Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hateful Business ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Author's Note: Okay sorry for the long wait, but some things came up and I haven't really had the time to write, so I hope I haven't lost too many readers.

On with the story…

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The sun streamed in through the slits in the dark curtains rousing the occupant sleeping on the bed. It was late morning and Vegeta was already late for work, not that he cared to go anyway. Pulling back the blankets he made his way to the bathroom to turn on the shower. It would only be a quick and cold shower as the water ran down his skin to the floor. He turned off the taps and grabbed for the fluffy white towel hanging on the rack next to the shower, and made his way to his large closet. Pulling out a business suit he made his way toward the limo that would take him to work, it was going to be a long day.

The shock of seeing Bulma's car in the parking lot when he pulled in was astounding. He had figured she would take the day off or do work at home like she usually did when he pissed her off. Placing his hand on the hood he felt no heat meaning that it hadn't been driven in a while. `She never comes in early.'

Entering the outer office the first thing he noticed was that Claire was not behind the desk. Her stuff was no longer there, which meant that Bulma must have fired her. He opened the door and stepped in expecting to see Bulma, but was shocked when she was not there and it appeared she hadn't been there for a while. Walking into the adjoining `bedroom' his jaw dropped when he caught sight of Bulma laying, apparently passed out, on the bed. She lay on her back with an empty bottle next to her nude form. Walking over to her he let his eyes roam over her form before picking up her wrist to check her pulse.

"Bulma wake up," he whispered as he shook her form trying to keep his eyes off her bouncing breast.

A groan came from her mouth as she was roused awake. The alcohol still hadn't warn off and she was still half asleep and so she grabbed a hold of the arm near her and pulled the body on top of her. She snuggled into the warmth as Vegeta tried his best to get out of her grasp before she opened her eyes, but he was too late. Before he knew it his eyes locked with her red swollen ones as she let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"What the fuck are you doing here Vegeta?" She screamed as she scrambled to get under the blankets to cover her nude body.

"I work here wench," he growled as he turned away to hide his embarrassment. "Now I'll have to get a new bed since your ugly ass was in it," he commented.

"Like you didn't enjoy the view asshole," she countered, "get the fuck out so I can get some clothes on you prick," she grumbled holding her head.

He slammed the office door and made his way over towards his desk. He began to flip through the papers on his desk in an attempt to get the pictures of Bulma naked out of his head. He kept his head down when he heard the door open and shut quietly as Bulma made her way to her desk. It was going to be a long day, and he wouldn't mind a little of the wine she had with her, but of course it was already gone. He was brought out of his daze by the phone on Bulma's desk ringing and of course her screeching into it.

"I don't care just get my new secretary in here now. All right…on the way up now okay…yeah someone just stepped off the elevator now…okay, yeah thanks bye," she said as he hung up the phone and made her way towards the elevator to greet her new secretary.

Vegeta couldn't help but keep his eyes locked on her ass as she made her way out into the hall to greet the new secretary. `Hopefully this one is not like the last one, attractive but not the slut Claire was,' he thought to himself as he made his way out of the office. He had to scope out his newest employee, but he was shocked with Bulma's choice.

"You must be Glory," Bulma exclaimed trying to hide the fact that she was hung over.

"Yes Miss Briefs," she said with her head down, "the ladies down in personnel told me that I got the job and said I should come right up."

"Yes well I'm very glad that you did. This will be your new desk and you will come here every morning. You do not have to change your time schedule 8 o'clock to 5 o'clock is all that you'll need to be here for. Oh Glory I would like you to meet Vegeta, he is also your boss," she said as she noticed her coworker staring from the door, "Vegeta this is our new secretary Glory."

All he could do was wave and say a quick hello before returning his gaze to his work. She had chosen the stereotypical geek for a secretary. She was short and stocky with big thick glasses and freckles on a round face. She wore her red hair in a tight bun in the back of her head. She wore a business suit that covered as much skin as was possible. The skirt went to her knees and she wore stockings to cover up her legs. It wasn't that she didn't have the potential to be pretty it was that she didn't try. After catching sight of her Vegeta knew that Bulma hired her for a specific reason, to keep him from sleeping with another secretary. The closing of the office door and Bulma sit at her desk.

"She really is a nice girl isn't she Vegeta?" She asked amused as she placed sat in her desk and looked at him.

"Oh yes just a lovely girl," he snickered, "and you hired her because of your jealousy, my aren't you nice."

"I don't like my employees sleeping with people that I see everyday. That has always been my rule Vegeta and it won't change because you feel the need to bang every woman in this building," she exclaimed in a whisper as the hangover started to take full effect.

"You look like shit," he spoke as he watched her place her head on her desk, "mind telling my why exactly I found you the way you were this morning?"

"I was upset has a little too much to drink and passed out," she mumbled from under her arms.

"You are telling me that what I said to you actually had an affect?"

"I don't want to argue with you anymore Vegeta," she said as she raised her head to look at him," it isn't getting us very far and frankly it is quite childish. We are both grown adults with professional jobs so this childish riff raff shouldn't be happening," she said.

"You didn't answer my question," he exclaimed amused.

He watched her get up from her chair and walk over to him. He was expecting a slap across the face or some snide comment to come from her. Instead he was shocked when she bent over and placed her mouth over his. He was quick to deepen the kiss as his tongue darted out to run along her lower lip. She opened her mouth to allow him entrance and he took the opportunity to explore what was once forbidden. She ended the kiss and backed away from him.

"There's your answer," she said over her shoulder as she walked away from him, "if you'll excuse me I have a killer headache and desperately need to lay down."

He watched her go into the small bedroom and shut the door. His mind reeling from the kiss as thousands of questions rang through his mind. He sat in his chair for a few minutes just staring at the door and questioning whether or not he should go after her or not. The phone ringing interrupted his thoughts.

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As she opened her eyes she noticed the darkness of the room, she must have slept all day for now it was night. As her eyes came into focus she looked around and didn't recognize the room she was in. This was not the office bedroom she fallen asleep in. The room was much bigger and looked to be decorated differently. The moonlight was shining in through the curtains on the balcony, her balcony. She was in her room, in the Capsule Corps. apartment complex that she lived in. `How did I get here?' she asked herself as she tried to sit up only to be hindered by a weight. Looking down she noticed an arm wrapped securely around her waist. Following the arm to the shoulder and then to the infamous widow's peak that could only belong to one man.

"Vegeta," she whispered as she attempted to wake him up.

"Go back to sleep," he grumbled sleepily back as he pulled her back down on the bed.

"You aren't even dressed for bed," she struggled to get away, "and I doubt you even know whose bed you are in." She heard him grumble some more as his eyes opened and gazed into hers.

"Bulma?" He questioned as his eyes widened.

"Mind explaining how I got her and what you are doing in my bedroom?" She asked playfully as he sat up and got off the bed.

"Your father called and asked if you were in the office because you hadn't come home last night," he said as he began to remove his clothes, "he asked me to make sure that you didn't sleep in the office again," he slipped his pants off leaving him clad in his cotton boxers. "I didn't get done with the paperwork and other things until late and so I brought you home," he sat back down on the bed and lifted the sheets, "I placed you in bed and must have fallen asleep," he scooted back over towards her and wrapped his arm around her pulling her to his chest, "Now go back to sleep we have to get up early tomorrow."

"What are you doing?" She questioned, "you cannot seriously think about staying her tonight."

"Woman it is late and I am very tired and so I ask that you shut up and let me sleep," he grumbled.

"Okay who are you and what have you done with Vegeta?"

"As I recall you are the one that said you didn't want to fight anymore, and the one that kissed me. So instead of fighting how about we just sleep," he practically yelled, but didn't release his hold on her.

Giving up she got comfortable in his arms and shut her eyes. She had to admit that she felt quite comfortable sleeping in his arms. She felt safe, something she had never felt with any other man, including Yamcha. Slowly she drifted off into the land of dreams.

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"So you woke up with him still lying next to you," Chichi stated as she sipped her coffee and listened to her best friend.

"Yeah it was the weirdest thing, I mean this is Vegeta we are talking about. The thing is though it felt so natural as if it was something that happens on a nightly basis," Bulma exclaimed.

"Could it be that maybe you both like each other?" Chi asked slyly.

"I'm not going to lie and say that I don't have some sort of attraction towards the man, but I doubt he feels more than just lust," she said as she took a bite of her sandwich. "So Chi have you talked to Goku lately?"

"Yes, actually he stopped by yesterday," she whispered dropping her gaze to the table.

"And?" Bulma pestered.

"Well I told him everything and that I was sorry that I ignored him. I told him about Gohan and how he may possibly be the father, and oh god I told him that I may have been the girl at that party," she broke down.

"What did he say?" Bulma asked as she consoled her friend.

"He told me that it was okay and that he would forgive me," she cried out.

"So he is taking claim on Gohan," Bulma asked as she patted her friends back.

"He wants a paternity test first, so that it will confirm if he is really the father or not," she sobbed, "Bulma I don't know what I will do if he is not the father. He looked so happy when he first met Gohan, and I know that my son felt the same."

"Chi it will be okay," Bulma whispered, "When do you get the results back?"

"We pick them up tonight," she dried her tears, "I am meeting Goku there and hopefully it will be good news."

"Well I hate to leave you like this but I have to get back to the office. I have a ton of work to do and I am already far enough behind as it is. Everything will be okay Chi you'll see," she said as she gave her friend a hug and left the small café.

The small café was not far from the office building, maybe 5 minutes. She walked in and was greeted by Glory, the secretary. She really was a nice woman, just a little on the conservative side. She was a hard worker that stuck strictly by the book. She arrived everyday at 8 o'clock sharp, and left at exactly 5 o'clock and not a minute more or a minute less.

"Any new messages for me Glory?" She asked.

"No Ms. Briefs," she answered back.

Walking into the office she was shocked to see a woman standing in front of Vegeta. She was tall, about 5'10" with long blonde hair that was pulled up in a ponytail. She had a small jean skirt that was hardly business appropriate. She wore a white blouse that was unbuttoned just enough to show an ample amount of cleavage. Bulma looked at Vegeta's face and was almost relieved to see the agitated look on his face. The woman turned to Bulma and gave her a nasty look.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked snidely.

"For your information I happen to be Bulma Briefs, co-owner of this company," Bulma replied angrily.

"Oh so you're the little hussy that he has been running around with," the other woman said.

"Lola that is enough," Vegeta cut in, "I believe this conversation is over and that I have already asked you to leave my presence."

"This is not over Vegeta," she said as she turned towards him, "I gave you four years of my life and I am not going to let you do this. I have forgiven you for your wandering eye and now we should be back together."

"You broke up with me," he said as he stood up, "therefore I owe you nothing now I will escort you off these premises and I don't want you to return."

He got up and pushed her towards the door but before he shut it he made his way over towards Bulma. He lifted her chin up and captured her lips with his in a passionate kiss. She immediately responded and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I'll be back in a few minutes," he said breaking the kiss and leaving her there breathless.

She heard the cry of Lola as the door to the office was shut. Making her way towards her desk chair she practically fell into it. Turning towards her computer she began her work, but her mind never left the kiss he had left her with.

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Okay so there is another chapter in this story. I will try to update this and my other story as soon as possible. Please review and tell me what you think.

Later,

Nalalina