Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Visions of Destruction ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Hi! I'm back again with another Vegeta and Bulma love story! Can't get enough of Bulma and Vegeta of course!! Enjoy!! -
The young woman's cerulean eyes blinked as the early morning sun hit her face. She yawned loudly as she stretched the kinks out of her sore muscles. After deciding that she had stalled long enough she threw back her lavender comforter with gold moons and stars along with her snow white sheets and crawled out of bed. Her room felt chilly after being cocooned all night so she hurried into her adjoining bathroom. Flipping on the light switch she was greeted by her multi-shaded blue bathroom complete with turquoise tiles under her feet, white walls with gold lines, a white toilet, white sink, and a large, light blue hot tub sized bath. Bulma threw off her turquoise silk lingerie as she ran hot water into her tub. As the water filled up she pulled on her sky blue terry bath robe and began to brush her teeth. Satisfied with the whiteness of her teeth she ran a brush through her sky blue locks that ran down her back, stopping just above her butt. She walked back over to her tub and stopped the flow of water before discarding her robe onto the floor and sinking into the steaming water. With a sigh she relaxed against the tub side.

Vegeta ran at the last bot, fazing behind it as it glowed with power. He knocked into the south wall, breaking it into little pieces.
"Damn it," Vegeta growled as he shut of the GR to survey the damage. All around him were the remains of all ten bots that he had demolished. 'The Onna is gonna be pissed,' Vegeta thought with a smirk as exited the large domed building and heading for an even larger domed building. He entered through the back doors from the outside deck and headed upstairs in the direction of Bulma's room. Vegeta walked past several rooms until he came to her white door with her name spelled across it in purple script. He pounded on the door a few times and called her name, but received no response. He pushed open the door and entered the large room. He looked around and even though he had been in her room more than enough times he could never get over how regal it looked. Her floors with covered with plush, white carpets and her windows were adorned with silk purple curtains complete with gold tassel chains to hold them open. She had one white dresser with gold handles and a large walk-in closet. Vegeta turned his attention to the cracked bathroom door were he could sense Bulma's 'ki' signature. He walked over to in and without warning entered her warm, foggy bathroom. He could make out her sky blue hair that drifted on top of the water. "Onna!" he yelled seconds before Bulma's flustered face burst out of the water. She turned to look at him before dunking her body from the chin down back into the warm water.
"Vegeta," she growled from the edge of her tub. "What the hell do you think that you are doing?" Vegeta smirked.
"I broke the bots and now I need you to fix them," he stated. Bulma's face turned a deeper shade of red as her brows knitted together.
"Nani kuso?!(What the hell?) That's why you came into my private bathroom?! You broke the bots I made and now you want them fixed?" Her eyes darkened with every word that left her lips. "I am not you personal slave! You can wait for me to finish my bath and just maybe I will fix the bots. Now, GET OUT!!" Bulma watched as Vegeta left the bathroom before relaxing back in the bath tub.

Vegeta closed the bathroom door and headed downstairs toward the kitchen.
'Why didn't I say anything?' Vegeta questioned himself, even though he already knew the answer. During Bulma's triad she had unknowingly rose a little out of the water allowing Vegeta to get an eyeful of her creamy white breasts. He opened the large white fridge door and began to search for something edible as the cool air tamed his arousal.

Bulma exited her bathroom in her robe and headed for her large closet. After shuffling and tossing clothes around she finally emerged from her room in white daisy dukes complete with white tennis shoes and a black tank top with the words Bad Ass written across the breasts in white lettering. She entered the kitchen where Vegeta was sitting eating leftover meatloaf, vegetables, and mash potatoes. He didn't even acknowledge her presence as she headed toward the fridge where she put into a bowl pieces of cauliflower, mushrooms, and radishes. She grabbed a cutting board out of a cabinet and began to chop up the radishes along with the mushrooms. After finishing this she deposited them back in the bowl with the cauliflower and dribbled ranch over them before sitting down across from Vegeta. Vegeta looked up and peered at her bowl in disgust.
"Onna, no wonder why your mate cheats on you. You eat like a rabbit and he must be afraid that he will break you in half," Vegeta said with a smirk. Bulma frowned, smacked him across his face before grabbing her bowl and heading into the spacious den. She settled herself onto one of the many comfortable couches before rubbing her sore and blistered wrist. She looked back toward the kitchen with a scowl.
'I know that that hit hurt me more than him,' she thought to herself. She turned her attention to the TV as she flipped through channels until she came across an old Sailor Moon episode. Suddenly the room fell into darkness and in front of Bulma a faceless man appeared. He wore no shirt so his muscular chest stood bare before her. His tail was wrapped tightly around her wrist and she could feel it's warmth making her skin tingle. She watched the man in front of her tense as his mouth opened in pain. On his left side blood burst from his side. The dark red substance gushed out onto her. She could feel the warmth of the blood as it hit her skin and slipped down her face.
"Onna?" a gruff voice said in question. "Onna!" Bulma felt her body shake as the man dissolved into the form of a very distraught Vegeta.
"V-Vegeta?" she questioned in confusion. Vegeta looked into her eyes so full of confusion and fear.
"Onna, what's wrong with you?" Bulma shook her head and said nothing as she got up, dislodging Vegeta's hands on her arms. She grabbed her tools as she headed out to the GR. Vegeta watched her go with a confused look on his face. "That was weird," he said out loud to himself, but dismissed it as he headed upstairs, the only thing on his mind a nice warm shower.