Chapter
4
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“Bitch!” Vegeta muttered as he finished taping some gauze over
the red lump on his forehead. He glared in the bathroom mirror at Bulma who was
kneeling on the floor picking up piece of what had once been her TV set.
“Bastard!” Bulma muttered right back as she stared, stricken, at
the remains of her favourite possession.
Needless to say, when Vegeta had picked himself up off the
shower floor he hadn’t been a happy camper.
The TV had been the first thing he’s destroyed in his rage.
Barney and Friends had followed soon after and fragments of the black tape were
littered over Bulma’s bed.
Of course Vegeta knew that it didn’t matter that the tape had been destroyed, the woman had been only too glad to demonstrate that she knew the entire tape off by heart by singing at him at the top of her lungs for an entire two hours.
It seemed that Barney would live on in spirit.
“Did you have to destroy
the TV?” Bulma stood up suddenly and glared at him with teary eyes. “Wasn’t
murdering Barney enough? You had to go ands ruin my TV as well?”
“What would you have used it for woman? We have no other
movies.” Vegeta turned around to glare right back at her…well at her breasts anyway.
“I might have found some more videos later!” Bulma defended
herself shrilly. “Or I might have been able to pick up some radio or TV
rays…you never know!” She stalked forward and poked Vegeta hard in the chest.
“You know, I’m getting just a tiny bit sick of you attitude lately. First of
all you try to seduce me, then you go crazy and start seeing incredibly good
looking elves and then to top it all off you go rank kill both Barney and my
TV!”
“I have an attitude problem? You’re the one who played that
video over and over even though you knew I hated it, you’re the one that gave
me this lump on my head and you’re the one that won’t let me seduce you! I’m
trying to keep myself under control woman but it’s getting harder!” Vegeta
broke off and growled.
Bulma bit her lip and looked him, suddenly serious. “Now, when
you say, ‘it’s getting harder…’” Vegeta gave a frustrated howl and let the
room, Bulma laughed after him and followed close behind. “Come on, can’t you
take a joke?”
“No! I have no sense of humour!”
“Sure you do, everyone does.”
“No me, I came sense of humour free - guaranteed.”
“I’ve seen you laugh…maliciously maybe, but it was laughter all
the same.” Bulma quickly moved in front of him. “Can you honestly say that
you’ve never found anything funny?”
“Well…” Vegeta looked thoughtful, then his face darkened again.
“No! Nothing has been funny. Maybe I might seem to have a sense of humour but I
don’t!”
“Okay, Vegeta, whatever you say.” Bulma looked at the floor.
“You know, you could at least try to get on with me while we’re stuck here.”
“Woman…” Vegeta seemed about to say something but instead her
shook his head. “Never mind. I’m going to train now, so…”
“NO! You are not going to train in this ship! What happens if
you blow a hole in it and we die, huh?” Bulma had suddenly perked up again, albeit
angrily. “I FORBID IT!”
“Well, can I at least put the gravity machine on…”
“NO!” The blue haired harpy interrupted rudely. “Do you have any
idea what would happen to me if you put that on?” Bulma poked Vegeta in the
chest again. “If you put it on you’ll kill me…”
“No it won’t! I can remember you saying that the gravity machine
would only affect the main room, not the bedroom.” He narrowed his eyes. “Why
don’t you want it on?” Vegeta moved up close and grabbed Bulma’s finger, which
had still been poking into her chest.
“Because I don’t want you getting carried away and blasting the
two of us to hell! And I don’t want to come wandering out here in the middle of
the night only to be squished by gravity! Please leave it off.”
Vegeta gazed down into her wide and desperate eyes, he felt his
stomach tighten with need and everything seemed to slow down around him until
he was aware of nothing but the woman staring up at him with those blue, blue
eyes. He could imagine her under him on that bed, her hands tracing his chest
as he slowly…
“DON’T GIVE ME THAT LOOK!” Vegeta blinked again to find Bulma
glaring at him again; she slapped him and pulled away. “Don’t give me that look
ever again Vegeta! Or I’ll sing!”
“I’m sorry…it’s this damned heat I’m in, if I could stop feeling
this way I would, but it’s getting worse.” Vegeta sighed. “You should go back
to your room, you know in case I get carried away again.”
“Yeah…I might do that, I’m not scared of you…I just have to
finish cleaning up the TV.” Bulma bolted to room, peered at him from the doorway
then slammed the door shut and locked it.
Vegeta raised his head and slowly a Grinch like smile spread
over his features. He lightly padded over to her door and as soundlessly as he
could he began to melt the door lock, effectively locking Bulma in. His grin
widened anymore as he turned back around and walked up to the gravity machine, running
a hand over the console. “Computer, 100 times Earth’s gravity.”
“One hundred times Earth’s
Gravity commencing.”
“Stupid woman.” Vegeta marvelled at his own brilliance as he
felt the GM start up, as if he’d lose control and throw himself at the woman,
he’d just wanted to get her in the bedroom so he could lock it, and it had
worked. But then he was a genius at scams and plots, Bulma hadn’t had a chance!
Vegeta dropped to the floor and began to do push ups, working
out all his frustrations in a sweaty work out that would have killed a lesser
man…or saiyan!
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Bulma’s eyes widened when she heard the tell tale hum of the GM
starting up, she hurried to the door and tried to unlock it, but the handle on
the door wouldn’t turn, let alone unlock. Bulma leant down and looked at
handle, she couldn’t see anything wrong but she could smell the smell of melted
metal.
“That lying bastard!” Bulma muttered angrily as she stood up
straight again and rapped on the door. “Vegeta! Let me out right this minute!
I’m not joking around! If you don’t let me out I’ll…I’ll…I’ll find some way to
make you regret this!”
“Really woman? What are you going to do? You don’t have you
video anymore, and you can’t sing forever! I think you’ll just have to sit back
and wait for me to finish!” Vegeta laughed.
“I’ll show him, I’ll show him.” Bulma clenched her fists
and walked to the cupboard where she pulled out the toolbox she had with her,
then she walked across the a steel grating in the floor and pulled it up,
inside where hundreds of tiny circuit boards, Bulma reached inside and pulled
one out, she looked it over then put it back and pulled another one out until
she found the one she wanted, she giggled quietly as she pulled out a pair of
tiny snake head pliers and an even small screwdriver and began to undo a small
black panel on the circuit board, the panel came off, under it a small label
was stuck which read; GM
GRAV CTRL
“Let’s see how Mr. Prince of all saiyans likes it when I break
his favourite toy…” Bulma held up the snake heard pliers and was about the
twist the tiny wires and cogs in there to pieces when a thought struck her.
She wouldn’t break it just yet, she’d play with Vegeta for a
little while, make him regret locking her away in here while he trained!
Bulma gingerly began to turn one of the tiny cogs until the digital numbers, which had been set at 100G, went up to 150G. She giggled and began to screw with the gravity, sometime taking it down to 10G before moving it up to 250G and so on.
“You’re going to regret breaking my lock Vegeta!” Bulma hissed
angrily as she twisted the cog right around to 300G…
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Vegeta fell to the floor with a thump as the GM raised the
gravity to 300G. “Stupid machine what’s wrong with you!” Vegeta tried to stand
but he could even lift a finger.
“Five times Earth’s gravity commencing.”
The computer lowered the gravity again and Vegeta slumped to the
floor, he’d barely been able to breath in 300G…what the heck was wrong with the
machine? Vegeta stood up and made his way to the control, he saw the numbers
flash up to 200G again and groaned as the weight increased…
“Two hundred times Earth’s gravity commencing.”
Vegeta managed to stand under the force of the gravity and
forced himself to lift his arm and more his hand towards the button, his arm
muscles bulged under the effort, sweat streamed down his body as the unfamiliar
weight became almost unbearable, finally Vegeta’s hand reached the button and
he was able to push the stop button.
The GM powered down and Vegeta slumped to the floor, breathing
hard, his eyes made their way to the woman’s door. She’d done that, somehow
she’s found a way to mess with the controls, well he’s how her! Vegeta stood up
and put the gravity down to two times Earth’s gravity, then he made his way to
the woman’s door and kicked the door down, the woman was inside with a pair of
pliers in her hand and a circuit board in the other.
“Oh oh…” She looked up and saw him, her eyes widening as Vegeta
strode towards her, picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder before he
carried her back out to the main room, he dumped her on the ground then re-started
the gravity machine at two times Earths gravity.
Bulma groaned and tried to move before lying back down,
“Vegeta…please…I can barely…breathe…”
“Well woman, now you know how I felt when you put the gravity up
to Three Hundred G’s, not very nice is it?”
“Sorry…please…let me up!” Bulma closed her eyes and concentrated
on forcing herself to breath.
“I will, after you promise not to pull any stunts like that
again.” Vegeta stared down at her, feeling an incredibly rush of power as Bulma
writhed on the floor in front of him.
“Okay…I promise.” She gasped, desperately trying to breathe properly.
“And you have to let me train once a day.” Vegeta crouched down
near Bulma and stroked her hair.
“But…”
“Promise.”
“Okay…you can train. Please turn it off! Please!” Bulma opened
her eyes and was surprised to find Vegeta’s face so close to her own. For a
second she assumed that Vegeta was going to take her here on the floor, then he
pulled back slightly and smirked at her.
“One more thing, you have to let me mate with you soon woman…I…I
really am finding it hard to be so close to you and not get to have you.”
Bulma was silent, would he force her is she said no? Well she
was gong to find out. “I will not promise you that…I don’t want to get hurt
after what Yamcha did…but I’ll try to be nicer to you…please…let me up.”
Vegeta stood up and turned the gravity machine off, Bulma sighed
and breathed hard, as if she’d been running a race.
She stumbled to her feet and looked at Vegeta. “I am sorry.” She
hurried away back to the bedroom.
Vegeta watched her go then pulled out a small pad of paper and
made a tick. “Bulma two and Vegeta one…yeah, I’m catching her!”
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