Disclaimer: see chapter one.
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Amour Foncé
A dark romance by ShaggyDiz
Encounter Three: Kiss
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A week had gone by since the date between Bulma and Gohan, and in that time, both of them had kept silent about the relationship to the workers at Capsule Corp. Although, in one week, they hadn't progressed further than simple hugging. To everyone in the company, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Good afternoon Gohan, Bulma said, welcoming him into the house.
It was Bulma's idea to take it slow. She had to learn what made the boy what he was, and pushing him into unwanted situations would make for something the both of them didn't need. She didn't bother with telling him about it though, since she was still trying to figure out what she wanted from this.
Hey Bulma, Gohan said, briefly giving her a hug.
It didn't help much that Gohan was still rather naïve in this situation. She had hoped to somehow change him for the better, so that whenever he did decide to move on, and her comfort satisfied, he would be better equipped to tackle women his own age.
Ready for work? she ask him. He nodded, and she led the way – as normal for them – to the computer lab, where another problem or project needed attention. She let him get to work, as she went to grab some coffee for the both of them before she set upon her own work.
Bulma came back seeing him slightly perplexed. she asked.
Just tense. Goten put me through the ringer today. I never expected that much out of him from one spar. He stretched his arms out, trying to get a knot or two out of them.
Want me to help? He turned around, seeing her crack her knuckles.
I need it. Gohan moved forward in his seat, letting Bulma get to work on his back.
Where at? she asked, slowly rubbing his shoulders. He sighed in content, liking the work in progress.
Right there is good. He stopped working completely, too much into Bulma's smooth working hands.
the distant cry of Trunks called out. Bulma looked over her shoulder, hearing a pattering of footsteps from some hallway upstairs. She was just about ready to go when a hand grabbed on to hers.
Gohan said, looking up over his shoulder. Let him come here. I'm really liking this, you know.
Bulma blushed. Another call. I'm in the computer lab Trunks!
I wonder what he wants, Gohan pondered out loud.
Beats me. You know how he gets excited whenever something silly happens.
yes, we can't forget that about him, or Goten for that matter.
She cracked a smile. So very true. A few moments later, Trunks came stumbling in.
Hey Mom! Can Goten come over for a swim? he asked her, hopping up and down in the doorway.
She put one of her hands to her chin, keeping the other on Gohan's shoulder. I don't see the problem. Just make sure Chichi looks over the two of you, okay? Gohan and I got some serious business to tackle today.
Okay Mom! Thanks! he shouted, running away, presumably back to the phone upstairs. Bulma resumed her work on Gohan's shoulders, trying hard to loosen them.
See? A six-year-old wouldn't know the difference if they saw one person rubbing another person's shoulders. He turned to look at Bulma, giving her a funny little smirk. She playfully slapped him, mumbling something along the lines of don't do that.
She eventually got to work after another ten minutes of her taking care of his back. The only sound coming from the room for the next thirty minutes was the tapping of the keys, the printers going off a few times and the occasional curse or two, courtesy of Bulma. She stopped after thirty minutes, looking at her cup and seeing that she had long finished her coffee.
Bulma stood up, walking over to Gohan's workstation, taking his empty coffee cup with hers. You want anything else besides coffee? she asked.
No thanks. I should be fine, he said, turning his head to look at her.
Okay. I'll be right back, she said, bending done quickly and lightly kissing him on his cheek. She went into the kitchen, filling up both cups with more coffee, and also deciding to grab some snacks for them.
She returned five minutes later, seeing Gohan looking at the computer screen with a puzzled look on his face.
Anything wrong? Bulma asked him.
He pushed off the table, rolling his chair back some before standing up and coming around to face Bulma. I was thinking, he started, taking the tray (Bulma grabbed it for the coffee and snacks) from Bulma, placing it on the table, and turning back to her, that maybe we should do this right.
Do what right? she asked, puzzled.
I don't know. Gohan paused, rubbing his head and thinking of a way to convey his thoughts. I know you want us to go slow. I don't mind that, but that little kiss startled me.
Bulma looked on, confusion set in place. it was a simple kiss to the cheek. Even your mom would give you one of those.
I know, he said, nodding slightly. I wanted I want to ask you, if if I could kiss you.
Bulma said, keeping her mouth small and open.
They remained silent for close to a minute: Bulma continually contemplating the situation and Gohan waiting patiently for an answer. she finally spoke.
I would like that. She stepped forward slightly, hesitantly moving her hands to his shoulders. Gohan stood there nervously, not knowing what to do. You can hold me too, Gohan, Bulma said, noting his uncertainty.
He nodded. where?
that would work.
He nodded again.
Just one on the lips, okay? she said, sighing before she did. Bulma smiled lightly though, enjoying this little moment, even if her boyfriend was his usual naïve self.
Yes my boyfriend I can't think differently from that now.
Slowly they drew close. Bulma moved forward the most, taking some advantage over Gohan's lack of movement. She got on her toes and saw that she couldn't reach the teen's lips.
she whispered. He made a small, question-like sound. Stop being so hesitant and kiss me.
Gohan whispered back, his resolve stiffened.
Just one simple kiss
They kissed briefly on the lips.
Their eyes – closed when they were mere millimeters apart – remained closed as they moved away. Bulma was the first to open them, looking up to see Gohan with his lips slightly parted, as if he wanted more.
you can open them, she said, shaking his shoulders. He popped them open, looking down at her with curious eyes.
he muttered.
Don't be. You asked, and I accepted. I know you want to help me, and I thank you for that. She wrapped herself around his waist, smiling against his stomach. This is exactly how I wanted it to be.
I'm glad, he said, patting her shoulders lightly. I think that coffee is getting cold.
I know, she said, still against his stomach. Can I hold you like this for a little longer?
Gohan nodded, though he knew she didn't see it. Sure. You can hold on for as long as you like.
And she did just that. She stayed against him for what felt like forever, though in reality, it was close to ten minutes. It was then that they decided to get back to work. They went for about thirty minutes before Chichi arrived with Goten. By then, Bulma had decided to take a break from working in general, joining Chichi at poolside. Gohan remained inside, continuing on the project before them.
Bulma knew deep down though that she wanted more. She still kept to her promise though, taking the relationship between them one step at a time.
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Bulma's Omake Corner: Encounter Three
Welcome back once again people! It's been a while, as we can see. The creator gave everyone off for the holidays – even his legion of monkeys – but now that the New Year has started, he has called us back in for work.
As for this week's blooper, Gohan and I decided to play a little prank with everyone on the set involving the kiss. Believe me, this got the creator in an uproar.
I would like that. She stepped forward slightly, hesitantly moving her hands to his shoulders. Gohan stood there nervously, not knowing what to do. You can hold me too, Gohan, Bulma said, noting his uncertainty.
He nodded. where?
that would work.
He nodded again.
Just one on the lips, okay? she said, sighing before she did. Bulma smiled lightly though, enjoying this little moment, even if her boyfriend was his usual naïve self.
Yes my boyfriend I can't think differently from that now.
Slowly they drew close. Bulma moved forward the most, taking some advantage over Gohan's lack of movement. She got on her toes and saw that she couldn't reach the teen's lips.
she whispered. He made a small, question-like sound. Stop being so hesitant and kiss me.
Gohan whispered back, his resolve stiffened.
Just one simple kiss
Without warning, Gohan picked Bulma up, and together they started touching their noses together, rubbing them back and forth rapidly.
God (expletive deleted) damn it! What the (expletive deleted) are you two (expletive deleted) doing kissing like (expletive deleted) Eskimo's?! Cut the (expletive deleted) camera! Cut it!
Heh I'm sure that'll teach the creator to stop going out on those late night drinking binges oh, what is it? He's turning twenty-one next week? Very well then
Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that there will be no new update next week, as the creator will be too intoxicated to do anything. Stay tuned though in two weeks for Encounter Four: Hold. And this time, I'll definitely be providing some fan service!
Amour Foncé
A dark romance by ShaggyDiz
Encounter Three: Kiss
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Good afternoon Gohan, Bulma said, welcoming him into the house.
It was Bulma's idea to take it slow. She had to learn what made the boy what he was, and pushing him into unwanted situations would make for something the both of them didn't need. She didn't bother with telling him about it though, since she was still trying to figure out what she wanted from this.
Hey Bulma, Gohan said, briefly giving her a hug.
It didn't help much that Gohan was still rather naïve in this situation. She had hoped to somehow change him for the better, so that whenever he did decide to move on, and her comfort satisfied, he would be better equipped to tackle women his own age.
Ready for work? she ask him. He nodded, and she led the way – as normal for them – to the computer lab, where another problem or project needed attention. She let him get to work, as she went to grab some coffee for the both of them before she set upon her own work.
Bulma came back seeing him slightly perplexed. she asked.
Just tense. Goten put me through the ringer today. I never expected that much out of him from one spar. He stretched his arms out, trying to get a knot or two out of them.
Want me to help? He turned around, seeing her crack her knuckles.
I need it. Gohan moved forward in his seat, letting Bulma get to work on his back.
Where at? she asked, slowly rubbing his shoulders. He sighed in content, liking the work in progress.
Right there is good. He stopped working completely, too much into Bulma's smooth working hands.
the distant cry of Trunks called out. Bulma looked over her shoulder, hearing a pattering of footsteps from some hallway upstairs. She was just about ready to go when a hand grabbed on to hers.
Gohan said, looking up over his shoulder. Let him come here. I'm really liking this, you know.
Bulma blushed. Another call. I'm in the computer lab Trunks!
I wonder what he wants, Gohan pondered out loud.
Beats me. You know how he gets excited whenever something silly happens.
yes, we can't forget that about him, or Goten for that matter.
She cracked a smile. So very true. A few moments later, Trunks came stumbling in.
Hey Mom! Can Goten come over for a swim? he asked her, hopping up and down in the doorway.
She put one of her hands to her chin, keeping the other on Gohan's shoulder. I don't see the problem. Just make sure Chichi looks over the two of you, okay? Gohan and I got some serious business to tackle today.
Okay Mom! Thanks! he shouted, running away, presumably back to the phone upstairs. Bulma resumed her work on Gohan's shoulders, trying hard to loosen them.
See? A six-year-old wouldn't know the difference if they saw one person rubbing another person's shoulders. He turned to look at Bulma, giving her a funny little smirk. She playfully slapped him, mumbling something along the lines of don't do that.
She eventually got to work after another ten minutes of her taking care of his back. The only sound coming from the room for the next thirty minutes was the tapping of the keys, the printers going off a few times and the occasional curse or two, courtesy of Bulma. She stopped after thirty minutes, looking at her cup and seeing that she had long finished her coffee.
Bulma stood up, walking over to Gohan's workstation, taking his empty coffee cup with hers. You want anything else besides coffee? she asked.
No thanks. I should be fine, he said, turning his head to look at her.
Okay. I'll be right back, she said, bending done quickly and lightly kissing him on his cheek. She went into the kitchen, filling up both cups with more coffee, and also deciding to grab some snacks for them.
She returned five minutes later, seeing Gohan looking at the computer screen with a puzzled look on his face.
Anything wrong? Bulma asked him.
He pushed off the table, rolling his chair back some before standing up and coming around to face Bulma. I was thinking, he started, taking the tray (Bulma grabbed it for the coffee and snacks) from Bulma, placing it on the table, and turning back to her, that maybe we should do this right.
Do what right? she asked, puzzled.
I don't know. Gohan paused, rubbing his head and thinking of a way to convey his thoughts. I know you want us to go slow. I don't mind that, but that little kiss startled me.
Bulma looked on, confusion set in place. it was a simple kiss to the cheek. Even your mom would give you one of those.
I know, he said, nodding slightly. I wanted I want to ask you, if if I could kiss you.
Bulma said, keeping her mouth small and open.
They remained silent for close to a minute: Bulma continually contemplating the situation and Gohan waiting patiently for an answer. she finally spoke.
I would like that. She stepped forward slightly, hesitantly moving her hands to his shoulders. Gohan stood there nervously, not knowing what to do. You can hold me too, Gohan, Bulma said, noting his uncertainty.
He nodded. where?
that would work.
He nodded again.
Just one on the lips, okay? she said, sighing before she did. Bulma smiled lightly though, enjoying this little moment, even if her boyfriend was his usual naïve self.
Yes my boyfriend I can't think differently from that now.
Slowly they drew close. Bulma moved forward the most, taking some advantage over Gohan's lack of movement. She got on her toes and saw that she couldn't reach the teen's lips.
she whispered. He made a small, question-like sound. Stop being so hesitant and kiss me.
Gohan whispered back, his resolve stiffened.
Just one simple kiss
They kissed briefly on the lips.
Their eyes – closed when they were mere millimeters apart – remained closed as they moved away. Bulma was the first to open them, looking up to see Gohan with his lips slightly parted, as if he wanted more.
you can open them, she said, shaking his shoulders. He popped them open, looking down at her with curious eyes.
he muttered.
Don't be. You asked, and I accepted. I know you want to help me, and I thank you for that. She wrapped herself around his waist, smiling against his stomach. This is exactly how I wanted it to be.
I'm glad, he said, patting her shoulders lightly. I think that coffee is getting cold.
I know, she said, still against his stomach. Can I hold you like this for a little longer?
Gohan nodded, though he knew she didn't see it. Sure. You can hold on for as long as you like.
And she did just that. She stayed against him for what felt like forever, though in reality, it was close to ten minutes. It was then that they decided to get back to work. They went for about thirty minutes before Chichi arrived with Goten. By then, Bulma had decided to take a break from working in general, joining Chichi at poolside. Gohan remained inside, continuing on the project before them.
Bulma knew deep down though that she wanted more. She still kept to her promise though, taking the relationship between them one step at a time.
Welcome back once again people! It's been a while, as we can see. The creator gave everyone off for the holidays – even his legion of monkeys – but now that the New Year has started, he has called us back in for work.
As for this week's blooper, Gohan and I decided to play a little prank with everyone on the set involving the kiss. Believe me, this got the creator in an uproar.
I would like that. She stepped forward slightly, hesitantly moving her hands to his shoulders. Gohan stood there nervously, not knowing what to do. You can hold me too, Gohan, Bulma said, noting his uncertainty.
He nodded. where?
that would work.
He nodded again.
Just one on the lips, okay? she said, sighing before she did. Bulma smiled lightly though, enjoying this little moment, even if her boyfriend was his usual naïve self.
Yes my boyfriend I can't think differently from that now.
Slowly they drew close. Bulma moved forward the most, taking some advantage over Gohan's lack of movement. She got on her toes and saw that she couldn't reach the teen's lips.
she whispered. He made a small, question-like sound. Stop being so hesitant and kiss me.
Gohan whispered back, his resolve stiffened.
Just one simple kiss
Without warning, Gohan picked Bulma up, and together they started touching their noses together, rubbing them back and forth rapidly.
God (expletive deleted) damn it! What the (expletive deleted) are you two (expletive deleted) doing kissing like (expletive deleted) Eskimo's?! Cut the (expletive deleted) camera! Cut it!
Heh I'm sure that'll teach the creator to stop going out on those late night drinking binges oh, what is it? He's turning twenty-one next week? Very well then
Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that there will be no new update next week, as the creator will be too intoxicated to do anything. Stay tuned though in two weeks for Encounter Four: Hold. And this time, I'll definitely be providing some fan service!