Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hateful Business ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Author's Note: Well this story seems to be getting better support than my other one so I figured I would update this one first. I know it seems that things are going fast but trust me it's not as fast as you may think once more of the story unfolds. So please trust that I will not make this story end within the next few chapters. Thanks for the reviews.

On with the story…

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Bulma sat down at her desk and let her thoughts trail to the events of the last 24 hours. Things had been happening rather quickly between her and Vegeta, a little too fast for her liking. Sure she had asked if they could quit the fighting but she didn't ask for him to kiss her and touch her like he had been doing. The little episode in front of his ex was a little too much. She was certain he had used her to make the other woman jealous, and that was asking too much.

She heard the door open and close behind her but she chose to ignore it. Setting up her workstation she began the vigorous process of her job. Many things had happened since the merger and now her life was twice as complicated. The two companies had to combine resources and projects, which was a backbreaking job in itself. There were hundreds of projects that had been started and it was up to Bulma to figure out which ones to keep and which ones to trash. In most cases she trashed the Saiyan projects because Capsule Corp was farther along in a similar project. It just wasn't logical to or economical to keep every project going and possible end up with duplicates.

She was startled out of her thoughts as her phone on her desk began to ring. Looking at her co-worker and seeing his eyebrows rise as if asking if he was going to pick it up, she did.

"Capsule Corp Bulma speaking how may I help you?"

Vegeta watched intently as she talked on the phone, it definitely was not a business call. He could tell by her voice that it wasn't family either. She was talking to informal for the caller to be business related. He listened in on her conversation and was able to pick up a general idea of what she was talking about. She was going somewhere tonight with someone, but she wouldn't say who or where. It was obvious someone she had been out with before because she had agreed to "their usual meeting." He thought at first that it may have been ChiChi but it quickly changed as he heard her mention her friend and saying that she would not be able to go. As the conversation ended he was able to conclude that whoever was on the phone must have been a woman, a friend of hers.

"What was that about?" He asked without facing her.

"Oh that was Juu, she wanted to meet at the club tonight," she said and she heard a slight grunt coming from him in response.

"Don't stay out to late or get too drunk," he stated and then cut her off as she prepared to respond, "we have a meeting tomorrow with some of my company's scientists. They have some new ideas that they would like to go over before research begins."

"Why didn't you tell me this sooner?"

"I only just found out yesterday and I would have but, you were asleep yesterday and then things came up," he stared at her reminding her of the incident with his ex after lunch and the incident last night.

"All right mother," she said sarcastically as she turned back to her desk to continue her work. She received a growl from him as he too turned back to his desk to start his own projects.

"I'm serious Bulma, you are to be here at 8 o'clock sharp and not a second late. I don't want this to be screwed up because of your tardiness," he ordered.

"Well then maybe this time you won't be banging my secretary this time around," she shot back at him with a smirk on her face knowing that she won.

He growled at her and muttered curses, but he could not come up with a good come back for her statement. She was right the reason why the last meeting didn't go so well was because he was not there. He had no idea what went on or what the plans those investors had. Though this meeting with his employees was not as important it would be crucial for her to make a good impression. Some people were still skeptical about working with the once enemy company. If Bulma made a fool of herself by being, late, drunk, hung over, then it would not sit well with his science team.

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The club scene was definitely hot tonight, though, it was a Friday and places like this are always packed on Friday evenings. Bulma and Juu, also called Eighteen, were smokin' on the dance floor and they had gained every male's attention. Bulma was wearing a red v-neck halter that tied to her neck. It dipped low and showed an ample amount of cleavage but was tight enough to keep everything in. She had on a black skort that was almost too short to be considered anything less than underwear. Her friend, Juu, was wearing a skintight blue tank with black mini skirt that showed a lot of leg. Both women were enjoying there night.

"Let's head to the bar to get a drink," Juu shouted as the song came to an end and another, slower, one started to play.

"Good idea," Bulma yelled back as she followed her friend off the dance floor.

"So have you heard anything from Chi about this whole paternity thing?" Juu asked as she took a seat on the bar and ordered a drink.

"No, she hasn't told me yet but I should hear tomorrow at the latest," she said, "I'll have just a ginger ale, virgin," she requested.

"You're not drinking?" Juu asked surprised as she took a sip of her raspberry martini.

"I have a meeting with some scientists tomorrow with Vegeta and I don't want to be hung over. It won't look well on my part," she said.

"You have gone to these meeting before with hangovers, hell you have gone down to the labs half drunk and it didn't bother you so why now?"

"These are not Capsule Corp scientists, they come from Saiyan Enterprise and I don't need them thinking that their new boss is a drunk," she laughed.

"So are you not drinking because you don't want to or because he doesn't want you to," Juu asked raising her eyebrows.

"What are you saying?" Bulma shot back with a glare.

"Whoa, calm down B it was just a question," she said defensively.

"If it were my own scientists or even if I had met them before then I wouldn't care, but I can't let the first impression my employees have of me is a drunk, ya know."

"I totally understand," Juu said as she finished off her drink. "Well I think I'm going to go ask that hot guy over there for a dance," she said as she pointed to a man across the club.

"Have fun," Bulma laughed as she took another sip of her drink and watched Juu make her way to her target.

"Is this seat taken?" A man asked.

"No," Bulma stated as she turned to look at whomever had asked. Her eyes widened as she got a glimpse at the man sitting next to her.

"My name is Demitrius," he said as he stared in her eyes.

"Bulma, Bulma Briefs," she stuttered out as she looked at him. He was a tall man, about 6'4" with black hair that was spiked. He had blue eyes and was just plain gorgeous.

"Are you here with someone?" He asked.

"Well I'm not here with a man if that is what you want to know, but I am here with one of my girlfriends," she said as she became more comfortable with him.

"Then would you like to dance?" He asked as he held out his hand.

"I'd love to," she said as she grasped his hand and was led out onto the dance floor.

Bulma had never had so much fun with a guy before, even with Yamcha she had gotten bored fast. Yet she had spent hours dancing with Demitrius and had enjoyed every second of it. The time had really flown by, it was already past midnight and she knew she should get home and get some sleep.

"I had a wonderful time, but I have to work tomorrow and I need to get some sleep," she said with a yawn as he walked her to her car.

"Would you mind going out with me sometime, you know, like for a date?" He asked.

"Sure," she agreed, "How about tomorrow night, I have lunch with one of my girlfriends but I am not doing anything tomorrow evening."

"Sound good I will pick you up around 7 o'clock tomorrow evening," he said.

"That sounds wonderful," she said.

"Then I will pick you up at your office tomorrow night," he spoke as he leaned down to gently give her a kiss. She responded almost immediately and deepened the kiss before pulling away.

They said there good nights and she headed home, her mind reeling at the man she had just kissed, and he was amazing. `Though not as good as Vegeta.' The stray thought popped into her mind but she quickly buried all thoughts of him out as she focused on Demitrius and the impending date tomorrow night.

"Though I don't remember telling him which office building I worked in or even that I was working," she thought out loud as she pulled into her drive way. "Or maybe I did and I just can't remember it," she justified as she walked into her lavish apartment. A part of her was shocked to find that Vegeta was not there but she quickly forgot and made her way to bed. Not even bothering with nightclothes she set her alarm and dozed off to sleep, dreams about a certain someone popped into her head, but those dreams were not about Demitrius.

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"Did she fall for it?" he asked in a whisper.

"For a genius she isn't to bright. I am taking her to dinner tomorrow night," Demitrius said with a laugh.

"Good everything is going to plan, now don't do anything stupid or Freeza will have both our heads," he scowled as he took another sip of his beer.

"Trust me Zarbon after tomorrow night I will have the famous Bulma Briefs wrapped around my little finger." He stated confidently.

"It's not Briefs we are after remember that. Our target is Quji and the only way to get to him is through her," Zarbon said as he paid for the drinks and got up.

"So that means that I can bang her right? She is one fine piece of ass if I do say so myself," he laughed as he followed his colleague out of the bar.

"Do whatever you want with her just don't let her find out the plan."

"Yeah, I know, she won't, trust me," he said as he got in his car and drove off.

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The sound of a buzzer awoke the sleeping heiress from her passionate dreams. She groggily opened her eyes and shut off the buzzer and got out of bed. She slowly made her way into the shower to get dressed and meet Vegeta at the office.

She pulled in and encapsulated her car before walking through the door and getting in the elevator. By the time she walked out it was 8 o'clock and Vegeta was standing by the elevator with an irritated look on his face, his foot tapping to show his disapproval.

"What?" She shouted as she stepped off the elevator.

"You are late woman," he stated as he pointed to the clock, which showed that it was 2 minutes after.

"It's 2 minutes Vegeta don't get your panties in a bunch," she quipped, "are you coming or not?" She asked as she walked over to the lab elevator.

It was a small elevator that was hidden behind a secret passage in the office. It went down to the basement where the lab was. As a precautionary reason it was the only way to get to the lab from the office building. The scientists that worked had to go through a series of codes from a smaller building in another part of the city and were then transported by underground train to the lab. Since the merger the Vegeta had his scientists work in the C.C. lab because it was much more high tech and secretive. He always had a problem with plans escaping into his competitor's hands, although it was never Capsule Corp that stole.

"Mr. Quji," an older gentleman greeted, "and you must be Ms. Briefs."

"Ye-" she started but was cut off.

"Yes she is, " Vegeta cut in, "now what was it that you wanted show." Bulma gave him a dirty look and followed the scientist and Vegeta into another area.

"As you can see our team, with the help of the Capsule Corp team, has come up with a security device. After our problems with security breach we all thought that heightened security would do us all best, especially since the two largest tech companies have merged," he spoke as he began to point to the various drawings.

Bulma was intrigued to say the least but she hadn't been aloud to say one thing during the whole presentation, Vegeta kept cutting her off. She felt as if he was treating her like a child, like if she spoke than she would embarrass him. The elevator ride was silent as Bulma just stood there steaming mad. She knew that if she said one word she would rip the man next to her apart. As they got out of the elevator she grabbed her coat and purse and opened the door to leave.

"Where are you goin?" He asked rather annoyed.

"Lunch with Chi you asshole," she stated and then slammed the door.

She was pissed to say the least. She made her way to the small café that her and ChiChi always met for lunch. The sight of the smile on her friend's face almost made the anger disappear, almost.

"What did he do now?" She asked amused.

"I had a meeting with some of his scientists and the whole time he wouldn't let me say a word, as if I would embarrass him or something," she remarked as the waitress took their order.

"Well that sounds like him, always got to be in charge," she laughed.

"It's not funny Chi, I swear that man is going to be the death of me," she glared at her friend, "so why are you so happy."

"We got the results of the paternity test and Goku is the father," she said as she sipped her coffee, "he asked me to marry him last night."

"Oh Chi I am so happy for you, " she squealed, "Now you get to plan your dream wedding."

"Yeah I know," she said, "So how was clubbing with Eighteen last night?" She asked nonchalantly.

"It was great I met this guy and had a really great time."

"Okay, details I want to know everything."

Bulma had told her about how they had met and what a wonderful guy he was. She mentioned that she was going on a date with him that night and that she was excited. However, a part of her did not trust him, and she had to be careful.

"Why don't you trust this guy? I mean from what you said he sounds wonderful," she stated rather shocked.

"There was something about him that seemed, I don't know, false," she whispered. "I really like him and we got along really well but he just seemed to know a little too much, as if he had been researching me or something."

"What makes you think that B.? Or are you just being paranoid," Chi questioned.

"He asked me if I wanted to go on a date and we agreed that tonight would be wonderful. I told him that would be great and he said he would pick me up at the office. The only person that knows that I work late on Saturdays is Vegeta and the payroll people. I don't remember telling him that I was working or even what office building."

"That is kind of weird, maybe he works for Vegeta and was transferred to your office with the merger," she suggested.

"No, I would have been told about it and he does not work for me because I would have remembered his face." She exclaimed.

"Well maybe you are just being paranoid Bulma, it has been a while since you dated somebody other than Yamcha," she stated.

"Maybe, but I definitely think that Demitrius isn't telling me everything."

"You said that he is picking you up at your office right?" Chi asked, "Well maybe you should let Vegeta take a look at him and see if he feels the same way."

"I am not going to let that asshole get anywhere near my date," she shouted defensively.

"Bulma I wasn't suggested Vegeta drill the guy. I was merely saying that let Vegeta get a look at him and see if he feels the same way. Even if the man doesn't have feelings for you I doubt that Vegeta wants to see you get hurt by some guy. And he has a keen sense and can usually tell when someone is trouble."

"So what I let him see Demitrius, and then ask him if he thinks I should go out with him?" She questioned.

"Yeah, I know it sounds crazy but if Vegeta doesn't think the guy is safe then it may save you some trouble."

"Hey Vegeta do you mind telling me if you think my date is going to murder me," she imitated sarcastically, "oh yeah that will go over real well. Besides I don't think Vegeta will like any guy that I go out with. He gets really jealous over the dumbest things."

"I didn't mean like that Bulma," Chi laughed, "I meant like ask him the next day or something or if he is really uncomfortable I bet he would stop you from going with the guy. As for his jealousy, it doesn't surprise me, that man has liked you for the longest time. When we were in grade school I always caught him staring, but he knew a relationship with you was forbidden."

"Right, well Chi I am sorry but I have to be getting back to work. Good luck with your wedding plans and I want to know every detail when you get it set." She said as she got up and gave her friend a hug, "and I told you everything would work out fine."

"Yeah I know, you are a genius," she laughed, "see ya tomorrow B."

"Same time same place Chi," Bulma waved as she left the café and went back to the office.

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"Why are you all dressed up?" Vegeta asked from his desk.

"I happen to have a date tonight," she quirked back at him.

She wasn't really dressed up, but she wasn't in her business clothes either. She had on a pair of black pants with a silver belt that had bells on it. She wore a blue spaghetti string tank top that dipped low to show cleavage but was still conservative. She wore a pair of black open toe sandals. She had her hair up in a high ponytail and some curls to frame her face. She looked elegant and yet sophisticated.

"And who would this date of your be?" he questioned amused.

"His name is Demitrius, not that it is any of your business," she bit.

"Well it is my business when you meet this date of yours in my office. You shouldn't be meeting people here, it is not professional," he stated.

"Yeah and it isn't professional to fuck your secretary in your office either so I guess we're even," she snapped.

Before he could say something more the elevator dinged and the voice of Glory could be heard.

"My date is here, good by Vegeta," she said in a singsong voice as she opened the door to greet him. Vegeta, of course, followed he wanted to get a glimpse of this Demitrius.

"Good evening love," he stated as he eyed her up and down, "I must say that you look absolutely gorgeous."

"Thank you," she kissed his cheek, "Good night Glory I will see you on Monday."

"Good night Ms. Briefs," she whispered not making eye contact.

Vegeta watched as Bulma and her date got into the elevator. He made eye contact with Demitrius and was shocked to see the man with an evil smirk on his face. Something was not right, and he feared for Bulma's safety.

"I don't like him either sir," Glory spoke up.

"There is something very wrong about that man isn't there," he grunted a little shocked to here the timid woman speak. She had never spoken to him since she started. He looked down at her as she handed him his coat and he gave her a questioning glare.

"Aren't you going to follow them?" She asked. He took his coat from her and put in on. "I'm giving you the rest of the night off Glory, have a good weekend."

"Thank you, sire," she whispered but he didn't hear it as he took off down the stairs in hopes of catching them before they left the building.

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"What's the matter Chi," Goku asked. She had been quiet most of the night and it was starting to worry him.

"Oh nothing," she lied but when he gave her `the look' she knew she had to come clean. "Well Bulma has this date tonight with a guy she met at the club last night with Eighteen. She told me today that she doesn't totally trust him. She told me that there was something strange about him."

"Let me guess she is still going on the date with him, right?" He questioned.

"Of course, she thinks that maybe she is just being paranoid but from what she said I think that she is right," she whispered. "I told her that she should let Vegeta just see the guy and if he wasn't comfortable then he wouldn't let her go."

"Yeah if he could get over his pride to stop her. I'm guessing if he had a bad feeling about this guy then he would just follow them instead of stopping her from going all together. I think that I will give him a call and let him know," he suggested as he picked up the phone.

"Yeah, I think that will at least make me feel better," she agreed.

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He was sitting at a table on the balcony, above the one her and her date were. She wouldn't be able to see him, but he could hear everything that they said. He was listening in when his cell phone started to vibrate. Un hooking it from his belt he noticed the number to be Kakkarot's. With a scowl he answered it.

"This had better be good fool," he whispered into the phone. "Yeah I am with her right now…no I am on the balcony above there table…I can hear everything… Of course I don't like this guy, he has something evil about him…whatever… I know bye." He grumbled as he hung up the phone and listened to the conversation below. Only to hear nothing and when he looked down he noticed that they were no longer there.

"Shit!" He exclaimed as he threw money on the table and quickly left.

He had caught up with them just as they were leaving the restaurant. He followed them to Bulma's apartment but he drove past and parked down the road. He watched as Demitrius kissed her and opened the door and they both disappeared. Walking around to the back he used the lattice to climb up on the balcony and sneak in through the unlocked doors. He hid in her closet and peeked out through the slots, being quiet so as not to be heard.

"You have a wonderful apartment Bulma," he exclaimed as they walked into the bedroom.

"Yeah I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it and had to have it," she laughed as she took her shoes off and was heading towards her closet to put them away. She didn't make it to the closet, and Vegeta let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. He heard hr giggle and the thud of her shoes hitting the floor. He watched as Demitrius kissed her and she moaned. His hands made quick work of her shirt, but just as they were going for the clasp on her bra his cell rang.

"What?" He yelled into the phone annoyed, "does it have to be now? I'm a little busy…all right," he grumbled.

"Who was that?" She moaned as she kissed his jaw.

"I'm sorry love but I have to leave," he kissed her deeply, "we will have to continue this another time."

"I will walk you to the door," she groaned and led him out of her room.

Vegeta took the opportunity to leave the closet and escape through the balcony once again. He stared through the window and watched as Bulma slipped the pants off and climbed into bed. He was relieved that it hadn't gone any farther, that she hadn't slept with the man. `There will not be a next time,' he thought, `I'll make sure of that.'

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Well I hope you are happy with this chapter, it is quite a long one. So who is this man Demitrius and what do he and Zarbon want with Vegeta? Well I guess you are going to have to wait and find out next time.

Later,

Nalalina