Sick Vegeta, Nurse Bulma - Written by Vegeta-Saiyajin-no-ouji
Except her of course. Once settled, she lent back and snuggled into his bare chest, and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Right, who's next?" Bulma asked. Everyone was still wide-eyed. "Hello? I said.Who's next?" Still no- one replied. "Well fine. I guess we'll just stop here then, shall we?"
"Unnggghhh.Yeah okay." Vegeta said finally. Bulma got up and stretched, being careful to make sure that the blanket didn't slip or reveal anything.
"Well, since we are all practically naked, I think we should go back into our rooms to get dressed again."
"Uhhh.Yeah okay." Some people replied and slowly got up. Still shocked at the guts Bulma had to do that kind of thing. So everyone ventured upstairs and into their respective rooms. Bulma dropped the blanket and rumaged around in her drawer for some different clothes, when Vegeta came up behind her.
Bulma was bent over, looking in the bottom drawer. Vegta stuck out his hand and ran it up her inner left thigh. Bulma jumped at his sudden touch, and turned around.
"Vegeta! What do you think you're doing?!"
"Nothing." He said to her in a playful voice. He continued to caress her thigh, his fingers lightly brushing against her skin. Bulma put her arms around his neck and lent in towards him. She suddenly jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing her hips forward so she and Vegeta were grinding together. Vegeta wasn't expecting this and he fell back onto the floor, hitting his head hard on the floor.
"Owwww fuck.That bloody hurt!" Bulma giggled a bit then appologized.
"Oh I'm sorry 'Geta. I didn't mean for that to happen." Vegeta gave her a mock sneer to show he wasn't really mad at her. Bulma was staring into his eyes while sitting on top of him. He looked left and right, then back up at her with a cheeky grin on his face. "Why are you looking." Bulma didn't get to finish what she was saying as Vegeta poked out his tounge and licked her face, right up her cheek. Bulma's mouth dropped open. "Why you little." She lowered her hands and started tickling his ribs. Vegeta chuckled. He squirmed under her touch and then stopped his chuckling, only to start laughing his head off.
"AHHHH!!! STOP IT!!! NOOOOO!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" (A/N: Whoa.That's freaky, isn't it? O_o) He was rolling around on the floor holding his sides to try and stop her from tickling him. Obviously it wasn't working very well. Bulma was laughing along with him, it wasn't everyday she got to see him laugh. She was mosty leaning all her weight on her hands, sitting on top of him, with her hands on the floor near his head. Vegeta saw his opportunity and pushed Bulma's hands out from under her, making her fall on top of him.
"Ooof!!! Vegeeeetaaaaaa!!!! Why'd you go and do that for?" Bulma whined.
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Because this." Vegeta pulled her face close to his and kissed her passionately. Bulma was immediately lost in the kiss. All she could think about was how good it felt to have someone that understood and fufilled her needs. Emotinally and physically.
Yamcha could never do that. He was always cancelling dates, cheating on her and to top it off, he was a really bad, sloppy kisser and was constantly trying to get her in bed or feel her up. With Vegeta it was different. She felt as if she could never get enough of what he did. When she was with Yamcha, all she could think about was: 'When in the hell will this end?' She even had to think about other people, (a.k.a. Vegeta) to get anything out of it. When they finally broke the kiss, Bulma's lips were swollen with passion and her eyes half lidded. Vegeta was about to go back for more, but she put her fingers on his lips before they could reach her own. Vegeta's expression changed from one of lust, to one of confusion.
"We've gotta get changed and back downstairs remember?" Vegeta rolled his eyes at her then proceeded to get up, bringing her with him. He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead then walked over to the cupboard to get some new clothes.
Vegeta chuckled to himself.
"What's so funny Vegeta?"
"You still have to go back to your room to get your clothes." He smirked. Bulma whacked herself in the head.
"Dammit!" Vegeta thought for a second.
"Just this once, I'll let you borrow some of mine." She sighed.
"Alright. Thanks." He threw her some boxers and a pair of black pants. He reached into the next drawer and came out with one of Bulma's white tank tops.
"What the hell is that doing in there?!" She questioned the Prince.
"Grrrrr.Your mother must have thought it was one of mine. It's happened before too."
"Oh.So that's why my shirt smelt like you." Vegeta raised one of his eyebrows.
"You smell your shirts?"
"Ahhhh.heh heh.No.It's just that you smell stronger than I do. I could smell you when I put it on."
"Are you saying I smell?"
"No! No no no!!! You smell good. I like your scent." Vegeta smirked again. Inside her head, Bulma was yelling at herself for saying that to him. 'Idiot!!! Now why did you go and say that? Major ego boost now. Dammit!'
"Hn. I'm just playing woman. Bulma." He corrected.
"You play? That's a good one."
"Well what did you call that?" He pointed to where they were rolling on the floor before. Bulma didn't answer.
She put on the clothes he gave her, and sat down on his bed waiting for him. Vegeta got dressed quickly. He was still wearing the necklace from before, as well as black boots that went a couple of centimetres above his ankles, grey, white and black army camoflage pants and a white wife beater.
"Aren't you gunna get cold in that?"
"No." He replied but put on the matching jacket for the trousers anyway, opting to leave it unbuttoned.
"Hey where did you get those? I don't remember getting you them."
"Your mother said I needed casual clothes, not spandex, and she dragged me to that hell-hole you people call a mall to get me some stuff."
"How did she get you to go?"
"She threatened to get the old man to disable the Gravity room. And she dragged me out by my ear and told me that if I didn't go she'd keep annoying me."
"Wow! Go mum!" She laughed.
"It's not funny woman." She glared at him for a second.
"Fine. Let's just get downstairs." He crossed his arms and followed her out. Everyone was waiting for them in the living room.
"Jeeze. What took you guys so long? And why are you wearing Vegeta's clothes?" Krillin asked.
"None of your beeswax Baldy." Bulma hit him on the back of the head.
"Be nice Vegeta!!!" Vegeta looked around then turned back to Bulma.
"Oh forgive me most powerful one. It will never happen again." He very sarcastically replied.
"Now that's more like it 'Geta." Vegeta silently fumed, and soon left the room to get a can of drink from the fridge. Once he left Yamcha piped up.
"'Geta?"
"What? I like calling him that, he doesn't mind. Do you 'Geta?!" She yelled the last sentence so he could hear her.
Vegeta appeared right next to her, making her jump.
"Actually, I do mind. Especially when it's around them."
"Nonsense. You love it. Your just like a little kitten." She pouted making little faces at him while and scratching him under the chin. He continued to stare blankly at her. Suddenly he got an idea.
"Yeah. I'm a little kitty." Vegeta made a funny looking happy face, (A/N: Similar to Mrs.Briefs.O_O..Scary.) and started to purr. Everyone laughed.
"I guess Vegeta does have a sense of humour after all.HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Goku giggled like a little Saiyan schoolgirl. Vegeta just smirked and took a mouthful of the Pepsi he was holding. Yamcha and Bulma couldn't believe he just smiled. Even if it was a kind of sarcastic one. Bulma was the only one not laughing. It was her turn to stare blankly.
"I can't believe you just did that. It's totally out of character for you."
"Yes. It is, isn't it?" He gave her a quick hint of a smile then walked out the door to lay down in the hammock under the large tree in their backyard. Bulma watched him leave then pulled a notebook and pencil out from nowhere.
"Self reminder: Never get Vegeta anymore Pepsi. It makes him act funny." She wrote this down. Bulma put back the items from wherever they came from.
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