Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )
Chapter Four:
Vegeta was nervous. He couldn't wait to see Bulma later on that evening. He went out earlier to go get her some roses, white ones. He remembered that she mentioned that it was her favorite.
Since their last date he couldn't get her off his mind. She was enchanting, and intriguing. They had talked over the course of the last couple of weeks. Each conversation lasting well until the night. The conversations gave him some insight to what type of woman she is. A damn sexy one, Vegeta smirked.
The conversations varied immensely from subjects as dense as to how the sky gets its color if air is colorless to the in-depth theories of how our existence came to be. No matter how the topic turned, it was never dull nor was she. She was a captivating little nymph that he'll give her.
He hadn't thought that they would have had this many dates. Since the first one; they have had at least two dozen. It seem like they were inseparable. Not a day goes by without them talking to each other.
It was exhilarating, yet frightening all the same. He daresay that he was falling in love with her. He wouldn't let himself come to terms with that. This was innocent. It would always be innocent. If need be he could walk the other way without another backwards glance.
She was like the others. He was sure of it. All of them were the same. She just took longer to show her true colors. He looked in the mirror. Who in the hell was he trying to convince? He knew something was there; it was just his duty to keep himself from realizing it.
He took one more look at himself before picking up the roses and heading out of the door.
Bulma took one look around her apartment before answering the door. Vegeta and she were going to stay in and watch a couple of movies on the couch. She was actually looking forward to it.
"Hey baby."
Vegeta merely responded with a soft kiss.
"Missed me, I see?" she said arching her eyebrow as she opened the door wider for him to enter.
"I can't help it," he said as he brought the flowers from behind his back, "for the beautiful enchantress."
Her eyes lit up with delight. "You remembered," she said in awe.
"Of course, I did." He said haughtily.
She hit his arm playfully. "Conceited, don't you think?"
"Conceited, never, just merely confident."
"Confident, my ass." She murmured as she closed the door.
"What was that dear?"
"Oh, nothing," she flashed her fakest smile as she began to walk towards the kitchen to put the roses in water.
Vegeta smirked as he followed her. He stood in the doorway as she fumbled around looking for a vase. He took in her appearance. She was wearing his favorite color: blue. The color was made for her. It brought out her best attribute: her eyes.
She felt his intense gaze. She turned slowly to see him in what seemed like admiration. Finding himself caught, he walked to her and embraced her.
"Do you know how beautiful, you are?"
She buried her head into his chest. She didn't want him see her embarrassment. He put a forefinger on her chin and brought it to meet his gaze.
"Don't do that?"
"Do what?" she asked looking away.
"Nothing," he said giving up, "How about that movie?"
They were half way through the movie by time the pizza delivery man came. Bulma was snuggled against Vegeta asleep. She must have been tired because no less than a half an hour into the movie she was sound asleep. He slid from her arms and picked up a blanket that was on the arm of the couch. He pulled it around her so she wouldn't be cold. She really looked angelic.
He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket as he opened the door. The boy looked around old, but old enough to be out of school yet. His face was very oily; one would have guessed that he didn't wash his face.
"Pizza for …Bulma." He said annoyingly.
"Ah, I'll take it. How much is it?" he grimaced as he replied.
"$11.89, who are you?" he said, "Are you Bulma's brother or something?"
Vegeta handed him exact change and took the boxes from him, "Is that any of your concern?" he asked callously.
"Actually, I believe so. I like to know who my regulars are," he replied with a raised eyebrow. He looked down briefly to count the change. In the meantime, Vegeta was closing the door in his face. The boy put his foot in the way. "No tip?"
Vegeta demeanor suddenly changed, taking the boy by surprise, "Yes, actually," he said with a grin, "Stay the fuck away from here or your job will be mine." And then quickly shut the door in his face.
He laughed momentarily; the boy's face was priceless. He looked as if he was going to piss in his pants. He took the pizzas to the kitchen table. He didn't want to wake Bulma as of yet. He quietly got a cup from the cupboard and opened the fridge for some chocolate milk. He knew she bought it, because he made sure to put it in the cart.
He was getting frustrated. He didn't have any idea to where it could be unless…he opened the freezer. He smirked inwardly. She knew that he liked it ice cold. She must have put in there when he went to start the movie. He was afraid to admit that they were getting too close. Close enough to know each other likes and dislikes. He quickly suppressed anything of the notion; he would deal with those when the time came.
He got two plates from the dishwasher and placed them on the table. When she awoke she would be hungry that he was sure of. He got four slices of pepperoni and put the chocolate milk on the table. He was missing something that he was sure of. He sat there for quite sometime unsure of what it was.
He felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Bulma with the blanket around her shoulders handing him hot sauce.
"How did you know?" he asked as he pulled her into his lap. She put it on the table and turned to face him once again.
She shrugged her shoulders, "I had a hunch." She seemed to be in deep thought.
"Is there something wrong?"
She shook her head.
"You sure?"
"Uh huh…," she smiled briefly, "Don't worry." She kissed the top of his nose.
He smirked mischievously, "I think we can do better than that."
He pulled her into a passionate kiss, leaving forgotten pizza and chocolate milk for what seemed to be unforeseen…
Author's Note:
What do you think? I hoped you liked it. I hope you didn't find this chapter useless it had a lot of insight to what will happen in the future chapters. I had to jump ahead a month or two in the story because I didn't want another awkward first kiss scene, on the second date. I wanted you to see them finally comfortable with each other. It seems like Vegeta has a lot on his mind with new feelings coming to surface. Well, that's all I have to say for now. Please review. Till next time: (Midnight Passion)