Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden ❯ Chapter 3

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

*AN: Ok guys, gals and those who have yet to make up their mind, another chapter. So I'm hoping that if you like it you'll encourage me to continue and update. And like most writers, I'm a desperate needy person so please for that love of (insert deity and and/or superstition) REVIEW!
Its Bulma and Vegeta's reunion. Think it'll go well? Btw I think I smell something… *sniffs* like pine sol… ^_~
Also, idk what is up with the paragraph spacing, But it wouldnt let me do what i really wanted so thats why ~Break~? is there. that way you know its the end of one part and the begging of another.
I don't own DBZ. Any questions?
*Chapter 3*
"Hello? Anybody home?" Vegeta shouted as he dropped his bag by the door. Above his head he heard a squeal and a thump, followed by the sound of someone running down the hall and then the stairs.
"Geta! Geta! Geta! Geta! Geta! Geta!" Vegeta spun around to just barely catch Bulma jumping into his arms and wrapping herself around her brother. Vegeta wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.
"Guess you missed me huh, Lil Bit?" Vegeta said with a smile.
Bulma threw her head back to look at Vegeta, a smile beaming on her face. "Oh my Kami so much! I can't believe you are FINALLY home! There are so many movies I want to watch with you, and oh! There's this special spot I can't wait to show you, I want you to meet Yamcha and Juuhachi! Oh oh oh! And there's-"
"Bulma!" Vegeta put his finger over her mouth laughing. He set her down on her feet. "I'm back for good! There is plenty of time to do all of this. What's the rush?"
"Well school starts in a week. And I've just missed you so much that I want to jam as much time with you as I can," Bulma paused suddenly looking shy and hesitant. "Unless, you already made plans. I mean why wouldn't you have? Besides who would want to spend all their time with their 13 year old baby sister. I'm sorry I shoul-" Vegeta placed his finger over her mouth again, resting his forehead against hers.
"You talk too much." Onyx eyes bored into cerulean ones. The worry disappeared from Bulma's face and she gave a soft grin. "I would love to spend time with you. Every second of this week if you wish. Just let me get settled right now ok? We'll do a movie tonight and then we can worry about tomorrow." Bulma nodded. She suddenly grinned, wrapped her arms around Vegeta's neck and planted a giant kiss on his cheek.
"Deal. You hungry? I'll make dinner while you go unpack." Bulma laughed and skipped away without an answer.
Vegeta yawned as the girl screamed, YET AGAIN. He opened his mouth to ask Bulma if they could change the movie and froze. Bulma had fallen asleep and had curled up against him in a way that was not really sisterly. She was wearing short pajama shorts so her bare legs were entwined around his, her hips straddling his. The tank top that had looked so innocent when they first started watching the movie was now riding low, showing the small swell of her developing chest. Vegeta quickly looked away, his face turning a bright red. 'What the hell am I thinking? This is my sister!' Bulma let out a soft moan making Vegeta twitch. He closed his eyes when he realized that his body was reacting to her small young form. 'Oh shit oh shit oh shit! I gotta get outta here!'
Vegeta started to try to wiggle out from under Bulma but she was holding fast. All that he managed to do was grind against her in a way that wasn't really helping his situation. Bulma moaned again, only this time Vegeta could smell what his attempts at getting out from under her did. Vegeta groaned and closed his eyes. "Geta?"
Vegeta's eyes flew open and he froze. He turned his head, his eyes meeting the blue ones belonging to his sister. 'Sister! Exactly!' "Uh yeah?" he croaked. He cleared his throat and tried again. "Sorry, did I wake you?" Bulma shrugged and yawned. "Wanna go to bed?" Bulma gave a sleepy smile and nodded. "Well you gotta get up if were gonna go to bed."
"Carry me."
"Bulma, you are old enough to climb up those stairs by yourself."
"Please?" Vegeta sighed in defeat and sat up to untangle their bodies. He clicked off the TV and stood up. Bulma lifted her arms giving him a sleepy smile. Vegeta just rolled his eyes, scooped her up and went up stairs to her bedroom. "No I want to sleep with you."
Vegeta nearly dropped Bulma. "Wha-? No, you're too old."
"Please?"
"I said no. Now go to bed."
"Bu-"
"Bed." Bulma pouted at Vegeta then stomped over to her bed. "Goodnight Lil Bit." Bulma gave a very un-ladylike grunt in return. Vegeta smirked and went to his own room, shutting the door, and locking it. He didn't want his body to have a mind of its own while he slept
Vegeta moaned at the skillfulness of the mouth the girl kneeling at his feet had. He grabbed her head loving how the blue silk felt on his hands. Vegeta gasped and pulled the head away. Kneeling at his feet was a very not 13 version of his sister. Vegeta's mouth gaped, speechless. Bulma leaned back on her heel showing that she was naked and very much perfect. Vegeta quickly let go of her hair and took several steps back.
"What's wrong Geta?" Bulma said quizzically, her long fingers coming up to her rosebud mouth to wipe away some precum that had escaped her administrations. She then stuck the finger in her mouth, sucking the juices off. Vegeta let out an uncontrollable groan. His sack tightened even more as she leaned forward on all fours and crawled to him. Her tits were swaying with every roll of her hips, her eyes never leaving his. "Was I not doing it right?"
Vegeta closed his eyes. "This isn't real. This can't be real. You're my sister." Vegeta opened his eyes when he felt warm breath on his face. Bulma's long blue locks fell forward, giving the illusion of modesty.
"Well, I'm not your real sister," she said as she took hold of his hard member.
Vegeta sat up with a shout as he came in his shorts. He panted looking around trying to get his bearings straight. He was home, in his room, having crazy sex dreams about his baby teenage sister who was sleeping right next door. Vegeta groaned and fell back against his pillow, while slapping his hand to his forehead. What was wrong with him? This isn't right! The last words the dream Bulma said to him bounced around in his mind.
'Well, I'm not your real sister.'
Vegeta groaned again. "I need to get laid. That's all. It's been a while and that's all there is to it. There was a knock at the door.
"Geta? Breakfast is waiting for you down stairs. I have to go get something at the store. It's not too far to walk so I'll be back soon ok?" Bulma called through the door. Vegeta shouted back an 'ok' and got out of bed, his face taking on a disgusted look as evidence of his dream rolled down his leg. "When I get back, I'm going to start on a picnic basket for us for lunch. I want to take you to this amazing place I found. Bye!"
"K," Vegeta shouted. "Can't wait," he muttered to himself as he headed off to the bathroom to clean himself up.
Vegeta groaned and fell back on the blanked he was sitting on. "Kami! That was good! Where did you learn to cook like that?" Bulma giggled and laid down next to Vegeta.
"Mom. She does more than baking you know."
"Oh I know. I just meant, how did you learn 'cuz it seems too complicated for you," Vegeta said with a smirk. Bulma sat up with a gasp.
"Jerk!" she said as she smacked him. "I'll have you know that I am VERY smart!" Bulma smacked Vegeta again making him laugh and grabbed her wrist. "And! I am a very good cook all the boys say so!"
Bulma reached out to smack Vegeta with her other hand but was thrown off balance when he pulled the hand in his grip. She fell on top of him, catching herself with her hand on his chest. Their faces were inches apart. Vegeta froze. Bulma leaned her head forward just as Vegeta rolled away to stand up. Bulma caught herself and landed on all fours, looking up at Vegeta. This was too close to the dream he had last night to be comfortable.
"So, what's so great about here huh?" Vegeta said quickly, turning away to look at the scene behind him. They were in a grove of trees surrounding a smallish pond. The area where they were picnicking was the only open surrounding area. A large flat rock that came to his hips was off to his left but the rest was just a grassy area. Someone had been taking care of the area because the grass was cut, leaving no shavings anywhere, the pond looked remarkable clean for a natural one, and there was a waterproof box (where they had pulled the blanket and dishes from) hidden under an outcropping of rock on his left. "I mean you must come here often. Right? This is all your doing?"
Bulma had stood up to come stand by him. "Yeah. I need to get away sometime so dad helped me get started. He bought a riding lawn mower for me to drive here and he helped clean the pond, but other than that it's all me. When I need a longer break, I just camp out here. It's really quite safe. No one knows about it, it's not far from home and the animals around here are mostly fluffy rabbits and Bambi wanna-be's." A crack behind them made Vegeta spin around but as Bulma had said, it was just a deer, who took off once she saw humans.
"Wanna go swimming?" Bulma said suddenly. "It's not really deep and with the sun shining the way it is, it won't be so cold." Without waiting for an answer, Bulma took off her t-shirt and started to shimmy out of her shorts. She stopped half way, bent over and looked at Vegeta. "Well are you coming?"
Vegeta watched as she finished stripping and ran to the lake. He was grateful that she had at least worn dark underclothing, and not something that would be see through. As he took off his shirt, he watched her come up from the water, her body glistening. He contemplated taking off his jean shorts now that he was showing his inappropriate appreciation. Bulma waved Vegeta over, her body moving in almost perfect ways. 'Yup. Shorts defiantly on.'
Because Vegeta was taking so long, Bulma started out of the pond only to stop a few feet out of the water staring at something on the edge of the trees. Vegeta turned to look and his heart stopped. There, just inside the clearing was a giant boar. He was grunting and he was staring straight at Bulma. Bulma turned her head, her eyes silently asking what she should do. Vegeta barely shook his head. Could he make it in time? Get her to the middle of the pond? Can boars swim? Vegeta didn't have time to think.
Then the boar charged.

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