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     He woke when the moon was dipping over the horizon. The sky was like the finest black velvet sprinkled with dazzling diamonds. And memory returned to him. But this time.. he felt nothing. Nothing but a dull ache, a vague anxiety.   But he felt a little better. His head was still pounding, but some of the pain inside had melted away.
    But it was only temporary relief. He knew that much. He'd spilled his guts to that insipid moron Kakarotto on Namek right before he'd died, but it hadn't really helped. He still missed Vejiitasei. He felt a bleak despair. It would never end. Nothing would ever stop the pain. Becoming Super Saiyan had done nothing. The only time he really could forget was when he was with her..
    Bulma.
    Somehow she made him forget his pain. If only for awhile. But it was something. But what would happen when she died? Humans lived far shorter life spans than Saiyans. What would he do then? He'd have all the old bad memories and on top of that, she would be gone! But he didn't need to worry about that now.
    Now he could complete the bond. She already knew what he'd been hiding from her anyway, so why not? Yet he didn't move from his spot. He didn't want to go back. He knew he wasn't ready to see Bulma's memories. He knew her life had been nothing compared to his. What was the worst thing that had happened to her? And he knew it would make him angry.   He couldn't blame her for it though.
    After all, she'd always had people to protect her, while he'd only had himself and his strength to keep him safe. And for a long time he didn't even have that.
    It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was making Bulma his forever. The degree of need he felt for her worried him, but none of it mattered. Whatever may come he would deal with later. He trusted her. He wanted to be with her. No one else. He couldn't imagine being with anyone else.
    Decision made he stood quickly, ignoring the head rush and took off towards home. It took him fifteen minutes before he was floating gracefully outside their room.
    She was within, and sleeping from the feel of her ki. He smiled and slowly lowered himself to the balcony and quietly stepped inside. She lay naked, sprawled over the mattress, the thin sheets leaving little to the imagination. He couldn't stop the grin that appeared on his face. Had she been waiting for him to return last night? Or had she just felt like sleeping naked? Both thoughts made him smile. She was so beautiful lying there. Her long, aqua mane spread out in a riot over the pillow. He soft, creamy breasts, both exposed to his view. He quickly removed his clothes and crawled into bed. He lay down next to her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. He gently kissed her soft cheek and sniffed her hair which never failed to smell like her favorite fruit.
    He liked strawberries too. He had always liked to eat all of them as soon as she bought them just to piss her off. He still did it, any time she got them. He softly chuckled, remembering some of their more memorable fights over the red berries.
    Bulma suddenly stirred next to him, softly yawning and stretching with in the confines of his arms. Her eyes slowly opened and she blinked rapidly as the intruding sunlight made her eyes sting. She felt him lying next to her, holding her and she sighed pleasurably, slowly pulling her leg up to drape across his waist.
    "Hi." She murmured, yawning again.
    "Hi." He replied.
    "How are you?" she asked reopening her eyes to examine him closely. He met her gaze without flinching
    "Better." He replied easily. She blinked. He did look better. He looked almost happy. He wasn't really smiling, but he didn't look angry either. He looked.. content.
    "Good. I'm glad." She said and kissed him softly on the lips. He immediately leaned forward, his tongue sliding past her lips. She accepted the soft appendage and hers met his and briefly danced as they each began to caress the other.
Suddenly a thin cry filled the air. Vegeta jerked in surprise and sat up.
    "Shit." Bulma said softly. "Bura is up." She stood and walked over to her robe that was thrown across a chair in the corner of the room. Vegeta scowled but said nothing. "Let me go feed her really quick and I'll be back." Vegeta nodded wordlessly and lay back down with a sigh. He had almost forgotten about his new daughter. He stared at Bulma's butt as she walked out and then turned his gaze to the ceiling.
    He yawned and closed his eyes. He was still a little drained from the night before, but it was nothing too terrible. He had more than enough strength for what he meant to do next. But still, the bed was comfortable and he wouldn't fall asleep for at least fifteen minutes or more. By that time Bulma would be back. Minutes later he was fast asleep.

    Bulma called her mother on the other side of the compound.
    "Mom."
    "Yes, dear?"
    "Can you watch Bura for a little bit?"
    "Sure honey, bring her over!" Bulma said goodbye, hung up , and began to dress Bura. Then she filled Bura's diaper bag with more than was necessary, but she wasn't sure how long she and Vegeta would be "busy". Trunks was spending the weekend at the Son's, thank Kami. So she didn't have to worry about him barging in. she packed everything in the stroller and strapped Bura in and walked over to her mom and dad's rooms.

    When she returned to her room, Vegeta was sound asleep. She blinked in amazement. What the hell had happened? She'd been a half hour at the most.   Had he slept at all? He never slept during the day. She lay down next to him, not bothering to undress and just stared into his face. She scooted as close as she could without touching him, not wanting to wake him.
    He always looked so damn cute when he was asleep. Yet she hardly ever got to see him like that. He always was up before her and she always fell asleep probably hours before he did.
    Well, he has plenty of time to sleep later, she thought as she leaned forward and planted a small kiss on his cheek.
    "Vegeta." She murmured as she began to trail kisses down his jaw and neck. His eyes immediately opened and he sighed, stretching underneath her. He reached above him, his back arching and Bulma took the opportunity to trail kisses down his chest. He enveloped her in his arms and pulled her close.
    She waited for her clothes to get ripped to shreds, but it didn't happen. Instead he began to slowly cover her with kisses. Bulma sighed pleasurably. Yamcha had never made her feel so wanted. She felt like the princess she'd always wanted to be in the arms of her handsome prince. She reached down to his tail spot and began to gently massage it. He gasped in her ear and his grip tightened and without warning he bit down on her neck. She gasped as the pain turned into a wave of pleasure and decided to return the favor. She bit down on his throat and felt him jerk beneath her as she broke his skin with surprising ease. His warm, strangely sweet blood flooded her mouth and she swallowed without hesitation.
    Their resulting bout of lovemaking was almost violent, but neither felt pain, only pleasure. And not only their own pleasure, but each other's as well. Once they reached their climax it was simultaneous and their pleasured screams made the windows rattle.
    It was the closest to heaven either had ever been.

Sorry this is so short, but I HAD to finish it. And I'm a Gemini so if anyone knows anything about Gemini's you know that we love to start things and never finish and I would be really pissed if I was reading a fic and the author never finished. (Take Price of Power for example) I took long enough as it was. I hope it wasn't too shitty.