WIth You
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Twenty-one: Krillin's Discovery
"Let's go." Vegeta said.
"You didn't have to be so rude, you know." Bulma said, while being picked up.
"Well Kakkarot was making me angry. I don't need everyone on the planet knowing that we're seeing each other." Vegeta said, blasting off. Bulma laughed. "You're just too proud to admit you have feelings, hm? Well as long as deep down you really love me, I guess I can live with that." She kissed him through the words. Vegeta's flying pace slowed as he took charge of the kiss and mouthed back the actions.
Meanwhile, Krillin had been asked over to Goku's house for brunch, and was flying to the Son residence at that very moment. He was almost there, and the house was in sight. But...what was that up ahead?
"What is that--a person...?" He put his hand over his eyes and squinted at the far off figure. As he neared, he recognized one of two people. "I see...two? Two people...is that Vegeta?! What's he doing, and who is--Bulma?!" He almost fell from the sky and onto the ground. Regaining his flight, he shook his head. "It can't be, I'm imagining things. That must be Yamcha and Bulma, just...makin' out in mid-air by Goku's house...but why?! I thought Bulma would slap Yamcha if he even tried to hug her!" Krillin was very confused. He flew faster, as the suspence of what was really going on started to annoy him.
The paths of the two flying beings had eventually crossed, and Krillin gaped at the sight. "Bulma, what the heck is goin' on here?!" He screamed.
"Ahh!" Vegeta yelled in surprise and halting the long kiss to scream. Bulma looked over and saw Krillin, and she too screamed. "Ahh, Krillin, don't sneak up on us like that! You scared me!" She freaked. Krillin raised his eyebrows, seeing Bulma sitting in Vegeta's arms, and Vegeta's face half covered in pink lipstick.
"Well what in the heck are you two doing, Bulma?! I could have sworn I just saw, with my own eyes, you two kissing! Each other! Without a prompting of any sort or consecquence of not doing so! Of your own free will!" Krillin was still screaming.
"You did." Vegeta wiped his mouth. Krillin's eyes widened, and his arms fell to his sides.
"I what?!"
"You caught us red-handed. Are you happy now? You gonna run around spreading the news?" Vegeta said. He can't believe Krillin had seen them. He was going to tell everyone in sight what he knew, about how traumatized he was, for sure. Bulma thought she foresaw Krillin one day describing this to a mental doctor.
"I...hafta go. Goku wanted me to come over...bye Bulma!" Krillin shot off towards the Son house, and didn't turn around to take a second look or wave. Bulma shrugged. "Oh well." She said carelessly.
"I'll be a laughingstock. Not even Kakkarot's been seen kissing his woman in public." Vegeta sighed, quickening his speed in flight and looking at Bulma with an upset frown. Bulma, thinking about other things, laughed. " 'His woman'...? Are you calling me your 'woman?' What am I supposed to make of that?"
"It means you're my woman."
"Yeah, I got that, but what does that mean?" Bulma persisted.
"Just...that you're...mine...?" Vegeta tried not to get all sentimental and mushy on her again when they weren't even home yet. Bulma laughed. "I was right. You are sweet." She said, hugging him as he flew her home.
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter Twenty-one: Krillin's Discovery
"Let's go." Vegeta said.
"You didn't have to be so rude, you know." Bulma said, while being picked up.
"Well Kakkarot was making me angry. I don't need everyone on the planet knowing that we're seeing each other." Vegeta said, blasting off. Bulma laughed. "You're just too proud to admit you have feelings, hm? Well as long as deep down you really love me, I guess I can live with that." She kissed him through the words. Vegeta's flying pace slowed as he took charge of the kiss and mouthed back the actions.
Meanwhile, Krillin had been asked over to Goku's house for brunch, and was flying to the Son residence at that very moment. He was almost there, and the house was in sight. But...what was that up ahead?
"What is that--a person...?" He put his hand over his eyes and squinted at the far off figure. As he neared, he recognized one of two people. "I see...two? Two people...is that Vegeta?! What's he doing, and who is--Bulma?!" He almost fell from the sky and onto the ground. Regaining his flight, he shook his head. "It can't be, I'm imagining things. That must be Yamcha and Bulma, just...makin' out in mid-air by Goku's house...but why?! I thought Bulma would slap Yamcha if he even tried to hug her!" Krillin was very confused. He flew faster, as the suspence of what was really going on started to annoy him.
The paths of the two flying beings had eventually crossed, and Krillin gaped at the sight. "Bulma, what the heck is goin' on here?!" He screamed.
"Ahh!" Vegeta yelled in surprise and halting the long kiss to scream. Bulma looked over and saw Krillin, and she too screamed. "Ahh, Krillin, don't sneak up on us like that! You scared me!" She freaked. Krillin raised his eyebrows, seeing Bulma sitting in Vegeta's arms, and Vegeta's face half covered in pink lipstick.
"Well what in the heck are you two doing, Bulma?! I could have sworn I just saw, with my own eyes, you two kissing! Each other! Without a prompting of any sort or consecquence of not doing so! Of your own free will!" Krillin was still screaming.
"You did." Vegeta wiped his mouth. Krillin's eyes widened, and his arms fell to his sides.
"I what?!"
"You caught us red-handed. Are you happy now? You gonna run around spreading the news?" Vegeta said. He can't believe Krillin had seen them. He was going to tell everyone in sight what he knew, about how traumatized he was, for sure. Bulma thought she foresaw Krillin one day describing this to a mental doctor.
"I...hafta go. Goku wanted me to come over...bye Bulma!" Krillin shot off towards the Son house, and didn't turn around to take a second look or wave. Bulma shrugged. "Oh well." She said carelessly.
"I'll be a laughingstock. Not even Kakkarot's been seen kissing his woman in public." Vegeta sighed, quickening his speed in flight and looking at Bulma with an upset frown. Bulma, thinking about other things, laughed. " 'His woman'...? Are you calling me your 'woman?' What am I supposed to make of that?"
"It means you're my woman."
"Yeah, I got that, but what does that mean?" Bulma persisted.
"Just...that you're...mine...?" Vegeta tried not to get all sentimental and mushy on her again when they weren't even home yet. Bulma laughed. "I was right. You are sweet." She said, hugging him as he flew her home.