Chapter 10

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own DBZ…I don’t own a monkey either…

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“Vegeta, why did you run away back there?” Bulma peered anxiously at the saiyan Prince who had blasted out of the planet Meridians atmosphere as if his life had depended on it. Even now, as they were leaving the solar system and were on there was home he was still nervously glancing about.

“It was that that king!” Vegeta spluttered indignantly.

“What about the king?” Bulma prompted tiredly, sick of Vegeta’s outbursts.

“He was realising pheromones at me!” Vegeta shuddered. “His species…they can release pheromones that not only attract other females but also other males! I think the king realised he couldn’t beat me so he started…” Vegeta reddened. “I would have remained back there to fight but I was afraid I might have done…stuff…with the king.”

Bulma snorted with laughter. “Are you telling me that as you and the king were fighting he was actually doing to you what he did to me?” Vegeta nodded and Bulma laughed harder. “He tried to seduce you!”

Vegeta shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “I never, ever want to feel that way about a man again!”

Bulma laughed harder.

“Woman! Stop that laughter! It wasn’t funny!” Vegeta’s voice rose with his threat.

Bulma laughed even harder, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks, she laughed so hard. She tried to calm down and stand up but her legs gave way and she fell to the floor hooting with laughter. “You…and another…guy….” Bulma’s laughter finally wound down. “I’m sorry…’Geta…”

“Don’t call me ‘Geta.” Vegeta snapped childishly, unhappy with the unfamiliar feelings that were stirring in his stomach.

“It’s just the images I had in my head…” Bulma started laughing again and unsteadily made her way to the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Vegeta glared at the door; even though it was closed he could still here the woman laughing in there. The door opened again, Bulma peeked out the door at Vegeta, pointed her finger at him and laughed harder then disappeared back inside again.

Was she making fun of me? Vegeta wondered, agitatedly standing up, he’d show the woman who the laughable one was!

He strode to the door and opened it; Bulma was sitting on the bed, still laughing. He crossed the room but stopped suddenly when he got close to her…what the hell was he planning on doing with her? He couldn’t beat her up; she’d just whinge at him then and would torture him the rest of the way home.

“Hey, Vegeta?” Bulma had finally stopped laughing. “I have to say that it is impressive that even though you’re still in heat you managed to keep your own mind while you were fighting the King.”

“I’m not in heat.” Vegeta closed his eyes and winced at the expected shriek came form her mouth.

“WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE NOT IN HEAT! YOU SAID YOU WERE!” Bulma’s screams vibrated painfully in Vegeta’s ears.

“I lied.” Vegeta said calmly, slowly backing for the door. Damn, he shouldn’t have admitted the truth to her.

“WHY THE HELL DID YOU LIE TO ME?” Bulma’s eyes suddenly rounded. “You…you lied to get me into bed again didn’t you?”

“Well…yes.” Vegeta winced as Bulma shrieked again. “JUST SHUP UP, WOMAN!” He roared at her, determined to forestall another one of her painful screeches.

Bulma closed her mouth and sulkily looked up at him. “Fine, make your excuse.”

“I won’t lie to you Bulma, I did was trying to get you into bed, but I had a good reason! It was just that…” Vegeta hesitated and then continued. “I was lonely and I thought that if I convinced you to sleep with me for a week it might make things easier…” Vegeta, realising that telling the truth wasn’t getting him anywhere switched back to lying again. “Lucas made me! I swear it’s true! It was that damned incredibly good looking elf!”

Bulma looked unimpressed. “That’s the best you could come up with? I was at least expecting a realistic lie!”

“Like what?” Vegeta stopped mid rant and sat next to her on the bed. “What kind of excuse had you bought?”

“Well, you could have blamed it on your concussion, or you could have said that you were very, very lonely and you needed to be close to me but didn’t think that if you admitted that to me I would let you close so you felt you had to lie.” Bulma took a deep breath. “There are countless excuses I would have bought, but instead you chose to tell the truth and then to tell a completely stupid lie that I wouldn’t buy even if I had the money to buy it with.”

Vegeta blinked, the woman wasn’t making sense.

Bulma sighed. “You know Vegeta; if you weren’t such a sadistic, lying, cheating, weaselling, dishonest bastard I’d probably like you.” Bulma flopped back against the bed. “But you are what you are.” There was a note of sadness in her voice that made Vegeta’s stomach twist again.

Vegeta nodded. “Yeah, I am a low life aren’t I?” he watched the woman, sensing that she needed to talk and also sensing that if she talked she’d get emotional and he might get his chance to seduce her back into bed again. “You know, you’ve mentioned a few times now that your weakling boyfriend, Yamcha, did something that hurt you.” Vegeta gave Bulma the opening she needed to let out one of the darkest secrets she was privy to.

“Have I?” Bulma closed her eyes, then opened them – her big baby blues shimmering with tears. “He…he…oh God, Vegeta! He did something totally unforgivable!”

“He cheated on you?” Vegeta guessed, knowing full well that Yamcha had cheated on Bulma several times since he had moved into capsule corporation. The pathetic excuse for a man was too stupid to realise that Vegeta could smell other women on him.

“Of course he did! But that’s not what he did that really upset me.” Bulma took a deep breath. “I went over Yamcha’s house to surprise him on his birthday…but apparently his other lover had as well.”

“You…walked in on them?” Vegeta inwardly cringed knowing how traumatic that must have been to Bulma.

“Yes!” Bulma burst into tears. “It was so horrible! Yamcha and…. Tien!” Bulma gasped out Yamcha’s lovers name as though it was acid on her tongue.

“Yamcha and Tien…TIEN?” Vegeta spluttered and balked. “He’s gay?”

“No, Yamcha isn’t gay.” Bulma sniffed. “He’s just…” A few more tears squeezed themselves out of her eyes. “He…well, to quote from Yamcha, ‘plays for both teams.’ In other words he likes both girls and guys!” Bulma moaned. “But the worst part was that Yamcha and Tien invited me to join them! It was…was…”

“Sickening?” Vegeta slotted in gently.

“Yes! It was like some bad line from a bad porn movie.”

Vegeta nodded sympathetically. He’d watched many bad porn movies since coming to Earth.

(A/N - Hey you didn’t think Vegeta trained all tthe time did you? ^-^)

Bulma sniffed some more. “He wasn’t even apologetic about it; he acted like it was my fault for not understanding him! He started going on about how much he loved me and didn’t want to lose me, and when I told him that if he had really loved me he wouldn’t haven cheated on me, he…he got mad and…”

Vegeta felt himself stiffen. “He did what to you?” Had the weakling hit Bulma? Had he dared lay a hand on the fragile female who Vegeta was lusting after despite himself?

“He threw me out of his apartment and told me that he had thought I’d understand! He said that if I couldn’t accept his love for Tien then I couldn’t be apart of his life anymore.” Bulma sniffed again. “It was horribly embarrassing.”

Vegeta let out a sigh of relief, for a moment he really had thought that Yamcha had hit her or done something worse to the woman. Vegeta looked down at Bulma’s tearstained face and inwardly smirked, now was his chance. The woman was emotionally vulnerable!

“You know, Bulma.” Vegeta weaselled softly. “I’d never cheat on you.” He looked down at her with as blank a face as he could muster. “If you give me, us, a chance you might find that we work well together.”

“Vegeta…” Bulma trailed off and sat up. “Are you asking me to embark on a sexual affair with you that can, and will, most likely have a devastating effect on both of us emotionally?”

“Well, yes.” Vegeta grinned. “I mean, it would be a purely physical relationship, but I wouldn’t desert you for Tien.” Vegeta shuddered at the very thought.

“Of course.’ Bulma repeated slowly, letting the possibilities sweep through her mind. An affair with the arrogant saiyan prince…it certainly would be interesting.

“You have already slept with me once remember….hey! Wait a moment!” Vegeta’s eyes widened and he looked down at Bulma a slightly sleazy grin forming on his face. “Tell me woman, why did you sleep with me?”

“Well…I…err…” Bulma hesitated then grinned. “Lucas made me do it…” Vegeta frowned at her, not understanding Bulma’s warped sense of humour. “Okay, okay, I was scared for my life…oh wait I slept with you after the count had died, didn’t I?” Bulma blushed.

“Well, I’m waiting? What’s your excuse?” Vegeta impatiently crossed his legs.

“I was…umm…suffering from post stress disorder, yeah, I slept with you while I was in a state of…umm…madness…”

“Now look who’s telling lies.” Vegeta grinned and leaned closer, lowering his voice a sexy growl. “Do you think I’m sexy woman? Does you little heart go bumpity-bump when I get close to you?” He moved closer and rubbed his face against hers. “Do I make you tremble with excitement?”

Bulma swallowed hard and realised that somewhere along the line she had fallen for Vegeta. She didn’t love him or anything quite as drastic as that, but there was something in her that squirmed around and made her stomach feel like it was full of butterflies when Vegeta was close to her.

“Vegeta…” Bulma lent up close and kissed the corner of his mouth; she took his head in her hands and brought it down so she could more firmly kiss him on the mouth, not a passionate free for all kiss, but a sweet almost innocent sort of kiss. The kind of kiss that the boy next door gives you when you’re playing ‘mommies and daddies’ as ten years olds.

Vegeta seemed a little shocked, but then slowly and carefully he began to kiss her back, never changing the pace of the kiss, seemingly content to just sit there and hold Bulma while their gently kiss stretched on and on.

“Vegeta…” Bulma moaned again and pulled an inch back so she could focus on his obsidian eyes. “If I do get involved with you, will you promise me, nay, swear to me on your life that you won’t cheat on me, or hurt me?”

Vegeta looked back at her with an unwavering gaze. “Woman, as long as you’re my devoted servant I’ll be yours in return, and I’ll never break your heart.”

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A/N – I would just like to state that I have nothing against bisexuals or homosexual – many of my friends re bi or gay. Whatever makes you happy people! I’m all for happiness!