Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Chapter Fourteen ( Chapter 14 )

  Chapter Fourteen:     “I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” she said callously.   They whipped their heads toward the doorway; frozen in position. Startled, Vegeta didn’t understand what she was talking about. She apparently took notice because she raised an eyebrow as she gestured to his outstretched hand.   Vegeta followed her gaze and saw that he still had the flowers in his hand. He quickly redrew it back to his side, averting his eyes. He heard the door close and lock before Headmistress Strauss strolled in front of them.   “I hope you both have an explanation for this,” she sounded strained.   Bulma was the one to respond, “It’s not as it seems Headmistress. This is just a misunderstanding.”   She looked disbelievingly at her, “Alright then, Ms. Briefs, do care to explain the situation to me.”   Bulma gulped momentarily as she glanced at Vegeta. He looked just as troubled as she felt. This didn’t go unnoticed.   “Please, do not keeping me waiting. I’m not a very tolerant woman under these circumstances,” she said. As each second passed, she seemed to get more enraged.   Vegeta finally regained his composure as he heard the seriousness of her voice. Though the situation did look compromising, it wasn’t unexplainable, right?   “Headmistress, I was simply returning Ms. Briefs’ flowers; she left them here on her way out.”   Victoria looked very suspicious as she looked at him and Bulma.   She turned to her, “Is this correct, Ms. Briefs?” Her tone was still arctic as she spoke to her.   Bulma immediately nodded her head in response. She still looked skeptical.   “I received a card with the flowers; would you like to see it?” she asked as she handed her the paper.   Victoria reached for it and read it. She seemed more than satisfied as she returned it. Her voice sounded delighted when she spoke again, “I apologize for the assumption, but you must understand the seriousness had it been something else.” She directed it to both: Bulma and Vegeta.   They nodded their head.   She frowned briefly as she passed a look over Bulma, but quickly smiled before it was noticed. This child wasn’t a threat to her. She didn’t know why she became so worked up over it. She had every intention of coming in here and inviting Vegeta out to some lunch. It had been far too long since their last encounter. She was a patient woman when she wanted to be, but once her interest was caught she stopped at nothing to get what she desired. And she desired everything about Vegeta.   She was brought out of her reverie when Vegeta cleared his throat. Bulma saw the looks she was giving Vegeta and wondered if there was more to her than what met the eye.   “Well, I think I should be going. I still have 15 minutes left of lunch,” she began. Victoria and Vegeta glanced her way.  She paused before speaking again. The intensity of their gaze was overwhelming. She reached out her arms for the flowers, “Thank you, Professor Ouji.”   He handed it to her, “No problem, Ms. Briefs. I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”   She glared momentarily before turning to Victoria, “Good day, Headmistress.”   Victoria watched her leave before turning all her attention upon Vegeta. He backed up briefly; she had that look about her.   “Well, now that is settled back to the matter at hand.”   Vegeta looked confused for a moment, “Oh yes, was there something you needed?”   Victoria smirked before heading to his chair. She sat down, crossing her legs making sure to show the length of her legs. He held back the urge to roll his eyes.   “Not so much needed, as it is of a request,” her voice sounded seductive.   “Request?”    “To dinner, tonight.”   He was about to reject, but was interrupted.   “I won’t take no for an answer Vegeta. I can be very persuasive when wanted.”   His silence decided for him.   She stood up and walked over to him swaying her hips. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said as she grabbed his tie to pull him closer. He thought that she was about to kiss him, but as she drew her lips near his; she brought them to his ear. “Here is my address. How about eight tonight? I’ll be waiting.” She took a piece of paper and put it in his pant pocket. She kissed his earlobe before withdrawing and walking to the front door. She winked as she closed the door behind her.   Vegeta stood there baffled. He didn’t know what the hell just happened. He groaned as he began to walk to his desk. He was almost there when he stepped on something. He leaned over to pick it up. It looked familiar to him. When he brought it closer to him, he recognized it to be Bulma’s card from her flowers. He opened it, curiosity getting the best of him:   You’ve captured my heart and I intend to capture yours. – C.S.   He became furious as read it again. Jealousy was rearing its ugly head. He decided that he was going to all in his power to find out who the fuck was C.S.   He shoved the card into his pocket, feeling something else there. He pulled it out, instantly remembering the date he was forced into.   “What did I get myself into?”     Author’s Note:   Well, well, well, who would’ve thought? Looks like Vegeta has a lot on his mind. What is he going to do now? *giggle* Thanks for all the reviews so far. I really appreciate it. And thank you to my editor. Till Next Time: (Midnight Passion)