/ ❯ Temptation Waits ❯ I fear NOTHING!...Except pink rats and street preachers! ( Chapter 8 )

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

A/N - For those of you who wished to know, Bulma wasn't naked…she pulled her t-shirt back up after she left the room! Thank you to everyone who reviewed, it was very, very kind of you all! *Grins* Anyhow here is the chapter…and of course it guest stars everyone's favourite extremely good-looking elf! Lucas!

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Bulma's head hurt…a lot! She felt like several hundred bad-tempered Australian football players had just kicked her in the head…or as though she'd just crash landed on a strange planet, which she had.

She slowly opened her eyes, everything was all funny looking…very blurry…probably something to do with her sore head. Bulma didn't let it worry her. She couldn't remember all that much about the crash, just that there had been a lot of noise and bright light and then a really, really big bang.

Bulma mustered her strength and sat up, a wave of nausea swept through her but she ignored it and concentrated on blinking her eyes until she could see again. She appeared to be in some sort of dark, dank cell, she was lying on a wooden bench set into the wall and metal bars surrounded her on three sides.

"Great, just what I need, to crash land in some sort of backwater place like this." Bulma eased her self off the bench and looked around a guard or someone she could talk to.

But all Bulma saw was a Vegeta shaped shadow in the corner of her cell, from what she could see he was wearing a forest green cheese sack shirt with some worn out looking black leather pants.

"Uh…'Geta…you awake?" Bulma crept towards him.

The Vegeta shaped shadow twitched, "Don't call me 'Geta" It mumbled in her direction.

"Does that mean you're awake?" Bulma crept closer and the Vegeta shaped shadow twitched again.

"No…the rats…the pink rats riding unicycles…they think they're stronger then me! I'll get you Kaka-rat! I'll steal your unicycle!"

Bulma lent down and sighed as she realised Vegeta was unconscious and was ranting wildly in his sleep. He must have also hit his head hard as there was a large egg shaped lump on his head that was turning a peculiar shade of green-purple.

"Vegeta! Vegeta wake up!" Bulma nudged the slumbering prince with the toe of her…boot?"

How the hell had she got boots from? For that matter where had Vegeta got his clothes? As far as she knew the last time she'd seen vegeta he'd been buck-naked…although he might have been wearing his gold tipped boots…he was wearing them now…had he slept with her with his boots on?"

Bulma's warper train of thoughts was interrupted as Vegeta jolted awake, "THE RAT'S!" He screamed and jumped to his feet.

Bulma raised as eyebrow, "Yeah…those bad rats."

"I was…dreaming?" Vegeta looked relieved, "I hate rats."

"So I gathered."

"Especially pink rats." Vegeta looked around, "This places looks like it could be rat infested…we'll have to watch ourselves, rats are cunning little creatures! They ride their unicycles up to you while your back is turned and the next thing you know they're in your hair raising a family!"

"Yes…" Bulma took Vegeta by the shoulders and steered him over to the wooden bench, "You hit your head pretty hard didn't you?"

"Don't patronise me woman! There are two things in this world that I fear, one of them is Rats!"

"What's the other one?"

"Street Preachers." Vegeta shuddered, "They scared me almost as much as rats, with their black hats and bibles and crosses and abusive manner! Not to mention the nonsense they talk about!"

Bulma sat down next to him, "Vegeta, I hate to ruin your little rant but what do you remember about the crash?"

"The crash?"

"You know…our spaceship crashed…you got clothed somehow…now we're in a dungeon?"

"Oh, that crash." Vegeta shrugged, "Sorry but I can't remember anything either." Vegeta's eyes drifted about the cell and came to rest in the corner where he had been sitting a few moments again, he lent close to Bulma, "Bulma! It's Lucas the incredibly good looking elf!"

"What? Oh not this again!" Bulma stood up again.

"No…I'm serious…see! See! He's waving at you!" Vegeta smiled at his delusion, "Hi Lucas…what's that? It's your birthday? Happy Birthday!" Vegeta looked at Bulma with a cross expression on his face, "Well woman! Say Happy Birthday!"

"Err…happy birthday?"

"That's better! Lucas is happy again."

"That's…great. Say vegeta, do you think you could bend these bars and get us out of here?" Bulma tapped one of the metal bars with her fingernail, "After all, you are a big strong saiyan prince."

Vegeta nodded, "Sure I'll bend the bars…as long as you do something for me later on."

Bulma's eyes narrowed, she knew that tone…

"Vegeta…your not in heat again are you?"

"To tell you the truth Bulma I never really went off heat." Vegeta smirked and Bulma glared at him.

"But you said that if I slept with you you'd go off heat!"

"Well I lied to you didn't I?" Vegeta walked up to the bad and looked at Bulma from the corner of his eyes, "I'll go off heat…after a week of so of sex."

"A week?" Bulma's jaw dropped, "A whole freaking week!"

"Oh come on, like the prospect of a week of saiyan sex doesn't appeal to you." Vegeta grinned, "Don't worry though, after the first night the need to mate slacks off so I'm not going to be quite so…foolish." Vegeta wrenched the bars apart and waved Bulma through the gap.

Bulma refrained from commenting on Vegeta's last comment; the man had no idea how foolish he was, even when he wasn't on heat!

"Lets just go Vegeta."

"No…wait for Lucas." Vegeta waited by the bars as his imaginary friend apparently walked through.

"You know Vegeta, it's not healthy for a grown saiyan like you to have imaginary…" Bulma was cut off as an invisible force slammed into her and knocked her to the ground.

Vegeta helped her stand up and whispered to her, "Sorry about Lucas slamming into you, I don't think he meant to do it."

"Lucas…is…is…real?" Bulma's eyes rolled up into her head and she fainted into Vegeta's arms.

Vegeta looked at Lucas and shrugged, "She isn't the most fearless of people."

"So I noticed." Lucas smiled evilly, "Don't worry though me saiyan friend, she'll soon get used to me."

A/N - Lucas is REAL!?! Heh, heh, heh, of course he is! Sorry about the short chapter but I'm really tired and I got into aa fight with a teacher today…I kind of had this adrenalin burst and the rest of the day I was all sleepy. Anyway, please review and I will get an extra long chapter out soon!