Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bright Lights at Capsule Corporation/New Year's Eve Party ❯ Nightshades on the Warning ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Jubei_chan 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 275 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 275 | Status: Completed
NOTES:
Hello to all! Okay, there was a nice demand for the continuation of the Holidays Saga, so this next one is in time for New Years' Eve.
After the Halloween and Thanksgiving Series, many of you wanted a continuation....and there is.....There is this one and one more which is for Spring........Now instead of Christmas in Japan, generally the current Emperor's Birthday,which is December 23rd will take a more important role and is a National Holiday. New Years is Celebrated about the same time and is a big Holiday. I use the term Winter Solstice Festival to designate Christmas and other such holidays that take place at that time.
For further explanations of special holidays go to: http://www.japan-guide.com/e/e2062.html - This site is a Japanese guide to their holidays and an explanation and a bit of history. It was brought to my attention by a major Otaku of DBZ that the setting of Dragonball Z is not Japan...but a world of its own. It was created by Japanese animator(s). So for this reason, also to bridge the gap of many different opinions of where DBZ actually takes place I use a loosely held American/Japanese mesh of Holidays. This way I figure all bases are covered.
Disclaimers: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz Communications, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc. The song by Duran Duran "Is There Something I Should Know (Dance Remix), and the song "You Drop the Bomb on Me" by the Gap Band are referred to so give them the credit since it belongs to them....Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, the Chief, and are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh*).
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BRIGHT LIGHTS AND CAPSULE CORP/NEW YEARS EVE PARTY
Part Three: " Nightshades on the Warning "**
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After the shower Bulma grabbed her towel and sauntered out of the bathroom, with a little self-satisfied smirk on her face. However, one look at her vanity clock had her bellowing-----"KAMI! We got to hurry! We are SO gonna be late. Shimatta!" She dove into her closet, clothes flying out like tennis balls from an automatic volley machine, "Come ON Vegeta, go get ready will ya?" ~~Baka couldn't even get dressed without help!~~
~~I heard that Woman~~ Vegeta smirked. ~~I'm quite capable of dressing myself, but I wouldn't mind any help-----you just wouldn't make it to your baka party.~~ He felt rather smug; he won that round....
"WILL you go get ready? Kuso!" In the closet a muffled voice could be heard," mummble, mummble, MEN! --------Mumble, hruummpf, STUBBORN!--------EGOTISTICAL!----- mumble, mumble hrumpf."
Vegeta laughed, "Pah! The Woman doesn't know when she has it good!" and with that he strode off to his room in search of a spandex training outfit. It would have to do, because he did NOT intend to wear ANY silly costumes or such to this idiotic Chikyuu nonsense that his Mate cooked up. He didn't mind humoring her as long as she stayed out of his way when he trained and fed him regularly. Of course, their relationship had become quite interesting as of late and with that thought he smirked in satisfaction of the shower.
He pulled the dark blue stretchy fabric over his muscular body and within moments Vegeta was ready. He added the final finishing touch of gold tipped boots, and then made his way down the hall. He really didn't like missing a training session, but Kakkarot would be showing up and that in itself could prove to be interesting. If anything it would make for an excellent opportunity of a final showdown so he could kill the baka. However he really DID need that third rate imbecile to fight androids. Vegeta wanted to make sure the bumbling oaf stayed alive during that particular fight. Then he could have the satisfaction of killing Kakkarot for himself, later.
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Bulma felt absolutely infuriated by the smug way Vegeta had acted. The Prince's way of treating everyone and everything like it was HIS personal possession really began to irk her. He knew how much this New Year's Eve Rollerblade Party meant to her. ~~Well, Mr. Saiyan no Kuso, you are going to have just a little surprise in store for you!~~ It was then that Bulma pulled out 'The Outfit'. In her hands she held a silver lame strapless body suit. The leg opening was high cut, and would make her legs look that much longer. A thin shimmering opaline skirt snapped at the waist, and matching pantyhose made her legs sparkle like new fallen snow. "Take THAT Vegeta! Lets see what you do with your 'Little Snowflake' now!" she smirked raising a delicate aqua-blue eyebrow. The last thing she pulled out was a pair of silver booted rollerblades. She really had needed a new pair anyway, because the others were just too 'old' looking and out of date. She twirled in a circle in front of the mirror ~~Not bad, girl! Not bad at all! Looking good!~~ and she winked at her reflection.
She brushed out her long hair and put it up into a youthful looking ponytail, replete with little silver and opaline ribbons. Now it was time to go down and greet her guests, because tonight would prove to be a New Year's Eve to remember.
Guests started arriving almost as soon as the clock struck 9pm. The earliest arrivals were company employees and most of them wouldn't be staying long. Usually this was either because they had to work the following morning, or were going to another function. Bulma had suspected as much. It had been that way with the Halloween Party, and was usually the case for any of the Capsule Corporation activities, unless it was a mandatory award ceremony.
Bulma had managed to glide down to the Ballroom and start greeting her guests before Vegeta had caught a glimpse of her. She mingled among the guests, passing out little packets of glitter confetti, party hats, and noisemakers. When Vegeta did get around to noticing her, she was almost sure that she would get a VERY strong reaction from the Ouji.
She, of course, was right
She was always right.
Right?
Vegeta did indeed 'spot' her, and went totally numb. ~~What in the name of Vegetasei does she think she is DOING? NO Mate of mine is going to skate like---that----in---that!~~ It was probably the first and only time he, the Saiyan Prince, would ever be at loss as to a thought or words. She stood there like a silver metallic goddess, shimmering in the reflection of the mirror globe and the lights that flashed. Her laugh drifted to his ears----a musical sound like a twinkle of a bell. ~~Shimatta!~~ Vegeta noticed some of the single Capsule Corp. male employees lolling out their tongues just to get a glimpse of her.
~~This stops now!~~ He strode over to where she stood greeting guests, and pulled her slightly to the side. With gritted teeth he growled, "And just what do you think you are doing Woman? NO Mate of mine should be naked in front of other men!"
Bulma sighed a bit and inwardly smirked, "Why Vegeta! What are you talking about? This is just a normal Chikyuu skating outfit! " She twirled around a bit showing off the tight fabric and the filmy, tiny skirt. "Look why don't you go and get your skates and join me, ne?"
Vegeta grumbled, "I don't feel like it! When Kakkarot gets here I will see what a fool he makes of himself first. At least I will get SOME amusement out of this ridiculous function."
Bulma smiled, "You know you really don't have to stay, otoko, if you don't feel like it. I can always skate with Goku when he gets here...."
"YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING! I merely am not ready, Woman " He grumbled with his arms tightly crossed in front of him.
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As fate would have it the Son-kun family and Piccolo decided at that moment to make their entrance, along with a good many of the Z Senshi and their dates. Goku was dressed in his characteristic orange gi, and little Gohan had on his deep blue gi. Chi-Chi was dressed in her trademark lavender ensemble with rose underblouse, and low soft boots.
Piccolo------well Piccolo was just that------Piccolo. He never really changed from his turban, dark violet-blue gi, or the weighted white cape. Devon had come with him, dressed in a simple lavender skating costume. Her jet-black hair was pulled back into a French braid and a soft scarf of a glittery white was tied at her waist. Her arm was linked delicately through the strong Namek's, and a brilliant smile lit up her face.
Tien, Dina, Krillin, and Ursula followed shortly after. Tien was dressed in modest Chikyuu clothing and Krillin in a rather flashy white suite with a little red tie. Dina and Ursula had walked ahead of their dates, heading toward the skate table to pick up their rollerblades. Ursula's little dust pink skating outfit was frothy with its crinoline skirt that shimmied when she walked and Dina had on a simple black skaters outfit with a silver net skirt dotted with sequins on the mesh.
The last of the friends to arrive was Jason and Monique. Jason was still in his uniform for the Gingertown Police Department, while Monique, gracing his side, had on a deep emerald green skating outfit. The skating skirt was longer than most, floating to her knees in soft chiffon. Like Monique it was extremely simple, but had an elegance all its own. Her flaming red hair was caught up in a ponytail by a scarf of matching color. Both of them radiated love for each other, much like they had on their Thanksgiving Wedding Day.
When Bulma caught sight of them, she excused herself from the other employee/guests to go welcome them. Jason caught her up in a huge bear hug before she really had time to say anything.
"How's my lil' sis? Wow Bulma! You are a knockout! You trying to find a new guy, cause that outfit will do the trick! I thought you had a steady fellow---that spiky-haired guy!" rumbled Jason good-naturedly.
"And she still does Human!" came a deep growling reply from behind. They all spun around to see Vegeta, decked out with rollerblades and aggressively grabbing on to Bulma's waist.
"Heeheehee! Oh Vegeta, Jason meant no harm! He was just teasing" Bulma giggled.
"Hmpf" came the only reply from the Ouji. "Come, Woman, now that you got me into these ridiculous looking contraptions, lets get this over with...."
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Several guests were already skating out in the 'arena', with mediocre success. Madeline, the Capsule Corporation executive secretary, noted for being so prim and proper, managed to stay upright for all of 5 minutes. When she slipped down, she promptly scooted backwards on her behind to the sidelines, disdainfully ignoring all the giggles and snorts of fellow employees. She adamantly refused to try again, "No. I said I would skate and you just saw it." With as much dignity as she could muster, she rolled over to all fours and attempted to stand up. After slipping a few more times, one of the older, single male employees helped her to her feet.
Bulma giggled at her prim secretary. Madeline was a gem. "Come on Vegeta, just like I showed you." she grinned, and with that she drew the scowling Saiyan no Ouji out to the floor. She gracefully began a slow momentum to the music being played....
Vegeta had kept his hand protectively around her waist this whole time. " Fine, onna, quit flapping your mouth and move!" He really wasn't irritated with his Meito, but the fact that Kakkarot was floating all over the rink with absolutely no effort, needled him. ~~If that baka ketsunoana can do this, I will as well and I WILL be the best!~~
Goku led Gohan around the rink in basic ovals that followed the cordoned off area. With little to no problems, his son had picked up on the art of rollerblading. After a few more rounds they skated to the side, since Chi-Chi was frantically signaling for a time out.
Bulma looked over at them with a genuine smile, "See, luv? There is really nothing to it. With your balance and ki, you should be able to master this and maybe speed up some, ne?"
"You know, onna, if you could manage to keep your trap shut for a few seconds, I might be able to at that." he smirked. ~~Two can play your game, Koneko, but I will always win!~~
She glowered a bit, "Fine, baka, see if you can keep up with me then!" And with that Bulma took of with a shot, breaking free from the grasp he had on her waist. She sped up and with a fluid motion began to skate in a seductive circuitous. ~~See if you have anything to say after this ketsunoana!~~
Vegeta smirked, ~~Onna, don't hope to challenge me-----You'll lose you know---I am the best!~~
Bulma also grinned, ~~ Really, O Mighty Prince, well then here's a bet to sweeten it. You catch me; you get me as your slave for a week. I have to do anything, and everything you say. But that won't happen, 'cause this is a sure bet for me to win !~~
The Saiyan no Ouji got a positively vicious grin, ~~Your on, Woman! By the way, I like my back scrubbed first when I shower.~~
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Bulma built up momentum by swaying her hips from side to side, alternating her feet one in front of the other even while keeping the tempo. Her swift moves weren't necessarily faster, but outmaneuvered him. She just knew he couldn't keep pace with her at that particular rate; after all, he was fairly new to this, and would be quite distracted by her costume. Many of the other skaters, seeing their CEO, pulled off to the sidelines to follow the interesting scene that seemed to be developing.
If I listen close I can hear them singers Oh, Oh, Oh
Voices in your body coming through on the radio, O, O
Telegram force and ready
I knew this was a big mistake
There's a fine line drawing
My senses together
And I think it's about to break
It was a hard-driving primitive beat; a call to the wilder side of ones nature. The music thumped in a steady rhythmic beat and with this particular extended version the throbbing baseline kept the tempo constant in a seductive lubdub. With the increased speed, Bulma bent her knees slightly, and her soft bottom thrust out invitingly. In the swell of the curves, she would turn and change gate by skating backwards. Her hands poised on her hips and she gave a little hip thrust to Vegeta who was trying to snag her when he got within reach.
If I listen close I can hear them singers Oh, Oh, Oh
Voices in your body coming through on the radio, O, O
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
Bulma changed stance once more and this time she did a sensual figure eight with her hips, allowing her bent knees to alternate with each other in a deeper bending motion. With stealth-like moves, she alluded her would-be captor, all the while using her hands to either rub her thighs, lower stomach or soft posterior. She looked like an invisible lover had caught her in his snare.
Nightshades on the warning
Give me strength at least give me a light
Give me anything even sympathy
There's a chance you could be right
If I listen close I can hear them singers Oh, Oh, Oh
Voices in your body coming through on the radio, O, O
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
Vegeta felt a surge of excitement, as he tried to counter her moves and capture his little tora. ~~You won't last much longer, little majo, and then you'll be my prize!!~~ He was able to speed up with the help of his sense of balance from training at such a high gravity, and close the gap they had between them. He was cornering her into a limited area, and then it would be just a matter of time.
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
It's gonna race it's gonna break
Gonna move up to the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
It's gonna race it's gonna break
Gonna move up to the borderline
As Bulma rounded the curve, she was completely unaware that Vegeta had sprinted closer to her. That soft body was just within a few luscious inches of his. He leaned forward ever so slightly, all the while increasing speed. Just a little more----
A little more and-------------
Just as he reached out for a grasp around her waist, a quirky voice was heard to shout out from the crowd, "Atta-way to go Bulma!" Vegeta whipped around at that familiar sound--------Kakkarot! And then it happened.
Then entire world went into slow motion, and Vegeta at that moment slipped------------
------------ and fell--------------
------------in front of Goku.
Piccolo, Tien, Krillin, and many of the others in the crowd let loose a small little titter of laughter in the crowd, that gradually grew.
Bulma rounded the bend and came up to the fallen Vegeta. ~~Oh Kuso, we are in for it now!~~ Her eyes closed for a second as her hand came to rub them in mute resignation. Who needed to worry about the Androids with Vegeta around?
Many of the guests visibly paled and left at this point, sensing that trouble was afoot. Dina and Ursula both squinted their eyes shut and cringed, staying close to their respective Z Senshi partners. Monique turned her head to her husbands chest, as Jason held her protectively.
Vegeta turned to Goku and bellowed, "You CHIKUSHOUME! THAT IS IT! We end this NOW!"
Goku looked rather confused, and laughed a bit, " Uh Vegeta? What is wrong? You just had a little tumble is all. Really! Beginners have that alot!"
The Saiyan Prince turned a deep shade of violet-red, "BEGINNER! I am NOT a third-rate imbecile like you! It ends NOW Kakkarot! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A MATCH! WINNER MUST KNEEL BEFORE THE LOSER AND ANNOUNCE BEFORE ALL THAT THE OTHER IS THE GREATEST WARRIOR!"
Bulma, however, had a different idea, "SHUT YOUR TRAP, BAKA! YOU ARE RUINING MY PARTY, KETSUNOANA!"
Goku merely grinned slightly, "But Vegeta, it was just a fall! Look, maybe we can just go spar later, ne?"
The Ouji turned an even deeper shade of rage, "YOU KUSOTARRE! I WILL NOT BE LAUGHED AT OR MADE A FOOL OF IN FRONT OF THESE WORTHLESS HUMANS! " Vegeta spat on the ground and glared at Goku. With a hateful sneer he exclaimed, "Get out here NOW or I WILL blast them ALL!"
~~Damn it Vegeta, can't you let this go!?~~ Bulma projected this thought as she looked at the scowling Prince. ~~No, I suppose you can't, since you are a barbarian.~~ "Goku, you might as well settle this------he is going to make us all miserable unless you do, and I don't have so many employees or friends to spare to have them used as target practice. I tell you what; both of you go and have this 'skate off'. The one who can go the fastest and the longest without falling or tripping is declared best. The loser does menial chores for the winner as a 'slave' for a week!" Bulma knew that if Goku won, she could easily send Chi-Chi on a shopping spree to settle the challenge. Chi-Chi was really possessive of her role as a housemate, and didn't like Vegeta at all-------- but who didn't love shopping? "Deal? Or are either of you scared?"
Goku merely looked puzzled, "Sounds fine to me Bulma, if it's okay with Chi-Chi. The latter merely grumbled and nodded her head. Anything to send Vegeta packing and away from them was improvement. Goku left no doubt in her mind that he could win.
Vegeta merely growled," I am NEVER scared, baka onna! Bring it on!!!
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The same music as before struck up again, with its driving beat and steady rhythm. Both Saiyans started with ease as they made their way around the polished, wooden floor. When they rounded the first bend, both seemed even, skating at what would have considered an impossible rate by human standards. Their bodies blurred as they continued.
Vegeta crouched a bit, lowering the wind resistance that could hamper his speed, all the while pacing his feet and walking like a man on water. Goku, being the taller of the two, used powerful sideways strides; bent knees and hips slightly thrust back to help him gain distance. Each seemed vastly different in style and expertise, yet both mastered the moves of agility and speed. There seemed like there was no end in sight.
Goku pulled slightly ahead. In the crowd Chi-chi jumped up and down cheering him to victory. Several nervous giggles and wild looks were on the face of the spectators, knowing that if Goku should win, it could spell disaster. Bulma could only groan under her breath, ~~Vegeta, for Kami sake, please reconsider this.~~ But she knew it wouldn't do any good. The Saiyan no Ouji was not about to take any slight nor any defeat, no matter how small, lying down or left unanswered.
Around the next turn, Vegeta inched past. In the crowds Chi-Chi was bellowing, "Goku! Speed up NOW!" Goku whipped his head around hearing her voice, thinking perhaps he was needed, which proved a big mistake.
It was at that moment Goku tripped and skidded to the floor.
The crowd of mainly the remaining Z Senshi, and their partners, fell hush.
Vegeta swung around the curve and back to the fallen Saiyan, " Well, well, Kakkarot. What have we here?" He cackled a rather sinister laugh. Before he could get much further, however, Bulma skated out to the two Saiyans and was about to stick her two cents in when the sounds of loud firecrackers were heard to go off outside.
"Hey Everybody! It's Midnight! Happy New Years!!!" Danny shouted from the sound booth. All the other guests, completely forgetting what just happened, started throwing confetti and swinging noisemakers! Shouts of 'Happy New Years!' could be heard everywhere.
People began kissing their significant others, and the Z Senshi were no exception! Bulma, however, was off saying farewell to departing guests. It didn't help that Vegeta had ruined everything for her.
~~Damn him! He KNEW how much I wanted this to be just right! ~~ But love had a way of making Vegeta more tolerable; but only barely.
In a far corner, Vegeta sulked. He was denied the ultimate satisfaction by stupid humans, and an insignificant moment in Time! ~~Shimata! ~~ This wasn't over yet! But his thoughts were diffusing quickly as he watched couples kissing, greeting the New Year with desire. He wanted his Mate. He wanted her NOW. Oh, to be sure she was probably upset, but that never stopped him. What did he care? She was his Mate and that was that-----He could do what he pleased.
It was about an hour later, and everyone had left. "Hey, Ms. Briefs! You want me to do the sound system lock down now or wait 'til after New Years?" Danny queried.
"Oh, just leave it Dan. You can come back day after tomorrow and do the regular systems check/ lock down. I kinda want to play a few tunes for myself anyway. Thanks for a great job! Happy New Year!" Bulma replied.
"You bet, Ms. Briefs. Happy New Year to you too!" and with that Danny left for home.
Bulma skated over to the sound booth and sat down on the soft swivel chair. ~~Now to unwind!~~ She crossed her shapely legs and leaned over to the control panel to look at the new music Danny had brought. ~~Hmmm, here is a favorite oldie~~ she thought, and with that popped in the song. ~~A good slow turn on the floor will help me relax!~~
Bulma advanced out onto the polished wooden floor, and began with languid strokes with shapely legs at the beginning chords. The haunting melody tugged at her heart as well as her feet, causing her to move like a will-o-wisp in a nighttime breeze.
You saw me standing by the wall, corner of a main street
And the lights are flashing on your windowsill
All alone ain't much fun so you're looking for the thrill
And you know just what it takes and where to go.
Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
Feel the breeze deep on the inside look down into the well
If you can you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance (like all dreamers can't find another way.)
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day.
She arched her arms overhead, moving them back down gradually to her sides in the motions of a swan with soft wings. As she rounded the bend, she switched the positioning of her body to skate backwards, causing the opaline gauze skirt to plaster up against her back by the wind force.
Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after....
Vegeta advanced from the shadows of the room, and closely watched his Mate. For a Human, Bulma was the most annoying, loud-mouthed, crabby jajuma that ever existed. She would have been a perfect Saiyan. She was an adequate Mate, for a Prince, he reasoned. Her body was infinitely graceful, and it never ceased to amaze him how uncontrolled he felt around her.
Pretty looking road I try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why I'll keep my promise - melt the ice
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
But fear is in your soul,
Some people call it a one-night stand, but we can call it paradise
Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Do do do do do, do-do-do do do do do do
Save a prayer 'til the morning after...
Save a prayer 'til the morning after...
Save a prayer 'til the morning after,
Save a prayer 'til the morning after...
Bulma finished in a graceful gliding halt. Within seconds a strong set of muscular arms encircled her tiny waist. "Kieri, onna," he whispered heatedly in her ear. She shuddered at the electric feeling he sent through her body.
"I'm still angry, Vegeta. You ruined the entire party!" she breathed. Her eyes were closed and her head leaned back against his shoulder as he crushed Bulma close.
"Then let's see how I can fix that," he smirked. Vegeta nibbled on her soft ear lobe, and then drew it into his mouth for a tender, suctioning kiss. He moved warm lips down behind her ear, down-----down the soft skin to the well of her neck. Growling under his breath, he continued with those little savage bites and passionate kisses, fueled by her moans.
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Next on Bright Lights at Capsule Corporation/New Year's Eve Party: A Night of Love, and A Day of Revelations for All.
Hello to all! Okay, there was a nice demand for the continuation of the Holidays Saga, so this next one is in time for New Years' Eve.
After the Halloween and Thanksgiving Series, many of you wanted a continuation....and there is.....There is this one and one more which is for Spring........Now instead of Christmas in Japan, generally the current Emperor's Birthday,which is December 23rd will take a more important role and is a National Holiday. New Years is Celebrated about the same time and is a big Holiday. I use the term Winter Solstice Festival to designate Christmas and other such holidays that take place at that time.
For further explanations of special holidays go to: http://www.japan-guide.com/e/e2062.html - This site is a Japanese guide to their holidays and an explanation and a bit of history. It was brought to my attention by a major Otaku of DBZ that the setting of Dragonball Z is not Japan...but a world of its own. It was created by Japanese animator(s). So for this reason, also to bridge the gap of many different opinions of where DBZ actually takes place I use a loosely held American/Japanese mesh of Holidays. This way I figure all bases are covered.
Disclaimers: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz Communications, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc. The song by Duran Duran "Is There Something I Should Know (Dance Remix), and the song "You Drop the Bomb on Me" by the Gap Band are referred to so give them the credit since it belongs to them....Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, the Chief, and are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh*).
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BRIGHT LIGHTS AND CAPSULE CORP/NEW YEARS EVE PARTY
Part Three: " Nightshades on the Warning "**
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After the shower Bulma grabbed her towel and sauntered out of the bathroom, with a little self-satisfied smirk on her face. However, one look at her vanity clock had her bellowing-----"KAMI! We got to hurry! We are SO gonna be late. Shimatta!" She dove into her closet, clothes flying out like tennis balls from an automatic volley machine, "Come ON Vegeta, go get ready will ya?" ~~Baka couldn't even get dressed without help!~~
~~I heard that Woman~~ Vegeta smirked. ~~I'm quite capable of dressing myself, but I wouldn't mind any help-----you just wouldn't make it to your baka party.~~ He felt rather smug; he won that round....
"WILL you go get ready? Kuso!" In the closet a muffled voice could be heard," mummble, mummble, MEN! --------Mumble, hruummpf, STUBBORN!--------EGOTISTICAL!----- mumble, mumble hrumpf."
Vegeta laughed, "Pah! The Woman doesn't know when she has it good!" and with that he strode off to his room in search of a spandex training outfit. It would have to do, because he did NOT intend to wear ANY silly costumes or such to this idiotic Chikyuu nonsense that his Mate cooked up. He didn't mind humoring her as long as she stayed out of his way when he trained and fed him regularly. Of course, their relationship had become quite interesting as of late and with that thought he smirked in satisfaction of the shower.
He pulled the dark blue stretchy fabric over his muscular body and within moments Vegeta was ready. He added the final finishing touch of gold tipped boots, and then made his way down the hall. He really didn't like missing a training session, but Kakkarot would be showing up and that in itself could prove to be interesting. If anything it would make for an excellent opportunity of a final showdown so he could kill the baka. However he really DID need that third rate imbecile to fight androids. Vegeta wanted to make sure the bumbling oaf stayed alive during that particular fight. Then he could have the satisfaction of killing Kakkarot for himself, later.
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Bulma felt absolutely infuriated by the smug way Vegeta had acted. The Prince's way of treating everyone and everything like it was HIS personal possession really began to irk her. He knew how much this New Year's Eve Rollerblade Party meant to her. ~~Well, Mr. Saiyan no Kuso, you are going to have just a little surprise in store for you!~~ It was then that Bulma pulled out 'The Outfit'. In her hands she held a silver lame strapless body suit. The leg opening was high cut, and would make her legs look that much longer. A thin shimmering opaline skirt snapped at the waist, and matching pantyhose made her legs sparkle like new fallen snow. "Take THAT Vegeta! Lets see what you do with your 'Little Snowflake' now!" she smirked raising a delicate aqua-blue eyebrow. The last thing she pulled out was a pair of silver booted rollerblades. She really had needed a new pair anyway, because the others were just too 'old' looking and out of date. She twirled in a circle in front of the mirror ~~Not bad, girl! Not bad at all! Looking good!~~ and she winked at her reflection.
She brushed out her long hair and put it up into a youthful looking ponytail, replete with little silver and opaline ribbons. Now it was time to go down and greet her guests, because tonight would prove to be a New Year's Eve to remember.
Guests started arriving almost as soon as the clock struck 9pm. The earliest arrivals were company employees and most of them wouldn't be staying long. Usually this was either because they had to work the following morning, or were going to another function. Bulma had suspected as much. It had been that way with the Halloween Party, and was usually the case for any of the Capsule Corporation activities, unless it was a mandatory award ceremony.
Bulma had managed to glide down to the Ballroom and start greeting her guests before Vegeta had caught a glimpse of her. She mingled among the guests, passing out little packets of glitter confetti, party hats, and noisemakers. When Vegeta did get around to noticing her, she was almost sure that she would get a VERY strong reaction from the Ouji.
She, of course, was right
She was always right.
Right?
Vegeta did indeed 'spot' her, and went totally numb. ~~What in the name of Vegetasei does she think she is DOING? NO Mate of mine is going to skate like---that----in---that!~~ It was probably the first and only time he, the Saiyan Prince, would ever be at loss as to a thought or words. She stood there like a silver metallic goddess, shimmering in the reflection of the mirror globe and the lights that flashed. Her laugh drifted to his ears----a musical sound like a twinkle of a bell. ~~Shimatta!~~ Vegeta noticed some of the single Capsule Corp. male employees lolling out their tongues just to get a glimpse of her.
~~This stops now!~~ He strode over to where she stood greeting guests, and pulled her slightly to the side. With gritted teeth he growled, "And just what do you think you are doing Woman? NO Mate of mine should be naked in front of other men!"
Bulma sighed a bit and inwardly smirked, "Why Vegeta! What are you talking about? This is just a normal Chikyuu skating outfit! " She twirled around a bit showing off the tight fabric and the filmy, tiny skirt. "Look why don't you go and get your skates and join me, ne?"
Vegeta grumbled, "I don't feel like it! When Kakkarot gets here I will see what a fool he makes of himself first. At least I will get SOME amusement out of this ridiculous function."
Bulma smiled, "You know you really don't have to stay, otoko, if you don't feel like it. I can always skate with Goku when he gets here...."
"YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING! I merely am not ready, Woman " He grumbled with his arms tightly crossed in front of him.
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As fate would have it the Son-kun family and Piccolo decided at that moment to make their entrance, along with a good many of the Z Senshi and their dates. Goku was dressed in his characteristic orange gi, and little Gohan had on his deep blue gi. Chi-Chi was dressed in her trademark lavender ensemble with rose underblouse, and low soft boots.
Piccolo------well Piccolo was just that------Piccolo. He never really changed from his turban, dark violet-blue gi, or the weighted white cape. Devon had come with him, dressed in a simple lavender skating costume. Her jet-black hair was pulled back into a French braid and a soft scarf of a glittery white was tied at her waist. Her arm was linked delicately through the strong Namek's, and a brilliant smile lit up her face.
Tien, Dina, Krillin, and Ursula followed shortly after. Tien was dressed in modest Chikyuu clothing and Krillin in a rather flashy white suite with a little red tie. Dina and Ursula had walked ahead of their dates, heading toward the skate table to pick up their rollerblades. Ursula's little dust pink skating outfit was frothy with its crinoline skirt that shimmied when she walked and Dina had on a simple black skaters outfit with a silver net skirt dotted with sequins on the mesh.
The last of the friends to arrive was Jason and Monique. Jason was still in his uniform for the Gingertown Police Department, while Monique, gracing his side, had on a deep emerald green skating outfit. The skating skirt was longer than most, floating to her knees in soft chiffon. Like Monique it was extremely simple, but had an elegance all its own. Her flaming red hair was caught up in a ponytail by a scarf of matching color. Both of them radiated love for each other, much like they had on their Thanksgiving Wedding Day.
When Bulma caught sight of them, she excused herself from the other employee/guests to go welcome them. Jason caught her up in a huge bear hug before she really had time to say anything.
"How's my lil' sis? Wow Bulma! You are a knockout! You trying to find a new guy, cause that outfit will do the trick! I thought you had a steady fellow---that spiky-haired guy!" rumbled Jason good-naturedly.
"And she still does Human!" came a deep growling reply from behind. They all spun around to see Vegeta, decked out with rollerblades and aggressively grabbing on to Bulma's waist.
"Heeheehee! Oh Vegeta, Jason meant no harm! He was just teasing" Bulma giggled.
"Hmpf" came the only reply from the Ouji. "Come, Woman, now that you got me into these ridiculous looking contraptions, lets get this over with...."
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Several guests were already skating out in the 'arena', with mediocre success. Madeline, the Capsule Corporation executive secretary, noted for being so prim and proper, managed to stay upright for all of 5 minutes. When she slipped down, she promptly scooted backwards on her behind to the sidelines, disdainfully ignoring all the giggles and snorts of fellow employees. She adamantly refused to try again, "No. I said I would skate and you just saw it." With as much dignity as she could muster, she rolled over to all fours and attempted to stand up. After slipping a few more times, one of the older, single male employees helped her to her feet.
Bulma giggled at her prim secretary. Madeline was a gem. "Come on Vegeta, just like I showed you." she grinned, and with that she drew the scowling Saiyan no Ouji out to the floor. She gracefully began a slow momentum to the music being played....
Vegeta had kept his hand protectively around her waist this whole time. " Fine, onna, quit flapping your mouth and move!" He really wasn't irritated with his Meito, but the fact that Kakkarot was floating all over the rink with absolutely no effort, needled him. ~~If that baka ketsunoana can do this, I will as well and I WILL be the best!~~
Goku led Gohan around the rink in basic ovals that followed the cordoned off area. With little to no problems, his son had picked up on the art of rollerblading. After a few more rounds they skated to the side, since Chi-Chi was frantically signaling for a time out.
Bulma looked over at them with a genuine smile, "See, luv? There is really nothing to it. With your balance and ki, you should be able to master this and maybe speed up some, ne?"
"You know, onna, if you could manage to keep your trap shut for a few seconds, I might be able to at that." he smirked. ~~Two can play your game, Koneko, but I will always win!~~
She glowered a bit, "Fine, baka, see if you can keep up with me then!" And with that Bulma took of with a shot, breaking free from the grasp he had on her waist. She sped up and with a fluid motion began to skate in a seductive circuitous. ~~See if you have anything to say after this ketsunoana!~~
Vegeta smirked, ~~Onna, don't hope to challenge me-----You'll lose you know---I am the best!~~
Bulma also grinned, ~~ Really, O Mighty Prince, well then here's a bet to sweeten it. You catch me; you get me as your slave for a week. I have to do anything, and everything you say. But that won't happen, 'cause this is a sure bet for me to win !~~
The Saiyan no Ouji got a positively vicious grin, ~~Your on, Woman! By the way, I like my back scrubbed first when I shower.~~
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Bulma built up momentum by swaying her hips from side to side, alternating her feet one in front of the other even while keeping the tempo. Her swift moves weren't necessarily faster, but outmaneuvered him. She just knew he couldn't keep pace with her at that particular rate; after all, he was fairly new to this, and would be quite distracted by her costume. Many of the other skaters, seeing their CEO, pulled off to the sidelines to follow the interesting scene that seemed to be developing.
If I listen close I can hear them singers Oh, Oh, Oh
Voices in your body coming through on the radio, O, O
Telegram force and ready
I knew this was a big mistake
There's a fine line drawing
My senses together
And I think it's about to break
It was a hard-driving primitive beat; a call to the wilder side of ones nature. The music thumped in a steady rhythmic beat and with this particular extended version the throbbing baseline kept the tempo constant in a seductive lubdub. With the increased speed, Bulma bent her knees slightly, and her soft bottom thrust out invitingly. In the swell of the curves, she would turn and change gate by skating backwards. Her hands poised on her hips and she gave a little hip thrust to Vegeta who was trying to snag her when he got within reach.
If I listen close I can hear them singers Oh, Oh, Oh
Voices in your body coming through on the radio, O, O
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
Bulma changed stance once more and this time she did a sensual figure eight with her hips, allowing her bent knees to alternate with each other in a deeper bending motion. With stealth-like moves, she alluded her would-be captor, all the while using her hands to either rub her thighs, lower stomach or soft posterior. She looked like an invisible lover had caught her in his snare.
Nightshades on the warning
Give me strength at least give me a light
Give me anything even sympathy
There's a chance you could be right
If I listen close I can hear them singers Oh, Oh, Oh
Voices in your body coming through on the radio, O, O
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
Vegeta felt a surge of excitement, as he tried to counter her moves and capture his little tora. ~~You won't last much longer, little majo, and then you'll be my prize!!~~ He was able to speed up with the help of his sense of balance from training at such a high gravity, and close the gap they had between them. He was cornering her into a limited area, and then it would be just a matter of time.
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
It's gonna race it's gonna break
Gonna move up to the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
Moving up it's gonna race it's gonna break
Through the borderline
The Union of the Snake is on the climb
It's gonna race it's gonna break
Gonna move up to the borderline
As Bulma rounded the curve, she was completely unaware that Vegeta had sprinted closer to her. That soft body was just within a few luscious inches of his. He leaned forward ever so slightly, all the while increasing speed. Just a little more----
A little more and-------------
Just as he reached out for a grasp around her waist, a quirky voice was heard to shout out from the crowd, "Atta-way to go Bulma!" Vegeta whipped around at that familiar sound--------Kakkarot! And then it happened.
Then entire world went into slow motion, and Vegeta at that moment slipped------------
------------ and fell--------------
------------in front of Goku.
Piccolo, Tien, Krillin, and many of the others in the crowd let loose a small little titter of laughter in the crowd, that gradually grew.
Bulma rounded the bend and came up to the fallen Vegeta. ~~Oh Kuso, we are in for it now!~~ Her eyes closed for a second as her hand came to rub them in mute resignation. Who needed to worry about the Androids with Vegeta around?
Many of the guests visibly paled and left at this point, sensing that trouble was afoot. Dina and Ursula both squinted their eyes shut and cringed, staying close to their respective Z Senshi partners. Monique turned her head to her husbands chest, as Jason held her protectively.
Vegeta turned to Goku and bellowed, "You CHIKUSHOUME! THAT IS IT! We end this NOW!"
Goku looked rather confused, and laughed a bit, " Uh Vegeta? What is wrong? You just had a little tumble is all. Really! Beginners have that alot!"
The Saiyan Prince turned a deep shade of violet-red, "BEGINNER! I am NOT a third-rate imbecile like you! It ends NOW Kakkarot! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A MATCH! WINNER MUST KNEEL BEFORE THE LOSER AND ANNOUNCE BEFORE ALL THAT THE OTHER IS THE GREATEST WARRIOR!"
Bulma, however, had a different idea, "SHUT YOUR TRAP, BAKA! YOU ARE RUINING MY PARTY, KETSUNOANA!"
Goku merely grinned slightly, "But Vegeta, it was just a fall! Look, maybe we can just go spar later, ne?"
The Ouji turned an even deeper shade of rage, "YOU KUSOTARRE! I WILL NOT BE LAUGHED AT OR MADE A FOOL OF IN FRONT OF THESE WORTHLESS HUMANS! " Vegeta spat on the ground and glared at Goku. With a hateful sneer he exclaimed, "Get out here NOW or I WILL blast them ALL!"
~~Damn it Vegeta, can't you let this go!?~~ Bulma projected this thought as she looked at the scowling Prince. ~~No, I suppose you can't, since you are a barbarian.~~ "Goku, you might as well settle this------he is going to make us all miserable unless you do, and I don't have so many employees or friends to spare to have them used as target practice. I tell you what; both of you go and have this 'skate off'. The one who can go the fastest and the longest without falling or tripping is declared best. The loser does menial chores for the winner as a 'slave' for a week!" Bulma knew that if Goku won, she could easily send Chi-Chi on a shopping spree to settle the challenge. Chi-Chi was really possessive of her role as a housemate, and didn't like Vegeta at all-------- but who didn't love shopping? "Deal? Or are either of you scared?"
Goku merely looked puzzled, "Sounds fine to me Bulma, if it's okay with Chi-Chi. The latter merely grumbled and nodded her head. Anything to send Vegeta packing and away from them was improvement. Goku left no doubt in her mind that he could win.
Vegeta merely growled," I am NEVER scared, baka onna! Bring it on!!!
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The same music as before struck up again, with its driving beat and steady rhythm. Both Saiyans started with ease as they made their way around the polished, wooden floor. When they rounded the first bend, both seemed even, skating at what would have considered an impossible rate by human standards. Their bodies blurred as they continued.
Vegeta crouched a bit, lowering the wind resistance that could hamper his speed, all the while pacing his feet and walking like a man on water. Goku, being the taller of the two, used powerful sideways strides; bent knees and hips slightly thrust back to help him gain distance. Each seemed vastly different in style and expertise, yet both mastered the moves of agility and speed. There seemed like there was no end in sight.
Goku pulled slightly ahead. In the crowd Chi-chi jumped up and down cheering him to victory. Several nervous giggles and wild looks were on the face of the spectators, knowing that if Goku should win, it could spell disaster. Bulma could only groan under her breath, ~~Vegeta, for Kami sake, please reconsider this.~~ But she knew it wouldn't do any good. The Saiyan no Ouji was not about to take any slight nor any defeat, no matter how small, lying down or left unanswered.
Around the next turn, Vegeta inched past. In the crowds Chi-Chi was bellowing, "Goku! Speed up NOW!" Goku whipped his head around hearing her voice, thinking perhaps he was needed, which proved a big mistake.
It was at that moment Goku tripped and skidded to the floor.
The crowd of mainly the remaining Z Senshi, and their partners, fell hush.
Vegeta swung around the curve and back to the fallen Saiyan, " Well, well, Kakkarot. What have we here?" He cackled a rather sinister laugh. Before he could get much further, however, Bulma skated out to the two Saiyans and was about to stick her two cents in when the sounds of loud firecrackers were heard to go off outside.
"Hey Everybody! It's Midnight! Happy New Years!!!" Danny shouted from the sound booth. All the other guests, completely forgetting what just happened, started throwing confetti and swinging noisemakers! Shouts of 'Happy New Years!' could be heard everywhere.
People began kissing their significant others, and the Z Senshi were no exception! Bulma, however, was off saying farewell to departing guests. It didn't help that Vegeta had ruined everything for her.
~~Damn him! He KNEW how much I wanted this to be just right! ~~ But love had a way of making Vegeta more tolerable; but only barely.
In a far corner, Vegeta sulked. He was denied the ultimate satisfaction by stupid humans, and an insignificant moment in Time! ~~Shimata! ~~ This wasn't over yet! But his thoughts were diffusing quickly as he watched couples kissing, greeting the New Year with desire. He wanted his Mate. He wanted her NOW. Oh, to be sure she was probably upset, but that never stopped him. What did he care? She was his Mate and that was that-----He could do what he pleased.
It was about an hour later, and everyone had left. "Hey, Ms. Briefs! You want me to do the sound system lock down now or wait 'til after New Years?" Danny queried.
"Oh, just leave it Dan. You can come back day after tomorrow and do the regular systems check/ lock down. I kinda want to play a few tunes for myself anyway. Thanks for a great job! Happy New Year!" Bulma replied.
"You bet, Ms. Briefs. Happy New Year to you too!" and with that Danny left for home.
Bulma skated over to the sound booth and sat down on the soft swivel chair. ~~Now to unwind!~~ She crossed her shapely legs and leaned over to the control panel to look at the new music Danny had brought. ~~Hmmm, here is a favorite oldie~~ she thought, and with that popped in the song. ~~A good slow turn on the floor will help me relax!~~
Bulma advanced out onto the polished wooden floor, and began with languid strokes with shapely legs at the beginning chords. The haunting melody tugged at her heart as well as her feet, causing her to move like a will-o-wisp in a nighttime breeze.
You saw me standing by the wall, corner of a main street
And the lights are flashing on your windowsill
All alone ain't much fun so you're looking for the thrill
And you know just what it takes and where to go.
Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
Feel the breeze deep on the inside look down into the well
If you can you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance (like all dreamers can't find another way.)
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day.
She arched her arms overhead, moving them back down gradually to her sides in the motions of a swan with soft wings. As she rounded the bend, she switched the positioning of her body to skate backwards, causing the opaline gauze skirt to plaster up against her back by the wind force.
Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after....
Vegeta advanced from the shadows of the room, and closely watched his Mate. For a Human, Bulma was the most annoying, loud-mouthed, crabby jajuma that ever existed. She would have been a perfect Saiyan. She was an adequate Mate, for a Prince, he reasoned. Her body was infinitely graceful, and it never ceased to amaze him how uncontrolled he felt around her.
Pretty looking road I try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why I'll keep my promise - melt the ice
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
But fear is in your soul,
Some people call it a one-night stand, but we can call it paradise
Don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
No don't say a prayer for me now.
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Do do do do do, do-do-do do do do do do
Save a prayer 'til the morning after...
Save a prayer 'til the morning after...
Save a prayer 'til the morning after,
Save a prayer 'til the morning after...
Bulma finished in a graceful gliding halt. Within seconds a strong set of muscular arms encircled her tiny waist. "Kieri, onna," he whispered heatedly in her ear. She shuddered at the electric feeling he sent through her body.
"I'm still angry, Vegeta. You ruined the entire party!" she breathed. Her eyes were closed and her head leaned back against his shoulder as he crushed Bulma close.
"Then let's see how I can fix that," he smirked. Vegeta nibbled on her soft ear lobe, and then drew it into his mouth for a tender, suctioning kiss. He moved warm lips down behind her ear, down-----down the soft skin to the well of her neck. Growling under his breath, he continued with those little savage bites and passionate kisses, fueled by her moans.
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