Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Unrequited Feelings ❯ Changes ( Chapter 14 )

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Almost two months had passed by since Bulma was captured, and she hated the Saiyan Prince with a passion, and now, after almost getting themselves killed, there they were, laying next to each other in a cot, getting a much needed rest. She shifted beside him, careful not to wake him up. She knew he was a light sleeper, any noise she made would surely wake him up.

Carefully, she lifted the blanket off herself, and when she tried to stand up, she realized that his tail was wrapped tight around her waist. She blinked in utter confusion.

"And just where do you think you're going?" he murmured sleepily, and pulled her in again, putting the blanket over her again.

"I stink, I'm covered in blood, and I need a shower!!" she protested. He snickered.

"You smell better this way. I hate that... weird..... flower.... smelling thingy--"

"It's perfume, and I think it smells good!!"

"Whatever." he threw himself back in bed, making her jump up about two inches of the bed, and he pulled her down with him. Her face was pressed against his back, and she frowned at his rudeness.

She gulped, and closed her eyes, moving her hand up so she can stroke his back. Two months ago, and I would have freaked if I was in a situation like this. I can't believe I am... here... with him... the Saiyan... who nearly risked his life to save me. And I saved him... and now here we are... and I don't even know if we're... official yet. Of coarse I'm not going to ask him that. I'm pretty sure I know what he's going to say if I asked him such a ridiculous question. I can already imagine the look in his face... he'd probably say something like, "What nonsense do you speak... stupid humans with their stupid human emotions!!."

Vegeta moved restlessly against her, as she continued to stroke his back. Then again... Maybe I might give this a chance. He's very protective of me...he's handsome alright, but rude and conceited... should I? Should I try it?

He stared at her with one eye, and snorted. "Do woman think about that all the time?"

"Gah!!" Is he... reading my thoughts!?!

"Yes woman, I can read your thoughts." he answered with a grunt.

She blushed. "So you... heard what I said?"

"M-hm." he grunted, closing his eyes.

"And you heard about--"

"Practically everything." he turned around, and stroked her belly with his left hand. "I know what you were dreaming about." he licked his lips deliciously. She gulped.

"No way!!" she shouted, trying to push his hand away. "We're... not official to do that just yet... not that I want to... It's just wrong, and too soon for that."

"What do you mean by official?" he asked, staring down at her.

"By official, I mean... we're not boyfriend, and girlfriend." she explained. "And... even if we were... it would be too soon for that."

"Earthling traditions." he scoffed. "What is this... boyfriend/girlfriend you refer to?"

"You mean... you never had a girlfriend before?"

"What is a girlfriend?"

"It's like... a friend... but more than just a friend."

"Friends with benefits?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Well... something like that... it's like a special bond you share with someone you love... have you ever had... someone in your life like that?"

He shook his head.

"You mean... you never had a girlfriend before?"

"What? Is that bad?"

"No... well.... there's nothing wrong with that."

"What are you suggesting... that we become boyfriend/girlfriend?" he played with a couple of strands of her hair, and tucked it behind her hair lazily.

"I... do you want to?" she blushed

"I asked you the question first, woman. So you answer first, then I will answer afterwards." he murmured dully, taking his back now, so that the strand of hair he had tucked behind her ear fall over her face again.

She frowned. "Why? So you could just make fun of me??" her left eyebrow twitched.

"Make fun of you? What for?"

She shook her head. "I can't believe I'm having this conversation with you, Vegeta-chan." And why Is he acting like he cares? This is unusual for him....

"Why is this so weird?"

"Stop reading my thoughts!!" she shouted.

"How the hell am I going to do that!?! You're thoughts are fucking loud!!" he winced, rubbing his temples.

"It is? Hey... how come I can't hear your thoughts, but you could hear mine?"

"Because you're a weakling human, that's why!!!" And you look fucking hot in that shirt, I could see your boobs....

She blushed, and put the blanket over her chest. "Excuse me?" she shuddered. She heard his voice, but she didn't see his lips moving.

"What?" he frowned.

"You... just said... something, and... you're such a perv." she spat. "Is that all you think about?"

"Think about what?!?" he asked, now raising his voice at her.

"I heard you say something... about my shirt!!!!!" she shouted, the red color in her cheeks growing brighter. He chuckled.

"Oh.. is that all? Oh great, now you could hear my thoughts too, I better be careful now." he taunted, getting his face closer to hers. She knew that he was going to kiss her, and she closed her eyes, waiting, and nothing happened. She opened her eyes, and saw him trying to stifle his laughter.

"That was a dirty trick!!" she shook her fist at him. Without warning her, he pressed her down, and crushed his lips on hers, and stroking the side of her neck. She was shocked by him overpowering her, but soon she got used to it, and sighed into his kiss, opening her lips slightly when she felt him running his tongue on her bottom lip eagerly.

"Oops, wrong timing!!" came Goku's voice. Vegeta roared, breaking the kiss, and lifted himself from Bulma.

"KAKKAROT!! GET OUT!!"

Bulma sat up, and tried to calm down the raging Prince by running her hand up and down his back. It didn't work at all. "Vegeta-chan--"

"Oh, hey Bulma. I'm glad you're okay. Me and Chi were so worried, but Vegeta didn't want us to come in, cause you and he were--"

"Yes, that's exactly what I said, then WHY DID YOU COME HERE!?!" he spat, vein throbbing dangerously on his forehead. Goku became nauseated by just staring at it.

Bulma stared at the ongoing battle between the two Saiyans. She stared at Vegeta with narrowed eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry, gees!! Calm down, will ya?!?" he scratched his neck nervously. "Sorry I walked in on you two, Bulma--" he frowned, and so did Vegeta, when they noticed that she was not in bed, but standing up, and looking out the window. Her face was scrunched up, as though searching for something she couldn't see. "Ahhh... Bulma?"

She stared out the window prominently. "I thought I... heard something..." she murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"I didn't hear anything." Goku chuckled nervously.

Bulma frowned. So I'm the only one hearing things? Oh great.

Vegeta lifted his eyebrow at her comment. What are you talking about, woman?

Her bottom lip twitched when she heard his voice in her head. I really don't feel like it right now. Please stay out of my head...

Why? It's better talking to you this way. Vegeta smirked. He liked toying with her.

For you... But I'm not in the mood to have this conversation... so drop it!!!

Goku scratched his neck when he saw the two throwing dirty looks at each other. It was as though they were speaking in their minds. He smirked, and got into Vegeta's thoughts. Bulma, and Vegeta, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G--

"KAKKAROT!! STAY OUT OF MY HEAD!!!"

Bulma, and Goku both fell to the ground, laughing their hearts out. She wiped a tear from her eyes, holding her stomach as she tried to stifle her laughter. Goku also wiped a tear from his eye, his tail swaying back and forth behind him as Vegeta shook his fist at him. This just made it funnier, and he fell flat on his stomach, slamming his fists on the ground, making the ground shake beneath them.

The laughing seized, and by then, Vegeta was enveloped in a blue aura. "Are you finished yet?" he hissed. Goku and Bulma gave each other a look before bursting into more fits of laughter. They stopped right away when electricity began to emit from his body.

"Ahahaha... calm down Vegeta." Goku murmured weakly.

"If you calm down, I'll... give you a striptease..." came Bulma's slow, seductive voice.

Vegeta's eyes nearly bulged out of it's sockets as Bulma began to remove her blouse, first undoing the buttons, revealing most of her red lacy bra. He gulped, pushed Goku out of the door, and placed a lock on the door, his eyes never leaving Bulma’s. He smirked, resting against the door.

Bulma laughed, and buttoned up her shirt. "As if." she scoffed. "Like I'm really going to do that."

He frowned. "I saw that one coming." He stood up straighter, and cleared his throat. "I deserved that."

She laughed harder. "I-- huh?"

"Never mind. Now... aren't you going to fix the gravity room?!"

"But I--"

"Woman. I thought you always keep your word." he said sarcastically.

"Yeah!! But that was before I was almost killed!!"

They paused, and stared at something else, so they wouldn't have to look at each other in the face. "Listen... Vegeta-chan... I... thank-you... for saving my life." she murmured, staring at the ground. "If you hadn't shown up... I'd probably dead." her bottom lip twitched. "You... saved my life..."

He frowned, and stared at the window. He grunted, and if she guessed right, he probably meant, 'Yeah, sure, whatever, and you also saved my life too.' Maybe that last part wasn't included. (Bulma: ^_^;;;)

"Hey... Vegeta-chan?"

He lifted his head. "Hn?"

"I thought about it for a while, and... I've finally come to a conclusion."

"And that is?" What is this woman blabbering about??

"I'm not blabbering!!!!"

"Whatever. So what was your conclusion?"

She blushed. "I... concluded that... I... may have a crush on you."

He shrugged. "So?"

She interlaced her hands together. "Which means... I may like you."

His brain processed her comment. That's probably the first time anyone told me that... well, maybe one, or twice... like that threesome I had the other time... It wasn't so much fun though... It sucked ass.

"Ewww." Bulma murmured, clamping her mouth over her hand. "Disgusting."

"I only tried it once!! It was just out of plain curiosity!!!" he shouted, a red color now spreading on his cheeks. Bulma pretended she didn't notice, and went back to the bed, hugging the pillow profusely. "I thought I liked Radditz, but... then... I convinced myself... that he still loves Faith. I know he does... the way he talks about her... the way his face lightens up whenever they're in the same room. I tried to ignore that. But on that day... in the beach... something happened... something I thought in my wildest of dreams would never happen... I was like... thank Kami... but... I was pretty sure he was thinking of her when he did that.

"And then you came along, challenging me, provoking me. To a point, where I almost, completely lost it. It was then, that I realized... that you were special. I watched you from then on. I hated you for what you were, and what you did to me... to earth... basically everything, but... when I got to know you better... it was like meeting my best friend for the very first time. I know this sounds corny, and all, and you're not used to hearing these kinds of things, but... you make me feel something that no one else made me feel. Not Yamcha, or those other dildo's that tried to hit on me... but you did. You challenged me... the first man alive to ever do that... since everyone was too cowardly to do that, but you... you surpassed me in many ways unimaginable... and that's why I noticed... that's why I noticed you."

Vegeta paced back an forth, tail circling behind him as he thought. He turned to Bulma, grinning. "Well... that has to be one of the sappiest explanations I've ever heard."

Bulma fell to the ground, legs in the air.

"You just don't have a bone of emotion in your body!!!" she shouted, shaking her fists in the air. He grinned, and went to her side, holding her waist firmly. "I do feel this." He pressed his lips on the side of her lips, and kissed her there softly. Then he kissed her cheek, and kissed down to the base of her neck, kissing, and lapping the sensitive area of her skin with his tongue. Bulma froze, as she felt his hot breath, and tongue on her skin, feeling a tightening in her stomach, her pleasure growing ten folds. The pressure was building up inside of her, and she felt a throbbing pain between her legs. Something was missing, she thought. She didn't know what it was, but something was missing!!

"Is that all... you want from me!?" she groaned, squeezing his shoulders. "Is that all you want... from me??"

He smirked against her neck. She hated him for not answering, but all that mattered in her mind was his hands cupping her wonderfully shaped ass, his hot lips tingling the sensitive area in her neck. She whimpered, and moved up her arm, placing it on the curve of his back, and ran her hand up and down lazily, feeling his strong muscles under his black spandex. He moaned against her neck, and pulled her chin up, capturing her lips with a hunger that devoured her soul.

There was a light knocking behind them, but no one bothered to open it.

She rocked him harder, and faster, sweat pouring down her forehead, and into her eyes. She scrunched up her eyes, as a hot searing pain blinded her eyes. Radditz grabbed her waist more firmly, hips thrusting upwards, smirking as he watched her breast bounce up and down. He smirked, and slapped her ass.

"Ow."

He smirked devilishly. "Didn't enjoy that much, eh?"

She giggled, and wrapped her arms around his neck, plunging her tongue into his slightly parted lips. He moaned, and thrust upwards, and groaned, almost feeling himself come.

"I... uhh.... ahhh.... yesss.... Faith.... fuck me...."

She pressed her lips firmly over his, and his eyes rolled back in his head as he climaxed inside her, and she came along with him, her legs entwined around his hip. Slowly, she removed herself from him, and rested against his chest, panting. Radditz held her closer, running his hand through her crimson red hair.

"That was... incredible..." he whispered in her ear. She giggled, and blushed when she felt his renewed desire brush against her thigh. She smirked, and wrapped her hands around him.

"Mmmmn.... Faith." his eyes were half lidded in lust. She sat up, moving her hands up and down it swift strokes, and tasted the tip with her tongue. He hissed, shutting his eyes, feeling the pressure building up, and when her mouth covered him, it sent him over the edge, his control snapping in two. With one last stroke of her tongue, he climaxed inside her mouth, and she took all of him, licking her lips as she swallowed all of his essence.

"Does this make us official again?" she pouted, climbing over his hip, and taking him inside her again. She smirked as she rekindled another fire in him again.

"Ohhhh.... yes.... Faith...." he moaned.

"Good... because I love you." she hissed, as he rode him again.

He stroked her hair lovingly, as she batted her eyelashes at him. He smirked back, and brushed his nose against her jaw line. It was possibly the best make-out session he ever had. She grinned back lazily, and cupped his cheek in her hand, blushing when he took it swiftly, and kissed her wrist, kissing along the scars. He took her other hand, and did the same thing like before.

"That... feels nice." she blurted out.

"I knew it would." he smirked.

"Of coarse you do. You know everything." she murmured sarcastically.

"M-hm." he moaned when she scratched the back of his neck. "Woman, that feels good." he groaned, and cursed under his breath. "Damn it, you're doing it again."

"Doing what?" she smirked, stroking his back.

"You get me all horny, then you stop." he hissed, when her hand crept in between his thighs. He held in his breath, feeling himself harden again.

"I don't do that." she smirked, taking back her hand. He is just too easy... wait a minute... what am I saying?? I'm acting... all naughty, and seductive... wow... I never thought I had it in me.

Believe it or not, woman... you do. SO STOP TEASING ME!!!!

She laughed, and pressed her face against his armor, so that he wouldn't see her blushing. "Okay, fine... I'll stop doing that... although it was kind of fun..."

"If you do that one more time, I'm gonna jerk off in front of you, and I don't care what you say!!" he shouted, when he saw the disgusted look on her face. "You heard me!!"

"Okay, okay, calm down, and... ewwwww."

He smirked, moving to his side, so that he was staring down at Bulma. "You're... different from all of them." he said, stroking the side of her face with his index finger. "So different..." he whispered.

"Different from whom?" she blinked in confusion.

"You're different from the woman I--"

"Slept with?" she blushed, looking elsewhere.

"... yeah..." he stammered, blinking at her straightforwardness. "Umm... that won't be a problem, with us--"

She smiled. "Of coarse that doesn't matter... of coarse I'm jealous...."

"Jealous?"

The red in her cheeks became brighter. "You know, I... I wish I was your first.... and... you'll be my first..." Her whole face went red now, and he could feel the head radiating from her like a heater. "Not that I care, it's just... it would have been nice... but I don't care."

His face contorted in pain for a second. "I... certainly wish you were my first." He frowned, removing her arms from him, and sat up. She bit her lip, and sat up, staring into eyes. Something was not right, she thought. The way he said that... with that look of pain in his eyes... something was not right!!!

"What's wrong?" she gulped.

He narrowed his eyes. "What I'm about to tell you... I never told anyone." he stared at her, and when she didn't respond, or say anything, he continued. "My first time... heh... now that I think about it..." he chuckled. A bitter chuckle. "I was about... three years old."

She clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes widening in shock, and horror.

"It was... around the time Frieza came, and disgraced my Father by taking his throne... and... I didn't have many friends... since most of them were killed. I... only had one person I could confide in... and that was My mother's friend. She was older than me, but I didn't mind... and she was there, when my mother was sick, or just to hang around... I just... I never thought she would... It just never occurred to me..."

"She--" Bulma began.

"One night, when my parents were gone, she sneaked into my room, and... fucked me." he whispered. He shook his fist, and got up, now pacing back and forth in the infirmary.

"Vegeta-chan--"

"It only gets worse." he continued. "She came every night after that. At first... I let her have her way with me. I was a child... I didn't know what she was doing to me. But I knew it was something bad... I had a bad feeling in my gut... It was telling me that this was wrong.

"I finally asked her why she was doing this to me. She said, nothing, and fucked me again... as usual... and then I..." he paused. "I killed her."

"I killed her... and she was the first person I ever killed." He turned to look at a pale faced Bulma, and he smirked, knowing he would get this kind of reaction from her. "That's why I... am what I am today, and that's why I... wish you were my first." he turned around, expecting her to run away from him, but was shocked, when he felt her hug him from behind. Her arms wrapped tight around his trim waist, her face pressed against his back.

"You went through so much when you were only just a boy... you had to endure all that... with no one else to confide in... but all that has changed now... you have me... and I have you... we could tell each other anything we want..."

"Anything?" he asked.

"M-hm." she said, holding him tighter.

"Oh good... I'm horny, and need you real bad..."

She frowned, and squeezed his tail.

"NOT THE TAIL!!!" he howled in pain, holding his tail limply in his hands as she shook her fits at him.

"You can never act serious!!!" she shouted. "God, Vegeta... you're so childish sometimes!! Childish, and a spoiled brat!!"

He laughed, and seized his laughing, a serious look washing over his face. "Seriously woman... thank-you for listening to me...." he murmured, staring out the window prominently.

"What?" She followed his gaze, and then finally understood what he meant.

"You're welcome..." she paused when a loud rumbling voice emitted from her stomach. He glanced at her, and she stared down at her rumbling stomach.

"Damn... all this talk made me hungry... wanna get some more ramen?"

"Sure."

"Cool, just let me shower, I'll be ready."

"Can I join you?" he asked slyly, licking his lips.

"No."

"You know you want to!"

"No."

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

"Damn, that sucks."

She laughed as he struggled with his hard on.

A/N: ha, I had fun writing this chapter, lol. especially the B/V part... >.<... next time, on ch 15... enter Lucerfus!! My fav, playful, cute, smart, hot, and sexy character!!! of coarse I made up this character, but... he’s such a fun character, you'll learn to love (I hope) I wish there were men out there like him!!! >.<