Well, the end has finally come...now, now stop your crying. Don't worry. I'll have more fics! I'll be putting my first ever V/B fic up soon. It's called "A Fighting Passion." So, please read it.
disclaimer: you've heard it all before.
The Island
epilogue
A year later......
Bulma struggled to keep hold of the wriggling baby in her arms, as she was
cooking.
"Now, Trunks don't you want your mommy to finish making your daddy's food?
Daddy will be angry, and we don't want that do we?" She asked stopping to hold up her
child. Trunks giggled and clapped his hands. "No we don't." she crooned.
"Woman! Where's my food?!" growled an irritated Saiya-jin. He walked into the
kitchen to see Bulma with his child, both of them giggling. He stopped to watch this
moment. Although he would never admit it, he thanked Kami for his beautiful mate, and
his strong boy. She glanced over at Vegeta and grinned, holding Trunks close to her.
"There's your grumpy daddy, Trunks." Vegeta rolled his eyes and came over to
what she was cooking to take a taste. Putting his finger in his mouth, he frowned.
" This is disgusting, woman." Now it was Bulma's turn to roll her eyes.
"Then don't eat it, Vegeta. We both know you can cook for yourself." Vegeta's
eyes narrowed, and she could tell that he was going to go on another lecture about
"respect."
"Woman! It is your job to make me food, because that is the proper respect that
you must show to a Saiya-jin prince! Do you not know how to please your mate?!" He
growled angrily. Bulma winked and pursed her lips.
"I think we also know the answer to the that too, Veggie-chan!" She said in a low
voice. Vegeta did not know how to respond to that, so he just turned and left. She was
right, damnit. He glanced back at the kitchen. Vegeta would have to wait until the brat was
put to bed and they could be alone. He hated when Bulma would do that to him. She was
just asking for trouble. A smirk formed on the Prince's face as he went to his training
room. Yes, she was asking for trouble.
Bulma stepped into the shower after making sure Trunks was put to bed, and was
sleeping soundly. Closing her eyes, she let the warm spray carress her tired muscles and
she started to relax. Suddenly, she shrieked when she felt a hand on her shoulder and she
was pushed into the shower wall. Bulma let out her breath when she realized it was only
Vegeta.
"What did I tell you about stalking me, Vegeta? You know that scares me half to
death!" She scolded. Vegeta grinned before kissing her passionately.
"mmmmm." Bulma moaned into his mouth. After all the kisses she had received
from him, they still made her melt. Vegeta tore his mouth from hers and moved down to
her bonding mark, which he licked; remembering the night he had given it to her. The
rumors Vegeta had heard were true, and "incredible" wasn't even close to the word he
would use.
"You still look as beautiful as the day I found you bathing." He whispered kissing
her shoulders. Bulma's hands held on to Vegeta's head in an effort to keep him near her.
"You'll always be my little monkey." She said reaching out and grabbing the
swaying tail. Both stopped to stare into each other's eyes.
"Why don't we go on a vacation?" Vegeta asked. Bulma nodded enthusiastically.
"A cruise would be beautiful."
"To an island!" The both exclaimed. Bulma nodded.
"I'll make preparations right away." Vegeta pushed her tighter to the wall, and
kissed her again.
"You still have to prove that point you made earlier, woman."
The End
and then they had dirty raunchy sex! yay! okay, okay so i didn't write that in, but you can imagine. i suck at lemons...so write your own, dude. ::imagines vegeta in nothing but a shower curtain.:: ehhhhheeeehhehe ::nose bleeds::
hallokitty ^@_@^ ----still imagining vegeta
disclaimer: you've heard it all before.
The Island
epilogue
A year later......
Bulma struggled to keep hold of the wriggling baby in her arms, as she was
cooking.
"Now, Trunks don't you want your mommy to finish making your daddy's food?
Daddy will be angry, and we don't want that do we?" She asked stopping to hold up her
child. Trunks giggled and clapped his hands. "No we don't." she crooned.
"Woman! Where's my food?!" growled an irritated Saiya-jin. He walked into the
kitchen to see Bulma with his child, both of them giggling. He stopped to watch this
moment. Although he would never admit it, he thanked Kami for his beautiful mate, and
his strong boy. She glanced over at Vegeta and grinned, holding Trunks close to her.
"There's your grumpy daddy, Trunks." Vegeta rolled his eyes and came over to
what she was cooking to take a taste. Putting his finger in his mouth, he frowned.
" This is disgusting, woman." Now it was Bulma's turn to roll her eyes.
"Then don't eat it, Vegeta. We both know you can cook for yourself." Vegeta's
eyes narrowed, and she could tell that he was going to go on another lecture about
"respect."
"Woman! It is your job to make me food, because that is the proper respect that
you must show to a Saiya-jin prince! Do you not know how to please your mate?!" He
growled angrily. Bulma winked and pursed her lips.
"I think we also know the answer to the that too, Veggie-chan!" She said in a low
voice. Vegeta did not know how to respond to that, so he just turned and left. She was
right, damnit. He glanced back at the kitchen. Vegeta would have to wait until the brat was
put to bed and they could be alone. He hated when Bulma would do that to him. She was
just asking for trouble. A smirk formed on the Prince's face as he went to his training
room. Yes, she was asking for trouble.
Bulma stepped into the shower after making sure Trunks was put to bed, and was
sleeping soundly. Closing her eyes, she let the warm spray carress her tired muscles and
she started to relax. Suddenly, she shrieked when she felt a hand on her shoulder and she
was pushed into the shower wall. Bulma let out her breath when she realized it was only
Vegeta.
"What did I tell you about stalking me, Vegeta? You know that scares me half to
death!" She scolded. Vegeta grinned before kissing her passionately.
"mmmmm." Bulma moaned into his mouth. After all the kisses she had received
from him, they still made her melt. Vegeta tore his mouth from hers and moved down to
her bonding mark, which he licked; remembering the night he had given it to her. The
rumors Vegeta had heard were true, and "incredible" wasn't even close to the word he
would use.
"You still look as beautiful as the day I found you bathing." He whispered kissing
her shoulders. Bulma's hands held on to Vegeta's head in an effort to keep him near her.
"You'll always be my little monkey." She said reaching out and grabbing the
swaying tail. Both stopped to stare into each other's eyes.
"Why don't we go on a vacation?" Vegeta asked. Bulma nodded enthusiastically.
"A cruise would be beautiful."
"To an island!" The both exclaimed. Bulma nodded.
"I'll make preparations right away." Vegeta pushed her tighter to the wall, and
kissed her again.
"You still have to prove that point you made earlier, woman."
The End
and then they had dirty raunchy sex! yay! okay, okay so i didn't write that in, but you can imagine. i suck at lemons...so write your own, dude. ::imagines vegeta in nothing but a shower curtain.:: ehhhhheeeehhehe ::nose bleeds::
hallokitty ^@_@^ ----still imagining vegeta