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Vegeta's Tail	By : MzD Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female > Vegeta/Bulma Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4

The Plot Begins!
Bulma detached herself from Vegeta. He had held her tight all night. It was strange how quickly Vegeta accepted her strange customs. She had originally had to teach him to hug and kiss. It had been something he had never been taught. A cold reminder of his cruel past. It just amazed her how he had learned them so quickly. She blushed as she remembered his hot and passionate lips against her. He had become a master at kissing which was something she was eternally grateful for.
Bulma watched him sleep. His frown was still there it was always there but he seemed relaxed. It was the first time Bulma could actually admire his face without his powerful stare trying to challenge her or fight with her. He was always going to be a warrior, though for now he seemed to have found some peace. She gently stroked his face her cool hands made him wince.
He mumbled something and turned over. The sheets crumpled over revealing the naked flesh. Her eyes fell down to his rump. Bulma tried to suppress her mischievous giggle. It was a perfect specimen she had never found an ass that had captivated her so much as Vegeta's. She noticed the small dark spot above his crack.
'That must be where his tail originally was.' She thought as she instinctively wrapped her own tail around her waist. She had lived with her tail for at least a year and a half she couldn't bear parting with it. It made her wonder the actual agonies Vegeta must have suffered. His tail had been with him a lot longer, all his life. To have his tail taken away so suddenly must have been hard for him. At the time it had been the only way to defeat him. For Goku loosing his tail hadn't been that bad. He was young at the time. He hadn't been that attached to it. Vegeta was older when he lost his. He had gone through puberty his sexual sensitivity must have awoken.
'He doesn't deserve this bad luck. He's on the side of good now. I have to get his tail back. It will be the perfect present.' Bulma remembered what he had said to her last night when she had tried to subtly slip the subject into the conversation. "Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to hold your tail in mine." His words echoed in her head. She did have a plan and it would make a perfect honeymoon. She limped to her shower room. Vegeta had done quite a lot to her last night.
Gingerly she stepped into the cubical. A warm pain was in between her groin. A strong reminder of the fun Vegeta had given her. She was determined to sort everything out before he woke. She would start with talking to her father. They needed a new project now that Android 16 was gone. The hot water rushed down her back and neck cleansing her bruised and overloved body.
Pain erupted from her fresh bite mark. She cursed silently at her husband. She thought by cutting her hand she would get out of it somehow. The sadistic bastard decided to bite her anyway. She came out of the shower clean and slightly disappointed. She had secretly hoped Vegeta would have followed her in.
Bulma looked over to the bed again. Vegeta was still in a deep coma. It seemed to Bulma that he hadn't slept in the past three days. *Looks like the mighty prince is all tired out by a weak earthling.* She smirked as she thought about pouncing on the solid flesh. Rubbing her own naked and wet body against his.
Bulma tried to contain her blush but it came anyway. 'I've got a whole life time to annoy him with such tricks.' Bulma left Vegeta to his rest. It could possibly be the only time Bulma wanted to let him be. She had plans to arrange, blue prints to make.
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Bulma's parents and Trunks were sitting in the kitchen. When they looked up to welcome her they seemed a bit embarrassed. All except Trunks who squealed in delight at his mom's presence.
"What?" Bulma snapped as she picked up some toast. "You didn't hear us last night?"
"Oh, loud and clear dearest." Mrs. Briefs giggled. "That Vegeta's got quite a lot of stamina."
"MOTHER!" Bulma screamed. "That's it I'm getting my quarters sound proofed."
"Yes please." Groaned Dr. Briefs. He seemed a bit tired. Bulma decided to ignore them and went straight to her favorite boy.
"There's my Trunk's. Did you miss your mommy?"
"Am teting breakfast." Trunks said in garbled english. He banged his plate with his spoon to emphasize what was breakfast.
"Wow, he truly is taking after me!" Bulma exclaimed. "We'll get you talking by the end of the week."
"Another genius isn't it grand!" Mrs. Briefs simpered.
"Listen Dad." Bulma said in her best buisiness tone. "I want to take a space trip for my honeymoon."
"Space?" Dr. Briefs spluttered. "Another space trip? But you have so much work to do!"
"I deserve a honeymoon." Bulma snarled. "I want to take Vegeta and Trunks somewhere."
"Trunks as well? Are you going to tell me where?" Dr. Briefs asked.
"I'm wanting to visit New Namek. I have a wish I want to make."
"Oh wonderful idea Bulma. Space is so romantic!" Mrs Briefs began swooning around.
"I don't think Trunks should go. I don't even think he's suitable to go on plane trips." Dr Briefs said sternly.
"Trunks will be fine Daddy. He loves riding in my air car. I just don't want to miss anything! I already missed his first word! Vegeta heard him not me and he only spent two minutes with him!" Bulma gasped for air, that had been a long rant even for her.
"Is Vegeta O.K. with this?" Dr. Briefs asked his other objection. "He didn't like it when you made decisions without him."
"Oh yeah." Bulma giggled as she remembered the small drama Vegeta had caused when she made her wish. "He's such a drama queen. Don't worry Daddy I'll ask him."
"You're a drama queen too Bulma." Her mother reminded her. "You two are so perfectly made for each other."
"Mom, it'll be fine. Vegeta and I can go a few days without causing a fuss. You'll see we'll be lifting off to New Namek by next week! There's going to be no arguing, no shouting and definitely no crying." Bulma said this with a glare of confidence.
"Whatever you say daughter of mine." Dr. Briefs shook his head. He could sense trouble coming. He petted his little kitty speaking softly to it. "We all know that's not going to happen."
The cat gave out a small meow and rubbed his head against the Dr's hand. He wasn't sure what his master was on about but if it ended up with that bacon from his pate in his mouth he would agree with anything.
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Vegeta stumbled out of bed. He looked at the clock unable to believe the time. It was late in the afternoon.
*Have I slept THAT long?* He scratched his head still sleepy. He hadn't rested at all since the battle with Cell. His concern for reviving Future Trunks and bonding with Bulma had overruled sleep. Now his goals had been obtained he could focus on his next ones.
'I still have to train. Kakarrot will be in the other world doing the same. I have to succeed him.' With his new assignment set he could concentrate on that. His stomach rumbled a small objection. 'First food.' He put on a pair shorts not bothering with underwear or a t-shirt. He marched across to Bulma's parents side. There was a kitchen in the new housing block Bulma had made. Unfortunately she still had the wrapping on the fridge and not one crumb of food. It was back to the old familiar place of the main Briefs' kitchen.
"So nice to see you Vegeta." Mrs. Briefs called. "Would you like to join me for afternoon tea?" She was winking and smiling at him while looking directly below his eyes.
Vegeta looked down at his bare chest and cursed. He should have worn at least a T-shirt.
"Such a nice strong man." Mrs. Briefs cooed.
"I'm going to my old room for some more clothes." Vegeta retreated.
"Don't cover up on my account son-in-law." Mrs. Briefs called after him. "Your body is nothing to be ashamed of. I don't even mind if you want to go nude. We could have a nudist Monday if you like!"
Vegeta didn't answer her. He was too busy putting on jogging bottoms and a baggy t-shirt. He emerged and sat opposite his now pouting mother-in-law.
"You really should show off your body more." She sighed.
Vegeta remained silent, taking his choice from the large selection of cakes and pastries. This was not what he had in mind but it would be a start.
"I could make you a quick stir fry." Mrs. Briefs scurried around getting the large helpings.
"That would be acceptable." Vegeta said in his best polite voice. Mrs. Briefs beamed amused by her companion. She chatted away while Vegeta pretended to listen. If he wasn't so hungry he would have ran away a long time ago. It seemed like hours of torture for Vegeta. Her nonsensical chatter making him wonder whether he should start poking forks in his ears to stop the noise. When he was finished his large meal he hurried away. The old woman seemed even more overly friendly since he had the ceremony.
He safely avoiding the kiss and hug Mrs. Briefs wanted to give him without killing her and made his escape. He walked in a fast pace to Bulma's lab. The one thing that had been useful from his ordeal was that he learned where his wife and child were. He peered in, making sure there was nobody other than Bulma.
"Woman?" He called out.
"Vegeta?" Bulma answered. He followed her voice into a back room. He stood at the doorway and looked up. There was a massive structure being constructed. Robots were busy fusing metal and connecting wires.
"What's this?" Vegeta asked. He spotted Bulma up in the corner tapping into a computer.
"My new project." Bulma beamed.
"When did you start this?" Vegeta dodged a small robot scurrying past with an engine part.
"Just this morning. I've decided we need a honeymoon." Bulma stopped her typing and skipped over to Vegeta.
"What is a honey moon and why does it involve a 'we'." Vegeta gave her a sideways glance.
"Because it's a holiday were newly weds get to have lots and lots of sex." Bulma gave Vegeta a huge grin.
"What's wrong with here?" Vegeta snarled. "All my training equipment is here. Why would I want to go elsewhere and especially in that rust bucket you're creating?"
"Vegeta, I was all happy and chirpy before you came in." Bulma sulked her mood getting darker. "I haven't even told you the rest of my plans."
"What plans?!" Vegeta yelled. "What have you been plotting?"
"I was just about to tell you!" Bulma yelled back. All of a sudden a third yelling voice piped up. Trunks who had been calmly asleep was now awake and mad.
"Now look what you've done jerk!" Bulma went over to her baby. All the while glaring at her husband. "Why do you always over react?"
"I don't like plots behind my back." Vegeta growled.
Bulma patted her son on the back while death glaring her husband. "This is not a plot. It is called a surprise."
"Well I'm surprised, happy?" Vegeta crossed his arms and tried his best to look superior. "Now if you'll excuse me I have some more training to do."
"Training?" Bulma hissed. "You reached super saiyan what more could you want?"
"There are higher levels to be achieved." Vegeta turned his back. "I have training to do woman. I merely came here to inform you to learn to cook."
"What?! I can so cook." Bulma screamed. Trunks restarted his crying. "How dare you!"
"I don't want to suffer any more indignities from your mother. I will not go to her for any more meals." Vegeta clenched his fists as he remembered how she had puckered up to try and kiss him.
"Come on Vegeta my Mom isn't that bad." Bulma laughed wondering what kind of 'indignities' it was. Vegeta looked like he was chewing on a wasp.
"I am going to train." He grumbled. "Learn to cook."
"Vegeta, wait aren't you wanting to hear about my idea?" Bulma shouted as Vegeta walked away.
"Forget it I have other things to do." He snapped.
"Vegeta!" Bulma called out but it was to deaf ears. "You arrogant stubborn jackass."
"Jackass." Trunks copied. He was now fully awake and watching his mother intently.
"That's right sweetheart. Your daddy is the prince of all Jackasses." Bulma bounced her baby as he giggled at her game. "Mommy'st got got to convince him to go on our holiday."
"Holiday." Trunks clapped his hands. His mother had been telling him all about holidays. Bulma stopped smiling as she stared outside. The gravity chamber had been started up again. Bulma narrowed her eyes. She didn't like the way her happy balloon had been burst. Vegeta was going to pay big time.
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Author's Note: Oh dear just when you think everything is going smoothly. It all implodes horribly. Okay it's not that bad but Bulma will have one stubborn Saiyan to convince. Just don't expect Vegeta to have his tail anytime soon. They seem to be doing that stubborn arguing thing again.
Next chapter Bulma has a whole lot of convincing to be done
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