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computer, and if you sue me and take that away I will hurt you, severely.
I'm writing this disclaimer and the little ending thing at 2:30 in the
morning, so I'm not in the best of moods. Kind of sleepy here. Bare with
me, I'm usually not this grumpy. (BETA READER HERE: YES SHE IS!! RUN, RUN
WHILE YOU CAN!)
This is my first shot at writing a P/V. Well, I've written P/V before, but it's been scraped so many times, this is my first P/V that I actually wrote out the first chapter fully. Woo Hoo for me! You are probably not even reading this. So spend your time wisely and read the damn fic thingy I wrote for you. Oh yea, btw, this chapter wasn't Beta read. (HAS BEEN NOW AHAHAHA . OWW What's with the shoe you hit me with?) Hopefully, the other ones will be.
(.) Beta talking. but not in the fic. does she EVER shut up?! ^_~
Secrets Chapter 1
This is my tale. Probably pointless to write down secrets, but I am anyway. It happened so long ago, almost about five years ago, this must be the most stupid thing I have done in my life. It's just; I can't seem to forget that one night. The precious four-year-old child running around me all the time doesn't help me either, because in truth, she is my constant reminder. Thankfully she looks enough like me that my husband has yet to discover it is not his child. Yes, I realize how stupid it was to get knocked up by a one-night stand, but it wasn't a one-night stand. It was something much, much more than that.
It has been proven that people are more interested in the things that are forbidden, driven by lust, wrong, illegal, and most of all, sexy. Well, this story is about all those things. Are you confused yet? Let me spell it out for you. I had an affair. The most intense love affair a person could have. I call it a one-night stand because we weren't intimate many times, and the last time was the most important. In reality, it went on for a month or two. A month or two of glances shot at one another, teasing, fooling around in the training rooms, and making mad passionate love in his bedroom, in the bed he shared with his wife. Yea, I know, bad me. Getting involved with a married man while you were engaged. Well no, I got involved way before that. I'd love to start at the beginning, but that would be when my Grandfather left us, and I don't think you want to hear about my last four boring years of adolescence. So I will start with my nineteenth birthday party, when we first decided we needed to taste each other.
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More hugs, and more kisses, more presents, and more people. This was all so dull to me. How did people actually enjoy a function as big as this? If I had it my way, we would be a small group of close friends and family, with a small cake and few presents. Thanks to Bulma Briefs, my soon to be mother- in-law, that was not possible. Instead, there were about 100 people there, and I doubt it was for my birthday. There was no way all these presents were for me turning nineteen. I was never that special. If I knew her, and I did, it was combined with an engagement party. I really didn't want one of these. Dear Kami, please save me from this torturous hell.
I softly patted my fiancé's lap and kissed him on the cheek. A little snack would be great to have right now; I was getting a little hungry. Sadly, the Saiya-jins were forced to eat inside. Bulma didn't want the reporters (yes there were reporters) to think anything 'weird' was going on. Oh yea, nothing weird. Her son, the president of Capsule Corporation, was only half alien along with his sister, his father was an alien, and his fiancé was one quarter alien. Nothing weird going on at all.
So I calmly strolled inside, ducking every camera or person I saw, making it inside with only fifteen fake smiles. I think that is a record for today. Shaking my head with a chuckle, the buffet table was shown to me. Beautiful foods, all lined up, calling out to me. Oh yea, pig out time. My body was there before my mind was, dishing any food I could find onto my plate. Oh happy day! Food, food, and more food! After filling my plate, err plates; I made my way to the living room. Nobody was in there at the time; thank Kami.
Even if I didn't sense anyone in there, it didn't mean nobody was there. I was just about to shove the food in my mouth when I felt the eyes on me. The burning eyes that really captured my soul, more than Trunks' piercing blue ones. Placing my fork down, I stood and turned slowly. Cookie for me, I was right. My handsome Prince of Darkness stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. He was in his casual clothes, minus the fingerless gloves. Damn, I really loved those things.
Lets get one thing straight before I continue with this story. I've had a sort of a, thing, for Vegeta for a few years. Not some obsessive schoolgirl crush where you want to marry the guy and have a perfect little life with. That's what Trunks is for. What I felt for Vegeta was, different. It stirred something deep within me, making me want to throw him down on a table and screw him in front of everyone. Bad thoughts, I know. But DAMN he was HOT. Can you blame me? Therefore, every time I looked at him, something bubbled inside me, especially now. Now that I have interrupted you with this, I will let you get back to reading the part between he and I.
There we were, standing face to face. I wanted to ask him why he wasn't outside, but I knew that answer, and my mouth would not move. Plus it went very dry. How odd. Oh Kami, he took a step toward me. Stupid, stupid me took a step back. Then he took another step, and so did I. We've danced this dance before, but somehow this one was different. Maybe because he still hasn't said anything yet, hasn't turned away, or maybe because the couch was directly behind me, and my next backwards step landed me on it. Smooth moves girly. And there I sat, stunned, as the Dark Prince stalked towards me. What took a matter of seconds, but seemed like hours, he was leaning over me. His hot breath tickled my neck, giving me sensations that I had never received before. "Woman, close your eyes."
His words poured out hoarsely, but they were smooth as butter to me. He addressed me as WOMAN. Not brat, not child, not a grunt. Woman. The name he reserved for his wife. So, what was I to do but close my eyes? I would have anyway, just out of relaxation from these pleasurable feelings. Soon enough my prayers were answered. All the thoughts in my head must have given off some sort of power, because a pair of lips was touching mine. They were soft and smooth, radiating a sort of fervent heat. A tongue ran across my lips, trying to separate them to let its self in. Luckily, my mouth was ready for company, especially this company. It raped my mouth of innocence, exploring every corner and crevice. Hell, the hot tongue practically placed a flag in my mouth claiming it as it's own. Not that I minded. Rather, I enjoyed the powerful kiss, and so I wrapped my arms around his neck to draw him closer. A large hand made its way to comb through my short black hair. My fingers slipped themselves into the base of his spiked ebony mane to add a more possessive feeling. Unfortunately this method didn't work, because my prince pulled himself away panting heavily. How could he leave my mouth naked when I wanted more? Vegeta nibbled affectionately on my neck before rasping out "I will be in my quarters."
I sat stupidly on the couch, just staring off into space. If anyone could possibly be dazed and confused, it was I. Before I was torn between harboring a slight crush for Vegeta and the love I held for his son, but now it was different. The wild animal instinct I had to throw him down and take him, well, that was pretty strong right now. How we did not get caught making out really surprised me. There were so many people here, how did they not walk into the living room at that moment? That was the least of my worries. Now, I had to think about how to stand. It would be a bit weird if I was sitting here, a pile of food next to me, and it was untouched. Shakily I stood, and I mean shakily, taking my plate and actually dumping it in the garbage. Half of me said to dive in there to eat the food, and the other half played over his words. What does he mean he'll be in his quarters? It dawned on my when I passed the stairs. These stairs were the only thing separating my dark prince and me. One of my feet had found its way to the first stair, but, would my other foot? The door to the outside was not far, but the bedroom wasn't either. What was I going to do?
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Cliffhanger? I don't know. Those aren't my things. Review if you want, it would be appreciated from the bottom of my heart (if I could find my heart.) but I won't force you to. But I really want you to review for my excellent beta, when she starts beta reading for me, AMCM74. Yes, I have employed THE AMCM74 as my beta. Pretty cool, huh? (LOOK!!! YOU can get people to say ANYTHING if you offer them enough chocolate!) Well, having friends in high places really helps with these things. She didn't beta this chapter,(YES SHE DID YES SHE DID) as I said, but I did not feel like waiting until tomorrow to post this. So next chapter, review for her (CAUSE I AM A SHAMLESS REVIEW BEGGER) if you don't review for me. Oh yea, and if you want to flame me, go right ahead. (NO! DON'T I WILL CRY, I am sensitive.) I could probably flame you about ten times worse.
-You labeled me, I labeled you, so I dub thee unforgiven.
Until next time -Vejiita's Demon
This is my first shot at writing a P/V. Well, I've written P/V before, but it's been scraped so many times, this is my first P/V that I actually wrote out the first chapter fully. Woo Hoo for me! You are probably not even reading this. So spend your time wisely and read the damn fic thingy I wrote for you. Oh yea, btw, this chapter wasn't Beta read. (HAS BEEN NOW AHAHAHA . OWW What's with the shoe you hit me with?) Hopefully, the other ones will be.
(.) Beta talking. but not in the fic. does she EVER shut up?! ^_~
Secrets Chapter 1
This is my tale. Probably pointless to write down secrets, but I am anyway. It happened so long ago, almost about five years ago, this must be the most stupid thing I have done in my life. It's just; I can't seem to forget that one night. The precious four-year-old child running around me all the time doesn't help me either, because in truth, she is my constant reminder. Thankfully she looks enough like me that my husband has yet to discover it is not his child. Yes, I realize how stupid it was to get knocked up by a one-night stand, but it wasn't a one-night stand. It was something much, much more than that.
It has been proven that people are more interested in the things that are forbidden, driven by lust, wrong, illegal, and most of all, sexy. Well, this story is about all those things. Are you confused yet? Let me spell it out for you. I had an affair. The most intense love affair a person could have. I call it a one-night stand because we weren't intimate many times, and the last time was the most important. In reality, it went on for a month or two. A month or two of glances shot at one another, teasing, fooling around in the training rooms, and making mad passionate love in his bedroom, in the bed he shared with his wife. Yea, I know, bad me. Getting involved with a married man while you were engaged. Well no, I got involved way before that. I'd love to start at the beginning, but that would be when my Grandfather left us, and I don't think you want to hear about my last four boring years of adolescence. So I will start with my nineteenth birthday party, when we first decided we needed to taste each other.
~*~*~*~
More hugs, and more kisses, more presents, and more people. This was all so dull to me. How did people actually enjoy a function as big as this? If I had it my way, we would be a small group of close friends and family, with a small cake and few presents. Thanks to Bulma Briefs, my soon to be mother- in-law, that was not possible. Instead, there were about 100 people there, and I doubt it was for my birthday. There was no way all these presents were for me turning nineteen. I was never that special. If I knew her, and I did, it was combined with an engagement party. I really didn't want one of these. Dear Kami, please save me from this torturous hell.
I softly patted my fiancé's lap and kissed him on the cheek. A little snack would be great to have right now; I was getting a little hungry. Sadly, the Saiya-jins were forced to eat inside. Bulma didn't want the reporters (yes there were reporters) to think anything 'weird' was going on. Oh yea, nothing weird. Her son, the president of Capsule Corporation, was only half alien along with his sister, his father was an alien, and his fiancé was one quarter alien. Nothing weird going on at all.
So I calmly strolled inside, ducking every camera or person I saw, making it inside with only fifteen fake smiles. I think that is a record for today. Shaking my head with a chuckle, the buffet table was shown to me. Beautiful foods, all lined up, calling out to me. Oh yea, pig out time. My body was there before my mind was, dishing any food I could find onto my plate. Oh happy day! Food, food, and more food! After filling my plate, err plates; I made my way to the living room. Nobody was in there at the time; thank Kami.
Even if I didn't sense anyone in there, it didn't mean nobody was there. I was just about to shove the food in my mouth when I felt the eyes on me. The burning eyes that really captured my soul, more than Trunks' piercing blue ones. Placing my fork down, I stood and turned slowly. Cookie for me, I was right. My handsome Prince of Darkness stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. He was in his casual clothes, minus the fingerless gloves. Damn, I really loved those things.
Lets get one thing straight before I continue with this story. I've had a sort of a, thing, for Vegeta for a few years. Not some obsessive schoolgirl crush where you want to marry the guy and have a perfect little life with. That's what Trunks is for. What I felt for Vegeta was, different. It stirred something deep within me, making me want to throw him down on a table and screw him in front of everyone. Bad thoughts, I know. But DAMN he was HOT. Can you blame me? Therefore, every time I looked at him, something bubbled inside me, especially now. Now that I have interrupted you with this, I will let you get back to reading the part between he and I.
There we were, standing face to face. I wanted to ask him why he wasn't outside, but I knew that answer, and my mouth would not move. Plus it went very dry. How odd. Oh Kami, he took a step toward me. Stupid, stupid me took a step back. Then he took another step, and so did I. We've danced this dance before, but somehow this one was different. Maybe because he still hasn't said anything yet, hasn't turned away, or maybe because the couch was directly behind me, and my next backwards step landed me on it. Smooth moves girly. And there I sat, stunned, as the Dark Prince stalked towards me. What took a matter of seconds, but seemed like hours, he was leaning over me. His hot breath tickled my neck, giving me sensations that I had never received before. "Woman, close your eyes."
His words poured out hoarsely, but they were smooth as butter to me. He addressed me as WOMAN. Not brat, not child, not a grunt. Woman. The name he reserved for his wife. So, what was I to do but close my eyes? I would have anyway, just out of relaxation from these pleasurable feelings. Soon enough my prayers were answered. All the thoughts in my head must have given off some sort of power, because a pair of lips was touching mine. They were soft and smooth, radiating a sort of fervent heat. A tongue ran across my lips, trying to separate them to let its self in. Luckily, my mouth was ready for company, especially this company. It raped my mouth of innocence, exploring every corner and crevice. Hell, the hot tongue practically placed a flag in my mouth claiming it as it's own. Not that I minded. Rather, I enjoyed the powerful kiss, and so I wrapped my arms around his neck to draw him closer. A large hand made its way to comb through my short black hair. My fingers slipped themselves into the base of his spiked ebony mane to add a more possessive feeling. Unfortunately this method didn't work, because my prince pulled himself away panting heavily. How could he leave my mouth naked when I wanted more? Vegeta nibbled affectionately on my neck before rasping out "I will be in my quarters."
I sat stupidly on the couch, just staring off into space. If anyone could possibly be dazed and confused, it was I. Before I was torn between harboring a slight crush for Vegeta and the love I held for his son, but now it was different. The wild animal instinct I had to throw him down and take him, well, that was pretty strong right now. How we did not get caught making out really surprised me. There were so many people here, how did they not walk into the living room at that moment? That was the least of my worries. Now, I had to think about how to stand. It would be a bit weird if I was sitting here, a pile of food next to me, and it was untouched. Shakily I stood, and I mean shakily, taking my plate and actually dumping it in the garbage. Half of me said to dive in there to eat the food, and the other half played over his words. What does he mean he'll be in his quarters? It dawned on my when I passed the stairs. These stairs were the only thing separating my dark prince and me. One of my feet had found its way to the first stair, but, would my other foot? The door to the outside was not far, but the bedroom wasn't either. What was I going to do?
~*~*~*~
Cliffhanger? I don't know. Those aren't my things. Review if you want, it would be appreciated from the bottom of my heart (if I could find my heart.) but I won't force you to. But I really want you to review for my excellent beta, when she starts beta reading for me, AMCM74. Yes, I have employed THE AMCM74 as my beta. Pretty cool, huh? (LOOK!!! YOU can get people to say ANYTHING if you offer them enough chocolate!) Well, having friends in high places really helps with these things. She didn't beta this chapter,(YES SHE DID YES SHE DID) as I said, but I did not feel like waiting until tomorrow to post this. So next chapter, review for her (CAUSE I AM A SHAMLESS REVIEW BEGGER) if you don't review for me. Oh yea, and if you want to flame me, go right ahead. (NO! DON'T I WILL CRY, I am sensitive.) I could probably flame you about ten times worse.
-You labeled me, I labeled you, so I dub thee unforgiven.
Until next time -Vejiita's Demon