It was a few hours to dawn and the Capsule Corporation's rituals were well on their way. Vegeta had been training since before the sun awoke, and Bulma's alarm had sounded, only to be acquainted with the wall. 'Another one bites the dust.' She thought cruelly allowing sleep to fog her mind once more. 'Honestly, don't know why I set the damn thing so early.' Rolling away from the light of the sun she stayed nestled in the cocoon of her blankets. She was almost returned to dream land when a pull from her sheets sent her into a tangled heap on the floor. She was instantly awakened.
"Get out." She growled looking up to the imposing figure of Vegeta. Pulling the blanket up she prepared to fall back asleep, on the floor. 'Slept on harder and more disgusting flats in my life.' She thought, recalling that it had been months before she had even been able to sleep in the bed she had been nestled in earlier before.
"Get up." He demanded, she ignored him, he smirked, he had been hoping she would make things difficult. Bending over he pulled again on the blanket. It flew one direction and blocked his view of her tumbling figure. But once he could see her he froze. Often he had seen her after she had risen, usually being the one to wake her to make a demand one or another. Instead of shorts and a small shirt she was dressed in a tight, skimpy, nearly transparent, outfit. One that revealed nearly all of her figure, trailing her form he ended with her reddened cheeks and embarrassed glare.
"Mom bought this a while back and I had nothing clean to wear." Her cheeks were still flushed. Recovering he smirked. "Sure you weren't awaiting someone?" She got the hint, and he was soon holding her wrist. "You are always trying to strike at me, is this your human's way of flirting? It is my race's way." She recoiled as far as her arm would allow.
"Get bent Vegeta." She hissed trying to free her arm in vain. He found the gesture amusing as well as futile. Pulling her near he caught her gaze, she had gone stiff and he frowned inwardly. Did she think he would harm her? "What do you want?" She growled. "Anything sexual in your answer and I swear I'll make sure you have no reason to bother with the thought next time you wake up in the medical bay." He raised an eyebrow at her threat. Mouth to her ear he smiled as he spoke.
"I had no idea you had such thoughts in your mind girl." He found delight in the expression her face bore. Eyes widened in indignation and mouth parting slightly. She still managed to look good even if her face had taken a beating. She squirmed against his body, thigh brushing against him twice; it didn't take her a third time to figure out what was against her abdomen. Looking to him he thought he could see a glimmer of fear, but it was too well hidden for him to be sure. Her sent wasn't helping either; the smells of her machines clung too closely for him to determine anything.
"Let go." Her voice wobbled slightly and she cursed it mentally for giving her away. Red once again creeped against her face and she tried to avoid body contact. One of his fingers was brushing her wrist, giving her gooseflesh as he did so. Forcing her breathing rate not to change she tried to gain control of the situation. Gritting her teeth she added. "Please." Too her amazement he pulled back, not being able to help it she glanced down. Face fully red she wished she hadn't.
'Packing!' The voice in her mind cried. It wasn't her own but one of her roommates from before her adoption. A sister, teacher, and mother all in one, but most of all though she was a friend.
Lower lip between her teeth she tried to think of a way to get him to leave. 'Its obvious he wants me.' She thought recalling the feel of him against her. She forced her body not to tremor at the memory of him pressed to her. 'But why!' She hated whining but couldn't help it.
He heard her thoughts. Moving so that he blocked the door he watched her, she returned the gesture. He willed his lust away, with much effort. "Get dressed." She looked as if she wished to disobey him that moment. But at the same time longing for the show of less of her flesh. She settled for a chilling glare before opening a vary of shelves and gathered what looked to be, disappointingly, a batch of covering clothes. She left for her bathroom and he waited. She seemed to hope and make him wait. 'Most likely in hopes of me leaving, not liking little one.' He thought after hearing the sound of water starting. He had to admit; he didn't think her to be brave enough to count on him not joining her. 'Tempting thought that might be.'
When she finished she was ready to face him. Baggy cargo jeans, a blue fuzzy rope/belt, and a deep purple turtleneck she had only her jacket to get a hold of to complete the outfit. 'Remembered why the alarm was set, school tests today. Sounds dull.' She had to test into her classes to see where she qualified; she was not looking forward to it in the least. After having dried and, for once, taken the time to do her hair properly she returned to her room, to meet Vegeta's glare. "What, not spending the night?" He questioned, she glared.
"Are you in need of something, or should I assume that you have nothing better to do than bother me about miniscule problems. It's not my problem you can't find a woman willing to…relieve you of your stress." She smiled as she finished and glance in the mirror to see his reaction behind her. She continued to pretend to be looking for her makeup. Thus missed his disappearance from the reflection until he had her pressed lightly to the dresser from behind. 'Me thinks I've gone a little too far.' She thought closing her eyes when his hand found their way to her hips.
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