Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Someone to watch over me... ❯ I'll always come back to you ( Chapter 23 )
Someone to watch over me…
"I could really use a drink right now." Yamcha uttered out as he looked at the total damage in the aftermath of the bomb on the second floor.
"You and me both." Krillin added as he came out of what was left of Bulma's room. Everything was charred, broken, or shattered beyond recognition.
"She was lucky she wasn't in there. I'm glad Vegeta had her in his room." Goku gave a smile, thanking his lucky stars that everyone was out of the way when the explosion went off.
"Why the hell was she in his room?" Yamcha seethed.
"I don't know. I don't question Vegeta's actions, I trust him."
"Well I don't. He might be the best damn bodyguard in the world to you, but he isn't doing to hot here."
"She's been safe with him and with the rest of us. Don't go around bashing him because half her house is blown to bits. You should be happy that she's still alive and breathing."
"I am happy that's she's alive Goku, I just said that I didn't trust him. Leave it at that." Yamcha abruptly moved past him and headed down the stairs leaving the house. He was going to go get that drink he needed to calm his frazzled nerves and hopefully find a beautiful girl to spend the rest of the night with.
Vegeta came back after his hunting excursion with a large deer, enough to feed him and the onna for the night. He left it out on the porch, not wanting to hear Bulma scream about cute little animals that had to die for their dinner. The sheets she was wrapped up in were tossed carelessly on the back of the couch, her shoes tossed to the side near the coffee table.
'Wonder where she's hiding.' He thought as he felt around for her ki. He grinned when he located it down the hall where he stored all his useless junk over the years. He made his way down the hall quietly as possible to see what she was up to. The door that was usually shut was wide open and Bulma sitting on the floor looking through the boxes of awards he'd been given over the years for his valiant service. Staying in the shadows of the hall, he watched her as she placed everything back in the boxes and close them up putting them back where they were. She got up and brushed off her backside of the dust that was on the floor and started her looking once again finding his old combat boots and armor for a time gone past. He had actually forgotten them on the shelf, not seeing them in over a year at least since his last visit to the cabin. When he saw her reach for the royal medallion of Vegeta-sei that's when he slipped into the room and the door slammed shut. He cursed himself when he heard the door and Bulma's reaction to it. He really didn't mean to scare her, but he stayed out of sight.
"Geeze Bulma, get a grip. You are going to give yourself a heart attack if you don't calm down." He smirked, finding it amusing to hear her berate herself like that. He watched her go to the door to find it stuck. He could tell she wasn't happy at all as she cursed Dende while she yanked on the doorknob in vain to get herself out. That's when he walked up behind her and pulled her against his chest and clamped his hand over her mouth so he wouldn't hear the scream he knew that was coming because of him. What really surprised him was when she tensed up, the scream dying down to a whimper and then her body going limp in his arms.
"Great, I didn't mean for that to happen, now she's going to get bitchy with me when she wakes up." He sighed and picked her up in his arms taking her to his simple bedroom up the stairs.
Yamcha went back to his home to shower and change his clothes before heading to his favorite club 'The Cat's Meow' for a round of drinks. Finding himself on his seventh drink, he started babe hunting. He had to find the right one that would stay the whole night with him with no complaints. He found just that sitting down at the end of the bar. Beautiful blue eyes, shoulder length violet hair, and a knock out body to boot. She would have to do; he could always imagine he was with Bulma.
Bulma woke up with a start, finding herself in a strange bed. She looked around with hazy eyes recognizing it to be Vegeta's bedroom in the cabin.
"What the hell happened?" She asked herself trying to shake the sleep away from her mind so she could clearly think. There was a clatter at the door; she spun around to see Vegeta standing there with a tray looking at her.
"You make it a habit of fainting on people onna?"
"That was you in that room?"
"Who else would it be? I told you that nobody knew this place besides myself and Kakarott."
"What the hell were you thinking about? Lets see if I can give Bulma a heart attack?"
"If those were my intentions onna, you would of already had one. I found you in my private room, so I came in to see what your grubby paws were in to."
"But you scared me to death, I thought it was someone trying to kill me damn it."
"I clamped my hand over your screeching mouth so you wouldn't make my ears bleed. My hearing is very sensitive and when you start screaming in that voice the only thing I can think of is ripping your vocal cords out." Bulma rolled her eyes at him before she crossed her arms on her chest to pout. Vegeta smirked at her and came towards the bed, Bulma eyeing the tray suspiciously.
"Eat." He commanded her and sat the tray down in front of her. She looked down at the bowl of steaming soup then looked back at him.
"What is it first? It better not be anything gross."
"Onna, just eat the damn shit! I have watched you over the last few days and you have not eaten. Now eat before I force you to do so." She curled her lip as she picked up the spoon and stirred the contents of the bowl. It didn't look half bad at all, actually smelled pretty decent. Finally getting the courage, she took a bit and found it to be pretty damn good.
"It's vegetable soup, with some deer meat. I expect you to eat it all. Don't need you passing out like some weakling because you do not eat." She looked up at him with a glare as she sucked her teeth. She took her spoon and dipped out a chunk of carrot, balancing it on the end and looked back up to him before she took aim and flipped it at him, smacking him in the chin with it. Her lips curled up in a tight-lipped smile, trying to quell the laughter. The look on his face was priceless; she wished she'd had her camera for it.
It was pretty early by Yamcha's standards as he escorted the young woman from his car to his house. She was pretty well pass tipsy as they tripped themselves into the house and collapsed on the couch making out furiously. Before to long both were in the throws of passion, like two teenagers making out heatedly like there wasn't going to be tomorrow. But before he could get in the young lass' panties dear Yamcha made one crucial mistake.
"Oh Bulma…"
A loud scratching noise at the front door woke Goku out of his light sleep on his couch, in the guesthouse on Bulma's estate. He stumbled to the door, listening for the noise again, but heard whimpers instead. Immediately he knew who it was, he swung open the door and Barney limped in making himself comfortable on the floor next to the couch.
"Poor Barney, where have you been all this time huh? I know Bulma was worried about you." Goku ruffled the dog's ears, the dust and dirt flying into the air that covered his shaggy coat.
"I'll make sure you get to see her tomorrow. Hmmm I wonder if I should get Shithead as well. Make it an all out family adventure in the woods."
"Thanks Geta, that was very good. I didn't know you knew how to cook."
"It probably would have been better if you didn't throw half your vegetables at me onna. When you are alone, you have to learn how to cook, or memorize the fastest take out restaurant in the neighborhood."
"Well I don't like carrots."
"That doesn't give you the right to throw them at me."
"Yes it does."
"And how do you come to that conclusion?"
"Just because I can." She stuck out her tongue at him and smiled.
"That is no answer onna. And don't stick that out unless you intend on using it."
"Well maybe I do." He raised an eyebrow after her sultry comment.
"Don't tease onna. I do not like playing games."
"And either do I. I should get you all hot and bothered and drop you just because you fucked with my head on the plane."
"And I explained them. And I think at this moment in time, my rules don't really matter much."
"And why not? I thought they were really important to you to follow like the Holy Grail."
"Look where we are at little one. Out in the middle of no mans land surrounded by trees. No one knows we are here."
"And if I let you make love to me again, you are going to turn stone faced and hide again like you did before."
"I did not hide, I was around."
"What ever." She said as she made her way off of the bed, taking her time to reach the spot where Vegeta stood. His dark eyes bore down on her as she slid her hands up his chest before taking his face in her hands.
"I love you Vegeta, and nothing is going to change my mind about that. You can run and hide, and be cruel to me, stomp my heart into a million pieces and I'll always come back to you."
"Why would I do any of that to you little one?"
"Because you can." She whispered back before parting her lips slightly to capture his. Vegeta wrapped his arms around her, bringing her against him tightly as he walked her to the bed and lowered her down with out breaking the passionate kiss. Bulma moaned against his lips before breaking the kiss to come up for air. She raised her eyes to look into his dark piercing ones, finding them holding a sea of emotions she had never seen there before. She could drown in those eyes they were so intense to look at.
"Little one, you do not have a single clue on what you are getting into."
"I don't care Geta, as long as you are there with me it doesn't matter."
"I don't plan on leaving you just yet. I will be here until this guy is caught."
"I guess I'll have to make sure he doesn't."
"You are foolish onna. I don't want to see you dead."
"You won't, but you are going to see me naked." She grinned up at him.
"I already have. What surprise is in that?"
"I'll show you surprises you never dreamed possible."
"You think you can onna?"
"I know I can. Now shut up and kiss me you baka."
"Are you ordering me the prince of all saiyans to do something?"
"Yes I am, now shut the yap and kiss me!"