Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Visions of Destruction ❯ Chapter 6
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 308 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 308 | Status: Completed
Bulma walked out to her red Pontiac Grand AM, hopped in and headed out to Yamcha's house, her heart thumping. She was sure it was happiness in seeing Yamcha after such a long time of not seeing him, but then Vegeta's words popped into her head.
'No wonder your mate cheats on you... Alone?!Onna, you are so stupid! That man will not stay with you! You are more alone than you think!' Tears emerged in her eyes before she swiped at them angrily. After a few minutes of silence and contemplation she pulled up into Yamcha's driveway. Pulling out her spare keys, she headed up to his doorstep. She saw that the front lights were off, but she noticed that the back lights were on so she thought she might surprise him. She crept quietly into the dark house and noticing that the door to his room was open she crept closer to it. She saw that the light was off in his room and she almost turned back to leave, thinking that he was a sleep, heard a shrill giggle.
"Oh, Cha," a girl's voice murmured huskily.
"Hai, Marron," a familiar voice said before squeals filled the air. "Such a naughty girl." Bulma crept over to the door, her heart pounding in her ear as she stuck her hand into the dark room. She reached blindly for the switch and in one fluid motion turned on the light as she threw the door open. Before her was a VERY naked Yamcha with a mirror image of her called Marron. His white ass was in mid-motion as Marron turned to look Bulma around Yamcha. "Babe," Yamcha croaked as tears fell from her eyes and trailed down her cheeks. As she climbed into her car a sheet clad Yamcha appeared onto the lawn yelling. She paid him no mind as she turned on her car and the radio. She sped off into the horizon Eminem filling the car.
You high Baby?
Yeah
Yeah?
Talk to me
You want me to tell you something?Uh-huh
I know what you want to hear. I know you want me Baby, I think I want you too
I think I love you Baby
I think I love you too. I'm here to save you girl. Come into Shady's world. I want to grow together. Let's let our love unfurl...
Bulma frowned as the song continued.
You know you want me Baby
You know I want you too. They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you...
Bulma pulled up into her own driveway and hurried inside as dark clouds began to grumble over the city. As she entered the house she noticed the note on the hall table by the front table.
'Hmmm,' she thought as she picked up the note and scanned over the contents.
Dear Bulma,
Your father and I have gone away on a business trip. We will be gone for a short while. Make sure you take care of our guest and that man.
Bulma crumpled the letter and threw it into the trash.
'Damn it.' she curse inwardly. 'They always pick the worst times to pack up and leave me alone with the asshole. Take care off him ass,' she thought with a wry smirk. "Sure I will." She walked into the kitchen and after pulling a seven fifty of McCormick vanilla vodka out of the freezer headed into the den. She took an unlady like swig from the bottle and turned to to the TV as she turned it on. "Every one can go to Hell," she muttered as she found a move that fit her mood accordingly.
Hours Later...
Vegeta entered the house, his clothes tattered and sweat clinging to his body. He walked into the den to find Bulma watching TV on the couch.
"Baka onna!" she yelled suddenly, her words slurred. This caused Vegeta to pause before moving closer to the couch.
"Onna?" Bulma turned to look at him, a sad smile on her lips.
"V-Vegeta," she slurred out. "What ar-re you doing in h-here? I thought-t you were Hell bent-t on being more po-owerful than Goku." She took a large gulp from her glass, emptying it of it's remaining contents. Vegeta wrinkled his nose at the sweet scent of vanilla that escaped her mouth.
"Onna, you have been drinking," he stated as he came around the couch to stand in front of her. Bulma shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah, so," she said. "I am twenty-five-e and can d-drink when I wan-nt to." She frowned up at him, her lips quivered.
"But you ha-" he was cut off as Bulma threw herself at him with a cry of pain.
"Veggie!" she whimpered out as she clung to him. "Y-You were right-t!" Vegeta stood stalk still for a moment before he put his arms around her small waist. She whimpered lightly as his warmth enveloped her.
"What do you mean, Onna?" he inquired as he slowly sat down on the couch, not letting go of her as he pulled her into his lap. He looked around, hoping that no one saw him in the position he was in.
"I-I caught hi-im..." she faded off as another sob escaped her lips. "He was-as f-f-fucking another w-woman." It dawned on Vegeta who and what she was talking about as she continued to blubber. "I'm s-suck a baka," she spat out with disgust. He pulled her closer. He truly felt bad for her, who had found her long time mate cheating on her. Bulma leaned back for a moment. "Vegeta," Bulma said quietly, her words losing some of their slur. "I am truly a-alone now." Vegeta frowned at her statement.
"Iie, Bulma, you are not alone," he said huskily. Bulma felt something furry wrap around her wrist, be she could not look away from Vegeta's onyx eyes.
"What do you mean?" she inquired as their faces grew closer together.
"You have me," he said as their lips touched.
Tomi cursed as he watched the two pull each other closer.
"I will just have to rectify this situation," he muttered as he headed back to his ship. "You will be mine Bulma Briefs," he vowed as he disappeared into the darkness.
'No wonder your mate cheats on you... Alone?!Onna, you are so stupid! That man will not stay with you! You are more alone than you think!' Tears emerged in her eyes before she swiped at them angrily. After a few minutes of silence and contemplation she pulled up into Yamcha's driveway. Pulling out her spare keys, she headed up to his doorstep. She saw that the front lights were off, but she noticed that the back lights were on so she thought she might surprise him. She crept quietly into the dark house and noticing that the door to his room was open she crept closer to it. She saw that the light was off in his room and she almost turned back to leave, thinking that he was a sleep, heard a shrill giggle.
"Oh, Cha," a girl's voice murmured huskily.
"Hai, Marron," a familiar voice said before squeals filled the air. "Such a naughty girl." Bulma crept over to the door, her heart pounding in her ear as she stuck her hand into the dark room. She reached blindly for the switch and in one fluid motion turned on the light as she threw the door open. Before her was a VERY naked Yamcha with a mirror image of her called Marron. His white ass was in mid-motion as Marron turned to look Bulma around Yamcha. "Babe," Yamcha croaked as tears fell from her eyes and trailed down her cheeks. As she climbed into her car a sheet clad Yamcha appeared onto the lawn yelling. She paid him no mind as she turned on her car and the radio. She sped off into the horizon Eminem filling the car.
You high Baby?
Yeah
Yeah?
Talk to me
You want me to tell you something?Uh-huh
I know what you want to hear. I know you want me Baby, I think I want you too
I think I love you Baby
I think I love you too. I'm here to save you girl. Come into Shady's world. I want to grow together. Let's let our love unfurl...
Bulma frowned as the song continued.
You know you want me Baby
You know I want you too. They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you...
Bulma pulled up into her own driveway and hurried inside as dark clouds began to grumble over the city. As she entered the house she noticed the note on the hall table by the front table.
'Hmmm,' she thought as she picked up the note and scanned over the contents.
Dear Bulma,
Your father and I have gone away on a business trip. We will be gone for a short while. Make sure you take care of our guest and that man.
Bulma crumpled the letter and threw it into the trash.
'Damn it.' she curse inwardly. 'They always pick the worst times to pack up and leave me alone with the asshole. Take care off him ass,' she thought with a wry smirk. "Sure I will." She walked into the kitchen and after pulling a seven fifty of McCormick vanilla vodka out of the freezer headed into the den. She took an unlady like swig from the bottle and turned to to the TV as she turned it on. "Every one can go to Hell," she muttered as she found a move that fit her mood accordingly.
Hours Later...
Vegeta entered the house, his clothes tattered and sweat clinging to his body. He walked into the den to find Bulma watching TV on the couch.
"Baka onna!" she yelled suddenly, her words slurred. This caused Vegeta to pause before moving closer to the couch.
"Onna?" Bulma turned to look at him, a sad smile on her lips.
"V-Vegeta," she slurred out. "What ar-re you doing in h-here? I thought-t you were Hell bent-t on being more po-owerful than Goku." She took a large gulp from her glass, emptying it of it's remaining contents. Vegeta wrinkled his nose at the sweet scent of vanilla that escaped her mouth.
"Onna, you have been drinking," he stated as he came around the couch to stand in front of her. Bulma shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah, so," she said. "I am twenty-five-e and can d-drink when I wan-nt to." She frowned up at him, her lips quivered.
"But you ha-" he was cut off as Bulma threw herself at him with a cry of pain.
"Veggie!" she whimpered out as she clung to him. "Y-You were right-t!" Vegeta stood stalk still for a moment before he put his arms around her small waist. She whimpered lightly as his warmth enveloped her.
"What do you mean, Onna?" he inquired as he slowly sat down on the couch, not letting go of her as he pulled her into his lap. He looked around, hoping that no one saw him in the position he was in.
"I-I caught hi-im..." she faded off as another sob escaped her lips. "He was-as f-f-fucking another w-woman." It dawned on Vegeta who and what she was talking about as she continued to blubber. "I'm s-suck a baka," she spat out with disgust. He pulled her closer. He truly felt bad for her, who had found her long time mate cheating on her. Bulma leaned back for a moment. "Vegeta," Bulma said quietly, her words losing some of their slur. "I am truly a-alone now." Vegeta frowned at her statement.
"Iie, Bulma, you are not alone," he said huskily. Bulma felt something furry wrap around her wrist, be she could not look away from Vegeta's onyx eyes.
"What do you mean?" she inquired as their faces grew closer together.
"You have me," he said as their lips touched.
Tomi cursed as he watched the two pull each other closer.
"I will just have to rectify this situation," he muttered as he headed back to his ship. "You will be mine Bulma Briefs," he vowed as he disappeared into the darkness.