Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ In the Line of Duty ❯ Chapter 2: Mystery Men ( Chapter 2 )

AN: I'm back not that anyone cares. Sigh, but so what it's fourth of july and my birthday is in 3 days. I'm so excited and I actually took of from work and whoa I'm starting to ramble. Oh yes before I forget this fic tends to have some swearing and later on some steamy sexual scenes nothing to bad I think. Well on with the disclaimer.

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ Yadda Yadda Yadda thank you Akira Toriyama Yadda Yadda Yadda who cares!! No dough no dinero no changay nada. Broke. At least I have my Rock posters. Not as hot as Vegeta but close. Yeah Yeah Yeah I'm done. Read on!!

 

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Last time:

“Yeah but Bulma looks way hotter for sure. I mean her body is all that. I mean her ass is just nice and then her boobs are so…”

“Will all of you shut up!!” Sarge yelled shutting all the whispering people up. “Now as I was saying..” He started before he was interrupted this time by the door slamming open. “What the hell?!” He yelled waiting for the offending persons to walk through the door so he could give them the tongue lashing and through the door they did walk, well more like sauntered.

 

Now:

 

In sauntered tow of the hottest men Bulma or 18 for that matter had ever seen. The taller of the two stood about 6'3 with spiky black hair that pointed all over the place. Right then he had the goofiest smile on his face giving him a childlike cute quality Bulma adored.

The one next to him was a sight to behold for Bulma. He was around 5'10, but with his black mountain of jagged black hair he seemed about 6'2. He had a long face with a high widows peak. Right then he had a hard scowl on his face which only seemed to enhance his sexy bad boy persona. `Yep definitely my type.' Bulma thought absentmindedly.

She than took her time running her eyes up and down the taller man's body noticing the furry belt around his waist reminding her of Radish who always wore one around his waist.

`I've got to ask him about that.' She thought to herself taking her eyes over to the shorter man. She trailed her eyes slowly up his body again noticing a furry belt around his waist.

`That has got to be a new fashion or something.' She continued her roaming tracing his body with her eyes appreciating his very muscular physique that she had some how missed on his companion. She could almost see the muscles bulging out of his dark blue suit and couldn't but help think what his lower half looked like.

When she reached his face she was surprised and embarrassed to see he had been watching her size him up. He immediately smirked when her blush traveled to fill her face with red, causing Bulma to suck in a breath at how gorgeous he was with that smirk.

`Damn!' Is all she could think before she was kicked hard by 18.

(AN: This all happened in a bout a minutes time in case you were wondering.)

“How can I help you gentlemen?” Sarge calmly said his voice hiding his anger at being interrupted by these arrogant men he didn't even know. He took deep steady breathes while waiting for their answers calming himself so he wouldn't do something he would definitely regret later.

The shorter of the two led up the aisle tossing 2 manila folders to Sarge as they came to stand in front of the slightly raised podium he occupied. Who surprisingly caught them in his hand without dropping a single paper. He quickly flipped through both no emotion passing over his face.

Bulma watched the shorter of the 2 under veiled eyes. In short (no pun intended) he was sexy in every possible way and she couldn't help want a piece of him.

As if feeling her gaze he turned slightly and finding her eyes he smirked while lazily trailing his eyes up and down her seated form. She couldn't stop the butterflies fluttering in her stomach as his eyes danced over her skin. She also couldn't stop the anger forming that any man would look at her like a piece of meat. A hot piece of meat but a piece of meat the same. She quickly forgot that she had just been looking at him the same way.

Her thoughts were again broken this time by Sarge who cleared his throat in acceptance bringing everyone's attention back to him.

“Fine you two come to the back with me. Everybody meeting adjourned.” Sarge waved the group of agents away dismissively. “Oh, and I expect a full 2 page report on today's presentation on my desk by tomorrow 8 am sharp.”

He broke into a rare smile when he heard the groans and mumbles of protest from his many agents. Turning his attention to his two favorite lady agents who were currently trying to escape punishment he stopped them dead in their tracks.

“Bulma, 18 would you join us in my office.” He called waving the 2 men over to a hidden door.

“Yes Sarge.” They both grumbled slowly following the men towards the office.

“Damnit B! I swear the next time you make us late I'm going to personally hand you your ass.” 18 hissed lowly so the others wouldn't hear.

“I'd like to see you try.” Bulma whispered back haughtily.

Truth be told both women were on equal levels of fighting skills though Bulma preferred to use her many gadgets and weapons over hand to hand combat.

They quieted as soon as the entered the all to familiar office, taking the 2 leather chairs in front of Sarge's huge wooden desk, while the 2 mysterious men leaned against the wall behind them.

“Now ladies,” Sarge said opening the files again. The women sat up straighter at his tone of voice. He only used that tone when he was angry or plotting something big they wouldn't like. “As much as I would like to, I can't overlook your tardiness this time. Some of your fellow female agents feel that I am showing favoritism over them.” Both immediately knew who those agents were seeing as there was only 2 other female agents besides them.

`Jealous bitches.' 18 thought her eyes set in a deadly glare and her fists squeezed shut almost to the point of bleeding.

`Wait until I get out of here. They're going to pay.' Bulma almost growled out loud forcing her face to remain with a bored look.

“Which I am.” Sarge continued totally oblivious of the two fuming women as he flipped through the charts. “But still I prefer to shut them up by giving you a slight punishment than to hear them crying about how I like you better, which I do, or starting rumors that we're all sleeping together, which isn't all that bad for an old geezer like me. But I am married and that would definitely cause problems, so I have decided to assign you to these two gentleman over there.” He finished allowing everything to slowly seep into the women.

Bulma couldn't help chuckle at Sarge's little speech. He really was a big old softy around only her, 18, his wife Malissa, and his only daughter Amie. Who she knew both well. She was basically another daughter to Sarge and definitely his favorite female officer along with 18.

18 on the other hand was still brooding over how she could make those two nosy bitches suffer slowly and painfully.

“Well that's not that bad, I think.” Bulma remarked after a moment stopping 18's evil thoughts in their tracks. She was definitely unsure of being around these two men whos bodies radiated danger and darkness. But also couldn't help the excited feeling coursing through her veins at a thought of a new challenge.

“Whatever you say.” 18 muttered noncommittally snapping her head around to sneer at the taller guy when she felt his gaze on her. He quickly averted his eyes getting a snort from his shorter companion.

Bulma turned around half way to fully observe the two men. In the conference room it had been dark so she had only gotten a partial look at them but now in the light she finally got a full look. `Whoa their really hot. This is going to be fun.' She smirked evilly to herself chuckling as thoughts of ways to torture her charges popped into her head.

Sarge's eyebrows went up a full inch as he watched his blue haired “daughter” chuckle evilly, while 18 smirked fully knowing what Bulma what was currently thinking seeing as she was thinking along the same lines.

Sarge's coughing brought both ladies back to the present. “I didn't mean to interrupt you two.” He said shaking his head slightly amused. “But I'm sure these two gentlemen would like to get situated in there apartments and receive a little tour from you so they won't get lost around this maze.”

“Um sir,” Bulma interrupted him knowing he couldn't stand being interrupted even by her. “We still don't know their names.”

“Oh of course how silly of me. I've been talking on and on and you 4 don't even know each other properly.” He chuckled finally closing the 2 folders. “Bulma Briefs and 18 Gero meet Vegeta no Ouji and Goku Son.”

 

AN: Well it's officially 12:06 in the morning and I have to get up early so I'm going to stop here. I'm sure you already guessed who the men where. So now you'll just have to wait and see what tortures Bulma and 18 will have in store for our two favorite saiyans. And don't forget about our other two female agents or our other two horny male agents. Well until later.

 

Smooches.