Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Envy My Pain ❯ Beautiful ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimers: DO NOT OWN [let's keep it simple.] SL: Kind of, although it's like some kind of twisted form of a complex versions of the Fast and the Furious. Lets just say I Dragonball Z'd it with a little more flavor.
This is a Vegeta Bulma Fanfic, yes there will be sex. If you aren't old enough or your still reading this just comprehend there is Sex, lots and lots of sex is what I have planed for this story. Be warned. Oh and I suck at grammar---LD issues, eh it's a living.
My PainOne: Beautiful]Riddick
could hear the faint humming rolling from the engine of his 2005 Corvette zo6, which was fully enhanced with all the extra's. He rived up the engine loving sound, it could be so intimidating and yet it could be temptingly pleasurable all at the same time. It was something he had questioned himself a few times before on why it had such an affected him, and why it made his adrenalin throb with ecstasy. He slid deep into his well luxurious custom made seat. It had been reupholstered into a solid black adorn with a crimson crest of his symbolic symbol of his linage. It's rich crimson stitching of the Saiyan crown with the additional outline of it's added definition to its tribal meaning.
wore his white wife beater, the slender thin piece of material clung to his well atoned masculine anatomy. He had that deep rich sun kissed flesh olive toned like a Greek God some had even said he didn't fall far from Area's the God of War. His body was had well accorded muscles that had added to the depth of his features. His baggy black cargo pants seemed to hang well to slender waist, and if your traveled down fair enough to the heavy steel toed boots, something he'd wear for the simple pleasure of style.
had that flashy grin he wore, the corners of his lips sneered into that self absorbed smirk of his. His fingerless gloves toyed with his steering wheel as he looked dramatically at the girl in the next car over. He knew he held an aura to him, something that clung its way into his very sent making him all the rave. It made people cautious around him, do to his intimidating sense of lifestyle.
loved his royal blue's and reds, mixed in with the sweetness of the swelling endless abyss of blacks. His color of his car drew out the symbolic symbol of the crest to the hood, the same crimson red although it lay to that royal blue that slid it's way over the entire vehicle. A long the sides where just tribal design that slid to the rear end of the car ending the complex designs in crimson red. There outline was a thin line of black as did the crest upon the hood of the engine.
vehicle was halted at a red light as he collected a to a graceful halt, spite the flashy colors and the deadly roll of it's engine it had a grace, something only the aid of a skilled driver could accomplish. He turned his gaze sharply to the blaring system of the car next to his. He could as he kept his eyes on the prize. He noticed how drawn back she lay into the drivers passenger seat. She had a cute black dress on, something he'd seen her ware on only a few occasions at some of the street racings. Here little boy toy driving the car was known as the Street Bandit, with his flashy desert color car---it's entire body was done in yellow, outlined with gothic like imprint of some odd tribal design that his road range gang represented.
lips could only curl in disgust at the chump she sat next to, his fist involuntarily clenched the steering wheel of his vehicle. His foot temptingly placing pressure to the gas as he shot the driver a knowing look. The fool who'd been so absorbed in the girl next to him only glanced once an knew who it was. The clown shot him a heated look of pure hate as he two mimicked the rolling of his engine. The woman looked up now in time to notice the car next to her, her cerulean sapphire orbs glared to him. She pulled the fools arm from the steering wheel as she began to banter on about not racing against him. He only sneered with hate as he clicked his tongue through his teeth.

"Going to let a pathetic female interfere in a man's gameDidn't think you were that petty Yamcha."
'd yell chuckle out the window which had been lowered for all the more intimidation. Everything was a mind game, a gamble, or a bluff. You'd have to pick your choosing when it came to street racing and you had to be on your wits end if you wanted your slips or the money you were packing.

"Pah. Been putting some extra time in this baby, had her spiffed sense the last race."

"You can't spiff that heap up, your better off selling it at the Junkyard!"

"We'll see, you got the money to put where your mouth is?"
stroke the sweetness of the girls creamed flesh of her thigh as his eyes lay glued to him. He could only sneer in disgust as he watched the gutless maggot run his hands up to linger a little higher to the woman's sensitive flesh. He snickered when he watched the woman swat his had away, her eyes shooting hatred at the both of them. She pressed her body deep into the comfort zone of the seat as she turned her head away from them. He could only smirk as he watched Yamcha curse under breath.

"Hey woman, when you get sick of that loser boyfriend of yours swing that ass my way."
watched as her eyes shifted something dark, and her skin began to glow with fury as she glanced his way once more, her sapphires orbs held a darkness of a red blood sea. He's lips where still twisted in that ever so tempting smirk. Something all the woman seemed to drown in as he tossed out a few of his own charms. He'd seen her around, tossing her curves this way in that to get into the ring of street racing---he'd seen her around plenty but to pick him out of all the guys who'd been trying to get with her?

"When hell freezes over!"

"Well why you want to be with your little phycopathical lire for now remember my garage is opened, keys under the rug. Don't hesitate."

"Don't wait up for her Vegeta, you might be strongly disappointed."
watched her as her eyes lay glued to his, the light was about to turn green in those few short seconds that seemed like forever and a year. He blew her a mocking kiss as the window of his well tinted ride began to raise up as his fingerless gloves pressed firmly to the automatic window switch on his door panel. He knew he'd seen a faint hint of a blush creep to her well adorned pampered flesh of her cheek. He drummed on his steering wheel to the faint beat of his lyrical song that he'd forgotten the name of. He'd just relished in the sweetness of the pounding throb, "Let the bodies hit the floor," something he'd love to do to that desert twit himself. He watched as the car tires rotated , throbbing on the road as it began to smoke. He rolled his eyes just temptingly tapping his gas. When the light flew up green he'd watch the stupid fool of a human speed off as he himself just timidly allowed his prized possession thrust forward calmly. Keeping up with the regular traffic.

"Guess the low life never realized the cop to the left with the speed laser hitting both are cars, awesome judgment on the Po' Po's call. After all my kind of car basically begs for extra attention his was just trying to steal some of the light."
the street bandit could react the sirens wailed off as it flashed its lights, He on the other hand gracefully passed the two. Course he won the race, but it wasn't done with the hell racing speed Yamcha had anticipated it would have been it had been with luck, and wits. Something he knew the other man lacked. Not only that but style---something that he knew he defiantly had.
pulled off the next exit, heading towards the garage to get some work done on his next major bonus prize. Something special he and his affiliated gang had been working on. They'd been building it for 3 years now. They worked there way up from scratch and now it was almost time for testing. It gave him that flashing grin he wore, to think about the races coming up this weekend---he'd have high hopes the project would be done by then so he can show off his new ride, that he'd be racing in the desert during the UG races being held held at the end of the year which was only a couple months away.