Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball Infinity ❯ Chapter Three: The Game ( Chapter 3 )

"Vegeta?" Chichi leaned forward over the table she was sitting beside, "You think she's in love with Vegeta? Are you feeling a bit insane at all right now?"

Bulma waved her off, smirking, "I'm quite sane, thank you."

"But it's Vegeta. You know. Veg-head? Vegetable breath? Prince Vegetable? The unbelievable stuck up ass that's living with you?"

"I know," Bulma set her tea cup down with a hard clink, "but Gokuu-chan looked so cute talking about Vegeta like that."

"About Vegeta?"

Seemingly ignoring her, she continued, "You could just feel the oozy good love coming out of her."

"For Vegeta?"

Her blue eyes turned on her, attempting to pin her to her chair, "She-was-so-cute. It was like some kind of quirky little fairy tale with a Prince Charming except he's a Prince of the Vegetable Garden with a gardening hoe for a scepter."

"Aw!" Chichi's eyes sparkled before the shimmer died slightly, "But still. It's Vegeta we're talking about here. She'll be heartbroken when he remains as an asshole, and ignores her."

Thinking aloud, Bulma picked her tea back up, "Maybe she could change him for the better."

"You know," she began, "Son-chan might not even know that’s she’s fallen. Maybe we could help her catch that man."

"... Just how does one catch a Saiyajin anyway?”

"Food probably," the dark-haired beauty snorted lightly. "He must have a big appetite like Son-chan, right?"

"Yeah ... but he's more refined about it. Not so ... 'gimme, gimme' like Gokuu-chan. I don't think that food'll do it for him like it would for her."

Chichi tapped her cheek, and then smiled, "He trains non-stop, doesn't he? Maybe we can put them in some 'play-dates' for the two of them to get dirty together."

"Gokuu-chan's pretending not to fight anymore though ..." a lip was chewed momentarily before genius-mode kicked in, "Oh, I got it."

"You want me to what?”

The blue banshee smiled back at Vegeta over her shoulder as she opened her lab door, "It's a new training machine - the gist of it is this. You get to run around in a virtual reality world, and the higher level you get, the stronger you become. You can even choose what kind of world you want to train in. It supplies you with already made missions and everything that you basically need!"

A glance around the room told Vegeta that he was still pretty unsure of the whole thing - especially when he spotted Kakarotto sitting on some chair with black mask-like goggles on her head. Was she sleeping? "So it's just a fancy new way to train."

"Pretty much."

"So why should I deal with it? I bet my Gravity Room works better."

"This virtual reality makes your start at Level 1. You're weaker there than in the body you wear now."

"Why the hell would I want that?"

"Oh, don't put your panties in a twist." Vegeta grunted, but Bulma continued over him, "You start at Level 1 because then the virtual reality can actually shape around you, and discover what can actually test your limits."

"Interesting ..." he found his eyes trailing over to Kakarotto in her goggles wearing a beige blouse, and a dark green skirt that let her tail be shown. "So why's Kakarotto here? She no longer fights." The pang in his chest returned again at the thought, and a moment went by without his heartbeat, and his stirring breath.

The thought should have sickened him instead of saddened him, but the entire thing had not quite sunken in just yet – or rather, it had, but he was still trying to refuse the ludicrous notion. A Saiyajin that does not fight? Vegeta clenched his fists into hard balls, and his fangs scraped against one another. The only thing good that had happened to him since that day was his ascension into Super Saiyajin, however, what was the point anymore if Kakarotto would not even defend herself against his assault?

The Chikyuujin laughed suddenly, bringing his mind to the present, "She's a better actress than she puts out, Vegeta."

His jaw tightened, "I see." So the little girl thought that she could just run away from me when she realized it was useless? Fat chance! I'm going to fight that little bitch, and win even if it's the last thing I do! "Hook me up already, you accursed siren! Stop wasting my time!"

The first thing that he felt upon putting on the black mask was a sudden detachment from his physical body, and being shoved into a new body which wasn't his before suddenly it was, and it had never felt more complete. Somewhat disoriented, Vegeta rubbed his eye with his palm, "The hell ...?"

White. Nothingness. There was just endless bright whiteness surrounding him.

"Vegeta?"

He stiffened, abruptly alert, and he looked up quickly, "Kaka-?" This is a nightmare!

The Saiyajin Prince was so totally unprepared for what he was about to see, he couldn't prevent the nosebleed. The sweet, innocent Kakarotto that Vegeta was accustomed to was decked out in a two-piece ensemble of black leather. Over her thighs were the gaps showing her skin.

This piece was only staying on her by way of laced leather straps switching back and forth. The same was for the piece covering her top except the gap went down her cleavage, showing the sides of those rounded globes - they were just barely over her nipples. It was tight-fitting, and showing off almost everything despite the fact that her full breasts, and more private parts were practically covered. Yet while it covered her 'modestly,' all it did for Vegeta was want to see the naked flesh of the form that it covered and framed so rightly.

She covered her mouth in shock, "Oh, Vegeta! You're bleeding! What's wrong?"

This is the best nightmare that I've ever had, he thought as he covered his nose, leaning forward so that he wouldn't choke on his own blood. Reluctantly, he looked away, gritting through fangs, "Clothes ... you need clothes on. Not that, Kakarotto."

"Huh?" He heard, and then, “Um, sorry? Computer! Class; ... Mage." There was an odd popping sound, and curious, he glanced over, seeing Kakarotto no longer wearing that dreadfully delicious outfit, but a long brown skirt, and a beige blouse with some dark blue cloth covering the torso beneath her breasts which was laced down the front. "Better?"

He nodded slowly, "Yeah ..." Why does this seem almost as bad though? ... Maybe because this outfit fits her form just as well! He had to admit that Kakarotto definitely wasn't a little girl any longer though. How old in the Chikyuu calendar had she been when he had first met her? She was only about twenty-four or so, and now ... Black eyes widened in disbelief, She's an adult female Saiyajin now! Shit!

Vegeta himself was thirty-three, and with Kakarotto twenty-eight, they were both fully grown adults. From then on, Vegeta had to be even more careful than he had been. Trying to touch her tail was a big no-no, and what with him already attempting at a grab at her, he was in deep shit.

I have to calm down, he thought to himself. Otherwise there'll be more than just the two of us, and ... and ... His mind went blank for a moment, More than ... Eyes looked at her again, No, bad thoughts.

Her own eyes widened, and for an instant he thought that she had figured out what was on his mind, but she ended up pointing at something dangling beside his leg, "Vegeta! Your tail!"

Someone hates me. Taking a hold of the tail that had indeed somehow been regenerated in this landscape, he gaped, I'll never get a break, will I? This can't get any worse.

"Ah!" Kakarotto waved her arm, "I almost forgot! Vegeta, I can't get out of here! I've been trying, and trying, but I just can't get out! ... Do you think you could be too?"

She felt more than heard his voice rage because suddenly, he was pressing up against her. He had grabbed her wrist, and was crushing it as he spoke, "What? You stupid, insignificant shite! I can't believe how you can just keep forgetting important information like this!" Behind him, Gokuu watched as his tail lashed, and then Vegeta was leaning in closer, forcing her to look up into his darkened coal eyes, abruptly raging with emotion, "And what's even more terrible than holding out on me is that you went and told a nasty lie."

"A - a lie?" She stuttered, trying to pull back, but his other hand dug into the small of her back, pressing them back together, hips hard pressed against the other’s. Aren't I stronger? Why can't I get out of his arms? Is it the game? As her fingernails dug into the flesh of his arms, her eyes widened in astonishment when she realized that he was of the warrior class – just as she had been when she had first entered the game.

As his hand on her back tightened, his eyes flashed teal blue before becoming black one more, and his voice grew husky and deep, catching her immediate attention, "Yes, a nasty, dirty, little lie that you told me ... You won't fight anymore? Dear Kakarotto, you came back from the dead to fight. You shouldn't lie to me, Kakarotto." Their noses tapped, and she felt his hot breath on her lips, beginning to quiver as still she was unable to budge from him, "Never lie to me again."

"Vegeta ..." she whispered, but she never got to complete her thought because then it escaped her when his lips touched hers, and Gokuu's stomach flipped inside of her. Vegeta was not slow to lap at numbed lips, or to shove his tongue past her lips, breaking in harshly to press into her.

Unable to move at all, Gokuu was surprised to feel tears rise up, Vegeta, why? Are you that hurt? ... I never meant to ... With her eyes remaining open, she watched his own eyes flicker back and forth between black and teal, feeling her insides quiver. Dark brows furrowed angrily, Vegeta didn't stop. The male was unrelenting, sucking and biting down on her unresponsive mouth, I'm sorry, Vegeta, but ... If I can't enjoy my first kiss, - she winced as she tasted blood in her mouth at one bite - I'll make sure that you do.

One second all she could feel was Vegeta, and then the next she was dropped to the ground, tending to her bruised bottom, "Vegeta, what the hell’s the matter with you?"

Holding his mouth, Vegeta stared down at her with his chest heaving slowly and deeply, "Don't ... lie again. Don't lie to me."

I hope that no one's confused because for some reason, I feel pretty confused over this chapter, and that just might be a bad thing.

Anyway, the song belong to Disturbed, and I love it, but it always makes me think of Yu-Gi-Ou, but it doesn't fit a lot ... And I almost forgot. The song of the last chapter belongs to Jimmy Eat World. Oh, well, you people got the first kiss of Vegeta and Gokuu now, and ... what's with the bold? Well, I think you all already know why it's there, but hell, I don't care too much about that. What do you guys think of the new virtual reality training?

Heh, poor Veg-head ...