Chapter Twelve

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Vegeta was at a loss. He didn't know what to do anymore. He hated avoiding his feelings for the woman. He hated being alone. He slid down the wall of the gravity room onto the floor and placed his head in his hands. He wanted her, all of her. He realized that he may have just ruined the only chance he had with her and he hated himself for it. Becoming a Super Saiyan was important to him, in fact it was at the top of his to do list but Bulma…she was important to him also. But, not as important as his destiny…

Bulma's face was full of tears. Vegeta is a jerk! He has no feelings. It was surprising that she didn't crash from the state she was in. She stopped outside Yamcha's apartment and got out of the car. He won't shut me out. She knocks on the front door. No answer. She rings the doorbell. Still, no answer. She sighs and kneels down. Underneath the doormat was a key to his apartment. She unlocks the door and walks inside. She couldn't find him anywhere in the house but she could hear noises coming from his room. Something didn't seem right. She opens the door to find Yamcha on top of another woman. She gasped. First Vegeta turned on her and now…Yamcha? What was wrong with her? She felt so alone.

"Yamcha…" the girl moaned in pleasure.

Another tear fell down Bulma's face. She would have been furious but the events of this morning with Vegeta made her feel more upset than anything. No one loved her. No one wanted her. She turns and leaves the two to their fun. It was over between her and Yamcha. She didn't care about anything anymore. The idea of dying in the next two years greeted her warmly. There was nothing worth living for in this world if you were alone.

Later that night, Vegeta exited the chamber to find a motionless Bulma on the ground outside of Capsule Corp. He felt something pull at his chest. Was she okay? He slowly walks over to her and looks down at her fragile form. Looking around, he sighs. He couldn't just leave her out here. The weather had been getting colder lately and she would freeze to death if he left her. He kneels down beside her and picks her up. Bulma's eyes ease open and she looks up at Vegeta.

"Oh Vegeta…so nice to see you!" she grinned.

Vegeta cocked an eyebrow. Something was different about her.

She places a hand on his cheek and pulls him closer. "Come here, handsome!"

Vegeta let her go and she drops to the ground. She was obviously intoxicated by the smell on her breath. He hated seeing her like this. What have you done to yourself, woman? Bulma had fallen asleep again as she was snoring. Slowly, he picks her up again and takes her into the house. It felt nice to have her in his arms. He made his way up to her bedroom and opens the door. He places her down gently onto the bed. She wasn't snoring anymore but in a peaceful slumber. Vegeta watched her for a few minutes before deciding to change her into her nightclothes. It was hard for him though as her body was just so…beautiful and sexy. He could have his way with her right now if he wanted to but he couldn't do that to her. It was wrong. Once he was done, he tucked her into bed. Moving aside a strand of hair, he looks at her deeply. He knew she couldn't hear him.

"I'm sorry, Bulma. I would never hurt you intentionally. You mean more to me than anything else in this world. I know my training to become a Super Saiyan gets in the way of my feelings…but you have to understand, it's hard for me. I've never felt this way about anyone before…"

Bulma stirred in her sleep and turned over. Vegeta sighed. My pride gets the best of me and I end up pushing you away. "Sleep well, Bulma."

The next morning came and Bulma awoke to find Vegeta in her room. What exactly happened last night? She couldn't remember anything. Her head ached and she felt like shit. She noticed that she wasn't wearing her everyday clothes; someone had changed her, as she couldn't remember changing. Suddenly, she looks to Vegeta and her eyes widen. Did he…? There was no other explanation. She was slightly hung over but she wasn't an idiot.

"How dare you!" she screams, throwing a book at him.

Vegeta awakes suddenly to an angry Bulma glaring at him. "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong? You perve! You took advantage of me last night!" for some reason, this didn't sound right to Bulma. But, he would have at least seen her naked. He was a guy after all…

"What? I did no such thing!" Vegeta couldn't believe her. "You came in last night drunk and unconscious on the floor outside. I thought I was doing you a favor by bringing you in and taking you to bed. Would you rather have me leave you out there to die?"

"Why do you care anyway? You made it perfectly clear this morning that you wanted nothing to do with me." She waited for him to answer but he only growled. "That still doesn't explain why you changed me. I know it was you because I don't remember doing it."

"I changed you so wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. Your clothes were damp and dirty so I figured you wouldn't want to wear them to bed." Vegeta got up to leave.

"Vegeta…wait!" Bulma called out to him. She didn't want to be alone. Vegeta only turned his head to look at her over his shoulder. "I'm sorry. Please stay…"

As he walked over to her bed, he noticed her move aside to give him room. He felt so awkward at that moment sitting down and leaning back on the headboard. Bulma inched closer to him and rested her head on his chest. She then snuggled up to him and was surprised when he didn't push her away. Vegeta was still, he had never been so close to anyone before.

"Thank you, Vegeta." She closed her eyes smiling.

Vegeta looked down at her, his face emotionless but his eyes showing something else. "Your welcome." He took in the scent of her hair and closed his eyes. His arms then found there way around her. They lay like this for what seemed like an eternity.

It was now nearing the afternoon and Vegeta was getting hungry. Opening his eyes, he felt something holding him. It was then he realized he was still lying with the woman in her bed. It was a good feeling but one he couldn't get used to. Bulma slowly opened her eyes to find that she was still in Vegeta's arms and blushed. Vegeta knew she was awake so he slowly nudged her before he spoke.

"I'm hungry, fix me some food."

Bulma picked herself up and looked down at him. Somehow, he had moved down onto the pillow instead of the headboard. She smirks at him. "I don't think so, mister. Not until you ask me nicely."

"Why should I? Your food tastes like shit anyway," he smirks at her playfully. "but at least it's edible."

Bulma narrowed her eyes. "Is that so, Mr. Prince of all Saiyans?"

Vegeta snickered at her.

"Well come on, I'll make you something to eat."

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It's nearing the end of the first year and I'm going to add in some things like Christmas and New Years. There will be a lot of B/V interaction here that I know you will love. I'd like to thank Nish095081 for all your reviews, they're great and I love hearing from you. I'm hoping that I get a lot more reviews soon coz it shows that people are enjoying the story.