Chapter 10 Against All Odds

"Ve, Ve, Vegeta, is that you?" "Yeah, who else would it be? Do you normally have men flying through your window?" I got up from my bed, walking slowly towards the balcony. I approached him. His clothes were new, and he smelled clean. And, and his hair was blonde. "It, it is you. And you did it! Wow-wee, you really did it!" He grinned. "Wow...you look great as a blonde. Hey, your armor is clean and new. How long have you been here?" "Awhile. No one heard me land because of that infernal racket coming from your house. I cleaned up and decided to go off some where to test my skills. Then a young woman heading to the house informed me that it was your birthday." "Oh." I looked up at him. "Is that why you stayed?" "I guess. And I was starving." "Why didn't you come down to the party? We had tons of food." "Do I look like the partying type?" I chuckled, grabbing on to his hand. "Well, who knows Vegeta." He looked down at his hand, then at me, with a sort of stunned anger. "Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean--" "It's okay." He led me over to my bed, and we sat down. "But where have you been all this time?" "Training on any planet I could find, to the most extremes of climates. There, in the solitude of space did I find my heritage, my power. A super saiyan I am. I am truly the Prince of all Saiyans who ever lived!" I leaned against the post, amazed. I saw joy in his eyes, his pale blue eyes, something I don't think I ever saw until that moment. "I never had a doubt, Vegeta. I always hoped that your dream would come true. What a birthday. Getting to see you happy is truly a joyful experience." Silence. Silence for a long time. Vegeta powered down and returned to his normal state. "What happened? You can't stay like that?" "I get worn down if I stay like that for awhile. If I could find a way to harness that power to remain like that naturally, then I will be truly invincible." I glanced at the clock; it was approaching five o'clock. The sun was due in thirty minutes. I could already see the horizon lighting up. "Whoa, five. I am really trying to be the early bird." "Heh, go to bed, stupid, so you can cook for me in the morning." He got up. "What about you, aren't you tired?" "Of course, but I was trained as a young soldier to withstand massive hours without sleep. I am fine. Soon, I will go challenge Kakarot with my new power. What a battle that will be! Finally I will prove that I am the strongest and have my revenge!" I didn't want him to leave; I had to keep him interested. "Did you run out of fuel?" He looked down at me. "...No." "Did you need some supplies or something?" He turned away. "...No" "Were you bored?" "...No, stupid." "Then, uh, why exactly did you come back?" I had him; I cheered inside my thoughts. Admit it, you want me. "I, I was tired. I wanted to go home." Home? "Home? But I thought Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta." "He did. So I had to come here, my new home." My heart increased pace. "...Oh." "Go to sleep, now, so you can cook later on. I'm hungry, besides I'm going to go get some rest anyway." He was still so demanding as ever. I found that incredibly attracted at the moment. For the past year, people have been treating me like a celebrity, like a princess. And it took a real prince to talk to me like a normal woman, like same ol' stupid Bulma. What an ego. What a friend. I couldn't let him go, not tonight, not again. Something was telling me to hold on, lay him down with me. Maybe it was the liquor, or that fourth piece of cake. Whatever it was, I was more than a little loose. Regardless of my condition, I knew what I wanted, and I knew what I was doing.

I jumped up and blocked the doorway. "Woman, what the Hel--" "You know, you can nap here..." He raised an eyebrow and gave a suspecting grin. I pushed him back onto my bed. "Woman, what is wrong with you?" But I didn't respond. I got on top of him, thighs suffocating his rise. I giggled from the reaction. I was so enjoying it. I heard him moan as I nibbled on his ear, hands exploring his hair. He joined my passionate subsistence by massaging my back on down to my thighs. Our faces rubbed so softly against each other. Pure ecstasy. "I missed you so much." "You, you, d, don't know what you've missed yet, stu, stupid." Then, I gulped his face in my hands and kissed him. Not a normal kiss. But that I-have-been-saving-this-for-thirty-three-years kiss. The type of kiss teenagers accidentally ran into at drugged out raves and clubs, only more sanitary. The kind that you can not admit you ever experience with another person once you have felt its infatuation. I felt all of him in that kiss. It was like his aura was entering my body. I felt so hot and alive. I wanted to yell out so bad. Leisurely, Vegeta leaned back, pulling the string from my pants. He hesitated to see if I was going to say anything, if I was going to coward out like before. I remained quiet, as I undid his armor. So tough that armor was. It came loose eventually, and his spandex bodysuit was ripped off by his own doing, lifting me up with his other hand. Protection didn't enter my mind. Safe sex was not a concern at that moment. When the opportunity for me to let Vegeta in me arose, I sat down on him. I lost myself. I fell forward, grabbing on to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. . I started a gentle rock, sending zealous vibrations throughout my body. It was too much for me. I couldn't handle him. I buried my head into the cape of his neck, crying out in pain and joy. To my amazement, he was doing the same. Vegeta held on to me so tight, like he never held anyone before, like he was afraid. I felt every thrust he gave, some off, some dead on, but never disappointing. My Lord, I thought, is this what pleasure is? It felt so good; I just couldn't control my voice. I smothered my face in a near by pillow. "Do you, fe, feel me now, woman, huh?" he asked, almost stuttering. I couldn't answer, but he felt my head shake. "This is wh, what you need. Pl, pleasure like this. You ha, have been deprived for so long." Oh, that man. I just couldn't hold on anymore. It was like I was a virgin again, only this time, it actually felt good. I was crying, sobbing almost. What is this? I became frightened.

We held each other in the end, watching the sunrise. Vegeta, on his side, and I in his arms. No talking ensued, just silence. Our thoughts entertained us. I was so sleepy, but I was too afraid to close my eyes. I swore it was a dream, it had to be. My prince returned to me. This arrogant bastard actually traveled all this way back to me. Millions of light-years, probably. He was in love with me. May be not. Who knows? I wanted to ask him. Right before I opened my mouth, a reflection of the sun against Vegeta's armor on my couch hit my eyes. It had to hit his, too, so I waited for his comments. He didn't answer. All I got was a loud yawn as he drifted off to sleep, peacefully.

I missed breakfast, not to mention lunch and dinner. Hell, I missed the midnight snack. Exhausted is not the word for describing how I felt. I couldn't move. Aftershock from last night, perchance. I shifted around two the next night. I figured no one else was up, so I went to make something to eat. "Some popcorn, root beer, and some cookies sound nutritious enough," I joked as I set the microwave on thirty seconds for the popcorn. As those thirty seconds passed by, I reflected on the night before. "I held on to him so fiercely. I had to had pieced his skin from my fingernails." Sure enough, I noticed dried blood on my tips. "Why didn't he say something? It must have not hurt for him. After all, he is a super saiyan."

Ding.

Ahh, nice popcorn, with a dash of salt, butter, and Tabasco sauce. I went across the hall and into the den. There had to be something good on TV this late. We had hundreds of channels. No luck, though. Just old specials, and pornos. I just turned to some news. "I'll see some reports, then pop a movie in." Boring. I hated watching the news not unless something really, really important was the issue. Then, I guess murders, car accidents, and missing children are important. I was a selfish brat. The popcorn made me feel a tad guilty, from what I don't know. I just felt that I should be lying next to him right now, instead of watch the lottery numbers trying to forget about the night before.

"So you're awake. I thought you died or something."

"How long have you been behind me?" I asked, I little agitated. "Long enough." "You want some popcorn?" "If it didn't have on all that shit on it, yeah." I giggled. "It makes it better. Come try." Vegeta sat next to me, looking a little worn out. "What have you been doing all day?" "What I do all the time, train." I gestured. "Oh yeah, right. So predictable." He grabbed a handful of popcorn, pieces falling out of his grip, shoving it all in his mouth. What an appetite, I thought, just like Goku. So regal and handsome. He stared straight the TV, not at the bowl or me at all. Was he trying not to? Was he ignoring me? Or did he not care about yesterday? "What time did you get out of bed, Vegeta?" He stopped chewing absurdly. Did I get him? "I awoke after you pushed me out of bed." "Huh?" "You pushed me out of bed, stupid." Opps. "Really, I'm sorry." "Don't be. I'm glad you did. I couldn't believe I was actually lying next to someone like you." "What?!" He lowered his head, grinning. "Heh, was I better than that loser you love was? I know I was. All skill, like a battle. You couldn't even handle me. That's what you get for being so weak. You let men take so much advantage of you; it gets to the point that you just give yourself to them. I guess this is the beginning stage of you turning into a slut. Stupid."

"...Go away." He laughed, very loudly, very annoyingly. "Go away? You want me to go now, but what about last night? You practically begged me to stay. Make up your mind woman. I'm here now. Take me." Vegeta knocked the popcorn bowl off the couch and scooted toward me. "C'mon, your devil of a prince isn't good enough for you now? No kisses?" I kept my head down, as a tear rolled down my eye. "Typical of weakling earthlings, crying. What a pathetic woman you are. I can't believe I wasted my time with you last night. But I must admit, here I am, back for more. So let's stop wasting time." He's right, I did act pretty sluttish last night. But he had no right going off on me the way he was. Vegeta made his move, seizing my waste, pulling me forward. I tried to break away, but he had a hard hold on me. His lips pressed against mine very severely, even though my mouth wasn't open. I was twitching, trying to get away. I started digging my nails into his arms. He wouldn't budge. He just laid me back then; lips still on mine, tongue pushing its way into my mouth. I broke away from his mouth. "Let go of me, Vegeta! Please!" No response. "You god-damned bastard! Let go of me! Leave me alone!" No budging. This isn't happening to me; I deliberated in my head. No, I know he's cold hearted, but he wouldn't rape me, would he? Calming down, I placed both of my hands on his face. "Now that's more like it, woman." I scratched him all of my might, drawing blood. He yelled out in pain and I found an opportunity to escape.

I made a mistake. I should never try to love a killer like him. There's no love in his heart. I stood at my balcony, too cold, too ashamed to cry. Why am I so vulnerable? I stood there, shivering cold with a robe on. I was grieving, and confused. Did he actually try to rape me? Did I ask for it? What is all this? Am I even awake? Could it just be a nightmare, and when I wake up, I'll be in his arms? Yeah. And if that's the case, I can fly away and forget my problems. Good enough to try. I was delirious, bewildered and delusional. I dreadfully climbed onto the railing, and turned myself around, facing my bedroom. I'm an angel, right? That means I can fly for sure... I closed my puffy eyes...took a deep breath...and fell.

I awoke in Vegeta's old room, which turned into a guestroom when he first left. But I didn't recognize the surroundings. I shot up. "Where am I?" "In heaven." Vegeta sat in a chair in the corner of the room. I couldn't make him out too clearly, but his voice was familiar. "What happened? Why am I lying here? I don't remember a thing." "For some pathetic reason, you thought you knew how to fly and fell out your own window." I pulled the sheets back and got up, walking around the room. "You saved me? Wow, thanks." "No need for--" "But let me, Vegeta. Just for once let me show gratitude. Just for once let's try to be real. Did you think I liked it when you were all over me? I had so much hope for you. Now I know that it's impossible to change a man like you. Then again, if we were meant to be together, then I wouldn't have to." "Hmmp. That's right. You can't change me." I advanced toward him in the darkness and got on my knees. I rested my arms on his legs. "If that's the case then, Vegeta, I'll leave you alone if that's what you want. But let me tell you how I feel first." I felt him peering on me. "You and me, I thought we were something special. For years, I have had dreams of you. I thought it was attraction, or just curiosity. Yet, after time, they became stronger, more realistic. I swore you were having the same, wherever you were. Vegeta, I thought we were meant to be. Simply put, I'm falling for you. I have no other interest of men in my life but you. I have no other desires but you. I don't know how strongly engaged I am in you, but I know that I can't turn back on how I feel now." I used his legs to balance myself getting up. Slowly, I leaned toward him and gave him a hug, rubbing my face against his. "I'll let you be. I guess we are meant to be in my dreams alone." And I departed. I walked slowly out, hoping he would stop me, but he didn't. I headed to my room, and got into bed. What a fool I am.