Thank you so much for all the reviews!! People like this story more than I expected. I'm so happy!! *tears of joy*
Anyway, I am moving in about three weeks, so I'm going to try and update as much as I can. Does that sound good? Yes? No? hehe...
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story...yet...*goes off in search of Akira Toriyama*
Warning: Suggestive content. If this kind of stuff offends you, do not read.
Chapter 7
Dinner, and What Happened After
"Well, come on," Bulma said, tugging on Yamcha's arm. As they entered the room, Bulma noticed three things: one, Yamcha's friends were all whispering and giggling; this she ignored.
Two, Chi-Chi was already in the room, sitting in Bulma's usual spot across from Kakarott. (A/N They had changed from their first spots in the beginning when Chi-Chi decided she liked Vegeta.) She also noticed her sister's eyes go wide for a moment, they she smirked and turned away.
Three, none of the guys were here yet. Smirking, Bulma sat down and motioned for Yamcha to sit next to her. Turning to her sister, she introduced Yamcha and his friends.
Chi-Chi smirked as she regarded Yamcha, then leaned over and whispered, "He's not that good-looking, Bulma. What are you up to?"
Bulma faked shock as she whispered back, "What do you mean 'he's not that good-looking'?" Then she smirked. "Anyway, won't His Highness be surprised to know that I've become...friends...with Yamcha?"
Chi-Chi grinned, then frowned. "What have you got against Vegeta anyway? You never have told me why you don't like him."
Bulma opened her mouth to reply, but just then the guys walked in. Bulma hurriedly turned and grabbed Yamcha's hand, smiling at Vegeta's surprised expression. She smirked at the Prince, then turned her attention to Yamcha.
"So, how long are you guys staying here?" Bulma asked.
"Um...until the Dr. can leave," Yamcha replied vaugely. He was staring at her hand holding his.
Frowning, Bulma said, "The Dr. is leaving?"
"Not yet," 18 answered, nodding her head in thanks as a servant laid a plate of food in front of her. "He can't leave until he finishes his...projects." 18 made a face. "He better hurry up."
Bulma said nothing, just started eating her meal, not letting go of Yamcha's hand. 'I don't want the Dr. to leave...'
"Bulma," Chi-Chi whispered, interupting her thoughts. "Vegeta doesn't look very happy."
Bulma glanced up and smiled at Vegeta. "What's wrong, Vegeta?" She asked sweetly.
Vegeta glared at her, then smirked and said in a casual voice, "Nothing's wrong."
Bulma frowned. 'What's he up to?' Before she could say anything, Yamcha said, "Hey, Bulma, wanna go for a walk?"
She glanced at him, noticing that he had finished his food already. Glancing back at Vegeta, she smirked and stood up. "Sure, let's go. I'll show you around the castle." Smirking, Bulma led Yamcha out the room.
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Vegeta frowned as he looked at the clock, again. 'Where is she ?' Looking around, he smirked. 'Won't she be surprised...'
He turned to the door as it started to open, positive that he wouldn't be seen until he decided to make his presence known.
"Thanks, Bulma." Vegeta growled quietly as Yamcha went on. "I had fun."
"Me, too," Bulma replied. "Good night."
It was all Vegeta could do not to walk out and snap the man's neck, but he stayed where he was, knowing Bulma would never talk to him again if he did. Not to mention he'd have his father's anger to deal with.
He watched as Bulma closed the door; smirked as she moved to the bathroom. 'She still hasn't noticed...' When she had shut the bathroom door, Vegeta moved over to it, standing where he wouldn't be seen when she walked out.
When she did walk out, Vegeta grabbed her around the waist, covering her mouth when she started to scream.
Smirking, he moved close to her ear and whispered, "Where were you?"
Bulma's eyes widened as she realized who it was. She pulled his hand away from her mouth and hissed, "Let me go, Vegeta."
"No," Vegeta hissed back. "You haven't answered the question."
"And why should I?" Bulma asked quietly.
Vegeta smirked, then started trailing kisses down from Bulma's ear to her throat, smiling as he felt her shudder. "You don't have to if you don't want to..."
"...Vegeta," Bulma's voice wavered. "Let me go..."
"I said no," Vegeta continued kissing her throat; he started moving one hand higher, trailing his fingertips over her stomach.
Panicing, Bulma screamed, "Chi-Chi!!"
Vegeta smirked, then said, "Lights."
Bulma winced as the lights came on, then stared in shock. There was only one bed in the room; Chi-Chi was nowhere to be seen.
"Whe...where's my sister?" Bulma whispered.
Vegeta gave a half shrug. "She was complaining last week about wanting her own room."
Bulma closed her eyes. 'Dammit, Chi!'
Vegeta smirked at her discomfort. Moving his hand to right below her breast, he whispered, "Now, answer the question."
Bulma gulped, then whispered, "No." 'Dammit, Bulma, what are you doing?'
Vegeta frowned, but kept his voice even as he said, "And why not?"
"I will not be intimidated by the likes of you, that's why not," Bulma growled.
Vegeta smirked. 'Stupid Onna.' "We'll see about that," He said out loud. Before she could think, his hand was on her breast; he turned her head with the other, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. He smirked as she started squirming, enjoying her whimpers of protest as he pulled her closer.
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'Stop!' Bulma thought frantically. 'Please stop...' She struggled as she felt herself being pulled closer, but could not pull away. He had wound his hand into her hair, holding her head in a vice grip.
Bulma whimpered as he caressed her breast, giving equal attention to both. His lips softened against hers, causing her to shudder, little thrills of pleasure racing along her spine. She hated herself, hated the way her body reacted to this man's touch, but could not prevent herself from kissing him back. She leaned into him, kissing him with a passion she didn't know she possessed.
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Vegeta smirked as he pulled away. Noticing the confused look on Bulma's face, Vegeta whispered, "I win." He let her go then, watching with half-veiled amusement as she sank onto her bed.
"...I...hate you," Bulma managed breathlessly.
Vegeta just smirked. "Possibly..." He said.
Bulma glared at him. "Fuck you, Vegeta."
Vegeta just crossed his arms and grinned. "Be careful what you say, Onna..."
"Get Out!!" Bulma screeched.
"You never answered the question..." Vegeta said, ignoring her outburst.
Bulma blanched. 'That stupid question is what got you into this situation in the first place.' Sighing, Bulma said, "We went down to see Dr. Briefs. Will you leave now?"
"Was Kakarott there?" Vegeta pressed.
"Dammit, Vegeta, just leave!!" Bulma cried.
"Not until you answer my questions..." Vegeta started. Smirking, he moved torward her. "Then again, if you don't want to..."
"Fine," Bulma said quickly. "Yes, he was there. He's always there."
"How long have you been going to see...the Dr.?" Vegeta asked.
"About two weeks," Bulma sighed.
"Why do you go there?"
"Because, I...well...he let's me help him build things..." Bulma muttered. She noticed Vegeta's shocked expression. Frowning, she asked, "Why? What did you think I went down there..." Bulma stopped, her expression clearing. "You think...Kakarott and I...are sneaking around?"
Vegeta just looked at her.
Bulma sighed. "We're not seeing each other. Will you leave now?"
Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but Bulma interupted. "God dammit, Vegeta, get OUT!" Standing up, she pushed Vegeta out of her room and, before he could react, she locked her door.
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Well, did you like it?? I know I did...hehe...Not a very long chapter, but I'm running out of ideas!! HELP ME!!!
I'm thinking Bulma might...and then Vegeta...ooohhhh.....but should I use...or maybe...but what about Chi-Chi you ask? I know, I know...I don't write about her much...I just don't really like her...Sorry Chi-Chi fans!!! Please forgive me!!! I promise I will try harder...
Well, any ideas would be great!!! Just leave them in a review or e-mail me at:
bulma_wannabe2002@yahoo.com
Til next time!!
Anyway, I am moving in about three weeks, so I'm going to try and update as much as I can. Does that sound good? Yes? No? hehe...
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story...yet...*goes off in search of Akira Toriyama*
Warning: Suggestive content. If this kind of stuff offends you, do not read.
Chapter 7
Dinner, and What Happened After
"Well, come on," Bulma said, tugging on Yamcha's arm. As they entered the room, Bulma noticed three things: one, Yamcha's friends were all whispering and giggling; this she ignored.
Two, Chi-Chi was already in the room, sitting in Bulma's usual spot across from Kakarott. (A/N They had changed from their first spots in the beginning when Chi-Chi decided she liked Vegeta.) She also noticed her sister's eyes go wide for a moment, they she smirked and turned away.
Three, none of the guys were here yet. Smirking, Bulma sat down and motioned for Yamcha to sit next to her. Turning to her sister, she introduced Yamcha and his friends.
Chi-Chi smirked as she regarded Yamcha, then leaned over and whispered, "He's not that good-looking, Bulma. What are you up to?"
Bulma faked shock as she whispered back, "What do you mean 'he's not that good-looking'?" Then she smirked. "Anyway, won't His Highness be surprised to know that I've become...friends...with Yamcha?"
Chi-Chi grinned, then frowned. "What have you got against Vegeta anyway? You never have told me why you don't like him."
Bulma opened her mouth to reply, but just then the guys walked in. Bulma hurriedly turned and grabbed Yamcha's hand, smiling at Vegeta's surprised expression. She smirked at the Prince, then turned her attention to Yamcha.
"So, how long are you guys staying here?" Bulma asked.
"Um...until the Dr. can leave," Yamcha replied vaugely. He was staring at her hand holding his.
Frowning, Bulma said, "The Dr. is leaving?"
"Not yet," 18 answered, nodding her head in thanks as a servant laid a plate of food in front of her. "He can't leave until he finishes his...projects." 18 made a face. "He better hurry up."
Bulma said nothing, just started eating her meal, not letting go of Yamcha's hand. 'I don't want the Dr. to leave...'
"Bulma," Chi-Chi whispered, interupting her thoughts. "Vegeta doesn't look very happy."
Bulma glanced up and smiled at Vegeta. "What's wrong, Vegeta?" She asked sweetly.
Vegeta glared at her, then smirked and said in a casual voice, "Nothing's wrong."
Bulma frowned. 'What's he up to?' Before she could say anything, Yamcha said, "Hey, Bulma, wanna go for a walk?"
She glanced at him, noticing that he had finished his food already. Glancing back at Vegeta, she smirked and stood up. "Sure, let's go. I'll show you around the castle." Smirking, Bulma led Yamcha out the room.
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Vegeta frowned as he looked at the clock, again. 'Where is she ?' Looking around, he smirked. 'Won't she be surprised...'
He turned to the door as it started to open, positive that he wouldn't be seen until he decided to make his presence known.
"Thanks, Bulma." Vegeta growled quietly as Yamcha went on. "I had fun."
"Me, too," Bulma replied. "Good night."
It was all Vegeta could do not to walk out and snap the man's neck, but he stayed where he was, knowing Bulma would never talk to him again if he did. Not to mention he'd have his father's anger to deal with.
He watched as Bulma closed the door; smirked as she moved to the bathroom. 'She still hasn't noticed...' When she had shut the bathroom door, Vegeta moved over to it, standing where he wouldn't be seen when she walked out.
When she did walk out, Vegeta grabbed her around the waist, covering her mouth when she started to scream.
Smirking, he moved close to her ear and whispered, "Where were you?"
Bulma's eyes widened as she realized who it was. She pulled his hand away from her mouth and hissed, "Let me go, Vegeta."
"No," Vegeta hissed back. "You haven't answered the question."
"And why should I?" Bulma asked quietly.
Vegeta smirked, then started trailing kisses down from Bulma's ear to her throat, smiling as he felt her shudder. "You don't have to if you don't want to..."
"...Vegeta," Bulma's voice wavered. "Let me go..."
"I said no," Vegeta continued kissing her throat; he started moving one hand higher, trailing his fingertips over her stomach.
Panicing, Bulma screamed, "Chi-Chi!!"
Vegeta smirked, then said, "Lights."
Bulma winced as the lights came on, then stared in shock. There was only one bed in the room; Chi-Chi was nowhere to be seen.
"Whe...where's my sister?" Bulma whispered.
Vegeta gave a half shrug. "She was complaining last week about wanting her own room."
Bulma closed her eyes. 'Dammit, Chi!'
Vegeta smirked at her discomfort. Moving his hand to right below her breast, he whispered, "Now, answer the question."
Bulma gulped, then whispered, "No." 'Dammit, Bulma, what are you doing?'
Vegeta frowned, but kept his voice even as he said, "And why not?"
"I will not be intimidated by the likes of you, that's why not," Bulma growled.
Vegeta smirked. 'Stupid Onna.' "We'll see about that," He said out loud. Before she could think, his hand was on her breast; he turned her head with the other, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. He smirked as she started squirming, enjoying her whimpers of protest as he pulled her closer.
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'Stop!' Bulma thought frantically. 'Please stop...' She struggled as she felt herself being pulled closer, but could not pull away. He had wound his hand into her hair, holding her head in a vice grip.
Bulma whimpered as he caressed her breast, giving equal attention to both. His lips softened against hers, causing her to shudder, little thrills of pleasure racing along her spine. She hated herself, hated the way her body reacted to this man's touch, but could not prevent herself from kissing him back. She leaned into him, kissing him with a passion she didn't know she possessed.
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Vegeta smirked as he pulled away. Noticing the confused look on Bulma's face, Vegeta whispered, "I win." He let her go then, watching with half-veiled amusement as she sank onto her bed.
"...I...hate you," Bulma managed breathlessly.
Vegeta just smirked. "Possibly..." He said.
Bulma glared at him. "Fuck you, Vegeta."
Vegeta just crossed his arms and grinned. "Be careful what you say, Onna..."
"Get Out!!" Bulma screeched.
"You never answered the question..." Vegeta said, ignoring her outburst.
Bulma blanched. 'That stupid question is what got you into this situation in the first place.' Sighing, Bulma said, "We went down to see Dr. Briefs. Will you leave now?"
"Was Kakarott there?" Vegeta pressed.
"Dammit, Vegeta, just leave!!" Bulma cried.
"Not until you answer my questions..." Vegeta started. Smirking, he moved torward her. "Then again, if you don't want to..."
"Fine," Bulma said quickly. "Yes, he was there. He's always there."
"How long have you been going to see...the Dr.?" Vegeta asked.
"About two weeks," Bulma sighed.
"Why do you go there?"
"Because, I...well...he let's me help him build things..." Bulma muttered. She noticed Vegeta's shocked expression. Frowning, she asked, "Why? What did you think I went down there..." Bulma stopped, her expression clearing. "You think...Kakarott and I...are sneaking around?"
Vegeta just looked at her.
Bulma sighed. "We're not seeing each other. Will you leave now?"
Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but Bulma interupted. "God dammit, Vegeta, get OUT!" Standing up, she pushed Vegeta out of her room and, before he could react, she locked her door.
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Well, did you like it?? I know I did...hehe...Not a very long chapter, but I'm running out of ideas!! HELP ME!!!
I'm thinking Bulma might...and then Vegeta...ooohhhh.....but should I use...or maybe...but what about Chi-Chi you ask? I know, I know...I don't write about her much...I just don't really like her...Sorry Chi-Chi fans!!! Please forgive me!!! I promise I will try harder...
Well, any ideas would be great!!! Just leave them in a review or e-mail me at:
bulma_wannabe2002@yahoo.com
Til next time!!