Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. There it's said and done!
A/N: Bulma has to many peeks of Vegeta. TOO MANY FOR HER OWN GOOD! What will be her punishment? I smell that lemony dew of the morning! ^.^
Chapter 1
I like it like that!
It was a sunny Sunday day. (Yeah I know that's super corny but what the hell!) Mrs. Briefs was sick and tired of watching Bulma mope around so she decided she would treat Bulma to a Sunday Brunch on the terrace. Just the two of them.
"Bulma, I have all these scrumptious treats for the both of us. Hurry and pick one before I take them all!"
"No thanks mom!" Bulma muttered.
"Oh Come on Bulma. You've been like this ever since the boys started training. It's obvious you're lonely and you want attention!" Mrs. Briefs suggested.
"Mom, I know who and what I am. And i know for one thing that I'm NOT LONELY! I can survive without anyone!" Bulma replied.
"I find that hard to believe!"
"Well it's a fact!" Bulma retorted.
"You know what! You're begining to sound like Vegeta!"
Bulma fell anime style out of her chair and stared at her mother with a clueless expression on his face.
"Mom you've gotta be kidding me!"
"No I'm not. The only time I actually see you happy is when Vegeta's around. Either you two are fighting or somthing else!" Mrs. Briefs made clear.
Bulma blushed to herself.
"Mom, that's not true. I hate him. He's rude, uncaring, and besides he's Vegeta! That's enough reason to hate someone!" Bulma screamed.
"Oh Please Bulma!"
Mrs. Briefs sipped on her tea, while Bulma climbed back into her chair.
"Mom, how come you're not be lonely? Dad isn't around as much as he usually is."
"I know that dear. With Vegeta's excesive training, and the repairs to many things, Your father sleeps in the day and works at night. In fact he's sleeping right now. But when he has nothing to repair or when you do the repairs, Your father makes up for his...leave of absence."
"Geez Mom! I didn't need to know that!" Bulma replied.
Bulma sunk her head to her arms while Mrs. Briefs giggled like a school girl and held her face and blushed herself a deep shade of red. Bulma continued to think of how her mother is nuts and utterly ridiculous when the Gravity Room doors hissed. Heat released between the cracks. Bulma's head rose from it's place in curiousity. The door collapsed to the ground and out stepped Vegeta. Bulma's heart began to race with every step Vegeta took. With the towel wrapped around his neck and the sweat glistening all over his chest, Bulma was in heaven. Bulma blushed furiously and continued watching Vegeta strutt his way towards them.
"Woman! Where's my lunch?" Vegeta asked in his usual pissed voice.
"Vegeta you're lunch is inside on the table." Mrs. Briefs replied.
Vegeta muttered something under his breath. It could have been a thankyou or a insult. Who knows! ( I do! ^.^ ) Vegeta was on his way to the kitchen when he noticed that Bulma was starring into outer space. Noticing this he stopped where he was and walked back in Bulma's direction. Observing what was about to happen, Mrs. briefs stepped on Bulma's foot from under the table.
"Oooowww! Mom, what the hell was that for?" Bulma screamed.
Mrs. Briefs grunted and used her index finger and pointed to Vegeta. Bulma turned slowly and gulped. Vegeta approached Bulma slowly. Bulma began to wish she were inside or anywhere for that matter. Vegeta stopped, with his chest almost touching Bulma's face. He lifted Bulma's chin with his index finger and look ed into Bulma's eyes. Vegeta saw Bulma's desire for him. A small fraction though. She was doing a good job hiding most of it.
"Hmmm. Do you find something interesting? Do you like what you see?" Vegeta asked in a playfull tone.
Bulma was filled with embarrasement.
"No. I se nothing that can attract my attention." Bulma muttered.
"Is that so?"
Pressing his body a bit closer to Bulma and leaning down to her ear he whipered......
"This is interestng. You're telling me you don't like what you see, but I know diffently, You smell the opposite of your so called feelings. Your smell tells me you want me."
Bulma looked at Vegeta as he backed away.
"To bad you can't!"
Vegeta resumed his walk to the kitchen chuckling along the way. Bulma was really pissed now. She fumed to herself while Mrs. Briefs gathered the remaining treats and retreated to the house knowing Bulma would show how pissed she was. Once Mrs. Briefs was gone, she dashed around the corner and heard Bulma scream. She sighed and continued to munch on her snacks.
Later that day..........
Bulma had just finished taking her shower. Bulma slipped her night pants on and her night shirt which was really thin and could barely cover her bust, but it managed. Bulma walked over to her balcony and looked in outer space. Only thinking of Vegeta.
*Damn him for being so mean!* Bulma thought to herself. Suddenly, Bulma saw Vegeta waking out of the kitchen. He had just finished his dinner when he sensed Bulma watching him. That grin that only appeared on his face when he was being sneaky appeared on his face snuck up on his face. Vegeta stopped infront of Bulma's balcony and whistled for Bulma.
"What do you think I am? some damn dog?" Bulma asked.
"From down here, you look more like the dogs ass!"
"Come up here and say that to my face!" Bulma yelled.
Vegeta levitated to Bulma's balcony.
"My mistake. You look more like the shit that comes out of the dogs ass!"
Bulma screamed and tried to throw something at him but he dodged everything easily. Bulma abruptly stopped to catch her breath.
"Why throw things at me?" Begeta asked.
"Don't you have some training to do?" Bulma asked.
"Yes I do, but it can wait till I get my answer."
"What answer?" Bulma asked.
"Just admit you're attracted to me woman! Then I'll leave"
"I'd never say such a thing!" Bulma replied.
Vegeta looked down at Bulma's shirt and saw her nipples piercing her shirt.
"Too late"
Vegeta levitated down to the ground chuckling away and left for his training. Noticing what the Prince meant, Bulma covered her chest with her arms and marched into the room. She plopped onto her bed and covered her ears with her pillows. She could still hear his chucking. It was hell. Bulma soon fell asleep.
How was that for the first chapter. They're will be more steamy scenes later. Ja ne' Don't flame me. I'd like at least 10 reviews. Arigatou and Ja ne'
A/N: Bulma has to many peeks of Vegeta. TOO MANY FOR HER OWN GOOD! What will be her punishment? I smell that lemony dew of the morning! ^.^
Chapter 1
I like it like that!
It was a sunny Sunday day. (Yeah I know that's super corny but what the hell!) Mrs. Briefs was sick and tired of watching Bulma mope around so she decided she would treat Bulma to a Sunday Brunch on the terrace. Just the two of them.
"Bulma, I have all these scrumptious treats for the both of us. Hurry and pick one before I take them all!"
"No thanks mom!" Bulma muttered.
"Oh Come on Bulma. You've been like this ever since the boys started training. It's obvious you're lonely and you want attention!" Mrs. Briefs suggested.
"Mom, I know who and what I am. And i know for one thing that I'm NOT LONELY! I can survive without anyone!" Bulma replied.
"I find that hard to believe!"
"Well it's a fact!" Bulma retorted.
"You know what! You're begining to sound like Vegeta!"
Bulma fell anime style out of her chair and stared at her mother with a clueless expression on his face.
"Mom you've gotta be kidding me!"
"No I'm not. The only time I actually see you happy is when Vegeta's around. Either you two are fighting or somthing else!" Mrs. Briefs made clear.
Bulma blushed to herself.
"Mom, that's not true. I hate him. He's rude, uncaring, and besides he's Vegeta! That's enough reason to hate someone!" Bulma screamed.
"Oh Please Bulma!"
Mrs. Briefs sipped on her tea, while Bulma climbed back into her chair.
"Mom, how come you're not be lonely? Dad isn't around as much as he usually is."
"I know that dear. With Vegeta's excesive training, and the repairs to many things, Your father sleeps in the day and works at night. In fact he's sleeping right now. But when he has nothing to repair or when you do the repairs, Your father makes up for his...leave of absence."
"Geez Mom! I didn't need to know that!" Bulma replied.
Bulma sunk her head to her arms while Mrs. Briefs giggled like a school girl and held her face and blushed herself a deep shade of red. Bulma continued to think of how her mother is nuts and utterly ridiculous when the Gravity Room doors hissed. Heat released between the cracks. Bulma's head rose from it's place in curiousity. The door collapsed to the ground and out stepped Vegeta. Bulma's heart began to race with every step Vegeta took. With the towel wrapped around his neck and the sweat glistening all over his chest, Bulma was in heaven. Bulma blushed furiously and continued watching Vegeta strutt his way towards them.
"Woman! Where's my lunch?" Vegeta asked in his usual pissed voice.
"Vegeta you're lunch is inside on the table." Mrs. Briefs replied.
Vegeta muttered something under his breath. It could have been a thankyou or a insult. Who knows! ( I do! ^.^ ) Vegeta was on his way to the kitchen when he noticed that Bulma was starring into outer space. Noticing this he stopped where he was and walked back in Bulma's direction. Observing what was about to happen, Mrs. briefs stepped on Bulma's foot from under the table.
"Oooowww! Mom, what the hell was that for?" Bulma screamed.
Mrs. Briefs grunted and used her index finger and pointed to Vegeta. Bulma turned slowly and gulped. Vegeta approached Bulma slowly. Bulma began to wish she were inside or anywhere for that matter. Vegeta stopped, with his chest almost touching Bulma's face. He lifted Bulma's chin with his index finger and look ed into Bulma's eyes. Vegeta saw Bulma's desire for him. A small fraction though. She was doing a good job hiding most of it.
"Hmmm. Do you find something interesting? Do you like what you see?" Vegeta asked in a playfull tone.
Bulma was filled with embarrasement.
"No. I se nothing that can attract my attention." Bulma muttered.
"Is that so?"
Pressing his body a bit closer to Bulma and leaning down to her ear he whipered......
"This is interestng. You're telling me you don't like what you see, but I know diffently, You smell the opposite of your so called feelings. Your smell tells me you want me."
Bulma looked at Vegeta as he backed away.
"To bad you can't!"
Vegeta resumed his walk to the kitchen chuckling along the way. Bulma was really pissed now. She fumed to herself while Mrs. Briefs gathered the remaining treats and retreated to the house knowing Bulma would show how pissed she was. Once Mrs. Briefs was gone, she dashed around the corner and heard Bulma scream. She sighed and continued to munch on her snacks.
Later that day..........
Bulma had just finished taking her shower. Bulma slipped her night pants on and her night shirt which was really thin and could barely cover her bust, but it managed. Bulma walked over to her balcony and looked in outer space. Only thinking of Vegeta.
*Damn him for being so mean!* Bulma thought to herself. Suddenly, Bulma saw Vegeta waking out of the kitchen. He had just finished his dinner when he sensed Bulma watching him. That grin that only appeared on his face when he was being sneaky appeared on his face snuck up on his face. Vegeta stopped infront of Bulma's balcony and whistled for Bulma.
"What do you think I am? some damn dog?" Bulma asked.
"From down here, you look more like the dogs ass!"
"Come up here and say that to my face!" Bulma yelled.
Vegeta levitated to Bulma's balcony.
"My mistake. You look more like the shit that comes out of the dogs ass!"
Bulma screamed and tried to throw something at him but he dodged everything easily. Bulma abruptly stopped to catch her breath.
"Why throw things at me?" Begeta asked.
"Don't you have some training to do?" Bulma asked.
"Yes I do, but it can wait till I get my answer."
"What answer?" Bulma asked.
"Just admit you're attracted to me woman! Then I'll leave"
"I'd never say such a thing!" Bulma replied.
Vegeta looked down at Bulma's shirt and saw her nipples piercing her shirt.
"Too late"
Vegeta levitated down to the ground chuckling away and left for his training. Noticing what the Prince meant, Bulma covered her chest with her arms and marched into the room. She plopped onto her bed and covered her ears with her pillows. She could still hear his chucking. It was hell. Bulma soon fell asleep.
How was that for the first chapter. They're will be more steamy scenes later. Ja ne' Don't flame me. I'd like at least 10 reviews. Arigatou and Ja ne'