Author's Note:

Bulma surprises the boys. And someone surprises Bulma...

Chapter recipe: A little squeeze of lemon. A tiny sprinkling of angst. And some fighting jargon to add some flavor.

smut warning*

Chapter 19: Concentrated Power of Will

"Again," Nappa instructed.

Vegeta and Raditz took their stances again. Vegeta took a deep breath. Then he threw a right roundhouse kick, his shin making full contact with the Thai pad Raditz was holding, followed by a body kick to set him up for a side push kick where he sent Raditz against the side of the ring. Raditz had to use all his strength to keep the kick shield from bouncing back and hitting him in the face.

"Fake low to high," Nappa commanded from the sideline.

Vegeta flexed his foot, flicking his leg out toward Raditz's torso. But before making contact he changed momentum and aimed his kick towards Raditz's head instead. Raditz moved the pad up just in time to meet Vegeta's leg.

"Switch kick." Nappa stated authoritatively, standing with his arms folded.

Vegeta bounced on the balls of his feet. He transferred his weight off his lead foot, then he skipped into a switch stance, bringing his lead foot back and his rear foot forward while swinging his rear arm down and his lead arm up across you body. After he switched his stance, he exploded off the ball of his lead foot turning into his kick and swinging his lead arm down while rotating his hips. Vegeta heard and felt his kick land. He was vaguely aware of the sound of the gym doors opening.

Nappa turned to see the curvaceous figure and blue hair of Vegeta's girlfriend walk through the door. Shit.

Bulma walked into the gym. It was pretty sparse compared to the Briefs's training facility. There were two sparring rings. A couple weighted bags along the back wall. There looked to be several weights and giant medicine balls in the far left corner next to a giant metal cabinet. The rest of the space was just covered in floor mats. She had waited about thirty minutes before finally deciding to come inside. She'd just been wandering around the streets in the meantime, going in and out of little shops in the area.

Vegeta turned to look at Nappa when he hadn't bellowed another move. His eyes went wide as they landed on the woman at the doors. "Bulma? What're you doing here?" He'd never brought her here before. Hell, he didn't even know she knew where this place was. Vegeta got out of the ring and walked over to her.

"I followed you," she said, looking down and blushing.

Vegeta just chuckled and lifted her chin so she'd meet his eye. "You're adorable." He kissed her lips. An electricity coursed through Bulma when their lips connected and she gasped. Vegeta felt it too. Just as the kiss was about to go deeper, Nappa loudly cleared his throat, making Vegeta snap his head toward him.

"As much as I love seein' ya, girlie," it was the first time Nappa didn't look too happy to see Bulma and it confused her, "I don't need the boys distracted."

"Oh, come now, son," came a voice from behind them. Gohan stood before them. He had a smile on his face and Bulma noticed he wore the same outfit as the last time she saw him. "She can sit and watch with me." He smiled at Bulma and she blushed, feeling uncomfortable. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to come here, Bulma thought. "It'll be fine, Nappa."

Nappa shook his head. He knew the rest of the day was gonna be annoying. These boys are about to show off...

Gohan led Bulma to a single bench across the way from the main floor of the gym. She felt a little awkward sitting next to this man she didn't even really know. She watched Vegeta as he chugged a bottle of water, his Adam's apple bobbing. She pressed her legs together. Oh no. She looked at Goku's grandpa from the corner of her eye. Keep it together, Briefs! she chided herself. She shook her head and watched the four men move over to the giant metal cabinet. They each pulled out different sets of equipment; Vegeta pulled out a pair of giant ropes that Bulma remembered him telling her were called Battle Ropes, Goku took down one of the big medicine balls from the weight rack, and Raditz grabbed an agility ladder and sat it on the ground a few paces away. They all went to their prospective corners and began their exercises.

Bulma had her eyes on Vegeta but immediately spun her head when she saw Goku throw the medicine ball down, making it bounce back up, catching it, and then spinning into a backflip. Her mouth dropped open. Gohan chuckled beside her. Vegeta scowled, noticing the shocked look on his girlfriend's face as she watched the idiot. He began snapping the ropes in his hands loudly and she turned to look at him. Her face flushed as she saw his heated gaze on her. She had to look away before she started squirming again. She caught Raditz sprinting through the ladder on the floor and was surprised he didn't trip over his big muscles.

The next hour went by like this. They'd switch off, each doing what the previous did before. Bulma wasn't surprised to see Vegeta handle the ladder. But her jaw dropped once again when she watched Raditz then Vegeta repeat Goku's exercise. She wouldn't have thought Raditz would've been able to do a backflip. But watching Vegeta do it was something else entirely. He was so agile, his form perfectly smooth. She had to keep herself from drooling.

She watched them practice on the weighted bags as well. As Goku and Raditz went to stand in front of the black heavy bags, Vegeta stood in front of something that kind of looked like a uvula.

"That's a speed bag," Gohan explained.

She looked up at him. This was the first time he'd spoken to her since they sat down.

"They help with coordination, reflexes, endurance. And of course, speed."

As Gohan said the word speed, Vegeta started punching the small bag. Her jaw dropped once again. Vegeta was moving his arms so fast. He kept light on his feet, repeating certain movements again and again. The sheer power behind his punches is so... arousing, Bulma thought. The boys switched bags after about 15 minutes. Then they each grabbed a jump rope and moved to the middle of the floor, almost right in front of where Bulma and Gohan sat. Vegeta swished the rope back and forth in front of him several times before he started. And when he started, Bulma's eyes were glued to him. Vegeta stayed light on his toes. He would switch from kicking out his heels, to raising his knees one at a time, and then just speeding the rope underneath him so fast it sounded like a whip. The entire time Vegeta was jumping rope, he kept his dark eyes on Bulma. She stared back, mesmerized. His eyes seemed to grow darker with desire. Bulma couldn't turn away.

Bulma had been watching him work out for over three hours now. And she wanted him. Badly.

"Okay. Take a break." Nappa called.

They each stopped jumping. Goku and Raditz went to sit down against one of the sparing rings. Gohan excused himself to go talk to Nappa. But Vegeta remained standing where he was, watching Bulma. She sat there in a daze. Hearing Raditz loudly whisper, "they should just get a room," made her come to her senses and blush. Not a bad idea. She got up, grabbed a water from the cooler, and walked over to her boyfriend. He tracked her every movement. When she stood before him, she handed him the bottle, watching him slowly unscrew it and gulp it down. He never took his eyes off her. Bulma could feel the intrusive eyes of the others on them.

"Can we go over there?" She pointed her head toward the back corner of the gym away from everyone.

Vegeta grinned and nodded.

As they walked over to the back of the room, a sudden feeling of urgency fell over Bulma. She had to have him. She pushed Vegeta into a random room, closing the door behind them. It was dark.

Vegeta flipped on the lights and smirked at his girlfriend. "You know, this is Nappa's office," he stated.

"Oh, um." Bulma blushed. "Well, maybe we should find somewhere else then-"

"No," he said assertively, hoisting her up against his body and depositing her onto the desk. "I want you. Right here. Right now." He kissed her and she moaned into his mouth, allowing him to stroke the tip of his tongue against hers. He traveled down to nip at her earlobe. "On your knees," he whispered in her ear.

Bulma maneuvered herself so she was kneeling on top of the desk.

Vegeta stared down his nose at her. She seemed so submissive and meek today. "Why so timid today, woman?"

Bulma shrugged, but then gave a small smile. "You don't want me submissive?" She asked cheekily.

"Mmm, I would love nothing more than to hear you call me Master."

She sat up on her knees, stroking the side of his face. She leaned forward until their lips were almost touching. "What would Master like me to do?" She moved her hand to press against his straining boner. "Does Master want his cock in my mouth?" She whispered.

"God, you're a vixen."

Bulma leaned back and pulled the elastic of his shorts down, letting his dick spring free. She knelt down lower and brought her lips to his tip. Vegeta put his hand around the back of her head. She licked tentatively, looking up at Vegeta beneath her eyelashes. He unconsciously thrusted his hips forward as he saw the lust in her eyes. She took him greedily into her mouth, sucking sloppily. Vegeta watched her deep throat him. He loved seeing her saliva dribble down her chin as she sucked his dick. Bulma was enjoying herself as well. She loved having her spittle drip down his cock. It gave her a heady feeling. She whined and tried to rub her thighs together, searching for some relief, but her knees were spread too far apart.

Vegeta noticed her discomfort. He brought his hand to her covered core. He was glad she had a skirt on. "Needing some attention?" he asked her. She just moaned around his cock. He teased her through her panties and she moaned again, the vibrations forcing a groan from Vegeta. He suddenly pulled her off him and spun her around, making her feet fall to the floor while he pushed her torso flat across the desk. "We gotta make this fast, baby. Rub your clit as I fuck you." His words made Bulma's walls clench in excitement. He pushed her panties to the side and instantly sheathed himself in her pussy. She let out a loud pant and moved her fingers to her little bundle of nerves. Vegeta started a pounding rhythm, grabbing at her waist. Bulma circled her clit quickly. It didn't take long before she was cumming, trying to muffle her screams into her arm. "Already?" Vegeta asked. "Well, looks like you'll have to cum for me again. Come on. One more time." He gave a sharp thrust. He kept up his punishing rhythm and Bulma started building again, not completely over her first orgasm. Vegeta started moving faster, so close to his release. "Come on, Bulma," he growled. She went to rub herself again, instantly exploding around him once more. This time she couldn't muffle her scream. "Yes!" Vegeta yelled. He emptied himself inside her, collapsing on top of her. They stayed like that for a short time.

Finally, Vegeta removed himself. "There's a bathroom through that door there," Vegeta said, pointing to a small entrance hidden behind a filing cabinet. Bulma took the opportunity to clean herself up. When she returned to the office, Vegeta was leaning against the desk nursing his water bottle.

He smiled up at her. "Hey."

"Hi." She blushed.

Vegeta smirked. "Something wrong?"

"Think they heard us?"

"Tsch. Even if they didn't, they definitely know what we were up to in here."

"Crap." Bulma's blush deepened.

"Hey. Don't worry about it," Vegeta shrugged. "They already know we've been doing the nasty. It shouldn't matter now."

Bulma couldn't agree with him. "I think it's a little different when we do it with them not ten feet away," she snapped back.

"We were behind a closed door," Vegeta replied frankly. Bulma rolled her eyes. "Come on. I gotta get back out there." Bulma's blush returned.

As they made their way back out into the gym, Vegeta gave Bulma a chaste kiss and jogged over to Nappa and the Sons. Nappa gave him a disgusted look.

"In my office? Really?"

Vegeta just gave him a shit-eating grin. Raditz sniggered and Goku just looked confused.

Bulma blushed profusely as she took her seat next to Gohan again. I hope I don't smell like sex.

She watched Vegeta step up into the ring as Raditz came back with two foam sticks.

"Are those pool noodles?" Bulma asked in disbelief.

"They're used for head movement drills, to practice defensive moves and blocking. They're like targets, but they don't hurt," Gohan explained.

Bulma tried not to giggle as Raditz wiggled the noodles around Vegeta. Vegeta hit them back and blocked them from hitting him in the head. Him and Raditz moved around the ring, the whole time Raditz calmly going at him with the pool noodles while Vegeta effectively dodged and punched them. At one point, Raditz snapped a noodle at Vegeta's butt and chuckled, making Vegeta spin a kick at his head.

"Knock it off!" Nappa barked.

The last hour was spent on sparring practice. Raditz stood on the sideline with Nappa this time as Goku and Vegeta got into the ring. Goku donned on a bunch of gear; helmet, shin guards, MMA gloves. Vegeta just slipped on his gloves and put in his mouth guard. They squared each other up, taking their stances. Vegeta smirked and threw a jab at Goku's head. Goku directed a kick at Vegeta, making him bounce back against the ropes. Vegeta retaliated with some punches to Goku's face, but he parried them. Vegeta caught Goku in the side of his face, sending him back. Goku got Vegeta on his back foot and swung an uppercut towards Vegeta's chin. Vegeta backed up, swiveling into a spin kick toward Goku's head. They both bounced back and circled each other. Vegeta lunged for Goku's knees, catching him around the middle and throwing him to the ground. They wrestled to the floor, Goku trying to escape Vegeta's grasp. Vegeta had him on his back, straddling him and he started throwing elbows to Goku's head, but he never actually made contact.

It seemed odd to Bulma that they were being so tame. "Why aren't they really hitting each other?" she asked the man beside her.

"A good sparring partner doesn't try to hurt their opponent. It's not a real fight. They're learning from each other. They're fighting at the same pace. You don't go a 100% when sparring. Sparring is supposed to be easy and controlled so that both fighters get a chance to learn and improve."

Oh. Bulma was confused. She felt like she always went hard during sparring. Maybe Vegeta has just going easy on me? She felt somewhat embarrassed, considering this whole time, she thought she was really fighting him and he was fighting back. I wonder what percentage he fights me at then, Bulma mused, resolving to ask him later.

"That's enough," Nappa called to them twenty minutes later. Vegeta got up lithely to his feet, holding his hand out to help Goku stand. "We're done for the day."

Vegeta jumped down from the ring and was immediately at Bulma's side. He smiled down at her. "Ready to get out of here?" She nodded.

Bulma watched all five men talking in a loose circle as she stood by the doors. They dispersed and Vegeta came to join her. "Let's go," he said.

They made their way to Bulma's car which was just parked down the block at a meter.

"So, tell me," she said as they walked down the sidewalk holding hands. "Just how easy do you go on me when we're sparring?"

Vegeta gave her a sheepish smile.

Just then, someone bumped into Vegeta's side. Bulma looked up to see a very pretty man. He had a thin face, pointed chin, and earrings dangling from his lobes. Bulma's blood ran cold as she noted his long, green hair.

"My bad, your highness," the man said in a smooth voice.

Vegeta's expression turned furious. He could see Bulma's face had gone pale.

"What are you doing here, Zarbon?" Vegeta seethed.

"Oh, I'm merely walking to my gym. Bumping into you was purely a coincidence." He turned his eyes toward Bulma. Vegeta put an arm around her protectively. "Why hello there," he said, ignoring Vegeta. "So lovely to finally meet you." He took Bulma's hand in his and kissed the top of it. Bulma snatched her fingers out of his grasp. Zarbon chuckled sinisterly. "My, my. What a spirited young woman you are. I do sincerely wish you two the best. See you in the ring, Princey." And with that, Zarbon walked away.

Vegeta rushed them to Bulma's car with him hopping into the drivers seat. He gripped the steering wheel so hard, his knuckles were white. He quickly turned out of the parking spot and shot forward through traffic. "Put your seatbelt on," he growled at Bulma.

She did as instructed. Her hands felt cold. She was in a daze. "That was him?" she whispered. Vegeta didn't respond. But he didn't have to. She already knew the answer. She could understand why her mother had called him dashing.

Vegeta stopped the car and parked. They were at their apartment complex. He didn't waste time, practically pulling Bulma from the car and heading inside his apartment. He forced her down onto the couch and kneeled in front of her. He grabbed her face between his hands. "Are you okay?" he asked fervently.

Bulma didn't know how to answer that. She felt numb. Until now, she'd never met any of Frieza's people. She felt different. Suddenly, this was all too real. The enormity of the entire situation made her feel like someone had punched her in the gut.

Vegeta was at a lost of what to do. He wasn't really worried about Zarbon. It was Bulma who was scaring him. Fuck, is she in shock? She sat there immobile. She didn't seem aware of the tears that ran silently down her cheeks. "Bulma!" he shouted, shaking her. She finally seemed to come out of her stupor. "Talk to me," Vegeta begged.

"Sorry," she said around a lump in her throat. "It just seems so much more real now..." her voice sounded bleak.

"You don't need to worry, okay. I hate to admit it, but I'm pretty sure Zarbon was telling the truth. It was a complete coincidence. Although, I'm sure he bumped into me on purpose. He just couldn't squander the opportunity, " Vegeta added derisively.

Bulma just nodded. She looked at the time on the DVR. It was after seven o'clock and she hadn't really eaten anything since that morning. She didn't know if she could eat right then, but she knew she should. She looked at her boyfriend. She saw the worry in his eyes and she knew she needed to placate him somehow. Distract him, as well as herself. "Can we order some food, please? I feel like I should probably eat something."

"Yeah. Of course. Chinese? Usual place?"

"Sure."

Vegeta sat with Bulma on the couch eating from takeout boxes. He turned to see her actually eating normally. Color had returned to her cheeks. "Feeling better?"

Bulma nodded. She had calmed herself down. She had mentally kicked herself for acting the way she had. Especially realizing how worried Vegeta had looked. She reminded herself that she's known about the Cold Gym and Zarbon for weeks, so there was no need for her to start worrying herself sick all over again.

They finished their meal and Bulma snuggled up against Vegeta on the couch. She hugged him to her. "I love you."

Vegeta looked into Bulma's eyes. "You know I love you."

She smiled and closed her eyes. She felt tired. Today had been interesting. "So did training go well today?" she asked. "Even though I was there causing distractions," she giggled.

"Yeah. It was fine. The usual. Although the training that happened in the office was where I believe I did my best." He smirked down at her, smug.

She giggled again. "Yes. It seemed you had a lot of fun during that exercise."

Vegeta bent his head down and planted a soft kiss to Bulma's lips. "You're amazing."

"I try," she said before a yawn overtook her.

Vegeta chuckled. "Come on, sleepy woman. Let's get to bed. It's been a long day and we have classes in the morning."

Bulma grumbled but followed Vegeta into the shower. Afterwards she climbed into his bed and cuddled him from behind, acting as big spoon.

"I don't think you've ever been big spoon before," Vegeta said.

"Mmm," she just hummed as she kissed his back.

She fell asleep quickly and once Vegeta knew he wouldn't wake her, he rolled over to cradle her in his arms. He watched her softly breathing as he fell into a deep sleep as well.


Author's Note:

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

Ten points to Gryffindor to whoever can tell me where I got the title of this chapter from. And twenty points to Slytherin for those who caught my Twilight reference.

Sources:

The Six Muay Thai Kicks You Need to /blog/the-6-muay-thai-kicks-you-need-to-know-videos/

Boxing Sparring for /boxing-sparring-for-beginners