This is the last but one chapter. I own DBZ, Goku's sitting here right next to me watching me typing. I LOVE GOKU!!! I DONT CARE HOW PREDICTABLE HE IS I STILL LUV, HIM, HE'S FUNNY, AND DUMB. And I didn't say Vegeta's hair was dirty, only coarse, which I think it probably is, i.e. my OPINION!!!!! Other people are allowed to have opinions too!!! Since the person who wrote a review commenting on these things decided not to leave an email address I had to write it here. Anyway, back to *sigh* reality. I don't own DBZ, and if I did, it wouldn't be anywhere near as good as it is now. Personally I think Dabura rocks. And I don't own the song written in this, I don't even know it's title, but I would assume it is something like 'The Rose', and I don't own it, but I love the tune. And Beth, this is dedicated to you for being the only person I actually know who likes DBZ who reviewed it (well I didn't tell Yaz, my brother or Jake that this story exists) so thank you!!!!!
Roses are Red Part 2
Bulma dashed towards the remains of the gravity room.
"Vegeta!!!!" Bulma screeched, then gasped with shock as a hand shot out of the rubble. Vegeta pulled himself out, looking decidedly the worse for wear. Bulma picked her way over to him.
"Vegeta!!! This is the second time this has happened!!! I don't know why I keep fixing it for you, all you seem to do is break it!!"
Vegeta opened his eyes and glared at her.
"If that bloody machine wasn't so crappy it wouldn't have blown up. It just refused to obey a command. It's your fault… everything's your fault… I hate you…" Vegeta's eyes rolled back in his head and he fainted.
~*~ 5 weeks later.
Vegeta was lots better now, and Bulma was very happy about that. She had even managed to invent something to stop him running away, a chocolate dispenser. Basically, if he was good and didn't run away to train, the dispenser served out chocolate. But if he sneaked off, then it force-fed him mushy peas. Vegeta was addicted to chocolate, and Bulma found it a good way of controlling him.
~*~
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
~*~
One day after Vegeta was up and about again, Bulma walked in on him making a telly-snack. This would have been OK, apart from the fact that this snack covered every surface in their huge, table-filled kitchen.
"Oh, hi, Veg." Bulma said happily. "How are you?"
"Get away from me!" Vegeta snarled. "I still haven't forgiven you!"
"What for? I don't know what you're talking about. Why are you mad at me? Who…"
Vegeta sighed, exasperated. He was about to tell her and have it all out with her, but then he heard the slow, hesitant steps of her father, entering the kitchen.
He grabbed her round her waist and flew into the newly repaired gravity room. It would have been romantic if he didn't have such a tight grip!!!
"Vegeta?" said Bulma, puzzled. What are you…?"
"Ssh," muttered Vegeta, crossly. "Now, Woman, we need to talk."
"O…K… though I still don't know why you're mad at me," said Bulma. "You gave me that great present… and then you just… switched off. I've already told you I'm sorry about the gravity room blowing up, even though that wasn't even my fault!"
~*~
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
And you its only seed
~*~
"Wo-man!!!" said Vegeta, exasperated. "I have already explained to you that it was not the malfunctioning gravity room that made me annoyed! Besides, most of it was my fault, I punched the controls."
"Then… what was the matter?" asked Bulma.
"Oh, no, that doesn't matter," said Vegeta, bitterly. "I shall be leaving soon. When is the wedding going to be announced? I can't believe you are marrying him, after all he did to you!"
~*~
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream that won't be wakened
That never takes the chance
~*~
"What??? Who are you talking about?" asked Bulma.
"Your boyfriend, Yamcha." Vegeta said exasperatedly. "You said to Chi-Chi 'Well, I don't fancy him, I am perfectly satisfied with Yamcha!'"
"You heard me say that? But… I was lying! I didn't want one of the Z fighters telling you that I love you… whoops…"
"That you… what???"
~*~
It's the one who won't be taken
That cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live
~*~
Bulma blushed, a soft, pretty crimson.
"I… I love you Vegeta. I did, right from when you were hurt the first time the gravity room blew up, last summer. Maybe even from Namek. I… I know there is no way you'll like me back. Even though Gohan told me that you said I was 'gorgeous'."
"Brat," said Vegeta.
~*~
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
~*~
(A/N: cheesy soppy bit alert)
"So… do you… I mean… would you… well…"
Vegeta chuckled. "Woman, you… you…" (A/N: Big snog alert)
He pulled her close and kissed her, and Bulma let her legs be taken away from her and fell into her prince's arms. (A/N: Awwwww, sweet.) Vegeta gazed long and hard into her sapphire depths, and Bulma understood what he was asking.
Bulma nodded. "I do."
" Have you ever… before, I mean?" asked Vegeta, softly.
"Once… when I was eighteen. It was hell."
Vegeta stared at her for about a minute longer, and then suddenly bit her, hard, at the side of her neck. Bulma shrieked aloud, moaning with ecstasy, and bit him back. Their empty souls joined, fused, and became one forever.
~*~
Just remember in the winter
Far from the summer sun
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose
LAST CHAPTER UP SOMETIME SOON!!!!
~*SM*~