Disclaimer: Characters are property of Akira Toriyama. I do not own anything.
Note: So again, another chapter! This time I actually did spend a huge amount of time on my studies today, but…writing also relaxes me, so…here it is! Another chapter!
So, I've been getting some reviews and by reading those I figured out that I probably need to explain myself a little bit: Yes, this is a Bulma and Vegeta fanfic, however, Vegeta won't be preforming on this stage for any time soon. So if you were hoping for Vegeta to show up, sweep Bulma off her feet, take down Zarbon and conquer Bulma's heart…well, then I have to disappoint you for that will not happen.
So, for all you hardcore Vegeta and Bulma lovers, please be patient…it will come…in due time.
Also, because of how I'm having this story planned in my head, I have to make some changes in how I have written it for the past couple of chapters. The last chapters all started with some moments of Bulma's past and ended with the present, in the following chapters I'll won't be doing that with every chapter anymore since it'll pretty much mess up my storyline. So I'll still be writing down moments of her past, but not at the beginning of every chapter anymore and sometimes they'll be mixed in with the rest of the story instead of at the beginning. I just hope that this doesn't sound too confusing ^^.
So this chapter is a bit shorter than my other chapters, but this actually has a reason and that's because this chapter kind of explains, mainly Zarbon's, feelings towards what happened in the previous chapter.
If you have any other questions or comments, don't be afraid to leave me a review or send me an email and I'll get back to you as soon as possible, but for now…
Enjoy chapter 6 of Daddy's Girl.
Chapter 6
What happened in the previous chapter…
'I think…that I do…want a small taste…'
And before sanity can return, he has softly covered her lips with his.
Bulma stares at her reflection in the mirror, the tips of her fingers barely touching her lips as she does so, a small smile formed around them. She's still in a haze about what happened and she can actually hardly believe it. She thought she couldn't but at the end she could and now…now…
Her smile turns bigger, brighter and she feels lighter and extremely happy. Her crystal blue eyes look like they are glowing and she feels like she's able to fly and enjoy the soft and comforting wind that comes from it, cooling down her warm and rosy cheeks.
As she keeps staring at herself a small giggle escapes her mouth while a soft pink blush reaches the creamy skin of her cheeks. She then turns around in a swift motion, walking to her bed and producing a huge but satisfied sigh before she lets herself fall down on her soft matrass with silky light colored sheets.
How happy can a girl possibly get?
Her eyes turn wide as she feels how he covers her lips with his and for a moment…just a small moment…she considers pushing him away. But then she suddenly feels how his strong hand is slowly making its way to the back of her neck, while his other hand is still cupping her face with his thumb, softly caressing the soft skin of her cheek. Right there, right then, right at that moment she suddenly feels safe…extremely safe. So instead of pushing the mint colored warrior away, slowly leans into him while closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling he's capable of giving her. She feels him smiling against her lips and before really realizing it, he has pulled her whole body out of her chair and into his lap, holding her frail body in his strong arms while slowly kissing her, tasting her, with all the patience in the universe. His fingers now tenderly caressing her back, sending small shivers of pleasure through the thin fabric of her nightgown while tilting her chin up a bit more with his other hand to deepen the kiss.
Her arms wrapped loosely around his neck, opening her mouth to grant him access, thoroughly enjoying the feeling that he's capable of giving her. But when a soft moan suddenly escapes her mouth he quickly pulls back, watching her with huge eyes while holding her tightly by her small shoulders.
'Baby Blue…I'm sorry…I…I don't know what just happened…I didn't mean too…'
But before he can say anything more, she's already pressed her lips against his to silence him, throwing her arms around his neck again, only this time tighter, trying to show him how willing she is, how much she wants them to actually do this. She can almost taste how surprised he is by her doing so, but it only takes him a few moments to almost feverishly kiss her back, while holding her tightly, but not too tight, in his strong arms.
A warm smile still on her lips as she remembers the previous night's events. Just a couple of days ago she was wondering herself how in heavens name she's supposed to marry a man that she's not in love with and now…
Bulma sits up, her face still blushing furiously as she touches her warm cheek. Now that's probably the last thing she should worry about. She bites her lip while pulling back a few strands of aqua colored hair behind her ear.
So this is what being in love is like…
The muscular mint colored warrior is trying to concentrate himself while practicing his kata's. A thin layer of sweat covering his bare upper body as he's levitating in the air with his arms wide. He closes his eyes for a few moments, trying desperately to focus but then…he sighs as he lands back on the ground again. It's useless, every time he closes his eyes he sees the blue haired beauty in front of him again, he can almost feel her soft lips against his as he does so. Zarbon sighs again, shaking his head while walking to a small wooden bench standing in the training room and grabbing his towel to wipe away some of the sweat. He can actually barely believe what actually happened last night, he never in one million years would have expected her to be so willing for him. Then again, he also never in one million years would have thought him to kiss her so easily.
Zarbon sighs and throws down his towel. Although he's quite precise and dedicated when it comes to his training, he just knows that it's no use today, he just can't seem to concentrate, every time he tries to, he ends up smelling that beachy and horribly addictive scent of hers. Yep, training today is just not going to work. Zarbon walks to the exit of his training room, enters the code to open the door and walks out through the hallways to his own personal quarters.
Bulma, sweet Baby Blue…he was the one who found her when she was still a baby. How old was he back then? In his early twenties. Zarbon shakes his head as he crosses the corner, nodding a casual greeting to one of the guards standing there. Yeah, his early twenties and now…now she has already reached the tender age of eighteen and has become a beautiful and breathtaking young woman and he? He's in his early forties. Oh, he certainly doesn't look his age, he still looks like a young twenty-five year old man, one of the benefits of his species is that they physically don't age that fast but still, reality is that he's older than his Baby Blue, a lot older.
Zarbon crosses another corner, already seeing the doors to his private quarters in the distance, he calmly proceeds walking towards them.
So isn't it wrong? Isn't it wrong of him to want her? Because that's a fact. If she becomes his bride he really wants her to be his bride all the way and after last night he knows for a fact that she does too. It's not because he lusts for her no…it goes so much deeper than lust…so very much deeper.
Zarbon stands in front of his doors and enters the code, the doors open with a soft sliding noise and he enters, the doors closing behind him. He then quickly walks to his closet, pulling out a fresh white towel before proceeding his way to the bathroom to take a long and very hot shower to wash away the sweat…but also to clear his thoughts.
He's in love with her, he just knows he is and he's probably been so for much longer than he'd like to think. But how could he?! Zarbon breathes in deeply as he opens the door to his bathroom, stepping in with his head almost bursting because of all the many thoughts he has. He's an old man, well…for her he is and not only is he old…he's a fucking murderer, a purge leader and she…his Bulma, his beautiful Baby Blue…she's just so goddamn innocent. Zarbon quickly throws his clothes off and puts on the shower. Wouldn't it be fairer…to her…if he'd keep his distance when they're married? To protect her and guide her until a trustworthy enough man comes along, a man who's more of her own age and eventually allow her to marry him? Wouldn't that be better for her?
He feels the heath of the steam on his skin as he slowly slides open the glass doors, he then steps in and feels the hot water burning on his skin. Hot…but not quite hot enough to actually hurt him. He then quickly pulls out the rubber band from his hair and swiftly unbraids his long green manes with one hand before soaking it underneath the warm water.
It probably would be better for her…it would…but he knows he can't. He then closes his eyes, sighs and smiles. No, he won't allow another man to take her. This universe is a dangerous place and most are not to be trusted, especially not with a woman as beautiful and pure as his Baby Blue. And while the warmth of his shower is surrounding him, he opens his eyes, narrows them and gives a slow nod to himself.
He has come to a decision. She will be his…and she'll be his only.
