Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Visions of Destruction ❯ Chapter 7
[ 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: 1.5K | Visits: 309 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 309 | Status: Completed
Bulma awoke the next morning and stretched.
'Last night was so interesting. Damn! I can't believe we kissed,' she thought to herself with glee. She smiled as she crawled out of bed and headed into the bathroom, last night's events playing through her head.
Flash Back
"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. They pulled each other closer as her hands found themselves wrapped in his thick mane and his arms round her slim waist. It seemed like they sat like that for hours, their tongues battling for dominance. Vegeta pulled away first. "Onna, I can't do this..." he faded off. Bulma's face fell as she felt her heart begin to break.
"N-Nani?" she stuttered as her voice broke. She stood up quickly as tears began to form in her blue eyes again. Her head began to swim as the alcohol swam in her blood. Vegeta stood so that he was standing in front of her. His tail, having been forced off her by her standing, was now wrapped around his waist. He reached out to touch her shoulders.
"Bulma, you are too intoxicated," he forced out with regret. "and it would not be right for me to... take advantage of the situation. You are obviously upset about what that bastard did to you and..." Vegeta faded off for lack of words to explain and even in the fog of her mind Bulma understood what he was saying. She nodded stupidly as Vegeta walked away.
End of Flashback
After the bathtub filled up with warm water she hopped up into it.
'I'll just have to straighten things out with Yamcha before proceeding into a relation with Vegeta,' she thought to herself as she submerged herself into the steaming water.
Vegeta ran into the orb that was now disguised as Gohan. The little boy jumped around, dodging Vegeta's fists with ease.
"I can't believe what I did!" he snarled at the fake Gohan as he flew at the kid. This one was a couple steps up from the fake Gohan and had more fighting strategies, all varying from the other two clones.
"What did you do?" it inquired as it jumped over Vegeta's head. Vegeta grabbed it by the feet and swung it into a wall.
"I kissed that baka onna," Vegeta said as he landed a punch into "Gohan's" face. "I showed weak emotions to a baka human! An onna at that!" "Gohan" got up from his position on the floor and went after him again, fazing in and out.
"So," it said, "You must have feelings." Vegeta fell back as it landed a punch in his stomach. "Besides, weren't you complaining earlier about some baka Sayian named Tomitoe wanting her for his mate?" Vegeta nodded his head as he stopped for a moment. Then it struck him what "Gohan" was getting at. "No pain, no gain."
Tomi walked into the house in some torn blue jeans and a black t-shirt with the words Aren't I Hot? across the front in white, bold lettering. In his hand he held some red roses and a heart shaped box with chocolates. He knew she was in her lab because that's where she was almost fifty percent of the time.
"Bulma?" he asked as he opened the lab door to find her hard at work. She looked up at him and gave him a small smile.
"Tomi," she said stopping her work as she stood up. "What have you got behind your back?" He moved closer to her, pulled the gifts from his back before handing them to her.
"I bought these for you. I know that you have a mate, b-" Bulma put her hand up to stop him.
"Iie, I do not have a mate. I had a boyfriend, but I broke it off with him this morning." Tomi smiled at this news.
"This is good news for me," he said. "I was wondering if you would join me for dinner tonight and allow me to woo you?" Bulma looked confused and surprised for a moment.
"You want to date me?" He nodded. "No offense, but from what Vegeta has told me. Sayians do not date. They just pick a mate."
"No they do not date, but I wanted to do this the Earth way." Bulma smiled again.
'This might be nice,' she thought to herself as she looked down at the gifts in her hands. 'I like Vegeta and all, but he hasn't said one word to me since last night.' She looked up at Tomi, her mind working to find a flaw. 'He seems like a nice guy, even though his first impression was kinda off. Maybe I should give him a chance.' "Sure. That sounds like a nice change of pace." Tomi's grin widened.
"I will be back by at seven-thirty. Can you be ready by then?" Bulma nodded. "Good. See you tonight," Tomi said as he exited the lab. Bulma set the gifts on the lab table before hurrying up to her room. She only had six hours to get ready for her first date with Tomi and she wanted to look her best.
Vegeta exited the GR five and a half hours later, soaked in sweat and blood as he headed into the house in search of food. After stuffing his face for fifteen minutes he headed for his room for a quick shower and clean clothes before heading back to the GR. He stopped as he came close to Bulma's closed door.
'Is that the Onna singing?' he asked himself as he crept closer the doors.
Baby, I am missing you
I want you by my side
And I hope you miss me too
'She couldn't be thinking about going back to the low life bastard, could she?'
Come back and stay
I think about you every day
I really want you too
You swept my feet right off the ground
You're the love that I found
Vegeta pushed himself up next to the door, still trying to figure out what was going on. Just then the doorbell rang and Bulma emerged from her room. Vegeta flew back from the door to stand thee feet from her as she closed the door to her room. She was decked out in a short, dark navy dress that clung tightly to her bosom, accenting her cleavage. From the waist down to her knees the dress flowed loosely and was adorned with small crystals that glittered in the light. She smiled at him as she flounced downstairs, her almost waist-length, curled, sky blue hair bounced behind her. He followed her downstairs as she opened the door to a dejected looking desert bandit, who perked up when he saw her.
"Oh, Babe!" he said as he entered the house to hug her. "I knew that you would forgive me!" Bulma pushed him back as she looked at him with disgust. Vegeta came to the end of the stairs, listening intently to Bulma talk.
'If she's not taking him back, then where is she going dressed like that?' He still couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked and how aroused she was making him.
"Iie," she spat, "I am not taking you dumb ass back! I told you that earlier on the phone!" She looked at the bandit, rage clear in her dark blue eyes. "It. Is. Over." Yamcha let out a whimper.
"But Ba-" Bulma frowned.
"I am no longer your 'Babe'. You fucked up for the last time! Vegeta was right about you, but that doesn't matter now. I am seeing someone else tonight." Yamcha's sad face changed as he turned to Vegeta, who's 'ki' had spiked at the finish of Bulma's sentence. Vegeta looked livid with rage, even though he was hiding it pretty well.
'It's not him because he is obviously is pissed off, but maybe he knows who it is,' Yamcha thought before Bulma's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"You need to leave. My date with be here in a minute. I would rather you not be here when he arrives." Yamcha turned to leave. "We can still be friends, but nothing more."
He turned to look at her before grounding out, "You will be back." With that he left the house, Bulma staring after him in disbelief.
'Last night was so interesting. Damn! I can't believe we kissed,' she thought to herself with glee. She smiled as she crawled out of bed and headed into the bathroom, last night's events playing through her head.
Flash Back
"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. They pulled each other closer as her hands found themselves wrapped in his thick mane and his arms round her slim waist. It seemed like they sat like that for hours, their tongues battling for dominance. Vegeta pulled away first. "Onna, I can't do this..." he faded off. Bulma's face fell as she felt her heart begin to break.
"N-Nani?" she stuttered as her voice broke. She stood up quickly as tears began to form in her blue eyes again. Her head began to swim as the alcohol swam in her blood. Vegeta stood so that he was standing in front of her. His tail, having been forced off her by her standing, was now wrapped around his waist. He reached out to touch her shoulders.
"Bulma, you are too intoxicated," he forced out with regret. "and it would not be right for me to... take advantage of the situation. You are obviously upset about what that bastard did to you and..." Vegeta faded off for lack of words to explain and even in the fog of her mind Bulma understood what he was saying. She nodded stupidly as Vegeta walked away.
End of Flashback
After the bathtub filled up with warm water she hopped up into it.
'I'll just have to straighten things out with Yamcha before proceeding into a relation with Vegeta,' she thought to herself as she submerged herself into the steaming water.
Vegeta ran into the orb that was now disguised as Gohan. The little boy jumped around, dodging Vegeta's fists with ease.
"I can't believe what I did!" he snarled at the fake Gohan as he flew at the kid. This one was a couple steps up from the fake Gohan and had more fighting strategies, all varying from the other two clones.
"What did you do?" it inquired as it jumped over Vegeta's head. Vegeta grabbed it by the feet and swung it into a wall.
"I kissed that baka onna," Vegeta said as he landed a punch into "Gohan's" face. "I showed weak emotions to a baka human! An onna at that!" "Gohan" got up from his position on the floor and went after him again, fazing in and out.
"So," it said, "You must have feelings." Vegeta fell back as it landed a punch in his stomach. "Besides, weren't you complaining earlier about some baka Sayian named Tomitoe wanting her for his mate?" Vegeta nodded his head as he stopped for a moment. Then it struck him what "Gohan" was getting at. "No pain, no gain."
Tomi walked into the house in some torn blue jeans and a black t-shirt with the words Aren't I Hot? across the front in white, bold lettering. In his hand he held some red roses and a heart shaped box with chocolates. He knew she was in her lab because that's where she was almost fifty percent of the time.
"Bulma?" he asked as he opened the lab door to find her hard at work. She looked up at him and gave him a small smile.
"Tomi," she said stopping her work as she stood up. "What have you got behind your back?" He moved closer to her, pulled the gifts from his back before handing them to her.
"I bought these for you. I know that you have a mate, b-" Bulma put her hand up to stop him.
"Iie, I do not have a mate. I had a boyfriend, but I broke it off with him this morning." Tomi smiled at this news.
"This is good news for me," he said. "I was wondering if you would join me for dinner tonight and allow me to woo you?" Bulma looked confused and surprised for a moment.
"You want to date me?" He nodded. "No offense, but from what Vegeta has told me. Sayians do not date. They just pick a mate."
"No they do not date, but I wanted to do this the Earth way." Bulma smiled again.
'This might be nice,' she thought to herself as she looked down at the gifts in her hands. 'I like Vegeta and all, but he hasn't said one word to me since last night.' She looked up at Tomi, her mind working to find a flaw. 'He seems like a nice guy, even though his first impression was kinda off. Maybe I should give him a chance.' "Sure. That sounds like a nice change of pace." Tomi's grin widened.
"I will be back by at seven-thirty. Can you be ready by then?" Bulma nodded. "Good. See you tonight," Tomi said as he exited the lab. Bulma set the gifts on the lab table before hurrying up to her room. She only had six hours to get ready for her first date with Tomi and she wanted to look her best.
Vegeta exited the GR five and a half hours later, soaked in sweat and blood as he headed into the house in search of food. After stuffing his face for fifteen minutes he headed for his room for a quick shower and clean clothes before heading back to the GR. He stopped as he came close to Bulma's closed door.
'Is that the Onna singing?' he asked himself as he crept closer the doors.
Baby, I am missing you
I want you by my side
And I hope you miss me too
'She couldn't be thinking about going back to the low life bastard, could she?'
Come back and stay
I think about you every day
I really want you too
You swept my feet right off the ground
You're the love that I found
Vegeta pushed himself up next to the door, still trying to figure out what was going on. Just then the doorbell rang and Bulma emerged from her room. Vegeta flew back from the door to stand thee feet from her as she closed the door to her room. She was decked out in a short, dark navy dress that clung tightly to her bosom, accenting her cleavage. From the waist down to her knees the dress flowed loosely and was adorned with small crystals that glittered in the light. She smiled at him as she flounced downstairs, her almost waist-length, curled, sky blue hair bounced behind her. He followed her downstairs as she opened the door to a dejected looking desert bandit, who perked up when he saw her.
"Oh, Babe!" he said as he entered the house to hug her. "I knew that you would forgive me!" Bulma pushed him back as she looked at him with disgust. Vegeta came to the end of the stairs, listening intently to Bulma talk.
'If she's not taking him back, then where is she going dressed like that?' He still couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked and how aroused she was making him.
"Iie," she spat, "I am not taking you dumb ass back! I told you that earlier on the phone!" She looked at the bandit, rage clear in her dark blue eyes. "It. Is. Over." Yamcha let out a whimper.
"But Ba-" Bulma frowned.
"I am no longer your 'Babe'. You fucked up for the last time! Vegeta was right about you, but that doesn't matter now. I am seeing someone else tonight." Yamcha's sad face changed as he turned to Vegeta, who's 'ki' had spiked at the finish of Bulma's sentence. Vegeta looked livid with rage, even though he was hiding it pretty well.
'It's not him because he is obviously is pissed off, but maybe he knows who it is,' Yamcha thought before Bulma's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"You need to leave. My date with be here in a minute. I would rather you not be here when he arrives." Yamcha turned to leave. "We can still be friends, but nothing more."
He turned to look at her before grounding out, "You will be back." With that he left the house, Bulma staring after him in disbelief.