Lives Of Trial
Chapter 2
Wiping his face with a towel after a training session Vegeta thought about last night. They hadn't slept together, well they had in the literal sense but not the physical. He couldn't get over the fact that this woman seemed to have some type of hold over him. He couldn't think about anything else. He found himself trying to think of reasons to go see her.
It was a new feeling to him being obsessed with a girl. It had never happened to him before. He had women throwing themselves at him every time he left his quarters but he had never liked it. He just found it troublesome, he'd be trying to get to an important meeting or something and here are these women ready to give it up all around him and getting very annoying.
But Bulma she was something different. Beautiful as well as smart she had some self respect and a terrible temper. Early that morning he had pissed her off by demanding his breakfast. It was fun to anger her because she got all hot and bothered and was truly sexy.
As he headed along the corridor to his chambers still thinking about Bulma (as that was all he'd been thinking about all day) he noticed something wasn't quite right. It didn't seem to be charged as usual. It was too still. When he reached his chambers he figured out why.
His stuff was everywhere. Furniture had been knocked over and lamps broken. Vegeta sniffed the air and immediately knew what had happened.
"Nappa," he growled.
Setting off at a run Vegeta headed for Nappa's quarters. He had taken Bulma and Vegeta would make him pay. You never took another Saiyan's property if he was stronger than you. Especially if he happened to be the Saiyan Prince.
Reaching Nappa's door he kicked it in, not wasting any time trying to be polite. Looking around he saw Bulma's shirt in shreds on the floor and another closed door across the room. Running over he annihilated that door as well.
"Bulma!" Stalking over he grabbed her and held her protectively against his chest. Holding his hand out with his palm facing Nappa he spoke.
"You've made your last mistake, Nappa. Never again will you feel the touch of my woman or any other. I'll see you in hell." With those words Vegeta blasted Nappa into oblivion.
Clutching the sobbing Bulma to his chest he stroked her hair trying to comfort her. After she had quieted he talked to her.
"Please Bulma tell me he didn't rape you." His voice was pleading, she shook her head.
"No. But he was about to. You got here just in time." She threw her arms around him. "Thank you Vegeta!" He picked her up and took the most unused route to his chambers. She had bruises and cuts swelling on her face, arms and legs. Vegeta knew he should go to his father and tell him what had happened but he had to take care of Bulma now.
He placed her in a regeneration tank and finally contacted his father. He refused to leave the room.
"Vegeta. Why did you kill Nappa." His father's voice was flat.
"He abducted and attempted to rape the woman I chose yesterday. I had already warned him once to stay away from her. That itself was more than he deserved." Vegeta thought his father would accept that. He was right.
"Did he succeed."
"No but he did injure her."
"All right Vegeta but do try to be more lenient in the future." With that he was gone.
Turning to Bulma's form he felt sad as though he had failed her. He had promised her she wouldn't hurt. He tried not to make a habit of breaking his word.
Vegeta set the tank to 30 minutes and decided to fix himself something to eat.
He thought about what had happened and was surprised that he wasn't out killing some innocent people. He'd been with Bulma for one day and he realized that because of her he wasn't going to massacre people. Vegeta knew she wouldn't have wanted him to and so he didn't. How odd she was affecting him so quickly.
After he finished eating he walked back to her and saw that there was only 3 minutes left, he sat and waited.
A soft beeping noise sounded that the regeneration tank was finished. It drained itself and Vegeta walked over and lifted Bulma out, he gave her a large towel and she wrapped it around herself.
She looked up at him her eyes still full of fear and gratitude. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace and spoke only two words to her.
"I'm sorry," he said. She pulled back to look at him.
"Sorry for what? You saved me." He shook his head.
"I should have been here or been harder on Nappa. It's my fault-" Bulma cut him off with a finger to his lips.
"I don't blame you Vegeta. It's not your fault. You didn't think he would do anything and most people wouldn't have. The way I see it Vegeta you saved me. I thank you for it. Now don't argue anymore just kiss me." She looked up at him expectantly.
'Oh well, he thought, 'give the woman what she wants.'
Leaning down he placed his lips upon hers and placed his lips on her hips. She snaked her arms around his back and clasped them together.
They kissed passionately before breaking apart. Bulma looked amazed as though she wasn't expecting anything quite like that. He smiled at her.
"You know we have to keep this a secret." She nodded.
"Sure I do." She kissed him again. He pulled back.
"I'm serious. We can't tell anyone. Not until I'm king."
"How do you become King?" She looked quite curious. He shrugged.
"I kill my father." Bulma was shocked.
"So that's how it works here? The son kills the father to obtain power?"
"That's how it works here until I'm king. I can't have my son trying to kill me all the time. All the people here are slaves to tradition. It's disgusting." He smirked evilly.
"But that's the future and this is now. I have much more important things to take care of." Bulma nodded.
"Much more important things." She stood up on her tip toes and he leaned down to meet her.
Their lips meet and it felt like an electric current was running between them and they both knew that whatever happened after that night would change them. And lead them to places they had never been.