Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ Look like I've got the balls and you don't! ( Chapter 13 )
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By: lexylou 
What? Deceit?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.07.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 432 | Status: Work In Progress
What? Deceit?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.07.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 432 | Status: Work In Progress
YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 13 – Looks like I’ve got the balls and you don’t!
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)
Vegeta chunked all of the dragon balls through the newly blasted dome window with aid of Goku. He looked over to the reject saiyan and realized that his feeling toward his enemy weren’t nearly as hostile as they had been since his discovery of the woman not being the idiots mate. Now they needed to get out of here and fast.
Goku reached for Bulma in a brotherly manner. “Come on, Bulma. Let’s get out of this place.”
Vegeta looked past Bulma’s turned back and glared daggers at the younger saiyan. –Brotherly or not he was getting to chummy with the woman. He’s doing it on purpose.- Vegeta imagination began to run away with him.
Goku leaned down for Bulma but before he could pick her up, Vegeta stepped in and put Bulma over his shoulder. “The woman and I have a deal. You wouldn’t be trying to aid her in weaseling out of ‘our deal’ now would you, Kakarott?”
“Ughh! Can we just go already?! Some of us would like to wear ‘normal’ clothes, ya know?!” Bulma raged and her being man handled did little to ease her anger.
Vegeta smelled Jeice’s fowl scent on the woman and he his face spouted a wicked smirk as he looked to the water’s edge. Two birds with one stone as the saying goes and without another though he threw her in. “Ba-Bastard!” Bulma screamed. –Music to my ears.- He thought with his ever present smirk gracing his lips.
Bulma climbed out of the emerald green water onto the shore and stood glaring at him. He watched her stew in her anger. He noticed quickly that the sheer outfit she wore was now transparent that it was wet. He tried to turn away his eyes but found that he couldn’t. Her pert breast and perked nipples called to him as the wet material clung to her shapely body. Her hair was slicked against her scalp and drops fell from the tips onto her equally damp skin. The droplets of water forded their own paths along her skin as they licked wet trails behind them. His brief observation was cut short when she huffed and stomped away from him to Goku’s side. –Damn it!- Was his last thought as they took off to retrieve the dragon balls.
They landed a short time later at the balls new location. Bulma was still quite pissed at being half naked, now wet, and she felt sleazy from having touched Jeice as he was pleasured with strangulation. She shuddered as she relived the day’s earlier events. “I don’t want to see another naked man for a good while.” She grumbled under her breath for no one to hear, but Vegeta had heard her and growled mentally in disappointment.
“Cold?” Goku asked noticing her shiver. He had not heard her recent comment and stopped to remove the top of his orange gi and dark blue undershirt. He handed the undershirt to Bulma to take it.
Vegeta felt his blood boil at the innocent gesture. –Damn baka has ruined it!-
“Wha-No. I’m fine.” She smiled at Goku as again offered the shirt with more urgency.
Goku ignored her and thrust the shirt over her head and pulled it down on her. It was a very loose fit and neck of it hung low under her breasts making them stand out that much more. Vegeta noticed the way it hung just below her butt and it was just high enough to look as if she wore nothing underneath.
“Hey! This gives me an idea!” Bulma exclaimed as the idea struck as she looked down at her soaked body.dragon balls are too large for us to carry all over the place. How about we hide them in this lake and then go off to retrieve all of the others and bring them back here.way there would be a smaller risk of them being stolen."ended her explanation with a smug smile."That's a great idea Bulma."agreed as he gave his famous goofy grin.Shock crossed Bulma's face at her sudden realization.no!forgot!don't have my dragon radar!took it, my capsules, and MY CLOTHES on the ship. We'll have to find Gohan and Krillin to use theirs."
Vegeta subconsciously rubbed the chest plate of his armor. He knew that he still had the brat’s dragon radar, but chose not to make this knowledge know. For all the brat knew it was lost because Vegeta only picked up after the child was unconscious. He would use the dragon ball radar for his own when the time came and there was only one ball left to be found then he would make his wish for immortality and crush Frieza and those who opposed him. -How would the woman feel about that?- He shook his head violently to remove the thought. He was a prince and took what he wanted. Where had these feelings of guilt come from?
After the dragon balls were secure at the bottom of the lake the trio took to the sky with Bulma again slung over Vegeta’s shoulder. He’d be damned if her let Kakarott near her let alone carry her if her could help it. Somehow Bulma was the only one not to notice the prince’s newly acquired possessiveness.
Goku was unsure what Vegeta’s motives were so he chose to just keep a close eye on Bulma rather than cause trouble by intervening where he might not be needed. He sighed to himself and focused more on finding his son and good friend. –Alright, Gohan. Where have you gone?- He thought as he zeroed in on the boy’s ki. –There!- He had found him and took off in Gohan’s directing.
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CHAPTER 13 – Looks like I’ve got the balls and you don’t!
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)
Vegeta chunked all of the dragon balls through the newly blasted dome window with aid of Goku. He looked over to the reject saiyan and realized that his feeling toward his enemy weren’t nearly as hostile as they had been since his discovery of the woman not being the idiots mate. Now they needed to get out of here and fast.
Goku reached for Bulma in a brotherly manner. “Come on, Bulma. Let’s get out of this place.”
Vegeta looked past Bulma’s turned back and glared daggers at the younger saiyan. –Brotherly or not he was getting to chummy with the woman. He’s doing it on purpose.- Vegeta imagination began to run away with him.
Goku leaned down for Bulma but before he could pick her up, Vegeta stepped in and put Bulma over his shoulder. “The woman and I have a deal. You wouldn’t be trying to aid her in weaseling out of ‘our deal’ now would you, Kakarott?”
“Ughh! Can we just go already?! Some of us would like to wear ‘normal’ clothes, ya know?!” Bulma raged and her being man handled did little to ease her anger.
Vegeta smelled Jeice’s fowl scent on the woman and he his face spouted a wicked smirk as he looked to the water’s edge. Two birds with one stone as the saying goes and without another though he threw her in. “Ba-Bastard!” Bulma screamed. –Music to my ears.- He thought with his ever present smirk gracing his lips.
Bulma climbed out of the emerald green water onto the shore and stood glaring at him. He watched her stew in her anger. He noticed quickly that the sheer outfit she wore was now transparent that it was wet. He tried to turn away his eyes but found that he couldn’t. Her pert breast and perked nipples called to him as the wet material clung to her shapely body. Her hair was slicked against her scalp and drops fell from the tips onto her equally damp skin. The droplets of water forded their own paths along her skin as they licked wet trails behind them. His brief observation was cut short when she huffed and stomped away from him to Goku’s side. –Damn it!- Was his last thought as they took off to retrieve the dragon balls.
They landed a short time later at the balls new location. Bulma was still quite pissed at being half naked, now wet, and she felt sleazy from having touched Jeice as he was pleasured with strangulation. She shuddered as she relived the day’s earlier events. “I don’t want to see another naked man for a good while.” She grumbled under her breath for no one to hear, but Vegeta had heard her and growled mentally in disappointment.
“Cold?” Goku asked noticing her shiver. He had not heard her recent comment and stopped to remove the top of his orange gi and dark blue undershirt. He handed the undershirt to Bulma to take it.
Vegeta felt his blood boil at the innocent gesture. –Damn baka has ruined it!-
“Wha-No. I’m fine.” She smiled at Goku as again offered the shirt with more urgency.
Goku ignored her and thrust the shirt over her head and pulled it down on her. It was a very loose fit and neck of it hung low under her breasts making them stand out that much more. Vegeta noticed the way it hung just below her butt and it was just high enough to look as if she wore nothing underneath.
“Hey! This gives me an idea!” Bulma exclaimed as the idea struck as she looked down at her soaked body.dragon balls are too large for us to carry all over the place. How about we hide them in this lake and then go off to retrieve all of the others and bring them back here.way there would be a smaller risk of them being stolen."ended her explanation with a smug smile."That's a great idea Bulma."agreed as he gave his famous goofy grin.Shock crossed Bulma's face at her sudden realization.no!forgot!don't have my dragon radar!took it, my capsules, and MY CLOTHES on the ship. We'll have to find Gohan and Krillin to use theirs."
Vegeta subconsciously rubbed the chest plate of his armor. He knew that he still had the brat’s dragon radar, but chose not to make this knowledge know. For all the brat knew it was lost because Vegeta only picked up after the child was unconscious. He would use the dragon ball radar for his own when the time came and there was only one ball left to be found then he would make his wish for immortality and crush Frieza and those who opposed him. -How would the woman feel about that?- He shook his head violently to remove the thought. He was a prince and took what he wanted. Where had these feelings of guilt come from?
After the dragon balls were secure at the bottom of the lake the trio took to the sky with Bulma again slung over Vegeta’s shoulder. He’d be damned if her let Kakarott near her let alone carry her if her could help it. Somehow Bulma was the only one not to notice the prince’s newly acquired possessiveness.
Goku was unsure what Vegeta’s motives were so he chose to just keep a close eye on Bulma rather than cause trouble by intervening where he might not be needed. He sighed to himself and focused more on finding his son and good friend. –Alright, Gohan. Where have you gone?- He thought as he zeroed in on the boy’s ki. –There!- He had found him and took off in Gohan’s directing.
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