~*~*~*~*Author's Note:
To: bardoksbabygirl: thanks so much for your suggestions and, lol, I'm
actually doing something like what you said! We're psychic...^-^
To: Bunni Girl: O.O *squeaks* Don't hurt me...!
To: Penchy-chan, Mui Mui, blue, Kim, empty-sky, and gohan-fan: I'm sorry
this one isn't as personal as the others, but I'd like to say thank you all
for your supportive feedback, and I'd soooo love to hear from you guys on
my review page again! Every review counts!
To: Demoness Ryoko: PEANUT-BUTTER GOOD FOR CATZOID! Yum yum.
To: Tiger Queen: Yup yup! Vege-chan is struck senseless.*tries to cuddle
prince but gets blasted into next dimension* ^@.#^ -ow...oh...ow...ow
To: adbzfan2k03: I've never had such a constructive comment on my story!
*blush* Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!
And finally, to: Aiya: *screams in terror and runs up tree* _/\*^*/\_
(aww! It's a froggy!)
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Bulma elbowed her friend with a grimace on her face. Glitter laughed, "I always wanted to say that."
Vegeta and his father, the King, exchanged glances. The King nodded to his son with his usual scowl, reminding Prince Vegeta that he was royalty, and should not act like his now dumbstruck friend, Raditz. "You invited them, Vegeta," the King confirmed, "Now take care of what you have started."
Vegeta nodded quickly and forced his face back to its usual expression: cold, dark, and mysterious. Slowly he walked up to the females.
"I am the one you should speak with," he said in his usual, gruff, sexy voice. Bulma looked up at him and almost melted. "What are you staring at, woman?!"
Bulma shook her pretty head quickly a few times, and then stared the man straight in the eye. "I'm Bulma Briefs. Pleased to meet you." Bulma extended her hand for a handshake.
Vegeta looked down at her hand for a few moments, waiting for something to happen. He looked up, amused. "What are you doing, female?"
Bulma's temper rose a little, but went back down after an extreme amount of effort. Vegeta noticed this in the beautiful woman's eyes and raised an eyebrow. He found her feisty spirit interesting, since no saijain females seemed to have any willpower at all.
"My name is BULMA, who-ever-the-Hell-you-are, and I said: 'Pleased to meet you'." Seeing that he was not going to shake her hand, Bulma rolled her eyes and dropped her arm back to her side. "Stupid..." she whispered to herself. She didn't remember that saijain's had super-sensitive hearing.
Now it was Vegeta's turn to be angry, and he wasn't as good at hiding anger as the woman who stood proudly in front of him. She hadn't even bowed! Instead she had shown him her hand, which, other than being amazingly attractive, wasn't very interesting at all.
"I am Prince Vegeta, girl, and you are to show respect before me!"
Bulma sneered at him, which took him aback. She didn't...?! he thought, incredulously. "Oh, I'll practice my curtsy. I would like to talk to your superior...please," she added, after receiving a warning look from Glitter who was now trying to fend off some very aroused males.
"M...my superior?!" the prince stuttered disbelievingly, "I AM THE SUPERIOR YOU STUPID EARTH CREATURE! WHAT ARE YOU, BLIND?!"
Bulma could no longer control her anger. "Stupid Earth creature? STUPID EARTH CREATURE?! I AM BULMA, A BRILLIANT SCIENTIST YOU BASTARD! Why don't YOU learn some respect, huh?!"
The crowd went silent, and Glitter slapped her own face and groaned.
He didn't show it...he'd never show it, but this fiery female was so different to him that he actually enjoyed being so challenged by her. He felt so strange.
And so, he powered up instantly, adrenaline stampeding through his blood.
"Bitch!" he yelled back, "I'll teach you respect!" He flew at her, at top- speed, knowing full well that her power-level was a small five. Vegeta was going to show her that he WAS the superior of the two.
Glitter screamed and began fighting her way to get to Bulma. At least she could knock her friend out of the way if she was getting charged at!
Oh Bulma! she screamed angrily in her mind, Why can't you just bow to him or something! Show your neck like all females do, to show vulnerability, submission, respect and that you are weaker!
But of course, Bulma didn't do that. She didn't know saijain customs. Instead she just stood there, petrified and gazing at the sight of the incredibly attractive man speeding toward him with a death glare in his eyes.
Bulma cringed, and turned slightly to the side, eyes shut. She didn't want to know when he was going to kill her. It'll probably be better that way, she thought to herself, more scared than she had ever been in her entire life.
Bulma's long, silky hair fell from her left shoulder as her head turned to the side. Just as Vegeta was close enough to land a punch, he stopped, stupefied.
Vegeta was looking down at four marks on the woman's shoulder, near her neck. His eyes grew wide. "Scientist woman..." he whispered, disbelieving, "You have a mark...!"
Bulma stopped cringing and opened her eyes. "What?"
The prince landed back on the ground. The crowd's eyes were staring intently upon them.
"You have a mark, Scientist woman...a saijain mark!"
Upon instinct, Bulma's hand went to her birthmark. "What do you mean, Vegeta?" The prince was to busy staring at her perfect shoulder to even care about what she had just called him.
Suddenly Bulma felt her hand slightly tingle and she looked down to her mark.
Vegeta's hand was resting on hers, his eyes holding a mixed look of horror, fascination, disbelief and relief. Slowly, he removed Bulma's hand from her shoulder and released it. He examined her mark.
"This is a genuine saijain mark, Scientist. Do you know what that means?" his voice wasn't as mean as it had been, but she still couldn't make out his thoughts.
"I...I don't know...I've had it all my life, and-"
"Only saijain's have this mark."
"Why?"
Vegeta looked at her and took a few steps back. No...his thoughts whispered, how could she get a mark like that?! Well it doesn't matter because she OBVIOUSILY isn't the one for me...A saijain of royal blood would NEVER crossbreed...WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING?! HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN CONSIDERING THAT?! THAT'S JUST WRONG VEGETA!!!
"Because they just do...woman." He added quickly. "Now, I'll have Raditz show you both to your chambers."
Bulma was about to say something and opened her mouth, but was interrupted by a quick lashing from the Prince's tail. No one saw it, but Vegeta grinned...a little, just before he walked off.
********
"And this is your room, females," the saijain known to them as Raditz pointed out. "Now eh...Glitter, is it? My offer still stands strong you know..." he grinned.
Glitter rolled her eyes. "Mr. Raditz, I am not interested in sleeping in YOUR room. GO AWAY!"
Raditz sighed, and walked off, still not feeling defeated and vowing that he would win her.
Bulma and her friend entered their room. It was a nice size and was furnished nicely as well. There were two queen sized beds sitting side-by- side, and two wardrobes, two nightstands, and two dressers, completely opposite of each other. Bulma walked to her wardrobe to the right of her bed and flung open the grand doors.
Glitter walked over behind her silent friend, and gasped.
Bulma's clothes ranged from "In the Lab" to "At the Ball" and everything in between.
After observing the moment of shock, Glitter ran to her wardrobe and found clothes ranging from "On the Street" to "At the Ball" as well. She was so excited her tail even quivered.
Bulma squeaked. "Oh this is so cool!"
Glitter happily agreed and rummaged through some hangers until she found a training uniform and excitedly pulled it on after ripping off her other clothes.
Her friend giggled and pulled out her big, white, long scientist coat and a tight red dress ending right after her hips from her own suit-case. Glitter laughed, "Why are you mixing? You know you'll piss 'em off!"
Bulma laughed with her friend. "Yeah, I know. But the options they gave me with the coat just aren't...me! And besides, I have to be comfortable to work properly, right?"
Her friend was silent for a moment then shrugged. Glitter pulled out some make-up from her suitcase and got some essentials (clear lip-gloss, a little rouge, a hair brush and a hair-tie). She began doing her hair first, and observed out of the corner of her eye, her friend doing the same thing, only with different stuff (red lip-stick and super-shiny purple lip- gloss, a brush and some light pink blush).
Both were silent until Glitter couldn't take it anymore.
"You know, you had me worried back there!"
"When?"
Glitter moaned angrily. "YOU KNOW EXACTICALLY WHEN MISSY! Back when you challenged the prince! YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!"
The scientist sighed. "Yeah I know...I'm sorry if I embarrassed you Glitter. It was just so shocking that he was so cold and uncaring. And how he talked about women...and CALLED us that...it was angering-!"
"Oh Bulma!" Glitter exclaimed, rushing over to her friend (both were done with their preparation) "It wasn't embarrassing! In fact, I think the prince liked it...but I don't want to see you get hurt! Saijain's are not the nicest species!"
Bulma hugged Glitter and after a moment the two broke away.
"Alright," said Glitter, "I'm off to the training grounds."
"Give 'em Hell, girl. Give 'em Hell!"
Glitter winked and gave her a thumbs-up, just before slamming the door on her way out.
Bulma took one last look around her new room, pulled on some ankle-high boots and left.
********
"Well if you're so bored, why don't you go see what the new scientist girl is up to then," Raditz suggested.
Vegeta looked at his friend strangely. Was it that easy to tell that HE was struck stupid by her beauty and her haughty attitude? "Why?"
Raditz laughed a little and responded, "Because she's new and I thought maybe you'd like to see what she's doing in your lab."
The prince let out a sigh of relief, then began walking away. Just before he turned a corner, he looked back a little, halfway smiling. "You know, the new female sajiain is out there sparring with herself...alone..."
He fully looked behind him and laughed out loud. A trail of dust was forming behind Raditz, as he flew like a missile to wherever Glitter was training.
"Now let's see if she's all that worth it," he whispered.
********
Bulma's quick fingers flew over the keyboard as she entered some large equations. When she had first arrived, she couldn't believe how out-dated everything had been. But after a few short hours of modifications, everything was fixed and running at top speed.
"Wow.it's kinda lonely in here...I wonder if I should have brought Yaumcha..." she trailed off, now slightly angry and yearning for someone to yell at. "How could I even think of that?! That...that two timing...ohh!" She banged her fist against a table, trying to cool down, but felt so empty inside. "I need someone to talk to!"
********
Vegeta watched the female from outside her Plexiglas encasing. His eyes followed every move she made, and devoured every feature she possessed.
He could easily hear what she was saying.
"Two timing?" he asked out-loud, quietly. "She had a mate? But.mate's are for life...how could she have? Her marks are still external...they aren't indentations yet..." he trailed off as he watched something beautiful happen.
"Uh!" he heard her remark, "It is WAY too hot in here! I'm getting all sweaty! Haven't these stupid monkeys learned about air conditioning yet?!"
Vegeta watched the white lab coat fall to the floor in a half circle around Bulma. Her skin was slicked over in a thin film of sweat and she was wearing a tight red dress, ending right under her ass. The dress even had a slit on the right side! His eyes widened considerably, and his heart beat like a cat in heat. What the Hell is she wearing?!?! his mind demanded.
"Well I'll just have to straighten it out with her," he decided aloud, growling. How dare she turn him on like that? "I'll show her that she is not to walk around on MY planet without the proper covering!"
His armor and cape fell to the ground, leaving him in nothing but his spandex, gloves and boots. Vegeta licked his lips as he walked to the door leading to her area. What an excellent excuse to take advantage of her...!
Thanks for the reviews guys! I hope you'll all review me again! *turns to audience* AND I NEED YOU GUYS TO REVIEW ME TOO! PUHLEASEEEE!!!! Oh, by the way, what do you all think of cliffhangers EVERY time? *evil grin* Wow...long author's note.*~*~*~*~
Bulma elbowed her friend with a grimace on her face. Glitter laughed, "I always wanted to say that."
Vegeta and his father, the King, exchanged glances. The King nodded to his son with his usual scowl, reminding Prince Vegeta that he was royalty, and should not act like his now dumbstruck friend, Raditz. "You invited them, Vegeta," the King confirmed, "Now take care of what you have started."
Vegeta nodded quickly and forced his face back to its usual expression: cold, dark, and mysterious. Slowly he walked up to the females.
"I am the one you should speak with," he said in his usual, gruff, sexy voice. Bulma looked up at him and almost melted. "What are you staring at, woman?!"
Bulma shook her pretty head quickly a few times, and then stared the man straight in the eye. "I'm Bulma Briefs. Pleased to meet you." Bulma extended her hand for a handshake.
Vegeta looked down at her hand for a few moments, waiting for something to happen. He looked up, amused. "What are you doing, female?"
Bulma's temper rose a little, but went back down after an extreme amount of effort. Vegeta noticed this in the beautiful woman's eyes and raised an eyebrow. He found her feisty spirit interesting, since no saijain females seemed to have any willpower at all.
"My name is BULMA, who-ever-the-Hell-you-are, and I said: 'Pleased to meet you'." Seeing that he was not going to shake her hand, Bulma rolled her eyes and dropped her arm back to her side. "Stupid..." she whispered to herself. She didn't remember that saijain's had super-sensitive hearing.
Now it was Vegeta's turn to be angry, and he wasn't as good at hiding anger as the woman who stood proudly in front of him. She hadn't even bowed! Instead she had shown him her hand, which, other than being amazingly attractive, wasn't very interesting at all.
"I am Prince Vegeta, girl, and you are to show respect before me!"
Bulma sneered at him, which took him aback. She didn't...?! he thought, incredulously. "Oh, I'll practice my curtsy. I would like to talk to your superior...please," she added, after receiving a warning look from Glitter who was now trying to fend off some very aroused males.
"M...my superior?!" the prince stuttered disbelievingly, "I AM THE SUPERIOR YOU STUPID EARTH CREATURE! WHAT ARE YOU, BLIND?!"
Bulma could no longer control her anger. "Stupid Earth creature? STUPID EARTH CREATURE?! I AM BULMA, A BRILLIANT SCIENTIST YOU BASTARD! Why don't YOU learn some respect, huh?!"
The crowd went silent, and Glitter slapped her own face and groaned.
He didn't show it...he'd never show it, but this fiery female was so different to him that he actually enjoyed being so challenged by her. He felt so strange.
And so, he powered up instantly, adrenaline stampeding through his blood.
"Bitch!" he yelled back, "I'll teach you respect!" He flew at her, at top- speed, knowing full well that her power-level was a small five. Vegeta was going to show her that he WAS the superior of the two.
Glitter screamed and began fighting her way to get to Bulma. At least she could knock her friend out of the way if she was getting charged at!
Oh Bulma! she screamed angrily in her mind, Why can't you just bow to him or something! Show your neck like all females do, to show vulnerability, submission, respect and that you are weaker!
But of course, Bulma didn't do that. She didn't know saijain customs. Instead she just stood there, petrified and gazing at the sight of the incredibly attractive man speeding toward him with a death glare in his eyes.
Bulma cringed, and turned slightly to the side, eyes shut. She didn't want to know when he was going to kill her. It'll probably be better that way, she thought to herself, more scared than she had ever been in her entire life.
Bulma's long, silky hair fell from her left shoulder as her head turned to the side. Just as Vegeta was close enough to land a punch, he stopped, stupefied.
Vegeta was looking down at four marks on the woman's shoulder, near her neck. His eyes grew wide. "Scientist woman..." he whispered, disbelieving, "You have a mark...!"
Bulma stopped cringing and opened her eyes. "What?"
The prince landed back on the ground. The crowd's eyes were staring intently upon them.
"You have a mark, Scientist woman...a saijain mark!"
Upon instinct, Bulma's hand went to her birthmark. "What do you mean, Vegeta?" The prince was to busy staring at her perfect shoulder to even care about what she had just called him.
Suddenly Bulma felt her hand slightly tingle and she looked down to her mark.
Vegeta's hand was resting on hers, his eyes holding a mixed look of horror, fascination, disbelief and relief. Slowly, he removed Bulma's hand from her shoulder and released it. He examined her mark.
"This is a genuine saijain mark, Scientist. Do you know what that means?" his voice wasn't as mean as it had been, but she still couldn't make out his thoughts.
"I...I don't know...I've had it all my life, and-"
"Only saijain's have this mark."
"Why?"
Vegeta looked at her and took a few steps back. No...his thoughts whispered, how could she get a mark like that?! Well it doesn't matter because she OBVIOUSILY isn't the one for me...A saijain of royal blood would NEVER crossbreed...WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING?! HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN CONSIDERING THAT?! THAT'S JUST WRONG VEGETA!!!
"Because they just do...woman." He added quickly. "Now, I'll have Raditz show you both to your chambers."
Bulma was about to say something and opened her mouth, but was interrupted by a quick lashing from the Prince's tail. No one saw it, but Vegeta grinned...a little, just before he walked off.
********
"And this is your room, females," the saijain known to them as Raditz pointed out. "Now eh...Glitter, is it? My offer still stands strong you know..." he grinned.
Glitter rolled her eyes. "Mr. Raditz, I am not interested in sleeping in YOUR room. GO AWAY!"
Raditz sighed, and walked off, still not feeling defeated and vowing that he would win her.
Bulma and her friend entered their room. It was a nice size and was furnished nicely as well. There were two queen sized beds sitting side-by- side, and two wardrobes, two nightstands, and two dressers, completely opposite of each other. Bulma walked to her wardrobe to the right of her bed and flung open the grand doors.
Glitter walked over behind her silent friend, and gasped.
Bulma's clothes ranged from "In the Lab" to "At the Ball" and everything in between.
After observing the moment of shock, Glitter ran to her wardrobe and found clothes ranging from "On the Street" to "At the Ball" as well. She was so excited her tail even quivered.
Bulma squeaked. "Oh this is so cool!"
Glitter happily agreed and rummaged through some hangers until she found a training uniform and excitedly pulled it on after ripping off her other clothes.
Her friend giggled and pulled out her big, white, long scientist coat and a tight red dress ending right after her hips from her own suit-case. Glitter laughed, "Why are you mixing? You know you'll piss 'em off!"
Bulma laughed with her friend. "Yeah, I know. But the options they gave me with the coat just aren't...me! And besides, I have to be comfortable to work properly, right?"
Her friend was silent for a moment then shrugged. Glitter pulled out some make-up from her suitcase and got some essentials (clear lip-gloss, a little rouge, a hair brush and a hair-tie). She began doing her hair first, and observed out of the corner of her eye, her friend doing the same thing, only with different stuff (red lip-stick and super-shiny purple lip- gloss, a brush and some light pink blush).
Both were silent until Glitter couldn't take it anymore.
"You know, you had me worried back there!"
"When?"
Glitter moaned angrily. "YOU KNOW EXACTICALLY WHEN MISSY! Back when you challenged the prince! YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!"
The scientist sighed. "Yeah I know...I'm sorry if I embarrassed you Glitter. It was just so shocking that he was so cold and uncaring. And how he talked about women...and CALLED us that...it was angering-!"
"Oh Bulma!" Glitter exclaimed, rushing over to her friend (both were done with their preparation) "It wasn't embarrassing! In fact, I think the prince liked it...but I don't want to see you get hurt! Saijain's are not the nicest species!"
Bulma hugged Glitter and after a moment the two broke away.
"Alright," said Glitter, "I'm off to the training grounds."
"Give 'em Hell, girl. Give 'em Hell!"
Glitter winked and gave her a thumbs-up, just before slamming the door on her way out.
Bulma took one last look around her new room, pulled on some ankle-high boots and left.
********
"Well if you're so bored, why don't you go see what the new scientist girl is up to then," Raditz suggested.
Vegeta looked at his friend strangely. Was it that easy to tell that HE was struck stupid by her beauty and her haughty attitude? "Why?"
Raditz laughed a little and responded, "Because she's new and I thought maybe you'd like to see what she's doing in your lab."
The prince let out a sigh of relief, then began walking away. Just before he turned a corner, he looked back a little, halfway smiling. "You know, the new female sajiain is out there sparring with herself...alone..."
He fully looked behind him and laughed out loud. A trail of dust was forming behind Raditz, as he flew like a missile to wherever Glitter was training.
"Now let's see if she's all that worth it," he whispered.
********
Bulma's quick fingers flew over the keyboard as she entered some large equations. When she had first arrived, she couldn't believe how out-dated everything had been. But after a few short hours of modifications, everything was fixed and running at top speed.
"Wow.it's kinda lonely in here...I wonder if I should have brought Yaumcha..." she trailed off, now slightly angry and yearning for someone to yell at. "How could I even think of that?! That...that two timing...ohh!" She banged her fist against a table, trying to cool down, but felt so empty inside. "I need someone to talk to!"
********
Vegeta watched the female from outside her Plexiglas encasing. His eyes followed every move she made, and devoured every feature she possessed.
He could easily hear what she was saying.
"Two timing?" he asked out-loud, quietly. "She had a mate? But.mate's are for life...how could she have? Her marks are still external...they aren't indentations yet..." he trailed off as he watched something beautiful happen.
"Uh!" he heard her remark, "It is WAY too hot in here! I'm getting all sweaty! Haven't these stupid monkeys learned about air conditioning yet?!"
Vegeta watched the white lab coat fall to the floor in a half circle around Bulma. Her skin was slicked over in a thin film of sweat and she was wearing a tight red dress, ending right under her ass. The dress even had a slit on the right side! His eyes widened considerably, and his heart beat like a cat in heat. What the Hell is she wearing?!?! his mind demanded.
"Well I'll just have to straighten it out with her," he decided aloud, growling. How dare she turn him on like that? "I'll show her that she is not to walk around on MY planet without the proper covering!"
His armor and cape fell to the ground, leaving him in nothing but his spandex, gloves and boots. Vegeta licked his lips as he walked to the door leading to her area. What an excellent excuse to take advantage of her...!