Title: A Brush of Realized Love
Author: Washu
the Goddess
Rated: PG-13
for swearing
Genre:
Romance/Drama
Disclaimers:
if I owned dbz, wouldnt you think I would just make a bunch of episodes on this
instead of taking my fucking time to write it?no im kidding. I do not own dbz
and probably never will.
This is sort of just a 'what if'
story. Like, what if Vegeta never knew he had a son because he left right after
he slept with Bulma? What if Vegeta came back the day before fighting, instead
of in the middle of it? Read and review
and enjoy, by the way, i wrote this in
a 2 day timespan, so i dont know how right it is and a lot is just a new look
at how things could have happened. Have
fun, and arigatou for reading
Bulma looked
at her watch.10:38. She sighed
nonchalontly, then continued tinkering with her latest invention. Suddenly she gasped and looked at her watch
again. 10:38?
"CRAAAAAPP!!!" She yelled as she flew
up the stairs. Sure enough, a bawling
Trunks could be heard from upstairs.
She hurried to his room and picked up the screaming baby and took him to
his changing table. Bulma had gotten up
early that morning, in hope to get some work done before Trunks awoke. Unfortionatly, she got way caught up in her
work and didnt even realize how fast time had flown. As she changed Trunks and
got him dressed, she kept thinking about one thing.
Where is Vegeta?
they werent
together or anything. In fact, the only reason Trunks had been concieved at all
was because they were both drunk and horny.
The morning after, Vegeta was no where to be found. The only thing bulma had left of him was his
boxers in the corner of her bed and his scent filling the sheets. That was a year ago. That was the last time she ever saw him, and
was defintely beginning to lose faith that he was ever coming back. But one thing worried Bulma more than
anything. Tomorrow. The following day
was the day the young boy from the future had said two androids would land just
north of south city at 10 am. And
Vegeta was no where to be found. **Oh
vegeta, where are you, you son of a bitch? You cant even be thinking of leaving
us here to get mutilated by androids, can you? please dont do this to us...**
bulma thought as she brought Trunks downstairs for breakfast. She put him in his highchair and assembled
his baby food. She then sat across from
him and fed the food into his mouth.
"So trunks, do you want to know about
your daddy?" she asked him. Trunks just
gurgled happily in response, accepting more food into his awaiting mouth. Bulma smiled. "Well, ok here goes. Your daddy's name is Vegeta. He is a prince!
Isnt that exciting?" Trunks
gurgled. Bulma continued. "He isnt a very nice prince though. He is always yelling at everyone, even
mommy!" she paused, trying to think of what else to say to a baby who had no
idea what she was talking about.
"I know you've never met your daddy
before, trunks, but I hope you do. I know he will come back to me. He doesnt
even know about you! won't that arrogent man be suprised when he finds out
about you!" she said, more talking to herself this time. **Will he stay is the question** she
thought. "yes. I know he will! even if
no one else can, I can tell he loves me.
I really can!" she said outloud to no one in particular. As she fed Trunks, she kept speaking aloud.
"Yes! I have nothing to worry about! wait....all we did was sleep together
under the condition of being stoned! but wouldnt he still decline if he
detested me? He had to have known who he was fucking....he did say my name more
than once....maybe he really does love me! or at least appreciate me...that
man? appreciate? yah, right. Maybe he
just wanted to rape me, and figured this would be the best thing to do to solve
his manly horniness! ugh this is so confusing! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOU
BASTARD! GET YOUR FURRY SAIYAN ASS BACK HERE!!!" bulma yelled at the top of her
lungs. Trunks stared wide eyed at her,
then immediatly burst into tears. As
she tried to comfort him, a shadow appeared at the doorway.
"You bellowed?" a gruff voice
asked. Bulma froze and slowly turned
around. Sure enough, there was Vegeta
in the flesh. His dirty shredded saiyan
armor and clothes hung around his knees and shoulders, and he had blood stained
on nearly ever inch of him. He seemed
paler than usual, and his hair was filthy. Bulma didnt mean to, but the first
thing out of her mouth was
"Oh my KAMI LOOK AT YOU! YOU ARE A
FUCKING MESS!"
Vegeta looked
less than impressed with this greeting.
He glared at her and was about to do something he may have regretted,
but it was then he noticed the baby in her arms. His jaw dropped and he started to stutter.
"Wh-wh-whats t-t-that?" he asked
nervously. Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Your son." she answered. Vegeta passed out.
*~**~
"Vegeta....vegeta...wake up
Vegeta!" Vegeta slowly opened his eyes,
as Bulma's worried face came into view.
He squinted and looked around. He was in his bed, his armor draped over
a chair.
"What am I doing here?" he asked. Bulma snickered. "You passed out, dummy. I think it was a mix of your exhaustion
and your shock." she answered him.
"Where is that baby you had?"
"In his crib napping. You've been out for a few hours!" Bulma
said. Vegeta looked at her, and by the look in his eyes, Bulma knew what he was
asking.
"Yes" she answered quietly.
"really?" Vegeta whispered. Bulma nodded. Vegeta nodded, then looked away from her. After a moment in silence, he turned to face
her again. "I didnt think you would get
pregnant."
Bulma
shrugged. "Well, I did. and you
disappeared. If you didnt think I would get pregnant, why did you leave?" she
asked.
"I was embarrased to show weakness" he
answered simply.
"What, so sleeping with me is a sign of
weakness?" bulma asked sharply.
"On vegeta-sei it was. It was a sign
of emotion that us saiyans are not supposed to have." he said.
"So...you do care about me....just a
little bit?" Bulma asked carefully.
Vegeta stared at her, then rolled over, his back to her. "Leave me woman" he growled. Bulma waited for a minute. Sencing her presence was still there, vegeta
raised his voice a little. "I said
leave me!" with that, bulma got up
quickly and left, slamming the door behind her. Vegeta sighed, and went to sleep.
2AM THE NEXT MORNING
Vegeta woke up to darkness and
silence. He realized that these could
be his final hours on earth. He got up
and paced his room anxiously. He knew
he needed sleep to fight his best, but he couldnt go to sleep, not with all
these crazy thoughts running through his head.
**Bulma,
fight, brat, bulma, brat, kid, father, fight, androids, bulma kakarott earth vegeta-sei father kid
brat train win lose die** these thoughts flew through his mind freely until he
reached the thought 'die' which made him think of him dying, everyone dying.
Because of the androids. He thought of
his senshi, his kid, his......bulma?
They had made love, after all, didnt that make her....his? Vegeta pondered this thought as he made his
way down the hall. The first door to
the left was the brat's room. Hell, he
didn't even know his brat's name. He
crept into the room to look at the sleeping child. on the head of the crib in bold letters it read "trunks" **Thats his name? Kami forbid! at least
she could have given him a decent name like...Vegeta jr...** he thought as he
stared at his child. Chubby, purple
hair, little nose. **innocent** was the
first thought in his mind. **this is a
kid. my kid. a little brat unable to fend for himself.** Vegeta thought. **if anything happens to him, bulma would
die. She would gladly die for this
child...is that how I should be?** he
considered this as he watched the sleeping boy. Suddenly, Trunks opened his eyes, scaring the hell out of
Vegeta. Vegeta didnt know what to do,
so he just stared at the baby. Trunks
looked at Vegeta, then to his surroundings, then to Vegeta once more. He started to gurgle a little, and to vegeta
it looked like he was trying to form a word.
"D-d-u-daaadieee" he said.
Vegeta looked at him, suprised.
How could he know the word daddy? How could he know that he was his
'daddy'? Wait! of course! Bulma must
have told the kid about him, then obviously with his saiyan blood, Trunks would
remember the description! It all pulled
together for Vegeta as he looked into the blue eyes of the little half
saiya-jin. "Daiayddee daiadeee daiadee
daidyyy daddy!" Trunks said, pulling more of the words essence together until
he finally got it right. Vegeta was
amazed. "yeah kid,
im.....your...daddy..." he trailed off.
The real meaning of being a daddy was finally coming together. "I'm a father" he said to himself. "I...the prince of all saiyans....am a
father.."
"And it took you how long to figure
this out?" said a voice from the door.
Vegeta whirled around to see bulma in her nightgown, smirking at
him. "Dont talk that way to me onna!"
he snapped. "Shh! you'll scare our
baby!" she whispered. She went over
next to him and peered into the crib, where trunks was beginning to fall asleep
again. They stood there for about ten
minutes, silently, watching the baby as he steadily fell asleep. As they stood, Vegeta subconsiously reached for Bulma's hand, and she accepted
his graciously. She gently laid her
head on his shoulder, and he lay his head on hers. Together, they watched their child sleep. They, all three of them, were finally
together.
~*~*~***~*~**~*~~
"Time to get up Vegeta.." Bulma
whispered. She leaned over and kissed
his ear. "RISE AND SHINE!" she yelled
after she had done that. "AHHH!!"
Vegeta jumped up, looking around furiously.
"Why did you do that onna?" he asked harshly. Bulma shrugged innocently.
"You wouldnt get up" Vegeta
scowled at her, then got up. "What time
is it?" he asked.
"7:13am" she answered. A pit formed in Vegeta's stomach.
"Thats less than 3 hours," he said
softly. Bulma nodded, clasping her
hands together.
"I know"
~*~*~
9:40AM
Vegeta
entered Trunks' room, where Bulma was changing him. He was in his armor and ready to fight. Bulma heard him enter and
turned to face him.
"Its time" he said. Bulma swallowed the lump in her throat. "ok" was all she could say. She followed him down the stairs and into
the yard, holding Trunks. bulma took a
few deep breaths, trying to calm herself.
"Are you just going to leave from
here?" she asked, trying not to let her voice crack. Vegeta nodded. "I'd
guess we'd better say goodbye then" she said, finally her voice cracking. The pit in Vegeta's stomach grew deeper when
she said "goodbye" He held out his
arms. "Let me hold the brat" he said.
Bulma hesitated, then gave him Trunks.
Vegeta held Trunks to his chest, breathing in the baby's scent. He looked down into Trunks' big blue
eyes. Vegeta brought his face close the
the child's and said a few things in saiya-jin. After a moment, Vegeta handed trunks back to bulma.
"What did you say"?" she asked. "It doesnt matter to you, it only matters
to him. Now come here, I want to tell you something." vegeta said. Bulma set Trunks down on the grass, where he
began to suck his thumb. She took a few
steps closer to Vegeta and looked slightly away. "Yes?" she asked quietly.
Vegeta tilted her chin so that they were eye level, and she was looking
straight at him.
"I....." he started. Bulma waited.
"um...." this was harder than Vegeta had anticipated. Bulma's eyes filled with tears. "Its 9:45 Vegeta" she whispered, all choked
up.
"Fuck words" Vegeta mumbled, then
kissed her on the lips gently. Bulma could bearly kiss him back before he
pulled away and hugged her tightly.
Bulma was really crying now. She
could hardly contain her sobs as she buried her face in Vegeta's shoulder. Vegeta closed his eyes and vowed he would
not shed one tear. Even though this
could be the last time he ever saw his woman, his son, his home, his
future. And they had just become a
family a few hours before. But his vow
was broken. Before he even realized it,
two tears, one from each coalblack eye, had trailed down his face. he pulled Bulma out to face him, where she
looked at him with teary eyes. He bent
down and silently kissed her tear-streaked face until her tears were gone. She looked up and kissed his two tears away,
then kissed his neck innocently. Vegeta
closed his eyes and allowed his head to fall onto hers, feeling as if he just
wanted to die right there. They held
each other close until Bulma's watch beeped for 9:50. He lifted his head and looked at her.
"I gotta go" he said. Bulma nodded, looking down. Vegeta kissed her forhead, and whispered
something in her ear. Before Bulma
could respond, he was gone. She stared
as the little dot in the sky disappeared into nothing. She dropped down to her knees beside Trunks
and cried.
"Oh vegeta...i love you too!" she
wailed.
THE END
