A/N: Reminder that this story is OOC and AU.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ/DBGT or the song Obsession by Animation.

Chapter 13: Caught And Showered

Vegeta watched as she sped out of the drive. 'Damn woman, always in a hurry to get somewhere,' he thought. Once she was out of sight, he shut down the Gravity Room and took off on his own quest. It had only occurred to him last evening that she being part Saiyan now, could possibly experience the form of Oozaru. This was a form brought own at the time of the full moon. The intended would gaze upon the full moon and a change of colossal proportions would occur. They would change into a giant ape. Vegeta, having mastered this form, was in complete control at all times. However, during one's first transformation, they have no self control. It was up to their superior or mate to gain control of them and persuade calmness. At first he was not sure if she would be capable of the change. But, after giving it considerable thought and noticing particular signs from her, there was no doubt that it was possible. He had been lucky so far that she had not gazed upon the full moon. For him it was not a problem. His strict discipline gave him the will to not look unless he wanted to. This was one of the reasons he requested that the events be on the day of a full moon.

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Bulma arrived at the mall and headed straight for the stationary shop. Over and over in her mind she kept repeating, 'I'm going to be married! I'm going to be married! To the most handsome, sexiest being I've ever laid eyes on.' Needless to say she was in her own little world. Finding the shop, she entered. Most everyone knew who Bulma Briefs was. She would have to make sure that discretion was top priority. An older woman approached her, "Hello, my name is Abigail. Is there anything that I may help you with?," the older woman asked.

"Yes, I am in need of wedding invitations and thank you cards. I am going to need these ASAP."

"May I ask what your name is, dear?"

"It is Bulma, Bulma Briefs."

"Oh, yes, Ms. Briefs, it is very nice to meet you. These wedding invitations, they are for you?"

"Yes, they are. Also, I have to ask that the utmost discretion be used in this. My fiancé and I wish this to be a very private occasion. I do not wish the press or anyone else to have access to this information."

"Yes, ma'am. That will not be a problem. If you will follow me. We have a private viewing room that we may use."

Bulma followed the lady back to the secluded room. It was nice that she was taking such measures for her. They sat at a table covered in books containing samples of all types of stationary. The lady reached for a couple and opened one up for Bulma to view.

"Do you have an idea of a certain style or color?," asked Abigail.

"Something elegant, even royal perhaps."

The elder lady stood and walked to a shelf and pulled out a very old looking book. She placed it on the table and opened to page 56. Bulmas eyes lit up and she said,

"That is perfect." She pulled out the pin that contained the crest of Vegeta's family,

"Would it be possible to have this imprinted on the front of the invitation?"

The lady took the pin and carefully studied it. Handing it back to Bulma she said, "It will not be a problem. Also, we can have it printed on the envelopes and the thank you cards. When do you need these?"

"I will need them by April 7. Will that be enough time?"

"Certainly. Now, let me get all of the personal information and we will be done."

Bulma told the clerk all the names, dates, etc. that she needed. Once they were finished, she reached out to shake Abigail's hand.

"Thank you so much, Abigail."

"Thank you Ms. Briefs. I will give you a call when they are finished."

Bulma left the store and headed back out into the mall. 'OK, that's done, now onto the dress shop.'

Bulma's favorite dress shop was Angelo's. He had anything and everything a socialite could possibly need. Also, he had known Bulma for years, discretion would not be a problem for him. She entered the store and spotted Angelo behind the counter. He raised his hand and tossed her a wave. Bulma smiled in return, advancing in his direction.

"Well what do we owe the pleasure of having your company with us today?," he asked.

Bulma leaned over and whispered, "I need a wedding gown."

Angelo's eye almost teared up, "Oh, dear, don't tell me that the most beautiful young woman in West City is getting married?"

Bulma shook her head in confirmation.

"Well then, come right this way. I have just the knock-um-dead gown your looking for."

"Thanks, Angelo. I knew you would be able to help. Now I don't want anything frilly. It must be elegant and fit to my every curve."

Jokingly he said, "So, do you want white or did you have another color in mind?"

"Very funny, white of course."

He led her back through the warehouse and into a cold storage locker. There he ushered her to have a seat while he brought out what he knew would be the perfect dress for her. When he returned, Bulma looked amazed. How he could have possibly known that this would be perfect escaped her. The dress was placed on a mannequin so that every detail could be seen. The dress itself was made of the finest leather. The leather was soft, smooth and had a slight sheen to it. In the front, the neck was a low cut heart shape to accent her ample bosoms. The collar came up around her neck, but was open in the front. The back was opened and dipped down to her waist. The sleeves stopped just past her elbows, mid way between them and her wrists. The actual length of the dress stopped just above her knees. Although it was a little risqué, it was perfect for her. There was one little alteration that would need to be made and did he have shoes to match.

"Angelo, it is the most beautiful dress I have ever seen. Can it be altered and do you have shoes to match?"

"Yes, anything for you, my dear."

Bulma raised her shirt to show her tail wound tightly around her waist, "As you can see, I will need a place in the back to allow my….."

Before she could finish, he blurted out, "You have a tail! Oh, my gosh, you have a tail!"

"Calm down, calm down. Yes, I know I have a tail."

"But how did you…."

"Don't ask, just answer me, can the alteration be taken care of?"

"Yes, I will see to it personally. I am sure you want to keep this between the two of us?"

"Most definitely. You're the best, Angelo," Bulma said as she pecked the handsome gentleman on the cheek.

"How soon do you need it?"

"I will have to have it by April 7th. Will that work for you?"

"Yes, I will call you as soon as it is completed. Oh, I am so happy for you. So, mind telling me who the lucky guy is?"

"Why, so you can try to steal him from me?" It was common knowledge that Angelo was gay.

"No, silly. Well, maybe. Is he that good looking?"

"That and more! Sorry, he's mine, all mine."

"Very well, (trying to look disappointed) I will call you in a few days once the gown is finished."

"Oh, shit! I almost forgot. I need a cloak or cape, or what ever you want to call it. Do you have anything like that?"

"What colors?"

"Navy blue and red."

Angelo left once more and returned yet again with exactly what she needed.

"How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Know exactly what I want. That is it. That is exactly what I need."

"Lucky guess, I suppose. Do you want to take this with you or will you pick it up with the gown and shoes?"

"I'll just pick it up with the rest of my things. You have my shoe size, right?"

"Sure do. Not a problem."

"Thanks, Angelo. See ya."

Bulma left. Satisfied that she had accomplished what she had set out to do. Her mother would be handling the catering. The only other major priority would be to set it up to have her personal stylist available for that day. She could take care of that when she got back home. Bulma headed to her car, hopped in and sped off in the direction of Capsule Corp.

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Vegeta had flown for almost an hour before he found the perfect spot. If his part of the evening went as planned, they would need to be as far away from civilization as possible. Not an easy task upon the Earth. However, he did find an area in the desert. There were no people and on the other side of the mountains were lush forests. He landed in the midst of the forests. He looked around for hours. He needed to become aware of every crack and crevice here. There were many trails, due to the animals that lived here. He followed them all until he was certain that he knew every path. He had found a cavern, powering up so that he could easily find his way he explored this area also. There he found drawings of an earlier civilization that had occupied the area. The illustrations showed great battles between two different tribes. It also showed great hunts for animals. He was intrigued by the drawings. He vaguely remembered similar drawings on Vegetasei. Once he was satisfied with everything, he returned to CC.

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Bulma was the first back to CC. By now it was almost diner time. She walked into the kitchen, there she found her mother making preparations for diner.

"Hi, mom."

"Oh, hi, sweetie. How did it go today? Did you get everything taken care of?"

"Yep! I sure did. No problems at all. How about on your end? Were you able to get the caterer's set up?"

"Yes. Everything is ready to go."

"Great. Mom, have you seen Vegeta today? I noticed the GR was not on. It's not like him not to be training."

"No, dear. The last I saw of him was early this morning."

'Humph, that's strange. I wonder what he's up to,' thought Bulma.

"Will it be awhile before diner is ready?"

"Probably an hour and a half."

"I'm going to go up and take a shower and change. Holler at me when it's done."

"OK."

Bulma took off up the stairs to her room. It had been a long day and she was ready to do a little unwinding. She turned on her radio and selected the preset button with her favorite '80's station. She undressed placing her dirty clothes in the laundry chute and entered the bathroom. In the background she could hear the DJ talking about the new contest they were running with the grand prize being one of Capsule Corps. new sports sedans. She opened the shower door and turned the water setting to how she liked it. Grabbing some of her favorite body washes and shampoos she climbed in for some relaxing *me* time.

In the meantime, Vegeta had returned. As he walked through the kitchen to the stairs, Mrs. Briefs hollered at him that diner would be ready in a little over an hour. As usual our Saiyan Prince just hmmphd in response. At the moment he was only interested in a hot shower.

Bulma was well underway in her *me* time. She let the water roll off of her shoulders and down her back, releasing any pent up tension. She squeezed a little shower gel into her palm and lathered it up.

Singing along with the radio:

You are an obsession

I cannot sleep

I am a possession unopened at you feet.

There's no balance

No equality

Be still

I will not accept defeat

I will have you

Yes

I will have you

I will find a way and I will have you.

Like a butterfly

A wild butterfly

I will collect you and capture you.

As Vegeta passed by her bedroom door he could her the woman singing. He could also hear the shower running. 'I think I'll surprise her.' He opened the bedroom door and quietly entered. Peeking into the bathroom he could see her nude form through the glass doors of the shower. Quickly he undressed. Not making a sound, he snuck into the bath and slid the shower door open.

Bulma had her back to the door, and was so engrossed in singing her song that she did not notice his entrance until she felt something sliding between her legs.

"What the……" she turned to find him with a smirk planted firmly upon his lips. "What are you doing, Vegeta?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

He advanced on her, pressing her against the shower wall. His hands took her hands and raised them above her head. Slowly he slid his hands down her arms, across her shoulders, along side her breasts to her waist. He pulled her toward him.

Bulma was enjoying his attention too much to have him stop. Her *me* time could continue later. She lowered her hands to the back of his head letting her fingers entwine in his hair.

Leaning over, he placed soft, gentle kisses upon her ear, dipping his tongue in and nipping the bottom of the lobe.

Soft moans of pleasure escaped from her lips as she tried almost helplessly to hold off returning the affections.

He moved down to her neck, finding just the right spot, and began sucking. He knew it was a erogenous zone for her. Sure enough, she pressed her hips firmly against his.

She lowered her hands to his strong shoulders. Kneading them, relaxing them. Moving down his side and around to his back she hugged him, pulling him even tighter against her own body. She relaxed her grip and lowered her hands once again. This time her right hand found the base of his tail. She did not want to *over stimulate* him so she gently ran her hand around it, holding it. A whisper of a groan could be heard coming from his mouth.

Letting go of her neck, he found his way to her mouth. Not waiting for permission, he roughly placed his lips on hers. In a matter of moments his tongue found it's way into her warmth and lashed out against its opponent.

Bulma took her free hand and placed it between their bodies. It was her turn to take the initiative. She grabbed his throbbing erection and guided it between her folds to enter her. He did not resist. Once he felt her entrance, he grabbed her by the waist, raising her up off the floor. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. He plunged deeply into her, sending shivers along her spine. She still was not ready to relinquish total control to him. She maneuvered her tail upwards towards him, waiting for just the right moment, she wrapped her tail tightly around the base of his member. This caused Vegeta to release a feral growl. Opening his eyes to gaze deeply into hers, he thought this woman constantly amazed him. Moving in and out with great determination, he was not going to let the blue haired beauty best him. If she wanted to play, then that is what she will get. Sneaking his own tail around his waist, he delved it in between their bodies till the tip rested on her clitoris. Flicking it mercifully, she began to scream. She tightened her tail until he could not wait any longer. Plunging into her with enormous strength, she began to shake violently. Gasping for breaths in between her moans of pleasure and screams of painful ecstasy. Her walls collapsed around him, squeezing him as tightly as her tail squeezed its base. A few more strokes and that would be it. Pulling from her just as he came, she ran her tail up and down his shaft, stroking him until he spilled his seed across her stomach. Together they collapsed on the shower floor. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. There they sat for a few minutes, allowing each to gain their composure. That had been the most intense orgasm for both of them so far. Vegeta looked at Bulma and shook his head.

"What? Why are you shaking your head?"

"Because if it is this good now, I can't imagine what it will be like once we are officially mated."

*KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!*

"Oh, shit! That's probably my mom."

"Calm down woman. It's not like she probably didn't hear you screaming your lungs out just a few moments earlier," Vegeta said with a huge smile plastered across his face.

"Shut up Vegeta! That's not even funny."

"Oh! Oh! Don't stop! Harder!, shall I keep going?" Bulma punched him in the arm.

"Hey I actually felt that. You must be getting a little stronger." He continued aggravating her making a pouting face. (a/n: my story, he can make a pouty face)

Bulmas mother had just knocked on her bedroom door. "Bulma dear, diner is ready."

"OK, mom. I'll be down in a sec."

"And Bulma honey, please tell that darling Vegeta that I made one of his favorites."

A very embarrassed Bulma responded, "Yes, mother."

A/N: Yippee! Chapter 13 is done. Just want to let you guys know that I am starting a new fic with Pan and Trunks. The title will be Sweet Sixteen. Hopefully I will have the first chapter up soon. Also, I'm going to move along fairly quick, to get to the upcoming nuptials. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. I am amazed that I have over 100 reviews. *Bows graciously* ~_^