Thanks for those who reviewed and to answer Kataan's question, Bulma is sixteen and Vegita is twenty. Here's the next chapter!
Diclaimer- I do not own DBZ or any of it's characters.
Fascination
Chapter 2- Journey Beginning
Bulma sat there quietly, her eyes on the road and her thoughts wandering in every which direction. It wasn't until she physically shivered that she realized she was soaked from her ten minutes standing in the rain. Bulma was thoroughly wet and cold.
Not wanting to make her discomfort apparent to her savior, she wrapped her arms loosely around herself, as if just folding her arms casually.
Vegita's obsidian eyes focused on a road sign that drew steadily closer. He hadn't planned on stopping until he reached Kensei's border. It hit him then that he didn't know where his passenger was headed. "Where are you headed, anyway?"
'Sapphire' sighed, casting her blue orbs to the window. "As far away from the eastern border you're willing to take me." She relied in a soft voice.
-Only to the next town.- He reminded himself. -Only to the next town.-
-Now you can't very well drop her off in a strange town in the middle of the night.- Retorted that annoying voice that Vegita officially labeled his Humanity. -Look, I'll take her to the next town, make sure she gets all dried up, warm and set up. But that's it!-
The dark-haired man glanced over to Bulma. "Do you have any other clothes?"
The girl seemed to snap from her thoughts as she looked over to him. "Err, yes. I have a capsule with my things..."
Vegita nodded. "Good. We'll pull off up here so you can change into something dry."
Bulma gave him an appreciative smile. "Thanks."
After pointing Bulma in the direction of the bathroom, Vegita headed over to the counter. The cashier, a man in his late thirties, glanced up when someone approached. He smiled at the familiar face.
''Hey, Ouji. What brings you here?'' He asked, leaning forward on his elbows.
Vegita shrugged nonchalantly, ''Just passing through.''
The clerk quirked a skeptical brow. ''And your passenger?''
The dark-haired man rolled his eyes. ''A crazy onna who got caught in the rain.''
''Awww...And you gave her a ride. How sweet.'' The man replied in a mocking tone.
The spiky-haired individual growled in the older man's direction. "Don't make me break you. This is her stop." He said turning his back on the counter and leaning against it, his arms crossing over his chest as a sign of finality.
"You're really going to leave that in this town to fend for herself?" The man questioned, his eyes on the freshened up girl. Vegita quirked a brow before looking over in her direction and clenched his jaw to keep it in place. She was absolutely gorgeous. Creamy skin, soft oval face framed by brilliant blue locks that spread across her shoulders and half way down her back. Her true blue eyes locked on him while she made her way over to him.
Bulma had briefly paused when she exited the restroom to find her savior. While walking over to him at the counter, he turned to look at her. The girl's sapphire eyes widened slightly after taking in his features. She thought he would be attractive, but she was grossly underestimating his looks. He was down right sexy; black flame-like hair to match his equally dark eyes, along with his other striking features. Luckily, Bulma reminded herself to breath before it was obvious that she wasn't.
She flashed a friendly smile to the cashier then returned her attention to Vegita, her lips curved into a soft smile. "Thanks again..."
Vegita mentally shook himself from the stupor he slipped into when he saw her before shrugging off her thanks. He stood, uncrossing his arms and moving to where the thumb of each hand was hooked into its respective pocket. "Do you want something to drink?" He asked while making his way over to the beverages.
"Sprite, please."
Vegita smirked. "What? No water?"
Bulma laughed. "No, I've had quite enough of water to last me a while."
"So, do you have anywhere to stay?" Cut in the man behind the register, leaning further over the counter to get closer to the blue-haired beauty. The older man jumped in surprised when Vegita set the drinks by the register a bit too hard.
"She'll stay in whatever hotel we find when we reach Ishi." He interjected, giving the cashier a look that bordered on being unfriendly. He looked over to Bulma, taking on a kinder expression. "If that's alright with you, Aoi."
The blue-haired teenager smiled. "If you don't mind having me along." Inwardly, she was celebrating. A road trip with this mysterious hottie? And she barely managed not to shiver at his accent.
Vegita turned back to give the other guy a smug smirk, in which the he responded by chuckling and shaking his head. "Alright, alright, Ouji. I got it." He grabbed the two drinks and scanned them.
Bulma looked to Vegita. "Ouji? I thought you said your name was, Vegita?" She asked with a slight smirk, thinking she'd catch him breaking his own rule.
"It is." He replied smoothly. "Think of it as my last name." He paid for the beverages then lead the way out, Bulma waving a good bye to the clerk.
"So, we're headed to Ishi?" Bulma asked as Vegita pulled himself up into the truck and shut the door.
"Yeah, "was his only response. -So much for just the next town. But I couldn't leave her here.- As he attempted to justify his unusual actions, the young man went about starting the car then getting back onto the road.
