Chapter the sixth
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They walked back out into the mall after Bulma had boughten the gorgeous(or at least to Vegeta) brown, old fashioned dress. "Where to next?" Bulma asked Vegeta. Vegeta was looking around the mall with rising amazement. There was so many STORES in this place! He noticed one that had a bunch of animals in it. "Pet store." He said. Bulma sighed and steered him tworeds it. "Men and animals, sheesh." She said. When they walked in, they were greeted by a grey-and-white cocker spaniel. "aww!" Bulma exclaimed. She picked up the dog and hugged it to her chest. She allowed it to lick her all over her gorgeous face and smear her make- up. "Discusting. You could get Palegra." Vegeta said.
Bulma extended the animal out tworeds Vegeta. "Wanna hold it? I think it likes you!!" She said. But Vegeta wasen't so sure. The animal was cowering back against Bulma's chest. Either it's scared of me...or it likes Bulma's chest just as much as I do. Vegeta thought. "Ooh...It's O.K! Vegeta woulden't hurt you!!" Bulma told the dog before tauntly plopping it into Vegeta's folded arms. Vegeta just let the dog roll off his arms and plop to the floor, making Bulma gasp and cover her mouth with a hand. "Vegeta, how mean! It could have died!" Bulma said. She playfully pushed him and then walked over to a small kittens cage.
Vegeta let her play with it for a second and then walked over there to see it for himself. It was a calico kitten that was enjoying Bulma as she petted it on the head. She was going gaa-gaa over it. "Bulma, what's so great about a kitten?" Vegeta asked. Instead of giving Vegeta a word answer she took the kitten out of the cage and held it out to him. "Hold the kitten!" She told him. Vegeta looked from Bulma's face to the kitten, from Bulma's face to the kitten, back again. "But it's....discusting! I only wanted to come in here because I thought you would like it!!" Bulma put the kitten on his head, forcing him to jerk his arms up and grab the kitten. He stared at it with discust. "Don't hold him like that! And pet him!" Bulma said. Vegeta held the cat like he'd seen Bulma do and then just STARED at it without touching it except for his arms holding it. Bulma gently grabbed his hand and stroked it down the kitten's back. "Like that. You think you can do it?" Bulma asked. Vegeta started to pet the kitten on the back, and it purred and cuddled against his chest. Vegeta slightly smirked at it as it rubbed against him. "See? You have a nice and loving side too I'm afraid." Bulma said. Vegeta then threw the kitten back into its cage. "There. I held it. You happy? Now can we PLEASE get out of here? My eyes are starting to itch." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Oh, fine. Come on." She said. Vegeta happily followed her out of the Pet Shop and back into the mall.
Vegeta and Bulma were sitting on the edge of a mall fountain, admiring its beauty. They had both thrown all the single pennies Bulma owned into the fountain. "The fountain is pretty isn't it?" Bulma asked Vegeta. Vegeta nodded. "A little I guess." He said. He twirled his finger around in it and watched the pattern it made it the water. Having Bulma around him was making him slightly nervous, like a falling feeling. And everytime her hand so much as brushed past him, he'd shudder. Then Bulma would giggle and make him embarrassed beyond all thoughts and reasons. He was just thinking about this when he felt Bulma softly lay her smaller, feminine hand down on his bigger and masculine one. His every muscle tensed and his eyes got wide, and a weird feeling passed throughout his whole body. This weird feeling seemed to get even WEIRDER when she scooted closer to him and wrapped her arm around his midsection. "Buh-hulma...whuh-what are you doing..." Vegeta stuttered. "Get your arm off me. Let me go." Bulma scooted herself even closer to him and nuzzled his cheek. "You look so HOT sitting in that position.." She breathed into his ear. Vegeta tried to shimmy away, but she held him close with a deadly grip; as if he were hers and nobody elses. Vegeta was getting a little bit scared. Not scared that she'd rape him or something, because he certainly woulden't let that happen--scared that Bulma's mental health was at stake. "Nuh-uh-uh....We don't want you to get away, now do we?" Bulma asked, then she ran her beautiful hand up his chest and kissed him so hard it took his breath away. Vegeta found himself slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer. He haden't felt like this since last night, since the special moments they had shared in the shower. He ran his hands up the small of her back as he kissed her very hard on the lips. Then he pulled her up into his lap and kissed her harder. He felt her busy hands caress his hair and neck as she macked him with all of her strength. Bulma then realized what they were doing...in public..before Vegeta realized he'd been kissing the 'low-class woman'. She released his head. "Ah! Vegeta, we've been making out in public!!" She said. Vegeta was staring ahead. "I was making out...with..YOU." He said. He started to wipe his face off like mad with his shirt. "You're so stupid." Bulma said. "It's just a little slobber. Even YAMCHA complained I did that too much. And he's aincent history!!" Vegeta stuck his head in the fountain to rid himself of more Bulma germs. Then he shook the water out of his hair. "I think we'd better get up before I do anything I'll regret again." He said. "Come on." And then he got up and left her on the side of the fountain.
Bulma bought a lot more slut outfits like the one she was wearing at the current moment and some more dresses that Vegeta liked. When they were finally ready to head home they were both exhausted. "Oh boy. That was an exhausting day.." Vegeta said, as he collapsed on the couch at Capsule Corporation. Bulma sat down next to him. "Wanna finish what we started in the mall Vegeta? Please? I was enjoying it soo much!" She told him. Vegeta shushed her rudely and turned on his Star Trek. "Nuh-Uh. T.V." He said. Vegeta saw Bulma pout cutely and then walk into the kitchen. "You want anything?" She yelled back at him. Vegeta shifted around to get a better veiw of Star Trek. "Uh...How about some Coke and some chips?" He asked her. In a couple of minutes she came back with his Coke and chips. "Sit up 'so you don't get anything on the couch." Bulma said. Vegeta obeyed, and Bulma gave him the Coke and sat the chips on the coffee table. She started working on an invention plan in her lap. Vegeta glanced over her shoulder to see what she was doing. He was smacking in her ears. "What'cha doing?" He asked. Bulma pushed his face away. "Quit smacking in my ear. And I'm redoing the plans I was making for your armor. Remember, I was going to make one for everyone until you so rudely destroyed my plan." Vegeta nodded slowley.
When Veggie was ready to go to bed, Bulma bid him goodnight. She said she had to stay up really late to finish her project. "Vegeta, say..if you decide something..than just come find me. K?" She asked. Vegeta slowley nodded. ".....K." He said. Before he could stop Bulma she came up and pecked him on the cheek lightly. "Good night, VEGGIE." She said and then sat down. Vegeta shrugged and headed up to his room. He stripped down to his underwear and got in between the cold sheets. He looked out the window to relax himself. Tomorrow, I'm going to train ALL day. He said to himself. Then the woman won't be there to...distract me. She won't even SEE me, and I'm not going to let her barge in like I've been letting her do all day. When he was satasfied with his thoughts he closed his eyes. But when he was on the brink of sleep he thought he heard the door hinge creaking. "Son of a b*tch!! Will you EVER leave me alone!" He shouted, pretty much guessing who it was. But when he turned around it was not Bulma. It was one of the cats who had wondered inside the room because he haden't shut the door all the way. "Get out." He said to it. He ki blasted by its feet to make it run and then closed the door all the way. Then he got back into bed and went to sleep.
The next morning when he walked down the stairs Bulma ran up to him and immedeantly grabbed his hands. "Good morning, Vegeta!!" She chimed. Vegeta was a bit puzzled. "Uh..good morning to you too. Why so happy?" He asked. He then remembered his vow to train all day. After breakfast, After breakfast. His wondering mind told him. "Because! I made a special breakfast just for you! And you know why?! Mom and Dad are going into town this evening for 5 days, leaving the house to us!!" Vegeta nodded slowley. "Why are you happy about that? What, do you think they're getting in the way of anything?" He said. Bulma looked at Veggie like he was a dumbo. "Yes!" She said. "HELLLOOO. Anybody in there?" She thunked him on the forehead with the heel of her hand. "Stoppit!!" Vegeta snapped. Then he realized what she'd wanted him to recall. He quickly drug her into his room where they could be alone. "Now Bulma, if you think the reason I don't want to be your lover is because your parents....then you're wrong. It's nothing of the sort..." He said. Bulma looked up at him with sadness in her large blue eyes. She stepped a bit closer to him. "Then what is it? Do you think I'm ugly? Do you think my sex is bad?" She pleaded. Vegeta smiled a bit when she said this. "No......I don't think you're ugly..." He said, reaching out and gently stroking her blue affro,"And your sex is..*giggle* DEFININTLY not bad." Bulma smiled. "Then WHY WON'T YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND?" She almost screamed at him. Vegeta backed up and tripped over the bed, causing him to sit on it. He acted like he wanted to sit on it.
"Because....uh..."
"Say it!!"
"Because I'm a Saiyan, and Saiyan's have pride..."
"Is THIS what it's about again!!" Bulma said, laughing. Vegeta blushed. "Not entirely." He grumbled. "But partly. About a fourth. It's really actually BARELY why I don't want to be in a relationship with ya." "Then tell me the truth. A saiyan with 'Pride' would not lie." Bulma said. She went and sat on the bed by him. "I can sit here all day and wait for your answer, Mr.Vegeta." She commented. Vegeta really didn't think he could stand a whole day with BULMA standing by him so he quickly told her the reason. "BECAUSETHENEVERYONEWILLFINDOUTANDTHENTHEY'LLLAUGHATMEANDSAY'LOOKTHEPRINCEHA SAGIRLFRIEND!'ANDTHENTHEY'LLMAKEFUNOFME!!IDONTWANTEVERYONETOTHINKIACTUALLYLO VESOMEONE!!"He jumbled up. Bulma stared at him funny. "Take a deep breath...and start over." She told him reassuringly. Vegeta took a deep breath and said, "Because then everyone will find out. EVERYONE. I'll be ashamed." He said.
Bulma stared at him a little bit. "Do you really care what people think THAT much?" She asked him. Vegeta nodded. "Yes." He told her. Bulma stared at him a second more and then started to laugh. "Oh my gosh, Vegeta! You crack me up!!" She chortled, laughing into his side and beating on his legs. Vegeta curled a fist up in her hair and yanked her head up so her face was where he could talk to her. "You'll be wise to be quiet, woman, or I'll give you a nose bleed!" He told her. He saw fear sprouted in her blue, blue eyes and felt instantly guilty. He released her head and then rubbed it. "Sorry. Your hair O.k?" He asked. Bulma nodded. "Yes. I don't blame you. Mom said I can be rilly annoying sometimes." She told him. She sat back up and it made Vegeta want to lay her. She was wearing a halter bra and some really short shorts today. He thought her stomach, arms, and legs were just so beautiful that he'd love to kiss them over and over again.
"What? Is there something on my shirt--or bra, I mean?" Bulma asked him. She had noticed he was staring at her intently. Vegeta shook his head. "No. But let me ask you something. Do you DELIGHT in dressing like a slut?" He said. He poked her in the stomach, which was completly showing from the extremly high halter bra. Bulma giggled and smacked his hand away. "Don't! And No, I'm NOT dressed like a slut. You just think I am because you like me to dress old fashioned." Vegeta scooted closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. "You know....I don't think it's at ALL sexy for your stomach to be showing like that.." He said. Bulma shrugged. "So...are you impliying that I change into one of the stupid little things you wanted me to buy?" She asked. Vegeta nodded. "Yes." He said. Bulma looked at him for a minute and then stood up. "O.K. Wait here." She said. But when she left the room Vegeta ran like a bat out of hell OUT of the room, where he sat down and began to eat.
When Bulma came back into the room she saw that me Vegeta was GONE. "Vegeta, you idiot.." She told herself. She walked downstairs and found him sitting with her parents at the table. "Hello." She said, and sat down. Mrs.Breifs looked up. "What persuaded you to change clothes?" She asked. Bulma shrugged and glared at Veggie, who smirked and shoveled in some bacon. "This is the first good thing you've ever cooked for about the two or so months I been here, Bulma." He said. "Way to go." He shoveled the last of his dinner into his mouth and then stood up. "I'm goinga was GONE. "Vegeta, you idiot.." She told herself. She walked downstairs and found him sitting with her parents at the table. "Hello." She said, and sat down. Mrs.Breifs looked up. "What persuaded you to change clothes?" She asked. Bulma s Bulma shrugged. "I dunno." She said. But she knew the answer to that. Even though Vegeta refused to be Bulma's guy, he was still acting very affectionate.
Vegeta turned the G.R. up to 450 times normal gravity and felt the exhausting force again, almost causing his knees to buckle. A couple of his muscles and joints screamed in protest because he had been so hurt lately. He flew into the air and did a couple flips, but it got him thinking about Bulma all over again. He was thinking about how beautiful she was, and how the color of her hair was awesome, and how she had a rack that just WOULDEN'T QUIT!! He thought about how much he'd love to be her guy but could not, because of the certain reasons he'd mentioned to her earlier. He had been secretly hoping she'd follow him into the Gravity Room. His prayers were answered after about 25 minutes. He was up in the air when the door swung open.
"Hiya, Vegeta!!" Bulma said as he crashed to the floor from the sudden gravity decrease. He groaned as his back screamed. "Hiya, WOMAN. Could you possibly just let me-" Bulma walked up to him and kneeled beside him. "I'm wearing your dress. You like it?" She asked. Vegeta looked up into her face, which was hanging over his because she was crouching over him. "Yes. It's wonderful." He said, sitting up. He sighed out really big. "Now get OUT. I'm training. I didn't say I wanted a fashion show." She was sad. "But you told me to put it on!!" She griped at him. "And you TOLD me to so I DID! Doesen't that tell you what commitment I have?" Vegeta stood up and walked over to the Gravity Machine. "Go away before I turn this thing on and crush your bones to dust." He grumbled. Bulma walked up behind him. "I don't think you'd do that, now, do YOU?" She said. Vegeta nodded. "Yes. I'd do it without a second thought." He stated. "So, get out--" Bulma grabbed him from behind. "No you wouldent..." She murmered into his ear. Then she kissed him on it as hard as she could. Vegeta chuckled despite himself and turned his head tworeds hers. Surprisingly, Bulma saw him pooch out his lips--asking for a kiss. Bulma gladly took his offer and pecked him on the lips. Vegeta jerked his head away after only this peck, though. He caressed her arms, which were still around his waist and the hands folded on his tummy. Bulma started to nibble on his neck in a sensual way as he spoke to her. "I hope you didn't come to ask me about being your boyfriend agian, because the answer remains the same--no." He said to her. Bulma's sensual nibbles became sexual and Vegeta wasen't sure if he wanted to stay with that answer. He felt her tounge dart across his neck as she licked it in between her kissings. Then she rested her chin on his shoulder. "Why, Vegeta? Nobody would ever find out unless we told them. I woulden't tell unless you gave me permission." She said.
Vegeta noticed her hands start to eep underneath his white muscle shirt. "They would find out....by the way we act around eachother. And if a child comes out of it all-" Bulma kissed the side of his neck. "No child will come out of it, I promise. We'll use everything we can to keep from that happening. And DO everything we can to keep from anyone finding out. And if they do; we'll just act as if we broke up and then keep it a secret." She told him. Vegeta started to think about this. It WAS a possibility.. He felt her perfectly manicured fingernails trace patterns over his abs and shuddered. He really wanted to her for his but the matter of his Saiyan pride..He just coulden't quit thinking about it. Bulma, who felt his shudder, hugged him up really closely. "No. Still my answer." Vegeta said. Bulma sighed and released him. "O.K...Vegeta...but,...I'll do anything I CAN to convince you." She said. Vegeta was trying to imagine she was STILL kissing his neck, and STILL hugging him.... "Vegeta? Earth to Vegeta!" She said. Vegeta snapped out of it. "Oh. Sorry." He said. Bulma walked up and grabbed his cheeks, then kissed him really hard. "You stay here and..train, Veggie." She told him. Then she left him to do his push-ups and sit-ups.
That night Vegeta coulden't sleep no matter how hard he tried. He had wondered into the kitchen and ate a cookie or two and now he was headed back tworeds his room. But as he was heading back tworeds his room, he noticed the door to Bulma's room open and the cat curled up on her stomach. She's gonna start sneezing and things. He said to himself. I'd better get that cat offa her. He tiptoed carefully into the room and nudged the cat with a finger. "Hey kitty! Off Bulma, please!" He exclaimed. He poked it again. "Hey!" But the cat was sleeping so it just stayed there. Vegeta sighed really big. He picked the startled cat off, and then it ran out the door when he dropped it. He was about to turn and leave when he saw Bulma was sleeping in nothing but a bra and underwear. How sexy he thought her body was... He decided to sit down by her on the bed and watch her sleep for a while. She was such a beautiful creature, and he treated her like pond scum. He all the sudden felt bad.
Before he could stop himself, he was caressing her cheek with a hand. While she was SLEEPING. Vegeta noticed her cuddle her face against his hand in her sleep. How cute. Vegeta thought with a smile. He stroked her blue hair, just noticing how pretty it was. Her eyes opened the slightest; and then groggily closed again. "She's restless." Vegeta said to himself. He then realized what he was doing and backed away from her like she was sick or something. He thought about how GROSS it was to touch someone in their sleep. "Vegeta, what's happening to you?" He asked himself, and then stood up to leave. But he heard a voice speak up and say 'You're sick' in a humorous tone. Vegeta whirled around to see she was sitting up. "Oh! Hi, Bulma! Heh.heh.." Bulma put her hands on her hips. "You were making moves on me in my sleep weren't you?" She asked. "That's pretty d@mn low...." Vegeta looked at the ground. He was ashamed for what he had been doing. "I'm sorry. I'm a man; so I'm naturally a bit of a pervert." He said. Bulma shrugged. "I liked it just as well. So what's the matter; can't sleep?" She asked. Vegeta kicked the ground with a foot. "Yeah." He answered. "Can't sleep." Bulma thought. "Hmm...Oh, I've got an idea! I can make you some warm milk so you can sleep!!" She said. She slipped on a robe and led him into the kitchen where she fixed him some warm milk and sat by him at the table while he drank it. "Tomorrow I'm gonna hafta train a lot for the androids. Just about 2 and a half years now." He said. "But I'll bet I can beat their @sses once I reach Super Saiyan." Bulma rolled her eyes at this statement. "Please quit trying. You'll end up killing yourself one of these days." She told him. Vegeta twirled his finger around in the steaming hot milk. It was burning his finger but he really wasen't paying attention. "They can't be THAT tough. They're just robots." He said. But little did he know, in about two and a half years like he said, he'd end up getting his head gashed, his arms broke and almost KILLED by these 'robots', and he'd get his pride shattered. Poor Veggie. "JUST robots? That kid from the future sounded pretty serious about them. I think you should be weary of them even if you ARE a Super Saiyan. I don't know what I'd do if you were to die. Just be miserable, I guess." Bulma advised. Vegeta mocked her mouth movements and rolled his eyes. "Yeah whatever." He grumbled. He snorted air out his mouth and then took a drink of his warm milk. He was finally starting to get drifty-eyed. "Maybe you should just stop trying to KILL yourself with impossible gravity levels." Bulma said. "Putting strain on yourself isn't the way to beat them." "What do you know about fighting, hm? I've never seen YOU put your own life in danger to beat an extraterristrial." Vegeta grumbled. "But that would be rather hilarious to see." He gulped down the rest of his warm milk. "I've seen you....but YOU were doing it for your own benifit. Not for everyone elses, like Goku and Krillin." Bulma said. Vegeta growled at Goku's name and stood up. "I've gotta go to sleep. Good night." He said. He stomped into the bedroom. Idiot woman. He thought, and put himself between the sheets. There, he closed his eyes and finally got some rest.
Vegeta was on the balcolny, sitting in one of the chairs with some lemonade about 3 days later when Mrs.Breifs walked up to him. "Hey, Vegeta, I made a cake. It's on the table." She said. Vegeta nodded his approval and sipped a drink out of his lemonade. Bulma had left on a trip to get some parts for the 'armor' and she'd be back tomorrow. She had been gone since the morning after they had their talk that night. "What's the matter, sugar? How come you look so sad?" Mrs.Breifs asked Veggie. Vegeta sighed and this time took a huge gulp of his lemonade. "Nothing's the matter. Now go away and leave me alone." She had come home from her little 'trip' with Dr.Breifs early. Vegeta guessed this was just as well, because it put an end to his lonliness. This got him thinking about the androids and that kid from the future. Bulma kept telling him how much the kid looking like him. Did you see his face? If he was frowning, I could mistake him for you when you're standing side to side. she had told him. "Psh." Vegeta said. "That kid had PURPLE hair." He turned his mind back on the androids he was to face in two and a half years.
The day was relatively boring without Bulma there, and he just spent the whole time she was gone in the G.R. busting his @$$. He was terrible sore by the time he finally pulled himself into bed that night. Tomorrow, she comes home. He thought. Then he yawned and closed his oynx-colored eyes.
The next day was even more boring to him. He sat down at the table and began doodling, just for the fun of it. I need to train so I can become a Super Saiyan. I need to train so I can become a Super Saiyan. His mind kept repeating to him. But he just ignored it and took a bite of his cereal. He had decided that he'd stay in the living room and wait for Bulma to walk into the door, and then he'd run up and hug her just as hard as he could. He had been thinking over the 3 days she'd been gone, thinking about her question and the answer he'd given. He felt so guilty when she had walked out the door without a man to say 'Goodbye, I love you' when she DID have a man to say that to, if he'd just accept being her boyfriend.
There was no turning back now. He'd made his decision and he wasen't going back on it. He would BE her lover, come hell or high water, and he'd make SURE nobody was to ever find out about their relationship. Even though it was HIM, the Prince of all Saiyans, the biggest jerk on Earth saying this.....it still fit. He was such a lonely man, and Bulma was the right thing to satisfy his needs...both mental and sexual.
He ate and ate and ate and ate without looking at the clock until 12:00 noon.
"Woman, where's your daughter!!? It's 12:00 noon and she should be home by now! She said she'd be here by 10:00 AM and she promised me." Vegeta griped to Mrs.Breifs. He was following her all about the house, whining about the fact that Bulma had not yet come home. "Nothing happened to her, Vegeta, she's fine! Now can't you help me do laundry or something?" Mrs. Briefs said. Vegeta groaned hopelessley and waved her off. Then he walked into Bulma's bedroom. "I make my final desicion and she's GONE while I do so. Shows how much she cares." He told himself. He started to make her bed and noticed just how much he smelled her scent on it, and the smell of her J.Lo purfume. It was a beautiful smell.
He observed the many pictures of her and Yamcha and her parents on the wall with big Xs over the pictures of Yamcha's face. It was quite obvious that she really didn't like him anymore and had her mind set on Vegeta! Vegeta was glad that she'd be a faithful woman and always stick by his side....once she came home and officially became his girlfriend. That brought the sickening feeling back to Vegeta that something bad might have happened to her...something he didn't even want to think about. Maybe her plane crashed? Maybe she was kidnapped, raped, or even worse, KILLED? The thought brought tears stinging to his eyes and he realized that more that anything he needed a nice and long nap. Sleeping in Bulma's bed woulden't be to bad. I'd get to smell her even better. He thought. So, before he knew it, he was climbing in between the covers and getting a little nap.
When Vegeta woke up later at 5:00 PM Bulma was still not at the Capsule Corp. He was so worried now that he felt like throwing up. Bulma, PLEASE come home! I'm so worried! He thought. You said you'd be home TODAY, in the MORNING, and it doesen't look like you're going to keep your word. But then again, how can the dead keep their word? He trampled that thought dead out of his mind and slunk onto the couch. He layed down on the couch and buried his teary eyes into the sticky leather. When he got ahold of himself just enough to pull his head off the couch he turned on the T.V. to a romance/tragedy movie. "Is the whole world against me today?!!" He shouted, turning the channel and crying into the couch somemore.
It was finally the end of that horrible day, the longest day of Vegeta's life. He slunk into the hall to head to his room, but then saw the door to Bulma's room standing wide open and agape. "I'm just going to sleep in your bed Bulma. No offense." He said to a bulma that was not even in the house. He walked over and got between the covers, where he started to snooze.
Bulma came home at 1:00 AM. "Vegeta, I'm home!" She called out. But no Vegeta ran up. "Oh, of course. He's probably asleep." Bulma told herself. She started to walk tworeds Vegeta's room. But as she walked down the hall to get to his room she noticed the door to her room was open and a shape was in her bed. "Huh? Veggie?" She said to herself. She aimlessley tiptoed to the edge of the bed, where she saw him sleeping all sprawled across the bed. HER BED. "Oh, Vegeta....." She said to herself, in great pity of Vegeta. She stroked a hand through his black and sweaty hair. "I know I didn't come home when I said I would....and I'm sorry." She told the sleeping man. "You must have been so worried!!"
Before she knew what she was doing she had slid in bed besides the man. Then she wrapped her arms around him and held him close, snuggling her head into his chest. Then, in a gentle voice she whispered, "Vegeta. Wake up. I'm home." She felt Vegeta's muscles twitch as he stirred at the sound of her voice and the feel of her breath on his chest. "Vegeta!" She whispered. She used a sharper, no-nonsense voice this time and Vegeta's eyes snapped open. "Bu-Bulma..." He muttered. Bulma looked into his face and nodded. "Yep. It's me!Hello!" She told him.
Vegeta just blinked at her for a second. Then, he wrapped his strong arms around her and hugged her as tight as he could. "Oh, Bulma...I was so worried because you didn't come home, and-" He then realized he was showing the very thing he dispised-love. He immedeantly stopped in the middle of his sentence. He just hugged her so tight she thought her eyes would bug out and pop. Then he released her.
"Bulma...you've changed my mind." He told her. Bulma didn't get what he said at first. "What?" She asked him. Vegeta smiled a little and stroked her hair. "You changed my mind." He said. Bulma looked at his face a little longer, and then a smile spread across her face. "Really?" She asked. Vegeta nodded wildly. "Really." Bulma giggled and then hugged him in close. Then they both went to sleep holding eachother in their arms.
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So it starts....anyways, I hope you liked that chapter. The days were a little short I know, but I wanted Bulma to get home fast so they could be lovers. And I'm very sorry if my Vegeta has started to lose character...he'll gain it again once Bulma gets pregnant with Trunks and he reaches Super Saiyan. -luv, luvssaintbernards
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any other trademarked materials in this fanfiction.
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They walked back out into the mall after Bulma had boughten the gorgeous(or at least to Vegeta) brown, old fashioned dress. "Where to next?" Bulma asked Vegeta. Vegeta was looking around the mall with rising amazement. There was so many STORES in this place! He noticed one that had a bunch of animals in it. "Pet store." He said. Bulma sighed and steered him tworeds it. "Men and animals, sheesh." She said. When they walked in, they were greeted by a grey-and-white cocker spaniel. "aww!" Bulma exclaimed. She picked up the dog and hugged it to her chest. She allowed it to lick her all over her gorgeous face and smear her make- up. "Discusting. You could get Palegra." Vegeta said.
Bulma extended the animal out tworeds Vegeta. "Wanna hold it? I think it likes you!!" She said. But Vegeta wasen't so sure. The animal was cowering back against Bulma's chest. Either it's scared of me...or it likes Bulma's chest just as much as I do. Vegeta thought. "Ooh...It's O.K! Vegeta woulden't hurt you!!" Bulma told the dog before tauntly plopping it into Vegeta's folded arms. Vegeta just let the dog roll off his arms and plop to the floor, making Bulma gasp and cover her mouth with a hand. "Vegeta, how mean! It could have died!" Bulma said. She playfully pushed him and then walked over to a small kittens cage.
Vegeta let her play with it for a second and then walked over there to see it for himself. It was a calico kitten that was enjoying Bulma as she petted it on the head. She was going gaa-gaa over it. "Bulma, what's so great about a kitten?" Vegeta asked. Instead of giving Vegeta a word answer she took the kitten out of the cage and held it out to him. "Hold the kitten!" She told him. Vegeta looked from Bulma's face to the kitten, from Bulma's face to the kitten, back again. "But it's....discusting! I only wanted to come in here because I thought you would like it!!" Bulma put the kitten on his head, forcing him to jerk his arms up and grab the kitten. He stared at it with discust. "Don't hold him like that! And pet him!" Bulma said. Vegeta held the cat like he'd seen Bulma do and then just STARED at it without touching it except for his arms holding it. Bulma gently grabbed his hand and stroked it down the kitten's back. "Like that. You think you can do it?" Bulma asked. Vegeta started to pet the kitten on the back, and it purred and cuddled against his chest. Vegeta slightly smirked at it as it rubbed against him. "See? You have a nice and loving side too I'm afraid." Bulma said. Vegeta then threw the kitten back into its cage. "There. I held it. You happy? Now can we PLEASE get out of here? My eyes are starting to itch." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Oh, fine. Come on." She said. Vegeta happily followed her out of the Pet Shop and back into the mall.
Vegeta and Bulma were sitting on the edge of a mall fountain, admiring its beauty. They had both thrown all the single pennies Bulma owned into the fountain. "The fountain is pretty isn't it?" Bulma asked Vegeta. Vegeta nodded. "A little I guess." He said. He twirled his finger around in it and watched the pattern it made it the water. Having Bulma around him was making him slightly nervous, like a falling feeling. And everytime her hand so much as brushed past him, he'd shudder. Then Bulma would giggle and make him embarrassed beyond all thoughts and reasons. He was just thinking about this when he felt Bulma softly lay her smaller, feminine hand down on his bigger and masculine one. His every muscle tensed and his eyes got wide, and a weird feeling passed throughout his whole body. This weird feeling seemed to get even WEIRDER when she scooted closer to him and wrapped her arm around his midsection. "Buh-hulma...whuh-what are you doing..." Vegeta stuttered. "Get your arm off me. Let me go." Bulma scooted herself even closer to him and nuzzled his cheek. "You look so HOT sitting in that position.." She breathed into his ear. Vegeta tried to shimmy away, but she held him close with a deadly grip; as if he were hers and nobody elses. Vegeta was getting a little bit scared. Not scared that she'd rape him or something, because he certainly woulden't let that happen--scared that Bulma's mental health was at stake. "Nuh-uh-uh....We don't want you to get away, now do we?" Bulma asked, then she ran her beautiful hand up his chest and kissed him so hard it took his breath away. Vegeta found himself slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer. He haden't felt like this since last night, since the special moments they had shared in the shower. He ran his hands up the small of her back as he kissed her very hard on the lips. Then he pulled her up into his lap and kissed her harder. He felt her busy hands caress his hair and neck as she macked him with all of her strength. Bulma then realized what they were doing...in public..before Vegeta realized he'd been kissing the 'low-class woman'. She released his head. "Ah! Vegeta, we've been making out in public!!" She said. Vegeta was staring ahead. "I was making out...with..YOU." He said. He started to wipe his face off like mad with his shirt. "You're so stupid." Bulma said. "It's just a little slobber. Even YAMCHA complained I did that too much. And he's aincent history!!" Vegeta stuck his head in the fountain to rid himself of more Bulma germs. Then he shook the water out of his hair. "I think we'd better get up before I do anything I'll regret again." He said. "Come on." And then he got up and left her on the side of the fountain.
Bulma bought a lot more slut outfits like the one she was wearing at the current moment and some more dresses that Vegeta liked. When they were finally ready to head home they were both exhausted. "Oh boy. That was an exhausting day.." Vegeta said, as he collapsed on the couch at Capsule Corporation. Bulma sat down next to him. "Wanna finish what we started in the mall Vegeta? Please? I was enjoying it soo much!" She told him. Vegeta shushed her rudely and turned on his Star Trek. "Nuh-Uh. T.V." He said. Vegeta saw Bulma pout cutely and then walk into the kitchen. "You want anything?" She yelled back at him. Vegeta shifted around to get a better veiw of Star Trek. "Uh...How about some Coke and some chips?" He asked her. In a couple of minutes she came back with his Coke and chips. "Sit up 'so you don't get anything on the couch." Bulma said. Vegeta obeyed, and Bulma gave him the Coke and sat the chips on the coffee table. She started working on an invention plan in her lap. Vegeta glanced over her shoulder to see what she was doing. He was smacking in her ears. "What'cha doing?" He asked. Bulma pushed his face away. "Quit smacking in my ear. And I'm redoing the plans I was making for your armor. Remember, I was going to make one for everyone until you so rudely destroyed my plan." Vegeta nodded slowley.
When Veggie was ready to go to bed, Bulma bid him goodnight. She said she had to stay up really late to finish her project. "Vegeta, say..if you decide something..than just come find me. K?" She asked. Vegeta slowley nodded. ".....K." He said. Before he could stop Bulma she came up and pecked him on the cheek lightly. "Good night, VEGGIE." She said and then sat down. Vegeta shrugged and headed up to his room. He stripped down to his underwear and got in between the cold sheets. He looked out the window to relax himself. Tomorrow, I'm going to train ALL day. He said to himself. Then the woman won't be there to...distract me. She won't even SEE me, and I'm not going to let her barge in like I've been letting her do all day. When he was satasfied with his thoughts he closed his eyes. But when he was on the brink of sleep he thought he heard the door hinge creaking. "Son of a b*tch!! Will you EVER leave me alone!" He shouted, pretty much guessing who it was. But when he turned around it was not Bulma. It was one of the cats who had wondered inside the room because he haden't shut the door all the way. "Get out." He said to it. He ki blasted by its feet to make it run and then closed the door all the way. Then he got back into bed and went to sleep.
The next morning when he walked down the stairs Bulma ran up to him and immedeantly grabbed his hands. "Good morning, Vegeta!!" She chimed. Vegeta was a bit puzzled. "Uh..good morning to you too. Why so happy?" He asked. He then remembered his vow to train all day. After breakfast, After breakfast. His wondering mind told him. "Because! I made a special breakfast just for you! And you know why?! Mom and Dad are going into town this evening for 5 days, leaving the house to us!!" Vegeta nodded slowley. "Why are you happy about that? What, do you think they're getting in the way of anything?" He said. Bulma looked at Veggie like he was a dumbo. "Yes!" She said. "HELLLOOO. Anybody in there?" She thunked him on the forehead with the heel of her hand. "Stoppit!!" Vegeta snapped. Then he realized what she'd wanted him to recall. He quickly drug her into his room where they could be alone. "Now Bulma, if you think the reason I don't want to be your lover is because your parents....then you're wrong. It's nothing of the sort..." He said. Bulma looked up at him with sadness in her large blue eyes. She stepped a bit closer to him. "Then what is it? Do you think I'm ugly? Do you think my sex is bad?" She pleaded. Vegeta smiled a bit when she said this. "No......I don't think you're ugly..." He said, reaching out and gently stroking her blue affro,"And your sex is..*giggle* DEFININTLY not bad." Bulma smiled. "Then WHY WON'T YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND?" She almost screamed at him. Vegeta backed up and tripped over the bed, causing him to sit on it. He acted like he wanted to sit on it.
"Because....uh..."
"Say it!!"
"Because I'm a Saiyan, and Saiyan's have pride..."
"Is THIS what it's about again!!" Bulma said, laughing. Vegeta blushed. "Not entirely." He grumbled. "But partly. About a fourth. It's really actually BARELY why I don't want to be in a relationship with ya." "Then tell me the truth. A saiyan with 'Pride' would not lie." Bulma said. She went and sat on the bed by him. "I can sit here all day and wait for your answer, Mr.Vegeta." She commented. Vegeta really didn't think he could stand a whole day with BULMA standing by him so he quickly told her the reason. "BECAUSETHENEVERYONEWILLFINDOUTANDTHENTHEY'LLLAUGHATMEANDSAY'LOOKTHEPRINCEHA SAGIRLFRIEND!'ANDTHENTHEY'LLMAKEFUNOFME!!IDONTWANTEVERYONETOTHINKIACTUALLYLO VESOMEONE!!"He jumbled up. Bulma stared at him funny. "Take a deep breath...and start over." She told him reassuringly. Vegeta took a deep breath and said, "Because then everyone will find out. EVERYONE. I'll be ashamed." He said.
Bulma stared at him a little bit. "Do you really care what people think THAT much?" She asked him. Vegeta nodded. "Yes." He told her. Bulma stared at him a second more and then started to laugh. "Oh my gosh, Vegeta! You crack me up!!" She chortled, laughing into his side and beating on his legs. Vegeta curled a fist up in her hair and yanked her head up so her face was where he could talk to her. "You'll be wise to be quiet, woman, or I'll give you a nose bleed!" He told her. He saw fear sprouted in her blue, blue eyes and felt instantly guilty. He released her head and then rubbed it. "Sorry. Your hair O.k?" He asked. Bulma nodded. "Yes. I don't blame you. Mom said I can be rilly annoying sometimes." She told him. She sat back up and it made Vegeta want to lay her. She was wearing a halter bra and some really short shorts today. He thought her stomach, arms, and legs were just so beautiful that he'd love to kiss them over and over again.
"What? Is there something on my shirt--or bra, I mean?" Bulma asked him. She had noticed he was staring at her intently. Vegeta shook his head. "No. But let me ask you something. Do you DELIGHT in dressing like a slut?" He said. He poked her in the stomach, which was completly showing from the extremly high halter bra. Bulma giggled and smacked his hand away. "Don't! And No, I'm NOT dressed like a slut. You just think I am because you like me to dress old fashioned." Vegeta scooted closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. "You know....I don't think it's at ALL sexy for your stomach to be showing like that.." He said. Bulma shrugged. "So...are you impliying that I change into one of the stupid little things you wanted me to buy?" She asked. Vegeta nodded. "Yes." He said. Bulma looked at him for a minute and then stood up. "O.K. Wait here." She said. But when she left the room Vegeta ran like a bat out of hell OUT of the room, where he sat down and began to eat.
When Bulma came back into the room she saw that me Vegeta was GONE. "Vegeta, you idiot.." She told herself. She walked downstairs and found him sitting with her parents at the table. "Hello." She said, and sat down. Mrs.Breifs looked up. "What persuaded you to change clothes?" She asked. Bulma shrugged and glared at Veggie, who smirked and shoveled in some bacon. "This is the first good thing you've ever cooked for about the two or so months I been here, Bulma." He said. "Way to go." He shoveled the last of his dinner into his mouth and then stood up. "I'm goinga was GONE. "Vegeta, you idiot.." She told herself. She walked downstairs and found him sitting with her parents at the table. "Hello." She said, and sat down. Mrs.Breifs looked up. "What persuaded you to change clothes?" She asked. Bulma s Bulma shrugged. "I dunno." She said. But she knew the answer to that. Even though Vegeta refused to be Bulma's guy, he was still acting very affectionate.
Vegeta turned the G.R. up to 450 times normal gravity and felt the exhausting force again, almost causing his knees to buckle. A couple of his muscles and joints screamed in protest because he had been so hurt lately. He flew into the air and did a couple flips, but it got him thinking about Bulma all over again. He was thinking about how beautiful she was, and how the color of her hair was awesome, and how she had a rack that just WOULDEN'T QUIT!! He thought about how much he'd love to be her guy but could not, because of the certain reasons he'd mentioned to her earlier. He had been secretly hoping she'd follow him into the Gravity Room. His prayers were answered after about 25 minutes. He was up in the air when the door swung open.
"Hiya, Vegeta!!" Bulma said as he crashed to the floor from the sudden gravity decrease. He groaned as his back screamed. "Hiya, WOMAN. Could you possibly just let me-" Bulma walked up to him and kneeled beside him. "I'm wearing your dress. You like it?" She asked. Vegeta looked up into her face, which was hanging over his because she was crouching over him. "Yes. It's wonderful." He said, sitting up. He sighed out really big. "Now get OUT. I'm training. I didn't say I wanted a fashion show." She was sad. "But you told me to put it on!!" She griped at him. "And you TOLD me to so I DID! Doesen't that tell you what commitment I have?" Vegeta stood up and walked over to the Gravity Machine. "Go away before I turn this thing on and crush your bones to dust." He grumbled. Bulma walked up behind him. "I don't think you'd do that, now, do YOU?" She said. Vegeta nodded. "Yes. I'd do it without a second thought." He stated. "So, get out--" Bulma grabbed him from behind. "No you wouldent..." She murmered into his ear. Then she kissed him on it as hard as she could. Vegeta chuckled despite himself and turned his head tworeds hers. Surprisingly, Bulma saw him pooch out his lips--asking for a kiss. Bulma gladly took his offer and pecked him on the lips. Vegeta jerked his head away after only this peck, though. He caressed her arms, which were still around his waist and the hands folded on his tummy. Bulma started to nibble on his neck in a sensual way as he spoke to her. "I hope you didn't come to ask me about being your boyfriend agian, because the answer remains the same--no." He said to her. Bulma's sensual nibbles became sexual and Vegeta wasen't sure if he wanted to stay with that answer. He felt her tounge dart across his neck as she licked it in between her kissings. Then she rested her chin on his shoulder. "Why, Vegeta? Nobody would ever find out unless we told them. I woulden't tell unless you gave me permission." She said.
Vegeta noticed her hands start to eep underneath his white muscle shirt. "They would find out....by the way we act around eachother. And if a child comes out of it all-" Bulma kissed the side of his neck. "No child will come out of it, I promise. We'll use everything we can to keep from that happening. And DO everything we can to keep from anyone finding out. And if they do; we'll just act as if we broke up and then keep it a secret." She told him. Vegeta started to think about this. It WAS a possibility.. He felt her perfectly manicured fingernails trace patterns over his abs and shuddered. He really wanted to her for his but the matter of his Saiyan pride..He just coulden't quit thinking about it. Bulma, who felt his shudder, hugged him up really closely. "No. Still my answer." Vegeta said. Bulma sighed and released him. "O.K...Vegeta...but,...I'll do anything I CAN to convince you." She said. Vegeta was trying to imagine she was STILL kissing his neck, and STILL hugging him.... "Vegeta? Earth to Vegeta!" She said. Vegeta snapped out of it. "Oh. Sorry." He said. Bulma walked up and grabbed his cheeks, then kissed him really hard. "You stay here and..train, Veggie." She told him. Then she left him to do his push-ups and sit-ups.
That night Vegeta coulden't sleep no matter how hard he tried. He had wondered into the kitchen and ate a cookie or two and now he was headed back tworeds his room. But as he was heading back tworeds his room, he noticed the door to Bulma's room open and the cat curled up on her stomach. She's gonna start sneezing and things. He said to himself. I'd better get that cat offa her. He tiptoed carefully into the room and nudged the cat with a finger. "Hey kitty! Off Bulma, please!" He exclaimed. He poked it again. "Hey!" But the cat was sleeping so it just stayed there. Vegeta sighed really big. He picked the startled cat off, and then it ran out the door when he dropped it. He was about to turn and leave when he saw Bulma was sleeping in nothing but a bra and underwear. How sexy he thought her body was... He decided to sit down by her on the bed and watch her sleep for a while. She was such a beautiful creature, and he treated her like pond scum. He all the sudden felt bad.
Before he could stop himself, he was caressing her cheek with a hand. While she was SLEEPING. Vegeta noticed her cuddle her face against his hand in her sleep. How cute. Vegeta thought with a smile. He stroked her blue hair, just noticing how pretty it was. Her eyes opened the slightest; and then groggily closed again. "She's restless." Vegeta said to himself. He then realized what he was doing and backed away from her like she was sick or something. He thought about how GROSS it was to touch someone in their sleep. "Vegeta, what's happening to you?" He asked himself, and then stood up to leave. But he heard a voice speak up and say 'You're sick' in a humorous tone. Vegeta whirled around to see she was sitting up. "Oh! Hi, Bulma! Heh.heh.." Bulma put her hands on her hips. "You were making moves on me in my sleep weren't you?" She asked. "That's pretty d@mn low...." Vegeta looked at the ground. He was ashamed for what he had been doing. "I'm sorry. I'm a man; so I'm naturally a bit of a pervert." He said. Bulma shrugged. "I liked it just as well. So what's the matter; can't sleep?" She asked. Vegeta kicked the ground with a foot. "Yeah." He answered. "Can't sleep." Bulma thought. "Hmm...Oh, I've got an idea! I can make you some warm milk so you can sleep!!" She said. She slipped on a robe and led him into the kitchen where she fixed him some warm milk and sat by him at the table while he drank it. "Tomorrow I'm gonna hafta train a lot for the androids. Just about 2 and a half years now." He said. "But I'll bet I can beat their @sses once I reach Super Saiyan." Bulma rolled her eyes at this statement. "Please quit trying. You'll end up killing yourself one of these days." She told him. Vegeta twirled his finger around in the steaming hot milk. It was burning his finger but he really wasen't paying attention. "They can't be THAT tough. They're just robots." He said. But little did he know, in about two and a half years like he said, he'd end up getting his head gashed, his arms broke and almost KILLED by these 'robots', and he'd get his pride shattered. Poor Veggie. "JUST robots? That kid from the future sounded pretty serious about them. I think you should be weary of them even if you ARE a Super Saiyan. I don't know what I'd do if you were to die. Just be miserable, I guess." Bulma advised. Vegeta mocked her mouth movements and rolled his eyes. "Yeah whatever." He grumbled. He snorted air out his mouth and then took a drink of his warm milk. He was finally starting to get drifty-eyed. "Maybe you should just stop trying to KILL yourself with impossible gravity levels." Bulma said. "Putting strain on yourself isn't the way to beat them." "What do you know about fighting, hm? I've never seen YOU put your own life in danger to beat an extraterristrial." Vegeta grumbled. "But that would be rather hilarious to see." He gulped down the rest of his warm milk. "I've seen you....but YOU were doing it for your own benifit. Not for everyone elses, like Goku and Krillin." Bulma said. Vegeta growled at Goku's name and stood up. "I've gotta go to sleep. Good night." He said. He stomped into the bedroom. Idiot woman. He thought, and put himself between the sheets. There, he closed his eyes and finally got some rest.
Vegeta was on the balcolny, sitting in one of the chairs with some lemonade about 3 days later when Mrs.Breifs walked up to him. "Hey, Vegeta, I made a cake. It's on the table." She said. Vegeta nodded his approval and sipped a drink out of his lemonade. Bulma had left on a trip to get some parts for the 'armor' and she'd be back tomorrow. She had been gone since the morning after they had their talk that night. "What's the matter, sugar? How come you look so sad?" Mrs.Breifs asked Veggie. Vegeta sighed and this time took a huge gulp of his lemonade. "Nothing's the matter. Now go away and leave me alone." She had come home from her little 'trip' with Dr.Breifs early. Vegeta guessed this was just as well, because it put an end to his lonliness. This got him thinking about the androids and that kid from the future. Bulma kept telling him how much the kid looking like him. Did you see his face? If he was frowning, I could mistake him for you when you're standing side to side. she had told him. "Psh." Vegeta said. "That kid had PURPLE hair." He turned his mind back on the androids he was to face in two and a half years.
The day was relatively boring without Bulma there, and he just spent the whole time she was gone in the G.R. busting his @$$. He was terrible sore by the time he finally pulled himself into bed that night. Tomorrow, she comes home. He thought. Then he yawned and closed his oynx-colored eyes.
The next day was even more boring to him. He sat down at the table and began doodling, just for the fun of it. I need to train so I can become a Super Saiyan. I need to train so I can become a Super Saiyan. His mind kept repeating to him. But he just ignored it and took a bite of his cereal. He had decided that he'd stay in the living room and wait for Bulma to walk into the door, and then he'd run up and hug her just as hard as he could. He had been thinking over the 3 days she'd been gone, thinking about her question and the answer he'd given. He felt so guilty when she had walked out the door without a man to say 'Goodbye, I love you' when she DID have a man to say that to, if he'd just accept being her boyfriend.
There was no turning back now. He'd made his decision and he wasen't going back on it. He would BE her lover, come hell or high water, and he'd make SURE nobody was to ever find out about their relationship. Even though it was HIM, the Prince of all Saiyans, the biggest jerk on Earth saying this.....it still fit. He was such a lonely man, and Bulma was the right thing to satisfy his needs...both mental and sexual.
He ate and ate and ate and ate without looking at the clock until 12:00 noon.
"Woman, where's your daughter!!? It's 12:00 noon and she should be home by now! She said she'd be here by 10:00 AM and she promised me." Vegeta griped to Mrs.Breifs. He was following her all about the house, whining about the fact that Bulma had not yet come home. "Nothing happened to her, Vegeta, she's fine! Now can't you help me do laundry or something?" Mrs. Briefs said. Vegeta groaned hopelessley and waved her off. Then he walked into Bulma's bedroom. "I make my final desicion and she's GONE while I do so. Shows how much she cares." He told himself. He started to make her bed and noticed just how much he smelled her scent on it, and the smell of her J.Lo purfume. It was a beautiful smell.
He observed the many pictures of her and Yamcha and her parents on the wall with big Xs over the pictures of Yamcha's face. It was quite obvious that she really didn't like him anymore and had her mind set on Vegeta! Vegeta was glad that she'd be a faithful woman and always stick by his side....once she came home and officially became his girlfriend. That brought the sickening feeling back to Vegeta that something bad might have happened to her...something he didn't even want to think about. Maybe her plane crashed? Maybe she was kidnapped, raped, or even worse, KILLED? The thought brought tears stinging to his eyes and he realized that more that anything he needed a nice and long nap. Sleeping in Bulma's bed woulden't be to bad. I'd get to smell her even better. He thought. So, before he knew it, he was climbing in between the covers and getting a little nap.
When Vegeta woke up later at 5:00 PM Bulma was still not at the Capsule Corp. He was so worried now that he felt like throwing up. Bulma, PLEASE come home! I'm so worried! He thought. You said you'd be home TODAY, in the MORNING, and it doesen't look like you're going to keep your word. But then again, how can the dead keep their word? He trampled that thought dead out of his mind and slunk onto the couch. He layed down on the couch and buried his teary eyes into the sticky leather. When he got ahold of himself just enough to pull his head off the couch he turned on the T.V. to a romance/tragedy movie. "Is the whole world against me today?!!" He shouted, turning the channel and crying into the couch somemore.
It was finally the end of that horrible day, the longest day of Vegeta's life. He slunk into the hall to head to his room, but then saw the door to Bulma's room standing wide open and agape. "I'm just going to sleep in your bed Bulma. No offense." He said to a bulma that was not even in the house. He walked over and got between the covers, where he started to snooze.
Bulma came home at 1:00 AM. "Vegeta, I'm home!" She called out. But no Vegeta ran up. "Oh, of course. He's probably asleep." Bulma told herself. She started to walk tworeds Vegeta's room. But as she walked down the hall to get to his room she noticed the door to her room was open and a shape was in her bed. "Huh? Veggie?" She said to herself. She aimlessley tiptoed to the edge of the bed, where she saw him sleeping all sprawled across the bed. HER BED. "Oh, Vegeta....." She said to herself, in great pity of Vegeta. She stroked a hand through his black and sweaty hair. "I know I didn't come home when I said I would....and I'm sorry." She told the sleeping man. "You must have been so worried!!"
Before she knew what she was doing she had slid in bed besides the man. Then she wrapped her arms around him and held him close, snuggling her head into his chest. Then, in a gentle voice she whispered, "Vegeta. Wake up. I'm home." She felt Vegeta's muscles twitch as he stirred at the sound of her voice and the feel of her breath on his chest. "Vegeta!" She whispered. She used a sharper, no-nonsense voice this time and Vegeta's eyes snapped open. "Bu-Bulma..." He muttered. Bulma looked into his face and nodded. "Yep. It's me!Hello!" She told him.
Vegeta just blinked at her for a second. Then, he wrapped his strong arms around her and hugged her as tight as he could. "Oh, Bulma...I was so worried because you didn't come home, and-" He then realized he was showing the very thing he dispised-love. He immedeantly stopped in the middle of his sentence. He just hugged her so tight she thought her eyes would bug out and pop. Then he released her.
"Bulma...you've changed my mind." He told her. Bulma didn't get what he said at first. "What?" She asked him. Vegeta smiled a little and stroked her hair. "You changed my mind." He said. Bulma looked at his face a little longer, and then a smile spread across her face. "Really?" She asked. Vegeta nodded wildly. "Really." Bulma giggled and then hugged him in close. Then they both went to sleep holding eachother in their arms.
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So it starts....anyways, I hope you liked that chapter. The days were a little short I know, but I wanted Bulma to get home fast so they could be lovers. And I'm very sorry if my Vegeta has started to lose character...he'll gain it again once Bulma gets pregnant with Trunks and he reaches Super Saiyan. -luv, luvssaintbernards
