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 hope you have enjoyed the story so far, I know I kind of like it. Hehe. Anyway, this is the thirteenth chapter and we are getting closer to the end of the story, tear. But that is good, isn't it, 'cause then I can write other things. Sounds good to me. Okay, on with the story, I hope everyone enjoys and please review.
Last Time:
Everyone finally goes clubbing like they use to back in High School, only things have changed. Bulma and Vegeta are not talking to one another leaving ChiChi, Goku, 18, and Krillen completely in the dark. Later they met up with Yamacha who disappeared with Bulma followed by Paris who hangs with Brolly and Vegeta…giving them something.
Chapter Thirteen
"I call it the Campus Crawl…" Yamacha said. "We will hit six different colleges and hit them hard. I want the best songs from both albums. You guys will go to some of the college parties and hang out. This will be a great way to show off some new things."
"It sounds great, I like that," Bulma smiled.
Yamacha grinned and sent her a wink, "Radditz agrees, along with Paris, we think this will be a good opportunity for us to get out of this town, we've been here for too long without a tour or anything. I know you guys are ready to do something."
"Sounds good to me," Brolly shrugged his shoulders.
"Good…we hit University of San Francisco!"
University of San Francisco
The drums beats echoed throughout the stadium as the stage platform began to rise; Vegeta beated harder as Bulma rose, followed by the others. Bulma was surrounded by four girls; all wearing school girl skirts that were cut to their high mid-drift with bathing suit tops and knee high boots, including Bulma.
Ah, dirrty
Filthy Nasty, you nasty
Too dirrty to clean my act up
If you ain't dirrty
You ain't here to party
Bulma moved forward, walking with a ferce look in her eyes as the dancing girls followed. Male dancers in the back ground, half dressed, wet, and wating.
Ladies
Gentlemen
Ring the alarm
Oh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm coming through
Paid my dues
In the mood
Me and the girls gonna shake the room
Bulma and the dancers begin to dance, walking to the center of the stage as the girls begin to move their bodies seductively. The guys walling their names and whistling as Bulma continued…
DJ's spinning
Let's get dirrty
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
It's explosive, speakers are pumping
Still jumping, six in the morning
Table dancing, glasses are mashing
No question, time for some action
Bulma begins to move her body to show of her back, the sweat dripped from her back as she began to shake her rear; the other dancers followed. The screaming became louder, the other dancers surrounded her and water fell from the ceiling. Bulma stood their in a leather black bathing suit as the others danced around her.
Temperature's up (can you feel it)
About to erupt
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Wanna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Bulma stopped singer as she was hidden from the curtain, Bulma noticed as she was being dressed in a pair of leather hip huggers and put on her boots once again and a black laced shirt that showed off her belly botton.
Ah, heat is up
So ladies, fellas
Drop your cups
Bodies packed
From front to back
Now move your ass
I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin' (on the floor)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
Bulma and the dancers stood on a podium as they danced to the music, the fans continued to scream. It was Bulma's time to shine and she used it to her advantage. Lowering her body to the floor and bringing it back up, she began to belly dance.
Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh)
We're still going, eight in the morning
There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh)
Hot rocking, everyone's talking
Give all you got (give it to me)
Just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Vegeta banged on his drums the loudest he ever has, The male dancers start to move from their potions on the wall as Bulma and the female dancers start to finish their solo dance.
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Ooh sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty (oh, oh)
It's about time for my arrival
Ohh ooh ohh, yeah yeah...
Wanna get rowdy (rowdy, yeah)
Gonna get a little unruly (ruly)
Get it fired up in a hurry (hurry)
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party (party)
Sweat dripping over my body (body)
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Bulma was pulled into a dancers arms as she jumped up on his hips, straddling his waste as they moved to the beat of the sound. Moving to the ground as The male was on top of Bulma and the other dancers bodies.
Rowdy
(Let's get dirrty)
Gonna get a little unruly
(I wanna get dirrty)
Get it fired up in a hurry
(Let's get dirrty)
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
(Ooh yeah)
Sweat dripping over my body
(Let's get dirrty)
Dance and getting just a little naughty
(Wanna get dirrty)
Wanna get dirrty
(Ooh yeah)
It's about time for my arrival
Bulma smiled at the fans of college boys and girls; she grinned as she turned around and winked…
Uh, what
Backstage
"This is a bunch of bullshit," Vegeta came in the dressing room screamed and ranking. ChiChi and Goku sat down on the couch while Krillen and 18 followed. Brolly grinned while Bulma shrugged her shoulders and went behind the door to dress.
"Give it up Vegeta you are just the drummer," Bulma stated.
"Go fuck yourself you stupid bitch," Vegeta threw his chair into the window. "You are just a piece of shit whore!"
Bulma laughed as she walked out from behind her door, fully dressed and ready for a party. "Ha. You make me laugh Vegeta, you are so stupid; besides, you're the only whore I see around here."
"Fuck you," Radditz walked in with Paris and Yamacha following behind.
"Calm down Vegeta," Radditz grinned. "Whatever the problem is, I am sure we can solve it."
"Whatever," Goku said. "You can't solve Vegeta's problems, he is just pissed off that he isn't center of attention in the band; he should be thankful for the spotlight he gets."
"Easy for you to say, you are in the fucking middle of it all too, I am stuck in the fucking back!"
Bulma rolled her eyes as Vegeta picked up a cigarette and sat down, "It is okay Vegeta, we have a solo planned for you eventually, it is just the beginning of the Campus Crawl…"
University of Chicago
Bulma smiled as she walked back on the stage of the Chicago stage, she was dressed in a pair of grey Capri shorts with black high heels and a black V-Neck shirt that went below her belly button and a grey tux jacket that she rolled the sleeves up.
You can dress me up in diamonds
You can dress me up in dirt
You can throw me like a line-man
I like it better when it hurts
Oh, I have waited here for you
I have waited
Bulma screamed and began to jump as Vegeta banged on his drums, sparks flaring up beside him and Bulma danced around the stage. The fans screaming her name.
You make me wanna la la
in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be a french maid
When I meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat
Drink the milk up, I want more
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream
Bulma moaned sexually in the microphone as the band took the song away after her chorus. She jumped with her guitarists, everyone grinning and laughing. Bulma moved back to the front of the stage, lifting her shirt up a little with a sexually wink…
You can meet me on an aero-plane
Or in the back of the bus
You can throw me like a boomerang
I'll come back and beat you up
Oh, I have waited here for you
Dont, keep me waiting
Yamacha and Paris stood begin the curtains, watching the band play, the grinned at each other; they knew they had them wrapped around their fingers. Yamacha kneeled down to Paris' neck, nipping at her flesh before whispering something in her ear. She grinned as she looked at Bulma and Vegeta.
You make me wanna la la
in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be a french maid
When I meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat
Drink the milk up, I want more
You make me wanna You make me wanna la la
in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be a french maid
When I meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat
Drink the milk up, I want more
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream
Bulma walked to the back of the stage, threw her jacket off and jumped back, she moved her hips to the song and everyone watched as Bulma began the chorus.
I feel safe with you
I can be myself tonight
It's alright, with you
Cuz you hold, my secrets tight
You do, You do
Bulma moaned out loud once more before winking at the crowd; Goku and Brolly ran out into the pit in the front, jumping into the crowds arms.
You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la
You make me wanna la la, la la la la
You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la
You make me wanna la la, la la la la
You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la
You make me wanna la la, la la la la
University of Georgia
"Well that was interesting," Krillen said.
"What do you mean?" Bulma asked.
"I don't know, The Georgia concert was more mellow then the rest, I mean, we usually get all in it, what happened?" Krillen asked.
"Maybe you should ask our drummer," ChiChi remarked. They looked over at Vegeta who was intangled with Paris in his arms.
"He was high the whole fucking time, and the sad part, it wasn't anything to get him going good; the concert sucked ass," 18 snapped.
"I need a good drink, I'll see you guys later," Brolly said as he left the room.
"I think 18 and I are going to go to bed, I have a feeling that it isn't good to be out for awhile, besides, we ent partying last night," Krillen stated.
"I agree," Goku said.
"I think we'll follow you guys back to the hotel, I need a good rest," ChiChi stated. "Bulma?"
Bulma watch Vegeta and Paris in disgust, that was supposed to be her, not Paris. "Yeah?"
"What do you think you are going to do? Not go to another bar I hope."
"Nah, I think I am going to go for a bite to eat, maybe catch up with you guys later?" ChiChi nodded.
Bulma walked over into Yamacha's room, he was sitting there in his chair, "Hey babe, come on in."
Bulma grinned as she noticed Yamacha sniffing his new shots of his new drugs immediately, "Hey Yamacha…" Bulma called out seductively."
"Yeah," Yamacha sat back in his chair as Bulma made her way in front of him, sitting on his lap, straddling his hips.
"I am so bored," Bulma smirked, leaning down to his ear, "and a little horny. Do you think you could help me," she whispered as she liked his neck. Yamacha closed his eyes and Bulma moved her hands near his lower abdomen.
University of Massachusetts, Boston
Yamacha and Bulma sat at the bar watching the rest of the band members dancing on the floor. Bulma smiled as she noticed how much fun ChiChi and Goku were having and that Krillen and 18 never looked cutier. Vegeta was with Paris and Brolly before Brolly noticed a young blonde girl walk past him.
"Let's go dance Yamacha," Bulma grinned.
He shrugged his shoulders in response as they both took a shot of their drinks and walked to the dance floor.
Yamacha quickly grabbed onto Bulma's waist, pulling her into his body as she moved her body to the beat. He ran hands over her body as her hands wrapped around his neck from behind. She bent back and took his lips with her own.
University of Florida
Don't feel the joy
I don't feel the pain
You were just a toy
I am just insane
Walking on my own
Leaving you behind
You are crying out
That you need to speak your mind
Bulma sang her song, she looked around at her fans as they screamed her name. She smirked as she realized Vegeta's drums banged harder with jealousy. Every concert had become war and Bulma was winning.
Oh, so alone in love
So alone in love
I'm going to haunt you every day
Haunt you every day
I am gonna kill
When I need a thrill
Eating at the heart
Till I've had my fill
Bulma moved her hips as Goku and Brolly stringed away at their instruments. Screaming fans started jumping with Bulma as she continued the song.
When will stupid learn
Fire's gonna burn
Think of consequence
Then you move when it's your turn
Oh, so alone in love
So alone in love
I'm going to haunt you every day
Haunt you every day
Brolly leaped into the crowd and was carried off as the song kept going…Bulma smirked as she turned around and looked Vegeta with victory in her eyes.
Walking on my own
Leaving you behind
You are crying out
That you need to speak your mind
Oh, so alone in love
So alone in love
I'm going to haunt you every day
Haunt you every day
Vegeta stopped playing and kicked his drums down and left the stage; the fans screamed as the song finished and flames of fire rose from the stage. The Shockers were the band of the year.
Author's Note:
Well, what do you guys think? I think it went pretty good I think. I hope you guys loved the chapter, and I hope you guys review and stick around, only two more chapters to go!