neckline and her pants were full of holes, but she still stood there, not a sign of damage on her, "...All you could do...Vegeta?..." His eyebrows shooting up in alarm at just how quickly she had closed the distance between them he was just about to reply when his hair turned back to black, his eyes following it as they lost their green sheen. The two of them standing there like that for a few moments, all that could be heard were the many sighs of relief from the peanut gallery, Bulma and Gohan smiling at each other as the bluenette held him against her happily.

The mighty super saiyan at a complete loss for words, all he could do was stammer at first as the android gently pressed her pointer finger against his lips, the blonde suddenly sparking a small pink orb in front of his eyes, everyone fell back in fear, save for Vegeta who stood there too amazed by what she was doing to react. The orb shaking with energy the longer she held it to his lips, just as her eyebrows started to furrow she paused, a signal beeping within her mind, "...Wha...what the?..." The signal just as quickly disappearing again, it was feint, but she could still feel it, just far too weak to track, the blonde centering herself again, Eighteen let the pink ki ball dissipate before turning around, the android closing her eyes as she swished her hair out of her eyes as she walked away.

Staying there, watching the female make her way back to the buffoons he had only recently had to accept as allies even if the word was applied in the loosest sense. Vegeta felt no shame as he kept his eyes centered on the blonde's round ass in her tight pants, the fabric straining to contain her womanly curves, the man swallowing dryly at how much more appealing she was now, '...So she can even stand toe to toe with a super saiyan...' Unable to decide if he was in awe at her amazing power or reeling from his newly minted super saiyan ego having been damaged so badly, he knew it was only because she was a woman that he could stand this draw, '...At the height of my power she can still fight me...'

The look of shock on his face slowly starting to turn up into a smile, she truly was what a saiyan male looked for in a mate, but for now, '...I'm still too weak to do what he did...' The opening moments of that wild scene of passion breaking into his mind again, he knew he was no where near strong enough to be able to rip her clothes to shreds like that low class saiyan had to his female, '...So I guess that will have to wait for the second date...' He said in his mind, the saiyan prince imagining the indignant look on her face when he would finally tear her shirt right off her body, exposing those huge, honeydew sized breasts that she was so self-conscious of to his hungry gaze, '...Heheh...I bet she'd really try to kick my ass then...' Fantasizing the scene once more, the blonde's silky hair shaking passed her eyes while he yanked off the rest of her clothes, revealing a toned, curvy body, her heavy tits bouncing hypnotically with every attempt she made to continue the fight.

Turning around now as that very girl stopped in front of the others, he paid no attention to the warnings she was telling him, he was sure he knew anyway, and even if he did...there was no reason for him to stick around and discuss it. Smirking as he stared up into the air, Vegeta could feel his excitement at their first date, or as she would say, battle, as it pressed out against his battle suit. The exclamations and gasps shooting up behind him a clear indication that he was correct, the saiyan flew up into the sky, he had a couple stops to make before the next day came. And although that little puffball's tower was where he was headed first to steal some of those senzu beans, Korin, was certainly not the kitty he was thinking about pummeling the most.

Back at Capsule Corp. the sun was starting to set, and as Vegeta took off, Eighteen stood before the Z Warriors, and while her shirt was torn enough to expose the middle of her bra, even the bachelors had their minds far from the gutter, "...Tomorrow's the day; isn't it?..." She asked with an amount of severity that even Piccolo was having some trouble swallowing, the blonde looking across all of them, it was only then that they remembered, through all of the fighting and drama of the past two days it had snuck up on them! "...I can feel it...in the back of my head..." Her intense light blue eyes scanning over all of them, they finally landed on Gohan, the boy still being hugged from behind by the blue haired scientist, "...Get ready, Gohan...Because after tonight Seventeen won't be the only android coming for you..."

A/N: So even Vegeta is getting the hots for the curvy well-endowed android girl then? Not that I blame him at all, even without her feisty personality Eighteen is everything a guy could dream of with the added benefit of that body of hers being natural in all the right places. I really enjoyed writing this chapter and to be honest it annoyed me just as much splitting it in half like I did, but it was important to do that. I wanted to have a chance to show what Trunks is up to in the future and is eventual return, so the fight seemed like the perfect place for added suspense as well as give a few more details about the future characters.

To address some persistent complaints though I figured it would be better to state them in the notes rather than just replying to people. Just to be clear this story IS a GohanxEighteen fanfic, but for the obvious reason that he is only ten I can't exactly have things going as fast as my other stories go. If it were say Bulma and Vegeta, sure he could catch an eyeful of her stepping out of the shower or 'accidentally' cop a feel as he walks by her, but with these two it is much more difficult. Being ten Gohan's feelings for girls aren't at the scale of how teenage boys are at which point EVERY girl they meet is imagined naked. So he's still discovering the joys of checking out girls and what makes them so attractive to his fellow guys.

As the story unfolds he'll obviously get older and with age and those hormones kicking in, there will definitely be a lot more of Eighteen for him to see. It is just at the time being only the of age characters can have the fun. On that note the story as far as Eighteen goes is only Eighteen and Gohan. It's possible to have other characters interested in her without that being the ship of the fic. I am pretty sure every single guy in DBZ has had some thoughts concerning Bulma over the years, but that doesn't mean they'll be together...looking at you, Roshi. So yeah Yamcha or Trunks can ogle Eighteen's melons whenever they see her, but that by no means says that it is a love triangle. Same goes for Bulma...because who doesn't like a little soapy shower yuri between girls?

Now that all of that is out of the way let me get back to my polls. The last one asked which of the girls from Fairy Tail should suffer the same kind of wardrobe malfunctions that Lucy Heartfilia does on a regular basis leaving them either completely naked or at least with their girls bouncing free. It was a tough fight between two girls, who by no coincidence are the top two sexy girls of Fairy Tail alongside Lucy, but in the end Mirajane Strauss beat out her rival Erza Scarlet by a SINGLE vote! Better luck next time, Kagura, who came in third eight votes behind the first place girl. It was close though so in the spirit of fairness and the fact that they were bouncing back and forth about as much as Lucy in any of her outfits, the story will feature both Mirajane AND Erza losing their clothes in the most embarrassing and sexy way possible!

Congratulations to everyone who voted for these two girls and thank you for participating in my poll, it is always fun to see what my readers think and it's just plain entertaining seeing how these random thoughts I have resonate with my fellow fans. So now that we have the old poll taken care of how about a new one? This one is of course a DBZ one since I am trying to tend to both of my favorite series so here we go! The new poll is, 'Which Couple Should Star In The Sequel To Bulma's Gauntlet?' Bulma's Gauntlet was one of my earliest stories and one that really was a hit with many people over the years as well as during its original run. I have long thought about doing a sequel in many different ways, but could never fully decide on which to do. It would be very similar in sexiness and events as the original, just with a different pairing and different circumstances causing the ecchi and eventually full on sex. So please let me know which pairing you'd like to see me do! And as always, if you enjoyed this chapter or the story in general please let me know in a REVIEW as it makes my day! Seeya next time!