Moshi moshi readers! Oky Doky, I've got some announcements to make. Ahem:

1. To Amber, my story is a good place to find romance, but I am not a lemon author, so kinky sex will most likely NEVER be in any of my stories, unless I someday change my mind about that subject (doubtful).

2. For V.J., sorry to say that any site you have read my story on does not belong to me. Alas, I am too poor to own a website. . . I can barely afford a movie ticket for Kami's sake! But the wonderful webhostesses of those sites were gracious enough to host my story, DCT, on their pages.

3. Guess what guys! I've written a songfic! It's here on ff.net and is called Turn Me On. It's a B/V get-together based on Vitamin C's song, Turn Me On. Please read and review it, it's one chapter and is completely finished. Unlike DCT, it goes along with the DBZ storyline. It's just a small piece but I think that I did damn good on it, it being my 2nd fic and 1st songie. Please go read it! And REVIEW!

4. Some of you peeps are hungry for the next chapter to come out. Well, I've got news for all'uv ya! My fic is hosted on another webpage AND the prologue through ch. 23 (yes, I'm up to 23 chapters already) are posted on the site, it's addy is:

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5. Last of all, I've received 9 reviews so far. . . one more to go before I give ya'lls the extra chapters! 3 days to go!

That's all for now, so please read and review chapter 7 of my baby, Dreams Come True! Sayonara!

Chapter 7:

Conversations and Realizations

The crowd finally dissapated from the window in the early hours of the morning. By that time, however, Bulma had already flopped onto the bed and fallen asleep; and Vegeta had also retired, only on the floor next to the bunk.

The next morning was no different. Tour groups spent hours milling around outside the house, and Bulma fought to control Vegeta's hot temper. More than once he was ready to knock out a riley tourist with a foul mouth.

At around noon, Incoz stopped by for a visit. Vegeta nearly took the poor body-possessor's translucent head off as he entered.

"What the hell do YOU want?!" the irate Saiyan boomed.

"I am here to speak with Ms. Briefs." Incoz answered.

"Not a chance. If she doesn't want to talk to you, there is no way you can make her." Vegeta responded.

"Thanks Vegeta, but it's okay. I'll speak with him. Give us ten minutes." Bulma cut in.

"Five." Vegeta argued.

"Deal. Now what did you want?" the woman asked as Incoz led her from the house.

"Thank you for dealing with Mr. Problem, Bulma. Moving on, I needed to talk to you because the doctor wished it. He wants to put your genius to work for him while you are here. Building robots, curing diseases, whatever you see fit to do would be most appreciated. He will supply you with all you need, if you would agree. Since the Yangh are expecting a child-god you don't wish to provide at this time, I'm afraid that you and the prince will be here for quite a while. The doctor has ordered that you two remain locked in that house until you conceive, so I suggest picking up a hobby." Incoz told her.

"So...Doctor Ungo wants me to...to help him?! When he is holding me and Vegeta captive?! I don't think so! It's bad enough you kidnapped us, but now, no matter what we do, you want it to be for your own personal gain?! Pretty soon you're gonna want Vegeta to teach your guards and soldiers to fight!" Bulma retorted.

"It's not like that! We just want you to help us, the doctor has prophesized your coming and saving us! He has told us of the wonderful deeds you will do! How you will assist us in the coming difficulties! You are our saviors, and as soon as we recieve the child it was fortold you'd deliver unto us, you will be set free! It is no accident the prince's planet was destroyed, nor that he came to live on planet Earth...can't you see? These things were written in the stars millennia before you two were even born!"

"You know, you're crazy! Crazy! Now leave me and Vegeta be! Send us home! We aren't saviors, we aren't the 'forseen' ones! I am a human woman, and he is a Saiyan prince! We are not compatible! I have a boyfriend! And I am going to recieve my permanent 'mate' in less than a month, so I'd like to be on Earth when he comes for me! LET US GO, DAMMIT!" Bulma shrieked.

"I am afraid that is impossible. We cannot release you until you have fulfilled your purpose with us."

"To hell with that load of shit! I can guarantee that you won't be able to keep us here forever! Screw your dumbass stars!" Bulma shouted angrily.

"Woman! Your five minutes are up!" Vegeta called from the house.

"I'm coming Vegeta! Stay the hell away from me you freak!" Bulma sneered as she strode back into the small house. "What a bastard!"

"Why?" Vegeta inquired/demanded.

"Now the mad doctor wants me to build things for him. First he wants to use my body, now my mind. Is everyone in the universe this screwed up?!" she answered in exasperation.

"I told you not to talk to him. Now get me my lunch woman."

"Fine Vegeta, it's not like I have anything better to do."

"I am rather surprised that you turned down an offer to use your mind. You always seem to enjoy putting together those mindless can openers you call robots."

"Well, SIRE, there is no way in hell that I will do anything to help someone who kidnapped me. It's been about two days since we left, my parents will be home in a short time. They'll know what to do to get us back to Earth."

(Flash to Capsule Corp.)

- - Dr. and Mrs. Briefs come home earlier than expected - -

"I can't believe those damn workers sent the hover vehicle parts to the wrong address! What a bunch of idiotic bastards, making me take two days off my schedule to come and sort out a simple problem! What is with people today?!" growled an agitated Dr. Briefs as he entered his home, loaded up on luggage.

"Oh I don't know, dearest. I think Europe was fabulous! All the famous landmarks and glorious shopping centers! I had a ball!" giggled Mrs. Briefs as she followed her husband into the house, her hands full of shopping bags.

"Yeah, yeah. BULMA! BULMA! BULMA, WHERE ARE YOU?" Dr. Briefs shouted as he walked through every room in the complex and checked the buildings outside as well, he came back looking worried.

"What is it, darling?" his smiling wife asked.

"Love, Bulma's gone. And so is Vegeta. Her lab and his gravity room are empty, they are nowhere to be found! Where do you think they are?" he asked her.

"Oh my! I'll bet Bulma finally took my advice on Vegeta and they are out celebrating their new relationship! Those sly dogs! Waiting 'til we're away to admit their feelings for one another! How romantic!" Mrs. Briefs sighed.

"If you say so, but I do hope Bulma comes home soon. She promised to finish her latest invention in time for the fall market. This is no time for her to elope!" Dr. Briefs grumbled.

"Oh sweetie! She's a young woman, let her have her fun! And with Vegeta around, I'm sure she'll have lots of entertainment!" the blonde woman squealed, somewhat envious of her daughter.

(Flash back to planet Kraston)

"Oh yes woman. I'm sure they'll coming running when they see we're missing. Not." Vegeta said sarcastically.

"At least I'm looking at the positives, Mr. Pessimistic! Try looking on the bright side once in a while! I'm sorry to say, but not every girl is attracted to the dark, grumpy type."

"Woman, you know very well that I have been like this since you first met me! You have no right to complain!"

"That's right! And I have been trying to change your attitude since then! Maybe if you were a little more sociable or at least agreeable, you could find a decent...mate or whatever and settle down. At least then you'd be out of my hair!"

"Who ever asked you for your help?! Maybe I don't want to settle down, I live for fighting...not some pathetic female."

"Oh Vegeta, if you keep heading down the road you're on, you'll quickly find yourself old and gray, with no one who cares about you to be there with you. A mate is more than a spouse, they're a friend, a confidante, a...love."

"You seem to know a lot about this stuff, woman."

"That's because I've spent a lot of time thinking about it. But it doesn't matter now."

"Why not?"

"My prince is most likely human, but if I'm not there to greet him when he arrives; chances are, I'll lose the last chance I had of living happily."

"We'll get back to Earth someday. He'll just have to wait, and if he thinks that you're worth it...he will.

"Thanks Vegeta."

"Don't thank me, I was just trying to stop you from mopping around for the rest of our time here feeling sorry for yourself."

"Thanks anyway."

"Nan-de-moh."

The rest of the day was pretty much uneventful for the couple from Earth. Vegeta threatened the audience outside and Bulma calmed him down. Dinner passed slowly and Bulma could hardly wait for night to fall so she could sleep. There was absolutely nothing to do around the small house. No one special visited the house for the remainder of the day, and Bulma was beginning to regret her hasty decision on Incoz's offer. She really needed something to do.

After Bulma finished cleaning the dishes from dinner, she went to grab a nightgown and stepped behind the curtain to take a shower. She was surprised when Vegeta followed her.

"Vegeta...would you mind telling me what you are doing?" Bulma asked patiently.

"What does it look like woman? I'm going to take a shower." he answered as he began to strip.

"NOT WITH ME YOU SURE AS HELL AREN'T!" she cried angrily.

"Woman, stop shouting. Last time you took a shower, you used up all the hot water. I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen again."

"Oh Vegeta! I'm not going to stand nude in a shower with you behind me!"

"Then I'll stand in front of you." he smirked. "Because it's either that or you wait until I'm done."

Bulma slapped the sassy Saiyan on the side of the face. He was such an ass at times. His smirk widened as her hand connected without hurting him. She cursed and rubbed her throbbing paw.

"Fine! I'll shower with you, but only if you agree to wear some sort of cover over your...your...package! And I'll do the same. Deal?"

"Deal." Vegeta agreed, eager to shower and wanting to end the argument.

After pulling off her clothes down to her undergarments, and watching Vegeta do the same, Bulma stepped into the shower with him close behind. She scrubbed her exposed skin and washed her hair in record time, all the while trying to forget about the other occupant. When she walked back out of the stall, Vegeta stayed in for a little longer. Bulma tried not to blush as she dressed in her clean nighttime toga. She had noticed that Vegeta's muscular body was even better up close.

She had only just finished towel drying her hair when Vegeta exited the shower. He hid his smirk at how the nightgown clung to her still-wet skin. She was very well endowed. Bulma walked back out into the room and was lying under the covers when Vegeta saw her next. She was pretending to be asleep as he sank down onto the floor next to her. He sat with his back against the side of the bed and closed his eyes to sleep.

Incoz was among the group of Yangh citizens when the shower dilemma began. He was most pleased with the outcome and was currently rushing to give word of it to the doctor. The Wountinu burst through the Lab's doors out of breath and quickly slithered down the hall on his serpentine belly. He found the doctor absorbed in dissecting a Tegotonpolon (a gray, mermaidish alien), but at Incoz's entrance, the doctor looked up expectantly.

"They...showered...to...gether..." the body-possessor gasped.

"Excellent! I knew the small supply of warm water would aid us in our endevours! Tell me, how long did it last?" the thrilled doctor asked his assistant.

"About...five...minutes...the...female...was...the...first...to...finish,... she...seemed...slight...ly...un...easy." Incoz answered, bending over to catch his breath.

"DAMN! Still not good enough. Put Part 2 of Plan 1 into action immediately! Got that?!" Doctor Ungo ordered.

"Yes...sir..." Incoz complied, sliding over to flip a switch.

* * * * *

Vegeta awoke feeling extremely hot. It took a minute for him to realize that the floor had heated up dramatically. He growled, 'this has got to be the work of the "Good Doctor," I'd bet my heritage on it!' The prince attempted to escape the searing heat by levitating, but found that he couldn't summon enough energy to do so. 'I guess that snake was right about the ki-dampening atmosphere!'

"DAMN!" he cursed outloud.

"Vegeta? What's wrong?" Bulma asked groggily.

"Nothing serious woman. It just seems that our friends have decided to heat up things a bit...literally." Vegeta answered.

"Huh? Whaddaya mean?" she inquired as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"You know what I mean. They've heated up the floor to unbearable levels, even for me."

"Why?"

"To get us to sleep together is my guess."

"WHAT?!"

"Woman! Don't yell! It won't help!"

"I'm sorry Vegeta, but I can never get used to your bluntness. Do you really think that's what they're trying to do?"

"It's only a guess. But it's working." Vegeta stated as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

"WHAT?!"

"Woman..."

"Sorry again, but what are you talking about?! I am not going to have sex with you, mister!"

"Did I say sex?! No, what I said was we are going to have to sleep together...in the same bed! Stupid baka woman! There is no way I can sleep on a floor that is 1000+ degrees! I'm not planning on frying."

"Okay. You can sleep in the bed, but I'm warning you - - you try anything and I'll kick you where it hurts!" Bulma threatened.

"Like you could injure me. Threatening the Prince of all Saiyans isn't the greatest idea, woman. I could blast you whenever I wanted." Vegeta chuckled.

"No you couldn't. Did you forget about the ki-dampening atmosphere already, O Mighty Prince?"

"Woman, I have enough strength in my pinkie finger to destroy you with. And I'm not talking about ki-generated power..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You kill me and you'll never get off this pathetic planet. And I will be home free! Hey! I just thought of something!"

"What?"

"If the gang notices that we haven't returned after a long while, they can make a wish for the dragon to bring us back to earth!"

"But what if it doesn't work?"

"Then we're stuck here until I become pregnant."

"Now look who's the blunt one."

"Well it's the truth. These people seem pretty damn determined to keep us here until we produce their 'god-child.' I don't think we'll be released any time soon without fulfilling their 'prophecy.'"

"Which means I'm gonna be stuck here with you for a long, long time. I would rather die than make you my mate."

"Well, according to them, you don't have to do that. We just have to produce a child for them, who knows, maybe they could just make a test-tube baby?"

"It doesn't matter how they create the brat, I'd still be stuck with you for the rest of my life."

"How so?"

"Didn't you hear what that baka tour guide said? 'Saiyans mate for life,' that means that once a Saiyan produces a brat with another of the opposite sex, in any way, they are forever linked to one another. Their souls are connected. This also applies to when Saiyans just physically mate, that's why I've nev-" Vegeta cut off when he realized what he was admitting.

"Wow Vegeta! I never guessed you were a...a...a virgin! I always thought of you as the player type, I mean, all those nights you were gone...I didn't think you were JUST training. This is quite a surprise."

"SHUT-UP WOMAN! There are a lot of things you don't know about me, for one; I would never treat a female the way your mate treats you. For another; I do have honor, and a Saiyan's...virginity is not to be given lightly. I don't know how they do it in your culture, but I was taught to save it for the one I planned to spend the rest of my life with. I would never be caught dead connected to a 'one night stand' as a mate, I have to respect and be able to relate to her in order to give her the one thing I cannot take back."

"Whoa Vegeta, that was...powerful. Now I don't feel so alone."

"What do you mean, woman?"

"Uh, nothing! Forget what I said, I was just blabbing nonesense!"

"I don't think so...if I heard right, you just admitted to being a virgin yourself!"

"Eh, hehe. Yeah, I guess I kinda did."

"With the way that sleazeball and you were always hanging over eachother, I had thought..."

"Well you thought wrong. Just as I thought wrongly about you. Yamcha wanted to, but I wasn't sure. I wanted to wait for that special someone, and I was almost positive it wasn't him. I told him that once, he blew up in my face and left to find some slut. That was the first time I realized he was cheating on me to get, from another girl, what he wasn't getting from me. And it was just before I made my wish. But what he did still hurt."

"You deserve better, and I hope that the prince you are so desperate to find will suit your needs."

"Thanks, but back to our earlier subject, it's nice to know we have something in common."

"And if you know what's good for you, you'll keep that to yourself."

"Whatever you say, Veggie-head. Now go to sleep, and you'd better not hog the covers...it's cold in here all of a sudden."

"That's the doctor at work again for sure." he grunted.

"Well, he sure is sneaky."

"That's a given, so...do we submit again?"

"I don't see that we have any choice, seeing as how if we don't...we'll freeze."

"Fine."

"Fine."

So the couple curled around eachother and drifted off to sleep, warm and safe.