yes, here it is...part 5! aren't you all excited? i sure am! so read!
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The Island
part 5
Life on the island could not get any more boring. Bulma was laying on her back,
watching the clouds pass by as she now did everyday. Not much else to do. She glanced
over at Vegeta; meditating...as always. What was meditating? It had to be really great if
Vegeta did it all the time. Bulma rolled over onto her stomach, and put her head in her
hands; watching him. He was cross -legged and floating slightly over the sand. His arms
were crossed, and his face was set in his forever scowl. Suddenly the scowl deepened.
"Will you stop staring at me, woman?" He grumbled. Bulma's eyebrows rose in
surprise.
"How did you know I was watching you, Veggie - chan?" Vegeta's eyes opened,
and she could see his annoyance. He glared at her. Bulma smiled innocently unaware at
how much it affected Vegeta, although he would never show it.
"Because I can feel your big dumb eyes looking at me! Don't you have something
to do? Like maybe wash my clothes?" Now it was Bulma's turn to roll her eyes. She sat up
and crossed her arms, unconciously mirroring his stance.
"If I wanted to entertain myself, washing your clothes wouldn't be first on my list."
Vegeta snorted and closed his eyes, trying to go back to meditating. He tried, but couldn't
knowing those blue eyes were watching his every breath.
"What is meditating?" Bulma asked suddenly, startling Vegeta. Why did she have to
ask so many questions? Wasn't she the scientist that knew everything? He sighed.
" It's concentrating very hard on your innerstrength, and self. Something you could
never do. It helps me to fight. " He could feel Bulma's frown, and secretly smiled, betting
that she was mimicking him.
Bulma rolled her eyes, and mouthed the prince's words. What a stuck up monkey!
She wondered if any girls had ever liked a prince such as this. Who would want to sleep
with a guy that's always complaining, and bitching? She certainly wouldn't....right...she sure
wouldn't. Even as she thought this she felt a pang of jealousy thinking of Vegeta with
another women.
" Have you slept with many people?" She asked before she could stop herself.
Vegeta's eyes popped open, and he fell onto the sand; landing face first. He sat up
sputtering, and coughing.
"What did you just say?!" Bulma shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. She tugged on
a strand of hair, and looked up at Vegeta.
" I was just wondering how many women you've slept with." His eyes widened
again, but he seemed to be calming down. She hadn't meant for this to be such a big
deal...it was just a little question, right?
Why did she want to know THAT? What would even make her think of him like \
that? Suddenly a smug grin appeared on his face. So this little woman liked him a lot more
than he had thought. Well, then he'd just have to play along.
"If I answer that question, you have to answer it too." At that, Bulma's eyes grew
big and she shook her head.
" Then I withdrawal my question....never mind. Forget that I ever asked." Vegeta
shook his finger at her. His smirk teasing. Bulma bit her bottom lip. She had never figured
that he would ever be interested in her own sex life. She assumed he only thought about
himself. Or maybe this was just another ploy to be cruel.
" You already asked, you can't withdrawal. You can't just ask and expect me to
forget it." Bulma sighed, giving in. She waved her hand, signaling she wanted to hear his
answer.
" I have slept with quite a few women. Being the prince of a planet has its...."
Vegeta paused. " perks...Woman practically threw themselves at me. I slept with many
women without even knowing their names." Bulma glared angrily. " I know, it was horrible
of me to do so. I took advantage of them, but I was still a young man, and knew nothing
but of my own hunger and pleasure. I don't even feel very much remorse about it, it was
fun for me, and they got what they wanted. " He paused again, seeing Bulma rolling her
eyes.
" You speak like it was privilege for them." Vegeta smirked again.
"It was. But now, I would never do that. It is in my Saiya-jin blood to have a mate
at this time. A mate is for life. " Bulma didn't look convinced. She scooted closer in the
warm sand next to Vegeta.
" You mean, for life? Like, forever?" She asked curiously. He smirked again
looking down at the small woman hugging her legs. She really did remind him of a child
sometimes. It was rather endearing.
"Yes, forever. You ask really moronic questions, woman." Bulma frowned at him;
smacking his leg.
" It's not moronic, monkey! I just find it hard to believe that you would want a mate
for life, after you've slept with so many women." She said emphasizing many. Vegeta
rolled his eyes at her.
"It is part of my heritage to have a mate for life, it's called bonding. Every Saiya- jin
does it."
"What's bonding?" Bulma asked tilting her head to the side. Vegeta watched the
sun filter through her hair, her aqua highlights shining. She really was beautiful when she
wasn't screaming. Vegeta sighed.
"When two Saiya-jins fall in love they bond. To bond, the male bites the female's
neck. This binds the two together forever in body and spirit. It's supposed to be a very
powerful force. The sensations during bonding are told to be unlike anything else that can
be felt." He had been looking out at the ocean, and glanced down to see Bulma staring
dreamily at him.
"Wow. That's so amazing. And you never leave that person for the rest of your
life?" Vegeta shook his head.
"Never." It was now Bulma's turn to stare off into the depths of the ocean. What
would that be like? To have a man that would never leave you, that was almost like...a part
of you. It certainly would have solved her a lot of heartbreak. Bulma felt a nudge at her
side, she looked over at Vegeta. He scowled at her expectantly. He wasn't going to pour his
thoughts out to her, and have nothing in return.
"It's your turn." He reminded her. Bulma sighed, and glared down at the sand.
"I have only slept with one man. He was my first lover, and also my first romance,"
she took a minute to regain composure. She gulped down the lump forming in her throat. "
I remember how special it was. He took me to the beach..much like this beach. We had a
picnic, and candles. It was really beautiful...and there on the sand, I gave myself to him.
After that night, everything went sort of sour. He had what he wanted. On nights we
would have dates, he would call and tell me he was detained with work and couldn't make
it, or that he was sick. I believed him, I believed it all. I was so blind to my love that I
couldn't smell the perfume, or see the smudge of lipstick on his shirt collar. I was too in
love." Bulma stopped and put a hand over her mouth to squelch a sob. She hadn't meant
for herself to get to emotional, but she supossed it had to happen sometime. She had never
told anyone of how she felt, she had buried herself in her work. All the while she
pretended like it didn't matter, only now when she was trapped on a island with a grouchy
monkey could she see. " One night, I was very depressed, because he had called to say that
he was sick. I couldn't stand not being near him, so I decided to go to his apartment, to
check on him. I even made him some soup, in hopes of making him feel better. As I stood
outside the door, I could hear sounds coming from inside. They were not the sounds, of
one person being sick and laying in bed, barely strong enough to hold the phone to his
ear." She finally looked up at Vegeta. His look was of something Bulma never thought she
would see, it was of caring, and pain...for her. "You can probably imagine what those
sounds were....anyway, I barged in, yelling and screaming. I caught the both of
them....sweat running down their bodies, tangled in the sheets. The sheets that I had gone
with him to buy. I took the soup and dumped it over them. I told him that I never wanted
to see his face again, and that we were over. Of course, there were no arguments from
him. What could he say? That it was a mistake? That they had tripped and fallen into bed
without their clothes on?" She laughed bitterly. "And that was the end of that. Is that what
you wanted to hear, Vegeta?" Bulma gasped when she felt his cool palm running along
her cheek. He tipped her head up, so that she could see his eyes.
"You were treated more cruelly than I could have ever treated those women. There
were no lies about my relationships. A real man would never be so hurtful to a woman, so
beautiful and intelligent as you." Leaning over, he kissed her softly, gently as if she might
shatter at his touch. Pulling back he brushed her hair away from her face. Bulma was too
shocked to say anything. What had just happened?
"Sharing is over." He said abruptly, and walked away into the darkness. Watching
his retreating form, Bulma reached up and felt her lips. They were still tingling.
Vegeta stomped throught the forest, trying to escape what he had just done. Now
everything would be different. He didn't want to give in to this weakness, the feeling his
heart did everytime she was around him. Stopping, he brought up his hand to touch his
lips. He could feel hers there, inviting him to fall into her warmth. Shaking his head, he sat
down beside a tree. What have you gotten yourself into, he asked himself.
end of part 5! yay! see, i told you some romance would be coming soon! and thanks to everyone for all the awesome reviews, that means a lot to me! you guys are what keep me writing! read on!
~*~hallokitty~*~
disclaimer: lalalalallaa.....funimation....laalallaa they own them...dbz rocks!
The Island
part 5
Life on the island could not get any more boring. Bulma was laying on her back,
watching the clouds pass by as she now did everyday. Not much else to do. She glanced
over at Vegeta; meditating...as always. What was meditating? It had to be really great if
Vegeta did it all the time. Bulma rolled over onto her stomach, and put her head in her
hands; watching him. He was cross -legged and floating slightly over the sand. His arms
were crossed, and his face was set in his forever scowl. Suddenly the scowl deepened.
"Will you stop staring at me, woman?" He grumbled. Bulma's eyebrows rose in
surprise.
"How did you know I was watching you, Veggie - chan?" Vegeta's eyes opened,
and she could see his annoyance. He glared at her. Bulma smiled innocently unaware at
how much it affected Vegeta, although he would never show it.
"Because I can feel your big dumb eyes looking at me! Don't you have something
to do? Like maybe wash my clothes?" Now it was Bulma's turn to roll her eyes. She sat up
and crossed her arms, unconciously mirroring his stance.
"If I wanted to entertain myself, washing your clothes wouldn't be first on my list."
Vegeta snorted and closed his eyes, trying to go back to meditating. He tried, but couldn't
knowing those blue eyes were watching his every breath.
"What is meditating?" Bulma asked suddenly, startling Vegeta. Why did she have to
ask so many questions? Wasn't she the scientist that knew everything? He sighed.
" It's concentrating very hard on your innerstrength, and self. Something you could
never do. It helps me to fight. " He could feel Bulma's frown, and secretly smiled, betting
that she was mimicking him.
Bulma rolled her eyes, and mouthed the prince's words. What a stuck up monkey!
She wondered if any girls had ever liked a prince such as this. Who would want to sleep
with a guy that's always complaining, and bitching? She certainly wouldn't....right...she sure
wouldn't. Even as she thought this she felt a pang of jealousy thinking of Vegeta with
another women.
" Have you slept with many people?" She asked before she could stop herself.
Vegeta's eyes popped open, and he fell onto the sand; landing face first. He sat up
sputtering, and coughing.
"What did you just say?!" Bulma shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. She tugged on
a strand of hair, and looked up at Vegeta.
" I was just wondering how many women you've slept with." His eyes widened
again, but he seemed to be calming down. She hadn't meant for this to be such a big
deal...it was just a little question, right?
Why did she want to know THAT? What would even make her think of him like \
that? Suddenly a smug grin appeared on his face. So this little woman liked him a lot more
than he had thought. Well, then he'd just have to play along.
"If I answer that question, you have to answer it too." At that, Bulma's eyes grew
big and she shook her head.
" Then I withdrawal my question....never mind. Forget that I ever asked." Vegeta
shook his finger at her. His smirk teasing. Bulma bit her bottom lip. She had never figured
that he would ever be interested in her own sex life. She assumed he only thought about
himself. Or maybe this was just another ploy to be cruel.
" You already asked, you can't withdrawal. You can't just ask and expect me to
forget it." Bulma sighed, giving in. She waved her hand, signaling she wanted to hear his
answer.
" I have slept with quite a few women. Being the prince of a planet has its...."
Vegeta paused. " perks...Woman practically threw themselves at me. I slept with many
women without even knowing their names." Bulma glared angrily. " I know, it was horrible
of me to do so. I took advantage of them, but I was still a young man, and knew nothing
but of my own hunger and pleasure. I don't even feel very much remorse about it, it was
fun for me, and they got what they wanted. " He paused again, seeing Bulma rolling her
eyes.
" You speak like it was privilege for them." Vegeta smirked again.
"It was. But now, I would never do that. It is in my Saiya-jin blood to have a mate
at this time. A mate is for life. " Bulma didn't look convinced. She scooted closer in the
warm sand next to Vegeta.
" You mean, for life? Like, forever?" She asked curiously. He smirked again
looking down at the small woman hugging her legs. She really did remind him of a child
sometimes. It was rather endearing.
"Yes, forever. You ask really moronic questions, woman." Bulma frowned at him;
smacking his leg.
" It's not moronic, monkey! I just find it hard to believe that you would want a mate
for life, after you've slept with so many women." She said emphasizing many. Vegeta
rolled his eyes at her.
"It is part of my heritage to have a mate for life, it's called bonding. Every Saiya- jin
does it."
"What's bonding?" Bulma asked tilting her head to the side. Vegeta watched the
sun filter through her hair, her aqua highlights shining. She really was beautiful when she
wasn't screaming. Vegeta sighed.
"When two Saiya-jins fall in love they bond. To bond, the male bites the female's
neck. This binds the two together forever in body and spirit. It's supposed to be a very
powerful force. The sensations during bonding are told to be unlike anything else that can
be felt." He had been looking out at the ocean, and glanced down to see Bulma staring
dreamily at him.
"Wow. That's so amazing. And you never leave that person for the rest of your
life?" Vegeta shook his head.
"Never." It was now Bulma's turn to stare off into the depths of the ocean. What
would that be like? To have a man that would never leave you, that was almost like...a part
of you. It certainly would have solved her a lot of heartbreak. Bulma felt a nudge at her
side, she looked over at Vegeta. He scowled at her expectantly. He wasn't going to pour his
thoughts out to her, and have nothing in return.
"It's your turn." He reminded her. Bulma sighed, and glared down at the sand.
"I have only slept with one man. He was my first lover, and also my first romance,"
she took a minute to regain composure. She gulped down the lump forming in her throat. "
I remember how special it was. He took me to the beach..much like this beach. We had a
picnic, and candles. It was really beautiful...and there on the sand, I gave myself to him.
After that night, everything went sort of sour. He had what he wanted. On nights we
would have dates, he would call and tell me he was detained with work and couldn't make
it, or that he was sick. I believed him, I believed it all. I was so blind to my love that I
couldn't smell the perfume, or see the smudge of lipstick on his shirt collar. I was too in
love." Bulma stopped and put a hand over her mouth to squelch a sob. She hadn't meant
for herself to get to emotional, but she supossed it had to happen sometime. She had never
told anyone of how she felt, she had buried herself in her work. All the while she
pretended like it didn't matter, only now when she was trapped on a island with a grouchy
monkey could she see. " One night, I was very depressed, because he had called to say that
he was sick. I couldn't stand not being near him, so I decided to go to his apartment, to
check on him. I even made him some soup, in hopes of making him feel better. As I stood
outside the door, I could hear sounds coming from inside. They were not the sounds, of
one person being sick and laying in bed, barely strong enough to hold the phone to his
ear." She finally looked up at Vegeta. His look was of something Bulma never thought she
would see, it was of caring, and pain...for her. "You can probably imagine what those
sounds were....anyway, I barged in, yelling and screaming. I caught the both of
them....sweat running down their bodies, tangled in the sheets. The sheets that I had gone
with him to buy. I took the soup and dumped it over them. I told him that I never wanted
to see his face again, and that we were over. Of course, there were no arguments from
him. What could he say? That it was a mistake? That they had tripped and fallen into bed
without their clothes on?" She laughed bitterly. "And that was the end of that. Is that what
you wanted to hear, Vegeta?" Bulma gasped when she felt his cool palm running along
her cheek. He tipped her head up, so that she could see his eyes.
"You were treated more cruelly than I could have ever treated those women. There
were no lies about my relationships. A real man would never be so hurtful to a woman, so
beautiful and intelligent as you." Leaning over, he kissed her softly, gently as if she might
shatter at his touch. Pulling back he brushed her hair away from her face. Bulma was too
shocked to say anything. What had just happened?
"Sharing is over." He said abruptly, and walked away into the darkness. Watching
his retreating form, Bulma reached up and felt her lips. They were still tingling.
Vegeta stomped throught the forest, trying to escape what he had just done. Now
everything would be different. He didn't want to give in to this weakness, the feeling his
heart did everytime she was around him. Stopping, he brought up his hand to touch his
lips. He could feel hers there, inviting him to fall into her warmth. Shaking his head, he sat
down beside a tree. What have you gotten yourself into, he asked himself.
end of part 5! yay! see, i told you some romance would be coming soon! and thanks to everyone for all the awesome reviews, that means a lot to me! you guys are what keep me writing! read on!
~*~hallokitty~*~