Chapter 3 - lemon alert and mild citrus on the side *__’

Vegeta watched her stretching across the yard. Why was he so interested in this pathetic girl? There was
something comforting about her that he couldn‘t place. Bulma felt the prince’s steady gaze on her. Arching
into a graceful backbend she allowed her tail to do as it willed. In this case that was rubbing her thigh, and
then beckoning to Vegeta. She heard him gasp, so she had gotten his attention. She very slowly, very
deliberately turned her head to face him. Catching his eyes she licked her lips then flipped her legs over her
head into a handstand. Then she causally pushed herself onto her feet, and walked over to where Vegeta
was standing. Vegeta had watched all her motions with a wary eye. Her body moved like liquid. He
watched her tail rubbing up and down her strong legs, and then beckon to him. What! Damn! He had been
caught staring. He felt his breath catch as she sashayed over to him. Bulma felt her own heart quicken.
What was she doing? She looked him in the eyes, and calmly asked him for a towel. Vegeta wondered
why he felt so nervous, then he felt it. Her tail was rubbing his leg. And his tail was responding. Then just
as suddenly as it had started she quickly turned her back and strolled away. Was she teasing him?

Bulma ducked into the house as quickly as she could. What was she doing, well, besides playing with fire?
She went upstairs to take a shower before the meteors started to fall. As the warm water massaged her
body she began to think, she didn’t figure Vegeta would want to watch it, but nothing was going to stop
her. Maybe she could climb to the top of C.C. That would be an incredible view! Yes, that is exactly what
she would do.

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Meanwhile, at Kakarott’s residence, Chi-Chi was watching Gohan get ready for his date.

“So you really like this girl huh? What was her name again, Videl?”

“Yeah, that is her name. Her dad is the mayor or Satan City, but I think he is a total loon. I really do like
her. For a human girl she has a very impressive amount of ki. We are going to City Park with Trunks and
his date.”

“Yeah, Bulma told me. I wonder if she and the prince will be watching it. Do you know if Kakarott has
any plans? Not that I am interested or anything, I was just curious.” Chi-Chi’s face had turned bright red,
and a large sweat-drop had gathered on her forehead.

“I don’t really know if he has any plans, but I do know that you like him. Don’t you?”

“I have NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!! And if you repeat that I will make you
sorry.” Chi-Chi ended, her voice dripping in sweetness.

Gohan turned to leave, wanting to get as far from the angry Chi-Chi as possible. As he exited, Gohan
found himself face to shoulder with Kakarott.

“Where ya going Gohan? Got a date? Are you in love?”

“Jeez, Kakarott, you sound like a child. But to answer your questions I am going to City Park, yes I do
have a date, and maybe I am in love.” It was at that time Gohan noticed the older saiya-jin was carrying a
blanket and picnic basket. “Maybe I should ask you the same questions! Where did you get that basket?”

“Uh… Well, I figured Chi-Chi would want to watch the shower tonight, and probably wouldn’t want to
cook, so I uh… er… I figured it would be nice if I got some food for us. A nice woman down the road
fixed the basket for me, and told me I should take Chi-Chi somewhere special. So I guess I will!”
Kakarott plastered a goofy grin on his face, and headed back into the cottage. Leaving a slightly confused
Gohan behind.

Kakarott walked into the kitchen yelling Chi-Chi’s name. He hoped she was still around.

“Where you yelling for me?”

Kakarott turned around, and what he saw took his breath away. Chi-Chi’s hair had been let out of it’s
top-knot pony tail, and hung loosely at the middle of her back. It was shiny and smooth, and Kakarott had
to resist the urge to run his fingers through it. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a violet tank top.
He quickly tore his eyes away from her.

“Yeah, a neighbor sent this basket of food to us, and I was wondering if you would like to take it with us
to watch the show. That is if you want to go with me, I have a spot picked out where we should be able to
see everything, without anyone bothering us.”

“Of course, I would love to.”

That evening Kakarott and Chi-Chi flew to a secluded mountaintop. It was wide and flat across the top,
and the two soon found the perfect sky-gazing location. Kakarott sat there gazing at Chi-Chi, he couldn’t
help but think of how beautiful she looked in the pale night. He wondered what she was thinking.

“Gosh Kakarott, this is so beautiful. Thank you for bringing me with you. I can’t think of anyone I would
rather be here with.” After saying these words Chi-Chi leaned her head against Kakarott’s strong
shoulder. It just seemed so right, like that was where it was meant to be. Kakarott instinctively placed an
arm around her small frame, while his tail wrapped around her waist.

“There is no one I would want to be here with either, Chi-Chi. Do you believe in love, soul-mates, and
bonding?”

“Absolutely, and I think I have found my true-love. Can I call you K-chan? It is so much easier to say.”

“Yeah, anything you want.”

Kakarott leaned in to give her a kiss. He felt Chi-Chi’s body instantly respond to his tongue playing with
hers. A low moan escaped her lips as Kakarott began to run his fingers through her hair. He stopped
suddenly, and asked her, “Are you sure this is what you want Chi-Chi? I am afraid I will not be able to
stop if this continues, but I would never force you to do anything you didn’t want to.”

“I know K-chan. I want this too. I have ever since I first met you. Please make me yours.”

After receiving her reassurance Kakarott slid the tank top over her head. He then slowly unbuttoned her
jeans and removed them. He then began to kiss and lick her neck; her small growls all the encouragement
he needed. Kakarott kissed her fiercely on the lips once more as he tore the remaining garments from her
body. He looked down at her, and felt his heart soar. She was bathed in moonlight, and her face was
flushed from the heavy kissing. Chi-Chi looked at him, her eyes pleading for him to get rid of the barriers
that remained. Kakarott discarded his clothes, and leaned back down to Chi-Chi. He told her to relax,
and his hands began roaming her body. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, noticing how they instantly
hardened under his touch. He moved his fingers down to her stomach, gently tracing circles across her
smooth skin. Chi-Chi was rubbing her hands across Kakarott’s broad back, and through his wild hair.
Kakarott once again claimed Chi-Chi’s mouth as his hands traveled even farther south. He paused at the
tiny curls for just a moment. He broke the kiss and looked into Chi-Chi’s eyes as he gently slipped a single
digit into her warmth. Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red from the pleasure he was causing.
Kakarott lowered his head and caught one firm nipple with his mouth. He began gently nipping and sucking
the pink nub, and inserted one more finger into her. Chi-Chi began moaning loudly now, as Kakarott
caused exciting sensations to rip through her body. In one swift motion Kakarott’s hand and mouth had
traded positions, and Chi-Chi found herself embarking on a whole new level of pleasure. Kakarott knew
what she wanted, but was keeping it just from her grasp. Finally with tongue and hand he brought her to
the first of many climaxes. She was a fast learner, however, and Kakarott quickly found himself the one
being pleasured. Chi-Chi ran her small hands over every scar on his body, and then followed with a trail of
butterfly kisses. She then traced the outline of his collarbone with her tongue before moving to his stomach.
There she kissed his ribs and dipped her tongue into his belly-button. She placed on hand on his hard
member, while the other was tracing large circles on his inner thigh. She could hear Kakarott making small,
guttural noises, and it made her give a small giggle. She replaced her hand with her mouth and began
licking and lapping at him like he was a fine wine. She could feel his control slipping so she began sucking
harder and tighter, until Kakarott let out a loud moan and let all his juices out. He quickly flipped her onto
her back and kissed her again, this time with more force. He slowly placed himself at her still wet entrance,
and looked deep into her eyes as he entered her. She cried out in pain, large tears rolling down her face.
Kakarott leaned down and kissed them all away. He began slowly pumping himself in and out of her, then
he felt her bite down on his neck. He returned the mark of mates and soon the two found themselves lost
in a frenzy of love.

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Bulma sat atop C.C. watching the pieces of rock shoot across the sky in magnificent array. It was like she
was the only one around and the show was just for her. She let out a long sigh, wishing she wasn’t
ENTIRELY alone. Vegeta had heard the sigh and began to wonder what was wrong. He found himself
being drawn by some unseen force to her side. No words were spoken between the two as Vegeta
lowered himself to the blanket Bulma occupied. They both just sat in silence gazing at the night sky. Bulma
broke the quiet by leaning her head against his shoulder and mumbling a small thanks. Vegeta looked
down at her and said “Do you think I can out here just to see you? I happen to find this sky stuff very
interesting, and I think you are horribly ugly, but because it is dark I will allow you to keep your head
where it is.”

Bulma decided to not ruin the moment by arguing, besides she had learned to decipher “Vegeta-es” as she
called it. She knew when he was lying by some instinct, and knew he thought she was pretty, but would
probably never admit it out loud. She kept stealing quick glances at him and couldn’t help but notice how
regal he looked sitting with one leg out straight and his elbow resting on the other. A large breeze had
picked up, and Bulma unconsciously shivered. Before she had time to erect a ki shield for warmth, she felt
herself being pulled closer to the saiya-jin prince. He stretched both legs out and placed Bulma between
them. She automatically leaned back into him, her head resting back against his chest. He looked down at
her, without her ever knowing, and smiled, a real, loving, warm, smile. She sighed once more as she felt his
fingers run through her still damp hair.

“Silly woman, you will catch your death being out here with wet hair.”

“Hah, I am a saiya-jin; a little cold does not bother me. Don’t let my coloring fool you, I am no weakling.”

Vegeta only humhped in response, and Bulma let out a small giggle to show she had only been teasing, and
not really angry. They could feel Trunks ki coming closer, and both decided it was time to go inside. Bulma
went in first, leaving Vegeta alone to think about what had happened between them.

“Live a life with no regrets, young prince.” It was the voice from his dreams!

“Bardock! Is that you?! What do you mean, why do you haunt my sleep?”

“A warning, an evil is coming. The first will be to Chikyuu in three days from tomorrow morning. Be ready!
Warn Kakarott, Gohan, Trunks, and the young women. You will need all of them to win. Do not rush in
with a hard head or you will surely lose. That is all I can say for now. Good luck, Prince Vegeta.” And just
like that the voice, wind, and meteors stopped.