Memories Resurfaced Ch.12
Note: Hey guys! I'M BACK!!! YAY!! *throws a party* Yeah, I know, it took my longer than usual to write the chapter...a VERY long time ....I'll tell you why....IT'S BECAUSE MY STUPID COMPUTER DELETED ALL OF MY STORIES!!!!!!! AND MY PICTURES!!!!! ALL 286 OF THEM!!!!! GAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH! CURSES!!!!!!!!!!!! *calms down* Whoo....anyway, I also had some sort of writer's block, so I suppose that's another excuse of mine. Well, here's the chappie and it took me forever so enjoy! ^_^
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply, see chapter one.
Bulma walked out of the changing rooms. Her bikini was a teal blue to match her gorgeous hair and eyes. There was a white streak going horizontal across the chest, like lightning as fiery as her temper.
Vegeta gawked stupidly at her.
'How can she be so beautiful, when she's a mere human?'
Bulma cocked her head at Vegeta, and spoke.
"What, Vegeta? Is there something on me? Is my suit ripped? Or...maybe...You like what you see?" She smirked at Vegeta's bewildered look and continued, "Come on, Vegeta! You should have seen the look on your face when I stepped out of the changing rooms!"
Vegeta snapped out of his daze and crossed his arms.
"Hmph! Impressed? With YOU?! Ha! You don't have enough machinery to impress me, onna...Believe me, I've seen MUCH better!" he smirked, redeeming himself, even though he knew that he had never seen a body with more enticing curves in his lifetime.
Bulma glared at him.
"I'll have you know, that, more than likely, you haven't seen anything in your entire life! The best woman you've probably made contact with was Frieza!" she snapped before realizing she might have gone too far; the furious look that Vegeta held was more than enough confirmation.
Vegeta restrained himself as the voice in his head calmed him down.
'She's just a baka onna; she knows nothing...She didn't even see Frieza...'
Instead of bursting, much to Bulma's surprise, he shook off his angered face and changed the subject.
"Damn it, onna! Stop your blabbering and let's get this over with!" he walked to the cooler, picked it up and glared back at her, "Well?! Are you coming, or not?!"
Bulma snapped to reality and helped with the other cooler.
After settling down, with the coolers, food, and their minds, they laid out a blanket to sit on and both sat in the sun, waiting for the other to say something.
Bulma grew tired of the silence and spoke.
"You know, Vegeta...I COULD use some tan lotion. Could you put some on my back, please?" she batted her eyelashes, "I'll burn my skin if you don't, and I can't reach back there!"
Vegeta gave the most humorous look Bulma had ever seen, but calmed himself and obeyed.
Bulma was in shock. Did the Prideful Snot just do what she wanted, without threat? She thought she had died. Her panicked thoughts soon drifted away, to the sweet moment at hand.
'Damn! He has good hands!' Bulma thought to herself with a smile.
Vegeta could feel the chills run down Bulma's spine as he continued; he grinned, finished, and turned back to her, throwing her the bottle of lotion in the process.
The Saiya-jin prince laughed at her bewilderment and turned around again. He turned his head after a moment, which Bulma was still sitting there holding the bottle staring at him.
"Well? I did your back...now you do mine!" he smirked as evilly as he possibly could.
Bulma could not hold in her pleasure at Vegeta's devilish smirk. She was losing her calm composure, and became almost hysterical.
"You want me to rub lotion on your back?" she smiled nervously.
He gave a soft but sarcastic glare.
"Did I stutter, onna?!"
Bulma nodded and complied with the order.
As she rubbed, she fingered every muscle on his strong back, all the way down to where his tail stub was. She rubbed there too, just out of curiosity.
Vegeta gave a rumble in his throat, which to Bulma, was a giggle. Bulma smirked as evilly as she could, scaring Vegeta near death.
"What's the matter? Are you ticklish?!"
Vegeta widened his eyes and even stuttered some.
"WHAT!? Of course not! I never feel such emotion!"
"Oh really? Then what was that, just a moment ago?"
Vegeta blushed and crossed his arms with denial, then grunted casually.
Bulma could not resist but to do it again. This time, Vegeta actually started laughing. She stopped for only a moment and continued, watching Vegeta laugh so hard that tears dripped from his face.
"S-stop it!! Da- hahahaha!! Da-damn you!!"
Bulma then became more fierce with her tickling and leaned over him, while finding out that he was ticklish in other places too.
Vegeta after laughing so hard, finally got her off himself and grabbed her wrist. Bulma had a frightened look on her face, as though he would attack her.
Vegeta smirked and jerked her towards the ground, tickling her in the process, going harder as she laughed.
"Hahahahahahaha!! S-stop it!!!!!" Much to Vegeta's surprise, she forced the both of them into a roll along the bright sand.
They stopped suddenly, with Bulma propped up on top of Vegeta, her eyes filled with shock, but still red from the tears she laughed a moment ago.
Vegeta stared up at her. She was but an inch away from his face, and he took advantage of every second, admiring her beauty and taking in every detail of it.
Bulma swallowed, a feeling at the pit of her stomach was radiating so much power, and longing...She had to satisfy it.
Making a bold move, Bulma leaned in closer to Vegeta's face, desiring nearly every part of him. His olive skin, his onyx eyes, and his demanding glare. Though, now, his scowl was at ease.
Vegeta complied with her silent demand, and took her into a passionate kiss, under the bright, elegant rays of the sun, and holding each other close for what seemed like an eternity to the both of them.
Finally, Bulma let go and stared into his handsome face. He was baffled and somewhat angered, by the looks of it. As though he had done something wrong. But he could not resist the feeling he held. He resisted his urge to push her off, and let her release herself from his gentle grip.
She stood and faced him, while he laid on the ground looking back into her blue eyes. Bulma turned and walked toward the ocean. Wading ankle-deep into the water, and sitting on the sand; watching the sunset.
Vegeta heaved himself up and walked towards her. He kneeled down and stared once again into her eyes. She looked up at him, with tears in her eyes. Then Vegeta came to a realization, she had just officially broken up with Yamcha. The kiss confirmed it. And even though he could tell that she had thoroughly enjoyed the kiss...something inside of Vegeta told him that he would not be able to replace him. He looked away from her and stood.
Bulma jerked her head towards him with yet more tears running down her face. She snatched his hand and pulled him back towards her into a gentle embrace.
Vegeta was shocked. But assented to her silent scream, a scream that shook his mind, and he again had locked his lips to hers; both of them quietly ascending to the sand and laid together under the sunset, sharing kiss after the other.
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Author: AW!!!!!!!! THAT WAS SOO CUTE!!! *composes self* Ahem! Now! Remember people, another five reviews, and you get another chappie! Hazaa, hooray, yippee? Take your pick! Here's an insider to the next chapter, because I know your interested! Go on:
Vegeta and Bulma leave the beach to go to a dance club, concluding their beautiful day together, but who do they meet there?? Who will it be?!?!?! And why am I asking these questions, when I already know the answer?!?! WHO KNOWS!! Just get your lazy ass off the couch and sit it in the computer chair to read!!
Bye, friends!
Note: Hey guys! I'M BACK!!! YAY!! *throws a party* Yeah, I know, it took my longer than usual to write the chapter...a VERY long time ....I'll tell you why....IT'S BECAUSE MY STUPID COMPUTER DELETED ALL OF MY STORIES!!!!!!! AND MY PICTURES!!!!! ALL 286 OF THEM!!!!! GAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH! CURSES!!!!!!!!!!!! *calms down* Whoo....anyway, I also had some sort of writer's block, so I suppose that's another excuse of mine. Well, here's the chappie and it took me forever so enjoy! ^_^
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply, see chapter one.
Bulma walked out of the changing rooms. Her bikini was a teal blue to match her gorgeous hair and eyes. There was a white streak going horizontal across the chest, like lightning as fiery as her temper.
Vegeta gawked stupidly at her.
'How can she be so beautiful, when she's a mere human?'
Bulma cocked her head at Vegeta, and spoke.
"What, Vegeta? Is there something on me? Is my suit ripped? Or...maybe...You like what you see?" She smirked at Vegeta's bewildered look and continued, "Come on, Vegeta! You should have seen the look on your face when I stepped out of the changing rooms!"
Vegeta snapped out of his daze and crossed his arms.
"Hmph! Impressed? With YOU?! Ha! You don't have enough machinery to impress me, onna...Believe me, I've seen MUCH better!" he smirked, redeeming himself, even though he knew that he had never seen a body with more enticing curves in his lifetime.
Bulma glared at him.
"I'll have you know, that, more than likely, you haven't seen anything in your entire life! The best woman you've probably made contact with was Frieza!" she snapped before realizing she might have gone too far; the furious look that Vegeta held was more than enough confirmation.
Vegeta restrained himself as the voice in his head calmed him down.
'She's just a baka onna; she knows nothing...She didn't even see Frieza...'
Instead of bursting, much to Bulma's surprise, he shook off his angered face and changed the subject.
"Damn it, onna! Stop your blabbering and let's get this over with!" he walked to the cooler, picked it up and glared back at her, "Well?! Are you coming, or not?!"
Bulma snapped to reality and helped with the other cooler.
After settling down, with the coolers, food, and their minds, they laid out a blanket to sit on and both sat in the sun, waiting for the other to say something.
Bulma grew tired of the silence and spoke.
"You know, Vegeta...I COULD use some tan lotion. Could you put some on my back, please?" she batted her eyelashes, "I'll burn my skin if you don't, and I can't reach back there!"
Vegeta gave the most humorous look Bulma had ever seen, but calmed himself and obeyed.
Bulma was in shock. Did the Prideful Snot just do what she wanted, without threat? She thought she had died. Her panicked thoughts soon drifted away, to the sweet moment at hand.
'Damn! He has good hands!' Bulma thought to herself with a smile.
Vegeta could feel the chills run down Bulma's spine as he continued; he grinned, finished, and turned back to her, throwing her the bottle of lotion in the process.
The Saiya-jin prince laughed at her bewilderment and turned around again. He turned his head after a moment, which Bulma was still sitting there holding the bottle staring at him.
"Well? I did your back...now you do mine!" he smirked as evilly as he possibly could.
Bulma could not hold in her pleasure at Vegeta's devilish smirk. She was losing her calm composure, and became almost hysterical.
"You want me to rub lotion on your back?" she smiled nervously.
He gave a soft but sarcastic glare.
"Did I stutter, onna?!"
Bulma nodded and complied with the order.
As she rubbed, she fingered every muscle on his strong back, all the way down to where his tail stub was. She rubbed there too, just out of curiosity.
Vegeta gave a rumble in his throat, which to Bulma, was a giggle. Bulma smirked as evilly as she could, scaring Vegeta near death.
"What's the matter? Are you ticklish?!"
Vegeta widened his eyes and even stuttered some.
"WHAT!? Of course not! I never feel such emotion!"
"Oh really? Then what was that, just a moment ago?"
Vegeta blushed and crossed his arms with denial, then grunted casually.
Bulma could not resist but to do it again. This time, Vegeta actually started laughing. She stopped for only a moment and continued, watching Vegeta laugh so hard that tears dripped from his face.
"S-stop it!! Da- hahahaha!! Da-damn you!!"
Bulma then became more fierce with her tickling and leaned over him, while finding out that he was ticklish in other places too.
Vegeta after laughing so hard, finally got her off himself and grabbed her wrist. Bulma had a frightened look on her face, as though he would attack her.
Vegeta smirked and jerked her towards the ground, tickling her in the process, going harder as she laughed.
"Hahahahahahaha!! S-stop it!!!!!" Much to Vegeta's surprise, she forced the both of them into a roll along the bright sand.
They stopped suddenly, with Bulma propped up on top of Vegeta, her eyes filled with shock, but still red from the tears she laughed a moment ago.
Vegeta stared up at her. She was but an inch away from his face, and he took advantage of every second, admiring her beauty and taking in every detail of it.
Bulma swallowed, a feeling at the pit of her stomach was radiating so much power, and longing...She had to satisfy it.
Making a bold move, Bulma leaned in closer to Vegeta's face, desiring nearly every part of him. His olive skin, his onyx eyes, and his demanding glare. Though, now, his scowl was at ease.
Vegeta complied with her silent demand, and took her into a passionate kiss, under the bright, elegant rays of the sun, and holding each other close for what seemed like an eternity to the both of them.
Finally, Bulma let go and stared into his handsome face. He was baffled and somewhat angered, by the looks of it. As though he had done something wrong. But he could not resist the feeling he held. He resisted his urge to push her off, and let her release herself from his gentle grip.
She stood and faced him, while he laid on the ground looking back into her blue eyes. Bulma turned and walked toward the ocean. Wading ankle-deep into the water, and sitting on the sand; watching the sunset.
Vegeta heaved himself up and walked towards her. He kneeled down and stared once again into her eyes. She looked up at him, with tears in her eyes. Then Vegeta came to a realization, she had just officially broken up with Yamcha. The kiss confirmed it. And even though he could tell that she had thoroughly enjoyed the kiss...something inside of Vegeta told him that he would not be able to replace him. He looked away from her and stood.
Bulma jerked her head towards him with yet more tears running down her face. She snatched his hand and pulled him back towards her into a gentle embrace.
Vegeta was shocked. But assented to her silent scream, a scream that shook his mind, and he again had locked his lips to hers; both of them quietly ascending to the sand and laid together under the sunset, sharing kiss after the other.
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Author: AW!!!!!!!! THAT WAS SOO CUTE!!! *composes self* Ahem! Now! Remember people, another five reviews, and you get another chappie! Hazaa, hooray, yippee? Take your pick! Here's an insider to the next chapter, because I know your interested! Go on:
Vegeta and Bulma leave the beach to go to a dance club, concluding their beautiful day together, but who do they meet there?? Who will it be?!?!?! And why am I asking these questions, when I already know the answer?!?! WHO KNOWS!! Just get your lazy ass off the couch and sit it in the computer chair to read!!
Bye, friends!