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Chapter Fourteen – False Love
Frieza was to return with Raditz in about an hour. Bulma was ecstatic; Vegeta couldn't care less. He detested that she was happy because of him.
It had been two months since the fight. Gin was not allowed anywhere near the elites or Bulma for fear she'd lash out in anger. Vegeta was extremely protective of his mate-to-be.
"I'm still not happy about this, woman," The prince pouted.
"Vegeta, it'll divert his attention from our relationship," She kissed his cheek. "Tarble comes up with the greatest plans."
Flashback
"No, I like tea more than wine. I just drink the wine because everyone else does." Bulma shrugged, sitting in her and Vegeta's room with the two Saiyan princes.
"At our next big meal, just request tea, then. Nobody really cares if you don't drink the wine." Tarble laughed.
Frowning, Bulma responded, "Our next big meal is with Frieza next week."
"Don't fret," Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"How are we supposed to cover up our relationship, Vegeta?" Bulma snapped.
"Act like you don't know me!" He retorted.
"Impossible." She shook her head.
"Well," Tarble started slowly, trying to stop the brewing fight. The lovers glared at him. "Raditz is coming to the meal, as well. A sort of welcome home dinner."
"And?" Vegeta said blankly. Bulma smiled a bit.
"We could present Bulma and Raditz as affectionate towards one another." Tarble rushed the words out.
"You're serious?" Vegeta asked.
"Well, when he exits the ship, what if Bulma ran up to him and kissed him? That'd make Frieza think twice."
"No fucking way, Tarble." Vegeta crossed his arms. His mate? Kissing another man? No way in hell was that happening.
"No, Vegeta, I like his idea." Bulma put her hand on his shoulder.
"Probably because you want to kiss the filthy third class," He mumbled. She smacked him.
"Throughout his whole visit, you'd pay no attention to Vegeta, and he'd pay none to you. Your eyes would only be for Raditz. He would just assume the change was on your own. When he left, you and Vegeta were in a fight."
"It's not happening. Woman, I am not allowing you to do this." The prideful, protective prince growled.
Bulma's face hardened. "Don't tell me what to do,"
"Now you've done it," Tarble sighed.
"I will. Because if you go through with Tarble's plan, I swear, it will just end badly."
"If you try and stop me, it'll allude to the relationship we're trying to hide. So don't be an idiot."
"You…" He glared coldly at her.
"It's okay, really." She kissed him, grossing out her brother-to-be. "You know I don't like Raditz that way."
Vegeta slightly loosened up. "I still don't give you permission to do it."
End Flashback
"Why did his plan have to include you kissing Raditz?" Vegeta grabbed Bulma by the waist and pulled her close. They weren't wasting the little amount of alone time they had left before their time away from each other.
"Oh, I don't know." Bulma sighed. She gingerly hugged him.
Both of their scouters went off. It was a written message.
GATHER EARLIER THAN EXPECTED
The four words made Bulma frown and look to the one she loved. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head.
"Oh, Kami, Vegeta!" She yelped as they began to fly to the landing zone. "What about Zarbon?"
Vegeta shrugged. "He's gone and there's nothing that can change that."
"I guess so."
Silence. Bulma's mind was churning. She couldn't do anything but hope the plan worked.
Upon arriving, Vegeta and Bulma parted ways immediately without even a backwards glance. It couldn't be risked.
Vegeta took his place by his father and brother. Bulma stood with Kakarot and conversed with him, not actually interested. She was more anxious. All the sixteen year old girl wanted to do was get through the day without arousing suspicion. She suspected that things would go bad, though.
Minutes passed. Soon enough, the sound of a space ship beginning to land was heard, and the atmosphere grew tense. The talking stopped. Eyes were searching for the evil creature's ship. Bulma spotted it and her heart began to beat faster. As other people noticed it, the tension increased. A reassuring look from their King calmed the crowd down.
The enormous ship landed. Across the aisle, Saiyans were kneeling. Bulma decided she, too, would kneel.
The ships doors opened. Frieza stepped out and exited faster than usual. Instead of going through his usual routine, he walked up to the royals who kneeled with hurt pride.
"Where's Zarbon, you chimpanzees?"
Vegeta struggled to keep a smirk off of his face.
"Lord Frieza, he attempted to take my life, so I took his." His voice was so innocent when he said the words, it was almost completely believable that the only reason was such.
"Stand." Frieza growled angrily. The three stood.
"He was disposable. I just didn't know a monkey was capable of disposing of my right hand man." A cold, sarcastic smile fell upon his features.
"I didn't know your right hand man was so weak."
Frieza grimaced slightly and quickly turned away from him, his tail slapping him with a force that caused the prince to grunt. Bulma felt his power level rise and fall within a split second. Just as he turned to the crowd, a tall, muscular Saiyan with spikey, black, flowing hair exited the ship. Bulma mustered up her confidence and shot up from her kneeling position, putting on her happiest face and willing tears to her eyes. She ran to Raditz and placed her arms around him, knocking her confused friend back by an inch with the impact.
"Oh, Raditz, I missed you so much!"
"Bulma? I, uh, missed you too, but that was out of line…"
"Oh, just shut it." She smiled and kissed him, closing her eyes. She was an old pro at kissing and surprised him with her skills. His eyes were wide at first, but they closed quickly and he enjoyed the unexpected moment. How long had he wanted this? Why was it finally happening; she and Vegeta really hadn't made up? He tossed the thoughts aside and enjoyed her warm, soft lips against his own.
The prince paid it no mind, yet he still couldn't help hearing the noises their lips made and the sheer joy in his mate's voice when she'd seen him. Surely that was all part of the act, right?
Frieza laughed, noticing how the relationship had changed in two months. He was slightly disappointed he had nobody to use against Vegeta, but he figured it wouldn't have mattered anyway. He'd get a fight from Vegeta when the time was right.
Yet, though Bulma was convincing, Frieza couldn't help but doubt the charade. He was a smart man, and if he was being fooled, somebody was going to die.
Bulma pulled away shyly, and Raditz put a hand on her side, right on one of her curves. It seemed to say, "She is mine, if you touch her, you die". Not that Raditz could really kill anyone. Hell, Bulma had a higher power level than he did, now.
"Well, it's quite nice to see you've chosen such a fine young man." Frieza smiled in false sweetness. "Both of you, to your spots, then."
Bulma and Raditz walked to an empty spot and kneeled close together. The tyrant walked slowly down the row and when he finally reached the end, he stopped and put his arms behind his back.
"I look forward to having dinner with the elite monkeys, the mutt, and the third class tonight. Oh, what fun it shall be." Smiling, he pressed a button on his scouter and his fat pink henchman waddled out of the ship. With a few racial slurs, the two exited. Once their power levels faded far enough away, Bulma and Vegeta relaxed, breathing deeply. Bulma's attention was soon diverted towards Raditz who helped her up.
"Bulma…" He smiled. Her sparkling blue eyes drew him in like the ocean's tide.
"How was your mission?" She beamed back at him.
"Good. Why didn't you contact me? I see you've got a scouter."
She glanced at Vegeta for a split second. "I was…busy."
"Ah, I know. Lab work."
"Sure." Bulma laughed. "So, what do you want to do until dinner, Radish?"
"Well," He sighed. "I'd actually like to speak to you and Vegeta."
Bulma froze up. "Now?"
"Yes."
The two walked to Vegeta before he exited the landing area.
"Yes, Bulma and third class?" The prince said as they approached.
Raditz rose one of his eyebrows. Vegeta never called her by her name. "I have urgent news that needs to be kept confidential."
Sighing, Vegeta led them to a relatively safe, out of earshot, nearby place. Bulma stood next to Raditz, and the tall, muscular warrior put an arm around her. Vegeta fought hard not to punch him.
"I was speaking with Frieza," Raditz started. "And he told me how he wished to kill the two of you," He paused, letting the information sink in. "He also said that if I told anybody, he'd kill me."
"What? Why the two of us?!" Bulma yelped quietly, her panicked eyes looking to her mate. His eyes met hers if only for a fraction of a second. His expression was reserved, slightly pained, extremely jealous.
"He thinks you two are in love," Raditz snorted. "He wanted to use you against each other, that's why he sent Zarbon."
"Vegeta and I? In love?" Bulma blushed, giving him a knowing look. He smirked characteristically at her. "What a preposterous idea."
"Yes…very," Raditz looked at them suspiciously. "He said he wouldn't kill you this visit…but Vegeta, have you become super Saiyan yet?"
Vegeta stared at him blankly.
"I'll take that as a no." The younger, far less powerful Saiyan laughed.
"Oh, no…" Bulma sighed as Vegeta powered up to his full power; actually, with his bad temper, it increased even further. The flare of ki around him was blue, yet it was sprinkled with flecks of gold. Raditz's old model scouter was beeping and the numbers rapidly increased.
"195,628…No, wait! 199,482!" Raditz floundered. "This c-can't be! Vegeta, your power level! It's…" Before he could get the final reading, the scouter shattered.
Bulma sighed, pressing a button on the side of her scouter. "His final power level is 209,284."
"My scouter…" Raditz pouted.
"I'll get you a new one, Radish." She smiled and patted his arm.
"Impressed?" He flexed his muscles, winking at Bulma when Raditz wasn't looking.
"How could you have…oh, the fight with Zarbon? You're close to becoming a Super Saiyan, aren't you?"
"Of course, you blasphemous fool." The humming energy around the Saiyan prince was subsiding. Bulma was proud of him, but she couldn't show it. She smiled at him, but her smile spoke legions. He crossed his arms as he completely powered down and smirked.
"When he tries to kill me? I'll be ready." Vegeta walked away.
Raditz mumbled lowly, "Arrogant bitch,"
Bulma slapped her pretend 'boyfriend'.
"What?" He smiled. Raditz's smile was contagious and she smiled back at him.
"Nothing. Wanna go…um…" Bulma searched for the words. If she took him to his house, he'd realize not only was her room bare, but that she'd moved out and lived with the prince in his suite.
"We can just go to the house for a while, if you want. Sit outside on the rocks." He took her hand.
Sighing, she replied, "Sure. That sounds good enough."
Bulma was about to take off, but Raditz being the gentleman he is, insisted that she let him carry her. Laughing, she agreed and they took off. In no time the pair was sitting on top of the large, flat topped boulders in front of Bulma's old home. For a while, they made small-talk, but Bulma felt extremely awkward. How could she be this…intimate with Raditz though she felt nothing for him? He was like her brother, yet there she was, kissing him and making him believe he'd captured her heart. In reality, she'd never have kissed him and would much rather be with her prince.
How selfish was she to be using this man, one she did care for (yet in a different way), for her own needs, her own selfish needs. She felt as if she were as heartless as the tyrant Frieza; leading the hopelessly in love fool to believe she had fell for him. All so she could discard him as soon as the alien left and then elope with her mate, the future king.
How horrible. She felt completely horrible. This man loved her and she was lying to him. Even though she loved him, too, she didn't love him as more than her friend. Oh, how she hated to hurt him…
"Bulma?" Raditz's smile faltered. "Are you alright, bloomers?"
"What? I'm fine," She forced a smile.
"You sure?" He gave her a hug and she hugged him back.
"Yep." But he couldn't see her face; behind his back, during the lengthy hug, she frowned and tried to push the guilt from her mind.
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