Their Love Is Like A Ocean
Chapter Three - A Thin Thread Of Emotions
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Vegeta crossed his arms as she leaned up agians't the car with her back to him. "Wouldn't you like to know." he scoffed at her. He walked over to the passagener door and got into the car.
Bulma glanced over and watched him get in and sit in silence in the car. She sighed and pushed herself off of the car and got in the drivers seat. She placed the key in and paused for a moment as she looked at her hand then over at Vegeta with a stern look. "Maybe I would." she spoke boldly.
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"What?!" snapped Vegeta as he stared at her like she had six heads.
Her strong gaze at him directly showed she was serious on her statement. He turned away and looked right ahead. "Just drive." he spoke cold and in a almost normal tone of voice.
Bulma was taken back slightly by his tone, it was almost calm which was frighting in it's self. She frowned and pulled the car harshly into reverse then into drive and took off out of the parking lot at a high speed. She flew down the road and on to the highway ramp. It was clear now to Vegeta she was pissed off at him.
The air car went faster and faster down the highway as Bulma raced between cars. Vegeta kept silent and impassive the whole time. This enraged Bulma only more. She finally pulled harshly into Capsule Corp driveway and was breathing almost heavily as she stared at the steering wheel.
Vegeta turned his face to her's and frowned as much as his face could take. "What is your problem NOW!?" he yelled right at her.
Bulma snapped her head at him with tears brimming her eyes. She grinded her teeth as her mind flooded with things to say. "Havn't you ever wondered why Goku is the way he is?" she cried back.
Vegeta looked at her in horror when she spoke out his name. "How dare she drag HIM into this now!?" he screamed in his head. His anger only rose more and was almost boiling just by the simple mention of Goku's name.
"NO! I know because he's a fool! A weak third class idiot who's somehow in his stupidity some how gotten the golden fleece of my people! NO I HAVEN'T, BULMAAA!!" he dragged out her name thick with venom. Vegeta's face was red with rage, all he did was just stare at her with pure anger.
Bulma winced harshly from the screaming at her from Vegeta. Vegeta turned away from her and got out of the car and stood there as if at any second he was going to just up right and explode into a million peices.
Bulma looked down at her lap and in a soft tone spoke. "It's because he's not afaird you see. Of what he feels or what he is. Also he's true to his self. If I know anything it's that." With that said she got out of the car and walked into the large buliding with out saying a word.
Vegeta just stared at her with a look of shock. "I'M NOT AFAIRD, YOU HEAR ME?! I'M NOT FRIGTHEN OF ANYONE, I'M THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS, I FEAR NOTHING, NOTHING!!!" he yelled after her as the doors opened in front of her.
Bulma paused for a moment then walked right ahead as the doors closed behind her. She sighed and walked towards the main hall door. "That's where your wrong." she whispeared to herself.
Vegeta outside screamed at the top of his lungs and pulled at his hair. "How DRAE she speak to ME like that!?" he yelled at himself. He let go of his hair finally and glared at the door she just walked through. "That bitch knows nothing!!" his mind screamed.
"what if she's right?" spoke a soft voice.
"NO!" screamed out his mind. "She can't be!! I'm frighten of nothing, I do not even fear death! I should kill her for that comment!!"
"then why don't you?" the voice spoke back.
Vegeta froze and blinked. "I... I can if I want to but..." his mind spoke back.
"but what?"
"I can't"
Vegeta fell to his knees and stared down at the grass. He growled low then punched the ground hard causeing the ground to shake slightly and left and deep hole. He got up and stormed off into the building after to her.
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Vegeta stormed down the halls looking for Bulma. Her chi was too weak from him to get a real good lock so he was stuck going from room to room. He wasn't too sure on what he was going to say but he wanted to chew her out badly for showing such disrespect to him. He turned a corner and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Bulma sitting in a chair weeping into her hands.
"He was right!" she cried. "I'm too diffcult to live with I should just leave." she cried hard as her arms and body started to shake.
Vegeta's face dropped as if all his rage left him right there and then. "Diffcult?" his mind repeated.
"I wish someone would have told me sooner. I'm such a pain, I should just fade away." she cried out in a broken voice.
The curtains flapped in a breeze as she cried softly now. Vegeta stood in the door way of the living room as he watched her in silence. Her silent confession of her raw feelings.
Vegeta turned and walked away without making a sound. His face was rock hard as he walked along the hallway towards the end of the hall. Bulma words echoed in his head even thou he tried his best to push them out. He stopped in front of the window and stared out it. He rested his hands down and took a deep breath in.
Alot of the things he felt at that moment he would never acept nor show but that didn't mean he didn't feel such things as remorse for his actions. He always has but just takes just feelings and pushes them down deep inside of him, to be forgotten some day. It's the only way he has known how to function to stay alive and sane.
"Things are different here, do I have to do such things anymore?" part of his mind questioned.
A sigh escaped his lips. Even if he wanted to he didn't know how. He had been this way for far too long, all of it was pure reaction now. You can teach a old dog new tricks but you can't change the basic way he is.
Vegeta turned away and headed toward the elevator, he wanted to train and stay away from Bulma. She was too much trouble right now and un-needed thoughts. Plus he couldn't stray, he had to keep training, he had to become stronger than all that stand before him.
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After Bulma finally calmed down and had a good cry, she went to her room and laid down on her bed. "Why does he have to be like that?" spoke to herself.
"Oh ya cause he's Mr. Prince of all Saiyans. God I wish he would get off his high horse sometimes. He can't live up there all the time, he's made of flesh and blood just like the rest of us." she mumbled on.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time as she replayed what happen over and over. "I shouldn't have brought up Goku, *sigh* I don't mean to piss him off I just wish he'd lighten up more. Talk, be somewhat nice, have a good time."
A frown covered her face. "I wonder if he even knows how to have fun. I mean, he dosen't even have a friend. How lonely that must be." she spoke softly.
Her heart went to him him for a moment but then she shook her head. "No, I can't pity him. I can never do that to him. *another sigh* I feel tired. Maybe I should call Yamcha and say I'm sorry. I still want to be friends with him, just not a couple."
She leaned over and picked up her phone. She called Yamcha's number but all she got was a machine. She waited for his stupid message to finish and the beep. "Yamcha this is Bulma. I'm sorry about yelling you like that today but I still want to be pals with you it's just... I don't see myself with you. I'm sorry but please call me, I don't want you to be mad it's just today wasn't a good day so far or still is really. But anyway that's it for now, bai."
She hung up and placed the phone back. She flopped back down and went back to staring at a white ceiling. "God I'm bored." she sighed.
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Vegeta punched as hard as he could into the air. The room glowed red in hue as the heavy gravity weighted down on his body. He may have no training bots but he still could train. His mind raged with many thoughts as he pushed harder and harder on his body. His mucles screamed and his bones felt like they would break at any moment but still he pushed on.
He preformed all kinds of movements that helped him tone, build, and define his strengh. Every part of him had to be equally strong as the other side. Either one side of his body couldn't be weaker than the other. The hum of the machine rang in his ears, he gotten use to it over time and blocked out the low sound.
For hours on end he pushed himself till he could go no further for the day. He fell to his knee's as he breathed hard. With shakey legs he managed to stand and finally turn off the gravity. He felt so hevay and light at the same time as the gravity returned to Earth's normal gravity. He stumbled slowly to the door and pressed the button to the left. The door slowly open and a rush of crisp but warm night air came rushing in.
It was cool enough to feel great but not too cold. The stars shown in the night sky but they were barely visable due to the city lights. Vegeta frowned slightly at that fact but walked down the ramp, quickly forgetting about the stars in the sky. After all that time beating himself up he finally felt somewhat better now. He dragged himself over the grass and to the side door. It had to be atleast sometime around 10pm by then.
His mouth felt dry and like a old peice of shoe. This only cause him to frown more as he putted along down the hall. He stepped into the elevator and leaned up agians't the rail. He zoned out till the doors opened agian and started to drag himself along once more. After a little while more he finally made it to the kitchen. His right leg was pulled very badly but he tried his best to walk it off the best he could. It dragged slightly as he walked over to the fridge. He pulled out a gallon of bottled water and popped the top off with eas with just his thumb.
Once put to his lips the gallon never left till there wasn't even a drop left. He let out a slight sigh of relife as he tossed away the empty jug. He streched his whole body slightly in one movement as he exited the kitchen. With just a tilt of his head his neck cracked and felt much better. He made his way to his room and went right into the bathroom. He turned the handle and began to let the tub fill up with warm water.
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Bulma punched in the code for the main inside door and walked into the main hall as it shut behind her. A slight smile was on her face now. She just got home from talking to Yamcha at a cafe. She was happy they could work things out and were still friends. Yamcha in good spirts said he was going to come over and hang out with Bulma for a while tomorrow afternoon. This made Bulma very happy that he wasn't still mad or hurt about what had happen.
Bulma made her way upstairs and while she was walking down the hall, heard water filling up a tub from the direction of Vegeta's room. She raised a brow at this because he was one to only take showers that she knew of. "Wow he must be really strange if he's taking a bath." she said softly to herself. "I hope he's ok, maybe I should go check."
Bulma walked down to Vegeta's room and softly knocked on his door. "Hey Vegeta are you ok in there?" she spoke right after.
Vegeta turned off the water and growled at himself as he heard Bulma's voice coming from his door now. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist quickly. He flung open the door giving her a long and dirty glare.
"What is it you want now!?" he demanded.
Bulma blinked as Vegeta stood there in just a dark blue towel. "Umm I wanted to know if your ok, you usually take showers right?" she meekly spoke as she secertly eyed his stomach.
Vegeta caught on to this gaze and gave her a look over. "And where have you been?"
Bulma was dressed in a hip hugging light blue dress that cut off half way up her tighs. "Out, I was making up with Yamcha."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed slightly at the sound of Yamcha's name. "And what did you two make up agian or something?" he said sourfully.
Bulma rolled her eyes and placed her hand on her hips as she leaned out one hip to her right. "No, were just friends. I'm a swinging single agian, joy." she said rather flatly.
Vegeta blinked for a moment. "Is that so?" A smirk played on his face but was never shown. Vegeta glanced down at her legs and slowly ran his eyes upward along her body till he reached her eyes. Bulma gave him a hard questioning look.
He leaned out slightly of the doorway as he placed one hand on the right side of the door frame. "You look good in that dress." He said with a husky tone. His eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed right at her.
Bulma's eyes grew wide as her face grew warm. Her breathing grew heavy as Vegeta just stared at her with such intensety, it was almost overwelming for a moment. She soon found she was at a loss of words as Vegeta moved his left hand towards her face. Bulma froze as her heart beated faster than she thought it could.
"What does he want? What is he going to do? Is he going to hurt me? Oh my god what's happening? Why is his hand coming towards me? Should I run? I... I can't move!" her mind screamed out so many things as Vegeta's hand crept closer.
It was almost like in slow motion as his hand reached up and moved towards her. His hand opened and came closer and closer to her face. Just as it seemed his finger tips would touch her skin they didn't. They seemed to float in the air for a moment before his hand was pulled back away from her face.
Vegeta turned quickly and slamed the door shut behind him as Bulma was left there shock. Her face meshed in chaos, her breathing slowled and deepened. "He.... he looked so sad there, for a moment." she muttered. She turned and walked off back down to her own room. Shutting the door carefully behind her for the night.
Vegeta on the other hand slipped into the warm bath water. He laid back and looked upward at the white blueish ceiling. He looked down at his hands as he pulled them up from the bath water. Never had Vegeta touched touched someone else's skin freely before. He always had those gloves on, he had never ran his hand freely over another's flesh.
His hands felt so soiled and stained to him. So many lives were taking with those hands. So much pain given, planets gone and never to be seen again, lives, fathers, mother, sons, dauthers, all gone by just his hands alone. It felt like if he touched someone he would pass on what he was to them and deep down he didn't want anyone to know how he felt. In a strange way it was almost like he was shy to touch someone with his own flesh. He wanted to know but didn't want to take the chance.
He sighed and placed a face cloth over his face. He didn't want to think of such things at a time like this. He just wanted to relax finally before getting some sleep. The hot water felt good all over his body. It was like all the stress he had just flowed out of him for the time being. He wished he could feel this way more often.
But soon the water cooled and he finished washing and got out. He dried himself off and tossed on a pair of boxer briefs. He slipped in under the sheets and was soon sound asleep. His last thought before nodding off was a hope to not have a nightmare tonight. He felt too tired on the inside to have one tonight of anything. He just wanted to sleep.
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Bulma slid down her dress as she undressed. She slid on some light pink pj's and brushed her hair for a bit. Vegeta was on her mind the whole time. She wondered why he had made such a motion and what he wanted from her. He was so strange to her lately. She leaned on her bed and laid down under the sheets.
"I wish I knew what that man was thinking." she sighed to herself.
A frown covered her face as she shook her head slightly. She could feel sleep tugging at her now. She rolled over and faced the other side of the bed as her eyes grew heavy.
"Will anyone lay there?" she thought to herself before she dozed off finally.
Bugs outside played out their loves songs to bring mates to them. Each had their own lovely song that hit a cord in a female. They would travel all night in search of the one playing out the song. Just as each song is different each bug was too. Only that one other would be drawn to his song. They would play and play all night and many other's till the right one would come.
While others sung out some flashed lights through out the sky in dances. A world with in a world. For now the night is their's as they filled the air. Not even the busy city lights would out shine their own glow as they danced along in the air.
A man walking by with his loved one stopped for a moment to watch the light's flash on and off over the grass at Capsule Corp. A flash is all they would get for a moment. Then a long pause as another flash. As some sang other's flashed. Some only go to flashes while others go to songs. In the darkness of night it's hard to tell who goes to who. With just a flash or a peep of a note will help guide the way.
Now if only the right female would take note of this and start her way to find where the source came from. But they need to beware of false flashes. Some bugs may trick them and they'll end up being eaten instead. But for now the people in the giant building slept as the bugs went on their way outside, in the cool summer's night.
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To Be Continued...
Chapter Three - A Thin Thread Of Emotions
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Vegeta crossed his arms as she leaned up agians't the car with her back to him. "Wouldn't you like to know." he scoffed at her. He walked over to the passagener door and got into the car.
Bulma glanced over and watched him get in and sit in silence in the car. She sighed and pushed herself off of the car and got in the drivers seat. She placed the key in and paused for a moment as she looked at her hand then over at Vegeta with a stern look. "Maybe I would." she spoke boldly.
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"What?!" snapped Vegeta as he stared at her like she had six heads.
Her strong gaze at him directly showed she was serious on her statement. He turned away and looked right ahead. "Just drive." he spoke cold and in a almost normal tone of voice.
Bulma was taken back slightly by his tone, it was almost calm which was frighting in it's self. She frowned and pulled the car harshly into reverse then into drive and took off out of the parking lot at a high speed. She flew down the road and on to the highway ramp. It was clear now to Vegeta she was pissed off at him.
The air car went faster and faster down the highway as Bulma raced between cars. Vegeta kept silent and impassive the whole time. This enraged Bulma only more. She finally pulled harshly into Capsule Corp driveway and was breathing almost heavily as she stared at the steering wheel.
Vegeta turned his face to her's and frowned as much as his face could take. "What is your problem NOW!?" he yelled right at her.
Bulma snapped her head at him with tears brimming her eyes. She grinded her teeth as her mind flooded with things to say. "Havn't you ever wondered why Goku is the way he is?" she cried back.
Vegeta looked at her in horror when she spoke out his name. "How dare she drag HIM into this now!?" he screamed in his head. His anger only rose more and was almost boiling just by the simple mention of Goku's name.
"NO! I know because he's a fool! A weak third class idiot who's somehow in his stupidity some how gotten the golden fleece of my people! NO I HAVEN'T, BULMAAA!!" he dragged out her name thick with venom. Vegeta's face was red with rage, all he did was just stare at her with pure anger.
Bulma winced harshly from the screaming at her from Vegeta. Vegeta turned away from her and got out of the car and stood there as if at any second he was going to just up right and explode into a million peices.
Bulma looked down at her lap and in a soft tone spoke. "It's because he's not afaird you see. Of what he feels or what he is. Also he's true to his self. If I know anything it's that." With that said she got out of the car and walked into the large buliding with out saying a word.
Vegeta just stared at her with a look of shock. "I'M NOT AFAIRD, YOU HEAR ME?! I'M NOT FRIGTHEN OF ANYONE, I'M THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS, I FEAR NOTHING, NOTHING!!!" he yelled after her as the doors opened in front of her.
Bulma paused for a moment then walked right ahead as the doors closed behind her. She sighed and walked towards the main hall door. "That's where your wrong." she whispeared to herself.
Vegeta outside screamed at the top of his lungs and pulled at his hair. "How DRAE she speak to ME like that!?" he yelled at himself. He let go of his hair finally and glared at the door she just walked through. "That bitch knows nothing!!" his mind screamed.
"what if she's right?" spoke a soft voice.
"NO!" screamed out his mind. "She can't be!! I'm frighten of nothing, I do not even fear death! I should kill her for that comment!!"
"then why don't you?" the voice spoke back.
Vegeta froze and blinked. "I... I can if I want to but..." his mind spoke back.
"but what?"
"I can't"
Vegeta fell to his knees and stared down at the grass. He growled low then punched the ground hard causeing the ground to shake slightly and left and deep hole. He got up and stormed off into the building after to her.
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Vegeta stormed down the halls looking for Bulma. Her chi was too weak from him to get a real good lock so he was stuck going from room to room. He wasn't too sure on what he was going to say but he wanted to chew her out badly for showing such disrespect to him. He turned a corner and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Bulma sitting in a chair weeping into her hands.
"He was right!" she cried. "I'm too diffcult to live with I should just leave." she cried hard as her arms and body started to shake.
Vegeta's face dropped as if all his rage left him right there and then. "Diffcult?" his mind repeated.
"I wish someone would have told me sooner. I'm such a pain, I should just fade away." she cried out in a broken voice.
The curtains flapped in a breeze as she cried softly now. Vegeta stood in the door way of the living room as he watched her in silence. Her silent confession of her raw feelings.
Vegeta turned and walked away without making a sound. His face was rock hard as he walked along the hallway towards the end of the hall. Bulma words echoed in his head even thou he tried his best to push them out. He stopped in front of the window and stared out it. He rested his hands down and took a deep breath in.
Alot of the things he felt at that moment he would never acept nor show but that didn't mean he didn't feel such things as remorse for his actions. He always has but just takes just feelings and pushes them down deep inside of him, to be forgotten some day. It's the only way he has known how to function to stay alive and sane.
"Things are different here, do I have to do such things anymore?" part of his mind questioned.
A sigh escaped his lips. Even if he wanted to he didn't know how. He had been this way for far too long, all of it was pure reaction now. You can teach a old dog new tricks but you can't change the basic way he is.
Vegeta turned away and headed toward the elevator, he wanted to train and stay away from Bulma. She was too much trouble right now and un-needed thoughts. Plus he couldn't stray, he had to keep training, he had to become stronger than all that stand before him.
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After Bulma finally calmed down and had a good cry, she went to her room and laid down on her bed. "Why does he have to be like that?" spoke to herself.
"Oh ya cause he's Mr. Prince of all Saiyans. God I wish he would get off his high horse sometimes. He can't live up there all the time, he's made of flesh and blood just like the rest of us." she mumbled on.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time as she replayed what happen over and over. "I shouldn't have brought up Goku, *sigh* I don't mean to piss him off I just wish he'd lighten up more. Talk, be somewhat nice, have a good time."
A frown covered her face. "I wonder if he even knows how to have fun. I mean, he dosen't even have a friend. How lonely that must be." she spoke softly.
Her heart went to him him for a moment but then she shook her head. "No, I can't pity him. I can never do that to him. *another sigh* I feel tired. Maybe I should call Yamcha and say I'm sorry. I still want to be friends with him, just not a couple."
She leaned over and picked up her phone. She called Yamcha's number but all she got was a machine. She waited for his stupid message to finish and the beep. "Yamcha this is Bulma. I'm sorry about yelling you like that today but I still want to be pals with you it's just... I don't see myself with you. I'm sorry but please call me, I don't want you to be mad it's just today wasn't a good day so far or still is really. But anyway that's it for now, bai."
She hung up and placed the phone back. She flopped back down and went back to staring at a white ceiling. "God I'm bored." she sighed.
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Vegeta punched as hard as he could into the air. The room glowed red in hue as the heavy gravity weighted down on his body. He may have no training bots but he still could train. His mind raged with many thoughts as he pushed harder and harder on his body. His mucles screamed and his bones felt like they would break at any moment but still he pushed on.
He preformed all kinds of movements that helped him tone, build, and define his strengh. Every part of him had to be equally strong as the other side. Either one side of his body couldn't be weaker than the other. The hum of the machine rang in his ears, he gotten use to it over time and blocked out the low sound.
For hours on end he pushed himself till he could go no further for the day. He fell to his knee's as he breathed hard. With shakey legs he managed to stand and finally turn off the gravity. He felt so hevay and light at the same time as the gravity returned to Earth's normal gravity. He stumbled slowly to the door and pressed the button to the left. The door slowly open and a rush of crisp but warm night air came rushing in.
It was cool enough to feel great but not too cold. The stars shown in the night sky but they were barely visable due to the city lights. Vegeta frowned slightly at that fact but walked down the ramp, quickly forgetting about the stars in the sky. After all that time beating himself up he finally felt somewhat better now. He dragged himself over the grass and to the side door. It had to be atleast sometime around 10pm by then.
His mouth felt dry and like a old peice of shoe. This only cause him to frown more as he putted along down the hall. He stepped into the elevator and leaned up agians't the rail. He zoned out till the doors opened agian and started to drag himself along once more. After a little while more he finally made it to the kitchen. His right leg was pulled very badly but he tried his best to walk it off the best he could. It dragged slightly as he walked over to the fridge. He pulled out a gallon of bottled water and popped the top off with eas with just his thumb.
Once put to his lips the gallon never left till there wasn't even a drop left. He let out a slight sigh of relife as he tossed away the empty jug. He streched his whole body slightly in one movement as he exited the kitchen. With just a tilt of his head his neck cracked and felt much better. He made his way to his room and went right into the bathroom. He turned the handle and began to let the tub fill up with warm water.
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Bulma punched in the code for the main inside door and walked into the main hall as it shut behind her. A slight smile was on her face now. She just got home from talking to Yamcha at a cafe. She was happy they could work things out and were still friends. Yamcha in good spirts said he was going to come over and hang out with Bulma for a while tomorrow afternoon. This made Bulma very happy that he wasn't still mad or hurt about what had happen.
Bulma made her way upstairs and while she was walking down the hall, heard water filling up a tub from the direction of Vegeta's room. She raised a brow at this because he was one to only take showers that she knew of. "Wow he must be really strange if he's taking a bath." she said softly to herself. "I hope he's ok, maybe I should go check."
Bulma walked down to Vegeta's room and softly knocked on his door. "Hey Vegeta are you ok in there?" she spoke right after.
Vegeta turned off the water and growled at himself as he heard Bulma's voice coming from his door now. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist quickly. He flung open the door giving her a long and dirty glare.
"What is it you want now!?" he demanded.
Bulma blinked as Vegeta stood there in just a dark blue towel. "Umm I wanted to know if your ok, you usually take showers right?" she meekly spoke as she secertly eyed his stomach.
Vegeta caught on to this gaze and gave her a look over. "And where have you been?"
Bulma was dressed in a hip hugging light blue dress that cut off half way up her tighs. "Out, I was making up with Yamcha."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed slightly at the sound of Yamcha's name. "And what did you two make up agian or something?" he said sourfully.
Bulma rolled her eyes and placed her hand on her hips as she leaned out one hip to her right. "No, were just friends. I'm a swinging single agian, joy." she said rather flatly.
Vegeta blinked for a moment. "Is that so?" A smirk played on his face but was never shown. Vegeta glanced down at her legs and slowly ran his eyes upward along her body till he reached her eyes. Bulma gave him a hard questioning look.
He leaned out slightly of the doorway as he placed one hand on the right side of the door frame. "You look good in that dress." He said with a husky tone. His eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed right at her.
Bulma's eyes grew wide as her face grew warm. Her breathing grew heavy as Vegeta just stared at her with such intensety, it was almost overwelming for a moment. She soon found she was at a loss of words as Vegeta moved his left hand towards her face. Bulma froze as her heart beated faster than she thought it could.
"What does he want? What is he going to do? Is he going to hurt me? Oh my god what's happening? Why is his hand coming towards me? Should I run? I... I can't move!" her mind screamed out so many things as Vegeta's hand crept closer.
It was almost like in slow motion as his hand reached up and moved towards her. His hand opened and came closer and closer to her face. Just as it seemed his finger tips would touch her skin they didn't. They seemed to float in the air for a moment before his hand was pulled back away from her face.
Vegeta turned quickly and slamed the door shut behind him as Bulma was left there shock. Her face meshed in chaos, her breathing slowled and deepened. "He.... he looked so sad there, for a moment." she muttered. She turned and walked off back down to her own room. Shutting the door carefully behind her for the night.
Vegeta on the other hand slipped into the warm bath water. He laid back and looked upward at the white blueish ceiling. He looked down at his hands as he pulled them up from the bath water. Never had Vegeta touched touched someone else's skin freely before. He always had those gloves on, he had never ran his hand freely over another's flesh.
His hands felt so soiled and stained to him. So many lives were taking with those hands. So much pain given, planets gone and never to be seen again, lives, fathers, mother, sons, dauthers, all gone by just his hands alone. It felt like if he touched someone he would pass on what he was to them and deep down he didn't want anyone to know how he felt. In a strange way it was almost like he was shy to touch someone with his own flesh. He wanted to know but didn't want to take the chance.
He sighed and placed a face cloth over his face. He didn't want to think of such things at a time like this. He just wanted to relax finally before getting some sleep. The hot water felt good all over his body. It was like all the stress he had just flowed out of him for the time being. He wished he could feel this way more often.
But soon the water cooled and he finished washing and got out. He dried himself off and tossed on a pair of boxer briefs. He slipped in under the sheets and was soon sound asleep. His last thought before nodding off was a hope to not have a nightmare tonight. He felt too tired on the inside to have one tonight of anything. He just wanted to sleep.
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Bulma slid down her dress as she undressed. She slid on some light pink pj's and brushed her hair for a bit. Vegeta was on her mind the whole time. She wondered why he had made such a motion and what he wanted from her. He was so strange to her lately. She leaned on her bed and laid down under the sheets.
"I wish I knew what that man was thinking." she sighed to herself.
A frown covered her face as she shook her head slightly. She could feel sleep tugging at her now. She rolled over and faced the other side of the bed as her eyes grew heavy.
"Will anyone lay there?" she thought to herself before she dozed off finally.
Bugs outside played out their loves songs to bring mates to them. Each had their own lovely song that hit a cord in a female. They would travel all night in search of the one playing out the song. Just as each song is different each bug was too. Only that one other would be drawn to his song. They would play and play all night and many other's till the right one would come.
While others sung out some flashed lights through out the sky in dances. A world with in a world. For now the night is their's as they filled the air. Not even the busy city lights would out shine their own glow as they danced along in the air.
A man walking by with his loved one stopped for a moment to watch the light's flash on and off over the grass at Capsule Corp. A flash is all they would get for a moment. Then a long pause as another flash. As some sang other's flashed. Some only go to flashes while others go to songs. In the darkness of night it's hard to tell who goes to who. With just a flash or a peep of a note will help guide the way.
Now if only the right female would take note of this and start her way to find where the source came from. But they need to beware of false flashes. Some bugs may trick them and they'll end up being eaten instead. But for now the people in the giant building slept as the bugs went on their way outside, in the cool summer's night.
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To Be Continued...