I'm back. Sorry for the wait I've been monstrously busy with school, work and moving. That's right moving. My roommate and I are downsizing to a small more cost efficient apartment. So please forgive me if my updates slow down for the next few weeks…
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Ch11 Kisses in the dark
No sooner had Bulma turned a flashlight on then Dr. Briefs came wondering into the house from his labs. He was covered in soot from head to toe.
"Sorry about that kids, It appears that I blew out the power station for the next 3 square miles in all directions. I didn't mean to ruin your fun," Dr Briefs apologized, " Bulma, have you seen your mother."
" I haven't dad. But Civvie is…" she started before she was interrupted.
"on the porch. I saw him as I walked in. Apparently he already has a girlfriend. Did you know that?" Dr Briefs asked.
"Kind of," Bulma answered.
"Now then. I won't have you kids trying to find your way out to your cars let alone driving without
lights. We have plenty of room here, so I suggest you call your parents to inform them you'll be staying here tonight," Dr Briefs informed.
"Oooh we get houseguests, I'm so excited," Mrs. Briefs cooed out of nowhere making everyone jump.
"Where the Hell did she come from," Vegeta exclaimed.
"Vegeta! How rude," Bulma yelled and chucked the flashlight at his head plunging the whole room into darkness.
"Bulma dear, was that really necessary?" Dr Briefs asked.
Once everyone was gathered together including Civvie and Kolerabi who had been on the porch, and flash lights where found, including the one Bulma used as a missile, they set out through the house.
"Okay, rather then giving everyone their own room we're taking a faster approach and splitting all you kids into pairs. You two," Dr Briefs grabbed Yamcha and Goku, " can share this room," He then grabbed Vegeta and Krillin, "Can use this room." Dr. Briefs looked at 17, "You can share Civvie's room with him."
Dr. Brief made sure each room had a flash light and then walked down the hall with the girls in tow.
"You two," he motioned to Chichi and 18, " Will have this room and Kolerabi can share Bulma's room."
The teenagers didn't argue because they knew as soon as Dr. Briefs was gone they'd redo the sleeping arrangements.
Vegeta tried to sleep but Krillin and 18 had been fighting over the 'fluffier' pillow for quite sometime now. He was quite disgusted. He mumbled a chain of obscenities under his breath. He wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. He sat up decided the living room couch sounded more comfortable then the bunk bed he was in now. He stole Krillin's flash light, walked out of the room, and headed downstairs.
Bulma couldn't sleep. She was too stressed out about her boy problems. She had decided that a glass of warm milk sounded very relaxing. She was sulking at the table, because the oven had no power to use to warm up the milk, when some one padded down the stairs. She instantly shined her flash light in the intruders face.
"Woman, get that thing out of my face," Vegeta growled.
"Oh, Vegeta. I didn't realize it was you," Bulma apologized.
Vegeta really just wanted some sleep, but he was still curious as to why Bulma had been crying earlier.
"What are you doing up?" Vegeta asked. He took in her state of dress. All she seemed to be wearing was a huge T-shirt that went down to her knees.
"I could ask you the same thing 'Geta boy," Bulma smiled. He was so adorable carrying his pillow and blanket in pajamas that were obviously to big for him, with that tired look on his face.
"My roommates are loud," He answered grumpily even though he wasn't even grumpy anymore.
She was a little disappointed that that was his only reason.
"Why were you crying?" He asked deciding he better change the subject before his hormones got the better of him.
She jumped at the sudden change of subject, "I wasn't crying."
"You were earlier before the power went out," he responded softly and found himself drawn to the movement of her luscious lips.
"Oh, that. It was nothing," She lied.
"Are you sure?" he said as he sauntered over to her still lost in the movements of her mouth.
She wanted to answer but his proximity was making her incapable of speech.
"What was that Bulma?" He said his face mere inches from hers. His breath was incredible sweet.
"I was feeling bad about what I did to you and Yamcha. And was wishing I wasn't in the awkward position I'm now in," She spoke really fast as she saw a look in his eyes that she'd only witnessed during their kisses.
"Oh, I never meant to put you in that position you know," He smirked his nose touching hers.
"Oh?" she asked. Even though what she really wanted were his lips on hers.
"Yeah," he answered as he wrapped his arms around her. Her knees felt week. ::How does he do this to me?:: His lips gently touched hers and ignited a burning passion between the two. He pushed her back towards the couch and growled when he found it was occupied. 17 just snored contently. The burning turned to a simmer.
"This way," Bulma whispered and pulled Vegeta with her. Their lip lock only broke long enough for her to lead him outside to the porch swing.
The porch swing was heavily padded and reinforced. Vegeta sat down comfortably and Bulma sat on him. So many things rushed through his head. His physical body screaming one thing and his mind screaming another.
They searched each others lips and mouths briefly before they separated to breathe. Vegeta laid back and took Bulma with him. He began placing hot kisses down her jaw and neck while letting his hands drift down to her soft behind. She moaned before she pulled away from him. He watched her sit up and pant heavily, " I can't do this Geta." He was actually very glad she had stopped it, because he didn't think he could've. His body was still screaming at him, but it was starting to die down.
"I'm sorry," He whispered not really sure what to say.
Bulma sat on the opposite side of the swing and brushed the hair out of her face.
"It's okay. I've just never felt that way before," She whispered.
"Me either," Vegeta whispered and blushed. Bulma giggled. She could barely see the color on his cheeks with the limited light of the flash light.
"You know, you're really cute when you blush," Bulma whispered.
His blush deepened. Bulma scooted back over to him and pushed him onto his back. She stretched out contentedly on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her and started stroking her hair.
"Four days," Bulma whispered.
"huh?" Vegeta mumbled looking down at her.
"That's how long I've known you," Bulma whispered.
He smirked, " Only four days and we're already sleeping together."
Bulma smacked him softly and laughed, " Go to sleep, Geta."
" Only if you do," He answered.
"Goodnight," she responded and laid her head back down.
"Sleep well Bloomers," He whispered.
"I heard that boy," Bulma whispered. She glad he was back to his sarcastic self. Vegeta smirked and they fell asleep in each others arms.
I know this one is way short. But I'm trying to get something out for all of you and I really didn't want to go into the next morning yet.
::thoughts::
Ch11 Kisses in the dark
No sooner had Bulma turned a flashlight on then Dr. Briefs came wondering into the house from his labs. He was covered in soot from head to toe.
"Sorry about that kids, It appears that I blew out the power station for the next 3 square miles in all directions. I didn't mean to ruin your fun," Dr Briefs apologized, " Bulma, have you seen your mother."
" I haven't dad. But Civvie is…" she started before she was interrupted.
"on the porch. I saw him as I walked in. Apparently he already has a girlfriend. Did you know that?" Dr Briefs asked.
"Kind of," Bulma answered.
"Now then. I won't have you kids trying to find your way out to your cars let alone driving without
lights. We have plenty of room here, so I suggest you call your parents to inform them you'll be staying here tonight," Dr Briefs informed.
"Oooh we get houseguests, I'm so excited," Mrs. Briefs cooed out of nowhere making everyone jump.
"Where the Hell did she come from," Vegeta exclaimed.
"Vegeta! How rude," Bulma yelled and chucked the flashlight at his head plunging the whole room into darkness.
"Bulma dear, was that really necessary?" Dr Briefs asked.
Once everyone was gathered together including Civvie and Kolerabi who had been on the porch, and flash lights where found, including the one Bulma used as a missile, they set out through the house.
"Okay, rather then giving everyone their own room we're taking a faster approach and splitting all you kids into pairs. You two," Dr Briefs grabbed Yamcha and Goku, " can share this room," He then grabbed Vegeta and Krillin, "Can use this room." Dr. Briefs looked at 17, "You can share Civvie's room with him."
Dr. Brief made sure each room had a flash light and then walked down the hall with the girls in tow.
"You two," he motioned to Chichi and 18, " Will have this room and Kolerabi can share Bulma's room."
The teenagers didn't argue because they knew as soon as Dr. Briefs was gone they'd redo the sleeping arrangements.
Vegeta tried to sleep but Krillin and 18 had been fighting over the 'fluffier' pillow for quite sometime now. He was quite disgusted. He mumbled a chain of obscenities under his breath. He wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. He sat up decided the living room couch sounded more comfortable then the bunk bed he was in now. He stole Krillin's flash light, walked out of the room, and headed downstairs.
Bulma couldn't sleep. She was too stressed out about her boy problems. She had decided that a glass of warm milk sounded very relaxing. She was sulking at the table, because the oven had no power to use to warm up the milk, when some one padded down the stairs. She instantly shined her flash light in the intruders face.
"Woman, get that thing out of my face," Vegeta growled.
"Oh, Vegeta. I didn't realize it was you," Bulma apologized.
Vegeta really just wanted some sleep, but he was still curious as to why Bulma had been crying earlier.
"What are you doing up?" Vegeta asked. He took in her state of dress. All she seemed to be wearing was a huge T-shirt that went down to her knees.
"I could ask you the same thing 'Geta boy," Bulma smiled. He was so adorable carrying his pillow and blanket in pajamas that were obviously to big for him, with that tired look on his face.
"My roommates are loud," He answered grumpily even though he wasn't even grumpy anymore.
She was a little disappointed that that was his only reason.
"Why were you crying?" He asked deciding he better change the subject before his hormones got the better of him.
She jumped at the sudden change of subject, "I wasn't crying."
"You were earlier before the power went out," he responded softly and found himself drawn to the movement of her luscious lips.
"Oh, that. It was nothing," She lied.
"Are you sure?" he said as he sauntered over to her still lost in the movements of her mouth.
She wanted to answer but his proximity was making her incapable of speech.
"What was that Bulma?" He said his face mere inches from hers. His breath was incredible sweet.
"I was feeling bad about what I did to you and Yamcha. And was wishing I wasn't in the awkward position I'm now in," She spoke really fast as she saw a look in his eyes that she'd only witnessed during their kisses.
"Oh, I never meant to put you in that position you know," He smirked his nose touching hers.
"Oh?" she asked. Even though what she really wanted were his lips on hers.
"Yeah," he answered as he wrapped his arms around her. Her knees felt week. ::How does he do this to me?:: His lips gently touched hers and ignited a burning passion between the two. He pushed her back towards the couch and growled when he found it was occupied. 17 just snored contently. The burning turned to a simmer.
"This way," Bulma whispered and pulled Vegeta with her. Their lip lock only broke long enough for her to lead him outside to the porch swing.
The porch swing was heavily padded and reinforced. Vegeta sat down comfortably and Bulma sat on him. So many things rushed through his head. His physical body screaming one thing and his mind screaming another.
They searched each others lips and mouths briefly before they separated to breathe. Vegeta laid back and took Bulma with him. He began placing hot kisses down her jaw and neck while letting his hands drift down to her soft behind. She moaned before she pulled away from him. He watched her sit up and pant heavily, " I can't do this Geta." He was actually very glad she had stopped it, because he didn't think he could've. His body was still screaming at him, but it was starting to die down.
"I'm sorry," He whispered not really sure what to say.
Bulma sat on the opposite side of the swing and brushed the hair out of her face.
"It's okay. I've just never felt that way before," She whispered.
"Me either," Vegeta whispered and blushed. Bulma giggled. She could barely see the color on his cheeks with the limited light of the flash light.
"You know, you're really cute when you blush," Bulma whispered.
His blush deepened. Bulma scooted back over to him and pushed him onto his back. She stretched out contentedly on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her and started stroking her hair.
"Four days," Bulma whispered.
"huh?" Vegeta mumbled looking down at her.
"That's how long I've known you," Bulma whispered.
He smirked, " Only four days and we're already sleeping together."
Bulma smacked him softly and laughed, " Go to sleep, Geta."
" Only if you do," He answered.
"Goodnight," she responded and laid her head back down.
"Sleep well Bloomers," He whispered.
"I heard that boy," Bulma whispered. She glad he was back to his sarcastic self. Vegeta smirked and they fell asleep in each others arms.
I know this one is way short. But I'm trying to get something out for all of you and I really didn't want to go into the next morning yet.
