A/N: Hi, everyone. Brrrrr it's getting cold here. Here is next chp. I really appreciate your reviews. It makes me realize how important it is to each author, whether it be a positive or negative. It let's them know someone thought enough to acknowledge them.

Chapter WARNING: This chapter contains citrus and what some may consider kinkiness. You are now warned.

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A/N: One other thing, I would like to apologize to all the author's whose stories I've read but show no review by me. I am having some sort of problem with my browser and it won't allow me to access the review screen. As soon as I can fix the problem, I will go back and enter my reviews.

Chapter 4: Bad Saiyan, Naughty Saiyan

After diner, both Bulma and Vegeta decided to call it an early evening. After all it had been a very long day. Neither of them had slept since before the final events on Namek had unfolded. Each retiring to their own rooms, had only thoughts of the other dancing through their minds.

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'This place is bewitched somehow. I, Vegeta, Prince of the Saiyans would never succumb to the trivials of such a lowly race. They are weak, fragile and confusing.

I must find a distraction or it will be the death of me,' thought the Prince. Then his thoughts turned once again. She kissed him. Even though it was not a *passionate* kiss it had said a thousand words and felt just as many --feelings? What are these feelings he had? For so long his heart had been empty, simply a void of blackness reflected in his eyes. However, today he had felt a strangeness inside that black hole. As if perhaps, a long forgotten warmth was beginning to surge within and a spark could be seen momentarily in those obsidian eyes.

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Bulma lay across her bed and sighed. She was exhausted. She had to leave her long time friend in the midst of his most fiercest battle. She had returned to Earth, not alone however, but with all the living survivors of Namek and one arrogant Saiyan as well. The Saiyan, yes he would enter her thoughts constantly. She thought back to the last time they had been alone. She had fallen and hurt herself. He had actually stopped to access her wound. As she sat there, her heart raced franticly. His hands, so soft and gentle, yet showed great strength, a warriors strength. She gazed upon his face. It did not look so menacing now. Without warning, she leaned forward, and kissed him lightly on his lips and told him thank you. She was beginning to blush. The warmth she felt from only a simple gesture, could it be? 'No, there's no way. *yawns big* There is absolutely no way I'm falling for this guy,' she thought. Finally pushing, more like shoving all thoughts out of her head, she drifted off into a deep slumber. A peaceful and dreamless sleep.

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Vegeta, just lay there. He was not accustomed to such softness in his bed. Only as a child in the palace, could he faintly remember such a luxury. Sleep was tugging at his mind. After a few minutes of trying to fight it, Vegeta was sound asleep. He hated sleeping, no rest was obtained only painful memories of torture, death and destruction. This night would be different, for once he would sleep with his guardian angels watching over him.

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Two weeks had past. The Gravity Room was operational now and Vegeta could be found there throughout most of the day. His normal daily schedule was to awake at 4 A.M., train for two hours, then eat breakfast. Mrs. Briefs had become well accustomed to this routine. After breakfast, he was off to train again for usually around four hours. Before lunch, he liked to meditate on the back lawn of CC. It was quiet peaceful with the exception of the pool being located here.

"Mom, where are my bikini's? How am I going to get an early start on my tan if I don't have my suit?" 'Of course, I could just do the nude thing. Scratch that idea, you forgot about one certain Saiyan lurking around.'

"Did you look in the top drawer of your dresser, dear?"

"Oh, there they are. Thanks mom. You're a lifesaver."

'Let's see, I think this one will do nicely,' Bulma thought to herself as she pulled out a candy apple red G-string bikini. After getting herself ready she headed down to the pool.

"Honey, your father and I will be going into the city. There's a chance we may stay at the apartment in town tonight. We'll call you later and let you know."

"OK mom. You two have a good time." Bulma then was off to the pool.

Vegeta had trained rigorously this morning. After taking a quick shower, he would retire to the lawn to do some meditating before lunch. His mind had been filled with thoughts of the woman lately. He needed to clear his thoughts. He had settled under one of the large oak trees. Silently he sat, relaxing, clearing his mind.

Bulma bebopped her way out to the pool. Before she left the house, she remembered her walkman. 'Gotta have my tunes,' she thought. Of course she had devised special earpieces that were wireless and barely visible to the naked eye. Oblivious to all that was around her, she found her lounge chair, laying her towel out across the chair, she then placed the remaining items on the small table beside it. She sat on the edge, preparing to apply her sunblock. As pale as she was, she could not afford to burn her delicate skin. Now she was ready, laying back, sunglasses in place, she was in her own little world.

Vegeta caught a glimpse of the woman as she exited the house. 'What is she doing moving around like that?' Bulma was dancing to one of the tunes she was listening to on her walkman. However, the Prince could not see the hidden earpieces she was wearing. 'She has definitely flipped.' Then the true nature of what he was seeing hit him like a ton of bricks. 'What the hell is she wearing?' About that time, Bulma turned to have her back towards him. It was all he could do to contain himself. Instantly he had a growing erection. His blood began pumping with an urgency throughout his entire body. Now he was on -all fours- the hunter stalking the prey. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. How delicious she smelled. Just a taste was all he wanted nothing more, nothing less. She had laid out across some sort of lounge chair. He watched for a while longer. During this time she turned, allowing the sun's warmth to envelope her back. Slowly he approached her, daring not to make a sound. Little did he realize that she was oblivious to any noise other than that of her walkman. Crouched by her feet, so as to not cast a shadow and cause her alarm, he gazed hungrily over her body. Not a single flaw could he find. She was perfect. He caught a distinct sound, which was Bulma lightly snoring. 'Humph, now's my chance. He moved himself to position his body next to her left thigh. Slowly, he placed his right ….. 'Wait, what was that?', thought the Prince. 'She is talking in her sleep. Something about hands wandering carelessly over her body? This could work to my advantage.' Again he began to place his right hand on the back of her left thigh. A slight moan escaped from her lips. He slowly slid it up to caress her buttocks. Massaging gently, he was succeeding in getting a welcomed response. Whimpers and moans continuing to escape her mouth, he now moved the hand slowly around the cheek and downward toward her wetness. He could feel the heat emanating from her. Carefully, and with such grace, he placed his fingers underneath the cotton garment. Surely he was dreaming, for she was beginning to raise her hips towards his fingers, inviting him to enter. Not wanting to disappoint, enter his middle finger did into a realm of undenying want. Pausing only for a moment to compose himself, he then began to maneuver his finger in and out turning gently with each stroke. Her juices escaped her, covering his hand. Still pumping, in and out, he did not take notice to his thumb positioned above her other entrance. He found himself rotating it lightly over the opening. He was quiet surprised to hear her moan even louder and press her hips even more into his grasp. His hand, dripping, was administering such pleasure to this woman. He dared entering her most nether region. She bucked harshly against his hand now, looking for the release she so desired. More, and more until a gush of hot, sticky liquid flowed across that which had been pleasuring her. Her inner walls constricted and released from the onslaught of the orgasm. Carefully he removed his hand. His tongue ran across his lips in great anticipation. As he brought his fingers to his mouth, he entered one at a time sucking the sweet nectar from each. Bulma began to stir. With no hesitation, Vegeta returned to his meditating under the large oak. Trying desperately to calm his breathing back to normal.

Bulma's heart raced. 'Wow, was that really a dream?', she thought. She had had realistic dreams before, but this was different. Her body even felt as if it had been *real*. Sitting upright, she happened a glance in the direction of one such Saiyan setting under the big oak tree. 'Has he been there the entire time? I can't believe I didn't notice him sooner', she thought. Speaking aloud, but barely audible, "I hope he didn't see or hear anything during my dream." Just as she finished her statement, Vegeta turned his head to face her with the most evilest of smirks drawn across his face. 'Oh, Kami, he must have seen and heard everything.' Then he put his middle finger into his mouth and sucked as he removed it. Bulma's face, now a deep shade of crimson, could only turn away from his steady gaze. 'It couldn't be. It was only a dream, right?', she questioned herself. Then Vegeta 'rose to his feet and returned to the Gravity Room. Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. She gathered her belongings and made a hasty retreat to the house, not wanting an encounter any closer to the man who had been the cause of her *dream* to begin with.

A/N: Well that's chap. 4. Hope I didn't offend too many people. Thought I'd add a little more spice to the story. Thanks and review please. J