Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Fire is Born ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own dbz Blah, Blah, Blah….

Note: Mina -Chan's name has changed to Rumpleteaser from now on and when you see the words that look like this when the Character's are thinking.

(Three days later)

Dr. Briefs, Mrs. Briefs, and Bulma were sitting at the table enjoying a dinner of Chinese take-out when Vegeta entered the kitchen with his normal work out clothes on, a towel draped over one shoulder. Bulma looked up from the table to meet his gaze and held it for a moment, the she broke the gaze so Vegeta wouldn't see the need in her eyes. She tensed as he spoke.

Vegeta: woman I will take my dinner later.

Bulma: ok I will bring it to you shortly.

With that he was, not without noticing the softness in Bulma's penetrating gaze that made his heart want to do a back flip. Dr. and Mrs. Briefs exchanged a confused look. Mrs. Briefs leaned towards her husband's ear.

Mrs. Briefs: Dear, did I miss something? Bulma and Vegeta… Being nice?

Dr. Briefs: I saw it too, my dear. Quite puzzling…

Bulma: (Sounding annoyed) No need to whisper- I can hear you. But to save you the trouble of asking me to leave I will take the jackass prince his meal now.

Dr. Briefs: (to wife) Now that's the our daughter we know and love!

Bulma stopped on the stairs and leaned on the railing, her free hand on her forehead.

Bulma: (To self) Way to go, Bulma. Don't give yourself away now. One kiss- one really good kiss- does not give you permission to be civil to him in front of your parents. Make them think nothing has happened.

Taking a deep breath she knocked on Vegeta's door. At his summons she opened the door and entered. She gasped slightly at the sight of him being shirt-less. This is going to be harder than I thought, Bulma thought. Just the Sight of him makes me get butterflies in my stomach! She walked over to the small table by the window to set the food on it, by him.

Bulma: here's your dinner my "lord".

Vegeta glared at her, obvious sarcasm. What happened to the softness he received earlier?

Bulma: Well? Aren't you going to say anything?!

Vegeta: like what?

He could think of a million things to say to her. Praise's of her beauty, voice, intelligence… No. He must block his feelings. He must not let her weaken him. A mere earth woman mustn't weaken a saiya-jin prince. It could just not happen!

Bulma: A "thank you" would be nice.

He said nothing. She clenched her fist in anger. How dare he! How dare he act like nothing ever happened between them?! He infuriated her.

Bulma: Damn you, Baka!

Bulma turned on her heal and stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind her, showing her anger. She reached her room and went to her bathroom and turned the shower on cold (!) water. She got in and ignored the fact that her teeth were chattering. After she got out and dried her-self off she put on a cream-colored satin chemise and climbed into bed.

< A few hours later>

Voice: (between sobs) No! Don't!

Vegeta sat up in bed and listened to the cries.

Vegeta: (quietly) Bulma?

He listened to the agonized voice cry out again. " You can't!" it was Bulma! She sounded like she was in trouble! Vegeta took his sweat-pants from a near by chair and put them on for modesty's sake, the whole while wondering way her was so worried about the woman. Just then something shot through Vegeta the made him use his saiya-jin speed to get to her as fast as he could. He interred her door and was prepared for battle.

Bulma: It's mine! You can't have it!

Vegeta looked around the room to see there was no one there. He looked back at Bulma on the bed, her hair spread out over the satin pillow and sheets she had. Her nightgown clung to her body because of the sweat, leaving nothing to the imagination. Vegeta crossed the room and sat on her bed, unsure of what to do. She cried out again.

Bulma: No! Get away from me you royal Bastard!

Vegeta decided that he better wake her up. Gently he taped her and said her name. Like lightning she shot up in bed and held onto Vegeta tightly, and sobbed into his chest, and listened as Bulma poured out the details of her nightmare.