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Last Time:

Bulma ran into Vegeta's arms and hugged him with tears splashing on him. Then, Bulma reached up for a kiss, but all she got was air. She noticed Vegeta staring at the stairway as an audible noise was heard coming their way.

"Don't worry woman, there will be plenty of time for that later." He smirked as he grabbed he hand and made a dash for the exit. They ran out and jumped into his car. Zarbon made it to the cell and noticed that Bulma was gone. He ran down and saw a black car speed away.

Vegeta's eyes were looking straight ahead to the cars ahead of him. He kept cutting in front of them and doing his best to hurry up home. Bulma was sitting back in the chair relaxing. She noticed he was driving with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gears. She reached out here hand and gently placed it on his arm. "Vegeta. Thank you."

"Look Woman, when people mess with what's mine, it's my problem." He smirked eyeing her sideways.

"That's another thing, why do you call me woman. My name is Bulma, and I know that you know that." She stated.

"Right Woman."

"Cut it out!" She glared at him. Oh yes, it was only a matter of time before they started arguing again. "So, where are we going?"

"Somewhere."

"Somewhere like..."

"You'll find out."

"Hmph!" The rest of the car ride was silent.

An hour later, they arrived at their destination and Bulma got out of the car and slammed the door. "Woman, watch it, this is my car."

"Where are we?" She asked. Looking around. It looked like they were on a mountain or something far away from civilization.

She then saw Vegeta standing in front of her with keys dangling from his hand, she looked up and saw a HUGE house about the size of two capsule Corps. It was in the middle of a forest with trees surrounding it, so you could only see it if you were REALLY looking for it.

The house itself was covered in vines running up, down and through the house, the outside was painted a dull green in sunny parts but a dark green in shady places. This house was designed to be for hiding.

"Come on woman, don't look like a bird just shit you on the head (surprised look)" he said while walking off toward the house with a smirk on his face.

She grumbled, pick up a rock and threw it at his head. Missing him horribly and let it fly past his head as he saw the rock, turned around, and glared at her.

"I really hope that was supposed to miss me woman. Now get inside." He ordered as he turned around and walked into the house, closing the door behind him on purpose. She flipped him off, even though he couldn't see it, and walked in after him.

Back to Frieza -

"What do you mean they got away!" Frieza growled in anger.

"Lord Frieza, I am terribly sorr-" Zarbon ducked as an ashtray full of ashes from cigars was chucked at him. "As I said before, they were out of my reach. She seemed to have someone connected to her, and called out in an S.O.S." Zarbon said worried that he might not make it out of there alive.

"We will retrieve her, and the individual that tried to save her." He announced. "Don't disappoint me Zarbon."

"I won't sir." He said kneeling to the ground not daring to look into those purely evil eyes.

"Oh," Frieza continued as he got up and walked towards the door, "Clean that up." He said pointing to the broken materials on the floor, and the cinders from the cigars. Zarbon just sighed and got to work finding a bag and a broom. How did he even manage to get into doing dirty jobs?

"Zarbon." Zarbon looked up towards the voice, which was apparently coming from the bathroom. "We're out of toilet paper." Frieza announced through the door.

-B/v goodness-

"So how long are we going to be here?" Bulma asked while cooking tacos.

"I don't know woman stop asking questions," Vegeta snapped at her, she visibly flinched and didn't say a word until dinner had been prepared and she asked what he wanted to drink.

"Nothing," he snapped in that same tone of voice. It was beginning to worry Bulma, had she done something to upset him, or was he just on PMS for guys.

With dinner over, Bulma cleared the table without a word and saw Vegeta get up and fall on the couch without an offer to help or bother to say thank you. She was now starting to get pissed off. 'But he had a hard day,' she reminded herself. He did just save her life and risk his for her.

She walked to over where he was and decided to get him into a better mood, maybe a sexual mood. She had a cat like grin as she walked over and sat on his pelvic area and ground herself into him.

He completely ignored her. She glared at him, but he didn't see it as his face was still toward the television. He wasn't even responding to ANYTHING! She decided he was just in a bad mood; she'd have to try harder. She placed kisses along his neck and started to suck and bite along his collarbone. He then pushed her off of him.

She just stared at him as he got up and got an Orange Soda, and came to sit back down. Here she was sitting on the floor, just been pushed off by her boyfriend who didn't want to have sex. Something was really wrong with that.

She finally stood up after glaring and straightened her shirt and said, "What the FUCK is your problem, I was trying to thank you for saving me but you decided to be an ass and fuck around with me! Is this the idea of a cruel joke! I had better treatment with Zarbon, at least he wanted me, not like you who just thinks he can please himself then push me away when he doesn't want any."

She was so bloody pissed at him that her eyes started to turn red, before she could leave him to her sentence, she was pushed up against the wall with a hand holding both of her wrists above her head.

"Don't EVER compare me to that low level bastard." he then squeezed her wrists to show his point, she then whimpered and all the thoughts that were going through his mind at the moment stopped at that sound.

He looked down at her and noticed she had her eyes closed and had tears running for the corner of her eyes. He had scared the crap out of her and she was afraid of him. He had just sunk to the level of Frieza and Zarbon.

He pulled her close to him and placed kisses on the top of her head while whispering meaningless nothings into her as she cried into his shoulder and soaked his shirt. He held onto her for the longest time until she finally had enough strength to hug him back.

As soon as she did that he pulled away and looked into her eyes, as she looked into his he could see slight fear, but most of it was love. She then adverted her gaze to the floor and couldn't look back up; he placed two fingers under her chin and forced her to look up.

"Bulma, I love you I always will and I promise to never hurt you in anyway every again, I -.... im...sorry..." he said in the tiniest voice he could muster. But as he spoke it into her ear her eyes glazed over with love and joy, she grabbed his head and kissed him passionately until he pulled apart and looked her in the eyes. "But we did only have sex once, and that was a long time ago." He reminded her.

"What are you implying?" She asked nervously. Was he trying to tell her that he didn't care for her as much, or that he wanted sex? Vegeta eyed the closest room, which happened to be the main bedroom. He grinned sexily and started to rub his body against hers. "Vegeta!" She screamed trying to stop him from making any more moves. Vegeta looked at her almost hurt.

"Woman, do you wanna fuck, or not?" Vegeta asked rudely.

"First of all, I don't want to fuck, I want to 'make love'. Secondly, let's wait till we get into the bedroom."

"Fucking, making love, same shit, both get the job done." He said as he threw her over his shoulder and entered the door to their 'luxurious room.'

"Vegeta, this is nice. How did you afford this?" Bulma asked. This was unbelievably the most wonderful house she'd ever seen.

"I'm rich." He said making kissing trails down her neck, near her breasts. "You know, these things really have grown." He smirked knowing she'd get mad.

"What did you expect Vegeta! I was 14 years old!" She yelled. "You know what, I'm not in the same mood anymore. I can't do this." She said pushing him off of her and walking out of the room.

"Bulma! You can't just do that! When someone's about to 'make love' to you, you can't just get up and leave." He said walking up to her face.

"I just did." She whispered as she entered another room and shut the door. Shortly after, a 'click' was heard confirming that she had locked the door.

Bulma was pacing the room inside registering everything that was going on so far. "Okay, so I wake up, get kidnapped, get threatened, find out stuff about my father, get saved by someone, Vegeta no less, and now I blow him off when we're about to have sex. TOO STRESSFULL!" She crumpled on her bed. She fell asleep immediately, leaving all of her worries out of her head and out of her dreams.

Authors note: HEY! Okay, most pats of this fic come from Moonlight152 (Kristin, my beta-reader) I was stuck, and she helped me (wrote it) I just picked up from where she left off (them kissing after he apologizes) AND not to mention that it was absolutely wonderful work!!! I just got ideas, and added them, but you can totally consider this from her. Thanks so much!!! She rocks!!! Okay, please review, and I'll update. Thanks so much. Lemme know what you think.

POLL: Should I do lemons, and are they allowed?

A) Totally, you should, and they are allowed

B) You should, but they're not allowed

C) No, but they are allowed

D) No, and they are not allowed