Beginning of Something More

Bulma gazed up into the bluish black pool of shining diamonds and mist. She felt a cool breeze wash over her heated body and allowed herself to be pulled away with the wind. For a moment the dull pain in her chest went away but it was quickly replaced with a feeling of loneliness in the pit of her stomach. She looked towards the silver moon and wished with all her heart she could grow wings and fly away. Away from her past, away from her shattered dreams she would never have, and the ruins of a relationship that had been a lie since the beginning. Yamucha and her had broken up. And this time it was going to stay that way. Something that had never really been there and just imagined. She had known for long time that they had not been destined to be together. Now it was truly over. The break up had not hurt as much as she thought it would. But the cruel words and hard truths did. Tears filled her eyes and threatened to spill over. She sat up and hugged herself. She looked out over the glittering city and she had never felt more alone.


Stop feeling sorry for yourself, a voice inside her head said. You always knew the truth and that one day it would come to this. No point in crying over someone you didn't even love. Bulma sat up a little taller feeling a little bit of her confidence coming back. The hurt was almost a memory now but it did nothing for the deep lonliness in side of her, Bulma sighed. Building back up the walls that had separated her from everybody else was going to be hard.

A big gust of wind blow over the roof that Bulma was sitting on. She shivered in the cold. Then she heard a loud crash and she looked over the side of the roof. "Great, the ladder fell, now I have to stay up here all night." Now her day was complete. She wrapped her arms tighter around herself. It was getting colder by the minute. Bulma was *not* looking forward to the long night that was sure to be ahead
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"Your going to get sick if you stay up here," said a deep voice from in back of her.

Bulma whipped around and was greeted by a pair of endless black eyes. Vegeta.
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"The ah, ladder fell and I'm kinda stuck...up here." Ah gods he was so close to her. She could almost feel the heat practically radiating off him. She wanted nothing more then to go into his arms. She drew in breath shocked at her own thoughts.

"You could have asked for help instead of freezing to death up here," he said in a tone that mixed of soft harshness. She could feel his warm breath on her lips. Something unfamiliar fluttered to life inside of her, like electric anticipation.

"I didn't know if anyone would hear me," she whispered against him. Her body ached to be in his arms but at the same time she felt terrified at what she was feeling.

"I can always hear you Bulma. Why did you come up here anyway?" The deep rumbling of his voice sent shivers down her spine.

"I was hiding. And I didn't want anyone to see me cry." Kami! Why was she telling him this? Vegeta of all people! And yet it felt so natural to tell him what it was she was feeling. She longed to tell all her woes to the one person who might understand her. The one person who had to know what it felt like to be alone.

Vegeta wrapped his arms around her slim waist and gently pulled her closer to him so that there bodies touched. Bulma sighed in the pure warmth and she melted against him.

"Why were you crying ?" he asked softly against her lips. Her pulse was racing and her breath was coming a little faster.

"I...I felt alone," she whispered tears welling up in her eyes. She gasped as he pulled her tighter to him.

"You're not alone now" he said and then without warning his hot mouth was on hers soft and demanding. No one had ever kissed her like this before. She responded with a need that shock her. Bulma put her arms around his neck and began kissing him back.

Bulma became aware of nothing els but Vegeta and the fire he was fanning. His hands seemed to be everywhere, awakening places in her body she didn't even know she possessed, kissing her potentally. She felt drunk by his kisses and giddy with anticipation. She felt the earth move from under her and realized Vegeta had picked her up and they were floating.

She broke the kiss gasping for air, savoring the feeling of freedom. She turned and placed her head on Veget's shoulder and that was all the invitation he needed

The journey to her room was lost in a haze of kisses and caresses. She pulled Vegeta down on the bed with her and he began to kiss her neck in agonizing slowness all the while his hand roamed over her body searching and exploring the textures of her skin. She gasped when his lips met her aroused breast through the fabric of her shirt. The sensations he was creating were driving her mad and her desire soared to new levels.

He paused just long enough to remove her shirt. She was not wearing a bra and could sense the arousal it caused him through the dimly lit room. His black eyes never left hers as he slowly lowered his head to her moistened nipple and gently nipped at it. Her breath caught. It was becoming more difficult to breath. She cried out in alarmed pleasure as he began to suckle her like a man starved. He soothed her doubts with his hands. And oh those hands!

The feel of his shirt on her bare skin was making her wild with frustration. She heard him chuckle against her lips and helped her pull it off . She instinctively put her hands on his flesh. Gods he was beautiful. His skin was smooth and firm under her seeking hands. She slowly glided her hands to his shoulders.

He began to move past her breasts leaving a trace of kisses along her firm stomach. She was breathing much faster now. He slowly moved her pants down her hips. He looked up at her and continued to move them down her legs. He began to kiss the tip of her toes and worked his way back toward her along the path of her thigh. And he paused at the junction at her thighs. She moaned in pleasure at what he was doing with his tongue. She couldn't believe what he was doing to her. No one had ever touched her like this before. She felt something build up inside of her and she unconsciously moved her hips against his tormenting lips. He stopped before she could reach release and she wanted to cry in frustration.

Before she knew it his mouth was crushed against hers in a lock of passion. She felt the most exquisite pleasure rip through her body as he entered her. The two of them began to move together in the darkness...

They continued long into the night. Kissing, caressing,loving each other. Afterwards, Bulma laid in Vegetas sleeping arms. For the first time in her life she felt full and complete. She knew she was in love with the prince who slept next to her and she would never be the same. She snuggled closer to his warmth. This was the end of her loneliness and his. And the beginning of something more...