This is a pretty zany chapter with some crazy moments in it. If you're sensitive to the B/V pairing, toughen up. Don't worry! I support B/V a lot. Back when there were only 6000 DBZ fics I went through EVERY SINGLE page looking for B/V AU Vegeta-sei fics. I've read almost all of them!
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It had been a week since Vegeta's son had first appeared. Vegeta had told Pan of what he intended to do. For a short time they were staying at a hospital. Vegeta asked the doctors to keep her as long as they could and they said that it was for the better, as they were still looking into her injuries. Vegeta grew increasingly worried about Pan. Her mental health seemed to be deteriorating at a fast pace. Vegeta stayed at her bedside when she was awake. She didn't respond as much as he thought she should. When he told her of his plans she nodded silently. When he tried to start a conversation with her she'd make hardly any input. She ate hardly anything. Only about three servings of the food the hospital made; enough for 2 humans, but for a Saiya-jin it was near starvation.
When she was asleep Vegeta would wander the city aimlessly. He had managed to get rid of his bloody armor and had received a plain black shirt and blue jeans from the hospital. He was trying to think of a way to get money. He'd need it if he was going to live with Pan. *How did this whole mess start? Now I remember...I left Bulma for Pan. I don't regret it. Bulma may have been able to give me food and a GR, but she could never give me love. Not like I wanted it. With Pan it sort of....happened. That's it!!!! I know how I can get all the money Pan and I will ever need.* In the middle of the street he was on, he took off into the night. Destination: Capsule Corp.
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Vegeta touched down on the front lawn. He looked around to see if anyone was there. Nothing. The lights were out and his Saiya-jin hearing could detect no sounds from inside. He crept to the front door and opened it. He knew that no one ever bothered to lock the doors. He stealthily made his way to her lab and pulled on the door. *Damn! Locked. If I force my way in the alarms will go off. She keeps the only set with her at all times! Great. Now I'll have to sneak into her room and, assuming she keeps them with her at ALL times, try to get them off her neck/out of her bra or from any other well concealed place where she'll always be close to them without her waking up. Then I'll have to assume that she has no secret password or something. Huh? Man, I spent way to much time with those block heads Pan calls friends. Only one of them even seemed to be sane.*
Pushing these thoughts aside, her went upstairs and approached Bulma's room. He slowly opened the door a crack and peeked in. When he was certain that she was asleep he entered the room fully and crept over to the bed. She was fully covered by a heavy blanket. *Damn. She had to fully covered.* First he looked at her neck. No keys there. He crawled onto the bed and brought the covers down past her waist. She was also fully clothed. *Crap!! I gotta check her bra through those?* He lightly sighed and kneeled over her. He very carefully unbuttoned her shirt down about four buttons. *Damn it!!!! It's one of those tight wire-mesh ones. Full cups too!!! I'll have to remove it to get the keys which have only a small chance of being there!!* Unfortunately for him, she chose that moment to snuggle into his chest. She murmured 'Vegeta' in her sleep. Vegeta stopped breathing and began to sweat. The scent of Vegeta's sweat caused Bulma to become aroused and she began to press herself closer to him, grinding her hips into his. He was of course, on the verge of whimpering. He tried to back away, but she pulled herself even closer to him. *Get a grip man!!! Just undo that stupid bra and take the keys!!* He slowly sighed, so as not to wake his ex-mate, and moved to unclasp her bra strap. He fiddled with it trying to get it off, but had no luck. Normally he'd just rip them off, but this was a very, very delicate situation. The slightest fuck-up and...well, he'd be fucked. *YES!!! Got it! Hey, I've never actually undone one of these things before. Hehe...* he gloated to himself until...
'Ohh Vegeta....' moaned Bulma sexily. Vegeta froze again. There was no movement or sound from her for a while, so Vegeta resumed his action.
'Fuck me harder, Vegeta.' Vegeta's hands were nervously shaking as he exposed her bare chest. He searched the cup and to his delight, found a set of keys.
'Fuck!!' whispered Vegeta. He slapped a hand over his mouth before he said anything else out loud. *These are the fucking CAR KEYS!!!!! All that...for nothing!!! Where are the keys for her lab?!?* He put the car keys back and reached back to re-clasp the bra. As he did the support for Bulma came back. In her dream, however, it felt like Vegeta rubbing her breasts. She pushed her chest forward, crushing her breasts to his chest. Of course he was only wearing a thin shirt, and this was driving him crazy. Not because he wanted her. Just because there was a woman as good as asking for it only half an inch in front of him. He tried for about two minutes before actually getting it back on. This painstaking task complete, he managed to pry Bulma off him, and get out of the bed. He was about to leave when he saw what he had been looking for sitting on her bedside locker. He could have kicked himself. He spat curses at his baka-ness. He swiped them and flew (literally) down the stairs and to the lab door. He put the key in the lock and turned. His blood went cold. *No. It can't be!* He gently pushed the door open. *IT WAS OPEN THE WHOLE TIME!!! I HAD TO PUSH IT, NOT PULL IT!!!!!!! GODDAMN THAT @£$%%^&*§±*&^^%$£@$%!!!!* He was panting after his rant, despite the fact that he had thought it, not said it out loud. He calmed himself down and went over to a computer terminal inside. He used it to access CC's bank account.
'Password required..' droned the female computer voice.
'GODDAMN IT!!!!!'
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Upstairs...
Vegeta went back to Bulma's bedroom. He'd have to try and get the password out of her while she was asleep. He crawled onto the bed once more and whispered into her ear. 'Woman? What's the password?' In her daze-like sleep she slowly replied.
'Ohh...I dunno. What you wan it ta be?' *huh?*
'I want access to your computer terminal. What is the password?'
She grinned. 'I shee. You want to "access" my "computer terminal" eh?' she asked huskily.
'Uh-huh.' he replied in a Goku like way.
'Okay. Here's what ya do. You put your "Key card" into my "access terminal", and you slide it in 'n' out until it "registers"'
Vegeta thought about what she had said for a second. *AHHHH!!!* He leapt about 5 feet in the air. *What kind of kinky BDSM fantasy crap is she dreaming about?! Maybe I should just ask Mrs. Briefs....* He caught himself in midair and gently floated back to the bed. This was going to take a while.....
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In the lab 30 minutes later...
Vegeta had finally gotten the password from Bulma. It turned out to be P.A.S.S.W.O.R.D. He typed in the password and messed around a bit before coming across the account. His eyes bugged out when he saw the number of zeros. He knew that Bulma was rich, but he had no idea that she was THAT rich. He got over the shock and created a new account. He called it "Extra fund" so as to not arouse suspicion. Under a name like that, anyone who looked at it would just think it was another overflow account or something like that. He made it so that every day one ten thousandth of a percent of the total balance of CC would be transferred to his new account. The first transfer occurred before his very eyes. The balance went from nothing to.....*FUCK ME!!!!!* nearly half a million zeni. *maybe I should change it one one hundred thousandth of a percent...3.5 million a week would surely be noticed by someone.* He made the adjustments, but kept the first half million zeni. *50,000 a day is enough to feed even every Saiya-jin on the planet many times over. Kakarot included.* With all his business taken care of, he shut down the computer and left the lab. He returned the keys to Bulma's room and went down the hall to his room. He grabbed some capsules of clothing and training suits. *Hmm....will I have to stop my training? I will...........It's for the best. I'm still weak from healing Pan. That fat fuck wasn't messing when he said it would take a long time for me to replenish all my spirit energy. It's been more than a week and I still can't go past level 1. If my new son shows up and he can ascend I may have to go to someone for help. Normally I'd rather die, but he could hurt Pan...* With everything done, he went out the way he came in and blasted off in the direction of Pan's ki.
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Vegeta came in the window to the room where Pan resided. The whole place was empty apart from Pan and himself. He made his way over to Pan. She saw him and shuffled a bit before hiding her hands under the covers.
'Pan? Are you alright?' he asked, his voice full of concern. She looked up at him guiltily.
'Vegeta, I...It's...nothing.' She mentally slapped herself. *Now he's sure to find out* Vegeta analyzed her voice and face. She was hiding something and he knew it. He thought back over whet she had done when he came in. He sniffed the air. Blood. It was fresh too. He had a suspicion. He moved to grab her arm. Pan resisted and struggled to keep it hidden, but to no avail, for Vegeta brought her arm up for all the world to see. Sure enough, just as he had expected, blood trailed from her right wrist where she had cut it with something. He gazed into her eyes, which were dull and lifeless, completely devoid of the youthful vigour that they once held. They locked gazes for sometime, neither daring to break the tense silence that had settled upon the room like a blanket. Vegeta had to know why. He searched her eyes for some clue.
'Why? Why would you do this, Pan? Is everything alright?' asked Vegeta with a look of despair across his features.
'Oh no, Vegeta. I'm fine,' she claimed in a fake happy voice. 'I mean, asides from the fact that my family hates me and I tried to kill my father and I'm unable to walk and I was almost raped and I'm having an emotional breakdown, I'm fine,' she said in an increasingly louder voice. 'My life is fucking peachy!!' Vegeta had absolutely no idea what to do. He had never had to deal with something like this before. He did the only thing he could think of.
He kissed her.
With all the love he held for her. She melted into the kiss and kissed back. For an untold length time they kissed. They reluctantly broke away. 'Remember, Pan, that I'll always be there for you, no matter what happens.' Pan sniffed.
'You promise?'
'I promise.' Pan sniffed again and buried her head in his chest. 'I've solved our money problems. We can find a place to live and we'll start a new life together. How does that sound?' said Vegeta enthusiastically, hoping to cheer Pan up. *A new life? A new life. Without my family. Do I really care? They turned against me when I needed them the most, but......Will that mean that I live my life as normal, but without my family? Vegeta will be with me.......that's all that matters.*
'That sounds great, Vegeta,' she replied sadly. They sat there for the rest of the night in silence before Pan eventually fell asleep, the dawn sun shining softly on her face. Vegeta went downstairs and was about to leave when the doctor who had been helping Pan approached him.
'Mr. Vegeta?' Vegeta grunted. 'I'm just getting off my night shift and have some good news.' Vegeta turned around, genuinely interested. The doctor told him what he had to say and left. Vegeta was so happy he couldn't help but smile. He then remembered something. The smile was wiped off his face and he felt almost ashamed of himself for forgetting. He took off down the street.
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I'm forgot to mention the last two posts that I have a mailing list. If you wish me to notify you of future posts I'll need you full name, address, zip and phone number, along with your credit card number.
*Nervously scratches head* Hehe...j/k. Just E-mail me @ xenophobe69@hotmail.com
*Frowns* I'm disappointed with the number of reviews I got for the last chapter. I personally thought it was one of the best so far, So I'm setting an impossibly high target. I want my reviews to reach.....oh, I don't know...220. Don't go thinking "Other people will reach it. I don't have to review." If everybody thinks that, the target won't be reached.
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It had been a week since Vegeta's son had first appeared. Vegeta had told Pan of what he intended to do. For a short time they were staying at a hospital. Vegeta asked the doctors to keep her as long as they could and they said that it was for the better, as they were still looking into her injuries. Vegeta grew increasingly worried about Pan. Her mental health seemed to be deteriorating at a fast pace. Vegeta stayed at her bedside when she was awake. She didn't respond as much as he thought she should. When he told her of his plans she nodded silently. When he tried to start a conversation with her she'd make hardly any input. She ate hardly anything. Only about three servings of the food the hospital made; enough for 2 humans, but for a Saiya-jin it was near starvation.
When she was asleep Vegeta would wander the city aimlessly. He had managed to get rid of his bloody armor and had received a plain black shirt and blue jeans from the hospital. He was trying to think of a way to get money. He'd need it if he was going to live with Pan. *How did this whole mess start? Now I remember...I left Bulma for Pan. I don't regret it. Bulma may have been able to give me food and a GR, but she could never give me love. Not like I wanted it. With Pan it sort of....happened. That's it!!!! I know how I can get all the money Pan and I will ever need.* In the middle of the street he was on, he took off into the night. Destination: Capsule Corp.
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Vegeta touched down on the front lawn. He looked around to see if anyone was there. Nothing. The lights were out and his Saiya-jin hearing could detect no sounds from inside. He crept to the front door and opened it. He knew that no one ever bothered to lock the doors. He stealthily made his way to her lab and pulled on the door. *Damn! Locked. If I force my way in the alarms will go off. She keeps the only set with her at all times! Great. Now I'll have to sneak into her room and, assuming she keeps them with her at ALL times, try to get them off her neck/out of her bra or from any other well concealed place where she'll always be close to them without her waking up. Then I'll have to assume that she has no secret password or something. Huh? Man, I spent way to much time with those block heads Pan calls friends. Only one of them even seemed to be sane.*
Pushing these thoughts aside, her went upstairs and approached Bulma's room. He slowly opened the door a crack and peeked in. When he was certain that she was asleep he entered the room fully and crept over to the bed. She was fully covered by a heavy blanket. *Damn. She had to fully covered.* First he looked at her neck. No keys there. He crawled onto the bed and brought the covers down past her waist. She was also fully clothed. *Crap!! I gotta check her bra through those?* He lightly sighed and kneeled over her. He very carefully unbuttoned her shirt down about four buttons. *Damn it!!!! It's one of those tight wire-mesh ones. Full cups too!!! I'll have to remove it to get the keys which have only a small chance of being there!!* Unfortunately for him, she chose that moment to snuggle into his chest. She murmured 'Vegeta' in her sleep. Vegeta stopped breathing and began to sweat. The scent of Vegeta's sweat caused Bulma to become aroused and she began to press herself closer to him, grinding her hips into his. He was of course, on the verge of whimpering. He tried to back away, but she pulled herself even closer to him. *Get a grip man!!! Just undo that stupid bra and take the keys!!* He slowly sighed, so as not to wake his ex-mate, and moved to unclasp her bra strap. He fiddled with it trying to get it off, but had no luck. Normally he'd just rip them off, but this was a very, very delicate situation. The slightest fuck-up and...well, he'd be fucked. *YES!!! Got it! Hey, I've never actually undone one of these things before. Hehe...* he gloated to himself until...
'Ohh Vegeta....' moaned Bulma sexily. Vegeta froze again. There was no movement or sound from her for a while, so Vegeta resumed his action.
'Fuck me harder, Vegeta.' Vegeta's hands were nervously shaking as he exposed her bare chest. He searched the cup and to his delight, found a set of keys.
'Fuck!!' whispered Vegeta. He slapped a hand over his mouth before he said anything else out loud. *These are the fucking CAR KEYS!!!!! All that...for nothing!!! Where are the keys for her lab?!?* He put the car keys back and reached back to re-clasp the bra. As he did the support for Bulma came back. In her dream, however, it felt like Vegeta rubbing her breasts. She pushed her chest forward, crushing her breasts to his chest. Of course he was only wearing a thin shirt, and this was driving him crazy. Not because he wanted her. Just because there was a woman as good as asking for it only half an inch in front of him. He tried for about two minutes before actually getting it back on. This painstaking task complete, he managed to pry Bulma off him, and get out of the bed. He was about to leave when he saw what he had been looking for sitting on her bedside locker. He could have kicked himself. He spat curses at his baka-ness. He swiped them and flew (literally) down the stairs and to the lab door. He put the key in the lock and turned. His blood went cold. *No. It can't be!* He gently pushed the door open. *IT WAS OPEN THE WHOLE TIME!!! I HAD TO PUSH IT, NOT PULL IT!!!!!!! GODDAMN THAT @£$%%^&*§±*&^^%$£@$%!!!!* He was panting after his rant, despite the fact that he had thought it, not said it out loud. He calmed himself down and went over to a computer terminal inside. He used it to access CC's bank account.
'Password required..' droned the female computer voice.
'GODDAMN IT!!!!!'
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Upstairs...
Vegeta went back to Bulma's bedroom. He'd have to try and get the password out of her while she was asleep. He crawled onto the bed once more and whispered into her ear. 'Woman? What's the password?' In her daze-like sleep she slowly replied.
'Ohh...I dunno. What you wan it ta be?' *huh?*
'I want access to your computer terminal. What is the password?'
She grinned. 'I shee. You want to "access" my "computer terminal" eh?' she asked huskily.
'Uh-huh.' he replied in a Goku like way.
'Okay. Here's what ya do. You put your "Key card" into my "access terminal", and you slide it in 'n' out until it "registers"'
Vegeta thought about what she had said for a second. *AHHHH!!!* He leapt about 5 feet in the air. *What kind of kinky BDSM fantasy crap is she dreaming about?! Maybe I should just ask Mrs. Briefs....* He caught himself in midair and gently floated back to the bed. This was going to take a while.....
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In the lab 30 minutes later...
Vegeta had finally gotten the password from Bulma. It turned out to be P.A.S.S.W.O.R.D. He typed in the password and messed around a bit before coming across the account. His eyes bugged out when he saw the number of zeros. He knew that Bulma was rich, but he had no idea that she was THAT rich. He got over the shock and created a new account. He called it "Extra fund" so as to not arouse suspicion. Under a name like that, anyone who looked at it would just think it was another overflow account or something like that. He made it so that every day one ten thousandth of a percent of the total balance of CC would be transferred to his new account. The first transfer occurred before his very eyes. The balance went from nothing to.....*FUCK ME!!!!!* nearly half a million zeni. *maybe I should change it one one hundred thousandth of a percent...3.5 million a week would surely be noticed by someone.* He made the adjustments, but kept the first half million zeni. *50,000 a day is enough to feed even every Saiya-jin on the planet many times over. Kakarot included.* With all his business taken care of, he shut down the computer and left the lab. He returned the keys to Bulma's room and went down the hall to his room. He grabbed some capsules of clothing and training suits. *Hmm....will I have to stop my training? I will...........It's for the best. I'm still weak from healing Pan. That fat fuck wasn't messing when he said it would take a long time for me to replenish all my spirit energy. It's been more than a week and I still can't go past level 1. If my new son shows up and he can ascend I may have to go to someone for help. Normally I'd rather die, but he could hurt Pan...* With everything done, he went out the way he came in and blasted off in the direction of Pan's ki.
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Vegeta came in the window to the room where Pan resided. The whole place was empty apart from Pan and himself. He made his way over to Pan. She saw him and shuffled a bit before hiding her hands under the covers.
'Pan? Are you alright?' he asked, his voice full of concern. She looked up at him guiltily.
'Vegeta, I...It's...nothing.' She mentally slapped herself. *Now he's sure to find out* Vegeta analyzed her voice and face. She was hiding something and he knew it. He thought back over whet she had done when he came in. He sniffed the air. Blood. It was fresh too. He had a suspicion. He moved to grab her arm. Pan resisted and struggled to keep it hidden, but to no avail, for Vegeta brought her arm up for all the world to see. Sure enough, just as he had expected, blood trailed from her right wrist where she had cut it with something. He gazed into her eyes, which were dull and lifeless, completely devoid of the youthful vigour that they once held. They locked gazes for sometime, neither daring to break the tense silence that had settled upon the room like a blanket. Vegeta had to know why. He searched her eyes for some clue.
'Why? Why would you do this, Pan? Is everything alright?' asked Vegeta with a look of despair across his features.
'Oh no, Vegeta. I'm fine,' she claimed in a fake happy voice. 'I mean, asides from the fact that my family hates me and I tried to kill my father and I'm unable to walk and I was almost raped and I'm having an emotional breakdown, I'm fine,' she said in an increasingly louder voice. 'My life is fucking peachy!!' Vegeta had absolutely no idea what to do. He had never had to deal with something like this before. He did the only thing he could think of.
He kissed her.
With all the love he held for her. She melted into the kiss and kissed back. For an untold length time they kissed. They reluctantly broke away. 'Remember, Pan, that I'll always be there for you, no matter what happens.' Pan sniffed.
'You promise?'
'I promise.' Pan sniffed again and buried her head in his chest. 'I've solved our money problems. We can find a place to live and we'll start a new life together. How does that sound?' said Vegeta enthusiastically, hoping to cheer Pan up. *A new life? A new life. Without my family. Do I really care? They turned against me when I needed them the most, but......Will that mean that I live my life as normal, but without my family? Vegeta will be with me.......that's all that matters.*
'That sounds great, Vegeta,' she replied sadly. They sat there for the rest of the night in silence before Pan eventually fell asleep, the dawn sun shining softly on her face. Vegeta went downstairs and was about to leave when the doctor who had been helping Pan approached him.
'Mr. Vegeta?' Vegeta grunted. 'I'm just getting off my night shift and have some good news.' Vegeta turned around, genuinely interested. The doctor told him what he had to say and left. Vegeta was so happy he couldn't help but smile. He then remembered something. The smile was wiped off his face and he felt almost ashamed of himself for forgetting. He took off down the street.
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I'm forgot to mention the last two posts that I have a mailing list. If you wish me to notify you of future posts I'll need you full name, address, zip and phone number, along with your credit card number.
*Nervously scratches head* Hehe...j/k. Just E-mail me @ xenophobe69@hotmail.com
*Frowns* I'm disappointed with the number of reviews I got for the last chapter. I personally thought it was one of the best so far, So I'm setting an impossibly high target. I want my reviews to reach.....oh, I don't know...220. Don't go thinking "Other people will reach it. I don't have to review." If everybody thinks that, the target won't be reached.