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Disclaimer: Akira Toriyama

Part 17 Ready to Experience Death

Vegeta knew how useless trying to resist something that he really wanted. Since he laid his eyes on Bulma almost two months ago, he always wanted to drag her into his bed. He could feel their sexual attraction, and that annoyed him very much. Bulma was too sexy and too hard to resist. He wanted her. And he knew that she wanted him.

"Vegeta…" Bulma's voice trailed off. She put her head onto his chest, looking for warmness and comfort.

Vegeta could smell the sweet scent of her shampoo. He pulled her closer. All he wanted to do was only to stop her tears. Bulma looked sad and beautiful. Those tears shone like pearls and she looked so beautiful. Damned beautiful.

"Make me yours tonight," she repeated.

For more than 10 years he's never allowed himself to be opened. His tormenting soul always demanded something to be fulfilled. He needed someone to be loved, yet he was too afraid to lose it. Last thing that he needed in this world was being in love. However, he couldn't think of anything. Laying the same bed with crying Bulma, Vegeta only wanted to reassure her that she had nothing to be worried about.

"Come on, There's nothing to be worried about Bulma," Vegeta tried to control himself. It was harder than facing Frieza, he could feel it. "I'm going."

"Vegeta, please…"

God, the way she open her mouth… Lips looked that moist and soft…

Vegeta had wanted to open the door and left her, but he dragged her to his room. He had no intention to make love to her. However, he couldn't imagine doing the otherwise. He wanted her tonight, in his room. God, all of these pressures made him burning.

"I'm going, Bulma. I'm going with you," he said in hoarse voice, couldn't able to control his desire. "Come with me."

Bulma smiled softly and pressed herself closer. She whispered, "It seems forever."

Bulma's body was hot and so accepting when Vegeta came between her legs, thrusting him in. He felt a soft wall for a while before he fully entered her. She moaned over and over. She cried out his name and couldn't help herself when she felt a sudden pang. Bulma screamed again.

"Oh, stop it please…."

"I enjoy it so much cannot stop now…. But if you want I'll do it later on…"

"Nuts! You… You don't want to stop, do you?"

He kept pushing himself in her, deeper and deeper. Vegeta made her body uncontrollable. She loved it. She loved it that way.

"Oh, I can feel it…."

"Yeah? Was it good?"

"That's…."

Bulma reached the climax first, and then Vegeta followed. That was most beautiful feeling in their life. An ecstasy.

After several hours, Vegeta lay motionless on his bed. Bulma was sleeping right beside him. He was fully awake and definitely wanted some more. But, he had to wait. Bulma was a girl worth waiting for.

He knew that Bulma needed some rest after their wild love making; she had cried and screamed as loud as hell. She had mentioned that he hadn't hurt her, and she had stated that she wanted to do it again.

Vegeta took a boxer from cupboard and wore it. Then he walked out slowly from his room. He took a deep breath. Everything seemed so different for him. He felt Capsule Corp. in a different way. It was his home now.

"Where are you going?" Bulma rubbed her eyes.

"Ah? I'm taking some drink. You better put some clothes on your body. It's quite cold out here."

"I'm wearing your blanket, that's enough. I'm going to my room."

"What's enough? You said you wanted to do it again."

"Son of a bitch. You're raucous animal. We just finished few minutes ago," she laughed.

"Well, I want more."

Vegeta was doing it when he heard some tiptoes to his room. He completely ignored it and kept on grinding. He couldn't stop and he didn't want to.

"Hey, do you want to take a look?" Bulma hardly breathed under his body. "Someone's coming I believe…."

"Hell no."

"Knock! Knock! Anybody home? Vegeta? I'm coming!"

"Vegeta, oh my…" Bulma gasped and reached her climax. She closed her eyes and smiled happily. "You're absolute crazy… I can be addicted to your body."

"Come on! Open the door!"

However, Vegeta didn't reach it. He rolled his eyes in frustration and anger. He couldn't focus and failed. He let her go at last.

That asshole fuck should pay real expensive. Maybe one hard fist made it even.

"Wait here, okay?" he hissed and wore his boxer. Vegeta walked roughly and slammed the door. "What the hell are you doing here, damn you asshole!"

"Hell? I just returned from heaven. I thought you'll be happy to see me," he chuckled. "You looked sober, are you drinking lately, Vegeta?"

"Brainless moron, bug off! You really a complete shit, come for nothing! I know you'll come tomorrow, asshole. Don't need to report!"

"Watch your mouth, Vegeta. Being terribly angry isn't good for your health."

"Listen to him Goku!" Bulma's voice came from Vegeta's room. "He's not in good mood! And congrats on your runaway wedding!"

"Oh, Okay," Goku's face turned red for a moment.

A girl staying in her girlfriend's room, 99% possibility of having sex. Gosh, I'm an intruder!

Then he grinned. "Bulma, make sure you'll give him plenty dose of sex! He shouted like grumpy old man here!"

"We're doing it when you came you shit!" Bulma pointed out.

"Sorry. I won't do it again!"

"Why you!" Vegeta yelled haughtily. "Leave me alone or you'll be sorry. I promise you will."

Goku stepped backward and laughed, "Okay! See you tomorrow!"

Vegeta watched Goku moved away and closed the door. He raised one of his eyebrows, "Say, talking about giving me a plenty dose of sex…."

Having a good rest wasn't only by sleeping. That's an old theory. Vegeta really had a fantastic rest by fucking all night long. He was in a very happy mood and ready to do everything. Bulma was still sleeping when he went by. He wanted her to take a rest. He didn't want her to worry about anything. And, he left with his katana.

Mr. Nappa's katana. He had given him katana when he had been laying in the hospital. He cared for him. Some assailants had been trying to kill him in the hospital. That's why Mr. Nappa believed in him. He had saved him once.

"Keep it with you. Stay alive for months, son."

He's a good guy, Mr. Nappa. Hope he's alright. They could do anything.

In the same time, Frieza was completely excited for his basketball party. He wanted everything to be perfect. Everything looked fine, except one thing. He needed one more thing. He needed blood to make everything perfect. Those saiyan blood would be a perfect finishing.

Goku was still asleep when Vegeta rushed in and made a tea for himself. After that he entered Goku's room and knocked him down. "Wake up, Kakarotto! A tight schedule is waiting for us today!"

"Wahoo! Holy fuck!" Goku felt down on the floor. He opened his eyes in despair. "No need of beating Vegeta!"

Goku rubbed his face, trying to concentrate. One of his eyes would be blue in minutes. "Why did you punch me?"

"For interrupting me last night it counts nothing actually. I wanted to make out a pair of blue eyes of you," Vegeta solemnly answered.

Goku rubbed his eyes once again and finally started to think. With a guy like Vegeta, he had no option. "Fine! One's enough. Let me have my breakfast and we're going to Piccolo's apartment."

Goku walked down toward his window and opened it. "Are you crazy? It's still midnight I guess…"

Goku stopped when he saw Vegeta's katana on his small table, "I… I guess it's okay."

"The sooner the better. Go on, spare some meat for me."

"I have to catch the dinosaurs first, cut it down, and cook it. It'll take some time, maybe you can help me?"

"What kind of dinosaurs? I don't like fishy type." Vegeta added sarcastically, he showed his stern expression. "And the answer is no. I don't want to do house keeping thing, which can degenerate myself."

"Alright my prince!" Goku retorted. "Man! I'm a servant in my own house!" With that statement Goku exited through the door and from there through to his kitchen to front door with a big cutting knife in his hand.

Vegeta sat slowly in Goku's room, and continued drinking his tea. It's a bit bitter for him. Damned Kakarotto, cheap to his bone.

That morning was nice. Goku could sense it. He chopped the dino head and cut it into pieces. A morning barbeque in his house just like usual, hope Vegeta like it. He sauntered into his house. When he's walking passed the road, Goku heard a loud voice from Bulma's motor. She's coming for Vegeta.

"Hey! Morning Goku!"

"What an unexpected surprise, coming so soon," Goku said sardonically. "Whoa, even I can feel the heat!"

"I just want to say something to him, that's all. And here is a capsule for you. It's a protection robot. It can protect you from any danger. It also has artificial intelligent, so when you need it you can use it." Bulma explained. "Listen, I can't give that thing to Vegeta. He'll be angry and ignore it anyway, so make sure you'll use it okay? I also inserted camera and video. Even I can't join with you guys, I want to know the situation."

"Hold on! We can't bring something like that! Frieza…."

"Frieza wouldn't know big dummy! Try it first," Bulma cut out Goku's protest.

Goku threw the capsule to the air and BUM!

The robot was so tiny, as big as thumb. It moved around without any voices.

"What's that?"

"Meet Small bee, Goku. Small bee, Goku is your master now. Always obey his word, okay?"

"Fine," answered a chirpy voice."Need confirmation, please master." And the tiny thing stopped in front of Goku's face.

"Kiss him Goku. Give your DNA sample, than he'll be yours."

Goku glanced at Bulma and grinned, "You're crazy scientist! That's why Vegeta'll be angry! You're involving a kissing stuff!"

"Just do it, go on." Bulma pushed Goku's head and finally Goku kissed that thing. Not kissing, but he only stuck his mouth on it. After a while, the bug robot hid in Goku's clothes.

"He's yours now. Ah, please don't tell this to Vegeta, okay?"

"Why should I?" Goku insisted. Small Bee made him ticked. He didn't like the idea. What could a damn small robot do anyway? But Small Bee's quite cute and…. Tickling.

"I don't like the idea of possessive girlfriend, Goku. Do you know what I mean?"

"Okay, princess. Now let your butcher cooks for himself and that damned Prince Vegeta." Goku forced a smile. "Why can't I have a peaceful morning?"

"Fine, I'm going soon, butcher!" Bulma yelled at him.

Bulma entered Goku's house and found Vegeta sat on the small chair. He was looking into an old photograph, Goku and his family. Vegeta didn't notice her coming. Bulma tapped his shoulder, "Hi!"

"What are you doing here?" He said furiously and stepped backward from her. "Can't you just take a rest for a while instead of bugging me everywhere?"

"You know Vegeta, You're so rough today. I came to wish you good luck and all," Bulma protested. "After what happened last night, I just couldn't let you away without giving you a goodbye kiss."

"Haa, that's very naughty of you. Don't make me hard to let you go."

"You can bring me with you," Bulma snapped. She moved closer to Vegeta and hugged him. "Then you won't have time to miss me."

"Yeah, right. I can't do anything if I bring you around. All I have in my mind is only fucking with you." Vegeta hugged her back and began kissing her. "You taste like chocolate."

"I ate chocolate cereal this morning," she murmured, kissed him passionately. Bulma pulled herself after several minutes, "I'm leaving, Vegeta. Try to come back alive or you'll be sorry!"

Goku was eating one of his barbeque when Bulma passed him. "Don't you want to join us?"

"No, I'm deadly tired. I want to sleep. Maybe for eternity."

"Yup, 'til a prince kiss you and make you awake!"

"Fuck you, Goku!" Bulma laughed. She took one capsule threw it. One motor showed up and she quickly rode it, "See ya later! Do what I say!"

Goku gazed at her and smiled. All of the sudden he remember Vegeta. "Vegeta! Breakfast's ready!"

"Asshole! I can hear your damn voice! Don't you ever scream to me!" Vegeta stepped out from the front door, full of arrogance and pride just like usual. "It smells good. Give me one piece."

"So, what's our plan for today?" Goku asked curiously.

Vegeta curved an arrogant smile, "my plan is not getting killed and kill that crazy fag." He continued eating.

The morning in Goku's house was very solemn and quiet. The scenery reminded Vegeta of his childhood. They had played and run together. Kakarotto and him.

"What did she tell you?" Vegeta asked after he had finished his meal. "She didn't come only for kissing me, Kakarotto. She must have something beyond. What is it?"

"Bulma? She said that you're a good fucker, that's all."

"Sometimes you're getting under my nerves. So, what's your fighting tool for today?"

"Hmm? I don't know for sure! Can I bring my saber?" Goku smiled and showed his knife, "its traditional chopping tools from my family, Vegeta."

Vegeta smirked, "How ridiculous. I don't know what do you have in your mind and I don't really care. Let's get into my car! We have to hurry Kakarotto."

Vegeta and Goku got into Vegeta's car. The sky was getting darker. Surely a storm was coming that night. They picked up Piccolo and rode on together toward Saiba City.

"What kind of tools that you bring Captain?" asked Goku when he saw Piccolo's small suitcase.

"My equipments. You'll know it later."

"I hope that'll be better than Kakarotto's saber," Vegeta joined their conversation. "You completely moron, copying Stephen Chow's tool in From Beijing with Love."

"Hey Vegeta! This is…"

"Yeah, your family traditional chopping tool. Cut that crap! You can see the Saiba gate now!"

Vegeta was right. The Saiba gate was ahead them. The purple colors dominated Saiba buildings. They kept moving on while looking around and found lots of youngsters there. Saiba City Basketball Party was coming soon. All of them were ready to experience death.

PS: I'm reading some comics right now, hoping I can get some idea about nasty things, hehehe. I knew that I put lots of lemon in this part, that happen if you're seventeen. (hey, it's chapter seventeen right?)