The Master
Chapter 8
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z nor the characters blah blah blah yakety shmakety...
Super Woman... stays home?
The onna tossed and turned all night long , strong arms retrained her from falling off th bed , she slowly got up to face the troubles of every day as the sun was peeking through the curtains.
"Damn light!" Bulma said covering the sheets over her.
Bulma tried to get up but something was holding her back.
"Bulma....hold could you? Did you really want to do this and with Vegeta? What will become of both of your's realtionship? Will he actually show afection? Nah! But ooooh! He's wonderul under the sheets." she thought
As Bulma pleasently floated back down to her bed and the warmth of Vegeta's chest, Vegeta was debating with his mind aswell.
"You fucking baka. So you haven't had a woman in a while..... that doesn't mean to screw the first thing in front of you. But damn..... she was so tight. She's the onna of my dreams. She's smart , beautiful , and strong. She is so much like a saiyajin." he thought.
For some reason Vegeta pulled Bulma closer to him. She gasped wih curiosity. He just looked down at her and met her gaze. This moment of happiness seemed like it would last forever.
*BEEEEEP*
*BEEEEEP*
*BEEEEEP*
*KNOCK*KNOCK*
The alarm clock flew off with an ear aching alarm , and Bulma's mother was knocking at her door.
"BULMA! Hurry up dear. It's ten o clock. Have you seen Vegeta? Alot of people have been calling for you all day. Your food is getting cold." Mrs. Briefs said.
"U-um I'm not feeling so good. I had a "rough night" sleeping."
"Bulma gave a Vegeta smirk and rolled over and her Prince smirked at her with happiness. Mrs. Briefs chirped away leaving the coule to collect their thoughts.
"Woman I have to go train." Vegeta yelled.
"But why. Don't you want to discuss what we're gonna do." Bulma pleaded.
"What's there to discuss?"
"We have to discuss if we have a further relationship." Bulma cried.
"Stop your crying. It's getting on my nerves".
Vegeta then up and left leaving Bulma on the bed crying her eyes out.
3 weeks later.......
Bulma and Vegeta avoided each other on Purpose. Fearing what the other may say. Bulma had grown sick and didn't seem to know what the problem was. She relieved some stress by training an hour a day. Vegeta slept , ate , and did everything in the Gravity machine. The one day Bulma went to the doctors and came back with devastating news. She was pregnant with the Prince's son. What would she say? Would he leave? Would he not care? She was afraid to tell him. So she kept it a secret.
Bulma then stopped training all together, for the baby's sake. Vegeta stopped his training earlier so he could eat , take a shower and spy on Bulma. He went to her Gravity Romm and peered in only to see dakness. *This would be the time that she would be training. Where is she?* Vegeta thought. He then explored the Capsule Corporation home and came across Bulma lying on her bed in a deep slumber. Vegeta observed her every toss and turn in amazement and explored her body.
He loved to see her this way, asleep and quiet. Then suddenly he felt more than one ki in the room and he wondered what it was. He went by her balcony, thinking that there was someone intruding. He then realized that the closer he approached Bulma the more he felt more than one ki radiate. He then sat upon her bed , sat next to her and placed his hand on her forhead. He drove his forhead from her forehead to her nose to her neck to her chest then suddenly to her stomach.
Vegeta stopped in shock as he felt the little baby kick. *No! This can't be. She can't be pregnant. I didn't kow this species could bare children inside of them. What freaks they are. But how come I feel so bad? Is it because she didn't tell me?* Vegeta thought. With out even realizing his own strength, Vegeta shook Bulma awake. Very roughly.
"Huh? What's going on?" Bulma grogily asked.
"Damn you woman. Why didn't you tell me that you wear to bear my child?" Vegeta roared.
"I-I didn't think you cared. I thought that if you didn't care about me that you wouldn't care about your
son." Bulma sadly stated.
A tear ran down her face. The shadows of the night made the tear shimmer in the darkness of her room. For some reason Vegeta's hands were shaking and he reached out for Bulma and pulled her close to him. He did love her and their son, but his pride was in the way. In the back of his mind he was fighting with his Pride.
A/U:
~ Pride talking ~
* Vegeta thinking *
~You dumbass. Don't let a mere weakling whore stop you from your goal. Care for your demisaiyan son and train him to be worth something. Only think of the woman as a good lay~
*No I can't I DO love her. I have never enjoyed the best things in life due to my Pride. I now have a chance to be with someone and love them. I must change my ways for Bulma and our son.*
~Now you listen here....~
*No now you listen here! I won't let my Princess, My Queen slip away from me.*
~You fool. Go ahead. Become a weakling and let Kakarotto and the boy from the future surpass you.~
With that Vegeta swallowed his pride and kissed Bulma on the forhead and whispered something in her ear.
"Demu gla moto ehu tra ha kara. Ju tala lus grata kay jea. *Pause* Zin wek gri oy."
"Vegeta... *sniff* what does that mean? Is it your native language?"
"Yes it is. The first thing I said was --I am the Master. I'm bonded with you. I'm in control of loving you and mentoring you.--" Vegeta said
"What was the other part?" Bulma asked curiously.
"You'll find out in time? My sweet Queen."
"Oh come on. Tell me what it means. Please" Bulma pleaded.
Vegeta and Bulma conversed all night. He still refused to tell her what the other statement meant. Do you know what it means?.
~ Fin ~
That's it. I hope you liked it. I'll probably come out with an epilogue. Tell me if you want to see a sequel with Vegeta , Bulma , and Trunks. Review and read my other stories. I'd apreciate it greatly. Ja ne' :P
Chapter 8
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z nor the characters blah blah blah yakety shmakety...
Super Woman... stays home?
The onna tossed and turned all night long , strong arms retrained her from falling off th bed , she slowly got up to face the troubles of every day as the sun was peeking through the curtains.
"Damn light!" Bulma said covering the sheets over her.
Bulma tried to get up but something was holding her back.
"Bulma....hold could you? Did you really want to do this and with Vegeta? What will become of both of your's realtionship? Will he actually show afection? Nah! But ooooh! He's wonderul under the sheets." she thought
As Bulma pleasently floated back down to her bed and the warmth of Vegeta's chest, Vegeta was debating with his mind aswell.
"You fucking baka. So you haven't had a woman in a while..... that doesn't mean to screw the first thing in front of you. But damn..... she was so tight. She's the onna of my dreams. She's smart , beautiful , and strong. She is so much like a saiyajin." he thought.
For some reason Vegeta pulled Bulma closer to him. She gasped wih curiosity. He just looked down at her and met her gaze. This moment of happiness seemed like it would last forever.
*BEEEEEP*
*BEEEEEP*
*BEEEEEP*
*KNOCK*KNOCK*
The alarm clock flew off with an ear aching alarm , and Bulma's mother was knocking at her door.
"BULMA! Hurry up dear. It's ten o clock. Have you seen Vegeta? Alot of people have been calling for you all day. Your food is getting cold." Mrs. Briefs said.
"U-um I'm not feeling so good. I had a "rough night" sleeping."
"Bulma gave a Vegeta smirk and rolled over and her Prince smirked at her with happiness. Mrs. Briefs chirped away leaving the coule to collect their thoughts.
"Woman I have to go train." Vegeta yelled.
"But why. Don't you want to discuss what we're gonna do." Bulma pleaded.
"What's there to discuss?"
"We have to discuss if we have a further relationship." Bulma cried.
"Stop your crying. It's getting on my nerves".
Vegeta then up and left leaving Bulma on the bed crying her eyes out.
3 weeks later.......
Bulma and Vegeta avoided each other on Purpose. Fearing what the other may say. Bulma had grown sick and didn't seem to know what the problem was. She relieved some stress by training an hour a day. Vegeta slept , ate , and did everything in the Gravity machine. The one day Bulma went to the doctors and came back with devastating news. She was pregnant with the Prince's son. What would she say? Would he leave? Would he not care? She was afraid to tell him. So she kept it a secret.
Bulma then stopped training all together, for the baby's sake. Vegeta stopped his training earlier so he could eat , take a shower and spy on Bulma. He went to her Gravity Romm and peered in only to see dakness. *This would be the time that she would be training. Where is she?* Vegeta thought. He then explored the Capsule Corporation home and came across Bulma lying on her bed in a deep slumber. Vegeta observed her every toss and turn in amazement and explored her body.
He loved to see her this way, asleep and quiet. Then suddenly he felt more than one ki in the room and he wondered what it was. He went by her balcony, thinking that there was someone intruding. He then realized that the closer he approached Bulma the more he felt more than one ki radiate. He then sat upon her bed , sat next to her and placed his hand on her forhead. He drove his forhead from her forehead to her nose to her neck to her chest then suddenly to her stomach.
Vegeta stopped in shock as he felt the little baby kick. *No! This can't be. She can't be pregnant. I didn't kow this species could bare children inside of them. What freaks they are. But how come I feel so bad? Is it because she didn't tell me?* Vegeta thought. With out even realizing his own strength, Vegeta shook Bulma awake. Very roughly.
"Huh? What's going on?" Bulma grogily asked.
"Damn you woman. Why didn't you tell me that you wear to bear my child?" Vegeta roared.
"I-I didn't think you cared. I thought that if you didn't care about me that you wouldn't care about your
son." Bulma sadly stated.
A tear ran down her face. The shadows of the night made the tear shimmer in the darkness of her room. For some reason Vegeta's hands were shaking and he reached out for Bulma and pulled her close to him. He did love her and their son, but his pride was in the way. In the back of his mind he was fighting with his Pride.
A/U:
~ Pride talking ~
* Vegeta thinking *
~You dumbass. Don't let a mere weakling whore stop you from your goal. Care for your demisaiyan son and train him to be worth something. Only think of the woman as a good lay~
*No I can't I DO love her. I have never enjoyed the best things in life due to my Pride. I now have a chance to be with someone and love them. I must change my ways for Bulma and our son.*
~Now you listen here....~
*No now you listen here! I won't let my Princess, My Queen slip away from me.*
~You fool. Go ahead. Become a weakling and let Kakarotto and the boy from the future surpass you.~
With that Vegeta swallowed his pride and kissed Bulma on the forhead and whispered something in her ear.
"Demu gla moto ehu tra ha kara. Ju tala lus grata kay jea. *Pause* Zin wek gri oy."
"Vegeta... *sniff* what does that mean? Is it your native language?"
"Yes it is. The first thing I said was --I am the Master. I'm bonded with you. I'm in control of loving you and mentoring you.--" Vegeta said
"What was the other part?" Bulma asked curiously.
"You'll find out in time? My sweet Queen."
"Oh come on. Tell me what it means. Please" Bulma pleaded.
Vegeta and Bulma conversed all night. He still refused to tell her what the other statement meant. Do you know what it means?.
~ Fin ~
That's it. I hope you liked it. I'll probably come out with an epilogue. Tell me if you want to see a sequel with Vegeta , Bulma , and Trunks. Review and read my other stories. I'd apreciate it greatly. Ja ne' :P