Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Attachments Detached ❯ Chapter 12 ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12

Bulma inched the door open, peeping in and closing the door somewhat in case the man awoke. She had come back later than she had expected to find Krillin sound asleep. She had put her tools in her room, which was just a case of capsules, and come in to let Vegeta know she was back.

She could see his form clearly, as it was a noticeable lump under the covers on the bed. He looked to be sleeping soundly, blankets rising and falling evenly with his breath. She opened the door further, wincing as it squeaked.

Both her eyebrows went up as Vegeta did not move, neither did his breathing quit its smooth oscillations. He could have been faking, but after the earlier scenes and the apparent state he had been in, Bulma feared it wasn't an act.

She approached quietly, not wanting to wake him if he was asleep, but not wanting to seem sneaky if he was acting so that he would attack her before he knew it was she.

She was at the side of his bed before she stopped, looking down and finding the sight of a sleeping Vegeta-peaceful somehow. It was like if he wasn't worried then she shouldn't be either.

Eyes widening in surprise and not a little fear at being caught, Bulma took a step back as Vegeta turned over. However, she relaxed as his eyes remained closed and he merely mumbled something in a language she didn't understand before continuing his breathing.

His eyebrows were furrowed with some dark emotion and he was moving in an almost futile way, as he had in the dungeon. Frowning, she considered waking him from an obvious nightmare, but, as in the ship, he was sleeping so deeply she didn't want to disturb him.

Instead, something had her moving around the bed to the other side. She moved carefully onto the bed, lying down on top of the blankets and wrapping one arm around him. She tensed slightly as Vegeta moved as if he would wake, then mumbled something and relaxed under her. She closed her eyes and smiled at the tiny purr-like snores coming from him, joining the Prince in slumber.

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Vegeta felt the sun stabbing into his eyes and groaned, raising his arms to stretch them only to find them hindered by some weight. For one panicked moment he thought he was back in the dungeon, but the sunlight and the warmth he felt from the weight was certainly off from that impression.

He opened one eye; the other scrunched up, and glared at the blue head pillowed on his chest. He blinked several times before the fact that Bulma was sleeping beside him, in his bed, clicked in his mind.

Moving slightly, he tried to turn without waking the girl and realized he was part of the problem of his immobility. He seemed to have curled around her himself and his tail was most definitely around her waist. He frowned slightly, wondering what could have possessed it to abandon its place around him and take up her, not that it was uncomfortable.

He rolled his eyes and groaned at the ridiculous thought, eyes flicking back down to the female when she began to move. He squirmed a little at the warm body that rubbed up against him and Bulma's eyes snapped open, brought out of her drowsy half-sleep that she had been about to fall back into.

Vegeta actually found it amusing when the girl looked up at him with startled blue eyes wide. She was probably wondering how they had ended up in this position herself. He chuckled when she colored quite noticeably. "Well? Are you going to explain how you ended up here?"

Bulma looked down at where her head was resting and felt as if her face should be on fire, "Well, I came back and Krillin was asleep so I came in here myself to tell you I was back but you were asleep too and you looked to be having a bad dream so I-"

Vegeta hushed her with a finger on her lips, "I get the picture. Now move some so I can move. You need to start that Gravity Room and I need to eat."

Bulma did so, trying to rise only to see a tail wrapped firmly around her waist. She looked back up at Vegeta and could have sworn he was blushing; it was so hard to tell with his dark complexion.

The tail unwrapped itself from around her waist with a lingering touch and was wrapped firmly back around Vegeta's hips. Bulma giggled and Vegeta's head snapped back up, not even realizing he had been glaring down at the audacity of the appendage.

He scowled at her and heaved himself to one side, successfully removing himself from the girl only to thud onto the ground. Bulma erupted into laughter and peeked over the side of the bed to see Vegeta glaring peevishly up at her. He suddenly smirked and yanked the corner of the blanket Bulma was laying on, dumping it and her on top of him.

He grunted when an elbow rammed into his stomach as Bulma tried to untangle herself from both the blanket and Vegeta. Now it was Vegeta who was laughing as Bulma stood, pose etched with indignant anger. Vegeta too rose, smirking at the girl who looked to be trying not to stick out her tongue at him. She finally lost the battle and did so.

Vegeta just chuckled, "Thanks for the invitation but you and I both have work to do…although that would be good exercise…."

She aimed a slap for the backside of Vegeta's head and met empty air as he easily ducked the blow, slipping around her and out the door, picking up his pink shirt off the back of a chair as he left.

Bulma colored, as it only now became apparent that Vegeta hadn't been wearing his shirt. Oh, now she remembered. Was she insane to not have noticed?

She followed Vegeta out of the room almost meekly until she came upon Krillin coming out of his own bedroom. She glared at him as his eyes flickered from Vegeta to her, mouth finally breaking into a knowing grin. "So, you guys had a good night's sleep?"

Bulma continued to glare, mouth dropping as Vegeta responded. He shrugged as his eyes glittered maliciously Bulma's way, "It was a little warm, but not uncomfortably so."

Krillin chuckled, skirting around the fuming Bulma to get some breakfast, "I'll bet."

Bulma huffed and stuck her nose in the air, "I personally thought the air was a bit tepid; limp almost."

Krillin stopped his walk as he almost choked on his laughter, not turning around to see the glare Bulma was receiving and giving in turn. He continued on his way, deciding that maybe he should just stay out of this. If ever there were two people who could sandwich him into a middle of a fight, it was definitely those two. "You guys want hot tea?"

Bulma sighed and followed after Krillin, giving Vegeta one last glare that told him this was far from over. "Don't you have any coffee, Krillin? I really need a caffeine buzz."

Krillin turned his head to look over his shoulder at her, "Nope. Sorry. Tea's as caffeinated as this house gets."

Bulma sighed, "Oh well. I'll just go out and smoke a cigarette then until breakfast's done. Have the moody-one come fetch me."

Krillin couldn't help it. "Hasn't he already done that?"

Bulma scowled, not missing her swipe to the head this time. Krillin winced, thinking that maybe someday he would learn to keep his mouth shut, as Bulma stalked outside.

Vegeta smirked at the bald man rubbing the back of his head with one hand. "Are you always this cowed by women?"

Krillin chuckled, eyeing the Saiyan from the side, "Pot calling the kettle black, eh?"

He doubled over when a punch left him gasping for air and rolled his eyes despite the pain as the Saiyan stalked out. No, he'd never learn. That much was obvious.

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Bulma glared at the Saiyan that walked up beside her, taking another drag from the cigarette and reveling in the immediate wake-up the nicotine sent through her. She puffed the smoke back out, watching it curl up to join the early-morning fog.

Vegeta held out one hand and Bulma looked at it in confusion before realizing that he wanted a cigarette. She shrugged and pulled one out, watching with amusement as he lit it with his ki and took a healthy pull from it. It could have been just her imagination that he seemed to relax minutely.

He pulled it out of his mouth and looked at it, letting the smoke leave his mouth as he spoke. "Interesting. You do realize it's addictive?"

Bulma shrugged, "Yeah."

Vegeta put it back into his mouth, taking another inhale of the small tube and blowing the smoke out so that it formed a ring, smirking as Bulma scowled at the man's show.

"So, you looked over the blueprints?"

Bulma nodded, "The Gravity Room will take till afternoon. It should be able to go up to five hundred G's. The bots you want will have to wait till tomorrow for all the programming you want put in them."

Vegeta shrugged, flicking the ashes from the cigarette onto the ground, "Just get the basics on them. I need to start as soon as possible." He paused for a moment, listening to the sound of the woods awakening around them. "Have you heard anything about Kakarott?"

Bulma shook her head, frowning slightly, "No. Nothing but that they're still looking for him. Yamcha said something about it, I think."

Vegeta gave her a strange look, "Yamcha. He came and talked to me."

Bulma nodded, "I figured he'd talked to you. He hinted as much in our conversation. That's partly what made me decide to break the rules and look for you. That and a man came through Capsule bleeding and cursing you."

Vegeta chuckled, "I remember that one. He liked to come down and shine the light in my face. He didn't learn the lesson the first time so I had to draw blood."

Bulma smirked, "Well, glad you got something out of that stay. I was bored out of my wits. They wouldn't let me work on anything. Speaking of which, my fingers are itching to get that room started. Let's go see if Krillin's done with breakfast, or if he needs help fixing all that food you eat." She rolled her eyes.

Vegeta scowled, dropping the cigarette and crushing it beneath his boot, before turning around. Bulma put out her own cigarette and followed him. "Hey, Vegeta?"

He turned his head back toward her, pausing in his walk, one eyebrow raised in silent inquiry.

Bulma took a deep breath, "What's going to happen if you can't beat Frieza?"

Vegeta's brows drew down. "I suspect he'll kill me. He doesn't show mercy to rebellions."

Bulma winced and looked to the side, "And Earth? He'll destroy it?"

Vegeta turned and put both hands on Bulma's shoulders, frowning when she didn't look at him. He put one hand under her chin and forced her to look at him. "That's not going to happen. You get that Gravity Room and those bots and let me worry about Frieza. I won't let him touch you."

Bulma nodded and both broke away as they heard Krillin calling for them. She tucked herself under Vegeta and he put an arm over her shoulder, both making their way back to the house to begin.

A/N: Aww, so sweet it makes me want to retch. So, V/B get closer? But what's going on elsewhere? Are K/CC getting along, will V and K ever see each other again? What about Yamcha and Piccolo and Ribery? Oh my! We have six days left! Whatever shall we do? Next Chapter:

"…[She] swallowed, eyes widening as hands slowly massaged her stomach. She quit fighting the loss of all conscious thought as cool lips gently sucked at the area where neck met shoulders. She tilted her head to allow him more access to the sensitive area, and almost went on her tiptoes as his lips trailed all way the up to the even more sensitive area behind the ear. An involuntary groan escaped her lips and an answering one echoed behind her…."

Jeemanee Christmas! Who in the world could that be? V/B or K/CC? Maybe it's Krillin in drag and Ribery…. Guess you'll have to find out next chapter! ^_^

Masamune: I know, he's just predictable, cute Kakarott…. Makes you wish you had a stuffed one so you could tear his head off! Um, anyways, I proved you wrong, eh? Late chapter…. Yamcha never was a butt, he was just-lacking once Vegeta came along.

Susan: Cool! Hmm, okay. I've discussed with a guy friend the worst way to kill him and he went green, so I think it should be gross enough…. Both V/B and comedy? Jeez, I keep proving everyone wrong with these things…. Mom was in the hospital for surgery….

Moonsaiyanprincess: (shrugs) Depends…. Well, they seem fine to me…. Tried being the operative word. I think Krillin likes his limbs where they are.

JadedBest: (slaps hand) Leave Kakarott alone! He's got work to do…. He's doing my dishes I haven't done for over three weeks…. Why? Because I don't like him…. (mutters) Made me wanna puke…. Heehee, M. Trunks is so much of a pansy that he's growing roots. Lol (rolls eyes) Like I'd ever be that nice! If anyone gets a piece of Vegeta, it's me! I mean, it is my story!

Serenestorm: Updated!

KangaKilla: No, you sound happy…. Oh, that sad! No, you're reading one of my fics and like it, that's not sad to my arrogance…. O.O My gosh! I've never killed Yamcha! (gasp) ….

SkittleKicks: O.o I've heard you should never run from a predator. Instinct takes over and they give chase. It was simple. I pretended they were V/B…heehee Really, I prefer the Outer Limits.

JadedBest: So sue me! Mom's fault…. -_^