A/N: thank you all for the reviews! I am glade you enjoyed it! You all are
great! Here is another chapter that is longer, just for you guys! Please
read and if you would, review.
suisheu- thanks for the compliment! I am very happy you like it!
Vegeta- glade you love it hun
Knight's Shadow- soon enough? Yeah, I don't think Vegetto will ever get a real good spar :(
Amy- thanks! Yeah, it is kinda fun mixing the personalities, its kinda confusing though. And I e-mailed you!
Chapter 2: NANI?!
"Soon, eh?" Vegetto grinned down at his 'son', 'one side of his offspring'.
"Yep!" Goten giggled stretching his legs.
Vegetto just rolled his eyes with a smile and began to do stretches, but he couldn't stay focused, his mind kept darting back to...to well......
~ ~ ~ ~
Finally I defeated Buu, I remember standing so proud and true (kehehe) knowing I had finally beaten buu, finally able to rid the world of its danger, liberating the people of earth from fear. I couldn't have been more happy. Finally, with Denda we we're able wish the dragon back, recreate earth, revive all the people of earth and those killed at the martial arts tournament (of course besides those who were evil) Everything was back to normal, I finally able to meet back up with my friends and family, until....
Bulma panicked about, "where is Vegeta? Where is he? I thought he was allowed to come back to earth!"
Everyone paused and looked to her, ChiChi then joined, "where is my Goku!" her eyes then darted to Vegetto, "and who are you?"
Everyone sweatdroped (blah I hate using that term!) Krillen was brave enough to step forward and answer, obviously these two were not already aware of the situation.
"ChiChi, Bulma," he shrugged, "this is Vegeta and this is Goku," he smiled nervously pointing to Vegetto, "they did fusion; just like Trunks and Goten did....except...ah...this is permanent."
The two women didn't speak, they didn't seem able to digest, there eyes lowly looked Vegetto up and down; who was also smiling nervously rubbing the back of his dark brown hair. The two women then burst into tears, streams of salty tears poured out like a tipped over barrel of ale.
ChiChi then scrambled toward Vegetto and fell into his arms sobbing, "Oh Goku! Why did you have to do this!"
Vegetto was hesitant to comfort her, "ah..sorry...hunny....I had too...."
Suddenly Bulma stormed up, "HUNNY?!" she then popped Vegetto over the head with her shoe, "excuse me mister!" she hissed reaching up and grabbing him by the earring, "but your hunny is right here! Come on we're go'en home!" Bulma barked pulling off with a squealing Vegetto by the earing, but something caught the other end of the rope securing her in her place. Bulma whipped around with daggers to see ChiChi grabbing Vegetto's other wrist pulling.
"Oh no you don't! This is 'my' husband and he is coming home with 'me'!"
Bulma lit up with rage, grabbing Vegetto's other arm and pulling, "oh yeah! Lets see you try!"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
The two women then began to yank and pull, everyone just watched, head going right to left, right to left. Vegetto stuck helplessly in the middle not knowing quiet what to do.
Eventually tug and war was put to an end but not exactly armistice. ChiChi hesitantly agreed to let Vegetto or what she calls 'Goku' to go stay with Bulma for the days then ChiChi the next three, until they settled the difference. But. An agreement like that wont last long, nor will it give away peacefully. Women are made of pure jealousy and greed when it comes to a man.
~ ~ ~ ~
BACK TO WHERE ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE!
Vegetto shook his head and continued stretching when suddenly he noticed Trunks running up, he must have just gotten here. Goten ran up to him and did his ritual happy dance that he would normally do to 'welcome' his best friend, while Trunks pretended he didn't know him.
"Het Trunks!" Goten laughed with glee.
"Hey Goten," Trunks eyes then shifted to Vegetto, "hey dad!" Vegetto smiled slightly and nodded his head since his hands weren't free while he stretched his legs.
"Oh, by the way, mom is on her ay here," Trunks added while he was about to run off with Goten to go catch something pointless like a ant.
Vegetto sprang up instantly, his two bangs falling into his eyes, "she's what?! When?!" "Ah, I donno, soon," Trunks said calmly, but a sheepish smile appeared on his face, "she seemed pretty made though!" he then laughed and ran off toward the creek with Goten.
Vegetto just stood there, "should I hide? I need to hide!"
his eyes then bounced about somewhere to hide, cause he knew what was going to hit him, his days at the Son house were up and ChiChi wont give him away like a bucket a nails.
Vegetto looked about when suddenly he saw Bulma walk up to him.
'How did she get her so fast?!'
Bulma smiled brightly to and put her hand on his shoulder once she got up to him, he jumped at her touch.
"Hey there slugger," she said with her smile, she then looked him up and down then back at his face, her eyes seemed slightly watery, "I sure don't see much of a Vegeta in there."
Vegetto winced lightly and tilted his back in confusion, why was she acting this way? But then out of no where ChiChi came into view, standing at her front door untying her apron.
"Oh. You're here," she hissed, then began to take steps forward, approaching the two. Her head slightly tilted to the side, her eyes lightly narrowed, her movements flowing and suspicious. After all, you couldn't tell if she was about to leap forward and scratch the hell out of Bulma or stay calm!
'I bit my lip and pinched my nose up, my eyes squinting in fear ChiChi was going to do something crazy. Why wouldn't she? She has ben acting like this for the past week, ever since she found her husband wasn't who she thought, and now he goes and stays with another woman.'
ChiChi stopped close up, glaring at Bulma who glared back. It was silent. But then ChiChi made a movement, lifting her finger to Bulma's face she spoke through her teeth, "listen up here Bulma. I'll make a deal with you of a different sort with this deal," she declared.
Bulma stood in akimbo, "oh yeah? And what might that me?"
"I'll call you in three days, I'll decide then."
Bulma seemed reluctant to take the offer, she didn't know what else might be attached to this unnamed package, but why not. "Alright," Bulma nodded then started to walk off with Vegetto close behind.
I sat lazily on the couch of the large living room of Capsule Corp. Boy did I feel like a lump of crap. I haven't been so confused cross irritated since....a very long time! I never dreamed of this happening, as ridiculous as Bulma and ChiChi are acting, I feel rather guilty. Guilty for such a thing to happen to them, they didn't deserve it, but it was a chose I will never regret, to fuse, in fact I had no other choice. I looked over to Bulma who was happily singing a sweet song making me a sandwich in the kitchen. She caught me staring and flashed me a sweet smile, then kept singing. I couldn't help but smile back, but it was too late, she didn't see it. But I kept smiling, admiring her, she was so beautiful, such a beautiful singing voice....
'Whaa!!! What am I talking about! Beautiful! I haven't had a kick in my gut for these two women since I fused! Why am I starting now?!'
Bulma interrupted Vegetto's thoughts by calling him over to eat. Slowly he pulled himself from his chair and ambled over to a stool and sat at the tall bar counter where a sandwich sat in front of him. Vegetto gave Bulma a smile and began to eat slowly, Bulma watched him carefully eat, her eyes shining and her smile low. Vegetto was aware of her staring, giving her a flash look from the corner of his eye, he was growing nervous, why was she staring at him like that?
He began to chew faster in uneasiness, often flashing her a few more gleams to see if she was still staring. And yup. Suddenly Bulma made a laugh noise and pulled herself up on the high counter next to him, which her thighs right next to his plate and her legs...well...her legs hanging right next to his arm. Vegetto paused and scooted back in his position, all the food in his mouth pushed to one side, his wide stern eyes looking from her ankles, traveling up her feminine legs to, over her body and to her face, there he stopped and gulped the food that was already in his throat. His cheek still puffed up.
Bulma gave a little laugh, she lifted her hand out to his face and brushed his bangs back from his eyes, "I am not used to you with bangs."
Vegetto just looked at her, he pushed his jaw down once but it sprang back up. Bulma laughed again, "you know, I have a really hard time trying to decipher who you are. You don't really look much like Goku or Vegeta, you are so perfectly mixed together its hard to tell. Like you're a stranger," she then lifted one of her eye brows foxily, "a 'handsome stranger."
Vegetto gave her a weak smile, like he was appreciative for her last statement. But he wasn't, he just felt more like Bulma was using a provocative signature written on his envelope, and he wasn't waiting around to see just what that letter inside said.
"I...I think I am going to go train...."he said under his breathe as he cautiously pushed himself around on his stool and slid, he could feel Bulma's eyes on him, and felt them on his bottom, slowly he tried to quicken his pace but Bulma cut him off.
"The Gravity room is in re construction hun."
Vegetto slowly turned toward her, not knowing quit what she meant, slowly he smile and rubbed the back of his head giggling rawly, "oops! Ah..what dose that mean?"
Bulma chuckle, "yep! There sure is a Goku in there isn't there!" she then hopped off the counter and walked past him, "you even thanked me." Vegetto stopped rubbing his head and watched her pass, "what do you mean? I thanked you for wh..."
"For making you a sandwich," Bulma cut him short with a grin while she bent down to pick up a tool box below the counter. Bulma then strained it onto the kitchen counter and let out a sigh from pulling it up, "Vegeta never thanked me for anything," she said not looking at him but focused and on rolling her hands through the pool of tools and trying to find something particular.
Vegetto lightly frowned at what she said shameful like, his eyes cast downward, the Goku side of him summoning pathos. He then lightly shrugged his shoulder, but then rolled his left arm around again while still looking sadly upon the ground. He then moved his hand up to his rolling shoulder and pressed on it, Bulma noticed this.
"Your shoulder hurt?" she asked.
"Just..a little cramped..." Vegetto replied with a humble voice still looking at the floor, but slightly wincing at the pain. Bulma approached him with a light smile, swinging a narrow tool around her right index finger, she then lifted his free hand and plopped it in it.
"Here, stick this in the Gravity controls unit, it'll fix it up," she smiled, "if your arm still hurts after your training tell me."
Vegetto looked at the strange tool in his hand then carried his eyes back up to Bulma, "thank you."
Bulma just winked, "anything for you cakes."
Bulma crumpled the sides of news paper in her hands and gritted her teeth, ceiling dust began to crumple on her head and paper, large pounding and booms scattered the whole corporation.
"So much for anything," Bulma cursed.
For three whole hours this had been going on, the house shook from its foundations, sound of large explosions, and scream, n-o-n-s-t-o-p. what would you think differently? Two of the most powerful men in the universe put together in one body, a lot of power!
The house gave one huge shack, white powder from the ceiling fell on Bulma, she had, had the last straw! With a yell she crumpled up the news paper and threw it on the floor, and began to unmercifully stomp on it, cussing, cursing and with one final act spat on the paper.
"That stupid..." Bulma was so angry the poor words just slipped from her tongue, "that stupid idiot thing!"
Vegetto walked out of the rather badly beaten up gravity room with a satisfied smile and a towel hanging around his neck. Strolling around the house, up the stairs to the master bedroom which rather larger then the one at the Son house. This one included a giant walk-in closet, giant bathroom with Jacuzzi, two sinks and a vanity. Not to mention a giant comfy bed!
Walking toward the bathroom he opened the door to opening in on Bulma just getting out of the shower wrapping a towel around her.
"Owf!" he yelped at the sight then quickly pulled away, then 'BAAM' knocking his head on the door frame to finish it off, "ah!" he squeaked at the pain.
Bulma whom was too caught off surprise leaped back, but then realized he had hit his head pretty hard, after all it did leave a dent in the door frame.
"Vegetto you ok?!" Bulma shouted leaping forward, opening the door wide to see him sitting on the floor rubbing the back of his head. She quickly fell to his side, placing her hand on his chest, the other on his back, trying to reassure if she could help him in any way.
"Yeah-yeah I am fine," he mumbled still rubbing his head.
Bulma reached up her fingers and pushed his hand that was rubbing away, "stop rubbing it like that," she said sternly, then replaced his hand with her fingers, searching his scalp for the bump. Rubbing his sculp. Gently rubbing his scalp....have I mentioned 'gently'?
Vegetto let the pleasure of the touch take hold of him, he let his head slowly roll back and small moans escape his chest. Bulma heard him and glanced down, but greedily continued, contributing his pleasure.
Vegeta let her, until suddenly his eyes sprang open when he tipped reality, leaping forward he stumbled to his feet and faced her.
"What is it?!" she whaled spooked by his sudden leave.
Vegetto gave her a nervous grin, "ah-nothing," he then lifted up his arm to pull the towel (that was now hanging on his shoulder) off, but was caught in a yank with his sour arm from early.
"Your shoulder still hurt?" Bulma asked precariously stepping forward.
Vegetto yanked his eyes from his shoulder to Bulma, "ah, yeah. Actually it dose."
Bulma smiled gleefully and grabbed his upper arm, "fallow me, I know 'just' the remedy for it."
"So what do you think about 'Vegetto'?" Trunks asked sticking a stick in a creek and swirling it about the rocks, lifting dirt and mud.
"He's cool!" Goten exclaimed but seemed to grow a little bit more low in spirit, "its just....he wasn't like my other dad you know? And sometimes its hard to think Vegetto as my dad in a small way."
"Yeah I get what your saying," Trunks added, "but its all cool. the new dad is way more powerful, and that's cool enough for me!"
"Yeah," Goten mumbled breaking a twig in half and threw it into the stream to see it flow away. He then let out a sigh and shifted his shoulder blades that were nestled into a tree trunk, he then lifted his eyes still watching the little stream, "hey Trunks."
"Yeah?"
"Are you my brother now?"
Trunks shrugged his shoulders, but then looked behind his shoulders at Goten rather sheepishly, "I don't think so. My dad or 'Vegetto' never went down on end with your mom."
Goten's eyes lit up, "what dose that mean?"
Trunks looked back to the water tossing the stick he was playing with into the water, "I am not 'too' sure, but I know your mom and Vegetto ever did it, so no, I don't think your really my brother."
"Oh...ok," Goten chirped.
"Hey but Goten. Where has dad been sleeping? with your mom?"
"No. He told me he wanted my bed, so I sleep with my mom."
Trunks chuckled, "oh. Well that's 'interesting'," he mocked.
"Hey!" Goten barked, " there is nothing wrong with sleeping with your mom!"
"Will you just lay down on the bed!" Bulma exclaimed at Vegetto whom was on the verge of falling backwards on the bed.
"But I ...!" he called out waving his arms in defense as she came the ever closer.
"Don't be such a baby," Bulma snickered then pushed him on the chest causing him to fall in the bed on his back with his legs still hanging. Quickly he scrambled onto his elbows but before he knew it Bulma was standing on the bed pointing down at him,
"Scootch up all the way," she ordered.
He did so panicky. "Know just roll over," she smiled, finding his nervousness appealing.
He did so hesitantly, his body still tense.
She laughed lightly and plopped down on his wear end with her legs off to the side, he almost jumped out of his skin. But no good for him, he couldn't move a muscle due to the situation.
"Ok, now." she slowly reached her arms up and began to rub his shoulder, rubbing with her forefingers and pressing in with her thumbs.
It felt 'so' good, Vegetto felt his eyes flicker to the back of his head and soft breaths from his lips. A message like this was spectacular! Bulma felt his body melt beneath her hands, not a tense muscle to be found.
A good ten minutes passed, Bulma stopped her messaging and moved her hands to the bottom corner of his shirt, she began to tug the blue gi up from the belt when suddenly sh felt a heavy hand grab hers.
"What are you doing?" came a shaky yet stern voice.
"Oh please," she groaned and yanked his hand away and pulled up the right side of his shirt till it his armpit, "hold out your arm."
He didn't do a thing.
"Come on!"
He slowly did. She then pulled his arm out of the sleeve and pushed it next to his neck. Now half of his side and shoulder uncovered.
'I could feel Bulma on me, I could feel ever movement she made, it echoed through my body like rock hitting tin. I didn't know what she was doing! I did n't know what she was leading to! I was to scared to move! I bet, while she was messaging me she sought to subdue me, then she is going to rape me! Ack! Who ever hears of a women rapping a man?! I tell ya, it isn't natural! None of it!'
Bulma then reached forward and grabbed a bottle from the desk that lay next to the bedside. Opening the cap she beat some liquid into her ands and then beat it into her hands, she then began to rub it in, she felt Vegetto jerk under her body.
"God nabit women! That's cold!" he barked.
Bulma just rolled her eyes with a smile.
'There is Vegeta for you.'
"Calm down you big baby. Its oil that will help null the ache." Vegetto just rolled his eyes and let her due her bloody business, and slowly, fell asleep.......
A/N: so? What I liked about this chapter is how the most the whole time Vegetto thinks Bulma is putting major moves on him, but really isn't, well maybe a lil, but not rape him. Haha. As you can see this is a mix humor and kinda drama, its basically a romantic comedy, not just pure humor. Well please review and I hope you liked it!
suisheu- thanks for the compliment! I am very happy you like it!
Vegeta- glade you love it hun
Knight's Shadow- soon enough? Yeah, I don't think Vegetto will ever get a real good spar :(
Amy- thanks! Yeah, it is kinda fun mixing the personalities, its kinda confusing though. And I e-mailed you!
Chapter 2: NANI?!
"Soon, eh?" Vegetto grinned down at his 'son', 'one side of his offspring'.
"Yep!" Goten giggled stretching his legs.
Vegetto just rolled his eyes with a smile and began to do stretches, but he couldn't stay focused, his mind kept darting back to...to well......
~ ~ ~ ~
Finally I defeated Buu, I remember standing so proud and true (kehehe) knowing I had finally beaten buu, finally able to rid the world of its danger, liberating the people of earth from fear. I couldn't have been more happy. Finally, with Denda we we're able wish the dragon back, recreate earth, revive all the people of earth and those killed at the martial arts tournament (of course besides those who were evil) Everything was back to normal, I finally able to meet back up with my friends and family, until....
Bulma panicked about, "where is Vegeta? Where is he? I thought he was allowed to come back to earth!"
Everyone paused and looked to her, ChiChi then joined, "where is my Goku!" her eyes then darted to Vegetto, "and who are you?"
Everyone sweatdroped (blah I hate using that term!) Krillen was brave enough to step forward and answer, obviously these two were not already aware of the situation.
"ChiChi, Bulma," he shrugged, "this is Vegeta and this is Goku," he smiled nervously pointing to Vegetto, "they did fusion; just like Trunks and Goten did....except...ah...this is permanent."
The two women didn't speak, they didn't seem able to digest, there eyes lowly looked Vegetto up and down; who was also smiling nervously rubbing the back of his dark brown hair. The two women then burst into tears, streams of salty tears poured out like a tipped over barrel of ale.
ChiChi then scrambled toward Vegetto and fell into his arms sobbing, "Oh Goku! Why did you have to do this!"
Vegetto was hesitant to comfort her, "ah..sorry...hunny....I had too...."
Suddenly Bulma stormed up, "HUNNY?!" she then popped Vegetto over the head with her shoe, "excuse me mister!" she hissed reaching up and grabbing him by the earring, "but your hunny is right here! Come on we're go'en home!" Bulma barked pulling off with a squealing Vegetto by the earing, but something caught the other end of the rope securing her in her place. Bulma whipped around with daggers to see ChiChi grabbing Vegetto's other wrist pulling.
"Oh no you don't! This is 'my' husband and he is coming home with 'me'!"
Bulma lit up with rage, grabbing Vegetto's other arm and pulling, "oh yeah! Lets see you try!"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
The two women then began to yank and pull, everyone just watched, head going right to left, right to left. Vegetto stuck helplessly in the middle not knowing quiet what to do.
Eventually tug and war was put to an end but not exactly armistice. ChiChi hesitantly agreed to let Vegetto or what she calls 'Goku' to go stay with Bulma for the days then ChiChi the next three, until they settled the difference. But. An agreement like that wont last long, nor will it give away peacefully. Women are made of pure jealousy and greed when it comes to a man.
~ ~ ~ ~
BACK TO WHERE ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE!
Vegetto shook his head and continued stretching when suddenly he noticed Trunks running up, he must have just gotten here. Goten ran up to him and did his ritual happy dance that he would normally do to 'welcome' his best friend, while Trunks pretended he didn't know him.
"Het Trunks!" Goten laughed with glee.
"Hey Goten," Trunks eyes then shifted to Vegetto, "hey dad!" Vegetto smiled slightly and nodded his head since his hands weren't free while he stretched his legs.
"Oh, by the way, mom is on her ay here," Trunks added while he was about to run off with Goten to go catch something pointless like a ant.
Vegetto sprang up instantly, his two bangs falling into his eyes, "she's what?! When?!" "Ah, I donno, soon," Trunks said calmly, but a sheepish smile appeared on his face, "she seemed pretty made though!" he then laughed and ran off toward the creek with Goten.
Vegetto just stood there, "should I hide? I need to hide!"
his eyes then bounced about somewhere to hide, cause he knew what was going to hit him, his days at the Son house were up and ChiChi wont give him away like a bucket a nails.
Vegetto looked about when suddenly he saw Bulma walk up to him.
'How did she get her so fast?!'
Bulma smiled brightly to and put her hand on his shoulder once she got up to him, he jumped at her touch.
"Hey there slugger," she said with her smile, she then looked him up and down then back at his face, her eyes seemed slightly watery, "I sure don't see much of a Vegeta in there."
Vegetto winced lightly and tilted his back in confusion, why was she acting this way? But then out of no where ChiChi came into view, standing at her front door untying her apron.
"Oh. You're here," she hissed, then began to take steps forward, approaching the two. Her head slightly tilted to the side, her eyes lightly narrowed, her movements flowing and suspicious. After all, you couldn't tell if she was about to leap forward and scratch the hell out of Bulma or stay calm!
'I bit my lip and pinched my nose up, my eyes squinting in fear ChiChi was going to do something crazy. Why wouldn't she? She has ben acting like this for the past week, ever since she found her husband wasn't who she thought, and now he goes and stays with another woman.'
ChiChi stopped close up, glaring at Bulma who glared back. It was silent. But then ChiChi made a movement, lifting her finger to Bulma's face she spoke through her teeth, "listen up here Bulma. I'll make a deal with you of a different sort with this deal," she declared.
Bulma stood in akimbo, "oh yeah? And what might that me?"
"I'll call you in three days, I'll decide then."
Bulma seemed reluctant to take the offer, she didn't know what else might be attached to this unnamed package, but why not. "Alright," Bulma nodded then started to walk off with Vegetto close behind.
I sat lazily on the couch of the large living room of Capsule Corp. Boy did I feel like a lump of crap. I haven't been so confused cross irritated since....a very long time! I never dreamed of this happening, as ridiculous as Bulma and ChiChi are acting, I feel rather guilty. Guilty for such a thing to happen to them, they didn't deserve it, but it was a chose I will never regret, to fuse, in fact I had no other choice. I looked over to Bulma who was happily singing a sweet song making me a sandwich in the kitchen. She caught me staring and flashed me a sweet smile, then kept singing. I couldn't help but smile back, but it was too late, she didn't see it. But I kept smiling, admiring her, she was so beautiful, such a beautiful singing voice....
'Whaa!!! What am I talking about! Beautiful! I haven't had a kick in my gut for these two women since I fused! Why am I starting now?!'
Bulma interrupted Vegetto's thoughts by calling him over to eat. Slowly he pulled himself from his chair and ambled over to a stool and sat at the tall bar counter where a sandwich sat in front of him. Vegetto gave Bulma a smile and began to eat slowly, Bulma watched him carefully eat, her eyes shining and her smile low. Vegetto was aware of her staring, giving her a flash look from the corner of his eye, he was growing nervous, why was she staring at him like that?
He began to chew faster in uneasiness, often flashing her a few more gleams to see if she was still staring. And yup. Suddenly Bulma made a laugh noise and pulled herself up on the high counter next to him, which her thighs right next to his plate and her legs...well...her legs hanging right next to his arm. Vegetto paused and scooted back in his position, all the food in his mouth pushed to one side, his wide stern eyes looking from her ankles, traveling up her feminine legs to, over her body and to her face, there he stopped and gulped the food that was already in his throat. His cheek still puffed up.
Bulma gave a little laugh, she lifted her hand out to his face and brushed his bangs back from his eyes, "I am not used to you with bangs."
Vegetto just looked at her, he pushed his jaw down once but it sprang back up. Bulma laughed again, "you know, I have a really hard time trying to decipher who you are. You don't really look much like Goku or Vegeta, you are so perfectly mixed together its hard to tell. Like you're a stranger," she then lifted one of her eye brows foxily, "a 'handsome stranger."
Vegetto gave her a weak smile, like he was appreciative for her last statement. But he wasn't, he just felt more like Bulma was using a provocative signature written on his envelope, and he wasn't waiting around to see just what that letter inside said.
"I...I think I am going to go train...."he said under his breathe as he cautiously pushed himself around on his stool and slid, he could feel Bulma's eyes on him, and felt them on his bottom, slowly he tried to quicken his pace but Bulma cut him off.
"The Gravity room is in re construction hun."
Vegetto slowly turned toward her, not knowing quit what she meant, slowly he smile and rubbed the back of his head giggling rawly, "oops! Ah..what dose that mean?"
Bulma chuckle, "yep! There sure is a Goku in there isn't there!" she then hopped off the counter and walked past him, "you even thanked me." Vegetto stopped rubbing his head and watched her pass, "what do you mean? I thanked you for wh..."
"For making you a sandwich," Bulma cut him short with a grin while she bent down to pick up a tool box below the counter. Bulma then strained it onto the kitchen counter and let out a sigh from pulling it up, "Vegeta never thanked me for anything," she said not looking at him but focused and on rolling her hands through the pool of tools and trying to find something particular.
Vegetto lightly frowned at what she said shameful like, his eyes cast downward, the Goku side of him summoning pathos. He then lightly shrugged his shoulder, but then rolled his left arm around again while still looking sadly upon the ground. He then moved his hand up to his rolling shoulder and pressed on it, Bulma noticed this.
"Your shoulder hurt?" she asked.
"Just..a little cramped..." Vegetto replied with a humble voice still looking at the floor, but slightly wincing at the pain. Bulma approached him with a light smile, swinging a narrow tool around her right index finger, she then lifted his free hand and plopped it in it.
"Here, stick this in the Gravity controls unit, it'll fix it up," she smiled, "if your arm still hurts after your training tell me."
Vegetto looked at the strange tool in his hand then carried his eyes back up to Bulma, "thank you."
Bulma just winked, "anything for you cakes."
Bulma crumpled the sides of news paper in her hands and gritted her teeth, ceiling dust began to crumple on her head and paper, large pounding and booms scattered the whole corporation.
"So much for anything," Bulma cursed.
For three whole hours this had been going on, the house shook from its foundations, sound of large explosions, and scream, n-o-n-s-t-o-p. what would you think differently? Two of the most powerful men in the universe put together in one body, a lot of power!
The house gave one huge shack, white powder from the ceiling fell on Bulma, she had, had the last straw! With a yell she crumpled up the news paper and threw it on the floor, and began to unmercifully stomp on it, cussing, cursing and with one final act spat on the paper.
"That stupid..." Bulma was so angry the poor words just slipped from her tongue, "that stupid idiot thing!"
Vegetto walked out of the rather badly beaten up gravity room with a satisfied smile and a towel hanging around his neck. Strolling around the house, up the stairs to the master bedroom which rather larger then the one at the Son house. This one included a giant walk-in closet, giant bathroom with Jacuzzi, two sinks and a vanity. Not to mention a giant comfy bed!
Walking toward the bathroom he opened the door to opening in on Bulma just getting out of the shower wrapping a towel around her.
"Owf!" he yelped at the sight then quickly pulled away, then 'BAAM' knocking his head on the door frame to finish it off, "ah!" he squeaked at the pain.
Bulma whom was too caught off surprise leaped back, but then realized he had hit his head pretty hard, after all it did leave a dent in the door frame.
"Vegetto you ok?!" Bulma shouted leaping forward, opening the door wide to see him sitting on the floor rubbing the back of his head. She quickly fell to his side, placing her hand on his chest, the other on his back, trying to reassure if she could help him in any way.
"Yeah-yeah I am fine," he mumbled still rubbing his head.
Bulma reached up her fingers and pushed his hand that was rubbing away, "stop rubbing it like that," she said sternly, then replaced his hand with her fingers, searching his scalp for the bump. Rubbing his sculp. Gently rubbing his scalp....have I mentioned 'gently'?
Vegetto let the pleasure of the touch take hold of him, he let his head slowly roll back and small moans escape his chest. Bulma heard him and glanced down, but greedily continued, contributing his pleasure.
Vegeta let her, until suddenly his eyes sprang open when he tipped reality, leaping forward he stumbled to his feet and faced her.
"What is it?!" she whaled spooked by his sudden leave.
Vegetto gave her a nervous grin, "ah-nothing," he then lifted up his arm to pull the towel (that was now hanging on his shoulder) off, but was caught in a yank with his sour arm from early.
"Your shoulder still hurt?" Bulma asked precariously stepping forward.
Vegetto yanked his eyes from his shoulder to Bulma, "ah, yeah. Actually it dose."
Bulma smiled gleefully and grabbed his upper arm, "fallow me, I know 'just' the remedy for it."
"So what do you think about 'Vegetto'?" Trunks asked sticking a stick in a creek and swirling it about the rocks, lifting dirt and mud.
"He's cool!" Goten exclaimed but seemed to grow a little bit more low in spirit, "its just....he wasn't like my other dad you know? And sometimes its hard to think Vegetto as my dad in a small way."
"Yeah I get what your saying," Trunks added, "but its all cool. the new dad is way more powerful, and that's cool enough for me!"
"Yeah," Goten mumbled breaking a twig in half and threw it into the stream to see it flow away. He then let out a sigh and shifted his shoulder blades that were nestled into a tree trunk, he then lifted his eyes still watching the little stream, "hey Trunks."
"Yeah?"
"Are you my brother now?"
Trunks shrugged his shoulders, but then looked behind his shoulders at Goten rather sheepishly, "I don't think so. My dad or 'Vegetto' never went down on end with your mom."
Goten's eyes lit up, "what dose that mean?"
Trunks looked back to the water tossing the stick he was playing with into the water, "I am not 'too' sure, but I know your mom and Vegetto ever did it, so no, I don't think your really my brother."
"Oh...ok," Goten chirped.
"Hey but Goten. Where has dad been sleeping? with your mom?"
"No. He told me he wanted my bed, so I sleep with my mom."
Trunks chuckled, "oh. Well that's 'interesting'," he mocked.
"Hey!" Goten barked, " there is nothing wrong with sleeping with your mom!"
"Will you just lay down on the bed!" Bulma exclaimed at Vegetto whom was on the verge of falling backwards on the bed.
"But I ...!" he called out waving his arms in defense as she came the ever closer.
"Don't be such a baby," Bulma snickered then pushed him on the chest causing him to fall in the bed on his back with his legs still hanging. Quickly he scrambled onto his elbows but before he knew it Bulma was standing on the bed pointing down at him,
"Scootch up all the way," she ordered.
He did so panicky. "Know just roll over," she smiled, finding his nervousness appealing.
He did so hesitantly, his body still tense.
She laughed lightly and plopped down on his wear end with her legs off to the side, he almost jumped out of his skin. But no good for him, he couldn't move a muscle due to the situation.
"Ok, now." she slowly reached her arms up and began to rub his shoulder, rubbing with her forefingers and pressing in with her thumbs.
It felt 'so' good, Vegetto felt his eyes flicker to the back of his head and soft breaths from his lips. A message like this was spectacular! Bulma felt his body melt beneath her hands, not a tense muscle to be found.
A good ten minutes passed, Bulma stopped her messaging and moved her hands to the bottom corner of his shirt, she began to tug the blue gi up from the belt when suddenly sh felt a heavy hand grab hers.
"What are you doing?" came a shaky yet stern voice.
"Oh please," she groaned and yanked his hand away and pulled up the right side of his shirt till it his armpit, "hold out your arm."
He didn't do a thing.
"Come on!"
He slowly did. She then pulled his arm out of the sleeve and pushed it next to his neck. Now half of his side and shoulder uncovered.
'I could feel Bulma on me, I could feel ever movement she made, it echoed through my body like rock hitting tin. I didn't know what she was doing! I did n't know what she was leading to! I was to scared to move! I bet, while she was messaging me she sought to subdue me, then she is going to rape me! Ack! Who ever hears of a women rapping a man?! I tell ya, it isn't natural! None of it!'
Bulma then reached forward and grabbed a bottle from the desk that lay next to the bedside. Opening the cap she beat some liquid into her ands and then beat it into her hands, she then began to rub it in, she felt Vegetto jerk under her body.
"God nabit women! That's cold!" he barked.
Bulma just rolled her eyes with a smile.
'There is Vegeta for you.'
"Calm down you big baby. Its oil that will help null the ache." Vegetto just rolled his eyes and let her due her bloody business, and slowly, fell asleep.......
A/N: so? What I liked about this chapter is how the most the whole time Vegetto thinks Bulma is putting major moves on him, but really isn't, well maybe a lil, but not rape him. Haha. As you can see this is a mix humor and kinda drama, its basically a romantic comedy, not just pure humor. Well please review and I hope you liked it!