It's been a month since our honeymoon...and Bulma's nights with me left much to be desired. I will not fuel these feelings with anymore with our lovemaking. I can't let it grow. I'm sure Bulma must've noticed it. I barely speak to her...except when she asks those little questions such as "How do I look?" or "Can you hand me this or that?" I'm through with the physical release of energy through pleasure. It has done nothing to my status as a Saiyan. As of now, I am in constant meditation...that's what Kakarott often does. I lock myself up and concentrate. I've got everything that Kakarott has...I have become somewhat like him...what else was I missing? I've done everything...I tried my best to be as sickly nice as Kakarott, I've earned a friend, I've earned a wife? Something's still missing to make me a complete Super Saiyan! I know I overlooked something...OF COURSE! Kakarott has a kid! I'll need one too! A son to call my own! And to think I've been putting off sex for such a long time when Bulma could've gotten pregnant if I had come to her every night! I woke up from my meditation and felt my throat ache. That's when I realized that I unconciously shouted those thoughts out loud! What if someone heard?! I opened the door and investigated. No one in the hall way...Bulma's probably working on that project of hers with her dad and Mrs. Briefs is off to the beauty parlor. I sighed with relief. No one heard...not a soul...
It was 9 PM when Bulma decided to retire to bed. She lay down on the bed beside me. Usually, she
would give me a peck or two and say "Nighty night, sweetie," but now, she just turned away from
me and lay on her side. I inched closer to her and rubbed my hands across her thighs. I began
kissing her neck.
"Bulma...you need a little break from all that work. Come. Let's enjoy the night together..." I
pulled her to me and planted kisses on her face. She wasn't responding. I dared to do more. I
began to fondle beneath her nightgown while cupping my other hand beneath her breast. I kissed
her with more passion but I felt like kissing a cold rock. I peered into her eyes...her
stonecold eyes full of anger. She delivered a quick slap on my face, causing me to back off.
"What was that for?! Can't I spend a night with you anymore?!" I rubbed my cheek.
"You idiot! You sneaky rat!" she stood up on the bed, "so you're going to be a Super Saiyan?
That's why you wanna have all that Goku has?! I thought you loved me, Vegeta but NO! You just
used me for your own selfish desires!!! I should've known you couldn't love anyone more than
you love yourself!!!" she jumped off the bed and headed for the door and BAM! She slammed it
hard. She must've heard me that time...she must've! I can't believe this!! All my plans...ruined
by my stupid mouth!