Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Days of Their Lives ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

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Days of Their Lives

By Veggie-girl

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" Why?" Bulma asked puzzled. He might look innocent, but Bulma got a wierd vibe around him. Why would Yamcha bring over a hot guy to accompany them on a date? Especially one that looked way better than him?

"Well babe, he's a good friend of mine, and I wanted you two to get to know eachother. Is that okay with you?" Yamcha said with his expert smile. Bulma still wasn't sure. Arsenio extended his hand to her. Bulma placed her hand in his and watched him kiss the back of her hand.

" PLeasure to meet you Miss Briefs," He said as he looked up from her hand. Bulma blushed crimsom.

" Call me Bulma, " she giggled. She wasn't used to such formal intimacy. She found it rather refreshing.

Bulma turned her head to Yamcha. She was surprised to see a saticfied look on his face. Bulma was confused by this, where was his usual jealousy and anger when she talked to another man so familarly? She lend up to give him his usual kiss on the cheek, but he turned and kissed her right on the mouth. She stayed there for a minute in surprice, then pulled away. She didn't say anything to him because they had company, but when she got him alone, she was going to tell him she didn't want such intimate kisses from him yet. Of course she wouldn't tell him the reason was that she didn't like his rank breath, or the grimmy feel of his tongue, which she'd had the unfortionate displeasure of feeling once he'd tried to kiss her before.

She turned to Arsenio, " Excuse my attire, I'll go get dressed now. I'll be down in 10 minutes." And she turned around and scampered upstairs.

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" Did you see her face when you kissed her?" Arsenio said as he burst into laughter. " You don't kiss her very often, do you?"

" Of course I do," Yamcha lied, " I kiss her all the time, It's just, uh.. we usually don't kiss in front of others." After telling this lie, Yamcha turned serious.

" She wasn't exactly looking at you with great pleasure either. Were you leering at her?"

" Of course not. I told you I wouldn't mess up. You need to have more trust in me 'friend' " Arsenio emphthized the word friend to give it more meaning to his cause.

" I trust you, about as much as I would trust anybody. I just have to have this. Bulma's a virgin, and I want to be the one to bloody her up a little. You can have her ' after' I've had what I'm breaking the law for. Bulma's a weakling. Not like us. Hell your not even human. She won't tell on us. She'll be to afraid."

" We might have to kill her." Arsenio said thoughtfully, grinning hugely at the prospect, " If you get to fuck her first I get to cut her first."

" We'll see, but Goku will know who did it, he can smell just like you and.....oh wait, here she comes." Yamcha said in a hushed tone.

Bulma walked down in a phat new out fit on. She was in her new short shorts cut offs and a cross tied tube top. Her 6 in heels brought her up to Yamcha's eye brows and Arsenio's nose. The shorts were black with metallic seams, and the top was metallic silver. Her shoes were black with a silver butterfly on the open toe.

Her hair was pulled back. She had silver eye liner on and black mascara. Her lips were coated with a glossy light colored lipstick that finished it all off. In other words, she looked ready to go clubbin'. Even Arsenio was drooling, but he quickly covered that up with a disgrunted look. Yamcha cleared his throught.

" Are you ready to go? " Yamcha said in a strained voice. Arsenio looked over at him. He could smell Yamcha's arousal. He couldn't blame him. He was glad humans didn't have his sense of smell. That would be humiliating from these pathetic humans to be able to smell his arousal.

" Yeah, what club are we going to, anyway?" Bulma asked.

" Cat Daddy's," Yaamcha said, " Brand new, just opened. Lets go."

" Alright, let's go." And she walked out the door.

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Vegeta waited til he heard Bulma close the front door before he opened his eyes. He had awaken upon hearing the doorbell, but had kept his eyes closed. Bulma left his run and had went down stairs. With his heightened Saiyan hearing and smell, he knew it was two males. Yamcha and someone else. They talked awile then Bulma came back upstairs. She had looked in on him before she went to her room. He could have swore he'd heard her mumble that she wished he would get better faster because she missed his bitching. She was quite contrary. He decided to put her out of his mind for awhile he got some food. But he couldn't quite get something out of his mind.

Why did he sense another Saiyan?

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REVIEW!!!!! Next chapter is Bulma's date. Will Bulma get home safely? Or while she come home less than she was? Next chapter by Monday or Tuesday.

~Veggie-girl~