'What You Wish For'
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Performed Song (s) : Nobody's Fool - Avril Lavigne
Losing Grip - Avril Lavigne
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" Ok. Nobody's Fool in two. One, two and…" the tones started coming out beautifully, as the manager stood in front of the group performing on the incomplete stage, listening to the song he had requested for the group to play not seconds ago. In no time at all, the blue haired singer started singing in her most beautiful voice
Fall back
Take a look at me
And you'll see I'm for real
I feel what only I can feel
And if that don't appeal to you
Let me know
And I'll go
'Cuz I flow
Better when my colors show
And that's the way it has to be
Honestly
'Cuz creativity could never bloom
In my room
I'd throw it all away before I lie
So don't call me with a compromise
Hang up the phone
I've got a backbone stronger than yours…." the first phrase was done…and to be honest, Dave didn't like it one bit. He furrowed his brows, which made the band stop playing, then he looked at her worriedly
" Please don't tell me this is the only song the band knows how to play…" he acquired desperate. Bulma looked back at the band. Krillin and Goku, of course, knew. But not Vegeta. He probably knew how to play three or four out of fourteen almost…
Bulma turned to the manager again
" We have to practice a little bit more if we have to play another one.." she responded doubtfully. Dave looked beside him, where Madison sat soundly on a chair in her usual pose: talking on the phone and writing stuff down. His attention went back to the band
" Which other songs are you playing almost as integrated?" he asked them. Bulma cleared her throat
" Well, we can play Losing Grip…but I don't know if you'll like it…" she said dressed up in black jeans with silver chains hanging off the pockets and a white tank top to add to her skater fashion. Dave nodded
" Ok, then. Lets hear it.." he requested. The band agreed to the fact, even though they had only been practicing this song individually and they had never worked enough to put it all together. Bulma grabbed the mike
" Ok, one twice, kiss my a$$" with the signal already given, the song started to play…fairly good for what they've been practicing. Bulma grabbed the mike closer to her lips, and started singing
" Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby
Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real
Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you
Why'd you turn away?
Here's what I have to say
I was left to cry there,
waiting outside there grinning with a lost stare
That's when I decided
Why should I care?
Cuz you weren't there when I was scared
I was so alone
You, you need to listen I'm starting to trip,
I'm losing my grip and I'm in this thing alone…" she ended the first part of the chorus. Looking up from the stage and to where the manager was standing, she noticed he disliked the song even more. His pose, covering his ears, could clearly tell her so. The music stopped as Bulma raised her hand in front of the guys, the sudden silence covering the empty spaces of the room…
" Oh my God, that was wonderful!!" Madison started clapping, walking closer to Dave now. Dave uncovered his ears and looked at her as if she was a psycho
" What?! Are you crazy?!? The press will blow us out of the stage if they perform with that song-"
" Dave, these kids are young, they're rebels and they're not up tp sucking anyone's asses. They refuse to be treated as childs just because they are. Don't worry. This song is perfect. Nice job, Briefs.." she complimented. Bulma winked at her. Dave nodded his head
" No, no and NO! they will not perform that song on stage! I refuse to let that happen-"
" Dave" a guy called from the entrance of the large stadium. Dave turned to him with a paranoic expression
" WHAT?!" he asked stressed out. The guy retreated shortly
" Dale Jefferson wants to see you. Something about the song the band just played.." he reported cautiously. Dave let out a breath
" What? What about it?" he asked angered. The guy shrugged his shoulders
" I don't know. He seems to have liked it a lot…" he explained again. Dave raised a brow, as Madison smiled widely
" He did?" he asked as if he hadn't heard right the first time. The guy nodded
" Yeah. He said that it was-"
" Tell him I'll be upstairs in a few minutes. I have to work something out.." he informed. The guy nodded and walked away, leaving Dave with his band all alone again….
Dave smiled ashamedly, scratching the back of his head slightly. Vegeta smirked at him, ready to throw him one of his sarcastic remarks when Anderson turned to Madison
" Genoa, make sure that the sound works in its maximum condition" he turned to the band as Madison walked away to the sound system room.
" You" he signaled Bulma " Don't scream tonight. No alcohol, no partying until three in the morning, no nothing! You hear?" he asked. Bulma nodded understandingly. He then turned to Vegeta
" You" he signaled him " No drinking. No drinking. No drinking. You hear?!" he asked louder now. Vegeta narrowed his eyes at him
" I heard you well the first time, old sack of-"
" Vegeta, you heard him, right?" Bulma cut him off. Vegeta turned his look at her grunting
" Stay out of it, wench!" he said angrily. Bulma's blood began to boil
" No! I won't stay out of it! I'm tired of you treating people with no respect at all. You put an end to this, right now!" she started her annoying speech. Vegeta rolled his eyes angrily, then walked up to her
" Woman, I am tired of your weak ass ordering me around" he informed pissed off. Bulma raised her brows
" Oh really? Well that's a shame. Because I won't stop until you start. behaving. properly!" she informed. Vegeta furrowed his brows even more, his face became incredibly close to hers
" You have no idea how much that pisses me off!" he whispered annoyed. Bulma narrowed her eyes at him
" I don't care, Vegeta! If me acting like a freaking mom is what it takes for you to behave, then I'm doing it-"
" No one asked you to be a fucking mom, here!"
" Well no one asked you to act like a child"
" Who the fuck is acting like a child-"
" You are, you lunatic moron-"
" I'm going to kill you one of these days you blue haired freak!"
" Oh! Oh no. Please save me. Somebody. Help me" she mocked in a toneless voice. Vegeta was about to explote
" You dare to-"
" Ok, that is enough! Both of you! Just farther away.." requested the tired manager from downstage. Bulma and Vegeta both looked at him, then at each other with repugnance before finally walking away from each other's ground. Dave sighed
" What? Tell me what can I do for you to get along well?" he asked. The twosome scoffed at the same time.
" You can tape his mouth so he won't be able to talk for a few days.." Bulma said, apparently a comment she thought but just happened to say out loud. Vegeta frowned at her
" I can fuck your brains out so your voice goes away-"
" ENOUGH!!!!"
" That was gross, you Neanderthal asshole!"
" I said STOP!"
" At least it made you think, blue haired freak! Something you apparently are NOT used to"
" STOP IT!!"
" I'm sorry if your arrogance is not part of my life right now, Vegeta. I don't over analyze your ignorant comments 24/7"
" All right, stop! This has got to stop now!" he requested, the couple finally holding their insults against one another. Dave let out a sigh
" Band, take the day off allright? Go get drunk, go out and party-"
" Mr. Anderson!" Bulma recalled startled " We need to practice! We are performing in less than twenty four hours!" she added alarmed. Dave nodded
" We don't, actually. The Teen People Choice Awards are two days away. We have time, plus, you obviously need time away from one another" he eyed Vegeta from the corner of his eye. Vegeta grunted but remained silent. Bulma walked closer to the stage's edge
" Even so! How are we going to get the music sound right, with all of us, and all the-"
" Briefs. I uderstand you are a hard worker. And I admire that in you. But we all need the break. We had a hell of a trip this morning. I'm sure relaxing for a night won't get you all fucked up…"
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Bulma, Krillin, Goku and Vegeta all got together before going out, and agreed to get someplace together in where they could hang out and have a good time while relaxing and taking care of themselves.
The place was called 'Quartzo' and it was a place where there was a modeling presentation before, and then a reservation to celebrate the after party…for which they all had to get dressed up for.
Goku, Vegeta and Krillin wore nice, black tuxedos which were provided to them by the people in charge of the ceremony…whom had requested for them to come. To Bulma, they gifted a nice, long black dress, which had a nice opening on the left leg, that went all the way up to her mid thigh. But the leg opening was not as revealing as her cleveage, J-Lo style ( remember the green dress? I'm sure you do! Just in case, she wore it for some award thing…remember this one's black!!).
Bulma was sure people would not be able to take their eyes off her…or her boobs, but the fashion designer told her that if she was a new 'project' she had to drag as much attention as she could. And plus, her body was not bad at all. The dress she was wearing was one of the dresses that the fashion designer had used on one of his top models. So that was a major honor for him to have someone else wear a dress he thought no one else would be able to wear.
Maybe people would be able to leave her off the hook for two or three seconds…as opposed to certain male, who had his eyes pasted on her ever since she got out of her hotel room saying she was ready to go…
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" Vegeta?" Bulma whispered between gritted teeth as they walked down the red carpet, smiling to the large crowd of cameras who were flashing pictures at them. The group strolled down as a band; Krillin on the front, Goku and Vegeta to each side of Bulma. The papparazis and picture takers could not stop taking pictures at them, and all they could do was smile and try to walk through as fast and as covered as possible.
Vegeta grunted
" What do you want?" he asked. Bulma kept smiling, not letting his arrogance take her out of the game
" Nothing. I was just wondering…would you like a napkin?" she asked. Vegeta furrowed his brows lightly in confusion
" What for?" he asked. Bulma giggled
" Because…well, I can't help but to see that you're drooling over me. Stop looking at my cleveage" she requested. Vegeta frowned
" You don't know what you're talking about. Besides, what am I going to see there? There's nothing that could satisfy me…" he replied smugly. Bulma raised a brow but kept smiling
" You are so lucky that we are walking down this thing right now. Because I swear, you low brain jack ass, I would've ripped you balls-"
" Bulma Briefs" a tv camera appeared on her face. Bulma kept smiling, a reporter with a microphone in hand getting close to her
" This is the new D & M rock band. The lead singer, and a gorgeous woman Bulma Briefs. How are you feeling today?" she asked. Bulma nodded, sliding the strands of her lazy blue hair behind her ear
" I'm holding up pretty good, really excited and happy to be here, ready for this whole thing to begin!" she replied smiling. The reporter nodded
" We all are! Now tell me, how is that band coming out?" she asked. Bulma nodded at her
" Well, it's coming out great! Me and the battery player, along with the other guitarist grew up together, playing these very same songs. We added a new guitarist just a few days ago and hit the road. We've been practicing for two entire weeks.."
" I get it must be tiring?"
" It's been exhausting. Really hard work. I hope it pays off. Hopefully we'll have a great performance…"
" I bet you will. I couldn't help to bring up the fact that your band is already taking places in the standings and you're yet to be heard. Teen People, as well as People, Entertainment Weekly and even the Rolling Stones Magazines have already named you one of the most gorgeous bands with refreshing new sense to the rock music. These men on the band are all handsome…" she complimented as both girls giggled, the wind flowing a bit harder, making Bulma's hair flow naturally with it's current.
" I guess so…" she shrugged her shoulders innocently. The reporter laughed
" Ok, then. Well, good luck with tomorrow's performance-"
" Thank you-"
" That is a very nice dress. It's making the crowd go crazy" she informed. Bulma smiled at her hypocritically
" I know. Thank you…" she answered, then walked away from the camera and with her band, who was a bit ahead of her. After a few more steps, they were finally in…ready to enjoy a relaxed, calmed environment…
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An hour and a half had already gone by and the party was raging, as all the drunk, famous people danced wildly, no cameras allowed inside.
Bulma and Vegeta hit it off from the start, never leaving the dance floor once inside. They danced passionately, along with the rhythm and beat of the good music. The crowd was too many, forcing their bodies to be in contact for a longer time, the contact getting more physical each second that passed by.
Bulma was pressing her back against Vegeta's chest…but what was mind boggling was not her naked back against his chest, if not her ass…teasing his crotch with every single movement she made. Kame….did she have to move her ass that much? Was this part of dancing?
Vegeta held her by the stomach with one hand, while the other one rested at her side, taking in possession her delicate hip bone. Bulma threw her head back so it would rest on his chest as they danced. Then suddenly, she kissed his cheek
" Are you having fun?" she asked on his ear, loud enough to be hearable throughout the music. Vegeta lowered his lips to her neck and gave her a quick peck, then ran his warm lips all over her skin, until getting to her ear
" Are you?" he whispered hoarsely, running his hand slowly on her stomach. Bulma pushed herself gently away from him, then clasped her hands around his neck and kissed his lips without warning
" We should go somewhere…" she kissed his lips again, this time Vegeta letting himself be taken away. She cut the kiss short " We should go someplace and make out" she kissed him " Your lips are just suddenly hot" she kissed him again. Vegeta cut the kiss short this time
" You realize we're both drunk…" he said in his unstable state. Bulma laughed
" Who gives a fuck, Vegeta? Why are you being so….self conscious…" she asked incoherently. Vegeta raised his brows
" Leave your big words for when you're sober, woman. They don't fit right now.." he informed, bringing her in for another kiss. Bulma suckled on his lower lip for a second, then let go
" Let's go upstairs…" she whispered on his lips, a wicked smile appearing on her face. Vegeta swallowed, then overlooked at her figure, smirking as he did so…
" As much as I want you, woman….damn. Why'd you have to be so drunk?" he asked her. Bulma giggled, her arms still clasped around his neck, while his hands roamed her bare back and slightly her firm ass. They both were the center of the whole dance floor, since Goku and Krillin had suddenly disappeared with those models that were going to star on their video.
Bulma kissed him again
" Come on, Vegeta. Who are you afraid of?" she asked. Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her, as she unequally kissed him again.
" I fear no one" he replied on her lips. Bulma giggled
" I dare you…" she said, scooting away from him. Vegeta raised a brow smirking as she giggled wickedly. " I dare you to fuck my brains out…" she said in a playful voice, knowing this was probably one of Vegeta's greatest weakness. Turning in an inviting way, Bulma and walked out of the dance floor….of course, dragging Vegeta with her…
" Come on, Come on…" she called for him as they went up the stairs clumsily since the elevator had taken too long. Both of them were out of breath since it was fourteen floors up…then again, neither one of them really cared. They were chuckling as a pair of playful kids running around the park, only they were drunk. Not kids.
" We are so drunk right now…" she laughed against his mouth, as he pressed her against the door of either her, or his hotel room. Vegeta smirked on her lips
" Do you mind?" he whispered back, kissing her lips shortly " I can stop if you want me to-" he whispered again, but his words were cut off when Bulma opened the door to the hotel room, letting both him and her inside the room…
Bulma closed the door behind Vegeta, then turned on her heel to him, and jumped on him, her two legs wrapping themselves around his small waist. Vegeta carried her to the bed and laid her down, then pinned her body with his hips, making her unable to even squirm.
" You shouldn't dare me so often.." he warned incoherently as Bulma kissed his jawbone. He looked at her, then smirked, clasping their lips together in another smooth kiss which seemed to have lasted forever.
" Why can't I dare you? Are you not tough enough?" she smiled, as both of them got rid of their clothes as fast as they could, only staying in their undergarments.
" I'm too strong to pass on it…" he reminded her, then kissed her passionately.
" How strong are you willing to play?" she asked. Amazing how the woman's personality changed when she had a certain percentage of alcohol inside her body. Then again, his personality changed too
" How weak are you willing to plea?" he smirked evilly, the darkness inside his passionate eyes taking the worse effect on her…lust. She wanted him even more, and she was beginning to show.
" I'm not willing to plea unless you make me.." she smiled at him. He smirked wickedly
" Bring it on…" he whispered on her lips then brought her in to another kiss before she could even respond…
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6 AM - LOCATION: BULMA'S ROOM…
The darn alarm went off once again…only this time it woke no one…
" Vegeta.." Bulma breathed out, as Vegeta pushed himself inside of her the last few times before passing out, after several powerful orgasms that had left both of them without enough air to breathe. Vegeta swallowed, then stopped, placing his face on top of hers so they could make eye contact. The couple panted in each other's faces, as drops of sweat covered them both their muscles throbbing after so much pleasure…
" Vegeta, it's six in the morning. We have to be downstairs in half an hour.." she informed. Vegeta closed his eyes in exhaustion, then rested his head on her shoulder, as she embraced her arms around his neck, caressing the hair on the lower part of his head.
" The old man is going to kill us" he reported whispery. Bulma smiled
" I know.." she recognized, still caressing his soft, black hair. Vegeta kept kissing her shoulder, for some reason not getting enough of her. Bulma turned to the alarm and shut it off, then squirmed a little so Vegeta could roll away from her. He did as she silently indicated, rolling at the same time out of bed, and walking towards the bathroom. Bulma sighed, still resting on the bed
" Take a shower on your bathroom. I have to take a shower.." she indicated. He turned to her, an evil smirk plastered on his face
" Don't worry. Two people can fit in here…" he indicated. Bulma rolled her eyes…but at the same time, the idea intrigued her. Not wasting anytime, she jumped out of bed as well, and the twosome was inside the shower in no time…
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" Six fifty. SIX FIFTY! Where the hell are they?!" Dave paced impatiently in front of the stage, seeing as only Krillin and Goku were the only ones that were there 'on time' (five minutes ago). Madison walked along with Dave
" Calm down, David. They will be here. They just…need some time to get dressed and-" as she talked, the couple appeared, Vegeta wearing a pair of long, black jeans and a royal blue tank top, while Bulma wore a nice white top, some blue shorts to match with. Their faces could show clear just how exhausted they were. Dave's face went completely angered
" WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU? HUH? WHAT TIME WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE HERE?!" he asked, his tone so high that his voice echoed around the whole auditorium. Bulma raised her brows innocently
" Sorry…" she said quietly, as opposed to Vegeta who frowned at him but said nothing. Dave threw his hands in the air
" SORRY MY ASS!" he screamed out. Madison caressed his shoulder, in an attempt to calm him down. Bulma cleared her throat
" Do we start?" she asked. Dave refused to answer, so Madison was the one to nod, indicating for them to start. Bulma turned to the band, smiling at Vegeta suspiciously, then turned back to the mike.
" One, twice and kiss my a$$" the signal went off. As the group started, there was a difference in the tones. Vegeta was playing slower than the rest of the band, which was making the whole sound to be bad. Dave immediately jumped up from the seat
" Stop, stop, stop!" he shook his head in disbelief, letting out a sigh " Ouji…faster, ok? Faster. You're too slow!" he informed. Vegeta grunted at him, but decided not to answer since he was to tired and his mind was overly shut down.
The band went off again, this time Vegeta doing as much as he could to play along the band. Finally Bulma's part came, and she began to sing
" …e y.. a..re…f….mak…me fe…." her voice was not coming out at all. Dave jumped up from the seat again
" What the fuck was that?!" he asked, walking closer to the stage. Bulma cleared her throat, her brows furrowed in horror
" I…I don't know. Let's try again…I just have to warm up…" she smiled nervously, taking the mike on her hands " Just gotta warm up a little…" she said, almost convincing herself. But the truth was that her voice was gone…probably too sore from the night before.
The music started playing again, but this time, her voice didn't even start. Dave widened his eyes in panic
" That's it! We are SCREWED! This is all fucked up!" he threw his hands in the air again. Bulma swallowed, looking at Vegeta guiltily. Vegeta smirked at her, yet the pair remained silent. The manager turned to them again
" Take the day, there'll be rehearsal at six!" he retreated. Everyone started gathering their stuff
" You and You, stay here right now!" he informed, signaling Bulma and Vegeta. Both of them walked towards the angered guy, not having an idea of what he was going to say…
" This is something serious, I don't know what the hell is going through your minds right now. This can put us out of the game, and it's all because you were all fucked up last night. And I'm tired of you not following the rules. Goku and Krillin do not deserve to be punished, but you two need to learn something. You take this serious right now, or else, this group is going to hell. This is the last one. If you ever dare to break the rules again, there will be no band. You got it?" he asked, his tone was menacingly and low, obviously creepy. Vegeta frowned even more but Bulma decided to nod and go along with it. David frowned
" Now go to your rooms. You're not coming out of there unless it's to sing at the auditorium. Bulma, drink liquids throughout the day and Vegeta, you rest until it's time for rehearsal. You have to start growing up. It's something that I'm not asking you for, but that it's required to survive in this business…" he informed, leaving the room, and Bulma and Vegeta by themselves…
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End of CH.7. Well, what did you think? I know…sleeping together…hmm? I wonder what'll happened now, don't you? Well, you know what you can do about it? You can review and tell me whether you liked this chapter or not, or if you want to suggest something…if you want to say something. Just anything!! Review please. Thank you for the support and I hope you stay tuned for the next chapter which is coming out soon!!
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