A Match Made in Heaven
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Chapter 15 ~ Nighttime Happenings
A week had passed and Bulma had barely seen Vegeta or Kakkarot. They were too busy training in their Gravity Room, courtesy of Bulma. Sometimes the blue-haired Saiyan would watch them, amazed that in the course of a week, they had already proceeded to 300 times Vegetasei's gravity. She had barely been able to manage that after a couple months of training, but they were doing it after a week.
It was five o'clock in the morning and Kakkarot and Vegeta were already up training. Dammit! If they would just leave the fucking training room for a minute I could get in there and train some more… I'm getting bored and it's my fucking machine! She cursed to herself as she watched them through a small window in the side. She looked down at the training suit she had on. Gee… maybe this thing could get some use if a fucking little monkey would just get out of my machine!
Almost as though he heard her thoughts, Vegeta landed in front of the little window and motioned for Bulma to come inside.
As the training door swished opened, the machine turned off the excess gravity and Kakkarot and Vegeta were sent flying towards the ceiling at the unexpected break in gravity. Both managed to flip over and push off the ceiling, towards Bulma on the floor.
Vegeta landed next to the controls and turned to face Bulma. "Let's see how well you can fare against Kakkarot, woman," he said as he flicked some of the controls.
She sneered at the Prince. "Fine," she spat and readied herself for the increase in gravity.
"We have now reached one hun-dred fif-ty times Ve-ge-ta-sei's grav-i-ty," droned the automated computer voice.
Bulma could not help but smile. Only one hundred fifty? she thought. Well… I'll barely feel that!
The smile was quickly wiped off her face as Kakkarot attacked. She ducked under the punch and brought up a leg to kick him, but he blocked it and sent another punch at her. With a quick fist, she caught the punch and tried to land an elbow to his face, which he stopped by grabbing her arm. His knee connected with her stomach as she stumbled back a few paces, only to turn and fly straight at him, forming a ki attack in her hand. She released it, but was caught by surprise when he sent his own attack flying right through it. Barely finding the time to avoid it, the attack hit her on the shoulder.
She looked at the blood that dripped from her shoulder and then looked back at Kakkarot. Not taking her eyes off the Saiyan, she flew to the center of the Gravity Room, almost at the ceiling, and started powering up. The training dome shook as her ki skyrocketed and Vegeta realized that she could blow the whole room up.
Without her noticing, he phased in behind her and grabbed her arms, pulling them behind her back. She screamed in frustration as she struggled to get out of his grasp. As she stopped struggling, she kicked back with her right foot, catching him off guard, and he let go of her arms. Even angrier, Bulma spun around, grabbed Vegeta by his shoulders and threw him towards the floor.
Landing nimbly on his feet, Vegeta turned to face the blue Saiyan. "That's it!" he screamed and took off.
Kakkarot watched almost in horror as Vegeta beat the living shit out of Bulma. The two went all out for an hour, before Vegeta finally knocked her to the ground, beaten to a bloody pulp.
"Kakkarot!" he spat. "Get this weak bitch out of my site and into a fucking regeneration tank."
Wordless, the tall Saiyan picked up Bulma's battered body and placed her gently into a tank in a room right off the real training room, sealing it for the next twelve hours.
He watched the tank fill with the liquid that was going to heal his slave. She will do.
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Her eyelids fluttered open and she panicked for a second before she realized where she was. She breathed a sigh of relief as she hatch above her unlocked and she pushed her way out of the regeneration tank, she had always been somewhat claustrophobic. Bulma stumbled out of the training room and down to Vegeta's room. He had given her access to his room, since she was his slave, so she placed her hand on the pad outside the door and walked in as the door opened.
Vegeta was sitting at a table in his room eating, and all Bulma could do was stare at the food. He noticed this and picked up a plate and walked over to her.
Waving the plate around in front of her face, he said, "Hungry, woman?"
She barely nodded, and reached out meekly to take a morsel of food off the plate that was dangling in front of her.
He pulled the plate away and walked back to the table, "Then find your own food."
She growled at him before snatching some of her clothes and entering the bathroom to change. Walking out a couple seconds later, she had put on khaki capris and a red tank top. Bulma stomped out of the room to go on a mission for food.
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Bulma came back in the room a couple hours later after eating her full and walking around a bit, talking to Kakkarot.
His onyx eyes turned to greet her, almost. "With fighting skills like yours, you're going to be joining the purging team when we get to our destination."
"But I…" she protested.
"What? You will fight, and you will kill when I fucking tell you to, do you understand?"
Glaring at him, Bulma ground her teeth together, "Yes."
He smirked. "Good. Now get some rest. We will be training in the morning."
Yawning, she headed towards the bathroom to change into her night clothing. When she came out, he was already in bed. Bulma shuffled over to the blanket and pillow that made up her bed on the floor and curled up. I wish this floor was a little… oomph! A flying pillow interrupted her thoughts.
"Not on the floor, you daft baka! There's more than enough room on the bed for the two of us!"
Bulma jumped up off the floor and flung the pillow back at Vegeta, who easily caught it, fluffed it, and placed it under his head in one quick movement. She picked up her pillow and stormed over to the opposite side of the bed, ripped the covers off and threw herself on the bed, grateful for something other than a hard floor.
Vegeta was about to turn off the light when he felt something land softly next to him. He turned to realize that his slave had actually put a pillow between the two of them. Smiling maliciously, he picked up the pillow and threw it into the bathroom.
She stared at him with her mouth hanging open. There is no way I'm sleeping in the same bed with that monkey and not having a pillow in between us! Bulma stomped over to the bathroom and picked up the pillow, setting it back in between them on the bed. Just as soon as she sat down on the bed, the pillow went flying back into the bathroom.
She set off in a huff, storming into the bathroom. Returning to the bed, she curled up with the pillow and faced Vegeta, keeping the pillow between her and the Prince.
Not to be outdone, Vegeta yanked the pillow out from under Bulma's head, causing her head to bounce of the mattress. He stood up, tossed it into the bathroom, and locked the bathroom door.
"Dammit Vegeta!" she raged.
He smirked, loving every second that she was pissed off.
She stuffed the pillow that had been between her legs underneath her head and moved as far away from Vegeta as she could without falling off the bed. The light flicked off and Bulma could feel Vegeta climbing into bed. After his soft snores reached her ears, she closed her eyes and feel into a much needed sleep.
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Bulma woke up and looked at the clock. It read 2:53. She was quite comfortable in the position that she was in. The Saiyan had her tailed wrapped around her thighs and she was lying on her stomach. She wiggled her fingers, shivering at the sensations it brought from rubbing her tail. Wait a minute… if her tail was in her hand… whose was wrapped around her…
"Holy shit!" she exclaimed jumping up. Unfortunately for her, she was practically off the bed, and when she jumped, she fell onto the floor, dragging the sheets along with her.
Vegeta's eyes snapped open as he glared at her, as she stood up, holding the sheets to her body. He yanked on the sheets, sending her spinning to the floor again, smirked, covered himself back up, and fell back asleep.
***AN
OceanOfHell (OOH): Oh yeah! You all know what the tail means, right?
Reader #1: They're monkeys?
OOH: No, no, no, no, no!
Reader #2: Oooh! I know! I know!
OOH: *breathes a sigh of relief* Good! What?
Reader #2: They're Saiyans!!!!
OOH: *smacks herself in the head*
Reader #1 & 2: They're not?
OOH: *shakes her head* oy vey!
I have another idea for a story. If you've read Torments of a Saiyan (if you haven't read it, then), you'll know that's kinda from Vegeta's POV. I was thinking of writing one from Bulma' POV called Torments of a Human… does it sound like something that would be good? Leave your ideas in the reviews please!
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