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Crappy...but you get the picture...
14 Days till Valentines Day!
Chapter 2
Hearts Over Easy
February 1
It was 6:30 am, and Vegeta relinquished his hold of Bulma and scooted onto the farthest side of the bed away from Bulma. After damning himself for agreeing to making Bulma happy for a stupid holiday, he went to Bulma's bed, but when he tried to go near her, she just growled and scooted away. Eventually during the night, he gripped her body to her, uncounciously.
He looked back at her, her face, and her body, slowly drifting under the covers. He sighed, he had craved her for so long, could he wait any longer? For he he would. He liked mornings like this, when she was quiet and he could examine her better. Her porcelain face, long eye lashes, natural blush on her cheeks. And her lips...a shame they released such ear shattering things Vegeta thought distastefully.
He looked away when he smelled it. The smell of breakfast. He grinned, he slowly picked up his weight from the bed and tiptoed away and out of the room. He quickened his pace and hurried downstairs. He sighed when he saw the buffet of food on the counters and kitchen table, just as he was about to take a smorsel of some sausage links, Mrs. Briefs slapped his hand away.
"What the hell woman?"
"Vegeta, don't touch that! I'm still not done!" Mrs. Briefs scolded Vegeta.
Vegeta growled as he was pushed to the kitchen table. He regrettfully sat down, and his mood was changed once Mrs. Briefs laid out the food before him, plate after plate after plate after..well you get it.
"This is all for you, the rest is for Bulma"
Vegeta eyes went wide. Sasage links, crispy bacon, pancakes, waffles, french toast, regular toast jam, banana's, grapes, eggs (every kind), every breakfast food.
"Why that much? She east so little!" Vegeta asked in disbelief.
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing, finish up your meal and take all this upstairs."
Vegeta glared but began shoveing the food into his mouth. During his shoveling, he noticed the amount of food given to him was smaller than his usual amount, to deep in thought about his plans for the day, he paid it no heed. Once he set his fork down he stood up, wiped his mouth with princely grace and was suddenly shoved a large tray of food.
"Don't rush me!"
"Bulma has to go to work in a hour and a half, you'll need all the time together you can get with her!" Mrs. Briefs explained.
Vegeta eyed the bubbly woman but walked towards the stairs, with extra motivation to leave the area thanks to Mrs. Briefs giving a firm squeeze of his bum.
*Stupid woman!* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta walked into Bulma's room and sat the tray on both her and his lap, it was that big! He brought some bacon to her nose, after a while, the effects of the food woke Bulma up sloely. Bulma stretched, making her back arch and her nipples press to her sheer night top. Vegeta gulped and regripped his handle on control. Bulma rubbed her tired eyes.
"Vegeta what's going on? What time is it? What gives?"
"Always with the questions, it's 7:30 am, breakfast time obviously" Vegeta said slowly as if Bulma was stupid.
Bulma glared at him, I know when breakfast is, why....why did you bring it to me?" Bulma asked with confusion in her voice.
*He's up to something, no way would he do anything this romantic!* Bulma tried to mentally convince herself.
"I just felt like it!" Vegeta blurted out angrily.
Bulma decided to not edge her way into a impossible truth, so she gave up and gazed down at her selection.
"Oh my gosh! Vegeta this looks so good, mom must have helped you, Breakfast in bed!! This is so sweet, I can't eat all this!"
*I know that! Then why did you crazy mother pile so much!* Vegeta thought bitterly.
Bulma began to nibble on the waffles and sausage links. She glanced up when she noticed Vegeta's hungry eyes on her food. He was still kinda hungry. Bulma's instincts were telling her to grip the food closer to her, but why be possessive over food that she wouldn't eat?
"Here Vegeta"
Bulma handed him everything else, all except the fruit. He quietly accepted it and downed the whole tray's contents in a few short minutes. Just as he was about to get up and let her do as she pleased...
"Vegeta, put your head in my lap"
"Why?"
"I want to feed you?" Bulma said innocently.
Vegeta raised a eyebrow, but let Bulma's gentle tugging bring him closer. Although he had a nice view of Bulma's bountiful chest, he wondered what this was all for.
"Close your eyes"
Vegeta growled but did as asked. Bulma partially put a grape into her mouth, then bent down and kissed him. Vegeta was a little shocked, but opened his mouth and recieved her offering. There tounges swirled around, and their teeth lightly chewed on the fruit. Vegeta made a satisfied 'mmmm' sound.
"I see you like the grapes flavor"
"What grapes?" Vegeta said craelessly as he pulled Bulma's mouth back down to his. She was blushing profusely by now, but gave into the tempting taste of Vegeta's mouth.
For the rest of 45 minutes, Vegeta and Bulma basked in each other's company and ate from the grapes and each other's mouths. When Bulma realised that it was soon time to go, she stroked Vegeta's forehead softly and bit her lip in regret.
"I don't wanna go!" Bulma moaned.
"Then do go" Vegeta whispered into her neck as he sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I can't, I wish I could"
Bulma got out of the bed and stretched once more. Vegeta grumbled some things. Bulma only knew what that meant.
"Are you apologizing?"
"The Saiya-jin Prince doesn't apologize!" Vegeta proclaimed.
"Mm hmm, sure Vegeta!, but whatever it was I forgive you"
Bulma pecked him on the forhead and went into the bathroom and turned on her shower. Outside, Vegeta still sat on the bed.
*Your food's not that bad, you have many great things to come woman"
~ Work ~
Bulma walked into the office rather cheerful, which was a contrast to her usual aura, solemn, quiet and bitter. Her secretary Gladys certainly noticed.
"Well Well" The little old lady cooed "You seem rather happy this morning"
"Oh I am Gladys" Bulma leaned against her secretary's desk.
"I had a wonderful morning"
"Tell me of it" Gladys pried.
As this was going on, in the bushes, Yamcha squat with a bouquet of flowers.
"Yes why is she happy?" Yamcha asked himself.
"Well" Bulma began "my boyfriend..."
"Yamcha?"
"Oh no, my new one, Vegeta" Bulma said dreamily.
"Good, cause the last one was a loser if you asked me!" Gladys shouted.
*No one asked you grandma!* Yamcha balled his fist in anger.
"This morning, I'm really happy, just in shock. Vegeta never and I mean never treats me this nicely, I mean breakfast in bed, that's nice, so what's up with him!?"
"Maybe he's up to something for Valentine's day?" Gladys suggested.
"But he's not into...holiday's."
"Certain likes and dislikes and no bounds for love my dear!"
"Vegeta can't love me, it's to soon to tell, we just started going out 2 weeks ago"
"Not all love has to simmer and bake at 365 days a year, some love, is as instant as instant noodles!"
Bulma hmmed and thought about what Gladys said. Yamcha grumbled to himself as he plotted win back his girl!
So what else do Vegeta and Mrs. briefs have in store. And what's Yamcha up to?
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
Vegeta is hot
So is Trunks
Not owning DBZ...
It totally SUX!!!
Crappy...but you get the picture...
14 Days till Valentines Day!
Chapter 2
Hearts Over Easy
February 1
It was 6:30 am, and Vegeta relinquished his hold of Bulma and scooted onto the farthest side of the bed away from Bulma. After damning himself for agreeing to making Bulma happy for a stupid holiday, he went to Bulma's bed, but when he tried to go near her, she just growled and scooted away. Eventually during the night, he gripped her body to her, uncounciously.
He looked back at her, her face, and her body, slowly drifting under the covers. He sighed, he had craved her for so long, could he wait any longer? For he he would. He liked mornings like this, when she was quiet and he could examine her better. Her porcelain face, long eye lashes, natural blush on her cheeks. And her lips...a shame they released such ear shattering things Vegeta thought distastefully.
He looked away when he smelled it. The smell of breakfast. He grinned, he slowly picked up his weight from the bed and tiptoed away and out of the room. He quickened his pace and hurried downstairs. He sighed when he saw the buffet of food on the counters and kitchen table, just as he was about to take a smorsel of some sausage links, Mrs. Briefs slapped his hand away.
"What the hell woman?"
"Vegeta, don't touch that! I'm still not done!" Mrs. Briefs scolded Vegeta.
Vegeta growled as he was pushed to the kitchen table. He regrettfully sat down, and his mood was changed once Mrs. Briefs laid out the food before him, plate after plate after plate after..well you get it.
"This is all for you, the rest is for Bulma"
Vegeta eyes went wide. Sasage links, crispy bacon, pancakes, waffles, french toast, regular toast jam, banana's, grapes, eggs (every kind), every breakfast food.
"Why that much? She east so little!" Vegeta asked in disbelief.
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing, finish up your meal and take all this upstairs."
Vegeta glared but began shoveing the food into his mouth. During his shoveling, he noticed the amount of food given to him was smaller than his usual amount, to deep in thought about his plans for the day, he paid it no heed. Once he set his fork down he stood up, wiped his mouth with princely grace and was suddenly shoved a large tray of food.
"Don't rush me!"
"Bulma has to go to work in a hour and a half, you'll need all the time together you can get with her!" Mrs. Briefs explained.
Vegeta eyed the bubbly woman but walked towards the stairs, with extra motivation to leave the area thanks to Mrs. Briefs giving a firm squeeze of his bum.
*Stupid woman!* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta walked into Bulma's room and sat the tray on both her and his lap, it was that big! He brought some bacon to her nose, after a while, the effects of the food woke Bulma up sloely. Bulma stretched, making her back arch and her nipples press to her sheer night top. Vegeta gulped and regripped his handle on control. Bulma rubbed her tired eyes.
"Vegeta what's going on? What time is it? What gives?"
"Always with the questions, it's 7:30 am, breakfast time obviously" Vegeta said slowly as if Bulma was stupid.
Bulma glared at him, I know when breakfast is, why....why did you bring it to me?" Bulma asked with confusion in her voice.
*He's up to something, no way would he do anything this romantic!* Bulma tried to mentally convince herself.
"I just felt like it!" Vegeta blurted out angrily.
Bulma decided to not edge her way into a impossible truth, so she gave up and gazed down at her selection.
"Oh my gosh! Vegeta this looks so good, mom must have helped you, Breakfast in bed!! This is so sweet, I can't eat all this!"
*I know that! Then why did you crazy mother pile so much!* Vegeta thought bitterly.
Bulma began to nibble on the waffles and sausage links. She glanced up when she noticed Vegeta's hungry eyes on her food. He was still kinda hungry. Bulma's instincts were telling her to grip the food closer to her, but why be possessive over food that she wouldn't eat?
"Here Vegeta"
Bulma handed him everything else, all except the fruit. He quietly accepted it and downed the whole tray's contents in a few short minutes. Just as he was about to get up and let her do as she pleased...
"Vegeta, put your head in my lap"
"Why?"
"I want to feed you?" Bulma said innocently.
Vegeta raised a eyebrow, but let Bulma's gentle tugging bring him closer. Although he had a nice view of Bulma's bountiful chest, he wondered what this was all for.
"Close your eyes"
Vegeta growled but did as asked. Bulma partially put a grape into her mouth, then bent down and kissed him. Vegeta was a little shocked, but opened his mouth and recieved her offering. There tounges swirled around, and their teeth lightly chewed on the fruit. Vegeta made a satisfied 'mmmm' sound.
"I see you like the grapes flavor"
"What grapes?" Vegeta said craelessly as he pulled Bulma's mouth back down to his. She was blushing profusely by now, but gave into the tempting taste of Vegeta's mouth.
For the rest of 45 minutes, Vegeta and Bulma basked in each other's company and ate from the grapes and each other's mouths. When Bulma realised that it was soon time to go, she stroked Vegeta's forehead softly and bit her lip in regret.
"I don't wanna go!" Bulma moaned.
"Then do go" Vegeta whispered into her neck as he sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I can't, I wish I could"
Bulma got out of the bed and stretched once more. Vegeta grumbled some things. Bulma only knew what that meant.
"Are you apologizing?"
"The Saiya-jin Prince doesn't apologize!" Vegeta proclaimed.
"Mm hmm, sure Vegeta!, but whatever it was I forgive you"
Bulma pecked him on the forhead and went into the bathroom and turned on her shower. Outside, Vegeta still sat on the bed.
*Your food's not that bad, you have many great things to come woman"
~ Work ~
Bulma walked into the office rather cheerful, which was a contrast to her usual aura, solemn, quiet and bitter. Her secretary Gladys certainly noticed.
"Well Well" The little old lady cooed "You seem rather happy this morning"
"Oh I am Gladys" Bulma leaned against her secretary's desk.
"I had a wonderful morning"
"Tell me of it" Gladys pried.
As this was going on, in the bushes, Yamcha squat with a bouquet of flowers.
"Yes why is she happy?" Yamcha asked himself.
"Well" Bulma began "my boyfriend..."
"Yamcha?"
"Oh no, my new one, Vegeta" Bulma said dreamily.
"Good, cause the last one was a loser if you asked me!" Gladys shouted.
*No one asked you grandma!* Yamcha balled his fist in anger.
"This morning, I'm really happy, just in shock. Vegeta never and I mean never treats me this nicely, I mean breakfast in bed, that's nice, so what's up with him!?"
"Maybe he's up to something for Valentine's day?" Gladys suggested.
"But he's not into...holiday's."
"Certain likes and dislikes and no bounds for love my dear!"
"Vegeta can't love me, it's to soon to tell, we just started going out 2 weeks ago"
"Not all love has to simmer and bake at 365 days a year, some love, is as instant as instant noodles!"
Bulma hmmed and thought about what Gladys said. Yamcha grumbled to himself as he plotted win back his girl!
So what else do Vegeta and Mrs. briefs have in store. And what's Yamcha up to?
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
