Bulma lay awake in bed. It had been three days since the incident in the hall. She hadn't gotten any closer to winning Vegeta back in the last few days. But something really bothered her. It was the supposedly broken bond. She knew that Vegeta had lied about the aspects of the bond. She had thought about it long and hard. She hadn't really had any clear ideas.
Suddenly a thought came to her. The bond wasn't broken. It wasn't broken. Vegeta was lying because he was still trying to figure out a way to break it. This was perfect. She knew just what she had to do. She would play on his possessiveness. The bond was part of the reason he was so possessive. He couldn't stand the thought of her with another man.
Bulma began to form a plan in her mind. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep. She just lay there. Tomorrow she would put her plan in motion.
It was the next day and Bulma had only had about an hour of sleep. She ran downstairs and found Vegeta eating in the kitchen. "Perfect," she thought. "He wouldn't go outside for at least half an hour. She ran back upstairs and put on the skimpiest bikini she could find. The top was just a strip of cloth that would barely cover her breasts and a thong bottom. The bikini was a crimson red. She looked absolutely stunning and maybe a little skanky
Bulma looked at herself in the mirror. "I look hot," Bulma praised herself. She smirked and gave a wink then made her way downstairs. She walked quietly because she didn't want Vegeta to hear her. She slid past the kitchen and out of the front door.
Vegeta on the other hand had seen her walk quickly and quietly by. "What is she up to?" he asked himself. He finished his eggs then got up and followed her out the front door. He didn't see her so he walked around the side of the house. He finally saw her. She was heading to the pool. He did a double take when he saw what she was wearing. Was she really wearing that when she passed him? He didn't remember. All he knew was that she looked as sexy as ever.
Bulma laid out her towel on the chair and she lay down on it. The pool was easily seen from the street and some young men had come up to the gate separating the complex and the street. They started whistling and hooting. Bulma just smiled. She continued to soak up the sun. She put her shades on oblivious to the men at the gate.
Vegeta felt a wave of jealousy surge through him. More men kept coming up to the gate and they were ogling his woman. He wouldn't stand for this. He needed to put her in her place. Vegeta began to walk across the lawn. His fists were clenched by his side. This was ridiculous. She had no right to play him like this.
He reached Bulma and stood in front of her blocking the sun and the men from seeing her luscious body. Bulma moved her shades down her nose so she could give Vegeta the evil eye. "What do you think you're doing?" Bulma asked him.
"That's just what I was going to ask you. What in the hell do you think you're doing?" Vegeta said angrily.
Bulma sighed and pushed her sunglasses back on her face. She turned her head to the side and tried her best to ignore him. The men at the gate were ready to see if there was going to be a fight. Vegeta crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Don't ignore me, Woman," he warned her. She was starting to piss him off.
Bulma just shrugged. Then she stood up and walked right past Vegeta. The crowd beyond the pool started howling. She winked at them then she dived into the pool. Vegeta looked at her form under the water shocked. She swam to the other side of the pool then lifted herself up and out of it. The onlookers were having the best time of their lives. Bulma noticed some older men in the crowd but that didn't bother her. At least she was getting attention and her plan was working perfectly.
In a flash Vegeta was by her side grabbing her by the arm. He began to pull her towards the house. Bulma was a little shocked. "What the hell are you doing?" Bulma screamed.
"Not letting you make a fool out of yourself," Vegeta growled.
"I'm not trying to make a fool out of me I am trying to make a fool out of you," Bulma screamed.
Vegeta stopped and looked at her. There was so much hate and anger in his eyes and the possessiveness that she hated that Bulma stopped short. She just stared into his eyes and hoped that Vegeta wouldn't hurt her. They just stood there for a minute then Vegeta suddenly turned around and started pulling her towards the house again. Bulma didn't say anything else she just let herself be pulled along.
They made it to the house and Vegeta pulled her inside and slammed the door. Bulma stood in the foyer dripping wet. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. Vegeta stood against the door just staring at her. Bulma became unsettled. Why was he just staring at her?
Vegeta stood up straight and advanced towards her. Bulma backed up as he came to her. There was that possessive air in his eyes again. What was he going to do? She knew he was capable of doing anything. Bulma backed all the way into the living room. She backed up until she hit the couch. Bulma looked at the couch and then back to Vegeta. He had stopped a few feet away from her. Then he did something she didn't expect. "What do you want from me?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Bulma replied after a while.
"Do you want to fuck? Do you want me to stay with you for the rest of our lives? Do you want me to be the best father for our child? What do you want?" Vegeta demanded.
"I want all of that," Bulma answered truthfully.
"Well guess what? None of that is going to happen," Vegeta said.
"It could if you wanted it to," Bulma said.
"Well I don't so stop trying. You're acting ridiculous."
"I will never stop trying. Not when the bond is still there," Bulma blurted out. She covered her mouth with her hands as soon as she realized what she said.
"What do you mean the bond is still there?" Vegeta asked. A nervousness washed over him.
"You know what I mean. The bond isn't broken," she said hoping that this was right.
"How do you know that bond isn't broken?" Vegeta asked.
"Because you just told me," Bulma said crossing her arms in front of her chest.
Vegeta ran his hands through his hair. "Woman just forget about the bond. There is not point to it."
"No Vegeta I won't forget about it. Not when you still love me," Bulma said.
"I don't know what love is," Vegeta answered.
"But you can learn," Bulma encouraged him.
"I don't want to learn," Vegeta said then brushed past Bulma and went out the back door to the GR.