Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hateful Business ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Author's Note: Okay the reason this chapter is out so fast is because it was originally a part of chapter 6, but I decided to cut it off to leave a bit of a cliff hanger to be mean. I did not leave a whole lot of time between postings so I haven't received too many reviews but that's okay. Let me know what you think.

 

On with the Story…

 

 

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She stood on the sidewalk and sobbed as the chaotic scene around her started to quiet. The blaze was almost extinguished but she knew that the damage would be severe. Looking at the building she could see the charred remains of what used to be an extravagant building. Her thoughts were broken as a pair of hands rested on her hips and her back met with a strong chest. Thinking that maybe it was Vegeta she turned around only to meet a pair of green eyes.

 

“I heard about the fire on the T.V. and had to come to see if you were all right,” Demitrius said as he pulled her into an embrace, “I am glad you were not in that building.” He hugged her until a cough broke them apart.

 

“Bulma the police would like to have a word with us,” Vegeta growled as he eyes the other man.

 

“Vegeta!” Bulma screamed as she flung herself at him. “I thought you were in the building, oh I thought something had happened to you,” she cried as she buried her head into his neck.

 

“As you can see I am fine but we have to go and talk with the police,” he whispered into her hair.

 

“I will call you later Bulma,” Demitrius growled as he watched the Vegeta walk away with Bulma wrapped in his arms.

 

Vegeta only smirked as he watched Demitrius walk away angry. He placed his arms around Bulma's waist and pulled her closer to his own body. He made his way through the crowd and towards the police officer that had requested them for questioning, but before he got there her hand smacked his face, hard.

 

“What the hell was that for?” He asked as he brought his hand up to his stinging cheek.

 

“That is for making me think you were dead you asshole,” she retorted breaking free of his hold to talk to the officer. Vegeta only shook his head; yup she was the same Bulma.

“Ms. Briefs, Mr. Quji,” the officer greeted, “I just have a few questions regarding the fire. Upon review of the case as it stands we do not believe this to be an accidental. The fire alarms never sounded on any of the floors of the buildings and the sprinkler system was dismantled. This building passed inspection with flying color a few months ago so that leads us to believe that this was not an accidental fire.”

 

“Our security system at the main Capsule Corps compound has the logs of all the alarm systems and their statistics at all hours of the day. I will have my father go over them and see when exactly the alarm was turned off,” Bulma explained.

 

“This building is going to have to be capsulated and taken to our investigative labs Ms. Briefs. Though I doubt that anything in it will be salvageable,” the officer said.

 

“Everything that was in the computers is saved on to the main server at C.C. or at my companies compound so everything is safe. We try not to have paperwork for this very reason,” Vegeta spoke out.

 

“Well if you don't mind I would like to just ask a few questions to try and piece together what may have caused the fire,” he said.

 

They had talked with the officer for a long time trying to piece together what had happened. To no avail neither party was able to figure out who got into the system to dismantle the alarms and start the blaze. They were very lucky that nobody was hurt in the fire. An uneasy feeling was left in the pit of Bulma's stomach as she thought about who may have been behind the fire. She had heard Zarbon and Demitrius talk about a plan going down today, but was this what they were talking about? She would go over it with Vegeta later tonight and see what he had to say about it before she told the police her suspicions.

 

“We should be getting back home woman, it is getting rather late,” he said as he broke her out of her thoughts.

 

“Yeah I suppose your right,” she sighed as she took one last look at where her beautiful office had once stood. “What are we going to do about this?” She asked as she got into Vegeta's car, she had put hers back in her purse.

 

“For now some the employees of this building will be transferred to my companies office tower until a new one can be built. The rest will be put on paid vacation until a new building can be erected. The lab did not suffer any damage from the fire and nobody can get into it from here,” he explained as he started the car and drove towards home.

 

“So how did you escape the fire?” She asked breaking the silence.

 

“I was never in the building,” he snorted, “when I got there it was already on fire and it had been for quite sometime. Glory came up to me and told me that she had called the fire department and that nobody was in the building.”

 

“Why didn't you wake me up this morning?”

 

“I didn't realize you had come home,” he responded quietly, “but it is not my job to make sure that your ass is up and ready for work.”

 

“I couldn't stay with him,” she confessed.

 

He didn't say anything to her but kept his eyes on the road. The rest of the drive home was silent as neither party was brave enough to say anything else. When he pulled into the driveway Bulma was quick to leave the car and head into the house. She practically ran to her room and shut the door. She quickly stripped out of her business clothes and put on a pair of athletic pants and a tank top. She glanced at herself in the mirror as she fought back the tears. She quietly left the room and headed to the gardens in back of the house. Walking up to the gazebo she leaned on the railing and looked out at the garden of roses.

 

“I had those planted in memory of my mother,” he told her breaking the silence, “she loved roses.”

 

“They are beautiful,” she whispered, “I never had you pegged as the gardening type.”

 

“I wasn't,” he snapped, “then when my mother was diagnosed with cancer I started to spend more time with her in her gardens. When she died I could never force myself to go back. When I moved here I had the roses planted in memory of her.”

 

“Who was the woman you were with last night?” She asked the question she had been dying to ask.

 

“Her name is Mira Green, her father is a good friend of the family. I have known her most of my life and she has been a very good friend of mine,” he spoke out truthfully.

 

“ I didn't mean to spy on you,” she confessed, “I just walked by when I came home and saw that your door was open and I peeked in. If I had known you were making love-”

 

“I wouldn't call it making love,” he cut her off.

 

“It just looked-” he put his hand up to stop her from going any further.

 

“My relationship with Mira is very complicated. Her and I are just friends and that is all either of us see it as. I have been having sex with her for several years now and that has always been just that, sex,” he explained. “What were you doing home anyway I had assumed you were going to stay with your lover?”

 

“He is not my lover,” she snapped angrily, “I needed to confirm that it was him that broke into my apartment and I did that,” she yelled as she dropped her head and tears started to fall from her eyes.

 

“Why are you crying?” He asked in a whisper as he came closer to her. He used his finger to life up he chin to look into her eyes.

 

“I heard him and his roommate, Zarbon, talking about me and all that had happened,” she cried as he threw her arms around his neck and buried her head into his shoulder.

 

“Did you say Zarbon?” He asked nervously.

 

“Yeah it was his roommate he had a strange accent and looked at me like I was a piece of meat. He mentioned something about a plan that was going down today and I think that meant the fire,” she sobbed as she slowly brought herself out of his shoulder and his grasp.

 

“Shit,” he exclaimed angrily as he made his way towards the railing. Placing his hands on it he leaned over to look at the garden as he set himself in deep thought.

 

“What is it? Is he someone that you know?” She asked as she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

 

“He works for a company called Cold Engineering Technologies, a competitor of Saiyan Enterprise,” he responded coolly.

 

“What could they want with me then?” She asked as she moved to stand beside him.

 

“Before the merger we had been fighting on two fronts you could say. On one side we were competing with your company and on the other with Cold. It was becoming costly as Cold started to steal more of our ideas and we could not afford to compete with both sides. My father decided to merge with you in hopes of strengthening the company. It would appear the Cold now has his eyes set on the merged company.”

 

“Why didn't this company ever come after C.C. before?” She asked shocked at the information she just received.

 

“It was too difficult. Your company has the best security system and most loyal employees I have ever met,” he complimented, “where my company was plagued by corruption and security leaks. At one point we sent in a spy to see how your security system worked. We were shocked to find that you did not use security cards or passes. We managed to upgrade our system but never to the point your company had. Things kept getting stolen anyway because of careless errors.”

 

“The woman that stole the M-80 air filtration unit was sent by them to steal wasn't she?” She asked.

 

“Yes I had met her at a bar and soon after we started dating. I brought her home one night after a date and slept with her. She had put a sleeping pill in my drink so I was knocked out shortly after. She ransacked my place and stole the plans that I have been keeping there. My father had been furious when he found out and since then I have never kept any important document at my place,” he informed as he turned to look at her, “so what happened last night?”

 

“Well I went back to his place after I told him he couldn't come to mine. He was shocked when he found out I was not back in at Capsule Corps and instead here with you,” she blushed slightly, “ I met his roommate and set my purse down on the counter. After…um…while he thought I was sleeping I overheard the conversation he had with Zarbon,” her words drew to a whisper.

 

“He had made mention of the fire?” He asked trying to get the information out of her.

 

“No he just said that the plan was in place and ready to go off tomorrow as in today. I had also searched the room and found plans for the office tower with symbols on them. I also found my missing underwear in his dresser,” she had dropped her head too embarrassed to face him.

 

“There is no need for embarrassment Bulma,” he whispered as he brought her into his arms.

 

“I just feel so dirty,” she sobbed again, “like a whore.”

 

“You are not a whore,” he scolded, “you did what you had to do to keep safe. If he caught on that something was amiss who knows what could have happened,” he soothed her back as she cried.

 

“I just can't believe I was so stupid as to put my company at risk for invasion like this. I mean can you imagine what could have happened with that fire today if people had actually been inside?” She cried out.

 

“You are not stupid, there was no way you were to know what they had planned,” he chided.

 

“If it hadn't been for you then I probably would have brought him right into Capsule Corps and he would've done some serious damage,” she whispered.

 

“But all that didn't happen now did it?” He questioned as he took her words for a compliment.

 

“It is such a beautiful night out, and the moon shining off the roses really enhances there beauty,” she whispered changing the subject “I don't think I have ever seen a more beautiful night.”

 

“Remember when we were eight and I led you to that lake?” He asked as he lifter her head to look into her eyes.

 

“How could I forget it was such a beautiful spot,” she whispered as her face came closer to his own.

 

“I believe before I was chased away you kissed me,” he spoke softly.

 

“Yes what about it?” She questioned him carefully.

 

“Just returning the favor,” he said before his lips met hers.

 

She stiffened at first but soon relaxed into the kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. He placed his arms around her waist and pulled her body closer to his own. His tongue ran along her bottom lip begging for entrance. With a moan she opened her mouth to let him in as she too explored. His hands began to roam her backside until they reached her buttocks. After a few experimental strokes across he gave a quick squeeze causing her to gasp and then moan. He squeezed her bottom and pulled her body even closer to his own. Her hands trailed down his corded neck and across his shoulders and down his well built arms. She trailed them to his chiseled chest and abs and then back up to wrap around his neck. Her hands dug into his hair and pulled his face even closer to hers as they kissed. They stay like that kissing under the moonlight in the gazebo. The full moon reflected off the roses making the dew sparkle in the night.

 

 

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Aww what a nice romantic ending…but don't worry they aren't “together” yet so all those people that are going to bitch about them getting together too quick don't fret. This chapter is a little shorter than the other one because this used to be a part of the other one but I cut it off. So let me know what you think and I'll try to get another chapter out ASAP.

 

 

Later,

 

Nalalina