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Vegeta is hot
So is Trunks
Not owning DBZ...
It totally SUX!!!
Crappy...but you get the picture...
14 Days till Valentines Day!
Chapter 4
So little and So right
February 3
*What...no who! THE HELL IS HERE?* Bulma shouted in her mind.
Vegeta growled but ignored the knocking on the door. Bulma knew well that if the knocking persisted, their little quiet time would not. Bulma gently pushed Vegeta off of her, and though he stared with angry opposition to her decision, her eyes said it all. He backed off and stalked off to the far side of the chamber and sat down indian style and began meditating.
~ Outside ~
Yamcha drove up to the Capsule Corp Complex and sniffed in the cool warm air. He had decided to let Bulma cool off for a day before seeing her once more.
*How can she be with Vegeta? He tried to kill me for cripes sake!* Yamcha asked himself. But a little voice inside him had the answers, but yamcha blindingly ignored.
-You cheated on her-
-You weren't there for her whe you needed to be-
-Your work was more important-
Yamcha sighed but stepped out of the car and to the front door. He knocked and a robot opened the door for him. The wonders of this house still intrigued him. He made his way into the kitchen where Mrs. Briefs was tossing a salad.
"Hey Mrs. B"
"Hi Yamcha" Mrs. Briefs said dissapointedly.
"Why ya sound so down?"
"I uh, just have a cold?"
"Gee, well I hope you get better...have you seen Bulma?"
"Yeah she's with Vegeta"
"Where"
"In the gravity room" Mrs. Briefs said slowly.
"Oh"
Yamcha silently excused himself from the kitchen and left through the back door. When the gravity room came into site, he slithered close to the door and peeked inside. He was frightened by what he saw. Bulma up against the wall, with her legs wrapped tightly around Vegeta, their hands roaming about madly on the other.
*I never!....how come she's not yelling at him, everytime I tried to touch her she would go into the 'I'm saving myself speech'!*
Yamcha was really ticked, but grinned at his new idea. He began to knock on the door loudly. After a while Bulma came to the door.
"Yamcha what are you doing here?"
"I came to apologize for my poor behavior yesterday."
"Well I appreciate it" Bulma rushed.
"AND I want to take you out to lunch tommorow, my treat, fanciest place in town"
"You sure you credit card can handle that big of a responsibility?"
"God Bulma, that one time by checks bounced and my cards were at their limit"
"I'll never forget it!" Bulma said raising her voice "And you still owe me sice I paid for the dinner that evening"
"Alrtight alright!" Yamcha shouted. He reached into his pocket and handed Bulma 400 dollars in twenties.
"That's a start, I rather have all the apologies you owe me in cash, but I guess this will do" ulma said tiredly.
"So I'll pick you up tommorow?"
"Yeah sure"
Just as Yamcha was going to say goodbye, Bulma closed the gravity door.
"That jerk!"
"Yeah that jerk" Vegeta said mockingly.
"Shut it Vegeta!"
"Your not going with him to lunch!"
"And why not?"
"Cause I said so" Vegeta said curtly as he stood up and walked towards her.
"I'm only going to have lucnh for him for making an ass of himself in my office yesterday. It's not like anything will happen"
"It better not"
"I primise" Bulma whispered as she kissed him on the cheek.
~ Next morning ~
Bulma arrived at the office and took her time walking to her floor. Her mind kept playing the dirty scenes of what could have been the night before had Yamcha not interfered. She groaned when her efforts to delay the inevitable weren't effective. She sat down at her desk and promptly got to work dreading for lunch time, yet happy that it was only an hour.
12:00 soon came...then 12:20, and finnaly Yamcha showed up.
"Uh hi Bulma"
"Hi ass, your late"
"Babe I can explain"
"First off, the only reason I'm not so mad is cause this wasn't a date, I'm not with you, and I had tons of work to do anyhow."
"Really B, I'm sorry"
"You sure are, a sorry excuse for a man! My god, you can't even keep a promise as simple as this? Sickening. Look, just give me 50 bucks"
"What for?"
"For the lunch that we were supposed to have"
"Were? What did I miss?" Yamcha said frantically.
"You missed the appointment by 20 minutes. I have more important things to do Yamcha, unlike you"
"Yeah and I bet they are Vegeta"
"Maybe so, but surprisingly he has given me the attention I highly expected from you after all these years!"
"How?"
"I don't even need to answer that"
Bulma got up and shoved Yamcha out of her office and locked the door. She moped back to her desk and worked ina angry mood forbthe rest of the day.
~ Later that day ~
Bulma came home and stomped upstairs to her room.
*All I want to do is sleep!* Bulma shouted in her mind.
Once she got to the door of her room, she smelled a pleasent smell and she heard the tub running.
*What the?*
Bulma creeped into her room and saw the bathroom door slightly ajar. Curiosity getting the best of her she walked inside and gasped at what she saw.
"Vegeta..."
There was a small table beside the tub with a large bottle of wine and two glasses in a bucket of ice. The tub was filled to the brim with bubbles. The smell drifted through the air and calmed Bulma's senses. Vegeta sat on the edge of the tub almost looking bored.
"I've been waiting for you"
"And whatever for?" Bulma asked innocently.
Bulma stepped towards Vegeta and cupped his face looking into her eyes.
"Is this for me?"
Vegeta grunted as if he did't care and began to undress her. It took all his control to touch her the way he wanted. After getting undressed, she sunk into the warm water and sighed at the pleasent feeling the water had on her aching muscles. She looked up at Vegeta who seemed like he kinda wanted part of this experience, and also that he didn't want to be here. She trailed a wet finger against the back of his neck, he shivered.
"I'm lonely, won't you join me?" bulma asked softly as she pressed her wet body against his clotheed back.
"I thought you'd never ask"
Vegeta quikcly disrobed, so fast so that Bulma couldn't see what she wanted to see, Vegeta noticed this.
"You look dissapointed" Vegeta said teasingly.
Bulma crawled into his lap and began washing his chest, he began to purr and her wrapped his arms around her.
Wouldn't you like to come home to something like that? *sigh* I would have done a dream sequence of more to the bath scene but I have no lemons in me, I may add those at another time.
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 4
So little and So right
February 3
*What...no who! THE HELL IS HERE?* Bulma shouted in her mind.
Vegeta growled but ignored the knocking on the door. Bulma knew well that if the knocking persisted, their little quiet time would not. Bulma gently pushed Vegeta off of her, and though he stared with angry opposition to her decision, her eyes said it all. He backed off and stalked off to the far side of the chamber and sat down indian style and began meditating.
~ Outside ~
Yamcha drove up to the Capsule Corp Complex and sniffed in the cool warm air. He had decided to let Bulma cool off for a day before seeing her once more.
*How can she be with Vegeta? He tried to kill me for cripes sake!* Yamcha asked himself. But a little voice inside him had the answers, but yamcha blindingly ignored.
-You cheated on her-
-You weren't there for her whe you needed to be-
-Your work was more important-
Yamcha sighed but stepped out of the car and to the front door. He knocked and a robot opened the door for him. The wonders of this house still intrigued him. He made his way into the kitchen where Mrs. Briefs was tossing a salad.
"Hey Mrs. B"
"Hi Yamcha" Mrs. Briefs said dissapointedly.
"Why ya sound so down?"
"I uh, just have a cold?"
"Gee, well I hope you get better...have you seen Bulma?"
"Yeah she's with Vegeta"
"Where"
"In the gravity room" Mrs. Briefs said slowly.
"Oh"
Yamcha silently excused himself from the kitchen and left through the back door. When the gravity room came into site, he slithered close to the door and peeked inside. He was frightened by what he saw. Bulma up against the wall, with her legs wrapped tightly around Vegeta, their hands roaming about madly on the other.
*I never!....how come she's not yelling at him, everytime I tried to touch her she would go into the 'I'm saving myself speech'!*
Yamcha was really ticked, but grinned at his new idea. He began to knock on the door loudly. After a while Bulma came to the door.
"Yamcha what are you doing here?"
"I came to apologize for my poor behavior yesterday."
"Well I appreciate it" Bulma rushed.
"AND I want to take you out to lunch tommorow, my treat, fanciest place in town"
"You sure you credit card can handle that big of a responsibility?"
"God Bulma, that one time by checks bounced and my cards were at their limit"
"I'll never forget it!" Bulma said raising her voice "And you still owe me sice I paid for the dinner that evening"
"Alrtight alright!" Yamcha shouted. He reached into his pocket and handed Bulma 400 dollars in twenties.
"That's a start, I rather have all the apologies you owe me in cash, but I guess this will do" ulma said tiredly.
"So I'll pick you up tommorow?"
"Yeah sure"
Just as Yamcha was going to say goodbye, Bulma closed the gravity door.
"That jerk!"
"Yeah that jerk" Vegeta said mockingly.
"Shut it Vegeta!"
"Your not going with him to lunch!"
"And why not?"
"Cause I said so" Vegeta said curtly as he stood up and walked towards her.
"I'm only going to have lucnh for him for making an ass of himself in my office yesterday. It's not like anything will happen"
"It better not"
"I primise" Bulma whispered as she kissed him on the cheek.
~ Next morning ~
Bulma arrived at the office and took her time walking to her floor. Her mind kept playing the dirty scenes of what could have been the night before had Yamcha not interfered. She groaned when her efforts to delay the inevitable weren't effective. She sat down at her desk and promptly got to work dreading for lunch time, yet happy that it was only an hour.
12:00 soon came...then 12:20, and finnaly Yamcha showed up.
"Uh hi Bulma"
"Hi ass, your late"
"Babe I can explain"
"First off, the only reason I'm not so mad is cause this wasn't a date, I'm not with you, and I had tons of work to do anyhow."
"Really B, I'm sorry"
"You sure are, a sorry excuse for a man! My god, you can't even keep a promise as simple as this? Sickening. Look, just give me 50 bucks"
"What for?"
"For the lunch that we were supposed to have"
"Were? What did I miss?" Yamcha said frantically.
"You missed the appointment by 20 minutes. I have more important things to do Yamcha, unlike you"
"Yeah and I bet they are Vegeta"
"Maybe so, but surprisingly he has given me the attention I highly expected from you after all these years!"
"How?"
"I don't even need to answer that"
Bulma got up and shoved Yamcha out of her office and locked the door. She moped back to her desk and worked ina angry mood forbthe rest of the day.
~ Later that day ~
Bulma came home and stomped upstairs to her room.
*All I want to do is sleep!* Bulma shouted in her mind.
Once she got to the door of her room, she smelled a pleasent smell and she heard the tub running.
*What the?*
Bulma creeped into her room and saw the bathroom door slightly ajar. Curiosity getting the best of her she walked inside and gasped at what she saw.
"Vegeta..."
There was a small table beside the tub with a large bottle of wine and two glasses in a bucket of ice. The tub was filled to the brim with bubbles. The smell drifted through the air and calmed Bulma's senses. Vegeta sat on the edge of the tub almost looking bored.
"I've been waiting for you"
"And whatever for?" Bulma asked innocently.
Bulma stepped towards Vegeta and cupped his face looking into her eyes.
"Is this for me?"
Vegeta grunted as if he did't care and began to undress her. It took all his control to touch her the way he wanted. After getting undressed, she sunk into the warm water and sighed at the pleasent feeling the water had on her aching muscles. She looked up at Vegeta who seemed like he kinda wanted part of this experience, and also that he didn't want to be here. She trailed a wet finger against the back of his neck, he shivered.
"I'm lonely, won't you join me?" bulma asked softly as she pressed her wet body against his clotheed back.
"I thought you'd never ask"
Vegeta quikcly disrobed, so fast so that Bulma couldn't see what she wanted to see, Vegeta noticed this.
"You look dissapointed" Vegeta said teasingly.
Bulma crawled into his lap and began washing his chest, he began to purr and her wrapped his arms around her.
Wouldn't you like to come home to something like that? *sigh* I would have done a dream sequence of more to the bath scene but I have no lemons in me, I may add those at another time.
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
