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Chapter 5
The Next Night
It was night. Bulma and Yamcha had broken up the day before. Bulma was in the kitchen, drinking, Vegeta was on the couch watching a movie… or, rather, falling asleep to a movie, and everyone else was somewhere else. When Bulma heard Vegeta snoring, she went out to the living room. Mind you, at this point, she was drunk, so don't blame her for the following events. She walked over to the couch, sat down at Vegeta's feet, took his shoes off, and then started to unbuckle his belt, at which point, Vegeta woke up.
"What do you think you're doing, onna? I am not your boyfriend, and never will be," Vegeta said, saying the last part with a lot less conviction than he'd meant to.
"Just having a little fun with the hottest guy ever to exist," she hiccupped. Vegeta realized she wasn't as drunk as she should have been to be doing that. She still knew, to some degree, what she was doing. she might remember this, she might not, so I'm going to do something I've wanted to do for awhile. Vegeta thought. He pulled her close, and kissed her passionately. She pulled away, but not until she needed air. They stayed together on the couch that night. The next morning, Bulma woke up on the couch in Vegeta's arms. "What happened? Vegeta, did we…"
"No, nothing happened. You tried to get me to, though. You passed out after about 10 minutes of kissing me."
"And you let me do that?"
"What, pass out or kiss me?"
"Kiss you."
"I kissed you first."
"Oh…" she started kissing him again, just like she had the night before. He kissed her back, loving every minute, not that he'd ever admit it.