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Disclaimer- I don't own DragonBall, DragonBall Z, DragonBall GT or anything else DragonBall related, Akira Toriyama does. I wish I could say that I did but I don't. *cries* I only own this story and my OC Ki'ilina.
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The next morning Bulma yawned and stretched like a cat. Her arm knocked into a hard surface and she cried out in shock. She turned to look at what she had hit. Vegeta. Bulma blushed, remembering how she had coaxed him into laying on the bed with her. Nothing had happened of course, but she was embarrassed that she winked at him. She had practically flirted with Vegeta. She glanced at Vegeta's face to see if he had awoken from her striking him on accident. He was still peacefully asleep. The furry thing that was wrapped around his waist came back into her interest. Vegeta seemed to be in a deep sleep…she couldn't possibly wake him up if she just touched it…
Bulma's hand reached out to touch it. Closer and closer her hand went. It made contact. The object was unbelievably soft as Bulma's curiosity increased. She trailed her hands across it in amazement, rubbing and feeling the surface. Bulma's hand grasped around it lightly and she was shocked to feel it rising and falling in her hold. It was alive! Bulma's senses to do experiments on this furry item were driving her insane. She continued stroking and touching it for a few moments as she slowly zoned out.
Beside her on the bed, Vegeta was being woken up. Someone was touching him. A sense of intense arousal flowed through his body as he shot up, fully awake now. He felt himself harden and stared at his crotch in bewilderment. He quickly spun around to see Bulma with her hands on him, completely in another world. Vegeta's instincts took over as he ripped Bulma's hands from his body and pinned her beneath him on the bed. He held her wrists firmly in place. His black eyes were in frenzy, taking in every inch of her body. She gaped up at him in fear as he leaned down to sniff her neck.
"Vegeta! Wha-what are you doing?" She whimpered.
"You…why did you…"
"Why did I what?"
He growled in a feral manner. "Why did you do that?"
"Damnit, Vegeta! What did I do!"
The distracting conversation was decreasing his arousal. He came back to his senses as he released her hands and leaped off of her. He stood on the floor, facing her. His face had a tiny hint of pink to it and Bulma could clearly see his manhood. She blushed and moved her head to his eyes.
"Why did you touch my tail?" The furry object unfurled from his waist and lashed about angrily.
Bulma gaped at the sight, "You-you have a tail! Oh my god!"
"Yes, woman I have a tail! All Saiyans have tails! Now why were you touching mine? Do you have any idea of what could have happened? What you were trying to do or start?" Vegeta glared at her and yelled harshly.
"Obviously not! Why don't you explain it to me! It would be kind of helpful for me to understand you if you told me more about yourself! I may be a scientist and a genius but I don't know a damn thing about Saiyans!"
Vegeta scowled and crossed his arms over his chest. "As you know now, all Saiyans have tails. They have different purposes. One of them is to aide us in balance. If our tail is lost, our balances are thrown off but it is nothing that can't be adapted to. Our tails are also useful in battle to surprise an opponent, to grab them…and so on." He paused as his cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. "They are also used for sexual interactions."
Bulma gasped and slapped a hand on her forehead. "Oh…my…god."
"Indeed. I believe you understand where I'm going with this…our tails are a way of arousal and what you just did…damnit, woman! Don't ever do that again!"
"Yeah I understand…but why? It's interesting to me. Plus it's so soft!" She grinned childishly.
"Unless you plan on mating with me, keep your hands to yourself."
"Uh, what?"
"Woman what you did to my tail was insinuating that you wished to mate with me!"
Bulma's face flushed a deep red. "I am so sorry, Vegeta! I didn't know!"
She continued to give a flurry of apologies before Vegeta cut her off, "Be quiet!" Bulma ceased her babbling and closed her mouth as Vegeta continued. "It is nothing to truly worry about, you're a human. You couldn't quite possibly know about Saiyan customs."
Bulma nodded as her face came back to normal. "So do you mind if I ask how you learned that? Is it something Saiyans know from birth or did you learn? I know that you said Frieza put you in his army when you were eight so I thought…"
"I taught myself. Rather, I read about it. Months before Frieza destroyed Vegeta-sei I snagged a book concerning it from my father's room. I had already taken in all of the information by the time Frieza came around." Vegeta could see Bulma's face was itching with many questions and knew it was against his nature, but continued to inform her. "I'm sure you're wondering if I've put my tail to use, and the answer is no."
"But I thought you said-"
"I did. When I told you I had shared a bed with a female, I lied. I have not mated. Living under Frieza's rule deprives you of the opportunity."
Bulma frowned, "Why did you feel the need to lie to me?"
"I didn't want you to think of me in a poor way. By the time Saiyans are fifteen they are supposed to have already mated at least once. I'm almost nineteen and I haven't mated once. I'm a failure. On top of this fucking shit fest, I'm the fucking Prince!" Vegeta felt all of his hatred for Frieza rise up and he yelled in fury, throwing punches and kicks against the wall. He grew more frustrated after a few moments and fell to his knees.
Vegeta felt arms wrap around his body from behind. He froze in place as his hands fell to his side. Bulma's body was pressed up against him as she held him tightly. Vegeta wasn't sure what to think. He hadn't been held in such a way for quite some time. It was almost strange to him.
"I'm sorry that this happened to you, Vegeta…but don't think I will think less of you because of your past. I think you're the strongest and bravest person I've ever seen. Don't let Frieza make you think otherwise. Don't allow him to let your fire die…" Bulma whispered.
Vegeta slowly arranged himself so that he faced Bulma and put his hands around her waist. He slid his head on her shoulder and said in a barely audible voice, "Thank you, Bulma."
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Bulma and Vegeta had continued to sit in their position for another fifteen minutes before Vegeta released her from his hold and began to train. He trained vigorously, as he always did. They spoke nothing of the events that had happened before then, as if they never happened.
Soon after, they were brought breakfast and then Ki'ilina came to take Bulma to the laboratory. It was on the opposite end of the prison, far away from the cells. The laboratory was immense and Ki'ilina informed Bulma that she had an entire section to herself. Ki'ilina showed Bulma where everything was and then left, bidding her good luck.
"Well, the first thing I should do is draw out a blueprint for my inventions for Frieza." Bulma said to herself, as she searched the cabinets for the required paper. "Then it will look like I'm doing something for him and not Vegeta when I get to that point."
She grabbed a pencil and eraser and sat down on a chair by the table. She flipped on the light on the table and began to sketch. It took her a half hour to work up the design, she'd dreamt about it in her sleep. It was an improved version of the guns that Frieza's men carried. It was going to be lighter and smaller by three inches, but it was thicker made of a stronger material. It had an attachment on the top, which made it a melee weapon if needed. Instead of bullets they would shoot ki blasts. Of course…she'd have to figure out how to incorporate that part since she couldn't use her own. Possibly Vegeta could teach her. He was going to need her help.
All the while Bulma made the designs for the new weaponry, she was scanning the room for hidden cameras or microphones. Strangely, she found none. Bulma knew Frieza couldn't possibly trust her but this was unbelievable. As a result, as Bulma began working on the blueprint for the device she would make for Vegeta, she covered them with the weapon blueprints. It would be simple for her to make and easy for Vegeta to use.
The hours quickly passed and it was soon six o' clock. Ki'ilina arrived in the laboratory right on time. She walked to Bulma's side, eager to discover what Bulma was going to invent.
"Hey, Bulma." She addressed Bulma, who hadn't noticed her entry.
Bulma looked up in surprise and her face broke out into a smile, "Oh hi, Ki'ilina! Is it six already?"
"Yes, it is. It's time for dinner and then you can stay in the cell for the rest of the night till tomorrow."
"That's great! I'm starving. Plus I can't wait to tell Vegeta about my invention I'm going to make for him!"
Ki'ilina moved around Bulma's blueprints, glancing at them. "Invention for Prince Vegeta? Bulma…what are you doing? You'll get us in trouble!" Her tone was scolding, though Bulma ignored it.
"Don't worry I won't get caught. It's going to be something to help Vegeta train so he can get stronger. Vegeta told me that his planet had a higher gravity level than this space prison which made all Saiyans naturally stronger. So in theory, if I allow him to train at higher gravity levels he will get stronger."
"I hope he gets strong enough to beat Frieza once and for all…"
Bulma nodded, "Me too, Ki'ilina…me too."
"As much as I would like to, we can't stay here talking much longer…I must get you back to your cell for dinner."
Bulma rose from her chair and put the blueprint with her design for Vegeta into a capsule that she'd quickly made. Being the heir to what was the Capsule Corporation she had learned at a young age how to make them and it took her no time at all. She tucked the capsule into her jeans pocket and turned the light on the table off. She followed Ki'ilina back to her cell, eager to tell Vegeta of her future invention.
"So how are things with you and the prince?" Ki'ilina grinned slyly.
Bulma rolled her eyes, "This again, Ki'ilina? I told you I'm not going to flirt with Vegeta."
"Are you sure, Bulma?" The blue-haired Human glared at the black haired Trexilian. "Alright, alright. I'll stop. But at least tell me what's going on."
"Um…well yesterday Zarbon took me to Frieza who told me he wanted me to design new weapons for him. Frieza invaded my personal space and then allowed me to go. After that when Zarbon returned me to my cell, he fucking groped me while Vegeta just sat there."
"Zarbon groped you? I'll fucking kill him!" Bulma saw the first flashes of Ki'ilina's rage. Ki'ilina's hands twitched in anger. Her eyes changed into a bright green and her irises disappeared. Ki'ilina's body began to shake furiously and her teeth clenched together.
Bulma grabbed Ki'ilina by the shoulders, shaking her. "Ki'ilina! Stop! Lower your ki!"
Ki'ilina's furious movement began to slow and her eyes returned to normal. She gasped, "I'm sorry…I didn't mean to do that…Zarbon just infuriates me..."
"I know Ki'ilina, He irritates me too…"
"No, Bulma. You don't understand! Zarbon personally took my family from our home and put us here. He put us in the slave quarters. He raped my mother…then my younger sister. He saw me as the most attractive and saved me for last. He made them watch as he raped me. My family didn't fight against him…but I did. I got in a few punches, but he was stronger. As much as he enjoyed me as a whore, he knew I would be better served in Frieza's army…but that hasn't stopped him from coming on to me all the time. Bulma…please, when the time comes, I need to get my revenge on Zarbon. You and Vegeta can have Frieza…but I need to kill Zarbon."
Bulma stared into Ki'ilina's fierce eyes and nodded, "Absolutely. Make sure you rip him a new one when the time comes."
"I will. I'll rip him to shreds. Zarbon may think I'm weaker than him, but I've been hiding my power…just waiting for the right time. Now that you are here…that time is nearing."
Bulma told Ki'ilina what else had happened with Vegeta. The Trexilian poked playful flirty fun when Bulma told her that she hugged Vegeta. Bulma rolled her eyes again. Ki'ilina thought her device was a good idea, praying it would work. The two had arrived at cell 732 and Ki'ilina opened the door for Bulma and said goodnight, closing the door. Vegeta had already eaten his meal and had begun training again. Bulma sat down on the floor, chewing her food.
"Have you started on the device?"
"Yes. I have the blueprint for it laid out. I have it with me actually." She pulled out the capsule from her jeans and activating it. She tossed it to the floor and it exploded, revealing the designs.
Vegeta came to her side and looked it over carefully. "What is it? I haven't seen anything mechanical like this."
"No, it's a computer system I developed. I'll explain more when I actually have it to show you. Tomorrow I will begin constructing it. If things go as planned, it should be completed in a week or two."
"Good."
Bulma finished her meal and placed the bowl to the side, "Vegeta? I have…a question for you…"
Vegeta cocked his head over in her direction, "What is it?"
"Could you teach me to fight?"
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Vegeta and Bulma awkwardness. Hehehe it's always fun to write XD. *inner fangirl squeal* Yay, their relationship is developing! It's terrible what happened to Ki'ilina because of Zarbon isn't it? DAMN YOU ZARBON! Next chapter…woo boy. Not sure if you guys will like it…I already don't haha. You'll find out what I'm talking about soon! Review please :D
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