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"Soon.. Very soon.." She muttered, smearing the sweat off her forehead, while clenched to a wrench. This whole time she had been trying to fix her favorite buggy, it seemed the capsule option was glitching like hell with this old model. With one free hand, she swipped the blue hair that went in front of her eyes to see what she was doing.. Carefully looking at all the parts and pieces to when the transforming of an object can pop into a bite-sized capsule.
She was wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts, just to make her job more easy with movement, even though it was quite revealing, she didn't care.
Everything was going to plan, a quiet evening without anyone bothering her. Her parents had a meeting out of town to discuss Capsule Corporation business, and her mom even was nice enough to hire someone to watch her animals instead of leaving Bulma to manage it.
So everything was alright, no distractions. Her heart skipped a beat, as she turned to look at the small sensor robots sitting on the counter... A note was left. She walked over to it... 'Bulma, these robots are for Vegeta if he manages to break the new set I made for him'..
Her eyes darkened as she almost had forgotten, she wasn't completely at ease in her peaceful workspace... There was still one person lingering around she tried to avoid, that arrogant, cocky, hateful, son of a--"WOMAN!.."
As if I que, she dropped her wrench and threw a dirty long rag over the new robots, and placed her hand on her hips, turning her slender body towards the entrance, and waited in annoyance.
Seconds later, the door flew up, as if it were not even touched.. and a certain Saiyan came in, his eyes roaming over her in spite. He was her height, but still intimidating abit.. but that didn't burn out the blue fire that burned into her eyes. "What do you need Vegeta?..." She breathed out taking a step forward, glowering at his rude entrance.
He held in his hand a single intact robot, but it was obviously beaten up bad, "Your father makes shitty equiptment..." He dropped it on the floor, "I'll need new ones, and mabe this one repaired.." He snorted at her, turning his head to look at the wall, instead of her out of pure disrespect.
"I don't have time to work on those damn robots.." She lied, she wasn't going to give him the pleasure of just pulling the rag up and giving him the new ones.. if he was going to bust her father's creations for Vegeta's use only, then he'd have to wait... besides, the only reason why she had her father repair them and make them in the first place is because she wanted little interaction with Vegeta as possible. Ever since she showed him compassion, and had been worried sick about his recovery when the Gravity Chamber exploded 3 months prior, he had been rude, ungreatful... And didn't listen at all to her when she said he should rest.... Then there was a different reason... She would not admit it, but she knew... She saw how hard he worked... How he would come out of that Gravity Chamber without a shirt and tight spandex, how the sun made his perfect chest glisten... The way he smirked when he teased her intentionally. He drove her insane, he was a complete ass.. and yet, the dreams she had about him, and her attraction towards him didn't change at all.. but she had Yamcha... Vegeta was just no good for her, and she told herself that those silly little immature teenage thoughts she had about him were lies and boredom.
He had snapped his head to look back at her, "And you call yourself a scientist?... Hmph." He grunted, and eyed the robot that he had tossed on the floor. He put his hand out and blew it up with one small energy blast, making the room tremble abit... Bulma held onto her buggy she was fixing and hissed "Jerk..." She was in no mood to argue with Vegeta... He would not let her win, and she would not let him win...there was no point after awhile...
She turned her back to him, now completely trying to ignore his presence, working on the front of her machine, stretching upward abit. She didn't even noticed that Vegeta was blushing, as he turned his head alittle to examine what she was wearing... "Indecent...vulgar.. Woman.." He murmured under his breath, walking off towards the kitchen...
"Soon,... very soon.." She murmured once again,... "Soon the androids will come, and Goku will defeat them, and Vegeta will have no reason to stay here anymore.. and he will be out of my hair forever."..
... but that was going to be 2 years or so from now...
She was wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts, just to make her job more easy with movement, even though it was quite revealing, she didn't care.
Everything was going to plan, a quiet evening without anyone bothering her. Her parents had a meeting out of town to discuss Capsule Corporation business, and her mom even was nice enough to hire someone to watch her animals instead of leaving Bulma to manage it.
So everything was alright, no distractions. Her heart skipped a beat, as she turned to look at the small sensor robots sitting on the counter... A note was left. She walked over to it... 'Bulma, these robots are for Vegeta if he manages to break the new set I made for him'..
Her eyes darkened as she almost had forgotten, she wasn't completely at ease in her peaceful workspace... There was still one person lingering around she tried to avoid, that arrogant, cocky, hateful, son of a--"WOMAN!.."
As if I que, she dropped her wrench and threw a dirty long rag over the new robots, and placed her hand on her hips, turning her slender body towards the entrance, and waited in annoyance.
Seconds later, the door flew up, as if it were not even touched.. and a certain Saiyan came in, his eyes roaming over her in spite. He was her height, but still intimidating abit.. but that didn't burn out the blue fire that burned into her eyes. "What do you need Vegeta?..." She breathed out taking a step forward, glowering at his rude entrance.
He held in his hand a single intact robot, but it was obviously beaten up bad, "Your father makes shitty equiptment..." He dropped it on the floor, "I'll need new ones, and mabe this one repaired.." He snorted at her, turning his head to look at the wall, instead of her out of pure disrespect.
"I don't have time to work on those damn robots.." She lied, she wasn't going to give him the pleasure of just pulling the rag up and giving him the new ones.. if he was going to bust her father's creations for Vegeta's use only, then he'd have to wait... besides, the only reason why she had her father repair them and make them in the first place is because she wanted little interaction with Vegeta as possible. Ever since she showed him compassion, and had been worried sick about his recovery when the Gravity Chamber exploded 3 months prior, he had been rude, ungreatful... And didn't listen at all to her when she said he should rest.... Then there was a different reason... She would not admit it, but she knew... She saw how hard he worked... How he would come out of that Gravity Chamber without a shirt and tight spandex, how the sun made his perfect chest glisten... The way he smirked when he teased her intentionally. He drove her insane, he was a complete ass.. and yet, the dreams she had about him, and her attraction towards him didn't change at all.. but she had Yamcha... Vegeta was just no good for her, and she told herself that those silly little immature teenage thoughts she had about him were lies and boredom.
He had snapped his head to look back at her, "And you call yourself a scientist?... Hmph." He grunted, and eyed the robot that he had tossed on the floor. He put his hand out and blew it up with one small energy blast, making the room tremble abit... Bulma held onto her buggy she was fixing and hissed "Jerk..." She was in no mood to argue with Vegeta... He would not let her win, and she would not let him win...there was no point after awhile...
She turned her back to him, now completely trying to ignore his presence, working on the front of her machine, stretching upward abit. She didn't even noticed that Vegeta was blushing, as he turned his head alittle to examine what she was wearing... "Indecent...vulgar.. Woman.." He murmured under his breath, walking off towards the kitchen...
"Soon,... very soon.." She murmured once again,... "Soon the androids will come, and Goku will defeat them, and Vegeta will have no reason to stay here anymore.. and he will be out of my hair forever."..
... but that was going to be 2 years or so from now...
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Another fanfiction I'm working on with Vegeta, and Bulma.
I wanted to mabe do some Toph and Sokka, but I like doing V and B furr shurr. :]
THE THREE YEARS AND AFTER CELL GAMES = LOVE.
V and B - DRAGONBALL Z
There's no lemons here folks.
not yet anyways..
muha... MUAHAHAHA.
I wanted to mabe do some Toph and Sokka, but I like doing V and B furr shurr. :]
THE THREE YEARS AND AFTER CELL GAMES = LOVE.
V and B - DRAGONBALL Z
There's no lemons here folks.
not yet anyways..
muha... MUAHAHAHA.
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"not yet anyways..
muha... MUAHAHAHA."
Yeah a evil author !
muha... MUAHAHAHA."
Yeah a evil author !