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Chapter 4
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
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"Hm, maybe it's starting. It's a bit soon but a lot could happen in three years. Well if Vegeta is already starting to have feelings for her, then hopefully Yamcha will make it in one peace."
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Goku scanned for Vegeta's Ki. He was training in the Gravity Room. Goku missed training in there, but then again, it hurt like hell. He glanced at Bulma, she was deep in thought. So with a slight nod he entered through the compound and headed straight for the GR. Hopefully the Prince wouldn't ask for a spar. Goku wasn't exactly ready for one…yet. It's too early of training to start. Vegeta might be ahead, but he's not sure if he would be able to be a match. Vegeta train's under 450 G's, what do you expect? He remembered training under 100 G's and that was a challenge.
He looked up at the Gravity Room. Of course the Prince sensed his Ki, he powered down the machine. Goku waited until the door swung open. He looked up at the Prince. He was bathed in sweat. He had dozens of cuts and bruises. With a grunt, a slow step by step he stood himself in front of Goku. He crossed his arms. Blood streamed down the side of his face, and he felt an extreme pain in his left arm.
He was letting out all of his anger in the Gravity Room, and he took it to the limit. He knew that this was going to make him stronger, stronger to defeat the Androids. Only that wasn't exactly the anger that he was using. The anger was from his emotions. He was so confused that he went out of control. Goku's mouth dropped, it was like if he shouldn't even be alive. With a nervous gulp he stopped staring and frowned. "Wow Vegeta, you look like if you went through a meat grinder. Well I just came here to see how your training is going? Which by the looks of it, you're doing great?"
Goku couldn't tell if this is how he wanted to end up whenever he trained. He looked like if he was about to die, but we all know that Vegeta loves pain. Because pain equals strength. He sighed, how is he going to bring up the whole questioning of his emotions at a time like this? Vegeta scowled, closing his eyes slowly. He didn't even have the strength to speak; he didn't even want to speak. But he never wanted to show his weakness in front of anyone. Especially to a low class Sayian.
Vegeta knew why he was here. Why else would he come? Why would he care on how is training is going. He didn't want to talk about it, but secretly, he didn't want to go back in the gravity room for a while. He sighed, knowing that he is going to have this conversation either way. Might as well just get over it. "Just get on with it Kakkarot. I know why you are here." He managed to say. It was painful, but he managed…
Goku sighed. He sat down in the grass with Vegeta copying his actions. Vegeta finally sat down over a couple of hours of intense training. Goku nodded. "Right, well I heard that you didn't want Yamcha here. Apparently no one knows the reason for your actions. Mind telling me why?" he asked. Of course Vegeta is not going to tell him the truth, but maybe something close to the truth. Although Goku pretty much has an idea why.
Vegeta cleared his throat, he still had his eyes closed and he started to breathe heavily. "Kakkarot, there is a problem…" He needed answers. Vegeta needed to know what in the world is going on inside him. His emotions. He didn't want to be lost, clueless, anymore. He wanted to know. A need.
"Tell me Vegeta, I promise this will only be between you and me." Goku said seriously. Goku is a man who could act like a clown, and on the next second he could act like a man with a heart made of stone. He was serious, Vegeta wasn't stupid, and he knew he was. With a slow nod, he continued.
"I can't really explain this. I don't really know what is going on. I have…never felt this before." He said slowly. He continued breathing heavily, hoping that this wasn't damaging his pride. His pride was everything to him. To be honest, this conversation is actually killing him inside. Never in his life, he the Prince of all Sayians, would ask for help from a third class Sayian. Although this was the only way to stop all of this confusion. He knows when to set his pride to the side. But sometimes he doesn't.
Goku nodded. "I think I know what you're going through, I went through it myself. It's perfectly natural in this world, or any other world. It's something that any person would long for, it's a blessing Vegeta." He took a glance at him. He was listening intently. He continued. "I'm not sure if you have ever even heard this word, but it's called…love." He said with a smile.
Vegeta was a bit shocked. He has never in his entire life heard that word before. It was completely bewildering. Vegeta looked up at Goku, he was still serious. He hated not knowing something, which this low class Sayian does. It shows lack of knowledge. "Kakkarot…I-What is that?" he whispered.
"Love Vegeta…is something that no one can really explain. But I'll try my best. Love is a feeling inside someone. It's overwhelming. It's beautiful. Love is a feeling where you want someone. A person, love is a feeling where you want a person. You would love them, and with all of your heart. It's where you would protect that person no matter what. Just knowing that they are alive is something amazing."
Vegeta couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Love is where you would touch the person, and feel those sparks against your skin. Where you would always have the wanting to be close to the person and just kiss them." He said smiling.
"Kakkarot, what is kiss?" asked Vegeta.
"Kiss, is an action, but a need. It's where you would attach two person's lips together; it's a pretty amazing feeling." He said.
Vegeta nodded. "What is that feeling called…when let's say, you see someone being touched by another person, that horrible feeling where you have rage bubbling up inside of you?" he asked.
Goku smiled. "That is called Jealousy." He knew Vegeta didn't know what that meant so he continued. "Jealousy is that feeling of rage. When you see that person being with the person you love."
Vegeta was in complete and total shock. He was right about the Jealousy part. He did feel that. But love? Does he feel love towards the blue haired woman? Maybe it was too early for him to decide. How is he going to find out if he really does have those feelings towards the woman?
Goku stood up. "Look Vegeta, I have to go. ChiChi's going to get mad if I stay out long. I hope this conversation helps, and if you need anything at all, you know where to find me." With that said he placed to fingers onto his forehead and disappeared. Vegeta stood up and sighed. That was a conversation that he would never forget. Love, Jealousy, everything.
He looks up, sensing the woman's Ki coming straight towards him. He starred at her as she walked towards him. Her blue soft hair was up in a ponytail, with two loose curls framing her face. She was wearing a white t-shirt that blended with her white milky skin. Her shorts were black standing out, and she was bare footed. There was that feeling again. But like he said, it was too early to see if it was really love. Love is a powerful word; it is something that should be taken seriously.
She started to run up to him as she saw his condition. She opened her mouth but no words came out. She stood herself in front of him; she placed her hands on his chest. "V-Vegeta, what happened?"
He closed his eyes, for a second he thought that he was going to collapse but he managed to stay up. "I'm- I was training." He said slowly.
"Is anything broken?" she questioned. Her voice was soft, and caring. He wanted to smile but that would affect his pride. She rubbed his arms but retreated when he flinched. "Vegeta is something wrong with your arms?" she asked. "Lift up your right arm." She said.
He lifted it slowly and placed it back down. "Ok now lift up your left one." He tried, but he literally couldn't. "Vegeta your left arm is broken!" He rolled his eyes, always saying the obvious. Although, how he would never admit it, he actually liked how over protective she was. It was…nice. "Come on Vegeta, let's get you inside."
She grabbed his hand and led him towards the infirmary. He felt that feeling that Goku said. Although she didn't do anything. His eyes widened a bit. Her skin was freezing against his. She sat him down on the bed; she grabbed a cloth and started rubbing his skin. Bulma cleaned all of the blood away from his skin. She threw it away and started taking X-Rays of his left arm.
It was completely broken in half. She frowned and started putting a cast on his arm. "Honestly Vegeta, please stop doing this to yourself." She pleaded.
"It's where you would protect that person no matter what. Just knowing that they are alive is something amazing."
Vegeta arched his eyebrow. Was this a sign? He examined her actions. She was so close to him, it was actually giving him a headache for what his emotions are thinking about right now. Is love innocent? He doesn't think so, but love is what it is. Bulma started cleaning his face with another cloth; her face was inches away from his. He smirked. "Why are you smirking Vegeta?" she asked innocently.
"Oh well nothing woman." He said, copying her tone. She stood up straight and arched her eyebrow. Was it her, or was he getting playful?
"Vegeta are you okay?" she asked.
"Well…I'm perfectly fine now woman." He teased. "You helped me didn't you?"
Ok something was clearly up, he wasn't nice, but at the same time he wasn't mean. This was…odd. "Vegeta your acting strange." She clarified.
"Is that a bad thing?" he pressured.
"Um…"
He started leaning towards her, he stood up and again were only inches apart. She felt her skin starting to get warm. He raised his hand and stroked her cheek. Again was that feeling. She smiled.
"Vegeta I…"
He placed his free fingers on her mouth gently, he started shushing her. "Shhh woman, don't speak." He said slowly.
He stroked his cheek, and now her hair. He couldn't believe how soft it was, it was the softest feeling that he has ever felt. He didn't know what he was doing. This was just an adrenaline. But he wanted to do this, he was so curious, how does her hair and skin really feel?
That's when he realized something. This isn't right. He's not supposed to be feeling these things… He's supposed to be training for the androids. But's that's not all, he's a Prince. A murderer. He has killed millions of creatures, raped dozens of woman. And now he is going to settle down here on Earth? This isn't supposed to happen. He looked down at her. She was confused as he was. He let go of her and without a word stormed out of the room.
"Vegeta wait!" she called out. But he didn't listen, broken arm or not he ran towards the Gravity Room closing it shut.
Back at the infirmary, Bulma touched her cheek where Vegeta had. What was that all about? He acted different to her, and for some awkward reason…she actually liked it. Hoping for him to just come back and start all over again, but to do more.
Vegeta's Point of View
I ran towards the Gravity closing it shut. I slid myself down to the floor, sweat streamed down my face and I was damn confused now. Curse Kakkarot and his explanations of Love. I don't want love. Even if it did sound nice, I was not destined to fall in love. Falling in love is for weaklings who want to settle down. Not having the reason to train 24/7 and defeating enemies from left to right. That was not what the Prince of all Sayians is all about.
She's not even a worthy living creature to be my mate. Wait a second my mate? Damn her! God, I need to stay away from her! I stood up slowly, my body still feel's extremely sore from earlier but I should fully recover by tonight. Hn, the Sayian body is far faster for recovering than the slow idiotic humans. Speaking of humans, how did Kakkarot find a mate here? That loud mouth is a total pain! She's exactly like the blue haired woman.
I shake my head getting rid of the images of her that flow through my head again. Just the thought of her and I can't get her out. She can't control me, no one can! I clench my fists, the anger is too overwhelming. Her big blue oceanic eyes, her soft white skin, her curvy slim body. Ugh! I need to get out of here, but I need the gravity room, food and shelter! I sigh, what the hell is going on with me?
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Bulma looked out the window from her living room. It was getting dark. There was a full moon tonight, and the few stars that showed in the night glowed brightly. She was in her couch, the room was pitching black. She took a nap earlier, and just woke up. Her parents left out of town earlier this morning and won't be back for three days. She didn't have any chores for work, and the house was clean. So what better way to spend the day than having a nice long nap?
She sat up and stretched her arms. Making a yawn as she strolled towards the kitchen. She went towards the refrigerator and took out a bottle of juice. She sat down in the kitchen table, the light was dim. She sighed as images of the Sayian started going through her head. His beautiful sculpted God like body, his jet black feathery mane, and his deep onyx eyes. He was so handsome, he was beautiful. Bulma rolled her eyes. She had to admit that she was physically attracted to him. Who wouldn't? But she has a boyfriend! She shouldn't be thinking about these things with Yamcha here in the blue!
Yamcha. That man can really get under her skin sometimes. He would flirt with other woman. Always getting drunk. She didn't know why but she didn't feel happy around him anymore. She didn't feel that excitement of seeing him, or the longing to kiss him. Sure she would still kiss him but she didn't really feel anything anymore.
When Vegeta touched her skin, touched her, she felt something. She felt that feeling that no one can really explain. It was a really nice but mysterious feeling. Then he suddenly storms off? She huffed as she finished her juice. She's not supposed to like a monster! She wants to live a normal life, with someone normal. That's when she realized something and scoffed. Her life was anything but normal.
Does she want Vegeta? How can she, he was a temper tantrum monkey! He always screamed at her, insulted her, and made her feel…he made her feel, happy. How he moves close to her when there talking made her heart beat faster and faster. His presence made her skin start feeling hot. Maybe she does have a crush on him, but it would be some miracle if he would ever like her back. Maybe not love, but like. She smiled, but again the thought of Yamcha.
Maybe he'll do something stupid again and she could end it there. He didn't call her today; maybe he was still pissed from what happened with Vegeta. Who was she kidding of course he's pissed. She felt guilty kicking him out, but Vegeta was about to kill him!
She turned around when she heard the door open. Oh Kame there he was, standing by the door shirtless and no cast? "Vegeta what happened to your cast? Is it healed already?" she asked. He started walking towards the refrigerator, ignoring her as he grabbed himself a drink. He started to chug it down. He glanced at her as he finished it in three gulps. He wiped his mouth and started to walk out of the door. "Vegeta wait!" she called out to him. He actually stopped. He grunted as he turned to look at her.
"What do you want?"
"I-I just wanted to see if you were, if you were…" she paused as she started to stare at him. Him doing the same but there was no emotion in his features. He waited impatiently. She sighed softly and frowned. "Never mind, just go and leave like how you always do."
She stood up and was going to return to the living room but she stumbled back when he appeared in front of her. "Woman, don't be a fool." And with that said he disappeared.
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It was the next morning. Bulma woke up in her bed alone, with a long yawn she exited her room and towards the living room. She left her cell phone there and she wanted to see if there were any missed calls from Yamcha. None. She rolled her eyes and dropped the phone on the couch. That idiot is too scared to call or something? She looked at the radio that she had set on a desk. She was hearing a song that made her feel peaceful. It was a beautiful song, so maybe if she heard it in this stressful morning, she could just relax.
"Woman don't be a fool." She remembered.
What is that supposed to mean? Don't be a fool to what? What was he refereeing to? She shrugged as she turned on her radio. She was about to press play when there was a knock on the door. Bulma grunted as she walked towards the door opening it slowly. "Hey Yamcha." She mumbled.
"Hey B, I'm sorry for the way I acted even though it was actually that idiot's fault."
"He's not an idiot!" she defended. She smacked her forehead. That was stupid to say and especially to Yamcha.
"Excuse me?"
"N-nothing, just Yamcha I'm kind of tired today."
"Aw come on B, let's go have some fun!" he said tugging her arm.
"No Yamcha, I don't want to today okay? Please let go." She said softly. She actually really was tired, but it was mostly stress. She didn't feel like going anywhere. She tried slipping her arm away from his grasp but he wouldn't budge. "Yamcha?"
"B what's wrong with you. You've been avoiding me or something? What did I do?"
Avoiding him? It's only been a while. Can't she have some time alone for once? She knew that she was irresistible, but this was crazy! "I'm not avoiding you, now let go!" she shouted.
He finally let go. Bulma sniffed the air. Was that alcohol? "Ugh Yamcha, didn't I tell you to stop drinking?" She took a few steps back. Sure he was able to keep him mind intact, and was able to arrive at her house in one peace. But he did feel a bit tipsy. With a grunt he crossed his arms and entered the room.
"Bulma, I'm f-fine." He stuttered. He started walking up to her until she was trapped by the wall. She couldn't move anywhere else. He inched closer to her and started kissing her. Bulma scowled. Instead of feeling a spark all she felt was a pair of wet nasty lips that smelled like beer. She was completely disgusted. With all of her force she tried pushing him away but he didn't budge.
She struggled but he had her practically pinned.
That's when her eyes widened. She heard a loud crash. Yamcha was crumbled against the wall making a large whole. She looked around but there was no one around! It was like if it was some ghost! She took a few steps back but bumped into something. She turned around and there was the Prince scowling down at her.
He turned around and left. No grunt or anything, he just left. She turned around and saw that Yamcha was gone. (What she didn't know was that when Bulma turned around, Vegeta grabbed Yamcha and threw him out of the house.) She sighed, not knowing what the hell was going on.
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Ok so I really didn't want to finish this chapter but I just had too :\ So listen up, next chapter is going to be extreme like maybe M. BUT I do not write lemon scene's, even though I love writing love stories, and I respect the nature of what love is, I can't write it. I just can't I think that I'm too young. But I'm thinking about going extreme but not to that point.
Also I know what your thinking, Goku was OOC. Well I mean come on; you think that out of all of those years living with ChiChi he didn't know what love is? Pft, I think yes. OOC or not, I liked it. And I hope that you all liked it too!
Warning: The next chapter will be M, but it's more like a beautiful moment. I think of love as something beautiful not nasty. So sure. As they are doing "it" they will be hearing a song. I want you all to hear it now, so that you can understand what type of emotions will be going through them.
The song is called (Sia-My Love) Make sure you put LYRICS, so that you could see what it says. So go to YouTube right NOW and hear it! :D Well goodbye everyone!
Oh wait one last thing!- I think that this would have to be my worst story because instead of having 11 or 15 reviews I get like 3 –.- so tell your friends or something! D:
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