Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign ❯ Leavin’ on a Spaceship… ( Chapter 3 )

DragonBall V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign

Author's Note: I'm happy that I've been getting good reviews. J It's been quite a while since I've written anything but music lyrics, so I was afraid I had grown too rusty for my own good. As you can see by the title, the guys are leaving for space this chapter, but it's not till the end. I have to give a bit of spotlight to everyone here, or they won't let me play with them anymore. Hehe So, enjoy. It's not really a fluff chapter, it only thinks it is. Oh yeah, another lemon warning by the way. And a reply to a review: Bulma can't come with them to Namek, because the ship will have the gravity turned up with the gravity generator. Bulma would get squashed like a bug! But don't worry, there are plans for her while the boys are up in space.

Required Disclaimer: I don't own the DB franchise, I've never worked for them, I'm not making any money off this, and I'm dead sexxy baby! Read and enjoy.

Chapter 3: Leavin' on a Spaceship…

Goku slapped Krillin on the back and laughed loudly. "Wow, Krillin! You've really improved since we started training in the gravity room!" Goku said in praise of his friend's abilities.

Krillin chuckled and scratched the back of his head, a habit he had picked up from Goku over the years. He hoped that the ache of his muscles wasn't as apparent to the two Saiyan warriors as it was to him every time he moved. "Thanks, Goku. It took me a while to get accustomed to the higher gravity, but I'm working on it."

Vegeta snorted. "I still can't feel it, baldy. You're going to have to work harder. We've just barely brought it up to 10 times gravity. Kakkarot trained under that for months. I am eager to push my limits. Bah… damned runt!"

Krillin flashed Vegeta a smile, having grown accustomed to Vegeta's mood swings over these last few months. "Aw, come on Vegeta. You're just happy that there's someone shorter than you around!"

Vegeta smirked and was about to begin sparring with the man again when a buzzer sounded. Goku looked out the window and smiled. "Dawn is breaking. The workers will be out here in a bit to start putting the finishing touches on the ship. This is gunna be great! I'm so excited about finally going into space!" Goku's stomach rumbled nearly loud enough to wake the dead at that moment. "Breakfast time! I'll race you guys to the kitchen!" Goku said, tearing out of the spaceship as if his life depended on it.

Krillin swore loudly. "I better catch up or all the food will be gone! You coming, Vegeta?"

Vegeta smirked and shook his head. "I'll eat later when I don't have to compete with that clown. I have better things to do this morning."

Krillin shrugged. "Alright, see ya when the ship is ready then!" With that, Krillin took off towards the house, hoping that Goku hadn't already cleared the table of food.

Vegeta floated up to Bulma's window, smiling in satisfaction that she had left it open for him. He was, after all, her wakeup call. He slowly and carefully stripped off the blue training gi he had made so his Saiyan armor wouldn't become ruined, and slipped into the bed to cuddle up with the warm and soft human woman he had become mated to nearly two months before. "Woman." Vegeta said softly, stroking his hand over the soft curve of her breast.

Bulma fidgeted a bit and spoke in a soft, sleepy voice. "Oooh, Yamcha."

Vegeta froze, outrage evident on his face. "What?!" He nearly shouted. He stopped when Bulma started giggling. "Damn you woman, I hate when you tease me like that!"

Bulma nipped at his neck and tried to stop giggling. "I can't help it, Veggie. You make it so easy."

Vegeta snorted and rolled away from her, despite her protest. "You'll have to make it up to me then." His eyes flashed as brightly as his smile as he put his hands behind his head and relaxed.

Bulma grinned, knowing her part in the game. "Oh, forgive me, my prince. You know you're my mate and no other man could even begin to interest me." Bulma flashed him her brightest smile as she snuggled up to him and let her hand trace down his muscled chest and stomach.

Vegeta grinned. "Prove it, Bulma."

Bulma's smile faltered for a moment. He only called her by her name when he was serious, despite any expression on his face. He truly wanted her to prove that she wasn't thinking of any other man when she was with him! 'Of all the fragile male egos… damn! What am I going to do?' She glanced down to his manhood, which was already beginning to stiffen with arousal. Her smile grew as she came up with an idea. Something that she hadn't done for him yet, but had been yearning to. He usually didn't give her the chance to play before he started taking her, after all. She kissed his stomach as her hand encircled his shaft and began to stroke it.

Vegeta took in a sharp gasp of breath, unable to stop any outward sign of pleasure. "Mmm… that's nice, Bulma." Vegeta groaned out as his hand slipped over her back to cup and squeeze her full breast.

"Oh, I'm just getting started, my prince." Bulma said with a naughty grin.

Vegeta's eyes opened back up quickly, and he glared at his mate. "What is on that scheming mind of yours, woman?"

Bulma smiled. "Just relax, lover. I'll show you how much you mean to me." As Vegeta looked on in anticipation and a bit of nervousness, Bulma slid down his body more and kissed his erection as she stroked it, earning a low throaty growl from the Saiyan prince. She looked up at him as her lips opened and she slid her mouth down over his shaft, taking him deep. Vegeta cried out in surprise and pleasure and weakly tried to protest but as Bulma's cheeks hollowed in suction, he could do nothing but lie back and gasp and groan. Bulma chuckled as she took him all the way into her mouth, swallowing to let him know exactly where he was. He was gasping in surprise every time she teased his length with her tongue or changed angles, and she wondered if he had ever even heard of oral sex before by the way he was acting. She briefly wondered if Chi-Chi and Goku ever experimented, but her thoughts were cut off as Vegeta's hand came up to grip her hair. Bulma could tell he was straining to be gentle so she kept up her ministrations, finding herself growing more excited with every grunt and moan from her lover.

"Bulma… woman, you have to stop. You're killing me!" Vegeta growled out, though he didn't mean it. He desperately wanted her to continue.

Bulma started to slide her lips off of him and said "Well, ok. If you really want me to stop…" Bulma wasn't surprised when Vegeta forced her back down on his erection, and she restrained a giggle at his warning growl. She fondled his testicles gently and was a bit surprised when she felt his tail teasing her own arousal. She didn't complain though, finding the action a bit kinky but highly arousing. She could tell he was getting close so she looked up to meet his half-lidded eyes with her own, knowing that he loved looking into his eyes when he had his release.

"Woman… if you kept that up, I won't be able to hold myself back." Vegeta whispered. Bulma simply made an 'Mmm' sound and continued sucking him, even harder now in fact. Vegeta struggled to keep his grip on her hair as light as possible, but he couldn't keep his hips from thrusting in desperation as his orgasm approached. With a low strangled growl, he held her head down on his erection as he ejaculated, his tail unconsciously quivering on Bulma's pleasure bud, bringing her along for the ride. "I… I'll never doubt you again, woman." Vegeta whispered, wonder evident in his voice.

Bulma chuckled and slid her lips off of him, almost laughing out loud at the shudder Vegeta gave from the action. She swallowed down the last of his seed, finding the taste sweet and almost nutty. She crawled up Vegeta's body and cuddled against him for a little while, nearly lulled to sleep by Vegeta's tail which was stroking against her back gently. She lifted her head and looked at the clock, frowning as she realized she'd have to get down and to work in a few minutes. She sighed and extracted herself gently from the slumbering prince and made her way over to her dresser. She yelped in surprise as she was suddenly turned and pressed against the wall by her lover, who was no where near being sleepy yet by the feel of the arousal pressed against her stomach. "Vegeta?" Bulma said gently, noting the pure passion written on his face.

"I want you again, woman." Vegeta growled, reaching down to grasp her legs and lifted her up the wall so he could get inside her.

Bulma gasped in pleasure as he slid into her and her arms instinctively curled around his neck. "Vegeta, I'll be late." She protested weakly.

Vegeta smirked at her and shrugged. "You should know by now that I don't care if you're a little late, woman. Our pleasure comes first." Vegeta captured her lips with his, surprising her by thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Normally he would just let her put her tongue in his mouth if she felt like it, having been unaccustomed to that particular kind of kiss before coming to Earth. Now his tongue seemed eager to dance with hers. That, and the hard and fast thrusting of the Saiyan's hips into hers made her head spin with lust. Bulma was a bit shocked when she felt her breast encircled and her nipple teased, feeling the prince's hands gripping her bottom to help support her against the wall. 'Oh Kami… it must be his tail!' She thought, groaning into Vegeta's mouth as her release approached. Vegeta sensed her orgasm approaching so his thrusts became even faster and harder, not even caring that the whole mansion was beginning to vibrate. He thought he wouldn't reach his own release until after hers, but it took him totally by surprise as his hips thrust into hers one last time, burying himself into her and crying out her name. His pleasure was heightened when Bulma bit down on his shoulder to muffle her own cries as she followed him into oblivion. It was some minutes later that Bulma realized that Vegeta's grip had loosened and he was simply leaning against her, supporting himself and her as best be could, despite his weak knees.

"Vegeta… that was amazing." Bulma cooed, kissing the spot on his shoulder where she had bitten down, not surprised that her teeth no longer left anything but the barest of marks. In fact, the mating mark he had left on her shoulder had been the last time his teeth broke her skin as well, though she was sure that it was only because he was more gentle in his bites now that she was already marked. For her, she could bite down as hard as she could and it only temporarily caused a dent in the skin, much like elastic does on skin.

Vegeta smirked at her and lifted himself away, finally able to stand on his own. "Yes, it was. I'm going to miss you when we leave, woman." He gave Bulma a tender kiss and held her close for several long moments before releasing her, looking a bit sheepish at his display of affection.

Bulma smiled and kissed him tenderly. "I'll miss you too, my prince." Bulma dressed herself slowly and walked out, glad that she wasn't bow-legged after that last shag. 'Vegeta really is just a big softie. He'd never forgive me if I told anyone else that, though.' Bulma chuckled happily and skipped downstairs to have breakfast before going out to help the work crew finish the last bit of work on the ship.

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Krillin had just finished up eating what he could get his hands, competing with the ever-ravenous Goku. He smiled at his friend and wiped his hands clean on a napkin and stood up. "Well, Goku. I'll see you all tomorrow when we launch. Till then, I'm gunna go visit Master Roshi."

Goku smiled at his friend and nodded. "See ya tomorrow then. I'll be paying a visit to Chi-Chi and Gohan. Especially Chi-Chi!" The young Saiyan exclaimed with a lecherous grin.

Krillin was about to fly off when the mansion started vibrating. "What the?" He asked, looking around. He blushed bright red when he heard Bulma moaning up the stairs. "Well… I guess she found herself a new boyfriend. I sure wouldn't wanna be in his shoes when Yamcha gets wished back!" Krillin chuckled and flew outside and towards the Kame house.

As he was flying, Krillin reached up to rub at his shaved head and frowned. "The one bad thing about shaving my head is I don't get to feel the wind in my hair! Ah well, at least no one can yank me by my hair to gain leverage in a fight!" The small bald monk chuckled, trying to cheer himself up. Whenever he saw a happy couple, or worse, heard a happy couple, it made him realize how lonely his life had been thus far. He landed outside of Roshi's house and opened the door, announcing his presence to the old turtle hermit. He sighed as he saw Roshi on the floor, drooling over the ladies on a workout program. "Oh yeah, that's the way baby! Lift those legs! Woohoo!" Roshi exclaimed.

"Hey Master Roshi." Krillin said carefully, not wanting to startle the old man too badly.

"Krillin! You have got to see this new exercise show! These girls are all so young and delicious! Woohoo!" Roshi called over to him, not even peeling his eyes away from the screen.

Krillin sighed and sat down on the couch and wondered why he even bothered to visit the old pervert. "I'm going into space tomorrow, Roshi. I may not even come back. But it's something I have to do, to protect the Earth." Krillin's tone was grim. He was determined, but he had to admit to himself that he was scared as well.

Roshi flipped off the television, surprising Krillin because the girls had just moved into a position that was even raunchier than the last one. "I have to tell you something, son. I am so proud of you and Goku. You do this old hermit's heart good knowing the good things you do with the skills I taught you. You're both like sons to me." Roshi looked at Krillin, his expression serious.

Krillin was shocked, to say the least. "Master Roshi… you sound like you know that I'm not coming back." Krillin said carefully, unsure of how to react to Roshi's statement.

Roshi shook his head. "I don't deny that it is a possibility, my young friend. But I have faith in you. I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me."

Krillin was genuinely touched. "Th-thank you, master. That means so much to me!"

Roshi smiled suddenly. "Could you do me a favor and run up to the store and pick me up my new girly magazines?! It's the least you could do for your poor old master, right?"

Krillin nearly fainted. "That old fart was just buttering me up!" Krillin grumbled. He grabbed some money and stormed off take care of Roshi's business while the old hermit flipped the exercise program back on. "Goku, I hope you're having a better last day on Earth than I am." Krillin took to the air, taking the scenic route so he could look at the planet he was going into space to help protect the next day.

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"Chi-Chi, I'm home!" Goku called as he strolled into the Son family home.

Moments later Chi-Chi came running up and grabbing her husband in a desperate hug. "Oh Goku! I've missed you so much! You've come back from space?"

Goku laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Uh… no Chi-Chi. We aren't leaving for space until tomorrow. I've been training this whole time. Say, I'm hungry. I don't suppose lunch is ready?" Goku asked, as it had been nearly two whole hours since his last meal.

Chi-Chi smiled and shook her head. "I was just about to get started. It'll be ready in a little while. I think you should talk to Gohan though. He's been pretty down since you went away. He misses Mr. Piccolo, I think." Chi-Chi smiled as she inhaled her husband's scent. It was a unique mix of grass and cinnamon, which always brought a smile to her face.

Goku nodded and grinned. "Ok, Chi-Chi, I'll go talk to him then. Call us when lunch is ready!" Goku strolled over to his son's room and knocked gently and waited until he heard an invitation to enter before walking in. "Hey son. How's my special little guy?"

Gohan ran over and jumped into his father's arms, hugging him fiercely. "Daddy, I've missed you!" Gohan exclaimed, tears of joy welling up in his eyes.

"I've missed you too, Gohan. I wanted to be sure I paid you all a visit before we left for space tomorrow." Goku gave his son a wide smile.

Gohan's expression turned sad. "I wish I could go with you. Do you think you could change Mom's mind about letting me go?" Gohan asked.

Goku shrugged his shoulders and then shook his head. "You know your mom. She's pretty adamant about these things. Say, I know what'll cheer you up! Let's go outside and spar a little before lunch. I sure want to see what Piccolo was able to teach you."

Gohan's smile came back and he nodded, determination now marking his countenance. They flew outside and to a small clearing that Goku used to practice in, and now Gohan used it for the same purpose. They nodded at each other and took their fighting stances. "Good, Gohan. I don't see any openings in your stance. Now come at me, I want to see how well you attack!" No sooner had he said that than Gohan launched his assault, striking quickly and furiously at his father. Gohan tried his best not to get frustrated, knowing that Goku's skills far surpassed his own, but he still felt some disappointment when none of his blows landed. In fact, most were simply dodged, only the occasional strike blocked. "Good… can you attack faster, son?" Goku queried.

Gohan's expression became even more determined and he threw everything he had into his attacks, making them faster than even some of the skilled fighters around could follow. He came low with a punch and stepped slightly closer to make it a high elbow strike when his father was dodging the punch, earning Gohan his first hit on his father, in the ribs. Goku backed away, holding his bruised ribs. "Sorry Dad! I didn't hurt you did I?" Gohan asked carefully, wincing in sympathy.

Goku shook his head and straightened up. "No, son. You just caught me right in the solar plexus. That was great! Now, how are you on your defensive skills?" The elder Saiyan grinned as he launched his own offensive barrage, being careful to attack at just above the skill level that Gohan could handle so that the boy had to try to improve or suffer numerous blows. "Good, son. You're a lot better than I thought. You adapt so quickly! I sure wish you were coming with us, we could sure use the help."

Gohan beamed in pride then started to say, "Dad, I want…"

Just then, they were interrupted. "Lunchtime! Where are you boys!?" Chi-Chi called.

Goku's smile brightened to epic proportions, as it always did when there was food ready to eat. "All right! Let's go eat, son. You should probably get back to your studies afterwards, I want to spend some quality time with your mom before I leave." Goku grinned, already thinking of the fun he'd be having for the rest of the day.

Gohan laughed nervously and followed his father. "Ok, dad." Inwardly, he finished his earlier statement. 'Dad, I want to go with you, and I intend to even if I have to sneak out!'

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Gohan awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside of his window. He stretched and sat up slowly, blinking as the sunlight blinded him for a moment. He remembered that his father was going to fly back to the Capsule Corporation to take off into space so he hurried and got dressed and ran downstairs. He saw his mother sitting alone at the kitchen table, some food still laid out waiting for him. "Mom?" Gohan said to get her attention. He saw the tears that she quickly wiped away and he had a feeling his father had already left. "Where's Dad? He hasn't… left already, has he?"

Chi-Chi nodded. "He left a little while ago. I hope he'll be all right. Well, have your breakfast son. I thought we'd spend some time outside today together. Won't that be fun?"

Gohan was shocked. "Mom… I want to try to catch up to Dad. I want to go to Namek to help bring Mr. Piccolo back to life!"

Chi-Chi frowned at him. "We've already talked about this, Gohan. You're staying here and continuing your studies while your father and Krillin go into space! Now, just forget about it. You're too young to go on such an adventure. Now, do you want to spend time outside with your dear sweet mother, or would you rather stay inside and study today?"

Gohan scowled. He was torn… disobey his mother and go to Namek with his father, or stay here and be a good little boy. The memory of Piccolo diving in front of him to take Nappa's ki blast came into his mind and he knew what he had to do. "I'm sorry mom… I have to go rescue Piccolo. He gave his life for me, the least I can do is risk mine to bring him back! Goodbye!" Gohan took off into the air, despite Chi-Chi yelling and begging him to come back. The loud sounds of her sobs tore his heart out, but he couldn't turn back now. He took a few moments to feel for his father's ki before turning and flying in the direction of the Capsule Corporation and the spaceship ready to launch into space. After flying as fast as he could, he approached the spaceship. He could barely see it in the distance when it started powering up. Gohan flew even faster, but it was in vain as the ship took off for space and Gohan had no hope of catching up to the ship now. He floated down to the ground and burst into tears, wishing he had only gotten here a few minutes sooner.

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So, there's chapter 3. Were you all surprised that Gohan didn't make it to the ship? Teehee. I'm so evil. But don't worry, Gohan still has an adventure or two ahead of him. Next chapter: Saiyan in the Big City! As always, reviews are peachy keen. It's nice to know that people are actually reading this. heh