Sooner Than Expected
Disclaimer: Don't own!! I promise. Not making money, either!
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter One: Buruma's Offer
Rating: R
"Vejiita?"
Speak of the devil. He glared up at her. She flinched but held her ground. "What?" he snarled.
She fumbled with the bottom of her shirt nervously. "Can I sit here for a moment?"
Vejiita growled but moved his feet off the chair next to him. She sat beside him and was silent for a while. Vejiita closed his eyes and leaned back into the chair. The ki around him were driving him insane. The mindless chatter of the Nameks and their fluctuating ki levels. Right then, he wished he hadn't learned the ki sensing technique. He could feel the pure goodness around him and he wanted to destroy it.
Strangely enough, the Onna beside him soothed his raw nerves. Her ki wasn't an overwhelming goodness. She was good, no doubt about that, but she was also realistic and her soul had been tainted with life. It was soothing though. Her ki seemed blue to him, just like her hair.
He supposed he didn't mind her presence, which was strange. He had always wished to be alone. He despised working with others or being forced to be around them. He had never actually not hated someone's proximity before. He had even hated Nappa and Radditzu's company. The Onna was definitely dangerous. Nothing mattered but power. Companionship was for the weak.
The Onna was strange, he had to admit. He had hurt her hand, admittedly not his fault, threatened her life, and snapped at her continuously. Hell, he knew he wasn't the easiest person to be around. What the hell did she want with him?
He felt a familiar ki settle behind them and scowled. So the Namek they called Piccolo decided to baby-sit him, eh? He ignored the presence, however.
"I wanted to thank you, Vejiita. For helping me."
He grunted. "Welcome," he said softly.
She sighed. "What Chichi said isn't true, Vejiita."
Frowning, he glanced at her. "It doesn't matter to me whether they want me alive or not."
"No, it probably doesn't. A lot of people probably aren't happy about it, but I don't think you being wished back was an accident."
He chuckled. "Yes, it was."
She shrugged. "I don't know, but I doubt it was. Anyway, I know that Son-kun doesn't wish you were dead and is generally happy you were wished back. He's strange that way. Too softhearted for his own good sometimes. But I agree with him on this one. I'm glad you're alive."
He blinked and turned to her in surprise. "Are you insane? I'm a killer, Onna. I'm going to destroy your friend, Kakarotto, and this worthless planet after I defeat him. You're crazy if you're happy that I'm alive. No one should feel happy that I live."
Buruma looked into his intense black eyes sadly. "Aren't you lonely?"
He smirked. "Of course not. Why would I care for being part of a group? I prefer to be alone."
"Why?"
He shrugged. "People annoy me."
"Can I ask something personal?"
He grunted. "Don't care."
"Haven't you ever had a family? A friend? A girlfriend? Some you loved or even cared about a little bit?"
He blinked and then scowled. "No. I have no use for friends. Girlfriends?" He laughed. "If that is anything like a mate, no. I despise females more than I hate everyone else."
Buruma started. "You've never felt love before? That's just wrong."
He shrugged. "Love is for the weak."
She grinned impishly. "Are you telling me the great Vejiita no Ouji is a virgin?" she teased. He blinked and glanced at her. She moved down to touch his upper thigh, and leaned towards his ear. "Are you telling me, the proud Vejiita has never lain with a woman?" she purred.
Vejiita leaned away from her. "Of course not, fool. That's pointless. And there weren't any Saiyajin females alive when I came of age."
She smiled and leaned in, running her tongue over his ear, earning herself a shudder. "You should try it, Vejiita," she whispered and grasped his crotch firmly through his spandex suit. He gasped and tensed, finding, to his horror, he was unwillingly responding to her. He grabbed her wrist tightly, shuddering as she stroked him through his clothing.
"I'm not afraid of you anymore," she told him softly, playing with him. He clenched his teeth tightly to keep from moaning. She nipped his neck sharply and he groaned. She moved to position herself in his lap, smiling at his wide-eyed expression.
"Don't worry, Vejiita," she told him softly. His eyes rolled back and he found himself clutching her hips tightly. Who knew this could feel so good?
She nipped the hollow of his neck, leaving a light indentation, and causing Vejiita to purr softly. He pulled her hips downward to press firmly on his groin. "Onna," he growled. "Stop."
She smirked against his neck and reached into his spandex. Vejiita unconsciously moved towards her hand with a growl.
He could feel the Namek still behind him and he flared his ki, telling him to bug off. He smirked when he felt the green man's surprise and horror, then he quickly fled. Vejiita released her hips and removed his gloves. He pushed his hand through her aqua curls, pulling her head down to expose her creamy neck.
He groaned, moving his lips to her exposed neck. He nipped lightly at her flawless skin. She increased her strokes almost painfully. "Feel good, Vejiita?" she asked softly.
"Passable," he grunted.
He moaned softly and pressed his groin against her. Just as he was about to release she stopped. He bit his lip to keep from whimpering. She giggled. "Want release? Lying with a woman is even better. Want me to finish?" she teased gently.
He growled and flipped her around so her body was pinned beneath his and pressed into a chair. "You shouldn't have fucked with me," he growled tugging at her clothing.
She pushed him away lightly and moved him so that she straddled him again, surprising both of them that he allowed her to. "No, no. You can't take me here. But," she put in quickly, "I'll get you off. I'm not cruel enough to do that to someone," she purred and grasped him.
Vejiita purred loudly and wrapped his arms around her, holding her head to the side, her soft neck exposed. He growled, holding her to him. He moaned loudly and bit into her neck. Buruma made a soft scream as his teeth pierced her skin and Vejiita licked at the wound.
He clutched her to him, attempting to control his trembling. He continued to suck tenderly at the wound. When his breathing had settled, he loosened his hold, licked her neck once more, and pulled away.
"Why?" he asked gruffly, his voice still thick.
She smiled warmly at him and kissed his lips softly, the first one they had shared. She pulled away and stood up. "I watched you back there. You went on and on about how wonderful it was that Furiza and Son-kun were going to die. Everyone was angry because they saw what was on the surface. They saw what you wanted them to see. You've never been cared about or loved. You've never cared or loved anyone, either. But I look into your eyes and I see something. I don't know what, but when you looked at me I saw your eyes soften. It may have been my imagination, but I believe you aren't all evil, Vejiita. You feel. And I think I make you feel things. You have a heart, I'm sure of it. It's just been closed off. Maybe you don't even realize it. But I saw your eyes when you looked at my injured hand. I saw your eyes as you threatened us and rejoiced in Son-kun's death. You're alone, Vejiita. But you don't have to be." She paused and leaned into the small warrior, tracing his cheek with her thumb.
"I meant what I said before. You are cute, in a rugged, evil sort of way." She looked into his confused eyes and sighed sadly. "You may not want anyone, but sometimes you may need someone." She stood up again.
"If you want to lay with a woman, you know where to find me. No strings, Vejiita. If you want one night, a hundred, it doesn't matter. Come to me. No one will know and I won't expect more than what you give. Nothing will change on the outside. No strings. If you want me, I'm here. If you don't, I won't say a word. I swear." She turned away.
"Think about it, Vejiita. Sometimes, people need someone. Even you. I'm offering a no-hassle way of achieving that. No strings, no responsibilities, nothing. Just sex when you want it. And you can call it off whenever you wish. The offer is always open, even if you don't take me up on it now. Think about it," she repeated and disappeared into the cockpit.
Vejiita stared after her in shock, then looked down at his mess. Scowling, he flared his ki, drying it; glad it dried well in his dark suit. He stiffened as he sensed the Namek's ki behind him again.
"What, Namek?" he snarled.
Piccolo walked up beside him and stared in the direction the female had disappeared. "I don't have to tell you not to hurt her. She's a foolish female, but she is Goku's best friend."
Vejiita growled. "She's too weak to destroy anyway. Maybe after I defeat Kakarotto. Besides," he mumbled, "she's wiser than I gave her credit for."
Piccolo snorted. "I suppose she can be." He fell silent.
"Anything else, Namek?" he snapped.
Piccolo chuckled. "You and I are a lot alike, Vejiita. I can't stand most of these foolish people either. Gohan is the only one who is the only one I tolerate."
Vejiita snorted. "I don't see why. He's a pampered little brat."
Piccolo grunted. "And I think Buruma is a loud-mouthed moronic female with no common sense. But you prefer her to the rest of us."
Vejiita growled and folded his arms. "You have a point to all this?"
"Has anyone ever told you my story?"
Vejiita rolled his eyes. "No."
Piccolo nodded. "Ask Buruma sometime. It might surprise you," he said before leaving the Saiyajin no Ouji alone with his thoughts.
~~~
Vejiita had just put his gloves back on when the airplane jolted. He started and looked out the window to find they had landed. He finished yanking on the glove and stood up, tensing as he felt the familiar soothing ki approach him from behind.
"Come on, Vejiita. Let's go see your new home," she said softly, leading him through the ship and down the ramp. He stepped off the metal ramp and onto the soft grass. He glanced around curiously, nearly jumping out of his skin as a blonde female popped up beside him and started babbling about Kakarotto and saving the blue-haired female.
He blinked. This airhead was the Onna's mother? She's a complete bonehead! How could she have given birth to the blue-haired one? Admittedly, she wasn't always the sharpest tool in the shed, but she was fairly intelligent. This crazy loony just chattered on and on about nothing! And with him!
He looked up. "A ship?!" He walked over and stared up at it. He blinked as a low ki moved up beside him.
"Impressive, isn't she?" the old lavender haired man said to him.
Vejiita grunted and looked towards the ship once more.
"It has everything. Do you want to look inside? Oh, I'm Buruma's father, Dr. Briefs. You must be Vejiita. Buruma told me you were staying here with us. She's gone to get a room ready for you and the other guests. I'll let you look around the ship," he said, walking over to the large round ship. "To open it, you just enter this code: 67247." The door opened and Vejiita stared at it before he entered.
He looked around curiously. This would be a good way to leave this worthless planet. But first, he'd defeat Kakarotto. He had to find out the secret of becoming a Supersaiyajin and prove his superiority. He was the one destined to become the Legendary. Not some third-class inbred fool! Not a tail-less loser who didn't even know he was a Saiyajin until a couple years ago. Damn him!
A beep interrupted his disturbing line of thoughts. He stared at the psychotic blonde that appeared on the communication screen. "Vejiita-chan! Do you want anything to drink? Lemonade? Tea? We have some yummy cakes too," she babbled on.
Vejiita stared at her image in complete horror. The female was completely insane. She had to be!
"Well, Vejiita-chan? Are you going to join us?" she asked perkily.
He snarled and clutched his fists, ready to tell the female off, but glanced behind him as he felt the familiar blue-tainted ki. He blinked at her as she walked towards him. She passed him and stood in front of the communication screen. "Mom, leave Vejiita alone. I don't think he wants to socialize right now."
"What about you, dear? You're bound to be craving my cakes after being away from home for so long."
Buruma sighed. "No, Mom. I'm fine. Not hungry right now."
"But, dear, you've got to tell us about your trip! Were there any cute men there?"
Buruma growled, causing Vejiita to blink. "Mom, I was a little to busy trying to stay alive to worry about cute men! I was threatened, kidnapped, almost eaten by a giant crab, almost crushed by rocks, almost killed by earthquakes, chased by dinosaurs, and had my body stolen by a frog! I didn't have *time* for cute guys!"
"Oh, dear, there is always time for guys."
Buruma rolled her eyes. "Thanks, Mother. Don't worry, I'm fine. See? I survived," she snapped. "Now, leave Vejiita alone. I'm going to set him up in his room and then shower. I'll eat later. Bye, Mom," she said, turning off the vid screen.
Vejiita watched her silently as she turned to face him, her eyes guarded. "I'll show you to your room. That way you can escape the group and my mother."
He nodded and followed her out of the ship and into the house.
"This is the kitchen, Vejiita. I don't suppose you can cook, hmm?" she teased slightly.
He grunted and crossed his arms.
"I'm kidding, Vejiita. If you need to eat, just find my mother. Or me, I guess. Although, I'm warning you my cooking isn't as good as my mom's." She led him out of the kitchen and passed the sitting room, up the stairs. "My parents stay on the other side of the compound so you don't have to worry about my mother too much. This room is Yamucha's when he stays here occasionally. These are spares." She pointed to the one to her right. "That one is mine and yours is the one right next to it. As far away from Yamucha's as possible. He snores very loudly," she told him cheerfully. She opened the door and flipped on the light. "The closet is there, the bathroom, here, and the balcony through there."
She looked at him appraisingly. "You are going to need clothes. I'm going to shower and then I'll go shopping. I'd ask you to come with me to make sure I get the size right, but I don't think you'd put up with it. I'll buy things you can train it, okay?"
He just blinked at her.
"What?"
"Why are you doing this?"
She walked towards the door and turned to look at him. "Well, you're going to be staying here a while and you don't seem to be the domestic type. Besides, you're too proud to ask." She winked at him. "I'm going to go shower and then shopping. Are you hungry? Or need anything before I go?"
He shook his head dazedly.
"Okay, see you in a few hours," she said, disappearing out of the room.
Vejiita stared at the closed door silently for a few moments. "She is definitely dangerous," he muttered.
~~~
AN: Warning you people right now. Some OOC in this fic as ... well, I mean to make Vejiita and Buruma happen this fast, you have to!
Lovies!
Disclaimer: Don't own!! I promise. Not making money, either!
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter One: Buruma's Offer
Rating: R
"Vejiita?"
Speak of the devil. He glared up at her. She flinched but held her ground. "What?" he snarled.
She fumbled with the bottom of her shirt nervously. "Can I sit here for a moment?"
Vejiita growled but moved his feet off the chair next to him. She sat beside him and was silent for a while. Vejiita closed his eyes and leaned back into the chair. The ki around him were driving him insane. The mindless chatter of the Nameks and their fluctuating ki levels. Right then, he wished he hadn't learned the ki sensing technique. He could feel the pure goodness around him and he wanted to destroy it.
Strangely enough, the Onna beside him soothed his raw nerves. Her ki wasn't an overwhelming goodness. She was good, no doubt about that, but she was also realistic and her soul had been tainted with life. It was soothing though. Her ki seemed blue to him, just like her hair.
He supposed he didn't mind her presence, which was strange. He had always wished to be alone. He despised working with others or being forced to be around them. He had never actually not hated someone's proximity before. He had even hated Nappa and Radditzu's company. The Onna was definitely dangerous. Nothing mattered but power. Companionship was for the weak.
The Onna was strange, he had to admit. He had hurt her hand, admittedly not his fault, threatened her life, and snapped at her continuously. Hell, he knew he wasn't the easiest person to be around. What the hell did she want with him?
He felt a familiar ki settle behind them and scowled. So the Namek they called Piccolo decided to baby-sit him, eh? He ignored the presence, however.
"I wanted to thank you, Vejiita. For helping me."
He grunted. "Welcome," he said softly.
She sighed. "What Chichi said isn't true, Vejiita."
Frowning, he glanced at her. "It doesn't matter to me whether they want me alive or not."
"No, it probably doesn't. A lot of people probably aren't happy about it, but I don't think you being wished back was an accident."
He chuckled. "Yes, it was."
She shrugged. "I don't know, but I doubt it was. Anyway, I know that Son-kun doesn't wish you were dead and is generally happy you were wished back. He's strange that way. Too softhearted for his own good sometimes. But I agree with him on this one. I'm glad you're alive."
He blinked and turned to her in surprise. "Are you insane? I'm a killer, Onna. I'm going to destroy your friend, Kakarotto, and this worthless planet after I defeat him. You're crazy if you're happy that I'm alive. No one should feel happy that I live."
Buruma looked into his intense black eyes sadly. "Aren't you lonely?"
He smirked. "Of course not. Why would I care for being part of a group? I prefer to be alone."
"Why?"
He shrugged. "People annoy me."
"Can I ask something personal?"
He grunted. "Don't care."
"Haven't you ever had a family? A friend? A girlfriend? Some you loved or even cared about a little bit?"
He blinked and then scowled. "No. I have no use for friends. Girlfriends?" He laughed. "If that is anything like a mate, no. I despise females more than I hate everyone else."
Buruma started. "You've never felt love before? That's just wrong."
He shrugged. "Love is for the weak."
She grinned impishly. "Are you telling me the great Vejiita no Ouji is a virgin?" she teased. He blinked and glanced at her. She moved down to touch his upper thigh, and leaned towards his ear. "Are you telling me, the proud Vejiita has never lain with a woman?" she purred.
Vejiita leaned away from her. "Of course not, fool. That's pointless. And there weren't any Saiyajin females alive when I came of age."
She smiled and leaned in, running her tongue over his ear, earning herself a shudder. "You should try it, Vejiita," she whispered and grasped his crotch firmly through his spandex suit. He gasped and tensed, finding, to his horror, he was unwillingly responding to her. He grabbed her wrist tightly, shuddering as she stroked him through his clothing.
"I'm not afraid of you anymore," she told him softly, playing with him. He clenched his teeth tightly to keep from moaning. She nipped his neck sharply and he groaned. She moved to position herself in his lap, smiling at his wide-eyed expression.
"Don't worry, Vejiita," she told him softly. His eyes rolled back and he found himself clutching her hips tightly. Who knew this could feel so good?
She nipped the hollow of his neck, leaving a light indentation, and causing Vejiita to purr softly. He pulled her hips downward to press firmly on his groin. "Onna," he growled. "Stop."
She smirked against his neck and reached into his spandex. Vejiita unconsciously moved towards her hand with a growl.
He could feel the Namek still behind him and he flared his ki, telling him to bug off. He smirked when he felt the green man's surprise and horror, then he quickly fled. Vejiita released her hips and removed his gloves. He pushed his hand through her aqua curls, pulling her head down to expose her creamy neck.
He groaned, moving his lips to her exposed neck. He nipped lightly at her flawless skin. She increased her strokes almost painfully. "Feel good, Vejiita?" she asked softly.
"Passable," he grunted.
He moaned softly and pressed his groin against her. Just as he was about to release she stopped. He bit his lip to keep from whimpering. She giggled. "Want release? Lying with a woman is even better. Want me to finish?" she teased gently.
He growled and flipped her around so her body was pinned beneath his and pressed into a chair. "You shouldn't have fucked with me," he growled tugging at her clothing.
She pushed him away lightly and moved him so that she straddled him again, surprising both of them that he allowed her to. "No, no. You can't take me here. But," she put in quickly, "I'll get you off. I'm not cruel enough to do that to someone," she purred and grasped him.
Vejiita purred loudly and wrapped his arms around her, holding her head to the side, her soft neck exposed. He growled, holding her to him. He moaned loudly and bit into her neck. Buruma made a soft scream as his teeth pierced her skin and Vejiita licked at the wound.
He clutched her to him, attempting to control his trembling. He continued to suck tenderly at the wound. When his breathing had settled, he loosened his hold, licked her neck once more, and pulled away.
"Why?" he asked gruffly, his voice still thick.
She smiled warmly at him and kissed his lips softly, the first one they had shared. She pulled away and stood up. "I watched you back there. You went on and on about how wonderful it was that Furiza and Son-kun were going to die. Everyone was angry because they saw what was on the surface. They saw what you wanted them to see. You've never been cared about or loved. You've never cared or loved anyone, either. But I look into your eyes and I see something. I don't know what, but when you looked at me I saw your eyes soften. It may have been my imagination, but I believe you aren't all evil, Vejiita. You feel. And I think I make you feel things. You have a heart, I'm sure of it. It's just been closed off. Maybe you don't even realize it. But I saw your eyes when you looked at my injured hand. I saw your eyes as you threatened us and rejoiced in Son-kun's death. You're alone, Vejiita. But you don't have to be." She paused and leaned into the small warrior, tracing his cheek with her thumb.
"I meant what I said before. You are cute, in a rugged, evil sort of way." She looked into his confused eyes and sighed sadly. "You may not want anyone, but sometimes you may need someone." She stood up again.
"If you want to lay with a woman, you know where to find me. No strings, Vejiita. If you want one night, a hundred, it doesn't matter. Come to me. No one will know and I won't expect more than what you give. Nothing will change on the outside. No strings. If you want me, I'm here. If you don't, I won't say a word. I swear." She turned away.
"Think about it, Vejiita. Sometimes, people need someone. Even you. I'm offering a no-hassle way of achieving that. No strings, no responsibilities, nothing. Just sex when you want it. And you can call it off whenever you wish. The offer is always open, even if you don't take me up on it now. Think about it," she repeated and disappeared into the cockpit.
Vejiita stared after her in shock, then looked down at his mess. Scowling, he flared his ki, drying it; glad it dried well in his dark suit. He stiffened as he sensed the Namek's ki behind him again.
"What, Namek?" he snarled.
Piccolo walked up beside him and stared in the direction the female had disappeared. "I don't have to tell you not to hurt her. She's a foolish female, but she is Goku's best friend."
Vejiita growled. "She's too weak to destroy anyway. Maybe after I defeat Kakarotto. Besides," he mumbled, "she's wiser than I gave her credit for."
Piccolo snorted. "I suppose she can be." He fell silent.
"Anything else, Namek?" he snapped.
Piccolo chuckled. "You and I are a lot alike, Vejiita. I can't stand most of these foolish people either. Gohan is the only one who is the only one I tolerate."
Vejiita snorted. "I don't see why. He's a pampered little brat."
Piccolo grunted. "And I think Buruma is a loud-mouthed moronic female with no common sense. But you prefer her to the rest of us."
Vejiita growled and folded his arms. "You have a point to all this?"
"Has anyone ever told you my story?"
Vejiita rolled his eyes. "No."
Piccolo nodded. "Ask Buruma sometime. It might surprise you," he said before leaving the Saiyajin no Ouji alone with his thoughts.
~~~
Vejiita had just put his gloves back on when the airplane jolted. He started and looked out the window to find they had landed. He finished yanking on the glove and stood up, tensing as he felt the familiar soothing ki approach him from behind.
"Come on, Vejiita. Let's go see your new home," she said softly, leading him through the ship and down the ramp. He stepped off the metal ramp and onto the soft grass. He glanced around curiously, nearly jumping out of his skin as a blonde female popped up beside him and started babbling about Kakarotto and saving the blue-haired female.
He blinked. This airhead was the Onna's mother? She's a complete bonehead! How could she have given birth to the blue-haired one? Admittedly, she wasn't always the sharpest tool in the shed, but she was fairly intelligent. This crazy loony just chattered on and on about nothing! And with him!
He looked up. "A ship?!" He walked over and stared up at it. He blinked as a low ki moved up beside him.
"Impressive, isn't she?" the old lavender haired man said to him.
Vejiita grunted and looked towards the ship once more.
"It has everything. Do you want to look inside? Oh, I'm Buruma's father, Dr. Briefs. You must be Vejiita. Buruma told me you were staying here with us. She's gone to get a room ready for you and the other guests. I'll let you look around the ship," he said, walking over to the large round ship. "To open it, you just enter this code: 67247." The door opened and Vejiita stared at it before he entered.
He looked around curiously. This would be a good way to leave this worthless planet. But first, he'd defeat Kakarotto. He had to find out the secret of becoming a Supersaiyajin and prove his superiority. He was the one destined to become the Legendary. Not some third-class inbred fool! Not a tail-less loser who didn't even know he was a Saiyajin until a couple years ago. Damn him!
A beep interrupted his disturbing line of thoughts. He stared at the psychotic blonde that appeared on the communication screen. "Vejiita-chan! Do you want anything to drink? Lemonade? Tea? We have some yummy cakes too," she babbled on.
Vejiita stared at her image in complete horror. The female was completely insane. She had to be!
"Well, Vejiita-chan? Are you going to join us?" she asked perkily.
He snarled and clutched his fists, ready to tell the female off, but glanced behind him as he felt the familiar blue-tainted ki. He blinked at her as she walked towards him. She passed him and stood in front of the communication screen. "Mom, leave Vejiita alone. I don't think he wants to socialize right now."
"What about you, dear? You're bound to be craving my cakes after being away from home for so long."
Buruma sighed. "No, Mom. I'm fine. Not hungry right now."
"But, dear, you've got to tell us about your trip! Were there any cute men there?"
Buruma growled, causing Vejiita to blink. "Mom, I was a little to busy trying to stay alive to worry about cute men! I was threatened, kidnapped, almost eaten by a giant crab, almost crushed by rocks, almost killed by earthquakes, chased by dinosaurs, and had my body stolen by a frog! I didn't have *time* for cute guys!"
"Oh, dear, there is always time for guys."
Buruma rolled her eyes. "Thanks, Mother. Don't worry, I'm fine. See? I survived," she snapped. "Now, leave Vejiita alone. I'm going to set him up in his room and then shower. I'll eat later. Bye, Mom," she said, turning off the vid screen.
Vejiita watched her silently as she turned to face him, her eyes guarded. "I'll show you to your room. That way you can escape the group and my mother."
He nodded and followed her out of the ship and into the house.
"This is the kitchen, Vejiita. I don't suppose you can cook, hmm?" she teased slightly.
He grunted and crossed his arms.
"I'm kidding, Vejiita. If you need to eat, just find my mother. Or me, I guess. Although, I'm warning you my cooking isn't as good as my mom's." She led him out of the kitchen and passed the sitting room, up the stairs. "My parents stay on the other side of the compound so you don't have to worry about my mother too much. This room is Yamucha's when he stays here occasionally. These are spares." She pointed to the one to her right. "That one is mine and yours is the one right next to it. As far away from Yamucha's as possible. He snores very loudly," she told him cheerfully. She opened the door and flipped on the light. "The closet is there, the bathroom, here, and the balcony through there."
She looked at him appraisingly. "You are going to need clothes. I'm going to shower and then I'll go shopping. I'd ask you to come with me to make sure I get the size right, but I don't think you'd put up with it. I'll buy things you can train it, okay?"
He just blinked at her.
"What?"
"Why are you doing this?"
She walked towards the door and turned to look at him. "Well, you're going to be staying here a while and you don't seem to be the domestic type. Besides, you're too proud to ask." She winked at him. "I'm going to go shower and then shopping. Are you hungry? Or need anything before I go?"
He shook his head dazedly.
"Okay, see you in a few hours," she said, disappearing out of the room.
Vejiita stared at the closed door silently for a few moments. "She is definitely dangerous," he muttered.
~~~
AN: Warning you people right now. Some OOC in this fic as ... well, I mean to make Vejiita and Buruma happen this fast, you have to!
Lovies!
