Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hateful Business ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Note: Okay on with the first chapter. To clear up some things, Vegeta is a Saiyan, but Bulma does not know that he is an alien. Saiyan Enterprises sprung up around the same time as Capsule Corps. While CC creates and sells their own inventions, S.E. buys and sells ideas for new products, that's where the fighting begins. Both companies are competing for better scientists and inventors as well as products. Now both companies are working together, yet retain separate businesses. They are one company but keep the separate company names.

Okay so on with the story…

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The past week had been hell for Bulma. Her and Vegeta did nothing but fight all day everyday about every little thing. Most of their fights were about pointless things like where the coffee maker should be and what not. Most of the time they would forget what they were fighting about and just kept yelling obscenities. Things were very stressful at the office, and it didn't help that every morning the first thing she saw was him.

Tonight was the night of the ball, and Bulma couldn't wait. She wore a deep red gown that was backless, and had little sparkles all over it. It went past her ankles to pool on the floor in the back. Of course with the right shoes she only had to lift the back anyway. The front dipped into a long v that showed an ample amount of cleavage. It tied up in a knot behind her neck with long ribbons that trailed down her back. The dress was tight and fit every curve just right.

She put her hair in a pile on top of her head, leaving little pieces curled to accent her face. The rest was curled nicely and was held up with very fancy pins. Her make-up was light, and pale. She wore a red lipstick and silver eye shadow. She looked herself over in the mirror, turning a few times to fully feel the dress. She looked stunning, and was sure to get the right attention, especially since she didn't have a date. Taking one quick look in the mirror again she turned and left the room to head to the party.

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Vegeta sat alone at the bar drinking. He would have had a date for the ball but Bulma had ruined it. His girlfriend of two years had thought he was cheating. Not that it mattered anyway he couldn't stand her. She was too demanding and always a bitch, and she was just using him for money anyway. The best part of the whole relationship was the sex. He probably would've broken up with her anyway but at least he wouldn't look like a total fool tonight.

Taking a look around he noticed many businessmen mingling, but he had yet to see her. `What the hell do I care where she is. She is loud, annoying, bitchy, sexy, hot… Fuck where the hell did that come from?' His thoughts were stopped when he caught a glimpse of blue out of the corner of his eye. Turning on the bar stool his eyes glanced upon Bulma. `Gorgeous.' before he could berate himself she was walking towards the bar.

She sat down on the stool next his, not acknowledging him, and ordered a drink. She had seen him when she made her way over, and she could barely stop the drool forming in her mouth. Of course she hadn't missed the look in his eyes when he saw her, lust. She got the desired affect and was proud of herself. Unfortunately she had also caught the attention of many of the men in the room especially Mr. Gadry, a perverted old man. She made a quick dash to the bar so that he wouldn't ask her for a dance and she wouldn't feel disgusted after he felt her up. She figured she would be better off with Vegeta then with Mr. Gadry any day.

"Where's your date Vegetable?" She asked with a giggle as she turned to face him, drink in hand.

"Well I don't know maybe she left me because of you bitch." He took another shot and stood up, attempting to leave, but Bulma stopped him.

"Oh come on, it's not like you were head over heels in love with the girl. I mean the way it sounded, you were on the verge of breaking it off with her anyway. So how about we let bygones be bygones, and come dance with me?" She swallowed the last of her drink and grabbed his hand. She giggled as she led him onto the dance floor.

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"Well it appears that our children are getting along quite fine, Briefs." Vegeta Sr. spoke as he pointed out the two dancing rather closely.

"Have you been to that office recently?" He joked as he recalled the day he went to see Bulma only to listen to her scream and holler.

"No, I can't say that I have. But if it is anything like what the boy says, I'm sure it isn't pretty. Though now you would think they were a couple, look at the way they move. I guess you were right when you said they were perfect for each other."

"Of course I was right. The way our children run a business is stunning. If those two were to work together think of the possibilities. Bulma's inventive mind, and Vegeta's business savvy, no one would stand a chance. Our company will be the strongest, most prosperous company in the world." He spoke as he continued to watch his daughter.

"If only they could get over their differences. I am afraid that is our fault, for pushing the hate onto them so long ago. If we had let them be, maybe we wouldn't be in the situation now."

"Yes but what's done is done, there is no going back now. All that is left to do is to correct our mistakes and try and fix it as best we can." Briefs emptied his glass and reached over to the bottle of champagne. "To new future." He held poured more drink into both glasses and held it up.

"To a new future." Vegeta Sr. responded clinking there glasses together.

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He couldn't be near her any longer it was driving him insane. Her scent invading his nose, her body rubbing against his. His hands, every now and then, would lightly squeeze her rear bringing her body ever closer to his. He could feel himself hardening as she moved seductively in his embrace. Looking down at her, he brought his lips closer to hers. Just as he was about to kiss her, the song ended and she pulled away. Winking at him she left the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd. With a snarl he, too, left in need of another drink.

Bulma had a prominent smirk on her face as she made her way toward Chichi, and whom she assumed was Goku. Chi wasn't lying when she said he was handsome. His hair was everywhere, and he was definitely built very well. She only hoped he was as well built below the waist as he was above.

"Bulma Briefs," she yelled, "I cannot believe what you just did to Vegeta. You little hussy, that was totally awesome." Both girls were laughing as Bulma took a seat to the table. "Oh Bulma this is Goku. Goku Bulma. So what was that all about?"

"Well it was either Veggie of Mr. Gadry the horny little man in the corner." She laughed as she took a sip of wine.

"It looked to me like he was about to kiss you." Chi laughed.

"Yeah I know, but it is totally funny to tease the man. He falls for everything so easily, it's just so great." She giggled.

"Are you sure you know what your doing Bulma? I mean I know messing with Veggie's head is fun, but don't you think it can go too far?" Chichi asked.

"Well if you ask me," Goku spoke out, "He deserves it, and after all he did in college to the women he dated. It's about time someone messed with him."

"Wait how do you know Vegeta?" Bulma asked inquisitively.

"He was my roommate in college. Yeah we are good friends I just never agreed with his treatment of women. In my opinion he deserves to be messed with, not like he's never done it."

"You actually live with him? That must have been rough," Bulma said with a chuckle.

"It wasn't too bad we got along quite well," he responded.

"I was surprised he was quite the good dancer Bulma. I never would have pegged Vegeta as the dancing type," Chi laughed.

"So was I Chi and it wasn't that bad. I was afraid that he was going to step on my feet or grope me like most of the men I dance with do."

The trio continued to talk and drink until Goku asked Chichi for a dance. Bulma was left all alone at the table lightly trailing her finger around the glass of wine. She watched as her best friend danced happily out on the floor. Sighing heavily she got up in search of a new partner to dance with. Of course it wasn't long before Mr. Gadry had her cornered and almost demanding that she dance with him.

"I appreciate the offer Mr. Gadry but I really do not wish to dance at the moment." She tried to be nice but it was becoming rather difficult.

"Nonsense you have only danced to one song, and you seemed perfectly happy dancing with Mr. Ouji. One dance will not hurt you. Now come milady the floor is waiting." He forcefully grabbed her hand and dragged her onto the ballroom floor.

Placing his hands on her waist he pressed his body as close to hers as physically possible letting her know his arousal. His hands dipped to her buttocks and gave it a rough squeeze before making there way back to her waist. Bulma felt sick to her stomach as the man groped her, but if she were to slap him the company would lose a good chunk of investment. Gritting her teeth together she continued the dance swallowing the bile that was rising in her throat. She was relieved when the song ended and attempted to pull away.

"Thank you for the dance Mr. Gadry but if you'll excuse me I must go find my father," she spoke through clenched teeth giving a small bow of her head.

"Not so fast young lady," he grasped her wrist and started to drag her out of the room, "one dance is not nearly enough."

"I am sorry Mr. Gadry but I must talk with my father it is quite urgent." She pulled her arm away but he quickly latched back on. Before he could protest none other than Vegeta cut him off.

"There you are, I have been looking for you," he grabbed her waist and pulled her to his chest and before she could ask what was going on he placed his mouth over hers and kissed her. Taking advantage of her small gasp he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Breaking away from the kiss he gave a slight nod to Gadry who stood with his mouth agape.

"I did not realize that you two were in an intimate relationship," he whispered, "I am sorry, thank you for the dance Ms. Briefs." He turned quickly and made his way to the bar. Vegeta quickly took Bulma back onto the dance floor and began to sway with the beat of the song.

"What was that for Vegeta," Bulma questioned as she placed her hands back on his shoulders.

"Well if you would rather I had let Gadry grope you than I guess I will leave," he attempted to pull away but was stopped when Bulma pulled him back.

"Okay I'm sorry I'm just confused. Thank you for helping me, but why did you kiss me," she asked slyly.

"Spur of the moment," he responded "believe it of not I do not think you to be as repulsive as you may think. You are an attractive woman with a bright mind and are brave enough to stand up to me. I respect that in a woman."

"Okay who are you and what have you done with Vegeta? If you don't hate me then why do you fight with me?"

"It gives me something to do. I have never met anyone, other than my father, who was as much fun to poke fun of as you. The fact that you give just as much as you get makes it even more amusing," he smirked as he saw the anger streak across her face.

"You are such an ass you know that?" She asked with a venomous tone.

"Of course I am and that is what makes the business I do so successful," the song was coming to a close, "There is a meeting Monday with some investors, be at the office at 8 o'clock sharp." He pulled away from her and left leaving Bulma alone on the dance floor.

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It was quite late when everyone had finally left the Capsule Corps. Premises. Bulma was god awful tired and threw her shoes in the corner collapsing on the bed. She groaned as she attempted to slip off her dress. Not bothering with bight clothes she slipped into bed and tried to sleep but Vegeta's words kept ringing in her ears.

"Believe it of not I do not think you to be as repulsive as you may think. You are an attractive woman with a bright mind and are brave enough to stand up to me. I respect that in a woman."

"Okay who are you and what have you done with Vegeta? If you don't hate me then why do you fight with me?"

"It gives me something to do. I have never met anyone, other than my father, who was as much fun to poke fun of as you. The fact that you give just as much as you get makes it even more amusing."

`Okay so he sort of likes me in a strange way, but do I like him?' Her mind fought over whether or not she truly did have feelings beyond physical attractiveness for the man that was once her rival. Her thoughts flew to the last time she had seen him as a friend. It was the day that she was told that Saiyans were bad and hate for him had been instilled into her bones.

Flashback.

"Vegeta you are going to fast I can't keep up," an eight-year-old Bulma yelled.

"Well if you weren't such a slow poke then you could keep up. It's only a little further."

When they exited the forest Bulma's eyes widened as she glimpsed at the beautiful lake. It was crystal clear with a waterfall on the far end that glittered in the moonlight. Small shrubs were surrounding it and behind them tall trees that kept the lake hidden.

"How did you find this place Vegeta?" She asked slowly as she took in her surroundings.

"It was something that I had stumbled upon a few years ago. The best part is that nobody even knows it's here. It's my secret spot."

"It's so beautiful," she whispered as she took a step towards him. Before she could say more voices were heard off in the distance. "My parents," she gasped out.

"We have to leave now before they find us," he grabbed her hand, "come on." He pulled her along until they were at the edge of the forest near the Capsule Corps. Boundaries. Before he could tell her goodbye a pair of soft lips were attached to his. Doing the only thing he could think of he put his hands around her waist and pulled her closer. Bulma was the first to break the kiss and her cheeks turned red, he quickly let her go and was about to say something when…

"Ah there you are Bulma I was so worr-. What the hell are you doing with that thing?" Her father asked angrily.

"This is my friend daddy we were playing hide and go seek." She shrunk back as her father scowled at Vegeta.

"Leave!" He barked out causing the young boy to turn into the forest and leave. "I don't know what I am going to do with you. Looks like we are going to have a talk."

End Flashback

That night he had called Vegeta's father and a fight began. She was told that Saiyan's were evil and horrible people and she was never to be seen with him again. Of course she did what her father had said and throughout middle school and high school they had stayed away from each other. They were in two different crowds and only fought with each other. The hateful feelings grew until neither remembered that they had once been friends.

`He was my first kiss.' She sighed as she remembered her kiss from tonight. His lips had been as soft as she had remembered and his tongue was smooth with a tang of alcohol mixed in. She had been more surprised than angry when he had kissed her and didn't think to respond to his kiss. Maybe Vegeta wasn't so bad, after all she did get a kick out of pissing him off.

She drifted off into dream world her thoughts lingering on the events of the night. It was going to be weird Monday at the office all right.

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Yeah the end of Chapter one. Tell me what you think I hope it was good. I don't want them to just sleep together for no apparent reason so I threw in the flashback for future purposes. Reviews = less wait

Next time: Bulma returns to work and ends up in a very awkward situation. Hehe you're going to have to wait to find out.

Later,

Nalalina