Chapter 13.
Authors Note:
I'm surprised that people are still liking this story, I personally thing this is going nowhere,
But then again, every time I think that something pops up into my head.
So never mind me kay?!
Bulma started at his eyes blankly, she could fell butterfly's raising in her stomach and fluttering around.
Vegeta was strangely afraid.
He couldn't get it out of his mind, out of his body or feelings.
Just the simplest thing like looking at her eyes as she as looking into his was making him afraid, but it wasn't really being afraid, it was something else that seemed so close and this something he liked a lot.
Bulma felt Vegeta's hands start to get to the back of her neck, really slow, while his palms cupped her face.
Vegeta hadn't moved his head, he was not moving his head, but his muscles were telling him to move foreword.
Vegeta started to sit higher up, his face coming just a little closer to Bulma's.
Then, Apiphanie barged through the doors,
"Vegeta we have a slight problem . . ."
she froze when she saw the position Bulma and Vegeta were in. A blush crawled over her face and she nervously looked around the room,
"Well, I can tell you later Vegeta . . ."
Vegeta sighed he was happy that he could have anon pride ruining excuse to back away.
Bulma looked up at Vegeta with a blush when he backed up and stood tall.
"What is the problem?"
Apiphanie looked up at Vegeta,
"Well, it seems we're gonna have a visitor that we don't exactly want in a few days."
Vegeta nodded,
"In a few days all will be ready for the ambassador. Are there any regeneration tanks available?"
Apiphanie nodded,
"Yah, why?"
Vegeta glanced at Bulma,
"For her."
Apiphanie set here eyes on Bulma.
Bulma felt as though she was being degraded and teased.
Then Apiphanie looked away.
Then she looked at Vegeta,
"She's human, "
Vegeta shook his head,
"Both her parents are Saiyan's that were sent to earth long before I was born. They were weak, but because they were not sent with a note, or identification, they were made into humans, but they still have their Saiyan DNA, it just needs to be triggered."
Bulma looked up at Vegeta with disbelief, as did Apiphanie,
"Say what!?"
Bulma screeched.
Vegeta looked at her,
"Didn't you know?"
Bulma shook her head,
"No, and how could my mom be a Saiyan, she's, she's . . ."
"Dumb?"
Vegeta stated.
Bulma glared half heartedly at him,
"You don't have to be that mean."
Vegeta shrugged,
"She is though."
Apiphanie glanced back and forth between Bulma and Vegeta.
Idea's, many, many idea's were forming in her head.
Vegeta turned back to Apiphanie who was smirking evilly.
"What are you smirking like that for?"
he growled.
In an instant Apiphanie looked back to normal.
"Nothing, now I'll go get the tank ready."
She said turning.
Vegeta raised a brow, then shrugged it off,
"No, she's gonna rest tonight, then she'll go to the tank tomorrow morning after breakfast."
Apiphanie bit her lip but didn't turn to Vegeta.
"Oh, and Vegeta, bring Bulma to me before you take her to bed, I want to show her around, you have to go talk to Saiyan's and get informed about stuff."
Vegeta raised his brow again,
"Sure."
He mumbled before turning back to Bulma.
Bulma looked to the door as Apiphanie closed the door.
* * *
Apiphanie shut the door then burst off to the decorators' room,
"Okay Saiyan's!"
she yelled to them.
Everyone turned to her.
"Now listen up here, you have to . . ."
* * *
Vegeta came back to Bulma and pulled her away from the wall of the tub,
"I need to do your back."
He mumbled, trying to forget just a minute earlier.
Bulma turned her back to him and sorely lowered herself into the water,
"So am I sleeping anywhere near you?"
Vegeta nodded,
"Yah, I made sure to get your room right beside mine so that you can have easy access to mine."
Bulma frowned,
"I'm not a baby."
Vegeta sighed,
"But until we trigger your Saiyan DNA, and became strong enough, you are defenseless."
Bulma sighed,
"When did you figure out I was Saiyan?"
Vegeta remembered, he knew quite well.
FLASHBACK
Bulma and Yamcha were swimming in the pool, and Bulma pulled herself up over the edge.
Her Bikini left nothing to the imagination.
But as he was walking away from the pool, he noticed something on her back.
There was a scar on the small of her back, right at her tail bone.
He walked to the lab, making sure nobody saw him, and had a little chat with Dr. Briefs.
END FLASHBACK
But Vegeta wasn't about to tell Bulma this seeing as how he was supposed to be training but instead he was watching her.
"Your father spilled it to me."
He growled.
Bulma sighed,
"Well, how do you know it will trigger properly?"
Vegeta sighed,
"When have I ever been wrong when it comes to talking about Saiyan's?"
Bulma shrugged,
"It's not like anyone could say you were wrong."
Vegeta ran his hands down to where the scar still was,
"Well, I do know I am right so don't go against I."
Bulma looked up when Vegeta stood up and flared his ki to dry himself.
Vegeta got out of the tub and reached in and took Bulma's waist, then brought her out and carried her to the counter.
Bulma sighed outwardly when Vegeta's warm ki flared around her drying and warming her.
Vegeta handed her the Spandex suit she had chosen, and helped her put it on, then he clipped the armor on.
Bulma managed to stand long enough for Vegeta to strap the cape in.
Vegeta stood behind her as she looked in the full length mirror,
"How do I look?"
she asked curiously.
Vegeta looked her over in the mirror,
"Like royalty."
Authors note:
Not much of a cliffy, unless you remember Apiphanie's little thing*snicker* and you'll just have to wait to get to it!
Authors Note:
I'm surprised that people are still liking this story, I personally thing this is going nowhere,
But then again, every time I think that something pops up into my head.
So never mind me kay?!
Bulma started at his eyes blankly, she could fell butterfly's raising in her stomach and fluttering around.
Vegeta was strangely afraid.
He couldn't get it out of his mind, out of his body or feelings.
Just the simplest thing like looking at her eyes as she as looking into his was making him afraid, but it wasn't really being afraid, it was something else that seemed so close and this something he liked a lot.
Bulma felt Vegeta's hands start to get to the back of her neck, really slow, while his palms cupped her face.
Vegeta hadn't moved his head, he was not moving his head, but his muscles were telling him to move foreword.
Vegeta started to sit higher up, his face coming just a little closer to Bulma's.
Then, Apiphanie barged through the doors,
"Vegeta we have a slight problem . . ."
she froze when she saw the position Bulma and Vegeta were in. A blush crawled over her face and she nervously looked around the room,
"Well, I can tell you later Vegeta . . ."
Vegeta sighed he was happy that he could have anon pride ruining excuse to back away.
Bulma looked up at Vegeta with a blush when he backed up and stood tall.
"What is the problem?"
Apiphanie looked up at Vegeta,
"Well, it seems we're gonna have a visitor that we don't exactly want in a few days."
Vegeta nodded,
"In a few days all will be ready for the ambassador. Are there any regeneration tanks available?"
Apiphanie nodded,
"Yah, why?"
Vegeta glanced at Bulma,
"For her."
Apiphanie set here eyes on Bulma.
Bulma felt as though she was being degraded and teased.
Then Apiphanie looked away.
Then she looked at Vegeta,
"She's human, "
Vegeta shook his head,
"Both her parents are Saiyan's that were sent to earth long before I was born. They were weak, but because they were not sent with a note, or identification, they were made into humans, but they still have their Saiyan DNA, it just needs to be triggered."
Bulma looked up at Vegeta with disbelief, as did Apiphanie,
"Say what!?"
Bulma screeched.
Vegeta looked at her,
"Didn't you know?"
Bulma shook her head,
"No, and how could my mom be a Saiyan, she's, she's . . ."
"Dumb?"
Vegeta stated.
Bulma glared half heartedly at him,
"You don't have to be that mean."
Vegeta shrugged,
"She is though."
Apiphanie glanced back and forth between Bulma and Vegeta.
Idea's, many, many idea's were forming in her head.
Vegeta turned back to Apiphanie who was smirking evilly.
"What are you smirking like that for?"
he growled.
In an instant Apiphanie looked back to normal.
"Nothing, now I'll go get the tank ready."
She said turning.
Vegeta raised a brow, then shrugged it off,
"No, she's gonna rest tonight, then she'll go to the tank tomorrow morning after breakfast."
Apiphanie bit her lip but didn't turn to Vegeta.
"Oh, and Vegeta, bring Bulma to me before you take her to bed, I want to show her around, you have to go talk to Saiyan's and get informed about stuff."
Vegeta raised his brow again,
"Sure."
He mumbled before turning back to Bulma.
Bulma looked to the door as Apiphanie closed the door.
* * *
Apiphanie shut the door then burst off to the decorators' room,
"Okay Saiyan's!"
she yelled to them.
Everyone turned to her.
"Now listen up here, you have to . . ."
* * *
Vegeta came back to Bulma and pulled her away from the wall of the tub,
"I need to do your back."
He mumbled, trying to forget just a minute earlier.
Bulma turned her back to him and sorely lowered herself into the water,
"So am I sleeping anywhere near you?"
Vegeta nodded,
"Yah, I made sure to get your room right beside mine so that you can have easy access to mine."
Bulma frowned,
"I'm not a baby."
Vegeta sighed,
"But until we trigger your Saiyan DNA, and became strong enough, you are defenseless."
Bulma sighed,
"When did you figure out I was Saiyan?"
Vegeta remembered, he knew quite well.
FLASHBACK
Bulma and Yamcha were swimming in the pool, and Bulma pulled herself up over the edge.
Her Bikini left nothing to the imagination.
But as he was walking away from the pool, he noticed something on her back.
There was a scar on the small of her back, right at her tail bone.
He walked to the lab, making sure nobody saw him, and had a little chat with Dr. Briefs.
END FLASHBACK
But Vegeta wasn't about to tell Bulma this seeing as how he was supposed to be training but instead he was watching her.
"Your father spilled it to me."
He growled.
Bulma sighed,
"Well, how do you know it will trigger properly?"
Vegeta sighed,
"When have I ever been wrong when it comes to talking about Saiyan's?"
Bulma shrugged,
"It's not like anyone could say you were wrong."
Vegeta ran his hands down to where the scar still was,
"Well, I do know I am right so don't go against I."
Bulma looked up when Vegeta stood up and flared his ki to dry himself.
Vegeta got out of the tub and reached in and took Bulma's waist, then brought her out and carried her to the counter.
Bulma sighed outwardly when Vegeta's warm ki flared around her drying and warming her.
Vegeta handed her the Spandex suit she had chosen, and helped her put it on, then he clipped the armor on.
Bulma managed to stand long enough for Vegeta to strap the cape in.
Vegeta stood behind her as she looked in the full length mirror,
"How do I look?"
she asked curiously.
Vegeta looked her over in the mirror,
"Like royalty."
Authors note:
Not much of a cliffy, unless you remember Apiphanie's little thing*snicker* and you'll just have to wait to get to it!