One-chapter fic
Bulma watched him go, still standing in the deep puddle. Even though she didn�t have boots on, the water sinking through her shoes and socks had no affect on her. Her body was numb. She felt like she wanted to call after him, tell him to come back, that it was all just one big joke.
But she couldn�t do that. It wasn�t a joke. It was reality. Not fantasy�not any longer.
Bulma looked down at the dark, gray cement, feeling something on her ear falling. She looked down to see it was the lavender flower Goku gave her earlier. She forgot about it being there, but now she didn�t have to worry about it at all.
She watched as the single flower floated down the fast flowing stream beside the sidewalk. Watching it was almost soothing, but when the stream was flowing past a hole in the side of the sidewalk, the flower flew down the hole, never to be brought back to Bulma again.
Choking on a sob, Bulma walked away from the hotel, not quite sure where she was going, however. She didn�t care if her shoes and pant legs were getting even more soaked from all the puddles she subconsciously stepped into.
"Oh, Goku�" she sniffed and shoved her freezing hands into her jean pockets, only making them hurt worse, "How could I do that to you�"
Luckily enough, she still had enough sense to look both ways before crossing the street. Bulma got to the other side, standing on the sidewalk corner and looking up at the familiar restaurant. It was the Japanese place she met him at the morning after he confessed his love to her. How lucky she was to have someone like Goku love her, it was quite an honor.
"And I let it all go�" she said out loud, walking slowly over to the building and resting her hands on the outside walls.
That was just the beginning of a perfect day.
She grinned slightly, remembering the time they went to Their Special Place and Goku decided to take a swim. Bulma looked away, but she got a pretty good glimpse of him. That was when she joined him and they went behind the waterfall�he was still naked and she was well enough naked herself.
They began kissing�then the kissing went further. It felt so perfect.
Thinking this, Bulma frowned.
"No�"
She remembered Goku laying her down gently�oh so gently. Everything he did, he made sure never to hurt her�to handle her with care as if she were glass. Showing her his love to no end.
"No�" she repeated, shaking her head.
He took off her clothes slowly�making sure she never felt uncomfortable with anything he was doing. He held her, he kissed her, he gave her pleasure beyond belief. Everything was so perfect that it scared her.
Bulma�s eyesight became a blur, "No�"
Goku was her first. She was his first. She remembered how he paused after he entered her, making her feel complete, yet wanting to make sure she was all right. He never liked to bring pain upon people, especially her. It was a wonder she never realized that long before.
She felt her hands grip around the brick tightly, making her palms sting, "Oh�no�"
He made sure to do as she pleased, if she asked him to go faster, he would, harder, he would, and she was sure that if she asked him to stop, slow down, or anything of that nature, he would have. He was always so good to her. Giving her a perfect release and holding her tightly afterwards. Never leaving her.
"No�" tears clouded her vision, her knees felt weak.
�What have I done? She asked herself, finally realizing the huge mistake she made by letting Goku go�and how much she really did love him.
"Goku, no!" Bulma pounded the building roughly with her fists before quickly turning around and running across the street again, this time not bothering to watch for cars. The street was empty, however, she was trying to run so fast, she kept slipping on the wet ground, yet not having that slow her down.
She entered the hotel building, getting stares from the people behind the counter at her watered appearance. Ignoring them, she made her way over to the elevator, pressing the up button about ten times, hoping it would bring the single room to her quicker.
When it didn�t come right away, she hopped back and forth on her feet, getting impatient, "Come on, come on!" she yelled loudly before cursing under her breath and running down the hall to the stairs.
"I�m not too late!" she kept repeating in her mind as she skipped every other step, "I can still tell Goku the truth and keep him! Oh, Kami�"
Even from being out in the rain, sweat began to form on her forehead as she reached the second floor. Bulma ran down another hall, surprised at her speed. She was going so fast, she almost ran past his door, but stopped herself, immediately knocking on the door.
She waited. And waited. She knocked again.
He couldn�t have fallen asleep this fast�could he? Bulma put her hand on the doorknob and twisted it, finding it to be unlocked. She sucked in a deep breath, pushing the door open slowly and peering inside and, sure enough, she found Goku sleeping on his bed.
Bulma had to smile a little from it, but the smile quickly went down into a frown. She noticed how he looked. Goku never changed from his rain soaked clothing and he was sleeping atop all the blankets, his arms wrapped around himself to keep him warm. As she walked closer, she also noticed the dry tears that stained his face.
She had to cover her mouth with her hand to keep from sobbing. Never before had she seen him cry and to think�she was the cause for when he did.
When she was beside his bed, she kneeled down on her knees, not wanting to sit on the bed in fear of disturbing him. Bulma didn�t know what she was so afraid of; Goku would never hurt her. Even if she did hurt him. He wasn�t one to do that. But she could also fear rejection. Who knew if he would forgive her, or even believe her? If that did happen�she knew she deserved it.
Cautiously, she reached out an unsteady hand and brushed away a few of his hairs out of his face, making his facial figure twitch. She let out a deep sigh as her hand made its way down the side of his face, brushing past his lips, making her shiver visibly. Without hesitation, she gently leaned forward and kissed away his tears.
She heard him swallow and right away, she knew he was awake.
"What are you doing here, Bulma?" by the sound of it, it was much more understood as a sharp demand than an innocent question.
Trying to force herself to smile, she felt new tears in her eyes, "Goku�"
Goku opened his eyes upon hearing his name, looking at her with his big eyes. She was surprised that he hadn�t narrowed them yet, giving her a warning look that he wanted her to leave.
He sat up straight, rubbing his eyes with his arm, "What?" he looked at her, "Bulma, why are you here? Have you come to tease me some more?"
"No!" Bulma said, almost a little too loud. She got up off her knees and sat beside him, feeling her heart sink when Goku moved down further away from her.
"Goku�Goku, I came here to apologize. I have no clue whatsoever why I said all those things to you outside. It took me a whole five minutes to realize my mistake." Bulma explained, tilting her head up a little to try and see his face.
Turning his head to look at the carpet from the window, he whispered, "Really?"
Bulma nodded vigorously, knowing Goku was looking at her from the side view, "Yes! I mean it, Goku! I never wanted to hurt you and�."
"Guess you must be good at doing things you don�t want to do," Goku cut in, letting the pain show in his voice.
She paused, taking a minute to fully understand his statement. She moved down to sit next to him again, putting a hand on his shoulder, thankful he didn�t shove it off, "I understand. But I just thought letting you go would be the best thing for both of us�"
Goku was silent for awhile, "The best thing�for both of us?" without giving her time to answer, Goku stood up from the bed and looked down at her, his vision blurred, "Bulma, how did you ever come up with an excuse like that? Even I can hardly believe that one!"
Bulma stood up in front of him, "It�s not an excuse, it�s a reason! I was confused, Goku, can�t you see that?" she asked, almost begging him to comprehend, "You�re supposed to get married to Chi-Chi tomorrow, I�m�to a certain extent�still seeing Yamcha�" her shoulders slumped a little, "It was all just�one big mess."
He stood there, starring at her and for a moment, Bulma thought he was going to agree with her. But that was before he shook his head, "I loved you too much to pay attention to everything else."
Of course, she had to notice how he used the word love in past tense. Thinking she was losing him all over again, she stepped forward, grabbing him by the shoulders, "I know, I�m sorry." Building up enough courage, she looked him straight in the eye, "Do you�still love me?"
Goku sighed, grabbing her hands into his and dropping them back to her sides, "You know what�s weird? I�m not one to hold grudges, but what you did�I can�t help but keep replaying that same moment over and over in my mind. Hearing you tell me to marry Chi-Chi and feeling my pain�" he put his right hand up to his chest where his heart was, "Bulma�never before did I feel the feeling you gave me when you told me you didn�t love me."
Bulma stood there with her mouth agape, assuming right off that the answer to her question was no.
"But you know what�s even weirder?" he suddenly continued, "Is that�yes, I still love you, Bulma."
Right away, Goku took his eyes away from Bulma, afraid that she would laugh in his face for still feeling that way.
"Goku�I love you, too," came her response.
Eyes widening quickly, Goku turned his head back to her, taking note that she wore a huge smile, "Wha-what?"
"I said�" Bulma came closer to him, closing the gap and wrapping her arms around his neck, "I love you, too." Saying that again, she pressed her lips gently to his.
Before, Goku�s mind was spinning with millions of thoughts, but as soon as he felt Bulma�s lips on his, he forgot about everything except him and her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he kissed her back.
Convinced that he believed her, she kissed him harder, spinning him around to make him sit on the bed, then broke the kiss when she pushed him back. A confused look crossed his face as he watched Bulma climb on the bed beside him and make his body move up so his head was resting on the pillows. She lay close to him, her upper body hovering over him and her fingers combing through his hair.
"Goku, I really do love you�I love you so much," she gave him a light peck on the side of his mouth before lowering her head and resting it under his chin.
Goku gave his famous grin, though Bulma couldn�t see. He wrapped his arms around her small frame, hugging her closer, "You have no idea how long I�ve waited to hear you say that."
Bulma smiled and sniffed him, but only smelling the stink of old rain as she suddenly remembered that they were both still in their wet clothing.
She lifted her up to look at his face again, "Goku, I really mean it though. I love you and I�m so�so sorry about what I did earlier. But now�I want to make it up to you. And believe me, Goku�" she smirked and bit his lower lip gently, "you�re going to enjoy it."
"Really?" This time, Goku showed her his grin and hugged her tighter, "Then make it up to me."
Giggling softly, she pulled away from his embrace some and kissed him, leaving a trail from his lips to his neck. He made a goofy smile, already enjoying what Bulma was doing.
Without wasting too much time on his neck, she went to his collarbone, where his wet clothing then started to annoy her as it rubbed against her chin. She stopped and tugged on his shirt and top half of his gi, "This needs to go."
Goku chuckled and sat up, pulling hard on the top half of his clothing, yet having a hard time since it was clung to his chest, "Heh�I�m having a bit of difficulty."
Bulma laughed also, helping him get his sleeveless gi un-tucked from his belt and slip it over his head, followed by his heavy weight tee shirt, which proved to be even more complicated.
"Gee, it�s gonna take all night just to get you undressed," she commented, giggling again at the weird predicament.
Goku grinned at her before his shirt covered his face as they worked on getting it over his head, "Hey, don�t forget about you. You�re probably more wet than me!"
"Heh�" finally they got it over his head and they threw it carelessly to the side. She pushed him back on the bed, "That can change soon enough."
He blinked twice, "Huh?"
She shook her head, "You�ll see."
Lowering her head back to his collarbone where she left off, she began to resume, soon moving her kisses down to his chest. Already, she felt his breath start to quicken, that which gave her a whole new burst of energy.
Bulma ran her hands down faster than her head, running her hands on the outside of his thighs before going in, brushing past his bulge that was already forming.
He moaned from deep in his throat, causing Bulma to let out her own little sounds of joy. She quickly came in contact with his belt, untying it and throwing it aside, then working on getting his gi bottoms off. Bulma heard his boots fall to he ground from him shoving them off, which made it a whole lot easier for her to slide his pants down.
"H-hey, Bulma?" he asked, trying not to stutter as his mind was going blank.
She grinned and slid back up his body and breathed into his ear, "Yes Goku?"
Feeling him shiver from beneath her, he said, "What about your clothes?" Goku�s hand traveled to the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up to feel her luscious curves. Bulma didn�t resist as Goku managed to get her shirt off, no problem. Without pausing when he tossed her top aside, he moved to under her, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, sliding them down easily, too, even though they were pressed tightly to her skin.
Bulma let out another giggle as she felt Goku�s hand slide over her rear, making her squirm, also making the pants removal process move faster.
After they were down by her feet, she kicked them off herself and Goku�s pants soon followed. Not hesitating to let him get used to being semi-naked, she removed his boxers, staring in awe at his manhood. The first time they did this, she was too nervous to pay a whole lot of attention to everything beautiful on him. But now she wanted to take him all in. She wanted to give him pleasure like nothing else he�s ever felt.
Never having done such an act before, Bulma hoped that she would do everything perfect for Goku. So, instead of holding him off any longer from her nervousness, she quickly took him all in, taking a note in his sharp gasp, telling that that step was completed successfully. Slowly, she pulled her head back, but only to lower it again. She felt his hands go to her head, twirling pieces of her hair around his fingers, fighting the urge to push her head further.
Letting low, long moans escape him, his eyes closed from the pure pleasure, even when trying to pry them open. However, his eyes did snap open when he felt Bulma use her teeth to glide back up his length, almost painfully slow. Goku arched his back and hips towards her and hissed through clenched teeth, feeling the same pleasure wash over him from the first time he was with Bulma.
Then, surprisingly to both Goku and Bulma, his throbbing member pulsated quicker than expected as he groaned out her name and emptied himself into her mouth.
As fast as her inexperienced self could do, she took in all he gave her before sliding back up him and giving him a quick kiss, loving the way he looked with his eyes closed and his face "pleasure flustered".
Even from just the thought, Bulma felt her panties become damper and damper with each passing second and knew she had to go on. She slid her bottom undergarment off then sat up on him as to straddle his hips. As soon as she got situated, she felt him hardening again which only pushed her into sliding down on him, letting him enter her slowly.
Goku stared up at her, feeling his breath quicken all over again. He gripped the bed sheets that he lay on, the sweet sound of Bulma moaning as he entered her fully reaching his ears. But as he studied her face, his eyes soon wandered down to her chest and noticed that her erect breasts were still confined within her bra. He ran his hand up her sides, to the back of her, feeling the clasp that she had undone the first time and fidgeted with it before feeling it loosen. Carefully, he slid the bra down her arms then tossed it aside before clinging onto her hips and slowly rocking her.
"Ohhh, Goku�" she whispered, moving with his rhythm, occasionally trying to go to her own before she lost control of herself. Here she was, wanting to give Goku the best he deserved, and then without much thought, he turned the tables on her and was giving her the best she didn�t deserve.
She hardly had time to think about it, however, as she slid her hands to his chest, lightly scraping her nails across it, not knowing that blinded any sane thought that Goku had left, leading him to flip her over so he was on top and push into her roughly.
Bulma�s legs were firmly locked around Goku�s torso, giving him deeper access from each thrust. She would arch her back every time Goku would leave her, even though she knew well enough it would only be a second before he would go back to her. Moving with him and thrusting her head back, she felt her climax coming faster and faster. She didn�t want to hold anything back, leaving her to feel free enough to moan, almost scream, out to Goku with his name and what she wanted mixed in.
Hearing her only gave him more energy, wanting to feel another powerful orgasm, from both himself and her. He knew only a few more hard thrusts would do it before�
She clamped around him, the heat getting to him severely. Without any warning, Bulma screamed his name loud enough to possibly wake the whole hotel, feeling her juices run down her to the sweat filled blankets.
Just a second after her, he dug his face into the crook of her neck, muffling out his scream better than Bulma. He released himself into her, feeling as though he would never stop giving her his steaming hot liquid.
After that wonderful experience, Goku couldn�t help but let out a beaten "oh" as he lowered himself down on her, careful not to crush her. His arms were so weak he figured he�d better not chance it and rolled off of her, taking Bulma with him.
Goku ran his hand lazily up and down her back as their hot breaths continued to circulate around them.
"It�s over," he managed to speak out between pants, hating the words for they made him want to take her all over again, though he knew he did not have the strength, "And that was the best apology anyone has ever given me."
Bulma chuckled from deep in her throat, keeping her face to his neck, "I�m glad."
He only smiled as he felt his eyelids begin to close from their heaviness, "This is all I ever wanted�" Goku leaned his head down to kiss her forehead before resuming his position, "To have my best friend as something more.
"I love you, Bulma."
Bulma was half-asleep, he could tell, but even so, she managed to get out a mumbled, "I love you, Goku" for him.
Goku squeezed her tighter to him, finally feeling complete, physically and emotionally. They both drifted off, not having one worry about what the next day would bring.
What was the difference? People would get mad, but they would get over it eventually. It was just another faze in life. Some people had to be hurt for others to feel joy. And when those others are destined to be soul mates, it�s fully and completely worth while.
No questions asked.