wa?Disclaimer: "Like my new pet?"
*brings out Vegeta who has a collar and leash on*
"I have a Vegeta all to myself now!"
*whispers* "Well I actually don't own him, but let's not tell him that okay?"
*pats Vegeta on the head and gives him a fried chicken wing* Good boy!
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GEKIDO DANCE
CHAPTER 5
He climbed over her legs and rested between them, this time laying his head on her stomach, and closing his eyes. "I promise." Just then the door burst open.
"Ah ha!! I knew it!" Bunny yelled, while pointing at them. Vegeta tensed up. "Mum, Vegeta is just a bit upset okay? Can you just leave us alone?" Bulma whined. Vegeta opened his eyes, and Mrs. Briefs saw Bulma was telling the truth.
"Okay honey.But just remember.There is no sense in rushing things dear!" "MUM!!!" "Okay dearie! I must be off then! Bye Bye!" She gave a quick glance at the two before prancing out of the room with a huge smile on her face.
'Oooo! I am finally going to have grandchildren! I'm glad it is not with that Yamcha fellow.although.He was kinda cute.' Mrs. Briefs went off into another one of her ditzy fantasies, as she went outside to water the flowers.
Once she had exited the room, Vegeta relaxed and let out a gush of air. He closed his eyes again. Bulma had felt him tense up, and wondered why he did so. He still felt a bit tense to her. She ran her hand down his back, and could feel all the muscles were very tight, and not loose and relaxed. "Hey Vegeta. You want a massage? You need to relax more." "How can I relax? I have had hunters and all sorts of people jump out at me when I took a chance to relax." "I'll make sure the bad people don't get you 'Geta." She teased. He couldn't help but give a little smile at her babying.
He got himself up into a pushup position, so Bulma could get out from under him, then flopped back down onto the bed. "Why don't you use the pillow? It will be more comfy." Vegeta reached up and pulled the pillow under his head. He could smell Bulma's scent all through it. He didn't mind though. It was nice, and faintly reminded him of strawberries.
Vegeta closed his eyes and put his arms around it as well. "This is so unfair. We never had beds this comfy in my time. Ours were always lumpy and hard. Sometimes they were damp too, from where the roof leaked. I never got a good night's rest, and I always woke up with a sore back." His voice sounded distorted, because one of his cheeks was squished up against the pillow. "Well that could be another reason why you are so tense." Bulma added as she climbed onto his back, being careful of his tail. "One good thing about being a vampire, is that coffins are really good for sleeping in. As well as a few other things." He cheekily remarked. "Like what?" "Hn. Get me my coffin and I can show you." "That could take a while." Bulma started to rub his back.
She was having a bit of trouble trying to massage him, because he had many muscles and all were as tight and taught as the next. "Damn.How.tense.can.one.guy.get?" Bulma's sentence was split into separate words as she kneaded her hands into his back as hard as she could, to try and loosen him up. "That's it. I can't do this!" She threw her hands up into the air in frustration. "That's odd. I didn't think you were the type of person who would just admit defeat so easily." Bulma scowled at him. "I'm not admitting anything bozo!" "What's a bozo?" Vegeta was confused by her slang. He did not have much of that in his time. Everything was rather formal. "ARRRGGHH!!!" Bulma pounded her fists into his back, trying to hurt him. It didn't work. "Heh. Stop that! It tickles."
Bulma was slightly pissed off that Vegeta wasn't responding the way she had hoped he would. But then again, he was a Saiyan. How could she possibly make a mark on him? Just then, she got an idea.
She lent forward and kissed him on the cheek softly. One of Vegeta's eyes opened. Bulma continued to kiss him along his jawbone, until she came to his earlobe. She nibbled on the soft flesh where his jaw and earlobe ended. Vegeta closed his eye again and let out a little moan. The area around a Saiyan's ear was very sensitive, but nowhere near as much as their tails were.
Bulma took his earlobe in her mouth and sucked and nibbled on it. He started to purr softly; you could barely hear it. His tail lazily flopped around on the mattress, but soon curled itself around Bulma's waist, as her hand "accidently" brushed up against the base of it. Vegeta moaned again when he felt her touch his tail. "Nnnngghhh.Do that again." He could get used to this.
Bulma smiled. She had him right where she wanted him. "I'll do it again, as long as you relax a bit more so I can give you a massage." Vegeta quickly agreed, nodding his head. He took in a few deep breaths of air and relaxed as much as he could, nearly having to go into a trance-like state to achieve it. "Good boy. Massage first, tail later. Okay?" He nodded again, his eyes still closed. "Wait a second! It might be easier if you took off you shirt as well." Vegeta groaned. Bulma got off of him so he could take it off. She watched as his tanned and toned pectoral and abdominal muscles rippled, as the fabric slid over them. He laid back down and she climbed back onto him.
Bulma worked her fingers into his corded muscles. It was much easier now. Her thumbs pressed hard into his back, making small circles, while her other fingers brought the skin back towards the thumb, pinching it between them. Vegeta's purrs got louder, the closer she went to his spine. She had been moving back down his body, the lower she massaged on his back. Now Bulma was sitting on his firm buttocks. (A/N: Wouldn't we all like to sit there! Damn lucky Bulma! ^_^ )
She finished working on his lower back and leaned forward. Vegeta could feel her breath in his ear, making him shiver, but unfortunately, he could not feel the warmth from it. "I finished massaging your back Vegeta. You want me to do your tail now?" Bulma was speaking in a hushed and seductive tone. Vegeta whimpered then nodded, his eyes still tightly closed. "J-just be careful.I could l-lose c-c-control." He stuttered.
Vegeta was amazed. Never had he stuttered in his life. Not even when Callisto had caressed his tail. Only this weak human female had been able to make him. Bulma chuckled. The tip of his tail that was not wrapped around her waist, tapped at her hip impatiently.
Bulma gently put her fingers under his tail and pried it from around her. It was twitching in her hand. She used the fingers of her right hand to stroke it. The tip of it curled around Bulma's small hand, and she could feel his tail writhing and shuddering as she stroked it. "Vegeta? What is the most sensitive part of your tail?" Vegeta opened his mouth but no words would come out, he was totally under Bulma's control, because of her minstrations.
"Th-th-the b-base.uuunnnnggghhh." He finally managed to get out, with much difficulty. Vegeta arched his back up, when he felt her rub the base of his tail with her thumb and index fingers. She used her fingernails to push past the thick and soft fur on his tail, and scraped them along the skin underneath.
This caused Vegeta to let out a yell, and he bucked, flipping them over so he was laying on top of her for about the third time that day. Bulma could feel him poking into her inner thigh.
Vegeta didn't move much. He just lay there trying to take some pain off his arousal by grinding up against her leg. It didn't help that his leather trousers seemed too small for him now. They were putting an uncomfortable pressure on his manhood.
"Awww.Poor Vegeta. Did the massage leave you a bit excited?" She asked in a tone usually used for babies. Vegeta only groaned and buried his face into her shoulder. Bulma gave him a little push, and slid out from under him.
She could hear him growling under his breath, and when he rolled onto his side so that the bed wasn't in the way of his erection, she saw that he was indeed very aroused by the massage. It looked painful. There was a huge bulge in the front of his pants.
Bulma tugged on the zipper and pulled it down. She unbuttoned the front of his boxers, and his manhood was once again free from the confines of his clothes.
Vegeta felt that the slightest touch might give him a release. The pressure of not getting one was excruciatingly painful. He let out a pained noise, that sounded somewhere in between a growl and a cough. He opened his eyes and looked at Bulma.
His eyes silently pleaded with her to do something about it. After all, it was her fault. Bulma gave him a little smile and went to grab him. Vegeta's hand stopped her. "What are you doing?" "A-a-any touch c-could s-s-s-set me off." Vegeta had a hard time getting the sentence to come out of his mouth. "Oh.Hmmm.Oh I know!"
Bulma gave him a little push so he was laying on his back. Vegeta let out a little moan. She climbed over him and rested between his legs. She gave him an evil little smirk and grabbed the base of his manhood tightly. Vegeta squeaked and his eyes rolled back in his head. Bulma could feel him throbbing beneath her hand. She placed her mouth over his tip, and sucked hard. He was too big to fit all of him into her mouth.
It wasn't long before Vegeta got the release he needed. Bulma could hear him purring and she smiled. She tucked him back in and zipped his pants back up. She pulled herself back up his body and cuddled up to him. Vegeta was comfortable laying there in her arms. He was almost to the point of falling asleep.
Two minutes later, he was barely aware of anything. "OH MY GOD!!" Bulma yelled, startling him. He jumped and nearly fell off the bed. "What?" He complained. He hadn't felt like he did laying in her arms in over 200 years. He and Callisto used to do that. "We have to get to the club! Mushi is supposed to teach you what you have to do today!" "Damn. You're right. Let's go." Vegeta got up and navigated his way around the piles of various items on the floor. "Are you coming or not?" "Oh.Right, Yeah." Bulma followed him and they made their way to the front door.
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15 minutes later, they arrived at the club. Jay was standing at the entrance along with Tracy and most of the other employees. He was just about to open the door when Mushi started screaming at Vegeta and Bulma.
"JUST WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU TWO HUH?! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE HALF AN HOUR AGO!!! WE THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T COMING!!!" Everyone winced at the volume of her voice. "Alright.That's it!!!" Mushi ran over to where they were standing and was about to hit them on the head, when her arm was held back. It was Tracy. "Now Mushi.Don't you think you are getting a bit carried away?" Mushi relaxed. "Ummmmm.Let me think for a second..NO!!!" With that, she swung her arms around trying to hit them, failing, since Tracy had a tight grip on the back of her jacket. "LET GO!! LEMME AT 'EM!!" Both Vegeta and Bulma lent back out of the way of her flailing arms. Mushi's tounge was poking out of the side of her mouth as she struggled to get free of Tracy's abnormally strong grasp.
Mushi finally calmed down, when she realized that she couldn't break free. "Damn Tracy.What have you been taking? Steroids?" She panted. "Nope! Just.lots of excerise." Tracy winked at Jay and he blushed. He fumbled with the keys, eventually opening the door to the building.
Tracy completely let go of Mushi and turned away. She saw that this was her chance, and Mushi jumped toward Vegeta and Bulma. Everything seemed to go in slow motion, as Mushi went flying through the air. (A/N: Insert lame, slow-motion yelling sound effects here. ^_^ )
Suddenly, everthing was brought back to normal as she landed. (A/N: Now insert that screeching record player sound. _ ) She raised her hand and hit them both on the back of the head. "HA! Take that!" Then Mushi turned around, pushing Jay out of the way, and stormed inside.
"Well.That was.Great." Vegeta commented sarcastically. Everyone shrugged and went inside.
Juuachigou flicked on the lights. They all went over to the bar and started taking down the stools. It didn't take that long because there were quite a few people. Jay and Scott went around and made sure that all the electrical objects were working correctly. Most of the girls started opening the cabinets behind the bar and checked off the bottles of alcohol, to see what ones there were plenty of, and which ones needed to be restocked.
"Alright Vegeta. Just follow Mushi." Juu called out. He gave a little nod and went over to Mushi. She picked up two large, empty bottles. "Now this is what you are supposed to learn remember. Now mind you, I have been doing this for quite a while." She moved her hands around and spun the bottles round in circles quickly, tossing them up in the air, and catching them again. "Ta Da!" She handed the bottles to Vegeta. "Now you try again." "Okay."
He tried to spin them around, toss them up in the air and catch them like Mushi did, but when they landed back in his hands, they shattered into many pieces. Vegeta shrugged innocently. "Oh boy.You have a LOT to learn. Ummmm.Why don't you go and learn some of the dances that the boys will teach you, while I go and see if I can get some plastic bottles from the store." "Hn." Vegeta replied.
Eeetspapoka led him over to the stage and sat him down in a chair. "Now you just watch, while we show you the traditional Gekido dance. We do this one all the time. And we make up new ones for other performances." Vegeta nodded and crossed his arms over his chest, and slouched in the chair. Everyone stopped what they were doing and came over to watch. The Gekido dancers were probably the favorite dancers of all who visited the club. No females, or males as well for that matter, had ever turned their back on them while they were dancing. The dancers had an exotic look to them, and it made them alluring. You couldn't stop staring until the performance was finished and they had left the stage. It was as if they hypnotized people.
The boys got up onstage in their positions and Juu turned on the music. It was a steady drumbeat that repeated itself. It sounded like a heartbeat when it started. The dancers started moving to the beat. It seemed as though they were perfectly sychronized in their movements. Soon the tribal drum music got louder and faster. The men onstage moved faster and the movements changed to ones more sharper and precise.
Vegeta sat up in his chair as he carefully studied their movements. Saiyans were able to copy movements with great accuracy after watching them closely.
After a few more minutes, the men were leaping about, doing martial arts moves as well. They eventually got back to their positions, and did a bit more dancing. The Gekido dancers looked like they were doing a tribal dance, and they were making noises like you would hear in one. The drumbeat got really fast near the end, and then with a loud bang, it stopped. They all dropped to one knee and placed a fist on the floor, and their heads faced the floor.
Juu turned off the cd player and they got off the stage. "Good guys! That was great." She commented. "Now do you think you can do that Vegeta? The martial arts moves are pretty hard to do." Juu asked as she turned to him. "Of course! I learned most of those moves when I was 10. I am a kick boxer, and a warrior!" He boasted. Juu just raised an eyebrow. "I think you should believe him. He bashed the shit out of those thugs before he passed out." Bulma told them. "I do." Jay said. "Yeah.I'm with him." Tracy snuggled into Jay and he put an arm around her.
Just then, the door burst open, and Mushi came running in. "Damn it's cold out there!" She shivered, her teeth chattering. "I managed to get some plastic bottles. Do you know how to juggle Vegeta?" He turned to her with a look of 'are you stupid?' on his face. "No! What do you think I am? A circus freak?!" They all looked up at his hair. Vegeta saw where their gaze was going. He slapped a hand to his forehead. "Don't answer that."
Mushi sat the bottles down on one of the tables. "You are gunna have to learn. You can take these home and practice." "Fine fine." He said with a wave of his hand. "So Vegeta? You want to try the dance? I'll run it through with you." Illuminato asked him. "Yeah alright." Vegeta got up onstage with him.
Vegeta surprised them all by being able to do the dance perfectly without needing to have anyone assist him. "Wow.You're.good." Bulma complimented him dumbfoundedly. "Of course I am! I have the ability to master moves perfectly because of my race." All who weren't Bulma stared at him oddly. "Don't worry about him." Bulma said. She patted him on the head. He pulled away. "Don't touch me." Bulma just rolled her eyes.
The room was silent for a few seconds. "Well.Scott, Brooke and Michelle, can you go and put the rest of the chairs down? While I show Vegeta how to check of the stocks in the basement. Bulma you wanna come too? You could be of some help." Juu asked them. "Yeah sure. I'll come. You know I love to help out." Bulma replied.
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While the others took the chairs down, Juu led Bulma and Vegeta to the basement door. It was dark and dusty down there in the basement, and there were quite a few cobwebs. There weren't many colours, just browns, greys and blacks. It reminded Vegeta of his tomb with the thick layer of dust coating everything. There were several objects that had white sheets draped over them. One in particular caught Vegeta's attention. He blocked out Juu's little tour and explanation of the place, and went over to see what was under the sheet.
It was a long rectangular object, that seemed to have a hole in the top of it, from the large dent in the fabric covering it. He could tell that much. With a quick glance to make sure niether of the two girls were not looking, he lifted up an edge of the sheet and looked under.
As far as he could see, it was a black wooden box with a fancy, silver plated handle, that looked awfully familiar. A memory quicky flashed through his mind of where he had seen something like this before. He let out a choked gasp and ripped the fabric off the box. Beneath the covering was a very sinister looking coffin. It had a huge hole in it, that had been smashed open from the inside. Part of the hole had started to be reconstructed. To anyone else, it was just an old, weathered and coffin, with not much significance, apart from the fact that it must have had someone who was wealthy resting inside it. But Vegeta knew there was more to it than meets the eye. This was his coffin. Why was it here? It should have been in his tomb where he left it.
Juu spun around. "Hey! What do you think you're doing! That's private!" She yelled at him angrily. "Damn right it is! This is mine! What right do you have to take it from my tomb?!" Juu's eyes widened and she took a few steps back. "Y-your's? I knew the name sounded familiar.but.Hmmm.Prove that this is yours." She ordered. "How?" "What was the last name of the person in the tomb?" "Williams." "Oh shit.It is yours." Vegeta glared suspiciously at her. "Why do you have my coffin?" Juu sighed. "Well a friend of mine works at the Silver Fern Cemetary on the graveyard shift. He saw that an old tombs' door had been unsealed, so he went in and had a look to see if anything was stolen. Now I have a secret hobby of doing restorations on furniture and stuff, so when my friend found the empty coffin he thought it'd be a waste just leaving it there, so he brought it to me inconspicuosly. And now I'm working on it. I find that restoring a coffin like this one is thrilling and exciting." Vegeta nodded in understanding. "You may continue with this, but I will need it back when it's finished. By the way, you didn't happen to find anything in it did you?" He asked, worried that she might have thrown out the items that he needed.
"Well I took the stuff I found out, so I could work on it." "Where is it!" He snarled. Unconciously, he had once again turned back to his vampire form in his anger. Bulma got a little fright from the venom in his voice, but soon relaxed. Juu on the other hand, was shaking in her boots. She had known that the Gekido dancers were vampires, but she hadn't really expected that Vegeta was one too. She was afraid, because neither Blade, Eeetspapoka, Mooshoo or Illuminato her brother, looked this scary in their vampire form.
Juuachigou prided herself for only ever being scared one time in her life. And that was when she found out that her brother Juuanagou, was a vampire. After finding a few more vampires, Juuachigou opened the club and this is how it turned out. Juu was angry at herself for being so scared.
Each of the dancers had a stage name and a real name, but they officially changed their names to their stage ones, to keep the hunters from finding them. But Juuanagou didn't. He kept his the same, but just got called Illuminato at the club.
"Ummm.The things are over here." Juu led him to a big cupboard with lots of drawers. She pointed to the one that they were in, and he ripped it open. Vegeta put his hand in the dark drawer and brought out the first thing he laid his hands on.
It was an ornate, silver crucifix, with a blood red ruby at the center where the parts of the cross met. It was finely decorated; there were black lines in between each of the little waves on the front of the crucifix. It used to be attatched to the top of his coffin, but was broken off when he smashed out of it.
Vegeta let out a yell when his hands started smoking and sizzling from the contact with the pure silver. He dropped the cross, and looked at his hand. It hand a big, red mark burnt into his hand in the shape of a cross. "Great.Another silver scar to add to my collection." He blew on his hand to try and cool it.
Bulma sniffed the air and gagged. The smell of burnt skin was overpowering. She liked that damp soil smell more. It made everything seem nice and fresh. Juu saw her gagging and decided not to breath through her nose. However, the awful smell was so thick, she could taste it. Now Juu was gagging too.
Eventually the smell wafted away, and Bulma walked over to where Vegeta was. He was still examining his hand and wincing when he touched a part that hurt. She grabbed his hand, careful not to touch the burnt part, and had a look at it. "It should be okay. I don't know if stuff for cuts and burns will work on you though." Vegeta just grunted. Juu stood back watching.
Bulma took in his scent. It reminded her of when she was little, and she used to help her mother in the garden in spring. "Are you going to let go of my hand now?" Vegeta asked, amused. Bulma blushed and dropped his hand. Juu could tell there was something going on between the two. Nobody could be that comfortable around a vampire. Even being around her brother gave her a slight chill up the spine, and that nervous feeling.
Bulma looked over Vegeta's shoulder as he carefully pulled the items out of the drawer. There were two large rings with exquisite and precious gems imbeded in them. They were the type of ring that was meant for a wealthy male to wear. Vegeta slipped them on each of his middle fingers. There was also a black, leather-bound book, entitled in gold lettering: Black Magic: Spells & Incantations.
Bulma's eyes widened at the title, and Vegeta hastily shoved it under his jacket. Bulma pointed at the place in his jacket where he stored it. "Does that stuff really work?" Vegeta took a quick look at Juu out the corner of his eye. He gave a small nod. "Cool!" She squealed. "Can you show me some of it later?" "Fine." He mumbled.
Vegeta put his hand back n the drawer. His fingers wrapped around a thin chain. He gave it a little tug, and out came a necklace. It had belonged to Callisto. It was the only thing besides the ashes left when the hunter staked her. It was a golden chain with an expensive, heart shaped emerald, embedded in a solid gold backing. Around the edges were tiny diamonds.
Vegeta clutched it in his hands as is he was afraid to let go of it. Bulma could see in his eyes all the pain he had suffered throughout his life. The memories of the time he had shared with Callisto were flashing before his eyes. He shut his eyes tight and tilted his head down. Bulma put a hand on his shoulder. "It'll be okay." She tried to reassure him. Juu was confused. Obviously she had missed out on something.
A single, solitary tear fell from from the corner of Vegeta's closed eyelid. Bulma had an expression of concern on her face, and she brushed away his tear. She looked back at Juu. "Can you give us a minute?" Juu nodded. She left the basement, still confused.
Bulma rubbed his shoulder. "Come on.Cheer up.I know it's hard for you.But just try to be happy.You make me unhappy when you are like this." Vegeta opened his eyes and Bulma pouted. He smirked. "There now.That's better." She smiled.
Bulma put her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her. She kissed the tip of his nose. Vegeta kissed her back. It quickly escalated into a heated and passionate lip-lock. Their tounges battling for dominance as their hands roamed the others' body. Vegeta lifted Bulma up onto the bench after taking off the cover that kept it from getting dusty. He positioned himself between her legs and kept kissing her. Bulma didn't mind that his mouth tasted cold and.well.basically dead. She ran her tounge along the roof of his mouth. It felt gritty, like dirt. Well that was understandable.
She tried to pull him in as close as he could get. Bulma placed one hand down on the bench top so she could push herself back farther so she wouldn't fall off the edge. Suddenly, a furry thing ran over her hand and she jumped. Her tounge and bottom lip scraped along one of Vegeta's sharp canines as she pulled away and it made a cut in them. They were bleeding quite a lot, and it was running down her chin. "Fuck!!" She cupped her hand under her chin so the blood wouldn't get on her clothes. Bulma pushed a staring Vegeta out of the way and looked frantically around for something to stop the bleeding. "I can stop it." Vegeta huskily whispered.
Bulma turned around and looked at him. His eyes were fixated on the blood, and he licked his lips. "Oh no you don't!! Don't even think about it!!" Vegeta looked disappointed. "Why not?" "God dammit!! I told you already! I don't want to become a stupid vampire yet! Bloody hell! Why don't you just go jump off a bridge!! I'm not going to let you drink my blood until I am ready!! So stop trying!" She screamed at him. Vegeta's face paled. His eyes reflected pain and sadness at her words. He spun around and placed his fists on the table behind him. "Oh god.Vegeta.I'm so sorry.I didn't mean to.crap.I'm sorry." Bulma covered her mouth with her hand. She put out her other hand and was about to put it on his shoulder, when he spun around.
Vegeta's eyes were blazing with an untamed fury, that Bulma had never seen the likes of before. His eyes danced with burning flames, and seemed to say he was cold and heartless. Bulma, for the first time in her life, was truly scared. She knew he wouldn't hurt her.Would he? Vegeta roared. "What right do you have to say that to me?! I NEVER did ANYTHING to harm you!!! I told you I would wait! Isn't my word good enough for you?! Besides!!! I can only change you if we BOTH drink each others blood! You stupid girl!!"
Vegeta's fangs glistened in the small amount of light coming in through the doorway. He took a step forward, so part of him was in the shadows, and part was in the light. Most of his face was covered in the dark shadows, but one side of his face wasn't. His eye that was in the light burned with a fierce glare. Bulma shivered under his cold gaze. Vegeta made a quick movement, and Bulma found herself with her arms pinned behind her and Vegeta pushing her into one of the thick beams that held up the roof.
He chanted a few words, and a rope appeared out of nowhere, securing her hands to the post. She still had blood dripping down her chin, and some was beginning to dry. Bulma whimpered. What was he going to do? Vegeta grabbed a fistfull of her silky aqua locks, and pulled them back hard. "Ahhh!!" She looked up into his eyes, pleading with him to stop. He bared his fangs, and Bulma shut her eyes tight, waiting for a sudden pain in her neck she assumed would come. But it never did.
All Bulma felt was a series of little licks, where the blood was running down her chin. She opened her eyes and sighed. Vegeta was back to his normal Saiyan form, and was happily licking all the blood off her. He finished on her chin and moved up to her lips, where the thick, crimson liquid was still occasionally dripping out of the cut. The blood from the cut in her tounge was starting to fill her mouth, and she was about to spit it out, when Vegeta stopped her. His tounge darted out, brushing the split lip and he sucked on the wound for a little bit until the bleeding stopped. Then he tried to push his tounge into her mouth to get more of sweet tasting liquid, but Bulma wouldn't comply. She kept her mouth shut tight.
Vegeta pushed his lips harder against her, and yet she still struggled. He broke the kiss and began sucking on her earlobe. "Why are you making this difficult little one? Not that I mind you like this.So Saiyan like.I just want to taste you.To feel your lifeblood on my lips.You taste so good.So sweet." He huskily whispered to her, his icy cold breath tickling her ear and sending shivers up her spine.
'Kami.' Bulma thought. 'Why does he have to be so.so.so sexy.?' Bulma nudged his head away from her ear, and frantically pressed her voluptuous lips against his, in a fit of unbridled passion. Both reeled from the intensity, and fiery emotions contained in one simple action.
Bulma opened her lips against his, and the blood ran into his mouth. Some of it escaped and ran down Vegeta's bottom lip. He took no notice of it and kept kissing her. He trailed light kisses down further, and started to pay attention to her neck. And this is the scene Juu walked in on.
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Ack.I'm so tired.I finished this chap at 11:45pm.Yes I know to some of you that's not late at all.But I'm used to having early nights. . DON'T YOU MOCK ME!! *pokes out tounge* Great.I can't think of anything to write.If you are REALLY bored.Then go and bug Mushi to keep writing her new story that she is currently working on. (It's really good.But she doesn't think so.What's new? ^_^" ) I got a sneak preview! So there! =P
*brings out Vegeta who has a collar and leash on*
"I have a Vegeta all to myself now!"
*whispers* "Well I actually don't own him, but let's not tell him that okay?"
*pats Vegeta on the head and gives him a fried chicken wing* Good boy!
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GEKIDO DANCE
CHAPTER 5
He climbed over her legs and rested between them, this time laying his head on her stomach, and closing his eyes. "I promise." Just then the door burst open.
"Ah ha!! I knew it!" Bunny yelled, while pointing at them. Vegeta tensed up. "Mum, Vegeta is just a bit upset okay? Can you just leave us alone?" Bulma whined. Vegeta opened his eyes, and Mrs. Briefs saw Bulma was telling the truth.
"Okay honey.But just remember.There is no sense in rushing things dear!" "MUM!!!" "Okay dearie! I must be off then! Bye Bye!" She gave a quick glance at the two before prancing out of the room with a huge smile on her face.
'Oooo! I am finally going to have grandchildren! I'm glad it is not with that Yamcha fellow.although.He was kinda cute.' Mrs. Briefs went off into another one of her ditzy fantasies, as she went outside to water the flowers.
Once she had exited the room, Vegeta relaxed and let out a gush of air. He closed his eyes again. Bulma had felt him tense up, and wondered why he did so. He still felt a bit tense to her. She ran her hand down his back, and could feel all the muscles were very tight, and not loose and relaxed. "Hey Vegeta. You want a massage? You need to relax more." "How can I relax? I have had hunters and all sorts of people jump out at me when I took a chance to relax." "I'll make sure the bad people don't get you 'Geta." She teased. He couldn't help but give a little smile at her babying.
He got himself up into a pushup position, so Bulma could get out from under him, then flopped back down onto the bed. "Why don't you use the pillow? It will be more comfy." Vegeta reached up and pulled the pillow under his head. He could smell Bulma's scent all through it. He didn't mind though. It was nice, and faintly reminded him of strawberries.
Vegeta closed his eyes and put his arms around it as well. "This is so unfair. We never had beds this comfy in my time. Ours were always lumpy and hard. Sometimes they were damp too, from where the roof leaked. I never got a good night's rest, and I always woke up with a sore back." His voice sounded distorted, because one of his cheeks was squished up against the pillow. "Well that could be another reason why you are so tense." Bulma added as she climbed onto his back, being careful of his tail. "One good thing about being a vampire, is that coffins are really good for sleeping in. As well as a few other things." He cheekily remarked. "Like what?" "Hn. Get me my coffin and I can show you." "That could take a while." Bulma started to rub his back.
She was having a bit of trouble trying to massage him, because he had many muscles and all were as tight and taught as the next. "Damn.How.tense.can.one.guy.get?" Bulma's sentence was split into separate words as she kneaded her hands into his back as hard as she could, to try and loosen him up. "That's it. I can't do this!" She threw her hands up into the air in frustration. "That's odd. I didn't think you were the type of person who would just admit defeat so easily." Bulma scowled at him. "I'm not admitting anything bozo!" "What's a bozo?" Vegeta was confused by her slang. He did not have much of that in his time. Everything was rather formal. "ARRRGGHH!!!" Bulma pounded her fists into his back, trying to hurt him. It didn't work. "Heh. Stop that! It tickles."
Bulma was slightly pissed off that Vegeta wasn't responding the way she had hoped he would. But then again, he was a Saiyan. How could she possibly make a mark on him? Just then, she got an idea.
She lent forward and kissed him on the cheek softly. One of Vegeta's eyes opened. Bulma continued to kiss him along his jawbone, until she came to his earlobe. She nibbled on the soft flesh where his jaw and earlobe ended. Vegeta closed his eye again and let out a little moan. The area around a Saiyan's ear was very sensitive, but nowhere near as much as their tails were.
Bulma took his earlobe in her mouth and sucked and nibbled on it. He started to purr softly; you could barely hear it. His tail lazily flopped around on the mattress, but soon curled itself around Bulma's waist, as her hand "accidently" brushed up against the base of it. Vegeta moaned again when he felt her touch his tail. "Nnnngghhh.Do that again." He could get used to this.
Bulma smiled. She had him right where she wanted him. "I'll do it again, as long as you relax a bit more so I can give you a massage." Vegeta quickly agreed, nodding his head. He took in a few deep breaths of air and relaxed as much as he could, nearly having to go into a trance-like state to achieve it. "Good boy. Massage first, tail later. Okay?" He nodded again, his eyes still closed. "Wait a second! It might be easier if you took off you shirt as well." Vegeta groaned. Bulma got off of him so he could take it off. She watched as his tanned and toned pectoral and abdominal muscles rippled, as the fabric slid over them. He laid back down and she climbed back onto him.
Bulma worked her fingers into his corded muscles. It was much easier now. Her thumbs pressed hard into his back, making small circles, while her other fingers brought the skin back towards the thumb, pinching it between them. Vegeta's purrs got louder, the closer she went to his spine. She had been moving back down his body, the lower she massaged on his back. Now Bulma was sitting on his firm buttocks. (A/N: Wouldn't we all like to sit there! Damn lucky Bulma! ^_^ )
She finished working on his lower back and leaned forward. Vegeta could feel her breath in his ear, making him shiver, but unfortunately, he could not feel the warmth from it. "I finished massaging your back Vegeta. You want me to do your tail now?" Bulma was speaking in a hushed and seductive tone. Vegeta whimpered then nodded, his eyes still tightly closed. "J-just be careful.I could l-lose c-c-control." He stuttered.
Vegeta was amazed. Never had he stuttered in his life. Not even when Callisto had caressed his tail. Only this weak human female had been able to make him. Bulma chuckled. The tip of his tail that was not wrapped around her waist, tapped at her hip impatiently.
Bulma gently put her fingers under his tail and pried it from around her. It was twitching in her hand. She used the fingers of her right hand to stroke it. The tip of it curled around Bulma's small hand, and she could feel his tail writhing and shuddering as she stroked it. "Vegeta? What is the most sensitive part of your tail?" Vegeta opened his mouth but no words would come out, he was totally under Bulma's control, because of her minstrations.
"Th-th-the b-base.uuunnnnggghhh." He finally managed to get out, with much difficulty. Vegeta arched his back up, when he felt her rub the base of his tail with her thumb and index fingers. She used her fingernails to push past the thick and soft fur on his tail, and scraped them along the skin underneath.
This caused Vegeta to let out a yell, and he bucked, flipping them over so he was laying on top of her for about the third time that day. Bulma could feel him poking into her inner thigh.
Vegeta didn't move much. He just lay there trying to take some pain off his arousal by grinding up against her leg. It didn't help that his leather trousers seemed too small for him now. They were putting an uncomfortable pressure on his manhood.
"Awww.Poor Vegeta. Did the massage leave you a bit excited?" She asked in a tone usually used for babies. Vegeta only groaned and buried his face into her shoulder. Bulma gave him a little push, and slid out from under him.
She could hear him growling under his breath, and when he rolled onto his side so that the bed wasn't in the way of his erection, she saw that he was indeed very aroused by the massage. It looked painful. There was a huge bulge in the front of his pants.
Bulma tugged on the zipper and pulled it down. She unbuttoned the front of his boxers, and his manhood was once again free from the confines of his clothes.
Vegeta felt that the slightest touch might give him a release. The pressure of not getting one was excruciatingly painful. He let out a pained noise, that sounded somewhere in between a growl and a cough. He opened his eyes and looked at Bulma.
His eyes silently pleaded with her to do something about it. After all, it was her fault. Bulma gave him a little smile and went to grab him. Vegeta's hand stopped her. "What are you doing?" "A-a-any touch c-could s-s-s-set me off." Vegeta had a hard time getting the sentence to come out of his mouth. "Oh.Hmmm.Oh I know!"
Bulma gave him a little push so he was laying on his back. Vegeta let out a little moan. She climbed over him and rested between his legs. She gave him an evil little smirk and grabbed the base of his manhood tightly. Vegeta squeaked and his eyes rolled back in his head. Bulma could feel him throbbing beneath her hand. She placed her mouth over his tip, and sucked hard. He was too big to fit all of him into her mouth.
It wasn't long before Vegeta got the release he needed. Bulma could hear him purring and she smiled. She tucked him back in and zipped his pants back up. She pulled herself back up his body and cuddled up to him. Vegeta was comfortable laying there in her arms. He was almost to the point of falling asleep.
Two minutes later, he was barely aware of anything. "OH MY GOD!!" Bulma yelled, startling him. He jumped and nearly fell off the bed. "What?" He complained. He hadn't felt like he did laying in her arms in over 200 years. He and Callisto used to do that. "We have to get to the club! Mushi is supposed to teach you what you have to do today!" "Damn. You're right. Let's go." Vegeta got up and navigated his way around the piles of various items on the floor. "Are you coming or not?" "Oh.Right, Yeah." Bulma followed him and they made their way to the front door.
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15 minutes later, they arrived at the club. Jay was standing at the entrance along with Tracy and most of the other employees. He was just about to open the door when Mushi started screaming at Vegeta and Bulma.
"JUST WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU TWO HUH?! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE HALF AN HOUR AGO!!! WE THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T COMING!!!" Everyone winced at the volume of her voice. "Alright.That's it!!!" Mushi ran over to where they were standing and was about to hit them on the head, when her arm was held back. It was Tracy. "Now Mushi.Don't you think you are getting a bit carried away?" Mushi relaxed. "Ummmmm.Let me think for a second..NO!!!" With that, she swung her arms around trying to hit them, failing, since Tracy had a tight grip on the back of her jacket. "LET GO!! LEMME AT 'EM!!" Both Vegeta and Bulma lent back out of the way of her flailing arms. Mushi's tounge was poking out of the side of her mouth as she struggled to get free of Tracy's abnormally strong grasp.
Mushi finally calmed down, when she realized that she couldn't break free. "Damn Tracy.What have you been taking? Steroids?" She panted. "Nope! Just.lots of excerise." Tracy winked at Jay and he blushed. He fumbled with the keys, eventually opening the door to the building.
Tracy completely let go of Mushi and turned away. She saw that this was her chance, and Mushi jumped toward Vegeta and Bulma. Everything seemed to go in slow motion, as Mushi went flying through the air. (A/N: Insert lame, slow-motion yelling sound effects here. ^_^ )
Suddenly, everthing was brought back to normal as she landed. (A/N: Now insert that screeching record player sound. _ ) She raised her hand and hit them both on the back of the head. "HA! Take that!" Then Mushi turned around, pushing Jay out of the way, and stormed inside.
"Well.That was.Great." Vegeta commented sarcastically. Everyone shrugged and went inside.
Juuachigou flicked on the lights. They all went over to the bar and started taking down the stools. It didn't take that long because there were quite a few people. Jay and Scott went around and made sure that all the electrical objects were working correctly. Most of the girls started opening the cabinets behind the bar and checked off the bottles of alcohol, to see what ones there were plenty of, and which ones needed to be restocked.
"Alright Vegeta. Just follow Mushi." Juu called out. He gave a little nod and went over to Mushi. She picked up two large, empty bottles. "Now this is what you are supposed to learn remember. Now mind you, I have been doing this for quite a while." She moved her hands around and spun the bottles round in circles quickly, tossing them up in the air, and catching them again. "Ta Da!" She handed the bottles to Vegeta. "Now you try again." "Okay."
He tried to spin them around, toss them up in the air and catch them like Mushi did, but when they landed back in his hands, they shattered into many pieces. Vegeta shrugged innocently. "Oh boy.You have a LOT to learn. Ummmm.Why don't you go and learn some of the dances that the boys will teach you, while I go and see if I can get some plastic bottles from the store." "Hn." Vegeta replied.
Eeetspapoka led him over to the stage and sat him down in a chair. "Now you just watch, while we show you the traditional Gekido dance. We do this one all the time. And we make up new ones for other performances." Vegeta nodded and crossed his arms over his chest, and slouched in the chair. Everyone stopped what they were doing and came over to watch. The Gekido dancers were probably the favorite dancers of all who visited the club. No females, or males as well for that matter, had ever turned their back on them while they were dancing. The dancers had an exotic look to them, and it made them alluring. You couldn't stop staring until the performance was finished and they had left the stage. It was as if they hypnotized people.
The boys got up onstage in their positions and Juu turned on the music. It was a steady drumbeat that repeated itself. It sounded like a heartbeat when it started. The dancers started moving to the beat. It seemed as though they were perfectly sychronized in their movements. Soon the tribal drum music got louder and faster. The men onstage moved faster and the movements changed to ones more sharper and precise.
Vegeta sat up in his chair as he carefully studied their movements. Saiyans were able to copy movements with great accuracy after watching them closely.
After a few more minutes, the men were leaping about, doing martial arts moves as well. They eventually got back to their positions, and did a bit more dancing. The Gekido dancers looked like they were doing a tribal dance, and they were making noises like you would hear in one. The drumbeat got really fast near the end, and then with a loud bang, it stopped. They all dropped to one knee and placed a fist on the floor, and their heads faced the floor.
Juu turned off the cd player and they got off the stage. "Good guys! That was great." She commented. "Now do you think you can do that Vegeta? The martial arts moves are pretty hard to do." Juu asked as she turned to him. "Of course! I learned most of those moves when I was 10. I am a kick boxer, and a warrior!" He boasted. Juu just raised an eyebrow. "I think you should believe him. He bashed the shit out of those thugs before he passed out." Bulma told them. "I do." Jay said. "Yeah.I'm with him." Tracy snuggled into Jay and he put an arm around her.
Just then, the door burst open, and Mushi came running in. "Damn it's cold out there!" She shivered, her teeth chattering. "I managed to get some plastic bottles. Do you know how to juggle Vegeta?" He turned to her with a look of 'are you stupid?' on his face. "No! What do you think I am? A circus freak?!" They all looked up at his hair. Vegeta saw where their gaze was going. He slapped a hand to his forehead. "Don't answer that."
Mushi sat the bottles down on one of the tables. "You are gunna have to learn. You can take these home and practice." "Fine fine." He said with a wave of his hand. "So Vegeta? You want to try the dance? I'll run it through with you." Illuminato asked him. "Yeah alright." Vegeta got up onstage with him.
Vegeta surprised them all by being able to do the dance perfectly without needing to have anyone assist him. "Wow.You're.good." Bulma complimented him dumbfoundedly. "Of course I am! I have the ability to master moves perfectly because of my race." All who weren't Bulma stared at him oddly. "Don't worry about him." Bulma said. She patted him on the head. He pulled away. "Don't touch me." Bulma just rolled her eyes.
The room was silent for a few seconds. "Well.Scott, Brooke and Michelle, can you go and put the rest of the chairs down? While I show Vegeta how to check of the stocks in the basement. Bulma you wanna come too? You could be of some help." Juu asked them. "Yeah sure. I'll come. You know I love to help out." Bulma replied.
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While the others took the chairs down, Juu led Bulma and Vegeta to the basement door. It was dark and dusty down there in the basement, and there were quite a few cobwebs. There weren't many colours, just browns, greys and blacks. It reminded Vegeta of his tomb with the thick layer of dust coating everything. There were several objects that had white sheets draped over them. One in particular caught Vegeta's attention. He blocked out Juu's little tour and explanation of the place, and went over to see what was under the sheet.
It was a long rectangular object, that seemed to have a hole in the top of it, from the large dent in the fabric covering it. He could tell that much. With a quick glance to make sure niether of the two girls were not looking, he lifted up an edge of the sheet and looked under.
As far as he could see, it was a black wooden box with a fancy, silver plated handle, that looked awfully familiar. A memory quicky flashed through his mind of where he had seen something like this before. He let out a choked gasp and ripped the fabric off the box. Beneath the covering was a very sinister looking coffin. It had a huge hole in it, that had been smashed open from the inside. Part of the hole had started to be reconstructed. To anyone else, it was just an old, weathered and coffin, with not much significance, apart from the fact that it must have had someone who was wealthy resting inside it. But Vegeta knew there was more to it than meets the eye. This was his coffin. Why was it here? It should have been in his tomb where he left it.
Juu spun around. "Hey! What do you think you're doing! That's private!" She yelled at him angrily. "Damn right it is! This is mine! What right do you have to take it from my tomb?!" Juu's eyes widened and she took a few steps back. "Y-your's? I knew the name sounded familiar.but.Hmmm.Prove that this is yours." She ordered. "How?" "What was the last name of the person in the tomb?" "Williams." "Oh shit.It is yours." Vegeta glared suspiciously at her. "Why do you have my coffin?" Juu sighed. "Well a friend of mine works at the Silver Fern Cemetary on the graveyard shift. He saw that an old tombs' door had been unsealed, so he went in and had a look to see if anything was stolen. Now I have a secret hobby of doing restorations on furniture and stuff, so when my friend found the empty coffin he thought it'd be a waste just leaving it there, so he brought it to me inconspicuosly. And now I'm working on it. I find that restoring a coffin like this one is thrilling and exciting." Vegeta nodded in understanding. "You may continue with this, but I will need it back when it's finished. By the way, you didn't happen to find anything in it did you?" He asked, worried that she might have thrown out the items that he needed.
"Well I took the stuff I found out, so I could work on it." "Where is it!" He snarled. Unconciously, he had once again turned back to his vampire form in his anger. Bulma got a little fright from the venom in his voice, but soon relaxed. Juu on the other hand, was shaking in her boots. She had known that the Gekido dancers were vampires, but she hadn't really expected that Vegeta was one too. She was afraid, because neither Blade, Eeetspapoka, Mooshoo or Illuminato her brother, looked this scary in their vampire form.
Juuachigou prided herself for only ever being scared one time in her life. And that was when she found out that her brother Juuanagou, was a vampire. After finding a few more vampires, Juuachigou opened the club and this is how it turned out. Juu was angry at herself for being so scared.
Each of the dancers had a stage name and a real name, but they officially changed their names to their stage ones, to keep the hunters from finding them. But Juuanagou didn't. He kept his the same, but just got called Illuminato at the club.
"Ummm.The things are over here." Juu led him to a big cupboard with lots of drawers. She pointed to the one that they were in, and he ripped it open. Vegeta put his hand in the dark drawer and brought out the first thing he laid his hands on.
It was an ornate, silver crucifix, with a blood red ruby at the center where the parts of the cross met. It was finely decorated; there were black lines in between each of the little waves on the front of the crucifix. It used to be attatched to the top of his coffin, but was broken off when he smashed out of it.
Vegeta let out a yell when his hands started smoking and sizzling from the contact with the pure silver. He dropped the cross, and looked at his hand. It hand a big, red mark burnt into his hand in the shape of a cross. "Great.Another silver scar to add to my collection." He blew on his hand to try and cool it.
Bulma sniffed the air and gagged. The smell of burnt skin was overpowering. She liked that damp soil smell more. It made everything seem nice and fresh. Juu saw her gagging and decided not to breath through her nose. However, the awful smell was so thick, she could taste it. Now Juu was gagging too.
Eventually the smell wafted away, and Bulma walked over to where Vegeta was. He was still examining his hand and wincing when he touched a part that hurt. She grabbed his hand, careful not to touch the burnt part, and had a look at it. "It should be okay. I don't know if stuff for cuts and burns will work on you though." Vegeta just grunted. Juu stood back watching.
Bulma took in his scent. It reminded her of when she was little, and she used to help her mother in the garden in spring. "Are you going to let go of my hand now?" Vegeta asked, amused. Bulma blushed and dropped his hand. Juu could tell there was something going on between the two. Nobody could be that comfortable around a vampire. Even being around her brother gave her a slight chill up the spine, and that nervous feeling.
Bulma looked over Vegeta's shoulder as he carefully pulled the items out of the drawer. There were two large rings with exquisite and precious gems imbeded in them. They were the type of ring that was meant for a wealthy male to wear. Vegeta slipped them on each of his middle fingers. There was also a black, leather-bound book, entitled in gold lettering: Black Magic: Spells & Incantations.
Bulma's eyes widened at the title, and Vegeta hastily shoved it under his jacket. Bulma pointed at the place in his jacket where he stored it. "Does that stuff really work?" Vegeta took a quick look at Juu out the corner of his eye. He gave a small nod. "Cool!" She squealed. "Can you show me some of it later?" "Fine." He mumbled.
Vegeta put his hand back n the drawer. His fingers wrapped around a thin chain. He gave it a little tug, and out came a necklace. It had belonged to Callisto. It was the only thing besides the ashes left when the hunter staked her. It was a golden chain with an expensive, heart shaped emerald, embedded in a solid gold backing. Around the edges were tiny diamonds.
Vegeta clutched it in his hands as is he was afraid to let go of it. Bulma could see in his eyes all the pain he had suffered throughout his life. The memories of the time he had shared with Callisto were flashing before his eyes. He shut his eyes tight and tilted his head down. Bulma put a hand on his shoulder. "It'll be okay." She tried to reassure him. Juu was confused. Obviously she had missed out on something.
A single, solitary tear fell from from the corner of Vegeta's closed eyelid. Bulma had an expression of concern on her face, and she brushed away his tear. She looked back at Juu. "Can you give us a minute?" Juu nodded. She left the basement, still confused.
Bulma rubbed his shoulder. "Come on.Cheer up.I know it's hard for you.But just try to be happy.You make me unhappy when you are like this." Vegeta opened his eyes and Bulma pouted. He smirked. "There now.That's better." She smiled.
Bulma put her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her. She kissed the tip of his nose. Vegeta kissed her back. It quickly escalated into a heated and passionate lip-lock. Their tounges battling for dominance as their hands roamed the others' body. Vegeta lifted Bulma up onto the bench after taking off the cover that kept it from getting dusty. He positioned himself between her legs and kept kissing her. Bulma didn't mind that his mouth tasted cold and.well.basically dead. She ran her tounge along the roof of his mouth. It felt gritty, like dirt. Well that was understandable.
She tried to pull him in as close as he could get. Bulma placed one hand down on the bench top so she could push herself back farther so she wouldn't fall off the edge. Suddenly, a furry thing ran over her hand and she jumped. Her tounge and bottom lip scraped along one of Vegeta's sharp canines as she pulled away and it made a cut in them. They were bleeding quite a lot, and it was running down her chin. "Fuck!!" She cupped her hand under her chin so the blood wouldn't get on her clothes. Bulma pushed a staring Vegeta out of the way and looked frantically around for something to stop the bleeding. "I can stop it." Vegeta huskily whispered.
Bulma turned around and looked at him. His eyes were fixated on the blood, and he licked his lips. "Oh no you don't!! Don't even think about it!!" Vegeta looked disappointed. "Why not?" "God dammit!! I told you already! I don't want to become a stupid vampire yet! Bloody hell! Why don't you just go jump off a bridge!! I'm not going to let you drink my blood until I am ready!! So stop trying!" She screamed at him. Vegeta's face paled. His eyes reflected pain and sadness at her words. He spun around and placed his fists on the table behind him. "Oh god.Vegeta.I'm so sorry.I didn't mean to.crap.I'm sorry." Bulma covered her mouth with her hand. She put out her other hand and was about to put it on his shoulder, when he spun around.
Vegeta's eyes were blazing with an untamed fury, that Bulma had never seen the likes of before. His eyes danced with burning flames, and seemed to say he was cold and heartless. Bulma, for the first time in her life, was truly scared. She knew he wouldn't hurt her.Would he? Vegeta roared. "What right do you have to say that to me?! I NEVER did ANYTHING to harm you!!! I told you I would wait! Isn't my word good enough for you?! Besides!!! I can only change you if we BOTH drink each others blood! You stupid girl!!"
Vegeta's fangs glistened in the small amount of light coming in through the doorway. He took a step forward, so part of him was in the shadows, and part was in the light. Most of his face was covered in the dark shadows, but one side of his face wasn't. His eye that was in the light burned with a fierce glare. Bulma shivered under his cold gaze. Vegeta made a quick movement, and Bulma found herself with her arms pinned behind her and Vegeta pushing her into one of the thick beams that held up the roof.
He chanted a few words, and a rope appeared out of nowhere, securing her hands to the post. She still had blood dripping down her chin, and some was beginning to dry. Bulma whimpered. What was he going to do? Vegeta grabbed a fistfull of her silky aqua locks, and pulled them back hard. "Ahhh!!" She looked up into his eyes, pleading with him to stop. He bared his fangs, and Bulma shut her eyes tight, waiting for a sudden pain in her neck she assumed would come. But it never did.
All Bulma felt was a series of little licks, where the blood was running down her chin. She opened her eyes and sighed. Vegeta was back to his normal Saiyan form, and was happily licking all the blood off her. He finished on her chin and moved up to her lips, where the thick, crimson liquid was still occasionally dripping out of the cut. The blood from the cut in her tounge was starting to fill her mouth, and she was about to spit it out, when Vegeta stopped her. His tounge darted out, brushing the split lip and he sucked on the wound for a little bit until the bleeding stopped. Then he tried to push his tounge into her mouth to get more of sweet tasting liquid, but Bulma wouldn't comply. She kept her mouth shut tight.
Vegeta pushed his lips harder against her, and yet she still struggled. He broke the kiss and began sucking on her earlobe. "Why are you making this difficult little one? Not that I mind you like this.So Saiyan like.I just want to taste you.To feel your lifeblood on my lips.You taste so good.So sweet." He huskily whispered to her, his icy cold breath tickling her ear and sending shivers up her spine.
'Kami.' Bulma thought. 'Why does he have to be so.so.so sexy.?' Bulma nudged his head away from her ear, and frantically pressed her voluptuous lips against his, in a fit of unbridled passion. Both reeled from the intensity, and fiery emotions contained in one simple action.
Bulma opened her lips against his, and the blood ran into his mouth. Some of it escaped and ran down Vegeta's bottom lip. He took no notice of it and kept kissing her. He trailed light kisses down further, and started to pay attention to her neck. And this is the scene Juu walked in on.
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Ack.I'm so tired.I finished this chap at 11:45pm.Yes I know to some of you that's not late at all.But I'm used to having early nights. . DON'T YOU MOCK ME!! *pokes out tounge* Great.I can't think of anything to write.If you are REALLY bored.Then go and bug Mushi to keep writing her new story that she is currently working on. (It's really good.But she doesn't think so.What's new? ^_^" ) I got a sneak preview! So there! =P