Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Secrets Revealed ❯ The Secret is Revealed ( Chapter 1 )

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Secrets Reaveled Chapter 1

By: Goku's Lover


This story takes place when the Z warriors are preparing for the androids. This is my version of what happened between Vegeta and Bulma. Rating is NC/17. I do not own DBZ.

Vegeta walked in the kitchen looking for some food in the fridge. A scowl came out from his lips. "Where's all the food?"

Bulma was in the other room when she heard him. "You ate it all, remember?!" she yelled out.

"No matter. I'll just go hunt instead," he said.

Bullma immediatly walked in the kitchen and towards Vegeta. " You're not going anywhere in your condition," she said.

" You're not my keeper," he snorted. "I can do whatever the hell I want."

Bulma walked to the cabinet and placed a pot on the stove. "I'll make you some dinner," she said. "Until then, you go get some rest."

"With you cooking I'd rather starve myself," he muttered.

"What was that Vegeta?" she asked not turning her head.

He said nothing and walked out of the kitchen.

After dinner Vegeta was in the gravity room training. Just then a tv screen popped out and Bulma appeared. "Vegeta?!" she yelled. "Your in no condition to train. You are made of flesh and blood"

Vegeta looked at her with angry eyes. "Leave me alone, woman," he said. A surge of pain went through his body and he fell to the floor.

"You see that I'm right," she said. Vegeta stood silent. Bulma looked at him confused but then smirked. "Nothing to say?" she said. "I guess you're ready to apologize to me?"

"I do have something to say," he said in a low voice.

"Huh? You do?"

"Leave me ALONE!!!" he yelled.

Bulma was shocked by his cold remark. She felt like bursting into tears. She signed off and Vegeta looked up at the empty tv screen. He gave no expression and went back to his trainning.

Later that night Bulma was sitting on the couch. She was thinking about what Vegeta told her earlier. 'He never yelled at me like that before,' she thought. ' He sounded so.... so cold.' She dug her head inside her arms and sat there quietly.

Just then Vegeta walked in and spotted her sitting on the couch. He walked towards her and sat down. She didn't move even though she knew he was there.

He sighed and says, "what's your problem now?"

"Go away," she said sternly.

He hmphed and was walking out the room when suddenly Bulma jumped up from the couch.

"You're such an asshole!" she shouted. "Don't you have a heart?"

He stopped and held his head up.

"People do have feelings," she continued, "and it hurts when someone steps all over them." She crossed her arms and tried to hold back the tears.

"I don't belive in such things," he said.

"Of course you don't," she said angrily. "You don't care who you hurt. It's all a damn pleasure to you."

He turned to face Bulma. "That's....not true," he said softly.

She looked at him with surprisement. His eyes almost gave out an almost soft look. No but it can't be. This isn't the Vegeta she knows. She could almost see throug him. "You earthlings have a different way of expressing your things," he said coldly.

"Well, you sure do have a strange way of expressing yourself," she said, feeling his cruel character sneak up again.

Vegeta was in a tough spot. He was getting aggrevated by her response. "Look," he said. "We sayians don't rely on such emotions. We live to fight and that's all we do. But if it means soo much to you forget what I said."

Bulma gave him a smirk. "It's okay," she said, feeling a bit skeptical about his apology.

Vegeta turned his back on her. "This doesn't change anything," he snapped. "You're still a weakling."

She gave him a glare and left the room.

'That woman is driving me nuts!' he thought.

Bulma was in her room getting ready for bed. She sat on her bed and sighed. "Oh Vegeta," she said. She had fallen asleep when her door slowly opened.

A shadow crept inside and next to her bed. It looked down at the sleeping figure. "What an angel," the shadow whispered. "She's so beautiful." He gently touched her face with his hand and she suddenly stirred.

".......Ve-Vegeta?.......," she mumbled.

'She's having a dream,' he thought. 'But about me?'

Bulma was moving her head side to side. She again mumbled Vegeta's name. The shadow slowly walked towards the door and left. Bulma was still tossing in her bed. She immediatly sat up breathing hard. "What a dream," she said breathlessly. She placed a hand next to her and felt something. "What's this?" She grabbed a long bloody cloth. "This is strange," she said as she looked at it closely. "How did this get here?" She paused for a moment and gasped. She remembered when her father put bandages all over Vegeta when he got hurt. He still had them on. "This is Vegeta's," she said. "I know it's his. But what was he doing in my room?"

The next day Vegeta was training in the gravity room. Suddenly the tv screen popped out again.

"Vegeta?" said Bulma. "We need to talk."

"Woman, can't you see that I'm busy?" he snarled.

She showed him the bloody cloth. "I'm pretty sure this belongs to you?" she asked him.

Vegeta looked at the bandage with wide eyes. He tried to act cool. "What are you talking about? I never seen that before."

"I found it in my room last night," she explained. "Do you know how it got there?"

"No!" he snapped. "How the hell should I know?!"

Bulmla looked at him with a curious face.

"Besides," he continued, "why would I go in your room in the middle of the night?"

"I ask myself the same question," she said.

"You're crazy, woman!"

"I'm not fucking crazy, Vegeta!" she yelled. "I'm going to find out what you were doing in my room."

"That's not my concern," he said cooly. "Now, let me train. You've just wasted my time on a meaningless argument."

She gave him a dirty look and signed off.

Later....

Vegeta was taking food out of the fridge (they have bought some food earlier). Just then Yamcha came in from a hard work of training. He glared at Vegeta and sat down.

"I don't know what you're doing Vegeta," he said, "but if you mess around with Bulma....."

"HAHAHAHAHAHA," Vegeta laughed. "Why would I waste my time on that damn woman?"

"I'm giving you a warning Vegeta!" said Yamcha.

"Is that a challenge you weak earthling?" Vegeta scoffed.

"Maybe. What are you gonna to do about it?"

They both got in their fighting stands when Bulma and Puarr walked in.

"Are you guys arguing again?" asked Bulma.

Vegeta and Yamcha looked at her and stopped.

"No," said Yamcha as he glanced back at Vegeta. He went up to Bulma and took both her hands. "How are you doing today?" he said gently.

Vegeta snorted and turned his head. He grabbed a coke from the refrigerator.

"I'm fine Yamcha," she said annoingly.

Puarr went up to them when Yamcha was about to kiss Bulma. "Can we go to Master Roshi's house later?" she asked.

Bulma looked at Puarr then at Yamcha. "I was thinking that we should go out tonight," she said.

"Tonight?" he asked nervously. "Ummm, tonight. Tonight is not a good night."

"Why not?" Bulma asked, getting upset. "Is it 'cause you made plans with some other girl?"

Yamcha wasn't good at keeping secrets. He laughed nervously, "Hahahahahaha. Well not exactly....."

"Are you seeing another woman Yamcha?!" she exclaimed.

He grew even more nervous and started to sweat. "Um........well you never really give me any time to spend with you and I was sort of desperate-" he said.

"DESPERATE?!" she shouted. She relaxed a little not letting her jealousy get to her head. "Hmph, you were desperate." She suddenly brought her hand back and slapped Yamcha right across the face.

Vegeta flinched at the solid slap. 'He'll feel that tommorow,' he thought to himself.

"I NEVER want to see you again!!" she yelled. "It's over!! Get the hell out of my house!

"Let me explain," he said, rubbing the spot where she had hit him.

"I said get the fuck out of my house!!" Her rage turned into a face full of tears and she ran out of the kitchen.

"Well?" said Vegeta. "You heard her. Beat it."

Yamcha glared at him and started walking out of the kitchen. "Come on Puarr. Let's go," he said.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and searched for Bulma. He found her crying in her room. He knocked on the door and opened it. "It's Vegeta," he said.

"Come in", she said from underneath her pillow.

He walked in and stood next to the door. "He's gone," he said roughly.

"Good," she said, "I never want to see him again."

A smirk appeared in his face and quickly brushed off. "He wasn't worth your time anyways," he said. "You're better off without that lowlife bastard."

"Your right," she agreed. "I don't need him. I could find someone better."

Vegeta crossed his arms and leaned against the doorjamb. His eyes moved towards Bulma. Her tears softened as they looked at him. He had a feeling she was going to ask him a question.

"Vegeta?" she said.

"What?!"

She ignored the cold response and turned to the side as if she was embarrased to say something. "You really didn't have anybody special in your life? she asked.

His eyebrow arched and he hmphed at the question. "I told you I don't waste my time on pathetic emotions or what you earthlings call 'love'," he said annoingly.

"Geeze!" she said. "It was just a question."

Vegeta cleared his throat thinking carefully what he was about to say.

Bulma looked at him strangely. "What? What is it?"

"Just forget it," he said.

"Come on, tell me," she said getting anxious.

He cleared his throat again and says, "You still feel sometinhg for Yamcha?"

She frowned at the question. "I thought I did," she said. "But he was never true to me. But I think I've fallen for someone else."

The last words gave Vegeta a curiosity greater than his pride. "Not that I care but......who's that?" he said nervously..

She sighed. "I could say who it is but I don't know how he would respond."

Vegeta's eyes grew large and he looked away from her.

"He came in my room last night," she continued. "And everytime I would bring up the subject he would get really nervous. Plus, he's really jealous of Yamcha."

Vegeta was as red as a tomato. Luckily his back was turned and Bulma couldn't see his face. She walked up behind him and stood there.

"I don't tell him how I feel because I'm afraid that I'll get hurt by his response," she said softly.

"I-I don't know who you're talking about," he said, feeling her breath on his skin.

"You know perfectly well who I'm talking about, Vegeta," she said as she grabbed his arm and made him face her. "Why were you in my room last night?" she asked. "And you can't escape me this time."

He couldn't take it anymore. He had to confess to her how he felt. He grabbed her arms and drew in closer. He looked into her eyes and wanted to turn away but it was useless. Bulma could almost read his thoughts. She gasped as she saw the passion growing in his eyes.

"Bulma I-" Without finishing his sentence he roughly pressed his lips on hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He locked the door behind him and carted her towards the bed. He laid her down and looked into her eyes. Her eyes revealed her anticipation and excitement. He started unbuttoning her blouse as there breathing became heavier. Their lips met again as he slipped his tongue in her mouth. She ran her fingers on his muscular back and down his sides. He reached for the skirt and she made a low groan. She gasped as he found her underwear. He slid the skirt off and rubbed the back of his hand on her vagina. He felt some wetness building up and he took the panties off as well. He slid his two fingers in her wet entrance. She gasped at his touch. It felt so good having that feeling again. It's been a long time since Yamcha and her had sex. As she wrapped one leg around his waist he hovered down to her breasts. She dug her hands on his stiff hair. His fingers searched around until he found her sweet spot. She closed her eyes and gave out a low moan. He stopped sucking on her breasts and started kissing her down her stomach and stopped. His face was inbetween her legs now. He lowered himself down and slid his tongue up and down and then in circular motions. She gasped even louder. He moved his tongue in deeper and she made a louder moan.

"Vegeta-" she gasped as he ate her out. He stopped and went up to to her face. He kissed roughly on her lips. She could taste herself as he put his tongue inside her mouth. She gasped as she felt something hard rub agaisnt her. She hadn't realized that he already had taken off his pants. He slowly went inside her and she felt herself getting closer to her climax. He went a little faster and made a low moan. She brought her legs higher to invite him in deeper. She suddenly burst and it felt absolutely wonderful. She felt his climax getting near also. He grabbed both of her breasts and massaged them. Then he too exploded and went in faster. She grabbed his arms and her body started to shake. They were sweating enormously and breathing hard.

He stopped and laid his head on top of her breasts. He rolled over to her side and breathed heavely. She closed her eyes tightly and trying to ctach her breath. She opened her eyes and looked to her side. She saw him already breathing steadily and his eyes were open. He was looking up at the ceiling. She placed her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She was too tired to say anything and went fast to sleep. He wrapped one arm around her and noticed that she fell asleep and he closed his eyes and fell asleep also.


To be continued.............

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