Playing On Fear
A/N: _ Ok, yes I know, I haven't updated for.uh.ok I lost count. But yes, you are more than welcome to flame me for it _ I'm not sure what I had can be considered writers block, but what ever it was I lost all interest in writing.. (Maybe because I wrote this chapter twice but those two copies were either lost, or wound up in the washing machine..) But I'm all better now! ^_^" So Here is your chapter and please bear with me _ I truly appreciate those who tolerate my antics. Uhm...but I think I did pretty good on this chapter ^_^" Maybe that will convince you to forgive my absence?
This will be only too easy. Vegeta thought silently as he crept onto the pool deck on silent feet, and smirked at Bulma's relaxed figure floating in the swimming pool.
She is going to get what she deserves for this morning. His smirk flickered to a frown as he recalled the way she had apposed him that morning, but the frown didn't last long as it was overthrown by an oncoming smirk, she's stubborn, extremely so, but after a few days of this even she will learn that my temper is not one to be tampered with.
But while watching his blue haired prey gently bob up and down in the water, his focus on his surroundings wavered and his boot came down onto a thick stick, which cracked loudly on contact. Damn! Concentrate! He mentally scolded himself as he darted into the shadows and out of view.
Bulma's eyes shot open as she spun around in the water to face the noise, her feet slicing threw the surface of the water and back down to a standing position at the bottom of the pool. What the. Her eyes scanned the area where she thought the sound had come from, Must have been a stray cat or something. She thought in an attempt to calm herself.
Still rather shook up, but determined to prove to her self that there was nothing there, she crawled out of the pool, and leaving a trail of water behind her, walked over to the shadowy group of foliage that, unbeknownst to her, the Saiyan prince had found a hiding place in.
Vegeta scowled as he watched the woman near his hiding place. This wasn't exactly what he had planned to happen, but perhaps he could make this go his way...
Common girl! Your not scared of a bunch of plants are you?! Nah! Of course you aren't! Bulma encouraged herself silently, she knew it was just a bunch of plants! But she still had an eerie feeling about it...
Then, just as her hand was a few inches from pushing aside the foliage, she felt a wind sweep past her and then two hands cover her eyes and mouth.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" She let out a muffled scream, her panic becoming obvious, as she swung her arms back and kicked in a frantic attempt to free herself.
Vegeta blocked her arms with his elbows and shins easily, trying as hard as possible not to break out in laughter at her futile attempts. Now was his chance to scare her as much as possible, and he wasn't turning it down.
Bulma trembled all over. Her mind raced, and her scream began to quiet until finally fading into nothingness. She stood there trembling, mentally cursing the hands that covered her eyes and mouth.
Then she felt the hand covering her mouth lift off, and then a second later grip her shoulder tightly. She felt herself jump and could no longer move, fear rooting her to the spot, and she continued shake even more violently.
Then she heard a almost familiar voice whisper into her ear, though she couldn't quite place it, "Are you scared?"
She waited, frozen, and could feel warm breath on her face as the voice waited for reply. "Y-yes.." she whispered back in a barely auditable, trembling voice.
There was a pause, then,
"...Good..." the voice answered in a cold, cruel tone and the warm air once again beat down the side of her face and made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.
Then the hand on her shoulder loosened, before letting go...the other hand covering her eyes followed suit and slipped back to it's owner's side. The figure took a step back.
She listened, still frozen with terror while a very familiar laughter came from the figure behind her. I know that voice... she thought trying desperately to place it, it sounds like....
"VEGETA!" She shouted in a mixture of anger and relief as she spun around to face the Saiyan prince who looked as if he would hyperventilate from laughing so hard.
"You should have heard yourself Woman!" He laughed, crossing his arms and allowing a smirk to form his mouth's shape once more.
"Vegeta!" she shouted, fists clenched with anger. Still, she fought hard to hide a sigh of relief, "I should kill you for that!" She was practically screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Shhh, you are too loud," Vegeta scolded the furious woman in a mock tone, still smirking widely "you don't want to wake those parents of yours do you?"
Bulma feel silent, still shaking, but out of anger now, she was going to KILL him! She was just about to launch an attack on him, and I mean teeth and nails. But then something very unexpected happened, she relaxed, and in an uncharacteristically serene way she silently turned on her heal. Standing up as tall and with as much dignity she could muster, she began to pad away on silent feet, wrapping a towel around herself as she passed the place where she had hung it for after her swim.
She would have her revenge, but not today. Brute force wasn't going to get her anywhere with Vegeta,. Perhaps it was simply that she was exhausted, or maybe that she was just so relieved it was only Vegeta, but she had managed to calm down before her temper made her do something rash.
Tomorrow Vegeta...tomorrow you are going to get what you deserve and more. Bulma felt a smirk tug at her own mouth as she crossed her arms confidently. Tomorrow she would get him back, and badly, that would be worth the wait.
Vegeta's smirk grew wider as he watched the woman vanish from his view. Only one thought entering his mind as he floated up to his bedroom window, Bring it on Woman, bring it on.
A/N: _ Ok, yes I know, I haven't updated for.uh.ok I lost count. But yes, you are more than welcome to flame me for it _ I'm not sure what I had can be considered writers block, but what ever it was I lost all interest in writing.. (Maybe because I wrote this chapter twice but those two copies were either lost, or wound up in the washing machine..) But I'm all better now! ^_^" So Here is your chapter and please bear with me _ I truly appreciate those who tolerate my antics. Uhm...but I think I did pretty good on this chapter ^_^" Maybe that will convince you to forgive my absence?
This will be only too easy. Vegeta thought silently as he crept onto the pool deck on silent feet, and smirked at Bulma's relaxed figure floating in the swimming pool.
She is going to get what she deserves for this morning. His smirk flickered to a frown as he recalled the way she had apposed him that morning, but the frown didn't last long as it was overthrown by an oncoming smirk, she's stubborn, extremely so, but after a few days of this even she will learn that my temper is not one to be tampered with.
But while watching his blue haired prey gently bob up and down in the water, his focus on his surroundings wavered and his boot came down onto a thick stick, which cracked loudly on contact. Damn! Concentrate! He mentally scolded himself as he darted into the shadows and out of view.
Bulma's eyes shot open as she spun around in the water to face the noise, her feet slicing threw the surface of the water and back down to a standing position at the bottom of the pool. What the. Her eyes scanned the area where she thought the sound had come from, Must have been a stray cat or something. She thought in an attempt to calm herself.
Still rather shook up, but determined to prove to her self that there was nothing there, she crawled out of the pool, and leaving a trail of water behind her, walked over to the shadowy group of foliage that, unbeknownst to her, the Saiyan prince had found a hiding place in.
Vegeta scowled as he watched the woman near his hiding place. This wasn't exactly what he had planned to happen, but perhaps he could make this go his way...
Common girl! Your not scared of a bunch of plants are you?! Nah! Of course you aren't! Bulma encouraged herself silently, she knew it was just a bunch of plants! But she still had an eerie feeling about it...
Then, just as her hand was a few inches from pushing aside the foliage, she felt a wind sweep past her and then two hands cover her eyes and mouth.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" She let out a muffled scream, her panic becoming obvious, as she swung her arms back and kicked in a frantic attempt to free herself.
Vegeta blocked her arms with his elbows and shins easily, trying as hard as possible not to break out in laughter at her futile attempts. Now was his chance to scare her as much as possible, and he wasn't turning it down.
Bulma trembled all over. Her mind raced, and her scream began to quiet until finally fading into nothingness. She stood there trembling, mentally cursing the hands that covered her eyes and mouth.
Then she felt the hand covering her mouth lift off, and then a second later grip her shoulder tightly. She felt herself jump and could no longer move, fear rooting her to the spot, and she continued shake even more violently.
Then she heard a almost familiar voice whisper into her ear, though she couldn't quite place it, "Are you scared?"
She waited, frozen, and could feel warm breath on her face as the voice waited for reply. "Y-yes.." she whispered back in a barely auditable, trembling voice.
There was a pause, then,
"...Good..." the voice answered in a cold, cruel tone and the warm air once again beat down the side of her face and made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.
Then the hand on her shoulder loosened, before letting go...the other hand covering her eyes followed suit and slipped back to it's owner's side. The figure took a step back.
She listened, still frozen with terror while a very familiar laughter came from the figure behind her. I know that voice... she thought trying desperately to place it, it sounds like....
"VEGETA!" She shouted in a mixture of anger and relief as she spun around to face the Saiyan prince who looked as if he would hyperventilate from laughing so hard.
"You should have heard yourself Woman!" He laughed, crossing his arms and allowing a smirk to form his mouth's shape once more.
"Vegeta!" she shouted, fists clenched with anger. Still, she fought hard to hide a sigh of relief, "I should kill you for that!" She was practically screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Shhh, you are too loud," Vegeta scolded the furious woman in a mock tone, still smirking widely "you don't want to wake those parents of yours do you?"
Bulma feel silent, still shaking, but out of anger now, she was going to KILL him! She was just about to launch an attack on him, and I mean teeth and nails. But then something very unexpected happened, she relaxed, and in an uncharacteristically serene way she silently turned on her heal. Standing up as tall and with as much dignity she could muster, she began to pad away on silent feet, wrapping a towel around herself as she passed the place where she had hung it for after her swim.
She would have her revenge, but not today. Brute force wasn't going to get her anywhere with Vegeta,. Perhaps it was simply that she was exhausted, or maybe that she was just so relieved it was only Vegeta, but she had managed to calm down before her temper made her do something rash.
Tomorrow Vegeta...tomorrow you are going to get what you deserve and more. Bulma felt a smirk tug at her own mouth as she crossed her arms confidently. Tomorrow she would get him back, and badly, that would be worth the wait.
Vegeta's smirk grew wider as he watched the woman vanish from his view. Only one thought entering his mind as he floated up to his bedroom window, Bring it on Woman, bring it on.