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Power to Bulma!
By: Vegeta's Blue-Haired Angel
Last time:
Suddenly a woman came up to him and threw her arms around Vegeta's neck.
"Oh! You are my hero!" she said, before kissing him full on the lips. Vegeta was so shocked he didn't move until he heard Bulma.
"V-Vegeta! How could you!" she said, bolting off into the crowd of old high school friends.
Bulma bolted past everyone into the ladies room, Vegeta ran after her. He slammed open the door to the ladies room. All the women looked up in surprise then screaming ran out. Bulma was left crying on a sofa in the corner.
"Woman." he started.
"Get away from me! How could you do that?" Bulma said, getting up and brushing past him. Before she got too far he grabbed her wrist and brought her to his chest. She looked into his eyes, fire snapping angrily in her blue orbs.
"Why?" was all she asked.
"Why? It was a setup! Do you really think I would stoop that low! I have honor you know!" Vegeta said, stroking her hair. Bulma stared at him, deciding whether or not to believe him.
"Y-you're right, of course. I just over reacted! You know with Yamucha and stuff like that." Bulma sniffed.
"Yes. let's get out of here!" Vegeta said, picking her up and walking her to the car. He opened the door and sat her in the passenger seat, then closed the door. As he sat in the driver seat he couldn't help but wonder if that guy(. ah shit. what was his name. oh well. )set it all up. Bulma handed him the keys. He stared confused at them for a while. What was he supposed to do? Bulma, seeing his confusion, took the keys and ordered him to the passenger seat.
She started up the car and shortly they arrived home.
"Gohan?" Bulma called, going into Trunks' room. There on the floor tied up was Gohan.
"Poor kid, should've known better than to leave you alone with Trunks! Where is he?" she asked, as she untied him.
"Um. he ran off somewhere about ten minutes ago. I think he went into your room!" Gohan said, standing up unsteadily.
"Here! Let me drive you home, you are in no condition to fly!" Bulma said.
"No. No thank you! I'm fine!" Gohan protested.
"NO! Chi-Chi won't be pleased if you faint somewhere in the middle of nowhere! C'mon!" Bulma said, taking his hand leading him to the car.
* * *
"All right, Thanks Bulma!" Gohan cried as he walked inside his home.
"Any time, Gohan!" Bulma cried back.
* * *
"Trunks!" Bulma yelled as soon as she walked in the door.
"Y-yes mom?" Trunks asked, coming down the stairs.
"You know better than that!" Bulma screeched, "Now go to bed! I can't believe you did that to Gohan!"
"Sorry!" Trunks said, before flying up the stairs and into bed.
"Kami. he is such a trouble maker! It's all because of your influence!" Bulma teased, pointing to Vegeta.
"Me? What did I do? The brat is the way he is because you pamper him too much!" Vegeta said in defense.
"I don't think so, mister!" Bulma said stomping up the stairs followed by Vegeta. They argued all the way to their room.
"It is ALL you!" Bulma said, walking over to the bed.
"I don't think so." Vegeta said, taking Bulma into his arms.
"I do." Bulma said, kissing him lightly on the lips.
* * *
"MOM!" he cried.
"Yes?" Bulma asked.
"My friend Rob wants to know if I can go camping with him and his dad and Goten this weekend!" Trunks asked.
"As long as you behave! When is he picking you up?"
"Tomorrow at. noon!"
"Go pack! I'll be up in a little while to help you."
*Next day*
BEEEEEP!
"MOM! He's here!" Trunks yelled, from the living room.
"All right! Do you have your capsules?"
"Yup"
"All right!" Bulma said, heading out the door. Rob's dad's jaw literally dropped at the sight of Bulma.
"H-hey! How are you?" he stuttered.
"Hi! I'm fine and you?" Bulma said, waving.
"I'm fine!"
"Good! I hope you have a good time and if Trunks is bad I want you to tell me!" Bulma said, throwing a threatening glance at Trunks, who shrunk back into the car.
"All right! I will! Oh by the way I'm Ray... um I was just wondering." Ray said, taking her hand into his, "Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me sometime."
"What's going on here?" came a gruff voice behind Bulma.
"Um. um." Ray stuttered.
"Vegeta? Hi!" Bulma said, struggling to get out of Ray's grasp.
"Are you going to let go of my wife or should I make you?" Vegeta sneered, almost laughing at the sight of Ray's face turning a red, then pale white. Ray quickly released Bulma's hand said, 'Good bye' and drove off. As soon as he was out of sight Bulma burst into a fit of giggles.
"What's so funny, woman?" Vegeta asked, amusement evident in his eyes.
"Just how pale he got when you said, 'wife!'" Bulma said. Vegeta smirked.
* * *
Vegeta sat up in bed; he looked over at Bulma. The moon shining into their room accented her features, her blue hair now pale, almost white; her skin seemed to glow.
He closed his eyes for a moment. He needed to make his decision and it needed to be done soon.
Vegeta had observed the way Bulma watched married couples, the way her eyes dropped and started to water. It was what she really wanted, BUT Vegeta didn't know if he was ready to make that kind of commitment.
He wanted to be with her for all eternity, and was sure she felt the same about him. but it would damage his pride to go through with this Earth custom.
Vegeta tilted his head to the side as a new thought came into his mind. he had marked her. He HAD gone through with the SAIYAN ritual, that had been done first. maybe it wouldn't shame him after all. she went through with the hunt to please him.
~Flashback~
His enhanced eyes searched through the darkness. He could smell her; she filled his senses. He needed to find her and quickly. He didn't know how much longer he could control himself. Just imagining her soft skin pressed against his, the moans that would escape her throat, music to his ears.
The little minx had escaped his clutches for a couple hours and dawn was approaching. He needed to find her before then, or they could not mate.
A movement in a nearby bush brought him out of his meditation.
Foolish Girl
With a wolfish growl he pounced into the bushes, only to find himself trapped. The next thing he knew he was hanging upside down by his ankles. His arms were entwined with vines, he could barely move.
He knew he could get out easily, though. He just wanted to see what she would do first.
He watched her saunter over to him, teasing him with her body. His eyes roamed her form. Her black spandex suit was ripped, showing the top of her creamy breasts.
"Big bad Saiyan fell for my trap." she teased, her bottom lip stuck out in a pout, "What are ya gonna do now, Saiyan?" She walked up to him and kissed his lips lightly before stepping back.
"Don't think I don't know what you are doing. I know you can break these vines with a flick of your wrist, what are you playing at?" she asked, her eyes darkening with lust.
"This," he said ripping out of the vines and pinning her to the ground.
~End of Flashback~
"Vegeta? Why are you still up? Are you feeling ok?" Bulma asked, her eyes fluttering open.
"I'm fine woman, go back to sleep," Vegeta said, looking out the window. Bulma smirked and grabbed onto his shoulder, bringing the unaware Saiyan Prince into a laying position. Bulma rested her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Vegeta looked at her and growled deep in his throat.
"The woman was such an enigma."
Author's Note: A bit short, went by fast, but It's here right? I MIGHT re- do this chapter, MIGHT! Review, please!!!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragonball Z!
Power to Bulma!
By: Vegeta's Blue-Haired Angel
Last time:
Suddenly a woman came up to him and threw her arms around Vegeta's neck.
"Oh! You are my hero!" she said, before kissing him full on the lips. Vegeta was so shocked he didn't move until he heard Bulma.
"V-Vegeta! How could you!" she said, bolting off into the crowd of old high school friends.
Bulma bolted past everyone into the ladies room, Vegeta ran after her. He slammed open the door to the ladies room. All the women looked up in surprise then screaming ran out. Bulma was left crying on a sofa in the corner.
"Woman." he started.
"Get away from me! How could you do that?" Bulma said, getting up and brushing past him. Before she got too far he grabbed her wrist and brought her to his chest. She looked into his eyes, fire snapping angrily in her blue orbs.
"Why?" was all she asked.
"Why? It was a setup! Do you really think I would stoop that low! I have honor you know!" Vegeta said, stroking her hair. Bulma stared at him, deciding whether or not to believe him.
"Y-you're right, of course. I just over reacted! You know with Yamucha and stuff like that." Bulma sniffed.
"Yes. let's get out of here!" Vegeta said, picking her up and walking her to the car. He opened the door and sat her in the passenger seat, then closed the door. As he sat in the driver seat he couldn't help but wonder if that guy(. ah shit. what was his name. oh well. )set it all up. Bulma handed him the keys. He stared confused at them for a while. What was he supposed to do? Bulma, seeing his confusion, took the keys and ordered him to the passenger seat.
She started up the car and shortly they arrived home.
"Gohan?" Bulma called, going into Trunks' room. There on the floor tied up was Gohan.
"Poor kid, should've known better than to leave you alone with Trunks! Where is he?" she asked, as she untied him.
"Um. he ran off somewhere about ten minutes ago. I think he went into your room!" Gohan said, standing up unsteadily.
"Here! Let me drive you home, you are in no condition to fly!" Bulma said.
"No. No thank you! I'm fine!" Gohan protested.
"NO! Chi-Chi won't be pleased if you faint somewhere in the middle of nowhere! C'mon!" Bulma said, taking his hand leading him to the car.
* * *
"All right, Thanks Bulma!" Gohan cried as he walked inside his home.
"Any time, Gohan!" Bulma cried back.
* * *
"Trunks!" Bulma yelled as soon as she walked in the door.
"Y-yes mom?" Trunks asked, coming down the stairs.
"You know better than that!" Bulma screeched, "Now go to bed! I can't believe you did that to Gohan!"
"Sorry!" Trunks said, before flying up the stairs and into bed.
"Kami. he is such a trouble maker! It's all because of your influence!" Bulma teased, pointing to Vegeta.
"Me? What did I do? The brat is the way he is because you pamper him too much!" Vegeta said in defense.
"I don't think so, mister!" Bulma said stomping up the stairs followed by Vegeta. They argued all the way to their room.
"It is ALL you!" Bulma said, walking over to the bed.
"I don't think so." Vegeta said, taking Bulma into his arms.
"I do." Bulma said, kissing him lightly on the lips.
* * *
"MOM!" he cried.
"Yes?" Bulma asked.
"My friend Rob wants to know if I can go camping with him and his dad and Goten this weekend!" Trunks asked.
"As long as you behave! When is he picking you up?"
"Tomorrow at. noon!"
"Go pack! I'll be up in a little while to help you."
*Next day*
BEEEEEP!
"MOM! He's here!" Trunks yelled, from the living room.
"All right! Do you have your capsules?"
"Yup"
"All right!" Bulma said, heading out the door. Rob's dad's jaw literally dropped at the sight of Bulma.
"H-hey! How are you?" he stuttered.
"Hi! I'm fine and you?" Bulma said, waving.
"I'm fine!"
"Good! I hope you have a good time and if Trunks is bad I want you to tell me!" Bulma said, throwing a threatening glance at Trunks, who shrunk back into the car.
"All right! I will! Oh by the way I'm Ray... um I was just wondering." Ray said, taking her hand into his, "Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me sometime."
"What's going on here?" came a gruff voice behind Bulma.
"Um. um." Ray stuttered.
"Vegeta? Hi!" Bulma said, struggling to get out of Ray's grasp.
"Are you going to let go of my wife or should I make you?" Vegeta sneered, almost laughing at the sight of Ray's face turning a red, then pale white. Ray quickly released Bulma's hand said, 'Good bye' and drove off. As soon as he was out of sight Bulma burst into a fit of giggles.
"What's so funny, woman?" Vegeta asked, amusement evident in his eyes.
"Just how pale he got when you said, 'wife!'" Bulma said. Vegeta smirked.
* * *
Vegeta sat up in bed; he looked over at Bulma. The moon shining into their room accented her features, her blue hair now pale, almost white; her skin seemed to glow.
He closed his eyes for a moment. He needed to make his decision and it needed to be done soon.
Vegeta had observed the way Bulma watched married couples, the way her eyes dropped and started to water. It was what she really wanted, BUT Vegeta didn't know if he was ready to make that kind of commitment.
He wanted to be with her for all eternity, and was sure she felt the same about him. but it would damage his pride to go through with this Earth custom.
Vegeta tilted his head to the side as a new thought came into his mind. he had marked her. He HAD gone through with the SAIYAN ritual, that had been done first. maybe it wouldn't shame him after all. she went through with the hunt to please him.
~Flashback~
His enhanced eyes searched through the darkness. He could smell her; she filled his senses. He needed to find her and quickly. He didn't know how much longer he could control himself. Just imagining her soft skin pressed against his, the moans that would escape her throat, music to his ears.
The little minx had escaped his clutches for a couple hours and dawn was approaching. He needed to find her before then, or they could not mate.
A movement in a nearby bush brought him out of his meditation.
Foolish Girl
With a wolfish growl he pounced into the bushes, only to find himself trapped. The next thing he knew he was hanging upside down by his ankles. His arms were entwined with vines, he could barely move.
He knew he could get out easily, though. He just wanted to see what she would do first.
He watched her saunter over to him, teasing him with her body. His eyes roamed her form. Her black spandex suit was ripped, showing the top of her creamy breasts.
"Big bad Saiyan fell for my trap." she teased, her bottom lip stuck out in a pout, "What are ya gonna do now, Saiyan?" She walked up to him and kissed his lips lightly before stepping back.
"Don't think I don't know what you are doing. I know you can break these vines with a flick of your wrist, what are you playing at?" she asked, her eyes darkening with lust.
"This," he said ripping out of the vines and pinning her to the ground.
~End of Flashback~
"Vegeta? Why are you still up? Are you feeling ok?" Bulma asked, her eyes fluttering open.
"I'm fine woman, go back to sleep," Vegeta said, looking out the window. Bulma smirked and grabbed onto his shoulder, bringing the unaware Saiyan Prince into a laying position. Bulma rested her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Vegeta looked at her and growled deep in his throat.
"The woman was such an enigma."
Author's Note: A bit short, went by fast, but It's here right? I MIGHT re- do this chapter, MIGHT! Review, please!!!