Woven Stories
Final Chapter
He smirked as he picked her up in his arms, causing her to stirr slightly and mumble something that he, inspite of his good hearing, couldn't make out. She snuggled closer to him and sighed deep in her sleep as she was carried upstairs. He fought the urge to lay her on his bed and take her there, as he managed to pass his chamber towards the bathroom. After he had placed her in the tube, she started shivering with the loss of contact. Vegeta however, knew that she would be shivering a lot more as he opened the tap and allowed the cold water to drenk her body.
He was surprised that she was still asleep after four seconds. Then she screamed, opened her eyes and shot up in surprise. She glanced around the room confused, her eyes darted over the tube, and then over Vegeta.
But Vegeta could only chuckle at her appearence, oblivious to the plan that was forming in the genius's mind.
After Bulma switched the tap to warm water, she crossed her legs, as she made herself comfortable in the tube. She looked at him, without a death glare as he had expected, and smiled sweetly.
"Have you finished your story?" she asked, to all his shock. "I've sent in mine."
"I have finished it." he stated, waiting for something in this too suspicious situation.
"So..." Bulma said. "What is it about?"
He quirked an eyebrow, what was that woman getting at? He went to sit on the edge of the tube. "Mainly about battle." And added quickly. "why?"
"Just curious." Throughout her shivering she continued her inteview. "So what was the battle about."
"I battled with Kakarot, than with Freeza, became a Super Saiyan and ruled the universe and I made you-" he suddenly stopped, as he realized what he was saying. The woman would go crazy if he knew about the little romance he had plotted in his story.
But Bulma too tried to be in character instead yelling his head of for pulling such a trick on her. "Oh." she smiled sweetly instead of rolling her eyes at his tipical plot. "My story is about the Z-gang in highschool." She looked him straight in his eyes. "Your in it too." Interest could be seen in his eyes, though his expression show non excitement. "I even allowed you to kick Yamcha's ass in that fic."
That comment caused him to smirk, and she know that it was only a matter of seconds before her plan could be accomplished.
"You could get any girl you wanted." Bulma changed weight and leaned forward so that she was resting on her knees, her hands resting on the rim of the tub, close to Vegeta. She was in a position as if she would stand up any moment. "But I became jealous. So I decided that you could only have me." She leaned in now, her face only inches away from his. "Does that surprise you 'Geta?" she whispered in his ear.
As he found himself in no state to answer, Bulma knew this was the moment she had to react. So with all her power she pulled Vegeta into the tube, who was too surprised to react. Eventually he ended up with his back in the tube, asif he tumbled over. Bulma chuckled.
"I suppose that did surprise you!" she giggled as she saw his expression.
Vegeta smirked as he went to sit up. "You planned it al along, little vixen, didn't you?"
"Maybe..." she said mischiviously.
And then suddenly she was pinned under him, the pleasently warm water covering her back. His hot breath tickeling in her neck as he started to kiss it. Her heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to ask what he was doing. But the words in her mind didn't make any sense. And by the time she was ready to form the question, she didn't want him to stop. He looked up at her. And she felt overwhelmed. Already missing the contact of his lips, she decided to kiss him, feeling the need to repeat what she did yesterday.
He closed his eyes as she kissed him, the carass of her hand that found his way to his chest was driving him crazy... He deepened the kiss and pulled her closer. After he closed the tap with his left hand it returned back to her, providing her all the attention she needed. He slowly picked her up, still kissing as he did so, and walked out of the bathroom, the water dripping and leaving a trale to his bedroom....
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"I am NOT going in there!" Trunks protested.
"Hell you will! It was your plan... so you do it!" His younger sister told him. "And be quiet would ya!"
Trunks sighed.
"I can praticly hear them making me over here! They'll be too busy to hear me." He said sarcasticly.
"I don't understand why you wanted to do this anway... those few months won't make any difference!"
"Yes it does... It will make me a lot stronger." His thoughts trailed further. "Pan will be impres-"
"WHADYAJUSTSAY!" Bra fumed. He had told her they were going back into time to push her father and mother to bed so Trunks would be conceived around five months earlier. 'Imagine what I could do with 5 months extra' he had said. When she told him it was irrelevant, he had promised her that he would be her slave for two days.
Together they had built a time mashine, made a plan, hired in some writers to make homepages, art and fanfiction... and now Bra was afraid that Trunks was doing it all for Pan... she knew he had a crush on her.
"I'm going in now..." He quickly added before Bra could react.
He walked down the halls of Capsule Corp. he knew it all by heart, not much had changed in those twenty years. He kept his energy down as he searched for the laptops. It was better to erase everything.
When he noticed the stories written on paper he smirked, nice evidence.
As he spotted the laptop he went started it up. And in a couple of minuted he had erased history.
But it was okay, the stories were already woven.
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The end
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