Hidden feelings-Part Two
Why did I say yes? I'm so stupid! I'm being emotional! That's not right! Why? Thoughts were running through Vegeta's head after the conversation with Bulma. She asked me if I liked her and I actually told her how I felt! "Arrrrrrgh! These damn feelings! Get them out of my head"! , so much anger made him punch the kitchen counter, leaving a dent the size of a football. Rubbing his forehead in frustration, he sat down at the table his head in his hands.
"I wonder if Kakarotto wants to spar today. Maybe that will help me, heh heh", he said smirking then straightening up in his seat, he got up and went to get ready.
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In Bulma's Studio
"Errrrrrrrrrgh! Why won't this thing work? I must have re-worked this damn piece of junk 20 times! The hell with it. I'll just get Dad to fiddle with it later", said Bulma as she was working non stop on one of the servant robots. Giving up, she decided that a break was necessary. Making her way to the kitchen, she passed Vegeta's room. Taking a peek inside, she saw that no one was in it. Well why not. Since he's not here I might as well take a look around, Bulma thought to herself mischieviously. Wandering to the closet, she immediately noticed that Vegeta had organized the closet. One side had all his tight blue spandex suits and the other side had other bits and pieces including his pink "Bad Boy" shirt.
"Nothing unusal except that the entire room is tidy. I would've expected it to be at least a little messy. But I guess not. Weird".
Touching one of the spandex, she tipped her head in wonderment. Why am I feeling this way for him? I mean, this just isn't...isn't...oh I don't know.
Shaking her head, she walked out and as she came out, she bumped into...
"Oof! Watch it, woman"!
"Oh sorry Vegeta"!, she said sarcastically,"Didn't see you".
Smiling she walked off, wiggling her hips slightly. Turning his head just enough, Vegeta caught a glimpse of her as she sashayed away. Smirking, he went back to the gravity machine. "Weird. Just plain weird", he mumbled to himself.
That Night: 8:00pm
"La la lala la"!, Bulma sand to herself as she came out of the shower. A towel wrapped around her body loosely, she combed out her wet blue hair as it fell across her forehead. Slipping on a very short nightgown that was high above her knees, she went into the bathroom to blow dry her hair. A minute later she came out but as soon as she came out, a strong muscular hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her out towards the body that was connected. Gasping, Bulma struggled but then stopped when she was told to "Shut up, you blasted woman!"
Letting go of her wrist, Vegeta brought his hands up to her shoulders. "Wanna know why I'm here, Bulma"?
He said her name. It almost scared her for some reason. Since he was never polite this was very unusual .
"Yes I would", she said staring at him deeply.
"I-I-I love you", he said with a shaky voice. Leaning in his lips touched hers with so much passion. I want this woman, Vegeta thought. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lifted her and carried her to the bed.
"Do you want to do this"?, he asked as he lowered her down onto the covers.
"You know I do", she said grinning.
Lifting her gown over her head, he started caressing her shoulders with kisses. Murmuring with pleasure, Bulma played with Vegeta's hair. Never had she had this feeling before. It was wonderful. His hands tenderly explored her breasts,giving her the goosebumps. "More", she said in his ear. Snickering, Vegeta said, "You really are something, woman".
It went on for hours throughout the night. Until the next morning. Waking up, Bulma realized that someone else was sleeping beside her. Rolling over, she smiled, her hand massaging his back. A "ummmmm..." told her that he was awake and was enjoying what she was doing. Vegeta turned facing her. Pulling her towards him, he nuzzeled against her neck. Bulma purred.
"Hey sleepyhead", she said sweetly.
"Umpf".
Looking at the clock on the wall told her that it was 9:00am. Wow what a night! Better than Yamcha. It's a good thing I dumped him. I'll be sticking with this guy now. A smile came over her face again. Leaning her head on Vegeta's chest, she went back to sleep.
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Why did I say yes? I'm so stupid! I'm being emotional! That's not right! Why? Thoughts were running through Vegeta's head after the conversation with Bulma. She asked me if I liked her and I actually told her how I felt! "Arrrrrrgh! These damn feelings! Get them out of my head"! , so much anger made him punch the kitchen counter, leaving a dent the size of a football. Rubbing his forehead in frustration, he sat down at the table his head in his hands.
"I wonder if Kakarotto wants to spar today. Maybe that will help me, heh heh", he said smirking then straightening up in his seat, he got up and went to get ready.
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In Bulma's Studio
"Errrrrrrrrrgh! Why won't this thing work? I must have re-worked this damn piece of junk 20 times! The hell with it. I'll just get Dad to fiddle with it later", said Bulma as she was working non stop on one of the servant robots. Giving up, she decided that a break was necessary. Making her way to the kitchen, she passed Vegeta's room. Taking a peek inside, she saw that no one was in it. Well why not. Since he's not here I might as well take a look around, Bulma thought to herself mischieviously. Wandering to the closet, she immediately noticed that Vegeta had organized the closet. One side had all his tight blue spandex suits and the other side had other bits and pieces including his pink "Bad Boy" shirt.
"Nothing unusal except that the entire room is tidy. I would've expected it to be at least a little messy. But I guess not. Weird".
Touching one of the spandex, she tipped her head in wonderment. Why am I feeling this way for him? I mean, this just isn't...isn't...oh I don't know.
Shaking her head, she walked out and as she came out, she bumped into...
"Oof! Watch it, woman"!
"Oh sorry Vegeta"!, she said sarcastically,"Didn't see you".
Smiling she walked off, wiggling her hips slightly. Turning his head just enough, Vegeta caught a glimpse of her as she sashayed away. Smirking, he went back to the gravity machine. "Weird. Just plain weird", he mumbled to himself.
That Night: 8:00pm
"La la lala la"!, Bulma sand to herself as she came out of the shower. A towel wrapped around her body loosely, she combed out her wet blue hair as it fell across her forehead. Slipping on a very short nightgown that was high above her knees, she went into the bathroom to blow dry her hair. A minute later she came out but as soon as she came out, a strong muscular hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her out towards the body that was connected. Gasping, Bulma struggled but then stopped when she was told to "Shut up, you blasted woman!"
Letting go of her wrist, Vegeta brought his hands up to her shoulders. "Wanna know why I'm here, Bulma"?
He said her name. It almost scared her for some reason. Since he was never polite this was very unusual .
"Yes I would", she said staring at him deeply.
"I-I-I love you", he said with a shaky voice. Leaning in his lips touched hers with so much passion. I want this woman, Vegeta thought. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lifted her and carried her to the bed.
"Do you want to do this"?, he asked as he lowered her down onto the covers.
"You know I do", she said grinning.
Lifting her gown over her head, he started caressing her shoulders with kisses. Murmuring with pleasure, Bulma played with Vegeta's hair. Never had she had this feeling before. It was wonderful. His hands tenderly explored her breasts,giving her the goosebumps. "More", she said in his ear. Snickering, Vegeta said, "You really are something, woman".
It went on for hours throughout the night. Until the next morning. Waking up, Bulma realized that someone else was sleeping beside her. Rolling over, she smiled, her hand massaging his back. A "ummmmm..." told her that he was awake and was enjoying what she was doing. Vegeta turned facing her. Pulling her towards him, he nuzzeled against her neck. Bulma purred.
"Hey sleepyhead", she said sweetly.
"Umpf".
Looking at the clock on the wall told her that it was 9:00am. Wow what a night! Better than Yamcha. It's a good thing I dumped him. I'll be sticking with this guy now. A smile came over her face again. Leaning her head on Vegeta's chest, she went back to sleep.
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