Chapter 11
"He said that?! Bulma, you have to know that isn't true right?" 18 said in the back of the car.
"I know it's Yamcha and he is just trying to hurt me, but I can't help thinking about it"
"He isn't trying to hurt you, he is trying to get between you!" 18 yelled. "He is jealous of Vegeta, he doesn't want him to be with you. He'll say anything to drive a wedge between you two"
"You really think he is lying?"
"Yes, Yamcha is the cheater. From what I've seen and heard of Vegeta, at the gym, he couldn't care less about the women there" 18 explained.
Bulma looked down at her hands and fidgeted.
"Plus, Krillin is right up in there with the goss! Especially at the gym, he would have said something to me" 18 said putting her hand on her friend's arm.
"That's true…"
"Just ask him yourself, I sure would enjoy watching him confront Yamcha about it" 18 laughed.
"Oh my god!" Bulma put her face in her hands. "This was all meant to be uncomplicated!"
"Relationships are messy, get used to it"
"No" Bulma whined.
"Clearly Vegeta is worth it to you, if you care this much?" 18 snickered.
"What am I going to do?"
"Talk to him, you dumb bitch" 18 said sweetly.
Bulma laughed at her friend and pushed her.
The two arrived at a small bar, 18's work friends were already inside at a table. They joined them, ordering themselves drinks. Bulma got along well with the group of girls, they always managed to have a good time. Which was exactly what she needed right now.
A group of three men arrived and joined the group, one sat semi opposite to Bulma and she caught his line of sight more than once.
"Hi, I'm Oliver" an attractive man said to her, stretching his hand out to her.
Bulma smiled back. "Hi Oliver, I'm Bulma"
"You know, I picked out the exact colour today to paint a wall at my house" Oliver said pointing to her cerulean blue dress.
"Really? This is such a tranquil colour, good choice" She winked.
"So what do you do Bulma?"
"I design cars" She smiled.
"Wow, I didn't expect that"
"And you?" She asked, not wanting to get into it any further.
"I'm a cryptologic Linguist" He replied.
"No way" Bulma giggled. "That's got to be the most interesting answer to that question I've ever heard"
"Interesting is in no way a true reflection of what I actually do" Oliver laughed and sipped his beer.
"That sounds like the soul crushing sound of red tape and highly classified information"
"You're not just a pretty face" He smiled. "Do you work in government programs yourself?"
Bulma smiled. "Yeah, sometimes I'm contracted"
"Understood" He said, imitating zipping his mouth shut.
Bulma found herself laughing hard at the mans flirtatious vibe. Oliver was tall, charming and attractive. Smiling sweetly at him, a realisation that another man was flirting with her brought up slightly uncomfortable feelings. Like she was betraying someone. Something flashed in her mind.
Vegeta's face next to her on the plane, his attractive features curved into a smirk. Her heart started beating fast at the thought of him.
"I'm just heading to the bathroom, one sec" Bulma said to Oliver, standing up and taking her bag with her.
She found a quiet corner of the bar and brought out her phone. Yamcha had made her second guess her attraction to Vegeta, and if being involved with him was a smart idea. But Yamcha was full of shit, he always had been, from the moment they first met. So Bulma decided, for the sake of her sanity, to get an answer for herself. Once and for all.
His finger pulled together to enlarge the photo on his phone screen. Her face was captured forever in pleasure, it was his favourite photo to jerk off to. Her face reminded him of the first time they had sex. The way she displayed herself in front of him, her beautiful face flushed red. He groaned and stroked himself harder.
He went to zoom back out of the photo, but it skipped to the next one, which was a selfie of her and him at the small harvest festival after their first surfing date. Her hair was all wavy from the salt water, with no makeup. She looked so fucking gorgeous. A pang of pining for her washed over him.
His phone buzzed in his hand, like a message from the universe, it was a message from her.
B: Are you up?
Vegeta laughed at the irony as he still held his dick.
V: Yes, I am
B: Do you consider us exclusive?
He frowned with confusion at the screen.
V: Why are you asking this at 10:15pm? Aren't you meant to be out with 18?
B: Answer the question.
Vegeta felt her tense tone, surely he was misreading it.
V: I'm not seeing anyone else, and I don't plan to. You?
B: I heard something today, it's gotten into my head...
V: What was said?
B: That you are sleeping around with all the women from the gym
Vegeta snorted.
V: I hardly see my friends when I go, I'm only ever there to train. Besides, when would I have time to be hitting on other women. Who said this to you?
B: Yamcha
V: Well that's your answer, he is still pissed I kissed you in front of him. Honestly Bulma, I thought you were smarter than that
B: Uhh I know, I know! I guess I'm just letting him get under my skin
V: Look, if I wanted to see other women, I would tell you so. I have been honest with you from the get go. I have 0 interest in other women. Yamcha has ulterior motivations, The guys at the gym said he was saying shit. But this is so transparent.
B: What has he been saying?
V: It doesn't matter, it's all hot wind.
B: So you're not looking for anyone else?
V: No, do you want me too?
B: No… And I'm not interested in anyone else either...
V: Ok then. You have your answer.
B: Sorry for interrupting your date with Mrs Palmer…
V: Fuck off and go and enjoy your night
B: Lol
Vegeta smiled, the tiny meltdown just made her even more captivating. Maybe the casual situation they had engaged in was wearing thin for her. She seemed to be quite upset by the fact that he might have been seeing other people. He had inklings she was feeling the same as him.
The pining feelings came back as he looked back at his phone, her cute smiling face radiating up at him.
"Fuck I'm in trouble" He said, a smile beaming from his face.
"29, You old fuck" Bulma laughed.
"You're the one fucking me, so what does that say about you?"
"That I'm a sick bitch! But you're a sexy old fuck, I'll give you that"
Vegeta laughed. "The plan is to go out to Reef Key, you keen?"
"I would love to go to Reef Key again!" Bulma said.
"Usually we hire out a boat, take out some snorkeling gear, food, camping gear and stay out overnight" Vegeta said.
"I'm only going for the flying fox"
"You only like me for my toys"
Bulma laughed. "Yeap, I only want your house, money and everything you own" She said in a ridiculously sarcastic tone.
"Tch."
"Is it usually just you, Tarble, Brolly and Nappa out there?" Bulma asked.
"Yeah, but I think I'll ask the rest of the guys at the gym this year too. Get a large crew of us out there"
"Well, my parents have a boat. I'm sure we could use it instead of hiring out one"
"Really?" Vegeta asked curiously.
"Yeah, consider it a birthday present"
"No BJ?" She heard his smirk through the phone.
"Not with that ungrateful attitude"
"Well I'll expect something else then"
"No anal on the beach"
"Fucking hell" Vegeta laughed. "I'm starting to think you're more obsessed with it than I am"
Bulma giggled, expertly changing the subject.
"Well I'll start making plans then, the first weekend you're back right?" Bulma asked.
"That's the one"
"I'll check and see if the boat is available and let you know!"
"Awesome, thanks!" Vegeta said.
"So…"
"Hmm?"
"How long before you start work?" Bulma purred.
"Long enough"
His voice vibrated through the phone, she could tell he was already hard.
"Then facetime me, I want to see you cum hard for me"
"Mmm, dirty girl" He growled.
Slapping sounds of rubber thongs hitting the wooden boards of the dock were only drowned out by the excited chatter of the group.
"You should have seen it, one year he fell asleep in the sun and his head peeled for weeks!" Tarble laughed, pointing at Nappa's head.
The group erupted in roaring laughter. Nappa just swung at the smaller man, who evaded his swipes with ease.
"I would have paid good money to have seen that" Raditz laughed.
"All jokes aside, I have brought enough sunscreen to sink Bulma's boat!" Krillin said, pulling the extra large bottle from his bag and holding it above his head.
"Give me that!" Nappa said, grabbing it.
"Sink her boat? Tch… Come on the bottle isn't that big" Raditz said.
"You've been on it?" Vegeta asked.
"Yeah, a few years ago for the festival of the sun. It was awesome!" Raditz said.
"Is this the spot she said to meet her at?" Chichi asked.
"Yeah, this is the usual spot" 18 said stopping and putting down her bags.
The group followed suit, dropping all of the items they carried. Goku was having trouble removing a round pool toy from his waist. Raditz, Brolly, Tarble and Turles began punching it off him, laughing wildly while he cried out in protest.
Vegeta took off his backpack and slipped it onto the dock. He joined Piccolo, Krillin and Nappa in conversation while the two women tried to settle down the other men and save Goku from getting thrown into the water.
"The gym upgrade is happening when?" Krillin asked Piccolo.
"In 4 weeks, we won't shut completely until the 3rd week" He answered.
"You couldn't plan it while I was rostered away?" Vegeta poked.
"Like I said before, your HIGHNESS, I don't run my business around you" Piccolo smirked.
Vegeta chuckled.
"Yo, Vegeta, I heard about the Yamcha situation" Krillin said, leaning in quietly as not to alert the others.
Especially his wife, his gossiping got him in trouble on the regular.
Vegeta scowled and crossed his arms. "He's fucking pathetic"
"Fucking hell, what a dog move. What's the plan?" Napa smiled evilly.
"The next time I see him, he is going to be choked out"
"You know that would piss Bulma off" Krillin said.
"Yeah, she has told me as much" Vegeta said.
"Well… There's always ways around that" Piccolo smirked.
"How so?" Napa asked.
"Let's organise a mini tournament… What ever happens to him during it isn't Vegeta's fault" Piccolo said.
"I like the way you think green man!" Napa said, hitting Piccolo on the back.
"Call me that one more time, see what happens" Piccolo said.
"Gree…."
Piccolo grabbed him into a headlock before he could even finish the first word. Vegeta and Krillin laughed as Napa's arms flailing about.
"The boat is here guys!" Chichi called out from a few metres away.
Vegeta's head shot around as he looked out over the cove searching for the boat Bulma had organised. A smallish tender boat puttered toward them.
"That will barely fit us all on it… I thought she said it would be big enough to party on?" Vegeta mused.
Krillin laughed and punched his arm. "That's not the boat, fuckstick… That's the boat that takes us to the ship"
"The ship?" Vegeta's eyes widened.
"Yeah the ship!" Goku smiled pointing out to the horizon.
Vegeta's eyes followed where the man pointed. A huge yacht, bigger than he had ever seen before filled the horizon. Vegeta's mouth dropped open. He heard 18 and Chichi laugh beside him.
"That's her parents BOAT?!" Vegeta waved his hand at it and looked at 18.
"Yeah, Vegeta, Bulma is Bulma Briefs… Daughter of Dr Briefs the president of Capsule Corp" 18 smiled.
He was speechless, everyone around him snickered.
"She is Dr Briefs daughter?" Napa and Brolly said in unison.
"Yeah" 18 said, flipping her hair. "Get ready for a wild day"
"No fucking way!" Tarble cheered.
