Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bulma's Tail ❯ The reunion! ( Chapter 18 )

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Chapter 18

The reunion

Vegeta's space pod entered the Earth's atmosphere. He watched tensely while the blue green orb came nearer. The colours reminded him of 'her' and his feelings. He inwardly growled. He would have to face 'her' again. She would NEVER learn of his feelings. Emotions were still to be considered a weakness. Even if they were the key to his transformation. He hit the auto-pilot that was set to return to Capsule Corps. The half sphere building started getting closer. He crossed his arms and waited. * The woman will naturally forgive me. This absence will have made her see how much she needs me. It will be so easy to seduce her again. She will be putty in my hands.* Vegeta chuckled to himself.

His arrogance reasserting itself. The space trip home and the knowledge that he was super saiyan had clouded his judgment slightly. He had forgotten exactly how stubborn Bulma was.

As the pod landed Mrs. Briefs rushed to welcome Vegeta home. He frowned at her babble. It had only been three months. The blonde woman seemed to want to update the past three years.

"I'm so glad you're back Mr Vegeta. It has been too quiet without you. My roses have bloomed marvelously you missed that....."

Vegeta kept walking to his room.

"... and Yamcha has been visiting a few times...." Mrs Briefs still chatted away chasing after him.

This got a grunt, but he still kept walking to his goal.

"... Bulma's been throwing herself into her work. So has Teddi, the capsule car project is...."

SLAM! Vegeta reaches his room shuts his door.

"Oh, well I'll go tell Bulma you're back then. She's got quite a bit of news. What with her tail suddenly growing back and...." The door opened again with a wide eyed Vegeta.

"Her tail is back?!" He yelled.

"Yes, it came back a month ago..." Mrs. Briefs couldn't finish her sentence. Vegeta had rushed away to the laboratories. "Ah, young love." Mrs. Briefs sighed. "Just wait till he hears the other news." She began to giggle as the shocked face of Vegeta replayed in her head. *If only I had my camera.*

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Bulma was swinging on her beloved tail. In her laboratory she had installed some beams to support her weight. She was working on a small car engine. The smallest her company had made.

"WOMAN!" There was a familiar voice bellowing his war cry. Bulma's heart leapt into her throat. Her tail uncurled from the beam and she fell. Her forehead hit the table and she landed on her back.

"For fuck's sake Vegeta, when are you gonna stop with this crap." She shouted and cursed as he entered.

Vegeta stood at the door watching her, absorbing every detail. Bulma was raving and throwing her fist while her hand clung to her bumped head. Her tail lashed around like an angry cat. Her eyes flaming the blue fire, he had missed everything.

*No, I must keep my feelings in check. She will come to me.* He leaned against the door frame; crossing his arm and smirked.

Bulma smirked back. *I know he loves me but he doesn't know I know.*

She crossed her arms and tried not to laugh. "Finally got over your tantrum." She said.

Vegeta cocked his head. "You were just having one so it takes one to know one."

Bulma smiled at him. *I don't think I'll tell him my wish. He's just far too arrogant.*

"What is it. Have I got a huge spot on my nose?" He sneered. She had went from angry to serenely happy in seconds. Even with her normal mood swings she was setting records.

"Vegeta I've got some news." Bulma said sweetly.

"You made a new tail, congratulations." He turned his back on her. *Got to stay calm. I won't give into my emotions.*

"Vegeta, you noticed, I'm flattered." Bulma cooed. "That wasn't the news I was going to tell you. I wouldn't insult your observational skills."

Vegeta humphed. This situation hadn't gone as he planned. Bulma should have thrown herself at him by now. Bulma was eyeing him up. She was finding it hard to restrain herself. His muscles had grown slightly, more definition.

She caught a glance from Vegeta who smirked at her. *Hah, she is crumbling to my very charms.* Vegeta thought as he saw her admiring look.

Bulma turned her eyes to the floor. *Okay, hit him with the news. That should wipe the arrogant smirk off his face.*

"If you think I'm going to fall into your arms you've got another thing coming." Bulma snarled.

"Another thing coming? Just what kind of thing did you have in mind?" Vegeta's smirk widened.

"I just wanted to tell you I'm pregnant." Bulma said calmly. Vegeta's eyes bulged out and the two veins on his head started throbbing.

"PREGNANT! I'll kill that son of a bitch." He started to storm out. Bulma managed to grab his arm and dragged along for the ride.

"You can't kill yourself idiot." Bulma cried wrapping herself on his arm.

"Kill myself?" He paused in his tirade. "It isn't the fools baby?" He had remembered Mrs. Briefs mentioning Yamcha being around. He had just jumped to a conclusion. Bulma shook her head.

"No it's a very arrogant and annoying Saiyan." She let go of his arm, confident he wouldn't fly off in a murder spree.

"I'm not looking after it." He crossed his arms and glared at Bulma.

"I don't want you to look after it." Bulma huffed glaring back. "It's my child and I'm bringing him or her up as a Briefs."

"It is still my heir. It will just get soft with your interference." Vegeta said.

"It's my heir too." Bulma locked eyes with him. "It will be brought up human."

"It's still a saiyan." Vegeta stared back determined not to back down.

"Correction half saiyan, there's still a human half to consider." Bulma kept her eyes clear. She was not going to blink and give in.

"The child will be corrupted by your softness."

"Funny I thought you liked my softness." Bulma smirked as she saw Vegeta's eye twitch.

"It will become a warrior. I shall train it when it comes of age." Vegeta decided to change tact slightly.

"I still want to look after him or her. No training till it's five." Bulma said, compromising seemed the only way.

"Very well....shake." Vegeta held out his hand.

Bulma eyed it cautiously. The last time... *I'm sure he won't try anything again.* "Okay it's an agreement, no backing out. You will have to be it's father." She clasped his hand and gave it a quick shake. Bulma tried pulling her hand away. Vegeta held it firm. "Vegeta...let go." Bulma whined, it was harder to resist him with actual contact.

"Why?" He had pulled her close to him. Their noses almost touching.

"I...I have things to do." Bulma stuttered. His breath was so close. He still stank from his long journey. Somehow the intense male smell wasn't helping.

"More things? What things could be more interesting than me?" He said while smelling her. She had a faint smell of sweat and oil. For Vegeta it was like Bulma's own brand of perfume. Bulma tried wiggling free. She wanted to be in more control. It was this type of seduction that had gotten her pregnant.

"You smell like a sweaty pig." Bulma complained though she had stopped struggling.

"Then I'll consider this your punishment." Vegeta said. "Making an important wish without your mate by your side."

Bulma gave him a side ways look. "I just happen to be pregnant with your baby. You're not my mate."

"Well I say you're going to be." Vegeta said with a smirk.

"Is that a royal declaration?" Bulma asked sarcastically though she had a big grin on her face. Vegeta bent down and bit her neck. Bulma's knees crumbled and she leaned into the embrace.

"There see I accept your proposal, now let me get my shower." He let her go making her spin and fall on the floor. Bulma gasped as she felt a small sting of pain from the bite. She checked her neck for blood, just in case, but it was clean.

*Damn more waiting. I could always confront him when he comes out of the shower.* As Bulma watched the strutting Vegeta heading for his room. The more she thought of the plan. That pouncing on a wet and clean Vegeta as a good idea.

*Okay, operation seduce the Saiyan. Three months is a long time for a girl.* She thought slyly making her way back to the house.

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Authors Note: That's right Lemon next. I would have fitted it in here but I wanted it to be quite long. I like my chapters short, helps me proof read and check for errors.

*Mz D hears a faint sound of protest.*

Chibi Vegeta: "I don' wanna lemon." *Strains against the chains.*

Mz D: "You don't have an option Chibi Vegeta."

Chibi Vegeta: "I'm gonna hold my breath till I die."

*Mz D ponders this for a second.*

Mz D: "No, Chibi Vegeta you're not." * Gets out small box and places it next to the munchkin*

Chibi Vegeta: "Wazzat?" *The box bursts open and a rapid ferret attacks.*

Chibi Vegeta: "AAHHHH!!" * Runs away, his little legs sticking out of the chains.*

Mz D: "Ahh, I'll have some peace to write the next chapter."