Bulma and Sikha separated as they went to their different rooms. Bulma cringed at the sight of her room. Tomorrow she had a day off, she'd clean it and make sure that it stayed that way. At least for the time being, in case Breigh would want to investigate. She thought about what she could do to stop him from buying the place. She would have to find out by talking to someone who worked for him. Oh, problems, problems. She slipped into her shower and washed away the smell of chemicals, shampooing her hair slowly, then rinsing it, watching the water sluice down the drain. Bulma added hair food to her blue curls, then started to massage her skin with coconut bubble bath. When she felt her hair softer than it had in weeks, she rinsed it all and took a rough towel, buffing her skin and hair.

She walked into her room, and with dread remembered that her hair dryer was somewhere under all the stuff stringed on the floor. Fuck. She'd have to go to Sikha's room to use hers. Wrapping herself in a towel , she took her identification key card and opened the door, walking into the marble corridor. Just as she closed the door she looked up and spotted Eric Seyo smoking a cigarette next to the window. He raised his eyebrows at her.

"Hey babe. Going somewhere?" Eric took a step towards her, she felt his eyes lustfully devouring her. Wishing she had put on something, she stepped back, almost hissing at him.

"Eric, don't even go there."

"Why, you haven't even got a boyfriend. Unless you're worried about your blonde friend being jealous. Don't worry, she can join us." He said, as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Bulma didn't even know how it happened, but suddenly she had stricken him across the face, and he had tackled her to the floor. "You little bitch, I'll show you!" Bulma heard someone screaming, then realised that the sound was coming from her own throath.

Eric sneered and laughed almost creepily, holding Bulma's hands in place.

"You can scream all you want. You know the rooms are all sound proof. And unless someone is taking a midnight stroll, no-one will hear you." He smiled, showing pointy teeth. Bulma felt tears prickling her eyes and she squeezed them shut, causing two fat dollops of tears to fall on the marble. She had no way of escaping.

"Hey." Eric felt a hand pulling him upwards and he was thrown against the wall with unnatural force. Bulma opened her eyes and saw Vegeta standing right next to the heap in the floor that was Eric. She half thought he was dead, but then heard him whimpering. Vegeta walked over to where Bulma was lying, and he picked her up from her waist, using one hand. He propped her on her feet. "Silly girl. You should know better than walking around at night like that."

"Hey, I'm not a little girl!", she said, sulking.

He frowned and muttered "Tch!" then turned to leave. Bulma was staring at him with an open mouth.

"Wait!" She had her hand extended, almost as if she could reach out and touch him.

He stopped in his tracks and turned his head a little bit, so that his ear was facing her way. Her breath caught in her throat. His broad shoulders and tight ass' countour made her want him to squeeze that little... She smiled.

"Thanks, Vegeta."

He stood like that for a fraction of a second longer, as if the word was new to him. Hell, maybe it was! He left towards his room. Bulma entered her room and wondered about what they would say when the other staff found Eric on the floor. Then she remembered that her hair still wasn't dry after all.

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When she told Sikha of what had happened the night before, her friend was close to hyperventilating. They had also heard rumours that Eric had been found with a couple of broken bones and that he would be going home as soon as he healed. So Vegeta did have the power to fire them, after all!

"Oh, my GOD! He actually saved you from that ass!!! Eric was always such an asshole! So Mr.Breigh is not so evil after all."

"I never thought he was actually evil. Just creepy. And I certainly don't understand why he would want to buy the Organization that we have worked for the last seven years!"

"But, honestly, why are we even trying to fight it? Bulma, you and I both know that no-one is going to listen to us! The others are simply giving in to what Breigh says! And to be honest with you, after hearing that he broke Eric's bones like that last night, I certainly don't want to get into a fight with him! Why don't we just give up and do what they tell us to?"

"Don't you think it's wrong?"

"Of course, I think it's wrong, Bulma! But we have no choice!"

After that, both of them had to stop talking since Eewok was talking about lending a hand to the Exobreed project by studying about some alien plant.

But Bulma's mind was a long way off from plants and aliens.

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Vegeta was sitting on the black arm chair. Ikari was sitting on the desk in front of him, her legs open. She wore a red suit, the skirt hitched up to her hips. Vegeta was looking at her, mildly interested.

"Come on," she was saying huskily. "Don't I have anything that might be of any importance to you?" Her hand fluttered between her legs while the other one was opened on the desk behind her to keep her balaced.

Vegeta smirked at her while getting up from the armchair, and put his face very close to her breasts. She breathed heavily and he smelled her excitement.

He pulled on her hair, and put his lips to her ear and breathed in them. Whispering, he said to the excited female;

"Ikari, I will be interested in you when you tell me more about Exobreed."

With that he moved away from her and heard her complain under her breath. She hopped off the table and rearranged herself quickly, immensely disappointed. What did she have to do to make this Vegeta guy want her? All he wanted to know was about the damn project!

"Fine!" She said, huffily. "But promise me that you'll spend time with me once I tell you about the project."

"Go on." He was still facing the window, giving her his back.

"Exobreed is about an alien race that is supposed to be almost extinct. Their planet was destroyed years and years ago. However some of them may have survived. We research about them so that if some of them are really still alive, we intend to capture them and use them for war purpose. As you can imagine they are great warriors and can withstand any sort of human technological attack. We have found some evidence to suggest that they used to call themselves Saiyajin. This is only a rumour, however. That's all I know, Vegeta. I want you to know that the workers in Metal and Glass Dome know nothing about this. There is only a small department in Metal Dome lead by Christian Eewok, who sometimes helps us in research. They are very talented scientists. They do not, however, know that we intend to capture the creatures. To them we are simply researching. Then all the rest is done in Secret Dome, and I swear to God that no-one really knows what happens in there. They test out all kinds of things on the alien cells, but as I said, I'm not even sure about this myself, since everything in there is secret. Glass Dome scientists don't even know about Exobreed. They just invent stuff, like automatic coffee machines or robotic animals." She sniggered. "Idiots..."

Vegeta was frowning at the clouds. "How do you intend to capture the creature, if you find it, since it is so strong."

"Ah, I see you are starting to think more like us. You see, as I have mentioned before, we know that the small group that Christian Eewok is leading is very talented, so right now we have assigned them to study plants that have similiar DNA to the Saiyajins. We plan on creating a type of net that is strong enough to hold the creature. It should be fire-proof, bullet-proof, water-proof and all the rest. We do not know what the Saiyajins look like, but we have found monkey-like characteristics. So I suppose that they should be short, ugly and monkey-like."

She did not see Vegeta sneer. He turned to face her.

"Thanks, you have told me all I needed to know. Now, do you want me to take you out for a coffee?"

She stepped close to him and put a manicured finger on his chest.

"How about I give you tour of my bedroom?"

Vegeta almost rolled his eyes. "You never mentioned sex."

She smiled slyly. "I said spend time with me."

Vegeta knew he had to come up with an excuse, and fast. Not that he'd mind a good fuck right now, but he needed to stay focused on the project, plus this woman seemed like a classic slut. Who knows who she's been with?

"You know..." Vegeta said. Smooth, Breigh, smooth. "I really don't like women who throw themselves at you. I think that they are sluts. Do you wanna be a slut?"

"Well... If it gets me a little intimacy with you, then..." Vegeta had to keep himself from slapping the filthy bitch. She disgusted him to ends.

"I'll tell you what", he said. "Why don't we do this next week? I'll be much more relaxed, and definitely more focused on what I need to do."

"Oh, come on, just a little kiss!" Vegeta felt himself sweatdrop. He pulled back as she puckered her lips.

"Uh-"

Knock knock knock

Vegeta almost fainted with relief. They could hear Vegeta's secretary outside. Ikari looked at him dissappointed.

"Oh, well, it'll have to wait. For now!"

She left the room, looking smug. Vegeta's secretary eyed her suspiciously.

Vegeta slumped down on the black chair and closed his eyes, hoping that he hadn't gotten himself tangled with an unwanted whore.

So, was that a nice fourth chapter? I had to end it quickly since my time on the computer is up and my mom wants to use it. I kind of think that Vegeta was out of character, a lot! But well I thought it was funny since Vegeta does seem to be embarrassed when it comes to sex. I know it's not really like him, but it has to fit in with the plot. What do you guys think? If you don't like it I'll change it, okay?