Bulma began to drift farther away from me after that. She wouldn't speak to me, look at me or go
anywhere near me. I don't know for how long it has been since that night. I've lost track of time
since the incident has been feasting on my soul. Part of me wanted to reach out to Bulma and tell
her I was sorry and if she'd wanted, we'll start over or we go our separate ways...but my
pride held me back. Sometimes I stare blankly at the door of the new room she is using...or stare
at her from a distance longing to have her back. Our separation had fueled this emotions of mine.
Once the fire has been ignited, I could no longer cool it down. I can't take it anymore! This
feeling...my need for her...her companionship...everything! I missed her! Why should I?! Have I
really learned to love her?! What does she have that makes her worthy to be mine?! She's just
another pathetic, irritating, smart...brave...funny...lovely...the most beautiful woman I saw...
I can't deny it anymore...I...I...
Bulma came into the room, dressed in her traveling suit. In one hand, she held 2 capsules which
I recognized to be the ones for luggages. I wonder where she's going? I looked into her red
glassy eyes. Had she been crying?
"My project is finished..." she said in a low tone, "I want you to come with me to see it."
Mindlessly, I stood up and followed her. Silence swept in between us as she led me to a metal
door with words written on it. I knew now how to read for Bulma had taught me months ago.
"Gravity room?" I raised an eyebrow. Bulma didn't reply. She simply pressed a button and the door
slid to the side. I stepped in the room and gasped. It was just like in the gravity capsule...
only bigger! More room for training! I went over to the computer and saw that it can reach up to
1000 G!
"It won't explode as easily as in the capsule," Bulma stated, "now you can use your power all the
time...take care of yourself now and goodbye..."
"Goodbye?! What do you mean goodbye? Where are you going?!" I called after her. She stood there,
bowing her head before finally answering.
"Ever since we got married, Yamcha's been calling me day and night begging me to divorce you and
marry him. He's been miserable without me but I keep on hanging up the phone. Now, I think I'll
consider his offer..." she stiffled a sob.
"Your leaving me for him?!"
"I can't stay in love with someone who doesn't love me!" she cried, tears falling freely from her
face, "Yamcha loves me. It'll be hard to pretend to love him but I'll try..." she
turned to leave. My heart ached...oh how it ached! She did love me! She could've left me without
a word but here she is...fixing up everything for me...giving me a second chance...my last
chance. I didn't want to lose her...I can't! Quickly I held her...held her in such a loving way
that she didn't move a muscle.
"Bulma," I whispered softly in her ear, "I know it'll be hard to pretend to love someone you
don't. I know how much pain it brings to your heart but it's so much harder to pretend that you
don't love someone when you actually do! I'm suffering that pain! I'm trying to pretend...trying
to fool myself for I cannot begin to imagine falling madly in love with you but I know how it
feels now..."
"Don't try to stop me Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, still not moving away, "I know too much of your
treachery! You can't fool me anymore with your charms! Not anymore! You've hurt me too much!"
Enraged, I turned her around and shook her.
"You can't understand now! You've closed your doors to me! It's my fault, I know! I was so
stupid! I know you'll never forgive me but try! I can't take it if you look at me like that!
It eats up inside of me! Look at me in the eye! Look at me! Can you see if I'm lying?! I don't
care if I'll be a Super Saiyan or not...all I care about is YOU! I need you! I LOVE you Bulma!
I can't stand the pain of losing people I care about most! I lost my dear mother at an early age
as well as my father! Do you know how many nights I cried for that?! That's why I stayed away
from all of you! I didn't want to love only to be hurt in the end! But you gave me a chance to
love and to know the feeling of being loved! Please don't leave me! I can't stand losing
anymore..."
That's it...I've let my pride go. I'll do anything to have Bulma by my side now. Instantly, her
eyes turned warm. She began sobbing until finally, she cried. She cupped my face in between her
palms...
"I believe you..." she whispered, "I believe because you're crying such sorrowful tears..."
I was crying? I hadn't realized that. Bulma wiped my tears with the back of her hand.
"I understand you now, Vegeta...my Vegeta...it must've been some traumatic childhood, but I'll
help you cope..." she threw the capsules aside and we locked each other in a tight embrace.
"I love you Vegeta..." she whispered as she began tilting her head to mine.
"And I, to you..." and we kissed with more passion than we ever had before. We kissed for awhile,
with our hands trembling and carressing each other's body. I then carried her off to "our" room
and locked it.
"Don't worry..." I assured her, "this isn't any part of my idiotic plan..."
"I know that..." Bulma giggled as I began stripping her of her garments as she did mine. How
wonderful to have her body against mine. We reached Heaven once more, as we became one. It was
far more different...more pleasurable than ever...probably because before, it was only physical
desires...now, I desire her emotionally. I was bursting with so much joy that I felt my cheeks
turn crimson and my body warm up even more. Up and down up and down...the bed springs squeeked
as I thrusted it inside her.
"Vegeta..." Bulma moaned, closing her eyes and holding me so much closer to her. Then she stopped
and stared at me.
"Vegeta! You're..."
"Shhh..." I put my finger on her lips to silence her. She smiled and we continued to do as we
please...
We were wrapped in each other's arms, playing intimately with each other, teasing as if we could
never get enough. We've already coupled thrice. Bulma reached over and nibbled on my nose. I
reached over and lightly pinched her breast.
"Hey!" she slapped my hand and smiled. She then lay her head on my chest.
"Vegeta...it seems all you needed to be a Super Saiyan is love..." she looked up at me.
"What made you say that?" I asked.
"Goku had a lot of love, you had none," she replied, "and now, you have it...do you remember
awhile ago when I was about to say something about you and you told me to be silent?"
"Yeah? What about it?"
"You're hair turned golden and you're eyes turned bright green," she answered as she rained
kisses on my shocked face.
THE END