Damnit damnit damnit! I did it again! I screwed up on the last chapter! Maybe you didn't see it (and I hope you didn't) but I'll TRY not to do it again in this one.
Chapter 7
Vegeta quietly got up off the bed and got dressed. Even though it was pitch black in the room, he managed to find his way to his fighting gear on the floor. He was putting on his spandex and was looking for his gloves, but he couldn't remember what he did with them. "Oh well. I live here so it shouldn't be a big deal." He thought. He took a glance over his shoulder back at Bulma's sleeping figure. He couldn't help but return to her once more before he left. He sat down next to her on the bed and admired her face for what seemed to be an eternity. "How can so beautiful creature possibly exist?" he asked himself as he pushed a few strands of her hair from her face. She stirred a little and Vegeta decided that he'd better go before she woke up. He gave her a small kiss on her cheek, got up, and walked toward the door. As he slowly creaked it open, he looked back at her, gave a small smile, and left.
Bulma's closed eyes squinted with the glare from the sun that shone in through her window. After a few minutes of attempted return to sleep, she conceded. Her eyes slowly opened and she began a long stretch of her arms to get herself ready for the day. But when she noticed that she was naked and that Vegeta wasn't next to her, she was instantly awakened. "No….he couldn't have….." she mumbled. She refused to believe that Vegeta had left her after what they'd experienced last night. He had made her so happy to be alive and she just couldn't imagine life without him. She quickly hopped out of bed and threw on some clothes and dashed out her door.
When she was coming down the stairs, she slipped in her rush to get downstairs and nearly toppled down the stairs if it hadn't been for one of her hands on the railing. Her mother was in the kitchen preparing a large meal (of Saiyan proportions). "Mom! Where's Vegeta!?" Bulma asked hurriedly. She prayed that her mother wouldn't say that she hadn't seen him that morning. "Mmmm, I'm not quite sure I should tell you where he is." Her mother answered slyly. "Mom! Tell me where he is!" Bulma was on the brink of grabbing her mother and shaking her until she answered. "Why do you need to know where he is anyway? I thought you hated him…." She said, again in a mocking tone. She returned to her cooking of 12 eggs and began to hum to herself. Bulma just stood there, not knowing what to say in return to her mother's statements. She thought for a few seconds and answered, "Um…I DO hate him, it's just that…..uh….um…..I need to make him his breakfast." She answered quickly. "Well, that's alright dear, I'm making it for him." Bulma breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thank Kami he didn't leave." She thought. "But one strange thing DID occur to me when I found……these." With that, Mrs. Briefs pulled out from a cabinet above the stove, Vegeta's fighting gloves. Bulma's jaw dropped and her heart skipped a beat. "And what's more is that I found the refrigerator door wide open when I got home…." Bulma's legs began to shake with anxiety. "Um…..uh…..Mom, I found his gloves t-there w-when I….was making him his d-dinner." She said stuttering again. "But I didn't find any dirty dishes when I got home…." Mrs. Briefs said. "That's because she washed them and put them away." A low voice rumbled. Vegeta came into the kitchen and grabbed his gloves from Mrs. Briefs hand. "I was looking for those." He said as he put the gloves on his hands. He turned his back to Mrs. Briefs to put on his gloves. He quickly gave Bulma a smirk and Bulma's face broke into a smile. After he'd put his gloves, the smirk dissolved back into his frowning face and he turned around to a startled Mrs. Briefs. "And for your information, the fridge door was open because she forgot to close it after putting back the blue pitcher." With this, he pushed his way past Mrs. Briefs and went into a hallway leading to the gravity chamber. "Exactly Mom." A reassured Bulma said. "It's exactly as he said it. So stop thinking that I'd have anything to do with that idiot." Bulma also pushed her way past her mother and followed after Vegeta. Mrs. Briefs just stood still, and thought for awhile. "Well, they certainly look after each other….but I have photographic evidence and there's nothing they can say to beat that. But it's so wonderful that my Bulma has got somebody special in her life at last!" Mrs. Briefs returned to her humming and began putting the finishing touches on Vegeta's breakfast.
As Bulma entered the hallway, she was grabbed from behind and pressed against the wall and was assaulted by Vegeta's eager lips. She made no attempt to resist and threw her arms around his neck and accepted his kiss. After their passionate moment ended, her arms still around his neck, she said, "Thanks so much Vegeta. We nearly got found out on that one." "You are so helpless and susceptible without me looking after you." He said smirking. "Woman, you will never be able to go on without me." Bulma hugged him close. "You have no idea how true that is." She said quietly. After holding her for a moment, Vegeta cleared his throat and shouted, "Woman! Get out of here! I want to train, so go help your mother with my breakfast and don't come back until it's finished!" Bulma quietly giggled. "Your turn." Vegeta whispered with a smirk. Bulma cleared her throat as well. "I hate you Vegeta! I hope you break your friggin' neck!" Vegeta brushed her cheek with his gloved hand and gave her a quick kiss. He broke off and went towards the gravity chamber. Bulma gave him a wink and went back into the kitchen.
Vegeta trained the whole morning and Bulma and her mother worked tirelessly on his breakfast. "Vegeta! Come and get it!" Bulma yelled to him through the hallway. "My, you sound like his wife…" Mrs. Briefs said. "MOM! I do not! I hate that stubborn brat! And he eats like hog anyway! Stop getting such weird ideas about him and me. We both hate each other and that's final." Bulma firmly said. "Don't you know that opposites attract?" Mrs. Briefs remarked. Bulma began to get nervous; this was getting out of hand, so she changed the subject. "Vegeta! If you don't get your arrogant little butt in here, your food's gonna get cold and don't expect ME to warm it up for you!" she shouted again. Mrs. Briefs giggled and put the food onto some trays for the robots to take to the table. Everything was ready except Vegeta still hadn't come to eat. Bulma sighed, got up from the table and went to get him. She opened the door to the chamber and saw him fighting as usual. She assumed he was too concentrated on training to hear her. She knocked on the observation glass, and he noticed her. He stopped throwing punches and kicks and walked over to her. "You know, you're gonna miss getting any food if you don't come and get it right away." "Well, nobody told me there was any food now did they?" he said. "Besides, I don't need food, I want to keep training." He turned his back to her and went back to fighting. Bulma cleared her throat. "Ahem, Vegeta……" "What woman!? I told you I don't want any food." He turns around. Can't you hea-" His sentence was cut off as he saw Bulma giving him her sexiest look. Her eyes were halfway closed and she brushed her hair with one hand and gave a heavy sigh. Vegeta couldn't say no. "Fine, why not." "Good, now c'mon you." Vegeta turned off the gravity so Bulma could come in. She grabbed his arm and pulled him into the kitchen. Mrs. Briefs took immediate notice. "Oh, holding hands now are we?" Bulma and Vegeta broke their contact instantly and gave each other hateful glances. "I didn't give you permission to touch me woman!" "What?! Listen you little-" "Will you two stop trying to hide it? It's so obvious." Mrs. Briefs said. "Besides, I have these…." With this, she took out her recent photos and flashed them in front of Bulma and Vegeta. Both their jaws dropped as Mrs. Briefs went from photo to photo showing them sleeping. Soon, Vegeta regained his composure. "Give me those this instant." He growled at Mrs. Briefs. "Why should she do that Vegeta?" Bulma asked. She took some of the photos and looked at them. Her face gave a soft smile. Vegeta was staring at her in confusion. Without warning, Bulma gave Vegeta a soft kiss right in full view of her mother. She broke the kiss, looked lovingly at Vegeta who gave in. He turned to Mrs. Briefs, Bulma's arms still around his neck. "Give me them and I promise you I won't fry them this very second." Mrs. Briefs gave a smile, and handed Vegeta the pictures. "Let's eat." She said with her smile still on her face. With that, they all sat down and ate, Vegeta consuming three quarters of it for himself. Bulma gave him a peck on his cheek and he eyed her questioningly. She gave him a wink and he smirked and went back to eating. Mrs. Briefs looked at them both the entire time with a smile on her face. "I don't think there's anything to stop me now! I'll go get the other copies right after they're done eating and show them to everybody!" she thought to herself.
End of Chapter 7
There you go people. Score one more for the series! I know I might've let some of you down by taking so long to get these out, but never fear, I WILL finish this! Any comments are always appreciated!
