Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Feel So... ❯ chapter ( Chapter 7 )

I Feel So…

A/n- So sorry for the kinda late up-date. I had registration for school, which sucked because I had to walk home. I hate walking home because every time I do, all of these UGLY guys honk at me. It sux. I get a few hot guys to do it but only a few. Anyway here is the next chappy.

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The sun shone through the small window as the morning came. Bulma laid nuzzled into Vegeta's chest as he watched her sleep. Vegeta had just woken up to see the blue haired beauty laying next to him. He still could not admit his feelings for her so he kept quiet about it. He watched as she moved up and down as she took in each breath and watched as she moved around. He sighed and looked up at the clock. It was 7:58 in the morning. Usually he was up training or eating a very late breakfast, but he knew that he could not train with Bulma strapped to his arm, and there was no food in the room to eat. Vegeta thought about what happened the night before. What he said to her, what she said to him. Was it all true? Did he really hate her? Or did he grow some actual feelings for her. He did not know the answer, and did not intend to look for it. He wanted to wait for it to come to him. He stroked Bulma's hair, making her awake from her slumber. She smiled as she saw Vegeta, then looked a bit shocked. She sat up and looked around the room, then looked down at the towel that was wrapped around her.

"This is not my towel." Bulma said. Vegeta cocked an eyebrow.

"How can you tell?"

"Easy. My towel had a B on the corner and there is no B on this." She looked over to Vegeta and the towel wrapped around his waist. She saw the B that was sewn on in the corner. Her eyes widened as she backed as far away from Vegeta as she could.

"What is it woman? You look scared." Vegeta said. Bulma was shacking from the thought of the two having sex, but she did not want to believe that they did.

"We had sex last night huh?" Bulma said.

"Yes, but you don't have to be scared."

"But I am. I had sex with one of my enemies, my greatest enemy for that matter. Why did you do it Vegeta?"

"Why did I do it? You wanted to. You came up with the thought you kissed me first." Bulma blinked a few times trying to remember. Then she remembered everything. She remembered being carried in the air. She remembered sitting in his lap kissing him. She remembered everything! She could not believe it.

"S-so, we had sex?" Bulma asked. Vegeta shook his head and looked at the clock.

"You want to go find those PJ'S?"

"Why bother. We aren't going to sleep or anything"

"Yes, I know that, but so we both don't get killed for sleeping with each other by your father I suggest that we find them and pretend that non of it happened." Bulma looked up at Vegeta.

"Why should we find them? I might as well die for sleeping with you."

"Err, woman don't start right now."

"Too late Vegeta." Vegeta grunted and picked her up and started heading for the place in the wall where they thought the PJ'S would be hidden. Sure enough they were and Vegeta grabbed them and flew him and Bulma back to the ground. He threw the clothing items on the floor and set Bulma onto her feet. They both kneeled down and started to rummage through the pile of PJ's. The were blue and white and looked like something that a hospital patient would wear. Bulma picked up one of the outfits and looked up to Vegeta. She turned her back to him a giggled.

"No peeking Vegeta." She exclaimed.

"Why not? I've already seen you naked before."

"Well, uh, um, Just don't look." She said. She removed the towel from around her body and picked up the shirt. She hummed a song and smiled as she unbuttoned the shirt and began to slip it on. She felt Vegeta's presence behind her and grunted.

"Vegeta, I thought I told you not to look."

"Well I can't help it if your body is calling for me." Bulma turned her head and stared at him.

"And who said that it was calling you Vegeta?"

"Well usually when a woman hums it means their in a good mood. And what can you do in a good mood?"

"I don't know. What?"

"Well you got to, um, you got to,"

"See. You were making it up the whole time." Bulma said turning back around to fix her shirt that was now messed up on the floor. She felt Vegeta's cold lips press up on the back of her neck, making her smile in surprise. She felt his hands rubbing up and down on her shoulders making them warmer from the cold air blowing in and out. She turned to Vegeta and kissed him lightly on the lips. She smiled and ran her hand through his hair.

"How come you always have to have your way Vegeta?"

"I just do." He said kissing her again. Bulma grabbed her shirt and placed one arm through the sleeve and buttoned it up. Her other arm was left out of the shirt. She grabbed her pants and started to place them on her body. Once pulled up, she was pinned down by Vegeta. He let out a low growl and kissed her fully on the lips. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. Bulma pulled away and smiled.

"You know my father will never go for this." She said, kissing him again.

"Well, we won't tell him then. We won't tell him anything. We will be evil to each other and end up back here. Then we can have our time alone." Vegeta said. He kissed her again as she giggled.

"You are so evil Vegeta."

"I know."

"Yeah, and your evil is actually taking over my body." Vegeta cocked an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to tell me you like me?"

"Mm, something like that." Bulma smiled, making Vegeta smirk and kiss her again. From the window sat Yamcha watching her every move. His mouth dropped when she confessed that she liked Vegeta.

`But I thought that me and her were still together.' Yamcha thought. He had a flash back to yesterday when he took her to the beach. She had told him that she was proving a point to Vegeta and all of her friends that she could stay away from him. He wanted Bulma back so much. He grew angry and got up from the grass and stormed off to his car.

"Damn that Vegeta. He's stealing Bulma away from me. He doesn't even like her! I'll tell Dr. Briefs about this at his office." He said. He stared up his car and drove off, leaving a trail of dust behind him.

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So? Kinda short but oh well. I did it at least. How'd you like Yamcha being there? I liked it. Watch for the mext chappy k? okay!