Disclaimer: I stopped wishing upon a shooting star for DBZ to be mine! -.-
I also don't own Chick-fil-a restturaunts. O.O
A/N: Everyone are boxers!?
Chapter 4:
Shudders and Groans
Bulma scurried home, smiling with glee, almost tripping over her own heels in happiness.
"I knew he couldn't resist me for long. A challenge well cracked!" Bulma applauded herself.
Bulma patted her back happily and ran up her stairs, she went to her room, to her closet, and pulled out her suitcase. Her duffel bag wouldn't be enough for tonight and tommorow. Bulma went to her closet again, fliging clothes over her shoulder and onto the floor.
"Okay, I need my cd player, sweat pants, spandex pants, if I wanna make his head spin, sweat shirt in case it gets cold, 3 t-shirts, 3 pairs of shorts, 3 socks, 5 pairs of panties, 1 thong *giggle* 5 bras, sleep wear, pencils, paper, tape recorder, camera, hmmm....., what else? Oh yeah!"
Bulma went to her dresser and grabbed a skirt and a blouse. She'd need it when her interview with Vegeta was over.
"Well, that looks like it all!" Bulma piled everything in.
Realising that it wouldn't work, she took her mother's advice and folded everything and then closed the suitcase. Bulma then zoomed to her bathroom to get what she needed.
"Okay, my tooth brush, tooth paste, perfume, fruit coconut shower gel, my scrubby thingy, some pads *growl*, and my lipstick, that shoudl cover everything now!"
Bulma came out and placed her toiletries in the pockets on the side of her suitcase. satisfied that her packing was complete, Bulma lugged her suitcase downstairs, but dropped it when the phone rang. Growling in irritation, Bulma zoomed to the kitchen and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Bulma dear!"
"Hey dad."
"Hiya princess, I called to see if you had any luck with 'Vegeta Prince of all Saiya-jins'?"
"Actually, it's our lucky day. I'm heading over to his house right now for the interview and surveilance training!"
"That's marvelous dear! I knew I could depend on you! Bye dear"
"Bye dad"
Bulma hung up the phone, releasing a sigh. She wiped the thin layer of sweat off her brow and walked up to the suit case once more and lugged it outside and into her car. Bulma ran back into her home and looked around one last time before grabbing her purse and keys and heading for her car.
~ Vegeta's house ~
Vegeta was doing sit ups, he was headed for his 500th so far. He felt Bulma's ki approaching and grinned.
*This will prove to be a pleasent evening* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta waited, but the doorbell did not ring, nor was there a knock at the door. Vegeta's eyebrow arched. A few more minutes passed by and Vegeta grew curious. Vegeta stood up, grabbed his towel and walked to the door, he opened it and pushed his head out. He frowned, Bulma was leaned up against her car, with a smug smile on her face.
"Bout' time you came out!"
"What is it woman?"
"I can't lug my bag i without a little help" Bulma said innocently.
Vegeta growled, stomped down his steps and grabbed her suitcase without flinching and marched back up the steps. Bulma was right behind him when Bulma turned to see a little chubby lady running after him.
"Evening Vegeta-san!"
Vegeta shrugged and placed a actual kind smile on his face.
"Hello Maria-san"
Bulma's eye boggled.
*Unbelievable! The dork can be polite and a gentleman* Bulma thought.
"I have some apricots and figs for you."
"You didn't need to" Vegeta tried to say.
"Nonsense! A young man such as yourself needs something sweet every once in a while....well, who's your lady friend?"
Vegeta growled softly.
"Oh, I'm Bulma Briefs"
"You're such a pretty little thing! Vegeta, she's definantly a keeper!" Miss Maria screamed.
"Sorry to diaapoint you, but I'm here with Vegeta on bussiness" Bulma cleared up.
"Such a shame. I can already imagine the kiddies you both could make running around here! *sigh* There need to be more younger people around here Vegeta! Settle down!"
Both Bulma and Vegeta blushed a deep crimson.
*Kids with him? No way!* Bulma thought.
*Assisting that woman spawing a brat!? Not in this life time!* Vegeta thought.
Miss Maria waved farewell and went across the street to her home. Vegeta grunted and walked inside the house, followed by Bulma. Bulma closed the door behind her, taking in her surroundings. The place was well furnished, for a guy who's job was simply training.
"Where will I sleep?" Bulma asked.
"Sleeping on the floor would be appropriate, but i guess a room will have to do"
"You're damn right!" Bulma barked. "What happened to the kind gentleman I just saw just a few moments ago?"
"I only do that to be on friendly terms with my *shudder* female neighbors. They adore me, give me things, and always compliment me on being a 'nice man', or brining up making brats! Like I have time for *shudder* children" vegeta yelled.
"Chill out! Just show me the room okay?"
Vegeta growled and walked up some stairs and down a hall.
"Here"
The room had a bed and a small dresser, nothing else.
"Well aren't you going to give me a tour?" Bulma asked impatiently.
"Like you need a tour!" Vegeta yelled.
"Well I need to know where the bathroom is, and the kitchen cause I may cook something, and I "
"OKAY!" Vegeta screamed.
"Geeez! Shut up!" Bulma yelled back.
There was a moment of silence before Vegeta grunted and walked away.
"Hey, what about my tour?"
"Are you coming or what?" Vegeta asked.
Bulma quickly followed Vegeta.
~ 20 munites later ~
"I'm impressed."
Vegeta grunted.
Bulma had seen all over Vegeta's home. His home had 4 levels, it was a old house, in a old neighborhood, with curious old women on both sides. Ignoring the atmosphere, their was the basement, the main level, the upper level, then his training floor. His training floor grabbed Bulma's attention the most. No rooms, just a blank matted floor.
Some plants lined the walls, other equipment scattered in corners, and a part of the ceiling was a glass door/window, that would open and take you to the roof. With the moonlight seeping through the glass, the room looked great, and slightly romantic.
Bulma dismissed herself and went to her makeshift room and gathered her 'scrubby thingy', her shower gel, panties, and a large t-shirt and a pair of flannel shorts.
Bulma now wanted to check out that huge tub of Vegeta's. She wanted a nice bubble bath and scrub down before heading for bed. She needed to be refreshed for the next day. Bulma bundled her things together and walked to Vegeta's bathroom. Flipping on the switch, Bulma placed her things beside the tub and turned the water on nice and hot. She looked up and ran to her room and retrived her cd player.
She ran back, closed the door, neglecting to lock it, undressed and slipped in the hot water. Bulma poured the shower gel into the water and on her body and began to clean herself, using her 'scrubby thingy' occasionally. Satisfied that she was clean, Bulma leaned back, grabbed her headphones and listened to some Megumi Hayashibara 'Tamashii No Rufuran'.
Bulma was smiling, she was in bliss. On the other side of the bathroom door, a naked Vegeta stood there, ready to open the door and take a quick shower and go to bed, still smiling with glee at the hell he;d put the woman through. He was so distracted he didn't feel her calm ki inside. He opened the door and looked to his left and saw a flash of blue. He immediately stopped and gulped. All the suds of soap were covering all they could, only giving Vegeta a view her leg thrown over the other and the top of her creamy breasts, heavign softly with every breath she took.
*cough*
Bulma shot up and saw Vegeta. Her initial reaction was to scream, but instead she covered her chest and frowned.
"YOU PERVE! HOW DARE YOU SPY ON ME!"
"SPY! THIS IS MY BATHROOM! WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO SEE YOUR HIDEOUS BODY?"
Big mistake.
"Hideous Body? I'll show you a hideous body bucko!"
Bulma stood up, the suds of soap gliding down her skin and onto the floor. Vegeta's eyes were as wide as saucers.
Bulma relished in Vegeta's silence.
"dork" Bulma scoffed. "Like what you see?"
Vegeta growled, pushed Bulma out of the bathroom and slammed the door, making her wince. Bulma shrugged and was about to run off when she realised tow things.
1.) She left her belongings including her panties.
2.) Vegeta was naked.
That's where the bluch crept up on her face.
*Damn, and I didn't even get a chance to see it Bulma thought in a upset way.
"WOMAN!"
"What now?" Bulma groaned.
The door opened, showign a angry and still naked Vegeta. bulma glanced down.
*WOAH!* Bulma thought.
"Take your crap with you!"
Vegeta through all of Bulma's belongings at her, including her cd player. Bulma luckily catched the cd player, moving rapidly making her chest bounce freely. Vegeta observed and chuckled.
"BASTARD!"
So I didn't show you Vegeta's schedule. I thought I'd do Bulma and Vegeta setteling in their first night. Funny huh? ^o^ LOL!
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A/N: Everyone are boxers!?
Chapter 4:
Shudders and Groans
Bulma scurried home, smiling with glee, almost tripping over her own heels in happiness.
"I knew he couldn't resist me for long. A challenge well cracked!" Bulma applauded herself.
Bulma patted her back happily and ran up her stairs, she went to her room, to her closet, and pulled out her suitcase. Her duffel bag wouldn't be enough for tonight and tommorow. Bulma went to her closet again, fliging clothes over her shoulder and onto the floor.
"Okay, I need my cd player, sweat pants, spandex pants, if I wanna make his head spin, sweat shirt in case it gets cold, 3 t-shirts, 3 pairs of shorts, 3 socks, 5 pairs of panties, 1 thong *giggle* 5 bras, sleep wear, pencils, paper, tape recorder, camera, hmmm....., what else? Oh yeah!"
Bulma went to her dresser and grabbed a skirt and a blouse. She'd need it when her interview with Vegeta was over.
"Well, that looks like it all!" Bulma piled everything in.
Realising that it wouldn't work, she took her mother's advice and folded everything and then closed the suitcase. Bulma then zoomed to her bathroom to get what she needed.
"Okay, my tooth brush, tooth paste, perfume, fruit coconut shower gel, my scrubby thingy, some pads *growl*, and my lipstick, that shoudl cover everything now!"
Bulma came out and placed her toiletries in the pockets on the side of her suitcase. satisfied that her packing was complete, Bulma lugged her suitcase downstairs, but dropped it when the phone rang. Growling in irritation, Bulma zoomed to the kitchen and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Bulma dear!"
"Hey dad."
"Hiya princess, I called to see if you had any luck with 'Vegeta Prince of all Saiya-jins'?"
"Actually, it's our lucky day. I'm heading over to his house right now for the interview and surveilance training!"
"That's marvelous dear! I knew I could depend on you! Bye dear"
"Bye dad"
Bulma hung up the phone, releasing a sigh. She wiped the thin layer of sweat off her brow and walked up to the suit case once more and lugged it outside and into her car. Bulma ran back into her home and looked around one last time before grabbing her purse and keys and heading for her car.
~ Vegeta's house ~
Vegeta was doing sit ups, he was headed for his 500th so far. He felt Bulma's ki approaching and grinned.
*This will prove to be a pleasent evening* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta waited, but the doorbell did not ring, nor was there a knock at the door. Vegeta's eyebrow arched. A few more minutes passed by and Vegeta grew curious. Vegeta stood up, grabbed his towel and walked to the door, he opened it and pushed his head out. He frowned, Bulma was leaned up against her car, with a smug smile on her face.
"Bout' time you came out!"
"What is it woman?"
"I can't lug my bag i without a little help" Bulma said innocently.
Vegeta growled, stomped down his steps and grabbed her suitcase without flinching and marched back up the steps. Bulma was right behind him when Bulma turned to see a little chubby lady running after him.
"Evening Vegeta-san!"
Vegeta shrugged and placed a actual kind smile on his face.
"Hello Maria-san"
Bulma's eye boggled.
*Unbelievable! The dork can be polite and a gentleman* Bulma thought.
"I have some apricots and figs for you."
"You didn't need to" Vegeta tried to say.
"Nonsense! A young man such as yourself needs something sweet every once in a while....well, who's your lady friend?"
Vegeta growled softly.
"Oh, I'm Bulma Briefs"
"You're such a pretty little thing! Vegeta, she's definantly a keeper!" Miss Maria screamed.
"Sorry to diaapoint you, but I'm here with Vegeta on bussiness" Bulma cleared up.
"Such a shame. I can already imagine the kiddies you both could make running around here! *sigh* There need to be more younger people around here Vegeta! Settle down!"
Both Bulma and Vegeta blushed a deep crimson.
*Kids with him? No way!* Bulma thought.
*Assisting that woman spawing a brat!? Not in this life time!* Vegeta thought.
Miss Maria waved farewell and went across the street to her home. Vegeta grunted and walked inside the house, followed by Bulma. Bulma closed the door behind her, taking in her surroundings. The place was well furnished, for a guy who's job was simply training.
"Where will I sleep?" Bulma asked.
"Sleeping on the floor would be appropriate, but i guess a room will have to do"
"You're damn right!" Bulma barked. "What happened to the kind gentleman I just saw just a few moments ago?"
"I only do that to be on friendly terms with my *shudder* female neighbors. They adore me, give me things, and always compliment me on being a 'nice man', or brining up making brats! Like I have time for *shudder* children" vegeta yelled.
"Chill out! Just show me the room okay?"
Vegeta growled and walked up some stairs and down a hall.
"Here"
The room had a bed and a small dresser, nothing else.
"Well aren't you going to give me a tour?" Bulma asked impatiently.
"Like you need a tour!" Vegeta yelled.
"Well I need to know where the bathroom is, and the kitchen cause I may cook something, and I "
"OKAY!" Vegeta screamed.
"Geeez! Shut up!" Bulma yelled back.
There was a moment of silence before Vegeta grunted and walked away.
"Hey, what about my tour?"
"Are you coming or what?" Vegeta asked.
Bulma quickly followed Vegeta.
~ 20 munites later ~
"I'm impressed."
Vegeta grunted.
Bulma had seen all over Vegeta's home. His home had 4 levels, it was a old house, in a old neighborhood, with curious old women on both sides. Ignoring the atmosphere, their was the basement, the main level, the upper level, then his training floor. His training floor grabbed Bulma's attention the most. No rooms, just a blank matted floor.
Some plants lined the walls, other equipment scattered in corners, and a part of the ceiling was a glass door/window, that would open and take you to the roof. With the moonlight seeping through the glass, the room looked great, and slightly romantic.
Bulma dismissed herself and went to her makeshift room and gathered her 'scrubby thingy', her shower gel, panties, and a large t-shirt and a pair of flannel shorts.
Bulma now wanted to check out that huge tub of Vegeta's. She wanted a nice bubble bath and scrub down before heading for bed. She needed to be refreshed for the next day. Bulma bundled her things together and walked to Vegeta's bathroom. Flipping on the switch, Bulma placed her things beside the tub and turned the water on nice and hot. She looked up and ran to her room and retrived her cd player.
She ran back, closed the door, neglecting to lock it, undressed and slipped in the hot water. Bulma poured the shower gel into the water and on her body and began to clean herself, using her 'scrubby thingy' occasionally. Satisfied that she was clean, Bulma leaned back, grabbed her headphones and listened to some Megumi Hayashibara 'Tamashii No Rufuran'.
Bulma was smiling, she was in bliss. On the other side of the bathroom door, a naked Vegeta stood there, ready to open the door and take a quick shower and go to bed, still smiling with glee at the hell he;d put the woman through. He was so distracted he didn't feel her calm ki inside. He opened the door and looked to his left and saw a flash of blue. He immediately stopped and gulped. All the suds of soap were covering all they could, only giving Vegeta a view her leg thrown over the other and the top of her creamy breasts, heavign softly with every breath she took.
*cough*
Bulma shot up and saw Vegeta. Her initial reaction was to scream, but instead she covered her chest and frowned.
"YOU PERVE! HOW DARE YOU SPY ON ME!"
"SPY! THIS IS MY BATHROOM! WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO SEE YOUR HIDEOUS BODY?"
Big mistake.
"Hideous Body? I'll show you a hideous body bucko!"
Bulma stood up, the suds of soap gliding down her skin and onto the floor. Vegeta's eyes were as wide as saucers.
Bulma relished in Vegeta's silence.
"dork" Bulma scoffed. "Like what you see?"
Vegeta growled, pushed Bulma out of the bathroom and slammed the door, making her wince. Bulma shrugged and was about to run off when she realised tow things.
1.) She left her belongings including her panties.
2.) Vegeta was naked.
That's where the bluch crept up on her face.
*Damn, and I didn't even get a chance to see it Bulma thought in a upset way.
"WOMAN!"
"What now?" Bulma groaned.
The door opened, showign a angry and still naked Vegeta. bulma glanced down.
*WOAH!* Bulma thought.
"Take your crap with you!"
Vegeta through all of Bulma's belongings at her, including her cd player. Bulma luckily catched the cd player, moving rapidly making her chest bounce freely. Vegeta observed and chuckled.
"BASTARD!"
So I didn't show you Vegeta's schedule. I thought I'd do Bulma and Vegeta setteling in their first night. Funny huh? ^o^ LOL!
Wait till next time. But for now, show you're love for the story and review!
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