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A/N: Tittle says it all!

Chapter 7 of Guilty Pleasures...
What are the odds?

/fb/ means flashback




Vegeta: *I can't believe this! Afraid of my dreams, afraid of what that woman plots against me. A mere woman, that I despise yet I care for. Damn human emotions, what good are they for if they confuse the hell out of you!*

Vegeta slammed his fists on each side of his body.


/fb/ His motions continued but his heart froze. he was now staring into blue sorrow filled eyes. With tears flowing down her face, slowly, but in a saddening way. vegeta looked to the remote on the bedside. He didn't press pause, he pressed slow. /efb/


Vegeta: Yes woman, we are even, but I always have my revenge!

Vegeta threw the sheets over his body. He opened his door, stomped down the hallway and stood at her door.

Vegeta: *There was many a time I enjoyed looking and touching this door, including the events that transpired behind this door*

Vegeta sighed and opened it. Bulma was just getting ready to crawl into bed. She looked up and that smirk creeped back into place.

Bulma: So you dared to return to this room? Ha! You're dumbmer than I thought.

Vegeta: Revenge woman! I demand revenge!

Bulma: Revenge for what? You started this Vegeta! Any emotion, be it friendly, sexual, or love I had for you is gone. Dead, just like our souls. Black and decaying in our sadening hearts. I will never be the same because of what you did to me. You and your primal urges, you stupid monkey!

That was the wrong thing to say.

Vegeta pushed her to the bed and held her neck tightly in his hand. Did he dare to tighten any tighter?

Bulma: Go ahead Vegeta! Be what everyone assumes you are. A cold heartless evil bastard! Infact those aren't assumptions, those are facts!

Vegeta slapped her!

Vegeta: Silence! You had no right!

Bulma: Right! You lost rights when you crossed me! You took something I can never get back. My innocense Vegeta! My virginity. You stole that away from me.

Vegeta never realised that he took her virginity away from her. He hid his questioning well.

Vegeta: You still had no right!

Bulma: Quit the defending Vegeta! Your only mad cause you know what it's like to be Goku's bitch!

Vegeta tightened. Bulma coughed a little and tried to pry Vegeta's hand off.

Vegeta: Your wrong. You are sadly mistaken. I do know what's it like to be used. I was a fancy to Freeza! A mere subject forced to bring him to his pleasres! I was 8 years old! 8 fucking years old! A child prince of a dead planet being raped by his people's killer. As far as I'm considered I died with every single saiya-jin on my planet. I'm dead, and no damn dragonball can revive the life that once filled my heart.

Bulma was crying from frustration. Days had gone by where she wished Vegeta was in front of her to tell him how exactly she felt. Now that he was here, infront of her, more like hovering over her, her words and emotions wouldn't roll off her tounge. She was silenced. Her eyes were clenched.

She was angry. Angry at him for commiting his crime, angry at herself for taking the revenge to far. She was brought back to reality when a tear fell onto her cheek. Vegeta was.... crying.

Bulma: Vegeta?

Vegeta opened his eyes and growled at her.

Vegeta: Bitch!

Vegeta wanted to tighten his grip. But he couldn't. He released his hand from her neck and pounded his hands into the mattress. He pulled at his hair and screamed. Bulma never saw him this...sadended.

Bulma reached her arms out and rubbed her hands up and down his arms. Trying her best to comfort him. Her hands moved to his back and brought him closer to her chest in a embrace, more like hug. He gave up and held Bulma's body as if she were a teddy bear. They cried in the crooks of each other's necks. Saddened by their mistakes and misfortune.


Middle of night...............


Vegeta looked up and realized that his head had bee resting on Bulma's stomach. His arms were wrapped securely around her waist. He looked themselves and noticed that their night clothes were still on. Vegeta looked to the clock. It was 4:50 in the morning. This was the time he would be begin his training. he looked to the window and saw and heard the pitter patter of the rain beating softly against the glass of the window.

Vegeta: *The weather matched our moods*

Vegeta's flame like hair, the tip, brushed against Bulma's nose. Waking her instantly

Bulma: Vegeta?

Vegeta: Woman?

Bulma: We gotta talk.

Bulma sat up and sat beside Vegeta. She scratched her head and covered her mouth when she yawned. Vegeta just stared into outer space.

Bulma: Vegeta?

Vegeta grunted.

Bulma: I'm sorry....for invading your dreams and resurecting memories you wanted to stay buried.

Vegeta's eyes snapped open immediately. He looked into her crystal bue eyes and realized she was being truthful. Bulma coughed lightly.

Vegeta: Thankyou.

Bulma coughed louder.

Vegeta: Fine. *mutters* msory.

Bulma: What was that?! I didn't quite hear what you just said.

Vegeta: *takes big breath* I'm...Sorry.

Bulma: Thankyou. I guess.

Vegeta was about to step off her bed and walk out when bulma held his arm and restrained him from moving.

Bulma: I'm not quite done with you.

Vegeta turned his head to Bulma. Bulma gave him a light pucker on the lips.

Bulma: Now I'm done.

Vegeta's head didn't move back. He inched his way closer to Bulma till his lips were brushing hers.

Bulma: Vegeta?

Vegeta inched closer. Their first passionate kiss and Bulma didn't resist. Bulma wrapped her hands around Vegeta's neck and brought him closer to her. She, this time, didn't have falling into a sadening sleep in mind. vegeta was now hovering over Bulma. He pulled back from her and studied her face.

Vegeta: *What is she up to?*

Bulma: stay with me.

Vegeta was taken aback by her request. He wantedto leave, he was afraid he may hurt her more. Either it be physical of emotional. He stayed. He bit the bullet an stayed. e lowered his lips to hers again and devoired her.

Her lips were sweet and forbidden, he didn't think he deserved to taste such sweetness.

Bulma: Are you okay?

Vegeta kept kissing her face hoping that's what she waned. He was right, but she wanted much more.


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you: Where's the lemon?

MSP: Next chapter.

you: you bitch!

MSP: I know, I take pride in my prefession.

you: Why are you doing this?

MSP: I have to keep the story interesting don't I?

you: well I guess...

MSP: so stop being a wussy and wait!

you: wahhhhh! but I want more.

MSP: I want to be with Vegeta but you see that isn't happening!

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That was the 7th chappie. And like I said the lemon s next chappie! review and wait! Thanx!