InuYasha Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life at Northern High ❯ On the road again... ( Chapter 19 )

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

Title: Life at Northern High


Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Dragonball Z—although I really, really wish I did—but I don’t own said shows or any other Manga I may write about and am not making any profit from this Fiction… So now you know I don’t own a damn thing—DON’T SUE my ass!!! Thank you and Enjoy.


Rating: X for language, drama and strong sexual content, alcoholic beverages and so on and so forth…



Pairs: G/CC, K/18, V/B, I/K and M/S



Summary: The gang—aka—Bulma decides to skip school for a week and have the time of their lives while doing it.




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Last time:



Kagura was heartbroken, truly heart sick. She could not believe Sesshomaru would just use and discard her like that. The need for vengeance roiled in the pit of her stomach. The she saw a smiling Kagome then went over to her, then pushed her into the locker. “What the hell happened?!”



Kagome gave her a challenging look then replied calmly, “What do you mean?”



“What do I mean?! Ok yesterday everything was fine between Sesshomaru and me—and the next minute he’s dumping me? You had to have said something!”



“What does it matter—you don’t love him!”




“How do you know that?! How the fuck do you know that? Huh?”



“Because you’re a slut and everyone knows a slut doesn’t have feelings!”




“Look I lived by one rule since I left my first school and do you know what that rule was? If you got it you flaunt it. And I got it. But I do have a heart and it fell for Sesshomaru!” she then began crying, “I thought he loved me too…”



Kagome looked at her cruelly then replied, “How could anyone love you? Look at you! You’re a whore—just like Kikyo is. And everybody knows not to let your heart fall for anyone like that.”



“Look I know I made some mistakes and I know I’m not perfect but at least I don’t try to be cruel.”


“If you must know…I told him you don’t love him. I told him that I would report him if he didn’t leave you alone. So, now you know.”






Kagura narrowed her eyes then said viciously, “If you insist on playing dirty I give just as good as I take and better. So watch yourself.”





“No…you watch yourself hun!” Kagome said then walked away, wanting more than anything to kick her ass.




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~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~Three weeks later: At Northern High… ~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~




Once the dust settled over Northern High over the Kikyo/Kagura scheme to hurt Kagome and Sango and Chi-chi’s traumatic discovery the Fabulous Five was just returning back to normal—Chi-chi was getting along with her father again and was getting to know her step-mom and her half brother and sisters. Kagome was keeping a close eye on Sesshomaru—who hadn’t stepped a toe out of line since. Everything was going really good.



Bulma was listening to her satellite radio when she heard the news of a lifetime then began jumping up and down, looking crazily happy. The girls looked at her as if she lost her mind.



“What the hell’s wrong with you?” Chi-chi asked grumpily, still picking at her food. The last few days had been very nauseating for her; she hadn’t been able to keep anything down, she was moody as hell—she honestly couldn’t figure out what was going on. She sighed; maybe it was just stress over everything. Plus finals were creeping up on her and she hadn’t studied once!




Bulma flopped down with a blissful sigh, “Ok here it is; Miko is having a concert in five days and I bought us some tickets but the problem is that it’s at Satan City Stadium. That’s an entire state away.”




“That is a problem. Lord knows I love Miko…” Kagome said as she thought about her love of the pop singer. She was so crazy and talented that it didn’t matter what she did Kagome would always love her. She knew all there was to know about her,




Eighteen then thought of something to solve their problems. “You know what we should do?”




“What are you talking about now?” Chi-chi asked warily, looking at her friend.


“We should have a road trip.” Eighteen said with great enthusiasm.



“What?!” They all said in unison, looking at her as if she lost her mind.


Chi-chi was the first to scold her, “Are you crazy? We are in the middle of the week—we still have to go to school!”



“No it could work—” Bulma began, a light entering her eyes.


Inuyasha looked at her, “What—”



Bulma shrugged then exclaimed, “It could! We could form senseless but fun road-trip traditions, like never not stopping at IHOP or something like that.”


“Ok you’ve officially lost your damn mind!” Kagome said, thinking about her dwindling grades and the fact that if she even got a D minus her ass was grass. “You’re crazy if you think I’m going to do that. I have to get on the ball—I already missed too many days! You’re fucking nuts Bulma!”




“That’s what everybody says.” Bulma said, inspecting her nails.





Chi-chi glared, it just figured that she would skimp out on school for some foolish concert, “Well everybody’s right! Nobody got time to go chasing after rock-stars—we have studying to do.”




Bulma frowned then sighed, “I already miss the fun Chi-chi!” She blew out a gust of wind then replied, “Alright Hater—you don’t have to go.” Bulma huffed, turning her back on her.




She scoffed, “Fine I won’t.”



“Oh Chi don’t be like that…it’ll be fun.” Goku said as he took her in his strong arms, his touch a balm for her tortured mind. “I know you want to go…” he then rubbed his nose against hers playfully. “C’mon admit it…”







She laughed then admitted, “I do…but I can’t keep missing school. I already missed five days in a row because I was sick.”








“I know…but this is Miko! The greatest singer of our time!” he said mockingly, but only for her to hear. “Your friends will simply die if they don’t get their Miko fix.” He then turned serious then stated, “Make them happy and go. They were there for you—now it’s time for you to be there for them.”






She giggled, knowing he was right. She sighed then said to the others, “Fine. I’ll tag along.”







Bulma rushed her, and hugged her until she wasn’t sure that she would ever breathe right again. “Yay!!! It totally would have sucked if you couldn’t have come Chi!” she said as she continued to hug the crap out of her.






“Um…Bulma—I can’t breathe!!!” She strangled out.







“Oh sorry…but it’s just I’m so happy.” She said then hugged the crap out of her again.






“Bulma what did I just say!” she gasped out, trying to catch her breath.





~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~Three days later: At Shikon park…~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~





The gang sat in the scenic park, early in the morning, waiting for the always late Kagome. This was the second time she had them waiting for her. The last time—they all missed the movie they wanted to see and it was all because of some errand she had to do. Each looked at their watches and saw that they had been out here for hours. They had been there since six o’clock—the normal time they would have been going to school.



Inuyasha paced, growling—his patience running thin. “Where the hell is she? She should be here by now.”



“I don’t know but she’d better hurry the fuck up. I’m not trying to miss this concert.” Bulma said as she tapped her foot on the ground.



“You guys—just give her a sec ok?” Sango said, also looking at her watch. It read eight A.M sharp. She sighed then leaned against the car.






“We don’t have a sec—” Vegeta said, also pacing.




“We also can’t leave without her.” Inuyasha shot back, glaring at his brother.



Kagome ran up to the group, out of breath. “Sorry I’m late—”



“Where the hell were you?” Inuyasha asked impatiently.



Kagome sighed, recalling all the chores she had to do for her poor helpless eccentric grandfather. She sighed then said, “I had visited Gramps at the nursing home because mom couldn’t this time...he had asked me to do some things for him before I left. So I did it right quick—then he had some other things for me to do…and so on and so forth...”



“Aw look at lil’ Grandpa’s girl—” Vegeta said with a chuckle.



Kagome glared at Vegeta and stood toe-to-toe with him, “Don’t start with me Veggie—I am not in the mood for your smart ass remarks so chill!”




“Then what are you in the mood for?” Inuyasha asked, bringing her body to his teasingly.




“Shove off Inu!” She exclaimed playfully while pushing him away, instantly calming down at his playfulness.



He laughed, “Alright, alright...geez touchie!” He said, acting wounded by her playful rejection.




She pushed his face away when he leaned in for a kiss, “Serves you right, horny dog.” She said then giggled when he turned the rejection into an opportunity by nuzzling her neck.




Chi-chi sighed then said sternly, “Alright enough guys—c’mon we’d better go before we mess around and get behind schedule; which says we should reach Satan city in a couple days.”




“So where we headed?” Shippo asked as he popped out of Sango’s car, having been a stow-away from the time she had picked up Inuyasha.




“Where’s Souta?” Inuyasha glared down threateningly at his littlest brother.




“Right here...” Souta exclaimed as he also came out of hiding. He frowned, once seeing the expression on all of his brothers faces. “Uh-oh this does not bode well!”




“Damn right it doesn’t! What the fuck—why aren’t you two in school?!” Inuyasha and Vegeta both exclaimed seeing the littlest members of their family stand before them.




“Why aren’t you? And you never answered my question. Where are we headed?” Shippo asked again looking from one adolescent to another.




“We’re going to—” Sango began but Inuyasha interrupted.




“If you weren’t invited then you shouldn’t go pipsqueak!” Inuyasha said after bopping Shippo and Souta in their heads at the same time.




“Ow! Kagome Inuyasha’s being mean again!” Shippo whined hugging Kagome’s legs then blowing a raspberry at Inuyasha.




He snatched him up then growled, “Why you little punk—”





Sango knelt before Souta then explained, “We’re going to a place where little munchkins aren’t allowed.”




“Nor pests.” Vegeta said, also glaring at his two nosey little brothers.




“But we want to go too!” Shippo whined, still hugging on Kagome’s legs.



“You can’t. But I promise you guys we’ll take you to Goshen Park where you could ride the Twister...and we will play games and eat candy all day.” Kagome said as she hugged the little boy to her.




His blue-green eyes watered but also shined with excitement, “Promise?”




“Feh, she promises!” Inuyasha snapped out. “Now get in the car with me and Kagome. We’ll take the two of you home.”




“Ok…” they both said with a touch of sadness.




Kagome had dropped the two boys off to their house thirty minutes later. Before they got out the car she had placed her and Sango’s pets in each boy’s hand, “Watch Buoyo and Kirara while we’re gone ok? We were going to take them with us but…we can’t. And be sure to not tell your mother what we’re doing. Ok?”




“Sure Kags—Anything for you.” The boys said in unison then they ran to the house and weren’t seen again.




“Fucking brats!” He said after they drove away. He looked down at his watch and just as they had feared they were an hour behind schedule, “Great—just fucking great!”




“Don’t worry about it...we’ll make it in time.”




“How? We’re an hour behind and all because of those fucking brats!”




She looked at him with a smile, “Well…I guess I never showed you way my car needed to be in the shop have I?”



He looked over at her then smiled with delight, “Don’t tell me you’re a lead-foot.”




“The worst.” She then sped down to where their friends were waiting, screeching to a stop. “Let’s go!”




“Kagome—the speeder is here!” Bulma said teasingly as she got into Vegeta’s brand new car that InuTaisho so kindly bought for him.




“I’d rather be a speeder than a slow-poke.” She said, poking out her tongue at her.




“Enough girls—put your claws away! We got to go.” Vegeta said as he started the engine.




Bulma stuck her tongue out at both Vegeta and Kagome then said, “Alright…we’ll behave.”




“Wait-wait-wait-wait—wha t the hell is going on here? What is all this shit?” He asked, finally noticing all the trunks in his back seat.




“So sue me—Vegeta we have a problem.” She said, meaning about the schedule but he thought of something else that was wrong.



Vegeta looked over at her then replied sharply, “Yeah no kidding! I can’t see through my rearview mirror because of all that shit in the back!”



She shrugged, “A girl needs options.” He growled at that then threw a few of her bags out, so that he could see. She gave him a drawn look then said, “You’re just a regular bad ass aren’t you Vegeta?”



Sensing that she was seriously pissed, and that if he didn’t say something to fix this he would not be able to get into her panties tonight he apologized, “I’ll buy you some more. I promise.”



She frowned then said condescendingly, “Oh baby…you couldn’t possibly afford it. You see that luggage cost over twelve grand all by its little self and not to mention the sexiest clothes you could imagine in it—which cost more than your car combined!”




He tried to reach over to grab her hand but failed when she removed her hand from his reach. He sighed then repeated, “Look I’m sorry…Ok?”




She inspected her nails—which were flawless, then replied chillingly, “Ok…”




Vegeta sighed deeply, knowing the truth instantly. “This is going to be a long ass day.”




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Inuyasha looked at his girlfriend utterly spellbound. There was something about her that looked incredibly sexy controlling such a manly car. Black on black GTO was the coolest thing out there—besides Chi-chi’s car of course whom Goku was driving right this minute. It had interior genuine leather with tinted windows that they could get away with a lot of sinful things in it.



“You look so fucking hot in this car!” he growled, wanting to pull over already.



She smiled then gripped the steering wheel, “I know…its seriously hot being in control of it. It always turned me on…” she then bit her lip then suggested, “Wanna pull over and fuck?”




“Damn it Kagome—we can’t possibly pull over now…we just started driving and thanks to dumb and dumber we have no time to do any extra stops.”




She sighed then nodded, feeling frustrated now that she knew the extent of what the young boys pulled this morning. “We’ll just have to scratch our itch when we stop for gas.”




“How long will that be?” He asked, already wishing for a gas station.



She considered how full all of their tanks were, she frowned utterly miserable, “Let’s just say a long ass time.”




Inuyasha sighed, knowing that this was going to be hell. “Fuck! Hours of horny hell.”



“No kidding. By the way Inuyasha…?”




He looked over at her then asked, “Yeah?”




“Please don’t say fuck while I’m driving. It’s bad enough that you’re next to me and I can’t touch you…” She trailed off then sighed utterly despondent she drove on.




***^~~~***^~~~




Chi-chi anxiously patted Goku to pull over, her stomach feeling like it was really pissed and was about to spill its contents in her car. “Please—pull the hell over!”




He did as she bade and pulled to the side of the road then said, “I thought you were over that.”





She threw up all the contents of her stomach in the grass, feeling as if her body was being pulled from the inside out as she emptied her stomach. When she was through, she looked at him with heartbreaking wariness, “I really thought so too.”




“Are you going to be alright?”




“Yeah…I think I’ll be alright now.” She said as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, feeling utterly wretched.




“Are you sure?” He asked as he helped her into the car. “We can still turn around and you can stay—”




She laid her head back against the head rest the replied surprisingly strong, “No—I’ll be fine. Besides she bought our tickets already and I don’t want to go home right now after lying to Ox.”




He got in and then looked at her greenish complexion, “As long as you’re sure.”




She didn’t say another word, just closed her eyes then went to sleep.




***^~~~***^~~~



Miroku placed his hand on her thigh while he drove, “You look beautiful today.”





Sango smirked then pulled his hand off, not needing any distractions, “As opposed to everyday?”




“You are lovely everyday—but especially today.”




She leveled a look at him then said frankly, “We are not pulling over—we’re behind schedule as it is. If we have a hope of making it to the concert—they’ll be no unplanned stops.”



“Damn Shippo and Souta!” he muttered but continued driving out of the city.




***^~~~***^~~~



Eighteen smiled knowingly as she eyed his very impressive erection, knowing the way to make it go down without them having to stop. A few seconds later Eighteen was on her knees, sucking Krillin off as he tried to keep his eyes on the road and moaned aloud, “EIGHTEEN!!!”




Her head continued to bob, taking his entire length into her mouth again and again, swallowing him easily. He bucked, accidently swerving the car—but then righted himself. The scare added something to the already amazing blow-job and before he knew it he exploded into her awaiting mouth with a shout of ecstasy. “Oh my God!!!” he yelled as the spasms continued on and on while she lapped up every single last drop of his orgasm.




Finally he stopped and she went to her seat, still licking her lips. “Does that take the edge off?”




He looked over at her dazedly, “You have no idea.”





~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~Ten hours later: At Jacobi Hotel… ~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~




“Ok we’ll spend the night here.” Bulma announced after taking care of the bill for five rooms, grabbing what was left of her luggage not trusting Vegeta with anything anymore.




“That sounds good…” Chi-chi said, still a little queasy. “All I need is a bed right now.”




“Yeah I’m kinda tired too.” Goku said, yawning. He hadn’t known a girl could throw-up so much. But it seemed all day long Chi-chi had been taking pit stops to puke. He was exhausted because some of those times she hadn’t the strength to get up on her own.




“Do you mind sleeping somewhere else tonight?” Chi-chi asked him, knowing he had seen more than enough of her throwing up.





He looked hopeful but then felt guilty about it. “Are you sure you want to do that?”





Seeing that look on his face sealed the deal in her mind. “Yes. I am so sure. I don’t want you to see me sick anymore.”




He looked down into her face and saw she was still looking a little green he nodded, “Ok…”




“Hey I’ll room with you Chi-chi.” Bulma said with a smile to her, and then turned to glare at Vegeta.





“No—” Vegeta began but she cut him off effectively.





“You should have thought of that before you thrown my belongings out the car!” she said going into the elevator with her friend who was having a hard time keeping what she had earlier down.




“Are you ok Chi? I noticed that you’ve been throwing up a lot.” Bulma asked as they went up to the floor they were assigned.




She nodded, “Yeah—just a little bug.”





“I hope you get over it soon. The concert is in a few days.”





“I hope I will too.” She sighed then throws up in the elevator.





“That’s so nasty!” Bulma yelled, knowing she got throw-up on her brand new shoes.




Chi-chi kept retching until nothing further came out. She then looked up at her horrified and utterly disgusted friend then replied, “Sorry.”




“It’s ok…you didn’t mean to, and you can’t help where you throw up…” she hid a grimace, “Obviously since you threw up in an elevator.”





“Are you sure you want to spend the night with me—because I have a feeling that this is going to last all night.”




Bulma wasn’t sure, but then she was her best friend—who else was going to help her through this rough night? “Yeah Chi—I’m sure.”




***^~~~***^~~~



As soon as they found their room Vegeta began a grumpy tirade of how unfair Bulma was being how he made a mistake and apologized for it, how she shouldn’t be helping Chi-chi with her illness that she should be with him instead of cleaning up puke. And calling Goku a bitch for letting Bulma take care of someone he should be caring for anyway. Goku listened and the more he listened he realized he was right—on just a few things.



Vegeta scowled, knowing he messed up but knowing it also wasn’t that serious since she went shopping damn near everyday anyway. “I don’t know why she’s acting like this…” he said for the fifth time in a row.




“Huh from what you said—you threw her luggage out the damn window!” Goku said, shaking his head.





Vegeta scowled again but this time with annoyance, “Why aren’t you with your girl?”




“She’s horribly sick and I guess she didn’t want me to see her that way.”




“But from the way I understand it—you saw her throw up all day long. Why aren’t you there with her now?”





Goku sighed then nodded and said, “You’re right…I’m going to the girls room and tell Bulma to come over here while I nurse my baby back to health.”





“There you go!” Vegeta said patting him hard on the back, knowing his brother was too dim to realize he just used him as a pawn to get Bulma over to where he was. “Now go get your lady.”




Goku smiled then went out the door, hoping that she wasn’t too mad at him for being a total jerk.




***^~~~***^~~~




Sango laid back then smiled lecherously as he man did a strip-tease for the first time. He was really good for being a novice, she thought as she watched him intently, impressed by his smooth moves and beyond turned on by his well toned body and the way his sinewy arms and legs bunched with his efforts as he danced. He sent her a look that signaled how ready for her he was and she couldn’t agree more. Aroused by his body and his seductive looks, not to mention the way he moved to the sultry music.



She stood in front of him, quivering with desire, “Enough—love-slave.”





His eyes locked in on hers; there was a gleam there that made her breathless, “Yes Mistress.”




“I want you to kiss me—love-slave—kiss me in a way that’ll have me wet for days just thinking about it. And once you’ve done that task—I want you to mouth-fuck me—and I expect it to be done right. Do you understand love-slave?”




“I will do as you wish my Mistress…”



He then kissed her until she was aching for him, her pussy throbbing in time with his tongue—his tongue imitating the way he would soon taste her sex; swirling, thrusting, rolling, flicking. She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her so deeply that she thought she would faint. She held on for dear life as he made-love to her mouth in a way that she didn’t realize that he had her on her back and was removing her panties.



Sango moaned loud when he went right to work on her clit. Miroku started out normally at first, licking and suckling her then he tried something entirely new. He traced sexy words with his tongue to mix things up and introduced a slew of new sensations. Sango clutched him close, the feelings so intense she couldn’t bear to have him stop. She cried out loudly, her orgasm swift and strong. She trembled but he still continued to suckle her sweet cum.


She smirked then pushed him over so that he was on his back, surprised she had strength to do even that after that mind-bending orgasm. But when she was determined—she could do anything when she put her mind to it. She took his erection out of his boxers then proceeded to give him the ride of his life.





***^~~~***^~~~




& #8220;Are you ok in there?” Inuyasha asked, wondering what was taking Kagome so long to get out of the bathroom.





She winced, looking at the toilet paper in dread, “Yeah—well no actually. I’m not.”





“What’s wrong?” He asked, not liking her tone and was prepared to kick down the door.



“My period just came on.” She then sobbed out loud, loud enough for the whole hotel to hear.




Whenever she cried like that—Inuyasha knew it was true. He then started cursing violently—for his poor sensitive ears and the fact he wasn’t going to be getting laid any time for the next five days—not to mention that whenever she was on her ‘cycle’ she was the worst bitch anyone could ever come across. He took a breath after shredding a few things, finally able to calm down a bit.



Kagome came out, tears still in her puffy brown eyes. He sighed then motioned for her to come over to where he sat. She went willingly, still sobbing a little. She laid her head on his sturdy shoulder and sobbed her little heart out. He should have guessed when she was about to start her period—whenever she started it she was the horniest girl he ever dated—like super-freak horny.



“Kagome it’s not the end of the world—”






“Yeah of course you can say that. You’re not the one going through it!”



He sighed resignedly, “It starts.”



***^~~~***^~~~




Dressed in a sparkly red tunic top and black fishnet leggings in black-suede eight inch heel boots, Bulma looked confident and hot—despite Chi-chi heaving all over her thirty minutes earlier. Thank God Goku decided to take over taking care of her—otherwise Bulma would have been puking. She shuddered at the thought then walked out of the elevator.





Vegeta sat in the corner of the restaurant downstairs, looking very hot in his black wife-beater and dark-blue denim jeans. She approached him, still more than a little mad at him. He smiled—which he rarely did in public and it almost made her forgive him—almost. She sat down next to him in the booth.




The smile then melted from his face, which made her want to cry at the loss. “Look I know you’re still mad at me…”





“You gathered that did you?” she huffed, turning her back on him.




He sighed, “You can’t be too mad at me—otherwise you wouldn’t be here.”



She narrowed her eyes, “Guess again—Romeo.”




“Bulma,” he said, making a grab for her, but she dodged it very neatly. “C’mon—don’t be like that…”









“ Be like what? Like a girl that lost a fortune on clothes that you just happened to throw out the window? Clothes I bought to impress you—”



Vegeta sighed, and then replied painstakingly, “This is not about the money you spent on them. This is about you trying to impress a person who is already impressed with you. You—I’m not impressed with clothes Bulma—I like you with or without clothes—preferably without.”




She blushed then brushed her hand against his package under the table. He knew that sign quite well, it was the surprisingly intense I-want-you-now sign. Vegeta was shocked at the turn of events then got over it and looked at her hungrily, his cock shooting harder at the contact. She looked at him with hungry eyes and he knew he had to get her to their room. Now.






“Let’s get out of here.”





She smiled, “Thought you would never ask.”




He grinned, then took her hand and led her toward the elevators in record time. When they made it in another couple tried to enter but Vegeta pushed them out then replied, “I’m sorry you’ll have to catch another one.” He then pushed the close button.




“Hey we were abou—” the guy complained until the door shut in his face.



Bulma laughed, shaking her head. “Why’d you do that?”




“I’ve been waiting to have you all day…I don’t think I can wait any longer.” He said grasping her desperately while pressing a certain button making the elevator halt. All the blood in his body went straight to his aching cock.




Her eyes widened, “Here?”






He nodded, “Yeah here.”




The look in his eyes took her breath away, “Are you sure?”




He smirked then pushed her into the wall and kissed her deeply, and so very hot that she was instantly wet. When he parted from her he licked her lips, unable to stop tasting her, “How about some ridiculous fun?”




“How ridiculous?” she gasped.



He didn’t say another word just kissed her until she was mindless. She wasn’t even sure when she had shed her leggings or when he had lifted her on his shoulders, her legs had wrapped around his neck as he licked, sucked, nibbled on her pussy single-mindedly until she was boneless. He let her slide down until her legs were around his hips. She kissed him fervently, tasting her essence on his tongue and loving it. She had to have him right then and there. As if reading her mind he reached between their bodies and began thrusting his incredible fingers inside her. She cried out then, his fingers bringing on another intense orgasm that blindsided her. She bit his shoulder as the waves crashed over her, shudders wracking her body.




“Holy shit!” she screamed, still grinding on his hand, the sensations seeming to last forever. She looked him in the eye the growled, “I need you now, Vegeta…NOW!!!”



That tone in her voice turned him on more than anything he ever heard before, which had him unzipping his jeans. He licked her pounding pulse then ripped open the condom he just happened to bring with him. Vegeta rolled it on then he thrust up inside the most incredible place he ever had the pleasure to be in. He would love to go slow but they didn’t have the luxury to do anything but fuck. She kissed him again, their tongues tasting and devouring each other. His face extended toward her, he couldn’t get enough of her…their tongues fused hotly, wildly, wickedly as their bodies sough release, Vegeta fucking her fiercely, making her feel as if she were being consumed by fire as she came the hardest she ever had with anyone—so hard, that in the throes of it she bit hard on his lower lip as she exploded, consumed by the ecstasy of it.



Groaning harshly in pleasure and pain he erupted immediately after she had, the pleasure so intense that he hadn’t really felt how bad she had bitten his lip—only knowing that the blood in their kiss made it insanely hot. Unable to support them both they melted to the floor still locked together. They sighed in unison, soaking in the afterglow.




“That was the quickest I ever came…” she said moaning, still feeling the effects of their passionate interlude.




“Me too…That was fantastic!” he said with a groan also feeling the aftershocks.



So sublimely happy in that moment that was until they felt the elevator move. Her eyes widened then rushed to get away from him, trying to pull up her leggings. But the doors opened to none other than Miroku and Sango who was smiling.




“If you breathe a word of this to anyone I will kill you Miroku!”




“Not a word bro!” Mirkou said with a wicked smile as he watched them finish dressing.






~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~The next morning: At the beach… ~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~




The girls got dressed in bikini’s of all shapes and colors that fired their men imaginations. They walked on the sugar white sands of the beach, admiring the scenery of the turquoise-blue waters against the white sand. But the most amazing sight to Miroku was Sango. She was radiant in a beautiful pink and gold bikini that left little to the imagination, her hair down flowing over her shoulders—her skin a nice golden glow.



“You look amazing Sango.” He whispered, hugging her close to him.



She smiled then asked, “Opposed to every other day?”




“You look amazing everyday but especially today.”




“She’s not the only one looking beautiful.” Goku said, and it was true Chi-chi looked a lot better than she had yesterday and was indeed glowing with happiness. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”





She looked at him with wariness, “Me too—for now at least.”




“Do you need to go to the doctor?”





She shook her head, “No—I think the worst of it passed.”





“Are you sure?”





She smiled brightly, convincingly, “Yes I’m sure! OK? Let’s go in the water already…”




Bulma chimed in saying, “Um this bikini is to be seen not to get wet!”





She wore a very skimpy black bikini that heated Vegeta’s blood. “Honey you don’t need to get wet in that…it’s doing its job just fine.”




She laughed when he lifted her in his arms and swung her until she was a little dizzy. “Stop it Vegeta!!!” she squealed. When he settled her on her feet she sighed, seriously enjoying the way he held her in his arms.




“I’m glad we did this…” Krillin said, rubbing sunscreen lotion on Eighteens back.




“Yeah me too…I don’t think I ever want to go back.” Eighteen sighed, in total contentment.





Everyone silently agreed, but the silence didn’t last long when Vegeta threw Bulma in—ruining her intricate bikini—which promptly fell off revealing her nude form. Krillin looked at her slack-jawed in obvious shock, Goku turned immediately away, while Miroku grinned like a fool—prompting Sango to slap him in the head, Inuyasha turned beet red and promptly looked at Kagome who was also turning away from the scene.



“OH I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!” Bulma shouted, and then retaliated by pulling his swimming shorts down revealing his very endowed lower half.



“BULMA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!” He shouted immediately pulling his shorts up.

She gave him an evil look, wrapping herself in the towel, “Serves you right!”




“Is it just me or is there more nudity in this beach visit than the other times?” Chi-chi said, squeezing her eyes tightly. The image of Vegeta’s cock would not go away. Nor would Bulma’s nude body. “Does everybody wanna leave?”



Everyone agreed heartily, already on their way to the hotel. The next hours went by slowly—everyone scarred in their own way. “No one should see their brother’s testicles.” Miroku said, shuddering.




~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~The next night: At Satan stadium … ~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~





“We made it!” Bulma exclaimed, happy that they got into the concert. Even if it were hours away from playing she was ecstatic.





Eighteen smiled brightly, “Yeah—without injuries of any kind.”




“Speak for yourselves.” Miroku said, still unable to get Vegeta’s nude body out of his mind.





“No there’s about to be some injuries now…” Chi-chi said, looking over to where Kagome was headed—two girls practically drooling over Inuyasha who was oblivious.





“Hey there…I’m Asumi and this is my friend Ayoki.” The girl with the pink hair and a skin-tight white dress said with a saccharine smile.





“I’m Inuyasha—” he began absently but was dragged away by a surprisingly strong Kagome.




Kagome gave the two girls looks, and then sniffed the air dramatically. “I smell...skanks. Why don’t you two get the fuck out of here before I knock that mustache off your faces? Now step.”


“Bitch...” Asumi said with a hiss but backed away.



“What’s her problem?” the girl in all black said while walking away.







Radditz looked at Nappa and laughed as the two girls walked by them. They then walked over to where the couple stood arguing then broke-in saying, “I’m impressed…Inuyasha you have a scraper.”



He literally did a double take, “Radditz?! Nappa?! What the hell are you doing here?!” Inuyasha exclaimed, hugging the two boys in a fierce hug.




“This concert is a major chick-utopia man…” Nappa said, eyeing another girl that happened to walk past him.






“Who is this?” Kagome demanded, still a little ticked off.



“Kagome…this is Nappa and Raditz—childhood friends. We used to do everything together…” Inuyasha replied, so damned happy to see them.




Nappa smiled blissfully as he recounted all they did together, “Light up abandoned barns, stole cars—”




Arsonists—great! Kagome thought sarcastically, but she nodded, understanding why Izoyi moved them around so much. These boys spelled trouble as far as she was concerned. She smiled forcefully, shaking their hand—but the big bald one took her in his arms and grabbed her ass really hard—which she punched the shit out of him instantly. The fucking scum, she thought sourly as he held his right eye, crying out in pain.





***^~~~***^~~~




< br> “What the hell?” Goku said, not liking the sight of the two boys Inuyasha used to be close to.






Inuyasha had been the one who always hung out with them but as far as Goku was concerned they were nothing but criminals out to ruin any chance Inuyasha had of living a better life. Nappa and Raditz had had a chance to get adopted like they had but they chose to fuck it up—and Inuyasha would have been in the same boat if Vegeta and Goku hadn’t interfered. Izoyi was a kindhearted soul and she did not deserve what Nappa had in mind for their amazingly ignorant brother—which was to have a criminal record a mile long. And knowing Inuyasha—it would have suited him just fine.






“What are those idiots doing here?” Vegeta barked out, also not liking the sight of him.



Bulma looked at him with worry in her eyes, “Do you know those guys?”




“Yeah…we grew up together…Inuyasha was close to them.” Goku said, seething with rage at the sight of Nappa hugging and assaulting Kagome. And Inuyasha was clueless as usual.





“What about you?” Chi-chi asked, also seeing the scene and smiled with satisfaction when Kagome punched him in the face.






He frowned, “Not so much—we spent our time trying to undo the damage those two did—in Inuyasha’s mind they could do no wrong…they always had him doing some illegal shit—Inuyasha came this close not being adopted—but we made sure that he did.”




“How?” Chi-chi asked, her eyes still on the two thugs.




“We told Inuyasha the truth—if he wanted a home and a family he had to leave those two to their own lives and focus on his.” Vegeta said, balling his fists up.





“Ah look who’s here—the boys with the stick up their asses!” Raditz exclaimed in way of a greeting.





“Radditz,” Vegeta growled, also in way of greeting.





“Vegeta,” Nappa said, smirking despite the shiner he was going to have.




“Boys…how long has it been…seven… almost eight years?”




“And yet it still feels as if it’s been way too soon to see you again.” Goku replied with a brittle smile. This was a new side of him Chi-chi had never witnessed—Almost aggressive.





Nappa scoffed, “The feeling’s mutual buddy.”





“What are you doing here?”




“To see Miko! And to score some funds…maybe get some chicks—like the ones on your arm maybe.” Raditz said, eyeing both Bulma and Chi-chi, who cringed.




“As if!” Bulma exclaimed, holding onto Vegeta as if he were a lifeline.





“I said maybe doll-face.” Raditz said with a laugh that gave the girls the creeps.




“Hey why don’t you try a real man—a man like me—I’ll satisfy ya!” Nappa said with laughter, also flexing his admittedly impressive muscles.




Chi-chi felt sick again—this time from the cheesy pick-up lines, “EW hell no!”




“Touch her and I’ll kill you!” Goku growled, his eyes flashing with anger and aggression.




Raditz waved his hands harmlessly, “Hey—easy we’re just kidding around!”




“How about I kick your ass if you look her way?!” Vegeta said, also feeling more than a bit of rage.




“Same ol’ Vegeta—can’t take a joke worth nothing.”




“How about we part ways now—you’re ruining our good time.” Bulma said with a glare all the while trying to calm her man down.




“Alright…alright…you win…for now.” Nappa said, backing away, “C’mon Raditz let’s split.”




“Later girls…” then he blew a kiss, knowing that would piss the boys off and get under the girls skin.




“I hate that guy!” Vegeta exclaimed, ready to go after them.




“Hey! Remember why we’re here—we’re here to have a good time, let’s not let them spoil it for us. Ok? Do we all have a deal?”




Goku sighed then said, “Yeah—” he then added, “but if he comes anywhere near you—tell me and I’ll really kill him.”




“No you won’t you’re too good to do that.”




He growled, seeing the way they eyed Chi-chi and Bulma, “Try me.”




~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~A few hours later: At Satan’s Stadium… ~~~~~***^~~~***^~~~






“Are you guys ready to rock?!” Miko shouted, and the crowd went wild. “I can’t hear you Satan city!!! I said are you ready to rock?!”




“HELL Yea!!!!” Bulma shouted, already jumping up and down in excitement.




“Let’s get to it!” Miko said in answer. Then the music started to ‘Get It Started Up’.




“Every boy it’s time to put on a show…take it down then bring it up slow…” Bulma and Kagome sang along…dancing like Miko did on the stage—which in Vegeta’s opinion they did a much better job of the choreography than Miko did. “Get it started up…get the juices flowin’ now…I want it all and I want you blowin’…me out!”




“Whooo!!!” Kagome said, in the middle then got back on track.




Five minutes later another song, ‘You Get Me’, came on which was a slow ballad. “Chi-chi dance with me?”



Chi-chi smiled, “Yes.”




Bulma looked at Vegeta expectantly, “Don’t even think about it—you know I don’t dance.”




“You are going to dance with me—”




“No—alright fine…” All the couples danced slowly, everyone content.




***^~~~***^~~~





“OMG I can’t believe that we did this. This is so much fun.” Bulma said as she reapplied her make-up in the mirror. The concert was over and more than once Vegeta laid one on her.




“Yeah I’m glad we did this too.” Chi-chi shouted out from the stall, while peeing on the pregnancy test she had gotten earlier in the day. She then placed it on the toilet paper dispenser and waited patiently.





“Well anyway… what’s with you lately? You hardly respond to any—”



Five minutes had passed and Chi-chi blocked out her words as she read the results. “Oh my God…”



“What is it?”




She came out the stall with the test in her hand. “Um…guys…I think I might be pregnant.”





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To be continued…



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