Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Their Union ❯ Chapter 4

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It was the next morning at breakfast….

"You know what kids…Me and your father have some fabulous news. We are going on a trip. We are going to the Bahamas for two months."

"Woohoo." Said Vegeta sarcastically. He had learned that word from onna.

"Oh no honey. Sorry. Just Sugar and I (that's what she called her husband. He called her honey) are going. And we also had an idea. Sugar won't be around to fix your bots and I won't be around to make your feasts (considering how much he ate). So…how about you two move into the guesthouse? It has two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, a lab, a gravity room, a living room, a dining room…"

"No." stated Vegeta.

"Yeah ma. I could never put up with him."

"And you think I could put up with your incessant ranting and raving?"

"Kids!" yelled Mr. Briefs.

"Fine. But if I kill her it's not my fault." Said Vegeta

"Yeah. And if you come back to see him sliced up like chopped liver or pork chops, it's not my fault." added Bulma

"I'd like to see you try onna."

"Oh yeah?"

"Kids!"

"What?!" they yelled in unison.

"The house will be locked. Bulma, you won't be able to get in with your DNA code this time. Vegeta, it is immune to you. You two are going to get along whether you like it or not. Now go. Now."

They both hesitantly headed for their rooms knowing they couldn't get out of it. Then, Mrs. Briefs called out, "Children. Your things are already in your rooms."

Bulma suddenly turned to her mother and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because you two are going to get along. Your father and I want to make sure of that. You will get along no matter what. Now go."

"You know I can easily blast your head off." Said Vegeta to Mr. and Mrs. Briefs.

"Then where would you stay?' asked Mrs. Briefs when she realized he was trying to scare his way out of it. "Now go." She said pointing to the screen door.

Both Bulma and Vegeta reluctantly walked towards their new house. The guesthouse was all the way on the other side of the property and was probably about a

4-hour walk.

"Open this." said Bulma handing Vegeta a capsule."

"What is it?" he said examining it.

"Ugh." She walked over to him and opened the capsule. Out popped a transporter for one.

"Ok."

He was about to press go when she suddenly called out, "Wait! You can't leave me here!"

"You don't have one?"

"No. I only have one."

"Well I'll send it back."

"It only transports if someone is in it."

"Then walk."

"Why don't you."

"…Fine come in." he said. He had no other choice. He knew if he didn't be nice, his life would turn into a living hell for the next two months or atleast worse then it already was.

She couldn't fit. The machine was fit for one. Suddenly, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her body pulling her close. She was about to ask why when she heard the door close. He just wanted her to fit. The truth was, she was enjoying it. She liked how their bodies melded together as if they were made for each other.

The ride was about an hour but atleast it was shorter than the normal four hours. This was just the proto-type anyway. The real one would go faster.

She suddenly began to feel something big against her leg. She looked down. It was Vegeta. It seemed their closeness was turning him on! She was actually a little turned on herself. Bulma slowly tried to move to the side only to feel it rubbing against her leg as she turned. She had nowhere to go. She was trapped. Vegeta was trying to ignore the feeling he was having. `What is wrong with me? Of all the times I have a spontaneous erection I had to get one now?'

"Uh. Vegeta…"

"Hmm?"

"Look…I know you probably hate this and you think living with me will be horrible but…I promise I'll try not to bug you okay?" she said looking up.

"K."

Suddenly, the transporter began to rumble. They were half an hour away. The rumbling was causing Vegeta to rub against Bulma. He couldn't hold himself still. Unconsciously, Bulma began to rock with him. He noticed although she didn't. He wanted to see how far she would go. He began leaning forward as he rocked so that his engorged member was rubbing against hers. She slowly rocked up and down giving him easy access. `How can someone so pure, be so naughty?' he thought. Then, they were five minutes away and the thing flipped. They were now on top of each other (Vegeta on top). She had her eyes closed. He began to grind her. She let out a nearly in-audible moan but his saiyin ears caught it with ease.

Suddenly, the transporter flipped up right and they were standing up right. They exited and walked into the guesthouse. Bulma had never been in it before. I was big. She walked to the room to see that they were joined. A clear curtain separated it.

This was not good.