PART TWO
I lay silent in our bed, I pretend to sleep and I know that I've fooled you this time. I can usually never fool you, but you seem so deep in thought, your gaze is intense on me.
What Vegeta? What is irking you?
I want to roll over and hug you, and then have you pour out all your thoughts, but I know that would never work. You never were very good at sharing your feelings, thoughts or dreams.
But I still love you.
You're my Prince.
My Knight is Shining Saiyan Armor.
My soulmate.
I sigh softly, as I think about our life together. It seems such a long time ago that you were a cold hearted murderer, in fact it seems like a difference person, a different life. Does that bother you?
It's so odd to think that we, the two most stubborn people on this planet ended up loving each other. Kami knows, neither one of us wanted to admit it.
How we would sit there and endlessly aruge over anything we could. Over your bad manners, my bad attitude, your short temper, my short temper, and hundreds of other things.
But then when Yamcha cheated on me, you were there in a second. A shoulder to cry on. And then things slowly fell into place.
You've changed, Vegeta. Wheter you want to admit it or not. You care about our children, though you try to hide it. And you even think of 'Kakarott' as a friend, I know. You may be able to mask your feelings from everyone, but you can never hide them from me, just as you read me as an open book.
Slowly you get off the bed.
Where are you going Vegeta?
You head across the hall to Bra's nursery, and I hear crys silented. You aren't yelling. What are you up to Vegeta?
I slip slowly out of our bed, and walk across the hall, where I see you holding the baby gently.
You don't turn, but you know I'm here.
"Vegeta...?"
"Bra was crying." you answer me.
I stare and blink at you for a moment, astounded.
"Bra...?"
"That's her name isn't it?" you answer me curtly.
"Well yes, but that's the first time you haven't called her 'brat' or 'child.'" I answer.
Suddenly you're right by me, holding me tightly, but still being wary of Bra. I ponder for a moment, what could have cause this reaction in you, but then just hold you back. Not caring. I want this moment to last forever.
"Vegeta.." I whisper your name.
"Don't say anything Bulma." he replies, as my chin is lifted.
You called me Bulma!? Not woman, but Bulma!
"What's happened to you Vegeta?" I ask catiously, staring into two deep dark eyes.
"I don't know... What is that has captured me so about you Bulma?"
I realize that you know you've changed too.
I love you my Prince.
My Prince Vegeta.
THE END.
Author's Note: Yeah! Second Part! Not sure if it came out as good as the first part, but after reading all the reviews it gave me a little encouragement boost! Please review the second part and/or whole story, k? Or email me at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com
