The Long Trip to Namek
Goku yang telah berkeluarga, memiliki seorang anak yang diberi Gohan, (nama ini diambil dari mendiang kakek Goku). Ketika Goku yang sedang mengajak Gohan mampir di Kame House, tiba-tiba bumi dikejutkan kedatangan bangsa Saiya yang bernama Raditz, akhirnya diketahui bahwa dia adalah kakak kandung. Pukul 05.00-06.00 saat salat subuh merupakan waktu yang baik untuk menerapi pencernaan. Salat Dzuhur Pada waktu salat zuhur, ada energi api yang keluar pada dari pukul 12.00 WIB sampai sore yang bermanfaat bagi jantung dan ginjal. Salat Ashar Dalam gerakan sholat ashar, terdapat siklus dari panas ke dingin yang berguna bagi terapi kandung kemih.
The Revelation
This tale begins in the southern ocean on an island that was far out in the sea, where a lone structure stood; a pink house with red letters printed diagonally across the front of it reading 'KAME HOUSE'. It was home to the famed Turtle Hermit, AKA Master Roshi, and his sea turtle companion, Turtle. Contrary to Roshi's title, he wasn't much of a hermit at all, having one of his students, named Krillin, living with him along with a woman named Lunch, but she had disappeared a while ago.
Master Roshi stood outside of his home, staring at the strange, large, spiked, four legged object that stood on the beach. He scratched his white beard as he stared at the thing, watching the blue haired woman that he had known since she was a teenager inspect it. The woman was a genius, even when she was younger she was performing feats that no girl her age could ever achieve.
She claimed the object she was inspecting was an alien spaceship that the current guardian of Earth had traveled in to get to Earth in the first place. He had come from a planet called Namek long ago, and so the spiked, four legged vehicle, that looked more like a creature than a means for transportation, was a namekian spaceship.
'Bulma,' Roshi said to the blue haired woman while he dug his aged toes in the sand, 'Are you sure this thing can fly?'
The girl blew an irritated sigh, snapping a glance back at the old man, her recently shortened hair whipping around with her head as she glared at him, 'I told you that it can fly, it took me to Jupiter and back within a couple of seconds.'
The Turtle Master just raised a hand, patting the air to signal her to calm down, 'Now, now, I'm just making sure. I don't want the thing blowing up when you and Son are out in space.'
Bulma huffed and whipped back around to continue inspecting the outside of the ship for any hazards. She was in a foul mood today, obviously, having woken up early to inspect the ship in the lab of her home in West City, Capsule Corporation, and then once again here at the Kame House. It was truly a busy, hectic day for her, especially when she had a load of cosmetics and necessities to pack! And now she was standing there in her hot, bulky, yellow spacesuit while she waited for her traveling companion, Son Goku.
The girl finished her inspections and sighed as she thought of her friend that she had met when she nearly ran him over up in the mountains many years ago. He was terribly inconsiderate to be running so late while she stood in the hot sand and did all this work to make sure they were both safe during their trip to Namek where they would wish back to life all the friends who had died in the battle against the saiyans that had arrived a few days previous. In fact, Goku himself had been beaten up pretty badly and almost wasn't able to go with Bulma on the trip to Namek due to his injuries. Luckily, however, the master martial artist, Korin, a cat, had a few senzu beans growing and he was able to give one of the magical healing beans to Goku. His wounds were instantly healed and he was then allowed to go with Bulma to Namek. And Bulma was thankful for that. Despite Goku's immature, idiotic nature, she felt more confident and safe knowing that her oldest (and strongest) friend would be accompanying her on this journey.
Almost on cue, a hover car sped onto the island and parked. Driving was Chi-Chi, Goku's wife, wearing her traditional asian-esque gown, in the passenger seat was Son Goku, wearing his yellow-orange turtle school gi, between them was Gohan, their son, who wore formal school clothes, and sitting in the backseat, taking up the entire back of the car, was Chi-Chi's father, the giant Ox-King, wearing his glasses and usual shirt and suspended pants.
Goku hopped out of the car, his eyes wide in amazement as he looked at the namekian spaceship, 'Wow!' he exclaimed, 'So that's the ship, huh? It's kinda goofy lookin'!'
Bulma glared at him, looking him up and down, seeing his outfit was so casual. They were going into space! She noted what she wore and began to feel silly for having so enthusiastically prepared for their journey into the cosmos.
Goku walked up to the ship and touched one of its legs, 'It's not metal. This really is some alien ship! I wonder what this stuff is.'
'Don't touch it, Goku!' Bulma reprimanded, 'I don't need you accidentally breaking it before we take off.'
'Right.' Goku said before backing away from the ship a ways and turning to look at his friends and family.
Chi-Chi cleared her throat to get her husband's attention and then pointed to the suitcase in the car. Goku nodded sheepishly before heading over to the car and grabbed up the suitcase before walking back over to Bulma with a smile. The blue-haired girl just rolled her eyes before looking to everyone else.
'Looks like we're ready,' she said as she looked to Master Roshi, 'Thank you for letting us use your island as the launch site.'
Roshi smiled from underneath his bushy moustache and beard combination, 'Of course. I'm happy to see this adventure off myself.'
Bulma nodded, 'We'll bring everyone back to life and come back right away. Round trip will be about two months, depending on how long it will take to gather all seven of their dragon balls.' She looked to Goku, 'You ready?'
Son Goku nodded, 'Ready as ever!' He looked to his family, 'Gohan, take care of mom and grampa while I'm gone.'
Gohan nodded solemnly, he had wanted to go into space, but Chi-Chi insisted that Gohan stay home, especially after having been away for one year training with Piccolo, Goku's former arch-rival. Goku agreed with Chi-Chi, even though he too would not have minded his son coming along for the ride, but he knew that Chi-Chi needed someone at the house with her.
So Goku looked to Roshi, 'Master Roshi, take care!' He waved before looking to Bulma.
The girl turned around, looking up at the circle on the belly of the ship. 'Piccolo.' She spoke, and the circle hissed before detaching from the ship, floating down. The circular platform landed on the sand and the two friends stepped onto its pink, tiled flooring before Bulma repeated the word 'Piccolo'. The platform shifted a little before rising up, carrying the travelers into its bowels before sealing itself into the circular hole in the bottom, air tight.
Goku looked around the hull of the ship, his eyes wide. It was like he was already in a different world. The shell of the ship seemed to be the only thing keeping them from the elements, as the walls and ceiling were rounded and made of the same material, but the floor was pink and tiled. At the front of the ship there were three, bulbous windows, one large set at the very front, and two smaller to either side of the large one, but set closer to the floor. Just before the windows was a command panel that was shaped like a snail, the head being where the voice sensors and viewing panel were located. Bulma had installed a comfortable captain's chair in front of the control panel, with a similar chair right behind it, obviously for Goku. Then in the back, just before the door to the back room, was a rounded platter that served as a bed.
The saiyan dropped his suitcase on the floor and watched as Bulma moved over to sit in the captain's chair. 'Better sit down and strap in.' She said as she strapped herself into the chair.
Goku didn't question her as he moved to the chair behind her and sat down, strapping himself in with some difficulty, obviously not knowing how the harness worked. He had just barely secured himself into the chair when Bulma told the ship to take them to Namek. In but a half of a second, the ship had taken off and was already out of the Earth's atmosphere.
Bulma unfastened her harness and stood up. 'We can move around now.' She said and made her way to the door in back, opened it and went it, closing it behind her. When she returned to the hull she was in a different outfit. A yellow jacket with a skirt, a belt over it and a tight, black under suit, along with some yellow boots.
Goku had got up from his chair during her absence, but he now looked at her. 'Huh, what's with the weird clothes?'
Bulma huffed, 'It's space fashion! At least I'm prepared for space!' she shouted.
Goku just shrugged, 'Okay then.' He then remembered something, 'Oh, Bulma, did your dad give you anything to give to me?' he asked.
The girl nodded, having forgotten as well, 'Yeah, he did.' She walked over to her luggage and pulled forth a capsule. She hit the button on the top and tossed it to the floor where it popped into a cloud of smoke, and when it cleared there was a set of bulky wristbands, an undershirt and a pair of boots that all looked metallic and were connected together by a button that would capsulate them again.
Goku smiled and went to them, detaching the items from the button and tossing it to the side. He pulled off his wristbands and tossed them to the floor before he removed the top of his gi and then the blue undershirt, leaving his muscled upper bare. He then lifted his legs in turn to pull of his boots.
Bulma watched him curiously, 'You mean these are for training? It makes sense now, no wonder dad made sure to add metal underneath the floor, those are magnets.'
Goku nodded as he pulled on the wrist bands, 'Yeah, I asked your dad to make me something that I could use to train. He said the ship was too small for anything too advanced, so he said he'd make me some special training gear! This is perfect.'
Bulma nodded, 'I just hope you know what you're doing, I don't want you to set those magnets to something too powerful that you drop through the ship and doom us both.'
Goku grinned, despite the sheer lack of confidence Bulma had in him, 'Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. It's the same idea as the weighted clothes training that Kami put me through.' He explained as he slipped on the magnetic boots, making sure to strap them tightly to his legs. 'But I can set the magnets to whatever strength I need them to be to make them how heavy I need them.'
Bulma blinked, 'That seems a bit complicated for you to figure out.' She snickered.
Goku laughed, 'Your dad explained it, but if it has anything to do with training and making myself stronger, I have to know how to use it!'
The girl grinned, 'Well, I'm proud of you, Son Goku.'
Goku slipped into his magnetic undershirt, 'I'm gonna train.' He looked at her, 'You can stay in here if you want, but you might get in the way.'
Bulma rolled her eyes, 'Just tell me you don't want me in here. I'll be in the back of ship taking a bath.' She turned to head back to the door, but she looked over her shoulder at Goku again, 'Don't break the ship, please.'
'I won't.' Goku said cheerily as he searched for the gadget that would turn the magnets on.
Bulma smirked before opening the door and walking in. She closed the door behind her and turned to look at the tub and shower combo. She went over to the tub and turned the knob for the hot water. Soon the faucet erupted with steamy water and began filling the tub. She and her father had installed just enough water to fill the tub, along with a purifying system that lay beneath the tub. So when she drained the bathwater, it would be purified and be ready for use again.
While the tub filled, Bulma started to undress. She unclasped her belt and let it drop to the floor; she then unzipped her yellow jacket and pulled it off. She folded it nicely and set it off to the side, kicking her belt over to join it. She stepped out of her yellow boots and then peeled the tight, black under suit off of her now naked form. She folded the under suit up and grabbed up her boots and placed them with her other clothes. She then knelt at the side of the tub and grabbed up some bubble soap from her assortment of bathroom necessities and dumped a bit into the hot water. She dipped her arm in and stirred the bubbles up, the top of the water now being overrun with sudsy bubbles.
When the water had filled up the majority of the tub, Bulma turned the water off and then stood up and dipped her feet into the water. She grinned, the hot water just what she needed as she lowered her body into the tub. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the tub. She found herself smiling wide as she thought about this journey. She and her best friend were in space; on their way to a planet they knew nothing about to find dragon balls. It was exciting, and it was strangely nostalgic. But as she thought, the less strange it was. She'd bumped into Goku many years ago when she was looking for the dragon balls on Earth. It was just the two of them for the longest time until they ran into Oolong, the transforming pig and then Yamcha, the desert bandit and his floating cat companion, Pu'ar. This journey they were on now felt almost exactly how it had been back then, just the two of them together searching for dragon balls.
After her bath, Bulma changed back into her 'space clothes' and walked back out into the hall, holding a book in her hand. Goku had finished his training and was now sitting cross-legged on the floor, meditating. Bulma smiled a little bit and walked over to the platter shaped bed so she could sit on it and watch Goku. He looked to be at peace, sitting there as he meditated. It affected her as well, she felt comfortable while Goku was in his meditative state.
Bulma lay back on the bed and rested her head against the pillow, opened her book and started reading. About halfway through her second page, she noticed a shadow hovering over her. She shifted the book down a ways to look up and see the curious face of Son Goku looking down at her.
'What?' she asked.
'I'm just wondering what you're reading,' he said with a smile.
'It's a romance, nothing you'd be interested in, Son.' She said as she lifted the book again to continue reading.
'Romance? What's that?' Goku asked.
Bulma paused for a brief moment before slowly lowering the book to stare at him skeptically, 'Really?'
Son Goku nodded innocently.
Bulma sat up, which forced Goku to back off. She stared at him; 'Romance is like…' she trailed off, trying to think, 'If you took Chi-Chi out to dinner at a fancy restaurant, a lit candle in the middle of your table. You'd be dressed in something nice. You'd ask her what she'd like to eat, and you'd order it for her. Maybe you'd share a bottle of wine, sipping from each other's glass. Then share a bite of each other's food.'
Goku's nose wrinkled in distaste, 'Why would I do any of that?'
The girl stared at him, 'Because you love her.'
'I love everyone, though. I'm not gonna take Krillin to a nice restaurant and feed him my food!' Goku exclaimed.
Bulma blew an irritated sigh, 'No, Goku, that's… That's not what I meant!' she tapped her chin as she thought of a good example, 'I mean you love Chi-Chi because you married her, and you had a kid together, right? She means something special to you. You'd do anything for her.'
Goku blinked, 'I don't get it… I'd do anything for all of my friends, especially you, Bulma.'
The girl went to complain and try to explain her side of the argument more, but she looked at him curiously, 'Why especially me?'
'Well, you're my oldest friend, if it weren't for you I never would have met the Turtle Hermit, or Oolong, or Yamcha, or Pu'ar, or Krillin, or any of my friends!' He smiled at her.
Bulma felt a blush coming to her cheeks, 'Yeah, but I only needed you to be the brawn of the journey.' She nodded, trying to get the blush out of her cheeks. 'Even if I got used to you and decided to keep you along!'
Goku grinned, 'Aw, come on, Bulma. Give yourself credit! If it weren't for you I probably wouldn't be here!'
Bulma thought about that. After a moment she realized it was true; had she not ran into Goku that day, the fate of the earth may have met a terrible end, even she may have been killed on that journey. Piccolo would have ruled the earth, and the saiyans would have destroyed the earth. Suddenly she felt a great weight on her shoulders; she had been the catalyst of these events being avoided. She had introduced that powerful little boy to the world, and now he had become a powerful man that strived to defend that very world.
She looked to him, 'I guess you're right.'
Goku just grinned a toothy grin, not understanding that his words had affected her so deeply, 'See? If anyone deserved bites of my food, it would be you!' He laughed.
She just smiled at him weakly, humoring him. He hopped up and announced he was going to do some light training before taking a rest, and Bulma saw him to it before falling back onto the pillow again. She stared up at the ceiling of the ship, truly feeling like she had a lot on her plate.
A/N: Hey! I'm back! Um, I am sorry that I haven't been working on The Saiyans, Still Meant to Be and The Mad God, but I ran out of creative juices for those stories. But this one I have many, many ideas for and I am hoping to see it through to the end! I'm trying really hard on this one, so I hope y'all like it! Also, I'm going to be posting some original work on 's sister site in the fantasy section! So if you like elves, sword and sorcery, orcs and goblins and trolls and stuff, check that out soon!
Sexual Tension
The first week of travel was nearly over; it was the sixth day in space and both of the namekian spaceship's passengers were doing great. Bulma and Goku had been getting along really well, better than they had in the past. They would sit and watch the planets go by and talk about the past, and talk about what they expected to see on Namek. Then Bulma would read or bathe while Goku trained. It passed the time quickly, and made the long trip more bearable. But soon the same old daily routine would become old. Then what?
Bulma was lying in the platter shaped bed near the back of the ship. She wore her yellow space jacket today, along with the black under suit and the boots. She stared up at the ceiling while Goku trained. She heard him grunting and shouting, as well as the quick snaps of his arms and legs through the air as he punched and kicked. Bulma winced when she saw two balls of ki fly over her head, but only to spin back around and head for Goku where he took the hits and fell back.
Bulma looked to him, frowning. He was on the ground, on his back, the front of his yellow-orange gi had two, singed holes on it that smoked. Bulma sat up and slipped away from the bed, went to Goku and dropped to her knees. She noticed his hands seemed to be pinned to the floor due to the magnets. She cursed silently to herself when she noticed that.
'Goku,' she said softly, making sure he was awake, 'How do I turn this off?'
Goku tried to move his arms but they remained pinned to the ground, he blew a rough sigh, 'On… On my chest there is a knob to turn the magnet off.'
Bulma immediately tore open his gi, burning herself slightly on the singed edges of the holes. She saw the knob and turned it until the little arrow was on off, there was a soft humming before Goku was able to get up, panting.
The saiyan looked to his friend, 'Can you get me a senzu bean? They're in a small bag over by my stuff…'
She nodded quickly, got up, and walked quickly over to the few things Goku had brought. Sure enough there was a small sack filled with some senzu beans. She took one and closed the bag back up before going back to sit near Goku. He took the bean and ate it. Soon he blew a sigh of relief and looked to her with a word of thanks.
Goku pulled off his magnetic wrist bands and tossed them over with everything else. He then pulled off the magnetic boots and set them off to the side before pulling off the magnetic shirt and throwing it to the side. Bulma gasped when she saw that his chest was a deep red, the energy having burned him slightly. But it soon went away as the healing bean went through his system. Bulma just smiled, amazed at how things like that still surprised her.
She stared at Goku, but mainly his chest, realizing that he was now shirtless. He'd come a long way since he was younger, she noted, looking at his muscled body. She felt her cheeks grow hot the longer she stared at him. Oh, she hated herself for this, but any time she'd see a hot guy she'd melt! It was just who she was. But this was intense, far more intense than anything she had felt before. And it was Goku that was making her feel this way. It had to be sexual tension, she told herself. There is no way she could be this attracted to Son without sexual tension being the explaination.
She ignored the hotness she felt and looked to Goku, who was now standing. 'Son, why don't you take a break for now? You know, get some rest, maybe.'
He nodded at her, 'Yeah, I was thinking that. I'm going to have to be more careful, though. I thought I could handle the ki at such short distance, but it's harder than it looks.' He laughed, 'Live and learn', I suppose.'
'How can you laugh about that?' Bulma asked him in disbelief, 'You could have destroyed the ship and killed us.'
'I didn't, though, did I?' Goku responded with a less than friendly look on his face.
'Well, no… But you could have!' Bulma huffed at him.
'But I didn't, so there.' Goku nodded at her, crossing his arms.
'You're so immature sometimes, Son Goku, I swear.' The girl turned her head away and huffed out some air, pouting grumpily.
The saiyan smiled at her, unfolding his arms as he dropped down to wrap his strong arms around her in a hug, 'Aw, Bulma, don't be mad! I promise I won't use ki like that again.'
The blue haired woman shifted slightly in Goku's arms. His grip was loose enough for her to break out it, but she got a whiff of his scent and decided to keep herself in his arms. He smelled like sweat, that was for sure, but it wasn't a disgusting smell like she remembered he used to carry around him when he was younger; it was a masculine smell, an attractive smell.
Bulma closed her eyes, smiling, 'Alright, alright, Goku. I believe you.'
The saiyan smiled and pulled away from her, much to Bulma's disappointment. He stood up and looked down at her, 'I think I'm going to take a shower, and then I'll come right back out and we can talk and stuff.'
Bulma smiled up at him, 'Sure, I'd love that.'
Goku grinned before heading into the backroom to get his shower started. Bulma blew a sigh, she felt hot, and in fact she was even sweating. She undid the belt on her waist and tossed it aside before taking her jacket off and placing it to the side as well. She removed the rest of her space suit until she was completely in the nude. She grabbed up her clothes and walked over to her things to put them away. She then pulled out her grey sports bra and pulled it on before grabbing her matching underwear to pull them on as well. After she was done making sure her underclothes were on comfortably and securely, she turned around to climb back into the bed and rest, waiting for Goku to get out of the shower.
A long moment had gone by since Goku left for his shower, but Bulma heard no sound of running shower water. She wanted to get up and check on him, but she knew that he knew how to work the shower, because he had showered before. He must have been taking his time. But she heard him call her name from the backroom, so Bulma got up and went to the door and opened it up to look inside.
Goku sat in the tub full of steamy hot water; he looked to Bulma with a big smile, 'Look!' He said happily, 'I decided to do what you do and just sit in the water. It feels nice.'
Bulma laughed, putting a hand over her mouth, shaking her head, 'Oh, Goku, you're silly.'
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Goku just smiled, 'You wanna join me?' He asked.
Bulma's amused smile faded as she stared at Goku, her cheeks turning hot again, becoming a light shade of red. She was at a loss for words.
The saiyan looked at her for a long moment before speaking up, 'Are you okay? Your cheeks are red, they've been doing that a lot recently, are you getting sick?'
'No,' Bulma shook her head, 'I'm not getting sick. You just surprised me by asking me that. You shouldn't joke like that.'
Goku tilted his head to the side, looking honestly confused, 'I'm not joking. Do you wanna join me in the tub? The water is hot and it could be fun, we can relax together!'
The girl stared at him, saw that he was completely honest, and began pondering to herself. This could be a good thing for her. It could relieve some of that sexual tension she had felt earlier, or perhaps make it worse. Maybe it would be as innocent as Goku thought it would be, maybe they would really end up having fun. They would be just two friends taking a bath together. That doesn't sound right, Bulma thought to herself. Two naked friends of the opposite sex together in a bathtub was not right. It was wrong, especially since one of them was married and had a kid! Bulma wondered why she had to think about this at all. She should just say no and go back out to the hull to lie in bed. But Goku looked so happy, so innocent, sitting in the tub, smiling at her, truly wanting his friend to be in the tub with him.
After a shaky breath, and another moment to think, Bulma answered Goku by slipping out of her panties and then pulling off her sports bra. She dipped her foot into the water, her cheeks darker than they were previously as she felt Goku's eyes on her nakedness. She then lowered herself in the water to sit across from him. Her blue eyes finally shifted to look at Goku, and the saiyan was smiling softly.
'Isn't this nice?' he asked.
Bulma nodded absently, 'Yeah, it is.'
He stared at her, 'What's wrong?' He asked, but before she could say anything, his eyes lit up, 'Oh! I know! You want bubbles in the tub, right? I knew I forgot something.' He lifted himself out of the water, completely uncaring that he had just revealed part of himself that Bulma hadn't seen in a long time, and it had been a long time.
She immediately averted her gaze, her cheeks as red as they could get now, her eyes wide as she just stared at the wall. Her heart thumped in her chest. This wasn't helping anything. Goku returned himself to the tub and dumped some of the bubble soap in and got it stirred up to create bubbles on the surface.
'There we go,' Goku said, 'Bubbles for Bulma.' He laughed.
She looked to him, but she wasn't laughing. Her heart continued to thump in her chest.
Goku looked at her, a frown coming to his lips, 'What's wrong? Are you okay? You look sad.'
Bulma shook her head and opened her mouth to speak, but barely a sound was made.
The saiyan titled his head at her, 'Your cheeks are redder too. Are you sure you're not sick?' He shifted himself onto all fours in the water so that he could lean in close to her to inspect her red cheeks.
Bulma's heart pounded still. This was insane, no, she was. She had to be going insane. Why was she feeling like this? This was Goku. This was Goku! She closed her eyes tight trying to force the feelings away, but when she opened her eyes again they were locked onto the dark, caring eyes of Son Goku. Her heart skipped a beat, and her next move was to close her eyes and quickly lean in and press her lips to Goku's.
The saiyan's eyes went wide and he pulled away from her kiss almost immediately. He was back to sitting, but he stared at Bulma curiously, almost afraid. 'Wh-what was that? Why did you do that?'
Bulma's heart began to pound again as she looked at Goku, her cheeks searing hot now. She opened her mouth to answer him, but, again, no sound was heard. Why had she done that? She knew that if she tried to explain sexual tension to him, he wouldn't understand. He wouldn't get that seeing him naked, and having him invite her into a bath was teasing her. She looked away from him, ashamed.
Goku looked at her, seeing the look on her face, 'It's okay, I was just curious. Don't be upset.'
Bulma looked to him, 'Oh, Goku, you don't understa-'
She was interrupted when Goku's lips pressed to hers. She kissed him back. Hard. Her arms wrapped around his neck as their lips locked together. But when the kiss ended, she saw the look on his face and immediately knew that whatever she was feeling at the moment was not shared with Son Goku.
He smiled at her, 'See? I can do it too, it's alright. You can kiss me all you want. Chi-Chi told me it was a good thing to kiss.'
Bulma felt horrible, she'd taken advantage of Goku's innocence and selfless nature. But it felt so good to have finally released some of those pent up feelings. She contemplated Goku's words for a long moment. He had said she could kiss him all she wanted, so she had his permission, but whether or not she should tell him that it was a bad thing to have said that was a completely different story. She came to the conclusion that she had taken advantage of Goku in the past to get what she wanted, so she could still do it now. But there was something she had to ask first.
'Did you like it?'
Goku looked at her, 'Yeah. I mean, I didn't like kissing Chi-Chi when we first tried it, but she got mad at me because I thought it was weird.' He laughed, 'But I like kissing you, because you're my friend, and your lips are soft.'
Bulma smiled at him; that was all she needed to hear before moving toward him quickly and kissing him again.
The two had spent an hour in the tub, kissing on and off between conversations, which were mostly Goku asking Bulma questions about kissing and why she liked to do it. Once their skin began to prune, they decided it was time to get out of the bath and dry off. They got partially dressed, Goku wearing his boxers, while Bulma wore her underwear and sports bra, and they went to sit by the window again, with Bulma leaning on her friend as they watched the planets zip by.
Bulma closed her eyes as she leaned on Goku. She didn't care to look at the planets at the moment; she had a lot on her mind. She had kissed Yamcha plenty of times during their time together as a couple, but it had never felt like this. She told herself she didn't understand it, but she blamed it again on sexual tension. She and Goku were alone in a spaceship, many, many, many miles away from their home. It had been nearly a week with him alone, surely there had to be some tension between them. It made sense. Of course Goku probably wasn't feeling the same way, he was just innocent, wanting to spend time with Bulma however he could.
Bulma's thoughts were interrupted when she felt a set of lips press to her own. She grinned a little and kissed those lips before opening her eyes to see Goku there.
'You really like kissing me, don't you?' She asked the saiyan playfully.
He grinned and nodded, 'Yeah. It makes my lips tingle, it feels good.'
Bulma snickered, 'Well there is a lot we could do to feel good.' She nodded.
Goku's eyes lit up and he grew excited, 'Really? Like what?'
Bulma shrugged, 'Stuff…' she teased.
The saiyan smiled happily, 'Stuff that's better than training or kissing?'
'Yep, a lot better.'
'Will you show me?' He asked hopefully.
'Maybe later, but not now.' Bulma said.
Goku didn't ask for more, he was content with her answer. He planted a kiss on Bulma's lips before looking back out the window at the planets, leaving the woman to her thoughts.
Bulma grinned to herself wickedly. She knew she should feel bad for using Son like she was, but she had so much power in her hands, literally and figuratively. Goku was so gullible and innocent she could bend him to do whatever she wanted him to do, maybe even things she had always wanted to do, but never found the right moment to. With Goku, there didn't have to be a right moment, any time was the right moment, and she knew that the saiyan would be absolutely fine with it, and she knew that he'd feel no guilt. Bulma began making wicked plans for Goku, even though a small voice in the back of her mind told her that it was dangerous, that she would regret it, that she would be punished for it in the end. If she heard that warning voice at all, she didn't show it. She would get what she wanted, and not even her conscience would get in the way.
(A/N): I'm realizing that a lot of the scenes in the story so far have taken place in the bath tub. I'm also starting to realize I should have probably given this story an M rating, what do you think? Is it fine at T?