If I haven't said it before, I'll say it now. I own NOTHING!!!!! Nothing!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, oh I own this
toothpick! Yay! Well now that, THAT is out of the picture. Enjoy!
"Mother f@%*^$!" Bulma groaned as she awoke. Holding her pounding head
she finally sat up. "ARGH!!" Groaning again she went in search of some aspirin.
Walking out, into the kitchen she was met by one of Chi Chi's wonderful meals.
"Oh Bulma! Are you ok?" Sweeping back a lock of hair, Chi Chi handed her a cup
and two aspirin.
"You know me too well. I'm ok, been better though." Bulma chided.
"You didn't look too well when you came in so I changed you and put you in bed."
"Thanks. Can I have some?" Pointing to the food, Bulma's mouth watered.
"Prince orders he be seved first. But yes, you may." She said primly.
"Screw Prince, stick-up-my-ass." Grabbing a fork she dug in.
"Woman where is my food?!" Vegeta's hunger was ruling his thoughts, and he was
wondering why he didn't have his meal. "You! That's my food! I'm always served first!" He
pointed at the half gone meal.
"Too bad!" Bulma said with a food stuffed mouth. "I was just assaulted by some
arrogant man, who bitches when not fed!" Making a point on her last word a piece of veal
flew from her mouth onto his shirt. 'Hmph!" Nodding at her insult to him, she went back to
her meal.
Vegeta roared, snatched Bulma's plate away, and took the rest of the meal with
him into his office.
"I don't think that was a good move Bulma." Chi Chi murmured as she cleaned
up the mess. Bulma yawned in her over-sized shirt and walked back to her and Vegeta's room.
She put on the uniform without going into the bathroom. If this was her room, she
might as well have the freedom to change in it. She closed her eyes and was humming to herself.
Take this pink ribbon off my eyes
I'm exposed
And it's no big surprise
Don't you think I know
Exactly where I stand
The world is forcing me
to hold your hand!
Bulma was getting into the song so she didn't hear Vegeta walk in from just finishing
his meal. Vegeta looked up and saw the half naked servent dressing and dancing around his
quarters. He was about to tell her to stop but her blue hair and milky skin kept his eyes glued to
her.
'Cause I'm just a girl, little ol' me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights
OH........I've had it up to here!
Raising her hand to her head, Bulma crooned the last line. Vegeta smirked.
'She's got another thing coming if she thinks she's getting anymore rights than she's
hoping for.' Vegeta rolled his eyes as he walked past her, so as not to disturb her either. Right
now he did not really desire senseless bickering by the wench.
The moment I step outside
So many reason's to run and hide
I can't do the little things
I hold so dear
'Cause it's all those little things
That I fear
Bulma was feeling so much better, now that she got to sing. She's no Gwen, but she's
always gotten props for her abilities. She grabbed her night clothes and was swinging it above
her head like a lasso. Meanwhile Vegeta was changing in his closet.
'Stupid female.' He thought as he saw a glimpse of her swinging her night clothes
above her head.
Cause I'm just a girl
I'd rather not be
Cause they won't let me drive
Late at night
I'm just a girl
Guess I'm some kinda freak
Cause they all sit and stare
with their eyes
I'm just a girl
Take a good look at me
Just your typical prototype
OH........I've had it up to here.
OH........am I making myself clear?
Bulma jumped on the bed and sang into the invisible microphone. Vegeta rose an
eyebrow. 'I wouldn't want to be a woman. They're weak.' He chuckled silently at the thought.
Bulma certainly didn't act weak. That mouth of hers proves it. Not that he didn't dispise the
woman, but man was she attractive! Wholley macorole! Did he just compliment that wench?
Hmph, he would NOT fall before she falls for him. But he must turn up the notch for her a couple
of steps.
I'm just a girl
I'm just girl in the world...
That's all you'll let me be!!!
Bulma's thoughts were of the song of course, but they were also on the man she was
now finding irresistable. Sure he has the personality of a rock, but he is HOT!! This put
Yamucha to shame. Rippling muscles, deep voice, piercing gaze......... What am I thinking!? He
is an ASS!! Why should I care about, his onyx eyes that are so captivating. Gosh there I go
again!! Back to my song.
I'm jus a girl, living in captivity
You're rule of thumb
Makes me worry some
I'm just a girl, what's my destiny
What I've succumbed to
Is making me numb
I'm just a gil, my apologies
What I've become so burdensome
I'm just a girl, luck me
Twiddle-dum there's no comparison
Grabbing a poster off of the bed she swung around it to the floor. Eyes closed once
more she hopped around the room singing still.
OH...... I've had it up to...
Bulma's hand was at her shoulder.
OH..... I've had it up to...
Her hand was now eye level.
OH.. I've had it up to ........
"OOF!" She'd crashed into something. Looking up she stared into Vegeta's eye's.
....here.
She squeaked out the last word and Vegeta smirked.
"Having fun?" He asked sarcastically.
"I'm just doing some thing, to remind me of home." She said hotly.
"You're home is here now. Get used to it." He snorted.
"Ha." She started to laugh. Walking off she had to. She was aboyut to kiss him. Oh
she hated him , but yet she thought he was a fallen angel.
Vegeta was glad she walked off, he was about to kiss the woman. That would've been
bad. Defeat would've been the outcome. That and embarrassment. He wouldn't hear the end of it
if he did.
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Months pass and Bulma and Vegeta still fight. Well not as physical but still were so
loud that heads usually turned when in the hall.
"So do I get to live on this horrible blasted ship for the rest of my life or do you have
a home base?" She then crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue. "Take me to your leader."
She said in a strange voice.
"Idiotic woman. No, we land on Vegeta-sei tomarrow. There you can dress in, more
clothing." Bulma smiled.
"You mean I have to give up my favorite piece of clothing?" Clutching her chest she
began to giggle.
"You look like some tramp I would give to Radditz." He growled. He'd said the
magic name. Since their fight had gotten more mental, he had found out that she had a huge
fear of his guard.
Bulma physically paled. She then walked off quietly and took off the clothes. Putting
on a towel, she walked back and slapped him.
Vegeta looked at her, in her eyes he saw tears. She refused to cry. Damn him if he
try and pull those emotional chords of hers.
Looking down the length of his nose, Vegeta glared at his slave. Each quarrel they
have, he could see her become tamer and tamer. She was bending to him.
Bulma walked off and into Vegeta's closet. Grabbing a mass of clothing she began
putting it on not caring if it matched. She wanted nothing to do with that horrible monster. Last
month she had almost been broken.
Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bulma walked down the hall in her lil' uniform. She was on her way to have a fun
little verbal spar with her captor. Walking down a deserted hall she whistled to her self.
"Why hello my blue haired beauty." Her blood went cold. That voice, ever since her
kidnapping had haunted her.
"What do you want Radditz?" She said cooly, not even bothering to look back. What
she didn't know was Radditz was right next to her.
"Why, just you, my sweet." Putting a hand on the inside of her thigh it traveled too
far for her liking. She didn't even want him touching her.
"Get away from me." Pulling away she was unable.
"Don't even try. I'll kill you." Licking her ear his hands slid inside the panties of her
uniform.
Whimpering, she tried to push him away.
"I have a meeting with Vegeta." When she had said his name, Radditz had backed
off.
"Till next time my sweet." Licking the swell of her breast, he walked off. Bulma ran
the rest of the way and started to bawl when she had fell on Vegeta.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Vegeta didn't really want to rile her up THAT bad. He just wanted to get a good
arguement going.
Bulma reappeared with one of his training suits on. She looked solomn. Almost as
if the man brought her nightmares. He was awaken one night when she woke up screaming.
It was the night she had ran to him crying. He suspected that Radditz had said something to
her or showed her a dead body, something of the sort. Like he cared. She'll get used to it.
"Come, we have duties." Well he had duties that he wanted Bulma to be there for.
She somehow brought peace to the room. Comedy as well.
"Sure, whatever." She sulked behind him, farther behind she dragged her feet. 2
Months ago he had given Chi Chi to Nappa. He knew that the raven haired slave was fragile
and Nappa was honorable. Nothing would happen to her. He wasn't paying attention when he
heard some small whimpering behind him.
"Woman, what's wrong...." He was cut off to see Radditz walking and fingering
his slave.
"Say it, say my name. Soon, you'll be mine." Rubbing up behind her, she had her
eyes plastered shut and tears were streaming down her face. Vegeta felt 2 new emotions that he
had never felt before. Love, and jealousy. But he also felt a strong urge to kill Radditz now and
he was going to.
"How dare you!" Forming a small ki ball he sent it hurtling through Radditz's head
without as much as singing a hair on Bulma's head. Radditz fell limp to the floor as his hand
slid out of Bulma's pants. Bulma stood in shock, she looked up still tearey eyed.
"Vegeta." The first time she had said his name without an insult following it, she
ran into his arms. He circled her in his arms and let her sob against him.
"Our duties can wait." Picking her up, he carried her back to their room. Even
though she was given the chance to sleep in Chi Chi's old bed, she felt safer with Vegeta. She'd
never admit that, but she wouldn't deny it either. Now that Radditz was gone, she had a giant
weight off of her.
"Th..thank you." She whispered as he set her in the bed. Peeling off her pants and top,
putting her in an over sized shirt. She fell asleep in a jumble of sobs. She didn't need to be alone
right now. She needed to be protected. Vegeta sighed and climbed in next to her. Pulling her to
him, Vegeta let her sob against him.
"Woman, you sob louder than we fight." He chuckled. Bulma tried to laugh but it
came out as a strangled sob. Vegeta laughed. He was answered with a smack on the chest. He
peeled off his shirt. Bulma pulled back, and her eyes widened.
"What are you doing?" She screeched.
"Taking my shirt off. It's tear soaked and not very comfy."
"Oh." She blushed.
"I don't bite. Only when I need to." He smirked. He saw the blush creep across her
face. "Oh did I just make you blush?" 'It's working!' He flexed his pec muscles one at a time.
Bulma bit her lip. 'I'm gonna kiss him. I'm gonna kiss him. Oh God.' Jumping
out of bed she ran to the bathroom for a hot shower. One, to rid herself of Radditz's touch
and to sidetrack her mind from the man in bed.
Vegeta however was laughing his ass off. He had never seen anything so funny.
The woman had never as much as faultered when they had their little quarrels. He stripped
out of his clothes and decided that today was a good day to spend in bed.
Bulma stood under the warming spray of water. She closed her eyes and
remembered a song she always sang when she was alone.
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didn't work out, I'm covered in shells
She thought about her dead boyfriend. Even though he wasn't the best, he still
had her heart, well did. He cheated on her, lied to her face, now that she thought about it,
he was horrible! Now the prince, he knew how to pull strings! If only he wasn't such an ass
at times.
And all I wanted was the simple things
The simple kind of life.
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
Ah, to be married and pregnant. How she wished for a husband. Vegeta, maybe
he could be a wonderful husband. Ugh, the thought! Steam rose out of the stall, fogging
the mirror and glass.
Vegeta got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
'What could be taking her so long?!' Entering he could see she's till in the shower.
Her blue hair stood out against the white walls. 'Damn the steam.' He could hear her
singing some sad song. He paused to hear to mello tune.
I'm so ashamed I've been so mean
I don't know how it got to this point
I always was the one with all the love
You came along I'm hunting you down
What was she to be ashamed of. She had his attraction. Not that he would
admit it but he always kept a hold on her when they slept. In the morning he would act as
if it were something in his dream. Witch, how could she have a hold on me this long?! Ugh
how frustrating!! But she will always be a good hunt and verbal spar. She'll give in, she has
to.
Like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life
Vegeta looked at Bulma through the frosty glass. Seeing her supple body he
felt desire race through his veins. Bulma let the warm spay hit her face and chest. It felt so good
to get that horrible feeling out of her, But her favorite song held truth for her. She would never
get all she wanted. She was a lowly slave and the only man she would want is the highest
ranked man on Vegetasei. Well second, besides the king.
If we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would i try to make you mine?
'If Vegeta was a normal guy, she would fall for him, those eyes, build, face, uh
everything!' Bulma thought.
'If Bulma were a noble or Sayjin. She'd be his mate. His princess. That waterfall blue
hair, beautiful body, voice, she was his perfect specimen.' Vegeta thought as he sat on the counter
trying to see through the fog. She'd make a wonderful queen, she'd have nice kids. Well his of
course, but one problem. The Saiyjins would look upon her as some lowly race. She could
probably be saiyjin if she could get a DNA transfer. That's it! He's heard of his father doing it
once with a slave very close to the Saiyjins. She became full saiyjin within a week. He smirked
evilly as he came up with his solution. All he had to do is get her motivated. WEll first and
attraction from her. He wasn't going to waste time on someone who didn't want to be his mate.
I always thoought I'd be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like you'd be a good dad.
Bulma thought about being married to the prince. If she did have kids with him, wait.
Why am I thinking of this!? She isn't married to him! They were'nt even a couple. Well yet.
She smiled evilly. If she didn't get out of this shower soon she'd be a prune.
Now all those simple things are simply too
complicated for my life
How'd I get so faithful to my freedom?
A selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life.
Stepping out of the shower, steam made it hard to see. Vegeta had crawled out of the
room, as not to be seen. Toweling off Bulma creeped out of the bathroom to the closet. Vegeta
sat in the bed like he hadn't left and watched her shower. It was a good show. He smiled, she
needn't know he was even in the bathroom.
"Tired?" Bulma laughed as she walked out in a large t-shirt and panties.
"No." He had picked up a book and began to read. "Just reading." He smirked. That
was a lie he was just staring at the page.
"Oh, then you wouldn't mind if," She crawled on the bed. "I did this." She sat
behind his book on his lap.
"What are you doing?!" He growled. He put the book he was 'reading' on his chest
and looked up at her.
"Sitting on the bed." She said innocently.
"Oh really, there is the rest of the bed and you choose to JUST sit on me?"
"You're comfier." She scrunched her nose. Pushing the book off his chest she
rested her head on his chest.
"Well, I'm feeling smothered." He said. Bulma scooted closer to his face.
"Well too bad. Now you're even more." Her face was level with his.
"I'm not complaining." He leaned up and right before they were to kiss
a beep came from the intercom. Bulma jumped, fell on the bed, and Vegeta stalked to the
call system. "WHAT?!" He barked at the com.
"Sir, we've landed on Vegeta-sei. The King awaits you."
"Fine!" Hitting the end button he turned on his heel. "Woman! Dress properly, we've
landed." He threw some slaves clothes at her as he pulled a shirt and armor on.
"I didn't even notice we landed." She said blondely.
"Oh course you didn't. We were busy." He smirked. She laughed as she pulled the
pants on.
"Why do I look like you as a beautiful woman?" She asked referring to her clothes.
"Because I don't have slave clothes for you. We'll get them at the palace." He said.
"Anyway, they look good on you." He smirked when he saw a blush creep up on her cheeks.
toothpick! Yay! Well now that, THAT is out of the picture. Enjoy!
"Mother f@%*^$!" Bulma groaned as she awoke. Holding her pounding head
she finally sat up. "ARGH!!" Groaning again she went in search of some aspirin.
Walking out, into the kitchen she was met by one of Chi Chi's wonderful meals.
"Oh Bulma! Are you ok?" Sweeping back a lock of hair, Chi Chi handed her a cup
and two aspirin.
"You know me too well. I'm ok, been better though." Bulma chided.
"You didn't look too well when you came in so I changed you and put you in bed."
"Thanks. Can I have some?" Pointing to the food, Bulma's mouth watered.
"Prince orders he be seved first. But yes, you may." She said primly.
"Screw Prince, stick-up-my-ass." Grabbing a fork she dug in.
"Woman where is my food?!" Vegeta's hunger was ruling his thoughts, and he was
wondering why he didn't have his meal. "You! That's my food! I'm always served first!" He
pointed at the half gone meal.
"Too bad!" Bulma said with a food stuffed mouth. "I was just assaulted by some
arrogant man, who bitches when not fed!" Making a point on her last word a piece of veal
flew from her mouth onto his shirt. 'Hmph!" Nodding at her insult to him, she went back to
her meal.
Vegeta roared, snatched Bulma's plate away, and took the rest of the meal with
him into his office.
"I don't think that was a good move Bulma." Chi Chi murmured as she cleaned
up the mess. Bulma yawned in her over-sized shirt and walked back to her and Vegeta's room.
She put on the uniform without going into the bathroom. If this was her room, she
might as well have the freedom to change in it. She closed her eyes and was humming to herself.
Take this pink ribbon off my eyes
I'm exposed
And it's no big surprise
Don't you think I know
Exactly where I stand
The world is forcing me
to hold your hand!
Bulma was getting into the song so she didn't hear Vegeta walk in from just finishing
his meal. Vegeta looked up and saw the half naked servent dressing and dancing around his
quarters. He was about to tell her to stop but her blue hair and milky skin kept his eyes glued to
her.
'Cause I'm just a girl, little ol' me
Don't let me out of your sight
I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights
OH........I've had it up to here!
Raising her hand to her head, Bulma crooned the last line. Vegeta smirked.
'She's got another thing coming if she thinks she's getting anymore rights than she's
hoping for.' Vegeta rolled his eyes as he walked past her, so as not to disturb her either. Right
now he did not really desire senseless bickering by the wench.
The moment I step outside
So many reason's to run and hide
I can't do the little things
I hold so dear
'Cause it's all those little things
That I fear
Bulma was feeling so much better, now that she got to sing. She's no Gwen, but she's
always gotten props for her abilities. She grabbed her night clothes and was swinging it above
her head like a lasso. Meanwhile Vegeta was changing in his closet.
'Stupid female.' He thought as he saw a glimpse of her swinging her night clothes
above her head.
Cause I'm just a girl
I'd rather not be
Cause they won't let me drive
Late at night
I'm just a girl
Guess I'm some kinda freak
Cause they all sit and stare
with their eyes
I'm just a girl
Take a good look at me
Just your typical prototype
OH........I've had it up to here.
OH........am I making myself clear?
Bulma jumped on the bed and sang into the invisible microphone. Vegeta rose an
eyebrow. 'I wouldn't want to be a woman. They're weak.' He chuckled silently at the thought.
Bulma certainly didn't act weak. That mouth of hers proves it. Not that he didn't dispise the
woman, but man was she attractive! Wholley macorole! Did he just compliment that wench?
Hmph, he would NOT fall before she falls for him. But he must turn up the notch for her a couple
of steps.
I'm just a girl
I'm just girl in the world...
That's all you'll let me be!!!
Bulma's thoughts were of the song of course, but they were also on the man she was
now finding irresistable. Sure he has the personality of a rock, but he is HOT!! This put
Yamucha to shame. Rippling muscles, deep voice, piercing gaze......... What am I thinking!? He
is an ASS!! Why should I care about, his onyx eyes that are so captivating. Gosh there I go
again!! Back to my song.
I'm jus a girl, living in captivity
You're rule of thumb
Makes me worry some
I'm just a girl, what's my destiny
What I've succumbed to
Is making me numb
I'm just a gil, my apologies
What I've become so burdensome
I'm just a girl, luck me
Twiddle-dum there's no comparison
Grabbing a poster off of the bed she swung around it to the floor. Eyes closed once
more she hopped around the room singing still.
OH...... I've had it up to...
Bulma's hand was at her shoulder.
OH..... I've had it up to...
Her hand was now eye level.
OH.. I've had it up to ........
"OOF!" She'd crashed into something. Looking up she stared into Vegeta's eye's.
....here.
She squeaked out the last word and Vegeta smirked.
"Having fun?" He asked sarcastically.
"I'm just doing some thing, to remind me of home." She said hotly.
"You're home is here now. Get used to it." He snorted.
"Ha." She started to laugh. Walking off she had to. She was aboyut to kiss him. Oh
she hated him , but yet she thought he was a fallen angel.
Vegeta was glad she walked off, he was about to kiss the woman. That would've been
bad. Defeat would've been the outcome. That and embarrassment. He wouldn't hear the end of it
if he did.
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Months pass and Bulma and Vegeta still fight. Well not as physical but still were so
loud that heads usually turned when in the hall.
"So do I get to live on this horrible blasted ship for the rest of my life or do you have
a home base?" She then crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue. "Take me to your leader."
She said in a strange voice.
"Idiotic woman. No, we land on Vegeta-sei tomarrow. There you can dress in, more
clothing." Bulma smiled.
"You mean I have to give up my favorite piece of clothing?" Clutching her chest she
began to giggle.
"You look like some tramp I would give to Radditz." He growled. He'd said the
magic name. Since their fight had gotten more mental, he had found out that she had a huge
fear of his guard.
Bulma physically paled. She then walked off quietly and took off the clothes. Putting
on a towel, she walked back and slapped him.
Vegeta looked at her, in her eyes he saw tears. She refused to cry. Damn him if he
try and pull those emotional chords of hers.
Looking down the length of his nose, Vegeta glared at his slave. Each quarrel they
have, he could see her become tamer and tamer. She was bending to him.
Bulma walked off and into Vegeta's closet. Grabbing a mass of clothing she began
putting it on not caring if it matched. She wanted nothing to do with that horrible monster. Last
month she had almost been broken.
Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bulma walked down the hall in her lil' uniform. She was on her way to have a fun
little verbal spar with her captor. Walking down a deserted hall she whistled to her self.
"Why hello my blue haired beauty." Her blood went cold. That voice, ever since her
kidnapping had haunted her.
"What do you want Radditz?" She said cooly, not even bothering to look back. What
she didn't know was Radditz was right next to her.
"Why, just you, my sweet." Putting a hand on the inside of her thigh it traveled too
far for her liking. She didn't even want him touching her.
"Get away from me." Pulling away she was unable.
"Don't even try. I'll kill you." Licking her ear his hands slid inside the panties of her
uniform.
Whimpering, she tried to push him away.
"I have a meeting with Vegeta." When she had said his name, Radditz had backed
off.
"Till next time my sweet." Licking the swell of her breast, he walked off. Bulma ran
the rest of the way and started to bawl when she had fell on Vegeta.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Vegeta didn't really want to rile her up THAT bad. He just wanted to get a good
arguement going.
Bulma reappeared with one of his training suits on. She looked solomn. Almost as
if the man brought her nightmares. He was awaken one night when she woke up screaming.
It was the night she had ran to him crying. He suspected that Radditz had said something to
her or showed her a dead body, something of the sort. Like he cared. She'll get used to it.
"Come, we have duties." Well he had duties that he wanted Bulma to be there for.
She somehow brought peace to the room. Comedy as well.
"Sure, whatever." She sulked behind him, farther behind she dragged her feet. 2
Months ago he had given Chi Chi to Nappa. He knew that the raven haired slave was fragile
and Nappa was honorable. Nothing would happen to her. He wasn't paying attention when he
heard some small whimpering behind him.
"Woman, what's wrong...." He was cut off to see Radditz walking and fingering
his slave.
"Say it, say my name. Soon, you'll be mine." Rubbing up behind her, she had her
eyes plastered shut and tears were streaming down her face. Vegeta felt 2 new emotions that he
had never felt before. Love, and jealousy. But he also felt a strong urge to kill Radditz now and
he was going to.
"How dare you!" Forming a small ki ball he sent it hurtling through Radditz's head
without as much as singing a hair on Bulma's head. Radditz fell limp to the floor as his hand
slid out of Bulma's pants. Bulma stood in shock, she looked up still tearey eyed.
"Vegeta." The first time she had said his name without an insult following it, she
ran into his arms. He circled her in his arms and let her sob against him.
"Our duties can wait." Picking her up, he carried her back to their room. Even
though she was given the chance to sleep in Chi Chi's old bed, she felt safer with Vegeta. She'd
never admit that, but she wouldn't deny it either. Now that Radditz was gone, she had a giant
weight off of her.
"Th..thank you." She whispered as he set her in the bed. Peeling off her pants and top,
putting her in an over sized shirt. She fell asleep in a jumble of sobs. She didn't need to be alone
right now. She needed to be protected. Vegeta sighed and climbed in next to her. Pulling her to
him, Vegeta let her sob against him.
"Woman, you sob louder than we fight." He chuckled. Bulma tried to laugh but it
came out as a strangled sob. Vegeta laughed. He was answered with a smack on the chest. He
peeled off his shirt. Bulma pulled back, and her eyes widened.
"What are you doing?" She screeched.
"Taking my shirt off. It's tear soaked and not very comfy."
"Oh." She blushed.
"I don't bite. Only when I need to." He smirked. He saw the blush creep across her
face. "Oh did I just make you blush?" 'It's working!' He flexed his pec muscles one at a time.
Bulma bit her lip. 'I'm gonna kiss him. I'm gonna kiss him. Oh God.' Jumping
out of bed she ran to the bathroom for a hot shower. One, to rid herself of Radditz's touch
and to sidetrack her mind from the man in bed.
Vegeta however was laughing his ass off. He had never seen anything so funny.
The woman had never as much as faultered when they had their little quarrels. He stripped
out of his clothes and decided that today was a good day to spend in bed.
Bulma stood under the warming spray of water. She closed her eyes and
remembered a song she always sang when she was alone.
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didn't work out, I'm covered in shells
She thought about her dead boyfriend. Even though he wasn't the best, he still
had her heart, well did. He cheated on her, lied to her face, now that she thought about it,
he was horrible! Now the prince, he knew how to pull strings! If only he wasn't such an ass
at times.
And all I wanted was the simple things
The simple kind of life.
And all I needed was a simple man
So I could be a wife
Ah, to be married and pregnant. How she wished for a husband. Vegeta, maybe
he could be a wonderful husband. Ugh, the thought! Steam rose out of the stall, fogging
the mirror and glass.
Vegeta got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
'What could be taking her so long?!' Entering he could see she's till in the shower.
Her blue hair stood out against the white walls. 'Damn the steam.' He could hear her
singing some sad song. He paused to hear to mello tune.
I'm so ashamed I've been so mean
I don't know how it got to this point
I always was the one with all the love
You came along I'm hunting you down
What was she to be ashamed of. She had his attraction. Not that he would
admit it but he always kept a hold on her when they slept. In the morning he would act as
if it were something in his dream. Witch, how could she have a hold on me this long?! Ugh
how frustrating!! But she will always be a good hunt and verbal spar. She'll give in, she has
to.
Like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight
And all I wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life
Vegeta looked at Bulma through the frosty glass. Seeing her supple body he
felt desire race through his veins. Bulma let the warm spay hit her face and chest. It felt so good
to get that horrible feeling out of her, But her favorite song held truth for her. She would never
get all she wanted. She was a lowly slave and the only man she would want is the highest
ranked man on Vegetasei. Well second, besides the king.
If we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again?
Would i try to make you mine?
'If Vegeta was a normal guy, she would fall for him, those eyes, build, face, uh
everything!' Bulma thought.
'If Bulma were a noble or Sayjin. She'd be his mate. His princess. That waterfall blue
hair, beautiful body, voice, she was his perfect specimen.' Vegeta thought as he sat on the counter
trying to see through the fog. She'd make a wonderful queen, she'd have nice kids. Well his of
course, but one problem. The Saiyjins would look upon her as some lowly race. She could
probably be saiyjin if she could get a DNA transfer. That's it! He's heard of his father doing it
once with a slave very close to the Saiyjins. She became full saiyjin within a week. He smirked
evilly as he came up with his solution. All he had to do is get her motivated. WEll first and
attraction from her. He wasn't going to waste time on someone who didn't want to be his mate.
I always thoought I'd be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like you'd be a good dad.
Bulma thought about being married to the prince. If she did have kids with him, wait.
Why am I thinking of this!? She isn't married to him! They were'nt even a couple. Well yet.
She smiled evilly. If she didn't get out of this shower soon she'd be a prune.
Now all those simple things are simply too
complicated for my life
How'd I get so faithful to my freedom?
A selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things
A simple kind of life.
Stepping out of the shower, steam made it hard to see. Vegeta had crawled out of the
room, as not to be seen. Toweling off Bulma creeped out of the bathroom to the closet. Vegeta
sat in the bed like he hadn't left and watched her shower. It was a good show. He smiled, she
needn't know he was even in the bathroom.
"Tired?" Bulma laughed as she walked out in a large t-shirt and panties.
"No." He had picked up a book and began to read. "Just reading." He smirked. That
was a lie he was just staring at the page.
"Oh, then you wouldn't mind if," She crawled on the bed. "I did this." She sat
behind his book on his lap.
"What are you doing?!" He growled. He put the book he was 'reading' on his chest
and looked up at her.
"Sitting on the bed." She said innocently.
"Oh really, there is the rest of the bed and you choose to JUST sit on me?"
"You're comfier." She scrunched her nose. Pushing the book off his chest she
rested her head on his chest.
"Well, I'm feeling smothered." He said. Bulma scooted closer to his face.
"Well too bad. Now you're even more." Her face was level with his.
"I'm not complaining." He leaned up and right before they were to kiss
a beep came from the intercom. Bulma jumped, fell on the bed, and Vegeta stalked to the
call system. "WHAT?!" He barked at the com.
"Sir, we've landed on Vegeta-sei. The King awaits you."
"Fine!" Hitting the end button he turned on his heel. "Woman! Dress properly, we've
landed." He threw some slaves clothes at her as he pulled a shirt and armor on.
"I didn't even notice we landed." She said blondely.
"Oh course you didn't. We were busy." He smirked. She laughed as she pulled the
pants on.
"Why do I look like you as a beautiful woman?" She asked referring to her clothes.
"Because I don't have slave clothes for you. We'll get them at the palace." He said.
"Anyway, they look good on you." He smirked when he saw a blush creep up on her cheeks.
