Title: A Ripple in Time
Author: Gokou_chan
Rating: R to NC-17
Fandom: Real World/Dragonball Z
Warnings: SHOWER SCENE!! PLACES PPL!!! For all those who are squeemish but managed to make it this far, I commend you. But if you truly do not wish to be squicked, this is a LEMON or semi-lemon scene. Turn back now, all ye faint or weak hearted!
Disclaimer: Oh... ::sniffles:: I just missed buying the kawaii Saiyajin pair on E-bay! The things I could have made them do... oh wait. I'm already making them do it. Nyah! I don't own the characters, so don't sue!

<><>Japanese Dictionary<><>

Ohayo = Good Morning!
Oi = Hey
Waka ta = okay
Hai = Yes
Tsuden Ikko = Instant Transmission
Shinee = die
So ka = I see
Kawaii = Cute
Kakkoi = Cool
Daijoubu ka = Are you okay?
Daijoubu = I'm fine.
Senshi = warrior
Futskayoi = Hangover
Kisama = you
Chikusho = Bastard
Nan da = what is it?
Nuy ta = It worked
Nani = what?
Juuhachico = No. 18
Arigato = thank you!
Doitashimashite = you're welcome
-sama = a term of respect
Aho = moron
Yatta = I did it!
So na = No way
Baka = Idiot
Onna = Woman
Boku wa = I am
Ka = the
Ouji = Prince
no = of

<><>Part Seven<><>

I reluctently broke away from Vegita's neck, short of breath. I reached for the knobs and started the water flowing. It cascaded down in streams, splashing on our bodys.

"We really should wash up." I whispered, nibbling at his ear. All the sarcastic little voices were quiet in my head, leaving me to face everything by myself.

"Hn." Vegita scowled. When was the last time he and Bulma slept together? What if... it was just that once? I reached into the memories that had passed into my mind at our bonding. Almost a year since he was laid? Yikes.

Vegita flushed beet red. Oops. Forgot he could hear me. I chuckled and kissed him on the tip of his nose. Kawaii! I look around the roomy shower stall for the soap and finally spotted it on a rack under the shower head. I grasped it, but it slipped from my hand and I crashed to the floor after it with a yelp. Oh yeah, this was going great.

Soundlessly Vegita lifted me to my feet after I had recovered the soap. I could see laughter in his eyes apart from his usual grim expression. I must have givin him quite the show. My eyes widened comicly at the thought. I think might just as well have. Vegita snickered. Flushing I tackled him pinning him to the shower floor and with a grin I started tickling his sides, causing him to start laughing. Who would have though he was ticklish?

I didn't stop my attack, but suddenly found myself on the bottom and a devilishly grinning Vegita was sitting on my stomach. Uh oh. With a shout he dove at me, sending me into a fit of laughter. I had always been ticklish. Damn. I was helpless as he left me in giggles, not relenting in his struggle. With a sharp intake of breath, I flipped us again and grinned down at him. The water pouring into our faces, we paused, a silence overtaking the room. I leaned down and brushed his lips with my own.

Oh boy. Reaching around on the wet tile, I was able to locate the bar of soap that had been lost again in our scuffle. I gently swiped the bar across Vegita's chest, lathering lightly. I massaged gently at his neck, kneeding at the knots in his muscle. He closed his eyes, his face easing out of it's tension. His expression was almost open. His lips parted slightly and he sighed, eyebrows lifting in an expression of bliss. I moved my head so the water could wash away the soapy foam from his body.

With a flush, I remembered a scene from a video I had stumbled across, back in my old life. I wasn't supposed to watch it, or even have it in my possesion, but I was curious. It was a gay porn video, and there had been this really hot scene. I didn't see all of it, because I had been disgusted at the time. Now however... I wish I had watched more. It would have been helpful in this new life.

I trailed my lips down Vegita's chest until I came to his nipple. I parted my lips and sucked gently. I didn't know what else to do... or I was too afraid to try. Heh heh... I was chicken.

Vegita's head came up as I stopped my ministrations with a tinge of annoyance in his eyes. He rolled his eyes, before smirking at me.

"Baka. Must I show you everything?" He muttered, brushing a hand along my jaw, smoothing my wet hair back. With a gentle shove he had switched places with me and I was on the wet, tile floor again. He leaned over me, stradling my waist, tracing patterns on my chest.

"Kakarott..." He whispered into my ear. His breath skimmed across my neck as he sucked along my neck sending shivers throughout my entire body. Oh god... And then his hands were moving lower...

I gasped as his hand moved along the inside of my thigh, the shockwave sweeping across my nerves. Without thought I bucked into his hand, biting my lip at the pleasure it caused. He was stroking me now, the rythmic motions causing more pleasure than I had ever thought possible and I wasn't able to stop from crying out.

"Vegita!" Hy hands wrapped around his body of their own accord, alternetly smoothing and clenching at the slick muscles there. The water continued to cascade around us, our bodys dripping wet. He leaned into my body, a fully caressing embrace as our hardness' touched. The shocks of pleasure increased as we thrust against each other, the friction almost unbearable.

With a cry, I felt something give inside me and a thick warmth spread across my stomach. At the same time, Vegita let out a low moan and collapsed on my chest. My eyelids felt heavy as the days events caught up with me. My injurys may have healed, but it seemed the energy boost Bulm's bean provided was temporary. Vegita was completely spent; he had already fallen asleep.

I forced myself to my feet, cradling Vegita in my arms as I stood directly under the spray, letting the water wash away the traces of our passion. I eased him to his feet, supporting his weight with one arm as I turned off the water, opening the shower doors and stepping out into the steaming room. I somehow managed to get us dried off and into the bed, pulling the covers up around us before I slipped into the welcome blackness.

It was dark. And warm. Where was I? Oh yeah... As I became more aware of my surroundings, I realized I was curled around another body.


I sighed, snuggling further into his warmth, inhaling the scent that was distinctly his. Five more minutes...

The door crashed open as Bulma flew in. Literally.

"GOKUH!!!" She squeeled with glee, beaming. "Yatta! Yatta! My invention worked! Although I did break the machine when I tested it..."

At that moment, Vegtea poked his head out from under the covers with an annoyed expression on his face.

"Don't you ever knock??"

"Huh? Oh. My. God."

We were then attacked by one hundered and twenty five pounds of extreamly happy woman. Also literally.

"You did it! Ha! How was it? Huh? Was it fun? Did you like it? You have to tell me everything..."

"Onna! Will you shut up!" Vegita roared, half awake and pissed. "I have already stated, what we do is not of your concern! THIS IS NOT A SLUMBER PARTY!"

I groaned and threw a hand over my eyes, replacing it with a pillow as I burrowed under the covers in a vain search to find sleep again.

"Awww Vegita's blushing! Kawaii!"

"I am not!"

"Come on... admit it!"

"Leave me alone! Do I look like an onna? Or one of your baka friends? Boku wa ka Saiya-jin no Ouji! I won't degrade myself in such a manner."

I'm not going to do a thing about this. I'm just going to sleep, yup, sleep. I pulled the pillow closer to my ears and groaned, squeezing my eyes further shut. After not-listening to several more minutes of their fighting, I couldn't take it anymore and I sat up as well, the covers falling from my bare torso. I rubbed at my eyes.

"Ohayo Bulma-san..."

"Gokuh! Daijobu des ka?"

"Hai, daijobu. What's the racket about? You wanted to show me something?"

Vegita huffed and crossed his arms, scowling to one side. I grinned at him. Bulma looked at each of us before smirking knowingly.

"Don't worry, it can wait. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone."

"Hey wait! Before you go, do you know what time it is?" I asked at the thought struck me. I think I had arrived in this world around three in the afternoon. Judging from the passing time, Vegita and I had started our battle around ten am, but I had no idea of when we had finished. And the events after hadn't helped my sense of timing either.

"Let me see... about two am. Ja!" With a cheery smile and wave, she zipped out the door, slamming it again behind her. My mouth hung open. Two am? So na... time sure flew. I yawned. It seemed I was still tired. I lay back down, relaxing into the comfy bed. Vegita sighed, lying back down as well, snuggling up against me with his arm draped across my chest and his head cushioned on my shoulder. I felt my eyes closing soon, sleep again nagging at the corners of my mind. I held Vegita close, drifting towards unconsiousness.

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