Chapter 7

DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters from it, I do own this fics story line though and any characters that I create.


Bulma lay on Vegeta's chest; his hand absent-mindedly stroked her hair as he talked;

"Frieza took me away from my planet when I was only a kid, then before I knew it he blew up my planet and only a few of us saiyans survived, Me, Goku, Krillen, Raditz and Nappa." Vegeta pulled Bulma closer to him. "I don't know when I decided to kill Frieza…I must have young because as far back as I can remember my goal was to rid the galaxy of him and take control."

"That's a pretty weird wish for a little boy." Bulma snuggled closer to him, wondering why she liked Vegeta so much when she was in close proximity with him and yet could despise him from afar. She'd returned to Vegeta after he'd summoned her that second night, and then she'd also appeared at his summons all the nights after that. He seemed absolutely insatiable in bed…and as far as Bulma knew he wasn't doing any other women either. It made her feel safe.

"I guess so…" She snapped out of it as she realised Vegeta was speaking again. "What did you wish for when you were young?" Vegeta glanced down at her then returned his gaze to the ceiling as he continued stroking her hair. "I'd like to know, you seem do reluctant to talk about your childhood."

"I…" Bulma though back to when she had been raised in the labs, the only person she had been close to had been Dr. Briefs, one of Frieza's leading scientists, he'd treated Bulma like a daughter, sop much so that they still got on today. "I supposed I wished that I had a real father and mother. I mean I had my sisters and brothers like Jay and Eighteen but we never really had any guidance from parental figures, I did wish to be stronger…but not as much I wished to be part of a proper family." Bulma paused realising how stupid that sounded, "I know that sounds weird but when you grow up all alone you start to crave love and affection – especially when all the books you read and all the movies you see show families in them."

Vegeta pulled her up next to him so her head was next to his. "I don't think I've ever felt love, not real love like all the weak romantics of the world think of it."

"That's sad." Bulma turned to face him and was surprised by look in his eyes as he looked right back at her.

"Not as sad as you might think, You'll always be weak because you crave love, I, on the other hand cant crave what I don't believe in and so I'll always be strong, I'll never become a slave to my emotions." Vegeta looked at her for a while longer, that strange look still in his eyes, then he reached down next to the bed and pulled something up. "The first time you were here you left these behind you…" He held up the underwear that he had torn off her the first night she'd slept with him.

Bulma felt herself blush a deep scarlet as she snatched at them, only to have Vegeta hold them out of her reach.

"Na-ah, woman, I'll think I'll keep these, as a memento of sorts." Vegeta laughed when Bulma blushed even redder and he tossed the torn lacy wisps of material onto a nearby table as he rolled over and caught Bulma beneath him. He grinned down her, a savage light in his eyes as he kissed her, drinking in the look of pure heaven which crossed Bulma's expressive face.

It was strange, Vegeta mused, that sometimes the woman seemed to distant and closed off…yet when he had her in bed she was an open book.


"Hi Chichi…" Goku stepped out in front of the black haired waif as she stalked down the hallway towards her room, scaring her with his sudden appearance. She paused to look Goku up and down and then blushed and continued on her way, nervously wringing her hands as the older saiyan kept up with her. She didn't look nervous…she just looked a little stressed. Goku kept pace easily, his jangling saiyan hormones making sure of that.

"I was wondering if I could ask you out…" Goku jogged a little as Chichi hurried her pace, trying her best to ignore him. She tossed her black hair and looked anywhere but at him. "Aaaw, come on…I won't bite." Sick of the silent treatment Goku moved in front of her with liquid grace and gave her an easy going smile, hoping to put her at ease.

Instead he found Chichi frowning at him. She growled and shoved him out of her way with far more strength then a small humanoid being should have had.

Strong as a saiyan! Goku thought excitedly.

He quickly shot in front of her again and barred the way, this time avoiding the same treatment when she tried to brush past. Realising that her saiyan suitor wasn't going to get out of her way, Chichi sighed and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "I have to get back to my room. Eighteen said so, and she said I wasn't to talk to anyone."

"Not even me?" Goku tried to smile charmingly but the charm was instantly deadened by Chichi's icy stare.

"Not anyone."

"Well then, let me walk you home." Goku gave a happy grin and offered Chichi his arm, pleased with himself for thinking up an excuse to keep trailing the girl.

"That's sweet and all…but my place is right here." Chichi pointed to the door to the apartment which was just a little way down the hallway. "Thanks, but I don't think I'll be needing you to walk me the rest of the way." She made to stride past but Goku jumped back in the way.

"Wait!"

Chichi paused and looked at him with a look that said she was losing patience.

"I'm supposed to be meeting Krillen here when his date's over, can I wait inside?" Goku tried his charm smile again.

"Krillen?" Chichi looked puzzled and ignored his request. "Who's that?"

"Short, bald, dates your friend Eighteen…"

"Oh Kremlin!" Chichi giggled slightly. "I mean, yeah I know who Krillen is, Eighteen calls him Kremlin though but then she's not the best with names."

"Yeah…I noticed, so can I come in and wait? I promise I wont hurt you or anything…I just want to ask you out that's all." Goku poured as much charm into his smile as possible.

"Ask me out?" Chichi blushed. "Why? I mean…I don't even know you that well. I've seen you around a bit with Krem…err…Krillen, but that's it."

Goku grinned and laughed nervously. "True, but I like you and I think your pretty and…saiyan's can get kind obsessive when they meet someone they like."

"Like Vegeta was with Bulma?"

"Yup, so if you say no to me I'm not gonna go away. I'll get worse!" Goku moved a little closer, his manner non-threatening just incredibly annoying to Chichi. "What do you say?"

"I, ah…" Chichi looked nervously around. "I don't know."

"Come on, Chichi, what could happen?" Goku moved a tiny bit closer to his chosen mate and resisted the urge to run his tail up her leg. He'd never seen anyone so beautiful, so perfect…so completely right for him! Even her scent was driving him insane…he just wanted to get as close to her as he possibly could.

"I guess you can come in." Chichi smiled a small smile and then abruptly frowned. "But don't expect me to sleep with you or anything. I'm stronger then I look and I could hurt you."

"Of course not….I mean I won't try anything, not in the sense that I don't think you're strong…" Goku babbled as he followed Chichi in as she unlocked the door and held it open for him; he glanced at his watch before he moved over to one of the lounge chairs. Still a while before Kremlin was expected back. "So you came from King Kold right?"

"Yeah…wanna a drink?" Chichi moved into the kitchen, unaware of Goku's intense gaze on her as she walked away.

"I'd love one. So what was it like working for him?"

"It wasn't too bad, I mostly did a lot of planet purging for him." Chichi pulled a can of drink down for herself and they pulled another one down for Goku. She resisted the urge to shake his up so it'd spray all over him, but only just. He was annoying…but definitely cute.

"What'd you do for fun?" Goku caught the drink she tossed at him and pulled it open, taking a gulp.

"I didn't really have much fun." Chichi smiled condescendingly. "Although I did enjoy cage fighting."

"Cage fighting?"

"Yeah, it's where you fight in a cage for money…it was fun." Chichi too a small sip of her drink and settled down next to Goku, who moved closer to her again this time unable to stop his tail from sweeping up her body. Chichi shivered and lent slightly away from him, he was cute…but also creepy in a stalker-boy-next-door way.

"What exactly do your tails do?" She caught Goku's tail as it swished up her body again, and let it go as he promptly froze and let out a hiss of pain. "Sorry…does it do anything useful?"

"Well," Goku wrapped his tail around his waist and took a deep breath – he'd never had anyone touch his tail before. It was a very private thing to do. Plus his tail was kind of sensitive. "It's what allows up to turn in to a Oozaroo."

"A what?" Chichi looked confused. "Oozaroo?"

"It's kind of a giant monkey, but we're really strong in that form." Goku grinned and moved closer to Chichi. "Our tails have another use…I could show you if you want?" He leant closer to her and tentatively touched her lips. His tail unravelled from his waist and swept over Chichi again – trailing down her body gently and settling in her waist.

Chichi's breath had sped up and she watched his tail with fascination as it stroked her stomach and occasionally things lower. "I thought I said no sex?" She asked in a strangled voice.

"It isn't really sex." Goku grinned, smelling her faint arousal. "I'll make you a promise – I won't touch you except for my tail? Deal?"

Chichi looked at him for a second, unsure of the young saiyan in front of her. He certainly knew how to use his tail…but she didn't want to go too far with him…she wasn't a slut…she hadn't even had a boyfriend…she might have fooled around with a few of King Kold's guards but nothing serious…and what if Goku took this as an invitation?

But it feels so good…

Chichi moaned and closed her eyes as Goku moved his tail downwards over a very sensitive area. "Okay…but just the tail."


Bulma finished dressing and paused to watch Vegeta as he slept. He was kind of cute when he was sleeping and he looked a lot younger. She leant close to him and watched intently as he mumbled something incoherent in his sleep then rolled over and grabbed the pillow that Bulma had been sleeping on, he pulled it close to him and mumbled something that sounded an awful lot like her name.

Bulma pulled away and looked back at him, wondering what that weird feeling she could feel in the pit of her stomach was and why that little voice in her head was telling her to climb back into bed and curl up next to Vegeta instead of telling her to run away. This didn't feel right…she couldn't actually be starting to feel things for him could she? Was that what the strange fluttery feeling in her stomach was? Emotion?

With a small sigh Bulma turned and left the room. Emotions or not it was better that she wasn't here when he woke up.


A/N – God I love Chichi and Goku. So cute. And could it be that Bulma is falling in love with Vegeta?