Chapter 12.
Authors Note:
I'm so mean to Cyanryou.
Sorry.
But here's the chapter.
Cyanryou watched as Bulma sighed and loosened up a bit,
'I guess I should have known, she was so into him . . .oh well, she was older than me anyway.'
Vegeta pulled the edge down further and rubbed the jell in.
Bulma looked at his face,
'why is he doing this to me, doesn't he know that I'm aroused, or is he just ignoring me, like he did on earth?'
Vegeta took her arm and started to apply the jell,
'she would never have cared about me in any way n the first place. She feels pity on me and that is all, nothing else.'
He thought madly.
Cyanryou cleared his throat,
"Sir I have the armor and suit you asked for. There is an old model and new, plus all the different lengths for cloth." Vegeta jerked slightly from the shock,
"Bring them over here."
He growled.
Cyanryou brought them over to him.
Vegeta rubbed the jell onto a towel and held up two suits.
One had long legs and arms, the other was a t-shirt and short thing.
Bulma chose the suit that looked more like Vegeta's navy blue one.
Vegeta put down Bulma's navy blue suit and held up two pieces of armor,
"The one on your left is the old version, more traditional. The one on your right is the newer model."
Bulma looked back and forth between them.
The old one was beautiful and seemed to have an extra soothing about it.
But the new one was more modern and stylish.
Both had two jewels on either side holding a long red ape.
Bulma frowned,
'Vegeta's wearing the newer one,'
that helped her make up her mind.
"The new one looks good."
She mumbled.
Vegeta sighed,
"Took you long enough. Now you have a long soak in the tub. And if you need anything, tell Cyanryou, he'll be outside the door."
Vegeta started to walk off.
Bulma tried to stand but gasped in pain.
Vegeta stopped and rushed over to her just before she started to collapse.
Bulma looked up at Vegeta,
"Could I please have your help?"
she asked quietly.
Vegeta debated this for a second,
'she likes him, but she's dependant on me, why is this?'
he asked himself.
Bulma looked up at him with beady eyes.
Vegeta sighed and looked at Cyanryou,
"I want you to stay outside the door for now, keep guard."
Cyanryou nodded and walked out, closing the door behind himself,
'he really wished her to be his mate, why doesn't he just admit it?'
he asked himself.
* * *
Vegeta leaned down and curled his arm under Bulma's knee's then carried her to the tub.
Bulma was lowered in gently, the water was just perfect.
Vegeta stayed out of the tub and started to take his armor off.
"What are you doing?"
Bulma asked a little nervous.
Vegeta set the armor down and started to take off his spandex shirt,
"I do not wish to be completely soaking wet Woman."
Bulma nodded in agreement and looked to the center of the tub.
Vegeta came into her sight he was wearing a pair of boxers, the boxers she had made for him the first year he stayed on earth.
She might not have been a good cook, but she was a great sewer.
Vegeta noticed her looking 'below the belt' and fought back a blush,
"It's rude to stare woman."
He growled.
Bulma darted her eyes up to his face,
"I never thought you would where those."
Vegeta looked down, then remembered that Bulma had been the one to make them, he had always known, juts never taken much thought to it.
"They are comfortable."
He told her as he reached to her leg and extended it towards him.
Bulma watched as Vegeta started to rub the jell off of her by cupping water in his hands, then running it over her skin.
"I really want to thank you Vegeta."
Vegeta glanced up,
"Don't mention it."
He mumbled.
Bulma sighed,
"When I told Cyanryou about you, he seemed to look sad, and alter I found out that 'Vegeta' was dead . . . I gave up all hope."
Vegeta nodded,
"Not many know I'm here."
Bulma raised some water to her arms and started to rub off the jell lightly.
"I was heartbroken, I didn't know what to do . . . I don't know anybody here, and so when they said you were dead, I thought I might as well be."
Vegeta looked at her eyes sternly,
"Kakarott and the others will be coming an about a month, you would have found them."
Bulma chuckled lightly,
"Not if I had to live with that family. Cyanryou was the only one that was nice, he had to hurt me a few times, but I can understand why."
Vegeta shot a look up at her,
"He hurt you!?"
he growled.
Bulma could hear the venom dripping in his voice,
"Well, yes, but it was cause I was suppose to he his, 'whore', Cyanryou felt his father coming to his room where we were, so we got into bed and he punched me in the side to make me cry out in pain, that was his father would think everything was going normal."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed.
Bulma bit her lip,
"But he 'was' the one who called the doctor for me when his brother kicked the shit outta me! And he was really nice to me I swear Vegeta, don't hurt him."
Vegeta listened to Bulma's begging and growled,
"If he touches you like that in any way while I'm around there'll be one less bodyguard for you, got it?"
he growled.
Bulma nodded,
"He hurt me to protect me Vegeta, give him a break."
Vegeta continued to rub the jell off of her.
Bulma's hand was swatted away from her arm when Vegeta swung beside her and started rubbing it,
"I'm the one helping, let me do it."
Bulma didn't feel like protesting, so she left Vegeta alone.
In a few minutes, Vegeta went back to her legs, he ran his hands over them tenderly, and didn't even realize that he was rubbing in a very seductive way and it was a getting an arousal from Bulma.
Bulma was fighting to keep herself calm,
'this is Vegeta, I can't get aroused by him.'
She told herself.
Vegeta's hands went between her thighs, not in a bedroom fun way, but in a good manor.
Bulma sighed,
His hands were so close to her, she could hardly keep from losing herself.
Vegeta moved his hands to her hips,
You have a room made up fro you."
Bulma forced herself to collect before nodded,
"thank you."
She mumbled.
Vegeta looked at the cut beneath the edge of her panties,
"I designed it."
He mumbled.
Bulma starred at his face,
"You did?"
Vegeta nodded,
"The one they were going to give you wasn't very nice, very plain, and I didn't think you would like it."
Bulma was a little shocked.
Vegeta reached up to her face with a handful of water.
He ran the water over her face and lightly started to brush her cheeks.
Bulma felt his hands cup her face, his thumb started to trace over her cheeks, eyebrows and lightly over her forehead.
Vegeta reached his hand down to the water again and lifted his hand to her face.
Bulma's legs were spread apart when Vegeta pushed his hips into her knee's so that he could get to her face better.
Bulma blushed lightly.
Vegeta let his lips part slightly and traced his thumb over Bulma's lips as he stared into her eyes.
Authors Note:
Bwhhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah . . .
*sing song voice*I left a little cliffy!
Haha
But lately I've been really into this story so the next chapter should come out soon!!!!
Authors Note:
I'm so mean to Cyanryou.
Sorry.
But here's the chapter.
Cyanryou watched as Bulma sighed and loosened up a bit,
'I guess I should have known, she was so into him . . .oh well, she was older than me anyway.'
Vegeta pulled the edge down further and rubbed the jell in.
Bulma looked at his face,
'why is he doing this to me, doesn't he know that I'm aroused, or is he just ignoring me, like he did on earth?'
Vegeta took her arm and started to apply the jell,
'she would never have cared about me in any way n the first place. She feels pity on me and that is all, nothing else.'
He thought madly.
Cyanryou cleared his throat,
"Sir I have the armor and suit you asked for. There is an old model and new, plus all the different lengths for cloth." Vegeta jerked slightly from the shock,
"Bring them over here."
He growled.
Cyanryou brought them over to him.
Vegeta rubbed the jell onto a towel and held up two suits.
One had long legs and arms, the other was a t-shirt and short thing.
Bulma chose the suit that looked more like Vegeta's navy blue one.
Vegeta put down Bulma's navy blue suit and held up two pieces of armor,
"The one on your left is the old version, more traditional. The one on your right is the newer model."
Bulma looked back and forth between them.
The old one was beautiful and seemed to have an extra soothing about it.
But the new one was more modern and stylish.
Both had two jewels on either side holding a long red ape.
Bulma frowned,
'Vegeta's wearing the newer one,'
that helped her make up her mind.
"The new one looks good."
She mumbled.
Vegeta sighed,
"Took you long enough. Now you have a long soak in the tub. And if you need anything, tell Cyanryou, he'll be outside the door."
Vegeta started to walk off.
Bulma tried to stand but gasped in pain.
Vegeta stopped and rushed over to her just before she started to collapse.
Bulma looked up at Vegeta,
"Could I please have your help?"
she asked quietly.
Vegeta debated this for a second,
'she likes him, but she's dependant on me, why is this?'
he asked himself.
Bulma looked up at him with beady eyes.
Vegeta sighed and looked at Cyanryou,
"I want you to stay outside the door for now, keep guard."
Cyanryou nodded and walked out, closing the door behind himself,
'he really wished her to be his mate, why doesn't he just admit it?'
he asked himself.
* * *
Vegeta leaned down and curled his arm under Bulma's knee's then carried her to the tub.
Bulma was lowered in gently, the water was just perfect.
Vegeta stayed out of the tub and started to take his armor off.
"What are you doing?"
Bulma asked a little nervous.
Vegeta set the armor down and started to take off his spandex shirt,
"I do not wish to be completely soaking wet Woman."
Bulma nodded in agreement and looked to the center of the tub.
Vegeta came into her sight he was wearing a pair of boxers, the boxers she had made for him the first year he stayed on earth.
She might not have been a good cook, but she was a great sewer.
Vegeta noticed her looking 'below the belt' and fought back a blush,
"It's rude to stare woman."
He growled.
Bulma darted her eyes up to his face,
"I never thought you would where those."
Vegeta looked down, then remembered that Bulma had been the one to make them, he had always known, juts never taken much thought to it.
"They are comfortable."
He told her as he reached to her leg and extended it towards him.
Bulma watched as Vegeta started to rub the jell off of her by cupping water in his hands, then running it over her skin.
"I really want to thank you Vegeta."
Vegeta glanced up,
"Don't mention it."
He mumbled.
Bulma sighed,
"When I told Cyanryou about you, he seemed to look sad, and alter I found out that 'Vegeta' was dead . . . I gave up all hope."
Vegeta nodded,
"Not many know I'm here."
Bulma raised some water to her arms and started to rub off the jell lightly.
"I was heartbroken, I didn't know what to do . . . I don't know anybody here, and so when they said you were dead, I thought I might as well be."
Vegeta looked at her eyes sternly,
"Kakarott and the others will be coming an about a month, you would have found them."
Bulma chuckled lightly,
"Not if I had to live with that family. Cyanryou was the only one that was nice, he had to hurt me a few times, but I can understand why."
Vegeta shot a look up at her,
"He hurt you!?"
he growled.
Bulma could hear the venom dripping in his voice,
"Well, yes, but it was cause I was suppose to he his, 'whore', Cyanryou felt his father coming to his room where we were, so we got into bed and he punched me in the side to make me cry out in pain, that was his father would think everything was going normal."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed.
Bulma bit her lip,
"But he 'was' the one who called the doctor for me when his brother kicked the shit outta me! And he was really nice to me I swear Vegeta, don't hurt him."
Vegeta listened to Bulma's begging and growled,
"If he touches you like that in any way while I'm around there'll be one less bodyguard for you, got it?"
he growled.
Bulma nodded,
"He hurt me to protect me Vegeta, give him a break."
Vegeta continued to rub the jell off of her.
Bulma's hand was swatted away from her arm when Vegeta swung beside her and started rubbing it,
"I'm the one helping, let me do it."
Bulma didn't feel like protesting, so she left Vegeta alone.
In a few minutes, Vegeta went back to her legs, he ran his hands over them tenderly, and didn't even realize that he was rubbing in a very seductive way and it was a getting an arousal from Bulma.
Bulma was fighting to keep herself calm,
'this is Vegeta, I can't get aroused by him.'
She told herself.
Vegeta's hands went between her thighs, not in a bedroom fun way, but in a good manor.
Bulma sighed,
His hands were so close to her, she could hardly keep from losing herself.
Vegeta moved his hands to her hips,
You have a room made up fro you."
Bulma forced herself to collect before nodded,
"thank you."
She mumbled.
Vegeta looked at the cut beneath the edge of her panties,
"I designed it."
He mumbled.
Bulma starred at his face,
"You did?"
Vegeta nodded,
"The one they were going to give you wasn't very nice, very plain, and I didn't think you would like it."
Bulma was a little shocked.
Vegeta reached up to her face with a handful of water.
He ran the water over her face and lightly started to brush her cheeks.
Bulma felt his hands cup her face, his thumb started to trace over her cheeks, eyebrows and lightly over her forehead.
Vegeta reached his hand down to the water again and lifted his hand to her face.
Bulma's legs were spread apart when Vegeta pushed his hips into her knee's so that he could get to her face better.
Bulma blushed lightly.
Vegeta let his lips part slightly and traced his thumb over Bulma's lips as he stared into her eyes.
Authors Note:
Bwhhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah . . .
*sing song voice*I left a little cliffy!
Haha
But lately I've been really into this story so the next chapter should come out soon!!!!