Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lemon Squares ❯ Ingrdient : Lemons ( Chapter 3 )
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By: moonsaiyanprincess 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.22.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 807 | Visits: 976 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.22.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 807 | Visits: 976 | 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 3
Time : Noon (12:00 PM)
Ingrdient : Lemons
Vegeta eventually left his room, dressed and sated of any cravings for Bulma's body. He exited the home while she wasn't around and entered the Gravity room in hope to attain super saiya-jin.
Bulma walked downstairs in tiny shorts and a little shirt that said 'Hot Stuff'.
*You're telling me!* Bulma thought.
Bulma got a large pitcher, lemonade powder, sugar and began to cut lemons to make lemonade.
~ Moments later ~
Vegeta couldn't stand the heat any longer. He stopped his training and entered the house with a frown on his face. Once he saw Bulma in that tiny ensemble, he wanted to waste away in the sun, then lose it infront of her and take her, willingly or not. He growled.
*I'm not going to let a mere woman rule my every decision!* Vegeta shouted in his mind.
He sat at the stoll of the island in the kitchen. Bulma had yet to notice him because she was looking at the recipe's for the Lemon Squares.
"Woman, I'm still hot!" Vegeta groaned.
Bulma looked up and rose an eyebrow.
"Never, ever, have you sounded so pathetic like you just did!"
Vegeta growled and Bulma sighed. She reached into the refrigerator and brough out the pither of lemonade she just made. She reached for a big glass and poured the concoction inside, a few lemons and all. Vegeta stared at the juice.
"Well, are you going to drink it or what?" Bulma asked.
"What is this? Piss!?"
Bulma shook her head.
"Fine stay hot!"
Bulma was about to take the glass back but Vegeta got to it first and held it infront of him. He sniffed it and smelled sugar and soemthing he never smelled before. Vegeta brought the glass to his lips and gulped down, not all of it, but a test gulp.
To his surprise it was good. He began to drink it to fast.
"Vegeta. not so fast, you'll get a brain "
Vegeta ignored her, all until he placed the glass onto the table and grabbed his head, growling at the pain he was experiencing.
"Freeza" Bulma finished. "Maybe it's a good time to tell you that I had the refrigerator set to it's highest, so it was going to be really really cold! baka!"
His Brain freeze eventually ended.
*Never have I experienced something like that!* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta took the glass and finished it, slowly this time. He reached the end and saw the lemon slice in his cup. His eyebrow rose and he pulled it out of the glass. He sniffed it and licked it.
Vegeta let his tounge dangle in the air.
"What is this circular poison?" Vegeta asked.
"It's a lemon Vegeta. You don't eat raw lemon! It's to sour"
He was angry, and out of that anger he squeezed the lemon slice, and some lemon juice squirt in his eye.
"Gaaahh"
Vegeta clutched his eye in his hand. Bulma gasped and got a clean rag and placed it under some cold water. She wrung it out and walked over to Vegeta, sitting him donw and her placing it over his eye. He growled, but then the cool contact was bliss. He grinned and opened his good eye and noticed that he moist clevage was right infront of his good eye.
*Why did I have to open my eye* Vegeta groaned in his brain.
They were so round, he wanted to lick the sweat droplets off her creamy mounds. Hold them, caress them, dine off of them, test the limits of her body's sensetivity.
Vegeta shook his head, trying to get the preverse thoughts out of his head. Bulam jumped back, thinking he didn't want her help anymore. He grabbed the rag and placed it to his eye and frowned.
"How about you have another cold shower and when you come down I'll have a glass of lemonade ready for you, excluding the lemons?"
Vegeta thougth about it, and he didn't want to refuse himself of a treat because of a damned slice of lemon. He grunted and walked upstairs. He disrobed and entered the cold stall. He set the water to cold blast. He needed the coolness beaten into the pores of his skin.
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 3
Time : Noon (12:00 PM)
Ingrdient : Lemons
Vegeta eventually left his room, dressed and sated of any cravings for Bulma's body. He exited the home while she wasn't around and entered the Gravity room in hope to attain super saiya-jin.
Bulma walked downstairs in tiny shorts and a little shirt that said 'Hot Stuff'.
*You're telling me!* Bulma thought.
Bulma got a large pitcher, lemonade powder, sugar and began to cut lemons to make lemonade.
~ Moments later ~
Vegeta couldn't stand the heat any longer. He stopped his training and entered the house with a frown on his face. Once he saw Bulma in that tiny ensemble, he wanted to waste away in the sun, then lose it infront of her and take her, willingly or not. He growled.
*I'm not going to let a mere woman rule my every decision!* Vegeta shouted in his mind.
He sat at the stoll of the island in the kitchen. Bulma had yet to notice him because she was looking at the recipe's for the Lemon Squares.
"Woman, I'm still hot!" Vegeta groaned.
Bulma looked up and rose an eyebrow.
"Never, ever, have you sounded so pathetic like you just did!"
Vegeta growled and Bulma sighed. She reached into the refrigerator and brough out the pither of lemonade she just made. She reached for a big glass and poured the concoction inside, a few lemons and all. Vegeta stared at the juice.
"Well, are you going to drink it or what?" Bulma asked.
"What is this? Piss!?"
Bulma shook her head.
"Fine stay hot!"
Bulma was about to take the glass back but Vegeta got to it first and held it infront of him. He sniffed it and smelled sugar and soemthing he never smelled before. Vegeta brought the glass to his lips and gulped down, not all of it, but a test gulp.
To his surprise it was good. He began to drink it to fast.
"Vegeta. not so fast, you'll get a brain "
Vegeta ignored her, all until he placed the glass onto the table and grabbed his head, growling at the pain he was experiencing.
"Freeza" Bulma finished. "Maybe it's a good time to tell you that I had the refrigerator set to it's highest, so it was going to be really really cold! baka!"
His Brain freeze eventually ended.
*Never have I experienced something like that!* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta took the glass and finished it, slowly this time. He reached the end and saw the lemon slice in his cup. His eyebrow rose and he pulled it out of the glass. He sniffed it and licked it.
Vegeta let his tounge dangle in the air.
"What is this circular poison?" Vegeta asked.
"It's a lemon Vegeta. You don't eat raw lemon! It's to sour"
He was angry, and out of that anger he squeezed the lemon slice, and some lemon juice squirt in his eye.
"Gaaahh"
Vegeta clutched his eye in his hand. Bulma gasped and got a clean rag and placed it under some cold water. She wrung it out and walked over to Vegeta, sitting him donw and her placing it over his eye. He growled, but then the cool contact was bliss. He grinned and opened his good eye and noticed that he moist clevage was right infront of his good eye.
*Why did I have to open my eye* Vegeta groaned in his brain.
They were so round, he wanted to lick the sweat droplets off her creamy mounds. Hold them, caress them, dine off of them, test the limits of her body's sensetivity.
Vegeta shook his head, trying to get the preverse thoughts out of his head. Bulam jumped back, thinking he didn't want her help anymore. He grabbed the rag and placed it to his eye and frowned.
"How about you have another cold shower and when you come down I'll have a glass of lemonade ready for you, excluding the lemons?"
Vegeta thougth about it, and he didn't want to refuse himself of a treat because of a damned slice of lemon. He grunted and walked upstairs. He disrobed and entered the cold stall. He set the water to cold blast. He needed the coolness beaten into the pores of his skin.
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