DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ…I don't own a monkey either…

A/N - Well, you all seem to be really excited about this chapter…although don't go expecting their relationship to change right away because I'm warning you now, Bulma and Vegeta aren't going to actually fall for each for quite a few chapters yet…you'll have to be content with a lot of sexual tension and smouldering looks.

Enough of my babbling, here is the chapter, oh and a big thank you to Leah and my demon muse Luca who put up with me jabbering about this fic 24-7!

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Bulma nervously picked her nails as she tensely waited for the arrival of Count Atrium Ventricular, next to he on the bed Vegeta was stretched out like a big cat, his eyes watching her every move.

It was very unnerving.

She felt like some kind of chocolate desert that he was waiting to gobble up…

"Hey woman?" Vegeta inched closer and smiled, "If you get scared you can always cuddle up to me."

"I won't get scared." Bulma narrowed her eyes and moved another inch away from him, behind her she could feel that she had reached the end of the bed and gave Vegeta a warning glare, "Don't come any closer!"

"OK…I wont." Vegeta gave her a smug looked and moved back across to his side of the bed, "Man…I'm feeling really warm…" Bulma's eyes widened as Vegeta unclipped his chest armour and pulled it off, "All this…tension…is really getting me hot."

Is he talking dirty to me? Is this his not so subtle way of…oh my God look at that chest!

Vegeta pulled off the top half of his blue training suit and yawned wide enough for Bulma to catch a glimpse of fangs, he looked at Bulma's flushed face and stretched, showing off every inch of his well toned chest and shoulders.

Don't let him get to you…he's evil…he's bad…oh yeah…he's oh so bad! No! Bad Bulma! Think of baseball…think of baseball…Vegeta playing baseball…Naked Vegeta playing baseball! No! Stupid brain, stop this is not the way to get healthy!

Vegeta watched as several expressions crossed Bulma's face, a slight sweat broke up on her brow and she cleared her throat and looked away, "I think you should put your shirt back on Vegeta."

"Why? I walk around capsule corp. all day with out a shirt…why is now so different?"

Because now I've broken up with Yamcha so I'm boyfriend free and haven't had a man in a few months and I'm alone with you in space and I think I'm starting to become just a little attracted to you…

"Because at home you weren't trying to con me into bed." Bulma ignored her brain as it tried to convince her to look at Vegeta's chest again…and maybe look a little lower.

Vegeta shrugged but didn't put his shirt on, Bulma glared at him again before leaning back against the headboard of the bed, next to her Vegeta sat up a little straighter and a familiar sneaky look came into his eyes.

Vegeta yawned and stretched, "Man I'm feeling really tired…" slowly as he stretched and yawned he extended his arm till it was around Bulma's shoulders.

Oh. My. God.

Bulma stared at his hand as it lay on her shoulder, "Vegeta…that was so, incredibly, unbelievably lame!" She shrugged his arm off her, "Don't do that again…it's creepy! Your not a teenage saiyan anymore you're a grown saiyan! Act like one…" Bulma squealed as a clanging sound echoed around them, and the space pod shook under their feet.

"Oh-oh! Count Atrium Ventricular has arrived!" Vegeta looked out the corner of his eyes at Bulma who had turned pale.

She gave a small scream as another bump rocked their ship, and she threw herself into Vegeta's arms, "I don't wanna die!"

Vegeta wrapped his arms around Bulma; unsure of how to comfort her now she was in his arms…he lowered his face into her hair and drew in a breath.

She smelled nice.

Like peppermint.

Mmmm…he liked peppermint, the real kind of peppermint of course, not that artificial stuff, that stuff gave him a rash.

Vegeta held Bulma more securely against him as he heard a creaking sound that could only mean one thing…

"Oh no! He got through the air lock!" Bulma burrowed her head into Vegeta's shoulder, "Don't let him kill me Vegeta!"

Vegeta tried to speak but couldn't…she was in his arms, her scent was all around him it was all he could do not to roll over on top of her and have his wicked way with her.

Bulma waited for the bedroom door to open, she waited for Count Atrium Ventricular to come waltzing in to destroy her…

He didn't come.

Bulma listened carefully…once she thought she heard a strange pop followed by a gurgling sound but that was it…everything else was silent.

"Vegeta?"

"Mmm?" Vegeta's voice sounded oddly strained.

"Why do you think he hasn't come in here to kill us?" Bulma twisted out of Vegeta's arms, ignoring his almost inaudible protesting moan, "I'm going to take a quick peek out the bedroom door…you coming?"

Vegeta closed his eyes and tried to count to ten…if he didn't control himself better he'd hurt the woman…he didn't want to hurt her…wait! He had an idea!

"Hey Bulma?" He sat up straighter on the bed and gave her his best 'All-American-Good-Guy' grin.

"What?" Bulma looked at him warily.

"Is that mirror in your pocket?" His grin widened.

Oh no…he couldn't! He wouldn't!

"Because I can see myself in your pants." Vegeta smirked as Bulma turned bright red.

"You…you…you're a real sleaze bag you know Vegeta?"

"Yeah, I know. But admit it, you love me for it."

"I don't love you!" Bulma turned around and opened the bedroom door, forgetting about Lord Atrium Ventricular in her hurry to get away from Vegeta she stalked out of the room…and screamed.

It was the most horrible thing she'd ever seen…the COM screen hadn't done his justice…he was red and slimy and had veins sticking out all over his body.

Of course, it would have been a whole lot more impressive if Count Atrium Ventricular had still had a head…and hadn't been lying in a pool of his own blood.

"Oh…Kami! Vegeta! Vegeta!" Bulma turned and raced back into bedroom…Vegeta was gone.

Behind her, the bedroom door slammed and Bulma whirled to face Vegeta, who stood staring at her with feverish eyes.

"C…Count…A…Atrium is dead!" She stammered, backing away from the saiyan.

"I know. He can't breath in oxygenated area's and his planet had a far less pressurised atmosphere then Earths…if I'm corrected his body would have exploded from the pressure." Vegeta continued to advance forward, his chest muscles rippling enticingly as he stalked his blue haired prize.

"Only his head exploded…." Bulma bumped into the bed, a sudden though jolting her out of her fear, "HEY! Are you telling me that you knew he'd die?"

"Of course." Vegeta snorted, "Do you think I would have hidden away instead of fighting if I really though my life was in danger? All this was really just a clever ruse to get myself into your bedroom with you."

"Why you devious little man!" Bulma stepped forward,

"I'm not a man, Woman, I'm a saiyan." Vegeta stepped forward at the same time Bulma did and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body into contact with his; he lowered his head and claimed her mouth with a feverish kiss.

Bulma raised her hands to his chest with the intention of pushing him away, but instead somehow when her hands met his burning hot chest, she found herself wrapping her hands around his neck and moaning deep in her throat.

Vegeta easily picked her up and laid her on the bed then crawled over her and lowered his body to hers, Bulma could feel his chest rumbling against hers and realised dimly that he was purring.

Why am I doing this? He's a bad man…oh damn that feels good!

Bulma opened her clear blue eyes as Vegeta began to kiss his way down her neck, he reached the fabric of her shirt and growled as he roughly ripped it off then continued kissing his way down her chest, he licked along the contours of her breasts and removed her bra in the same way that he'd removed her shirt.

Somewhere in Bulma's mind she wondered what she would wear tomorrow since Vegeta was merrily destroying her only clothes.

Vegeta meanwhile had reached her wais and was slowly pulling her pants off, tugging them off her legs and managing to make the movement sexy somehow, once the pants - and underwear with them - were off he tossed them across the room and crawled back up her body, his breathing now almost ragged.

"You have a gorgeous body, Woman." He kissed her again, his hands gently rubbing against her womanhood, he looked down into her face, "I won't lie to you woman…I have done this in a while"

"Really? Well your really good at it." Bulma admitted, she tugged on his spandex pants, "These have to come off though…just me being naked wont actually help you if you're not naked too."

"Patronising damned woman." Vegeta pulled back from her and disappeared from above her, Bulma stared and blinked as he reappeared over her, as naked as the day he had been born.

"How did you do that?" Bulma ran hands up his back, her nails lightly tracing over muscles.

"Super speed." Vegeta gave her his usual smirk, "You see some of the other things I can do." He lowered his mouth to the hollow she had above her collarbone and kissed her, he gently bit her neck and Bulma moaned in the back of her throat.

Vegeta's hands slipped down to her waist and he pulled her body more firmly against her, he positioned himself at her opening and gave her one last fierce kiss before pushing himself inside of her.

Bulma's breath caught in her throat, Vegeta literally had rendered her breathless.

She clutched his back and wrapped her legs firmly around his waist as he drove himself into her again and again.

She lifted her body up enough to kiss Vegeta's neck and ran her tongue along his jawbone.

His ebony eyes opened and he stared at her with an intense gaze as he made love to her, his face openly showing the pleasure he was getting from their coupling.

Above her Vegeta increased his pace and gave a growling sort of yell as his body tensed and then released, his seed spilling into her as his body convulsed in pleasure.

Bulma's eyes closed against her will as her breathing turned ragged as she threw her head back in ecstasy as her body was racked with a pleasure as equally intense as Vegeta.

Slowly they drifted back from Earth and Bulma felt Vegeta lifted himself off her, freeing her from his weight. He settled down beside her and pulled her body into his arms, licking her sweat off one shoulder as he settled down to sleep. Bulma nestled her body into Vegeta's and let out a contented sigh.

Within moments they were both deeply asleep.

A/N - Aaaaaaw! Hey! I'm allowed to be impressed with myself! I usually write crappy lemons and this one if kind of…I don't know…cute, I guess. Anyhow please review, you know tell me what you thought, and the next chapter shall be out soon…hmm…the morning after chapter, always fun to write ^_^