WHERE ARE YOU???
Epilogue
Disclaimer: If you don't already know I don't own them, go look at the Prologue.
Nine years later, on the lawn of Capsule Corp. Two small boys were playing. "Aww, come on Trunks! Give that ball back!" the eight-year-old Goten whined. "No, I will not. For my father is the prince, no king of all Saiyans, and yours is only a third class baka." Trunks stated proudly. "You just wait until my brother comes back! He will show you!" Trunks seemed to consider this for a moment. "My father is far stronger than your brother, Goten, so I'm not afraid of your puny threat!" Trunks replied. "Aww, can I please have the ball now? Please?" Goten asked. "Well, okay, but just because you're my best friend!" Trunks said, and threw the ball back at Goten.
"Hey, hotshots!" they suddenly heard behind them. "GOHAN!" they both yelled, and jumped into his arms. "Wow, wow! Watch it!" Gohan laughed. "And remember to be careful with Ikala too, because she is already five months pregnant with our second child!" Goten and Trunks looked at each other. "I'm gonna be an uncle again!" Goten shouted, "Me too!" Trunks shouted though he wasn't, and after they had carefully hugged Ikala, they ran towards the house together to tell Bulma that they were going to be uncles again.
But even before they reached it, their eye fell on someone different. "Uncle Jeice!!!" they both shouted and jumped towards him. "Hey little bro's!" he smiled, as he hugged them both and carried them hanging around his neck. "Wanna do some sparring uncle Jeice?" Trunks asked. "Yeah, sure, why not?" Jeice said, and slipped into fighting stance. "And after we're done sparring, tell us about the Ginyu Force and about the universe and the ports and Freeza and purging and… "Goten couldn't think of much more at the moment. "Promised!" Jeice said, and smiled at Ikala, who stood watching from a distance. She was holding her and Gohan's first daughter, who was now three, by the hand. "Mommy, mommy, can I spar with uncle Jeice and Goten and Trunks too, please?" she asked, pulling her mothers hand. "Not now, sweetie, they are a little too rough for you. But maybe daddy will play with you in a minute!" she said, giving her daughter some candy to distract her from the sparring session. "Okay!" the little girl said, taking a lollypop, and staring at the battle.
One floor higher, Bulma sat on her balcony, looking down at her son and all her friends. They were all so cute and loving. This really was the perfect life. Well, almost perfect. The adventure and surprises she had had before, were gone. And Vegeta had become a little distant. But she shouldn't complain, life is never perfect. She then looked towards the gravity room, where she thought Vegeta was training. She was a little surprised when she saw the proud Saiyan Prince, standing tall on the roof, apparently looking down at his son in the same way she just had. She found herself wondering what he would be thinking of. "Hmm, let's see if I can still invade his mind like I did nine years ago." She said to herself and focused. It worked almost immediately. I wonder when he will get to become a Super Saiyan. It would make any father proud. But then again, it took me 25 years to get that far. But look at me now. I'm king of Vegeta-sei, and am settled in a boring life when I'm only thirty-four! I still have about a hundred and sixty years left! Sometimes I wish we were still in the old days. I still remember the day I purged earth like yesterday. The day I took my Princess. And after that, the good old days on the base… Eh… Vegeta suddenly felt something. Woman? Are you in my mind? Bulma pulled back at once. But it was too late. Vegeta had already noticed. In less than a second he was behind her, and slipped his arms around her waist. "And, what do you say. Do you also long back for those days?" he asked, kissing her neck. "I still remember the fun we had, making Zarbon jealous, shocking everyone. And do you remember that time on Mayoshi-sei, when we made your mother believe I was a vampire." Bulma giggled as she remembered that. "But after that, on her departure, you shouldn't have scared her like that again! She still has a little trauma about that ya know!" she mocked. Bulma couldn't see it, but she was sure that Vegeta was smirking very smugly. "You can be really, really scary you know! Not only in mom's eyes!" she said, as she opened her mind and pulled back the memory of that first play in Vegeta's quarters.
Flashback
Bulma came back in and poured wine into four glasses. She gracefully handed them to all the men, and walked back to sit in a corner of the room, but Vegeta called her back. "No, my sweet little girl, come here, sit on my lap." he said smirking. Bulma shivered. It just sounded so real! It wasn't that hard to act scared of Vegeta right now. So she put a really scared little girl's face on, and walked shyly towards Vegeta. When she came in arms reach, Vegeta pulled her onto his lap, and kissed her ear. She shivered again.
End Flashback
Flashback
"Ah," Vegeta said, "You just don't know how to deal with women. You should make them feel comfortable, just like I do." He nibbled Bulma's ear, and stroke her tummy. Bulma just sat stiff, and didn't respond. "Well Vegeta," Zarbon commented, "she doesn't look all that relaxed right now. Just plain scared." They laughed again. "Oh, but that doesn't make her obedience any less, does it my dear?" Vegeta said in a really scary sweet tone of voice, while kissing Bulma's head. "No My Lord." Bulma said softly with a scared voice. Kami! In the way Vegeta is acting right now, I can hardly believe Freeza is that scary!
End Flashback
Bulma shuddered at these memories. "See, how much you scared me!" she said. "Ah, but that ain't all!" Vegeta said, as he called a memory back himself.
Flashback
Mrs. Briefs also hugged and kissed her daughter, and suspiciously eyed Vegeta, before she went into the ship. Vegeta smirked, stood behind Bulma and kissed her earlobe. Bulma shuddered, and Vegeta saw Mrs. Briefs staring in horror at him, just before the doors closed. Vegeta smirked again. He still hadn't lost his touch.
End Flashback
"Yeah," Vegeta sighed. "Those were the days!" Bulma leaned back against him. "When I look at all these memories, I can't believe how I ever came to trust you! You're goddamned scary! Where'd you pick that up?" "It's a natural talent I guess." Vegeta smirked. "What do you say if we go back to those old days. Now, we're still young! You're only 28! Still a little girl!" Bulma sighed again. "You're forgetting one little thing. We have a nine year old son now." Vegeta grunted. "We can just leave him with Kakarrot and his mate for a year or so." Bulma smiled to herself. "Wow, I never thought you would allow your son to be 'polluted' by 'Kakarrot'!"
"I'm not. When we get back, I'll give him a training worthy of a Saiyan Prince!" Vegeta stated proudly. "Well, what do ya say?" Bulma didn't doubt for long. Actually, she didn't doubt at all. "Of course my King! Let's make the universe dangerous." That's my princess. Vegeta thought to himself. He sat down on the bed, pulled Bulma down onto his lap, and handed her the phone. Bulma called Chi Chi. "Chi Chi, honey, could you do me a favor?" she asked. "Sure, what?" Chi Chi answered trough the phone. "Could you take care of Trunks for a year?" Bulma heard Vegeta snort at the sound of his sons' name. He had always wanted to call him Vegeta. Every prince of Vegeta-sei had been named Vegeta until now. But Bulma had insisted that the boy would be named Trunks, so Vegeta had been forced to give in. "Why?" Chi Chi asked curiously. "My prince is planning on kidnapping me and taking me into outer space again." Bulma said. "And you will be back in a year? Well, I don't think I can't protest against the force of your prince eh? Why did you fall for him anyways? I mean, look at my Goku, nice, calm and pure harted, and then at your husband, arrogant, evil and a ruthless killer. What did you see in him?" Chi Chi asked. "Well…. Did you ever have a look at his body? It's too hot for words!" Bulma replied, defending her husband. "True!" Chi Chi laughed. "Must be a Saiyan thing. But, about Trunks, don't you worry one bit, you just go on and be kidnapped by your man. See you in a year!" "Bye! Thank you!" Bulma said, and threw the phone back on the bed. She then walked back onto the balcony, with Vegeta close behind her, and bent over the fence. "Hey everyone! Go on to Chi Chi's house! She has a surprise for you guys!" Everyone left talking, and yelling to the kids. In five minutes, Bulma and Vegeta were the only persons left on Capsule Corp. "Well, there is a spaceship in the hangar, love." Bulma said to Vegeta. "Did you just say to Kakarrots mate that I was going to kidnap you again?" Vegeta asked, a devilish smile appearing on his face. Bulma gulped.
"Y-
"First prize." Vegeta grinned, and kissed her. And again, and again, and again.
Fin
So how did y'all like it? I hope you thought it was good! I'm already working on a sequel, it's gonna be called: Breaking Through. So look out for that one! Aishiteru!!
