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Chapter 7
There was no pillow talk or cuddling, only a quick kiss. Then Bulma headed up stairs to shower, while Vegeta went out to the gravity room to train.
Bulma couldn't wipe the grin off her face as the steamy water flowed over her tired limbs. She had just made love with Vegeta! And it wasn't just a one night stand or purely lust! No he had explicitly told her that they were now 'together' forever! Well not those words it was more like 'I own you forever and I promise not to cheat' but coming from the Prince it was as good as a marriage proposal! The blue-haired woman seemed to virtually glow with happiness. She had conquered Vegeta, the Prince of All Saiyans!
"It really is true, Bulma Briefs, you get whatever you want!" She smirked to herself. She felt like dancing but her entire body was completely worn out from Vegeta's ravenous appetite. Bulma simply collapsed on her bed, after drying her hair, into a peaceful slumber.
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Vegeta had thought that since he had finally gained satisfaction and had claimed the woman as his own that the matter was over and done with. He had expected his mind would let him at last return to his training and his goal of becoming Super Saiyan. But he was wrong. If anything he thought about her more! He wanted to be next to her, see her smile, make love to her again, or just be in her presence. Vegeta felt sick to his stomach at the ridiculous weak thoughts that entered his mind. "What has that bitch done to me?"
However, despite the fact that his mind was preoccupied, he was stronger, faster, and all around better than he was before. This also confused Vegeta, who refused to believe or even mention that it might be because he was happy. "Happy" was not in Vegeta's vocabulary he claimed but his racing heart contradicted this statement. Never so quickly had he stopped training to go to lunch- to go see Bulma. He told himself that it was because he was hungry, of course. But upon entering the kitchen there was no food, no welcome, no Bulma, nothing. Vegeta furrowed his brows in anger, "I thought I made perfectly clear to her this morning that she belonged to me- so where is my fucking food!"
Furious, Vegeta stomped up the stairs to Bulma's room and practically ripped the door off of its hinges. He opened his mouth to lecture her about her new duties but stopped when he saw how peacefully she slept. Vegeta had forgotten how fragile earthlings were and of course she would be tired after their morning affair. He grumbled to himself about weaklings, stupid women, etc. etc. However, as much as he wanted to he wasn't going to move her. "What is happening to me?" He asked himself as he reached down and pushed a strand of hair away from her face. "So beautiful…" Vegeta felt as though he didn't deserve such beauty, not after everything he had done. He was stunned at how calm the woman was while sleeping. The prince had never experienced such peaceful moments before- he didn't really know what to do.
Sitting on the bed next to her he began to wonder what he had gotten himself into, "Can I really be tied to this woman forever?" He knew himself well enough to know that he was not "husband" material- despite whatever Mrs. Briefs said! After a lifetime of suppressing all emotions but anger, hate, and jealousy, Vegeta was overwhelmed with his new woman. His entire life had revolved around one thing: Super Saiyan. It was his destiny, after all. He had been told his entire life that he would achieve it! But somehow Kakkarot had surpassed him and took away his revenge by killing Frieza. From that moment on Vegeta's life had been blown into an entirely new and unexpected path. He was now living on earth and training to protect the mud-ball from androids! Of course Vegeta said that he was training to defeat Kakkarot and to be fair that was 95 of it. But he did not want to lose another planet he had come to almost settle in. And then there was Bulma. Ah Bulma. The fiery earth girl who had fallen in love with him despite everything he had done in the past. She knew he was not a good man and had even been somewhat responsible for Yamcha's death. She had shaken before him on Namek, but no more. Why was that? How could that possibly be?
Vegeta sighed; it was frustrating to see where life had taken him. The change from a merciless warrior, whose name made the entire universe cringe, to a hero of earth and a lover was nauseating. "I will not accept that!" Vegeta growled, "I can just take the ship and forget about this wretched planet! I've done it before!" But as he looked upon the sleeping beauty he knew that he couldn't just leave as he had before. Vegeta rose from the bed angrily and left the room to train more. He was at a total loss at what to do.
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Bulma slowly awoke after a long nap to a dark starry night. She yawned and slowly sat up, "Ugh I'm so sore!" She remarked and then realized what time it was. "Oh no! I forgot to make Vegeta lunch! He is probably furious!" She jumped up and ran to the mirror for a quick brush up before leaving the room.
She got started on dinner right away, even getting a few of the household bots to help her. After an hour of intense slaving over the stove, a fantastic feast was being served on the table. "Hopefully this will make up for missing lunch…" Bulma thought to herself. Just as the last plate had been placed on the table Vegeta stomped through the door. He looked completely exhausted. There were dark circles under his dark eyes and he was extremely pale. "He really pushed himself today- his eyes look so tired."
The prince looked at the table a little surprised and then to Bulma, "Oh you're awake."
"Yes, I'm sorry for missing lunch Vegeta, I must have slept through my alarm," Bulma explained while gesturing him to sit down.
Vegeta simply made a gruff annoyed noise. He said nothing more as he began to devour his food. Bulma squirmed in her chair awkwardly. She hadn't thought about how he would act after making love to her- the man was so unpredictable! She hadn't expected roses and kisses or anything but she had hoped he would say something to her! But she found that she couldn't get mad at him- he looked so exhausted both mentally and physically. "He must be so confused…"
After all the plates were empty of food, Bulma began collecting them to put in the wash. Vegeta just sat at the table silently, which was strange. He usually left immediately after finishing his food. Bulma leaned over him to get the last plate and suddenly he grabbed her wrist. "Vegeta?"
"Why did you agree this morning?" He asked firmly, looking deeply into her eyes.
Bulma was speechless. All she could do was look back at him with this silly bewildered look on her face.
"Answer me, woman, I don't have the patience for your mind games tonight," He growled dangerously.
Bulma looked away from his intense gaze and whispered, "Because I love you, Vegeta… I have for a long time now."
Bulma closed her eyes, "You are so stupid! He is going to laugh at you for having such feelings! You are already going to lose him!" Her heart sunk as he let go of her arm. She grabbed the last plate quickly and tried desperately not to cry. Standing in front of the sink, she scrubbed the plate ferociously. Out of nowhere two arms snaked around her waist. Bulma stared back at him with joy overflowing in her eyes.
Vegeta rolled his eyes, "I don't understand why you feel anything towards me, woman, and why you would agree to always be second to my goals but I wont complain."
Bulma smiled sweetly at him. Vegeta turned away from her to go up to his room when she called after him, "Wait Vegeta you didn't have dessert!"
Vegeta looked back questioningly at her, "Yes I did, have you already forgotten you silly girl?"
Bulma sauntered over to him and ran her fingers across his chest, "That is not the kind of dessert I am talking about."
Vegeta smirked, "I don't know if you can handle my Saiyan strength two times in one day, woman. You earthlings are so fragile- it might kill you."
Bulma rolled her eyes and turned her back on him, "Oh please! You aren't that good!"
Vegeta pulled her forcefully to his body, "That's not what you said this morning, woman. You couldn't shut-up for a moment! Such a loud woman, you are!" he sneered.
Bulma blushed violently and was about to royally bitch him out but his tongue had somehow found its way down her throat. "I guess I'll let him get away with such a comment this once…"
Author's Note: Just kind of a follow-up/filler chapter. I'm planning on having a more exciting chapter tomorrow. So I have read your suggestions on whether or not I should make this fic long and I have come to the conclusion that I do want to continue it to the end of Buu (which is in my mind where the series ended- Fuck GT). However, I want it to follow the show extremely closely so updates will be a little slower once we get to the androids/cell and Buu but between and after those sagas should be updated once every other day or so. This is just because I am going to have to re-watch some episodes to make sure I'm following it completely. Thanks so much for everyone's input! I promise to have another chapter up tomorrow :)
