Sick Vegeta, Nurse Bulma - Written by Vegeta-Saiyajin-no-ouji
Yamcha's eyes rolled back in his head and he promptly fainted.
"Dammit! Why does everything have to interrupt us?!" Bulma screamed.
"Calm down woman! Your screeching is making my ears bleed!" Bulma elbowed him in the stomach.
"Can you just get him out of here Vegeta?"
"Alright. Can I hurt him?" Vegeta looked at her, trying to do puppy dog eyes. (A/N: Keyword here is trying ppl's)
"You know, puppy dog eyes don't work on you 'Geta."
"Damn.Can I still hurt him?" He whined. Bulma thought back to all those times he hurt her with his cheating and lies.
"Fine. Be my guest. Just as long as you don't kill him. And you save some for me. I wanna hurt him too. He will pay." (A/N: Insert dramatic music here)
"Okay!" Vegeta reached down beside the bed and looked for their clothes. He came up with what was left of them.
"Damn. Forgot about that. I gotta learn to be a bit more patient..Nahhh!! What was I thinking?" Bulma chuckled.
"Yeah. That would be a bit too out of character for you Vegeta."
"We can't have you walking around with nothing on when that little bitch is here." The little bitch he was refering to was Yamcha.
"You can borrow some of my clothes until we get him out of here."
"Okay 'Geta. Thanks." She kissed him on the cheek. Vegeta got out of bed and made sure Yamcha was still unconcious then walked over to his wardrobe. He pulled out two pairs of black silk pyjama bottoms and one of his training shirts. Vegeta slipped on the pants and went back over to Bulma and gave her the shirt and remaining pants. She put them on while she was still under the covers. Bulma got out of his bed and stretched.
"Well let's take out the trash then." Vegeta snapped out of his daze.
"Uhhh.right.yeah." He was thinking how good Bulma looked in his clothes. Vegeta walked over to Yamcha and picked him up. Vegeta picked Bulma up as well and flew them all out the window to the outskirts of Capsule Corp. Vegeta landed and put them down.
"Unnngggghhh." Yamcha started to wake up.
"Rise and shine pee-wee." Yamcha's eyes opened at the sound of Vegeta's voice.
"V-Vegeta!! What the hell do y-you think you were doing with my girl?!!" He stood up on wobbly legs. Yamcha knew he was treading on thin ice talking to Vegeta like that.
"I am NOT your girl, you cheating prick!!!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta picked him up by his collar and punched him in the stomach. Yamcha started coughing up a small bit of blood. Vegeta punched him quite a few more times until his face and body were all bloody and cut up. One of Yamcha's eyes was nearly swollen shut.
"B-Bulma.do.s-something!!" He managed to choke out.
"Alright. Vegeta put him down." Vegeta looked at her with a confused expression.
"You wanna know what I'm going to do Yamcha?" He was barley able to move his head to nod.
"THIS!!!" Bulma kicked him where it hurts, as hard as she could and then kicked him in the stomach, breaking a couple of his ribs in the process, as his ki was lowered from the beating from Vegeta.
"AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!! Yamcha started some screaming of his own.
"Good one woman."
"Thanks 'Geta. Oh and Yamcha? I never want to see you around here again. I do not want you as my boyfriend. And if you tell anyone what's going on between me and Vegeta, next time you won't be so lucky." With that said, Vegeta heaved the limp body of Yamcha out onto the sidewalk.
"YOU!!" He pointed to a pedestrian who was watching the scene.
"Call an ambulance for this weakling. Kami knows he needs it." Vegeta mumbled that last part under his breath. The onlooked nodded weakly and ran off to the nearest phone-booth. He turned back to Bulma and smirked.
"You should do that more often. It's quite amusing when he displays his weakness by getting beat up by a woman!! Hahaha!!" Vegeta laughed. Bulma sauntered up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. His laughter immediately ceased when she did this.
"Yup." She whispered, before she started nibbling and sucking on his bottom lip. Vegeta's eyes darted around to see if anybody was looking. He pulled away.
"Let's take this somewhere more private."
"Okay." He flew them back to the door of the living area of Capsule Corp. Bulma wrapped her legs around his waist and let him carry her inside. Vegeta sat them down on the couch.
"You know.you look really good in these clothes. Real sexy." Vegeta whispered into her ear. Bulma wiggled her way onto his lap and straddled his legs.
"Reeeeally?"
"Yeah." Vegeta pulled her closer into a passionate lip-lock. He ran his tounge along her lip and she opened her mouth. Their tounges reached each other and they both moaned while trying to taste each other more.
"Mmmmm.Vegeta."
"Mmmmm."
Just then the phone rang again. Vegeta's eyes shot open in a very angry glare.
"ARRRRRHHHH!!! FUCK!!!!" His hand came up and he was about to smash the phone next to them into smithereens but Bulma stopped him.
"Vegeta just calm down." Vegeta lowered his hand and placed it on her thigh while he waited for her to answer it.
"Hello?" She asked in a bored tone.
"Hi dearie!! It's your mother again! How are you? What about Vegeta? Hmmm?"
"Mum!!! He's right here!!"
"Ooooo!!!" Mrs. Briefs squealed. "I'm finally going to have grandchildren!!! How exciting!!!" She clapped her hands together on the other end of the phone. Vegeta's mouth dropped open after he heard her mother say that. He grabbed the phone off Bulma and yelled into the reciever.
"There is nothing going on between us old woman! Now leave us alone!!!" He slammed down the phone onto the hook and reached over and pulled the plug, severing any connection from that piece of equipment.
"Vegeta!" Bulma scolded him. "That wasn't very nice!"
"You know very well woman, that your mother rambles on for ages when she is on that infernal contraption, and you would have sat there and listened to every word of it!"
"Yeah, well, still, that wasn't very nice."
"Whatever. You know I'm not nice." Vegeta smirked and started to kiss her neck. "Now where were we?"
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