Disclamer: I don't own DBZ!!! (What a surprise, huh?)
AN: Soryyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! I'm a bad, bad person... *sob*.I'm posting this so late... Shame on me... :_(
Anywayz, I was wondering about where to end this fic, and I must say that it'll be soon. Not now, but soon. I didn't intend to write a biiiiiig epic, just a 10-15 chp. story. You know, even my best friends say that I'm totally insane that I accualy enjoy writing... ;b Like I care!
Oh, and one thing. Maybe there is little romance in this story, but I just didn't want Bulma to jump on Vegeta in one of the first chapters. AND I didn't want her to be all over him when he doesn't give a damn about her. It's just not right, isn't it?
No more blabbing! Finally on with the story!
Chapter 10
1945 AD (still)
It seemed to last... forever... And the weirdest thing that neither wanted to stop. But humans (and Sayia-jins) cannot last long without breath, so finally, they pulled away.
Vegeta glanced at Bulma, waiting for her outburst. But she looked more ciourious than mad and her eyes were softer than usual.
- So...? – she asked
- So what? – he whispered back.
- That... meant something?
For a moment he was deep in thoughts „If I tell her that it meant something, she'll reject me. If I tell her that it didn't mean a thing I won't have a chance of getting her. Or will I...?"
- Nothing, Woman. – he decided. He was amazed that she looked sad for a moment, but then regained her composture and bravely looked into his eyes.
- It's good for me. So... we just pretend that it didn't happen?
- That's right, Onna. Your brain really wokrs! – he added ironickly, but Bulma didn't notice it. She was thinking about...
- Why did you do it? – she asked suddenly
- Huh?
- Why did you kiss me? I thought you had perfect self-control... – that was bothering her since the first moment their lips touched.
- It has nothing to do with my self-control, Woman – he tried to sound convincing, but appearently, she didn't belive him. „Can I just tell her „I want you"?!? Noo... that's the worst thing I could have..."
- Vegeta, speak the truth. You once said that you don't like people who are not true. And I also thought you were brave. Only someone brave can really to talk about feelings...
- I do not have feelings, how many times do I have to tell you?! The case is over, nothing happened, just FORGET! – he shouted angrily, but he was punching himself mentally for saying that.
- 'K, as you wish, Vegeta-sama. – and all of a sudden she kissed him once again. „What the hell?!?! Why is she kissing me... What she's trying to pull?"
Bulma stopped, looked at his stunned expression and chulked
- Liked that? – he nodded, but then immediatley snapped back to reality
- WOMAN!
- What?
- Who gave you the permission to...
- Who gave me? You yourself! You think you can give me the best kiss of my life and than say „It was nothing", you asshole!?!? – then the realizatoin of what she was saying hit her and she went silent. – Let's just go home...
She pushed our famous red button and they both dissapeared.
A.D. 1977
- Now, where are we this time? – Vegeta was starting to get a little bored by all this. Suddenly a small psyhodelic-painted bus raced a few centimeters from his foot. It stopped and a man in strange clothes hopped out.
- Hay, brother, everything all right? – he asked and looked at them goofily.
- Yeah... Like one of those pathetic „cars" of yours could harm me...
- Vegeta, shut up... – Bulma muttered
- Hay, hay, people! Peace, love and rock'n'roll! Don't argue! That's not the way to achieve nirvana! – the stranger smiled and showed then the „V" sign.
- Veggie...
- Don't..
- Start. Yeah, I know. But I think I know when are we.
- Yeah? So when?
- In... In the 70's.... – she giggled. The thought of Vegeta as a hippis was just unbearable for her. She bursted into uncontrolled laughter.
-WHAT. THE. HELL IS. WRONG. WITH. YOU!!! What's so funny?!? – the Sayia-jin had a bad feeling that Bulma Was laughing at him. This time he was right.
- N... nothing... It's just... It's just that... – and she started again.After about 10 minutes of rolling on the ground she calmed a little and noticed that Vegeta and the Hipp were staring at her.
- W...what...? – she choked out, and got up.
- Nothing. – both of then anwsered in the same time, still looking at her strangely.
- So. – she said and streached – What are we going to do?
- I don't know. It's your buisness. – Vegeta crossed his arms and smirked – Or do you need my help, Onna?
- I don't want anything from you! – she snapped, turned around and crossed her arms. – Asshole. Hmpf.
- You wanna lift?
- Sure, but first tell us... ME what's your name. – Bulma smirked.
- Why not „us"?
- Huh, nevermind. Now, what's your name?
- The Child of the Sun.
- ???
- Nah, I'm John. But I'd like to be The Child of the Sun.
- Oh, I see. So... Where do you live?
- We live in a small house near Los Angeles.
- Oh, That's nice. But I think that Los Angeles is far away from here... – but then John pionted at the big sign HOLLYWOOD right above them. – Oh, cool
When they finally arrived at the place, Bulma was very glad that their „trip" was over, 'cause Vegeta was complaining all the time. Of course, she knew that he was doing it only to piss her off. She was sure that he's been in worse places in his life.
The „little house" of whitch John spoke about, was nothing less than an old, ruined cottage. Outside of the house, there was a small 2-person tent. Hens were all around, sckratching the ground.
John shouted „PEACE!" and suddenly they were surrounded by 15 (not counting children) or so strange people in even stranger clothes. Women dragged Bulma with them, and men took care of Vegeta.
She was led to a small room with a single shower in it. She looked at it sceptically and raisee an eyebrow
- Sorry, but what it is?
- Oh, this is our bathroom. We thought that you'd like to refresh before our meal. – one of the women whispered. – If you want, someone may stay with you and show you how the shower works.
Bulma nodded. One woman called Tina stayed with her and smiled when the others left.
- So, what do you need? – she asked happily
- I need a few anwsers and an information, like how to make that shower work.
- What do you want to know?
- Why did this woman that speek with me was so quiet?
- I think that she's the closest person to nirvana that I've ever met. She's an authority to us, you know.
Oh... So, now with this shower...
„They're insane..." That was Vegetas conclusion when he met all of their men. He ate some food, but, strangely, he tried to stop himself, remembering what Bulma said... „Wait, why I am obeying this baka? No, let's get this straight. She's NOT a baka, and she's RIGHT. I'm just a Sayia-jin no Oui, a Prince without a planet, people.. And this once proud Prince has fallen hoplessly for a woman that hated him... This is ridiculus..." he sighned and put his his head in his hands.
- Brother, what's wrong? – John asked. Vegeta got used to this whole „love, peace, rock'n'roll, brother, sister etc." thing. And he decided to do what he'd NEVER EVER do, when he'd not be in love. A propos, when he admitted it to himself, he felt better. A lot better.
- I need a advice. – he finally choced out.
- Yes?
- I... I have... feelings – this word was particulary hard to say – for one Woman. And I don't think she knows that... And...Fuck, I WANT her to know, but I don't know how to say that... hell... I don't think that she feels something for me and... Damn it! Idon'tknowhowtotellherthatI'minlovewithher!!!
- Oh, that's simple! Just tell her! You can't let thos feelings destroy you. You just got to set them free, and they will give you incredible strength. Many people think that love is a weakness. It isn't. Love GIVES power, new, unimaginable power...
- But... I'm scared...
Sorry, I have to end here.
What is Vegeta scared of? How will he deal with this (and with his depression)? What horrors are waiting for Bulma? And maybe John has a cure to this all?
You'll see in the next chapter of... „Time Goes By"!
And now something that you're all waiting for... Reviewers Corner! Hell, I'm proud of myself! 7 reviews... ;-P
Aisha – thanx girl! And since you were begging on your knees for me to trash your e-mail account, you have it! ;))) j/k I'm very grateful 4 your review. You know, feedback is a pretty important thing...
Androind 18 – I'm glad that this story intrigues you – I meant it to be inriguing! ;) Good thing that you like history and culture, belive me, it helps. ^_^ I'm also glad that someone besides me and Greg (friend of mine) likes this kind of things! Freaks all over the world – unite! (biiiig j/k)
Britany - thanx for the review. As you can see, I continue.
Almaariel – heh, I love this fic too.;) We have a lot in common, hmmm? And since you're Polish... umiesz to przeczytać?
Sorry, I couldn't resist... : P I have a friend in Canada who is Polish, and she can speak this language, but she's too lazy to learn writing and reading (Zosia, if you're reading this – no offence!)
Serenity – the AN was mainly for you. I couldn't let Bulma be some kind of horny, easy ass. But now everything will be allright! ;) Trust me...
Roya – I'm writing! I'm writing! ^_^
Sorceress Fujin – You seem to have one review to everyone and you just do Ctrl+C... But I don't mind! Thanks a lot!
A special note to DragonUk and Majin Danielle – when are you going to write something more?!?!?! I'm dying here, for Kamis sake!!!
AN: Soryyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! I'm a bad, bad person... *sob*.I'm posting this so late... Shame on me... :_(
Anywayz, I was wondering about where to end this fic, and I must say that it'll be soon. Not now, but soon. I didn't intend to write a biiiiiig epic, just a 10-15 chp. story. You know, even my best friends say that I'm totally insane that I accualy enjoy writing... ;b Like I care!
Oh, and one thing. Maybe there is little romance in this story, but I just didn't want Bulma to jump on Vegeta in one of the first chapters. AND I didn't want her to be all over him when he doesn't give a damn about her. It's just not right, isn't it?
No more blabbing! Finally on with the story!
Chapter 10
1945 AD (still)
It seemed to last... forever... And the weirdest thing that neither wanted to stop. But humans (and Sayia-jins) cannot last long without breath, so finally, they pulled away.
Vegeta glanced at Bulma, waiting for her outburst. But she looked more ciourious than mad and her eyes were softer than usual.
- So...? – she asked
- So what? – he whispered back.
- That... meant something?
For a moment he was deep in thoughts „If I tell her that it meant something, she'll reject me. If I tell her that it didn't mean a thing I won't have a chance of getting her. Or will I...?"
- Nothing, Woman. – he decided. He was amazed that she looked sad for a moment, but then regained her composture and bravely looked into his eyes.
- It's good for me. So... we just pretend that it didn't happen?
- That's right, Onna. Your brain really wokrs! – he added ironickly, but Bulma didn't notice it. She was thinking about...
- Why did you do it? – she asked suddenly
- Huh?
- Why did you kiss me? I thought you had perfect self-control... – that was bothering her since the first moment their lips touched.
- It has nothing to do with my self-control, Woman – he tried to sound convincing, but appearently, she didn't belive him. „Can I just tell her „I want you"?!? Noo... that's the worst thing I could have..."
- Vegeta, speak the truth. You once said that you don't like people who are not true. And I also thought you were brave. Only someone brave can really to talk about feelings...
- I do not have feelings, how many times do I have to tell you?! The case is over, nothing happened, just FORGET! – he shouted angrily, but he was punching himself mentally for saying that.
- 'K, as you wish, Vegeta-sama. – and all of a sudden she kissed him once again. „What the hell?!?! Why is she kissing me... What she's trying to pull?"
Bulma stopped, looked at his stunned expression and chulked
- Liked that? – he nodded, but then immediatley snapped back to reality
- WOMAN!
- What?
- Who gave you the permission to...
- Who gave me? You yourself! You think you can give me the best kiss of my life and than say „It was nothing", you asshole!?!? – then the realizatoin of what she was saying hit her and she went silent. – Let's just go home...
She pushed our famous red button and they both dissapeared.
A.D. 1977
- Now, where are we this time? – Vegeta was starting to get a little bored by all this. Suddenly a small psyhodelic-painted bus raced a few centimeters from his foot. It stopped and a man in strange clothes hopped out.
- Hay, brother, everything all right? – he asked and looked at them goofily.
- Yeah... Like one of those pathetic „cars" of yours could harm me...
- Vegeta, shut up... – Bulma muttered
- Hay, hay, people! Peace, love and rock'n'roll! Don't argue! That's not the way to achieve nirvana! – the stranger smiled and showed then the „V" sign.
- Veggie...
- Don't..
- Start. Yeah, I know. But I think I know when are we.
- Yeah? So when?
- In... In the 70's.... – she giggled. The thought of Vegeta as a hippis was just unbearable for her. She bursted into uncontrolled laughter.
-WHAT. THE. HELL IS. WRONG. WITH. YOU!!! What's so funny?!? – the Sayia-jin had a bad feeling that Bulma Was laughing at him. This time he was right.
- N... nothing... It's just... It's just that... – and she started again.After about 10 minutes of rolling on the ground she calmed a little and noticed that Vegeta and the Hipp were staring at her.
- W...what...? – she choked out, and got up.
- Nothing. – both of then anwsered in the same time, still looking at her strangely.
- So. – she said and streached – What are we going to do?
- I don't know. It's your buisness. – Vegeta crossed his arms and smirked – Or do you need my help, Onna?
- I don't want anything from you! – she snapped, turned around and crossed her arms. – Asshole. Hmpf.
- You wanna lift?
- Sure, but first tell us... ME what's your name. – Bulma smirked.
- Why not „us"?
- Huh, nevermind. Now, what's your name?
- The Child of the Sun.
- ???
- Nah, I'm John. But I'd like to be The Child of the Sun.
- Oh, I see. So... Where do you live?
- We live in a small house near Los Angeles.
- Oh, That's nice. But I think that Los Angeles is far away from here... – but then John pionted at the big sign HOLLYWOOD right above them. – Oh, cool
When they finally arrived at the place, Bulma was very glad that their „trip" was over, 'cause Vegeta was complaining all the time. Of course, she knew that he was doing it only to piss her off. She was sure that he's been in worse places in his life.
The „little house" of whitch John spoke about, was nothing less than an old, ruined cottage. Outside of the house, there was a small 2-person tent. Hens were all around, sckratching the ground.
John shouted „PEACE!" and suddenly they were surrounded by 15 (not counting children) or so strange people in even stranger clothes. Women dragged Bulma with them, and men took care of Vegeta.
She was led to a small room with a single shower in it. She looked at it sceptically and raisee an eyebrow
- Sorry, but what it is?
- Oh, this is our bathroom. We thought that you'd like to refresh before our meal. – one of the women whispered. – If you want, someone may stay with you and show you how the shower works.
Bulma nodded. One woman called Tina stayed with her and smiled when the others left.
- So, what do you need? – she asked happily
- I need a few anwsers and an information, like how to make that shower work.
- What do you want to know?
- Why did this woman that speek with me was so quiet?
- I think that she's the closest person to nirvana that I've ever met. She's an authority to us, you know.
Oh... So, now with this shower...
„They're insane..." That was Vegetas conclusion when he met all of their men. He ate some food, but, strangely, he tried to stop himself, remembering what Bulma said... „Wait, why I am obeying this baka? No, let's get this straight. She's NOT a baka, and she's RIGHT. I'm just a Sayia-jin no Oui, a Prince without a planet, people.. And this once proud Prince has fallen hoplessly for a woman that hated him... This is ridiculus..." he sighned and put his his head in his hands.
- Brother, what's wrong? – John asked. Vegeta got used to this whole „love, peace, rock'n'roll, brother, sister etc." thing. And he decided to do what he'd NEVER EVER do, when he'd not be in love. A propos, when he admitted it to himself, he felt better. A lot better.
- I need a advice. – he finally choced out.
- Yes?
- I... I have... feelings – this word was particulary hard to say – for one Woman. And I don't think she knows that... And...Fuck, I WANT her to know, but I don't know how to say that... hell... I don't think that she feels something for me and... Damn it! Idon'tknowhowtotellherthatI'minlovewithher!!!
- Oh, that's simple! Just tell her! You can't let thos feelings destroy you. You just got to set them free, and they will give you incredible strength. Many people think that love is a weakness. It isn't. Love GIVES power, new, unimaginable power...
- But... I'm scared...
Sorry, I have to end here.
What is Vegeta scared of? How will he deal with this (and with his depression)? What horrors are waiting for Bulma? And maybe John has a cure to this all?
You'll see in the next chapter of... „Time Goes By"!
And now something that you're all waiting for... Reviewers Corner! Hell, I'm proud of myself! 7 reviews... ;-P
Aisha – thanx girl! And since you were begging on your knees for me to trash your e-mail account, you have it! ;))) j/k I'm very grateful 4 your review. You know, feedback is a pretty important thing...
Androind 18 – I'm glad that this story intrigues you – I meant it to be inriguing! ;) Good thing that you like history and culture, belive me, it helps. ^_^ I'm also glad that someone besides me and Greg (friend of mine) likes this kind of things! Freaks all over the world – unite! (biiiig j/k)
Britany - thanx for the review. As you can see, I continue.
Almaariel – heh, I love this fic too.;) We have a lot in common, hmmm? And since you're Polish... umiesz to przeczytać?
Sorry, I couldn't resist... : P I have a friend in Canada who is Polish, and she can speak this language, but she's too lazy to learn writing and reading (Zosia, if you're reading this – no offence!)
Serenity – the AN was mainly for you. I couldn't let Bulma be some kind of horny, easy ass. But now everything will be allright! ;) Trust me...
Roya – I'm writing! I'm writing! ^_^
Sorceress Fujin – You seem to have one review to everyone and you just do Ctrl+C... But I don't mind! Thanks a lot!
A special note to DragonUk and Majin Danielle – when are you going to write something more?!?!?! I'm dying here, for Kamis sake!!!