A/N: Thanks everyone for all of the wonderful reviews. Sorry, Yasha, I fixed the booboo. Thanks for pointing it out. A reminder to all, this is an A/U fic and will probably turn even more away from what little of the story line it has followed. I am getting ready to start a new fic, hope everyone will check it out. Lime Alert!_

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Chapter 10: Master Roshi? No Mastur Bation!

Morning came and found them laying on the now noticeably cold floor of the Gravity Room. Vegeta awoke first, of course. He stood, trying not to wake Bulma. Very slowly, he picked her up and took her to the back room and laid her on the sofa. Rummaging around, he found two sets of clothes for them to put on. Apparently, after the last go around the two of them had had in the GR, Bulma was not going to be without extra clothes. He found a blanket, which he covered her with. Dressing himself, he then quietly left the building.

Bulma, woke a few minutes after Vegeta had gone. 'How did I get here? Must have been Vegeta,' she said as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She stood up and stretched a long relaxing stretch. 'Looks like he found the extra clothes. Glad I put them in here.' She grabbed her set and dressed. 'I'm am sooo ready for a hot shower,' saying that she headed off to the main house.

It was still early, and the rest of the family were still sleeping. As Bulma ran up the stairs towards her room, she ran smack dab into Vegeta, already coming back down to start his training.

Vegeta, as usual did not have much to say, he just nodded in her direction.

However, Bulma was in top form this morning and she wasn't going to let him get by without some sort of interaction.

"Morning, Vege-head!," she exclaimed. Making sure just as he passed to loop her hand around his tail allowing it to glide across her palm.

Vegeta stopped in his tracks. Turning to her he said, "That does it. Come here." He picked her up and carried her to her room. He set her down on the floor beside him. He reached around her back and grabbed her tail in his hand, being careful not to afflict pain. "Now, let me show you how that feels." Running his hand from the base to the tip of her tail, kneading it as he went, he was pleased to see her response. "Now, don't do that to me again unless you want it back ten-fold. Understand?"

Bulma, shivering, could only nod affirmatively.

"Good, now I have training to do." He turned and left her standing dazed in her room.

'Wa, Wa, Wa, WOW!! That was great. Now I am certain that I need to move ahead with my plans,' she thought as she made way for the shower. Afterwards she went seeking out her father.

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Entering the lab, she found her father tinkering on one of his many inventions.

"Dad, I need to discuss something with you."

"Oh, what is that, dear?," asked Dr. Briefs.

"Well, you know I'm not a kid anymore and I was thinking it's time to have a place of my own. What do you think?," she asked.

"Yes, you're not our little girl anymore. You've grown into a bright, beautiful, young woman. I would assume you would want to remain on the CC compound?"

"Actually, I've already picked out the perfect site."

"I see you have put a lot of thought into this already. Where exactly did you have in mind?"

"In the south quadrant there are several hundred acres of land that consist of rolling hills, lots of trees and running streams. There is also a lot of wildlife out there too. What I'd like to do, is to build a four bedroom house with these particular specs. handing him a set of blueprints. It would be perfect. Oh, and there's one other thing."

"And that particular thing wouldn't by any chance concern a certain Saiyan living with us, would it?"

"How did you know, dad?"

"Let's just say even though your mother and I are getting a little older we still notice chemistry when we see it. Not to mention it sure would be a lot quieter at night. We might actually get a good nights sleep."

Bulma's cheeks turned a rosy red at the thought of what her father suggested. 'So they have heard us. "You and mom would have the house to yourselves. That should give you all the quiet time you need, well, except for meal times maybe. I guess I need to learn to cook a little better, huh?"

"Well, dear, let's worry about one thing at a time. I'll take all of your information and get started on the construction. Meantime, you need to pick out the spot where it will go once it is done."

"Oh yeah, dad, I haven't spoke to Vegeta yet about this. I would appreciate it if you wouldn't say anything to him."

"No, problem. Now let me get to work. I'll see you later and let you know how things are going."

"Okay," Bulma said as she gave her dad a kiss on the cheek.

'Now that that is done, I've got to start working on the décor. Let's see, I still need to talk to Vegeta about planet Vegetasei. Hmm, he's had a couple of hours of training, I'll see if he's up to it now.' Bulma headed off once again to the Gravity Room.

Upon reaching the GR, she found Vegeta training outside. It was a wonderful day. The sky was bright blue and there was a faint breeze blowing. Cautiously, she approached the proud Saiyan. She new how picky he was regarding his training. He saw her coming towards him. Speaking aloud he asked, "What do you want now?"

'That sounds inviting,' she thought.

"I still need to discuss a matter with you. It's only one simple question. If you will just give me a few minutes, I promise I will leave you alone. Please?"

"I expect you to keep your word. If you interrupt me again, it will be hell to pay."

Bulma tried not to show how pleased she was. She nodded in agreement with his request.

They sat under the big oak tree, just outside the GR. Bulma nervously cleared her throat and then began to speak.

"Tell me about the décor of the palace on planet Vegetasei."

"Why do you want to know about that?"

"Just humor me and I'll go."

"Well, Everything was made of wood. Most of the rooms were royal blue, maroon and gold. Satisfied?"

"So were the floors also made from wood? And what about the lights? Were they crystal, gold with glass, iron?"

"No, the floors were stone, like your marble. And there were huge, wooden chandeliers in every room. Are we done now?"

"Yeah, I think that will do it. Thanks Vegie!" Bulma leaned over and pecked him on the cheek and took off to her lab leaving a confused Saiyan to wonder what that was about.

'Women are too strange,' was the thought that crossed his mind.

Arriving back at her lab, Bulma quickly went to work. She drew up a set of plans that would show exactly how she wanted the décor to look. 'That should do it. Now to get these to dad.'

Vegeta returned to his training. Certain thoughts kept creeping into his mind. 'What is that woman up to? She has been acting more than strange lately. Maybe I'll have to do some investigating.'

Finding her father in the lab working on her capsule house, she ran up to him to give him the additional plans. "Dad, here are the rest of the plans to finish the house. How long do you think it will take to finish it?"

"I'd say a day or two, won't take very long. You've already made sure we had all of the materials so it should be fairly easy."

"Great! Hey, isn't there some sort of convention we're supposed to attend this weekend?"

"Yes, there is an Alternative Fuel Convention in South City. I didn't say anything to you because I've already made plans for me and the Mrs. to go."

Bulma thought to herself, 'This will work out perfect. I've gotta get a move on though to get everything finished in time.'

"Bulma, did you hear me dear?"

"Huh, oh yeah, no problem. I'm sure you and mom will have a great time. South City is really romantic. I'll see you later dad, I've got a lot to do. And don't forget, not a word to Vegeta."

"Okay, dear."

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Bulma took off in a dash heading to the main house to grab a snack. She was in such a hurry, that she did not see a certain Saiyan Prince standing in the door when she ran head first into him.

"Damn it, Vegeta. Watch where you're going." Bulma didn't even stop to allow him to retaliate. She bee-lined it to the fridge. 'Let's see, a ham sandwich sounds good.' She grabbed out the bread, ham, cheese, pickles and mayo. By now Vegeta had made his way into the kitchen as well and stood glaring at the overly-excited beauty. "What do you want Vegeta. Can't you see I'm in kind of a hurry."

"What are you up to, woman? You're being very suspicious."

Bulma gulped at his comments as she tried to keep from choking on her bite of sandwich. "What do you mean? I'm not up to anything," she said as she turned her back to him, not allowing him to notice her reaction to his questions.

'We'll see. I'm going to keep a close eye on you."

"Whatever, you're just paranoid." Bulma finished the last bite and took off again to her lab.

Vegeta waited for a few minutes and then followed.

'Damn! Now I'm really going to have to be careful. He's not going to give up to he figures out what's going on.'

Vegeta watched as she entered her lab. Spying through the window he could see a lot of papers strewn across her desk. 'I'll come back later when she's in bed. I'll bet it has something to do with that paper." Vegeta left to return to his training.

Bulma scurried about the lab making plans. 'Oops, better not leave all this out. Mr. Sneaky Britches will sure to pay a visit here later.' Finally, satisfied with what she had completed today, she called it an evening. It was late and both her mom and dad were already in bed. She quietly opened the front door to the main house and then closed it behind her. There was a dim light radiating from the living room. 'Wander who's up at this hour,' she thought knowing full well who it was. 'He must have called it an early night, he normally has at least another hour or two to go.' She slipped her shoes off onto the mat by the door and then proceeded into the living room.

"Vegeta what are you doing watching TV? Why aren't you still training?"

"I have other things on my mind."

"Really, like what?," she asked as she sat down beside him on the couch.

"Do you trust me?," he asked.

Hesitantly she replied, "Yes."

He turned and climbed onto her lap, straddling her legs.

"Vegeta what are you doing?"

"Trust me, woman."

He slowly removed her shirt and then tossed it aside. This time he managed to keep it intact. He ran his hands across her arms up to her shoulders and down to the center clasp of her bra. Easily this item of clothing was also discarded. When Bulma tried to touch him back, he stopped her. "Not tonight, this will be different."

"What do you mean different? Don't I get to enjoy whatever it is you have in mind?," she asked a little miffed.

"No more talking, trust me."

Vegeta persuaded her to lean back against the soft, billowy cushions. He leaned over her allowing a little of his saliva to drip off his tongue, down between her breasts. He raised himself up just to the point that he was able to place himself in that crevice. He motioned for her to take her hands and squeeze her mounds tightly surrounding him. Upon doing this, he started to move. Making the motions as he would if he were deep inside her. This was a new experience for her, it was so erotic. The movements he made caused her nipples to rub together, creating a burning inside of her desperately wanting to get out. Faster and faster he paced until at last, he came, spilling along her face, down her neck and across her breasts. Bulma released her hold. Taking her tongue, she ran it across her lips, taking in the sweet candy that was bestowed upon her. Grabbing a couple of tissues she cleaned what was left off. Vegeta removed himself to sit back down beside her.

"Well that was good for me, how about you?," he asked snidely.

Bulma scooted to the end of the couch. She reached down and removed her shorts and underwear. Raising her legs back up on the couch, she said, "Yes, it was good. But I'm not finished yet." She sat back looking at him. 'Kami does he have a body,' she thought. He began to move towards her, but as he did to her, she stopped him. "Remember, something different tonight." He did as told and sat back, watching. The more she gazed at him, the hotter she became. She started by placing her hands on her stomach, then gliding them up to her breasts. She squeezed each one, gently manipulating the nipples between her fingers until she was twisting and turning them.

Vegeta had moved to his end of the couch and pulled one leg up to him while the other remained over the side touching the floor.

Bulma's thoughts…….

'Look at how he's sitting. Oh, Kami his cock is so big.' Running her tongue across her lips, she began moving her hands down across her stomach. 'Mmmmm, I want him inside of me…..' Lowering her hands to run across her pelvis, delving inside her thighs. 'Just to have him inside of me.' Licking her lips, sucking in her lower lip. She raised and lowered herself wanting, needing that satisfaction. Slowly her tailed slipped between her legs, flicking itself about.

Vegeta was on the brink of exploding as he sat, watching her, being denied physical contact.

Grabbing her thighs with the palms of her hands, she pulled them back to her, exposing her womanhood to him. 'He is so hot, ummm.' 'Got to have him inside me.' At that moment she slid the tip of her tail inside, her walls constricted, her tail stiffened. It moved in and out with great expertise. Her hips pushed against it. 'More, more,' she thought.

Vegeta could not take it any longer. He had to have some type of release. Wetting his hand he placed it around his shaft. Watching her, moving his hand in rhythm with her movements. 'Oh, she's good,' he thought. Increasing speed as she did.

'Look at him now, can't last much longer.' Harder and harder her tail plunged, progressing deeper and deeper with each movement. Her middle finger now flicked across her clit, delving into its folds, finding the spot of her desire, it sent her body into a frenzy. 'Oh, oh, faster, faster, harder, harder. It's coming, it's coming.' Her body bucked wildly relinquishing itself to the feeling that had overcome it. 'Ummm, that's better.' Calming herself best that she could.

He stroked and stroked, faster and faster. Watching the scene play out in front of him. 'Can't wait any longer.' Releasing, spilling upon his torso, finally having his satisfaction.

They both sat up. Their eyes still full of lust. Bulma was the first to break the silence. "Yes, it was good for me also."

Another moment of silence past, then she said, "Well, Vegeta, I think I'm going to call it a night. I'm exhausted for some reason. Slipping her clothes back on, she made her way to her bedroom. She collapsed on the bed, and was fast asleep.

'Yes, that was very good. Little minx has a naughty side to her. Humph.' Vegeta gathered his clothing, turned off the TV and upstairs he went. But not to bed just yet…….

A/N: This was kind of a transition chapter. I think maybe a couple more chapt. And it'll be done. J