Konnichiwa minna!! As I recall I left you all with a bit of cliff hanger.
Well me Sakura_chan is back to save the day!!! Ok, ok, not really.
But I will write another chappie just for you readers, so you know what
happens.
Hope you enjoy and please review!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, but I do own Mr. Bear *holds up stuffed teddy bear* MWAHA HA HA HA!!!! Feel my evil wrath teddy bear. *Laughs nervously and puts down teddy bear* Ok anyway, I don't own The Remedy by Abandoned Pools either.
"Talking" ~Thinking~ / ~Song Lyrics~ *Flash back*
The Remedy
"What the hell do you want onna?" Vegeta yelled at Bulma. "Oh, I just need to rub this tanning oil on my back. You don't want me to burn, do you?" Bulma asked sweetly.
"I don't give a shit if you burn, it's you fault for being so weak and not being able to withstand the sun's rays!" Vegeta told her with annoyance.
"Please Veggie-chan; can't you just do this one thing for me?" Bulma asked with a puppy-dog expression.
"No!" Vegeta yelled in defiance. "I will not degrade myself to you servant, onna! Put it on your back yourself!" Vegeta shouted.
"But I. I. can't reach that far, don't make me cry Veggie, "Bulma said, pretending to hold back a fake sob.
~Why the hell is the onna crying just because I won't put some strange shit on her back? She never cries over such stupid small things. Hmm. I've got it! Maybe she's just faking for attention or something.
Wait a minute that can't be right, why would the baka onna want attention from me? Well, what onna couldn't resist the Prince of Saiyans? ~
"Veeegeettta?" Bulma sang in a sickly sweet voice. "Are you going to rub my back with tanning oil or not?" she asked.
~Maybe rubbing this junk on her could work to my advantage? Who knows maybe I could get her rub some of that damn junk on me, so I can get a free massage. My muscles do ache from all that training. ~
"Fine onna, "Vegeta said with an evil smirk on his face. But if I do this for you, you have to put some on me too, "Vegeta told her, liking the fact that this slave thing would be mutual.
Vegeta grabbed the bottle and squirted some onto her back and purposely began to rub hard.
"Vegeta, come on, I know your powerful but it would it kill you to be more gentle?" Bulma asked him.
"Yes, onna, it would, "but Vegeta did rub a bit more gently.
Bulma on the other hand was enjoying this, once Vegeta began to rub more gently, it felt heavenly. She swore that this felt ten times better than the massages her masseuse gave her. She wondered how relaxing it would feel if Vegeta was giving her a real massage.
"Onna, I'm done, now it's my turn, "Vegeta said with a smirk snapping Bulma out of her thoughts.
"I thought that Saiyans' were all powerful and wouldn't get burnt like a weakling ningen?" Bulma questioned, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"But this junk is tanning oil, and I could use a tan couldn't I, "Vegeta said smirking while flexing his muscles to prove his point.
"Well, yes, the oil does enhance tanning while protecting enough from the sun's harmful rays, but. oh never mind, just lay down so I can do your back, " Bulma said, frustrated that she couldn't convince Vegeta otherwise.
Vegeta complied and was smirking to himself, proud that he got the woman to rub his aching muscles.
He knew that his pride would never actually ask the onna up front for a massage.
As Bulma's small hands rubbed circles over his back, he felt so relaxed as if he had been injected with that numbing drug those humans called "Novocain."
But inside there were hundreds of conflicting emotions. His will power against Bulma's touch was like a lit fuse ready to explode.
~I could use
A shot
Your Novocain
My soul's a fuse
Blows away your name~
Bulma was mind was conflicting with tons of emotions too. On one hand she was enjoying rubbing his skin which was surprisingly soft. She thought it would be rough because he trained so much, and she never saw him actually caring for his skin.
But on the other hand, she wanted to be disgusted, that she liked doing it ~How can I actually enjoy rubbing a cold, ruthless, murders back? ~
Her rational mind answered with, ~Well, you did just break-up with Yamucha, so maybe you're turning to the most attractive guy that just happens to live in your house for attention.~
~Wait a minute, did I just think he was attractive. Kami, I must be losing it~ But before she could engage in a mind battle, she realized that she was done.
"I'm done Vegeta; you can get up now, "Bulma told him.
Vegeta got up from the beach towel, and stalked over to a near-by palm tree for shade. He folded his arms against his chest, plastered his never-ending smirk on his face, and basically struck his normal pose.
Bulma unfolded her beach chair and laid back on it enjoying the sun's rays. She picked up her magazine and began reading it, which of course was called, "Scientific Inventions."
As she flipped through it, she knew she was bound to find an article about one of her inventions in it.
She soon got bored of this (A/N: Yes, readers, Bulma got bored of a science magazine!) and decide to go and test out the water.
I mean that was the point of going to the beach, right? Then she got an even better idea, maybe she could get Vegeta to get in the water with her. He didn't look too happy being with her in the first place, and the least she could do was trying and cheer him up, right?
She walked to the waters edge and yelled to Vegeta, "Vegeta, come over and swim with me." Vegeta looked in Bulma's direction and answered sarcastically, "Why? I'm just having soooo much over by this tree!"
"Vegeta, I know I dragged you here, but the least you could do is make the best of it and have fun. So come on and join me!" Bulma said.
~Why does this onna want me to "swim" with her, she can hardly stand being around me and now she suddenly wants to spend every minute with me. Maybe it's that time of the month again.
*Flashback* "Onna, what the hell is wrong with you?" Vegeta asked as he made his way over to Bulma. She was in a fetal position; clutching her stomach and moaning.
"Nothing you damn bakayarou, just leave me the hell alone!" Bulma screeched at him.
~I ask her what's wrong, and she bites my damn head off. She should be glad that I'm even remotely interested in what's wrong! ~ Vegeta thought.
Suddenly her mood changed and she apologized, "I'm sorry Vegeta, it's just that time of the month."
"Time. of. the. month?" he questioned, wondering what the hell she was talking about. "Ya know, P.M.S., the one week where a woman goes through her menstrual period?" Bulma tried to explain.
"Menstrual what?" Vegeta questioned, a pure look of confusion showed in his features. "I can't believe you don't what that is, "Bulma giggled, and commenced in explaining what she was talking about. She even had the nerve to compare him to Goku, saying she had to explain it to him too. *End Flashback*
That was one memory Vegeta would like to forget, having the onna explain such personal matter to him.
~Wait that can't be it either, she doesn't smell that way. ~ But rather than try and figure it out, he just walked over to her and waded into the water.
"Great, you decided to join me after all!" Bulma said happily.
~Now she's even happier that I'm swimming with her, what the hell is she on? ~ Vegeta his mind asked.
He decided to float on his back, enjoying the cooling feel of the water.
He began to think back to when he first began staying with the Briefs'. He never could figure out why the onna had invited him; one of Earth arch enemies (well was one of Earth's arch enemies) to her home, fully trusting him when she didn't even know his past (well up until this morning anyway).
But as time flew by, he realized he had grown softer because of that baka onna, she had been some sort of remedy on his ruthless persona. She was such a strong-willed person; she even had the gall to stand up to him, the Prince of Saiyans.
And yet, she still tried to pursue a relationship with that baka Yamucha. He could never understand that, no matter how bad Yamucha treated her, she would still take him back, convinced that she loved him.
Even though Vegeta cared nothing for Bulma's love life, he still wanted that weakling to go to hell for all he cared.
Treating any woman with such disrespect was punishable with death on Vegeta- sei. Once you mated with someone, you mated with them for life, never sleeping with another, much like Yamucha had.
~Then you can be the remedy
And I can be the enemy
And he can go and live as nothing
Then you can be the wanna be
And I can be the remedy
And he can go to hell for all I care~
His deep thoughts were interrupted by the onna splashing water on him. "Hey Veggie, you just kind zoned out there for a second, what were you thinking about?" Bulma asked.
"None of your concern just leave me alone, "Vegeta snapped.
"Well excuse me, for just being a bit curious, "Bulma said angrily.
Vegeta then not wanting to have the woman screech in his ear about respect and other pointless things, dove under the water and disappeared.
Bulma was starting to worry, it had been a full minute and Vegeta hadn't surfaced yet.
~What if he drowned? ~
~Don't be silly Bulma, he's Saiyan his ability to hold his breath is probably a lot better than most normal humans~
Her thoughts were abruptly caught off when she felt something grab her legs.
"AHH!" she screamed. "Oh my Kami, it's a shark, or a jellyfish, or something else that could KILL ME!!! Help me! Help me!!"
Bulma screamed as she was convinced she was going die. But her screams were silenced as she was dragged under water by "the creature."
She opened her eyes in the murky depths and realized that it was just Vegeta. And even under water he was smirking at her, enjoying the fact he had just scared the shit out of her.
She tried to shout, "You damn baka!" but all that came out was, "goo bam daka."
This made Vegeta smirk even more. Bulma then began to run out of hair and tried to explain to Vegeta to let her up by pointing to her mouth.
Vegeta understood and instead of letting her up closed his mouth over hers and breathed air into her. (A/N: I've read a couple of stories where Veggie does this and it's so sweet, so I decided to put it in mine.)
Bulma had a shocked look on her face, but then it registered in her mind what he did. ~That wasn't a kiss, baka, ~ she thought ~It was just air, so I can stay underwater, nothing to become paranoid about Bulma ~
Vegeta finally let her up and said with his infamous smirk, "Enjoyed that onna?"
"Oh yes, Vegeta, "Bulma said sarcastically, "I just love begin dragged under water tail less bastards all the time!" " Shut the hell up onna, I was just trying to scare you, no need to scream about it." Vegeta said with annoyance.
"Well you succeeded in the scaring department, you shouldn't do that, I thought it was some strange sea creature trying to kill me." Bulma told him.
But Vegeta didn't hear her, because he was plotting another evil deed to do to her. ~I got it~ he thought triumphantly.
He grabbed Bulma out of the water and levitated about 30 ft. then dropped her at lightening speed.
Bulma hardly had time to realize what was going on, until she was plummeting toward the water.
Her only thought was ~I am going to figure out some damn way to kill that bakayarou!" She landed into the water with a giant splash, when she surfaced she looked up to see the smirking Saiyan pointing and laughing his ass off at her.
She stared at him evilly, and screeched, "I am going to choke you when you come back down here, you bastard! How dare you drop me like that, I could have died!"
Vegeta floated down so he was levitating just about the water. "You're going choke me, huh? I'd like to see you try. And about killing you, it wasn't possible, dropping you from 30 ft wouldn't kill you since you landed in water." He explained.
Vegeta then lowered himself into the water and began floating on his back like he was doing before, completely forgetting that Bulma wanted to "choke" him.
As he began to relax he felt tiny hands squeezing his neck, of course it didn't hurt, but it pissed Vegeta off all the same.
His eyes snapped open and he removed the onna's hands from his neck and gave her a death stare.
"Why the hell did you do that onna, I should kill you for such insolence!" Vegeta yelled at her.
"I told you I was going to choke you, "Bulma told him with a grin even though she knew she had caused him no harm.
"That didn't feel close to choking it felt more like a neck rub, "he told her, it would piss her off knowing that he enjoyed it.
"That wasn't the point, I know I'm weak, but it was supposed to feel at least a bit uncomfortable, "Bulma said with annoyance, pissed that he enjoyed it.
Vegeta just smirked at her, knowing that was all it would take to completely piss her off.
"Damn you Vegeta, at least with Yamucha I could cause him some pain, but you are just.ARGH!" Bulma told him angrily.
"Don't put me and that weakling ningen in the same sentence, onna!" Vegeta said with irritation.
"Well it's true; I could have at least caused some harm to him, because he wasn't too strong." Bulma explained.
"What did you expect me to be as weak as him, not in this lifetime. I could kill that baka with one hand tied behind my back!" Vegeta told her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know, you don't have to get a hernia you know!" Bulma said, exasperated at Vegeta.
But Vegeta wasn't looking at her face; he was looking down toward her chest. Bulma followed his gaze and screamed, "AH! Kami, I didn't know that happened!" At some point during there verbal argument, the top of her bikini had become untied, and now was floating on the water in front of her.
She desperately grabbed at the piece of cloth and tried to put it back on. After fumbling around she finally got it tied behind her neck and adjusted it.
The first that her mouth screamed was, "Hentai!"
"What are you talking about, onna? I am no hentai, what was I supposed to do just ignore it and let you walk around half naked? Though it would be fun to let you walk around like that embarrassing yourself, "he told her with a smirk.
"You could have just told me instead of staring and drooling at my breast!" Bulma yelled at him.
"I was not staring at some ugly baka like you. Would you rather, I poked them instead to let you know?" he asked with a laugh, trying to piss her off some more.
Bulma screamed, "ARGH! You're impossible, Vegeta!
Vegeta just smirked and said, "I don't know why you're so ashamed, if you're body is as beautiful as you said, then what difference does it make?"
"It..it.," Bulma stuttered, "It's just not modest, I mean you just don't go around showing people what's under your shirt because you're proud of it.
"I didn't say that, I said that you shouldn't have acted ashamed of them, like they were some short of disease." Vegeta shot back.
"You humans are so shallow and superficial about you're body sometimes. Like in those magazines you have, have of them try to convince you baka humans that your bodies are ugly." Vegeta said.
Bulma looked at him, amazed that he had said something so deep, but then began to giggle at the fact the Vegeta would read beauty magazines.
"What's so damn funny onna?" Vegeta questioned.
"I just thought of you're reading my magazine, I mean they are for women." Bulma told him.
Vegeta felt a slight blush rise to his cheeks, "I was just trying to learn more about this mud ball, and came across your magazines, I didn't know."
Bulma just let it go and said, "You know you're right, those shallow magazines really can make you feel ugly and act trivial. But I don't believe it; I mean no one has ever told me that I have a bad body or that I'm superficial, so why should I start believing it now?"
"I guess you have point onna, but you're body will never compare to mine!" he said, puffing out his chest.
~Say this world is not so shallow
When you can't beg steal or borrow
Save your breath your soul is hollow
And it's all too much to swallow~
"Yeah right Vegeta, my body is much better than yours. Many guys have even said my body is one of the most beautiful they've ever seen!" Bulma shot back.
"So, if I asked anyone woman they would say the same!" Vegeta said in defiance. Then Bulma had the greatest idea, to prove who was better.
"How about this, we both go around West Capital City and poll people on which body is better. You can go around asking women if you have one of the best bodies they've even seen, and I will do the same to men. When we're done, we'll compare results, whoever has the most wins!" Bulma explained.
~Hmm. this might be interesting, especially if I can prove to the woman I better than her~ Vegeta though. " Ok, onna, you have a deal," Vegeta said shaking hands with her.
"Alright, we'll start first things tomorrow so we have the whole day. The rules are, you can't go around threatening people Vegeta, and I won't go around seducing any one either. But that doesn't mean we can't flirt." Bulma told him.
"Those rules are acceptable I will agree to them, "Vegeta said.
"Ok, I want to get out of the water, I'm starting to get all wrinkled (A/N: Doesn't it suck to get all wrinkled from being in the water too long?) from being in this water, "Bulma said.
She began to wade back to shore with Vegeta close behind. She looked at her watch and realized that it was already 5:00 p.m.
"Vegeta, come on I think it's about time to go, it's already 5:00, "she called to Vegeta.
She gathered up her beach chair, umbrella, and other assorted items she had brought to the beach. She walked over the car, popped the trunk and dumped it all in.
"Vegeta, get in the car, we're leaving." Bulma yelled to him.
"Onna, I am not riding in the damn contraption again, it was scary enough the first time!" Vegeta said defiantly.
"Vegeta, if do not get in this car right now, I will take away you're gravity and food for a month!" Bulma yelled at him, as if scolding a child.
"Damn it onna, fine, I'll get in this damn contraption, but if we have one mishap I will burn this pile of junk into the ground!" Vegeta shouted, annoyed that onna got him into the car.
"You will not burn my capsule car no matter what happens, it cost good money, and took me quite customize to my taste!" Bulma screamed at him.
Vegeta just ignored her screeching voice (which was really hard) and got in the car. Bulma pulled out of her space with a squeal of the tires and trail of burnt rubber. As they reached the highway, the vid-phone in the car began to beep incessantly alerting her that someone was trying to reach her.
She pressed the button and answered, "Hello, Bulma here." Yamucha's face appeared on the screen and he said, "Hey, babe, it's me, how's it going."
Bulma just sighed irritated that he dared call again and said,"What do you want Yamucha?"
"I just wanted to apologize for what happened, and I was hoping you'd take me back and we could out to dinner?" he asked with puppy-dog eyes.
"Yamucha, I told you already, we are through, I am tired of breaking up then getting back together with you. This is final; we are never going to be together again. We can probably be friends, but nothing more, that's I all I want anyway." Bulma explained to the scar-faced man.
Yamucha looked through the vid-phone and realized that Vegeta was sitting in the passengers' seat, with his smirk plastered on his face, and his arms crossed against his chest.
Yamucha's rage suddenly flared up and he yelled, "It's that stupid monkey isn't, you don't want to go back out with be because of him! I can't believe this Bulma; I thought you were better than this!"
Bulma screamed at him, "It's not because of Vegeta; I just don't feel the same way for you anymore. Do you actually think I would dump you for Vegeta?" she asked indignantly.
Yamucha just sputtered out angrily, "Maybe it is good that we're not back together, and I don't think we could ever be friends! Goodbye, Bulma!" Then Yamucha clicked off his vid-phone disconnecting the phone call.
"Kami, that bastard makes me so mad! I can't believe he actually thinks I dumped him for you!" Bulma said angrily.
"Why do you put up with him onna?" Vegeta questioned. "If it were me I would blast him to the next dimension."
"I can't just kill him; I don't hate him that much." Bulma told him.
~Why do I feel this way, when that onna said she would never date me, I felt this strange ache in my mind. ~
~Could it be that I'm actually falling for this blue-haired onna~
~Nah, I probably just need to train more, to get these stupid weak emotions out of my head~
He looked down toward his feet and gaze traveled over to Bulma's, he was looking at her stomach and noticed a fading scar below her belly button.
~I wonder what happened, and why was I looking at her anyway? ~
"Onna, what is that scar that on stomach?" Vegeta asked.
"Oh.it's..uh.nothing.I...um.hurt.myself in the lab, "Bulma stuttered out, obvious that she was lying.
"Don't lie to onna, who did that to you, you couldn't get a scar like that in your lab, "Vegeta said, now a bit angered that someone would treat a woman with such disrespect.
"Look, Vegeta, I don't want to talk about it!" Bulma yelled at him.
Vegeta knew for sure that someone had done that to her.
"I'm sorry, Vegeta, I didn't mean to snap, I just don't want to talk about it, "Bulma apologized.
"Tell me onna, I know someone hurt you." Vegeta said.
"Fine Vegeta, just don't give me hard time about this, "Bulma said with a defeated sigh.
She stared at the road in front of her not daring to look at Vegeta as she told her story. "A couple months ago, Yamucha and I were on a date, he had a few too many drinks and I had to drive him back to his apartment.
He tried to get me come in with him, but I told him I had to get home because I had a meeting the next day.
He wouldn't take no for an answer and dragged me inside. I should have known that was a warning sign of things to come, but I ignored it.
I sat on the couch while he had disappeared into the kitchen; he came back into the living room with a half-downed beer bottle in his hands.
He finished the rest of it and sat beside and said, "How 'bout we go to the uh. bedroom, babe?" I knew then he was entirely drunk and didn't know what he was talking about.
I said I had to go and that he should go to bed and rest, but he wouldn't listen. He picked me up and dropped me on the bed.
I tried to escape but he slapped me and said I better do what he says. I didn't want to get hurt so I tried reasoning with him.
He ended up breaking his beer bottle and holding it to my neck, saying I better "be a good bitch" or I'd really get it.
I tried to make a run for it but he used the beer bottle and struck me in the stomach with the scar is now.
He realized what he did and began apologizing saying he'd make it up to me. I ignored him and ran out of the apartment hoping he wouldn't hurt me anymore. And that's basically what happened. I forgave later, because he was drunk, but I knew I shouldn't have."
~Take this souvenir
They can't deny you were here
This scar always there
To medicate your fear~
Vegeta just looked and her and then finally said, "He doesn't deserve to live, on Vegeta-sei if woman of good social status was treated with disrespect by another male, they were punished severely, in your case it would have been death."
Bulma turned he head to Vegeta, "Wow, women were actually important on your planet. I would have thought because of the way you treat me, that they didn't really matter."
Vegeta responded, "Actually it's the complete, there weren't as many women as men so they were cared carefully for, we needed them to breed and mate. "
~Why the hell did I just tell her all that for, she doesn't need to know. Just because she told me something of her past, doesn't mean I need to tell her some of mine. Why can't I just keep my damn mouth shut? ~
"Thank you Vegeta for telling me that, it actually made me feel better. Thanks Vegeta. "Bulma told him.
"What are you thanking me for, onna; I was just telling you some useless information, "Vegeta said rudely.
"Well excuse me; I thought you were being nice for once!" Bulma snapped.
"Me, nice, what do you think I am onna, soft?" Vegeta asked as if she were stupid.
"I guess not, because you're acting like a bastard!" Bulma yelled.
"Onna, keep your damn eyes on the road, you're going to crash!" Vegeta yelled.
The car was swerving on the road and was heading straight toward an oncoming truck. "Ahh!" Bulma yelled. She slammed on the breaks but was too late, and the car slammed straight into the truck.
Vegeta of course was fine, because he saiyan, and the passenger's side didn't absorb as much impact as the drivers.
He didn't even lose conscious, but he did have a gash on his forehead. The car was smashed and Vegeta couldn't even open the door so he blasted a hole in the roof to escape.
Then he realized the onna was unconscious on the destroyed seat beside him. He gently picked her just in case she might have broken bones and flew threw the window leaving the truck driver in amazed stupor.
~Then you can be the remedy
And I can be the enemy
And he can go and live as nothing
They you can be the wanna be
And I can be the remedy
And he can go to hell for all I care~
He flew in the direction of Capsule Corp. as he hovered over the complex he remembered where the onna's lab was located and blasted a hole through its roof to get there faster.
He knew the onna had the Regeneration Tank in there and he had used it many times when he was hurt. He quickly placed the onna inside and set the tank to human settings. He was pretty sure she would heal quite well, because her vital signs located beside the tank showed she was stable.
He knew the onna was going to bite his head off when she finally did regain consciousness and he wasn't looking forward to that.
~I'll stay here a little while to make sure she's okay. ~ he thought ~I really am going soft aren't I, staying here to watch the onna. ~ He dismissed those thoughts and just looked at the blue-haired woman floating in the pink liquid of the Regeneration Tank.
~Say this world is not so shallow
When you can't beg steal or borrow
Save your breath your soul is hollow
And it's all too much to swallow~
Well I left some sort of cliffhanger for all you readers. And I won't be updating for about a week and half because I'll be on vacation. So you'll have to wait for the exciting conclusion!!!! Ok, ok corny... The song The Remedy by Abandoned Pools can be listened to at www.abandonedpools.com Other songs by them can be previewed there also.
Ja ne
Sakura_chan
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, but I do own Mr. Bear *holds up stuffed teddy bear* MWAHA HA HA HA!!!! Feel my evil wrath teddy bear. *Laughs nervously and puts down teddy bear* Ok anyway, I don't own The Remedy by Abandoned Pools either.
"Talking" ~Thinking~ / ~Song Lyrics~ *Flash back*
The Remedy
"What the hell do you want onna?" Vegeta yelled at Bulma. "Oh, I just need to rub this tanning oil on my back. You don't want me to burn, do you?" Bulma asked sweetly.
"I don't give a shit if you burn, it's you fault for being so weak and not being able to withstand the sun's rays!" Vegeta told her with annoyance.
"Please Veggie-chan; can't you just do this one thing for me?" Bulma asked with a puppy-dog expression.
"No!" Vegeta yelled in defiance. "I will not degrade myself to you servant, onna! Put it on your back yourself!" Vegeta shouted.
"But I. I. can't reach that far, don't make me cry Veggie, "Bulma said, pretending to hold back a fake sob.
~Why the hell is the onna crying just because I won't put some strange shit on her back? She never cries over such stupid small things. Hmm. I've got it! Maybe she's just faking for attention or something.
Wait a minute that can't be right, why would the baka onna want attention from me? Well, what onna couldn't resist the Prince of Saiyans? ~
"Veeegeettta?" Bulma sang in a sickly sweet voice. "Are you going to rub my back with tanning oil or not?" she asked.
~Maybe rubbing this junk on her could work to my advantage? Who knows maybe I could get her rub some of that damn junk on me, so I can get a free massage. My muscles do ache from all that training. ~
"Fine onna, "Vegeta said with an evil smirk on his face. But if I do this for you, you have to put some on me too, "Vegeta told her, liking the fact that this slave thing would be mutual.
Vegeta grabbed the bottle and squirted some onto her back and purposely began to rub hard.
"Vegeta, come on, I know your powerful but it would it kill you to be more gentle?" Bulma asked him.
"Yes, onna, it would, "but Vegeta did rub a bit more gently.
Bulma on the other hand was enjoying this, once Vegeta began to rub more gently, it felt heavenly. She swore that this felt ten times better than the massages her masseuse gave her. She wondered how relaxing it would feel if Vegeta was giving her a real massage.
"Onna, I'm done, now it's my turn, "Vegeta said with a smirk snapping Bulma out of her thoughts.
"I thought that Saiyans' were all powerful and wouldn't get burnt like a weakling ningen?" Bulma questioned, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"But this junk is tanning oil, and I could use a tan couldn't I, "Vegeta said smirking while flexing his muscles to prove his point.
"Well, yes, the oil does enhance tanning while protecting enough from the sun's harmful rays, but. oh never mind, just lay down so I can do your back, " Bulma said, frustrated that she couldn't convince Vegeta otherwise.
Vegeta complied and was smirking to himself, proud that he got the woman to rub his aching muscles.
He knew that his pride would never actually ask the onna up front for a massage.
As Bulma's small hands rubbed circles over his back, he felt so relaxed as if he had been injected with that numbing drug those humans called "Novocain."
But inside there were hundreds of conflicting emotions. His will power against Bulma's touch was like a lit fuse ready to explode.
~I could use
A shot
Your Novocain
My soul's a fuse
Blows away your name~
Bulma was mind was conflicting with tons of emotions too. On one hand she was enjoying rubbing his skin which was surprisingly soft. She thought it would be rough because he trained so much, and she never saw him actually caring for his skin.
But on the other hand, she wanted to be disgusted, that she liked doing it ~How can I actually enjoy rubbing a cold, ruthless, murders back? ~
Her rational mind answered with, ~Well, you did just break-up with Yamucha, so maybe you're turning to the most attractive guy that just happens to live in your house for attention.~
~Wait a minute, did I just think he was attractive. Kami, I must be losing it~ But before she could engage in a mind battle, she realized that she was done.
"I'm done Vegeta; you can get up now, "Bulma told him.
Vegeta got up from the beach towel, and stalked over to a near-by palm tree for shade. He folded his arms against his chest, plastered his never-ending smirk on his face, and basically struck his normal pose.
Bulma unfolded her beach chair and laid back on it enjoying the sun's rays. She picked up her magazine and began reading it, which of course was called, "Scientific Inventions."
As she flipped through it, she knew she was bound to find an article about one of her inventions in it.
She soon got bored of this (A/N: Yes, readers, Bulma got bored of a science magazine!) and decide to go and test out the water.
I mean that was the point of going to the beach, right? Then she got an even better idea, maybe she could get Vegeta to get in the water with her. He didn't look too happy being with her in the first place, and the least she could do was trying and cheer him up, right?
She walked to the waters edge and yelled to Vegeta, "Vegeta, come over and swim with me." Vegeta looked in Bulma's direction and answered sarcastically, "Why? I'm just having soooo much over by this tree!"
"Vegeta, I know I dragged you here, but the least you could do is make the best of it and have fun. So come on and join me!" Bulma said.
~Why does this onna want me to "swim" with her, she can hardly stand being around me and now she suddenly wants to spend every minute with me. Maybe it's that time of the month again.
*Flashback* "Onna, what the hell is wrong with you?" Vegeta asked as he made his way over to Bulma. She was in a fetal position; clutching her stomach and moaning.
"Nothing you damn bakayarou, just leave me the hell alone!" Bulma screeched at him.
~I ask her what's wrong, and she bites my damn head off. She should be glad that I'm even remotely interested in what's wrong! ~ Vegeta thought.
Suddenly her mood changed and she apologized, "I'm sorry Vegeta, it's just that time of the month."
"Time. of. the. month?" he questioned, wondering what the hell she was talking about. "Ya know, P.M.S., the one week where a woman goes through her menstrual period?" Bulma tried to explain.
"Menstrual what?" Vegeta questioned, a pure look of confusion showed in his features. "I can't believe you don't what that is, "Bulma giggled, and commenced in explaining what she was talking about. She even had the nerve to compare him to Goku, saying she had to explain it to him too. *End Flashback*
That was one memory Vegeta would like to forget, having the onna explain such personal matter to him.
~Wait that can't be it either, she doesn't smell that way. ~ But rather than try and figure it out, he just walked over to her and waded into the water.
"Great, you decided to join me after all!" Bulma said happily.
~Now she's even happier that I'm swimming with her, what the hell is she on? ~ Vegeta his mind asked.
He decided to float on his back, enjoying the cooling feel of the water.
He began to think back to when he first began staying with the Briefs'. He never could figure out why the onna had invited him; one of Earth arch enemies (well was one of Earth's arch enemies) to her home, fully trusting him when she didn't even know his past (well up until this morning anyway).
But as time flew by, he realized he had grown softer because of that baka onna, she had been some sort of remedy on his ruthless persona. She was such a strong-willed person; she even had the gall to stand up to him, the Prince of Saiyans.
And yet, she still tried to pursue a relationship with that baka Yamucha. He could never understand that, no matter how bad Yamucha treated her, she would still take him back, convinced that she loved him.
Even though Vegeta cared nothing for Bulma's love life, he still wanted that weakling to go to hell for all he cared.
Treating any woman with such disrespect was punishable with death on Vegeta- sei. Once you mated with someone, you mated with them for life, never sleeping with another, much like Yamucha had.
~Then you can be the remedy
And I can be the enemy
And he can go and live as nothing
Then you can be the wanna be
And I can be the remedy
And he can go to hell for all I care~
His deep thoughts were interrupted by the onna splashing water on him. "Hey Veggie, you just kind zoned out there for a second, what were you thinking about?" Bulma asked.
"None of your concern just leave me alone, "Vegeta snapped.
"Well excuse me, for just being a bit curious, "Bulma said angrily.
Vegeta then not wanting to have the woman screech in his ear about respect and other pointless things, dove under the water and disappeared.
Bulma was starting to worry, it had been a full minute and Vegeta hadn't surfaced yet.
~What if he drowned? ~
~Don't be silly Bulma, he's Saiyan his ability to hold his breath is probably a lot better than most normal humans~
Her thoughts were abruptly caught off when she felt something grab her legs.
"AHH!" she screamed. "Oh my Kami, it's a shark, or a jellyfish, or something else that could KILL ME!!! Help me! Help me!!"
Bulma screamed as she was convinced she was going die. But her screams were silenced as she was dragged under water by "the creature."
She opened her eyes in the murky depths and realized that it was just Vegeta. And even under water he was smirking at her, enjoying the fact he had just scared the shit out of her.
She tried to shout, "You damn baka!" but all that came out was, "goo bam daka."
This made Vegeta smirk even more. Bulma then began to run out of hair and tried to explain to Vegeta to let her up by pointing to her mouth.
Vegeta understood and instead of letting her up closed his mouth over hers and breathed air into her. (A/N: I've read a couple of stories where Veggie does this and it's so sweet, so I decided to put it in mine.)
Bulma had a shocked look on her face, but then it registered in her mind what he did. ~That wasn't a kiss, baka, ~ she thought ~It was just air, so I can stay underwater, nothing to become paranoid about Bulma ~
Vegeta finally let her up and said with his infamous smirk, "Enjoyed that onna?"
"Oh yes, Vegeta, "Bulma said sarcastically, "I just love begin dragged under water tail less bastards all the time!" " Shut the hell up onna, I was just trying to scare you, no need to scream about it." Vegeta said with annoyance.
"Well you succeeded in the scaring department, you shouldn't do that, I thought it was some strange sea creature trying to kill me." Bulma told him.
But Vegeta didn't hear her, because he was plotting another evil deed to do to her. ~I got it~ he thought triumphantly.
He grabbed Bulma out of the water and levitated about 30 ft. then dropped her at lightening speed.
Bulma hardly had time to realize what was going on, until she was plummeting toward the water.
Her only thought was ~I am going to figure out some damn way to kill that bakayarou!" She landed into the water with a giant splash, when she surfaced she looked up to see the smirking Saiyan pointing and laughing his ass off at her.
She stared at him evilly, and screeched, "I am going to choke you when you come back down here, you bastard! How dare you drop me like that, I could have died!"
Vegeta floated down so he was levitating just about the water. "You're going choke me, huh? I'd like to see you try. And about killing you, it wasn't possible, dropping you from 30 ft wouldn't kill you since you landed in water." He explained.
Vegeta then lowered himself into the water and began floating on his back like he was doing before, completely forgetting that Bulma wanted to "choke" him.
As he began to relax he felt tiny hands squeezing his neck, of course it didn't hurt, but it pissed Vegeta off all the same.
His eyes snapped open and he removed the onna's hands from his neck and gave her a death stare.
"Why the hell did you do that onna, I should kill you for such insolence!" Vegeta yelled at her.
"I told you I was going to choke you, "Bulma told him with a grin even though she knew she had caused him no harm.
"That didn't feel close to choking it felt more like a neck rub, "he told her, it would piss her off knowing that he enjoyed it.
"That wasn't the point, I know I'm weak, but it was supposed to feel at least a bit uncomfortable, "Bulma said with annoyance, pissed that he enjoyed it.
Vegeta just smirked at her, knowing that was all it would take to completely piss her off.
"Damn you Vegeta, at least with Yamucha I could cause him some pain, but you are just.ARGH!" Bulma told him angrily.
"Don't put me and that weakling ningen in the same sentence, onna!" Vegeta said with irritation.
"Well it's true; I could have at least caused some harm to him, because he wasn't too strong." Bulma explained.
"What did you expect me to be as weak as him, not in this lifetime. I could kill that baka with one hand tied behind my back!" Vegeta told her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know, you don't have to get a hernia you know!" Bulma said, exasperated at Vegeta.
But Vegeta wasn't looking at her face; he was looking down toward her chest. Bulma followed his gaze and screamed, "AH! Kami, I didn't know that happened!" At some point during there verbal argument, the top of her bikini had become untied, and now was floating on the water in front of her.
She desperately grabbed at the piece of cloth and tried to put it back on. After fumbling around she finally got it tied behind her neck and adjusted it.
The first that her mouth screamed was, "Hentai!"
"What are you talking about, onna? I am no hentai, what was I supposed to do just ignore it and let you walk around half naked? Though it would be fun to let you walk around like that embarrassing yourself, "he told her with a smirk.
"You could have just told me instead of staring and drooling at my breast!" Bulma yelled at him.
"I was not staring at some ugly baka like you. Would you rather, I poked them instead to let you know?" he asked with a laugh, trying to piss her off some more.
Bulma screamed, "ARGH! You're impossible, Vegeta!
Vegeta just smirked and said, "I don't know why you're so ashamed, if you're body is as beautiful as you said, then what difference does it make?"
"It..it.," Bulma stuttered, "It's just not modest, I mean you just don't go around showing people what's under your shirt because you're proud of it.
"I didn't say that, I said that you shouldn't have acted ashamed of them, like they were some short of disease." Vegeta shot back.
"You humans are so shallow and superficial about you're body sometimes. Like in those magazines you have, have of them try to convince you baka humans that your bodies are ugly." Vegeta said.
Bulma looked at him, amazed that he had said something so deep, but then began to giggle at the fact the Vegeta would read beauty magazines.
"What's so damn funny onna?" Vegeta questioned.
"I just thought of you're reading my magazine, I mean they are for women." Bulma told him.
Vegeta felt a slight blush rise to his cheeks, "I was just trying to learn more about this mud ball, and came across your magazines, I didn't know."
Bulma just let it go and said, "You know you're right, those shallow magazines really can make you feel ugly and act trivial. But I don't believe it; I mean no one has ever told me that I have a bad body or that I'm superficial, so why should I start believing it now?"
"I guess you have point onna, but you're body will never compare to mine!" he said, puffing out his chest.
~Say this world is not so shallow
When you can't beg steal or borrow
Save your breath your soul is hollow
And it's all too much to swallow~
"Yeah right Vegeta, my body is much better than yours. Many guys have even said my body is one of the most beautiful they've ever seen!" Bulma shot back.
"So, if I asked anyone woman they would say the same!" Vegeta said in defiance. Then Bulma had the greatest idea, to prove who was better.
"How about this, we both go around West Capital City and poll people on which body is better. You can go around asking women if you have one of the best bodies they've even seen, and I will do the same to men. When we're done, we'll compare results, whoever has the most wins!" Bulma explained.
~Hmm. this might be interesting, especially if I can prove to the woman I better than her~ Vegeta though. " Ok, onna, you have a deal," Vegeta said shaking hands with her.
"Alright, we'll start first things tomorrow so we have the whole day. The rules are, you can't go around threatening people Vegeta, and I won't go around seducing any one either. But that doesn't mean we can't flirt." Bulma told him.
"Those rules are acceptable I will agree to them, "Vegeta said.
"Ok, I want to get out of the water, I'm starting to get all wrinkled (A/N: Doesn't it suck to get all wrinkled from being in the water too long?) from being in this water, "Bulma said.
She began to wade back to shore with Vegeta close behind. She looked at her watch and realized that it was already 5:00 p.m.
"Vegeta, come on I think it's about time to go, it's already 5:00, "she called to Vegeta.
She gathered up her beach chair, umbrella, and other assorted items she had brought to the beach. She walked over the car, popped the trunk and dumped it all in.
"Vegeta, get in the car, we're leaving." Bulma yelled to him.
"Onna, I am not riding in the damn contraption again, it was scary enough the first time!" Vegeta said defiantly.
"Vegeta, if do not get in this car right now, I will take away you're gravity and food for a month!" Bulma yelled at him, as if scolding a child.
"Damn it onna, fine, I'll get in this damn contraption, but if we have one mishap I will burn this pile of junk into the ground!" Vegeta shouted, annoyed that onna got him into the car.
"You will not burn my capsule car no matter what happens, it cost good money, and took me quite customize to my taste!" Bulma screamed at him.
Vegeta just ignored her screeching voice (which was really hard) and got in the car. Bulma pulled out of her space with a squeal of the tires and trail of burnt rubber. As they reached the highway, the vid-phone in the car began to beep incessantly alerting her that someone was trying to reach her.
She pressed the button and answered, "Hello, Bulma here." Yamucha's face appeared on the screen and he said, "Hey, babe, it's me, how's it going."
Bulma just sighed irritated that he dared call again and said,"What do you want Yamucha?"
"I just wanted to apologize for what happened, and I was hoping you'd take me back and we could out to dinner?" he asked with puppy-dog eyes.
"Yamucha, I told you already, we are through, I am tired of breaking up then getting back together with you. This is final; we are never going to be together again. We can probably be friends, but nothing more, that's I all I want anyway." Bulma explained to the scar-faced man.
Yamucha looked through the vid-phone and realized that Vegeta was sitting in the passengers' seat, with his smirk plastered on his face, and his arms crossed against his chest.
Yamucha's rage suddenly flared up and he yelled, "It's that stupid monkey isn't, you don't want to go back out with be because of him! I can't believe this Bulma; I thought you were better than this!"
Bulma screamed at him, "It's not because of Vegeta; I just don't feel the same way for you anymore. Do you actually think I would dump you for Vegeta?" she asked indignantly.
Yamucha just sputtered out angrily, "Maybe it is good that we're not back together, and I don't think we could ever be friends! Goodbye, Bulma!" Then Yamucha clicked off his vid-phone disconnecting the phone call.
"Kami, that bastard makes me so mad! I can't believe he actually thinks I dumped him for you!" Bulma said angrily.
"Why do you put up with him onna?" Vegeta questioned. "If it were me I would blast him to the next dimension."
"I can't just kill him; I don't hate him that much." Bulma told him.
~Why do I feel this way, when that onna said she would never date me, I felt this strange ache in my mind. ~
~Could it be that I'm actually falling for this blue-haired onna~
~Nah, I probably just need to train more, to get these stupid weak emotions out of my head~
He looked down toward his feet and gaze traveled over to Bulma's, he was looking at her stomach and noticed a fading scar below her belly button.
~I wonder what happened, and why was I looking at her anyway? ~
"Onna, what is that scar that on stomach?" Vegeta asked.
"Oh.it's..uh.nothing.I...um.hurt.myself in the lab, "Bulma stuttered out, obvious that she was lying.
"Don't lie to onna, who did that to you, you couldn't get a scar like that in your lab, "Vegeta said, now a bit angered that someone would treat a woman with such disrespect.
"Look, Vegeta, I don't want to talk about it!" Bulma yelled at him.
Vegeta knew for sure that someone had done that to her.
"I'm sorry, Vegeta, I didn't mean to snap, I just don't want to talk about it, "Bulma apologized.
"Tell me onna, I know someone hurt you." Vegeta said.
"Fine Vegeta, just don't give me hard time about this, "Bulma said with a defeated sigh.
She stared at the road in front of her not daring to look at Vegeta as she told her story. "A couple months ago, Yamucha and I were on a date, he had a few too many drinks and I had to drive him back to his apartment.
He tried to get me come in with him, but I told him I had to get home because I had a meeting the next day.
He wouldn't take no for an answer and dragged me inside. I should have known that was a warning sign of things to come, but I ignored it.
I sat on the couch while he had disappeared into the kitchen; he came back into the living room with a half-downed beer bottle in his hands.
He finished the rest of it and sat beside and said, "How 'bout we go to the uh. bedroom, babe?" I knew then he was entirely drunk and didn't know what he was talking about.
I said I had to go and that he should go to bed and rest, but he wouldn't listen. He picked me up and dropped me on the bed.
I tried to escape but he slapped me and said I better do what he says. I didn't want to get hurt so I tried reasoning with him.
He ended up breaking his beer bottle and holding it to my neck, saying I better "be a good bitch" or I'd really get it.
I tried to make a run for it but he used the beer bottle and struck me in the stomach with the scar is now.
He realized what he did and began apologizing saying he'd make it up to me. I ignored him and ran out of the apartment hoping he wouldn't hurt me anymore. And that's basically what happened. I forgave later, because he was drunk, but I knew I shouldn't have."
~Take this souvenir
They can't deny you were here
This scar always there
To medicate your fear~
Vegeta just looked and her and then finally said, "He doesn't deserve to live, on Vegeta-sei if woman of good social status was treated with disrespect by another male, they were punished severely, in your case it would have been death."
Bulma turned he head to Vegeta, "Wow, women were actually important on your planet. I would have thought because of the way you treat me, that they didn't really matter."
Vegeta responded, "Actually it's the complete, there weren't as many women as men so they were cared carefully for, we needed them to breed and mate. "
~Why the hell did I just tell her all that for, she doesn't need to know. Just because she told me something of her past, doesn't mean I need to tell her some of mine. Why can't I just keep my damn mouth shut? ~
"Thank you Vegeta for telling me that, it actually made me feel better. Thanks Vegeta. "Bulma told him.
"What are you thanking me for, onna; I was just telling you some useless information, "Vegeta said rudely.
"Well excuse me; I thought you were being nice for once!" Bulma snapped.
"Me, nice, what do you think I am onna, soft?" Vegeta asked as if she were stupid.
"I guess not, because you're acting like a bastard!" Bulma yelled.
"Onna, keep your damn eyes on the road, you're going to crash!" Vegeta yelled.
The car was swerving on the road and was heading straight toward an oncoming truck. "Ahh!" Bulma yelled. She slammed on the breaks but was too late, and the car slammed straight into the truck.
Vegeta of course was fine, because he saiyan, and the passenger's side didn't absorb as much impact as the drivers.
He didn't even lose conscious, but he did have a gash on his forehead. The car was smashed and Vegeta couldn't even open the door so he blasted a hole in the roof to escape.
Then he realized the onna was unconscious on the destroyed seat beside him. He gently picked her just in case she might have broken bones and flew threw the window leaving the truck driver in amazed stupor.
~Then you can be the remedy
And I can be the enemy
And he can go and live as nothing
They you can be the wanna be
And I can be the remedy
And he can go to hell for all I care~
He flew in the direction of Capsule Corp. as he hovered over the complex he remembered where the onna's lab was located and blasted a hole through its roof to get there faster.
He knew the onna had the Regeneration Tank in there and he had used it many times when he was hurt. He quickly placed the onna inside and set the tank to human settings. He was pretty sure she would heal quite well, because her vital signs located beside the tank showed she was stable.
He knew the onna was going to bite his head off when she finally did regain consciousness and he wasn't looking forward to that.
~I'll stay here a little while to make sure she's okay. ~ he thought ~I really am going soft aren't I, staying here to watch the onna. ~ He dismissed those thoughts and just looked at the blue-haired woman floating in the pink liquid of the Regeneration Tank.
~Say this world is not so shallow
When you can't beg steal or borrow
Save your breath your soul is hollow
And it's all too much to swallow~
Well I left some sort of cliffhanger for all you readers. And I won't be updating for about a week and half because I'll be on vacation. So you'll have to wait for the exciting conclusion!!!! Ok, ok corny... The song The Remedy by Abandoned Pools can be listened to at www.abandonedpools.com Other songs by them can be previewed there also.
Ja ne
Sakura_chan