Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters (except Gohan ::wink,
wink::). Here's the next chapter of Do Dreams Come True? Now we get more
into the plot, kind of. ^_^. Read and Review please. I would like to know
if you love it, hate it, or whatever you guys have to say. (Sorry this took
so long, I had other things to do. This one is way longer than the 1st
one.)
Bulma covered her open mouth, shocked that her subconscious could conjure such things. She and Vegeta were in Capsule Corp alone, he in the gravity room and she in her lab. Bulma didn't hear Vegeta's footsteps as he walked to her lab and stood in the doorway.
"Woman," he said gruffly.
"What is it now, Vegeta? Can't you see I'm busy?"
She turned to see him shirtless and dripping with sweat as he stood with his folded arms across his chest.
"Woman, I need a drying cloth, now," he demanded.
"Don't talk to me like that, Vegeta," she tried to say menacingly, but Vegeta just chuckled at her attempt and walked over to her.
"Are you trying to be brave, Woman?" he asked, his body close to hers.
Bulma didn't answer. Instead, she placed her hands on Vegeta's firm abdomen and explored his chest and arms. He lifted her face to his and began to kiss her, the kiss getting deeper and more passionate each second. The image faded from her mind when she woke. Bulma blushed in thinking that she thought this up, and smiled to herself imaging if it would really happen.
"What am I thinking? Who could ever like that arrogant jerk?" she said to herself as she got out of bed.
She tried to think of other things as she undressed and got into the shower. She turned it on full blast and let the hot water run down her body when the image of Vegeta's hands exploring her body came into mind. She shook her head, splattering water on the glass, trying to get the images out. *He could never be like that, she thought to herself. His "pride" wouldn't let him show any emotion other than anger or irritation, anything in that area.*
Bulma turned off the water and stepped out of the shower stall and reached for her towel. Bulma got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and went downstairs for breakfast. When she walked into the kitchen, her mother was happily humming while making some pancakes.
"Morning, mom," Bulma said.
"Good morning, sweetie," Mrs. Briefs said in her usual chipper voice.
Bulma sat at the table in front of a plate of pancakes and began to eat. A few minutes later, a ruffle-haired Vegeta walked in and took his place across from Bulma. She wanted to avoid looking at Vegeta or else the images of her dream would float back to the front of her mind.
"What are you nervous about, Woman? Do I scare you that much?" Vegeta said smugly.
"What are you talking about Vegetable-head?"
"When I walked in your heart quickened and your face turned red."
Bulma remained silent and forced some pancake down her throat. She couldn't be in the same room with him right now. *Why am I getting all worked up about a dream?* she asked herself.
Before her mother or Vegeta could say anything else, Bulma got up and tried to walk calmly out of the kitchen.
Author's note: So there's chapter 2 for you guys. Hope you enjoyed it and Chapter 3 is on its way. 'Til next time. (review!!)
Bulma covered her open mouth, shocked that her subconscious could conjure such things. She and Vegeta were in Capsule Corp alone, he in the gravity room and she in her lab. Bulma didn't hear Vegeta's footsteps as he walked to her lab and stood in the doorway.
"Woman," he said gruffly.
"What is it now, Vegeta? Can't you see I'm busy?"
She turned to see him shirtless and dripping with sweat as he stood with his folded arms across his chest.
"Woman, I need a drying cloth, now," he demanded.
"Don't talk to me like that, Vegeta," she tried to say menacingly, but Vegeta just chuckled at her attempt and walked over to her.
"Are you trying to be brave, Woman?" he asked, his body close to hers.
Bulma didn't answer. Instead, she placed her hands on Vegeta's firm abdomen and explored his chest and arms. He lifted her face to his and began to kiss her, the kiss getting deeper and more passionate each second. The image faded from her mind when she woke. Bulma blushed in thinking that she thought this up, and smiled to herself imaging if it would really happen.
"What am I thinking? Who could ever like that arrogant jerk?" she said to herself as she got out of bed.
She tried to think of other things as she undressed and got into the shower. She turned it on full blast and let the hot water run down her body when the image of Vegeta's hands exploring her body came into mind. She shook her head, splattering water on the glass, trying to get the images out. *He could never be like that, she thought to herself. His "pride" wouldn't let him show any emotion other than anger or irritation, anything in that area.*
Bulma turned off the water and stepped out of the shower stall and reached for her towel. Bulma got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and went downstairs for breakfast. When she walked into the kitchen, her mother was happily humming while making some pancakes.
"Morning, mom," Bulma said.
"Good morning, sweetie," Mrs. Briefs said in her usual chipper voice.
Bulma sat at the table in front of a plate of pancakes and began to eat. A few minutes later, a ruffle-haired Vegeta walked in and took his place across from Bulma. She wanted to avoid looking at Vegeta or else the images of her dream would float back to the front of her mind.
"What are you nervous about, Woman? Do I scare you that much?" Vegeta said smugly.
"What are you talking about Vegetable-head?"
"When I walked in your heart quickened and your face turned red."
Bulma remained silent and forced some pancake down her throat. She couldn't be in the same room with him right now. *Why am I getting all worked up about a dream?* she asked herself.
Before her mother or Vegeta could say anything else, Bulma got up and tried to walk calmly out of the kitchen.
Author's note: So there's chapter 2 for you guys. Hope you enjoyed it and Chapter 3 is on its way. 'Til next time. (review!!)