Ch.9
By: Vegeta's Mate
"How desperate does she think I am?! She can't honestly believe that I will give
into her demands! I can't! I won't!" ~But I want to...~
Vegeta was now completely healed. After Bulma had left, he had sat there in
complete shock for a nice while before getting up and heading out to the gravity
room. He was now furiously attacking his invisible foe, which in reality, could
have been his conscience. He was completely tore up as to what he should do. Half
of him wanted to give in to the tantalizing vixen and her demands. The other half
was screaming at him to stay away from the woman, that she could only become a
weakness...
"Kuso! What am I going to do?! What the hell is wrong with me? What difference
would it make as to if I did it or not?"
But he knew that it made a BIG difference if he showed up there that night. If he
did, it meant that he had given in to her and had lost the battle. But if he didn't
show up....
He let out another series of furious kicks and punches. All he knew now was that
he had to decide on something and he wasn't having much luck with that.
He sighed and sat down for a minute, trying to catch his breath.
He sat there for a couple of minutes before coming to the conclusion that he
needed to go somewhere to think. He got up and headed outside of the gravity
room, to the Capsule Corps. home for a shower...
Inside the C.C home...
"Honey, you look distracted. Is something wrong?" Said Mrs. Briefs to her
daughter.
Bulma snapped to attention and began to peel the carrots once again. "Oh, sorry
mom. I was just thinking about how Vegeta nearly got killed again..." She was
thinking about that certain Saiyajin, but she didn't feel like explaining the whole
details of what had been happening the past couple of days.
Thankfully, that explanation seemed to please her mother enough. "Oh, yes. I
know what you mean dear. I swear that delicacy of a man has a death wish..."
Bulma didn't really listen to her mother's babbling as she went on to say how she
thought that Vegeta should be dating...blah, blah, blah.
Her mind wandered back on her plan. She knew that her parents were going to be
leaving tonight and be gone for the next couple of days. Leaving to house all to
herself...and Vegeta.
She felt a shudder of anticipation as she thought about what the night may bring
and the last time that she had been able to touch that alluring flesh. She was a bit
worried though that he actually may not come...
"...and he has the perkiest little rump that I've ever seen! Bulma you should be
going out with him! ....BULMA! Are you listening to me?!"
Bulma snapped back to reality for the second time as her mother raised her voice.
"Ah...I think that I should sit down, mom. I don't feel so good...." She lied through
her teeth.
"Why? What's wrong?" Her motherly instincts kicked in as she pulled her
daughter away from the counter and brought her over to the couch.
"Yes, you do look a bit flushed." She placed her hand on her head. "Oh! And you
do feel a bit warm. Maybe you're just overworked."
~That's not the reason I'm warm mom...~ She thought naughtily. Her gaze fell on a
steel-blue streak that flashed across the sky. ~Don't let me down tonight,
Vegeta...~
Somewhere in the stratosphere...
After Vegeta had gotten his shower and had dressed, he taken to the sky in search
of an appropriate place to do some serious thinking. He had decided in mid flight
that he would go back to the same island that he had been on a short while ago.
After an hour or so of flight, he finally landed on the tiny uninhabited island. He
headed over to his rock and sat down. This wasn't the first time that he had to sit
down and actually think about his actions. He had had to think about what he was
going to do about Freezer. Unfortunately, all of that thinking and careful had been
a complete waste of time seeing how he had been forced to act to quickly and
ended up being killed for it.
He carefully went over what the woman had said to him. That if he 'loved' her to
come to her room at 12:00...Did he love her? Love was something that he had
never experienced, so how would he know? Was this new feeling that he got
whenever he was around her called love?
He had looked up the word in what the humans called a "dictionary", and they had
defined it as "a deep and tender feeling of affection for or devotion to a person or
persons..." and was that how he felt? He knew that he was concerned for her
welfare. He knew that he wanted to be near her and be with her. To put it bluntly,
he needed her.
After a careful run through of his emotions and feelings, he ultimately came to the
conclusion that he did love her. But what would his father say about that?
Vegeta smirked to himself. ~it doesn't really matter what that damn baka would
have thought...~
That infamous smirk stayed on his face as he thought. ~Alright woman, I'll let you
have this round...~
He decided that he would try and get a bit of sleep before heading back, after all,
he was going to need all the energy he could get...
................
Vegeta groggily opened his eyes and stretched his arms. "*yawn* I wonder what
time it is?"
He glanced around and saw that it was only sunset. He was just settling down to
sleep again, when a feeling of nausea sweep over him.
"Oh shit!" He had forgotten that he was on the other side of the world compared to
where Bulma was. It must of been WAY past 12:00 there!
With a blinding flash of light, he tore off into the sky, praying that he wasn't too
late...
About 30 minutes later...
He was too late. His worst fears had been confirmed as he passed the town clock.
The numbers 3:23 seemed to burn through his mind. Even though he had flown at
twice his normal speed, he still hadn't been quick enough. But he had been too late
when he had woken up anyway...
"Kuso! How could I have been so stupid?!" He barked at no one in particular.
He dismally decided to check on her anyway. There might of been the slim chance
that she had waited up for him, although he seriously doubted that.
The Capsule Corporation came into to view and he descended unto Bulma's
balcony.
He peered in through the sheers, but couldn't really see anything so he pushed on
the door to see if it was open. Surprisingly it was, so he carefully pushed it open
wide enough to walk through.
His already grieving heart was torn to shreds as he saw that she was already
asleep. He decided that he wouldn't bother to wake her, she would just blow up at
him anyway. But he just didn't know how he would face her the next day...
He was just about to turn around to leave, when he felt something move around his
waist. Before he had a chance to react, he felt something brush against his ear. "I
knew you'd come..." was what was gently whispered in his ear, followed by a
playful nip on the same ear.
He shuddered underneath her touch. Vegeta had never felt so relieved in his entire
life. With a closer look towards the bed, he realized that what he had thought to be
Bulma, was actually bed clothes bunched up. She had known that he would be late
all the long!
But he didn't have time to think about that as mind was quickly diverted back to
the woman in question.
"Bulma, I..." He started to apologise but she hushed him and purred softly, "Later,
right now you have other business to attend to..."
She gently pulled his already unbuttoned shirt off of his shoulders and started to
kiss him across the base of his neck and across his shoulders.
Her sweet torture continued until he felt like he would go insane if he didn't get to
touch her.
He turned around and brought his face close to hers and nuzzled her neck. She
cooed in pleasure as his delicately licked a path up to her ear and then gently
nibbling on it.
He then brought his lips to hers in a heated kiss.
The blood thundered in her ears as she hungrily returned it with just as much
passion. His hands travelled up to her shoulders and slowly slipped the thin straps
down her the length of her arm. The silky garment landed in a pile at her feet.
Her hands in return caressed down his well trimmed stomach, coming to rest on
the zipper of his pants. She gave a tug and pulled them off, along with his
undergarments.
He then picked her up and layed her gently on the bed.~you're mine
now....forever...~ They shared the same thought...
3 hours later...
Bulma woke up with the sun just starting to peep through the sheers in her
window. She smiled as felt the warmth that was snuggled into her shapely body,
with his face nuzzled into her neck.
Her fingers gently stroked along his arm and across his back. She mused about the
beautiful creature that was draped over her. ~my Prince...~
My prince? She was suddenly reminded of the wish that she had wanted to make
when she was just a young teenager. She had wanted to wish for her "prince
charming."
At the time she thought that Yamcha was her compensation for the wish that she
never got to make. But no, Shen-Lon was a perfectionist, he had given her the real
thing.
She smiled to herself, snuggling closer to the sleeping form next to her.
~Thank-you, Shen-Lon...~
By: The Smashing Pumpkins
You and me, meant to be. Immutable, impossible
It's destiny, pure lunacy. Incalculable, insufferable
But for the last time, your everything that I want and ask for
You're all that I'd dreamed
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Who wouldn't stand inside your love
Protected and the lover of a pure soul. And beautiful, you
Don't understand, don't feel me now
I will breathe for the both of us
Travel the world, traverse the skies
Your home is here, within my heart
And for the first time as feel as though I am reborn in my mind
Recast as child and mystic sage
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Who wouldn't stand inside your love
And for the first time,
I'm telling you how much I need and bleed for,
Your every move and waking sound
In my time I'll wrap my wire around your heart and your mind
You're mine forever, now
Who wouldn't be the one you love and live for
Who wouldn't stand inside your love and die for
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Finis