Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Peace ❯ Always a Woman ( Chapter 20 )

~~`` Chapter 19 Always a Woman

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me ---Billy Joel

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Bulma nearly jumped out of his arms, growling as best a human could while she glared at him. She squeaked a 'humphed', crossing her arms over her chest and snobbishly turned her face away. "You can leave. I'll take Bra home the human way." She spat, stomping up to the door. Bulma glanced back making sure he left, which surprisingly he did, his form no where in sight.

The stupid little man. Just wait until later, was all Bulma could say. She'll have him pinned to that couch for a year for this incident. She just couldn't believe it. All she asked was for once a year they actually act thankful for all that she does for them. It's not too much to ask for. But no, they go and forget, telling Bulma that she was nothing to her lover and to her children. She knew it not to be true, but that doesn't mean she doesn't feel like that.

Bulma wiped her face of her weak tears, scowling herself for being so effected by their neglect. She took a deep breath before knocking lightly on the door.

A minute later, Chi-Chi answered with a smile, "Hey, B. What's going on?"

"Nothing. I just want my child and go."

"Something wrong? You don't look that happy at the moment."

"I don't want to talk about it. Where is she?"

"She's in the back playing with Goku. Now, I have to go check on lunch." Chi-Chi made a left turn down the hall, leaving Bulma to sigh in anger as she miserably stepped down the long hallway going into the pool area that Bulma had gotten the Son's for Goku's birthday. It was quite nice actually, she designed it herself. It was a screened in pool that came with a diving board and a slid. The pool was twenty feet wide and thirty feet long and went as deep as twelve feet. The eight-person hot tub connected to the corner of it, water pouring over a glass wall like a waterfall into the pool. The bar and entertainment system sat ten feet away from the pool with ten stools along the side of the bar. It was much like her own pool but not as high-tech, knowing that Goku would have no clue how to work anything, nor Chi-Chi since she still lived in the old ages.

Squinting her eyes at the cloth that covered the usually open doorway, Bulma stalled before it. Why did they cover this? Chi-Chi had asked specially for it to be open when it was built so people could just walk in and out without the troubles of a door. Bulma sighed, not caring really, before she pushed through it only to scream and jump back inside as many voices suddenly jumped out and yelled 'Surprise!'

Bulma breathed heavily for a moment before having the courage to stick her head out through the cloth only to be greeted with smiles and laughs from all of her friends. Goku had Pan and Bra on his shoulders, grinning like the fool he was. Gohan and his wife Videl were laughing along with Krillen who held his daughter Marron in his arms. Eighteen was over in the corner, nodding to her with a small smile. Yamcha and his girlfriend along with Paur were sitting at a table. Hercule and Buu were happily at the bar along with a few co-workers she actually considered her friend.

Bulma's eyes widened as she realized just what this was. Her eyes flew around the room, decorations were hung, balloons attached to chairs and ends of tables. A table full of presents sat in the corner next to the bar, which had bottles of alcohol.

None of them had forgotten. She couldn't believe it.

A voice in the back of her ear sounded with a sarcastic humor, "Stupid woman." He chided chuckling as she swung around.

Bulma smiled brightly as she flung her arms around him and kissed his cheek before quickly removing herself knowing he doesn't like that sort of attention while in the eyes of others, "How could you, you bastard!" She punched his arm only to hiss at the pain she received from that stupid action. "I thought you forgot!" She watched with humor as Vegeta wiped his cheek before stepping away. He was such a child at times.

"Come on, Bulma!" Goku shouted letting the girls down from his arms, "You know us better then that!" With that he took his best friend in his arms, squeezing the life out of her only letting go when she stopped breathing, "Sorry, B."

"Yeah, Bulma, you know we would never forget about you." Chi-Chi added as she entered the room. "It's kind of hard when it's all over the newspaper and TV." The two women hugged.

"Happy Birthday, Mommy!" Bra shouted as she flew herself into her mother's embrace almost knocking the human over.

"Oh, thank you, Baby."

"I thought I was your baby!"

Bulma turned around to her eldest child being held to the confines of a wheel chair. Goten stood behind him, grinning like a fool, "Sorry we're late. If Trunks here wasn't too busy talking to the nurse we would have been here ten minutes ago." Goten spoke laughing along with his best friend.

"Trunks, honey, what are you doing here? You know you shouldn't be out of bed."

"Mom, I'm fine. You said so yourself yesterday night after we took more tests. I needed to get out anyway. Besides, there was no way I would miss this." Bulma leaned down and kissed her child on his cheek.

"Well, I'm glad you're here." She turned to her family and friends with a bright smile, "I can't believe you guys. Thank you."

"Don't thank us just yet, B!" With that Goku quickly picked her up and threw the woman into the pool, clothes and all. Everyone was quick to rip off there clothes to reveal their bathing suits and jump in wincing at the shrieking Bulma made as she rose from the water, cursing Goku for all he was worth.

Vegeta turned his back on the group, disgusted with their playful antics and moved over to his son who sat depressingly in the corner, not being able to join in on the fun. There, he leaned up against the wall. Trunks smiled before asking the daring question, "So what did you get her?"

"Quiet Boy." Vegeta bit back.

Trunks laughed in response, "Going to visit your old room for a few nights?"

"Watch it. Or that sedative I will be making will take longer then expected." Vegeta nearly busted out laughing at the look of pure fright washed over the boy before he quickly turned away and didn't say one word again.

Bulma, just returned from changing to a bathing suit, jumped into the large pool, splashing everything that was standing on the sidelines. She watched for a few seconds as Goku and Krillen wrestled along with Goten and Yamcha, wanting to find the perfect moment to put her punches in. Hearing them laugh and yelp, Bulma quickly dived under the water, going for Goku's foot and wrapping her arms around it as she tickled his feet. She struggled to stay on and the big goofball cried stupidly as someone assaulted his very sensitive foot. He instinctively began kicking out, wanting to get away from those devious fingers but ended up kicking the offender. Goku turned and ripped himself from the headlock, wanting to know who he had just damaged knowing that no one other then a Sayian could be unaffected by the harshness of his strength, only to see the birthday girl sitting at the bottom of the ten-foot pool. Goku instantly dived under, gathering the tiny human in his oversized arms and swam back to the top. "Sorry, Bulma." Goku walked to the steps, "Maybe you should sit out for a moment."

Bulma, still cradling her painful chest nodded.

"Where did I hit you?" He asked bringing her out of the water and setting her down in a chair at a near by table.

"its OK, Goku."

"I should take a look." He insisted knelling down to her side where her hands were holding the plump skin.

"Really, Goku it's OK."

"Let me see." He once again insisted dumbly to the fact that what she was holding was covered by the material of her bathing suit. He pried her hands away, not caring for the fact that it was her breast that he had hit. Goku pulled up the bottom part of the material carefully not wanting to cause more damage only to be pushed away by a very angry Sayian Prince.

"What the hell are you doing, Kakarot?!" Vegeta growled, disbelieved that this fool was touching his mate's private possessions in front of everyone!

Goku, scratching the back of his head confusingly as to why the man was so mad answered plainly, "I accidentally kicked her. I was making sure there was no damage."

Vegeta growled, "I understand that you're female is not as equipped as mine but never put your hands on her again, third-class!."

Now understanding what the vigilant Sayian was talking about, he quickly defended himself, letting the rude comment about his mate's 'equipment' pass. "Oh, come on Vegeta. It wasn't anything like that. Besides I've seen Bulma naked plenty of times."

What a wrong thing to say to a possessive Sayian. Vegeta's eyes widened in that admission, his instincts over ruled his thought process. He stuck Goku right in between the eyes causing the unprepared younger Sayian to stumble backwards and balance on the edge of the pool. His body swayed back and forth, Goku desperately trying to keep himself from falling in by flapping his arms, bending his body forward then back trying to even out his weight. But inevitably, he fell in with a sharp yelp.

Vegeta growled at the stupidity of the man, hating every minute Sayian blood ran through that 'human's' veins. It was a sure mockery upon his race of nobles and superiors to have such a worthless, stupid, third-class.

Chi-Chi had just walked out to exclaim that lunch was ready only to see the Sayian Prince hit her husband for what she thought no apparent reason. After everything that she had went through to give his wife a proper birthday this is how the arrogant man thanks them!? How rude!

Grabbing her frying pan from absolutely no where, Chi-Chi headed from the short creature, swinging the metal skillet towards Vegeta's head only to have him rip it from her grasp and raise it in the air to strike her, if it weren't for her husband.

"Vegeta." The Prince snapped his angry features to the Sayian who's head was just above water, liquid dripping from his nose and chin, while his daring smirk was directed to the man attempting to cause his wife harm.

Vegeta glared at him for a moment trying to decide if continuing on with his blow to the woman shivering before him in fear was worth the battle that Kakarot no doubt had in store for him if he did. His eyes flicked around the room, seeing all creatures staring at him in fright before turning his head to his woman. Deciding that now was not a good time, Vegeta smirked back to the Sayian in the water and dropped the frying pan from his grasp to the floor. With a warning barring of teeth towards the crazy harpy, Vegeta made his way out of the screened in area.

Bulma took a deep breath before laughing and calling out, "Sayians!" Causing everyone to follow in her laughter breaking the thick wall of tension. Bulma stood going to Chi-Chi who slowly relaxed, "You all right?" She asked.

"Yep, just fine. Five minutes lunch!" She shouted before going back into the cloth covered doorway.

Bulma stepped over to the pool steps were Goku was getting out of, "Sorry, Goku."

"No problem!" He grinned before going into the house to either tend to his mate or get the food.

Bulma then went after her rebellious Sayian going along the side of the house where the short man stood, leaned up against the wall, appearing to be waiting for her. He obviously knew his temper wasn't acceptable and waited for the punishment in store. Bulma leaned next to him, "I'm not mad." She stated.

That certainly caught the Sayian off guard for his face faltered turning to her with a questioned and shocked gaze, "What?" He asked, knowing he had to have misheard her.

She smiled, "I'm not mad. You had every reason to be angry with Goku but Vegeta you need to take in account that Goku doesn't know any better. He's just a big kid is all."

Vegeta turned away, knowing unfortunately that what she said was right. He probably thought nothing of it. But that wasn't what angered him. It was quite obvious what had, "Just when were you going to tell me that you shacked up with that freak?" He didn't know if he would ever be able to touch his woman again knowing that Kakarot had had her before him. He knew Yamcha had taken her purity, but damn, he would never have imagine Kakarot…Vegeta nearly vomited at the thought. Never again would he be able to look at her the same. He wanted to leave, right now at this very minute and never return.

Did Kakarot have to have everything first? Was it to be his curse for the rest of his life that the fool gets everything before he does? If it wasn't going Super Sayian, it was killing Frieza. If it wasn't reaching Super Sayian three is was defeating Buu. And if it wasn't for knowing Bulma before him, it was fucking her! Did it never end!?

Bulma pulled back, eyes wide, "What?"

"He bluntly stated that he's seen you nude, Onna."

Bulma giggled realizing just what he was thinking, "Vegeta, I never once 'shacked up' with Goku!" She nearly busted out laughing but becoming absolutely sick at the idea. She leaned her head against the wall with a smile at the past memories of her childhood, "When we were kids we went swimming all the time. I was older then he was and so I had some cleavage to my young form. When we went searching for the dragonballs, I didn't have a bathing suit with me so it was either get my clothes wet or shed them. After that, it was quite normal for us to go swimming naked. It never meant anything to him nor me." Bulma was surprised by his obvious relief as he sighed, leaning his head back against the concrete wall, not even listening to her explain anymore. She should have guessed it would make him a little worried about Goku and her considering how close they were but damn it, she had already told him of all of the three people she had slept with. Yamcha, some guy she met at a bar and was too drunk to really remember anything and then the Prince himself. Did he really think she was lying?

Bulma placed her hand on his shoulder causing him to turn his head to her. "Let's go back to the party. I'm sure you're hungry." She giggled, leaning up to kiss his cheek only to have him move so his lips met hers. She yelp in surprise but accepted the deep kiss. She felt him move so he his body was pressed to hers, kissing her harder and fully with his lips and tongue, shoving her back against the wall.

This was something Bulma didn't mind to do in public. Stuff she always wanted to do. Just make out, in front of everybody and not give a damn. Of course there was no one around to see them but just the thought that there were people over somewhere was enough to make Bulma nervous at getting caught. A good nervous.

Soon after though, her eyes snapped wide open staring straight into Vegeta's face while he continued to kiss her, but it was his hands that shocked her. They rose to stroke her bare stomach, slowly sliding up to her breast. Fondling in public was very much out of his character. Not that she really cared but right when he cupped her she winced back in pain causing Vegeta to pull away in confusion. Bulma smiled, panting as she relaxed once again against the wall, "Goku kicked me. That was what he was trying to look at." She explained, his eyes falling to her chest then back up.

Vegeta turned his head down the side of the house were the door to the porch would open if anyone came out. He maneuvered so he was in front of it, his back to it and Bulma before him. Now with no one to see, Vegeta carefully lifted the material of her skimpy bathing suit causing Bulma to become slightly nervous, "Vegeta…Not here." Fidgeting to put her breast back in its confides.

All though disappointed by her rejection Vegeta only frowned at her stupidity. Like he would ever go full-blown sex crazy with those fools close enough to hear it! "Quite your idiocy, woman." He commanded as he bent his head a little to get full check of her pale breast. He gently pressed in several places trying to find where the most pain was, getting his answer with a hiss. Vegeta, despite his anger for Kakarot harming his mate, smirked, feeling her nipple press hard against his hand. It was something he couldn't resist. He leaned down a bit and flicked his tongue over the familiar and hard point before pulling the tiny material over the large mass of flesh, "Not even a worthy bruise." He stated. Her face was flushed in obvious arousal as she stared at him with hooded eyes.

"Bastard." Bulma declared seeing his proud smirk, shoving his shoulder as she stomped back into the screened area.

Should he tell her that everyone that is Sayian would be able to smell her pure desire and heated scent? No, all the more fun. Vegeta entered to once again stand next to his son who wouldn't even look in his direction. The poor kid. He must really need to mate.

Bulma had dived into the pool, joining in the volley ball game they had going.

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"Lunch is ready!" Chi-Chi called putting the last plates on the ten foot long table a long side the pool. All Sayian blood swiftly left the pool and game to grab a plate forming a line behind Goku who obviously was the first one there.

Bulma lifted her lithe body from the pool once again. Vegeta had to make sure to keep his eyes away not wanting to be caught fantasizing over his gorgeous wife. Though, he growled low in his throat, silently, hating every minute another person saw her in such little clothing. Vegeta scanned the room with his eyes making sure no one was gawking at his mate knowing that the turtle weirdo known was Master Yoshi was too horny for his own good. But at the moment the old man seemed to be concentrated on Gohan's mate. Vegeta cracked a half smile at seeing Gohan possessively stand before his female and glare at the old pervert.

Bulma now wrapped in a towel approached her two boys, smiling sympathetically at how pitiful they both looked as they sat in the far corner away from the activities. "Any pain, discomfort?" Bulma was quick to ask as she stepped in front of her son.

"I want to swim." He pouted.

"You know you can't, I'm sorry honey. In a few days you can, I promise. Want me to get you food?" Trunks quickly nodded. Bulma raised her eyes up to her husband. His eyes were closed while he leaned against the wall, arms cross over his buff chest, "And for you, your majesty, want something to eat."

A smirk crept upon Vegeta's lips, peaking one eye open to gaze at his female, "Have it brought to me at once, servant." Her eyes only squinted in sarcastic anger before she stuck her tongue out and quickly went to the table before it was all gone.

Goten ran up to his best friend and grabbed the handles to the chair, rolling him to the table where his food laid out for him. Vegeta eyed the second spawn of Kakarot. The boy had not spoken to him once since Trunks's accident. It was not like the Sayian/human to show such disrespect. It was obvious he was still upset with what he had done. Vegeta didn't think he owed any explanation to the child, nor will he give one even if he did.

Vegeta pushed himself off the wall, going out the screen door over to the tree he normally stayed by and leaned against it. It wasn't long before the woman came out with ten plates topped on one another and a blanket tucked under her arm. She carefully set the food down before spreading out his blanket and then separating the plates. "There, my prince. Are you content, sire?" Bulma stood stepping up to her husband.

Vegeta peaked open an eye, "Not throwing a fit suddenly?" He closed it.

Bulma sighed before she stepped closer, placing her hands on his forearms that crossed over his chest. She gently pulled them from his body to lay at his sides so she could rest her forehead against him, "I am going to apologize for this morning. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have doubted that you would forget. Are you angry with me?" She popped her head up with a small smirk before nipping his nose causing a low growl to form in his throat.

"Very."

"Oh.." Bulma leaned down to place small kisses on his neck, gently nibbling on his earlobe, "I guess I need to be punished." She led a path with her lips down his jaw line and up to his tough lips where she tried to provoke a reaction.

"I will have to think about it. Perhaps ideas with come to mind tonight." He quickly looked around with eyes, making sure know one was looking before letting her have access to his lips, kissing her softly, teasingly , pulling away directly after, "Not now, woman. I am hungry." He stepped from her instantly plopping himself down on the blanket and grabbing the first sandwich of meat he could reach.

Bulma sighed, "Stupid me," She mumbled as she began walking back to the party, "Sayian stomachs come first. What was I thinking?"