Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hateful Business ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Author's Note: Thank you to all those reviewers I appreciate the support. I will hopefully have the next chapter to my other story out by the end of the week and I might have another chapter for this out before next week as well.

 

On with the Story…

 

 

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Looking herself over in the mirror once more she made her way downstairs to leave for her date with Demitrius. Though her brain told her not to see him again, she wanted to see if he really was the one that was causing all the trouble. Vegeta had of course disapproved of her decision and reminded her that while she stayed at his place she must abide by his rules. She was not to bring any dates home without his prior consent.

 

“God that man makes me feel like a little girl out on her first date. He is being way too protective and it is driving me insane,” she grumbled to herself as she walked out the door thankful Vegeta had a prior engagement this evening.

 

It didn't take the limo long to reach the small restaurant she was to meet her date at. Telling the driver not to wait up she slowly walked in and scanned the place. Her eyes fell upon her date sitting in the corner. He rose out of his seat to greet her with a light kiss on the cheek as he pulled her chair out for her. After she sat he made his way back over to his own seat.

 

“Good evening Bulma you look very lovely I must say,” he complimented on her attire.

 

“Thank you, it was the best I could find until I get all my stuff unpacked,” she responded as she sipped her wine.

 

“Yes I heard about the break-in it must be hard to move back in with your parents,” he spoke.

 

“Oh I decided against moving back in to the capsule corps. compound,” she corrected him.

 

“What!? I mean really well where are you saying,” he quickly covered up his mistake. The plans had just changed and his boss would not be pleased at all.

 

“Well Vegeta offered me a room at his place for a while for safety. He doesn't want me at C.C. because of security reasons but he doesn't want me to stay alone for my own safety,” she informed as she watched his facial features.

 

“I see,” was all he could say. Things just got a lot more complicated. “Well shall we order?”

 

 

The dinner had been lovely and Bulma had continued the small talk in hopes of getting her date to mess up. The only slip up he seemed to have all evening was when he had been shocked to hear that she was not going back to her parents. He seemed to speak his words carefully, almost too carefully for Bulma's liking. As they made there way out to his car his words broke her out of her thoughts.

 

“Well shall we head to your new residence?” He asked as he opened the door for her to get in and then proceeded to get into his side of the car.

 

“No I just moved in and all my stuff hasn't been unpacked. I would rather not have anyone there until I get myself settled,” she lied to afraid to say that Vegeta would not let him in. The truth was all her stuff was unpacked and everything was set.

 

“Well then how about we go to my place?” He asked rather nervous in hopes that she would say no.

 

“That sounds lovely,” she smiled to him.

 

The car ride had been quiet as neither party would break the silence. Bulma looked out the window in an attempt to figure out where she was and how she was going to get home. She locked in her memory strategic landmarks so she would be able to find her way back. She knew what she had to do and she wasn't really happy with it. She knew it was that only way she was going to get the information she wanted. Before she knew it they had pulled into an apartment complex, a very nice apartment complex. Climbing out of the car he led her up the stairs to his apartment and let her in.

 

“Well this is it,” he stated nonchalantly.

 

“It is beautiful,” she exclaimed as she glanced around and caught sight of another man.

 

“This is my room mate Zarbon,” he gestured, “Zarbon this is Bulma Briefs.”

 

“When you told me how beautiful she was you were quite modest. You are a very pretty lady I must say,” he complemented as he took her hand and placed a kiss upon it.

 

“I don't like to brag you know that,” he joked back as he took a hold of Bulma by the waist. He gently pulled her body closer to his own as she set her purse on the counter. He kissed her as he led her down the hall towards his room.

 

Shutting the door quietly he turned his attention back to the woman, whom had started looking around his room. He smirked, he had her exactly where he wanted her and there was no escaping tonight. He briskly walked over towards her and pulled her body towards his as he captured her lips with his own. She was quick to respond and slid her hands around his neck. His hands started to roam over her body and came to a rest on her butt and pull her body towards his aching groin.

 

“Is your cell phone off?” She asked breaking the kiss.

 

“Yes,” was his short reply as he made quick work of her clothing.

 

She was clad only in her black lace thong and matching bra as he picked her up and laid her down on his bed. He crawled on top of her, the only barrier between them being his and her undergarments. He captured her lips once again as his hands began to roam over her bare skin. She trailed her arms down his back to grasp the waistband of his boxers and slide them off. She used her feet to get the rest of the way off. Lifting her back off the bed he unclasped her bra and then began to work on her thong. He slid it off her and used his knee to spread her legs apart. She brought her own lips with his to urge him to continue.

 

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As soon as he heard the bed creak and the distinct sounds of a woman moaning he took that as the all clear. Taking a hold of Bulma's purse he dumped everything out and began digging. He opened her wallet and started to pull out the various cards, her driver's license, credit cards, debit cards, and such. Nothing seemed to be an access card into the Capsule Corps. compound He scrunched his face as he saw the various feminine hygiene products that were in the purse. His ears pricked and he no longer heard the sounds of sex coming from the room. He quickly shoved everything back into her wallet and placed everything back in the purse and closed it.

 

“Did you find anything?” Demitrius whispered as he quietly left the bedroom.

 

“She doesn't carry any access cards with her so I guess your going to have to use her to get into the compound like we did with Vegeta,” Zarbon replied.

 

“Yeah except the fact that she didn't move back in with her parents,” he responded.

 

“What!? You mean that we did all that rampaging and she didn't go back to her parents. Well where is she staying?” He asked enraged at the news.

 

“Quiet down I don't want her to wake up and hear us,” he scolded his friend, “She is staying with Quji at his place.”

 

“Great just great, the boss is going to have our heads when he hears about this,” Zarbon grumbled as he shook his head.

 

“This could work in our favor,” Demitrius suggested getting Zarbon's attention. “Our ultimate goal is to destroy both Capsule Corporation and Saiyan Enterprises. So far we have been able to deplete Quji that is until he merged with C.C.”

 

“Is this going somewhere soon?” Zarbon asked annoyed.

 

“Well if Bulma and Vegeta are living together then they might have information on both companies there. I'll use Bulma to get inside Quji's home and find the information. I have her wrapped around my finger so it shouldn't be too hard.”

 

“Well it sounds like a plan to me, you better hope it works. So was she good?” He asked slyly.

 

“Yup, just the way I like `em hot and tight. I may just go back for another round, she is one fine piece of ass,” he laughed as he headed back towards his room.

 

“Don't forget our plans for tomorrow. Everything has been set up and should go off no problem,” he stated as he sat down to watch the television.

 

With a grunt of understanding he opened the door to his bedroom to see his beauty still asleep in bed. He climbed on top of the bed and slid under the blankets and placed himself above her.

 

“What are you doing?” She asked sleepily as she felt his kisses upon her neck.

 

“I want you again,” he stated as he tried to spread her legs again.

 

“I have to be getting back home,” she said as she pushed him off of her, “I have to work tomorrow and I have to get my stuff unpacked.”

 

“All right,” he grumbled as he watched her put her clothes on “I will call you sometime.”

 

She barely acknowledged him as she made her way out the door and picked up her purse. She was stopped by his hand on her arm and was pulled into his kiss. She responded but broke the kiss short.

 

“Do you need a ride home?”

 

“No I always keep a spare car in my purse,” she stated as she dug through and picked out the capsule after a bit, “goodnight.”

 

She walked out the door and pushed the tiny button on the capsule and threw it away from her. The small black sports car appeared in its place. Climbing into the driver's side she let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding and started the ignition and drove back to Vegeta's. In her mind she replayed the conversation she had heard between Demitrius and his roommate. She had also searched his room and found the missing pair of panties and bra that were stolen from her apartment. She had also found layout plans for the C.C. office building downtown with various markings on it. She couldn't figure out what the symbols meant but she knew it wouldn't be good. She pulled into the driveway and encapsulated her car and walked inside. Zarbon had obviously gone through her purse because she always kept it organized and it was a mess currently.

 

She slowly walked up the stairs towards her room. As she passed Vegeta's she noticed the door slightly ajar and couldn't resist peeking in on the sleeping man. She was surprised to find that he was not sleeping though. She could hear the woman moan his name as he made love to her. She could tell that it was not just sex, like she had this night. His thrusts were gentle and he kissed her with passion and not lust. She watched with saddened eyes as he made love to this other woman, her eyes were not green with jealousy as might be expected; instead they were filled with tears. She turned from the room and slowly made her way to her own room. The images of Vegeta and this mysterious woman burned into her skull as she cried herself to sleep.

 

Meanwhile in the next room Vegeta had rolled off his partner and off the bed. He slipped on his boxers and turned to find his bedmate quickly dressing herself. He had been friends with her for as long as he could remember. Her father was a good friend of his own father, but he saw her as nothing more than a friend with benefits. He was glad that she seemed to feel the same way about him as well. Whenever he was frustrated or upset, and training didn't work, he would go to her and take out his anger in bed. He had been having sex with her for several years and neither partner really seemed to have a problem with there relationship.

 

“So are you going to tell me what is the matter Vegeta? It has been quite a long time since our last encounter like this,” she giggled as she pulled her shirt over her head.

 

“Mira what makes you think there is something wrong? Maybe I just needed to get laid,” he grunted as he lay back down in the bed again.

 

“Well if you just wanted to get laid then you wouldn't have called me,” she retorted as she lay down next to him with her head propped on her elbow. “I know you well enough to be able to tell when you are lying, and right now you are lying.”

 

“Fine I have been frustrated with Bulma,” he barked out.

 

“See now was that so hard,” she giggled and received a growl, “The Briefs girl huh, what are you upset that she isn't jumping your bones?”

 

“No,” he defended as he turned his head to glare at her, “she is seeing another man and I don't trust him.”

 

“As your eyes become green with jealousy. Maybe you don't like him because he has the one girl you've wanted since you hit puberty but never could have,” she laughed as she saw his face.

 

“That is not it,” he snapped back angrily, “I think he is trying to use her to get into the Capsule Corporation compound, she things so too but she doesn't have any physical evidence to back it up. She went out with him tonight and she is probably staying at his place.”

 

“Oh so he is also fucking the woman of your dreams as well,” she laughed, “sounds to me like you need to just tell here how you feel about her.”

 

“Like that'll go over well,” he growled, “she'll probably fall over laughing.”

 

“Maybe words aren't the way to go about it then,” she suggested.

 

“Oh and what do you think I should wine her and dine her,” he said sarcastically.

 

“No, but a little romance wouldn't kill you,” she put her hand on his lips to keep him from talking. “From what I have heard about her she loves roses. So she will probably find her way to your gardens and into the gazebo. When she is there you should follow her and then strike up a conversation about the flowers.”

 

“I'm sure she'll be real interested in that,” he snorted, “I have nothing to talk about other than business and I work with her and she hates talking business with me.”

 

“Well I was thinking more about telling her that you had the garden placed there in memory of your mother. I know it sounds sappy but you can get her interested with that and then when the moment is right kiss her,” she sighed as she thought about.

 

“You watch too many chick flicks Mira,” he grumbled, “you desperately need a man in your life.”

 

“Well if this thing between you and Bulma works out well then I will have more time too look for a man. It just seems that every time I try to get one you show up and need sex,” she laughed.

 

“I still don't understand why you just let me use you like I do,” he whispered.

 

“I don't see it like that. I mean yeah the sex is just that, sex, but after we have these really touching conversations. This isn't just pillow talk either it is real conversations between friends. Besides the sex is good,” she laughed as she realized she had just added to his ego.

 

“Damn straight,” he agreed with a laugh, “but if your father knew how long I've been boning you then he would castrate me.”

 

“What daddy doesn't know won't kill him I always say. Well I should probably get heading back home. I wouldn't want your lovely housemate to come home and find us in bed together because that would be disastrous,” she laughed as she climbed off the bed and headed for the door.

 

“I will walk you out,” he said as he followed behind her. He watched as she got in her car and drove away before returning to his own room and climbing in bed. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

 

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The sun beamed in through the partially opened shades shining brightly on the tear stained face of the heiress. She grumbled as her eyes opened to the bright sunshine but quickly closed as the beams burned. She glanced over at the clock and her eyes widened as she read the 10:30 a.m. in red. Throwing herself out of bed she ran to her bathroom to take a quick shower. She ran from the bathroom to her closet to throw on something. She didn't even have time to dry her hair as she put a brush through it and left. Sure she looked like shit but she felt that way so it didn't really matter.

 

She sped out of the driveway and onto the road. Vegeta would be pissed when she arrived at the office. She had never been this late before in her life, but in her misery last night she never set the alarm. She pressed the gas to the floor as she sped passed cars in her rush to get to work. She banged her head on the steering wheel when she was caught behind a long line of cars in a traffic jam. Lifting her head she saw why all the cars were stopped.

 

“Oh my god!” She screamed as she saw her office building ablaze. Getting out of her car she capsulated it and ran down the sidewalk to get a better view.

 

The building was spewing flames as the firefighters tried to put out the out of control blaze. A crowd of people had gathered to watch the building burn. Bulma could only watch helplessly as she thought of all the people that worked in the building. Her face turned pale as she thought of her employees burning to death. She would not share that same fate because she had slept in. She wasn't doing her job and so she would survive when so many others would not. Then her thoughts drifted to Vegeta and how she never had the chance to tell him how she really felt. She started to cry and her head dropped.

 

“Oh Vegeta,” she sobbed as the tears ran down her cheek. She looked back up to the burning building as the tears continued to flow down her cheeks

 

 

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OH MY GOD IS VEGETA REALLY DEAD???? Well I guess you are going to have to wait to find out. Please review and let me know what you think. I will more than likely have the next chapter out before the end of the week.

 

Later,

 

Nalalina