Ch9: No Farewell

Come on. Come on! Faster! Harder! Come ON! Sweat dripped from Vegeta's brows and down the tip of his nose as he continued to pump and push his body to the limits. His scowl deepened as he grunted with exertion. Until finally he fell to his knees in exhaustion. "Damn it. Damn it," he whispered between panted breaths, "DAMN IT!" he roared till the GR walls shook.

Vegeta had been trying non-stop for hours but he could not managed to bring out the Super Saiyan power he had felt before when he killed the trash that attacked Bulma. That woman, since the night on the beach the past month had become a storm of sheets and skin. He quickly grew obsessed to the feeling of her and the sounds of her moans. No room or time of day or night was safe from their lust. He found himself kidnapping her from her lab and whisking her into some dark corner or empty room. And every night he would succumb to her beckoning him into her bed. It was exhilarating and addictive.

He did not think that anything could keep him from training, but two days ago she begged him to stay in bed, 'Don't go, just stay here with me a little longer' and then he felt it. His will and pride breaking to her temptation. That is when he locked himself in the GR, his determination renewed to not to leave until he was Super Saiyan again. He would not leave until he had recaptured his Saiyan pride and achieved his goal. And here he stayed, now lying on the floor. A failure.

This f*cking planet is a joke! I found the legendary power before, I felt it pulse through my veins and now it is barred from me! Kept just out of reach! It is a sick f*cking joke! He punched the floor once, than again in his frustration. "DAMN IT!" With a final hit of the floor he felt it dent under his fist. Shit, the Woman will be ticked if she sees that. Wait! Who cares if she does!

He thought he should be happy with her, she gave him the GR and droids and a place to stay and plenty of food to eat as he trained. All while asking for nothing in return, except to protect her baka planet. And then for the past month she brought a new level of entertainment into his time on the planet. But he felt it then. I don't belong on this weakling planet. He felt a sense of satisfaction and contentment when he should be desperately pushing forward towards his goal. He was a man without focus. With his pride. He didn't even recognize himself anymore.

Then it is decided. Pushing his body up and to the control panel he turned off the droids and gravity.

A voice giggled over the intercom, "How does this silly thing work, oh that did it! Hello Vegeta sweety. You been working so hard would you like to take a break and have some lunch? I've prepared all sorts of your favorite goodies. Ooooh, why doesn't this have a camera, then I could just watch you all day. Teehee. I say, if I wasn't a married woman…" she broke into more giggles.

"Hmm. Can you make it to go?" he said gruffly and switched the intercom off. He exited the GR and pressed the large panel button that activated the encapsulation process. Picking up the small device he walked away.

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Bulma was pacing. She often paced when thinking through a problem, but it usually happened in her lab and not the bathroom. She was staring at the piece of plastic in her hand with the single-minded focus that she would have over blueprints or electronics. She stopped then. Everything stopped as she watched the blue plus sign appear. Grabbing the box of directions she looks back and forth at the positive sign. "Oh dear."

The look of shock on her face in the mirror above the sink was priceless. Well, it shouldn't be that shocking. We've been going at it like rabbits for a full month. But we were so careful! Well, except for that first night; a deep blush set in at remembering, it was a wonder I could walk after that all-nighter. But I took precautions afterwards and then since then we used condoms religiously. And that was diffidently the most awkward discussion and explanation to Vegeta ever! A broad smile formed at remembering that curious face Vegeta made at the tiny package and the round disk. When he sniffed it, she burst out laughing. Laughing so hard she leaned over the counter. Laughing till tears squeezed at her eyes. She laughed like she had forgotten how to and just rediscovered the feeling shaking all over her body. As she tried to calm herself down a strange calm and sense of peace overcame her mind. She looked up into the face in the mirror, grinning to herself as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"You've lost it, haven't you Bulma? The genius scientist has finally flipped. And all because of some arrogant guy. No…not because of Vegeta but because of this little guy." She touched her stomach, still flat. Her stomach didn't let loose her secret, but something about her looked and felt very different. "Woah, I'm going to be a mom. This has got to be the craziest idea for an adventure I've had yet," she smiled to herself. She felt the crazied laughter coming back but realization made her face drop to the floor, "Oh crap, what am I going to tell Vegeta?"

Running with one thing in mind, she searched the house and grounds. Probably at the GR, but when she got to where it usually was, the GR was missing, only the impressions and dead grass where it used to be. Did Dad encapsulate the GR for some reason? I bet Vegeta is pissed about that. She brushed the missing GR away and continued looking for the man.

She found him in the lab, looking at the ship she had been working on, when they weren't…distracted. What is he doing in here? Looking for me? "Hey Vegeta! I've been looking for you everywhere. Listen-"

"Not now woman. Help me get this contraption of your's ready to take off," he simply stated.

"Take off? I'm surprised if you want to take a ride around the planet we've got the plane, or you could just fly yourself. But listen, I've got something to tell you-"

"No I'm taking this. Now how does it work," he said as he moved around to what he thought was the front of the space ship.

"Well the controls are rather genius, simply voice activated. Loads better than those pods you had before, huh?" She pressed a button and opened the hatch. She turned around with a smile, but her was no longer standing there. Instead he was encapsulating a box marked 'Supplies'. He picked up the tiny capsule and put it in his pocket. And without another word walked to the open hatch.

"Vegeta? What is going on?" She could feel it then, her heart sinking into the pit of her stomach. She already knew. "I thought… I thought you were staying to help fight the androids." Was the only thing she could think of to say. She followed him into the ship, watching as he looked at the computer screens and starting a diagnostic test of the system.

"I will return to fight these androids. But I am leaving now." He wasn't looking at her, just the ship's command room. He moved around the cabin like she wasn't even in the room. It was infuriating.

"Vegeta that's a year from now!" she was soon shouting. "Why can't you just train here? You made a lot of progress so far, why leave? Why do this alone? I thought… I thought—"

He was in her face then, menacing eyes staring into hers his hand wrapped around her throat, "You thought? You thought what? That this thing between was something more than sex? More than just me using you for convenience? Baka Woman!" he was screaming louder, his fingers pressing deeper into the soft flesh of her neck, bending her to her knees. "I don't need you! You are merely a diversion, just entertainment on this dirt-ball planet. And I have been distracted by you long enough. You will not keep me from my goal any longer!" He was shouting into her face, knuckles white as he gripped her neck. Her face was pale and her mouth gaped open in a silent beg. But it was her eyes that forced him to loosen his grip and stave his anger. Each blue orb was full of fear. She fears me. He had a strange aversion in his chest to the idea that she feared him. "Now get out. I will return to take care of the androids. That is all that should concern you." His voice was calm, but warmer than he wanted it to be.

She was on the floor coughing for several minutes, her hand rubbing her throat. Vegeta only stood and watched her and she sat on the floor. Then suddenly she was standing, hands in fists at her sides as she whipped around to face him. The tears streaks down her cheeks looked strange coming from the angry eyes that now faced him. "Fine. Go! We don't need you." A proud smile pushed and arched the tear streaks as she said it again, "WE don't need you." She started to walk to the ship door, but paused at the hatch way. She stared out into the lab room as she said, "Do you love me, Vegeta?"

His thoughts raced quietly through the impregnable pause before he said, "I don't—"

She cut him off then with a raised hand and said, "Forget it. It doesn't really matter," She sighed and gave a small half-smile to the floor before looking back at him, "Nothing you could say would ruin today for me." She tapped her nails on the hatchway frame, looking up at the cabin's ceiling. "Bring the ship back in good condition. There is extra food encapsulated in the kitchen and the center of the ship has its own GR so you didn't need to take the other one." Giving the frame a final pat she said, "That's all, Vegeta."

Since releasing her throat all he could do was watch her. Watch the tears leave her eyes. Watch the strange expressions that moved over her face. He had expected her to scream, to shout and curse him, and she didn't disappoint, but now she was acting so out of character that he didn't know what to expect next. And now he watched as she descended the stairs without even looking back. He simply watched as the hatch closed and left him in the control room alone. "I don't. I don't hate you" he said to the closed hatchway. "I'm actually quite fond of you"

Enough, he thought turning towards the control panel. The ship rocked and shook as it blasted through the open roof and into the sky and pushed upward into the atmosphere. Setting the ship to an area of space he knew to be empty. He was happy to fly away from this maddening planet. He watched as the blue-green marble planet drifted away and was swallowed by the empty blackness of space. Oh yeah, the black isn't a void of light, we just don't know how to see it yet. Only the unseen and unknown.

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A/N: Yeah I know… probably wasn't the best ending or worth the long wait, but the thrill and tease were really the point of this story and not the ending. This three years are interesting in how Vegeta can impregnate Bulma, zip off into space to become legendary by the crushing anger of his pride, come back to fight the androids, totally not care about her or the kid she had while he was gone, and then move back in with her after Cell. But we don't love DBZ for its thoughtful plot twists and flawless story telling. Besides, the fun of fanfiction is the unexplained and hidden truth.