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Hey, all, here's Chapter 4! Hope you guys like it!
Chapter 4
The sun was bleeding shades of orange and pink into the dark blue sky as Vegeta stepped from the bathroom into his own room, a towel wrapped around his waist. He stepped over the ruins of the wall that obstructed his path to the dresser, and found a black muscle shirt and black pants. Fully dressed, he turned his head toward the oncoming day as it leaked through his window. He turned his face toward the mirror in front of him and gazed at what was there. He saw his reflection and the reflection of the sunrise, but he also saw, through the gaping hole in the wall, an angel asleep, sunbeams touching lightly over her face, lighting her features... and it reminded him of what he had to do.
Silently, he stalked through the hole to check up on Bulma. She was breathing steadily, as if in a deep slumber. Her pulse was normal, her temple cool. Aside from extreme exhaustion, she was normal. "Well, not exactly normal," Vegeta thought to himself. "She's... Saiyan now..." Vegeta stared down at her and noticed something hanging over the side of the bed. He crouched down to see what it was... "Her tail!" he exclaimed, but quietly, so as not to disturb Bulma. He so badly wanted to touch it, to make sure it was okay, but mostly, to make sure that it was real, not just a figment of his imagination. He lifted up the sheet a bit to see more of its length. It was long and slender, almost as muscular as his, and a deep color of brown...it reminded him of a dark, rich chocolate. The hair was not as thick as his, but held a rather silky appearance; it shined in the light of the dawn. It took almost all of his will to not reach over and caress its length, to savor its texture...but he stopped himself, remembering how sensitized a new tail could be. "Besides," he thought to himself, as he rose to leave the room, "there will be time for that later." He smiled darkly at the thought.
As he stepped out of the room, he heard Dr. Briefs in his bathroom, and it reminded him of what needed to be done. So, Vegeta silently crept down the stairs to the kitchen and waited.
Dr. Briefs entered the kitchen his eyes immediately found the coffee pot. He walked toward it absently until he heard "Ahem," from the table. He turned his attention to the location of the sound and found Vegeta, sitting with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes analytical in the doctor's direction. "Ah, yes, um...good morning, Vegeta," the doctor nervously stumbled. He wasn't used to talking to Vegeta much at all, let alone finding him in the kitchen so early in the morning. "Turn around," Vegeta ordered in such a menacingly authorities voice that Dr. Briefs quickly complied. Vegeta stared at the man's backside. "I don't think he has a tail...but to be sure..." Vegeta rose from his seat and slapped the doctor's behind. "Ah! Vegeta!" the doctor exclaimed, turning around and blushing furiously. "What in Kami do you think you are doing?"
Vegeta looked mildly amused at the doctor's discomfiture, but turned and sat down in his chair once again. "Uh, Vegeta..." the doctor began, fidgeting terribly with his wounded derriere, "...I don't know what kind of man you think I am, but ...I am married, as you probably have ...uh, noticed..."
"Bumbling human, I have no interest in you!" Vegeta roared quietly. "If you'll sit down, I'll explain." The doctor, still trying to calm his awkwardness, sat down in the chair across from Vegeta. "Vegeta, would you please tell me why you thought it necessary to smack my ass??" the doctor asked with indignation. "I was checking for a tail."
"A tail?"
"Yes, human, a tail," Vegeta said evenly. "Why would you begin to think that I would have a tail?" the doctor asked. Just as evenly as before, Vegeta replied, "Because your daughter has one." "Bulma?? She has a tail?!?" the doctor exclaimed. "How is that possible?" Dr. Briefs paused to contemplate. "You haven't, ...eh, ahem...had any, well,...relations...with her?" the doctor asked, a bit worried. "What, have I slept with her?" Vegeta roared. "Well, yes...I suppose...she could have gotten it from you, no?" the doctor replied. "No," Vegeta said, "that's not possible. Saiyans don't get their tails from the males, or whatever you have been thinking...and I haven't slept with your daughter." Dr. Briefs couldn't help the look of relief that came over his face as he said, "Oh, okay."
Dr. Briefs, after a moments silence, asked, "How do you know my daughter has a tail?"
Vegeta began to relay the previous night's events to the doctor, down to the last detail. He wanted the whole house to have as much contempt for Yamcha as he. As he expected, the doctor's brow furrowed darkly as Vegeta told of Yamcha's actions. After Vegeta finished telling the tale, the doctor's first reaction was, "You saw my daughter nude?" "Stupid human," Vegeta thought as he breathed deeply for control. "Don't you think the what's most important here is finding out if Bulma is indeed a Saiyan, and if she is, how?" "Oh, yes, of course, you're right, Vegeta," the doctor replied, "I'm sorry. We need to stay focused. Is Bulma still in bed?" "Yes, she's most likely exhausted from her attack. I doubt if she'll be awake until tomorrow. She used a lot of power, for an untrained Saiyan."
"My daughter, a Saiyan? Hmm...first, let's confirm that much. We'll need as much fact as we can muster. Let's see now..." Dr. Briefs stroked his mustache as he thought. His face brightened and he said, "I know! First, I'll need a blood sample from you, Vegeta." "From me? Bah, human, you make no sense!" Vegeta scoffed. "No, Vegeta, you don't understand," Dr. Briefs said, "let me explain. Seeing as there are only a few, though very distinct differences, between humans and Saiyans, they might have similar genetic codes...so we'll compare your Saiyan blood against Bulma's and see if they are alike." Vegeta, who understood slightly, simply shook his head. "Okay, let's start."
Two hours later, Vegeta and Dr. Briefs stood in the doctor's lab, in front of a normal looking computer. "Ah, human, this is taking to long...what is happening?" Vegeta asked impatiently. "Well, the computer is analyzing the blood samples. It shouldn't take much longer now..." As the doctor spoke, the computer made a "ping" noise in indication that it was finished. The doctor skimmed through the information on the screen. "Very interesting...hmm," the doctor murmured. "What?" asked an annoyed Vegeta, "What have you found?" "Well," the doctor began, "there aren't many genetic differences between humans and Saiyans, as I had assumed. Saiyans have something more in common with monkeys than humans, though...that does seem to describe the tail...but there is one difference, I've never seen anything like it...I suppose it explains your power." "Human, you try my patience," Vegeta growled, "What does that say about Bulma?" "Ah, yes, Bulma has the same differences that you do. This confirms it! Bulma is indeed Saiyan."
Yep, there we have it...so, interested? Never miss an update! E-mail me at literature333@hotmail.com so you never miss an updated chapter! And keep reviewing...I may get some facts wrong or something...I am new at this, remember? Reviews are deeply appreciated, as is the support I've recieved already. Thanks, guys. :)
Hey, all, here's Chapter 4! Hope you guys like it!
Chapter 4
The sun was bleeding shades of orange and pink into the dark blue sky as Vegeta stepped from the bathroom into his own room, a towel wrapped around his waist. He stepped over the ruins of the wall that obstructed his path to the dresser, and found a black muscle shirt and black pants. Fully dressed, he turned his head toward the oncoming day as it leaked through his window. He turned his face toward the mirror in front of him and gazed at what was there. He saw his reflection and the reflection of the sunrise, but he also saw, through the gaping hole in the wall, an angel asleep, sunbeams touching lightly over her face, lighting her features... and it reminded him of what he had to do.
Silently, he stalked through the hole to check up on Bulma. She was breathing steadily, as if in a deep slumber. Her pulse was normal, her temple cool. Aside from extreme exhaustion, she was normal. "Well, not exactly normal," Vegeta thought to himself. "She's... Saiyan now..." Vegeta stared down at her and noticed something hanging over the side of the bed. He crouched down to see what it was... "Her tail!" he exclaimed, but quietly, so as not to disturb Bulma. He so badly wanted to touch it, to make sure it was okay, but mostly, to make sure that it was real, not just a figment of his imagination. He lifted up the sheet a bit to see more of its length. It was long and slender, almost as muscular as his, and a deep color of brown...it reminded him of a dark, rich chocolate. The hair was not as thick as his, but held a rather silky appearance; it shined in the light of the dawn. It took almost all of his will to not reach over and caress its length, to savor its texture...but he stopped himself, remembering how sensitized a new tail could be. "Besides," he thought to himself, as he rose to leave the room, "there will be time for that later." He smiled darkly at the thought.
As he stepped out of the room, he heard Dr. Briefs in his bathroom, and it reminded him of what needed to be done. So, Vegeta silently crept down the stairs to the kitchen and waited.
Dr. Briefs entered the kitchen his eyes immediately found the coffee pot. He walked toward it absently until he heard "Ahem," from the table. He turned his attention to the location of the sound and found Vegeta, sitting with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes analytical in the doctor's direction. "Ah, yes, um...good morning, Vegeta," the doctor nervously stumbled. He wasn't used to talking to Vegeta much at all, let alone finding him in the kitchen so early in the morning. "Turn around," Vegeta ordered in such a menacingly authorities voice that Dr. Briefs quickly complied. Vegeta stared at the man's backside. "I don't think he has a tail...but to be sure..." Vegeta rose from his seat and slapped the doctor's behind. "Ah! Vegeta!" the doctor exclaimed, turning around and blushing furiously. "What in Kami do you think you are doing?"
Vegeta looked mildly amused at the doctor's discomfiture, but turned and sat down in his chair once again. "Uh, Vegeta..." the doctor began, fidgeting terribly with his wounded derriere, "...I don't know what kind of man you think I am, but ...I am married, as you probably have ...uh, noticed..."
"Bumbling human, I have no interest in you!" Vegeta roared quietly. "If you'll sit down, I'll explain." The doctor, still trying to calm his awkwardness, sat down in the chair across from Vegeta. "Vegeta, would you please tell me why you thought it necessary to smack my ass??" the doctor asked with indignation. "I was checking for a tail."
"A tail?"
"Yes, human, a tail," Vegeta said evenly. "Why would you begin to think that I would have a tail?" the doctor asked. Just as evenly as before, Vegeta replied, "Because your daughter has one." "Bulma?? She has a tail?!?" the doctor exclaimed. "How is that possible?" Dr. Briefs paused to contemplate. "You haven't, ...eh, ahem...had any, well,...relations...with her?" the doctor asked, a bit worried. "What, have I slept with her?" Vegeta roared. "Well, yes...I suppose...she could have gotten it from you, no?" the doctor replied. "No," Vegeta said, "that's not possible. Saiyans don't get their tails from the males, or whatever you have been thinking...and I haven't slept with your daughter." Dr. Briefs couldn't help the look of relief that came over his face as he said, "Oh, okay."
Dr. Briefs, after a moments silence, asked, "How do you know my daughter has a tail?"
Vegeta began to relay the previous night's events to the doctor, down to the last detail. He wanted the whole house to have as much contempt for Yamcha as he. As he expected, the doctor's brow furrowed darkly as Vegeta told of Yamcha's actions. After Vegeta finished telling the tale, the doctor's first reaction was, "You saw my daughter nude?" "Stupid human," Vegeta thought as he breathed deeply for control. "Don't you think the what's most important here is finding out if Bulma is indeed a Saiyan, and if she is, how?" "Oh, yes, of course, you're right, Vegeta," the doctor replied, "I'm sorry. We need to stay focused. Is Bulma still in bed?" "Yes, she's most likely exhausted from her attack. I doubt if she'll be awake until tomorrow. She used a lot of power, for an untrained Saiyan."
"My daughter, a Saiyan? Hmm...first, let's confirm that much. We'll need as much fact as we can muster. Let's see now..." Dr. Briefs stroked his mustache as he thought. His face brightened and he said, "I know! First, I'll need a blood sample from you, Vegeta." "From me? Bah, human, you make no sense!" Vegeta scoffed. "No, Vegeta, you don't understand," Dr. Briefs said, "let me explain. Seeing as there are only a few, though very distinct differences, between humans and Saiyans, they might have similar genetic codes...so we'll compare your Saiyan blood against Bulma's and see if they are alike." Vegeta, who understood slightly, simply shook his head. "Okay, let's start."
Two hours later, Vegeta and Dr. Briefs stood in the doctor's lab, in front of a normal looking computer. "Ah, human, this is taking to long...what is happening?" Vegeta asked impatiently. "Well, the computer is analyzing the blood samples. It shouldn't take much longer now..." As the doctor spoke, the computer made a "ping" noise in indication that it was finished. The doctor skimmed through the information on the screen. "Very interesting...hmm," the doctor murmured. "What?" asked an annoyed Vegeta, "What have you found?" "Well," the doctor began, "there aren't many genetic differences between humans and Saiyans, as I had assumed. Saiyans have something more in common with monkeys than humans, though...that does seem to describe the tail...but there is one difference, I've never seen anything like it...I suppose it explains your power." "Human, you try my patience," Vegeta growled, "What does that say about Bulma?" "Ah, yes, Bulma has the same differences that you do. This confirms it! Bulma is indeed Saiyan."
Yep, there we have it...so, interested? Never miss an update! E-mail me at literature333@hotmail.com so you never miss an updated chapter! And keep reviewing...I may get some facts wrong or something...I am new at this, remember? Reviews are deeply appreciated, as is the support I've recieved already. Thanks, guys. :)