Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters.
Thanks to all of those who reviewed. I got a couple of Anonymous ones too, so I'm going to answer back to everyone's review here to save time.
preciousjade76: He most certainly will be able to get out of there. And knowing the Briefs, being owners of a big company and all, will probably know something about getting a restraining order. Yay, restraining orders ^_^
Cara2012: Thanks :) But his dad won't be in it for long...or he may. I haven't really thought it out yet, but I'll figure something out.
jojocircis(): I'm glad you like it. I'm glad it's different from the other high school fics you've read. It would be boring if it were the same.
pallyndrome: Thanks, I'm glad you liked it.
Here's an update for all of you :)
When Vegeta woke up, the room was dark. His guess was that he had been out for a few hours and now it was nighttime. He turned his head off to the side and his heart was caught in his throat. Bulma was sleeping next to him and was very close.
He blushed and shifted nervously. The movement had caused Bulma to wake up and stretch.
"Oh, hey," she whispered. "How are you feeling?"
Vegeta thought about it for a moment and realized that he wasn't in that much pain anymore.
"I'm fine," he told her. But he was stunned into silence when she got closer to him and snuggled into him. He was very thankful that she couldn't see him in the dark or he would have gone redder from embarrassment.
"That's good," Bulma replied. "My mom knows you're here. Dr. Briefs doesn't though and she's going to help to keep it that way. We want to try to get him to warm up to you so that maybe he'll let you stay here."
Vegeta looked down to the girl in his arms in shock. Why would they even want him there? Sure, his father didn't know about his friendship with her and this would be the last place he'd ever think to look. Plus the extra security…and being around Bulma. Okay, the place had a lot of positives to it, but he still didn't want to risk her safety.
"Don't worry about me," she said as if reading his thoughts. "Worry about yourself for once. You'd be safer and happier here. And you're eighteen now so you could break away from him legally and he wouldn't be able to hurt you anymore."
Vegeta held onto her tighter. She really was amazing. He couldn't remember the last time someone took care of him fully, but she was willing to be there for him. Then he thought about his mother. He hadn't read her journal entry for today. He was about to voice his concern to Bulma but she put a finger over his lips, thus silencing him.
"I told my mom earlier that you had stuff at Goku's house and she went to pick it up, so the journal is here and it's still your birthday." She pulled away from him and walked over to her desk and took the journal out of his knapsack and then brought it over to him.
Dear Son,
I can't believe you're already eighteen. I wish I could be there for you and regret that I can't be. If I were, I'm sure I would be proud of the wonderful man you've become today. Please take care of yourself now that you're an adult. I know how I was when I was eighteen and I never really took the time to eat regular meals and things like that. But I want you to live a long, happy life and you need to be healthy for that. Also, as my mother told me on my eighteenth birthday, I was you to take a chance today. You'll be so happy you did.
I love you, Vegeta.
Vegeta found himself fighting back tears for the second time that day. He closed the book and let out a breath of air to try and relax himself.
Bulma took the book and put it on the nightstand and then hugged him. He hugged her back and they laid back down holding onto each other for dear life. He looked into her blue eyes that were dimmed by the lighting and decided to take his chance.
He stroked her cheek with his hand and moved closer to her. Bulma closed her eyes expecting what his next move would be.
Vegeta kissed her. The kiss was both gentle and desperate, like he was bearing his soul to her. His heart fluttered when he felt her kiss back.
When they broke away from each other, Bulma stroked his cheek and smiled.
"Goodnight, Vegeta," she whispered. "And Happy Birthday."
