A/N: I'm back! Woohoo! Isn't it awesome? I had an awesome time in winnipeg, except, of course, when I fainted at the alter during the ceremony. But hey, everyone was supported so I wasn't embarrassed too much. Enjoy this chapter there peeps!
Garfield: Renee doesn't own dragonballz
Renee: Um, no duh.
Garfield: I don't have to be here you know. I could just go off and bother Jon and let you handle the legal crap.
Renee: No! Stay! I'm sorry!
Garfield: Lapdog.
Renee: WHAT???!!! (chases after garfield with a BIIIG kitchen knife)
Garfield: AAah! Remember to EEEK! Review!
*thoughts*
*She can be so sarcastic at times, and yet others so naive and sweet. She changes from time to
time, but no matter what, I can't stop thinking about her...that hair, that smile, those legs, those
hips, those, well everything! There isn't a single thing about her that I can find negative, except
for what would happen to me if I lost her. We're standing here, looking at the sunset, and all I
can think about is how much I want her. In bed. With me. Screaming my name over and over
in pleasure. Kami, she's so exotic. That blue hair...where in heaven's name does someone have
naturally blue hair? She's smiling at me. I really need pants that fit more loosely...*
"So, have you seen enough of the sun? Or are you ready to go back downstairs."
"Let's leave. I'm getting cold."
Zenith and Bulma traipsed down the stairs to find themselves walking through the bowels of the
ship once more. Presently, the seventeen year old noticed that Bulma was shivering violently.
"Cold?"
"YOU THINK??"
"Calm down, here, take my shirt."
Zenith took off his garment and handed it to a freezing Bulma. She quickly covered herself with
the cotton material to increase her warmth, and took advantage of the sight before her. Zenith
was quite good-looking, when you got down to it. Definitely not an Adonis, but he had few
blemishes, and well defined muscles. Bulma was astonished to see a ring in his navel. A small
white dragon with blue outlined scales inhabited that space.
"Thanks for the warmth."
"No problem."*I know another way to get her warm, and damn do I wish I could put it to use.*
Bulma smiled in adoration to her friend...well, possibly...no, definitely more than a friend.
* Zenith, he cares so much for me, it's like I'm his soul mate or something. I really want to be
back in his arms again. I don't know why, but I hate just walking around the ship. Sure, there's
interesting parts. There's even a painting on the wall...when do these guys have time to paint?
Hell, who cares, I just...need him. I want to snuggle up and hear him say everything is perfect.
He's the only one I can believe...he's the only one who cares...*
"That's a really cool dragon."
"I got it done 3 years ago."
Bulma continued to wander aimlessly through the Griffin alongside Zenith for a good half an
hour, staying silent the whole time. Zenith did likewise, as he wasn't sure if he could get
anything intelligent to come out of his mouth; he was too busy gawking at Bulma AGAIN. Of
course, it's not like Bulma didn't take a sneak peek at her shirtless companion.
They soon found their way back to the room where they were to spend the night. Bulma
yawned quite loudly, it had been a long and interesting day for her, to say the least. The two
entered, and Zenith closed the door. Bulma instantly dove onto the mattress and curled up like a
cat by the hearth. It was only a minute before the blue-haired child was sound asleep. Zenith
mumbled a few choice words after not being able to locate any blankets for the two of them,
then laid down beside his object of infatuation. He wrapped his arms around her tiny form, and
set his head close by her neck. After giving the sleeping Bulma a light kiss on her jaw, the
young pirate fell into slumber as well.
"RIIIIIIIIIISE UP! GRUUUUUUB'S OOOOOOON!"
Zenith groggily opened his eyes, only to realize that Bulma wasn't beside him. He started to
panic until he looked over to his left. There stood his love, shadow sparring with all her might,
executing each move flawlessly and with a grace that could only be possessed by some deity.
Then again, Zenith was quite biassed when it came to Bulma. Still the young girl was very good
at what she did. After placing a finishing blow on her invisible opponent, Bulma then closed her
eyes shut and concentrated with all her might. Zenith decided not to wake her from her mental
training, for fear of bodily harm inflicted on himself.
*And here I was thinking she was fragile...Kami, I'm an idiot!*
"Dammit!"
Why did Bulma swear? What will happen next? You'll have to wait until next chapter! I'm really sorry it's so short, the connection wouldn't let me upload the whole thing! And it's my policy not to upload two chapters at once after undesired results with another story. Anyhow, reviews are most welcome, and a BIG shout out to moonsaiyanprincess who's been reviewing the most so far. Thank you! And thanks to everyone else who reviewed as well. Byee!
Garfield: Renee doesn't own dragonballz
Renee: Um, no duh.
Garfield: I don't have to be here you know. I could just go off and bother Jon and let you handle the legal crap.
Renee: No! Stay! I'm sorry!
Garfield: Lapdog.
Renee: WHAT???!!! (chases after garfield with a BIIIG kitchen knife)
Garfield: AAah! Remember to EEEK! Review!
*thoughts*
*She can be so sarcastic at times, and yet others so naive and sweet. She changes from time to
time, but no matter what, I can't stop thinking about her...that hair, that smile, those legs, those
hips, those, well everything! There isn't a single thing about her that I can find negative, except
for what would happen to me if I lost her. We're standing here, looking at the sunset, and all I
can think about is how much I want her. In bed. With me. Screaming my name over and over
in pleasure. Kami, she's so exotic. That blue hair...where in heaven's name does someone have
naturally blue hair? She's smiling at me. I really need pants that fit more loosely...*
"So, have you seen enough of the sun? Or are you ready to go back downstairs."
"Let's leave. I'm getting cold."
Zenith and Bulma traipsed down the stairs to find themselves walking through the bowels of the
ship once more. Presently, the seventeen year old noticed that Bulma was shivering violently.
"Cold?"
"YOU THINK??"
"Calm down, here, take my shirt."
Zenith took off his garment and handed it to a freezing Bulma. She quickly covered herself with
the cotton material to increase her warmth, and took advantage of the sight before her. Zenith
was quite good-looking, when you got down to it. Definitely not an Adonis, but he had few
blemishes, and well defined muscles. Bulma was astonished to see a ring in his navel. A small
white dragon with blue outlined scales inhabited that space.
"Thanks for the warmth."
"No problem."*I know another way to get her warm, and damn do I wish I could put it to use.*
Bulma smiled in adoration to her friend...well, possibly...no, definitely more than a friend.
* Zenith, he cares so much for me, it's like I'm his soul mate or something. I really want to be
back in his arms again. I don't know why, but I hate just walking around the ship. Sure, there's
interesting parts. There's even a painting on the wall...when do these guys have time to paint?
Hell, who cares, I just...need him. I want to snuggle up and hear him say everything is perfect.
He's the only one I can believe...he's the only one who cares...*
"That's a really cool dragon."
"I got it done 3 years ago."
Bulma continued to wander aimlessly through the Griffin alongside Zenith for a good half an
hour, staying silent the whole time. Zenith did likewise, as he wasn't sure if he could get
anything intelligent to come out of his mouth; he was too busy gawking at Bulma AGAIN. Of
course, it's not like Bulma didn't take a sneak peek at her shirtless companion.
They soon found their way back to the room where they were to spend the night. Bulma
yawned quite loudly, it had been a long and interesting day for her, to say the least. The two
entered, and Zenith closed the door. Bulma instantly dove onto the mattress and curled up like a
cat by the hearth. It was only a minute before the blue-haired child was sound asleep. Zenith
mumbled a few choice words after not being able to locate any blankets for the two of them,
then laid down beside his object of infatuation. He wrapped his arms around her tiny form, and
set his head close by her neck. After giving the sleeping Bulma a light kiss on her jaw, the
young pirate fell into slumber as well.
"RIIIIIIIIIISE UP! GRUUUUUUB'S OOOOOOON!"
Zenith groggily opened his eyes, only to realize that Bulma wasn't beside him. He started to
panic until he looked over to his left. There stood his love, shadow sparring with all her might,
executing each move flawlessly and with a grace that could only be possessed by some deity.
Then again, Zenith was quite biassed when it came to Bulma. Still the young girl was very good
at what she did. After placing a finishing blow on her invisible opponent, Bulma then closed her
eyes shut and concentrated with all her might. Zenith decided not to wake her from her mental
training, for fear of bodily harm inflicted on himself.
*And here I was thinking she was fragile...Kami, I'm an idiot!*
"Dammit!"
Why did Bulma swear? What will happen next? You'll have to wait until next chapter! I'm really sorry it's so short, the connection wouldn't let me upload the whole thing! And it's my policy not to upload two chapters at once after undesired results with another story. Anyhow, reviews are most welcome, and a BIG shout out to moonsaiyanprincess who's been reviewing the most so far. Thank you! And thanks to everyone else who reviewed as well. Byee!