Chapter 11
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own DBZ or a monkey, and I don’t own the quotes that I stole from Dusk till Dawn or Liar Liar either.
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are back again)
Bulma felt her eyes mist up. “That so sweet!” She gushed.
“Nobody’s ever said anything so romantic, so sensitive so…so…so loving to me
before!” She barely restrained herself from throwing her arms around Vegeta’s
neck.
Vegeta spluttered and pulled away from Bulma and began to pace
the floor.
Sweet?
Romantic?
Sensitive?
Loving?
“Woman, I’m not anything of those things! It may have sounded sweet and maybe even a little romantic but it wasn’t sensitive and it definitely wasn’t loving in the least!” Vegeta came to a stop in front of Bulma and looked at her earnestly. “Don’t go putting labels on what I want to have with you. I don’t want to marry you or have children with you or anything like that. I just want to have a nice long sexual affair.”
“Okay, okay…I wasn’t actually calling you anything of those
things, it was just the way you said it. It sounded so un-Vegeta like.” Bulma
stood up to and glared at Vegeta, angry that he had responded so coldly. “You
know, I don’t know what I was thinking by even considering having some sort of
affair with you! You’re rude, arrogant and you always spoil moments by opening
your big mouth!”
“Bulma I…” Vegeta, seeing his chance at getting Bulma into bed slipping
away scrambled for an excuse to make her stay with him. “…I was just…” Vegeta
eyes widened as an idea hit him. “I was just afraid that you would mistake what
I was saying and get hurt. I’m not saying I don’t care for you, I mean I’ve
saved your life several times, I’m just saying that I don’t love you and I
didn’t want you going and falling for me when the feelings weren’t going to be
reciprocated.”
Bulma stared at him for a heartbeat. “You made that up then did
you.”
Vegeta stared at Bulma and opened his mouth to deny it. “Yes.”
“You just want to con me into bed again don’t you?”
Once again Vegeta tried to deny it. “Yes.”
“Well forget you then! You’ll just have to get better acquainted
with Mr. Hand!” Bulma turned and strode angrily from the room. Vegeta watched
her go, the minute the door shut he had a little spas attack on the floor,
silently cursing himself. Why couldn’t he lie? What had happened? Vegeta looked
at the bed cover; it was a dark red colour.
“The bed spread is coloured…bllll…red! NO! No no no no! It’s not
red it’s...b…b…. blllllllluuuuuured!” Vegeta stared at his reflection in the
mirror over the bed. “You can’t lie! I mean I can’t lie!” Vegeta
screamed in frustration and began punching the bed in front of him.
~*~
Bulma raised an eyebrow at the bedroom door as she heard Vegeta
shout something about the bed-spread being red, then she heard several thumps
and crashes that cold only mean Vegeta was trashing the room. He sounded angry for
some reason…not that that was unusual for Vegeta, but he usually only got
cranky around mealtimes.
“Warning. Warning. A
Space Anomaly Has Been Detected.”
The computers voice boomed over the intercom, unlike Bulma’s
ship this one had a male voice with a slight accent.
“Computer, what is the anomaly?” Bulma sat down in the pilot’s
chair and began pressing buttons that would bring up the viewing screen.
“The Anomaly Is A Field
Of Highly Charged Energy That Could Possibly Create Problems With The Humanoid
Cerebrum.”
“What does that mean in lay-man terms?” Bulma shouted,
frustrated, at the foreign computer. The computer was silent for several
seconds.
“The Field Of Energy
Surrounding The Unknown Anomaly Could Cause Some Interference In the Brain.”
“Oh…err…thanks computer.” Bulma replotted their course to steer
around the anomaly then paused and brought the computer back on line. “What
kinds of interference might it cause?” Bulma decided that whatever this anomaly
was doing it probably wasn’t going to be nice.
“It Is Possible That It
Might Cause Speech Problems, Some Motor Control Loss and It Might Affect The
Area Of The Brain Responsible For Lying.”
Bulma raised her eyebrow again, a gesture she was doing more and
more lately. “You mean to tell me that this energy might cause Vegeta and I to
lose our ability to talk, move and lie?”
“That Is Correct, But The
Effects Would Not Last For Long, Perhaps A Few Hours to a Week.”
“Oh man…oh shit.” Bulma looked horrified as she shut the
computer down, her mind full of horribly images of her not being able to yell
at Vegeta, or not being able to get away from Vegeta when he pissed her off, or
worse yet, not being able to lie to him!
At that moment Vegeta opened the door and walked out casually,
Bulma caught only a glimpse of the wrecked room he came out of before he shut
the door behind himself and cleared his throat. “I heard the computer, what’s
up?”
Bulma narrowed her eyes, he was acting suspicious again. “We
crossed paths with some kind of energy that could possibly take away out ability
to speak, more and lie. Has anything strange been happening to you?” She arched
her eyebrow questioningly at the prince.
“Nnnnn…yes!” Vegeta looked pained, in fact Bulma could have
sworn that he looked almost ready to cry.
“What?” She questioned him further.
Vegeta looked shifty for a second. “What, what?”
“What been happening to you?”
“Noooottthiiii…I can’t lie!” Vegeta collapsed on the ground.
“Oh, I can’t lie!” He wailed.
“Really?” Bulma perked up then hesitated, maybe she couldn’t lie
either then. “Vegeta is wearing a shirt that is pink.” Bulma looked at Vegeta
forest green shirt and shrugged. “I can still lie.”
“It isn’t fair! Why am I affected and your not? Oh this is
horrible!” Vegeta looked on the verge of tears as he suddenly began to answer
his own rhetorical question. “It’s only just! It’s the world having a laugh on
me for once because I’m a bad, bad man!”
“Hey Vegeta?” Bulma came and sat down next to him. “Do you
really like me?”
“Yes.” Vegeta looked miserable knowing that Bulma could ask him
anything and he had to answer.
“Do you find me really sexy?”
“Yes.”
“How sexy?”
“You’re sexier then any living creature I’ve ever seen, you’re
so sexy that being in the same room with you is a turn on.” Vegeta looked even
closer to tears; his eyes begged her not to ask anything else. But Bulma wasn’t
deterred.
“Why did you tell the king I was your mate back on planet
“Because I was jealous of the way you acted around him, and I
didn’t want you to go off with him and forget about me.” Vegeta looked angry
now. “In fact I could have killed him for looking at you like that!”
“Wow.” Bulma flopped onto the floor next to Vegeta. “That’s
really nice to know.”
Vegeta mumbled something under his breath.
“So tell me Vegeta, do you…” She hesitated. “Do you love me?”
Bulma held her breath and waited for his answer.
Vegeta had both hands over his mouth, his face was turning
slightly red and the vein in his forehead which popped out when he was angry
was popping out, Bulma watched with interest as he fought not to tell her the
answer, “I… I…I…I’m not telling you!” Vegeta blinked, he hadn’t told her! “I am
wearing a pink shirt! Ha ha! I can lie again! It’s over!” Vegeta laughed with
glee. “Oh thank God.”
Bulma watched him and tried to open her mouth the say
something…but she couldn’t move! Or speak! Oh Shit, Bulma thought as
Vegeta looked down at her and smirked.
“As for you woman…”
~*~
Vegeta put Bulma down on the bed. “I hope this isn’t going to be
permanent.” Bulma tried to tell him it would wear off but she still couldn’t
move or talk. “Then again, this could be fun.” Vegeta lent down over her. “I
mean, I have you here on a bed, and you can’t move…”
He wouldn’t! Bulma wished she could widen her eyes and looked panicked.
Vegeta lent down and gently kissed her neck; he drew in her
scent and licked along her jaw. “You smell nice…and you taste nice…have I ever
told you that? Oh, probably not, it’s hard to get an word in edgewise while
your around with that mouth of yours.” Vegeta’s eye gazed out her mouth. “Such
a pretty mouth, it’s amazing that it looks so good considering how much it gets
used.”
Bulma wished she could ask him what he meant…did he mean that in
a derogatory sexual way or did he mean she talked a lot?
This was not fair.
Vegeta meanwhile was kissing her gently on the lips; his hand
had slipped down to her waist. “Don’t worry woman.” He sat up again. “I’m not
going to do anything to you. I might be bastard, but I’m not a fucking
bastard.”
Bulma would have liked to argue that point but she still
couldn’t move.
Vegeta lay down net to her and snuggled up close, pulling his head
on her chest. “Only one bed, and since you can’t yell at me to make me leave I
guess I’ll just stay in here with you tonight.” He hugged her closer to him.
“I’m so sleepy.” Vegeta yawned, and pulled the covers up over the two of them.
“Get better by morning woman; I don’t want to be stuck on this space ship with out
having somebody to argue with.” Within a few moments Vegeta was asleep, Bulma
wasn’t far behind him, drifting off into snooze land herself a few moments
after him.
~*~
When Bulma woke in the morning she and Vegeta were tangled
together like two puppies. She made a fist with one hand and breathed a sigh of
relief to be able to move again. The she closed her eyes and snuggled up to
Vegeta warm body again, content to share her bed with her Prince.
Vegeta, smirked in his sleep and pulled Bulma closer, had Bulma
still been awake she would had been amazed to hear what came out of him mouth
as he snuggled down again her.
“Love you too, Bulma.”
~*~