Disclaimer: I think I just might cry if someone asks me one more time if I think I own it.....cause
I don't.......::SOB::....
Replys: Um, well........I'm doing this right after posting chappie 4, so I didn't have any reviews...
Content: ::Rolls eyes::
/thinking/,"speaking"
Chapter 5 Heaven or Hell?
At the break of , well, noon Bulma decided to roll out of bed. She consoled herself on her late
rise with the fact that last night she had finished the details on her 'plan' for the asshole.....no
not the Prince......the other un-royal asshole.
Just thinking of how she was going screw him over brought a smile to her face as she headed to
the bathroom. Unconcerned with the mess that was her room she stripped off her night clothers
and added them to the pile on the floor near her bathroom door.
Lost in her thoughts and the need to pee, she didn't noticed the shower was in use. And since the
glass was all fogged up from the steam of the hot water that the Prince was currently enjoying
after his workout, the vague naked form of his royal hiene didn't draw her noticed.
The Prince on the other hand had just been thrust into Hell.......or was it Heaven.....she was nude
after all. And he was currently in a debate with himself on just what he should do about this latest
development that was the saga of his life.
Having made her offering to the porcelain god, Bulma mechanically went to her sink and brushed
her teeth, still dreaming of her 'plan' and the deep satisfaction that was sure to come upon its
completion.
Vegeta having completed his shower, decided to hang around to see if she would notice him
before she reached the shower door. That and well, ../ ...the Woman has a body on her.../ and he
was having a bit of a time keeping his eyes to him self. After, the first look his honor had kicked
in and had dictated that it was wrong to look upon a naked woman without her permission, and
so he had turned his back to the view of her. (a/n: In my opinion the Prince may have been a
mass murder before, but he was infused with a deep since of honor which would have kept him
from forcing himself on any female, unlike some others of his race......but, you say where is the
honor in murdering the masses......it's just one of those twisted contridictions that face us all in
life....now back to the show.) He almost had made a hasty retreat to his quarters, when his pride
strolled in and made a fuss about him being first and how she could just wait her fucking turn!
It was a mess in his head, a regular brawl had ensued between his pride and his honor. His honor
argued he should leave the Woman any since of dignity she had and leave with out looking further
on her beautiful bounty that was gently swaying its way towards him. While his pride bitched that
he was currently using (even if he had already technically finished) the shower, and if she was too
damned scatter brained to notice he was here then why not press the advantage and see what was
on display......whoa.....that's blue too!
She sauntered on in and proceeded to shower, after automatically adjusting the temperature to a
decent setting. Some where in deep recesses of her brain all kinds of sirens and alarms were
sounding, and she only mildly wondered about them before the 'plan' reasserted itself in her
thoughts again. / Oh, I am soooooo going to relish the pain I'm going to inflict on that bastard,
who called himself MY boyfriend and then turned right around and screwed everything in
a skrit and a push up bra! / She soaped herself lazily all over while a cruel, if not evil, smile crept
on to her face.
/........../ Honor and pride were at a loss for words as Vegeta watched with rapt attention as the
blue haired Goddess before him continued in her 'shower ritual' with the meticulous cleaning of her
crown of blue locks. He barely resisted the urge to reach out and touch her to see if she was
indeed before him, having decided he was dreaming after seeing her creamy skin glisten with the
first spray of water. His hands itched to caress her skin, his arms ached to hold her, his skin
tingled with the anticipation of her skin against his, and.......he didn' t need to look down to see
that his .....entire being was at attention to her very presence.....infact it avidly followed her every
move...../....like a fucking ....wrong word right now......lost puppy! /
Still oblivious to the other occupant of the shower, she finished turned off the water got out and
proceeded to dry off. A knock from her bedroom door pulled her out of her fog, and she went to
answer it without so much as a backward glance after hurrying into her fluffy robe and in to her
quarters closing the bathroom door behind her.
When she had bent over in front of him to dry her legs, Vegeta had to stifle a moan and had to
go so far as to brace himself against back shower wall to ground himself at the glorious sight
before him. He jumped at the knock that sounded from her rooms and froze thinking that now he
would finally be discovered. And there would be one hell of a fight that would take place at his
depraved peeping-tom act. To his relief she still didn't noticed and hadn't bothered to look around,
let alone in the mirror where his now guilty reflection stood looking back at him. Looking down
cursing his now painful state he turned on the COLD water and stood there till the fevor that had
taken over his body had receeded. Then finally retreated to his rooms with one hell of set of
memories filed away in his mind.
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There you go! A nice Fluffy chappie to say I am Sorry for the delay. And remember ladies, a wet
and naked Vegeta is a gooooooood Vegeta! Are you happy? Did I do good? ::puts hand to ear
to listen::
I don't.......::SOB::....
Replys: Um, well........I'm doing this right after posting chappie 4, so I didn't have any reviews...
Content: ::Rolls eyes::
/thinking/,"speaking"
Chapter 5 Heaven or Hell?
At the break of , well, noon Bulma decided to roll out of bed. She consoled herself on her late
rise with the fact that last night she had finished the details on her 'plan' for the asshole.....no
not the Prince......the other un-royal asshole.
Just thinking of how she was going screw him over brought a smile to her face as she headed to
the bathroom. Unconcerned with the mess that was her room she stripped off her night clothers
and added them to the pile on the floor near her bathroom door.
Lost in her thoughts and the need to pee, she didn't noticed the shower was in use. And since the
glass was all fogged up from the steam of the hot water that the Prince was currently enjoying
after his workout, the vague naked form of his royal hiene didn't draw her noticed.
The Prince on the other hand had just been thrust into Hell.......or was it Heaven.....she was nude
after all. And he was currently in a debate with himself on just what he should do about this latest
development that was the saga of his life.
Having made her offering to the porcelain god, Bulma mechanically went to her sink and brushed
her teeth, still dreaming of her 'plan' and the deep satisfaction that was sure to come upon its
completion.
Vegeta having completed his shower, decided to hang around to see if she would notice him
before she reached the shower door. That and well, ../ ...the Woman has a body on her.../ and he
was having a bit of a time keeping his eyes to him self. After, the first look his honor had kicked
in and had dictated that it was wrong to look upon a naked woman without her permission, and
so he had turned his back to the view of her. (a/n: In my opinion the Prince may have been a
mass murder before, but he was infused with a deep since of honor which would have kept him
from forcing himself on any female, unlike some others of his race......but, you say where is the
honor in murdering the masses......it's just one of those twisted contridictions that face us all in
life....now back to the show.) He almost had made a hasty retreat to his quarters, when his pride
strolled in and made a fuss about him being first and how she could just wait her fucking turn!
It was a mess in his head, a regular brawl had ensued between his pride and his honor. His honor
argued he should leave the Woman any since of dignity she had and leave with out looking further
on her beautiful bounty that was gently swaying its way towards him. While his pride bitched that
he was currently using (even if he had already technically finished) the shower, and if she was too
damned scatter brained to notice he was here then why not press the advantage and see what was
on display......whoa.....that's blue too!
She sauntered on in and proceeded to shower, after automatically adjusting the temperature to a
decent setting. Some where in deep recesses of her brain all kinds of sirens and alarms were
sounding, and she only mildly wondered about them before the 'plan' reasserted itself in her
thoughts again. / Oh, I am soooooo going to relish the pain I'm going to inflict on that bastard,
who called himself MY boyfriend and then turned right around and screwed everything in
a skrit and a push up bra! / She soaped herself lazily all over while a cruel, if not evil, smile crept
on to her face.
/........../ Honor and pride were at a loss for words as Vegeta watched with rapt attention as the
blue haired Goddess before him continued in her 'shower ritual' with the meticulous cleaning of her
crown of blue locks. He barely resisted the urge to reach out and touch her to see if she was
indeed before him, having decided he was dreaming after seeing her creamy skin glisten with the
first spray of water. His hands itched to caress her skin, his arms ached to hold her, his skin
tingled with the anticipation of her skin against his, and.......he didn' t need to look down to see
that his .....entire being was at attention to her very presence.....infact it avidly followed her every
move...../....like a fucking ....wrong word right now......lost puppy! /
Still oblivious to the other occupant of the shower, she finished turned off the water got out and
proceeded to dry off. A knock from her bedroom door pulled her out of her fog, and she went to
answer it without so much as a backward glance after hurrying into her fluffy robe and in to her
quarters closing the bathroom door behind her.
When she had bent over in front of him to dry her legs, Vegeta had to stifle a moan and had to
go so far as to brace himself against back shower wall to ground himself at the glorious sight
before him. He jumped at the knock that sounded from her rooms and froze thinking that now he
would finally be discovered. And there would be one hell of a fight that would take place at his
depraved peeping-tom act. To his relief she still didn't noticed and hadn't bothered to look around,
let alone in the mirror where his now guilty reflection stood looking back at him. Looking down
cursing his now painful state he turned on the COLD water and stood there till the fevor that had
taken over his body had receeded. Then finally retreated to his rooms with one hell of set of
memories filed away in his mind.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
There you go! A nice Fluffy chappie to say I am Sorry for the delay. And remember ladies, a wet
and naked Vegeta is a gooooooood Vegeta! Are you happy? Did I do good? ::puts hand to ear
to listen::