Copy Cat Part 1
PART 4

I nervously tugged on my blue shirt as I leaned against the wall. What's taking Bulma so long?! I've been waiting for almost an hour! I've gotta make this fast. I've gotta make her my mate as soon as possible. Suddenly, the door burst open. Bulma came out, wearing a red sleeveless blouse and tight fitting pants to match. Her dainty little feet looked lovely in her silver sandals. Her heavenly perfume reached my nostrils. She batted her long curly lashes, showing off her beautiful blue eyes to me. She had put on a little of what she called "make-up". She looked so different...so...so...
"Are you just gonna stare at me and blush all night or are we going on a date?" she giggled. I was blushing? I quickly shook my head. Bulma spun around.
"Well? How do I look?"
"You...you look...l-l-lovely..." I managed to say. She smiled from ear-to-ear as she took hold of my arm. It seemed that only seconds have passed and before I knew it, we were already sharing a pizza and talking at the same time. She still amused me with her little talk. And...I can't stop staring at her. Much as I'd hate to admit it, she is lovely. She was pretty attractive without make-up and now...
"Check please," she called to the waiter, who quickly handed us a check. I looked at it but I couldn't understand it. Bulma giggled. Her giggles were like the sound of bells ringing through my mind.
"Looks like I've got a lot to teach you about earthly text!" she handed some money to the waiter.
"I should've been the one to do that," I mumbled.
"Don't worry, Vegeta. I've got all the money in the world remember? Just keep yours for future use, ok?" Bulma stood up.
"It's been a great date, Vegeta. Thanks a lot."
"Don't mention it. I was enjoying myself too."
"What did you say?"
"I said, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," Whew! Good thing I corrected it. Now why did I say that?! We later drove on the motorcycle for home. I felt Bulma's arms tighten around my waist, her head bowing down to my shoulder. She kept on mumbling something about me...mumbling it in such a soft voice I never heard her use before.
"What are you murmuring about?"
"Wha?! Oh! N-nothing, Vegeta..."
I looked back on the road. Things have not yet gone according to plan. I was yet to make her what earthlings call, a "wife". How am I going to ask her? How will she react to it? If she doesn't agree, either I look for another or force her to be mine. Yeah...that should do it. We finally arrived at the Capsule Corp. mansion. I had deviced a plan...a sickening task. I'll have to do it. This is how far I'll got through to become a Super Saiyan. I sat down on the garden bench and coaxed Bulma to sit down with me.
"Oh no. I'm too tired now, Vegeta..."
"You and your silly excuses. Come. Let's enjoy the fullmoon for awhile..."
She hesitated but she joined me anyway. As I stared at the moon, I began to have strange feelings inside me. If I had my tail, I'd be destroying the world right about now.
"It's such a lovely night...isn't it, Vegeta?"
"Yes, it is..." I choked. What was my plan again?! I was so nervous, I forgot!
"And the stars are beautiful too," she added.
"Yes, t-they are," I can't seem to think straight! Gotta recall my plan! I've go to!
"The breeze is so cool and soothing..." she added some more.
"Y-Yes, it are...I mean is."
"It's a very romantic night, isn't it?" she inched closer to me, making me even more nervous than ever. What was I forgetting again?!
"Y-yes, romantic night."
"Aren't you gonna say anything else other than yes this or that?!" she asked in an irritated matter.
"Yes, it is...I mean NO!" I woke up from my thoughts. I've upset her! She stood up and glared at me.
"You're not listening to me! You're not interested in me at all!!!" she stormed, "And I used to have such...such...never mind! I thought you'd be so damn interested in me that you'll learn to love me somehow or at least like me as a friend! You talk to me as if you're talking to a log! You've changed again! Just as quickly from bad to good and now to bad! I can't have you insult me like this, Vegeta...on a night that I thought would be so damn romantic for both of us!!!"
I could only look at her silently. She covered her mouth, as if afraid she'll say something more. Yes...she wanted to be mine. The seduction is complete...but it'll fail if I don't remedy the situation before me. That's when I remembered. Just as she started to leave, I took hold of her arm and pressed her against me. She pounded on my chest as I held her tighter.
"Let me go! Damn you! Let me go!"
What's this? A strange feeling is creeping up my skin. She excited me with every punch from her fragile hand...from every curse she spat at me. She's obviously showing how much power I've got. I proceeded to step one. I fell upon the soft ground with her, holding her hands firmly so she cannot fight back. I tilted my head and crushed my lips down on hers. I would have gagged at how low I would go to reach my goals...but instead of that, I was enjoying myself. I can't believe this! I was actually savoring the taste of her lips against mine! I felt myself weaken as I succumbed to the power of my physical desires. I freed her hands. She could've gotten away...but she encircled her arms around me in a tight embrace...as tight as the one I was giving her. Opening and closing, retreating and charging forward, our lips worked overtime. Finally, we stopped and gasped for air. I lowered my forehead to hers as I quickly found the right words to say.
"Now...can you say that I haven't learned to love you? Can you, Bulma?" I whispered. How fake those words were...but she believed it. I could see it in the way she cried. I decided to let her fool herself some more. I bent my head down and kissed both her cheeks, as if kissing her tears away.
"Please, Bulma..." I murmured, "please be my mate...I mean...wife,"
Bulma shoved me gently aside. She sat up, twirling her hair. Her gaze fell upon her lap, where a cherry blossom had landed. Fall was coming. She turned to me.
"B-but...isn't it...too soon?" she asked nervously. I sat up beside her and cupped her soft face between my palms.
"I can't wait anymore," I started, "I've held back for two years since I met you...I can't have that Yamcha carry you off somewhere away from me...again. I don't ever want that to happen. You don't know how much suffering you have caused me...please say you'll be mine,"
That did it. She smiled and our lips collided once more. Everything is going exactly as I had plotted. She has fallen to my trap...I just hope I won't fall along with her...what am I thinking?! I'll never fall for her...or will I?