To Catch a
Tiger . . . ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ They made love several more times, not returning home until the next morning . . . ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 'Itai. Itai. Itai. Itai . . .' Jianu thought as she forced herself to walk normally. 'A bit sore are we?' Her head whipped around to see Vegeta standing behind her in the hall. He chuckled, her face was turning bright red. 'Did you think I didn't know what you two were doing?' 'Not really,' she sighed mentally. "I'm going to go get some breakfast." Vegeta smirked at her, "We'll spar later. No excuses." 'Sadistic bastard,' she `pathed. Vegeta just laughed in response before returning to the gravity room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bulma smiled to herself as she watched Jianu slowly ease herself into a chair. She'd been sore after her first time too, and after her first weekend with Vegeta. Bulma thought that Jianu looked to be in the same shape she'd been in after her own "weekend romp". Her curiosity was fully piqued. Miraku had gone straight to bed and fallen immediately asleep after they had returned, and Bulma couldn't help but wonder what they'd been up to. 'Ma iika, if she wants me to know, she'll tell me. But still . . .' "Arigato gozaimasu, Bulma-san," Jianu said as Bulma brought her breakfast over. She blinked in surprise at what had been placed next to her orange juice. Six ibuprofen. ( Having a much higher metabolism than the average human means that not only do they {the Z senshi} eat more, but it takes a larger or stronger dose of medicine to have any effect. Just a little fun fact for you to know. ) Jianu flashed Bulma a grateful smile just as Marion bounced into the kitchen. "Ohayo!" "Ohayo, Marion!" 'Oh no, here it comes . . .' Jianu thought miserably. She knew Marion would not leave her alone until she had heard all the details. Grabbing her breakfast, Marion sat across from Jianu at the kitchen table. "Sooo . . . what was it like?" Jianu tried to feign ignorance, "What was what like?" Marion arched an eyebrow, "You know exactly what I'm talking about Jianu." Bulma interrupted, "If you'd be more comfortable, I'll leave so you two can talk privately." Jianu sighed and shook her head, she knew Bulma was just dying to know what she'd done. "If you promise not to tell my Okaasan, I wouldn't mind if you stayed, Bulma-san." Bulma grinned, "Don't worry kiddo. I'm sure that I'm the last person she'd want to tell her. I'll leave that entirely in your hands." "Well?" Marion prodded as Bulma took a seat next to her. Jianu took a deep breath, "I'll start off by saying that it was the most incredible experience I've ever had . . ." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eventually bedtime came and Jianu could walk with a lot less pain now. She'd even survived her sparring session with Vegeta. The saiya-jin prince had taken care not to aggravate her already sore muscles any more than necessary. Looking at her bed Jianu realized that she really didn't want to be alone. 'Just his arms around me as I sleep. Is that too much to ask for?' "I don't think it is." Jianu whirled around, "Miraku! Y-you can't be in here now! We can't do anything here! And we've got school tomorrow!" she protested as he pulled her towards her bed. "I want to sleep with you in my arms as much as you want to be in them." "But, " she tried again as he sat down, bringing her with him. He placed a finger on her lips, "Shh." Covering them both under the blankets he kissed her lips softly. "Don't worry, koibito. I'll be out of here before the squirts wake up." "Aaa," she answered, cuddling into his embrace. The time would come when they'd be able to do this every night, but until then they'd have tonight and their memories of the days before.
April 2, 2001 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Disclaimer: Here we go. I do not own any of the characters from Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT. They are all the property of Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation, and Funimation Inc. However, all the other characters in my stories are mine. I'm not making any money off of this, its just for fun. |