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Chapter 20
One Night Stand
By
Bulma
Bulma did not come back to Sanshi, not for at least a good hour. She hated herself for crying over such a stupid, senseless man. Why did he even matter at all to her? He was nothing but a bastard to her when she lived under her parents roof. He never once showed he cared about her. She hated him. She despised every single trait he had and yet, here she was on some bathroom floor, crying her should out, as if he betrayed her.
She couldn't find a reason why this too affected her so much. For fuck's sake, it was Vegeta of all people! Bulma could not rationalize a theory she refused to believe true. So for an hour, she cried. She cried because she couldn't go home, she cried that he was so cruel to her, she cried because even if she denied it; her heart felt betrayed because deep down she loved him.
Bulma managed after a moment to get up off the floor and wash her face. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked terrible with red, puffy eyes and tear streaked cheeks. She tried everything she could in that bathroom to appear to not look as if her heart was broken and stepped on. "You're stronger than this Bulma. No man is worth your time." Bulma spoke her ritual "Get-over-men." sutra. She looked herself over once more and went to see Sanshi.
The scene was almost the same she had left it. Only this time, Sanshi wasn't in hysterics and she appeared to have clamed down a great deal. "Sorry, I took so long. I got lost on the way here." Bulma lied. "That is all right. So is it true?" Shimaru asked. "Yes, he's courting for a Mate right now as we speak." Bulma told them. They could detect a hint of coldness laced within her tone of voice.
"I see…" Sanshi said sadly. "Hey, why so glum?" Bulma forced herself to be happy as she took a seat next to Sanshi. "Because he deserves happiness! No one should be forced to be with someone!" Sanshi lied and both her and Shimaru bought it. "Hey, trust me, it'll work out in the end this way. Besides, maybe starting a family will teach him something. Something good will come out of this." Bulma tried to reassure her.
This made Sanshi feel worse and she hid her face in her arms on the table. "Oh come on Love! Cheer up! The cutest girl in the universe can't be so glum. My Goddess, what must I do to bring back your smile?" Shimaru tried to cheer his lover up as he pulled her to him and embraced her with a hug. "That's it! We are going to hit the town and I'm going to find me a piece of decent Saiyan ass!" Bulma exclaimed. Both Sanshi and Shimaru could only gaze at Bulma as if she lost her mind.
-That Night!-
Bulma put on the last of her perfume to complete her ensemble. Short mini-skirt, cute halter top, and her dancing shoes ready in hand with her hair up in a clip. She needed to forget everything, even if it was for only one night. She needed to forget her shattered home life and her tragic love life. Just for one night she needed a man to make her feel good.
A knock came at the door and Bulma turned from sitting in her vanity desk to go answer it. There stood Sanshi and Shimaru at her door. "You guys are early." Bulma smiled at them. "No we are on time if we want to get into the club sometime tonight." Sanshi impatiently tapped her foot. "I don't take forever!" Bulma pouted as she let them in so she could go get her purse and jacket. "Please, don't kid yourself. Come on, lets go!" Sanshi cried out urgently to get going. There was a party and she needed to be there. "All right, all right. Keep your panties from being bunched up! We're going!" Bulma laughed as she put on her purse. Shimaru could only rolled his eyes. "Women." he muttered as he led them out.
-Club!-
It didn't take them more than 30 minutes to get out of the castle, into the heavily trafficked Royal City to get to the club, Ivory Raven. Bulma insisted that they drive because flying always ruined her outfit. So after much debate, if Bulma didn't get her way, she'd cause so much problems at the castle; meaning more work for poor Shimaru. The compromise was that Sanshi would drive.
It was a beautiful building. A mixture of ivory and ebony, in elegant monument fashion of architecture. Bulma capsized the car and all 3 entered the building. The rave music was blasting in Saiyan and all the Saiyans that Bulma could see on the dance floor were dancing so provocatively. It was very mesmerizing how they danced so exotically. Shimaru paid no mind as Sanshi was urging for him to take her on the dance floor that he so willingly accepted in doing. Bulma watched the happy couple take off for the dancing and she couldn't help but feel a bit sadden that once again she was the third wheel.
"Oh well, who says I can't make my own fun?" she smiled at that thought. She began to head towards the hot, Saiyan male eye candy and took off for the dance floor with them in full intentions of getting laid tonight and forgetting all about Vegeta; even if it was for just one night.
-Vegeta!-
He sat at the bar, sitting around the very few Advisors he could tolerate, and drinking Vegeta-sei wine. He hardly was listening to them as his mind was in a whole 'nother realm. The date tonight was disastrous. The girl would not shut up. She complained about everything and spilling her issues onto him. She never really got the point that he did not care for her babbling. She just loved to hear herself talk about random problems she was dealing with. And then after dinner, she tried to seduce him and Vegeta just walked out on her.
She may have been beautiful, but it did not make up for her personality. ("So 1 down; 20 bajillion Saiyan women to go.") Vegeta drowned another glass with that thought. "Another bottle." he told the bartender. The men around him sat and talked nervously, unsure that, that would be a good idea. They didn't need their Prince drunk off his barstool. Vegeta didn't care, he was lost in his own thoughts and he hadn't even began to drink, much less be drunk. He was just depressed.
Pretty soon his mind began to linger to why he was drinking so much in the first place. It was that damn, cursed Woman. He had yearned to see her today, but didn't get a second away from his power hungry "Yes Men" Advisors to go see her. And it was not like she would want to see him after what he had done to her last night. He had yet to bring up the matter of Bulma's home to the council. ("Bloody Woman! Serves her right! Maybe she'll learn to appreciate her home a little bit better!") he thought bitterly.
Suddenly though the dance floor, he caught the sight of blue, and Vegeta came to the sight of Bulma dancing, if you would call it that, with 3 Saiyan men. In that very moment, Vegeta's blood ran hot and he was seeing red all over. Just what was she doing, hell; what was she wearing?!?! Vegeta abruptly stood up, startling his men. "Sire?" asked one of them. Vegeta didn't hear him and took off for Bulma, with a look that could send any man running in fear.
-Bulma!-
The time of her life. 3 hot, gorgeous, sexy Saiyan men, with bodies only the GODS could have, were dancing all around her and brushing and touching her. It felt so good and Bulma forgot all about her depressing day. All that mattered was the feeling of taking one of these guys home and having them screw her brains out. Bulma closed her eyes as she let the music and dancing over come her. The one in front of her, was holding and rubbing himself up and down her. She felt him against her and she knew exactly what was making him so happy.
Suddenly, she felt him being ripped off her and she opened her eyes to see a very pissed off Vegeta holding him in midair by the throat, yelling in Saiyan. A crowd circled around her and Bulma could have sworn De Ja Vous all over again. "Oh hell no!" Bulma screamed and ran up to Vegeta and started to beat his back. "Put him down! Put him down right now! Stop being a fucking asshole Vegeta! You're gonna kill him!" Bulma screamed.
Vegeta glared at her and dropped the poor Saiyan, who struggled away with friends. Vegeta roughly grabbed Bulma's hand and dragged her yelling and hissing like an angry cat. The dance went back to his normal self and no one thought much of anything again. Vegeta took her to another part of the many bars in the club and let go of her. He looked at her in seething rage. "What the fuck do you think you are doing Woman?!" SLAP!
"What the hell is your problem! What the fuck do you have a problem with now?! Do you enjoy seeing me miserable?! Do you get off seeing me tormented?! Well?!?! Answer me?!" Bulma yelled in his face after she slapped him. "You are not allowed to do that here, with any man!" Vegeta seethed. "You fucking asshole! You have no say in my life you hypocrite!" "HYPOCRITE!!!" "Yes you are! You can go and fucking look for a Mate and yet I can't even find a one night stand to forget all the bullshit I'm going through! Fuck you Vegeta! Fuck you!" Bulma screamed with her face blue.
She was drawing a crowd and some things shouldn't be heard by public ears. "We are going back to the castle and discussing this there." Vegeta spoke in a low voice to show he meant business. Bulma paid him no mind. "The hell I am! I'm going to find a man and sleep with him tonight and you can go fuck one of your whores!" Vegeta grabbed her to him and pressed his mouth to hers, smothering her in a heated kiss. Bulma melted.
All the pain she had been feeling, all the anger and hurt and betrayal was lost in this moment of heated passion. She grew limp in Vegeta's arms. Vegeta picked her up and cradled her to him as he began to fly out of the club and back to his castle. He didn't know if it was the alcohol talking or the pent up frustrations of lusting after Bulma being let loose, but he wanted her now. He wanted her squirming underneath him, crying out in pleasure only he was causing her.
Bulma clung to him, burring her face in his neck and breathing on the spot where only sacred of bondings were made, the place to mark your Mate. Vegeta felt himself instantly grow "taller" and sped faster to the balcony of his room. He couldn't wait. He needed her now. He dropped kick the balcony doors open and brought them inside to his chambers.
-Shimaru/Sanshi!-
Sanshi had sensed Bulma's distress and knew her Grandfather was with her. However, her distress turned to heated passion and sensed them both leaving in wild heat. She relaxed and rested her head on Shimaru's neck as they began to slow dance. He felt so warm, so welcoming in his embrace. It made her feel good all over. She closed her eyes and began to take in the moment, really let it all in and kept inhaling his masculine scent. It was intoxicating for her.
Suddenly Shimaru's hands went from her backside to one cupping her ass and the other massaging her tail. She instantly purred against him, melting in his arms as an instant heat spread from her inner thighs. Shimaru held her up and pressed against her as she could fully feel him. Sanshi whimpered from his touch. He put her in such a need. He grinned at the hot and bothered girl against him. Her purring enticed him and he began to slowly torture her with his ministrations. He began to pet her tail from tip to base and base to tip, slightly squeezing her. He could smell her desire and knew she must be soaked.
"Mmmm you like that, don't you? Beg me to take you." he grinned at the tortures he was applying to her. She whimpered as he slowly moved even more, grinding her hips against him. She bit her bottom lip to keep from letting him win. "Nuh uh, you better beg now or you'll really regret it." he chuckled at her vulnerability. "St-stop." she panted. Shimaru began to rub her all in the right places. She threw her head up at the cling and made little noises of need. "Beg." was all that Shimaru offered her. "Pl-please. Please, I-I ca-can't take I-it an-an-anymore." she moaned softly in his ear. That was all Shimaru needed to hear. He gently cradled her bothered figure and began to head towards the backstage of the club.
-Trunks/Venux!-
It was late at night and Venux was resting in her awaken Mate's arms. He could hear everything that was going on through the bond between himself and his parents. He shuddered as he knew what they were doing. Trunks tried to keep his mind occupied by looking at his beautiful Mate, who slept soundlessly in his embrace. Suddenly he could sense a very tiny and barely detectable ki. To a normal person or Saiyan it couldn't be detectable for a few weeks. Trunks's eyes widen as he realized he was sensing his own ki.
A grin spread upon his face. They did it. They created him. They finally fell in love and created him. Trunks looked down at his Mate and softly kissed her lips. Venux moaned as his hands began to rub her in all the right spots to get her awake. "Tr-Trunks?" "Shhh, I'm going to make you feel good tonight." he told her happily. Venux gave him a rather confused look. "Trunks what are you do-ooh don't stop!" She began to pant as he grabbed her tail and began to slowly pleasure her. He moved over her and began to celebrate his existence. Right now, his life, his future never seemed brighter.