Everything in this fic is totaly made up and come from my imagination. I dont own any of the things in this fic excpect the fic itself. I dont own DBZ or any of the charicters. This is a MATURE fic so if you are faint of heart I suggest you dont read it but for everyoneeles.... Thanks and enjoy.
P.S. I know i havent updated in a while and i am sorry. PLEASE REVIEW! Us writers love it when yall do :)!!
Jump 8
All five of them walked down to the end of the corridor and opened a door off to the left, they entered, and the men could hear an intake in the two ladies with thems breathing. The room was palatial, like the one on the ship but more exotic. The main colors of the room was white and black; they presently were in the living room area; there was a big screen on a far side wall in the middle in front of them. A big black leather plush sofa sat in the middle of the room and in front of the screen, on the ground sat a thickly carpeted rug modestly a fadded black. The rest of the room had hardwood flooring.
Automaticly the two ladies ran in the room jumping on the couch enthusiasticly. "OUCH!" Bulma said grabbing her knee, "damn table!" She cursed in all the languages she could muster. Infront of the fat long sofa was a table made from some type of wood forein to what she had seen. The legs stuck out in weird directions and the top was iregular making her think of a leaf. Kay started to giggle a bit but then bit it back when Bulma gave her a glare then started to laugh with her. Bulma grabbed Kays hand and pulled her up to look at everything eles. The room was reletively bare from no use but they could change that.
Both of them got up in allusion and turned to their right where the kitchen/dinning area was. The kitchen was modest but the room had a big fridge and freezer, non connected, and a deep old fasion sink and a dishwasher. Kay was the first to open the frige to take a peak inside. For the second time that day both were astonished and had to take an intake of breath. To say the least it was paked solid with food vegitables, fruit, already mad meat, milk, all the drink products you could think of even coke and pepsi resided in thier fridge. Of course Kay had never seen any of these types of ideams but Bulma had. Infact Bulma helped make pepsi it was one of thows frivolous things that her father let her help with. Bulma smiled widely and then turned to the freezer and opened it. Piles and piles even upon piles of meat resided in it. Frozen vegetables, fruit, Ice cream, cool whip etc. In allusion everyone in the rooms stomach growled. Bulma looked at Kay and laughed whole heartedly, and the men looked at them like she was mad.
"Yall want something to eat? I am starving!" Bulma said to the men that were standing at the door. They all nodded enthusiasticly and ran as fast as they could to the table. Only Vegeta took his time to the table but even he walked a little fast then normal. "Now it aint gonna be done for about an hour yall could sit and wait and talk about fighting and what not or work out." Bulma said, as she pulled out some meat and potatoes and frozen corn and rolls. She let the rolls sit and rise as she grabbed the potatoes. "On second thought, hey you, ya Carleon. Can you come over and help peel these potatoes?" .....
It went on like that for the time. They all pitched in even if it was to get drinks or set the table, to figure out how everything worked or was made. They ate in silence, after they had already finished eating, a short innocent yawn came from Kay's mouth, and Bulma then sent her to bed with a cookie and a glass of water. Upon entering Kay's bedroom they noticed it was small and made for a little girl; Bulma guessed Vegeta had people fix it up for Kay while they were on their way there. Pink in nature with some creams and a cream color bathroom with little lipsticks and gloss, tooth brushes and paste, shampoos and conditioners and a thick stack of towels underneith the main fosset. The bed was a king size and made of thick silks and squishy mold to your body matris (SP). Buloma gave her a kiss and went off to talk with Nappa and carleon.
With a long sigh Bulma walked out of Kay's room making sure to open the closet door with the light on just a crack. Like mum use to do, Bulma thought exhustedly(sp?). She sat at the table where the three men resided talking about bloody war stories, Vegeta went on.."An I looked him in the eye and smirked and pushed my boot down further cracking the..." He stopped abruptly as Bulma walked in. "Woman, Nappa, Carleon leave... i must speak with the onna." He stated professionaly with no room for arguement. As told so Nappa and Carleon left leaving Bulma and Vegeta in the Dinning area.
"Hmmm...hayum?" she half said half yawned. As she sat in one of the wooden, rather large, chairs in the dinning room. She scootched up to the table making the chair moan across the tiled floor. Vegeta started first.
(at this point it is, as of now, around 1:29 A.M standered earth time)
"Well I guess I will start first. You are to build anything that I or the king require you to build without remark or hesitation because that is your job. You are to think up estravagant ideas in ANY of your spare time. Please, and I never use this word loosely, do this for the Sayian Empire. I was told you were the best, now instead of playing with little gadgets that were at your disposle, you are playing with the big boys. FAILURE is NOT an option. I hope I make make myself clear when I say that. I lived under his rule for ten years before I was sent back to my home..here. I have seen horrors you couldnt imagine, things I would Never subject you or any other personel or third class second class, elite, etc. I've seen and have been taught to torture something male or female in ways more horrid than the imagination can bare." Vegeta looked down at his hands mabe embarassed or mabe ashamed? Bulma sat in shock waiting for him to continue.
"I remember once, I was no older than nine. I was called to his throne room, I made it there and made the proper salutes etc but something was different. I dont know. Mabe it was how he turned that vile liquid in his glass, mabe it was how he purked his lips and slide his tounge over the glass. Or mabe it was the glint in his eye. He gave what he was up to in that mear glint of lust that flikered across his eye. He called Zarbon out. He told me to get bare of my armor but I didnt understand why. The son of a bitch ordere Zarbon to rape me as he watched. I remember the roughness of it and all the blood .. my blood. I passed out from the pain before that sick fuck finished. I have done alot for my people but never something as close to my person and as tromitizing as that."
He finished his story and looked back into Bulma's eyes tring he guessed to find some kind of emotion, anything to flicker across her eyes. Nothing, she had shut her eyes a while before then listening to the story. One single tear fell as she opened her eyes and looked at him. At first he started in rage at the fact that she might pity him, but it wasn't pity that made the tear fall. It was understanding. Understanding that he told her something so close to him, something never told to anyone before. Bulma got up and went to find where the men had put her belongings and came back with some blue prints.
"These are blue prints for something I have been working on for some time. I never told you about these because well I dont think I need to go Into that. Anyway It is for a gravity room." She stated scientificly. Vegeta looked at her in suprise and wonderment as he urged her to go on with a nodded and an out streteched hand toward the blue prints. She handed them to him and took a seat next to him. He opened It up spreading it across the roundish table. "This here these are the calculations to Multiply Earths gravitys. Here is where the controls will be and here." She slide her hand across the blueprint towards the bottom. "That is where I will come in to fix what you have done to the circutes. In other words that is the place where all the wires and such will be. here is where the emergincy button will be just in case I need to get you out of there in a hurry. It will automaticly turn off all gravity and you will, theoriticly hit the ceiling like wet tolet paper." She said in a bit of a laugh as he gave her a warning glance.
"If you dare... I wont, I wont I swear Vegeta but anyway what do you think?" Vegeta smirked at her and that was enough to know he was very satisfied. She yawned, tired, for it being now 2 a.m. and requested sleep. Vegeta caved an said she could sleep. He asked for the blue prints which she gave him, saying he would take them down for the workers to get started imedietly. Bulma had started in protest but was stopped.
"Woman you can added the final touches an whatever, but I want them to get started on the frame work." She gave in not wanting to argue because her body was very tired. She nodded but started to fall asleep. Before she new it she was in the arms of Vegeta carriing her to her room. She smiled an nuzzled into his chest right before he tossed her on her bed to leave.
"Thanks." was all she got to say before her body surcomed to the much needed sleep. He shook his head and walke back into the kitchen and grabbed the blue prints off the bar that was connected with the kitchen. Obviously thats where he set them before he brought her to bed. He couldnt figure out why he had done it but what was done was done.
He walked out of her room meandering toward the science labe to bring the science team the prints, telling them to get the framework done before dawn came, which they did reluctantly knowing if they didn't he would kill them. He walked out but before he went he spoke with Bardock who was the head scientist of the planet. "You will now not be the head scientist but the assistant scientist. The newly appointed scientist will be here later this morning and you are to show it the proper respect. Is that understood soldier?" He new Bardock would be shocke but he would have to get over it. Then, turning, he started to his palatial princes quarters which just so happened to be on the opposite side of that infuriating woman's...
P.S. I know i havent updated in a while and i am sorry. PLEASE REVIEW! Us writers love it when yall do :)!!
Jump 8
All five of them walked down to the end of the corridor and opened a door off to the left, they entered, and the men could hear an intake in the two ladies with thems breathing. The room was palatial, like the one on the ship but more exotic. The main colors of the room was white and black; they presently were in the living room area; there was a big screen on a far side wall in the middle in front of them. A big black leather plush sofa sat in the middle of the room and in front of the screen, on the ground sat a thickly carpeted rug modestly a fadded black. The rest of the room had hardwood flooring.
Automaticly the two ladies ran in the room jumping on the couch enthusiasticly. "OUCH!" Bulma said grabbing her knee, "damn table!" She cursed in all the languages she could muster. Infront of the fat long sofa was a table made from some type of wood forein to what she had seen. The legs stuck out in weird directions and the top was iregular making her think of a leaf. Kay started to giggle a bit but then bit it back when Bulma gave her a glare then started to laugh with her. Bulma grabbed Kays hand and pulled her up to look at everything eles. The room was reletively bare from no use but they could change that.
Both of them got up in allusion and turned to their right where the kitchen/dinning area was. The kitchen was modest but the room had a big fridge and freezer, non connected, and a deep old fasion sink and a dishwasher. Kay was the first to open the frige to take a peak inside. For the second time that day both were astonished and had to take an intake of breath. To say the least it was paked solid with food vegitables, fruit, already mad meat, milk, all the drink products you could think of even coke and pepsi resided in thier fridge. Of course Kay had never seen any of these types of ideams but Bulma had. Infact Bulma helped make pepsi it was one of thows frivolous things that her father let her help with. Bulma smiled widely and then turned to the freezer and opened it. Piles and piles even upon piles of meat resided in it. Frozen vegetables, fruit, Ice cream, cool whip etc. In allusion everyone in the rooms stomach growled. Bulma looked at Kay and laughed whole heartedly, and the men looked at them like she was mad.
"Yall want something to eat? I am starving!" Bulma said to the men that were standing at the door. They all nodded enthusiasticly and ran as fast as they could to the table. Only Vegeta took his time to the table but even he walked a little fast then normal. "Now it aint gonna be done for about an hour yall could sit and wait and talk about fighting and what not or work out." Bulma said, as she pulled out some meat and potatoes and frozen corn and rolls. She let the rolls sit and rise as she grabbed the potatoes. "On second thought, hey you, ya Carleon. Can you come over and help peel these potatoes?" .....
It went on like that for the time. They all pitched in even if it was to get drinks or set the table, to figure out how everything worked or was made. They ate in silence, after they had already finished eating, a short innocent yawn came from Kay's mouth, and Bulma then sent her to bed with a cookie and a glass of water. Upon entering Kay's bedroom they noticed it was small and made for a little girl; Bulma guessed Vegeta had people fix it up for Kay while they were on their way there. Pink in nature with some creams and a cream color bathroom with little lipsticks and gloss, tooth brushes and paste, shampoos and conditioners and a thick stack of towels underneith the main fosset. The bed was a king size and made of thick silks and squishy mold to your body matris (SP). Buloma gave her a kiss and went off to talk with Nappa and carleon.
With a long sigh Bulma walked out of Kay's room making sure to open the closet door with the light on just a crack. Like mum use to do, Bulma thought exhustedly(sp?). She sat at the table where the three men resided talking about bloody war stories, Vegeta went on.."An I looked him in the eye and smirked and pushed my boot down further cracking the..." He stopped abruptly as Bulma walked in. "Woman, Nappa, Carleon leave... i must speak with the onna." He stated professionaly with no room for arguement. As told so Nappa and Carleon left leaving Bulma and Vegeta in the Dinning area.
"Hmmm...hayum?" she half said half yawned. As she sat in one of the wooden, rather large, chairs in the dinning room. She scootched up to the table making the chair moan across the tiled floor. Vegeta started first.
(at this point it is, as of now, around 1:29 A.M standered earth time)
"Well I guess I will start first. You are to build anything that I or the king require you to build without remark or hesitation because that is your job. You are to think up estravagant ideas in ANY of your spare time. Please, and I never use this word loosely, do this for the Sayian Empire. I was told you were the best, now instead of playing with little gadgets that were at your disposle, you are playing with the big boys. FAILURE is NOT an option. I hope I make make myself clear when I say that. I lived under his rule for ten years before I was sent back to my home..here. I have seen horrors you couldnt imagine, things I would Never subject you or any other personel or third class second class, elite, etc. I've seen and have been taught to torture something male or female in ways more horrid than the imagination can bare." Vegeta looked down at his hands mabe embarassed or mabe ashamed? Bulma sat in shock waiting for him to continue.
"I remember once, I was no older than nine. I was called to his throne room, I made it there and made the proper salutes etc but something was different. I dont know. Mabe it was how he turned that vile liquid in his glass, mabe it was how he purked his lips and slide his tounge over the glass. Or mabe it was the glint in his eye. He gave what he was up to in that mear glint of lust that flikered across his eye. He called Zarbon out. He told me to get bare of my armor but I didnt understand why. The son of a bitch ordere Zarbon to rape me as he watched. I remember the roughness of it and all the blood .. my blood. I passed out from the pain before that sick fuck finished. I have done alot for my people but never something as close to my person and as tromitizing as that."
He finished his story and looked back into Bulma's eyes tring he guessed to find some kind of emotion, anything to flicker across her eyes. Nothing, she had shut her eyes a while before then listening to the story. One single tear fell as she opened her eyes and looked at him. At first he started in rage at the fact that she might pity him, but it wasn't pity that made the tear fall. It was understanding. Understanding that he told her something so close to him, something never told to anyone before. Bulma got up and went to find where the men had put her belongings and came back with some blue prints.
"These are blue prints for something I have been working on for some time. I never told you about these because well I dont think I need to go Into that. Anyway It is for a gravity room." She stated scientificly. Vegeta looked at her in suprise and wonderment as he urged her to go on with a nodded and an out streteched hand toward the blue prints. She handed them to him and took a seat next to him. He opened It up spreading it across the roundish table. "This here these are the calculations to Multiply Earths gravitys. Here is where the controls will be and here." She slide her hand across the blueprint towards the bottom. "That is where I will come in to fix what you have done to the circutes. In other words that is the place where all the wires and such will be. here is where the emergincy button will be just in case I need to get you out of there in a hurry. It will automaticly turn off all gravity and you will, theoriticly hit the ceiling like wet tolet paper." She said in a bit of a laugh as he gave her a warning glance.
"If you dare... I wont, I wont I swear Vegeta but anyway what do you think?" Vegeta smirked at her and that was enough to know he was very satisfied. She yawned, tired, for it being now 2 a.m. and requested sleep. Vegeta caved an said she could sleep. He asked for the blue prints which she gave him, saying he would take them down for the workers to get started imedietly. Bulma had started in protest but was stopped.
"Woman you can added the final touches an whatever, but I want them to get started on the frame work." She gave in not wanting to argue because her body was very tired. She nodded but started to fall asleep. Before she new it she was in the arms of Vegeta carriing her to her room. She smiled an nuzzled into his chest right before he tossed her on her bed to leave.
"Thanks." was all she got to say before her body surcomed to the much needed sleep. He shook his head and walke back into the kitchen and grabbed the blue prints off the bar that was connected with the kitchen. Obviously thats where he set them before he brought her to bed. He couldnt figure out why he had done it but what was done was done.
He walked out of her room meandering toward the science labe to bring the science team the prints, telling them to get the framework done before dawn came, which they did reluctantly knowing if they didn't he would kill them. He walked out but before he went he spoke with Bardock who was the head scientist of the planet. "You will now not be the head scientist but the assistant scientist. The newly appointed scientist will be here later this morning and you are to show it the proper respect. Is that understood soldier?" He new Bardock would be shocke but he would have to get over it. Then, turning, he started to his palatial princes quarters which just so happened to be on the opposite side of that infuriating woman's...