Primal Instincts - Part Four-----------------------------------------------------------------It was exactly 2 months to the day that Vegeta had mauled Bulma.She had realised this when sobbing in the company limo and looking at the electronic calender under one of the tinted windows. Bulma pulled another tissue from a card box on the leather seat next to her and blew her nose lightly.The phone call from Yamcha would have been enough to make any happy young lady cry. 'Sorry Bulma..' He had said without a hint of regret.She threw a wet tissue at the glass divide which separated the driver fromt he passenger.The driver looked over his shoulder for a moment then shrugged, looking back to the road which was drenched with rain water.People hurried home holding umbrelleas and over packed shopping bags on the streets they passed. Bulma leaned to the window on her right. " What a miserable day..." She complained harshly. The driver looked into his rear view mirror and narrowed his eyes at Bulma. "Yeah, jus
Primal Instincts - Part FiveAbout an hour later Bulma stirred from sleep, her fore arm stiff being in the same position for about 8 hours. She slowly sat up and stretched her arms up to the ceiling. Whilst doing this she looked to Vegeta who lay on his side, right arm underneath his head and hand over his face. She smiled lightly and wheelied her portable chair over to his bedside.The first thing she did was grab his sheets and pull them over his bare torso and tucked them in just before his broad shoulder.She sighed gently and looked to his hand, deciding whether or not to move it from his face. She bit her lip slightly and looked around her to the room to see if anyone was looking in. Then slowly she reached for his hand. She pulled back a time when she heard footsteps outside the room. But eventually she plucked up the courage to place a finger to his flesh on the back of his hand, it made her smile gently. Then she placed her whole hand about his and pulled it gently up to rest on the side of his head. She
Primal Instincts - Part SixChi-Chi blushed and suddenly felt a rather uncomfortable feeling of peoples eyes, she cleared her throat and managed to get out of his grasp, not in a desperate way of course but in a way that still kept her interest in what Goku was doing known. Chi-Chi smiled over her shoulder at her husband and she walked swiftly over to the blanket.She knelt down to pick up a sandwich, but before she could even get one out of its plastic wrap she felt Goku's well built form press up behind her, she gasped lightly then looked down at her waist as his sinewy hands creeped about her waist.Her eyes widened greatly when she felt Goku's lips near her ear, and her heart skipped a beat. When they brushed over the skin of her neck, Chi-Chi turned suddenly, breaking his grip, she began to walk backwards over the blanket, a constant smile to her pale face.But Goku suprisingly enough ignored the food below his feet, and continued to advance on Chi-Chi taking easy and graceful steps towards her."