Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Together Forever ❯ Leaving ( Chapter 4 )
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By: MaraKraus 
So what does Vegeta have in store for Bulma today or should I say tonight?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.14.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
So what does Vegeta have in store for Bulma today or should I say tonight?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.14.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Together Forever
By: Mara Kraus
Rated: R / NC-17
What it's About: So what does Vegeta have in mind for the next day or should I say night?
A/N: I've kind of turned this into an AU. But it will still go along with what happens in the cartoon. Vegeta's armor in this story is like it is in the Cell Saga. Oh and I don't own Urban Decay.
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Bulma woke up late the next morning. It took her a few moments to figure out why. Vegeta hadn't yelled at her to make breakfast yet. Also, the humming of the GR was nonexistent. Going over to Vegeta's dresser she grabbed a pair of his boxers. She went dowvn a down and found a blue tank top. Pulling the clothing on she went downstairs.
When she went to open the refrigator she saw a bright blue post-it note stuck on it the slant writing was defiantly Vegeta's. It read:
Went to Kakrotte's to spar. Be back later tonight. There's a dress on your bed. Be in it when I return.
~Vegeta
*~*A dress? Wonder what 'Geta's up to. Might as well go up and see what he picked out for me.*~*
On her bed was a sparkling plum dress with sapphire flames coming up fro the bottom. The dress was sleeveless and had a square neckline. Bulma stripped out of her borrowed garments an pulled on the dress.
Going into her bathroom Bulma saw that it molded her body like spandex until it reached her waist. From there on it flowed down to her feet. The dress was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen. She was surprised that Vegeta could pick out something like it.
As she turned to exist the bathroom Bulma spied another blue post-it note. This one read:
You should have found the dress by now. I have set out the lip coloring and other gunk you will be needing. Wear only what is set out
~Vegeta
Looking at what was out Bulma found her midnite blue eyeshadow and a new toob of lip stain. It was from one of her favorite brands Urban Decay. The color was Bitten. *~*Wow, Vegeta must be planning something big. Now what could it be?*~*
"Kakarotte get your third class ass out here and spar!" Vegeta roared outside the small cottage.
"Be right out Vegeta," Goku said in between mouthfuls of grilled cheese sandwiches.
"I'm giving you to the count of three to get out here. One. Two."
"Okay, I'm here Vegeta. You don't have to yell I was just finishing up lunch," Goku said coming out of his home. "So how's Bulma?"
"Kakarotte I didn't come to talk about the onna. I came to spar!" he yelled sending a ki blast at Goku.
*~*Guess I'll let him tell me on his own.*~*
They sparred for five hours before taking a break. Vegeta wasn't to happy about it but went into the cottage he smelled food. Not just any food either, Chichi had made her special pot roast. Between the two Sayains it was gone in five minutes.
"Wow, Vegeta you've really gotten stronger since the last time we sparred. You must really be training hard," Goku grinned putting his hand on the prince's shoulder.
"Take you hand off me, Kakarotte, before I take it off myself," the short Sayain threatened.
Goku grinned at Vegeta and removed his hand. "So you Bulma going tonight?" he asked hoping the prince would tell him.
"Will you shut up and spar if I say yes?"
"Maybe."
"Yes, I'm taking the onna. Are you happy?"
"Yes!" Goku exclaimed. "How are you going to get there?"
"Known of your business. Now lets spar."
Later that night Bulma had gotton ready. She looked fantastic, her hair was up in a high bun and her make up was flawless. Now there was one key elimite that was missing, Vegeta. It was already eight o'clock and he wasn't there yet.
*~* Where is that damn monkey! Leaves me notes to be ready and isn't even here. Hell he didn't even let me know what is going on. Stupid monkey man.*~*
Bulma was too busy ranting to herself to notice a shadow with in the shadows. Vegeta smirked, his mate was in the royal dress he had laid out for her. She looked more stunning than his mother had when she wore it. The dress had been passed down from generation to generation. Always being given mother to son. to be given to the future queen.
Walking up hind her Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist. "Shhh. It's just me silly onna," he reassured her when she tensed up.
As she relaxed he kissed her neck. "Like the dress princess?"
"It's beautiful, where did you get it? I've never seen anything like it," Bulma told him shivering at his touch.
"It was my mothers. She wore it when her and my father were mated. It's been passed down from generations to every queen on my planet for the last two hundred years," Vegeta explained. Thinking for a moment he put in," It's seems I've forgotten a very important piece of the dress."
"What would that be? The dress looks pretty complete to me," she said as she was being led to the sofa.
"Your crown," he said pulling out a box. "Open it."
Taking the box Bulma carefully opened it. What she saw took her breath away. The crown was beautiful. It was made of a silver like alloy with dark purple blue gems in it. The silver like alloy had a glow radiating from it.
"Vegeta it's beautiful."
"Of course it is. Everything from Vegeta-sei is beautiful," he said putting the crown o her head. " and fit for a queen. Would you be that queen?"
"Yes," she got out before Vegeta's tongue was in her mouth and and half way down her throat.
"Good. We will be leaving for Vegeta-sei tonight," he said ending the kiss.
Bulma looked up at him. "What do you mean? I thought Vegeta-sei was destroyed."
"Freeza lied," he told her simply.
"Oh."
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Five months before.
"Shenlong grant my wish!" Vegeta yelled to the great dragon.
"I cannot wish back a planet that is still there," Shenlong roared. "Make a different wisht Sayain.
"I... I wish to be able to contact Vegeta-sei," he stummered. He was in shock never had he though that his planet was still alive. For twenty-four years he had been lied to.
"Done. Now what is your second wish."
"To be able to go from Earth to Vegeta'-sei without a spaceship."
"Done. I've given you a manual on how to use both devises free of charge. Now your last wish?"
"How sweet," Vegeta said sarcastically. "I wish to be trance ported to my bedchambers on Earth."
"Done."
With a flash of blinding light Vegeta was in his bedchambers on Earth with two small devises in one hand and a manual on both in the other. Sitting down on his bed he started to read.
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"I'm going to change into my armor and we'll be gone," Vegeta said caring Bulma to his bedroom.
"How long will we be gone?" she asked laying her head on his shoulder.
"We will be back in time for the androids," he mumbled.
"What!" she yelled. "Vegeta, I do have a life here. I can't just leave for two years, especially with my parents gone."
Wincing Vegeta opened his door. "Bulma last night you said that you loved me. If you really do you'll come with me. You will prove my father wrong."
"What do you mean prove your father wrong?" she asked quietly.
Setting her on his bed Vegeta laid down. "Before we got together I made Kakarotte take me to New Namek and wish back Vegeta-sei. I found out that it was never destroyed. I made tow wishes, one to contact my planet and the second to her to without a spaceship.
"Last night after you fell asleep I contacted Vegeta-sei then went there. My father doesn't approve of you. Now that he knows I'm alive he wants me to mate with a Sayain female. I need you to prove to him that you're good enough to rule by my side. Onna, I know you are good enough," he answered.
Never in the months they'd been together had he said anything like that. the only time vegeta had told her anything close to what he just had was when they made love. Bulma was deeply touched by his faith in her. "Go get dressed. I'll call my parents and tell them I'll be gone." Smiling she added, "Your father won't know what hit him.
Smirking Vegeta went into his walk in closet and pulled out his royal armor. It matched Bulma's dress perfactly. The armor wasn't like the regaler stuff he wore. Where the gold was on his there was plum. Inbetween the armor plates was a Vegeta-sei rare metal called *rican. It was what his and Bulma's crowns were made of. On his left breast plat the royal crest of Vegeta-sei was carved and rican poured into it. His came was the same blue the flames on the dres were. It was lined with plum. To top it off was a simple Sayain crown fo rican and ammith, the prulbe blue gem of the royal family.
"Sexy, Veggie-chan. Never knew you could clean up so nice," Bulma purred in his ear.
"Now, now onna don't do anything naughty I know I'm hard to resist," he mocked back at her.
Litely laughing she asked, "How are we getting to Vegeta-sei?"
Pulling out a capsel and he through it on the ground. Out popped two rectangler, black devises. Taking the one with a red button he said, "With this. Hould onto be and we'll be there in the blink of an eye."
Wrapping her arms around his neck Bulma kissed him. Then Vegeta pressed the red button. His last thought before he felt himself being pulled through time and space was,won't father be surprised?
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The first thing Bulma saw was a deep red sky, with dark purple clouds. It looked just like a Lousianna sunset. Now she knew why Vegeta had liked New Orleans and wanted to go back. Vegete-sei was the most beautiful place she had ever seen. The only thing wrong with it was the ring of Sayains Elite-Soldiers sourneding her and Vegeta with ki blasts pointing at them.
"If you want to keep your lives I suggest you back away, know," Vegeta growled deep in his throat.
Slowly the soldiers back up, it was good they did to, Vegetawas about to blast them all into the next dimention. How dare they treat their prince and future queen that way. He would show them later how to treat royalty, now he needed to see his father and prove to him that he had chosen a strong mate. A great queen, one that would be known through out Sayain history.
"Take me to the throne room, now. My father is waiting for me," he sneered at one fo the soldiers.
"Yes, your highness. This way your hightness," the trembling soldier said leading theim to the throne room.
"My king may I present to you Prince Vegeta and... and,"
"Princess Bulma," Vegeta growled at he soldier.
"And Princess Bulma."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. But didn't say anything, instead she focast on the king. He was about 5'10 and almost a muscler as Vegeta. The king had the same obeny eyes as his son did. If Vegeta would grow a beard and mustach he would the spitting image of his father.
"You picked this frail creature to be your mate?" King Vegeta asked looking her up and down.
"Yes, father this is my mate, the Princess Bulma Briefs. She is heiress to a vast fortune and is caring my offspring," he said looking his father in the eye.
"Still she looks weak and her coloring is off. Are you sure you want her?" he asked.
"Excuse me, my coloring is off and I'm weak. No, I don't think so your highness. I'm probley one of the most intelegent and beautiful being ever to set foot on this planet and your son isn't going to be able to get any better then me," Bulma butted in before Vegeta could answer.
Smirking Vegeta wrapped his arm around her waist. *~* Yes, I've defently choosen the righ mate. What will father say about her now?*~*
"You let a female talk for you?"
"When she has something good to say, yes." Looking at Bulma he added, "You've had many good things to say, onna."
"It seems you've rubbed off on me," she told him licking her lips.
Clearing his throat King Vegeta interupted the two, "She does have the personallity of a Sayain but you haven't marked her as yours yet. Why is that?"
"Because I found out that you were still breathing and was going to see if you were still breath and was going to see if you do or not, afterwards I'm going to mark her," Vegeta told his father coolly.
Sighing King Vegeta looked deep into his son's eyes, then the Earth princess'. "It truly doesn't matter what I say but I approve. Don't make me regret it, brat."
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*rican pronunced like Ame'rican'.
Hope you guys liked this chapter. It may be a bit before the next I've been working on some other fics that should be up soon. Review!
By: Mara Kraus
Rated: R / NC-17
What it's About: So what does Vegeta have in mind for the next day or should I say night?
A/N: I've kind of turned this into an AU. But it will still go along with what happens in the cartoon. Vegeta's armor in this story is like it is in the Cell Saga. Oh and I don't own Urban Decay.
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Bulma woke up late the next morning. It took her a few moments to figure out why. Vegeta hadn't yelled at her to make breakfast yet. Also, the humming of the GR was nonexistent. Going over to Vegeta's dresser she grabbed a pair of his boxers. She went dowvn a down and found a blue tank top. Pulling the clothing on she went downstairs.
When she went to open the refrigator she saw a bright blue post-it note stuck on it the slant writing was defiantly Vegeta's. It read:
Went to Kakrotte's to spar. Be back later tonight. There's a dress on your bed. Be in it when I return.
~Vegeta
*~*A dress? Wonder what 'Geta's up to. Might as well go up and see what he picked out for me.*~*
On her bed was a sparkling plum dress with sapphire flames coming up fro the bottom. The dress was sleeveless and had a square neckline. Bulma stripped out of her borrowed garments an pulled on the dress.
Going into her bathroom Bulma saw that it molded her body like spandex until it reached her waist. From there on it flowed down to her feet. The dress was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen. She was surprised that Vegeta could pick out something like it.
As she turned to exist the bathroom Bulma spied another blue post-it note. This one read:
You should have found the dress by now. I have set out the lip coloring and other gunk you will be needing. Wear only what is set out
~Vegeta
Looking at what was out Bulma found her midnite blue eyeshadow and a new toob of lip stain. It was from one of her favorite brands Urban Decay. The color was Bitten. *~*Wow, Vegeta must be planning something big. Now what could it be?*~*
"Kakarotte get your third class ass out here and spar!" Vegeta roared outside the small cottage.
"Be right out Vegeta," Goku said in between mouthfuls of grilled cheese sandwiches.
"I'm giving you to the count of three to get out here. One. Two."
"Okay, I'm here Vegeta. You don't have to yell I was just finishing up lunch," Goku said coming out of his home. "So how's Bulma?"
"Kakarotte I didn't come to talk about the onna. I came to spar!" he yelled sending a ki blast at Goku.
*~*Guess I'll let him tell me on his own.*~*
They sparred for five hours before taking a break. Vegeta wasn't to happy about it but went into the cottage he smelled food. Not just any food either, Chichi had made her special pot roast. Between the two Sayains it was gone in five minutes.
"Wow, Vegeta you've really gotten stronger since the last time we sparred. You must really be training hard," Goku grinned putting his hand on the prince's shoulder.
"Take you hand off me, Kakarotte, before I take it off myself," the short Sayain threatened.
Goku grinned at Vegeta and removed his hand. "So you Bulma going tonight?" he asked hoping the prince would tell him.
"Will you shut up and spar if I say yes?"
"Maybe."
"Yes, I'm taking the onna. Are you happy?"
"Yes!" Goku exclaimed. "How are you going to get there?"
"Known of your business. Now lets spar."
Later that night Bulma had gotton ready. She looked fantastic, her hair was up in a high bun and her make up was flawless. Now there was one key elimite that was missing, Vegeta. It was already eight o'clock and he wasn't there yet.
*~* Where is that damn monkey! Leaves me notes to be ready and isn't even here. Hell he didn't even let me know what is going on. Stupid monkey man.*~*
Bulma was too busy ranting to herself to notice a shadow with in the shadows. Vegeta smirked, his mate was in the royal dress he had laid out for her. She looked more stunning than his mother had when she wore it. The dress had been passed down from generation to generation. Always being given mother to son. to be given to the future queen.
Walking up hind her Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist. "Shhh. It's just me silly onna," he reassured her when she tensed up.
As she relaxed he kissed her neck. "Like the dress princess?"
"It's beautiful, where did you get it? I've never seen anything like it," Bulma told him shivering at his touch.
"It was my mothers. She wore it when her and my father were mated. It's been passed down from generations to every queen on my planet for the last two hundred years," Vegeta explained. Thinking for a moment he put in," It's seems I've forgotten a very important piece of the dress."
"What would that be? The dress looks pretty complete to me," she said as she was being led to the sofa.
"Your crown," he said pulling out a box. "Open it."
Taking the box Bulma carefully opened it. What she saw took her breath away. The crown was beautiful. It was made of a silver like alloy with dark purple blue gems in it. The silver like alloy had a glow radiating from it.
"Vegeta it's beautiful."
"Of course it is. Everything from Vegeta-sei is beautiful," he said putting the crown o her head. " and fit for a queen. Would you be that queen?"
"Yes," she got out before Vegeta's tongue was in her mouth and and half way down her throat.
"Good. We will be leaving for Vegeta-sei tonight," he said ending the kiss.
Bulma looked up at him. "What do you mean? I thought Vegeta-sei was destroyed."
"Freeza lied," he told her simply.
"Oh."
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Five months before.
"Shenlong grant my wish!" Vegeta yelled to the great dragon.
"I cannot wish back a planet that is still there," Shenlong roared. "Make a different wisht Sayain.
"I... I wish to be able to contact Vegeta-sei," he stummered. He was in shock never had he though that his planet was still alive. For twenty-four years he had been lied to.
"Done. Now what is your second wish."
"To be able to go from Earth to Vegeta'-sei without a spaceship."
"Done. I've given you a manual on how to use both devises free of charge. Now your last wish?"
"How sweet," Vegeta said sarcastically. "I wish to be trance ported to my bedchambers on Earth."
"Done."
With a flash of blinding light Vegeta was in his bedchambers on Earth with two small devises in one hand and a manual on both in the other. Sitting down on his bed he started to read.
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"I'm going to change into my armor and we'll be gone," Vegeta said caring Bulma to his bedroom.
"How long will we be gone?" she asked laying her head on his shoulder.
"We will be back in time for the androids," he mumbled.
"What!" she yelled. "Vegeta, I do have a life here. I can't just leave for two years, especially with my parents gone."
Wincing Vegeta opened his door. "Bulma last night you said that you loved me. If you really do you'll come with me. You will prove my father wrong."
"What do you mean prove your father wrong?" she asked quietly.
Setting her on his bed Vegeta laid down. "Before we got together I made Kakarotte take me to New Namek and wish back Vegeta-sei. I found out that it was never destroyed. I made tow wishes, one to contact my planet and the second to her to without a spaceship.
"Last night after you fell asleep I contacted Vegeta-sei then went there. My father doesn't approve of you. Now that he knows I'm alive he wants me to mate with a Sayain female. I need you to prove to him that you're good enough to rule by my side. Onna, I know you are good enough," he answered.
Never in the months they'd been together had he said anything like that. the only time vegeta had told her anything close to what he just had was when they made love. Bulma was deeply touched by his faith in her. "Go get dressed. I'll call my parents and tell them I'll be gone." Smiling she added, "Your father won't know what hit him.
Smirking Vegeta went into his walk in closet and pulled out his royal armor. It matched Bulma's dress perfactly. The armor wasn't like the regaler stuff he wore. Where the gold was on his there was plum. Inbetween the armor plates was a Vegeta-sei rare metal called *rican. It was what his and Bulma's crowns were made of. On his left breast plat the royal crest of Vegeta-sei was carved and rican poured into it. His came was the same blue the flames on the dres were. It was lined with plum. To top it off was a simple Sayain crown fo rican and ammith, the prulbe blue gem of the royal family.
"Sexy, Veggie-chan. Never knew you could clean up so nice," Bulma purred in his ear.
"Now, now onna don't do anything naughty I know I'm hard to resist," he mocked back at her.
Litely laughing she asked, "How are we getting to Vegeta-sei?"
Pulling out a capsel and he through it on the ground. Out popped two rectangler, black devises. Taking the one with a red button he said, "With this. Hould onto be and we'll be there in the blink of an eye."
Wrapping her arms around his neck Bulma kissed him. Then Vegeta pressed the red button. His last thought before he felt himself being pulled through time and space was,won't father be surprised?
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The first thing Bulma saw was a deep red sky, with dark purple clouds. It looked just like a Lousianna sunset. Now she knew why Vegeta had liked New Orleans and wanted to go back. Vegete-sei was the most beautiful place she had ever seen. The only thing wrong with it was the ring of Sayains Elite-Soldiers sourneding her and Vegeta with ki blasts pointing at them.
"If you want to keep your lives I suggest you back away, know," Vegeta growled deep in his throat.
Slowly the soldiers back up, it was good they did to, Vegetawas about to blast them all into the next dimention. How dare they treat their prince and future queen that way. He would show them later how to treat royalty, now he needed to see his father and prove to him that he had chosen a strong mate. A great queen, one that would be known through out Sayain history.
"Take me to the throne room, now. My father is waiting for me," he sneered at one fo the soldiers.
"Yes, your highness. This way your hightness," the trembling soldier said leading theim to the throne room.
"My king may I present to you Prince Vegeta and... and,"
"Princess Bulma," Vegeta growled at he soldier.
"And Princess Bulma."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. But didn't say anything, instead she focast on the king. He was about 5'10 and almost a muscler as Vegeta. The king had the same obeny eyes as his son did. If Vegeta would grow a beard and mustach he would the spitting image of his father.
"You picked this frail creature to be your mate?" King Vegeta asked looking her up and down.
"Yes, father this is my mate, the Princess Bulma Briefs. She is heiress to a vast fortune and is caring my offspring," he said looking his father in the eye.
"Still she looks weak and her coloring is off. Are you sure you want her?" he asked.
"Excuse me, my coloring is off and I'm weak. No, I don't think so your highness. I'm probley one of the most intelegent and beautiful being ever to set foot on this planet and your son isn't going to be able to get any better then me," Bulma butted in before Vegeta could answer.
Smirking Vegeta wrapped his arm around her waist. *~* Yes, I've defently choosen the righ mate. What will father say about her now?*~*
"You let a female talk for you?"
"When she has something good to say, yes." Looking at Bulma he added, "You've had many good things to say, onna."
"It seems you've rubbed off on me," she told him licking her lips.
Clearing his throat King Vegeta interupted the two, "She does have the personallity of a Sayain but you haven't marked her as yours yet. Why is that?"
"Because I found out that you were still breathing and was going to see if you were still breath and was going to see if you do or not, afterwards I'm going to mark her," Vegeta told his father coolly.
Sighing King Vegeta looked deep into his son's eyes, then the Earth princess'. "It truly doesn't matter what I say but I approve. Don't make me regret it, brat."
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*rican pronunced like Ame'rican'.
Hope you guys liked this chapter. It may be a bit before the next I've been working on some other fics that should be up soon. Review!