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Cry Chapter 8

 

A/N: Hey everyone!!! I found out that on my first three college exams I got A's so to reward myself for this I am going to write another chapter! Sorry for not being able to update as often as I would like to, but with all the studying, classes and personal life, I don't really have a lot of time on my hands. Also, it seems that the story is visited a lot more than reviews are coming in. I don't know whether this is because some reviewers like to reread the story (I do that! LOL so if I have reviewed your story, I have probably read it a few times), or some people just aren't reviewing. What's really insane is that the story on NairobiDawn has a LOT more hits than on AirForceArmygurl, and that one has a LOT more reviews. I finally remembered my password and am deleting my
AirForceArmygurl account, so for anyone who had a review on there, thanks but it's a little weird having two copies of the same story! Anyway, I hate to badger…but I just would like to receive a little more input. I do thank all my reviewers; you all have been with me since the repost and some ever since the beginning. Y'all are great!

 

Oh, also it is important to tell you that the GR is outside in that little space capsule still. You know what I mean??? It's that crazy-looking thing that blew up once in the Trunks' Saga. Alright, on to the story!

 

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Within a few hours after breakfast had ended, Bulma decided to go home and face the music. She was still confused about how she felt about Vegeta, but she decided that it was best to have a face-to-face conversation with him about some more `ground rules' that would have to be in order for her to be able to consciously work on his new `gift.'

 

As the cool wind blew through her hair on the crisp September morning, Bulma knew she would have to work fast, if not only for her sanity, but for the invention's usefulness. “I just hope it's good enough for him,” Bulma said to herself as she pulled into the Capsule garage.

 

“Alright, mister smarty pants…” Bulma said to herself as she headed to the kitchen. It was almost lunch, so Vegeta should be showing up any moment now. “Wow mom. That smells great! What are you making?” Bulma asked leaning to stare over her mother's shoulder.

 

“Well dear, I am making Panae a la vodka (A/N: not sure if that's spelled right), Rotisserie Chicken, Fresh garden salad - made especially from our garden - lasagna, and a little bit of Italian meatballs, you know how much Vegeta likes his meat!” With that Mrs. Briefs laughed hysterically. Bulma's mother never failed to embarrass her with her nonsense. `How in the world did she ever become my mother?!' Bulma tried not to think about how her parent's got together, it seemed just too disgusting.

 

At that moment Vegeta decided to march in. “Oh Vegeta, are you ready for lunch?” Mrs. Briefs in that sickeningly sweet voice she always used. Vegeta just “hmphed” and sat down at the table.

 

“Okay you guys, I am going to put this food right here and let you two lovebirds chit chat, okay kids?” Mrs. Briefs laughed at Bulma's stricken face as she left the food and trotted off to wherever her husband might be at that particular moment. Vegeta gaped at Bulma as she sat down on the opposite side of the table. `Is she no longer afraid of me? Did she tell Kakarrot anything? Why does she look so smug? I think I am going to have to teach her another little lesson after we eat. She needs a little more education. “Well Vegeta, are you just going to stare at me all day like I just achieved super saiyan or are you going to eat something,” Bulma said irritably.

 

Vegeta looked taken aback, but he quickly returned to smirking. “I see someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. That's too bad, if you were in my bed you wouldn't have had that problem,” he chuckled darkly as he started piling some food on his plate.

 

Bulma scowled. “Oh fuck off, you perv,” as she started putting some much smaller portions on her own plate. `Well well, it looks like the woman has finally gained some of her fighting spirit back, good job. I like it when she's angry.' “Now Bulma, you wouldn't want me to get upset, would you?” Vegeta whispered sternly.

 

Although she was a little surprised at the use of her name, Bulma promptly ignored him and continued with her meal. `What??? Now the woman decides to disregard me completely??? Oh no, you will learn a lesson little one, right here and right now. No one snubs the Prince of all Saiyans!!!'

 

Vegeta stood up almost knocking the whole table down. He was about to lunge at Bulma, but she stopped him with one simple sentence. “Sit down Vegeta.” Bulma calmly ordered. Vegeta balked at the thought of it. `No one tells me what to do!' Vegeta contemplated angrily as he roughly threw from the chair and up against the kitchen counter.

 

Vegeta stepped back and watched her gain her footing. “I wouldn't do this if I were you,” Bulma said a little more loudly than she intended as she stood up straight. `Good, I scared her,' Vegeta thought proudly as she trembled lightly. “And why not, Bulma? I am obviously the dominant person here. I have the strategic advantage of not only being physically stronger, but mentally as well.” Vegeta smirked lightly at his last phrase. Oh how he enjoyed their verbal spars, but he also needed to remind her of her place.

 

Vegeta started walking towards her slowly, letting her fear rise to its pinnacle. “Vegeta, you cannot hurt me.” Vegeta stopped dead in his tracks. With a renewed sense of tranquility, Bulma started walking toward him, stopping just inches from him. “You know you can't,” her voice tickled his chin. “You know I have a gift in mind for you, Vegeta, and I think you will like it very much. However, if you would like me to make it for you and continue to live in the luxury I have provided, then you will not touch me until the 11th of October, which is when our month's deal is to end. If at that time, the GR and special gift is not complete, then you may `beckon' me as you so `sweetly' spoke last night. However, today is September 12, so I think that is quite out of the question at the moment, hmm?”

 

Vegeta glared at her. `I cannot believe that conniving bitch got the best of me! She is just an earthling!! Why in the universe did I allow myself to lust after her as I have!! I need to be away from her.'

 

Bulma inwardly laughed. Vegeta was actually thinking, it was something she had never seen him do before. `Actually, he looks really cute….ahh!! I did not just think that about him!!!' Bulma immediately made a more stoic face. `I have to play serious; this is a game that I do NOT intend to lose. It just might cost me my sanity, no matter who wins.'

 

“Okay woman, I will not touch you again until October 11th, which will be the first of many, many pleasurable nights for me, and perhaps for you. Although the real question remains to be answered: do you think you can resist me that long?” With that Vegeta backed off, all the while wearing that ridiculous smirk that he seemed to reserve only for her nowadays.

 

`Okay Bulma, what the hell was that?' Her thoughts were in a flurry. Vegeta suspected her indecision. If Vegeta had called her bluff and started making moves on her, she didn't know what she would have done. `This is terrible,' Bulma thought to herself. `I can't think about him like this…it's not right. He murdered millions, seriously considered raping me, emotionally scarred me, I can't be…' Bulma stopped her thoughts

 

`No, I will not be with him. It simply will not happen, he can kiss that thought goodbye.' With that last reflection, Bulma started off to the lab, where many of her precious hours would be spent until October 11th.'

 

 

(A/N: haha…you thought I would end it there. But wait, there's more…)

 

Vegeta stalked off to his GR. `What is with this earth weather, why is it much cooler than it was previously,' Vegeta thought to himself as he ventured across the Capsule Corps Yard. Then he remembered something he had vaguely heard Bulma explain when he first came to stay here. “And this is the GR, oh which doesn't have heating installed yet, but that's okay because we have a good 5 months or so before winter approaches…” Oh yes, that was it. Earth had climate changes that occurred in rotations, Bulma had called them “seasons.”

 

“Whatever,” Vegeta said to himself gruffly. He had to control his urges, for he still hadn't told Bulma his master plan, and he didn't need to. He hadn't even figured out for himself what it was he really wanted with her. Sure, she was incredibly attractive, even a man as arrogant as himself could admit to that. But to mate with her??? Vegeta didn't think he needed anyone to hold him down, not from his dreams. `Super Saiyan is of utmost top priority right now, but to play with her for a while would most certainly be very amusing indeed. I will have to play my cards just right.' Vegeta thought sadistically as he entered his precious GR. “Yes, it will be a welcome relief from this unending monotony, to mess with her, screw with her head. Oh this will be fun little woman.”

 

With that, Vegeta started up the GR at 300x Earth's gravity and immediately began his training. “Soon Bulma, you will know what it is like to be completely and totally humiliated. You always wanted to know me, well you will know!!!” The question was, would she survive it?

 

A/N: This chapter took me a long time to write. I hope you all like it. If you would like to share your theories of Bulma and Vegeta, I have a forum where you can post questions or share any of your thoughts about them at all. Also, please review!!! It is absolutely ridiculous to have over 2000 hits and only 35 reviews, from mostly the same people each chapter. Do you know how disheartening that is each chapter??? So, time for a little female ranting, oh how emotional we are. Anyway, I have to thank my peeps!!!! *little yellow bunny-shaped marshmallows jump up in a row*

 

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