Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forever More ❯ A Second Look ( Chapter 3 )

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A/N: Hey everyone!! I was so overwhelmed by the number of reviews that I jumped back to work fairly quickly and got this out before Christmas. I'm so proud of myself. A big, special thanks to Phantomscribe72 for beta-ing, thank you sooooo much!! Hope you enjoy!

`Thoughts' - "Words"

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Forever More

~Ch. 3-A Second Look~

Bulma flung the door open to see Vegeta standing in front of her, arms crossed with his usual smirk in place. She saw his face falter for a moment as he looked down the length of her body. She followed the path his eyes had taken and realized that in her haste she had forgotten to tie her robe, giving him an eyeful of her body which was donned only in lace underwear! With a yelp, she closed the robe and blushed furiously. His intense gaze was now completely focused on her now, but his face was the blank mask it always was.

"Umm, I have a few touch-ups left to make and then it'll be finished. I'm going to take a shower and get dressed first, though, OK?" she said, incredibly embarrassed.

All she got in return was a characteristic "humph" as he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Bulma let out the breath she didn't even know she'd been holding and closed the door to her room. She grabbed a pair of khaki shorts, and a light blue tank top, along with a green thong and matching bra, and went into the bathroom. She turned the water to the right temperature, threw off her robe and undies, and stepped under the soothing spray. As she lathered her hair her thoughts turned to the dark prince.

`The way he looked at me… it was so intense,' she thought, her body giving a traitorous shudder.

She quickly slapped herself upside the head, 'What are you thinking?! This is Vegeta we're talking about, the Prince of all Assholes, remember? Plus, Yamcha will be wished back soon, so get your head out of your ass and get back to reality!' she thought, while stepping out of the shower.

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Bulma came downstairs a little while later, and though she may have been "fully clothed," it did nothing to quell the feeling that the warrior experienced when looking at her.

`Her long, curvy legs, full breasts, silky aqua hair…What am I THINKING!!? She's just a weak bitch who doesn't deserve half of my attentions!' he thought, getting up to leave the intoxicating female's presence.

`Ahhh! I thought of her as intoxicating!' his mind raged, but outside his body and face were as unmovable as stone.

`A couple of hours training should teach my lecherous mind to keep to itself.' He thought, heading into the forest to find a suitable clearing.

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Bulma watched Vegeta walk into the woods in wonder. She had just been asking him if he'd eaten breakfast already when he stormed out.

`He didn't even answer my question! What did I say? I was actually being courteous and caring about his well being! Oh well…' she thought. She grabbed a cereal bar and her tools and headed into the GR to finish up her work.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TIMELAPSE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

`Time passed so quickly.' Bulma thought, standing in front of the seven legendary, glowing spheres with the remaining members of the Z-gang and the Namekians, who were all eagerly awaiting the wishes.

As she thought back to the past month she slipped away from the voices of her friends. After she had gotten done with the GR, the Prince had shown his appreciation by spending every waking minute inside it, training to the brink of exhaustion; until just recently, that is. He had taken of in the ship about a week ago, presumably to find Goku.

`Grr, that arrogant bastard! He better bring that ship back! I worked hard on that thing... I hope he's OK, though…Wait, why do I keep doing this!!? I'm here in front of Shenron, about to get the love of my life back and I'm standing here wondering about the selfish prick that eats all my food and takes up all my time with his stupid training! Ahh… still… I hope he makes it back alright…'

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Dende speaking her boyfriend's name to the Dragon. Then, the next the she knew, there he was, Yamcha, in the flesh. She ran to him, crying, and flung her arms around his neck.

"Hey Bulma, Babe! I missed you so much!' he said

"I missed you too, Yamcha! I'm so happy your back!" she said in return

Then, they kissed for the first time in months…but it just wasn't the same…for either of them.

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Millions of miles away, Vegeta was dirty, tired, hungry, and pissed. He'd caught glimpses of the 3rd classes Ki in many areas and on many planets, but as-of-yet had failed to find him. He walked into the GR/ ship and set the course for the direction of Kakarrot's last Ki signature; Chikyuu. He then turned and walked down to the lower, training and living area. When he got there his eyes widened in disbelief.

`The Onna is going the kill me.' He thought, while looking around slowly.

There were dents and scorch marks all over the training room, as-well-as cracked and broken tiles all over the floor. As he ended his observation, a piece of metal from the control console fell comically to the busted floor.

`Shit, she's going to fucking kill me. ` he thought with a sigh and decided to forego the training for sleep instead.

About a day later, Vegeta was woken from a sound sleep by beeping from the command deck. He groggily sat up, pulled on some shorts, and walked up to the first floor. When he got there, a mechanical voice announced,

"Twenty seconds until atmosphere penetration."

Vegeta immediately sat down in the captain's chair and buckled up.

`Here we go. She doesn't matter, I could take on 100 of …Ahh, I really don't want to deal with this…I hope she won't be too angry.' He thought, while listening to the monotone countdown.

"11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, impact."

With that, the routine of bumping and shaking started until finally, Vegeta could see specific continents, then the Briefs' homeland, and, in the blink of an eye, he was there.

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After all the wishes had been made, the Namekians had given their tearful goodbye, and everyone had gotten a good night's sleep, Bulma and Yamcha were walking around the Capsule Corps. Grounds while Bulma told Yamcha everything that had happened during his death. All of a sudden Yamcha looked up to the sky with concentration and…fear?

`What's going on?' she thought in confusion.

He then looked down to her then back up to the sky again and said,

"Vegeta's coming…He'll be here in about a minute."

`Oh my Kami, I hope he's alright, I hope Goku's with him, I hope the GR's OK.' She thought, all her worries plain on her face.

"He'll be coming into the backyard." Yamcha said, eagerly awaiting the verbal thrashing Bulma would give the monkey bastard.

Bulma ran to the backyard and watched the sky anxiously. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, she spotted a black dot, getting ever larger in the sky. She backed far away from where she deduced the landing are would be and watched as the GR gracefully made its landing. The first thing she saw was how beat-up the GR had gotten and she was a little peeved about that, but when the door opened and a bedraggled Vegeta walked out, all she felt was intense relief.

`Thank you Kami, thank you; he's OK.' She thought.

She walked up to Vegeta, who was stone faced; waiting for her first words. She went right up to him, sniffed the air around him and grimaced. She then took her finger, swiped it across his armor, and took a look at all the dirt her finger picked up.

"You need a shower, Mister. Follow me." She said. To her surprise, he followed without a word of protest. They both walked inside, Vegeta trailing after Bulma, leaving a slack-jawed Yamcha to stand and watch in wonder.

A/N: Yes, I know it's short, but I covered all the bases I wanted covered for this chapter. Sorry, but I do have this planned out. Well, it has now been proven that if you want me to write faster…what everyone?…that's right REVIEW! So don't forget to R&R and I'll get right on that next chapter. Happy Holidays, and, until next time,

The Ouji's Mate: signing out…