Disclamer: WHAT DO YOU THINK?!?!?! Ekhem *composes herself*. I regretfully
announce, that I do not own Dragon Ball Z, and I'm GOD DAMN PISSED becouse
of it.
Nevertheless I wish you „happy reading", though I do not make profits from writing this. Damn.
Authors Note: A little weird disclamer, huh? Well anywayz, I'm really SORRY that I'm posting this chapter so late. Kami, I'm lazy... ;b Nah, I'm not lazy (self-promotion is a very bad thing...), but the sad thing is that I don't have time. I can't spare a second, belive me! And when I was ill, mum said that „I cannot come near the computer till I'll be fine!"
Besides, I'm working on a brand new fanfic... An AU this time. And also B/V (B/V for ever!)
Hmmm... And now I have to find a good way to explain myself! Well... The cause is awful: end-of-term-exams. We accualy don't have end-of-term-exams, but teachers always say „Oh, we will give you little whole-year tests... Nothing to worry about, it will just affect on your most important marks..." and so on. Blah, blah, blah.
And now... erm... On with the story!
Chapter 9
1945 the 2nd May
She was in the the air. Her feet were not touching the ground... Thank Kami, Vegeta was holding her and they levitated above some strange looking buildings. Suddenly a bullet came past her with a loud „whoosh". Then another one. Then a whole salve.
- OH HOLY SHIT!!! – she screamed and tried to turn around to look who was trying to shoot her.
- Calm down, Woman! – Bulma heard a very familliar voice in her ear.
- How I'm supposed to calm down when somebody's shooting to me?!?! Get DOWN Vegeta! - she ordered angrily. He obeyed and flew down. They landed beside a pile of something that was looking like a devastated tank. On the other side there were trenches and Bulma saw that someone dared to get out and look at them.
-Hej! (translation: hay!) – the Someone said shyly
- What? – Vegeta snapped.
- Behave yourself! You frighttened him!
/AN: Veggie wouldn't ever listen to Bulma in that case, but I guess I've made him a lil' bit OOC.../
- Ok. – the Sayia-jin muttered. – Come here! Hay, you! – he shouted to the man who was now hiding behind a rock.
- Co??? (what?)
- What the hell are you saying, weakling!
- Co ty gadasz, człowieku?!?! (what the hell are you saying, man?)
- Damn it, you're some kind of idiot?
- Cholera, czy ty jestes idiotą? (damn it, you're some kind of idiot?)
- Say somethig understandalbe!
- Powiedz coś zrozumiałego! (say something understandable!)
- Vegeta, the translator! – Bulma whispered urgently and handed him a pair of headphones /AN: but these small ones./. He got them on and was finally able to understand what the solidger (he assumed he was, cause he had a uniform) was saying.
- Now, tell me where... and WHEN are we.
- Huh... Don't you know? It's 1945 year, Berlin. Are you German? – the man eyed them suspiciously.
- No, we're not German. What's your name?
- I'm Grzegorz Brzęczyszczykiewicz /nice, huh?/ And you?
- Bulma Briefs. Vegeta no Oui. – Bulma stared at the goofy–looking guy. – We're in Berlin? But... Shouldn't it be... a little bit destroyed?
- Oh! It will be. We just need a few more dayes! – Gregory announced proudly and pointed at the few helicopters and tanks that were stanging behind a huge brick wall.
- O, really... I could... – Vegeta started saracastlly, but when he looked at Bulmas strange expression he immediatley shut up.
- Oh, these are great! Are they strong? – the woman cheered and run to the machines.
- They're very strong! We will smash those Germans in a blink of an eye! They don't have a chance...!
- But tell me, why do you want to „smash those Germans"? They did something to you? – Vegeta asked dumbly. „Damn! I knew that he'll say that! Now we're dead!" Bulma thought.
- Huh?!?! You were in coma for last 6 years?!?! – the soliger stared at the Prince like he was a ghost or something as extraordinary.
- Of course not! I just wanted to know why you stupid, weak humans always fight! I hope you'll extinct soon! Personally speaking, it would do you and the Universe good.
- ????????????????????????????? *shock*
Bulma shook her head and dragged the Sayia-jin (who had a very proud grin plastered on his face in this moment) about 5 meters from Greg.
- What the hell are you doing?!?! – she hissed into his ear – I bet you're not thinking clearly... Did you smoke something?!
- Woman, if I have smoked something, you'd see that. We hang around eachother 24/7, and that's REALLY distracting! – he glared at her and crossed his arms.
- Ohhh... My presence is distracting? It's... it's really... touching! – Bulma pretended that she was sobbing.
- Yeach... You and your voice alltoghether are hard to stand. I don't understand how such a beautiful creature... – his eyes winded and he covered his mouth. „Kami please, tell me you made her deaf for this few seconds...!" But Kami wasn't on Vegetas side and Bulma heard it all. She also noticed his horrorfied expression when he said it. She decided to be nice to him once and ignore his last comment.
- Vegeta. The point is, that you can't walk around and scream „I'M AN ALIEN!" or blast people into oblivion...
- Becouse...? – his voice was a little shaky, but he was grateful that she didn't raise THAT subject.
- Becouse, my Royal-Pain-In-The-Ass, we can't change history! You know what a paradox is, don't you?
- Enlighten me.
- A paradox is when two things that couldn't EVER happen, are happening at the same time! /Their relationship is a paradox... ;b j/k/
- AND? – Vegeta was getting really annoyed
- AND, it can change EVERYTHING. A little thing can change the history of the whole Universe! Or our fate. If you kill someone from my family, or from anyones familly, that person will dissapear! Do you understand now? It something will go wrong, we can never be born, or never meet eachother. That wouldn't be so terrible, BUT for example, I could never meet Goku and I'd never find the Dragon Balls. You would destroy Earth, Freezer would kill you and you wouldn't be wished back and everything would be fight down fucked up!
- Oh. So we must get out of here as fast as we can. You should tell me before, Woman. I wouldn't blast that city in the last time line...
- WHAT?!?!?!??!?!!?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!
- Just joking.
- Huh? You? Joking? – Bulma stared at him in awe.
- No, correction. Pissing you off. The Sayia-jin no Oui doesn't joke...
- And I think that you have your own twisted sense of humor...
- Don't. Start.
- Ok., Ok... Don't be such an ass... Wait, you're an ass all the time!
Vegta sighned and walked to Greg.
- Tell me, do you have any science wing in here?
- And what exackly do you want to know? - the solidger glanced at him and then turned back to stare at Bulma.
- We are... eee... scienceist send here to help you with... with your machines! – the blue-haired woman said and the Sayia-jin chulked. She wasn't good at lying... But it didn't matter to Gregory who appearently had a crush on her and nodded.
- I'll take you to the general.
The general was a fit man, about 50 years old with grey hair and black moustache. He was dressed in a USSR uniform, that Bulma immediatley recognized, becouse of it's big red stars on the cap and shoulders.
/ A little bit of history lesson that I know you all love. Huh, nevermind I am a history maniac Deal with it.
On a 2nd of May, 1945 USSR army, with one Polish division of troops, and one division of light artylery, took over Berlin. On the 7th-9th of May, Germany sighned its capitulation, ending the 2nd World War.
There, you have it. ;b Now on with the story.../
- Tak? (yes?) – he took his eyes off his work and tryed to smile, but instead he managed a faint smirk
- Hay, Veg-head, we must adjust our translators... It can't translate two languages at one time... – Bulma whispered. Vegeta grumbled something about stupid humans and their dumb inventions that can't do two simple thing, but do what she said.
- What are they doing here, soliger? – the general asked ciouriosly
- They say that they have been send here to help our technical crew, sir.
- Very well. Do they have the papers? – when Bulma heard that she froze. „Damn. Now we're REALLY dead...". But she was the smartest woman on Earth, wasn't she?
- I think yes, sir. – general motined them to show the documents. Bulma pulled a capsule from her pocket. „Great... How the hell I'm gonna open it?"
- Excuse me for a moment – she said and not waiting for the response, she ran out and threw the capsule on the ground. She searched thru her things and found what she's been looking for. About 10 pages written in Japanese. She was sure that they'd not bother to read it. She walked back to the tent and showed the documents. Most of this was written in kanji (one of the Japanese alphabets. It's simillar to Chinese, and it's very VERY difficult. The others are katakana and hiragana. Thank Kami, they're a lil' bit more simple than kanji), and a poor man stared at it with a schocked expression.
- Wha... what is this?
- Our papers. Take it, or leave it, but belive me, we're the best people on the job – Vegeta said smugly and smirked.
- Ok... Brzenczyszczykiewicz, show them the labs... – general sat down and stared at the pages covered with something that my my sport teacher calls „bushes" /I don't know why.../.
When they reached the lab tent, Bulma squeked in delight. The had microscopes, small tools, wires... But no microprocesors. „Nah, but this will do... This MUST do."
- Ohhhh... I've not seen a lab in such a long time... – she said
- Onna, you were in the lab 24/7, when we were in our time line. You're a workoholick.
- Sayes who, Veggie-chan?
- Hmpf. Don't annoy me, start working.
After 2 hours of staring at the Woman as she worked, he decided to go, catch some fresh air. When he walked out, he realized that his breath's been really shallow and sighned. „Onna. It's all your fault..."
Then, suddenly he heard an alarm. Men were running out of their tents, fanticlly pulling their clothes on. Vegeta chulked „Great discipline.", but his thoughts were interrupted by a large bomb that fell down just in front of him. „What the fuck..."
- RUN!!! – someone screamed to him. But he didn't mean to. He grabbed the large piece of metal and threw it as fas as he could manage. It hit directly the city. Luckily, no one saw him.
But more bombs and bullets were flying to the camp
- How the HELL did they get that!!! We thought that they're out of their supplies!!! – Vegeta heard another scream. He didn't mind. Bombs and bullets couldn't do anything to him but...
- WOMAN! – the thought of her beeing hurt stabbed him like a poisoned blade.
/sorry, I couldn't resist.../
He ran to the lab and found her compleatly unware of what was going on outside. She could easily get killed...
-Onna!
She popped her head up and looked at him
- Hi Vege...
- You're finished?
- Almost...
- Get up.
- Wha...
- I said GET UP!
She obeyed and glared at him
- What the hell is going on? Are you going to tell me, or will you just yell?
- Something's wrong, we must get out of here! Come – he streched out a hand and she took it. They ran out and he took off in the air.
- Hay! They're attacking! – Bulma shouted
- Who is attacking? I don't understand this whole thing! – Vegeta growled and flew even higher
- The Germans! They have some tank over there... Thank Kami, they don't have planes...! See, our forces are moving there – she pointed at the large group of men and battle jeeps – And there is a... Oh, shit... How did they get those SS mans? Huh, nevermind. We will win this battle.
- What makes you think that? And why do you say „we" and „our forces"? – the Sayia-jin looked at his precious cargo in confusion.
- You look cute when you do that. Anyway, I'm speaking in plural, becouse if we have loose this, the world would be... slightly different in our times.
- When I'm cute? – Vegeta was more interested of what she said about him than about this whole fucked up war. Bulma blushed, but said nothing and just hugged him even more tightly than before. He shivered „Anyone has never made me fell that way... What IS she doing?".
- Veggie-chan?
- STOP. IT. – he said slowly. He hoped that will frighten her and she'll quit calling him those stupid nicknames. She just shook her head.
- Wanna go home? Now I have everything set...
- What a question, Woman... Sure I do... – he said and looked into her eyes...
You know, it always starts with an eye contact. Than people move closer to eachother... closer... and closer... and then finally...
Bulma felt his soft lips on her own as he kissed her. „How somebody as cruel and ruthless as him can kiss so softly, so affectionatly... And Kami, why am I letting him do this...? Bulma, girl, pull away!" But she couldn't. She just couldn't make one simple move! And then she realized that she wanted it... Wanted it since ever. It was a kiss from her dreams
„What the hell am I doing? Those crazy emotions... WHY? Why me? Why her? Why is she letting me do this? Could she really... No. She will be mad at me in a moment I pull away, but... I need her so much! This is madness... I have feelings for someone that doesn't care... why allways me?" Then Vegeta decided to make his last move. It was their first and a last one kiss, and he wanted to have everything that he could from it.
She felt his tongue in her mouth and responded immediatly. Now the kiss turned into a passion filled duel...
Picture this: tanks and war cars everywhere, humans screaming, crying... It looks like Armageddon.
And two people, levitating 30 meters above the ground, kissing and not noticing anything that is happenig around them.
Strange, you say?
Well, maybe it is, but... isn't love a strange thing?
Chapter 9. What do you think? I've tried to write alot about their first kiss, BUT remember, they're not finished yet... ;-)
Thanx, thanx to...
Dragon UK – as usual. You know that I love you revievs! (to anyone who's reading this:check out on Dragons storys – ya won't be dissapointed!)
Mirei nochi – thanx a lot! Sorry for keeping you waiting!
Re-o-ko – again – sorry for such a late update!
Sorceress Fujin – big letters. ( Thank you for reading!
Sarissa – the world is small, ne? ;))) Thanx! (your story „mothers day" is absolutley cool!)
And finally, the person who gave me the longest reviev ever...
Majin Danielle – yeah, I'm really beautiful! ^_~ Thanx for this rating thing! I simply forgot! Even when I read I don't give a damn about rating... And thank you about this language matter! I thought people will kill me when they'll see how I write! ;-) (pplz! You MUST read „Whoda Thunk It". If you don't, I'll get you and burn you slowly on a low fire... mwahahaha!!!)
Well, must end. As usual, I'm late. In... 30 minutes I'm supposed to be in a theater on the other side of Warsaw! And I don't have a dress yet! Grrr... me and my clothes...
Nevertheless I wish you „happy reading", though I do not make profits from writing this. Damn.
Authors Note: A little weird disclamer, huh? Well anywayz, I'm really SORRY that I'm posting this chapter so late. Kami, I'm lazy... ;b Nah, I'm not lazy (self-promotion is a very bad thing...), but the sad thing is that I don't have time. I can't spare a second, belive me! And when I was ill, mum said that „I cannot come near the computer till I'll be fine!"
Besides, I'm working on a brand new fanfic... An AU this time. And also B/V (B/V for ever!)
Hmmm... And now I have to find a good way to explain myself! Well... The cause is awful: end-of-term-exams. We accualy don't have end-of-term-exams, but teachers always say „Oh, we will give you little whole-year tests... Nothing to worry about, it will just affect on your most important marks..." and so on. Blah, blah, blah.
And now... erm... On with the story!
Chapter 9
1945 the 2nd May
She was in the the air. Her feet were not touching the ground... Thank Kami, Vegeta was holding her and they levitated above some strange looking buildings. Suddenly a bullet came past her with a loud „whoosh". Then another one. Then a whole salve.
- OH HOLY SHIT!!! – she screamed and tried to turn around to look who was trying to shoot her.
- Calm down, Woman! – Bulma heard a very familliar voice in her ear.
- How I'm supposed to calm down when somebody's shooting to me?!?! Get DOWN Vegeta! - she ordered angrily. He obeyed and flew down. They landed beside a pile of something that was looking like a devastated tank. On the other side there were trenches and Bulma saw that someone dared to get out and look at them.
-Hej! (translation: hay!) – the Someone said shyly
- What? – Vegeta snapped.
- Behave yourself! You frighttened him!
/AN: Veggie wouldn't ever listen to Bulma in that case, but I guess I've made him a lil' bit OOC.../
- Ok. – the Sayia-jin muttered. – Come here! Hay, you! – he shouted to the man who was now hiding behind a rock.
- Co??? (what?)
- What the hell are you saying, weakling!
- Co ty gadasz, człowieku?!?! (what the hell are you saying, man?)
- Damn it, you're some kind of idiot?
- Cholera, czy ty jestes idiotą? (damn it, you're some kind of idiot?)
- Say somethig understandalbe!
- Powiedz coś zrozumiałego! (say something understandable!)
- Vegeta, the translator! – Bulma whispered urgently and handed him a pair of headphones /AN: but these small ones./. He got them on and was finally able to understand what the solidger (he assumed he was, cause he had a uniform) was saying.
- Now, tell me where... and WHEN are we.
- Huh... Don't you know? It's 1945 year, Berlin. Are you German? – the man eyed them suspiciously.
- No, we're not German. What's your name?
- I'm Grzegorz Brzęczyszczykiewicz /nice, huh?/ And you?
- Bulma Briefs. Vegeta no Oui. – Bulma stared at the goofy–looking guy. – We're in Berlin? But... Shouldn't it be... a little bit destroyed?
- Oh! It will be. We just need a few more dayes! – Gregory announced proudly and pointed at the few helicopters and tanks that were stanging behind a huge brick wall.
- O, really... I could... – Vegeta started saracastlly, but when he looked at Bulmas strange expression he immediatley shut up.
- Oh, these are great! Are they strong? – the woman cheered and run to the machines.
- They're very strong! We will smash those Germans in a blink of an eye! They don't have a chance...!
- But tell me, why do you want to „smash those Germans"? They did something to you? – Vegeta asked dumbly. „Damn! I knew that he'll say that! Now we're dead!" Bulma thought.
- Huh?!?! You were in coma for last 6 years?!?! – the soliger stared at the Prince like he was a ghost or something as extraordinary.
- Of course not! I just wanted to know why you stupid, weak humans always fight! I hope you'll extinct soon! Personally speaking, it would do you and the Universe good.
- ????????????????????????????? *shock*
Bulma shook her head and dragged the Sayia-jin (who had a very proud grin plastered on his face in this moment) about 5 meters from Greg.
- What the hell are you doing?!?! – she hissed into his ear – I bet you're not thinking clearly... Did you smoke something?!
- Woman, if I have smoked something, you'd see that. We hang around eachother 24/7, and that's REALLY distracting! – he glared at her and crossed his arms.
- Ohhh... My presence is distracting? It's... it's really... touching! – Bulma pretended that she was sobbing.
- Yeach... You and your voice alltoghether are hard to stand. I don't understand how such a beautiful creature... – his eyes winded and he covered his mouth. „Kami please, tell me you made her deaf for this few seconds...!" But Kami wasn't on Vegetas side and Bulma heard it all. She also noticed his horrorfied expression when he said it. She decided to be nice to him once and ignore his last comment.
- Vegeta. The point is, that you can't walk around and scream „I'M AN ALIEN!" or blast people into oblivion...
- Becouse...? – his voice was a little shaky, but he was grateful that she didn't raise THAT subject.
- Becouse, my Royal-Pain-In-The-Ass, we can't change history! You know what a paradox is, don't you?
- Enlighten me.
- A paradox is when two things that couldn't EVER happen, are happening at the same time! /Their relationship is a paradox... ;b j/k/
- AND? – Vegeta was getting really annoyed
- AND, it can change EVERYTHING. A little thing can change the history of the whole Universe! Or our fate. If you kill someone from my family, or from anyones familly, that person will dissapear! Do you understand now? It something will go wrong, we can never be born, or never meet eachother. That wouldn't be so terrible, BUT for example, I could never meet Goku and I'd never find the Dragon Balls. You would destroy Earth, Freezer would kill you and you wouldn't be wished back and everything would be fight down fucked up!
- Oh. So we must get out of here as fast as we can. You should tell me before, Woman. I wouldn't blast that city in the last time line...
- WHAT?!?!?!??!?!!?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!
- Just joking.
- Huh? You? Joking? – Bulma stared at him in awe.
- No, correction. Pissing you off. The Sayia-jin no Oui doesn't joke...
- And I think that you have your own twisted sense of humor...
- Don't. Start.
- Ok., Ok... Don't be such an ass... Wait, you're an ass all the time!
Vegta sighned and walked to Greg.
- Tell me, do you have any science wing in here?
- And what exackly do you want to know? - the solidger glanced at him and then turned back to stare at Bulma.
- We are... eee... scienceist send here to help you with... with your machines! – the blue-haired woman said and the Sayia-jin chulked. She wasn't good at lying... But it didn't matter to Gregory who appearently had a crush on her and nodded.
- I'll take you to the general.
The general was a fit man, about 50 years old with grey hair and black moustache. He was dressed in a USSR uniform, that Bulma immediatley recognized, becouse of it's big red stars on the cap and shoulders.
/ A little bit of history lesson that I know you all love. Huh, nevermind I am a history maniac Deal with it.
On a 2nd of May, 1945 USSR army, with one Polish division of troops, and one division of light artylery, took over Berlin. On the 7th-9th of May, Germany sighned its capitulation, ending the 2nd World War.
There, you have it. ;b Now on with the story.../
- Tak? (yes?) – he took his eyes off his work and tryed to smile, but instead he managed a faint smirk
- Hay, Veg-head, we must adjust our translators... It can't translate two languages at one time... – Bulma whispered. Vegeta grumbled something about stupid humans and their dumb inventions that can't do two simple thing, but do what she said.
- What are they doing here, soliger? – the general asked ciouriosly
- They say that they have been send here to help our technical crew, sir.
- Very well. Do they have the papers? – when Bulma heard that she froze. „Damn. Now we're REALLY dead...". But she was the smartest woman on Earth, wasn't she?
- I think yes, sir. – general motined them to show the documents. Bulma pulled a capsule from her pocket. „Great... How the hell I'm gonna open it?"
- Excuse me for a moment – she said and not waiting for the response, she ran out and threw the capsule on the ground. She searched thru her things and found what she's been looking for. About 10 pages written in Japanese. She was sure that they'd not bother to read it. She walked back to the tent and showed the documents. Most of this was written in kanji (one of the Japanese alphabets. It's simillar to Chinese, and it's very VERY difficult. The others are katakana and hiragana. Thank Kami, they're a lil' bit more simple than kanji), and a poor man stared at it with a schocked expression.
- Wha... what is this?
- Our papers. Take it, or leave it, but belive me, we're the best people on the job – Vegeta said smugly and smirked.
- Ok... Brzenczyszczykiewicz, show them the labs... – general sat down and stared at the pages covered with something that my my sport teacher calls „bushes" /I don't know why.../.
When they reached the lab tent, Bulma squeked in delight. The had microscopes, small tools, wires... But no microprocesors. „Nah, but this will do... This MUST do."
- Ohhhh... I've not seen a lab in such a long time... – she said
- Onna, you were in the lab 24/7, when we were in our time line. You're a workoholick.
- Sayes who, Veggie-chan?
- Hmpf. Don't annoy me, start working.
After 2 hours of staring at the Woman as she worked, he decided to go, catch some fresh air. When he walked out, he realized that his breath's been really shallow and sighned. „Onna. It's all your fault..."
Then, suddenly he heard an alarm. Men were running out of their tents, fanticlly pulling their clothes on. Vegeta chulked „Great discipline.", but his thoughts were interrupted by a large bomb that fell down just in front of him. „What the fuck..."
- RUN!!! – someone screamed to him. But he didn't mean to. He grabbed the large piece of metal and threw it as fas as he could manage. It hit directly the city. Luckily, no one saw him.
But more bombs and bullets were flying to the camp
- How the HELL did they get that!!! We thought that they're out of their supplies!!! – Vegeta heard another scream. He didn't mind. Bombs and bullets couldn't do anything to him but...
- WOMAN! – the thought of her beeing hurt stabbed him like a poisoned blade.
/sorry, I couldn't resist.../
He ran to the lab and found her compleatly unware of what was going on outside. She could easily get killed...
-Onna!
She popped her head up and looked at him
- Hi Vege...
- You're finished?
- Almost...
- Get up.
- Wha...
- I said GET UP!
She obeyed and glared at him
- What the hell is going on? Are you going to tell me, or will you just yell?
- Something's wrong, we must get out of here! Come – he streched out a hand and she took it. They ran out and he took off in the air.
- Hay! They're attacking! – Bulma shouted
- Who is attacking? I don't understand this whole thing! – Vegeta growled and flew even higher
- The Germans! They have some tank over there... Thank Kami, they don't have planes...! See, our forces are moving there – she pointed at the large group of men and battle jeeps – And there is a... Oh, shit... How did they get those SS mans? Huh, nevermind. We will win this battle.
- What makes you think that? And why do you say „we" and „our forces"? – the Sayia-jin looked at his precious cargo in confusion.
- You look cute when you do that. Anyway, I'm speaking in plural, becouse if we have loose this, the world would be... slightly different in our times.
- When I'm cute? – Vegeta was more interested of what she said about him than about this whole fucked up war. Bulma blushed, but said nothing and just hugged him even more tightly than before. He shivered „Anyone has never made me fell that way... What IS she doing?".
- Veggie-chan?
- STOP. IT. – he said slowly. He hoped that will frighten her and she'll quit calling him those stupid nicknames. She just shook her head.
- Wanna go home? Now I have everything set...
- What a question, Woman... Sure I do... – he said and looked into her eyes...
You know, it always starts with an eye contact. Than people move closer to eachother... closer... and closer... and then finally...
Bulma felt his soft lips on her own as he kissed her. „How somebody as cruel and ruthless as him can kiss so softly, so affectionatly... And Kami, why am I letting him do this...? Bulma, girl, pull away!" But she couldn't. She just couldn't make one simple move! And then she realized that she wanted it... Wanted it since ever. It was a kiss from her dreams
„What the hell am I doing? Those crazy emotions... WHY? Why me? Why her? Why is she letting me do this? Could she really... No. She will be mad at me in a moment I pull away, but... I need her so much! This is madness... I have feelings for someone that doesn't care... why allways me?" Then Vegeta decided to make his last move. It was their first and a last one kiss, and he wanted to have everything that he could from it.
She felt his tongue in her mouth and responded immediatly. Now the kiss turned into a passion filled duel...
Picture this: tanks and war cars everywhere, humans screaming, crying... It looks like Armageddon.
And two people, levitating 30 meters above the ground, kissing and not noticing anything that is happenig around them.
Strange, you say?
Well, maybe it is, but... isn't love a strange thing?
Chapter 9. What do you think? I've tried to write alot about their first kiss, BUT remember, they're not finished yet... ;-)
Thanx, thanx to...
Dragon UK – as usual. You know that I love you revievs! (to anyone who's reading this:check out on Dragons storys – ya won't be dissapointed!)
Mirei nochi – thanx a lot! Sorry for keeping you waiting!
Re-o-ko – again – sorry for such a late update!
Sorceress Fujin – big letters. ( Thank you for reading!
Sarissa – the world is small, ne? ;))) Thanx! (your story „mothers day" is absolutley cool!)
And finally, the person who gave me the longest reviev ever...
Majin Danielle – yeah, I'm really beautiful! ^_~ Thanx for this rating thing! I simply forgot! Even when I read I don't give a damn about rating... And thank you about this language matter! I thought people will kill me when they'll see how I write! ;-) (pplz! You MUST read „Whoda Thunk It". If you don't, I'll get you and burn you slowly on a low fire... mwahahaha!!!)
Well, must end. As usual, I'm late. In... 30 minutes I'm supposed to be in a theater on the other side of Warsaw! And I don't have a dress yet! Grrr... me and my clothes...