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Chapter 6: Going Shopping
Bulma has been working diligently in her lab all day. She desperately wanted to fix this insane problem before anyone found out. 'What am I going to do if Chichi ask me on a girl day's out. Vegeta's going to fuck everything up and make Chichi find out or hate me.' Suddenly out of no where she saw a white and purple fist came crashing towards her. She had no idea that she was starting to get pieces and pieces of Vegeta's memory.
Bulma jumped back and fell on her butt. She thought because of the lack of sleep and stressed that she was going crazy. So she decides to put fixing her machine on hold for one hour to go get something to eat. She typed in code to open the door. Swoosh. The door opened and she climbed the stairs to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bologna sandwich, and sliced it in half and ate half, then she started thinking of ways to fix this prob...no disaster.
Without realizing it she ate both halves of the sandwich and she was still hungry. With Vegeta's body she gained his ferocious appetite. She headed back over to the fridge and pulled out five sandwiches. She originally bought them for Vegeta. 'Technically he's eating them anyways.' Bulma said to himself.. Bulma turned around and saw Vegeta walked pass her. He was dressed like a three year old.
"What in Kami's name are you wearing Vegeta." Bulma asked on the verge of bursting out laughing . In front of her was Vegeta with a pink bra on his head. One off his baggy yellow shirts and a baggy blue sweats.
"How do you put on this confounded contraption." Vegeta said annoyed as he tried to put the bra over his head and on his now heavy chest. Bulma busted out laughing.
"Damn, I wish I had my camcorder." Bulma was literally on the floor rolling.
"Woman, you are aware of the fact that you are laughing at you self." Bulma was finally able contained herself. She got up and straightens her clothes.
"It might be my body but it's not my mind." Bulma got up off the floor and crossed her hand over her chest and tried to smirk the best she could just the way Vegeta did it.
"So how do you explain these filthy dreams I get about you and you're weakling boyfriend making out. It's very disturbing, and it leaves a bad taste in my mouth." Vegeta said and spat in the nearest garbage. "I actually felt like I was doing it." Vegeta said with a scornful look on his face. He opened the fridge and poured himself a glass of milk.
" Well any ways, where did you learn how to dress Vegeta, from a three year old?" Vegeta glared at her. He then grabbed the bra to throw it on the floor.
"Well I apologize if a woman's sense of fashion is not one of my strong suit." Vegeta said still wrestling with the bra "Woman, I can't wear anything in your wardrobe. All you got are things that go in between your ass and slutty revealing clothes. No wonder why that good for nothing earthling think of you no more than a booy call. " Vegeta said getting really pissed at Bulma's continuous snickering. He hit Bulma's spot, he really did but she was not in the mood to fuss. Vegeta grabbed one of the sandwiches off the table and took a bite.
"It's okay Vegeta, I'll take you shopping. Get you some stuff you can wear and still fell like a barbarian." Bulma was a little hurt from Vegeta's comment but she shook it off. After all, he is right. Yamcha thought of her no more than a good lay. 'Well I can't say the same for him, he don't know the 1st thing about how to please a woman.'
"Okay I'll pick something out for you to wear." Bulma said "Now go take a bath. Remember. You're not a dirty saiyan anymore so you will bathe twice a day. Don't make me have to come in there and do it myself." Bulma said in a warning tone and heeded toward her room to pick Vegeta out something to wear.
"You might as well. I mean I...no you ain't got anything to hide no more." Vegeta snickered to himself. Bulma cheeks lit up.
"Same goes for you, you bastard." Bulma cross her arm over her chest in a triumphing stance.
"Only difference is, I'm not ashamed of my body. I don't need to hide it from anybody; I see how you look at me without my shirt on." Bulma blush got even deeper as she stopped in her tracks. Vegeta looked at her and smirked. He actually seen Bulma's body naked on many occasions whether she knows or not but he could never get tired of it. These last two days he's been studying it more frequently,
Upstairs...
Vegeta slowly stripped out of his clothes. He took off the baggy sweat pants, then the shirt. Then he took of the under wear. Vegeta was again amazed at how voluptuous Bulma's body was Vegeta could hear Bulma ruffling about outside the bathroom door. "WOW WOMAN, I WOULD SAY YOU HAVE A BODY FIT FOR A SAIYAN QUEEN...BUT I WOULDN'T GO THAT FAR." Vegeta snickered to himself as he heard a "whatever" behind the closed door. Her curves were magnificent. Vegeta ran his hands over Bulma's plump breast.
From there he ran his down her stomach and her pelvis. He then ran his hands through her blue curls. He obviously went lower because of the delectable moan that came from his lips. He stopped instantly, it felt weird.
"VEGETA. GET YOU'RE FILTHY HANDS OFF ME." Bulma busted through the bathroom door nearly tearing it off its hinges. She suspected he would have been up to something like this but she never thought her assumption would have been reality.
"Woman, you are 50 feet away from me. How on Earth am I touching you?" Vegeta sarcastic tone was driving Bulma up the wall.
"Arrggh! You know what I mean you saiyan pig." Bulma closed the space in between them to centimeters.
"So what...you're not going to always be there to stop me." Bulma smiled. Vegeta was taken by surprise with her sudden mood change. All of a sudden Bulma started stripping her clothes off.
"Woman, what are you doing?" Vegeta asked getting a little nervous.
"From now on we going to bathe together...sleep together and eat together."
"You're fucking insane if you think that I would allow you to come close enough to my person so you can sleep with me much less take a bath with you" Vegeta said with his eyes closed and hand crossed over his chest.
"Then I'll just have to make you." Vegeta didn't have the strength to fight back as Bulma use Vegeta's own saiyan strength to overpower him and put him in the tub. Luckily the tub was made for two to three people at a time. Vegeta was uncomfortable though the whole ordeal, but he didn't have a choice.
2 hours later...
Bulma dragged Vegeta out of the room in the outfit she picked out for him. As usual he retaliated with "I WOULD NEVER BE CAUGHT DEAD IN THAT THING". So she had to get him something else. It was a small black cut off shirt which shows a lot of stomach and in gold words says "GOLD DIGGER." She also had picked out very...very short blue jeans shorts. It was hot outside.
She got him some tight black jeans, A brown tube top which say "I'M NOT TAKEN." on the front and "YET" on the back. It was a step up from the other outfit she was going to make him wear. Bulma had such nerve to suggest such a thing.
Bulma then got him the matching brown belt, heels and a hair tie to wrap around the bun. Bulma was about to give him some make up but that's where he drew the line. After Bulma got dressed in a black spandex muscle shirt and some Dockers shorts they were good 2 go.
Vegeta headed to the stairs with his heels on. "Woman, how in blazes do you earthling women walk with these confounded things?" It was more like a rhetorical question but he still wanted an answer.
Bulma just laughed and shook it off. Vegeta attempted to walk down the steps but he lost his footing and was flying down. Luckily for both of them Bulma caught him before he broke something on her body.
"Leave it up to you clumsy "women" to wear such ridicules contraptions to put yourself in harms way." Bulma said sarcastically as she carried Vegeta outside to the capsulized car.
"Woman put me down. Put me down this instant." Bulma put Vegeta on his feet next to the car and open the door. They both got in and Bulma drove off to West City shopping center. The drive was rather quiet.
"Woman...you look good." Bulma said in a mock Vegeta's tone. He looked at her and then turned around and stared through the passenger window at the trees and buildings go by. "C'mon Vegeta, don't be a sour puss." Still Vegeta stood quiet.
At the mall...
Vegeta and Bulma walked through the mall. Bulma was in heaven. "Oh my Kami, look at all the stores." Bulma was making eye contact with the variety of stores from jewelry to casual wear to urban wear. And her absolute favorite...shoes. Vegeta glanced at Bulma's frantic face from the corner of his eyes.
"This is how earthling women get when they go shopping? You look like a virgin boy in a whore house." Vegeta said with disdain as Bulma prowl through the mall as if on a mission. Bulma grabbed his hand.
"C'mon...we are going under wear shopping 1st.." Bulma pulled him so hard she almost yanked her own arm from its socket. When they were in a store called Glamorous Girl. Bulma started jumping around talking about what she is going to buy. Fellow shoppers started looking at her weird. Bulma told him to sit down as she picked out a few. Not like the ones she had at home...
Bulma dragged Vegeta into the 11th store. Vegeta was pissed but he didn't have a choice, Bulma had his body and she was bigger and stronger than he is, literally his better in every way. If he had his body, he would have thrown her over his shoulders and fly home. 'She already had mountains of bags all for her. When is enough? Shit she don't know if she'll ever going to wear them.' Vegeta started to think to himself what if he was stuck in her body forever? 'I wouldn't be the one doing the fucking anymore I would be getting fucked, and that's not cool.
"They were clothes Vegeta approve of and clothes for Bulma when she get her body back, if she gets it back. But they didn't get any for Vegeta. They walked towards store called "Pretty Woman."
The place was really glamorous. A sales associate walked up to them as Bulma was admiring one of the beautiful wedding dresses they had on display. "Wouldn't mind getting that for the little fiancé huh?" Bulma turned around and saw a woman in a white shirt, red jacket and a red skirt and her name tag "Loraine" was over her left breast, looking and smiling at her.
"Oh we're not engaged." Bulma shook her head and made it clear to the woman. The woman thought they were the typical human couple.
"It don't really matter. What matters is that she wants this beautiful dress. Isn't that right honey?" The woman thought she had all the answers and had Vegeta figured out so she went and ask Vegeta.
"Not on your life woman. Hell would freeze over before I get caught wearing something like that, or anything in this store for that matter. And don't call me honey, I'm not sweet.." Vegeta replied and walked off. The woman was shocked, her face tells it all. 'Never in my career.' She said to herself. She coughed trying to play it off.
"Don't pay her any attention; she's kind of cranky today." Bulma whispered to the sales woman.
"Yeah that's obvious. It's her time of the month huh?" The woman straighten out her outfit and try a different approach, she had to make use of her college degree. "Well I see you don't like anything glamorous, maybe something a little more casual?" The woman got ready for a rude comment or remark as he looked in Vegeta's direction. Vegeta answered her with a hmpf and a "whatever" under him breath.
"Okay follow me." He followed her to the far right side of the store. Bulma was still in the evening gown section admiring the dresses but eventually followed.
"Okay so what do you want to try on?" The woman asks careful not to say anything to push her button. Her meaning Vegeta.
"How the hell should I know? You're the expert." Vegeta stated rudely.
"Well let's start with what you like." The woman smiled at him while going through stacks of clothes.
"They are all a piece of shit." If there was an award for being rude, Vegeta had the competition locked hands down. The woman sighed; Vegeta was making it real hard for her.
"Okay try this" She gave Vegeta a complete outfit and told him to change in the dressing room. Vegeta snatched them and went to changed without a complaint.
After five minutes he was still in there. " Need any help in there...?" The sales associate asked Vegeta but cut her off.
A "NOOO." Came seconds later. Bulma looked at the sales associate and shook her head. So she went in un-invited. After another five minutes in the dressing room with the sales associate, Vegeta came out dressed in a real light pink V neck blouse with a silver stallion logo over the right breast. The V stopped in between his breast which was showing of his baby blue bra and major cleavage. He was also in pink jeans with silver tiger stripes on the sides, a silver belt and some gray shoes.
When Vegeta walked out Bulma was whistling and carrying on like a horny teenage boy at a wet T-shirt contest. Vegeta slouched and stood there with his head down. "Well c'mon "Vegeta, show me some attitude." 'Vegeta, that's a weird name for a girl' Loraine said in her head.
"Hell fucking no, I'm not here to amuse you." Vegeta said and crossed his hand over his chest signal that he had made up his mind so good luck trying to change it. Bulma got up off the chair and strolled over to Vegeta and whispered something in his ear.
"You wouldn't?" Vegeta asked
"Test me." Bulma said and went to sit back down.
Vegeta went back inside and came back out modeling to the best he saw on those silly fashion shows Bulma be watching. He was a little clumsy at first but watching those modeling shows on TV made him get the hang of it. Bulma was laughing, clapping, wooing, and jumping up and down. Bulma was having more fun than she had in a long time.
In the last two days, she laughed more than she ever did in her entire life. This is what she needed. A vacation from "her" life. Her responsibilities are still there but she doesn't have to do them. Bulma grinned. 'I can turn a negative into a positive."
Vegeta went back inside and five minutes later came out with green and blue jump suit with no shirt, his light green bra was visible. She had some green and blue sneakers and a blue bandana on his head. He untied the ribbon around the bun and let the mid-back length hair fall over his shoulders. He walked towards Bulma with an attitude and threw the hair over his shoulders when he came to a stop in front of her.
Bulma was giggling like a little school girl. Loraine stood there wondering why he is acting like that. If she only knew. After a truck load of clothes, Bulma still wanted more but Vegeta called it quits. They thanked Loraine; well Bulma did and walked toward the door with a shit load of clothes.
"Okay Vegeta, we only have to go jewelry shopping then we can go do something else."
"Woman, I'm hungry and my feet hurt." Vegeta complained as he carried two hands full of bags. That's something a man would say going shopping with a woman. Bulma's stomach started howling like a hungry beast because that's what she now is.
"Yeah Vegeta. I'm hungry too. Let go grab a bite to eat." Bulma said as she stuffed all the clothes in the car and they both headed to the food court. They sat down and order.
"What will you guys have?" A red headed boy with an apron on came up to them and asked. Vegeta had the urge for a low fat yogurt and a lot of liquid. Bulma ordered four beef burgers, four chicken burgers, a bucket of chicken and 5 large sodas. So Vegeta got 1 yogurt and 2 small sodas.
"You see what you did woman. You see what I'm degraded to? Don't ask me why I like it... I just do" Vegeta said as he slipped a spoon full of yogurt pass his lips. "I can't believe I actually like... this shit. My... father must be turning in his grave." Vegeta said through swallowing another scoop.
"Don't... play like... it's my fault, you're... the one... who pressed the button." Bulma said through bites after hungry bites.
"It was you're stupid contraption." Vegeta said after he downed his second soda and turned on one of Bulma's. They were there eating for the next fifteen minutes, mainly Bulma. She had to satisfy the enormous saiyan appetite. "Oh shit. Woman, I'll be right back." Vegeta said as he got up and rushed to nowhere in particular looking for a bathroom. Vegeta felt like he was going to pee on himself. "Curse that accursed woman and her weak bladder." Vegeta said out loud to himself doing his best to hold it in while still looking for a bathroom.
Vegeta finally spotted the bathroom sign. He rushed in so fast that he didn't even see that the sign on the door had said male. Vegeta stormed in and did his business. Vegeta saw that the seat was disgusting with shit stains. He uses the tissue to cover it and sat down. After he was done, he came out the bathroom stall and washed his hands and started to dry it off. Suddenly a man came up behind her with a breath fit for a garbage truck; as a matter of fact he looks like something you would find in a garbage bin.
"Hey baby, looking for some action?" The man said with a toothy smile, on account to his multitude of missing teeth.
"Sorry buddy, but I don't mate with garbage." Vegeta said as he approaches the bathroom door. The man grabbed him and roughly pushes him up against the wall. It knocks the wind out of him for a quick second.
"No honey..I insist." With Vegeta distracted from the sudden attack, the man grabbed a hand full of Vegeta's long blue hair and sniffed it then rubbed it all in his face. "You purtty, and you smell like angels." Vegeta came to his senses. Vegeta punched the man in the nose. The man head jerked back but he retaliated with a slap in Vegeta's face which busted him lower lip. Vegeta wish he had his body so he could've blast this dirty pervert to the next dimension but he remembered that he didn't have the strength to even defend himself from a lowly creature like this. Vegeta decided to play dirty; he aimed a well powered kick in between the man legs. The man fell on the floor crying and groaning in excruciating pain..
"No...I insist." Vegeta said to the man on the floor and went to wet a piece of tissue at the faucet and wipe his busted lip. Vegeta then walked out of the bathroom. As Vegeta was walking out, he walked into a brick wall built right in front of the bathroom door. Oh..no. It was only Yamcha.
"Hey babe, I want to talk to you..."