Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Gift ❯ Payback's A Bitch ( Chapter 5 )
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Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.10.2005 | Updated On: 05.10.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 617 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.10.2005 | Updated On: 05.10.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 617 | Status: Completed
Chapter Five: Payback's A Bitch
He could feel the soft ki of the woman and smirked. He could delay his training for a few minutes, enough to go find a snack and tease her. Vegeta worked his way into the kitchen and rustled up the perfect ingredients to make himself a large sandwich. Bulma was siting across the table from him when he finally sat down, his plate heaped with food.
Bulma shot him a deadly look and the fur on her tail started to bristle. "What are you looking at jerk." She sniffed.
"Your ugly face bitch. It amazes me." He said coldly.
"Next time your Royal Pain In My Ass walks into the room I'll be sure to put a paper bag over my head." She snapped rolling her eyes.
"Only when I come in? You should do it all the time." He sneered. "You're hideous."
Bulma's eyes shot icy daggers at him, a look cold enough to freeze stone.
"You're gonna regret that monkey." She hissed.
"Do whatever you like woman." Vegeta finished off his sandwich. "You and what you do aren't any of my concern." He licked some leftover sauce off his fingers.
Bulma watched the movement closely, momentarily forgetting her anger. I could find myself falling for him if I don't watch it.
"See something you want woman." Vegeta pulled his fingers away from his mouth and slowly slid his tongue out, wetting his lips.
Bulma's face turned crimson with embarrassment. Damn Him!
Vegeta let his gaze slide over the woman's body for effect. Leaning back in his seat, he put his arms up behind him on the backboard of the bench, making
certain to subtly flex the muscles in his chest, which could be seen through his open shit front, and then the muscles in arms.
Bulma gaped at him as she watched his lean body, the corded muscles rippling under his skin. Her face colored an even brighter red.
Pushing up from his seat, Vegeta placed his palms on the tabled and leant forward over it, his face inches from hers. His mouth, which her gaze was locked
on, a breath away from her own. "Well." His breath moved against her skin, softly stirring her hair.
"Well." She whispered back, all focus centered on his mouth. Expecting him to kiss her, Bulma's lips parted slightly.
"I don't want you bitch." Vegeta laughed in her stunned face, turned and sauntered away, heading back to the Gravity Room and his training.
"I'll get you for that you jackass!" She yelled at his back as he walked out the door, half in lusty embarrassment, the other in pure rage.
Bulma was still snapping and bristling with rage an hour later as she plotted out the best course for her revenge. Call her hideous would he! Try and torment
her with his sexy body would he! HA! She'd be damned if she'd let the Prince of all Jackasses' get the better of her!
Tossing her whole wardrobe onto the floor she scowled darkly. There had to be something here! She quickly rooted through her entire closet wardrobe, then made quick work of all the drawers.
"Aha!" Bulma cheered. She'd found her coveted prize. Holding the beautiful white creation up in front of her body Bulma grinned. Oh she was going to make him pay for his remarks and this was the perfect way. She'd just have to make an adjustment for her newest appendage. Flicking her tail around behind her she snickered to herself. The best ensemble with the best side affect. When it got wet it managed to go completely see through. I'm doing this for my benefit She tried to convince herself. Not Vegeta, I'm doing this to knock that proud Saiyain down a peg or 6. He thinks he's so great! I'll teach him! With that being decided, Bulma set to work on creating a space in the bottom of her attire that would accommodate her beautiful new tail. She couldn't wait to see the look on that jerk's face. Oh he was in for it now!
Vegeta raised himself up into the air in a perfect handstand. At 800g his one handed push-ups were extremely rewarding. He paused for a moment, hesitating. He could have sworn he felt that damned woman's low ki. It was her, he could feel it, he scowled. Her low energy should have blended in with everyone else's on this accursed planet, especially those who were close by, yet she stood out like a beacon to him. Shaking his head he hmmphed and went back to his workout, he had only 400 more push-ups to go before he would switch to his other hand.
Bulma had dragged her lawn chair closer to the side of her large pool, making sure that she was in perfect view of the GR. She was breathing fairly heavily by the time she was done and she took a few deep breaths. She couldn't hear him but she knew that Vegeta was still in there, getting stronger by the minute.She decided to take a quick peek in, to see if the 'Royal Pain' was almost done.
Vegeta was down to his final 30 push-ups. Bulma knew he'd be done soon and she had to get into place but she watched him a moment longer, admiring the way his muscles rippled and bunched each time he pushed himself up. Her gaze dropped down to his ass.
Vegeta could still feel her tiny ki and smirked to himself, he knew the woman was watching him. She's up to something He thought. Turning he saw her face peeking in at him through one of the small windows. Flashing her a nasty smirk he flexed the muscles in his ass.
Bulma turned a bright pink and pulled away, hastening back to her strategically placed sun chair and plopped down. Damn him! He knew I was there! That I was watching him! She knew he'd be out soon to go for a snack. Bulma's lips quirked up in an evil little grin. She adjusted the tiny top that barely covered her chest and stretched herself out on her chair, lowering her sunglasses down over her eyes. Glancing over she did a quick double take to make sure that her tanning lotion was within quick grabbing distance. Oh yes She thought. You're gonna be sorry now Vegeta, because this payback's gonna be a bitch!
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He could feel the soft ki of the woman and smirked. He could delay his training for a few minutes, enough to go find a snack and tease her. Vegeta worked his way into the kitchen and rustled up the perfect ingredients to make himself a large sandwich. Bulma was siting across the table from him when he finally sat down, his plate heaped with food.
Bulma shot him a deadly look and the fur on her tail started to bristle. "What are you looking at jerk." She sniffed.
"Your ugly face bitch. It amazes me." He said coldly.
"Next time your Royal Pain In My Ass walks into the room I'll be sure to put a paper bag over my head." She snapped rolling her eyes.
"Only when I come in? You should do it all the time." He sneered. "You're hideous."
Bulma's eyes shot icy daggers at him, a look cold enough to freeze stone.
"You're gonna regret that monkey." She hissed.
"Do whatever you like woman." Vegeta finished off his sandwich. "You and what you do aren't any of my concern." He licked some leftover sauce off his fingers.
Bulma watched the movement closely, momentarily forgetting her anger. I could find myself falling for him if I don't watch it.
"See something you want woman." Vegeta pulled his fingers away from his mouth and slowly slid his tongue out, wetting his lips.
Bulma's face turned crimson with embarrassment. Damn Him!
Vegeta let his gaze slide over the woman's body for effect. Leaning back in his seat, he put his arms up behind him on the backboard of the bench, making
certain to subtly flex the muscles in his chest, which could be seen through his open shit front, and then the muscles in arms.
Bulma gaped at him as she watched his lean body, the corded muscles rippling under his skin. Her face colored an even brighter red.
Pushing up from his seat, Vegeta placed his palms on the tabled and leant forward over it, his face inches from hers. His mouth, which her gaze was locked
on, a breath away from her own. "Well." His breath moved against her skin, softly stirring her hair.
"Well." She whispered back, all focus centered on his mouth. Expecting him to kiss her, Bulma's lips parted slightly.
"I don't want you bitch." Vegeta laughed in her stunned face, turned and sauntered away, heading back to the Gravity Room and his training.
"I'll get you for that you jackass!" She yelled at his back as he walked out the door, half in lusty embarrassment, the other in pure rage.
Bulma was still snapping and bristling with rage an hour later as she plotted out the best course for her revenge. Call her hideous would he! Try and torment
her with his sexy body would he! HA! She'd be damned if she'd let the Prince of all Jackasses' get the better of her!
Tossing her whole wardrobe onto the floor she scowled darkly. There had to be something here! She quickly rooted through her entire closet wardrobe, then made quick work of all the drawers.
"Aha!" Bulma cheered. She'd found her coveted prize. Holding the beautiful white creation up in front of her body Bulma grinned. Oh she was going to make him pay for his remarks and this was the perfect way. She'd just have to make an adjustment for her newest appendage. Flicking her tail around behind her she snickered to herself. The best ensemble with the best side affect. When it got wet it managed to go completely see through. I'm doing this for my benefit She tried to convince herself. Not Vegeta, I'm doing this to knock that proud Saiyain down a peg or 6. He thinks he's so great! I'll teach him! With that being decided, Bulma set to work on creating a space in the bottom of her attire that would accommodate her beautiful new tail. She couldn't wait to see the look on that jerk's face. Oh he was in for it now!
Vegeta raised himself up into the air in a perfect handstand. At 800g his one handed push-ups were extremely rewarding. He paused for a moment, hesitating. He could have sworn he felt that damned woman's low ki. It was her, he could feel it, he scowled. Her low energy should have blended in with everyone else's on this accursed planet, especially those who were close by, yet she stood out like a beacon to him. Shaking his head he hmmphed and went back to his workout, he had only 400 more push-ups to go before he would switch to his other hand.
Bulma had dragged her lawn chair closer to the side of her large pool, making sure that she was in perfect view of the GR. She was breathing fairly heavily by the time she was done and she took a few deep breaths. She couldn't hear him but she knew that Vegeta was still in there, getting stronger by the minute.She decided to take a quick peek in, to see if the 'Royal Pain' was almost done.
Vegeta was down to his final 30 push-ups. Bulma knew he'd be done soon and she had to get into place but she watched him a moment longer, admiring the way his muscles rippled and bunched each time he pushed himself up. Her gaze dropped down to his ass.
Vegeta could still feel her tiny ki and smirked to himself, he knew the woman was watching him. She's up to something He thought. Turning he saw her face peeking in at him through one of the small windows. Flashing her a nasty smirk he flexed the muscles in his ass.
Bulma turned a bright pink and pulled away, hastening back to her strategically placed sun chair and plopped down. Damn him! He knew I was there! That I was watching him! She knew he'd be out soon to go for a snack. Bulma's lips quirked up in an evil little grin. She adjusted the tiny top that barely covered her chest and stretched herself out on her chair, lowering her sunglasses down over her eyes. Glancing over she did a quick double take to make sure that her tanning lotion was within quick grabbing distance. Oh yes She thought. You're gonna be sorry now Vegeta, because this payback's gonna be a bitch!
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