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Priceless Jewels
Chapter 6-The Deal

Vegeta sat unmoving as his thoughts started to whirl around his mind. A virgin. She's a virgin. Fucking Yamcha didn't even have the sense to value her enough to… What a horrible thought. For her sake I'm glad she didn't give such a gift to that undeserving cur. But why is she treating this like it's an unwanted duty rather than the privilege it should be? He watched her face flush in embarrassment. He felt a quick flash of anger at the type of society that would make Bulma feel she had to be ashamed of doing something that should be a wonderful experience. Wait a minute! Since when do I care that her world has a slightly warped sense of propriety, or that those ways to which she had been raised were causing her such anxiety now? And why do I want to be the one to give this experience to her? He ignored the little voice that answered his silent questions. She continued to stare at the table and he asked her the one thing about her request that bothered him the most.

"Why me?" His words fell like a stone and he watched her body jerk. To avoid looking in his eyes she stared at his chest as she answered him.

"Um, I already explained to you, I need to have my Virgin Night tonight or else I won't have it at all ever."

He was getting really pissed off with her evasions. He wasn't going to give her an answer until he got one with her looking in his eyes as she spoke. With that decision made he decided to prod her some more.

"Let's try this again, Woman," Vegeta said silkily, dangerously. "Look me in the eye when you answer. Why me?" He could practically feel her mounting discomfort like a wave of heat from the other side of the table. She slowly lifted her eyes to his throat, and stared at it. He was getting tired of waiting so he tried to taste her thoughts. Would having a high energy level be anything like having a dark jewel? He didn't understand what that meant but he had a feeling it had something to do with their topic of conversation.

"Because I can't make the Offering until I have had my Virgin Night." She said quickly, hopefully, still staring at his throat. Why am I doing this to her. Why isn't it enough that she should ask me to do this for her? He suddenly understood the answer, because he wanted her to want him for himself, not because he was convenient.

"Not good enough. You've yet to reach my eyes, Woman." He allowed his desire free reign. He knew she sensed the slowly charging atmosphere, but he also recognized the slightly bewildered look that said she didn't quite understand the cause. He saw her eyes shift upward to his lips and her stare as if fascinated by the sight. He had a hard time not giving into the instinct to smirk at her dazed expression. He didn't want to scare her off by allowing her to think he was being condescending. He watched her brilliant sapphire eyes, darkened eyes that had misted with an answering desire somewhere along the way, blink slowly before she shook her head to clear it.

"Because, even though Yamcha didn't have the power to break through my inner barriers, he definitely didn't have the strength to keep the chalice of my mind intact if I got scared. Whereas you have the strength to keep me from ripping through my own webs, even if it is painful." Her voice was slightly husky, caressing, like crushed velvet brushing against yielding ivory skin. Vegeta felt a deep hunger for her clawing its way into his stomach and his body tightened painfully in response.

"Higher Bulma," his voice became a seductive purr caressing each syllable of her name as if each individual sound were as precious as a Twilight's Dawn jewel. He saw the shock in her eyes as she quickly raised her eyes to his. He felt her scrambling thoughts. Did he actually call me by name? He stared at her eyes, willing her to give him the answer he wanted.

"Because I want you to be the one to do it."

He couldn't prevent the satisfaction he felt at having gotten her capitulation from his face. Without taking his eyes from hers he slowly stood up and with his usual catlike grace began to walk around the corner, stalking his voluntary prey. He watched as she nervously scrambled up from her chair and stood tensely watching him approach. He could feel each of her panting breaths, could hear her heart beat thundering in her chest. Overwhelming desire warred with wild fear for dominance in her eyes.

As he got close she seemed to change her mind about the entire thing. Bulma shifted to the side. Vegeta's arm shot out, blocking her. When she shifted the other way, his other arm was already in position, trapping her between him and the table. This close to her it was even easier for him to pick up what she was thinking, what she was feeling. She was wondering if she had just made one of the hugest mistakes of her life. Too late to worry now Woman, you should have considered that before even bringing the subject up. Now you're going to have to deal with consequences.

Bulma's body was trembling uncontrollably. Vegeta looked at her in irritation. If she keeps shaking like that she'll tear something. As funny as he found the loud-mouthed woman's misplaced fears about him, he found it equally important to keep her safe. He wasn't sure if she actually could tear something with her shaking, but as soon as the thought formed he found he wasn't willing to risk it. You can never tell with these humans. I better distract her. He looked directly in her eyes and said gravely said, "Very well. I will perform this 'Virgin Night' of yours on one condition."

Bulma froze for a second. Then, licking her lips nervously, she took the bait. "What condition is that?" The tip of her pink tongue running across her lips distracted Vegeta, but he quickly refocused himself when she asked her question. A sharp, feral smile spread across Vegeta's wonderfully shaped lips, and he leaned toward her.


A/N: Ok, well that' this chapter. Same as last but from Vegeta's POV. Just like I threatened. Alright, here's the next thing. Do you guys want a lemon between Bulma and vegeta? I've never written one so I can't guarantee how it would turn out, but if you want them to have some action I'm willing to try. I am promising nothing though if you do.
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Roya: Okay, okay, okay. Another Chapter today as per request, Lol. Thanks for dropping a line.

Bunnie Girl: I'm sorry everyone writing a B/V fic isn't finished. I've read some of them myself that I would kill to find out what happens next. On the upside I have no life,this means I only started this story friday night and I'm already on the 6th Chap, so the story is going well and it has been getting updated frequently.

Kiarene: Glad you like it. um, I'm considering making it a lemon, but I've never written one and you're the only person who has requested that it should be one. If more people think it should get a flat out lemon part then I'll make it one, otherwise it might get limey, but little else.

IneiTenshi: Your allowing my continued existence is very generous of you(although not w/o an ulterier motive) Lol. Hope you think this chapter was even hotter since Vegeta was a lot clearer headed than Bulma was. ^_~

Nattie: As explained to Bunnie Girl: The chapters are short but they recieve frequent updating, or they have so far. Veggie's 'condition' comes at the beginning of next chapter. Please don't shoot me when it does, I have a very warped sense of humor and I like to indulge it from time to time.

Sil: Thanks, I'm glad you approve. I've gotten to where I use Anne Bishop as one of my yardsticks in writing. If I can't imagine a charcter in one of her books(or another one of what I percieve as equal literary merit) I don't consider the character to have enough depth. BTW, I like your e-mail address. I'm trying to convince my bro to name his child after his wife's dad and ours if it's a boy cause the acronym would end up being BARD. He continues to resist.*pout*