Vegeta meets Lunch and Kushami
By Saiya-jin Z
"Why do I have to meet this damn baka anyway?" Vegeta hmphed as he sat on the couch, tapping his foot impatiently. Bulma rolled her eyes. She turned and looked out of the window before smiling.
"Fine, you don't have to meet her. But she's here anyways…" Bulma told him. "If you're going to stay here with me, you're going to have to meet some of my friends sooner or later. And Vegeta…" Bulma walked over to him before scowling. "If you embarrass me, I'll make your life hell for the rest of you time here…."
"Is that a threat?" Vegeta smirked. Bulma simply stuck her nose up and went to answer the door as the doorbell rang. Vegeta folded his arms and snorted. "Damn baka yaro…"
"Lunch! Hi! Come in come in! I want you to meet someone…"
"Oh?"
"He's through here…"
"'He'? Well, it's about time Bulma!"
"Yeah right!" Bulma scoffed.
"Oops!" Vegeta heard someone giggle and knew he was going to hate her already… Vegeta glanced over at the doorway as Bulma entered. He done a double take as he saw the girl following her. She truly was beautiful… The girl had curly, candy-floss-like purple hair that was adorned with a large red tie-band and she had large, dark blue eyes. She wore a green sleeveless top and khaki shorts. Because of this, Vegeta could easily see her impressive figure.
"Vegeta? He-llo?"
"What?" Vegeta snapped his eyes to Bulma, who was looking at him in a peculiar way.
"I was speaking to you! This is my friend, Lunch. Lunch, this is Vegeta. He's a saiya-jin like Goku."
"Oh, is that so? Well then, you'll be quite an impressive fighter…" Lunch smiled innocently. Usually, Vegeta would be sicken by such an innocent and harmless girl but there was something about Lunch that he couldn't quite put his finger on…"
"Quite isn't the adjective I would use but yeah, I guess you could say that…" Vegeta grinned.
"Lunch, feel free to take a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
"No thank you." Lunch replied. She sat down beside Vegeta. Vegeta eyed her warily. "So, are you staying here long?"
"Not sure… As long as it takes…" Vegeta answered simply. Lunch giggled.
"My my, aren't we a man of many words…" She smiled. Vegeta couldn't take his eyes off her. This girl's ki is so bizarre… I don't know why but… she doesn't seem completely innocent. How could that be?! Look at her for Kami's sake! Vegeta took a look at Lunch. She looked like she would say a single unclean word… "Vegeta, what are you looking at?" Lunch blushed as she noticed his wandering eyes.
"Why does your ki seem so bizarre?" Vegeta asked.
"You certainly aren't shy!" Lunch giggled again as Bulma returned. She sat down on the nearest chair and sipped at her drink.
"Vegeta, Lunch is Tien's girlfriend…"
"And why is that relevant all of a sudden?" Vegeta snapped. Bulma scowled at him.
"Just telling you! Lunch, please excuse Vegeta's high and mighty attitude. He was Prince of the Saiya-jins…"
"What do you mean 'was'?!"
"Really? Wow! I would love to have been royalty!" Lunch said, ignoring Vegeta's comment. Suddenly, the phone rang. Bulma answered it.
"Hello, Briefs speaking… Hey dad… Uh-huh… yeah… yeah… I don't know… did you try the duplicator? I see… Okay, I'll be right there. Ja ne." Bulma hung up. "Lunch, I'm terribly sorry. My dad needs me at the lab pronto. Don't hurry away though. I'll be back before long…"
"Okay Bulma. I'm sure Vegeta will keep me company!" Lunch chirped. Bulma looked warily at Vegeta before leaving.
"Vegeta, do you smell that?" Lunch asked as she sniffed the air. Vegeta did the same.
"Burning…"
"Hmm, I thought so. It must be from outside…" Lunch got up and picked up the spray that lay on the cabinet. "This should help!" She smiled as she squirted it. Suddenly, Lunch sneezed. Vegeta glanced out of the window and when he turned back, he could have sworn he was seeing things. In place of Lunch was another girl. This girl had beach-blonde hair and green eyes as well as the same clothes as Lunch had worn.
"What the…?"
"What the hell are you gawking at?!" The girl inquired rudely. Vegeta was taken aback.
"Nothing! And just who the hell are you?"
"What's it to you?"
"Just tell me your damn name!"
"Hmph, pushy. I'm Kushami and just who are you?"
"You know fine well I'm Vegeta! What the hell happened to that Lunch girl?"
"Lunch?! I am Lunch, you ass! Never seen an evil counterpart before?!" Kushami spat. Vegeta couldn't believe this. "Ugh, I'm getting a headache just talking to you!" She moaned as she stomped through to the kitchen. Vegeta blinked in confusion before getting up and following her.
Vegeta peeked round the door to see Kushami pouring herself a glass of vodka. A tube of pills lay on the counter, which Kushami promptly opened and downed most of the contents of before finishing her drink in one go. Impressive drinking… Vegeta mused. Kushami turned to glare at him before scowling.
"What are you? A collie dog?"
"Eh?" Vegeta didn't understand. Suddenly, Kushami's eyes sprang open before closing. She gripped her head before falling to the ground with a groan. Vegeta walked over to her before checking the pills on the counter. He read the side. "Warning, overdose may result in stomach aches, cramps or… amnesia?" Vegeta looked down at the recovering girl at his feet. Great… The stupid bitch is gonna forget who she is…
"Where am I?" Kushami asked as she sat up. She moved into a kneeling position before looking around, blinking in confusion. She looked up at Vegeta, her mouth falling open.
"You recovered fast.." Vegeta commented. Kushami grinned lazily.
"And who might you be, cutie?" She purred in a sexy voice. Vegeta almost dropped dead, his tail hair standing on end at the sound of her voice.
"What did you just say?"
"You heard me, babe… Are you just gonna stand there and stare or are you gonna help me up?" She asked. Vegeta offered his hand and she took it.
"For the third time, my name is Vegeta…." He told her as he pulled her to her feet. Usually, Vegeta wouldn't entertain the idea of repeating himself but he didn't hate that as much as he hated people forgetting who he was…
"So, Vegeta, are you single?"
"What?!" Vegeta choked on thin air. Kushami held onto his hands firmly as she moved closer. Vegeta simply stared at her in shock as she moved even closer. She was invading his private space…
"Well? Are you? 'Cause I know you and I could have a lot of fun…" Kushami purred deep in her throat. Vegeta's eyes darted down as he felt something brush against his chest. He tried to tear his eyes away as he stared blatantly at her breasts. Kushami giggled. "Why look when you can touch?" She moved his hand onto her breasts. Vegeta was quick to pull away and storm through to the living room. Kushami smirked. "I love men who are hard to get…"
Vegeta dropped down onto the couch and turned on the t.v. He had to get his mind off that woman somehow… No such luck.
"Oh Veggie?" Kushami called through sweetly. Vegeta glared at the doorway to the kitchen as Kushami stuck her head out.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Would I be too forward if I said you?"
"Yes."
"Tough…" Kushami wandered through into the living room. Vegeta found himself captivated by the gentle sway of her hips. Kushami sat beside him. Vegeta protested as Kushami shifted onto his knee. Talk about forward…
"Would you get off?!"
"No. Hey, you have a tail…" Kushami said with surprise as she noticed the object swishing around on the couch. She picked it up and gave it a tug.
"Hey!"
"Just making sure it was real…"
"Why the hell would I have a fake tail?!" Vegeta spluttered with disgust. Kushami grinned.
"Maybe you have other uses for it?" Kushami suggested in her most seductive voice as she played with his tail. Vegeta gulped. This woman was driving him crazy and knew just how to do it… Maybe she was a saiya-jin in disguise…
"Will you just get off my lap?" He complained, changing the subject. Kushami noticed.
"What's wrong, Vegeta? Afraid of the big 'S' word?"
"No, don't be stupid!" Vegeta scoffed. Kushami's eyes glinted.
"Oh, so you're experienced! How about giving me some tips… You can use me to demonstrate if you want…" Kushami grinned as she leaned her head forward so that it was inches from his.
"You wouldn't be able to keep up with me!" Vegeta mocked with his usually sadistic grin. Kushami grinned back.
"Is that a challenge, Veggie-chan? I could screw you into the ground!" She informed him. "In fact, you probably find me so sexy that I would even need to actually carry out the deed to drive you crazy!" She cackled. Vegeta knew she wasn't too wrong…
"Those are just words… You have no evidence to back them up." As soon as Vegeta had said that, he regretted it. Kushami shifted on his knee before grinning. She wriggled about before looking down.
"That'll be your evidence…" She smirked. Vegeta scowled. There was a brutally hot female on his knee… that was the last thing he needed to hear! He brushed it aside.
"Not likely…"
"It will be in a moment…" Kushami shoved him against the back of the couch and pinned his shoulders with her hands. Vegeta gasped as Kushami suddenly pressed her lips against his, kissing him hard and fast. Vegeta wriggled to free himself but the woman had quite a bit of strength and his was disappearing by the second.
Kushami continued to kiss Vegeta hard. She pulled away for a moment, pushing him down onto the couch before straddling him. Vegeta grabbed her waist to stop her but Kushami slid her hand down his stomach before going further. Vegeta let her go in surprise as she reached his lower regions. Kushami dived at the chance and began to kiss his neck, nibbling at the skin hungrily. Vegeta's saiya-jin blood pounded hard in his veins as Kushami worked her effective magic on him, weakening so that she could do as she pleased. Kushami's hand stayed where it was whilst her other grabbed his hair viciously, holding him in place. Vegeta's breath escaped in short gasps as Kushami's hand began to slide back and forth. He groaned as she trailed her lips up his neck before kissing him passionately, her hand moving in rhythm with her lips. Vegeta completely blissed out, so to speak. Kushami rested her head on his shoulder, burying her face into his hair. Yep, you guessed it. It made her sneeze. Vegeta opened his eyes to see Lunch sitting up in Kushami's place, looking more confused than anything else... She looked down at Vegeta.
"Oh gosh! I'm so sorry Vegeta!" Lunch blushed furiously as she got up hurriedly. She obviously regained her memory as Vegeta noticed with a hint of disappointment. "I don't know what got into me!"
"Nothing did, fortunately… You're perfectly safe." Vegeta scowled as he rested his arms behind his head, a little disappointed at the removal of contact. Until he heard the front door open as Bulma returned.
"Hey Lunch. Vegeta didn't bother you, did he?"
"No, not at all." Lunch smiled, her cheeks still a little flushed. Bulma looked down at Vegeta, who had sprawled out on the couch and appeared to be sleeping. He wasn't. Instead, Vegeta was wondering. Wondering about the past half an hour. Wondering if Lunch or Kushami would ever remember the events... Wondering if Bulma would ever find out... Vegeta grinned before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
The End
Notes ~ A bit weird, that one. It wasn't too long. Vegeta never did meet Lunch so it isn't accurate either. Ah well, hope ya like it and send any comments to sapphire_phoenix99@hotmail.com!