Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Love in Strange Places ❯ Surprises for Vegita (Part1) ( Chapter 15 )

Chapter 15: Surprises for Vegita (Part1)

 

Well here is another chapter. This chapter will be a weird. So please bear with me. K?!

Start of the chapter.

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Bulma sat in her car with Videl, there is music playing in the back ground. “Videl, you are 5 right??”

“Yea I will be 6 in six months.” Videl said looking at the city they were driving through.

“Man I feel old. I can't believe how old you are. I still can't believe how well you are able to speak for your age.”

“I was always was around adults. Mom never did tell me what happened to my daddy.” Videl said playing with a peace of ribbon. “When you are older I will tell you everything that your mother made me promises never to say to another living being. But in this case I think she would understand.” Bulma reached a hand across the car and placed her hand on Videl's shoulder. `Ava, I hope you understand that I have to tell her and you will not hate me when we met again for telling her when she is older.'

“Were we going?” Videl asked confused.

“Well we are going to get your ears pierced and something for me.” Bulma said pulling into Smokin' Tattoo's parking lot. Bulma cut the engine, no matter what you see you will not say what I am about to do to anyone until tomorrow.”
“Ok. What are you going to do?”

“You will see.” Bulma said getting out of the car. Bulma walked over to Videl's door and got her out. Holding her hand, they walked in to the shop.

“HI! Welcome to Smokin' Tattoo. I'm Dave. How can I help you?”

“Hey it me Bulma.”

“Hey Miss Bulma, what can I do for you today?”

“Well,” Bulma started and placed a hand one Videl's head. “This little one wants her ears done. But she is not allowed anything larger than an 18G. And I am here for a tattoo.”

“Ok, how many does she wants?” Dave said writing something down.

“I'm guessing at least two each. After that we will let her decide.” Bulma said picking up Videl.

“Follow me.” Dave said.

They followed Dave back into the little room. “Hop up here.” Dave said patting a chair (Think dentist chair).

Bulma watched as Videl climbed up and sat down. Bulma watch as Dave got all the needles and ear rings and sat down. He started to clean her ears.

“All right little one. Here we go.” Dave said as he picks up the first needle.

“Dave, do not stop just keep going and putting the needles in then worry about the rings after all the needles are through.”

“Ok.” Dave said and picked up another.

Bulma watched as he quickly push two of the needles thought her left ear. To Bulma's surprise Videl didn't make a sound. Dave quickly switched ears and then did the same to the other. He then grabs the ear rings and placed the captured ball ring thought each.

“There you go dear. Do you want any more??” Dave asked as he started to toss everything away.

“Could I have the top one like Bulma??” Videl asked as she started to play with her fingers.

“Not right now. In a couple of years ok.” Bulma said worried about how bad her ears were going to hurt later.

“Ok.”

“Ok, give me a couple of minutes and I will have everything ready for you Miss Bulma.” Dave said as he started to get the tattoo gun and the inks. “Miss Bulma, are you getting it done at? And what colors do you want?”

“It is on my back. And the color is black.”

“Do you have something you want? Or would you like to look around?”

“I have it.” Bulma said handing a piece of paper to Dave.

Dave opened it up. There on the paper is Vegita's name in Japanese and Saiyan. “Um... Miss Bulma, I understand the Japanese but what is the other?”

“Let's just say that it is my husband's name in his language.”

“Ok if you say so.”

Bulma watched as he started to get the paper ready to place it on the transfer paper.

“Are you ready??” Dave asked.

“Yea.” Bulma said as she pulled her shirt up it under her breasts and tied it off. She sat there straddling the chair with her arms leaning against the back of the chair. “Videl, please sit there and don't be scared.”

“Ok.” Videl said as she sat there.

Bulma hissed as the cold feeling of the water, then the feel of the razor running up and down her lower back. She could feel her tail wanting to grab his arm to still him. Then the cool feel of the gel that will transfer the ink from the paper to her skin. Then the press of the paper and the feel of his hand smoothing the paper making sure the outline is completely on her skin, then the slight pull of the paper off of her skin.

“Are you sure that you want a guys name on you. There is no going back as soon as I place the ink on your skin.”

“I know. Just start.” Bulma said as she got comfy as she could. She could hear the buzz of the tattoo gun start and see Videl jump at the sound. “It's ok Videl.” The feel of the cold needle start to enter and exit her skin. The slight pain of the needle. After about a half hour the outlining was done.

“With the outlining done, lets take a quick break.” Dave said getting up. “I don't know about you but I need a cigarette.”

Bulma stood up; she could feel the slight burning on her back. “Come on Videl I'm joining Dave.” All three of them were standing out front of the shop. Videl drawing on the sidewalk with chalk. While Bulma and Dave were lighting up a cigarette.

“Last time you came here you were not a mother, when did that happen?” Dave asked as he took a deep drag of his cigarette.

“Her mother died recently, her mother appointed me as her legal guardian. Well I adopted her; she is going to come home with us.”

“Bulma is my new mommy, and Vegita is daddy.” Videl said from their feet.

“What are you drawing?” Bulma asked taking a drag from her smoke.

“A rainbow, with ponies.” Videl said as she was drawing.

Bulma just smiled down at Videl. `I hope you know I will love her like one of my own, Ava.'

“Ready??” Dave asked.

“Yea. Let's finish this. Come on Videl.” Bulma said, taking her hand and leading her back into the shop.

 

Hour in half later, the tattoo was complete. Bulma stood there holding Videl. She fell asleep a little while ago.

“Ok the told will be one hundred dollars.”

“Here is two hundred. Your work is always the best.” Bulma said walking out of the shop. When she got to the car, she place Videl in the front seat and strapped her in. “Well honey looks like shopping is for another day. I don't think you will be able to stay awake any longer.” Bulma walked around the car. Her back is a little sore, but the way her tail is swinging around within the pants she has on, as if it is very pissed. Bulma kept thinking all the way home. `Why is my tail acting like that? It has not stopped since Dave touched my back.' Bulma noticed that it was getting late.

By the time she got home it was eight o'clock. When she finally got into the house, there was no one around. Bulma slowly walked up the stairs and when she finally got to Videl's bedroom, she laid her on the bed. Bulma pulled her shoes and socks off. Then she went for the jeans, she felt someone behind her. There stood Vegita, just watching her.

“What took you so long? You mom has been driving me nuts.” Vegita said, walking over to Bulma.

“Well it took a little while took get Videl her ears done.” Bulma said as she finished pulling Videl's jeans off. “Will you pull the covers down for me?”

Bulma watched as Vegita pulled the covers down. As she was laying Videl on the bed to sleep, her little arms came around Bulma's neck.

“Good Night, Mommy and Daddy.” Videl said as she kissed Bulma on the cheek.

“Good Night Baby.” Bulma said with tears in her eyes. Vegita just stood there stock still not saying or doing anything. “Sweet dreams and pleasant nightmares.” Bulma said as she pulled back and grabbed Vegita's hand and all but dragged him out of the room.

“What did she mean by that?” Vegita asked in a far away voice.

“That she loves us and that means it is time for bed. For all of us. I just have to check on Gohan. Meet me in our room.” Bulma said as she walked away.

Vegita watched as she walked away. After she turned into the brat's room. He finally turned away, lost in thought. `What was that odd smell about her? I know they went to get the girl's ears done. But there is something off.' While those thoughts were running there little self's around in his head. He found himself in their bedroom. Not really seeing much of the room he sat down on the bed and pulled his shirt off. Vegita sat there for about 5 minuets just thinking to him self `what is that smell??? It smells like antibiotic cream, but it has the sent of ink is too strong to pass over. With the girl it was there to but not laced with the ink. But with the smell of fresh metal.'

“Vegita?”

Vegita popped his head up, `How long as she had been standing there.' “Yes onna?”

“Do you want to see what the surprise is??”

“I guess.” Vegita said, wondering what the secret was.

As Vegita sat there watching Bulma as she lifted her shirt. Watching as her flat stomach came into view, then her black push up bra came into view. At this point Vegita did not care what her surprise was. “And this `surprise'?” Vegita said acting as if he didn't care.

“Pay attention; tell me if you see anything different.” Bulma said as she slowly turned around. She stood there waiting for Vegita to say something. But the next thing she knew she was pressed against the door, with Vegita breathing hard into her ear.

“Who did that?” Vegita all but growled out. It was taking everything that he had not to go and find the person who touched Bulma.

“What?! Just the tattoo artist. Why”

“Were is he? I'm going to kill him no one touches my mate.” Vegita growled.

“How do you know that it was a male? He's just an artist all he did was tattoo me? It's just like the butterfly!”

Vegita growled, and roughly push Bulma against the door and stomped across the room. “What the fuck do you mean it is like the butterfly?? The butterfly does not smell of ink and blood!”

Bulma slowly turned around to face Vegita, and when she felt the cool wood against her back she slowly slid down the door and when she reached the bottom sitting there with her knees pulled up to her chest. “What is wrong with the smell?? That is the smell of what a new tattoo smells like. Even what I was still `human' I was able to smell the ink and blood. There is nothing wrong with it”

Vegita just looked at her as if she grew another head. `Does she not know??' Vegita went over to the window looking out, seeing the back yard, a little gazebo a little bit father out, and the dark shadow of the trees. Seeing with in the trees, Vegita was able to see a deer just walking around. Looking up he sees the quarter moon and just stood there for a little bit.

Bulma sat there waiting for Vegita to answer her. She sat there with her head on her knees. After a few moments of not hearing anything, she looks up, Bulma felt like she could not breathe. Vegita stood there with his back to her and the moon light streaming through the window making him look as if he was made of sliver. He almost looked as if he was a fallen angel wanting to go back to heaven. Bulma slowly got to her feet, and silently walked toward Vegita. It was as if she was in a trance she could not help her self from walking toward him. When she was with in arms reach, Bulma slowly reached her hand out and laid it on his back. Feeling the warm flesh, and feeling the muscles jump and flex under her hand. Bulma slowly leaned into Vegita and wrapped her arms around him. “You can tell me what is wrong. I am not going to leave or anything. To tell you the truth I am...” Before she could finish the sentence the bed room door flew open and lodged into the wall behind it.

When they turned toward the door there stood…

Hit it's me again. I am so sorry about how long it took to get this chapter up. There has been a lot going on in my life since the last chapter I put up.

Just a small list

grandfathers death

my own illness

losing my job

Going to 13 funeral in the span of less then 6 months.

And that is just to name a few. I am going to try to get another chapter up before the end of May.

Also Smoken' Tattoo's is a shortened form of a tattoo shop near my home.