Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Neighborhood Romances ❯ The Secrets We Keep...Till You Have A Project About Sex, That Is ;) ( Chapter 5 )

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Heya ppls! I'm going to get up the next few chappies this week then do the same with all my other stories!^^ That`s from now on too^^…unless I run out of ideas cough. Anywayz, this chapter, Vegeta and Bulma get down to their own project but trouble's a-brewing! As always, enjoy!!^^

The Secrets We Keep…Til You Have A Project About Sex, That Is ;)

"Just make yourself comfortable while I change real quick then we can get started on our project!" she ran up the stairs. "I never agreed to this!" she yelled up to her. "Whatever Veggies-For-Brains!" she yelled back. "Hn. Stupid son of a…" he slumped down on the couch.

"Ok, I'm ready!" she flew back down just as fast as she went up. Vegeta got a suspicious look. "Since when do women change quickly?" "When they wear their outfits under their business clothes," she winked. "Ok, I have the sheets. Here's yours." She handed him a clipboard with the sheet on it and a pen.

"Now, to save some time, I ask you a question, then you ask me one. Can your small mind understand the concept?" "Ha…ha…" Vegeta really laughed that time *yeah right*! "Ok. Question number one, have you ever had sex-" "Yes," he answered quickly.

"Ok, I'll just write th- what?!?" "You asked, I answered." He had a smug look on his face. "You have not!" she put her hands on her hips. "And what makes you think so?" "Because you're 16!" "And? Saiyans are grown on Planet Vegeta when they're 12."

"You're still lying," she wasn't going to believe it so easily. "Don't be jealous, woman." "I am not! Oh, whatever! Next!" "Oh, wait, I never got to ask my question, which fake gasp happens to be the same. Have YOU eve-" "No damnit! Now shut up! Next question!"

Vegeta started snickering. "Question number 2: When did you start puberty?" "8, and you woman?" She could tell Vegeta was ready to bust out laughing. "…12." She wrote it down, angry. "Number 3 *sigh* What is your favorite part on a woman's body?"

"Excuse me…?" "What's your favorite part on a woman's body? You know, legs, chest, lips," she pointed out. "You…humans…have favorite parts…?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, I guess," she shrugged. "You humans…are sick," he started shaking his head slowly from left to right.

"It's not sick. It's just the thing we find most attractive on the opposite sex," she explained. "It's just stupid, that's what it is!" Vegeta was disgusted. Saiyans never did anything like that. "Oh, it's disgusting for us to have favorite parts but it's natural little saiyan 12 year olds to go around humping each other all day?!"

"For one, we never `humped' each other! Two, we didn't go around screwing everyone we saw. Unlike you humans, we have some pride and dignity, something we don't throw away for nothing." "We have pride! And dignity! …Most of us…" Bulma was loosing it.

"For your information, when I turned 12, I went into heat. Therefore, all the saiyans my age, which were considered GROWN physically, went into heat with me." "So that's the only reason you're not a virgin?" "Well, I never said that woman, I just said I went into heat when I was 12," he smirked.

"…You make me sick." "Is that jealousy I'm sensing again?" "No!" she pouted. "You're pouting." "I am not!" "If you really want a lay that bad, just go find that human. He'll screw anything that'll let him," Vegeta hmpfed. "He would not! Yamcha's a very nice person, thank you!"

Vegeta snorted, feeling jealousy for a split second. "My ass. He's screwed every hoe in that school…that is, except for you," he snickered. "OOOOO YOU!!!" she threw her clipboard and pen down and pounced on him, aiming her hands right for his neck.

Vegeta easily caught her hand, twisted her around and locked her arms crossed in front of her in his lap. She struggled to get loose but it was no use. "You can't beat me woman, so don't break a nail trying," he shoved her off, releasing his grip. She stumbled but got back on her feet, turned around and glared.

"MY NAME IS BULMA YOU MONKEY!!!" Smoke was coming out of Bulma's ears. "Let me pretend that I care…………ok, I'm done." "Argh!"

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Hours later …

"Phew! I'm beat!" Jene fell out on the couch. She had just got back from shopping, training, and stuffing her face. " *Sigh* I know Vegeta's going to come down here demanding food! Where is he anyway? He would have came down if he was home. Hmmm."

Then, as if on cue, the door open. "Welp, that answers my question," she snorted. Vegeta stepped in and slammed the door shut. "Hello Vege-…" she sat up and looked at him. `What the…?' "What?!" he didn't like being stared at. She got up and went up to him, circling him.

"I will ask again! WHAT?!" "…You…" she started, "You…you've been hanging out with a female!" she sniffed, "That Briefs girl across the street! You've been hanging around her all day, haven't you?!" his mother got excited, finding out his little secret *wink wink*.

"And what if I was?!" "Awe, my little Veggie-chan has a crush! Awe!" "I DO NOT!! She begged me to give her a ride to some meeting of hers! It was pitiful." He crossed his arms. "I see, and what is that in your hand?" she pointed. "…" "She gave you her number, didn't she!?"

"Have you forgotten!? We have a project, we've been working on it for the last few hours!" "Why do you need her number if she just across the street then?" she winked. Vegeta blushed, "I didn't ask for it damnit!" "Whatever loverboy. Vegeta's got a crush, Vegeta's got a crush, " she sang as she walked into the kitchen.

"I DON'T LIKE HER WOMAN!!!" `…Much.'

YAY!! Next chappy up! Look out for the next chapter this week and the next too!^^ Peacies!

Veggie-Trunks