I saw her walking through the pitch black inside the huge underground tunnels underneath my house. I could hear her breathe loudly as I pulled her around her waist and into one of my Dads empty labs. She tried to counteract but my grip was too strong. I pinned her against the wall as she looked up and recognized me.

When she said something I couldn't understand her but understood what she wanted as she pressed her body harder into mine and our lips met with a searing kiss.

Suddenly I heard her whisper that it was wrong and she tried to pull away, but her back was already pressed on the wall. She tried to push me, but I was too strong for her. I slowly started to run my fingers up and down her hips trying to change her mind, and with every touch, I could feel her defense was getting weaker.

I grinned against her lips knowing I changed her mind and decided to slip my tongue into her gasping mouth. I knew she was hungry for it as she kissed me back. I knew she wanted more so I broke the kiss, my tongue traveling her cheek, her neck, and her shoulders.

Before she knew it, I literally tore off her clothes. She got uneasy and her mind changed again. She tried to push me away, but for every act of resistance she made, I counteracted with an intimate act, making her weak.

My tongue circled her left nipple as I heard her moan. She said something again but I couldn't understand it but ripped off my clothes anyway as we slid down the wall together, she on the cold floor and me on top of her.

I rolled down the rest of the remaining clothes on her as I moved my fingers between her legs and her body arched against my touch. I knew she could only be satisfied in one way as she moaned lightly asking for more.....



....... And that was my dream about my sister and me in my FUCKING HOUSE.

After that I went and took a cold shower and had to keep reminding myself that Bulma was NOT my sister, and I wasn't some weirdo that likes his relatives.

The cold shower didn't do anything, just left me freezing and naked in my bathroom. I was glad that my so called 'father' was chucking me out the next morning. Getting out of the house was my first priority as every time I saw something that looked just a bit like Bulmas hair I started to get all edgy.

It didn't help when she walked into my bathroom in the early hours of the morning as I was chucking green shampoo bottles out the window.

"Kakarott can you stick some pants on, your dick is just way too small to be left lying around" she said leaning against the doorway. I happily displayed her my middle finger as I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist.

"Have you thought about what we were talking about"

"No, not really. I usually forget when someone tells me I'm adopted and was born in AN EGG!!!!"

"Shut up would you. You'll wake up my parents"

It was the first time she'd referred to Mum and Dad as HER parents and not OUR parents. I looked at the green shampoo bottle I still had in my hand and chucked it, like all the rest of them, out the window. I could see Bulma wasn't even bothered to ask about my green fit and I was grateful as I picked up my blue toothbrush with green bristles and it traveled the same path as the shampoo before it.

"You know, they're chucking you out today...." she said looking out the window at the little pile of green objects forming underneath it, "...but I've got a way to get you out of it...."

"I want to go"

"No you don't"

"How do you know what I want?"

"I just do" she said walking up to me and grabbing the purple soap beside the sink and chucking it out the window.

I really don't get that woman. She might be a genius, but she's color blind.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU CHUCK MY SOAP OUT THE WINDOW?!?" I yelled as she stopped walking out.

"It's not like you use it"

"I USE THAT SOAP!!"

"You're going to wake my parents up"

"YEAH?!?! WAKE UP MUM AND DAD. I SET THE HOUSE ON FIRE AGAIN!!!"

"KAKAROTT JUST SHUT UP!!!"

"Who's screaming now?" I said grinning as she tried to regain her composure.

"Look! Do you want to stay here or not?" she said through gritted teeth as she followed me around my room.

"No"

"I know you do and you owe me big Kakarott" she said storming out of the room, the horrible dream fresh out of my head.

I grinned as I rested my head on my cold pillow. It was fun messing with Bulma - I knew how to push her buttons just as she knew mine.

I really didn't listen to that last sentence she said to me but it started to haunt me the next morning as I arrived late to school for science and had to sit next to one of her little friends.

"Hi Kakarott!" she said playing with my hair, "How do you get your hair to stay up like that"

"How does all that air fit in your head?" I said lighting my bunsen burner and burning some things on my desk.

"Oh you're so funny" she said snorting and slapping me on my arm. I was quite scared, I never knew anybody could be that dumb.

"So, like, Bulma told us all about how you're coming with us on Saturday and I was like, wow! what a wonderful man. I was really moved because of how like protective you are over your little sister even though the rumors of you know..."

She moved her index finger an inch from her thumb and I saw that everyone in the class was staring at us.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" I yelled to them all as my teacher looked up from his glasses and stared straight at me.

"How many detentions have you gotten this week Mr. Briefs?"

I didn't answer taking the question rhetorically as I looked around for another place to sit but had to endure the girls dribble for a little longer.

"Anyway, oh kami, you like, don't even know my name, I'm like, Marron"

"And how are you and Bulma best friends?" I said continuing to look around the classroom.

"We're not. I just really like Yam-cha and when I heard about Saturday, I sucked up to Bulma for a week. I found out later you were coming as well and got really excited"

I was starting to get worried about this Saturday the girl was talking about and suddenly saw Yamcha, that wanker, and Bulma at the back of the class, his hands sliding under her blouse. With out any hint of self control I jumped up from my seat and stormed to the back of the room. Bulma saw me and pushed Yamcha back as I swung my fist back and punched him in the face.

"What the hell?" Bulma said as she turned around to see Yamcha lying on the floor, blood running down from his lip.

"What the hell is happening on Saturday?" I yelled as Yamcha stood staring at me dis-believingly.

"We're going to the Kiyupai forest" Bulma screamed staring at my face dumb-founded.

"You didn't tell me your brother was coming" Yamcha spat from the floor.

I didn't really want to look at that faggots face anymore so I left and came home and was so bored I did what I've being doing a lot of lately, sitting and writing about my life.

I'm going to go to sleep now.

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.....yUkRiz......