Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lemon Squares ❯ Ingrdient : Water ( Chapter 2 )
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By: moonsaiyanprincess 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.05.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.05.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
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Me no own DBZ. Now Brianna mad!
Sup people's. This was *supposed to be a one shot, but my sick mind has twisted it into a 6 chapter thingy. *sigh* Enjoy, this all happens in one day.
Chapter 2
Time : Mid-Morning (10:04 AM)
Ingrdient : Water
After Vegeta stormed off, she looked for the ,uch needed ingredients, but noticed that half of them weren't even in the house. She growled and grabbed her purse. She stepped out and into the direct sunlight, no sign of shade around. She opened up a cold dyno cap, with a still cold car. No way in the middle of hell-like temperature was she going to gte into a existing car that was outdoors.
*And be the first bar-b-que'd human ever in a while! Not in this life time!* Bulma thought.
Bulma hopped onto the cool motor bike. She blasted the airconditioner and mist and it blew on her as she blasted through the air. She smiled and sported a Goku like grin out of pure joy. She whizzled through trees, actually taking her sweet time. She eventually bither lip and groaned at the fact that was needed to be done, needed to be done.
She arrived at the grocery store and saw a long line entering the store.
"What the hell?" Bulma screamed.
Bulma walked to the line and poked her finger onto the back of someone infront of her.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me what's up with the line?"
"Lady, there's so many people in the store, you have to wait for others to leave so you can get in!" the guy screamed.
Bulma shrunk back and moaned.
*How much longer* Bulma mentally whined.
~ 10 minutes later ~
Bulma arrived at the door and saw the bulky store manager with his green apron premit her inside. She didn't move all that much.
*Geez! Not even dance clubs are this bad!* Bulma thought.
Bulma grabbed a little shopping cart and squeezed her way through people. She only had a small list.
~ List ~
- Powdered sugar
- 3 pounds of lemons
- 10 pound bag of sugar
- tea
- cherry's
Bulma gripped the handle of the car and began to shop.
~ 50 minutes later ~
Bulma panted. She made it, but being this close to people, who were as warm as her, panting and sweating and breathing hot air on her and others, was convincing her that she may get a case of clostrophobia. She wanted a place to stretch out.
*The Bathroom!*
Bulma trudged along side a bathroom and looked in, much to her dismay, there were people packed in the restroom, and the stalls were all being used up, with lines for them, and it reeked!
Bulma winced in disgust and turned back to her cart to see a young lady about to grab her bag of lemons.
"Oh no you don't!"
The lady grabbed it, and from there Bulma chased the woman, with her groceries close to her.
~ 10 minutes later ~
After 10 minutes of running, the woman grew weak and gave Bulma a weak stiry of how she needed these lemons more than Bulma did. Bulma took her lemons back and cursed the woman.
"Finnaly I can leave" Bulma sighed.
She began to looked for a line, only to see that every single check out lane was open with a line of people waiting to purchase their food. Bulma growled and got into the express lane, though there were more people in that one, she assumed that the lane would prove to be what it was called.
She stood in the same place for a few moments and saw that a line beside her was moving rapidly. She looked at the clek at her lane and saw that she was having trouble ringing up something. Bulma growled and jumped into the next lane, only to lose her space in her previous line and the lane she got into, the lane had closed. Bulma screamed, but no one cared. She was just doing what others felt like doing.
~ Home at last ~
Bulma crawled into the Capsule Corp home, loving the air conditioning and wide open space of the house. She stopped crawling when she noticed that Vegeta's boots prevented her from moving.
"Vegeta, get out of the way" Bulma groaned into the lush blue carpet.
"I've been waiting for you to be at my feet, here's my boot, kiss it why don't you" Vegeta said in a humorous tone.
Bulma growled and regained her strength.
"Let me tell you something about my morning shorty! I stayed in long god foresaken lines, surrounded by...humans" Bulma said the last word with more disgust than Vegeta would ever use. "Someone tried to steal my food, the bathroom was hot and reeked of shit, and to top it off, the check out lanes were long as hell to"
Vegeta just stared at her, not phased in the least about her hellish tale.
"That's nice woman" Vegeta said tiredly. "I'm still hot do something about it"
Bulma grabbed her hair and screamed.
"Then take a cold shower stupid, that's what I'm going to do, and I won't be out for a good little while!" Bulma screamed.
She stomped off and up the stairs. Vegeta leaned his head to the side and caught Bulma's bottom swaying back and forth as she climbed the stairs angrily.
"Everything's nicer about her when she's mad, even her ass" Vegeta said to himself.
Vegeta sighed and took Bulma's advice. He went upstairs and into his private shower. He started the cold water and hopped in. It was bliss. He wished there was more. He washed his face and heard banging and screaming and cursing on the other side of the wall.
*That's right, her shower is right next to mine*
Vegeta grinned and formed a ki ball in his hands, a small one mind you. He placed it against the wall, and with pain stakingly diligence and patience, he formed a little hole. He kneeled down and looked inside. He frowned at how Bulma's violent tirade had ended, but she concentrated on washing the bubble bath over her body.
Vegeta groaned/whispered. This was paradise. She lathered the soap on the top of her body, her shoulders, neck and upper back. She turned around and got some more soap. Her wet rump made Vegeta's body heat rise. She turned back around and lathered the soap on her breasts and stomach. Vegeta's hand, by this point, had shivered to his hardening rod, stroking it slowly as he watched.
*Though this may be degrading for myself, I can not deny the pleasure I'm gaining from this* Vegeta thought.
She paid close attention to her nipples and circeling the areola's and inside her navel. She gathered more soap and began on her legs, they had recently been shaven, so her hands glided over her creamy legs easily. Large and Small bubbles ran down her body. This was relaxing Bulma alot, she was almost forgetting her difficult morning. Vegeta could tell what she was going to clean next.
He was so close to his climax, he could taste it. he sniffed the air loudly, inhaling her scent. Bulma heard the sound but ignored it. She lathered the soap, ready to briefly wash her womanhood, but that noise returned. She looked around.
*Oh shit!* Vegeta cursed himself.
He started another ki ball and planted it lightly over the hole, letting porcelain wall liquidify and drip and seal the hole. Bulma looked around but shrugged her shoulders and continued to clean. Vegeta came on the shower floor. He regained his breath and washed the mess he made. He stepped out and sat on his cool bed, with a towel wrapped around his wasit, just staring into his reflection in the mirror.
"Your getting to in deep with this" Vegeta muttered.
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Wow! So Vegeta gets a little 'in touch' with himself. ;) *wink* Poor Bulma and her hellish day, but by the night, she won't mind any of the hell she went through. LOL! Review peeps!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
Me no own DBZ. Now Brianna mad!
Sup people's. This was *supposed to be a one shot, but my sick mind has twisted it into a 6 chapter thingy. *sigh* Enjoy, this all happens in one day.
Chapter 2
Time : Mid-Morning (10:04 AM)
Ingrdient : Water
After Vegeta stormed off, she looked for the ,uch needed ingredients, but noticed that half of them weren't even in the house. She growled and grabbed her purse. She stepped out and into the direct sunlight, no sign of shade around. She opened up a cold dyno cap, with a still cold car. No way in the middle of hell-like temperature was she going to gte into a existing car that was outdoors.
*And be the first bar-b-que'd human ever in a while! Not in this life time!* Bulma thought.
Bulma hopped onto the cool motor bike. She blasted the airconditioner and mist and it blew on her as she blasted through the air. She smiled and sported a Goku like grin out of pure joy. She whizzled through trees, actually taking her sweet time. She eventually bither lip and groaned at the fact that was needed to be done, needed to be done.
She arrived at the grocery store and saw a long line entering the store.
"What the hell?" Bulma screamed.
Bulma walked to the line and poked her finger onto the back of someone infront of her.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me what's up with the line?"
"Lady, there's so many people in the store, you have to wait for others to leave so you can get in!" the guy screamed.
Bulma shrunk back and moaned.
*How much longer* Bulma mentally whined.
~ 10 minutes later ~
Bulma arrived at the door and saw the bulky store manager with his green apron premit her inside. She didn't move all that much.
*Geez! Not even dance clubs are this bad!* Bulma thought.
Bulma grabbed a little shopping cart and squeezed her way through people. She only had a small list.
~ List ~
- Powdered sugar
- 3 pounds of lemons
- 10 pound bag of sugar
- tea
- cherry's
Bulma gripped the handle of the car and began to shop.
~ 50 minutes later ~
Bulma panted. She made it, but being this close to people, who were as warm as her, panting and sweating and breathing hot air on her and others, was convincing her that she may get a case of clostrophobia. She wanted a place to stretch out.
*The Bathroom!*
Bulma trudged along side a bathroom and looked in, much to her dismay, there were people packed in the restroom, and the stalls were all being used up, with lines for them, and it reeked!
Bulma winced in disgust and turned back to her cart to see a young lady about to grab her bag of lemons.
"Oh no you don't!"
The lady grabbed it, and from there Bulma chased the woman, with her groceries close to her.
~ 10 minutes later ~
After 10 minutes of running, the woman grew weak and gave Bulma a weak stiry of how she needed these lemons more than Bulma did. Bulma took her lemons back and cursed the woman.
"Finnaly I can leave" Bulma sighed.
She began to looked for a line, only to see that every single check out lane was open with a line of people waiting to purchase their food. Bulma growled and got into the express lane, though there were more people in that one, she assumed that the lane would prove to be what it was called.
She stood in the same place for a few moments and saw that a line beside her was moving rapidly. She looked at the clek at her lane and saw that she was having trouble ringing up something. Bulma growled and jumped into the next lane, only to lose her space in her previous line and the lane she got into, the lane had closed. Bulma screamed, but no one cared. She was just doing what others felt like doing.
~ Home at last ~
Bulma crawled into the Capsule Corp home, loving the air conditioning and wide open space of the house. She stopped crawling when she noticed that Vegeta's boots prevented her from moving.
"Vegeta, get out of the way" Bulma groaned into the lush blue carpet.
"I've been waiting for you to be at my feet, here's my boot, kiss it why don't you" Vegeta said in a humorous tone.
Bulma growled and regained her strength.
"Let me tell you something about my morning shorty! I stayed in long god foresaken lines, surrounded by...humans" Bulma said the last word with more disgust than Vegeta would ever use. "Someone tried to steal my food, the bathroom was hot and reeked of shit, and to top it off, the check out lanes were long as hell to"
Vegeta just stared at her, not phased in the least about her hellish tale.
"That's nice woman" Vegeta said tiredly. "I'm still hot do something about it"
Bulma grabbed her hair and screamed.
"Then take a cold shower stupid, that's what I'm going to do, and I won't be out for a good little while!" Bulma screamed.
She stomped off and up the stairs. Vegeta leaned his head to the side and caught Bulma's bottom swaying back and forth as she climbed the stairs angrily.
"Everything's nicer about her when she's mad, even her ass" Vegeta said to himself.
Vegeta sighed and took Bulma's advice. He went upstairs and into his private shower. He started the cold water and hopped in. It was bliss. He wished there was more. He washed his face and heard banging and screaming and cursing on the other side of the wall.
*That's right, her shower is right next to mine*
Vegeta grinned and formed a ki ball in his hands, a small one mind you. He placed it against the wall, and with pain stakingly diligence and patience, he formed a little hole. He kneeled down and looked inside. He frowned at how Bulma's violent tirade had ended, but she concentrated on washing the bubble bath over her body.
Vegeta groaned/whispered. This was paradise. She lathered the soap on the top of her body, her shoulders, neck and upper back. She turned around and got some more soap. Her wet rump made Vegeta's body heat rise. She turned back around and lathered the soap on her breasts and stomach. Vegeta's hand, by this point, had shivered to his hardening rod, stroking it slowly as he watched.
*Though this may be degrading for myself, I can not deny the pleasure I'm gaining from this* Vegeta thought.
She paid close attention to her nipples and circeling the areola's and inside her navel. She gathered more soap and began on her legs, they had recently been shaven, so her hands glided over her creamy legs easily. Large and Small bubbles ran down her body. This was relaxing Bulma alot, she was almost forgetting her difficult morning. Vegeta could tell what she was going to clean next.
He was so close to his climax, he could taste it. he sniffed the air loudly, inhaling her scent. Bulma heard the sound but ignored it. She lathered the soap, ready to briefly wash her womanhood, but that noise returned. She looked around.
*Oh shit!* Vegeta cursed himself.
He started another ki ball and planted it lightly over the hole, letting porcelain wall liquidify and drip and seal the hole. Bulma looked around but shrugged her shoulders and continued to clean. Vegeta came on the shower floor. He regained his breath and washed the mess he made. He stepped out and sat on his cool bed, with a towel wrapped around his wasit, just staring into his reflection in the mirror.
"Your getting to in deep with this" Vegeta muttered.
< br>
Wow! So Vegeta gets a little 'in touch' with himself. ;) *wink* Poor Bulma and her hellish day, but by the night, she won't mind any of the hell she went through. LOL! Review peeps!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD