Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fright Night at Capsule Corporation ❯ The Halloween Party: A Lesson in Fright - A Lesson in Love / BLOCK #3 ( Chapter 10 )
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By: Jubei_chan 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.7K | Visits: 536 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.7K | Visits: 536 | Status: Completed
Well, the 'Big Night' is here....at least in our story....I want to say hello to everyone, and give my grateful thanx to all of you who read and review!
On another note, THIS LAST PART WILL BE IN 3 BLOCKS.....all will be uploaded at the same time, so when you finish one block, please continue to the next one to finish the party!!! I did this to keep the file sizes smaller and reader friendly, as best that I possibly could......
I hope you all have enjoyed this fanfic, as much as I enjoyed writing it......It was a true labor of love. I am releasing this early because; 1) I want you all to have an awesome Halloween; 2) You enthusiasm has been absolutely contagious; 3) Your comments are inspiration!
DISCLAIMER: Dragonball Z is not owned by me; it belongs to Akira Toriyama, Viz Communications, FUNimation, TOEI Entertainment, etc. etc. etc..... The Music mentioned in this Block belongs to the group 'N Sync' and their song 'Bye, Bye, Bye'; and Sarah McLaughlin from her album 'Surfacing'/the song 'Building a Mystery' - give them all the credit......Monique, Jason, Ursula, Dina, Devon, the Chief , Kira, Ms. Adams and Danny are mine to control as I will....Hope you all enjoy this next bit of fluff...
The choice of music was because it seemed to fit .... the beat, lyrics, etc. Music critics, please keep the grumblings to yourself. I know alot of people who like the above mentioned group, and a lot who do NOT like the above mentioned group. I am completely neutral......I use it here because the measured tempo beats, and the lyrics embodied what I wanted my story to get across......nothing more. (Same applies for the group listed in Block #1).
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And Now For the Party You've All Been Waiting For:
FRIGHT NIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/ A HALLOWEEN PARTY...
PART 8:' The Halloween Party: A Lesson in Fright - A Lesson in Love / BLOCK #3 ('Trick-or-Treat'!!!!!)
Yes........The time had finally come....................
Jason, had discreetly slipped into his costume, and was now dressed as an ominous executioner. A black velvet hood covered his head, with only two openings for his eyes; eyes that glittered with black hatred. He was wearing loose gie pants of black, that draped generously over powerful legs. The black tank top he had on stretched snuggly over the tightly bunched of his chest. Quietly, he moved among the crowd, and located an empty seat just behind, and slightly to the right of Yamcha. In his hands, he carried a massive two edged axe; the brand new metal glared viciously due to the reflected light that glinted off sharp edges. On his hip he carried two sets of handcuffs, handcuff chains, and a leather whip. He blended in quite well with all of the other bizarre costumes that were around, so he was relatively anonymous.
With a quick head nod from Bulma, Danny cranked up the sound system with the chosen 'war' music: a song by the group 'N Sync that the girls felt conveyed what they wanted Yamcha to hear. Facing away from the crowd, the women waited as the beginning chords of the music began.
First Bulma turned..........then Monique and Ursula in unison.............and lastly Dina and Devon.
Bulma advanced out first, with a hip swaying strut, reminiscent of a runway model and a stripper. She paused just ever so slightly in the middle of the ballroom floor and with a wicked grin continued facing Yamcha in order to end her walk with a rolling pelvic thrust, arms positioned upward.
(Hey, Hey)
Bye, Bye, Bye
Bye, Bye...
Bye, Bye...
Oh, Oh..Oh...Oh....
The four other girls mimicked her movements precisely in a magically choreographed unison; each girl throwing every bit of sex appeal out that she could......The 'V' formation remained as the came up behind Bulma and ending their strut with the same grinding hip thrust and arm movements..
"I'm doin' this tonight,
You're probably gonna start a fight."
Then, still in formation, the girls completed a series of right and then left touch steps; legs extended on each touch. With each step they drew closer and closer to a now sweating Yamcha. The next set of movements were a liquid series of figure eight motions made their hips while still remaining in place. It was at this point that they reached Yamcha's chair. In turn, Dina, Monique, Bulma, Ursula, and Devon began to circle him, like a boa constrictor with its prey; each continued to use that hip swaying stride. Yamcha began to turn several shades of various colors ranging from red to purple to white.
"I know this can't be right.
Hey baby come on,
"I loved you endlessly,
When you weren't there for me."
Each girl slid her hands over and around Yamcha's shoulders, tracing the outlines of every single curve or muscle in his arms. Then the left a panting Yamcha as they proceeded back to the middle of the ballroom floor. Their dance incorporated movements that were a cross between the sway of a lambada and an arabian bellydancer.
So now it's time to leave and make it alone
I know that I can't take no more
It ain't no lie
I wanna see you out that door
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye"
The magical dance literally wove a spell over the crowd and Yamcha; and it was at this precise time that Jason silently slipped up from behind the unsuspecting senshi, quickly enclosing his ankles with the leg chains and cuffs.
Don't really wanna make it tough,
I just wanna tell you that I had enough.
It might sound crazy,
But it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye
Bulma now unhooked her whip, still maintaining her near perfect simulation of an erotic bellydance.
"(Oh, Oh)
Just hit me with the truth,---------------------------['CRACK' sounded Bulma's whip, just missing Yamcha]
Now, girl you're more than welcome to.
So give me one good reason,
Baby come on
I live for you and me,---------------------------------[once again a 'CRACK' sounded from her whip]
And now I really come to see,
That life would be much better once you're gone.
I know that I can't take no more
It ain't no lie,
I wanna see you out that door
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye"
Yamcha's arms weakly went slack, and dropped by the sides of his chair. He was so enwrapped by the performance that he did not notice Jason advancing on him once again, with the stealth of a thief. The 'executioner' handcuffed the wayward baseball players hands together. Sweat visibly was pouring off of Yamcha's forehead as the girls relentlessly pressed on...........
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain't no lie,
Baby Bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye
Don't really wanna make it tough,
I just wanna tell you that I had enough (ooh ooh)
It might sound crazy,
But it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye
I'm giving up I know for sure
I don't wanna be the reason for your love no more
Bye Bye
Yamcha realized to late that he was bound. Why hadn't the other senshi didn't come to his defense? He sensed their ki's and could feel that they were raised slightly.....~~What in the hell is going on?~~he thought in a blind panic. It was at this point that Jason, looming tall behind Yamcha's chair, hoisted the surprised senshi to his feet, and threw him to his knees on the ground; a supplicant on the Throne of Chastisement.
I'm checkin' out
I'm signin' off
Don't wanna be the loser and I've had enough
I don't wanna be your fool"
And now Bulma sauntered up to Yamcha, placed her stilletto heel on the upper shoulders of Yamcha and pushed him down just ever so slightly................
In this game for two
So I'm leavin' you behind
Bye, bye, bye...
Jason now placed a black hood over Yamcha's head, who was struggling against the restraints to no avail.
I don't wanna make it tough (wanna make it tough)
But I had enough
And it ain't no lie (Bye, bye baby...)
Bye, Bye
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two (I don't wanna be your fool)
But it ain't no lie
Baby bye, bye, bye...
Don't really wanna make it tough (don't really wanna make it tough),
I just wanna tell you that I had enough (that I had enough).
Might sound crazy,
But it ain't no lie,
Bye, bye, bye
<echo> Bye,Bye <echo>
It was at this point that Jason hoisted the huge two edged axe and swung...............................>|<THUNK>|<
It landed with a resounding thud against the wooden floor, just inches from Yamcha's neck. There was a very long moment of silence............and then a thunderous round of applause (after all, people just though it was a show; an act).
Not one second after the applause began, a thunderous 'CCCCRACKKKKKK' sounded, and behind the still prone Yamcha stood...........FRIEZA!!!!
Bulma screamed......as did the other girls....Vegeta, who had nearly collapsed with maniacal laughter earlier, stopped. He sent his thoughts to Bulma, ~~Hush, Woman! All is not as it appears.....I am here; do not concern yourself......~~
Half of the audience fainted.....while others either ran, or stood petrified. His eyes narrowed a bit at the formation of Frieza......~~No! That is not possible! That odd boy from the future destroyed that abomination along with Frieza's father.......he probed further with his senses; this it most definitely was NOT Frieza. He stared over at Goku, who also had sensed the same thing.......whatever it was, it was NOT Frieza, and was not making any moves to harm anyone..................
'Frieza' grabbed the petrified Yamcha under his arms, and levitated him out the entrance doors, into the cold black night....................
With the help of Bulma, Goku, Chi-Chi, Jason, and Danny the guests started to revive. "What in the hell was THAT, Bulma?!" Monique demanded after she had regained her senses.
"If you girls will stick around after the crowd leaves, I'll try to explain okay?" Bulma replied. Monique continued to glare a bit, but just nodded her head and went to where Jason was.........
Vegeta, at this point, merely drifted back into the shadows. Like the Vampyre he was, blended in like he was nothing but a dream.....
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Midnight was almost here, and time for the unmasking.....Bulma stepped once again to the center of the stage, placing here head-microphone on once again....
"Can I have everyone's attention please? It's about 2 minutes before the 'witching' hour! Get ready to take off your masks to reveal yourselves....As you take off your masks, we have some very generous hobgoblins, ghosts, and assorted creatures passing out 'trick-or-treat' candy bags filled with goodies for every one of you!!" At this, the crowd emitted several whoops, whistles and loud applause.
Bulma continued with a big grin, "And I just want to say from all of us, Happy Halloween, and we hope you had fun! We sure did!" She excuse herself, and exited from the stage.
More thunderous applause exploded, and then the music resumed.......Midnight rang in, and people started ripping off their masks, revealing many surprises. It turns out the beloved 'Cousin It' was none other than Krillian!
"I just thought, since I've always wanted hair.....eh....well.....heh, heh..." he stammered, blushing furiously. Goku, and most of the others just laughed.......Most everyone had guessed earlier in the evening about Piccolo, and the Son family.....Gohan's enthusiasm was a major contributing factor! The pirate turned out to be none other than Tien......he had put an eyepatch over his third eye, and then placed a bandana over that so as not to raise too many questions from people. Chaotzu was the resident circus clown......and of course, the still unconscious skelton, was Master Roshi!
Bulma then decided that it was time to call over Dina, Devon, Monique, Jason, and Ursula to join the senshi and herself.......It was time for major introductions and explanations. The girls and Jason removed their masks, and got down to the business at hand........Surprisingly they took the news of the 'unusual' characteristics of the senshi in good stride. Monique and Jason then bid everyone good night......Bulma knew Jason had some important business to finish with Monique (the proposal!) before the night ended. Monique gave Bulma a big hug, "Bulma, we really do love you.....Thank you so much for giving us a wonderful Halloween......You are going to keep in touch with me, huh?"
"Oh, you bet! I want you to call me at anytime.....I'll be doing the same....." she returned the hug, grinning fondly at her new close friend. Jason just sniffed, grabbed Bulma up, lifting her well above the floor, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Okay, lil' sis', keep in touch with us.....Monique and I would love to see you as often as possible" he said in a gruff voice, thick with emotion.
Vegeta still continued to observe the proceedings at a relatively reclusive distance.....he had no desire for any further contact with these useless creatures......the object of his interest was a certain 'little kitten'.......To be sure, when Jason had swept Bulma up in that embrace, Vegeta felt the urge to blast the oaf to the next dimension...........but it seemed the bakayaro was more 'taken' with the red-haired creature.
The sensi separated at that point. Tien had struck up a animated conversation with Dina, the Butterfly. Chaotzu had a beatific smile as he followed his best friend and the lovely girl outside.......Krillian and Ursula were talking about old television shows, and old movies, while Devon had quietly been speaking with Piccolo, her eyes shining brightly......it seemed that this Halloween, everyone was receiving 'treats'.
Son-kun, Chi-Chi, and Gohan were the last to leave......"Well, Bulma, it certainly was interesting.....Yamcha will most certainly recover from your lesson, I think" Goku remarked.
"Yes, but Goku, that really wasn't Frieza, was it?" Bulma asked, nervously scanning the room a bit.
"Naw, Bulma.....hadn't you guessed? That was Puar!"
"PUAR?!!"
"Sure! You remember when we first met Yamcha, he was a desert bandit. Puar was with him even back then, helping him to pilfer encapsulators, remember?"
"Yeah! Your right! I guess since Puar is almost unnoticable most of the time, I just didn't really consider it...."
"Well, I think Puar, with her love and loyalty to Yamcha, just couldn't bear to see him hurt.....while she loved you, she loves Yamcha more.....she just wanted to frighten everyone into stopping is all...." Goku smiled.
"Well, Yamcha still got what he deserved! I mean......" Bulma began fuming again.....
"Its okay, Bulma, I know......Look, we'll see ya tommorrow.......maybe for leftovers?" Goku asked hopefully.
Bulma started laughing, "No problem, Goku.....Tell you what, I'll have the caterers encapsulate some tonight, and drop it off by your house tomorrow....okay? I probably will be still cleaning up here...."
"Okay, Bulma......" and with that Goku, Chi-Chi, and Gohan bid everyone goodnight.
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Everyone had left......Danny asked if Bulma needed his help with the cleanup, but she explained that most of the servo-bots would be taking care of that....."What about the sound booth, Ms. Briefs? Do you need me to shut that down?" Danny politely asked.
"No, Danny, I'm gonna take care of it a little later.....thanks anyway..."she grinned.
"Well, if your sure, Ms. Briefs.....I really gotta get home now 'fore my folks get worried.....It's tough when your still living at home, and going to college you know...." he added sheepishly...
"It's okay, Danny.....I still DO live at home....I know how you feel." and with that Danny bid her goodnight.
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" Well, Onna, I must say your little 'attack' was rather effective.......not practical, but effective." smirked Vegeta. He had taken his mask off at midnight like everyone else, as well as the cape, and cumberbund. His poet's shirt was open at the neck, revealing the powerful muscles of his chest. He had a rather amused look on his face.
"Look, Vegeta.....I'm really not in the mood right now for a fight....."she said in a rather tired voice. Bulma walked over to the sound booth to look at some of the music.....she was just in the mood to put on some good music and zone out....she really didn't want to go back to room just yet......"
The clicking heels of her boots echoed slightly, as she began to program in the some of the music she had wanted to hear. One tune was running through her head, that she just couldn't shake off; her favorite, 'Building A Mystery' by Sarah McLaughlin.
"Onna, who said anything about fighting......" he gave her a questioning look, with a raised eyebrow.
She said not a word......she just started the music, and then came out of the booth to stand before the Saiyan Prince. She knew now what it was she wanted to do; it would take all of her courage........She placed her hands on that smooth chest, and then slid them around his waist...Vegeta let out a growl, and pulled her tightly up against him.
"Dance with me.........please, My Prince?...." she said in a breathy voice, desire beginning to overlay her words.
"I know not this 'dancing', woman" he frowned.
Again, with not a word, she placed her hands on his lower hips ~~Just move with me, luv.....its like making love......~~ she knew he could hear her thoughts....
~~Are you sure, Woman.....?~~
~~Come, Vegeta, and feel with me......~~ with that, the music started, and she began to move......
You come out at Night,
That's when the energy comes,
And the Dark Side's light,
And the Vampires roam.
You strut your Rasta wear;
And your suicide poem,
And a cross from a faith,
That died before Jesus came.......
You're Building a Mystery.....
Bulma leaned in and found Vegeta's lips with her own. She poured all of the pent up emotions and feelings she had been harboring deep since this thing began into that kiss. Vegeta returned her kiss with a heated passion she had never felt before........She had never known this feeling from any man.....
You live in a church,
Where you sleep with voodoo dolls;
And you won't give up the search
For the ghosts in the halls.
You wear sandals in the snow,
And a smile that won't wash away.
Can you look out the window
Without your shadow getting in the way?
You're so beautiful,
With an Edge and a Charm;
And so careful,
When I'm in your arms.......
The kisses became more heated and more frequent with each beat of the music; they still moved in a sensuous tempo. Each one was beginning to spiral down into a dark swell of want and need......a craving to feed......to nourish a fire that had been smoldering for longer than both of them had realized.
'Cause you're working,
Building a Mystery,
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
You woke up screaming aloud;
A prayer from your secret god...
You Feed off our Fears,
And hold back your Tears, Oh......
You give us a tantrum;
And a know it all grin,
Just when we need one;
When the evening's thin.......
You're a beautiful;
A beautiful f***ed up man.
You're setting up your,
Razor wire shrine.
Vegeta was trailing small kisses along her jawline down to her neck.....tasting the sweetness of her skin; he left a scorching trail of desire in his wake. It was then, that Bulma finished the ancient ritual.....~~Vegeta, will you take me as your mate?~~ She didn't know how she knew the right thing to say; it was coming from a deep well from inside.....an untapped mystery of the past.
'Cause you're working,
Building a Mystery,
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
~~Yes, Woman, come to me.....you are mine now......~~ he thoughts spoke to her. He broke their deep kiss to bend down, and bite into the well of her neck, breaking the skin as she had done weeks earlier.......He too, began to lap up the metallic drops of crimson from her skin, with small suctioning kisses. ~~So sweet......I need you, Woman~~ his growls of want coming through his mind's eye.
~~And I you, luv~~ and with that Bulma raised her eyes up to meet his......~~There is one more thing, isn't there?~~
~~Yes......are you afraid?~~
~~Yes...............I have never known a man.........~~ but before she could think anymore, Vegeta caught her lips up in a brutal kiss, filled with savage desire. He then swung her up into his arms, to carry her away........to a place of fulfillment.........
Ooo you're working,
Building a Mystery........
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
You're Building a Mystery.........
The End? (Not for them......)
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IMPORTANT AFTERTHOUGHTS:.......I only made this slightly citrus scented.......I really do not do lemons well.....I personally like them, but that does not make one have the ability to convey them well on paper( or should I say screen?)......So I have hinted at it here, and decided let those wild imaginations of yours out there do the rest.......Both Vegeta and Bulma got their 'treats'.....that is most certain.
On another note, THIS LAST PART WILL BE IN 3 BLOCKS.....all will be uploaded at the same time, so when you finish one block, please continue to the next one to finish the party!!! I did this to keep the file sizes smaller and reader friendly, as best that I possibly could......
I hope you all have enjoyed this fanfic, as much as I enjoyed writing it......It was a true labor of love. I am releasing this early because; 1) I want you all to have an awesome Halloween; 2) You enthusiasm has been absolutely contagious; 3) Your comments are inspiration!
DISCLAIMER: Dragonball Z is not owned by me; it belongs to Akira Toriyama, Viz Communications, FUNimation, TOEI Entertainment, etc. etc. etc..... The Music mentioned in this Block belongs to the group 'N Sync' and their song 'Bye, Bye, Bye'; and Sarah McLaughlin from her album 'Surfacing'/the song 'Building a Mystery' - give them all the credit......Monique, Jason, Ursula, Dina, Devon, the Chief , Kira, Ms. Adams and Danny are mine to control as I will....Hope you all enjoy this next bit of fluff...
The choice of music was because it seemed to fit .... the beat, lyrics, etc. Music critics, please keep the grumblings to yourself. I know alot of people who like the above mentioned group, and a lot who do NOT like the above mentioned group. I am completely neutral......I use it here because the measured tempo beats, and the lyrics embodied what I wanted my story to get across......nothing more. (Same applies for the group listed in Block #1).
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And Now For the Party You've All Been Waiting For:
FRIGHT NIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/ A HALLOWEEN PARTY...
PART 8:' The Halloween Party: A Lesson in Fright - A Lesson in Love / BLOCK #3 ('Trick-or-Treat'!!!!!)
Yes........The time had finally come....................
Jason, had discreetly slipped into his costume, and was now dressed as an ominous executioner. A black velvet hood covered his head, with only two openings for his eyes; eyes that glittered with black hatred. He was wearing loose gie pants of black, that draped generously over powerful legs. The black tank top he had on stretched snuggly over the tightly bunched of his chest. Quietly, he moved among the crowd, and located an empty seat just behind, and slightly to the right of Yamcha. In his hands, he carried a massive two edged axe; the brand new metal glared viciously due to the reflected light that glinted off sharp edges. On his hip he carried two sets of handcuffs, handcuff chains, and a leather whip. He blended in quite well with all of the other bizarre costumes that were around, so he was relatively anonymous.
With a quick head nod from Bulma, Danny cranked up the sound system with the chosen 'war' music: a song by the group 'N Sync that the girls felt conveyed what they wanted Yamcha to hear. Facing away from the crowd, the women waited as the beginning chords of the music began.
First Bulma turned..........then Monique and Ursula in unison.............and lastly Dina and Devon.
Bulma advanced out first, with a hip swaying strut, reminiscent of a runway model and a stripper. She paused just ever so slightly in the middle of the ballroom floor and with a wicked grin continued facing Yamcha in order to end her walk with a rolling pelvic thrust, arms positioned upward.
(Hey, Hey)
Bye, Bye, Bye
Bye, Bye...
Bye, Bye...
Oh, Oh..Oh...Oh....
The four other girls mimicked her movements precisely in a magically choreographed unison; each girl throwing every bit of sex appeal out that she could......The 'V' formation remained as the came up behind Bulma and ending their strut with the same grinding hip thrust and arm movements..
"I'm doin' this tonight,
You're probably gonna start a fight."
Then, still in formation, the girls completed a series of right and then left touch steps; legs extended on each touch. With each step they drew closer and closer to a now sweating Yamcha. The next set of movements were a liquid series of figure eight motions made their hips while still remaining in place. It was at this point that they reached Yamcha's chair. In turn, Dina, Monique, Bulma, Ursula, and Devon began to circle him, like a boa constrictor with its prey; each continued to use that hip swaying stride. Yamcha began to turn several shades of various colors ranging from red to purple to white.
"I know this can't be right.
Hey baby come on,
"I loved you endlessly,
When you weren't there for me."
Each girl slid her hands over and around Yamcha's shoulders, tracing the outlines of every single curve or muscle in his arms. Then the left a panting Yamcha as they proceeded back to the middle of the ballroom floor. Their dance incorporated movements that were a cross between the sway of a lambada and an arabian bellydancer.
So now it's time to leave and make it alone
I know that I can't take no more
It ain't no lie
I wanna see you out that door
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye"
The magical dance literally wove a spell over the crowd and Yamcha; and it was at this precise time that Jason silently slipped up from behind the unsuspecting senshi, quickly enclosing his ankles with the leg chains and cuffs.
Don't really wanna make it tough,
I just wanna tell you that I had enough.
It might sound crazy,
But it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye
Bulma now unhooked her whip, still maintaining her near perfect simulation of an erotic bellydance.
"(Oh, Oh)
Just hit me with the truth,---------------------------['CRACK' sounded Bulma's whip, just missing Yamcha]
Now, girl you're more than welcome to.
So give me one good reason,
Baby come on
I live for you and me,---------------------------------[once again a 'CRACK' sounded from her whip]
And now I really come to see,
That life would be much better once you're gone.
I know that I can't take no more
It ain't no lie,
I wanna see you out that door
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye"
Yamcha's arms weakly went slack, and dropped by the sides of his chair. He was so enwrapped by the performance that he did not notice Jason advancing on him once again, with the stealth of a thief. The 'executioner' handcuffed the wayward baseball players hands together. Sweat visibly was pouring off of Yamcha's forehead as the girls relentlessly pressed on...........
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain't no lie,
Baby Bye, bye, bye...
Bye Bye
Don't really wanna make it tough,
I just wanna tell you that I had enough (ooh ooh)
It might sound crazy,
But it ain't no lie,
Baby, bye, bye, bye
I'm giving up I know for sure
I don't wanna be the reason for your love no more
Bye Bye
Yamcha realized to late that he was bound. Why hadn't the other senshi didn't come to his defense? He sensed their ki's and could feel that they were raised slightly.....~~What in the hell is going on?~~he thought in a blind panic. It was at this point that Jason, looming tall behind Yamcha's chair, hoisted the surprised senshi to his feet, and threw him to his knees on the ground; a supplicant on the Throne of Chastisement.
I'm checkin' out
I'm signin' off
Don't wanna be the loser and I've had enough
I don't wanna be your fool"
And now Bulma sauntered up to Yamcha, placed her stilletto heel on the upper shoulders of Yamcha and pushed him down just ever so slightly................
In this game for two
So I'm leavin' you behind
Bye, bye, bye...
Jason now placed a black hood over Yamcha's head, who was struggling against the restraints to no avail.
I don't wanna make it tough (wanna make it tough)
But I had enough
And it ain't no lie (Bye, bye baby...)
Bye, Bye
Don't wanna be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two (I don't wanna be your fool)
But it ain't no lie
Baby bye, bye, bye...
Don't really wanna make it tough (don't really wanna make it tough),
I just wanna tell you that I had enough (that I had enough).
Might sound crazy,
But it ain't no lie,
Bye, bye, bye
<echo> Bye,Bye <echo>
It was at this point that Jason hoisted the huge two edged axe and swung...............................>|<THUNK>|<
It landed with a resounding thud against the wooden floor, just inches from Yamcha's neck. There was a very long moment of silence............and then a thunderous round of applause (after all, people just though it was a show; an act).
Not one second after the applause began, a thunderous 'CCCCRACKKKKKK' sounded, and behind the still prone Yamcha stood...........FRIEZA!!!!
Bulma screamed......as did the other girls....Vegeta, who had nearly collapsed with maniacal laughter earlier, stopped. He sent his thoughts to Bulma, ~~Hush, Woman! All is not as it appears.....I am here; do not concern yourself......~~
Half of the audience fainted.....while others either ran, or stood petrified. His eyes narrowed a bit at the formation of Frieza......~~No! That is not possible! That odd boy from the future destroyed that abomination along with Frieza's father.......he probed further with his senses; this it most definitely was NOT Frieza. He stared over at Goku, who also had sensed the same thing.......whatever it was, it was NOT Frieza, and was not making any moves to harm anyone..................
'Frieza' grabbed the petrified Yamcha under his arms, and levitated him out the entrance doors, into the cold black night....................
With the help of Bulma, Goku, Chi-Chi, Jason, and Danny the guests started to revive. "What in the hell was THAT, Bulma?!" Monique demanded after she had regained her senses.
"If you girls will stick around after the crowd leaves, I'll try to explain okay?" Bulma replied. Monique continued to glare a bit, but just nodded her head and went to where Jason was.........
Vegeta, at this point, merely drifted back into the shadows. Like the Vampyre he was, blended in like he was nothing but a dream.....
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Midnight was almost here, and time for the unmasking.....Bulma stepped once again to the center of the stage, placing here head-microphone on once again....
"Can I have everyone's attention please? It's about 2 minutes before the 'witching' hour! Get ready to take off your masks to reveal yourselves....As you take off your masks, we have some very generous hobgoblins, ghosts, and assorted creatures passing out 'trick-or-treat' candy bags filled with goodies for every one of you!!" At this, the crowd emitted several whoops, whistles and loud applause.
Bulma continued with a big grin, "And I just want to say from all of us, Happy Halloween, and we hope you had fun! We sure did!" She excuse herself, and exited from the stage.
More thunderous applause exploded, and then the music resumed.......Midnight rang in, and people started ripping off their masks, revealing many surprises. It turns out the beloved 'Cousin It' was none other than Krillian!
"I just thought, since I've always wanted hair.....eh....well.....heh, heh..." he stammered, blushing furiously. Goku, and most of the others just laughed.......Most everyone had guessed earlier in the evening about Piccolo, and the Son family.....Gohan's enthusiasm was a major contributing factor! The pirate turned out to be none other than Tien......he had put an eyepatch over his third eye, and then placed a bandana over that so as not to raise too many questions from people. Chaotzu was the resident circus clown......and of course, the still unconscious skelton, was Master Roshi!
Bulma then decided that it was time to call over Dina, Devon, Monique, Jason, and Ursula to join the senshi and herself.......It was time for major introductions and explanations. The girls and Jason removed their masks, and got down to the business at hand........Surprisingly they took the news of the 'unusual' characteristics of the senshi in good stride. Monique and Jason then bid everyone good night......Bulma knew Jason had some important business to finish with Monique (the proposal!) before the night ended. Monique gave Bulma a big hug, "Bulma, we really do love you.....Thank you so much for giving us a wonderful Halloween......You are going to keep in touch with me, huh?"
"Oh, you bet! I want you to call me at anytime.....I'll be doing the same....." she returned the hug, grinning fondly at her new close friend. Jason just sniffed, grabbed Bulma up, lifting her well above the floor, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Okay, lil' sis', keep in touch with us.....Monique and I would love to see you as often as possible" he said in a gruff voice, thick with emotion.
Vegeta still continued to observe the proceedings at a relatively reclusive distance.....he had no desire for any further contact with these useless creatures......the object of his interest was a certain 'little kitten'.......To be sure, when Jason had swept Bulma up in that embrace, Vegeta felt the urge to blast the oaf to the next dimension...........but it seemed the bakayaro was more 'taken' with the red-haired creature.
The sensi separated at that point. Tien had struck up a animated conversation with Dina, the Butterfly. Chaotzu had a beatific smile as he followed his best friend and the lovely girl outside.......Krillian and Ursula were talking about old television shows, and old movies, while Devon had quietly been speaking with Piccolo, her eyes shining brightly......it seemed that this Halloween, everyone was receiving 'treats'.
Son-kun, Chi-Chi, and Gohan were the last to leave......"Well, Bulma, it certainly was interesting.....Yamcha will most certainly recover from your lesson, I think" Goku remarked.
"Yes, but Goku, that really wasn't Frieza, was it?" Bulma asked, nervously scanning the room a bit.
"Naw, Bulma.....hadn't you guessed? That was Puar!"
"PUAR?!!"
"Sure! You remember when we first met Yamcha, he was a desert bandit. Puar was with him even back then, helping him to pilfer encapsulators, remember?"
"Yeah! Your right! I guess since Puar is almost unnoticable most of the time, I just didn't really consider it...."
"Well, I think Puar, with her love and loyalty to Yamcha, just couldn't bear to see him hurt.....while she loved you, she loves Yamcha more.....she just wanted to frighten everyone into stopping is all...." Goku smiled.
"Well, Yamcha still got what he deserved! I mean......" Bulma began fuming again.....
"Its okay, Bulma, I know......Look, we'll see ya tommorrow.......maybe for leftovers?" Goku asked hopefully.
Bulma started laughing, "No problem, Goku.....Tell you what, I'll have the caterers encapsulate some tonight, and drop it off by your house tomorrow....okay? I probably will be still cleaning up here...."
"Okay, Bulma......" and with that Goku, Chi-Chi, and Gohan bid everyone goodnight.
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Everyone had left......Danny asked if Bulma needed his help with the cleanup, but she explained that most of the servo-bots would be taking care of that....."What about the sound booth, Ms. Briefs? Do you need me to shut that down?" Danny politely asked.
"No, Danny, I'm gonna take care of it a little later.....thanks anyway..."she grinned.
"Well, if your sure, Ms. Briefs.....I really gotta get home now 'fore my folks get worried.....It's tough when your still living at home, and going to college you know...." he added sheepishly...
"It's okay, Danny.....I still DO live at home....I know how you feel." and with that Danny bid her goodnight.
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" Well, Onna, I must say your little 'attack' was rather effective.......not practical, but effective." smirked Vegeta. He had taken his mask off at midnight like everyone else, as well as the cape, and cumberbund. His poet's shirt was open at the neck, revealing the powerful muscles of his chest. He had a rather amused look on his face.
"Look, Vegeta.....I'm really not in the mood right now for a fight....."she said in a rather tired voice. Bulma walked over to the sound booth to look at some of the music.....she was just in the mood to put on some good music and zone out....she really didn't want to go back to room just yet......"
The clicking heels of her boots echoed slightly, as she began to program in the some of the music she had wanted to hear. One tune was running through her head, that she just couldn't shake off; her favorite, 'Building A Mystery' by Sarah McLaughlin.
"Onna, who said anything about fighting......" he gave her a questioning look, with a raised eyebrow.
She said not a word......she just started the music, and then came out of the booth to stand before the Saiyan Prince. She knew now what it was she wanted to do; it would take all of her courage........She placed her hands on that smooth chest, and then slid them around his waist...Vegeta let out a growl, and pulled her tightly up against him.
"Dance with me.........please, My Prince?...." she said in a breathy voice, desire beginning to overlay her words.
"I know not this 'dancing', woman" he frowned.
Again, with not a word, she placed her hands on his lower hips ~~Just move with me, luv.....its like making love......~~ she knew he could hear her thoughts....
~~Are you sure, Woman.....?~~
~~Come, Vegeta, and feel with me......~~ with that, the music started, and she began to move......
You come out at Night,
That's when the energy comes,
And the Dark Side's light,
And the Vampires roam.
You strut your Rasta wear;
And your suicide poem,
And a cross from a faith,
That died before Jesus came.......
You're Building a Mystery.....
Bulma leaned in and found Vegeta's lips with her own. She poured all of the pent up emotions and feelings she had been harboring deep since this thing began into that kiss. Vegeta returned her kiss with a heated passion she had never felt before........She had never known this feeling from any man.....
You live in a church,
Where you sleep with voodoo dolls;
And you won't give up the search
For the ghosts in the halls.
You wear sandals in the snow,
And a smile that won't wash away.
Can you look out the window
Without your shadow getting in the way?
You're so beautiful,
With an Edge and a Charm;
And so careful,
When I'm in your arms.......
The kisses became more heated and more frequent with each beat of the music; they still moved in a sensuous tempo. Each one was beginning to spiral down into a dark swell of want and need......a craving to feed......to nourish a fire that had been smoldering for longer than both of them had realized.
'Cause you're working,
Building a Mystery,
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
You woke up screaming aloud;
A prayer from your secret god...
You Feed off our Fears,
And hold back your Tears, Oh......
You give us a tantrum;
And a know it all grin,
Just when we need one;
When the evening's thin.......
You're a beautiful;
A beautiful f***ed up man.
You're setting up your,
Razor wire shrine.
Vegeta was trailing small kisses along her jawline down to her neck.....tasting the sweetness of her skin; he left a scorching trail of desire in his wake. It was then, that Bulma finished the ancient ritual.....~~Vegeta, will you take me as your mate?~~ She didn't know how she knew the right thing to say; it was coming from a deep well from inside.....an untapped mystery of the past.
'Cause you're working,
Building a Mystery,
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
~~Yes, Woman, come to me.....you are mine now......~~ he thoughts spoke to her. He broke their deep kiss to bend down, and bite into the well of her neck, breaking the skin as she had done weeks earlier.......He too, began to lap up the metallic drops of crimson from her skin, with small suctioning kisses. ~~So sweet......I need you, Woman~~ his growls of want coming through his mind's eye.
~~And I you, luv~~ and with that Bulma raised her eyes up to meet his......~~There is one more thing, isn't there?~~
~~Yes......are you afraid?~~
~~Yes...............I have never known a man.........~~ but before she could think anymore, Vegeta caught her lips up in a brutal kiss, filled with savage desire. He then swung her up into his arms, to carry her away........to a place of fulfillment.........
Ooo you're working,
Building a Mystery........
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
Holding on and Holding it in;
Yeah you're working,
Building a Mystery,
And choosing so carefully.........
You're Building a Mystery.........
The End? (Not for them......)
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IMPORTANT AFTERTHOUGHTS:.......I only made this slightly citrus scented.......I really do not do lemons well.....I personally like them, but that does not make one have the ability to convey them well on paper( or should I say screen?)......So I have hinted at it here, and decided let those wild imaginations of yours out there do the rest.......Both Vegeta and Bulma got their 'treats'.....that is most certain.