Chapter 9
Beads of sweat fell down the crevices of his well defined muscles. Bulma dropped her sunglasses and got a better look without the distortion of the coloured lens.
His muscular torso was naked, except the suspenders keeping up the fire retardant pants. She wasn't sure where 18 got the firefighter outfit from, but it fit Vegeta perfectly.
"Yes boy, flatten out that earth" Bulma called out, swishing her cocktail.
18 and Chichi wolf whistled and hooted next to her. They all broke down laughing as he scowled at them.
"I'm not a boy! And this wouldn't be appropriate if roles were reversed and YOU were being cat called by a bunch of men!" Vegeta yelled at them, swinging the shovel in the air.
"Stop being a sore loser! You had your choice on a prize for winning our bet, and you lost… So not my problem" Bulma winked at him.
18 and Chichi hollered and cheered him on some more and he stomped around facing away from them, slamming the shovel into the earth. The three women cackled and slapped themselves, holding up their drinks and cheers-ing each other gleefully.
"I for one am very glad you won" 18 smiled.
"I was never going to lose…"
"What did he ask for if he won?" Chichi asked.
Bulma blushed and took a sip.
"What was it? 18 laughed pushing Bulma.
"Something I was probably never going to agree to, let's put it that way" Bulma laughed.
"Anal…" Chichi said.
18 and Bulma looked at her and laughed.
"What?" Chichi demanded.
"I mean…" 18 started.
"I would probably…" Bulma mused.
"You two have done it up the butt?!" Chichi yelled.
Vegeta swung around at Chichi's loud exclamation of 'up the butt'. 18 and Bulma laughed and tried to shush Chichi.
"Not so fucking loud!" 18 giggled.
"Why would you do that?" Chichi looked horrified.
"Sometimes it feels good…" Bulma said.
"With the right person, right time and place, enough lube" 18 added.
"I don't think I could ever do it in the butt"
"Don't knock it until you've tried it, guys get so turned on by it too. It's hot seeing them enjoy themselves" Bulma said.
"So have you done it with Vegeta?" 18 asked, raising her eyebrows up and down.
"Not yet, maybe… His cock might be a little too big for me" She giggled.
"And if it gets serious, you'll have a hard time looking his mother in the face" 18 laughed.
"There's no issue there, his parents passed away when he was young" Bulma said.
"Murdered" Chichi interjected.
"What?!" 18 and Bulma asked in unison.
"Didn't you know?" Chichi asked.
"No…" Bulma mumbled.
"Goku told me a while ago. Back when their people were all killed in the genocidal war… remember?" Chichi prompted.
"Wait Vegeta comes from the same place as Goku's family?" 18 asked.
"Yes, except Vegeta's whole family were wiped out. Only he and his brother Tarble managed to escape, along with a handful of other children." Chichi said.
"Omg that's horrible!" Bulma said.
Chichi nodded. "Goku and his family moved away when the boys were young, so they weren't affected like Vegeta"
"Well that puts things he has said into perspective" Bulma said.
"Like what?"
"Just his past relationships, about how he keeps people at arm's length, you know…"
"So have you guys had the 'talk'?" 18 asked.
"Well yeah, after Chichi's engagement party, we decided to still see each other casually" Bulma said.
"Do you want more?" Chichi asked.
"I don't know, that Yamcha stuff still has my guard up. I just want to have fun right now. And besides, I don't know if I can trust him just yet" Bulma said.
"You mean with the information about who you really are? Who your parents are?" 18 asked.
"Yeah… I don't want to be used again"
The girls had left after finishing another cocktail. Vegeta had called it a day on leveling out the earth in her backyard, reading it for a concrete slab. Bulma took the opportunity to hint he should fuck her in his new uniform, which he happily obliged her in. She rode his fire hose right there on her brand new outdoor dining set. It was all over pretty quickly.
Bulma pulled off her swimmers and got into the shower next to Vegeta. He had already got a start on cleaning the dirt off his body when she lent her hands and helped him. Any excuse to touch his body.
"I think I should get a few hours shaved off my total since I was on display for your vulgar friends" Vegeta said.
"Nice try, just be thankful they were here, otherwise I would have made you do it naked" She giggled.
"This objectification of my body is wrong"
"Maybe, if you didn't enjoy it so much. I didn't hear you complaining before…"
He smirked. "Well I might have lasted longer, but I had to wait for you for 2 whole weeks"
"Poor thing"
Vegeta pulled her hips into him and drove his face into her neck, kissing at her hungrily.
"So where are you taking me this time?"
He kissed her a few more times and pulled his head back up.
"I was wondering if you wanted to learn how to surf?" He grinned.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Bulma squealed as she jumped.
"That was easy"
"Where? Reef Key?"
"No, somewhere different. We will need to get up early and pick up surfboards from my house" Vegeta said.
"Do I get to drive your car?" Bulma smirked.
"You will never drive the Camaro!"
"Oh come on! I design cars for a living!"
"Yeah and I witnessed how you drive them too!"
"You're no fun" Bulma giggled.
"No, I'm not, We will take the truck anyway"
"How come?"
"You want to surf right? We need to take the boards" Vegeta explained.
"I get my own board?"
"Of course, we can't share"
Bulma giggled, she really knew nothing about surfing. Vegeta pulled away from her and began washing his body again as she tried to get under the water too.
"So are we locking ourselves up next week before you go back to work?" Bulma asked.
"Do you have any plans to disappear for work again?"
"No"
"Well I don't have any plans, other than fucking you" Vegeta growled, pulling her close again.
"And completing your 20 hours of manual labour…"
"Surely there is something else you want for 20 hours instead?"
"Stop trying to weasel your way out of this, You will complete my concrete slab and build me a shed!" Bulma laughed.
"Hmmm, maybe I can change your mind…"
He picked her up and she wrapped her leg around his waist.
Vibrating wood beside her woke her up. Bulma opened her eyes, it was still dark. What the fuck was making that noise. Her brain took a moment to realise she was in her bed and her phone was flashing white light into the room. She reached out to her bedside table and turned off her alarm.
4:45am
Vegeta stirred beside her but didn't wake. This was the third time they had slept in a bed together. She didn't want to admit it to anyone, even herself, but she felt alone when he wasn't there. Even after only two nights of sleeping next to each other. She was happy when he agreed to stay last night.
He hardly moved when he slept, Bulma found it cute and endearing, she tried her best to slip out of the bed without disturbing him anymore.
Navigating her way through the dark house she found a hallway light, she flicked it on and illuminated her way. Her house was two stories, which was an older building that she planned to renovate. With high roofs and generous rooms, she had a lot to work with. Bulma opened the fridge and pulled out some ingredients. She wanted to make lunch for them to take, her cooking skills weren't something to admire, but she could make a mean sandwich.
Light began to stain the horizon as Bulma finished up packing a chiller bag. Vegeta's alarm would be going off soon. She decided to get herself ready before he woke up. She was always nervous about her appearance when he was around. Self assurance wasn't something she lacked, she just wanted him to always see her at her best. If you just want to be casual , she found herself wondering, why do you care what he thinks of your appearance?
Bulma shook her head and the thoughts away. She reached her bathroom and opened the drawers, she looked down, stunned at its contents. A can of male antiperspirant, and a toothbrush looked back at her. She stared at it blinking a few more times, trying to soak the information in. Had he put personal items in her bathroom? She slammed the draw shut, blushing hard.
"What are you doing?"
Bulma jumped and screamed.
"Don't" She whacked him hard on the arm. "Do that!"
Vegeta smirked at her. "Why are you up so early?" He rubbed his eyes and yawned.
"I made us lunch"
"Oh? Look, the little engineer can be domesticated…"
Bulma slapped his arm again. "When are we leaving?"
"In half an hour?"
"Half an hour?!"
Vegeta dropped one eyebrow. "We are going surfing, why would you need more than that to put a bikini on?"
Bulma pushed past him, frantically running to her room.
Bulma looked through the window as he passed another beach entrance. Each spot looked more deserted than the last.
"How do you know about this place?" Bulma asked.
"I've been surfing this spot for a long time, we found it one summer after hearing about it from a local"
"Oh, a secret spot?"
"If you tell anyone, I'll have to kill you" Vegeta smirked.
The truck pulled into a dirt road that was almost concealed from the road. The road was surrounded by trees and shrubs. They drove up the path for a few minutes, reaching a small area where Vegeta parked the car.
He jumped out and began to untie the surfboards. Bulma got out and looked around, they really were hours away from any type of town.
"The pathway to the beach is just through there, we cut it out a little while back" Vegeta said.
Her eyes fell on the tiny, thin pathway through the dense shrubs. She found herself wondering how much of the earth he had crafted and moved to make it his own. She smiled.
"Don't just stand there, help me"
She helped him take the surfboards down while he slung the food over his shoulder. They walked through the beach shrub and came out onto a large desolate beach. It was as if no one had ever been there before. High cliffs surrounded the picturesque turquoise water and white sandy beach.
"It's so beautiful here!"
"It's even better from the water"
"Well, let's go then!" Bulma said beaming.
"Hold up, you need to practice on the sand standing up first" Vegeta said, reaching out and grabbing her arm.
"Oh, come on! How hard can it be?"
"And who here knows how to surf?"
"Don't treat me as a child, I don't need to learn basics, just take me out already"
Vegeta just smirked at her. "Ok then, let's do it your way…"
Bulma ran out towards the breaking water with the smaller board of the two. Vegeta put his board down and followed her. He took the board from her and pushed it into the water.
"Hop on" He motioned.
After many attempts, mostly of her falling off trying to stand up, and Vegeta using the board to catch a few waves himself, they swam out past the breakers. Bulma sat up with the board between her legs as Vegeta floated beside it.
"You make it look so easy, how come I can't do it?" Bulma asked.
"If you weren't so stubborn and listen to my instructions you would have stood up already"
Bulma splashed water at him. "Maybe you aren't very good at teaching"
"You won't be taught"
"Then tell me what I'm doing wrong!"
"It's your centre of gravity, where you are placing your pressure. you need practice on the board, that's all"
"So you'll take me out again?" Bulma asked.
"Maybe"
Bulma looked out toward the horizon, he had taught himself, he had no teacher. She wondered how long it had taken him to stand. Her thoughts flick to her conversation with Chichi, about his family. How much of life he seemed to have lived in spite of everything.
"Vegeta…?"
"Yeah"
"What were your parents like?" She asked, looking back at him.
Vegeta looked like he was contemplating what words to use before he spoke. "I don't remember much from that time in my life, but they were fearless and strong"
Bulma felt a lump grow in her throat from his words. Her curiousity was stimulated so much that she couldn't stop herself.
"Chichi told me what happened to your family, the genocide"
"I thought as much"
"What happened to them?"
"It happened at night, we had been found by some beastmen at a property we were hiding in. My parents faced the group, even though they were outnumbered. They were slaughtered while protecting us" Vegeta said.
Bulma tilted her head slightly away from him and shut her eyes for a moment. She didn't want him to see her eyes welling up. The thoughts of something like that happening to her, made her feel intense empathy for him.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that"
"Don't be, it was a long time ago. Besides, it helped shape my life now. It gave me purpose"
"That's a very good attitude to have"
"It's the only one to have" Vegeta shrugged.
He had dealt with this for most of his life, she could tell her was at peace with talking about it. But she wondered how much something like that would affect a person. His whole race had been slaughtered, only a few of them remained.
"I admire your ambition and love for adventure, you're right, it must have helped give you those traits"
"I just want to have as much fun as I can before I die, I feel I owe it to them. Since they never got the chance to finish theirs"
Bulma smiled wide at him, tears welling up again. "That's beautiful"
"Don't get all emotional on me now"
"Well don't say such cute things!"
"I'm not cute"
Bulma giggled. "Yes you are"
Vegeta grabbed the board and began shaking it hard. Bulma swayed a few times before she squealed and fell off the board. Vegeta laughed hard while her body submerged into the water.
Thick juice came up through the straw and burst sweet, tangy flavours into her mouth. Bulma moaned at the cold fruity liquid hitting her tongue. Vegeta was shovelling fruit into his mouth in a rapid motion, enjoying the taste as much as she was.
They sat at a small, beach-wood coloured shack right on the beach. They hungrily drank and ate their fill of food in the falling afternoon sun. They both laid back in there chairs after paying for their meal
"This is the best thing I have ever tasted!" Bulma said.
"The salt water always makes food taste better, and surfing always gives me a huge appetite... the sandwiches were not enough" Vegeta replied, he ran his hands down his stomach, pushing it out purposefully to exaggerate how full he was.
Bulma reached over and poked her finger into his belly, making him cry out in pain.
"You will have to work off that food later" Bulma winked.
Vegeta smiled at her wickedly. "I go back next week, I have a lot to work off before I go"
Bulma giggled and hid her face, he grabbed her hands and pulled them down. He was right, they needed to make the most of their time before he left for 6 weeks, back to work. She blushed at how giddy being around him made her feel. She understood what she said to 18 and Chichi was probably going to get thrown out the window soon enough. She was finding it hard not to develop feelings for him.
Bulma looked over at him but was distracted by something going on in the background. The moment she noticed the people dancing and cheering, she heard the music.
"Excuse me, what is going on over there?" Bulma asked the bartender.
He looked over and smiled. "It's our harvest festival closing night, they have started early today" He chuckled.
Bulma looked back at Vegeta beaming.
"Do you want to go?"
He smirked and stood up, putting his wallet in his back pocket. Vegeta looked back at her and tilted his head in the direction of the festival. They both walked out of the bar, Vegeta leading. as they got onto the sand, he stopped for a moment then slipped his hand around Bulma's and wrapped his fingers into hers. Bulma felt butterflies burst out in her stomach.
