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Chapter 6. FOUND YOU!
Vegeta open the door to his bathroom, and a beautiful silhouette greeted at him, it was dark, but he didn't need to turn the light on; he could smell her as his eyes adjust to the dark. The woman sat above the large sink table, he got closer to her with a grin and he watched how the woman spread her legs apart for him. -I missed you- she said in a seductive voice while the prince position himself between her legs, he took her by the neck and pull her closer into a kiss –What's your name?- Vegeta asked between heavy pants -Does it mind?- she said lowering her head and her hair covered her face –Right now, I really need you to fuck me- she added talking his full hardened length into her hand and he almost roar, he position himself at her entrance and pushed. The women put her hands on his cheeks and raised his head to face her –You feel so good inside me- she said as her eyes and hair turned blue. –What?- he said between a question and a nervous smiled –Bulma, what's going on, what are you doing?- he felt a rush of panic, Bulma laughed –Shh, all is fine- she said as his tail wrap around her waist and he slammed harder and faster into her -After all, you know you want to come inside me-
The prince jump from his slumber, agitated and stunned –FOR THE LOVE OF THE LENGENDARY SAIYAN, WHAT THE ROYAL FUCK!- He yelled sinking in his pillow. Vegeta jumped out off his bed, he was so hard that it physically ache; but hell, he wasn't going to finish his business, not while he still had Bulma vividly haunting his memory, *This has to be because she tried to touch my tail, I could not even enjoy my own dreams* he cursed her as he got himself into a cold shower.
Bulma moved like a shadow around the castle, the last thing she wanted was to encounter Vegeta and she couldn't be luckier because the last thing he wanted to do was to meet with her. Bulma focused on her work, she need to finish as soon as possible so she could get the hell out of that planet, as her mind was center on her task, she didn't notice the King entering the hangar.
-Greetings Dr. Briefs- King Vegeta said, making Bulma screamed her soul out –Are you alright?- he asked as Bulma placed her heart into her rip cage -I'm sorry if I startle you-
-No, no my mind was elsewhere- she looked around and relieved coarse through her veins when she realized the King was my himself.
-I wanted to personally hand you this information- King Vegeta gave her flashcard –So you can review it before the meeting with my defense counselor- She took it –That will be helpful- Bulma said as she put it away.
-Onio has been the counselor of defense to this kingdom, before I even was King. Sometimes I think its loyalty and devotion are why I lived as far as I have- the King added.
-I can see you cared for him- Bulma added –Her- the King corrected –She's been almost like a mother, didn't get to meet mine, a characteristic a share with my own son- King Vegeta said and she saw how sorrow was drawn in his eyes.
-But, if a may speak frankly- she paused and the King nod in approval, only then she continued –I think you are still alive because you have a strong, wise leadership that reflects on your kingdom, its people and, don't tell this to Vegeta, but is also reflected in him-
The King laugh at loud –Are you trying to flatter me, Dr. Briefs?-
Bulma denied with her head -I'm just not that kind of girl- she said and the King gave her an approval look. –Your secret is safe I will not tell my son what you said, and to assure our trust, I will let you on a little secret- the King said letting his voice go lower. –My son will make a better king than me-
-Yes, I know, his pride will not let him fail- Bulma laughed as she close her toolbox.
-How long have you known my son? - King Vegeta asked with fascination.
-The longest four months in my life- she answered teasingly as she winked at the King, he rewarded her with a warm smiled.
-That's unusual; you have figured him out better than many of my advisers and counselors- The saiyan King said casually.
-You seem to be having a hard time- Bulma added feeling he must have been in a lot of pressure for the matter.
-It's just they don't see what I see on my son. The whole not selecting a queen- King Vegeta sighed
–Vegeta, he's just been stubborn, he knows his responsibilities and will comply with all them. His taking all this time because, as his first grand decision, he feels it needs to be perfect or at least close to it- Bulma cleared him with conviction.
-Dr. Briefs, if my son doesn't find this perfect choice, I should really consider to name you as his queen- he said and Bulma's eyes widen in fear, the King smiled –Well, I should at least take you to talk to the rest of my counselors- he added and both off them laughed. –Do you have any plans tonight? - The King asked.
-Reviewing some blueprints- she said while she padded her front pocket and the King gave her an approving nod –Then is settle we will dine together. I will not take a negative for an answered- he extended his arms towards her and she took it. They walk as they talk about her work and his kingdom.
*** Several hours later***
Like in a staring contest, both Bulma and Vegeta froze at their encounter, it was not until the King cleared his throat –Are we going to sit? - He said looking over the set table, then both headed to the table and sat.
-How's the queen's hunting going?- Bulma asked trying to make small talk –Good- Vegeta said coldly. A long and awkward silence filled the room, they ate through it until Vegeta spoke –How's the GR coming? - Bulma didn't even look at him –Fine- she said, the awkward silence struck again.
King Vegeta touched his neck, trying to relieve some stress. *What's wrong with them?* he thought. Vegeta stood up and change his sit. Both his father and Bulma looked at him appalled –You smelled like some chocolate-mint pastry, it's unsettling my stomach.-
-I guess, I'm sorry- Bulma said nervously looking at the King.
-No, my son is the one who's sorry, you smell just fine- The King gave Vegeta a stern look and his son focus on his plate. –So, Dr. Briefs, are you going to see tomorrows battle display?- he added smiling to the blue headed girl.
-Yes, Goku is going to be there and Chi chi was very existed about it- Vegeta snorted and both Bulma and his fathered glared at him. A small female saiyan got closer to the king and gave him a note, he read it –I've been informed you turn away the tailors that were going to assist you with the dress to my son's ball- he said dismissing the piece of paper as he looked in her direction.
Bulma turned to him –Yes, Onio, your counselor - she drank some of the water of her glass -Well her assistant send me an appointed this morning. And, because I don't know how long this meeting will take, I didn't want to bother the tailors nor waste either of our time.- She voiced –But don't worry, I have dress I could wear, just in case the meeting turns short- Vegeta and the King looked at her.
-I should speak with Onio- the King pronounced loudly.
-No, is fine. Her assistant sounded as if this was a critical matter and plus, you don't want me there- Bulma said trying to draw a smile on her face, that just make her look pitiful.
The King was about speak but was interrupted –If I send you a invitation, that means I meant for you to be in the party- Vegeta said surprising his father.
-And I assure you, I'm glad for that, but you will need to trust me- Bulma grinned, her last words settling the matter. Vegeta cursed himself for having changed his seat he yearn to be close to her..
-I will excuse myself, I'm done, is late, lots of thing to do- she said and King Vegeta nodded his son stood up –You don't have to walk me off- she said.
-He doesn't but he's going- the King said approving of his son's actions.
Vegeta and Bulma walked, she was in front of him –I know that you know that a literally send an invitation to all the women of your party, plus some other that my father's counselors wanted me to meet. But that doesn't mean…- Vegeta paused –If you're implying that I…-
Bulma stopped him –I really don't want to talk more about it, everything is fine- she assure him and they continue her stroll –Vegeta- she said said turning to face him and making him halt –If, you didn't get…- she sighed and resume her walking the stopped again, Vegeta nearly collide with her, she turned for a second –If you didn't get to find you mysterious red headed girl, for whatever reason…-
-What are you talking about, I smelled her she's her, I'll meet at the party- he said looking at Bulma like she was some kind of freak.
-Yes of course, but just hear me out- she said and Vegeta crossed his hand around his chest –If in the remote chance that that happened- Bulma cleared her throat –You have met, what, 30 thousand women, you should consider to think about which of them left on you a good impression and go for it-
-Did my father put you up to this? - Vegeta asked to her with reproaching eyes.
Bulma laughed, if only Vegeta knew –I'm just not that kind of girl- she said –My room is over there, I can walk alone from here- she gave him a smile and walk away.
**Will continue in chapter 6
This chapter was a little short but I'll make it up in the next ones