Hiya, sorry for the long wait. I've been studying for finals like crazy. I should still be studying now, but I owe you guys an update really bad. I'll try and make this one longer because of the wait. ^u^
I don't own DBZ. And even if you did sue you wouldn't get anything. I don't even own this computer I'm using. The bank does. ^O^
::thoughts::
Ch 8
Bulma was on her second espresso when Yamcha finally arrived. Actually he was right on time. She had just been two hours early.
"Hey, babe. What's all this about? Wanting to talk to me?" He asked sincerely as he sat down and ordered a mocha from the red headed waitress.
"I wanted to talk about us," Bulma replied, " We don't seem to be going anywhere in this relationship."
Yamcha was shocked, "Babe, what gives you that idea. I love you and if I wasn't busy training for the androids I would spend more time with you."
::Oh Great, I'm the one with the problem.:: " I just don't feel like this is going anywhere anymore. I know you're training, but this has been building ever since we wished you and the others back," Bulma justified.
"Or how about," Yamcha started to let off with a pained look in his eyes, "everything drifted apart when Vegeta came along."
"What are you saying? That I'm cheating on you," Bulma's eyes narrowed to little slits and her voice came in a sharp whisper.
"He is living at your house, using equipment you made for him. You even babied the shrimp when the gravity chamber blew up. You get up to cook for him everyday and even take him out to dinner when you don't feel cooking. If you didn't have feelings for him you wouldn't do any of that for him. I've seen the way you look at him. Don't lie to me Bulma," Yamcha was very red in the face.
Bulma felt like breaking into tears. She never realized how much having Vegeta at her house affected him. She was about to break into the apologies when a thought hit her mind. ::It's MY house. I can do what ever I want there and have who ever I want to stay, If Yamcha really cared he'd trust me. And he doesn't.::
Bulma sucked up all her emotions, " I came here to break up for good. I wanted it to be on good terms. I wanted to stay friends. But it's obvious that you don't. Good Bye Yamcha." With that Bulma stood up and left.
She decided not to uncapsule the car. She felt like walking and today was a nice day. As she walked down the street she couldn't help but notice all the little shops that you missed when you traveled with the high velocity world. There were little antique shops, sushi bars, collectable stores, and even a comic book store with little kids running in and out. It reminded her of her days with Goku and all there crazy adventures. Goku was always a funny kid; it was no real shock to find out he was an alien. It actually answered a lot of questions. But then it brought a whole bunch more to the surface. What was a Sayain? The short answer was Goku and Vegeta. But they were extremely different and yet a lot alike. Goku acted like a kid. Vegeta did too. Albeit Vegeta was very spoiled and a troublemaker. Bulma almost laughed imagining a kid with the same haircut and a tail, running through castle corridors causing trouble. Vegeta the little scalawag. Similar memories of her own childhood resurfaced. She remembered running through Capsule Corp trying to escape punishment for messing up one of her dad's experiments and subsequent spanking. But her dad was always fair with punishments. Bulma suddenly wondered if Vegeta's dad was too.
She could always ask later, but she knew Vegeta always brushed her off when she pried into too personal of things. She suddenly had a realization about Vegeta. ::He said he'd been a child when his planet was destroyed.:: He didn't get to live there very long at all. Everything he knew about living he must have learned under Freeza. ::That explains why he's so sadistic and unattached:: Bulma couldn't help the sudden sympathy pains in her gut.
::Poor Guy::
She looked up surprised to see Capsule Corps gate right in front of her. ::That was fast:: She strolled across the lawn to the front doors and into the house.
At one point that evening Vegeta had woken up to his own body odor and decided to shower. He didn't think the woman would appreciate her bed smelling like a stressed out, overworked Sayain. The water felt good running down his back and through his hair. He had to find out what he was doing wrong, Why wasn't he a super Sayain? It didn't make any sense at all. He stepped out of the shower and used his ki to dry off. He usually slept nude, but he was sure the woman wouldn't appreciate that either. He streaked to his room not noticing Mrs. Briefs open bedroom door were Mrs. Briefs was currently tidying up. Bunny Briefs actually opened her eyes as the hard trim form of a Sayain flashed by.
"O my," She cooed.
Vegeta quickly pulled on some boxers and a pair of sweats. He shuffled through his drawers getting the things he'd need for tomorrow and quickly left the room before he had to stare at another naked monkey angel.
Bulma had just gotten to her room as Vegeta filed past her and dumped his things in a pile on the floor.
Bulma smirked, " Moving right in are we."
Vegeta stood up to his full height of 5'5" and scowled.
Bulma let out a sigh, "Been a tough day for you too, huh?"
Vegeta grunted.
Bulma dropped her smirk, "Want talk about it."
"No," He answered and fell back onto the bed. Bulma had to admit she was a little nervous about sharing a bed with. Her bed was huge, but that didn't matter if some one wanted to cop a feel or do things she didn't even want to think of.
"Fine," she answered back and plopped down on the bed. She couldn't help the tenseness in her muscles as she lie down.
"I'm not going to do anything to you woman. Just go to sleep already," Vegeta grunted and rolled so his back was to her. Suddenly Bulma had a feeling of disappointment.
She hmphed and rolled over so her back was to him. Vegeta heard her little noise of disappointment. ::What? Does she want me to touch her?:: He turned his head and listened for more sounds. All he heard was her rolling over. He took this opportunity to roll onto his back.
"What was that 'humph' about woman?" Vegeta asked casually.
"What do you mean 'Geta?" Bulma asked. ::He didn't hear me sigh; did he?::
"You 'humph' like you were rejected or something?" He answered truthfully and also knowing he'd probably get a rise out of her.
"It's not that," Bulma blushed. ::How did he read me so well::
"Then what was it?" He couldn't believe he was being this patient.
"I…I've never had a guy in my bed before," She answered quickly.
" Really…never huh…Were you ever in a guys bed?" Vegeta really wanted that verbal spar, but he also wanted the information.
" No, and what does it matter to you. You gonna make fun of me being a thirty year old virgin too. Just like Yamcha always did. Huh is that it!" She was starting to screech. Her face flushed, her eyes deepened, and she became almost Sayain like. These were the moments Vegeta lived for. But surprisingly he wanted to know why it was wrong for her to be virgin.
"Why would I make fun of you?" Vegeta asked unsure of why that comment had caused Bulma to blow her top.
Bulma stopped dead in her rampage. Vegeta was actually confused.
He spoke again, " And why would I do something that idiot mate of yours would do?"
Bulma rolled back over so she was facing him.
"Sorry, I guess it's a human thing," She answered and shrugged, " and he's not my mate. We broke up for good. I dumped him on his rear after he accused me of cheating on him with you."
Vegeta turned his head and looked at her. She had been like a viper ready to strike and now she was a lamb again. A virginal lamb without a mate. New feelings stirred inside of him. ::What is this woman doing to me::
"Vegeta, why are you staring?" He jumped as she asked and a blush crossed his cheeks. He heard the woman giggle and was now utterly confused, "Your blushing like a school boy, 'Geta."
He turned his head away to hide his utter embarrassment.
Bulma smiled at him even though she knew he couldn't see it. "Night, 'Geta."
He just humped.
So was this longer…I do plan on some lemon, just not this chapter. Maybe the next one. If you don't like lemon I don't know what to say. It won't be porn like, but it will be there.
I like it when Vegeta blushes. ^u^ see ya soon…
I don't own DBZ. And even if you did sue you wouldn't get anything. I don't even own this computer I'm using. The bank does. ^O^
::thoughts::
Ch 8
Bulma was on her second espresso when Yamcha finally arrived. Actually he was right on time. She had just been two hours early.
"Hey, babe. What's all this about? Wanting to talk to me?" He asked sincerely as he sat down and ordered a mocha from the red headed waitress.
"I wanted to talk about us," Bulma replied, " We don't seem to be going anywhere in this relationship."
Yamcha was shocked, "Babe, what gives you that idea. I love you and if I wasn't busy training for the androids I would spend more time with you."
::Oh Great, I'm the one with the problem.:: " I just don't feel like this is going anywhere anymore. I know you're training, but this has been building ever since we wished you and the others back," Bulma justified.
"Or how about," Yamcha started to let off with a pained look in his eyes, "everything drifted apart when Vegeta came along."
"What are you saying? That I'm cheating on you," Bulma's eyes narrowed to little slits and her voice came in a sharp whisper.
"He is living at your house, using equipment you made for him. You even babied the shrimp when the gravity chamber blew up. You get up to cook for him everyday and even take him out to dinner when you don't feel cooking. If you didn't have feelings for him you wouldn't do any of that for him. I've seen the way you look at him. Don't lie to me Bulma," Yamcha was very red in the face.
Bulma felt like breaking into tears. She never realized how much having Vegeta at her house affected him. She was about to break into the apologies when a thought hit her mind. ::It's MY house. I can do what ever I want there and have who ever I want to stay, If Yamcha really cared he'd trust me. And he doesn't.::
Bulma sucked up all her emotions, " I came here to break up for good. I wanted it to be on good terms. I wanted to stay friends. But it's obvious that you don't. Good Bye Yamcha." With that Bulma stood up and left.
She decided not to uncapsule the car. She felt like walking and today was a nice day. As she walked down the street she couldn't help but notice all the little shops that you missed when you traveled with the high velocity world. There were little antique shops, sushi bars, collectable stores, and even a comic book store with little kids running in and out. It reminded her of her days with Goku and all there crazy adventures. Goku was always a funny kid; it was no real shock to find out he was an alien. It actually answered a lot of questions. But then it brought a whole bunch more to the surface. What was a Sayain? The short answer was Goku and Vegeta. But they were extremely different and yet a lot alike. Goku acted like a kid. Vegeta did too. Albeit Vegeta was very spoiled and a troublemaker. Bulma almost laughed imagining a kid with the same haircut and a tail, running through castle corridors causing trouble. Vegeta the little scalawag. Similar memories of her own childhood resurfaced. She remembered running through Capsule Corp trying to escape punishment for messing up one of her dad's experiments and subsequent spanking. But her dad was always fair with punishments. Bulma suddenly wondered if Vegeta's dad was too.
She could always ask later, but she knew Vegeta always brushed her off when she pried into too personal of things. She suddenly had a realization about Vegeta. ::He said he'd been a child when his planet was destroyed.:: He didn't get to live there very long at all. Everything he knew about living he must have learned under Freeza. ::That explains why he's so sadistic and unattached:: Bulma couldn't help the sudden sympathy pains in her gut.
::Poor Guy::
She looked up surprised to see Capsule Corps gate right in front of her. ::That was fast:: She strolled across the lawn to the front doors and into the house.
At one point that evening Vegeta had woken up to his own body odor and decided to shower. He didn't think the woman would appreciate her bed smelling like a stressed out, overworked Sayain. The water felt good running down his back and through his hair. He had to find out what he was doing wrong, Why wasn't he a super Sayain? It didn't make any sense at all. He stepped out of the shower and used his ki to dry off. He usually slept nude, but he was sure the woman wouldn't appreciate that either. He streaked to his room not noticing Mrs. Briefs open bedroom door were Mrs. Briefs was currently tidying up. Bunny Briefs actually opened her eyes as the hard trim form of a Sayain flashed by.
"O my," She cooed.
Vegeta quickly pulled on some boxers and a pair of sweats. He shuffled through his drawers getting the things he'd need for tomorrow and quickly left the room before he had to stare at another naked monkey angel.
Bulma had just gotten to her room as Vegeta filed past her and dumped his things in a pile on the floor.
Bulma smirked, " Moving right in are we."
Vegeta stood up to his full height of 5'5" and scowled.
Bulma let out a sigh, "Been a tough day for you too, huh?"
Vegeta grunted.
Bulma dropped her smirk, "Want talk about it."
"No," He answered and fell back onto the bed. Bulma had to admit she was a little nervous about sharing a bed with. Her bed was huge, but that didn't matter if some one wanted to cop a feel or do things she didn't even want to think of.
"Fine," she answered back and plopped down on the bed. She couldn't help the tenseness in her muscles as she lie down.
"I'm not going to do anything to you woman. Just go to sleep already," Vegeta grunted and rolled so his back was to her. Suddenly Bulma had a feeling of disappointment.
She hmphed and rolled over so her back was to him. Vegeta heard her little noise of disappointment. ::What? Does she want me to touch her?:: He turned his head and listened for more sounds. All he heard was her rolling over. He took this opportunity to roll onto his back.
"What was that 'humph' about woman?" Vegeta asked casually.
"What do you mean 'Geta?" Bulma asked. ::He didn't hear me sigh; did he?::
"You 'humph' like you were rejected or something?" He answered truthfully and also knowing he'd probably get a rise out of her.
"It's not that," Bulma blushed. ::How did he read me so well::
"Then what was it?" He couldn't believe he was being this patient.
"I…I've never had a guy in my bed before," She answered quickly.
" Really…never huh…Were you ever in a guys bed?" Vegeta really wanted that verbal spar, but he also wanted the information.
" No, and what does it matter to you. You gonna make fun of me being a thirty year old virgin too. Just like Yamcha always did. Huh is that it!" She was starting to screech. Her face flushed, her eyes deepened, and she became almost Sayain like. These were the moments Vegeta lived for. But surprisingly he wanted to know why it was wrong for her to be virgin.
"Why would I make fun of you?" Vegeta asked unsure of why that comment had caused Bulma to blow her top.
Bulma stopped dead in her rampage. Vegeta was actually confused.
He spoke again, " And why would I do something that idiot mate of yours would do?"
Bulma rolled back over so she was facing him.
"Sorry, I guess it's a human thing," She answered and shrugged, " and he's not my mate. We broke up for good. I dumped him on his rear after he accused me of cheating on him with you."
Vegeta turned his head and looked at her. She had been like a viper ready to strike and now she was a lamb again. A virginal lamb without a mate. New feelings stirred inside of him. ::What is this woman doing to me::
"Vegeta, why are you staring?" He jumped as she asked and a blush crossed his cheeks. He heard the woman giggle and was now utterly confused, "Your blushing like a school boy, 'Geta."
He turned his head away to hide his utter embarrassment.
Bulma smiled at him even though she knew he couldn't see it. "Night, 'Geta."
He just humped.
So was this longer…I do plan on some lemon, just not this chapter. Maybe the next one. If you don't like lemon I don't know what to say. It won't be porn like, but it will be there.
I like it when Vegeta blushes. ^u^ see ya soon…
