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Dragonball: Vertigo	By : Lucythebeast Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 2501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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DragonBall V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign

Chapter 3: Leavin’ on a Spaceship…

Goku slapped Krillin on the back and laughed loudly. “Wow,
Krillin! You’ve really improved since we started training in the gravity room!”
Goku said in praise of his friend’s abilities.

Krillin chuckled and scratched the back of his head, a habit
he had picked up from Goku over the years. He hoped that the ache of his
muscles wasn’t as apparent to the two Saiyan warriors as it was to him every
time he moved. “Thanks, Goku. It took me a while to get accustomed to the
higher gravity, but I’m working on it.”

Vegeta snorted. “I still can’t feel it, baldy. You’re going
to have to work harder. We’ve just barely brought it up to 10 times gravity.
Kakkarot trained under that for months. I am eager to push my limits. Bah…
damned runt!”

Krillin flashed Vegeta a smile, having grown accustomed to
Vegeta’s mood swings over these last few months. “Aw, come on Vegeta. You’re
just happy that there’s someone shorter than you around!”

Vegeta smirked and was about to begin sparring with the man
again when a buzzer sounded. Goku looked out the window and smiled. “Dawn is
breaking. The workers will be out here in a bit to start putting the finishing
touches on the ship. This is gunna be great! I’m so excited about finally going
into space!” Goku’s stomach rumbled nearly loud enough to wake the dead at that
moment. “Breakfast time! I’ll race you guys to the
kitchen!” Goku said, tearing out of the spaceship as if his life depended on
it.

Krillin swore loudly. “I better catch up or all the food
will be gone! You coming, Vegeta?”

Vegeta smirked and shook his head. “I’ll eat later when I
don’t have to compete with that clown. I have better things to do this
morning.”

Krillin shrugged. “Alright, see ya
when the ship is ready then!” With that, Krillin took off towards the house,
hoping that Goku hadn’t already cleared the table of food.

Vegeta floated up to Bulma’s window, smiling in satisfaction
that she had left it open for him. He was, after all, her wakeup call. He
slowly and carefully stripped off the blue training gi
he had made so his Saiyan armor wouldn’t become ruined, and slipped into the
bed to cuddle up with the warm and soft human woman he had become mated to
nearly two months before. “Woman.” Vegeta said softly,
stroking his hand over the soft curve of her breast.

Bulma fidgeted a bit and spoke in a soft, sleepy voice. “Oooh, Yamcha.”

Vegeta froze, outrage evident on
his face. “What?!” He nearly shouted. He stopped when
Bulma started giggling. “Damn you woman, I hate when you tease me like that!”

Bulma nipped at his neck and tried to stop giggling. “I
can’t help it, Veggie. You make it so easy.”

Vegeta snorted and rolled away from her, despite her
protest. “You’ll have to make it up to me then.” His eyes flashed as brightly
as his smile as he put his hands behind his head and relaxed.

Bulma grinned, knowing her part in the game. “Oh, forgive
me, my prince. You know you’re my mate and no other man could even begin to
interest me.” Bulma flashed him her brightest smile as she snuggled up to him
and let her hand trace down his muscled chest and stomach.

Vegeta grinned. “Prove it, Bulma.”

Bulma’s smile faltered for a moment. He only called her by
her name when he was serious, despite any expression on his face. He truly
wanted her to prove that she wasn’t thinking of any other man when she was with
him! ‘Of all the fragile male egos… damn! What am I
going to do?’ She glanced down to his manhood, which was already beginning to
stiffen with arousal. Her smile grew as she came up with an idea. Something that she hadn’t done for him yet, but had been yearning
to. He usually didn’t give her the chance to play before he started
taking her, after all. She kissed his stomach as her hand encircled his shaft
and began to stroke it.

Vegeta took in a sharp gasp of breath, unable to stop any
outward sign of pleasure. “Mmm… that’s nice, Bulma.”
Vegeta groaned out as his hand slipped over her back to cup and squeeze her
full breast.

“Oh, I’m just getting started, my prince.” Bulma said with a
naughty grin.

Vegeta’s eyes opened back up quickly, and he glared at his
mate. “What is on that scheming mind of yours, woman?”

Bulma smiled. “Just relax, lover. I’ll show you how much you
mean to me.” As Vegeta looked on in anticipation and a bit of nervousness,
Bulma slid down his body more and kissed his erection as she stroked it, earning
a low throaty growl from the Saiyan prince. She looked up at him as her lips
opened and she slid her mouth down over his shaft, taking him deep. Vegeta
cried out in surprise and pleasure and weakly tried to protest but as Bulma’s
cheeks hollowed in suction, he could do nothing but lie
back and gasp and groan. Bulma chuckled as she took him all the way into her
mouth, swallowing to let him know exactly where he was. He was gasping in
surprise every time she teased his length with her tongue or changed angles,
and she wondered if he had ever even heard of oral sex before by the way he was
acting. She briefly wondered if Chi-Chi and Goku ever experimented, but her
thoughts were cut off as Vegeta’s hand came up to grip her hair. Bulma could
tell he was straining to be gentle so she kept up her ministrations, finding
herself growing more excited with every grunt and moan from her lover.

“Bulma… woman, you have to stop. You’re killing me!” Vegeta
growled out, though he didn’t mean it. He desperately wanted her to continue.

Bulma started to slide her lips off of him and said “Well,
ok. If you really want me to stop…”
Bulma wasn’t surprised when Vegeta forced her back down on his erection, and
she restrained a giggle at his warning growl. She fondled his testicles gently
and was a bit surprised when she felt his tail teasing her own arousal. She
didn’t complain though, finding the action a bit kinky but highly arousing. She
could tell he was getting close so she looked up to meet his half-lidded eyes
with her own, knowing that he loved looking into his eyes when he had his
release.

“Woman… if you kept that up, I won’t be
able to hold myself back.” Vegeta whispered. Bulma simply made an ‘Mmm’ sound and continued sucking him, even harder now in
fact. Vegeta struggled to keep his grip on her hair as light as possible, but
he couldn’t keep his hips from thrusting in desperation as his orgasm
approached. With a low strangled growl, he held her head down on his erection
as he ejaculated, his tail unconsciously quivering on Bulma’s pleasure bud,
bringing her along for the ride. “I… I’ll never doubt you again, woman.” Vegeta
whispered, wonder evident in his voice.

Bulma chuckled and slid her lips off of him, almost laughing
out loud at the shudder Vegeta gave from the action. She swallowed down the
last of his seed, finding the taste sweet and almost nutty. She crawled up
Vegeta’s body and cuddled against him for a little while, nearly lulled to
sleep by Vegeta’s tail which was stroking against her back gently. She lifted her
head and looked at the clock, frowning as she realized she’d have to get down
and to work in a few minutes. She sighed and extracted herself gently from the
slumbering prince and made her way over to her dresser. She yelped in surprise
as she was suddenly turned and pressed against the wall by her lover, who was
no where near being sleepy yet by the feel of the arousal pressed against her
stomach. “Vegeta?” Bulma said gently, noting the pure
passion written on his face.

“I want you again, woman.” Vegeta growled, reaching down to
grasp her legs and lifted her up the wall so he could get inside her.

Bulma gasped in pleasure as he slid into her and her arms
instinctively curled around his neck. “Vegeta, I’ll be late.” She protested
weakly.

Vegeta smirked at her and shrugged. “You should know by now
that I don’t care if you’re a little late, woman. Our pleasure comes first.”
Vegeta captured her lips with his, surprising her by thrusting his tongue into
her mouth. Normally he would just let her put her tongue in his mouth if she
felt like it, having been unaccustomed to that particular kind of kiss before
coming to Earth. Now his tongue seemed eager to dance with hers. That, and the hard and fast thrusting of the Saiyan’s hips
into hers made her head spin with lust. Bulma was a bit shocked when she felt
her breast encircled and her nipple teased, feeling the prince’s hands gripping
her bottom to help support her against the wall. ‘Oh Kami… it must be his
tail!’ She thought, groaning into Vegeta’s mouth as her release approached.
Vegeta sensed her orgasm approaching so his thrusts became even faster and
harder, not even caring that the whole mansion was beginning to vibrate. He
thought he wouldn’t reach his own release until after hers, but it took him
totally by surprise as his hips thrust into hers one last time, burying himself
into her and crying out her name. His pleasure was heightened when Bulma bit
down on his shoulder to muffle her own cries as she followed him into oblivion.
It was some minutes later that Bulma realized that Vegeta’s grip had loosened
and he was simply leaning against her, supporting himself and her as best be
could, despite his weak knees.

“Vegeta… that was amazing.” Bulma cooed, kissing the spot on
his shoulder where she had bitten down, not surprised that her teeth no longer
left anything but the barest of marks. In fact, the mating mark he had left on
her shoulder had been the last time his teeth broke her skin as well, though
she was sure that it was only because he was more gentle
in his bites now that she was already marked. For her, she could bite down as
hard as she could and it only temporarily caused a dent in the skin, much like
elastic does on skin.

Vegeta smirked at her and lifted himself away, finally able
to stand on his own. “Yes, it was. I’m going to miss you when we leave, woman.”
He gave Bulma a tender kiss and held her close for several long moments before
releasing her, looking a bit sheepish at his display of affection.

Bulma smiled and kissed him tenderly. “I’ll miss you too, my
prince.” Bulma dressed herself slowly and walked out, glad that she wasn’t
bow-legged after that last shag. ‘Vegeta really is just a big softie. He’d
never forgive me if I told anyone else that, though.’ Bulma chuckled happily
and skipped downstairs to have breakfast before going out to help the work crew
finish the last bit of work on the ship.

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Krillin had just finished up eating what he could get his
hands, competing with the ever-ravenous Goku. He smiled at his friend and wiped
his hands clean on a napkin and stood up. “Well, Goku. I’ll see you all
tomorrow when we launch. Till then, I’m gunna go visit Master Roshi.”

Goku smiled at his friend and nodded. “See ya tomorrow then. I’ll be paying a visit to Chi-Chi and
Gohan. Especially Chi-Chi!” The young Saiyan exclaimed
with a lecherous grin.

Krillin was about to fly off when the mansion started
vibrating. “What the?” He asked, looking around. He blushed bright red when he heard Bulma moaning up the
stairs. “Well… I guess she found herself a new boyfriend. I sure wouldn’t wanna be in his shoes when Yamcha gets wished back!”
Krillin chuckled and flew outside and towards the Kame
house.

As he was flying, Krillin reached up to rub at his shaved
head and frowned. “The one bad thing about shaving my head is I don’t get to
feel the wind in my hair! Ah well, at least no one can yank me by my hair to
gain leverage in a fight!” The small bald monk chuckled, trying to cheer
himself up. Whenever he saw a happy couple, or worse, heard a happy couple, it made him realize how lonely his life had
been thus far. He landed outside of Roshi’s house and opened the door,
announcing his presence to the old turtle hermit. He sighed as he saw Roshi on
the floor, drooling over the ladies on a workout program. “Oh yeah, that’s the
way baby! Lift those legs! Woohoo!” Roshi exclaimed.

“Hey Master Roshi.” Krillin said
carefully, not wanting to startle the old man too badly.

“Krillin! You have got to see this
new exercise show! These girls are all so young and delicious! Woohoo!”
Roshi called over to him, not even peeling his eyes away from the screen.

Krillin sighed and sat down on the couch and wondered why he
even bothered to visit the old pervert. “I’m going into space tomorrow, Roshi.
I may not even come back. But it’s something I have to do, to protect the
Earth.” Krillin’s tone was grim. He was determined, but he had to admit to
himself that he was scared as well.

Roshi flipped off the television, surprising Krillin because
the girls had just moved into a position that was even raunchier than the last
one. “I have to tell you something, son. I am so proud of you and Goku. You do
this old hermit’s heart good knowing the good things you do with the skills I
taught you. You’re both like sons to me.” Roshi looked at Krillin, his
expression serious.

Krillin was shocked, to say the least. “Master Roshi… you
sound like you know that I’m not coming back.” Krillin said carefully, unsure
of how to react to Roshi’s statement.

Roshi shook his head. “I don’t deny that it is a
possibility, my young friend. But I have faith in you. I just wanted you to
know how much you mean to me.”

Krillin was genuinely touched. “Th-thank
you, master. That means so much to me!”

Roshi smiled suddenly. “Could you do me a
favor and run up to the store and pick me up my new girly magazines?!
It’s the least you could do for your poor old master, right?”

Krillin nearly fainted. “That old fart was just buttering me
up!” Krillin grumbled. He grabbed some money and stormed off take care of
Roshi’s business while the old hermit flipped the exercise program back on.
“Goku, I hope you’re having a better last day on Earth than I am.” Krillin took
to the air, taking the scenic route so he could look at the planet he was going
into space to help protect the next day.

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“Chi-Chi, I’m home!” Goku called as he strolled into the Son
family home.

Moments later Chi-Chi came running up and grabbing her
husband in a desperate hug. “Oh Goku! I’ve missed you
so much! You’ve come back from space?”

Goku laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. “Uh… no Chi-Chi. We aren’t leaving for space until tomorrow.
I’ve been training this whole time. Say, I’m hungry. I don’t suppose lunch is
ready?” Goku asked, as it had been nearly two whole hours since his last meal.

Chi-Chi smiled and shook her head. “I was just about to get
started. It’ll be ready in a little while. I think you should talk to Gohan
though. He’s been pretty down since you went away. He misses Mr. Piccolo, I
think.” Chi-Chi smiled as she inhaled her husband’s scent. It was a unique mix
of grass and cinnamon, which always brought a smile to her face.

Goku nodded and grinned. “Ok, Chi-Chi, I’ll go talk to him
then. Call us when lunch is ready!” Goku strolled over to his son’s room and
knocked gently and waited until he heard an invitation to enter before walking
in. “Hey son. How’s my special little guy?”

Gohan ran over and jumped into his father’s arms, hugging
him fiercely. “Daddy, I’ve missed you!” Gohan exclaimed, tears of joy welling
up in his eyes.

“I’ve missed you too, Gohan. I wanted to be sure I paid you
all a visit before we left for space tomorrow.” Goku gave his son a wide smile.

Gohan’s expression turned sad. “I wish I could go with you.
Do you think you could change Mom’s mind about letting me go?” Gohan asked.

Goku shrugged his shoulders and then shook his head. “You
know your mom. She’s pretty adamant about these things. Say, I know what’ll
cheer you up! Let’s go outside and spar a little before lunch. I sure want to
see what Piccolo was able to teach you.”

Gohan’s smile came back and he nodded, determination now
marking his countenance. They flew outside and to a small clearing that Goku
used to practice in, and now Gohan used it for the same purpose. They nodded at
each other and took their fighting stances. “Good, Gohan. I don’t see any
openings in your stance. Now come at me, I want to see how well you attack!” No
sooner had he said that than Gohan launched his assault, striking quickly and
furiously at his father. Gohan tried his best not to get frustrated, knowing
that Goku’s skills far surpassed his own, but he still felt some disappointment
when none of his blows landed. In fact, most were simply dodged, only the
occasional strike blocked. “Good… can you attack faster, son?” Goku queried.

Gohan’s expression became even more determined and he threw
everything he had into his attacks, making them faster than even some of the
skilled fighters around could follow. He came low with a punch and stepped
slightly closer to make it a high elbow strike when his father was dodging the
punch, earning Gohan his first hit on his father, in the ribs. Goku backed
away, holding his bruised ribs. “Sorry Dad! I didn’t hurt you did I?” Gohan
asked carefully, wincing in sympathy.

Goku shook his head and straightened up. “No,
son. You just caught me right in the solar plexus. That was great! Now,
how are you on your defensive skills?” The elder Saiyan grinned as he launched
his own offensive barrage, being careful to attack at just above the skill
level that Gohan could handle so that the boy had to try to improve or suffer
numerous blows. “Good, son. You’re a lot better than I
thought. You adapt so quickly! I sure wish you were coming with us, we could
sure use the help.”

Gohan beamed in pride then started to say, “Dad, I want…”

Just then, they were interrupted. “Lunchtime!
Where are you boys!?” Chi-Chi called.

Goku’s smile brightened to epic proportions, as it always
did when there was food ready to eat. “All right!
Let’s go eat, son. You should probably get back to your studies afterwards, I want to spend some quality time with your mom
before I leave.” Goku grinned, already thinking of the fun he’d be having for
the rest of the day.

Gohan laughed nervously and followed his father. “Ok, dad.” Inwardly, he finished his earlier statement.
‘Dad, I want to go with you, and I intend to even if I have to sneak out!’

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Gohan awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside of his
window. He stretched and sat up slowly, blinking as the sunlight blinded him
for a moment. He remembered that his father was going to fly back to the
Capsule Corporation to take off into space so he hurried and got dressed and
ran downstairs. He saw his mother sitting alone at the kitchen table, some food
still laid out waiting for him. “Mom?” Gohan said to
get her attention. He saw the tears that she quickly wiped away and he had a
feeling his father had already left. “Where’s Dad? He hasn’t… left already, has
he?”

Chi-Chi nodded. “He left a little while ago. I hope he’ll be
all right. Well, have your breakfast son. I thought we’d spend some time
outside today together. Won’t that be fun?”

Gohan was shocked. “Mom… I want to try to catch up to Dad. I
want to go to Namek to help bring Mr. Piccolo back to life!”

Chi-Chi frowned at him. “We’ve already talked about this,
Gohan. You’re staying here and continuing your studies while your father and
Krillin go into space! Now, just forget about it. You’re too young to go on
such an adventure. Now, do you want to spend time outside with your dear sweet
mother, or would you rather stay inside and study today?”

Gohan scowled. He was torn… disobey his mother and go to
Namek with his father, or stay here and be a good little boy. The memory of
Piccolo diving in front of him to take Nappa’s ki blast came into his mind and he knew what he had to do.
“I’m sorry mom… I have to go rescue Piccolo. He gave his life for me, the least
I can do is risk mine to bring him back! Goodbye!” Gohan took off into the air,
despite Chi-Chi yelling and begging him to come back. The loud sounds of her
sobs tore his heart out, but he couldn’t turn back now. He took a few moments
to feel for his father’s ki before turning and flying in the direction of the
Capsule Corporation and the spaceship ready to launch into space. After flying
as fast as he could, he approached the spaceship. He could barely see it in the
distance when it started powering up. Gohan flew even faster, but it was in
vain as the ship took off for space and Gohan had no hope of catching up to the
ship now. He floated down to the ground and burst into tears, wishing he had
only gotten here a few minutes sooner.

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