Chapter 7

Bulma has taken Vegeta to a beautiful meadow. She was sitting on the grass and picking flowers

while Vegeta was leaning on a tree with his arms crossed. "I don’t see why you brought me here.

We could have ran away, but no, we’re right here wasting time to look at the scenery," Vegeta

spat out.

"Vegeta for the last time, I’m not running away with you."

The Saiyan Prince humphed to himself and looked at the cloudy sky. He sighed to himself heavily

and sat down. Bulma got up and walked over to him. "What’s wrong? You’ve been pretty quiet

this morning."

"It’s nothing... nothing that concerns you."

"Fine, be that way. Look, I have something for you," Bulma smiled and handed him a flower, a

Red Poppy. Vegeta stared at the funny looking flower and putted it on Bulma’s ear. "Hey, it’s

suppose to be yours, not mine."

"What do you expect me to do with it?"

"Nothing, I just wanted you to have it..."

"Looking at this plain of flowers and grasses is boring, let’s do something else."

"Like what?"

"Why won’t you climb on my back and find out." Vegeta kneeled down and Bulma got on his

back. She wrapped his neck with her arms and her legs wrapped his waist as he got up so she

won’t fall off.

"What are we going to do?"

"You’ll find out soon enough."

"What do you mea... eeeeeeeeeeee," Bulma shrieked as Vegeta flew up high in the sky at an

amazing speed. "Wheee, this is kind of fun," she squealed as she could feel the wind blowing

through her blue hair.

"The fun is just starting," Vegeta chuckled as they began to descend at an incredible rate.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Bulma screamed as if she was riding a roller coaster. "Vegeta we’re going

to hit the ground!" she panicked as they were just a few feet from the Earth. Vegeta flew

upwards again before they could crash on the ground. "Stupid jerk! You almost gave me a heart

attack," she panted and tightened her grip as they began to zigzag across the sky.

After their "ride" was over, Vegeta and Bulma headed back to Jean’s house. They were at the

back, the lake. Bulma was swimming in it while Vegeta was just standing at the shore with his

arms crossed. "Look at her, she looks even more beautiful than ever. Her hair shines like pearls

under the sun when it’s wet like that. I..." Vegeta told himself while watching Bulma swim

around the lake but his thoughts were interrupted as she called to him.

"Hey Vegeta, why won’t you swim with me?"

"I’m not going to swim in there and waste time."

"Well, you’re just standing there and that’s a waste of time."

"I’m not just standing, I’m meditating as well."

"Fine, whatever," Bulma snorted and dove down the lake.

Vegeta humphed to himself and turned around. He jumped to a tree and rested on a branch. "I

hope this day would never end and I hope the day she marries that human never comes, humphed,

it won’t. I’ll kill that human the moment I see him," he thought and laughed. He then turned

back to the lake to see if Bulma has surfaced after laughing at his evil thoughts. "Huh? She

hasn’t surfaced yet." Vegeta jumped down from the tree and ran to the shore. "Hey, are you all

right?!" he called out but there was no answer. "If this is one of your tricks, you can forget about

it, I’m not falling for it." Again, there was no response. "Bulma?! Bulma!! Bulma!!!" he yelled,

his voice echoing throughout the country. "Stupid woman," he grumbled as he swam to the

middle of the lake. Fear struck his heart as there was still no sign of Bulma. He was going to

dive underwater but all of sudden, Bulma surfaced behind him and started splashing at him.

"Gotcha!" she giggled.

"How dare you trick me like that!!!"

"Sorry, it was just the only way to get you in the water." Vegeta glared at her and started to walk

back to the shore. Bulma went after him and stopped him. "Please don’t go. I know I played

with your feelings, getting you all worried, but I just wanted you to swim with me so please don’t

go back."

Vegeta putted that smirk on his face and started splashing water at Bulma. "Gotcha," he

chuckled.

"Hey, no fair!" she pouted and splashed back. The two splashed water at each other for a few

minutes and then started swimming around the lake.

***

Dusk soon came and the two went back inside. "Grandma! Grandma!" Bulma called out from

the kitchen but there was no reply.

"Hey look at this," Vegeta said, pointing at a piece of paper on the fridge.

"It’s a note from grandma." Bulma read the piece of paper and it said that Jean went to the

market to buy some supplies like food. "I guess I’ll have to cook supper."

"You don’t have to, I’m not hungry."

"Me too, I’m tired. I’m going to take a shower and go to sleep. You can sleep now too, you

don’t have to wait for me." Bulma then ran upstairs to the bathroom.

"Shower eh?" Vegeta smirked to himself and went upstairs. He headed to the bathroom and he

could hear Bulma humming to herself. He opened the glass door to the shower and found Bulma

all... uh... um... exposed?

"Vegeta!" she gasped.

"Mind if I join in?" Vegeta grinned devilishly.

"Come in," Bulma purred.

Vegeta took off his clothing and threw it across the bathroom. He then joined Bulma and she

turned the shower on. Warm, steamy water began to patter down on them. Bulma gasped as

Vegeta nuzzled her neck. His hands travelled down to her breasts and began to massage them, his

thumbs stimulating her hardening nipples. Bulma’s arms snaked up from her hips to caress his

muscular chest, his abdominal muscles, and his hardening manhood. Vegeta groaned to her neck

as a response from her caress. She gave out a soft moan as he brought his lips to her breasts,

suckling on them.

Vegeta pressed Bulma against the wall as he left her breasts and began to penetrate her slowly.

The two moaned at each other as he began to thrust slowly. Vegeta slid in and out of her

effortlessly and her moans were music to his ears, which aroused him further. Bulma rubbed his

back, telling him to thrust faster and harder. She screamed from pleasure as he carried out her

wish. Vegeta could feel her inner walls squeeze his throbbing manhood and with that, he threw

his head back.

Their moans and gasps rose as they began to reach their climaxes. Vegeta gave her a few more

hard and deep thrusts and left her. The two leaned against each other, both trembling and gasping

for air. "You’ve done much better this time," Bulma managed to say between pants.

"What do you mean by "much better?" Do you want another round?"

"No, let’s go to sleep."

"Fine." Bulma opened the glass door and reached for her nightgown on the counter and putted it

on. Vegeta putted his pants back on but left his shirt where it was. Bulma tried to get to the door

but slipped half-way before she could reach it for she was still trembling from their "session."

Luckily, Vegeta caught her and scooped her up.

Bulma wrapped his neck with her arms and whispered thanks to his ear. Vegeta carried her all the

way to her room and putted her down beside the bed. Vegeta lay on the bed first and Bulma

climb on top of him. She whispered good night and kissed him lightly on the lips and then turned

the lamp off. She rested her head on his muscular chest and fell asleep. Her head rose and fell as

his chest did. "I hope this night would never end," Vegeta thought to himself and pulled Bulma