And so Vegeta and Bulma took off on Vegetas bike, Bulma sitting upon one
case and Vegeta holding other with one hand, the other streering with the
bikes bars. Would this develop further? will Bunny get her dream for Vegeta
to be with Bulma? find out next time!
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A whole two weeks had passed, Bulma was more aquainted with her school peers, her teachers, the general area and her belongings had overtaken the young Vegetas dorm.
Clothes of all fashions, styles and sizes were scattered amongst Vegetas belongings. A clear room had become a thing of the past for Vegeta, who was in fact fairly neat. Bulmas belongings lay scattered among the rooms like dead soldiers in a battle field. Vegeta would occasionally trend on a mine. This being her eyelash curlers or tongs.
The only aquantences Vegeta had made, were the names 'Babylis' 'Maybelin' 'Loreal' and other make up brands.
Vegeta would put up with these things, because he was becoming more and more fond of her by the day. The same circumstance for Bulma. Vegeta would often tell Bulma his problems, about girls at school, Yamcha or just life in general. Yamcha was the main topic of convosation though. And Bulma would always cheer him up......
---------------------------------A while back------------------------------- -
Vegeta wandered through the door of him dorm, Bulma heard the clang of his keys hit the side table and the clipping of his heels against the hardwooden floorboards in the livingroom. Vegeta headed into the kitchen with a usual scowl on his face and a bruised cheek. Bulma was trapped and entangled in a mesh of curly phone wire in on the kitchen floor. Vegeta simply raised an eyebrow.
" Yea well, its her problem... let her figure out what to do herself Chi." Bulmas convosation to Chichi down the phone fades into whisper.. " Chi, Vegeta looks pissed. Talk to you later." She hangs up and untangles herself, following Vegeta out of the room.
"Vegeta you ok?" Vegeta gives her a half look of anger and plain expression. Bulma scoots over to the couch they bought and seats herself in it.
" Whats wrong?" Vegeta pointed to his cheek and said 'Asshole' Bulma took that hint to be Yamcha. They had fought again. She patted the seat beside her and Vegeta sat next to her. His head slightly tilted to rest on her shoulder and his eyelids slowly shut.
Bulma began to console Vegeta, give him advice and generally try to make him laugh about anything. Then she remembered, one day she let Chris, one of the Rastafarian wannabes come over, and he left her alittle pot. She took the stash out from under the couch pillow and showed it to Vegeta.
" Ok, i never done it. Lets have a laugh k?" Vegeta sighed, he wasn't interested in smoking weed, but if it would cheer him up about not being with Bulma, having a fight and other problems, may as well take it. And so, Vegeta and Bulma sat in each others arms taking hits from the joints they were given. This made there world go upside down, Literally.
" Buahaha! Vegeta, you know you look like a flame with that hair?" She burst out laughing with a bad case of red eye. Vegeta laughed with her and commented back.
" Hehehe well, your even more beautiful than the eyes of man can see." He started laughing, but kinda looked away, as if he wasn't high at all.
Bulma giggled and leaned over to kiss his cheeks and laughed even harder. Vegeta most definatly wasn't high, so he just blinked and gave her a weird look.
" Heh well you do know that Sherrie wants your babies right? hehehe" Vegeta blinked again, knowing the moment just got spoiled by mentioning her name.Vegeta let out a breif sigh
" Sherrie. She seems pretty nice, but kinda obsessive." Bulma continued to giggle, then eventually her laughter got harder into a cackle and she rolled off the couch onto the floor.
" She wants you badly Vegetable head! didn't you know!?" Bulma held her stomach close with both arms and laughed harder watching Vegetas expression drop to subzero tempretures. He looked cold as he stared off.
" Ooooo! Goodie!" Vegeta said with a destestful sarcasm in his tone. The joint was almost gone, so he took the last load, Bulma was higher than the clouds so there was no point giving her more. The whole world was spinning, and distorting around them. Bulma suddenly looked down at her t- shirt and began to panic
" Oh My God! I'm glowing!" She started screaming and slapping her breasts, for all she could notice was them glowing like neon. Vegeta watched her and laughed deeply to himself. He came down on both knees and grabbed her hands, stopping her from hitting herself anymore.
" Your not glowing." Bulma blinked, she could still see it all. (Weed ish a bad thing .;) Vegeta simply smiled at her, and pulled her into his chest holding her in a deep embrace to calm her down. Bulma just lay there, smelling the sweet essence of his aftershave, her head totally buried under his chin. They stayed like this for a while, in fact until she stopped panicing and 'came out of the clouds'.
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This was their biggest part of intimacy together for the whole 2 weeks. They had been flirting for a while, Bulma sometimes hitting him, him making crude comments. Although, everyday after school he would always go somewhere by himself for a few hours. He never told her where he was going, and whenever Bulma asked to go with him. He always said no.
It was the end of the school week, and Saturday night was going to be the gangs night on the town. The world was theirs. They had the money, company, and transport to go anywhere they wanted. So the weekend was going to be a BLAST!
Saturdays schedual- Iceskating-Dinner-Night on the town in bars, clubs and hangouts. The sun was already rising, Bulma had bearly gotten any sleep she was far too excited and wanted the day to start....
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Okies, i know it isn't much of a chapter. But i agreed with a review saying it was too far fetched, so i'm making the days go past alittle. So now they all know each other really well.
Much better, ne? Anywhoz.... watched the first 3 eps of Hellsing. I am SO hooked, love Arucard. ^_______^ But not as much as my vegeta! *hugs him*
Veg- GAH! woman get the hell off me! me- Humph. fine! *huggles Arucard* Aru- o_O; *Hugs her back?* Me- ^___^ i love you my lil Aru Veg- *whispers to Aru*....Bite her.....Bite...her..
A whole two weeks had passed, Bulma was more aquainted with her school peers, her teachers, the general area and her belongings had overtaken the young Vegetas dorm.
Clothes of all fashions, styles and sizes were scattered amongst Vegetas belongings. A clear room had become a thing of the past for Vegeta, who was in fact fairly neat. Bulmas belongings lay scattered among the rooms like dead soldiers in a battle field. Vegeta would occasionally trend on a mine. This being her eyelash curlers or tongs.
The only aquantences Vegeta had made, were the names 'Babylis' 'Maybelin' 'Loreal' and other make up brands.
Vegeta would put up with these things, because he was becoming more and more fond of her by the day. The same circumstance for Bulma. Vegeta would often tell Bulma his problems, about girls at school, Yamcha or just life in general. Yamcha was the main topic of convosation though. And Bulma would always cheer him up......
---------------------------------A while back------------------------------- -
Vegeta wandered through the door of him dorm, Bulma heard the clang of his keys hit the side table and the clipping of his heels against the hardwooden floorboards in the livingroom. Vegeta headed into the kitchen with a usual scowl on his face and a bruised cheek. Bulma was trapped and entangled in a mesh of curly phone wire in on the kitchen floor. Vegeta simply raised an eyebrow.
" Yea well, its her problem... let her figure out what to do herself Chi." Bulmas convosation to Chichi down the phone fades into whisper.. " Chi, Vegeta looks pissed. Talk to you later." She hangs up and untangles herself, following Vegeta out of the room.
"Vegeta you ok?" Vegeta gives her a half look of anger and plain expression. Bulma scoots over to the couch they bought and seats herself in it.
" Whats wrong?" Vegeta pointed to his cheek and said 'Asshole' Bulma took that hint to be Yamcha. They had fought again. She patted the seat beside her and Vegeta sat next to her. His head slightly tilted to rest on her shoulder and his eyelids slowly shut.
Bulma began to console Vegeta, give him advice and generally try to make him laugh about anything. Then she remembered, one day she let Chris, one of the Rastafarian wannabes come over, and he left her alittle pot. She took the stash out from under the couch pillow and showed it to Vegeta.
" Ok, i never done it. Lets have a laugh k?" Vegeta sighed, he wasn't interested in smoking weed, but if it would cheer him up about not being with Bulma, having a fight and other problems, may as well take it. And so, Vegeta and Bulma sat in each others arms taking hits from the joints they were given. This made there world go upside down, Literally.
" Buahaha! Vegeta, you know you look like a flame with that hair?" She burst out laughing with a bad case of red eye. Vegeta laughed with her and commented back.
" Hehehe well, your even more beautiful than the eyes of man can see." He started laughing, but kinda looked away, as if he wasn't high at all.
Bulma giggled and leaned over to kiss his cheeks and laughed even harder. Vegeta most definatly wasn't high, so he just blinked and gave her a weird look.
" Heh well you do know that Sherrie wants your babies right? hehehe" Vegeta blinked again, knowing the moment just got spoiled by mentioning her name.Vegeta let out a breif sigh
" Sherrie. She seems pretty nice, but kinda obsessive." Bulma continued to giggle, then eventually her laughter got harder into a cackle and she rolled off the couch onto the floor.
" She wants you badly Vegetable head! didn't you know!?" Bulma held her stomach close with both arms and laughed harder watching Vegetas expression drop to subzero tempretures. He looked cold as he stared off.
" Ooooo! Goodie!" Vegeta said with a destestful sarcasm in his tone. The joint was almost gone, so he took the last load, Bulma was higher than the clouds so there was no point giving her more. The whole world was spinning, and distorting around them. Bulma suddenly looked down at her t- shirt and began to panic
" Oh My God! I'm glowing!" She started screaming and slapping her breasts, for all she could notice was them glowing like neon. Vegeta watched her and laughed deeply to himself. He came down on both knees and grabbed her hands, stopping her from hitting herself anymore.
" Your not glowing." Bulma blinked, she could still see it all. (Weed ish a bad thing .;) Vegeta simply smiled at her, and pulled her into his chest holding her in a deep embrace to calm her down. Bulma just lay there, smelling the sweet essence of his aftershave, her head totally buried under his chin. They stayed like this for a while, in fact until she stopped panicing and 'came out of the clouds'.
---------------------------End flashback------------------------------------ -
This was their biggest part of intimacy together for the whole 2 weeks. They had been flirting for a while, Bulma sometimes hitting him, him making crude comments. Although, everyday after school he would always go somewhere by himself for a few hours. He never told her where he was going, and whenever Bulma asked to go with him. He always said no.
It was the end of the school week, and Saturday night was going to be the gangs night on the town. The world was theirs. They had the money, company, and transport to go anywhere they wanted. So the weekend was going to be a BLAST!
Saturdays schedual- Iceskating-Dinner-Night on the town in bars, clubs and hangouts. The sun was already rising, Bulma had bearly gotten any sleep she was far too excited and wanted the day to start....
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Okies, i know it isn't much of a chapter. But i agreed with a review saying it was too far fetched, so i'm making the days go past alittle. So now they all know each other really well.
Much better, ne? Anywhoz.... watched the first 3 eps of Hellsing. I am SO hooked, love Arucard. ^_______^ But not as much as my vegeta! *hugs him*
Veg- GAH! woman get the hell off me! me- Humph. fine! *huggles Arucard* Aru- o_O; *Hugs her back?* Me- ^___^ i love you my lil Aru Veg- *whispers to Aru*....Bite her.....Bite...her..
