Wild Horses Chap. 9"So," Yamcha started, taking a drink from his mug. "What's the plan?"
Tien took out a pad of paper and looked at it. "Well," he started, "the first thing we're gonna do is: the next time he comes into town, we're going to kidnap his woman before he leaves. If he really has feelings for this woman, he will do anything to save her. We will keep her in a jail cell while we wait for Vegeta to concede, then we'll lock him up and then we'll have to figure out what to do with the girl. And the rumors going around is that her name is Bulma."
Yamcha looked deep in thought (he's capable of that??). "Hmm, Bulma. I have never heard of her or seen her... Anyway, how will we let Vegeta know that we've got his woman?"
"Well, we'll quickly grab Bulma off of her horse before they leave, and stick a note on her saddle telling him that we have captured her and to get her back, he has to turn himself in."
Wild Horses Chap. 8Vegeta awoke the next morning feeling like he was completely refreshed. He felt something on his chest so he looked down to see a contentedly sleeping Bulma laying her head and arm on his chest, and her left leg draped over his waist. He smiled. *I could get used to this...* He sighed contentedly and lay his head on his right arm, wrapping the other around Bulma.
He felt her stir a bit, then sigh and settle back into Vegeta. "Good morning..." she whispered to him.
"That it is," he whispered back.
"I could stay like this forever..." she mumbled, pulling herself on top of Vegeta. She may have been able to stay like that forever, but she was no longer tired. "Vegetaaaa... I'm a bit resssstlesss...." she whispered, smiling lightly, receiving a playful smirk back.
She raised her hips and slid herself down onto his already hard member, still a little sore from the previous
Wild Horses Chap. 6Bulma yawned lazily as she stretched her arms, but she felt oddly confined. She painfully opened her eyes and put her left hand on her throbbing forehead. She moaned in pain as she slightly sat up, but looked down at her chest to see a muscular arm draped across her flat stomach. She looked over to see Vegeta, slightly curled up against her, and she panicked.
*Oh my god...* she thought. *I was drunk last night, he was drunk... WE were drunk.... Holy God.. I really hope we didn't... ::gulp:: DO anything....*
She plopped back down on the bed and slowly rolled out the other side, away from Vegeta's warm and comforting embrace. Hopefully Vegeta would remember what had happened last night, because she sure the hell didn't. She was completely smashed and she was guessing he was too.
Holding her forehead, she stood up and walked over to the entrance, her other hand on her hip. Bulma sighed and looked dow
Wild Horses Chap. 5After a while of standing in the middle of an open area for a long time, Vegeta finally worked up the courage to stroll back to the caves. As he passed the bath cave, a blush crept up to his cheeks. He looked to the ground and noticed wet footprints in the sand leading to the main cave. He sighed. *Well... guess she's out... I have to just act like nothing happened, nothing at all.* He drew in a breath, puffed out his chest, then let the air out, his chest falling again, and continued walking to the main cave.
Once he reached it, he saw Bulma sitting on a rock outside in one of the outfits he got her, squeezing her hair dry. Once she got as much water out as possible, she shook her head, wet strands of hair flying around her face. And he noticed that her hair was straight, not curly, as it had been the days before. She stood up and smoothed out the outfit, looking down at it with an expression he couldn't really decipher. Whether it was disgust or contentm
Wild Horses Chap. 4Bulma stood there, only in her underwear, blanket in a pile at her feet, dazed and confused.
*What in the name of Christ was that...?* she thought. *It was wonderful...* A silly smile on her face, she sank down slowly to the ground. She didn't tell Vegeta this, but.... she had never kissed before either...
She sighed, got up and walked over to a large rock. She sat down, leaned against it and looked up to the blue sky. Her silly smile had disappeared and she had a blank expression, although her mind was reeling with different thoughts and emotions.
Vegeta paced back and forth inside the cave. *What the hell was I thinking?!* he thought angrily. *I can't believe I did that!! It was like I couldn't stop myself... I was drawn to her...* He growled and grabbed his hair in anger. "What is wrong with me?" he asked himself. He sighed with frustration and decided he needed to get out of there. He needed t
Wild Horses Chap. 3Vegeta woke up early as he always does. Then he remembered Bulma. He looked down at the content Bulma sleeping curled against his chest, and smiled. Then a weird, new feeling filled his mind, one that resembled caring. He instantly denied it and mentally slapped himself.
*What are you thinking?!* Vegeta thought, frowning. *You don't care for this woman! She is nothing but your whore, your personal toy. Nothing more.* This thought in his head, he slowly got up, so's not to wake her up, on account of he hates her bitching (and he hasn't even been with her for a full day!), and got dressed. But one thing stuck in his mind and baffled him to no end: Never in his 'career' as an outlaw has he ever had his own whore and not had sex with her the first night, or more accurately the first hour that he had her. He pushed that thought to the side and continued outside to let his horse out and do his morning 'chores'.
Bulma woke up and str