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story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
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Chapter Thirteen; Endings and Beginnings
Bulma was sitting up in bed. Vegeta had gone off to train, and then she had sensed that he had left the earth, maybe even the dimention. She knew that he wasn't dead, but she couldn't help but worry. She felt his loneliness in intense waves, as if she were feeling a weeks worth of emotions all at once. 'Where are you, Vegeta?',she thought.
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Vegeta had only been in the chamber for a week, according to the clock, which was only minutes outside, but it had already felt like a year. He knew that if he had someone there, anyone, it would help. Vegeta was already titering on the brink of insanity. He would here things, and see things out of the corners of his eyes even though he was all alone. He knew that he couldn't go out there now. If he had to give up his pride to the woman, he figured that he may as well atleast seem brave in her eyes. He wasn't going to leave until he had waited at least six months. 'Don't worry, Bulma.', he thought, 'Everything will be just fine.'
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Bulma stretched, and suddenly she felt that there was nothing to worry about, that everything on the planet was going to be fine, including Vegeta.
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So six long months/twelve short hours passed this way...
Vegeta continued punching, until he realized that his six months were nearly up. He was only seconds away from his first break. Three, two, one...Yes. He stormed out the door. Through all of his hardships, those six lonely months had been the largest test of his endurence. Nothing before had tested his body or his mind in such an extreme way.
"Vegeta!", Kami-sama said, "Your first stay in the room of space and time was six months long! It is remarkable! How on earth did you stay in there that long?!"
"I'm not weak.", was his reply. His eyes were having trouble with the colors. He had to blink steadily, yet his vision still faded in and out.
"I told you to be careful of white-blindness, Vegeta. You could have practically lost your sight.", Kami said.
"No. I just need a mintute to adjust. I'll be fine. Like I said, I'm not weak."
Kami let out a chuckle. "Ofcoarse your not weak. Have I ever once called you weak?"
"No. I should be going now.", Vegeta said, He was extreemly anxious. He had to get off of this rock, and go see Bulma."
"You've trained well."
"I'm not finished training. I just need a break."
"I understand.", Kami said with a smile.
With that, Vegeta took off.
"Bulma.", he said, as he approached her sleeping figure.
She awoke. "Vegeta?" She looked at the clock. "What?! I've slept for twelve hours!"
"Bulma.", he said again swallowing, "my whole six months of training has been nothing but peaceful slumber to you." He sat down next to her, "I'm glad."
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"Vegeta.", She said, confused, "What are you talking about."
"I don't feel like explaining it in words.", he grabbed her hands, and looked into her eyes, and she understood everything. It was amazing that he had gone through six months of grueling training, while she slept peacefully in the wake of his self-vow.
"Vegeta, you've trained so hard. You did it to protect me, didn't you?"
He lowered his head shamefully. "Yes." He looked back at her, with pain, and desperation in his eyes, "It's been so long, so long without seeing you. You don't understand."
And yet she did. She undrestood what he had gone through simply because she had looked into his eyes. He needed her. "Vegeta.", she said crying. She put out her arms to him. He embraced her to the point where it slightly hurt.
He was trembling. He kissed her cheek, and out his hands in her messy hair, ripping some out. She let out a slight squeal. "I'm hurting you.", he said sadly, "I don't want to hurt you."
"Don't worry about it." He relieced her. "Come on, Vegeta. Just kiss me."
He put his hands to the sides of his head, and sighed. "What have I come too? I'll never be able to leave this planet again. I'm forever bound to you. I'm trapped because your alive, and yet killing you would only bring me more sorrow. A part of me wants to avoid you, and another part of me wants to be with you forever. I want to embrace you with all my heart, yet even the slight risk or hurting you makes me feel that I should never touch you again." He looked at her, and thought, 'I'm a broken man.' "What have you done to me! Why couldn't you have just stayed on your own damned planet, and left me alone. It's not my fault that Frieza is coming! It was my bond to you that made me say those words! I want to die, and yet I feel obligated to stay alive and fright for your safety!!! You have ruined me!!!"
"I'm so sorry.", she said realizing that it was true.
"Stop crying! Don't you realize that I also feel some of that pain. I have gone through so much more than you! How dare you cry in front of me!!!"
"Vegeta, I'm sorry. I never realized until now exactly what I had done. I'm so sorry. I just wanted to explor another planet. I never knew that it would come to this." The tears were still sreaming down her face.
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The fact that she was not fighting back troubled him. He felt all of her emotions so fully. He was being torn between her emotions and his. Why couldn't she just stop crying?! He clenched his fista, and gritted his teeth. "No, I'm sorry.", he said, "Now, please stop that crying!" He couldn't help but raise his voice again.
"I can't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She looked into his eyes again, and Vegeta understood. Not only was he feeling her emotions, she was feeling his, and was unable to handle it, then the emotion was reflected back to him, and vice-versa. It was never ending. He just had to calm down. He took a deep breath, and almost touched her back to calm her down, but decided against it. He was afraid of hurting her again. He must not be afraid. He must be calm. Only then would all this have a chance at ending.
"Bulma. Bulma, calm down.", he said calmly, "Everything is going to be alright."
Her moans slightly trifled, and he felt her emotional grip on him loosen. What they had was an all-out bond. He realized this now, but tried not to let it scare him. "Vegeta.", she said, I'm sorry. I just couldn't-"
"Shh.", he said, "Just calm down. It's over.
"Your going to leave again, aren't you?"
"Soon, but I can't go back in that room just yet. Get dressed. I'll be wating in the living room so we can talk." He walked out.
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Vegeta wanted to talk?! Maybe she could save him after all.
Bulma got dressed,then the doorbell rang. She waked over, and was face to face with Yamcha, who was dressed in a tuxedo. "Hay, Bulma, let's go out for breakfast."
"Listen, I have other plans.
"What?!", Yamcha said.
"You should have given me more notice."
"I told you I was coming over today, Bulma!"
She had completely forgotten about that. How could that have been yesterday?! So much had happened. So much had changed. "A tux for breakfast?", she asked.
"Bulma, stop changing the subject!"
"Listen, Yamcha, we have to talk."
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A cold chill swept across Yamcha's heart. This was it. "Bulma...", he said sadly.
"I'm sorry, Yamcha."
He made it a point to be strong. "Goodbye.", was all he said.
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Bulma went back into the house to see Vegeta. She couldn't believe what she had just done. How could it come to this? She hoped that Yamcha wouldn't do anything drastic.
"Bulma, you have just ended a long relationship for me.", Vegeta said, having read her mind.
"Yes."
"Try not to be too sad. I can't stand it.", he said.
She walked over, and sat down next to him. "Vegeta, just hold me."
"I don't want to hurt you. I can't quite control my new power yet, but maybe someday I will be able to. Right now, I have to go train." She nodded. "For you, I will be gone for another twelve hours. Don't worry about me."
"Goodbye.", she said.
"Goodbye."
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Chapter Thirteen; Endings and Beginnings
Bulma was sitting up in bed. Vegeta had gone off to train, and then she had sensed that he had left the earth, maybe even the dimention. She knew that he wasn't dead, but she couldn't help but worry. She felt his loneliness in intense waves, as if she were feeling a weeks worth of emotions all at once. 'Where are you, Vegeta?',she thought.
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Vegeta had only been in the chamber for a week, according to the clock, which was only minutes outside, but it had already felt like a year. He knew that if he had someone there, anyone, it would help. Vegeta was already titering on the brink of insanity. He would here things, and see things out of the corners of his eyes even though he was all alone. He knew that he couldn't go out there now. If he had to give up his pride to the woman, he figured that he may as well atleast seem brave in her eyes. He wasn't going to leave until he had waited at least six months. 'Don't worry, Bulma.', he thought, 'Everything will be just fine.'
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Bulma stretched, and suddenly she felt that there was nothing to worry about, that everything on the planet was going to be fine, including Vegeta.
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So six long months/twelve short hours passed this way...
Vegeta continued punching, until he realized that his six months were nearly up. He was only seconds away from his first break. Three, two, one...Yes. He stormed out the door. Through all of his hardships, those six lonely months had been the largest test of his endurence. Nothing before had tested his body or his mind in such an extreme way.
"Vegeta!", Kami-sama said, "Your first stay in the room of space and time was six months long! It is remarkable! How on earth did you stay in there that long?!"
"I'm not weak.", was his reply. His eyes were having trouble with the colors. He had to blink steadily, yet his vision still faded in and out.
"I told you to be careful of white-blindness, Vegeta. You could have practically lost your sight.", Kami said.
"No. I just need a mintute to adjust. I'll be fine. Like I said, I'm not weak."
Kami let out a chuckle. "Ofcoarse your not weak. Have I ever once called you weak?"
"No. I should be going now.", Vegeta said, He was extreemly anxious. He had to get off of this rock, and go see Bulma."
"You've trained well."
"I'm not finished training. I just need a break."
"I understand.", Kami said with a smile.
With that, Vegeta took off.
"Bulma.", he said, as he approached her sleeping figure.
She awoke. "Vegeta?" She looked at the clock. "What?! I've slept for twelve hours!"
"Bulma.", he said again swallowing, "my whole six months of training has been nothing but peaceful slumber to you." He sat down next to her, "I'm glad."
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"Vegeta.", She said, confused, "What are you talking about."
"I don't feel like explaining it in words.", he grabbed her hands, and looked into her eyes, and she understood everything. It was amazing that he had gone through six months of grueling training, while she slept peacefully in the wake of his self-vow.
"Vegeta, you've trained so hard. You did it to protect me, didn't you?"
He lowered his head shamefully. "Yes." He looked back at her, with pain, and desperation in his eyes, "It's been so long, so long without seeing you. You don't understand."
And yet she did. She undrestood what he had gone through simply because she had looked into his eyes. He needed her. "Vegeta.", she said crying. She put out her arms to him. He embraced her to the point where it slightly hurt.
He was trembling. He kissed her cheek, and out his hands in her messy hair, ripping some out. She let out a slight squeal. "I'm hurting you.", he said sadly, "I don't want to hurt you."
"Don't worry about it." He relieced her. "Come on, Vegeta. Just kiss me."
He put his hands to the sides of his head, and sighed. "What have I come too? I'll never be able to leave this planet again. I'm forever bound to you. I'm trapped because your alive, and yet killing you would only bring me more sorrow. A part of me wants to avoid you, and another part of me wants to be with you forever. I want to embrace you with all my heart, yet even the slight risk or hurting you makes me feel that I should never touch you again." He looked at her, and thought, 'I'm a broken man.' "What have you done to me! Why couldn't you have just stayed on your own damned planet, and left me alone. It's not my fault that Frieza is coming! It was my bond to you that made me say those words! I want to die, and yet I feel obligated to stay alive and fright for your safety!!! You have ruined me!!!"
"I'm so sorry.", she said realizing that it was true.
"Stop crying! Don't you realize that I also feel some of that pain. I have gone through so much more than you! How dare you cry in front of me!!!"
"Vegeta, I'm sorry. I never realized until now exactly what I had done. I'm so sorry. I just wanted to explor another planet. I never knew that it would come to this." The tears were still sreaming down her face.
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The fact that she was not fighting back troubled him. He felt all of her emotions so fully. He was being torn between her emotions and his. Why couldn't she just stop crying?! He clenched his fista, and gritted his teeth. "No, I'm sorry.", he said, "Now, please stop that crying!" He couldn't help but raise his voice again.
"I can't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She looked into his eyes again, and Vegeta understood. Not only was he feeling her emotions, she was feeling his, and was unable to handle it, then the emotion was reflected back to him, and vice-versa. It was never ending. He just had to calm down. He took a deep breath, and almost touched her back to calm her down, but decided against it. He was afraid of hurting her again. He must not be afraid. He must be calm. Only then would all this have a chance at ending.
"Bulma. Bulma, calm down.", he said calmly, "Everything is going to be alright."
Her moans slightly trifled, and he felt her emotional grip on him loosen. What they had was an all-out bond. He realized this now, but tried not to let it scare him. "Vegeta.", she said, I'm sorry. I just couldn't-"
"Shh.", he said, "Just calm down. It's over.
"Your going to leave again, aren't you?"
"Soon, but I can't go back in that room just yet. Get dressed. I'll be wating in the living room so we can talk." He walked out.
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Vegeta wanted to talk?! Maybe she could save him after all.
Bulma got dressed,then the doorbell rang. She waked over, and was face to face with Yamcha, who was dressed in a tuxedo. "Hay, Bulma, let's go out for breakfast."
"Listen, I have other plans.
"What?!", Yamcha said.
"You should have given me more notice."
"I told you I was coming over today, Bulma!"
She had completely forgotten about that. How could that have been yesterday?! So much had happened. So much had changed. "A tux for breakfast?", she asked.
"Bulma, stop changing the subject!"
"Listen, Yamcha, we have to talk."
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A cold chill swept across Yamcha's heart. This was it. "Bulma...", he said sadly.
"I'm sorry, Yamcha."
He made it a point to be strong. "Goodbye.", was all he said.
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Bulma went back into the house to see Vegeta. She couldn't believe what she had just done. How could it come to this? She hoped that Yamcha wouldn't do anything drastic.
"Bulma, you have just ended a long relationship for me.", Vegeta said, having read her mind.
"Yes."
"Try not to be too sad. I can't stand it.", he said.
She walked over, and sat down next to him. "Vegeta, just hold me."
"I don't want to hurt you. I can't quite control my new power yet, but maybe someday I will be able to. Right now, I have to go train." She nodded. "For you, I will be gone for another twelve hours. Don't worry about me."
"Goodbye.", she said.
"Goodbye."