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Chapter 6
DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters from it, I do own this fics story line though and any characters that I create.
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Bulma woke up with a start and for a moment she thought she�d dreamed Frieza being dead and that she�d woken up in Frieza bed again (A/N � Vegeta has the same quarters that Frieza had) but then she noticed the red silk sheets and the unmistakable Vegeta-ness of the whole room.
Holy mother of God�I did it�I slept with him!
Bulma looked around but Vegeta wasn�t in sight, she could hear the shower running and with a shrug she guessed that�s where he was.
Dude! Man! Maybe I should go before he comes back�
Bulma crept out of bed and looked around for her clothes. She found her armour and her suit but her underwear was missing. Bulma frowned for a second as she remembered Vegeta ripping them off; they were expensive garments, she�d have to warn him not to go tearing her clothes off if the ever did this again.
Although, Bulma though as she dressed, now that Vegeta had had his night with her he might leave her alone�he might go off and take up with one of the stronger woman.
�Ow�� Bulma winced as one of her legs muscles decided to cramp up and complain, not that Bulma could blame her leg muscles, they�d been in quite a few weird positions last night�
Bulma heard the shower shut off and rather then wait for Vegeta to come out she bolted to the door and slipped outside, disappearing into the shadows outside as she headed towards the science wing.
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�So what happened?� Eighteens eyes were wide, �Was he as good as all the rumours say?�
�He was way better then the rumours say�words cant express how bloody he good he is in bed.� Bulma stretched out in her bunk.
Vegeta hadn�t come looking for her, so after hiding down in the science lab where she had been born she had hurried back to her room, secure in her knowledge that her one night with Vegeta would be her only night with Vegeta.
�Really?� Eighteen looked wistful, �Kremlin�s good in bed too.�
�I though his name was Krillen?�
�Kremlin, Krillen�what�s the difference?� Eighteen sighed, �I like Krem�err�Krillen a lot. He�s so sweet.�
�Vegeta�s more the forceful �do-what-I-say-when-I-say� type. But he is pretty sexy�and he has silk sheets on his bed, and he looks really yummy underneath his training suit��
�I thought you hated this guy?� Eighteen raised an eyebrow as Bulma blushed,
�I do�but he is sexy.� Eighteen and Bulma both nodded in agreement when there was a knock at their door.
�Who is it?� Eighteen jumped up and padded over, peering at the COM-screen, which showed the face of a delivery guy in the other side.
�I have a package for a Miss Bulma.�
Eighteen smirked and opened the door, snatching a box from the deliveryman and signing for it before Bulma could even stand up off her bed.
�How exciting�I bet it�s from Vegeta.� Eighteen giggled and then laughed as Bulma blushed and walked over, peering curiously at the unmarked box.
�I doubt it�its probably form the science lab.� Bulma pulled a flap opened and looked into the box, she gasped and then opened the rest, a sound of disbelief escaping her.
�Bulma? What is it?� Eighteen was practically dancing on this spot as Bulma apparently poked around at whatever was in the box and then pulled out a note which she read with a smirk on her face.
�I though he was joking�� Bulma began to laugh and she pulled a lacy black bra and matching panties out of the box and showed them to Eighteen �According to his note there are a hundred in here��
�Vegeta bought you underwear?� Eighteen�s eye boggled, �He bought you a hundred pairs?�
�Last night�� Bulma began to tell her story in between gasps of laughter, �He ripped my underwear off and I told him he had to buy me new ones�� Bulma laughed again, �He said he�d buy me a hundred more pairs�but I though he was joking��
Eighteen picked up a matching set of red lacy underwear and turned to look at Bulma, �What does the note say?�
Bulma laughed a little and then began to read:
�Bulma,
100 pairs of earthling undergarments just as I promised you;
Last night was good, come again tonight.
Don�t be late.
-Vegeta�
�That�s all it says? It�s kind of stilted.� Eighteen took the note and read it, �It is kind of sexy though�the fact that he actually sent you underwear�I�d say you have our esteemed leader wrapped around your little finger.�
�I doubt that.� Bulma took the note and put it in her pocket, �I have his attention for now but it wont last, he�ll leave me alone soon enough.�
�Well with a defeatist attitude like that of course he�ll lose interest. You have to stop moping about � honestly you think bad of every single situation you get into��
�Of course I do.� Bulma interrupted, �That�s the way I was designed to be. You were designed to see the best of every situation, I however was designed to see the worst possible outcome and be prepared for it. That why were such a good team, we can see things form every angle.�
�Don�t try to change the subject! I�m not talking about us; I�m talking about your attitude. Just because those hacks in the science lab taught you to view the world through dark glasses doesn�t mean you have to for the rest of your life.� Eighteen threw the underwear back in the box and crossed her arms over her chest and frowned at Bulma, �You need to grow up and stop living as if Frieza were alive.�
�Yeah�I know.� Bulma kicked the box across the room and sat cross legged on the floor, �But my whole life I�ve been nothing but a toy or a weapon of mass destruction to that sick fuck, sent out to wipe out whole planets of people just because that lizard freak wanted me too.� Bulma looked at Eighteen with dry eyes, �The worst thing was that I was never strong enough to say no. You could make Frieza do things for you because you were beautiful and could take everything he gave to you, but me, I was the pretty little fragile thing that, and although smarter then the average Project, I was still incredibly small and weak�I was a joke Eighteen, I had no status except as some sort of sick joke.�
Eighteen looked surprised for a moment and then she turned and walked away, �Well everything sounds bad when you say it like that.�
�What does that mean?�
�Oh please, you think I like being what I am? You think you�re a sick joke? At least people respect you. I was just seen as Frieza�s favourite whore, and things haven�t gotten any better since he�s died. I was the dumb blonde, too stupid to be trusted on her own in a mission, too strong not to send anyway. Do you think I liked knowing that every time you came on a mission with me you did it because I was too stupid to figure out mission problems?� Eighteen looked frustrated, but still, like Bulma, she didn�t cry. Eighteen sank to the floor near Bulma and they looked at each other pathetically.
�I guess where as bad as each other.� Bulma finally said, looking sheepishly down at the floor, �I�m sorry�for you know�thinking that way about you.�
�Yeah me too�� Eighteen fiddled with her hair, �Sometimes I wish Frieza hadn�t made us so nicely.�
�Why�s that?�
�People expect us to like being treated like whores just because where a kind of advanced infiltration device�� Eighteen held up a hand to forestall Bulma, �And I know what you�re going to say, but its true anyway, were just infiltration devices that are supposed to seduce the enemy.�
Bulma looked at the floor and looked up again, �Yeah�hey this one time down in the lab I heard the scientists talking, I think I must have been about 10 years old, it was just after they had destroyed Project 299. They said that we had another major flaw, we weren�t supposed to have human emotions, but we were developing some of them anyway�I can remember hearing them say that I was probably the best so far�because I was never going to feel love.� Bulma looked at the floor, �They said how I was going to feel hatred and vengeance and despair�but I was never going to feel love.�
�Really?� Eighteen looked tired, �They said that?�
�Yeah�they went on to say it was a pity I was so weak�that I could have been the ultimate killing machine because I�d never feel pity for the enemy, but I was too weak to make a difference.�
�Man�bummer�� Eighteen laughed suddenly, �You know its not true right? The scientists didn�t know what they�re talking about.�
�What do you mean?�
�Well they may have been right that you weren�t born able to love�but the thing is you don�t need to be born loving the world to love people. You learn to love people Bulma, the same way you learn to hate certain people or to laugh at certain people, you learn to love people eventually.�
�Really?� Bulma looked hopeful for a second and then her face fell, �But how do you know?�
�Because I was born with a conscience Bulma and if they could teach me to swallow that down and enjoy killing, then there has to be a way for you to learn how to love. There can�t be a hell if there isn�t a heaven. Remember that little sister.� Eighteen stood up and headed back to her bed, �Remember that.�