Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bulma's Tail ❯ Aftermath ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter 9

Aftermath

Bulma blearily awoke from the greatest dream she'd ever had. She had dreamt she'd had sex with Vegeta. She stretched out trying to get her muscles to work. It was then that she felt the warmth. Her tail had a large round water bottle. She looked over to see what her tail had attached itself to.

There was a naked Vegeta in her bed. "Oh gods it was real!" She said springing up out of bed. She had a dull ache between her legs, it was real.

Vegeta was leaning back on his side watching her. His hand gently resting on his smug face. "Do you know you snore?" He said casually.

"Oh, good morning to you too." Bulma huffed wrapping a blanket around her. She didn't feel like being stared at the moment. She had a quick glance at the clock.

"Crap Vegeta it's 11:30 why didn't you wake me?"

"I wanted to see how long it took till your lungs burst from the sounds you created."

"Jerk." Bulma growled and rose for a shower. "You're rubbish at pillow talk. How about telling me how irresistible I was. That you can't believe I was a virgin. You know stuff to make me want to do it with you again." She crossed her arms and glared at Vegeta.

He still had that amused look on his face. "Now that is a shame." He said smirking. "I had been hoping on prolonging your agony till you submitted to me, begging for your climax. To be ravaged until every ounce of your being couldn't resist. . . need I go on?"

Bulma wiped a small dribble from her mouth. * Damn he's sexy when he wants to be.* She began backing away from the smoldering glare. "Later." She whispered her small resistance. Stepping into the small shower cubical cursing all sexy Saiyans. She had wash herself, hoping to lose whatever spell she was now under. As the hot water pattered down on her head realisation dawned.

Doing it twice with Vegeta was not going to be enough. She severely doubted twenty times would be enough to fully satisfy her. She wanted a lifetime with the arrogant prince. *Yes it's still Vegeta.* He'd killed so many, but last night he had been so tender with her. Even if he never hugged her. She knew deep down he could redeem himself. She just had to get him to open his heart. It might take a whole lifetime and she doubted he would ever be able to say those words, 'I love you'.

It was then the Saiyan marriage resurfaced in her head. Forever and completely permanent. There was no divorce and according to the research it continued past death. She leaned her head against the wall. It was a big decision though she couldn't help smiling from ear to ear. He was perfect for her. He was smart, arrogant, bull-headed, just like her. Vegeta wasn't scared of her like Yamcha was. He didn't back down from her.

She could always trick him into getting married. Then even if he didn't love her he'd have to stay. No more space trips, no more disappearing. An evil smile graced her lips.

"Woman, what's taking so long. I'm hungry." Vegeta yelled from the bedroom.

Bulma shook her self back to reality. Her life wouldn't be easy. Chi-chi managed to trick Goku but then he wasn't that bright. Vegeta was intelligent as her and just as sharp. He would need a lot of research and planning.

As Bulma exited the cubical she had a devious smile on her face. "Sure Vegeta, whatever." She casually tossed him a capsule from her pile. "I packed a pre-made breakfast."

She left him to it wanting to get dressed and formulate her plan. Vegeta (who was still naked), sat down at the small breakfast bar. He made a quick glance at Bulma dressing herself. He wasn't going to admit he had just watched her all night. He just couldn't understand what was going on in his head. He didn't want the woman to make her wish. His pride couldn't allow him to say it to her face.

Bulma opened her trusty laptop. She still had her hard drive filled with Kold's translated data. There had been a file on Saiyan mating rituals. She hadn't seen its importance until now. Vegeta stomped towards her still nude. Bulma repressed any girly squeals.

"What?" She snapped instead. Trying to think angry not lustful.

"It won't open." He handed her the capsule like a little kid. Bulma unstuck the small button. Throwing it towards the table it popped open. A large mass of food appeared.

"I bet you just wanted to get close to me." She smiled looking up to Vegeta. Who just turned sharply, grunting a response. "Why thank you Bulma." Bulma said to herself a cutsy girl look on her face. "That's all right my dear Prince. 'Bulma, you are an angel from the heavens. I would die if anything happened to you." She had an imaginary conversation between her and Vegeta.

"Quit putting me off my food." Snarled Vegeta.

"Idiot." Bulma stuck out her tongue. Looking back at the computer she found the file.

It read : The Saiyain male when finding a mate tests the female in various ways. He will fight with her, taunt her and even try seducing her. If she is deemed acceptable an offering of a killed beast is made. The female then has a choice of rejecting the offering and the male. Or she can accept it and then eat the kill with the male. The male saiyan will then suggest a sexual coupling. This is the final test of suitability. The courtship at this point can end or continue depending on how compatible they were. The male shall mark his female by biting her neck. Claiming her as his own. From then on they are officially married by Saiyan law.

Bulma had paled a little. The sneak had already started the ritual. Anger began rising in her. She glanced at the nude Vegeta. Oblivious to the steam that was coming out of her ears. He had planned all along to get her secretly married to him. Then she would be stuck with him forever.

She quickly checked her neck for bite marks. She was clean.. for now. It didn't matter to Bulma that only five minutes ago she was planning the same thing. It irritated her that Vegeta was being the sneaky one first.

She didn't care if she was being hypocritical. Bulma Briefs was a woman that liked taking control. She decided to face the problem head on. She would confront Vegeta now.

"You son of a bitch Vegeta." She fumed standing up. Her tail held high, the fur bristling.

Vegeta just cocked his head. He wasn't sure what he had done. So he decided to act cool and let her rant. "How did you come to that conclusion." He said.

"You nearly got us married last night Jerk." She shook her fists at him. She was too angry to realise she'd have to explain how she knew this.

"No I didn't." Vegeta tried to stay stone face but he was too surprised.

"Yes you did. If you had bitten me I'd have been stuck with you." Bulma whined.

* Shit busted.* "How do you know of Saiyan tradition?" He asked her.

Bulma paused a little. *Shit I'm busted.* She thought to herself.

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Authors Note: Oh how evil I am, lol. Another cliffhanger! So join me next chapter as Bulma has to explain herself. Finally giving Vegeta the full truth. Are these two ever going to stop trying to plot and plan and just get it on? Will Bulma keep her tail? Will they stop being so stubborn? When will I get Vegeta dressed? Will I ever end a chapter without a cliff hanger?