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Endlessly	By : Froglady15 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just my Husband, laptop, my 3 dogs and a very overactive imagination. Dragon Ball Z and any songs mentioned DO NOT belong to me. I MKE NO MONEY/PROFIT!

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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just my Husband, laptop, my 3 dogs and a very overactive imagination… Dragon Ball Z and any songs mentioned in this fic DO NOT belong to me. I'm just borrowing them for my own twisted amusement. I make no money and/or profit off this.

Endlessly

Chapter 3

"Okay then," Bulma said, standing up and placing her glass of wine on the table. "We're going to pretend that we're on a date," she said, walking over to her small purse and taking out her ipod.

"What's that?" Vegeta asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's what two people do when they first meet. They go out and do activities to get to know each other." she said, plugging in her ipod to a music device on the wall.

"Hmmn, what did you have in mind, Woman? I do not intend on returning here or going out to do activities."

"I know that, but let's just for tonight pretend that we are on a date," she said, scrolling through her ipod. "After all, we did just meet. And while we may never meet again, we are talking and getting to know each other. This is kind of like a date if you really think about it."

"Alright," Vegeta agreed. It wasn't like he had anything else to do, and he was somewhat intrigued. "You still have not said what we are doing though, woman."

"Well, seeing as you're a Prince, I decided that we're going to dance together." Bulma said, finally choosing a nice, slow song.

Vegeta rolled his eyes but got up from the couch, placing his wine glass down on the table. He reluctantly extended his hand towards her as he approached her; she took it and came up close to him as he put his hand on her waist and held her other hand out while she placed her left hand on his shoulder. They gently swayed to the music together in silence. She even feels more delicate than she looks, Vegeta thought to himself as he drew her a little closer to him. For some reason, he felt this need to hold her and protect her. He breathed in her scent; it was very subtle and reminded him of vanilla and something else.

Bulma allowed herself to be drawn into Vegeta's arms. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so safe. Since she knew that this would be a one shot deal, she decided to take advantage and enjoy every last moment. Who knew when she would feel like this again? "I always did dream of dancing with a prince," she snickered as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Hmmn," Vegeta grunted, allowing her to stay that way.

Raditz slammed down another empty glass. "Well, was I right or was I right?" He asked, turning to his younger brother.

“I guess," Kakarott shrugged. "He's been gone for quite a while," he had finally quenched his hunger; eleven bowls later of noodles and meat.

Raditz chuckled, "Of course he has! I know I would be with a girl like that! I'm kind of regretting letting him have her though." he said with a frown.

"What if they're just talking?" Kakarott asked.

Raditz burst out laughing. "Yeah, right! I'm sure that's what they've been doing this whole time!"

"They might be," Kakarott said, frowning at his brother. He agreed with Vegeta, places like this were a waste of time. He didn't understand how Nappa and his brother could spend so much time and money in places like these. Sure, he appreciated beautiful women like anyone else; but he didn't enjoy these places like they did.

Raditz sighed and shook his head at his little brother. Nappa had found a girl to take to one of the back rooms and he was strongly considering doing the same thing.

When Bulma and Vegeta stopped dancing after a few songs, she opened up another bottle of wine and they continued to visit. They talked lots about how different their lives were growing up but talked mostly about Bulma and her father's inventions. Vegeta was very interested in the capsulation technology.

"It’s easy!" Bulma gushed. "That was my father's big break and made him millions! Then after that he just kept on inventing other things. Then, one day, I came up with an idea to improve his original design. After that, we became a team." she said proudly. She was so excited to talk about her work again. And couldn't believe that Vegeta actually understood and was able to follow most of what she was talking about! Most of her friends on Earth couldn't keep up. Even Yamcha zoned out every time she'd get excited and start talking to him about a new project. Eventually she found the only person she could really talk to about this stuff was her father.

Vegeta was amazed. Not only was this girl gorgeous, but she was smart as well. It was very clear that the Ice-jin made a huge mistake leaving her behind. What a waste that she ended up here, he thought to himself.

As the night wore on and they continued to visit, they realized that they both had quite a lot in common. Both were the first born in a prestigious family. Both were fairly sheltered growing up. They both had an interest and understanding of science and technology. They found themselves picking each other's brains on different theories. Neither of them seemed to notice that as the night wore on that they were also seemed to be sitting closer and closer. Too bad this isn't a real date Bulma thought to herself. She was running out of things to say, and she didn't want the night to end just yet. It had been just too perfect. She was getting tired, however.

Bulma decided to be bold and rested her head on his shoulder, Just for a moment, she told herself, closing her eyes.

Vegeta turned and looked at the blue-haired girl, now resting her head on his shoulder. It was strange. He never liked anyone invading his personal space, yet he didn't seem to find this simple gesture overly intrusive. He sat there just watching her snooze for a few minutes. She was beautiful even when she slept. It's a shame I can't bring her back with me. She would make a very valuable asset in our science department and she might actually be happy there, judging by the way she lit up when we started talking about her inventions and such, he thought to himself. He sat there, watching her rest. Not minding her close proximity and enjoying the silence. He wasn't sure what ever possessed him, but before he could think better of it he found himself reaching over and tucking a few loose strands of hair from her face behind her ear.

The sudden movement woke Bulma up. She found herself looking right at the prince with his hand still lingering on her cheek. They looked at each other for a long moment; neither one saying a word. Just looking at each other.

"I should go," Vegeta said, removing his hand and gently standing up and away from Bulma. He didn't know why, but he didn't really want to leave. He just knew he had to or he would end up doing something stupid.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you like that," Bulma said, embarrassed, stifling a yawn.

"It is nothing, I should be leaving anyway." Vegeta shrugged, turning again to face her in an awkward silence.

"Right! You need to get home and train." Bulma smiled at him. She could tell he wasn't sure what to say to her as he awkwardly lingered at the door, looking at her.

"Hmmph, that's right," Vegeta said with a smirk. Before he turned to leave, he handed her a thick sum of cash. "Here, take this. If there is ever the chance you can buy your way out of this place, use it towards that and find someplace that you can put your skills and knowledge to use."

Bulma was shocked beyond belief and before she could thank him, he was out the door. "Hey, wait!" she called out to him into the hall. "Will you come back?"

Vegeta stopped and turned to look at her once more. "Not likely."

"Oh, well in that case, thank you," she said with a smile trying to hide her disappointment as she walked up to him, extending her hand for a handshake.

Vegeta eyed her hand and raised an eyebrow in confusion. Misunderstanding her gesture though, he took her hand and gently kissed the back of it, all the while not breaking eye contact with her.

Bulma took a deep breath and held it; she hadn't been anticipating that. She blushed as she stood there trapped in his gaze as his lips grazed the back of her hand. He lingered that way for another few moments before smirking at her and finally walking away.

Still in a daze, Bulma shook her head. "Good luck reaching your goal!" she called out.

Vegeta chuckled and continued down the hall way. "Oh, I will." he said, not turning back to look at her again. He knew if he did, he'd end up back in that room with her. As it was, it was taking all of his self-control to not turn around and go back. Something about her, he thought to himself, shaking his head. He had actually enjoyed himself this evening.

Raditz sat up with a huge grin on his face as he saw their prince walking back out of the Private Rooms area. "Hey, here he comes!" he said with a laugh, elbowing Nappa.

The three companions stood up to meet their prince.

“Let’s go." Vegeta grumbled, reaching for the tab for the evening. He looked at it and frowned. After throwing down a healthy sum of cash on the table, he turned and headed out.

Kakarrot followed out quickly. He had been ready to leave as soon as his stomach was full. Nappa and Raditz looked at each other and shrugged before following.

The four Saiyans boarded their ship and headed off the planet's atmosphere. Vegeta set the coordinates to the planet Vegeta and started towards his private quarters.

"So..?" Raditz started, leaning on the wall by Vegeta’s room. "How was your evening?" He was dying to know what happened.

"It was adequate." Vegeta replied nonchalantly, heading into his room without pausing.

"That's it?" Raditz asked, disappointed that his prince wouldn't give him any details.

"That's it." Vegeta confirmed.

"Was she worth the money at least?" he asked, getting frustrated. He had to know!

"She was, she was worth more." He admitted, finally looking at Raditz briefly before continuing to get his towel and shower stuff ready.

Razitz smirked, "I knew she would be! You know the manager tried to tell me she wasn't available? He said she had no experience. I knew he was lying."

Vegeta paused. "He wasn't."

Raditz raised his eyebrows, "He wasn't?" Vegeta shook his head. "Well how ‘bout that. She was alright though? You were gone long enough. You guys hook up?"

"Enough!" Vegeta snarled, slamming his hand down on his desk.

"Okay!" Raditz chuckled, raising his hands up in surrender. "I was just curious, seeing as she seemed like a real feisty little thing when you guys left."

Vegeta smirked. "Hmmn, she was,"

"What?" Raditz pressed. He desperately wanted details.

"She was a lot of things." Vegeta sighed.

"Oh yea? Do tell."

Vegeta frowned and looked at Raditz, "Get out."

"Alright! Sorry! I just wanted to know!"

"Well the evening was satisfactory. That is all you need to know. Now leave me be!" Vegeta growled.

"So, I'm not in trouble then?" Raditz asked with a grin.

“Hmmn. Not this time. But do not interfere with my personal affairs again. Now leave." Vegeta bellowed, slamming his door in Raditz face.

Raditz laughed and headed back down the hall way to his own room. He passed Nappa's room on the way to his. "So? What happened with Vegeta and the wench?" Nappa asked.

"Not sure, I think he liked her." Raditz said with a frown. He wasn't really sure. It could be so hard to read the prince. He'd known Vegeta all his life and he still had a hard time figuring him out most of the time.

Kakarott smirked to himself. If he knew his prince, he knew the fact that he didn't volunteer any information to Raditz meant he was smitten. He'd have to try and find out for himself tomorrow.

Vegeta started the shower. Part of him didn't want to shower. He could still smell the woman's scent on him. He liked it. Nonsense! He growled to himself. He couldn't deny it; he had really enjoyed his evening with her. Too bad my father could not have chosen someone more like her to be my mate. She would have been perfect. Not only was she beautiful, but she would have made a smart queen as well. Vegeta turned the water up hotter and shook his head. He had to rid himself of these thoughts.

He finished his shower and went to bed. He fell asleep almost immediately and dreamt of blue.

Bulma left the VIP room and headed back to her own room as quickly as she could. Did that seriously just happen? She asked herself. She pulled out the cash the prince had given her and counted it. She fought back tears as she tried to do the math in her head. Wow! If I’m not mistaken, that's like half of what I need to get out of here! Combined with what little I do have, I may actually have a chance of getting out of here someday after all!

Bulma quickly stashed the money away in a safe place. She quickly changed into her pajamas and plunked onto her bed. She sighed deeply. Too bad he wasn't an actual date, she thought sadly to herself for about the tenth time that evening. She knew if it had, she'd have been jumping up and down and acting all giddy.

She took a deep breath and decided she had better calm down and try to get some sleep. When she finally did fall asleep, she had a smile on her face.
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