A/n & Disclaimer- I don't own it! Wah! I don't even care if I'm a whiner
right now, so no complaining, and I no yelling! Okay, I'm in a mood of
false happiness, were I'm so bored I'm HYPER! So, enjoy this, some of u
have been asking for it. literally! Lol! Okay, so, here is the chap I've
been working on! Enjoy it!!!
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Bulma watched the others dance with a hint of sorrowful jealousy. Sure, she had boyfriend, but she felt as if he never really paid attention to what he had. He was always too busy watching some other girl's ass to see her right beside him. She didn't have that same swooning emotion that she knew so long ago. She couldn't let go of Yamcha though. He was all she had, and he told her time and time again about how lucky she was to have him, that no one else could ever love her for anything. He told her so much, that even she now believed it.
So here she was, just leaning up against the cold wall in the shadows, lost in her thoughts. Then she saw Vegeta. A small blush crept onto her cheeks as she felt them become hot. He was making his way towards her with a mischievous smirk on his face, and she knew he was up to something. She could see that little slut stalking a few yards behind him. She truly looked like a slut too! She was wearing the shortest black, leather skirt imaginable, along with a forest-green halter-top that had no secrets if you're not too dense to realize what I mean. (Stupid people always asking obvious questions.) Hair was almost down to her waist and black with subtle, dark green streaks through it, matching her green eyes. She also had a few inches added to her height courtesy of the knee-high, black platform boots she was wearing. One of Bulma's favorite songs suddenly came on. It was by Mark Wills called, 'I Do Cherish You.' (It's such a lovely song! Very romantic and all that fluffy crap. IDEA! Maybe I'll put it in! Yes, I just though of that I swear! Here goes.)
~*~All I am, all I'll be. Everything in this world, all that I'll ever be... Is in your eyes, shining at me. When you smile I can feel, all my passion unfolding. ~*~
The club lights dimmed, and mist machines were also turned on. The dance floor was given a heavenly touch as lights streaked through the mist making the very air shimmer beautifully. She then saw Vegeta walking towards her once more and was brought back to reality much to her dismay. "Dance with me woman," he demanded instantly.
~*~Your hand brushes mine. And a thousand sensations, seduce me cause I: I do, cherish you. For the rest of my life, you don't have to think twice. I will, love you still. From the depths of my soul, it's beyond my control I've waited so long, to say this to you. If you're asking do I love you this much, I do. ~*~
"What?" she asked, dazed by the atmosphere.
"That bitch won't leave me alone. Dance with me; it will get her off my back," he told her, even though this time it almost sounded like an actual request. Bulma stared blankly at him a few moments before he got nervous and asked, "Will you?"
Bulma had a sullen smile as she replied, "All right, Vegeta." He took her hand and pushed through the other people to an even dimmer lit corner; it was quieter and they could actually hear the music. "Vegeta, do you even know how to dance?" Bulma questioned.
"I have never, 'danced,' but from what I can see it seems rather simple, I do this," he stated, putting his hands on her hips.
She smiled subtly and said, "Right, and I do this." Then she put her arms around his neck, and rested her head on his shoulder. She listened closer to the song while swaying back and forth to the rhythm of the music, living in a peaceful moment to relax.
~*~In my world, before you, I lived outside my emotions, didn't know where I was going. Till that day, I found you. How you opened my life, to a new paradise. In a world torn by change, still with all my heart, till my dying day.~*~
Bulma thought about how secure she thought right then, but was brought off her train of thoughts when she heard, "Then I do-this." He removed a hand from her waist and used it to tilt her chin towards him so their eyes met.
"Right," she whispered. The most stupid thing he could have done at that moment would have been to kiss her. To pull her into a long kiss in that corner of the dance floor, and he did.
~*~I do, cherish you. For the rest of my life, you don't have to think twice. I will, love you still. From the depth of my soul, it's beyond my control. I've waited so long to say this to you... If you're asking do I love you this much... I do. Oh, I do. ~*~
He knew they were being watched, if the onna did, well, that was another question. One to which he had no answer. He felt her hand on his chest gently pushing him away. "I think it's time to leave Vegeta," he heard her say softly. He looked at her curiously as she seemed to take an interest in the floor so suddenly. He looked around quickly for a path in which to escape and started walking in one direction. The woman wasn't following him though, as he soon noticed. He turned around, seeing her still fascinated with the floor; even there he could see her blushing slightly. A thought crossed his mind, did that connection of lips mean something to her? He quickly dismissed it though, as nothing, he didn't think it possible. He reached out to grab her arm, and she suddenly looked up at him when she felt her arm touched. She quickly looked around, snapping back in to reality, then walked past him to the nearest exit. He watched her walk away for a moment, before swiftly leaving himself, following her out.
Someone in the shadows watched the whole thing. "So maybe there will a little bump on my way to getting him," Lehela thought bitterly, "I'll just have to clear my path." With that thought, she disappeared into the shadows, and off to wherever it was she went at night.
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A/N- Soooooooo? I'm still very sorry for this extremely late update, but I'm a' working on typing the 3rd chapter right now, I swear! Tell me what you thing, r/r! Please!? Okay, I g2g type that chapter, k? Later!
D-wisha*
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Bulma watched the others dance with a hint of sorrowful jealousy. Sure, she had boyfriend, but she felt as if he never really paid attention to what he had. He was always too busy watching some other girl's ass to see her right beside him. She didn't have that same swooning emotion that she knew so long ago. She couldn't let go of Yamcha though. He was all she had, and he told her time and time again about how lucky she was to have him, that no one else could ever love her for anything. He told her so much, that even she now believed it.
So here she was, just leaning up against the cold wall in the shadows, lost in her thoughts. Then she saw Vegeta. A small blush crept onto her cheeks as she felt them become hot. He was making his way towards her with a mischievous smirk on his face, and she knew he was up to something. She could see that little slut stalking a few yards behind him. She truly looked like a slut too! She was wearing the shortest black, leather skirt imaginable, along with a forest-green halter-top that had no secrets if you're not too dense to realize what I mean. (Stupid people always asking obvious questions.) Hair was almost down to her waist and black with subtle, dark green streaks through it, matching her green eyes. She also had a few inches added to her height courtesy of the knee-high, black platform boots she was wearing. One of Bulma's favorite songs suddenly came on. It was by Mark Wills called, 'I Do Cherish You.' (It's such a lovely song! Very romantic and all that fluffy crap. IDEA! Maybe I'll put it in! Yes, I just though of that I swear! Here goes.)
~*~All I am, all I'll be. Everything in this world, all that I'll ever be... Is in your eyes, shining at me. When you smile I can feel, all my passion unfolding. ~*~
The club lights dimmed, and mist machines were also turned on. The dance floor was given a heavenly touch as lights streaked through the mist making the very air shimmer beautifully. She then saw Vegeta walking towards her once more and was brought back to reality much to her dismay. "Dance with me woman," he demanded instantly.
~*~Your hand brushes mine. And a thousand sensations, seduce me cause I: I do, cherish you. For the rest of my life, you don't have to think twice. I will, love you still. From the depths of my soul, it's beyond my control I've waited so long, to say this to you. If you're asking do I love you this much, I do. ~*~
"What?" she asked, dazed by the atmosphere.
"That bitch won't leave me alone. Dance with me; it will get her off my back," he told her, even though this time it almost sounded like an actual request. Bulma stared blankly at him a few moments before he got nervous and asked, "Will you?"
Bulma had a sullen smile as she replied, "All right, Vegeta." He took her hand and pushed through the other people to an even dimmer lit corner; it was quieter and they could actually hear the music. "Vegeta, do you even know how to dance?" Bulma questioned.
"I have never, 'danced,' but from what I can see it seems rather simple, I do this," he stated, putting his hands on her hips.
She smiled subtly and said, "Right, and I do this." Then she put her arms around his neck, and rested her head on his shoulder. She listened closer to the song while swaying back and forth to the rhythm of the music, living in a peaceful moment to relax.
~*~In my world, before you, I lived outside my emotions, didn't know where I was going. Till that day, I found you. How you opened my life, to a new paradise. In a world torn by change, still with all my heart, till my dying day.~*~
Bulma thought about how secure she thought right then, but was brought off her train of thoughts when she heard, "Then I do-this." He removed a hand from her waist and used it to tilt her chin towards him so their eyes met.
"Right," she whispered. The most stupid thing he could have done at that moment would have been to kiss her. To pull her into a long kiss in that corner of the dance floor, and he did.
~*~I do, cherish you. For the rest of my life, you don't have to think twice. I will, love you still. From the depth of my soul, it's beyond my control. I've waited so long to say this to you... If you're asking do I love you this much... I do. Oh, I do. ~*~
He knew they were being watched, if the onna did, well, that was another question. One to which he had no answer. He felt her hand on his chest gently pushing him away. "I think it's time to leave Vegeta," he heard her say softly. He looked at her curiously as she seemed to take an interest in the floor so suddenly. He looked around quickly for a path in which to escape and started walking in one direction. The woman wasn't following him though, as he soon noticed. He turned around, seeing her still fascinated with the floor; even there he could see her blushing slightly. A thought crossed his mind, did that connection of lips mean something to her? He quickly dismissed it though, as nothing, he didn't think it possible. He reached out to grab her arm, and she suddenly looked up at him when she felt her arm touched. She quickly looked around, snapping back in to reality, then walked past him to the nearest exit. He watched her walk away for a moment, before swiftly leaving himself, following her out.
Someone in the shadows watched the whole thing. "So maybe there will a little bump on my way to getting him," Lehela thought bitterly, "I'll just have to clear my path." With that thought, she disappeared into the shadows, and off to wherever it was she went at night.
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A/N- Soooooooo? I'm still very sorry for this extremely late update, but I'm a' working on typing the 3rd chapter right now, I swear! Tell me what you thing, r/r! Please!? Okay, I g2g type that chapter, k? Later!
D-wisha*
