Don't Reject Me This Time [Bulla]

[Vanto Lux]

The young man touched down on the ground, the white flame around him flickering before dispersing. Upon landing on Capsule's Corp's walkway, Vanto clenched the scouter in one hand and his father's ID Card in the other, sprinted forward. His eyes were illuminated with determination, his bangs swinging back in the air. The transparent doors slid open and the boy slid in, turning on his heel and sprinting down the corridors. The receptionist disregarded Vanto's sudden entrance, automatically assuming that the boy came to visit his father and thus, paid him no mind. He was in a rush however: the scouter needed to have it's tracking module deactivated or else everyone was in big trouble. Frieza otherwise left the city alone but if he knew that the person who took his personal healer resided in the Western Metropolis: Vanto would be tracked down and killed.

Vanto came to a sudden halt at the end of the corridor, coming at a fork in this 'road'. The teen needed to get to the Briefs' housing sector, a part of the building he's actually never ever been to. He couldn't if he wanted to but he never actually wanted to. Nothing interested him about that certain part of the building because everyone knew what it held. A personal lab and a housing complex, something simple. Something simple as far as anyone who hadn't been there knew.

This was different: Vanto needed to get there, even if he wasn't allowed. Still standing there, his eyes bounced between the three entrances as his left hand found its way into his short's pocket, securing his father's ID card. His onyx orbs fell onto the scouter in his hand, inspecting it. The green lens was cracked and the on-ear attached was scratched and damaged from it's constant use. Van was afraid to speak, worried whether or not if it was recording or not. Maybe someone was tracking him down right now? Deciding that standing here accomplished nothing, Vanto closed his eyes and began to focus in a hopefully fruitful attempt to sense Bulla's ki. Several ki signatures were in the area but one stuck out to Vanto, one that was coming from the corridor on the left. Apparenly, that was a lone ki signature, meaning Bulla was home alone. That was perfect.

Before sprinting down the hallway , Vanto fixed the blue bandanna around his forehead while irritating the wound under it and shot forward. The sounds of his footstep echoed through the empty corridor, getting louder as he made his way through it. The male came to the end of the hallway, arriving at a set of doors. Vanto stood there, looking at each door but unable to pinpoint the location of Bulla's exact ki. He took a sharp breath.

He might regret this. The boy cupped his hands around his mouth like a makeshift megaphone. "BULLA! I NEED YOU!" he shouted.

[Bulla]

[/b]" Frowning, she snatched the glasses off her face and threw them to the side. Who was she kidding? The dragon balls were gone and without getting the dragon radar to work properly even if they were around, how could she find them without her mother's invention? The whole thing had been an accident.. really. Once Daikon and the others left, she decided to search for the dragon ball radar. The aqua haired teen remembered seeing pictures of it, but she never actually saw the thing in person. All together she had searched for about a hour when.. a crunch sound was heard. It was right after she threw a box down in frustration.

It didn't take a genius to know that because of her impatient stupidity, the dragon ball radar was right now out of commission. Also anyone who knew her mother knew that the young teen might not live to see her graduation, if she didn't fix the mess that she had broken. One of her mother's greatest inventions was this device and if she didn't fix it.. Bulla shook her head frowning, biting down lightly on the inside of her right cheek. Nope. She wouldn't do that to herself; if she kept thinking about the consequences, they'll happen and she'll die. It was that plain and simple. So... it was time for her to get right back to work.

Her mother was somewhere doing her own thing, so the teen decided this was the perfect time to redeem her mistake. "Okay.. so work? Please.." Pressing the button in the middle, Bulla paused and waited patiently for something to happen. For anything to happen..

The sound of a familiar voice screaming that he needed her wasn't what she wanted, but it'll do. The dragon ball radar dilemma was quickly lifted from her mind and she was walking out to meet her dark haired hero. Playful amusement in her voice, she closed her eyes for a moment "Ah yes.. yes. I know you want me, but what you need is a nice long cold show-.." Once she opened her eyes to see her dark haired fellow teen was showing signs that this wasn't going to be a pleasant visit, her voice changed into one of worry and concern. Her eyes narrowed lightly, as she shook her head slowly from side to side. "What's wrong, Vanto?". Not wanting to wait for an answer, she quickly began checking him for any injuries such as a mother to a child. It might have been weird, but if someone had hurt him, they were about to get a blue haired bitch to worry about for awhile in their probably uncombed hair.[/justify][/ul]

[Vanto Lux]

After shouting, he silently wished he did: by doing so, the scouter had recorded it and he had put Bulla in danger, whoever was listening probably knew her as the Capsule Corporation Head's daughter. "Gah..." he whispered, hoping the scouter didn't pick up his voice. Vanto looked around at each door, the sounds of familiar footsteps echoing through the hallway from behind the door, and the boy moved toward that door. This had to be the door that led to the Briefs' home, meaning Bulla was coming. A light blush washed over the boy's face: Van hasn't the blue haired girl in a week and he wasn't in the best shape. Just yesterday, he launched a one-man attack on South City and somewhat succeeded, taking Frieza's personal healer but causing a large amount of temporarily freed slaves to get killed in a fiery explosion. The boy still had some burn marks on his face and his left arm held the scar of the large gash, something that the bandages around it failed to hide.

Now standing directly in front of the door, Vanto looked worriedly at Bulla. His face twitched at Bulla's incoming come-on/insult but other than that, seemed unfazed. It was funny how she looked at him, like his mother did whenever Vanto came back from training, or "playing football". "I need you--" he said, inviting himself into her home. That may have been rude but the task at hand needed to be completely quickly. "--to disable this for me." the boy said, holding his hand out and revealed the rather battle-damaged scouter. "The recording feature is still on and it's the model Capsule Corporation distributed to Frieza so.." Vanto spat out, trying to relay the information as quickly as possible. "I need you to shut down the voice recording module on this thingy or whatever its called."

The quicker he told Bulla about the scouter, then the quicker she could get it. After Bulla disabled the recording feature, the black-haired male would then begin to explain his expedition at South City. But first, this needed to be done. He could not have whoever was listening in, if there was someone, find out about what he had done and his future plans. "Please, bea--" he stopped him. She did say find something new to say, and Vanto was trying to flirt with her. Obviously causing her beautiful didn't work at Mt. Paozu a week ago, so it was time to step up his came. "--Bulla. Please, Bulla." he said, handing the scouter to her.

[Bulla]

[/b]" Her words came out slowly to try and show him that he needed to talk a bit more slower if he wanted her help. Rolling her eyes with a scoff, the scouter was quickly in her hand where she studied it for a minute. Little wrinkles appeared on her forehead as she frowned in concentration at the scouter. It had been through one hell of a fight she could tell by the damages and was surprised that it was still working as Vanto said.

Throwing the device on the ground, Bulla stepped on the device with her heel a few seconds later and shrugged. ".. if it was recording, then there really isn't anything I can do. Whatever it sees it goes straight to that fugly goon so.." Pausing to let out a snicker and a shrug, she then continued "the best way would be to destroy it.. not disable it.". It made the girl feel all squirmish inside knowing that she done something he could do, but he had needed her to explain it to him. It made her feel useful. "Where did you get a scouter anyway?" The only reason she had one was because her mother taught her how to build them, but why Vanto possessed one was odd but also intriguing.[/justify]
[/ul]

[Vanto Lux]

Vanto was confused when she suddenly dropped it and automatically assumed it somehow slipped out of her grasp. A dumbfounded look on his face quickly turned to a look of shock as Bulla crushed it under her heel. "WHAT THE HELL!?" He exclaimed, kneeling down and staring at the crushed remains of the scouter. "..I wanted you to get some information out of the previous voice recordings..." he whispered, still in shock. All that trouble he went through retrieving the thing, blowing apart everyone's elses to make sure he couldn't be tracked: all went to waste under the blue haired girl's heel. Letting out a small growl from his throat, the boy stood up straight, now looking Bulla in the eyes. God, was she beautiful or was she beautiful? He continued to look at her, racking his own brain for a lie: no way she could know what he did at South City.

For some odd reason, the black haired hero didn't want to lie to her. He didn't feel comfortable doing it. Slapping himself mentally at the fact of how much he liked the blue haired beauty, Vanto sighed, dropping his sight to the ground. "I.." he hesitated, looking away. "..attempted to free a large amount of slaves at a labor camp." he said, the memory of the burning slaves once again stinging at him.

The boy backed up, leaning against the nearest counter and crossing arms over his chest. "I only managed to get one, however. Some..namekian --a green alien-- named Citole, Frieza's personal healer." he said, mentioning the last part proudly. Vanto didn't mention how the other three hundred died because that was the last thing he really wanted to think about.

"I wanted to get some information out it regarding why Frieza went to the north pole." Vanto said, now pointing to the scouter's crushed remains. "I mean, that's what Citole told me anyway."

[Bulla]

[/b]" The apology was sincere, as her blue orbs quickly looked away to avoid his gaze. Vanto seemed angry at her and to be honest to herself, the blue haired vixen couldn't handle that. People that she cared about being angry at her.. it just made something inside her feel guilty a little bit. Her mother could be angry at her.. it was natural. Like mother/daughter physics. Her father didn't even know her and he was angry at her. Hated her even.. and she felt like it was her fault. The scouter thing with Vanto? Well.. it really was her fault.

She opened her mouth to apologize again, but paused before speaking any words as he sighed. Tilting her head to the side, her brows raised now in curiosity as the dark haired teen began to speak. The more his words began to form sentences of a rather dangerous mission, she felt her emotions turn from concern to anger. The freeing slave talk meant that he had went to South City and he could have been killed! ".. you are such an idiot!" She exclaimed turning to him frowning. The however long distance between them got shorter as she placed her hands on his cheeks. ".. don't go there. It's bad news and.." .. wait what? The words replayed again in her hand and she paused then blinked in confusion before squealing in excitement.

Bulla took a step back and clapped her hands together in glee. "You have a Namek! He can make the dragon balls come back!" This was all to much for her pretty little head. Oh goodness.. she was excited and thus began talking to herself now more than Vanto. "and.. yes he can bring them back and I can bring my father back to life! We can band together to kill Frieza and he'll actually love me.. and my mom will be so happy. This is so great" There was to much to be done now that she couldn't stop to take a few breaths. Plans could actually be set in motion! This could change everything for her. Her family members could be a real family now instead of four oathetic indidivuals. And.. "Its all because of you.." The last words were spoken to Vanto and she grinned at the handsome teen. He truly was an amazing person. ".. Man.. you are amazing..".

Bulla knew that she liked Vanto, but in those little sentences.. he could have changed everything to make them have a chance at beating Frieza. It was so surreal that the teen was now convinced that anything could happen now.

And it could..

So without warning, she threw her arms around Vanto and placed a small kiss on his lips then pulled away to excited to see his reaction. Her fists pumped into the air and she bounced upon her heels. Today.. was a great day. Besides the dragon ball radar, but everything else was good. Oh right.. "Frieza was there to look and destroy a time machine.. duh..." Scoffing, she flipped her hair back with a toss of her head and raised a brow amused. "Where have you been? That's so like old news now..".[/ul][/justify]

[Vanto Lux]

Vanto leaned back against the counter, resting his elbows on the tabletop. He sighed and shrugged at Bulla, closing his eyes. "It's whatever." he said then opened one eye, his black eyes noticing the apologetic look in the blue haired girl's eyes. To reassure his crush, he smiled, grinning ear to ear. "No worries, beautiful!" that apparently didn't work. She still looked sad and that, in effect, made the teen sad as well. His smile quickly melted into a frown. Although this was his first time seeing Bulla sad, he could tell he didn't like it. Vanto stepped forward to comfort her but after taking his first step, deciding against it. Wishing to not come on too strong, Vanto stepped back and leaned against the counter once again, just as Bulla came toward him.

His eyebrows arched, his expression an odd mixture of shock and confusion. Bulla had pressed her hands on his cheeks, which were still slightly burned from the event two days ago. "Ouch, Bulla." he spat, raising his own hands and grasping her wrists softly. She was insanely happy with him. "I'm not an idiot! I wanted to save them." he retorted, pulling Bulla's hand from his cheeks and pressing his hands against hers. Vanto looked at her with his warm eyes, smiling slightly. He could tell she was extremely worried about him but Vanto wanted to reassure her. After all, he couldn't have the girl he wished to protect worried about her hero's cuts and bruises. These were only flesh wounds! His mouth opened to speak but closed when he noticed that strange look in Bulla's eyes, as if something just clicked.

Then she began to speak, talking a lot more than she usually did and in such a short time. His eyes wide in confusion as she spoke, letting go of her hands and allowing his arms to dangle at his sides lazily. He had heard about the dragon balls, yes, but apparently, Bulla was ten steps ahead. She wanted to bring "them" back, whoever them was, and band together to destroy Earth's oppressive ruler. Vanto was all for that but he believed with the Namek in his possession, he was entitled to the wish. Well, he wasn't as much entitled as Citole was but he was more entitled than Bulla! Yeah, that made perfect sense. Bulla was happy though, so that made Vanto happy as well. Smiling at her, he began to speak. "Glad I made you smile, but.." he said but was interrupted. He was amazing. "Uh..I am?" he found it weird that the girl, who acted the way she did at Mt. Paozu, complimented him. Vanto knew she wasn't the meanest person but then again, she wasn't exactly the nicest, and despite knowing her for a week (he'd known her ever since his dad got his job at Capsule Corp. years ago, but only started talking to her a week ago), with his strong feelings for her: Vanto has grasped her personality already.

Then like a lion mauling an unfortunate gazelle in the plains of wherever lions and gazelles lived, Bulla leaped toward Vanto. "Wha!?" he let out and before he knew it, her arms were draped over his shoulders. Instinctively, he grasped Bulla's waist, assuming she was going to fall over she hit him. Then their lips met. Vanto's face was about as red as the outfit the blue haired girl was wearing. This was something he wasn't expecting and much to his dismay, as soon as it happened, Bulla pulled away and faced him.

She would be facing a red-faced, flabbergasted teenager who just had his first kiss unexpectedly. "Uh..Uh.." his tongue was tied, Vanto was unable to form words. He wished he had a chance to kiss back at least. When she spoke to him, he just stood there, eyes on the floor, still shocked. "Err...uhh..um.."

[Bulla]

[/b]" Not paying really not attention to Vanto, the girl genius was about to get on a roll. The plan was going to be easy as a piece of pie. Though she never really got the saying, her mother said it a lot once finishing a new invention and so being the daughter of the most gorgeous woman genius in the world, her daughter and equally beautiful genius had picked it up. What was her plan exactly? Well.. she wasn't sure and right now everything was moving to fast for her brain to actually stop and pick an idea already.

".. and the plan being.." Of course what she really needed right now was to calm down and pick a plan. The plan that involved her father getting wished back, Jean's father being brought back, and well all those alien goons to go back to where the hell they belong. But how could she do all that if they dragon balls only granted one wish? And despite Vanto being the one with the Namek.. she should be the one to obtain the wish! It didn't make any sense, but if the hero wanted to impress the lady, he needed to be unselfish and give the lady what he wanted. Unless of course he didn't want the lady to give him what he wanted. "The plan being that we see if he can make dragon balls and then we find them, then we make my wish" Nodding, she clapped her hands in glee with a small nod. The plan wasn't thought out fully and it would have more detail, but that was just a rough draft. Finally giving Vanto another few moments of her time, she turned to face him then paused. He was just standing there with his eyes to the ground like a babbling idiot. It was sort of cute..

She chucked lightly and got close enough to him that she could place her hand underneath his chin to try and lift it up, so he could face her. Her lips turned into a light smirk and she chucked again. "Listen hero.. that was just one measly little quick kiss. If you help me obtain my goal, you'll get more than a little peck and you'll be able to defeat Frieza.. the saiyans.. and get the girl" Her hand moved up lightly against his jawline, then traced his ear before coming back down to stop on his cheek. ".. please? I really want my dad and brother back.. they were killed recently and I'm sure they'll be very grateful to you for helping me..". Taking a couple of step back from Vanto, Bulla placed her hands behind her back and frowned. "..so please?".[/justify][/ul]

[Vanto Lux]

It could be helped. Vanto Lux? He wasn't taking this. But it felt good. It felt good to make Bulla happy. His eyes darted, bouncing back and forth from one spot on the floor to another then to Bulla's face. She began to speak and his expression changed in a blink of an eye, the smile turning into a well-dug frown, his forehead furrowing in slight anger. Who was she to dictate how it was going to go? Okay her father died and she wanted him back, but Vanto wasn't going to go through all that trouble just to let her do whatever she wants with the dragon balls?! His features softened once more, realizing what Citole told him: Dragon Balls were unique to Namek. At least, that's what Vanto got from their one-sided conversation. "Bulla..." he said gently, trying to tell her about the non-existant Earth Dragon Balls.

Then again, maybe Bulla knew something he didn't. So the teen started to stay quiet. Plus the beauty was a roll, who was he to interrupt her? Sitting back against the counter, Vanto simply closed his eyes, smirking as Bulla spoke. Okay, so maybe all Namekians could create dragon balls? Vanto spoke to one directly though and as far as he knew, Bulla didn't have any contact with any namekian. After all, weren't they all slaves? If there were a type of Namekian that couldn't make the dragon balls, they were probably dead, much thanks to the would-be hero himself. "Gah...Bulla..." he whispered, dropping his head and leaning more into the counter.

Her light chuckle brought his attention back to her, Vanto looking up as Bulla approached him. Her soft hand took its place on his chin and Vanto's face twitched, all the self-control needed in the world to prevent his face from turning red again. Luckily, only a light blush formed and Vanto realized what she doing: taking advantage of the situation by using her greatest weapon: her beauty. The thirteen year old pushed off the counter, moving closer to Bulla and grasping her waist, something Vanto often found himself doing when they had these intimate (?) moments.

The boy wanted to deliver the bad news to her, seeing as she was getting her hopes all high. The black-haired boy also wanted to tell her how the wish wasn't even hers to begin with. But he was lost in her gorgeousness yet again. Every single time he's seen this girl (read: twice), she managed to take his breath away one point or another, whether it be her brains, beauty or bitchiness. Though her bargain sounded nice. Defeat Freiza and his sayings (whatever that meant), get the girl and get more than a little kiss? That sounded nice but maybe the young handsome hero could knock that last one out now. His dark eyes, warm and inviting stared into Bulla's.

"You're gorgeous." Vanto said, almost out of nowhere and completely off topic before pressing his forehead against hers. He looked into the eyes once more before closing her eyes. First kiss down, second one about to go down.

He pulled his forehead away from hers, leaning in even closer and allowing their lips to touch. Vanto may have caught Bulla off-guard but that didn't matter. Before he could break the news about the dragon balls, the teen wanted to show how much he cared for her. He needed to show that despite the fact that her father or brother couldn't be wished back, she had Vanto. At this moment not only did he bestow upon her a kiss, but given her a token of his trust (and hopefully received a token in return). After what seemed like a forever Vanto pulled away, more abruptly and stronger than he meant to, throwing himself into the counter again. Deciding that no words could describe the moment the two just shared, Vanto just smiled. At least Bulla knew what was behind that big grin of his…

[Bulla]

[/b]" She shook her head annoyed that he ended the kiss. It was just really starting and then it was over.. she didn't like that. "I want more.." After that, she was leaning forward and her lips were once again pressed against his soft ones. Her head tilted to the side to avoid their noses colliding and she deepen the kiss. Her lips pressing against his more harder and aggressive. He might not have been much experience at the kissing thing, but she was determined to teach him a few things or two. [/ul][/justify]

oh snap its a sucky post coming your way

[Vanto Lux]

Did he do something wrong? Vanto's smile disappeared and he looked at Bulla, a look on confusion on his face. Why was she saying no to him? Did she not want the kiss from him? The girl was certainly confusing. Then the weirdest words came out of the aqua-haired genius' mouth: 'I want more'. Vanto smirked. Damn, was he that good at kissing? She leaned in and this time, the teen was ready for her. Still grasping her waist, albeit a bit firm now, Vanto leaned forward, tilting his head to avoid their noses hitting each other and allowing their lips to meet once more. After three kisses with her, Vanto found it easy to compare them to a drug. A drug he was just starting to like and couldn't get enough of. An extremely soft drug with immense good looks and a good brain. Vanto's eyes began to close slowly, taking one last intake of her beauty before fully immersing himself into the kiss. He kept his grip on her waist, his back still against the counter and began to slide downward, slowly as he pulled Bulla down with him.

If she didn't resist him, Vanto would slide down to where he was sitting on the ground, his legs apart and knees bent, one hand leaving Bulla's hips and falling lazily to his side. His other hand would leave her waist, seeing as it was too far away to reach now, slowly sliding up her torso and stopping at her side, right under her arm. Instead of thinking about the make out session the two were having, Vanto just let it happen, making sure keep up with Bulla's....rhythm(?). After all, she was leading this.

[Bulla]

[/b]"

Closing her eyes momentarily, she paused then sighed happily. It was wrong to be doing this in her home where her mother or brother could come in at any minute to scold her, but it was totally worth it. Her hand moved to cup his cheek lightly, as her blue orbs looked into his dark ones. Despite the world around them right now going to hell, right now though? This blue haired teen was in heaven. "I really like you Vanto.." She stroked her hand against his cheek slowly as her smirk turned into a genuine smile "and I hope that as my hero, you really like me as well.".[/justify][/ul]

[Vanto Lux]

As Bulla away, the boy now felt the same feeling she felt when he ended the kiss earlier: cold and alone. Vanto was a newbie to the kissing game but he knew he could've kept going for about forever. He sat there for a bit with eyes closed, biting down on his bottom lip then opening his eyes, a somewhat satisfied look on his face. "I think I am too." he said back, a slight smile on his face. Van watched his girlfriend and despite not actually knowing, thought the same thing she was thinking. They were in her home, making out like no one else lived there! What if Bulla's mother walked in (or her brother, but her brother was dead, so that didn't matter.) Then the hero would get in trouble for having what he had with Bulla and no doubt would he hear it from his father.

But it was worth it. Hell, she was worth it.

"I really like you too." he said, cutting immediately after Bulla was finished talking. Vanto sat there, looking Bulla in the eyes the entire time she spoke. She was so happy. Vanto didn't want to crush her by telling her about the dragon balls not being on Planet Earth. So he would let meet Citole, let him break it down to her and they'll have to find another plan. The "another plan" being Vanto's original plan: getting stronger and taking down Frieza's army slowly but surely.

"I hope you like me enough, though." he said, now looking up at the ceiling. "I mean, you're a pretty girl: a lot of guys will like you, I just hope you...resist them. For me." A lot of girls liked Vanto too and he had been rejecting them since he was five years old. Now he had a reason to reject them, because Bulla and Vanto were a given item. He could now say "Oh, I like someone else" and let it be the truth. As much as he liked the blue haired damsel, Vanto couldn't make it official yet.

The young man knew how promiscuous this girl was and planned on getting her out of that habit before making her officially his.

[Bulla]

[/b]" She closed her eyes and tighten her grip around him. Her feelings for him were genuine and strong, but it never stopped her mother with her own past boyfriends, so how was it going to stop her. "And because of that.. I might hurt you by accident. So if I do, I apologize now.. and hope you can forgive me" Not that she wanted to, but sometimes things would just happen beyond her control or will power. She was weak in strength, but also a sucker for a pretty face and a few sweet words here and there. And though she couldn't save herself from that, but if he was going to be hero then he needed to know that she was going to need a lot of more saving besides bad guys wanting to kill her.[/justify][/ul]

[Vanto Lux]

As Bulla pressed her cheek against his chest, his heart beat began to increase, thumping rhythmically like a drum. The black haired teen rested his head on the genius' head, wrapping his arms around her body and holding her close. Vanto scanned over her before looking to the doorway leading into the room they were in. What if someone walked in right now? That would certainly be awkward. He sighed softly before looking to the ceiling as Bulla spoke. As she said those first words, his hearts skipped the beat. Being with her made him happy, made Vanto forget how much his father disliked him or the fact he practically failed at South City. "We went over this," he said, raising a hand to stroke her hair. "I really like you too."

Vanto moved his hand away from her head, moving down her body slowly and resting on her lower back. "Well," he responded bluntly, his eyes now closed. They weren't official but what would he do if Bulla kissed another guy or something? If she really liked him, she wouldn't do that, despite her habit. If she really liked him, Bulla wouldn't dare do anything with another boy, as the black haired boy wouldn't with any other girl. "...I have to go now." he said absentmindedly, thinking of what he would do if anything happened between them. How would he even react? Pressing his hands against her shoulders, the male pushed Bulla off him gently and rose to his feet. Slight hesitation in his step: he didn't want to leave but he had to make sure Citole was okay. Also inform him of Bulla's plan.

Reaching the frontdoor in a matter of seconds, Vanto grasped the handle then turned to Bulla. "Alrighty, bye..." he said, beginning to turn the handle and open the door.