Chapter Three

CO skipped down the hall after the impatient Saiyajin. He was already through another door and on his determined little way to his memory. CO ran through the door before he slammed it and made sure to mark it before it faded.

Vegeta nodded approval than stepped in further. He was his in his old room, the one he had when he first began to stay at Capsule Corp.s. He looked around than sensed a familiar ki in the hall. The ki burst through the door in the form of a sweaty Vegeta. Vegeta nodded approval once more and watched himself as he sat down on the bed.

Vegeta pushed down his ki so he wouldn't notice himself, and hoped that the Fruit was too weak to be noticed by-

"Chibaka," Vegeta muttered. "Can you make some sort of differentiation between me and myself? Your becoming unclear." He hissed in her ear. She waved her arm dismissively, bringing a look of incredulous anger to Vegeta's face. She pointed to Vegeta, then pointed to Vegeta' on the bed. Vegeta nodded satisfied, but still pissed at her insolence.

Vegeta' meanwhile was leaning back on the bed with his' weight supported on one hand. Vegeta raised a brow as he watched himself' work his' pants lower and grasp onto his' throbbing member. He' held back a groan as thoughts of her floated through his' head. He' brushed himself lightly, then slowly began to rub himself' tighter and with more vigor. He' held a steady pace and muttered her name under his’ breath.

"Oh Bulma...." he' could taste her name in his' mouth, a nearly tangeable thing, so sweet and enticing. He’ wanted to get her on her back, feel her soft skin and push himself’ into her Virginal folds, to hear her scream his’ name.

"'geta?" CO whispered, "Was Bulma a virgin when you two-" Vegeta hissed at her to be silent.

"I don't fucking know," he returned his gaze to himself', who had finished his’ session and was panting slightly and smirking. He’ pulled back up his’ pants and thought very loudly. CO rolled her eyes as Vegeta caught the brain wave and his suit tightened in the groins.

"You really are a monkey, aren't you..." Vegeta ignored her insult and followed himself’ out of the door and down the hall, keeping out of sight, rushing through doors and getting around corners. Luckily he was much faster than his younger self.

Vegeta' walked briskly down the hall and stopped at a door. Her door. He’ pushed it open and entered.

"Vegeta! You pig, why don't you ever knock!!" She protested and pulled on her shirt as Vegeta’ advanced on her. He’ pinned her against the wall. She gasped and tried half heartedly to get away. He’ kept her locked behind the steal cage that was his’ chest.

He’ buried his nose into her neck and inhaled deeply. He’ let his tongue flick against her skin. Bulma rose to her tip-toes to force him lower. Vegeta smiled and complied. He brought his head lower and took her nipple into his mouth.

CO frowned and contemplated this, Vegeta just watched, desperately trying to figure out if this was the right one, to catch some glimmer of a memory, leading him to the truth.

Vegeta' mean while was devouring the blue harired beauties soft breast with a relish that spoke to his’ desperation. He’ lifted her up and carried her to the bed. Bulma clung to him’ and thrashed around, excitedly. He’ dropped her on the bed and lowered himself’ on top of her.

He’ stopped and looked into her eyes, they held such beauty, he’ had to have her, every inch of her flesh and every piece of her soul. He’ kissed her neck and licked his way slowly to her ear. He’ nibbled it softly and stopped. Bulma’s disappointment was voiced with an audible groan as Vegeta’ stalled and breathed his’ hot breaths into her ear.

"I want you." he’ stated. She fought to find the words.

"I..." she pulled away and looked at him’. "You aren't-" Vegeta’ buried his’ head into her neck and tried to push away his’ desire and anger. The rejection he feared had finally come to pass. Bulma said nothing for a moment, then started to laugh. Vegeta’ looked up at her with a furious expression. Did she really think this was at all funny?

She shook her head and looked at him’. "You aren't the man I expected to fall in love with." she confessed. "But I have. I did." She stared intently into his’ eyes. "I love you Vegeta."

Vegeta’ couldn't reply, he’ never knew if he could say the words that were locked in his’ tortured mind. Bulma kissed him’ on the forehead, then his’ lips the moment he’ leaned up, urging him’ to continue. Vegeta’ remembered his’ passion and rolled his’ tongue around in her mouth.

Kami she tasted so good.

He’ couldn't stop himself anymore, he’ positioned himself above her entrance and slid in the tip.

"This is going to hurt," he’ told her, she nodded, and grinded her hips foreward, urging him’ to continue. Vegeta couldn't find it in himself’ to not take her in to the fullest with one clean thrust. Bulma moaned in pain and clutched him’, her eyes tight closed and tearing from the strain.

Vegeta’ continued more slowly, warming her to the pleasure. Slowly, she began to respond and move with his motion.

"Vegeta-" CO tugged on his' shirt. The fanfiction Vegeta nearly had a conniption fit to see her there and Bulma screamed. Vegeta grabbed her and pulled her back, but it was too late, the damage had been done. Vegeta thumped CO on the head.

"What the fuck was that for?" he demanded. SHe shrugged.

"It wasn't the one." Vegeta growled impatiently.

"How do you know?" he demanded. CO scoffed. She held up two fingers.

"Two reasons. And both of them are plot holes. Whatever this shows are truths in that realm, and your real story is plot-hole-less, right?" Vegeta shrugged assention and waited for her to continue. He had seen no plot holes. "Well, the first was Bulma. You were sucking on her nipples, but she had a shirt on. And now you just thrust into her, but you never took off your pants.

The fanfiction vegeta pulled out and looked down in horror at the impossible sight. His’ penis was and wasn't outside of the pants that he’ was and wasn't wearing. His’ eyeballs popped and bended in attempt to comprehend the sight. Bulma screamed and stared down at her own impossible boobs.

Vegeta cursed under his breath and left them there, heading for the exit. CO followed reluctantly, sorry for the trouble she caused.

Vegeta pushed out from the door and without thinking pushed into another one. CO scrambled to keep up.

The were in space.

“Ahh,” CO said, “The classic lost in space senario! Ya, this will be fun, can we do a couple of thes?” Vegeta eyed her suspciously, suspecting that the hole thing was a set up for one of her stories. He shook his head of the paranoa and grabbed her showlder.

“We need to set some rules.” Vegeta told her. CO nodded.

“Definetly, we need more tension and maybe some stories that last longer than 1 chatper I am not that good at 1 shots.” Vegeta frowned.

“No- uh, maybe rules are not such a good idea.” CO shook her head.

“No your wrong, I am taking off the Narrator ears.” She shuddered, “I really don’t want to hear your B-fantasies and see your B-vision. Eeew. Besides that we need to approach it differently. I don’t want to ruin the lives of all the demensions that are not your’s. So no more intreacting.”

“No” Vegeta stated “We may need to communicate to acquire information.”

“Ok ok but no more showing up in peole’s closets. I’ll alter it a bit so we show up in an unpopulated area, like nobody for fifty feet or something. k?” Vegeta shrugged acquiesence and they head out again.

“Chibaka,” Vegeta said. She looked up at him. “You might want to have our forms respomd to the laws of nature. Or we mite end up out here again.” He gesturd around to the empty vaccum of space. co laughed nervousyl and let them be pulled in by the gravity of the nearest object. They came closer and discovered a Capsule Corp. ship that was floating aimlesly around space.

They came to th ship and it let them in quickly to where Vegeta and Builma where having a fite. CO stard all over when the door jus opened lik that. She tok one look at vegeta anf then Bulma and grabed other vegeta’s hand and finaly paying attention to the writin anf the plots and spellings and stuff.

“STUFF??” CO screamed in horror. “I thougt I wrot myself out of thes 1’s!!” Vegeta shruged and held his breath graning the chibi and blasting to the place wheer the came in. co was kindo f hiperventaltaing. “I guess, huff, it made rhe cut. Some dstires are reall- for chrissake you can’t even read that word? I said srories. No Stoeis. STORIES. Sheesh, I said some stoires are good in plot but you cant read em. *pause* I didn’t say EM.”

Vegeta pulled her through the door and dropped her on the ground with a thud. CO shook her head violently and sobbed. “They could at least use the spell-checker!!” she sobbed. Vegeta snorted and entered though the next door. CO sniffed and followed him cautiously.

They were in a Kindergarten room. Vegeta nearly turned on the spot but CO grabbed his arm. “Wait, maybe Bulma volunteered here.” She smiled at the kids as they sat around tiny tables, playing with their napkins and forks.

“What are they doing?” Vegeta muttered as they all stopped and stared at the pair. It was CO’s turn to snort.

“Duh, Vegeta, they’re waiting for their snack!” CO noticed that they were not looking at Vegeta, just at her. Normally she got along well with kids, but there was something wrong here…One boy pointed and started laughing. “What?!” CO demanded.

“You got a big head!” he howled with laughter. CO’s huge eyes narrowed. “Freaky midget!” he chanted and the class joined in, chanting in imperfect unison. Vegeta surveyed this with distaste, severely glad that his offspring were not humans.

“I am NOT a midget! I am chibi!” she screeched, hopping up and down. The boy stood up revealing that he was much taller than her.

“I say your a midget and I am the BOSS around here. You mess with me and I’ll eat your cookies.” He spat disdainfully. “Now go find the teacher, little clown girl!” he sneered. CO stopped and quieted, while Vegeta put his hand over his face detaching him self from the situation.

“YiiiiiiiIIIIIIIAAAAAAA!!!!” CO tackled the boy and sent him rolled around with him on the floor, tearing at him like a rabid chimpanzee. “I am NOT a MONKEY!!!” she hollered.

“I never called you a monkey!” the boy whined under the merciless attack of the Chibi.

“I meant CLOWN.” Vegeta had had enough. He grabbed CO by the back of her shirt and hauled her off the boy. Just then the door opened and a beautiful lady was standing in the doorway wearing a navy blue suit. Bulma, of course.

She had her arms crossed and was frowning slightly.

“You,” she pointed to CO and Vegeta, “In my office, now.”

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