Vegeta fingered the sleeve of his long sleeved two layer shirt. He had no idea how he was going to succeed at not being seductive, but instead romantic, and also be a better father figure at the same time. As he leaned on the kitchen counter, forgetting about retrieving strawberries and thinking about his little situation, the phone rang. Vegeta sighed, knowing he had to go pick it up as Trunks never liked to talk on the phone unless its Goten, and his wife was in the shower at the moment. He went over to the house phone, conveniently located in the kitchen on the wall next to the fridge.
"What?" Vegeta growled into the receiver. He shouldered the phone onto the crook of his neck so he could retrieve strawberries and converse with his caller.
"Hey Vedge! It's your buddy Goku!"
"What do you want Kakarot?" Vegeta asked as he rinsed off the strawberries and carefully chose out the fresh ones.
"Just wanted to know how your part of the bet was goin'!"
"It's going just fantastic," Vegeta hissed dangerously, sarcasm dripping from his tone.
"That's good! I'm having a little trouble seducing Chi-Chi and I wanted to know if you would help me? After all, you're in this bet too!"
"Correction, Kakarot, I was forced into taking part of this ridiculous bet. I will also not help you in your dilemma."
"But 'Geta! I would help you too!"
"Kakarot...I am not going to help you. Is that understood?" Vegeta growled dangerously low and calm.
"I thought we were buddies!"
"No. Not when you forced me to act pathetically weak. Goodbye." With that said, Vegeta hung up the phone.
After he hung up, he made quick work of cutting off all the strawberry tops. He retrieved the sugar jar and sprinkled a tad on each strawberry. After he replaced the jar, he head back towards the fridge and found the whip cream. He paused. "God dammit...fucking lust..." He removed the thought and proceeded back to the strawberries he was preparing. He sprayed a small amount of whipped cream so Bulma could dip the fruit at her leisure, as she seemed to have made a habit of it. Finally, for a finishing touch, he set aside a small bowl full of melted dark chocolate and rested it on the plate next to the whip cream, careful not to let the cream touch the bowl.
Once he was done, he carried the plate out to the living room. He set the strawberry platter down on the coffee table and proceeded on to placing the movie disc inside the DVD player. Once he completed that, he set off to comfort.
Vegeta went to the closet in the living room where extra blankets were stored. He grabbed two blankets and placed them on the armrests of the couch. He of course didn't need one as he could warm his own self with his ki. Vegeta then set to Trunks' movie-watching needs.
Vegeta strode off back towards the kitchen, opened a cabinet door, extracted a box of popcorn, and set it down on the counter. He moved on to the dish cupboard and fetched a large bowl and set it down next next to the popcorn.
He opened the popcorn box and got one packet out. He ripped off the shiny covering and unfolded it and set it in the microwave. He set it to cook for two minutes and waited impatiently. When it had finished cooking, Vegeta was just about ready to blast the mechanism. Calming himself, he collected the now heated and popped bag of popcorn and opened it from the top. Steam aroused from the contents as he poured it out into the large bowl he had set out. He then added the optional "extra butter" that came with it, knowing that his son likes it buttery. After that was done, he collected a Dr. Pepper and Strawberry Fanta out of the fridge and he set off back to the living room. He set the three items down on the coffee table and was finally able to retrieve his family for the movie.
Vegeta found his son once more in his room where he was forced to turn off his TV to get his attention, where he got an angry look for his troubles. Also he had calm trunks down in order to get his son to forgive him and watch the movie he had so carefully planned out. Then he had to go retrieve his mate where she was busy getting dressed. It took all his willpower not to pin her against the wall and forget the movie then and there. Instead he just told her that the movie was ready to start. Bulma looked him over and smiled with an expectant look.
"Or is that movie going to be postponed for a while?" She said with a desiring look.
"Not now," Vegeta said, the same hungry desire clawing at him. He closed the door and exhaled deeply. He made his way back towards the living room where he found trunks on the large rug making himself comfortable with his blanket.
"You're not going to sit on the couch with me and your mother?" Vegeta asked.
"Nah. I do not want to be in the middle of it when you guys are smoochin' up a storm." Trunks mocked, mimicking his father with his arms around an imaginary Bulma saying in a high tone, "You're so hot! I love you!" and mimicking him kissing Bulma loudly as well. Vegeta ignored the need to tell his son something very rude and ruin the whole bet.
"Okay bra- Trunks, you can stop that now. We are about to start the movie. Your mother is about to be here so close your mouth and pay attention to the movie," Vegeta directed a little too harshly. Trunks rolled his eyes and flopped over back onto his stomach and crossed his ankles.
Bulma walked in about a moment later wearing white short shorts and a black v neck top and sat down on the couch. Bulma winked at vegeta, who simply shook his head. Bulma shook her head and smiled. She mouthed the "fine" and let the matter be done with.
Vegeta retrieved the DVD player remote and pressed play after all the trailers were over. As the movie started playing, Vegeta put a hand around bulma's waist, pulling her close. Bulma took it the wrong way and placed a hand on his chest and leaned in for a kiss. Vegeta nearly, almost, let her do it. 'It's just a bet... She's practically begging me to kiss her...' Vegeta then put his hands on her shoulders. Feeling her warm, porcelain skin almost made him back out. In the end Bulma ended up her head lying on vegeta's shoulder, watching the movie...and no lip action. It was a shock that Trunks didn't notice anything. Bulma, ONCE A-FRIGGIN'-GAIN, tried a maneuver into Vegeta kissing her. She lifted her head and purred low into his ear, short and undetectable by Trunks. Vegeta practically wanted to rush to the bedroom then, with her in his arms. He almost did. Bulma lightly kissed his neck, taking this moment of oh-Vegeta's-not-paying-any-flipping-attention-so-i-can-woo-him moment to do so. Vegeta just melted. He quickly planted a kiss on her lips, just to get rid of his hunger for it. Bulma tried to make it involving tongue, but Vegeta broke the kiss when she did. Bulma, looking a tad disappointed, scooted away from her prince. Vegeta just wanted to end this bet, seeing her unhappy like that, but do to his pride he wouldn't allow himself to back out like a wuss. Vegeta went over to her spot and held her hand. He intertwined his fingers with hers and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Bulma couldn't help but smile. with that apology, they continued to watch the Family Sins movie with their son... Bulma ended up crying as Vegeta had predicted.
*two days later*
Speeding through the air, flying at breakneck speed, the Saiyan landed on the green lawn owned by the Son family. He inspected the yard littered with flowers and scowled. The man cursed in Saiyan language as he strode purposefully towards the door and knocked on it twice. He waited, tapping his left foot impatiently, thinking on who could have possibly lost first; he or his competitor? Just as he finished thinking that question, the door opened to his smiling welcomer.
"Vedge!" Goku exclaimed, "It's good to see you! You haven't visited in a long time, you kno-"
"Quiet! I demand to be allowed entry into your pitiful home!" Vegeta commanded.
"Okay, sorry V, geez..." Goku said, sounding a tad hurt by his statement. The kind-hearted Saiyan opened the door wider to allow entry for his guest.
"Kakarot, I believe we need to figure out who won the stupid bet," Vegeta said, making himself comfortable on a chair near the sofa. He waited for Goku to be seated across from him to discuss the matter.
"So it turns out that you have so far have failed to seduce your wife, which so far breaks the rules of the agreement. I have so far broken a small amount of it by falling for my wife's seduction. But, I have not undergone any form of sexually related actions. If any part of which I say is wrong, do not fail to speak up; I am winning this bet so far, while you on the other hand, are losing it."
"Well, I got laundry!" Goku said, referring to the first day of the bet when he had taken a small trip to Victoria's Secret.
"What does getting laundry done have anything to do with this agreement, Kakarot?"
"No, not actual laundry, the fancy-schmancy word for girl underwear!"
"Are you talking about lingerie? I guess you aren't as much as a dumbass as I had thought you to be."
"Anyways," Goku said, ignoring Vegeta's remark. "So what is this whole conversation about?"
"It's simply a small update on each others progress. Also I wanted to give you a chance to back out, if need be." Vegeta smirked.
"No way am I gonna back out of this! It's really fun!" Goku beamed. "So how many more days do we have?"
"We both have until the 14th of February. It ends at midnight on this day. If you fail to have sex with her, or you don't start it, then you lose. If I end up having sex with my wife, then I lose. If you manage to seduce her and have sex earlier than that, then you call and say so. If I manage to complete a date earlier without anything so much as mentioning sexual activity, then I call and do as you would. Is this all clear?" Vegeta laced both of his hands together, waiting for a response. Goku nodded.
"Wait," Goku said after painstaking moments. "What are the rewards?"
"The feeling of victory. Or if you so prefer, we can have prizes. I myself don't make it a habit of enjoying such luxuries."
"How about a Panda Express gift card? If either of us win, we get a Panda Express card!"
"You forget, Kakarot. I am husband to a rich woman. I can simply go there right now if I so favored," Vegeta said, a smirk playing once more at his lips.
"Okay...then a free hit and sparring session if you win and a Panda Express card if I win!"
"How in the world are both of our mates supposed to agree with that?"
"Um, I'm not sure. I persuade Chi-Chi some how while you deal with Bulma." Goku seemed pretty pleased with the whole deal.
"Fine. Then it's settled then." Vegeta stood up from the plush chair to take his leave.
"Wait!" Goku exclaimed.
"What now?"
"What if it ends up in a tie? Like we both call at the same time and we both end up winning?"
"I don't believe such nonsense. I'm leaving now." Vegeta replied, reaching for the door handle.
"bye Vegeta!" Goku called. Vegeta simply gave a grunt as an answer.
And so the final deals of the bet are on; but can both Saiyan's keep the bet a secret and successfully get away with the victory as Goku says? Lets see in the next chapter!