Title: Tamed Heart

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, although I do wish I did, I think I'd be rich…OR any of the songs that I have used in this story!

Author's Note:

Hey there everyone, I thought it was about time for an update, don't you think. Well, I know it seems like this story is not going to go anywhere, but I promise you, it is. I have big plans for this story, actually the whole time that I did not update, I made a very in-depth time line and I already have everything planned out, and I promise you, you guys are in for a surprise. Although this story won't be extremely long as I have plans for Rising Shadows, but it is pretty long and I already have ideas for the sequel do to my plans…

Ah, but I am getting ahead of the story and it goes to show you what I have planned…and it is going to a ride. At least I like what I have planned and I hope everyone else will. But anyway, on with this chapter, and it has been a month already, a lot of things have happened but you'll see what to expect; here is the Fifth Chapter! Please enjoy and don't forget to review!

Last Time:

The Shockers made their first video, Needles and they eventually saw it on TRL the next week. From then on, they knew things were going to change…let's see what happens next…

Chapter Five

Bulma looked at herself in the mirror, they were told it was a very formal dinner and she wanted to look her best. It had been a month since the signing and a lot had happened. After their first appearances on TRL with their first recorded video their lives had changed. It had made such an impact, their debut CD was in high demands in the week before release. Radios everywhere was playing their songs and it only took a week to have all the record stores were sold out.

Bulma smiled, she loved it all. She looked at her reflection, she was wearing a long baby blue silk dress that went down to the floor and had a train of fabric following close behind. The dress was a halter-top sleeves while the neck fell down to her belly and ruffled around her firm breasts. She grinned, the dress was perfect. She had been wanting to get Vegeta's attention and she had been trying to do so since she could remember; but unfortunately he was never interested. Although, she seemed to get other eyes prying on her body such as Radditz and Yamacha.

"Bulma, are you ready girl, I think we are going to be late," it was ChiChi, Bulma smiled and walked into the living room. Everyone was dressed beautifully. ChiChi was wearing a red dress that went to her ankles and had a slit on the right leg with red tie up high heel shoes while 18 wore something more plain. Her dress was black and it was a strap sleeve and the chest area was slightly ruffled and the length of the dress went to the floor barely.

"You guess look amazing!" Bulma said walking to them, "I cannot believe how beautiful you two ladies look, if I was a guy I'd bang you."

"Ha. I am sure B, but look at you," ChiChi said. Looking Bulma up and down she grinned, "You look…amazing."

"Thank you," Bulma smiled.

"If I wasn't mistaken, I'd think someone is wanting to get laid themselves," 18 asked Bulma and Bulma blushed. Upon her expression, Brolly, Vegeta, Goku, and Krillen walked into the room. All three of them dressed up and placed in tuxedos. Of course, they wore different ties but all four looked amazing. Bulma watched Vegeta.

"You guess looked dashing if I might say," ChiChi said. She walked over to Goku and kissed his check, "Very handsome."

"Awe, thanks Chi," Goku blushed and kissed ChiChi back. "You look more beautiful than ever."

"I must say, you boys clean up nicely," Bulma chimed in, her eyes never leaving Vegeta's.

"Ha. Speak for yourself, who knew there was actually a woman in all the ugly mess you call clothes," Vegeta said.

"Okay, you two, break it up; today is a day of celebration and we do not need you two fighting to ruin this day for us," Brolly stepped in between the two. "And with that said, lets get the hell out of here I am starving."

They walked down to the outside and stepped into their limo that had been waiting for them. Once they finally arrived at the restaurant, the limo driver stepped out and opened the door for the gang to get out. Looking around the walked to the restaurant and went inside.

"Yes? How may I help you lovely children today?" It was the host, a rather strange one at that. He was tall and very skinny. He had black hair and a black French mustache.

"Yes, we are here for the dinner reservations with Radditz," ChiChi stated. "May you please tell him his party is here?"

"Yes ma'am," the mad nodded and picked the phone up. Everyone looked at him, no doubt this restaurant was very high class with very limited access. "Yes, Mr. Radditz please…Um yes sir, yes sir, yes sir…that is correct, yes sir, I will do so sir, thank you sir." The host looked at the gang and started snapping his fingers and a young boy came running, "Please take our fine young party to the Radditz table, he is in the VIP room upstairs."

"Yes sir," The boy nodded and looked at them. "Follow me please."

They smiled and followed him quickly behind. He was a young fellow but no doubt hated his job. He turned and looked at Bulma, "Your Bulma Briefs and you guys are The Shockers right?"

"Yes we are," 18 said.

"I bought your record, it is freakin' awesome," the boy said. "I can't wait for the next one to come out. And I hope you guys go on tour, I am dying to see you guys in action."

"Well thank you," Bulma smiled as they entered the VIP room.

"Thank you sir, you may leave," Radditz looked at them and motioned for them to come in a take a seat. The room was a nice room, it had mirrors on the ceiling with a golden table and chairs to match. The room was very much high class. "I hope it wasn't a horrible trip in the limo, sometimes that man can be a pain in my ass."

"Ha. Now sir, it is fine," Brolly said.

"Please, stop with the sir, I am Radditz, we are going to be like family in the next few years, might as well start calling me by my name; and besides, I am not that old."

"Hey daddy," Paris walked in followed by Yamacha. Paris was wearing a most revealing dress of all. It was a tight black fabric that went mid-tight if not higher on her and framed her every curve. It was sleeveless and barely held in her breasts with high heels that tied up to her knees.

"Good to see you two could join us," Radditz stated. Yamacha walked to his sit after taking a look at Bulma and sending her a wink. Over the past month, especially since the club night, Yamacha had tried to get close to Bulma. He found her very attractive and wanted her as soon as possible.

"Sorry Radditz, but traffic is a bitch and our poor excuse of a driver has no common sense," Yamacha stated. He looked at Paris, "Remind me to fire him tomorrow."

"Okay, whatever you want," Paris said.

Radditz looked at everyone, "Well, I must say, everyone looks amazing tonight am proud to see that everyone is learning to look their part; fame only happens once, might as well look it. But that is not why you guys are here; no there is a lot of news to tell you. Not only has you first CD been released two weeks ago but your debut CD, The Shocker; Look At Me Bitch is a number one CD sold in America and is growing. We have sold over fifty eight million copies, over eighty nine percent of teens are downloading your music; and hell, there are over fifty fan clubs."

"Not just fifty, because I know what you're thinking Vegeta; Just fifty-no that is fifty million fan clubs that have been posted on the Internet," Yamacha chimed in.

"And that is not the end of it; sixteen songs are on the record, twelve of which are on the Top Twenty songs list. And I don't know if you've seen them, but over twenty magazines have printed their stories about you and the press loves it. In the monthly hot charts; The 50 Hottest and Sexiest Men of America has Vegeta at number two, Brolly at number four, Goku at number ten and Krillen at number twenty-six. On The Top 50 Hottest and Sexiest Women of America we have Miss Bulma at number two, ChiChi at number seventeen and 18 at number twenty-three."

"You guys are the hottest things since the Beatles and with a hell of a lot better music," Paris stated seductively. "And guess what else, we are setting up two appointments, Bulma and Vegeta, would you two like the special opportunity to pose for Playboy and Playgirl?"

Bulma turned her head at Paris, "Are you serious?"

"Hell yes, Radditz thinks it would be perfect for you, ChiChi and 18, no offense are more down to Earth, you remind them of a innocent girl gone wild; and let's face it, Vegeta is hot and every girl wants him."

"B, you should do it," 18 said. ChiChi nodded in agreement and 18 continued, "You'd be freakin' hot, I know you would. And it is perfect for you."

"But that isn't scheduled until next week, before you take your first tour," Radditz stated. They begin to smile, "We already have dates and where you are going, and I promise you, you will have a hell of a time."

"Wow," the gang was speechless.

"I know, I told you I would get things done for you seven, and I promise things will only get better from here. And this tour will be even better. Of course you will have some work to do," Radditz started. "There will be radio and magazine interviews during the tour and we will start recording new songs, you guys said you have your first ten songs ready, I want this CD to have at least fourteen…now eat up…we have a long week ahead of us…"

That following week Bulma and Vegeta were at the photo shots together. The others had been off with Radditz to decide on their tour dates and how to put the stage. It had already been that one-week and the time flew by for everyone. Bulma was sitting at her make-up table while the artists did their magic. Bulma's hair was long and adding more blue extensions made it longer. They curled it loosely, having her bangs over her eyes where they put just enough make-up on her.

Bulma looked at her reflection, she felt beautiful. At the photo-shot she would take ten individuals, the extras were to add to her portfolio which everyone had to have off all shots. And then Vegeta had his ten and then they would take ten more together. Bulma was having butterflies in her stomach. Not only was she going to be nude, she had to do it with Vegeta.

"Who, you look amazing Blue," Yamacha came up behind the make up artist. "Glen, you still have magic. Just think Blue, this time next week and you'll be on the minds of every hormonal driven male alive; and on a tour."

"I can't wait," Bulma smiled.

"Ah, she is done," Glen smiled happily. He was a strange man, gay to say the least and was very much feminine. Bulma laughed when he spoke, finding his way of life quite intriguing due to his sudden interest to tell everything.

"Okay Baby, I want you on this bed," the photo guy motioned for Bulma to sit on the table, at the time she was been wrapped in a towel, underneath, wearing only a white-laced G-String with white high heels that laced to her knees. Bulma did as told looking at Vegeta who was standing there, watching, the towel slipped off of her frame, her full and plump breasts in plain view.

"Wonderful, now lay with your head on this hand and leg sitting up," Bulma laid her body on the side, in the pose she was told while he played with her hair, covering some of her nipples and yet, showing as much as possible.

Vegeta watched her with want in his eyes. He himself was wearing a robe and soon felt something growing as he looked over her body. The photographer kept making her move in positions, one moment she was laying down the next he had he sitting up where her legs were spread, leaning back on her arms and her hair over her chest.

"Now look to the floor, and bite your lip slightly," Bulma did as told he began taking pictures again.

It had been thirty minutes and over hundred pictures were taken. Bulma pulled the towel back around her figure and walked towards Vegeta, "Have you already taken yours?"

"Yea," Vegeta looked at her, trying to find the urge not to throw her into a wall and take advantage of her body.

"How did I look?"

"Hideous, I pity the men who jack-off to your pictures," Vegeta smirked at her.

"Okay, now it is time for a wardrobe change, I want to get the two into pictures before the day ends.

Once they were done, they had Bulma in a pair of a pair of black leather G-String with high heels as before with a top that only covered her nipple. Vegeta wore a pair of black leather champs, no underwear and no shirt. Both covered in a robe before it was time to shot.

Paris walked in, "So, how does everything look?"

Yamacha was by the photo area looking over the pictures, "Amazing, if I didn't think anything of it, I'd say these two have done this before. They are naturals."

"That good, ne?" Paris looked over at Vegeta. She smirked, "I wonder what they are going to have them do together?"

"Some dominatrix thing. Leather everything," Yamacha stated as they walked over to the shoot. The guy looked over to the set, it had a black leather couch and beside it a one seat chair, a window behind it and red colors.

"Now Vegeta, for the first shot, I want you laying down on the couch and Bulma will be on top," Vegeta looked at Bulma and she grinned back. He did as told and took his robe off revealing his very large and erected member; lying down on the couch, the photographer motioned for Bulma. She did the same, taking off her robe and laying on top of Vegeta. "Now, for the first shot, Bulma I need you have each leg on each side, your hands holding his at the top of the arm."

He began taking the pictures excessively. Having them move from position to position. One shot Bulma is straddling Vegeta's waist, nails inserted in his skin; another one was beside the window looking very much provocative.

"That was perfect," he said. "Now, while I have these developed and separated, we each get a special portfolio, you two can go to your dressing room and get dressed." Bulma and Vegeta nodded and left the room.

"Wow," Paris said, "They look amazing."

"Oh I know, and I must say, I wish I could have been Vegeta," Yamacha smirked.

"And I want to be Bulma," Paris grinned back. "The sexual tension between them is amazing. It makes you wonder how good they are in bed."

"Hmm, I might want to find out for you," Yamacha winked at Paris.

Once Bulma and Vegeta had gotten dressed they came outside to look at the pictures. Bulma blushed when she saw her and Vegeta's pictures. She was surprised it went as good as it did.

"You look good," Vegeta stated.

Bulma looked at him, "Thank you; you're not so bad yourself."

Author's Note:

Hey Hey, I know, it was a VERY short chapter, and I promise, this is kind of like a cliffhanger, I mean, Paris and Yamacha seem to have a VERY open marriage and they are up to something while something is going to happen between Bulma and Vegeta. I hope I did a good job of intriguing everyone; especially considering I have no clue how to make them pose for porno...tear. Oh well, I think I did a pretty decent job, don't you? Next Chapter, the Touring begins; hmm…what usually happens on tours…drugs, parties…I think I am going to have fun with this one.

See what happens next! I promise you, keep reading and you are in for a lot! I hope you enjoyed and please Review!