Chapter 1
Bulma leaned in to kiss the love of her life, she smiled contently against his lips and whispered, "Tonight was wonderful." She let her eyes wander over the handsome face that stood before her, so well defined. Her lover locked eyes with her and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She never imagined she could feel this way about anyone before. Slowly she pulled her lips away and turned to open the front door of the Capsule-Corporation house. She led him seductively in to her house, *I don't really feel like doing this tonight* she thought. This man could hurt her in so many ways that it pained her to think of the possibilities. "Yamcha, do you promise to always love me..?" Her voice trailed off and she looked deeply into his eyes waiting for an answer . "I'll love you forever," Yamcha replied smiling at her. She heard herself giggle and moved forward kissing him hard so she pushed him back out the front door. Hugging him tight she murmured into his ear, "You'll have to wait until next time then," knowing exactly what he was after. He looked disappointed for a moment but then nodded chuckling deviously. She sighed as she watched him get into his car and speed off into the night. A sudden noise made her head snap up in alarm, she gazed out into the darkness to see what it was, but found nothing. *Weird, I swear I could've hear something...* She shivered again and walked quickly back into the house.
From the shadows a lone figure stood watching the two lovers. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Bulma push the man back out of the house. His face was set in a stony expression, which masked all of the emotions. He sneered at them in disgust. *This is ridiculous why am I wasting my time and even bothering to watch that baka woman and her weakling mate* He felt rage bubbling inside him and quickly turned to leave. As he turned he felt his foot snap a twig, cursing himself he froze. He peered out into the darkness and saw Bulma's head turn to look in his direction, into the shadows. *Damn, she heard me, just what I need.* He looked into her crystal blue eyes as she searched the shadows but then gave up as she turned and walked back into the house. Vegeta's heart was pounding with excitement at the thought that he might get caught. *What is happening to me, I'm going insane because of that loudmouthed earthling woman* He rose off his feet and flew silently away, to nowhere particular...
Bulma groaned as she started to sit up in bed, still dazed she looked at her alarm clock and felt her eyes widen *13:30?! Shit, the corporation meeting! I can't believe I overslept!* Bulma lept out of bed mentally slapping herself as she ran into the shower. She stood under the blistering hot water letting it pelt her skin and she recalled all of last nights events. A smile crept onto her face as she stepped out the shower chuckling. *Oh well, the meeting's probably over now anyway so I might as well enjoy the rest of the day relaxing but I'm still gonna give mom a piece of my mind for not waking me up* she grinned deviously at this thought as she wrapped her favourite fluffy blue towel aound her. She let her wet hair dangle freely deciding against blow-drying it straight, prefering to leave it wavy for today.
She felt her stomach grumbling and decided to get something to eat before she did anything else.
Humming her favourite tune, she padded along to the kitchen thinking no-one would be in. BIG mistake, just as she entered she saw Vegeta sitting at the kitchen table, arms crossed and frowning. *Great, a wake up call from Mr Moody-pants is just what I need to start my day. Shouldn't he be doing something else rather than sit in my kitchen looking like a wet blanket* Bulma rolled her eyes in disgust but decided not to let the sour prince ruin her good mood. Just then Mrs Briefs popped up smiling at her daughter with a tray full of food.
"Good afternoon Bulma dear!" She said in a sickeningly cheery manner.
"Afternoon, mother." She replied in the same sweet tone. "Momma, why didn't you wake me up? You knew I had an important meeting today." Bulma saw Vegeta's frown deepen and she stuck her tongue out at him in her mind. Vegeta's head snapped up and looked at her sneering, as if he saw into her mind. Bulma, freaked out, turned all of her attention to her mother.
Vegeta looked in disgust as the earthling woman entered the kitchen in only a towel *How sickening, she should at least have the decency to put on clothes before she enters my presence.* Vegeta stared at the table lost in thought as the two women greeted each other. He thought about what had happened last night and felt something inside him pull apart. Looking up quickly, he saw the earth woman staring at him. He locked his gaze onto hers and knitted his eyebrows sneering. He saw the woman quickly look away flustered by something *Strange, If I didn't know better, I'd say the woman was thinking about me.* Vegeta watched as she continued talking to that idiot mother of hers.
"Well Bulma, dear, you have been working extremely hard lately and I told your father to let you rest when he tried to wake you up." Her mother replied quietly waiting for her daughter's unpleasent reaction.
Bulma stomped her foot obviously frustrated and angered by her mothers actions. Vegeta observed in silent amazement as he watched the blue-haired woman's temper flare. *She is a fiesty one, just like a Say-jin woman...* He pondered on that last thought for a moment, wondering what it would be like if she really was a Saiya-jin. He quickly shook this thought from his mind, angered at having a thought like that. *Emotions are for the weak, and I am certainly not weak like these foolish earthlings*
"Mother!!" Her shrill voice broke Vegeta's train of thoughts. "I am not a child and it was an important meeting" Bulma huffed. Vegeta smirked at the womans response to not being awoken.
"What are you smirking at mister?" Bulma directed her question towards Vegeta who was caught off guard.
"Nothing that concerns you, woman." Vegeta snapped. Bulma could see she was disturbing his thinking, but she didn't care.
"Why Vegeta are you thinking about lil old me? How sweet" Bulma remarked in a false sugar-coated tone.
She grinned inwardly as she saw the prince frown. "Well I'm just gonna go get changed and then I'm off to Master Roshi's island, 'kay mom?" Bulma smiled at her mother and kissed her cheek as she ran out of the kitchen with a piece of fruit *Guess I'll have to grab something to eat at Master Roshi's place, that Vegeta puts me off when he's in the room* she frowned as she remembered what happened in the kitchen, *Creepy*. She felt a shiver go down her spine as she put on a blue bikini with a white sports mini-skirt and a matching blue tank top. She grabbed a towel, sun tan lotion and a beach ball putting them all into a capsule and started to jog towards the door, not wanting to bump into a frowning prince.
Vegeta gazed after Bulma as she jogged out the door to the bald headed perve's island. What was she doing to him? He had to get away from these pathetic earthlings. Vegeta walked slowly towards the g-room to train. *I need to get her out of my mind, she's only slowing down my training and I'm so close to reaching my goal* Vegeta almost actually smiled at this thought as he entered the g-room to begin training under the immense pressure.
Bulma leaned in to kiss the love of her life, she smiled contently against his lips and whispered, "Tonight was wonderful." She let her eyes wander over the handsome face that stood before her, so well defined. Her lover locked eyes with her and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She never imagined she could feel this way about anyone before. Slowly she pulled her lips away and turned to open the front door of the Capsule-Corporation house. She led him seductively in to her house, *I don't really feel like doing this tonight* she thought. This man could hurt her in so many ways that it pained her to think of the possibilities. "Yamcha, do you promise to always love me..?" Her voice trailed off and she looked deeply into his eyes waiting for an answer . "I'll love you forever," Yamcha replied smiling at her. She heard herself giggle and moved forward kissing him hard so she pushed him back out the front door. Hugging him tight she murmured into his ear, "You'll have to wait until next time then," knowing exactly what he was after. He looked disappointed for a moment but then nodded chuckling deviously. She sighed as she watched him get into his car and speed off into the night. A sudden noise made her head snap up in alarm, she gazed out into the darkness to see what it was, but found nothing. *Weird, I swear I could've hear something...* She shivered again and walked quickly back into the house.
From the shadows a lone figure stood watching the two lovers. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Bulma push the man back out of the house. His face was set in a stony expression, which masked all of the emotions. He sneered at them in disgust. *This is ridiculous why am I wasting my time and even bothering to watch that baka woman and her weakling mate* He felt rage bubbling inside him and quickly turned to leave. As he turned he felt his foot snap a twig, cursing himself he froze. He peered out into the darkness and saw Bulma's head turn to look in his direction, into the shadows. *Damn, she heard me, just what I need.* He looked into her crystal blue eyes as she searched the shadows but then gave up as she turned and walked back into the house. Vegeta's heart was pounding with excitement at the thought that he might get caught. *What is happening to me, I'm going insane because of that loudmouthed earthling woman* He rose off his feet and flew silently away, to nowhere particular...
Bulma groaned as she started to sit up in bed, still dazed she looked at her alarm clock and felt her eyes widen *13:30?! Shit, the corporation meeting! I can't believe I overslept!* Bulma lept out of bed mentally slapping herself as she ran into the shower. She stood under the blistering hot water letting it pelt her skin and she recalled all of last nights events. A smile crept onto her face as she stepped out the shower chuckling. *Oh well, the meeting's probably over now anyway so I might as well enjoy the rest of the day relaxing but I'm still gonna give mom a piece of my mind for not waking me up* she grinned deviously at this thought as she wrapped her favourite fluffy blue towel aound her. She let her wet hair dangle freely deciding against blow-drying it straight, prefering to leave it wavy for today.
She felt her stomach grumbling and decided to get something to eat before she did anything else.
Humming her favourite tune, she padded along to the kitchen thinking no-one would be in. BIG mistake, just as she entered she saw Vegeta sitting at the kitchen table, arms crossed and frowning. *Great, a wake up call from Mr Moody-pants is just what I need to start my day. Shouldn't he be doing something else rather than sit in my kitchen looking like a wet blanket* Bulma rolled her eyes in disgust but decided not to let the sour prince ruin her good mood. Just then Mrs Briefs popped up smiling at her daughter with a tray full of food.
"Good afternoon Bulma dear!" She said in a sickeningly cheery manner.
"Afternoon, mother." She replied in the same sweet tone. "Momma, why didn't you wake me up? You knew I had an important meeting today." Bulma saw Vegeta's frown deepen and she stuck her tongue out at him in her mind. Vegeta's head snapped up and looked at her sneering, as if he saw into her mind. Bulma, freaked out, turned all of her attention to her mother.
Vegeta looked in disgust as the earthling woman entered the kitchen in only a towel *How sickening, she should at least have the decency to put on clothes before she enters my presence.* Vegeta stared at the table lost in thought as the two women greeted each other. He thought about what had happened last night and felt something inside him pull apart. Looking up quickly, he saw the earth woman staring at him. He locked his gaze onto hers and knitted his eyebrows sneering. He saw the woman quickly look away flustered by something *Strange, If I didn't know better, I'd say the woman was thinking about me.* Vegeta watched as she continued talking to that idiot mother of hers.
"Well Bulma, dear, you have been working extremely hard lately and I told your father to let you rest when he tried to wake you up." Her mother replied quietly waiting for her daughter's unpleasent reaction.
Bulma stomped her foot obviously frustrated and angered by her mothers actions. Vegeta observed in silent amazement as he watched the blue-haired woman's temper flare. *She is a fiesty one, just like a Say-jin woman...* He pondered on that last thought for a moment, wondering what it would be like if she really was a Saiya-jin. He quickly shook this thought from his mind, angered at having a thought like that. *Emotions are for the weak, and I am certainly not weak like these foolish earthlings*
"Mother!!" Her shrill voice broke Vegeta's train of thoughts. "I am not a child and it was an important meeting" Bulma huffed. Vegeta smirked at the womans response to not being awoken.
"What are you smirking at mister?" Bulma directed her question towards Vegeta who was caught off guard.
"Nothing that concerns you, woman." Vegeta snapped. Bulma could see she was disturbing his thinking, but she didn't care.
"Why Vegeta are you thinking about lil old me? How sweet" Bulma remarked in a false sugar-coated tone.
She grinned inwardly as she saw the prince frown. "Well I'm just gonna go get changed and then I'm off to Master Roshi's island, 'kay mom?" Bulma smiled at her mother and kissed her cheek as she ran out of the kitchen with a piece of fruit *Guess I'll have to grab something to eat at Master Roshi's place, that Vegeta puts me off when he's in the room* she frowned as she remembered what happened in the kitchen, *Creepy*. She felt a shiver go down her spine as she put on a blue bikini with a white sports mini-skirt and a matching blue tank top. She grabbed a towel, sun tan lotion and a beach ball putting them all into a capsule and started to jog towards the door, not wanting to bump into a frowning prince.
Vegeta gazed after Bulma as she jogged out the door to the bald headed perve's island. What was she doing to him? He had to get away from these pathetic earthlings. Vegeta walked slowly towards the g-room to train. *I need to get her out of my mind, she's only slowing down my training and I'm so close to reaching my goal* Vegeta almost actually smiled at this thought as he entered the g-room to begin training under the immense pressure.