Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ Touch me... and DIE! ( Chapter 12 )
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By: lexylou 
Is that blushing I see?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.06.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 456 | Status: Work In Progress
Is that blushing I see?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.06.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 456 | Status: Work In Progress
YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 12 – Touch me and DIE?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)
Bulma steeled her nerves as the red orange man approached her. He seemed to approach her in slow motion, but just before he reached her he veered past and sat on the edge of the bed facing her. “Come sit down and get comfortable. I’m going to tell you how this is going to work out in both of our ‘favors’.” He smiled sadistically and Bulma knew that look spelled trouble.
“Dodoria, prepare for departure we will be paying the Nameks a visit. It seems that they don’t want to share the remaining dragon balls with little ol’ me.” With his orders given he climbed into his hover chair and took off for the Namekian villages. Frieza rarely ventured out when he could have subordinates do the job just as easily; however, the lord was bored and often for release from boredom in destruction and chaos. He would play with his prey until he could stand it no more and then he would begin a mass genocide. –It’s just too bad that there aren’t a lot of Nameks left.- Frieza mentally pouted. –I’ll just have to hold back and draw the whole game out. I’m going to enjoy this.-
Goku and Vegeta watched as Frieza and his remaining general left the large ship. “Umm, Vegeta? Is that little girl, Frieza?” Goku all but snickered. “I could have sworn he was a guy.”
“I know this is probably asking a lot, but concentrate, Kakarott! Your brat and the woman are in that ship and we very well can’t get in there with you cackling like that!” Vegeta’s annoyance was getting the better of him and his anger began to flare at the younger saiyan’s idiotic ways.
“Right.” Goku became stoic as he surveyed the area. “There doesn’t seem to be too many guards…” He said as he shielded his eyes from the sun to get a better look.
Bulma was seated next to Jeice and he began to stroke her leg. She swallowed hard and he stomach swam in discomfort to his actions. She knew there was nothing that she could do to match his strength and get away so she would have to outsmart him.
“Now, Sheila, this is where it gets interesting.” His hand traveled up her thigh past the belly chain and to her shoulder to put her close so he could whisper in her ear. Her face blanched in reaction to his words. She gasped and shook her head no. He brought his finger tips under her chin to turn her face to him. Once he saw her gaze was upon him he nodded his head in a silent ‘yes’.
Vegeta had taken out the external guard around the ship as Goku made it inside and cleared to main corridor. Silently he gave Vegeta the ‘all clear’ signal and they proceeded to search for the brat Gohan and the woman Bulma.
Goku couldn’t sense Gohan’s ki anywhere on the ship. “Vegeta? I don’t think Gohan is here.”
“Who? Oh, the br-“ Vegeta began, but felt a rising ki. It was small and miniscule, but it was rising in distress. –The woman!-
“Do you feel-BULMA!” Goku darted down the halls alongside Vegeta until they came upon a locked set of double doors. The two battle ready saiyans burst through the doors easily and were struck with an unpleasant site. Bulma was straddled over a very naked Jeice’s back as he laid belly down on the bed. She had her belly chain wrapped around the man’s throat and she was strangling the fair haired warrior into bliss.
Jeice looked at the intruder with mild surprise. He was stuck in a moment of euphoria and at this moment he could care less as long as the pleasure didn’t stop. He was brought out of his high slowly by the two dumbstruck saiyans and became very annoyed at their intrusion. “Do you mind? The lady and I are ‘busy’ right now!” Goku and Vegeta sweat dropped at the naked man’s words.
After the shock wore off Bulma released the chain and jumped from the bed and ran to her lifelong friend. “Goku, you’re here!” She hugged him in happiness.
Goku turned beat red from the root of his hair to the collar of his gi. “B-B-Bulma wh-what are you wearing?!” He was too terribly embarrassed and he couldn’t help but to turn away.
“Huh?” She looked down and took in her appearance. “Oh, Goku, puh-lease. Chichi used to wear things smaller than this! What’s the matter with you?” She was beginning to get ticked at his sheepish behavior. “How can you be one of the strongest guys I know and be this embarrassed by a little show of skin?”
“But Bulma!” He whined and the whispered. “You’re like my sister! …and it’s kinda gross.”
Vegeta’s ears perked at Kakarott’s exclamation. –Siblings?- He internally sighed in relief but was uncertain as to why.
“GROSS! I’ll have you know that I’m a very attractive woman!” She ground out and bonked Goku on the back of the head.
“What did I say? I’m sorry!” Goku pleaded in attempt to ease Bulma’s fury.
“Let’s just get out of here!” Bulma screeched as she made an attempt to leave but was stopped by Jeice’s firm grip. Up until now he watched the scene unfold like the best made soap opera.
Vegeta punched Jeice in the gut causing him to release his grip on Bulma and he fell to the floor. Bulma whipped around and kicked Jeice in the face. “PERVERT!” She then stalked down the hall following Goku to get the dragon balls from Frieza’s throne room. After they left Vegeta blew Jeice through several walls with a medium power ki blast.
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CHAPTER 12 – Touch me and DIE?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)
Bulma steeled her nerves as the red orange man approached her. He seemed to approach her in slow motion, but just before he reached her he veered past and sat on the edge of the bed facing her. “Come sit down and get comfortable. I’m going to tell you how this is going to work out in both of our ‘favors’.” He smiled sadistically and Bulma knew that look spelled trouble.
“Dodoria, prepare for departure we will be paying the Nameks a visit. It seems that they don’t want to share the remaining dragon balls with little ol’ me.” With his orders given he climbed into his hover chair and took off for the Namekian villages. Frieza rarely ventured out when he could have subordinates do the job just as easily; however, the lord was bored and often for release from boredom in destruction and chaos. He would play with his prey until he could stand it no more and then he would begin a mass genocide. –It’s just too bad that there aren’t a lot of Nameks left.- Frieza mentally pouted. –I’ll just have to hold back and draw the whole game out. I’m going to enjoy this.-
Goku and Vegeta watched as Frieza and his remaining general left the large ship. “Umm, Vegeta? Is that little girl, Frieza?” Goku all but snickered. “I could have sworn he was a guy.”
“I know this is probably asking a lot, but concentrate, Kakarott! Your brat and the woman are in that ship and we very well can’t get in there with you cackling like that!” Vegeta’s annoyance was getting the better of him and his anger began to flare at the younger saiyan’s idiotic ways.
“Right.” Goku became stoic as he surveyed the area. “There doesn’t seem to be too many guards…” He said as he shielded his eyes from the sun to get a better look.
Bulma was seated next to Jeice and he began to stroke her leg. She swallowed hard and he stomach swam in discomfort to his actions. She knew there was nothing that she could do to match his strength and get away so she would have to outsmart him.
“Now, Sheila, this is where it gets interesting.” His hand traveled up her thigh past the belly chain and to her shoulder to put her close so he could whisper in her ear. Her face blanched in reaction to his words. She gasped and shook her head no. He brought his finger tips under her chin to turn her face to him. Once he saw her gaze was upon him he nodded his head in a silent ‘yes’.
Vegeta had taken out the external guard around the ship as Goku made it inside and cleared to main corridor. Silently he gave Vegeta the ‘all clear’ signal and they proceeded to search for the brat Gohan and the woman Bulma.
Goku couldn’t sense Gohan’s ki anywhere on the ship. “Vegeta? I don’t think Gohan is here.”
“Who? Oh, the br-“ Vegeta began, but felt a rising ki. It was small and miniscule, but it was rising in distress. –The woman!-
“Do you feel-BULMA!” Goku darted down the halls alongside Vegeta until they came upon a locked set of double doors. The two battle ready saiyans burst through the doors easily and were struck with an unpleasant site. Bulma was straddled over a very naked Jeice’s back as he laid belly down on the bed. She had her belly chain wrapped around the man’s throat and she was strangling the fair haired warrior into bliss.
Jeice looked at the intruder with mild surprise. He was stuck in a moment of euphoria and at this moment he could care less as long as the pleasure didn’t stop. He was brought out of his high slowly by the two dumbstruck saiyans and became very annoyed at their intrusion. “Do you mind? The lady and I are ‘busy’ right now!” Goku and Vegeta sweat dropped at the naked man’s words.
After the shock wore off Bulma released the chain and jumped from the bed and ran to her lifelong friend. “Goku, you’re here!” She hugged him in happiness.
Goku turned beat red from the root of his hair to the collar of his gi. “B-B-Bulma wh-what are you wearing?!” He was too terribly embarrassed and he couldn’t help but to turn away.
“Huh?” She looked down and took in her appearance. “Oh, Goku, puh-lease. Chichi used to wear things smaller than this! What’s the matter with you?” She was beginning to get ticked at his sheepish behavior. “How can you be one of the strongest guys I know and be this embarrassed by a little show of skin?”
“But Bulma!” He whined and the whispered. “You’re like my sister! …and it’s kinda gross.”
Vegeta’s ears perked at Kakarott’s exclamation. –Siblings?- He internally sighed in relief but was uncertain as to why.
“GROSS! I’ll have you know that I’m a very attractive woman!” She ground out and bonked Goku on the back of the head.
“What did I say? I’m sorry!” Goku pleaded in attempt to ease Bulma’s fury.
“Let’s just get out of here!” Bulma screeched as she made an attempt to leave but was stopped by Jeice’s firm grip. Up until now he watched the scene unfold like the best made soap opera.
Vegeta punched Jeice in the gut causing him to release his grip on Bulma and he fell to the floor. Bulma whipped around and kicked Jeice in the face. “PERVERT!” She then stalked down the hall following Goku to get the dragon balls from Frieza’s throne room. After they left Vegeta blew Jeice through several walls with a medium power ki blast.
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