Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Love Story of Sorts ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

A Love Story of Sorts

Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Bulma sat in her lab quietly and thought about her phone call with Chi-chi. *He can smell when I get excited, what the hell is that supposed to mean?* she wondered to herself. "Kami I don't understand the male species!" she said aloud to herself. "I keep telling you woman, your starting to lose it" said a loud gruff voice behind her. "Vegeta geez, you scared the crap outta me. How many times do I have to tell you not to do that!" she replied in an irritated voice. "Woman, I'll do whatever I want, you know that. Besides, scaring insignificant little humans like you is the only amusing thing on this planet with the exception of training." "Y'know Vegeta I am one of the most important people on this planet, not to mention one of the smartest. You could at least give me a little credit for it" Bulma replied. "Sure woman whatever you say, oh and the GR's broken again, fix it!" he added the last part almost as if an afterthought. "OOOHHHH you idiot!!!" she screamed after him as he turned and strode out the door. *Kami that man lives to torment me* she moaned to herself. She picked up her toolbox and proceeded to walk out towards the GR.

Bulma sat under the control panel to GR, the gravity simulator had given out and she hadn't a clue why. The error log had listed a T-6 error which meant that the safety override had been disabled but how had it disabled itself? "Stupid machine!" she said to the control panel. "Well you built it woman so if it's stupid then it's your fault!" Vegeta said standing against the doorframe. "Thanks for the commentary Vegeta, when I want your opinion then I'll ask for it, until then you can just shut up!" she replied testily. "Y'know woman words like that could get you killed, you're lucky I need you around to fix this hunk of metal" he told her nonchalantly. Bulma was up in a second, standing in front of him. "You can't kill me Vegeta and you know it, Goku would have your ass for breakfast if you so much as laid a hand on me. So give it a rest already and stop with the threats, we both know you can't go through with them!" she practically screamed at him.

She watched Vegeta's face change from controlled contempt to rage seething just below the surface. The vein in his forehead that normally hid itself looked as if it wanted to jump out of his skin. In a flash he was before her his hand slightly constricting around her throat. "Woman, maybe today I don't care what Kakarott does. Maybe I would be just content to kill you and be done with it, Kakarott be damned." He whispered menacingly. He squeezed a little tighter and she whimpered in pain, she knew her face must've been three shades of red by now. Vegeta's face fell then, the anger that had once been there was replaced with shock. She felt his hand slacken and she fell to the ground in a quivering heap.

He was at a loss for words, he had let his rage overtake him. More importantly he had dishonored himself, the woman he had vowed to protect because of her kindness towards him when he had no other place to go. On top of that she not only provided him with room and board but high-tech training equipment as well so that he might achieve his ss status. He had said that in return he would protect her and her family, but he had failed to do that. He had actually come within an inch of killing her. He looked down at her, she was breathing raggedly and her skin was pale but had at least returned to its normal pallor. He reached down and pulled her to him and gently carried her over to the bed that was in the corner for long nights of training. He sat her down and looked at her with something close to concern but not quite. She was looking at him with wide glassy sea blue eyes that glistened with tears. He took his hands and gently rubbed them together forming a slight glow of ki around them. She stared at him with fear suddenly as he reached out to her neck yet again.

She stared at him with fear, he had let her go and know he was going to kill her. "Vegeta I'm sorry, I didn't mean those things I said, I was just angry and stupid. Please don't do this, I'm really sorry!" she pleaded. "Woman I am not going to kill you if I was then I'd have done it earlier." he replied shortly. "Just relax." he said softly. She watched as his hands slowly closed around her throbbing neck. His hands felt hot and surprisingly soft, she thought they'd be a lot rougher with calluses, she sighed pleasantly at the soft touch. His hands were massaging her neck with great care and she heard herself moan with at his slightly arousing touch. She could feel herself pushing towards his body as his hands slid up her neck to her cheek; she knew that he had heard her. She reached up and put her hands behind his head and pulled him closer.

He watched as her eyes lowered slowly and then closed completely as she came closer to him. She looked beautiful and erotically vulnerable. He pulled her quickly the rest of the way to him and kissed her passionately. His lips moved against hers as his tongue lapped against her lips asking for silent entry. They moved together in a heated embrace, and he could feel himself pulling at her clothes. His hands were under her shirt, caressing her soft skin and moving upwards towards her heavy breasts. *By the Gods it's been too long!* he thought to himself. His hands found what they had been searching for; they rubbed the tiny nubs until they hardened under his touch. He heard her moan against his mouth.

She moaned against his lips again as she wished he would do something more instead of torturing her. She saw his head jerk up suddenly and his hands left her body, leaving her skin hot where they had been. "What's wrong Vegeta?" she asked. "Woman if this continues, I might hurt you and I don't want to do that." He said through clenched teeth. She watched as he straightened his back and walked through the GR's door. She felt so bereft and empty now that he was gone; she knew that he had felt bad for his actions even if he hadn't said so. She sat there thinking about him, and let the coldness of the late winter evening envelop her.

A/N: Please review it keeps me written especially if u want the lemon.