Disclaimer: This may come as a shock to you all but... I don't DBZ! Nor do I claim to. :P
Story Title: Wild Horses – Chapter 5
Chapter Title: How to Be an Outlaw
Author: Trixie-chan
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Okay, some news. I have decided that Wild Horses will have lemon in it, but it will not be soon. And hopefully this will be a nice long story! :P I hope that's okay with everyone. I will also be making a lemon-less or edited chapter along with the lemon chapter for all you lemon haters out there (you poor, poor souls.... ^^). Okay, now enjoy chapter 5! This should be an interesting chapter... heh heh heeeeh! And btw, in this chapter I am introducing Chichi and Goku/Kakarotto (I always have Vegeta call Goku Kakarotto because it creeps me out to hear Vegeta say "Goku.") Now, read and be happy!
"...." – talking
*....* - thinking


     After a while of standing in the middle of an open area for a long time, Vegeta finally worked up the courage to stroll back to the caves. As he passed the bath cave, a blush crept up to his cheeks. He looked to the ground and noticed wet footprints in the sand leading to the main cave. He sighed. *Well... guess she's out... I have to just act like nothing happened, nothing at all.* He drew in a breath, puffed out his chest, then let the air out, his chest falling again, and continued walking to the main cave.
     Once he reached it, he saw Bulma sitting on a rock outside in one of the outfits he got her, squeezing her hair dry. Once she got as much water out as possible, she shook her head, wet strands of hair flying around her face. And he noticed that her hair was straight, not curly, as it had been the days before. She stood up and smoothed out the outfit, looking down at it with an expression he couldn't really decipher. Whether it was disgust or contentment he couldn't tell. It had a black, leather skirt and vest with fringes coming off the ends of the sleeves and the bottom of the skirt. The skirt came down to mid-thigh and the outfit wasn't complete without the black, leather, knee-high boots.
     All he could do was stare at her; she looked amazing. At that moment, Bulma turned around and saw him, a look of anger spread across her features.
     "Well well well. Come to try and take another peak?" she said, spite dripping from her voice. Vegeta's lip curled at the accusation.
     "Look, woman. It was an accident, I thought you were finished. Let it go," he replied, walking past her.
     "Oh, it may be that easy for you, YOU were the one who saw ME naked!!"
     "For Kami's sake woman! Forget it!" Vegeta yelled, sighing.
     "I can't. I don't appreciate it when people get off sneaking peaks at me naked!" Bulma screamed, throwing her arms up in the air, then slamming them to her sides, breathing heavy and anger and frustration clearly evident on her face.
     "You realize I'm not going to be getting all this shit for you by myself all the time," Vegeta stated, moving on to a completely different subject.
     "Oh you think you can just change the subject just like that and I'll forget about it?? ...... What do you mean....?"
     "You're going to have to help me," he said matter-of-factly.
     "W-what?? Help you? You mean steal? I'm going to help you steal??"
     "Why so surprised? You didn't have too much trouble telling me to get all that stuff for you?" Bulma turned her head away, ashamed. Vegeta only laughed.

     "No need to be ashamed about it. I'm not. By being an outlaw I can get anything I want! Don't be ashamed of it, there are many like me. Many."
     "Oh gee... that helps..." Bulma responded quietly. Vegeta smirked.
     "You'll learn," he replied, walking over to Prince's cave. He went into the cave and, a few moments later, returned with Prince. He hopped up on him, then walked over to Bulma.
     "Come one, woman."
     "What?" Bulma asked, cocking her head to the side.
     "Where leaving."
     "Leaving where?"
     "It doesn't fucking matter, just come up here," Vegeta snarled, extending out his hand to help her up.
     She thought about it for a minute, then took hold of his hand and let him pull her up. She sat behind him, sidesaddle, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
     "I hope you realize that you're going to have to learn to ride with one leg on each side if you want to stay on (::snickers:: Oh Kami... that's so perverted.... ::tries to contain laughter, fails miserably::)." Bulma's eyes widened.
     "What?? How can I ride like that?! It's so... unlady-like!" Vegeta let out a laugh.
     "Oh yea, and you act lady-like AAAAAALL the time..." Bulma's eyebrows forked and she puckered out her lower lip in a silent pout while crossing her arms over her chest. Vegeta only shook his head at her childishness, then turned around to look at her directly in the face.
     "Well then, you'd better hold tight. Wouldn't wanna fall off..." he whispered seductively into her ear, causing her to shudder with pleasure. Without warning, Vegeta yelled, "Yah!" and took off, catching Bulma off-guard and making her hold on to Vegeta tighter and crush herself against her back. Vegeta couldn't resister his satisfied smirk.

     They stopped in front of a large bar at the end of a lone clump of small bars and buildings no where near any other towns. Vegeta hopped off of Prince then had Bulma jump down. He held out his arms and she slid down into them, looking into his eyes the whole time. They stood there, Bulma in Vegeta's arms for a long time before Vegeta shook himself out of his trance. He cleared his throat and walked away, telling her to follow him.
     They walked into the bar, and were instantly surrounded by tons of people.
     "Hey Vegeta!" men and women cried. The women flocked around him, swooning over him left and right, and men tried to burrow through the woman to try and talk to him.
     *Wow.... He is really popular....* Bulma thought as she followed him deeper into the room, over to a piano where a woman with black, shoulder blade length hair and a beautiful dress like one she used to have was sitting on top of it. As he reached her, she squealed and hopped off the piano into his arms, laughing the whole way. Bulma felt the icy pang of jealousy rise up in her stomach and felt her face turn slightly red. *Why am I jealous?? I don't care about this bastard. ... Do I....?*
     "Damnit, Chichi! What have I told you about doing that??" Vegeta yelled at the black-haired woman. Chichi hopped down from him. (AN: o.O;;)
     "Well sorry, Vegeta. You seem awfully cranky today," she smirked. *She must be his girlfriend...* Bulma thought spitefully.
     "I firmly stand that he is always cranky," said a man walking up to them. He had a cowboy outfit on, with black hair sticking out on all sides from his hat, and a smirk. He walked up to Chichi, put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her, causing Bulma to smile slightly. *So, she's not his girlfriend. She's his. Well, it wouldn't make sense for him to have a girlfriend; I'm apparently his whore. Why would he need a whore—* she shudders *—if he had a girl?*
     "Kakarotto, don't even start with me," Vegeta warned.
     "Vegeta, how many times to I have to tell you! Call me Goku, like everyone else!" Goku said.
     "Because I refuse to," Vegeta responded, crossing his arms stubbornly. Goku only laughed and put his arm around Vegeta's shoulders.
     "So," Goku said, starting a new subject, "who's the new girl?" Vegeta looked to Bulma, who suddenly felt like she was the center of attention as she looked around the crowd nervously.
     "Oh, she's my woman," Vegeta said, nonchalantly. Bulma pouted angrily.
     "I am nobody's 'woman,' so don't think of me as yours," Bulma retorted, crossing her arms over her chest.
     "Ooo, she's a feisty one!" Goku said laughing and patting Vegeta's back. Vegeta walked over to Bulma and grabbed her arm and pulled her with him.
     "Come on woman."

     Vegeta led Bulma into a room upstairs with Chichi and Goku and sat her down on a chair next to him.
     "I guess it is time for introductions," Vegeta said after they had all sat down. "This is Kakarotto—" he motioned to Goku.
     Goku cleared his throat and smiled. "It's Goku, this unholy bastard just insists on calling me Kakarotto." Bulma smiled back at him and nodded her head in acknowledgment.
     "And this," Vegeta continued, "is Chichi, Kakarotto's woman."
     "Wife, excuse me," Chichi responded, smiling at Bulma. "Hi." She and Bulma shook hands. "And you are...?"
     "Bulma," Bulma said, smiling and nodding her head.
     "So Vegeta," Chichi started. "What brings you here? Need some helpers on a job?"
     Vegeta only laughed. "Ha! I need no help on my jobs. I do, however, need help with teaching Bulma how to rob herself. You see, I don't want to be always getting her a whole bunch of shit without her helping at all," Vegeta explained. Chichi and Goku laughed.
     "I could help her with that," Chichi stated.
     "That I knew you could," Vegeta said. "Plus, I need to catch up on some things with Kakarotto." Goku rolled his eyes at the mention of his little 'nickname.' Bulma looked around, slightly confused at what was going to happen and how she was going to learn all that she was supposed to learn.
     Chichi stood up, held out her hand to Bulma and smiled. "Here, come with me. I'll teach you the basics."

     Bulma sat down on a couch in another room connected to the main room they were just in while Chichi sat in a chair opposite the couch. The wall had faded flower wallpaper and some painted pictures hanging on the wall as well. The two windows that were on the same wall had flowing white drapes on either side of the window. Chichi smiled at her.
     Finally, Bulma couldn't hold in the question any longer. "Is your husband an outlaw like Vegeta?"
     Chichi smiled and let out a small chuckle. "Yes. But not nearly as 'famous' as your Vegeta is."
     "He's not mine and I am not his."
     Chichi gave a knowing smile. "Sure he isn't."
     "Another question: are you and outlaw like Goku?"
     "Oh no, I am not an outlaw, persay. I only go on some jobs with him, but not many. I believe that Vegeta's intention with you is to make you a full time outlaw like himself. That way, you two will have something in common, or something of the sort."
     "So... what exactly am I supposed to learn with this? I mean like... what are the basics?"
     "All right, then we'll get into it right away." Chichi went on to tell Bulma the basics about robbing banks, general stores, and even common people on the street in the easiest way. And after all was said and she had gotten caught up on everything; which didn't take long, learning how to be an outlaw wasn't the hardest or most time consuming thing to learn how to do, Bulma said, "Is that all there is to it?"
     Chichi smiled and nodded. "That's it! Easy, isn't it?" Bulma nodded. "Well, I'd better take you back out to Vegeta, don't want him having a fit because we're taking too long." Chichi led Bulma out of the room into the one they were in originally as Goku and Vegeta were talking. Vegeta looked up and said, "Has she learned the basics?"
     "Yes," Chichi responded simply.
     "Good. Come on woman, let's go."
     "What?? So soon?" Bulma protested. "But I don't want to go back already. What would we do the rest of the day back 'home,' sit around and do nothing? I want to stay here."
     "Well well Vegeta, I do believe that that was a command!" Goku mused. Vegeta snarled at him.
     "Woman, we're leaving." Bulma stood firm, arms crossed over her chest and a determined look on her face.
     "I. Am. Not. Leaving." Vegeta growled in frustration.
     "Rrrrr... FINE!! We'll stay...." Vegeta yelled, storming out of the room and back downstairs. Goku tried as hard as he could, but couldn't contain it, and he burst out laughing.
     "My, Bulma! You have got guts! No other woman Vegeta has ever been with has been able to boss him around the way that you do. I think this might be the start of something..."
     "Yea right, like I'd ever like that jackass." And with that, Bulma stormed out of the room as well, leaving Goku and Chichi to look at each other, each with a knowing smile.

     Bulma sat next to Vegeta at the bar and ordered a whiskey, and earning a look from Vegeta.
     "You drink?"
     "Only when I feel the need..." Bulma whispered, downing the shot of whiskey just brought to her and slamming it down, signaling for more from the bartender.
     Vegeta shrugged and drank his own shot, commanding another as well.
     A couple of hours later, both were completely smashed and laughing uncontrollably while falling all over each other at the bar.
     "So, I was dancing on the bar," Bulma continued, "and this guy reaches up and pulls my skirt off!!"
     They both burst out laughing. The bartender came up to them, a smile on his face.
     "Sorry Vegeta, the bar closed 15 minutes ago. You need to go home, she needs to go home, and I need to go home."
     "Fine fine fine..." Vegeta responded, waving his hand at him, Bulma giggling to his left. He stoop, stretched, then picked Bulma up in his arms, earning a surprised squeal then a giggle from her.
     "You two have a fun night..." the bartender called to the retreating figures, waving them off.

     They arrived back at the cave, laughing yet again. At what, neither of them knew (not even me... ::sigh::). Vegeta hopped off of Prince and caught Bulma as she litterally fell off, twirling her around in his arms. He brought the tired Prince back to his cave, then carried Bulma back to their cave.
     He set her down on the blankets of their makeshift bed in a sitting position, then sat down beside her. She looked him in the eye, as he did her, and smiled.
     "You know... I was always too busy or scared to notice this, but you have beautiful eyes..." Bulma mumbled.
     "You do too..." Vegeta whispered back. (AN: I know, he is COMPLETELY OOC, but he's drunk, come on.)
     "Would you mind if I kissed you now, Vegeta?" Bulma asked timidly. He smiled.
     "Not at all." They both started leaning in ever so slowly, then just as their lips were about to make contact...
     Bulma's head fell onto his chest. She had passed out. Vegeta looked down at her head in surprise, then smiled. He picked her up and put her under the covers, removing her boots first. He got under the covers next to her and just stared at her sleeping form for a while. Just before he fell asleep, he wiped a few stray strands of hair out of her face, and snuggled up to her comfortedly.



Well, that's it! What you think? Nice 'n long, eh? Tell me what you think of it! And btw, I got that pass-out-on-chest-right-before-kiss thing from The Mummy, THE BEST MOVIE EVER! :D R&R! Ja.

- Trixie-chan