WARNING: This chapter is not for the kiddies. So, if you are not at least 18, I ask that you please not continue.

A/N: Ok, I'm going to WARN all readers that everyone in this chapter will be out of character, but if you decide to continue on it will have it's , let's say double whammy.

Disclaimer: Dude, I don't own DBZ or the song Hot In Herre. Man, I wish they would stop asking me.

Chapter 15: The Plan Unfolds

As soon as she had left, Dr. Briefs decided to pay a visit to Vegeta.

"Honey, keep diner warm. I've got something I need to take care of," he told the Mrs.

"OK, hurry back," she replied.

Quickly he made his way to his air car. Flying as fast as he could, he arrived at the new house, soon to be his daughter and Vegeta's home. He walked around to where he was sure to find the prince, in the Gravity Room. Sure enough there was the hum of the machine signaling its use. He walked up to the outside entrance and pressed the intercom button. Luckily, he had the foresight to install it. He really hated to interrupt the mans training, but this had to be done.

"Vegeta, may I have a word with you," asked the elder Briefs.

Vegeta was not aware that the unit had been equipped with such a feature. Cussing the interruption under his breath, he hesitantly shut down the machine, grabbed a towel and proceeded to the door.

Dr. Briefs watched as the door swooshed open and there stood a very irate Saiyan.

"What could possibly be so important that you felt the need to interrupt me?"

"You told me that if any one threw her a party to let you know."

"Yes, I remember. Go on."

"Well, apparently she threw herself one."

"I see, continue."

"Everyone is meeting at Master Roshi's place. Sounds like the whole gang will be there."

"Interesting. By the way, I am very pleased with the new Gravity Room."

The elder Briefs bowed his head graciously, then turned and left.

Dr. Briefs didn't really question the why to the young man's request. Bulma was a vibrant young woman and he figured the prince didn't want to see her taken advantage of.

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Meanwhile, Bulma arrived at the party. Things were already in full swing. Everyone was there except for Goku and Launch. Bulma walked over to the makeshift bar. Roshi had outdone himself this time. He had built a bar outside, tying coconuts and palm frans around it. He also had bought some of those cheesy little plastic lantern lights and draped them around the top. Of course he had Oolong tending the bar, atop several milk crates.

"Oolong, is that a grass skirt your wearing?"

"Shut up, okay? I know, he made me wear it."

"Oh, I think it's cute."

"Oh, Kami, anything by cute."

Bulma laughed. "You haven't changed one bit."

"Care to wet your whistle, madam?"

"Yeah, make me something…. Fruity."

"One fruit cake coming up. Just kidding on the cake side."

Bulma took her drink and walked over to Chi Chi. She was curious as to where Goku was.

"Hey Chi Chi, where's that husband of yours?"

"He said he had something to take care of and then he would be here."

It had come to Bulmas attention that Chi Chi had already indulged herself with a few drinks.

"So where's Gohan?"

"We thought it best to not bring him. You know all the alcohol and who knows what else that will be going on."

"Hmmm, well I guess I will have to pay a special visit to him tomorrow."

"Yeah, that sounds good. Hey is that Yamcha over there?," asked Chi Chi.

"I believe it is."

"Well, talk to you later Bulma," said Chi Chi as she rushed off in the direction of Yamcha.

'That was really strange. Since when did Chi Chi give another man a second glance, or a first one for that matter,' thought Bulma.

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Vegeta closed down the GR, went inside and quickly cleaned up. Next, he was off to Roshi's. Upon reaching the small island, he found it to be a task to land and not be noticed. However, he did manage it successfully. He found her, amongst her friends. His only wish in having the old man disclose this information was to be able to initiate a secret plan. One that would stretch the bonds of all friendships.

Over the past few weeks, it had occurred to him that she had agreed to submit herself, no reservations whatsoever, to a ritual that in turn could cause her demise. What had he done to deserve this? This love that she offered unto him. With great thought and much reservation he made a decision. That decision would be to give her whatever would make her happy, even if only for one time. Granted he would always try to make her happy but this was different. What one thing would she want that would give her immense pleasure and happiness.

He watched her mingling, laughing, she looked like the brightest star in the sky to him. He watched as Kakarott approached the island. He had already made an interesting observation, 'Why is Kakarott's mate being so friendly with that weakling called Yamcha? Actually, all of them are acting extremely friendly or maybe silly is the better word.' He then noticed everyone was drinking strange looking beverages. 'Maybe it's a drug in the drink,' he thought. He continued watching for several hours. This was becoming quiet entertaining.

He could see through the window to the living room, Master Roshi, Puar, Oolong and Launch had started playing strip UNO. Funny thing was Puar already didn't have any clothes on and Oolong wasn't far behind. Launch and Master Roshi were down to their underwear.

Yamcha, Tien and Goku had snuck off to the other side of the house. They were acting rather strange.

Bulma stood on the front porch with Chi Chi.

"Hey, Chi Chi, what are those guys up to? Their acting really weird."

"How would I know? You know how they are when they get together."

"Yeah, I guess. So, how are you and Goku?," Bulma couldn't help but ask. Especially after seeing the way her friend had been hanging all over Yamcha.

"Were fine. It's nice to get a break from each other sometimes though."

"What do you mean a break?"

"Oh, never mind. I think I need another drink, want one?"

"Sure, I'll come with you."

Bulma and Chi Chi headed over to the bar. In the meantime the guys were finishing up the final touches to their plan.

Goku asked, "Ok, everyone know what their suppose to do, right?"

Tien answered, "Yeah, I get the lights and crank up the music."

"Leave Chi Chi to me," said Yamcha.

"And I know what I'm supposed to do. Everyone ready? And don't forget once in motion everyone stays clear."

In unison they all answered, "Let's go!"

Vegeta watched with great curiosity. 'What are the fools up to now?' He watched Yamcha motion for Chi Chi, she left Bulma to join him. Tien snuck into the house and killed the lights. If it weren't for his excellent vision, Vegeta wouldn't have seen what was happening next.

"Hey, what's going on here?," asked Bulma.

She was trying to feel her way to the house when she bumped into a stone wall.

"Wait a minute, there's no stone walls here. What the……."

Then she heard music, slowly getting louder and louder until she could make out what the song was.

It's getting hot in herre, so take off all your clothes

I am - getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

Bulma looked around still not able to see anything. But she could feel something or someone near her.

"What the hell is going on here?," she asked once more.

Slowly the lights came up to a soft glow.

Vegeta watched as the events unfolded. Then he saw it, what there sneaking around had been about. There in all his glory was Kakarott stripping in front of Bulma. Vegeta wasn't sure whether to die from laughter or embarrassment to the Saiyan race. In subtle amusement he continued to watch. Perhaps this would work to his advantage, he had yet to start his own mischievous plan into motion.

"Goku! What are you……" Bulma shut up as he put a finger to her mouth as if to tell her to be quiet.

Bulma looked around, "Where is everybody at? And Chi Chi, I can't believe she would allow you to act like this……. Not that I mind."

He had already removed his shirt and now was removing his belt. He danced up to Bulma, never had she seen such a look in his eyes. By now she was speechless, what could she possibly say? He tossed the belt around her neck and pulled her to him, as he swayed back and forth, looking at her with hungry eyes. Goku new that Vegeta was there. He had sensed him before he ever arrived on the island. This whole striptease idea of his, was just to see just how far the man would allow it to go before interceding.

'What the hell,' Bulma thought. 'It's not like we're actually doing it or anything.'

She began to move to the rhythm with him. He had used his belt to pull her up close to him. As they danced their bodies would rub against each other.

'Damn, I forget how well he's built.'

Teasing her, he would put his hand behind her neck and grind against her.

Yes, Vegeta watched on, still not interfering. Now he knew exactly what he would give to his beautiful, exotic woman.

Unsure if the technique would work on Goku, he tried anyway. "Kakarott, can you hear me?"

Goku's eyes looked around sharply, for a minute he thought he could hear Vegeta.

"Look clown, I know you can hear me so listen up. I want you to persuade Bulma to leave with you."

"Vegeta, why do you want me to do that? Hey, aren't you even a little pissed that were having such a good time?"

"Don't argue with me, take her to the clearing just outside of Capsule Corp. You know the one I'm talking about."

"The one where we spar all the time?," asked Goku.

"That's the one."

"One other thing Kakarott, whatever happens tonight, stays between us. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Goku was able to read more of Vegeta's thoughts before he left. He could not believe what the man had planned for his bride-to-be. But, hey, he wasn't going to argue with him.

Putting his attentions back on Bulma, he took his hand from behind her neck and placed it on her waist, forgetting that her tail was contently wrapped there.

She shuddered at the sudden contact with her tail.

"Oh, Kami….This is starting to get out of hand. Goku, we can't do this. Your married and I'm going to be soon."

He placed his lips next to her ear and whispered, "What are we doing? We are only dancing."

His breath on her neck ignited a fire that raged inside of her. Even though she had only been away from Vegeta for a short time, she missed him. She wanted him to be with her, right here, right now. She closed her eyes and imagined it was his breath caressing her neck….

'Damn it, can't fight it. No! Must keep fighting.' Her thoughts warring against each other. Her mind cloudy from all the liquor she had consumed. She tried to justify it, 'One kiss, he is my best friend after all. What harm would there be in one, hot, deep….' And before she knew it he had captured her lips with his. Sliding his tongue in to meet hers, fighting each other for dominance.

She was so knocked off her feet, literally, that he had to wrap his arm around her to keep her from falling. Again he whispered into her ear, "Come with me, I have something I want to give you."

"No, I can't. Everyone would wander where we had gone."

"Look around Bulma. Nobody is even out here to see us. They are all too busy inside the house."

"Goku, what about Chi Chi?"

"Don't worry about her, we made an agreement before coming to this party. Let's just say we're experimenting a little."

Bulma wasn't sure she liked what he was saying. But, he had always been her best friend and she knew he would never do anything to her that she didn't want. Not to mention that Vegeta would kick his ass if he did.

Again he tried, this time using the puppy dog face, "Please, come with me. It's just a gift, I want to give it to you in private."

"OK, I guess it will be all right. But you have to promise me to bring me right back, Okay?"

Bulma watched as again his eyes changed. If she didn't know better, she would have thought she saw lust in them. She was having a real problem with the way he was looking at her. Almost the same way Vegeta did. That look of pure desire, it was causing her heartbeat to escalate again.

He reached out and picked her up, placing one arm around her back and the other in the bend of her knees. He closed his eyes and breathed in the smell of her hair.

Then he took to the air.

Bulma's thoughts ran rampant. How could he invoke this yearning, the same yearning that Vegeta did. Then her naughty little mind had another thought. She found herself fantasizing about both of these men. She ran her tongue across her lips as if in anticipation. Goku caught site of this, and gave his most Vegeta like smirk.

He thought to himself, 'She will be surprised, that's for sure.'

In the distance he saw the clearing. He could sense Vegeta's presence close by. He landed, placing her gently on her feet, bringing her out of her self-satisfying thoughts.

"Where are we?," she asked looking around.

"Not far from home," was all he would answer.

He walked to the edge of the woods and grabbed several pieces of wood. Stacking it together, he shot a ki burst at it, igniting it. Curling his index finger, he motioned for her to join him by the fire.

"So, what is this gift, that you felt you had to drag me all the way out here for?"

He closed the distance between them. His heart raced liked a rabbit that's being chased. He knew the plan, just the thought boiled his Saiyan blood.

She looked at him. Their bodies so close together. The heat from his body, only intensified her own. His eyes had now turned wild, looking at her as if she were some type of prey. Her own newly formed Saiyan blood, called out with desire. It was too late, she was gone. He lowered himself to his knees, placing his hands on her thighs. Slowly he moved his hands up, pushing her dress up as he went. He took his teeth and nipped at the elastic of her underwear, tugging them downward. A small moan, escaped her lips. In one quick movement, he had ripped them off her. She gasped at his boldness. He placed small kisses across her abdomen, going downward, 'till his tongue slid between her folds and caressed her nub. Just then she realized they weren't alone, when, from behind her, an arm wrapped around her waist and hot, wet kisses were ravished along her neck……….

To be continued…..

A/N: Whew! Pant, pant, pant. I know, I know, cliffhanger. So stay tuned to see what happens next. TTFN! (Tah, tah for now)