Authors Note: Thankyou all for your reviews! Every single one of you; even if you didn't like the story. Its still good to get feedback. Thanks Mara Kraus (My first reviewer! I like the bit where Yamcha 'pranced off down the street too, in ch 1), Dawn Moon (I was going to make my story a one-shot, till you said I should continue in you're review hehe!), Josie (Vegeta, the 'Sex God' sure is yummy!), adbzfan2k03 (THANKS for looking forward to the songs choice!), Goat (I hope this chapter wont let you down :(, I tried extra hard after I read your review too make it convincing), mystic (Heh heh, I wasn't as hard on Yamcha in this chapter), Yamchas girl (even though you didn't like the story..), Videl 14 (Your reviews where always great, made me smile :D), kristina (even thought you thought it was messed up :P), Pany-chan the love Goddess (Kill Yamcha heh heh... The thought has crossed my mind), foxylady (Haha, yeah, I'm very predictable; something bad always happens at the wrong time, and I'm glad you liked ch 1 :D), and thanks to anyone else who might review! This is the last chapter and I hope its not a let down for you all, I tried to make it a really good chapter. Ahh, last chapter of my first fic, :(, I hope it has brought you all some enjoyment. Now, for this Chapter, I used 'Cant fight the moonlight' by Le Ann Rimes. I will be writing another fic after I finish this one, so you guys might want to check it out. Heh heh, thanks once again! Oh, and thanks, adbzfan2k03 for paying attention to the songs lol! It usually took me a long time to decide which song I'm going to use; I always put a fair bit of thought into it! Thanks also too lyricscafe.com, that site was a big help. Ahh, and thanks to my sister, for reading over my chapters before I posted them up, even when you didn't feel like it! Heh heh, okay, i'll shut up now ;)
~*~Princess Garnet~*~
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Under a lovers' sky
Gonna be with you
And noone's gonna be around
If you think that you won't fall
Well just wait until
Til the sun goes down
Underneath the starlight - starlight
There's a magical feeling - so right
It'll steal your heart tonight
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Yamcha waited in Bulmas bed, happily anticipating the pleasure they would share shortly. Ahhh, he hadn't had a good screw in ages, and he was VERY lustful. Bulma Brief, the sexiest woman he had ever come across, would soon be in here, and all his work would have paid off. He would win her back! Lame old Vegeta would be the LAST thing on her mind, once Yamcha showed her his stuff. He had all sorts of perverted and odd fantasies he wanted to fulfil tonight, and the only woman he could think of sharing it all with was Bulma. He smoothed the blankets out next too him, and puffed out his chest, in an attempt to look 'cool' for Bulma. I'm so damn fine, how can Bulma resist. Compared to me, Vegeta is NOTHING! No one is as cool as me, he thought, chuckling to himself. "Who da man", he said to himself, grinning a sexy grin. Yamcha sat, watching the door excitedly. So, so SOON, all his sexual fantasies would be coming true. SUCKED IN VEGETA! Yamchas grin turned into a goofy smile as he saw the door handle turn. Then, the door was flung open, and he saw Bulma, who was cussing under her breath. Too much sexual tension, thought Yamcha. Well, I can help her there, he told himself, patting the blanket next to him, as he grinned at Bulma, who had FINALLY noticed him. He watched as Bulma turned red, OBVIOUSLY blushing at his SEXY, naked body! He didn't seem to notice she was shaking in rage. It couldn't be that she was angry, anyway! I'm just so damn cool, Yamcha thought, still patting the blanket. The next thing he knew, she was asking what on 'Earth' he was doing in her bed. He laughed and thought, ahhh, my sweet Princess is so innocent and beautiful! He replied to her in a purring, sexy voice, telling her he wanted to get down and dirty. Bulma then done something very odd; she told him to leave. He told her he wasn't going anywhere, and he noticed her face contort into a furious glare. He couldn't 'mistake' it for anything else, no matter how hard he tried. She was positively furious! He stared at Bulma blankly; what was her problem? And how DARE she look at him in such disgust. WHAT A ROTTEN BITCH! He couldn't believe her! Then, his attention was drawn away from that horrible, TEASE of a whore, Bulma, to her bedroom door again. And who he saw in the doorway made him positively gasp. VEGETA! And Vegeta looked shocked to, for the briefest second. But this look was replaced with a VERY angry looking glare. Oh crud, Yamcha thought, letting out a little whimper. What the heck was Vegeta doing here? Well, Yamcha tried not to worry about that. Yamcha was more worried about Vegeta mutilating his perfect face, in his rage. Yamcha swallowed hard, as Vegeta glared at Bulma, and yelled at her that he was going to 'End this right now'. As long as he doesn't hurt me, thought Yamcha, as he cowered under the bed covers. Bulma isn't worth dying for, ESPECIALLY if she wont have sex with me, he thought, nodding to himself. Yes, I shall just leave the two of them too sort out their differences, he told himself, as he slowly slid out of the bed. "YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE, SCUM", Vegetas voice boomed in Yamchas direction. Oh, crap, Yamcha thought, standing up slowly. What was Vegeta going to do to him?
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You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to your heart
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When Vegeta had climbed the stairs, and walked into the WOMANS room, what he saw completely took him aback! She was there, and that FOOLISH, IMPUDENT DISGRACE, YAMCHA, was lying naked in her bed, and the room seemed to be decorated for the occasion. He looked at Bulma, and glared when she uttered his name. He was so pissed off, and he yelled out to her, saying he was going to end this all now. He really didn't know WHAT to think on the whole situation. The woman's eyes where full of tears, and that Yamcha creep was trying to slither off. Vegeta soon stopped that weakling of a human's futile attempt to leave, he wanted to end it all right HERE and right NOW! "GET UP", he hissed at Yamcha, who in turn, shakily got to his feet. Vegeta then turned to Bulma, anger coursing through his body. "What is going on", he said, in a voice full of such loathe, the woman shuddered with fear, tears now freely spilling down her flushed cheeks.
"Vegeta... I didn't ask him up here. This... this was all meant to be... for us", she stuttered, between her heavy sobbing. Vegetas forehead creased into a frown; why should he believe this shit, spilling endlessly from her mouth! He snarled at the woman, not even wanting to TALK to her, and he noticed she seemed even more hurt by this. She was now holding her hands up to her eyes, loud sobs breaking the silent and tense atmosphere. Yamcha, the pathetic weasel he was, was still rooted to the spot, shaking like a FUCKING WEAKLING! This was all too much for Vegeta, he felt like an IDIOT for even coming up here. He angrily stormed towards Yamcha, and soon had him pinned to the wall. "WHERE YOU FUCKING HER AFTER I LEFT", he yelled, glaring with such hatred at the cowering Yamcha. Yamcha seemed to have lost his usual 'wit', because no reply came. All Yamcha could do, was squeal in reply. This was NOT good enough for Vegeta, and he shook Yamcha again, now placing a hand to his neck, and squeezing. The human was positively terrified, and Vegeta smirked evilly. All the anger he was feeling, as well as that tiny trace of hurt he felt, seemed to lessen, with each choked breath the weakling breathed. He would kill Yamcha, to make him pay for all the hell he had put Vegeta through. He should have done it a very long time ago. Just as he was about to crush Yamchas neck, he felt something pulling on him, telling him to stop. He looked down, and saw Bulma, with a pleading look in her eye, beckoning him to stop. Her eyes; they where so beautiful, and her voice, was so soothing. He threw Yamchas half dead body aside, and stormed out of the room, and downstairs, without a look back. He then went outside, and sat down behind the gravity chamber, his breathing beginning to calm. She had done it again. Her spell had made him stop himself from killing the human, and this is what angered him most. Why did she have this effect on him? After everything she put him thorugh, he still could not forget her. Vegeta didn't understand all these feelings, and he certainly did not want them either. He didn't know how he could forgive the woman. What she had done to him was unacceptable. And she did not deserve anything from Vegeta. Let alone any forgiveness.
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There's no escape from love
Was a gentle breeze
Weaves it's spell upon your heart
No matter what you think
It won't be too long
Til your in my arms
Underneath the starlight - starlight
We'll be lost in the rhythm - so right
Feel it steal your heart tonight
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Everything hit Bulma very hard. The way Vegeta looked at her, his eyes full of anger, full of hate. The way his voice trembled with rage. The way he shuddered when she spoke his name. She told him everything was for him. But her word obviously wasn't enough for him. He didn't trust her, and this hurt her the most. She sobbed into her hands, pain and sadness overtaking her whole body. She just wanted to curl up and die. She shakily looked up, through blurred eyes, and choked back a frightened sob as she saw Vegeta, strangling Yamcha. She didn't know what to do; Yamcha was going to die. She couldn't let that happen, no matter how angry she felt at Yamcha. He was such a dear friend to her, and she would not let Vegeta kill him. Even if it meant putting herself at risk. She got back some of her usual spark, and flung herself on Vegeta, yelling for him to stop, and pounding him with all the strength she could muster. All she could think about was saving one of her dearest friends, even if it meant coming against someone 100 times stronger then herself. She stared at Vegeta, and watched as he looked back. The malicious look in his eyes seemed to falter under her gaze, and Vegeta threw Yamcha to the side. Bulma heaved a sigh of relief, and watched as Vegeta stormed off. She longed to follow him, but right now, she had to worry about helping Yamcha. She heaved him up, and involuntarily gasped at the state of his mangled neck. It was bruised a dark blackish-green colour, and blood was trickling out of the visible finger marks which where on his neck. She shook Yamchas shoulders, trying to wake him up. It was no good; he was out cold. She swallowed back her panic, and she ran to find her father, hoping Yamcha would be fine by himself. She found her Dad in his lab, and beckoned him upstairs. Dr Brief gasped, as Bulma did, at the sight of Yamcha, and he quickly heaved Yamcha up, with Bulmas aid, and they took him into the lab, to be examined. Dr Brief put Yamcha on a bed, and hooked him up to a drip, and started to examine Yamcha more carefully. Bulma couldn't watch, it made her sick to the stomach, seeing him look so venerable. After sometime, Dr Brief came over, and assured Bulma that Yamcha would be fine in a few days. Bulma sighed in relief, and soon found herself telling her Father everything that had happened. Dr Brief smiled at her, and kissed her head. "Bulma, you should try not to despair. If you could stop Vegeta from killing Yamcha, he obviously holds some feelings towards you. Even if he feels you where lying, you must try to get him to see the truth. Give him some time, he will come around", Dr Brief told Bulma, hugging her lovingly. Bulma smiled back her tears, and hugged her Father back.
"Thanks, Dad", she said, now standing up. She went over to Yamcha, who was starting to come around, and sat by his bed.
"You... saved... me", he croaked groggily, trying to smile.
"Hey, I couldn't let you die", she said, grinning.
"I... left you... I didn't try... to help you... I'm a coward... and I am sorry... for everything. Please... forgive me... Bulma", he spoke sincerely, and Bulma knew, this time, she could forgive him, without another thought to it.
"Friends", Bulma asked, putting a hand out too shake his.
"Friends", Yamcha stammered, shaking her hand. Bulma flung her arms around Yamcha, and hugged him. This time she knew that she could trust Yamcha. They could be friends still, and he knew where they stood. But, what about Vegeta? How did he feel about her right now? Bulma was to tired to do much about anything now, and she went upstairs, to bed. She would sort everything with Vegeta, and she would succeed, she told herself. She lay in bed, looking at the ceiling, and falling asleep. Vegeta would come around...
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You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No you can't fight it
No matter what you do
The night is gonna get to you
Don't try then
You're never gonna win
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Bulma cared for Yamcha for the next few days, until he was fully recovered. He thanked her, and asked her if she wanted him to go and explain everything to Vegeta. Bulma shook her head; she told him she would talk to Vegeta herself, when both she and Vegeta where ready. Bulma escorted Yamcha to the door, and gave him a friendly hug goodbye, then smiled. Yamcha seemed to remember something, judging from his expression, and before he left, he pulled a box out of his pocket. Not again, Bulma thought, seeing it was clearly a jewellery box. "Bulma", he said, before she had a chance to say anything. "I got you this. Its a friendship ring, and I want you to wear it, and remember, I will always be you're friend, and will always be here for you when you need a friend", Yamcha said, grinning at her. Without giving her time to react, he flew off, towards Roshis, leaving Bulma with a bewildered look on her face. She looked at the ring, and noted it wasn't exactly extravagant, but it was nice non-the-less. She placed the ring on her middle finger, and smiled. He had finally moved on. This made her very happy, she felt like jumping with glee. And she probably would have too, had Trunks not started screaming at that very moment. She giggled and ran upstairs, to where she picked up her baby and started breast feeding him. She found a seat on a chair in Trunks' room, and she cradled her baby lovingly, humming a tune to soothe him. Vegeta had been training non-stop the past few days, and the only time she saw him was meal times. He hadn't spoken a word to her, and this slightly upset her, but she knew, she had to wait till the time was right, for both of them. He still hadn't met his child, except for that disastrous night where Yamcha slept over. "Ahh, your Father is a very stubborn man, Trunks", she said, grinning at her baby. Trunks, oblivious to her words, as he very well couldn't talk himself, continued his lunch. "Saiyans", Bulma said with a laugh, as she hugged her baby. Once Trunks had finished, she sat down on the floor and started playing with him. Bulmas Father had made all sorts of toys for Trunks, some which scared the poor kid, because of their enormous size. Bulma lay down on the floor, and lifted Trunks into the air, above her, pulling faces at him. Trunks giggled a cute baby giggle, which made Bulma laugh too. "Awww, Trunks! I love you son", she said, as Trunks' giggles filled the room. Trunks and Vegeta both meant the world to Bulma, and if only Vegeta would believe she hadn't betrayed him. She didn't know what she was going to do to make him believe her; but there must be something. Bulma picked up Trunks, and went downstairs, noticing it was getting later into the afternoon. She made herself a late lunch, while her Mother played with Trunks, she then took Trunks upstairs, and put him in his bed. After that, she went down to the lab, and helped her Dad fix some of the stuff Vegeta had broken, while training. After the work was done, Bulma walked upstairs, noting it was about 8:30 or 9:00 at night. Trunks would wake up soon, most probably, so she walked into his room, to give him a bottle of warm milk. She saw him, lying so peacefully, and picked him up, kissing his head. She gave him his bottle, and sat down, hugging him closely, as she felt a cool wind coming through from the balcony outside Trunks room. She must've left the door open, or something, she thought, standing up, and walking over to close it. Then she noticed the outline of someone behind the curtains, standing on the balcony. Her heart beat faster, and fear engulfed her, as she held Trunks protectively. She picked up a lamp from a table in Trunks' room, and walked closer. She then swung the curtains open, ready to clobber the attacker with the lamp, holding Trunks with one arm. And her eyes widened. It was Vegeta.
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Part of me the starlight - starlight
There's a magical feeling - so right
It will steal your heart tonight
You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
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Vegeta had been avoiding that WOMAN for the past few days, and eventually, he could bare it no more. He had to talk to her, and ask WHY THE HELL she betrayed him; especially after how bad she felt after Yamcha cheated on her! What a hypocrite she was! He waited till it was evening, and he flew too her room, but saw she wasn't in it. "Must be in the brats room", he said, flying towards Trunks' room. He hadn't been inside the room, but he knew it was his brats, as he had heard the runts screaming coming from it. How it annoyed him, waking up to that horrid noise. It was almost as bad as the woman's hideous singing! He still smirked when he remembered the first time they slept together. That woman sure did know how to have fun in the bedroom, even if she was a cheater! He cursed under his breath, like he should have cared if she slept with the weakling Yamcha. But, he did care; and it was really PISSING HIM OFF! He landed on his kids balcony, and saw the silhouette of the woman and her child. A strange feeling came into his stomach as he saw Bulma, holding his son. It was pride. He frowned deeply; there he went again, feeling proud of someone other then himself. How weak of him! But, he couldn't help it. He rather liked seeing the two of them like that, and he silently opened the door. The woman obviously felt the change in temperature, because she was soon tiptoeing over, with a weapon, thinking there was an attacker. He had to admit, she was a brave little thing. She had tried to take him down the other day, even though she knew she was PATHETICLY weak, and this thought made Vegeta smirk. He certainly wouldn't mind having the woman as his partner for life; but, after what she had done, he knew he could not forgive her. He watched as the curtains swung open, and saw her beautiful eyes widen. She dropped her weapon, and whispered his name. He smirked at her, and nodded. "You have some explaining to do, woman", he said, trying to sound angry, but failing. Bulma hugged the kid, who looked cold, and took him inside, putting him in bed. Vegeta followed her, and sat down in the chair she had been in, looking at her expectantly. "Vegeta. I never cheated on you! You have to believe me", Bulma said to him, her soft voice soothing him, like it was a beautiful, magical song.
"No, I don't have do believe you", he said, snorting at her. He watched as she glared at his rudeness, making him smirk widely.
"I'm telling the truth Vegeta. After you left, all I could think about was if you where safe. I was angry you left, but I'd never cheat on you! I know how much it hurts, to be betrayed! And I would never want to bring that sort of pain upon anyone. Please believe me..", Bulma said, her voice trembling, as she was on the verge of tears. Vegeta watched her curiously, it looked like she was telling the truth; but she could be a sly little thing when she wanted. He shook his head at her. He didn't want her to think he felt hurt either, that would be a large blow to his pride.
"Why the hell should I believe you, woman", he spat, standing up, how they where now looking eye to eye. Vegeta watched, as Bulma could no longer keep the tears back, and saw them start to glitter on her cheeks. Her eyes made him want to believe her, and forget everything, and take her right now. But, that was foolish. She had betrayed him. No matter WHAT her eyes said!
"Vegeta, you have to believe me", she sobbed loudly, walking closely too him, so they where only feet apart. Vegeta breathed deeply; it was taking all his self control to hold back his lust for her. Though, he knew lust was not the only thing he was trying to hold back. He really did care for her.
"Give me ONE GOOD REASON WHY", he yelled, angry at her, as well as himself, because of all these unwanted feelings.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU", Bulma yelled, tears now flooding from her eyes. He gaped at her; did he hear her right?
"WHAT", he spat back at her.
"I LOVE YOU! I HAVE LOVED YOU SINCE THE FIRST TIME WE SLEPT TOGETHER", Bulmas words where filled with emotion, and her eyes where pleading with him. No one had ever really liked Vegeta, much less loved him. Bulma had never told him she cared for him, he thought it was all about the sex for her. Hearing her say these things made him feel extremely happy and proud, and he couldn't even curse himself under his breath for being weak; because he felt so good. He looked at her, his eyes wide. She looked back at him, still pleading with him, hoping he'd believe her. Vegeta smirked, and he couldn't stop himself. He took her in his arms, and kissed her. He had never felt so happy in his life, it was so strange, that this little, blue haired woman, could have such a powerful effect over him. But he knew, HE JUST KNEW, that he had that effect on her too. And he knew that she didn't sleep with Yamcha now. "Well, Bulma. I don't know about you, but I feel like a good time right now", he said, smirking evilly at her. Bulmas jaw dropped; he had USED HER NAME! That was enough to tell her that he cared about her! It may seem small to others, but his eyes told her as well. She looked at his perfectly sculpted body, so sexy with its ripped shirt, and let him carry her into the bedroom. They spent the night together, and it was the most wonderful out of all the times they had been together. Because, Vegeta knew Bulma was true to him, and Bulma knew Vegeta cared. And nothing, could ever come between them now, their bond was too strong.
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You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
Don't you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to your heart
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After their night of passion, Vegeta started acting in his bossy, arrogant manner again. But, Bulma didn't mind, and she enjoyed their arguments, and had fun taunting him. She finally got to introduce Vegeta to his son, as well. Vegeta refused to hold him, and tried to act like he wasn't interested, but she could tell he was proud of his son. Vegeta also smirked at Bulmas choice in naming him Trunks, and told her that 'Vegeta' would have been much more suitable, for the son of a Prince; though he quickly added that 'He didn't care anyway'. The night they made up, was so intimate, and so caring, and the two of them would never forget it. Though, Vegeta never told Bulma he cared, she knew he did, and knew he always would. And she felt happier still, too know he finally trusted her; though, he hadn't told her that either. And Vegeta knew, that there was someone in this world, who really loved him. Though, being the 'toughy' he was, he tried not to think about it very often. Bulma didn't see much of Vegeta, after their intimate night, only occasionally, as he had gone off to train and what not. But, she knew he had a place for her in his heart (like he'd ever tell her though). Yamcha, had moved on, and got himself a new girlfriend, Aimee. They suited each other perfectly fine; she stuck to him like a leech, and he loved showing her off. Yamcha always made time to come see Bulma and Trunks (he had grown close to Trunks now, despite his hard feelings towards Vegeta). Yamcha had also purchased a 'Super Nintendo', as he decided he had 'out grown' his Nintendo, and he was currently hooked on a game called 'Bubsy' (About a cat-thing that can jump really high...). The androids would soon be coming, and everyone was training hard. Even Yamcha decided to do a little bit of training, his ego had been deflated a lot, since Vegeta nearly CHOKED him to death! Bulmas life was back to normal; well, as normal as it could, anyway. Her life had always been slightly out of the ordinary. Finally, she told herself. She held baby Trunks in her arms, one sunny day, as she sat outside, under a tree. She heard a crash coming from the gravity chamber, and she watched as Vegeta stormed past her, grunting at her, with some broken metal in his hands. Bulma just laughed, snuggling Trunks to her chest. "Well Trunks, I've finally got the partner I have been dreaming for since I was a girl. Hes not as I imagined he would be. But," Bulma said, taking a breath. "But, he is the only man for me", she told Trunks, following Vegeta inside. I wonder if Vegeta wants a few rounds of fun in the bathtub, Bulma thought, smirking evilly, as she put Trunks to bed. "Only one way to find out", she said, grinning slyly, as she sauntered down to the labs. They really where... just PERFECT for each other, Bulma told herself, as she yelled at Vegeta for wrecking everything he touched. Everyone thought they where a very mismatched couple, but Bulma knew better. They really, simply where... Just perfect for each other. With that, Bulma led Vegeta upstairs, for some slippery bath tub fun!
Simply... perfect for each other...
~*The End*~
~*~Princess Garnet~*~
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Under a lovers' sky
Gonna be with you
And noone's gonna be around
If you think that you won't fall
Well just wait until
Til the sun goes down
Underneath the starlight - starlight
There's a magical feeling - so right
It'll steal your heart tonight
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Yamcha waited in Bulmas bed, happily anticipating the pleasure they would share shortly. Ahhh, he hadn't had a good screw in ages, and he was VERY lustful. Bulma Brief, the sexiest woman he had ever come across, would soon be in here, and all his work would have paid off. He would win her back! Lame old Vegeta would be the LAST thing on her mind, once Yamcha showed her his stuff. He had all sorts of perverted and odd fantasies he wanted to fulfil tonight, and the only woman he could think of sharing it all with was Bulma. He smoothed the blankets out next too him, and puffed out his chest, in an attempt to look 'cool' for Bulma. I'm so damn fine, how can Bulma resist. Compared to me, Vegeta is NOTHING! No one is as cool as me, he thought, chuckling to himself. "Who da man", he said to himself, grinning a sexy grin. Yamcha sat, watching the door excitedly. So, so SOON, all his sexual fantasies would be coming true. SUCKED IN VEGETA! Yamchas grin turned into a goofy smile as he saw the door handle turn. Then, the door was flung open, and he saw Bulma, who was cussing under her breath. Too much sexual tension, thought Yamcha. Well, I can help her there, he told himself, patting the blanket next to him, as he grinned at Bulma, who had FINALLY noticed him. He watched as Bulma turned red, OBVIOUSLY blushing at his SEXY, naked body! He didn't seem to notice she was shaking in rage. It couldn't be that she was angry, anyway! I'm just so damn cool, Yamcha thought, still patting the blanket. The next thing he knew, she was asking what on 'Earth' he was doing in her bed. He laughed and thought, ahhh, my sweet Princess is so innocent and beautiful! He replied to her in a purring, sexy voice, telling her he wanted to get down and dirty. Bulma then done something very odd; she told him to leave. He told her he wasn't going anywhere, and he noticed her face contort into a furious glare. He couldn't 'mistake' it for anything else, no matter how hard he tried. She was positively furious! He stared at Bulma blankly; what was her problem? And how DARE she look at him in such disgust. WHAT A ROTTEN BITCH! He couldn't believe her! Then, his attention was drawn away from that horrible, TEASE of a whore, Bulma, to her bedroom door again. And who he saw in the doorway made him positively gasp. VEGETA! And Vegeta looked shocked to, for the briefest second. But this look was replaced with a VERY angry looking glare. Oh crud, Yamcha thought, letting out a little whimper. What the heck was Vegeta doing here? Well, Yamcha tried not to worry about that. Yamcha was more worried about Vegeta mutilating his perfect face, in his rage. Yamcha swallowed hard, as Vegeta glared at Bulma, and yelled at her that he was going to 'End this right now'. As long as he doesn't hurt me, thought Yamcha, as he cowered under the bed covers. Bulma isn't worth dying for, ESPECIALLY if she wont have sex with me, he thought, nodding to himself. Yes, I shall just leave the two of them too sort out their differences, he told himself, as he slowly slid out of the bed. "YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE, SCUM", Vegetas voice boomed in Yamchas direction. Oh, crap, Yamcha thought, standing up slowly. What was Vegeta going to do to him?
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You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to your heart
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When Vegeta had climbed the stairs, and walked into the WOMANS room, what he saw completely took him aback! She was there, and that FOOLISH, IMPUDENT DISGRACE, YAMCHA, was lying naked in her bed, and the room seemed to be decorated for the occasion. He looked at Bulma, and glared when she uttered his name. He was so pissed off, and he yelled out to her, saying he was going to end this all now. He really didn't know WHAT to think on the whole situation. The woman's eyes where full of tears, and that Yamcha creep was trying to slither off. Vegeta soon stopped that weakling of a human's futile attempt to leave, he wanted to end it all right HERE and right NOW! "GET UP", he hissed at Yamcha, who in turn, shakily got to his feet. Vegeta then turned to Bulma, anger coursing through his body. "What is going on", he said, in a voice full of such loathe, the woman shuddered with fear, tears now freely spilling down her flushed cheeks.
"Vegeta... I didn't ask him up here. This... this was all meant to be... for us", she stuttered, between her heavy sobbing. Vegetas forehead creased into a frown; why should he believe this shit, spilling endlessly from her mouth! He snarled at the woman, not even wanting to TALK to her, and he noticed she seemed even more hurt by this. She was now holding her hands up to her eyes, loud sobs breaking the silent and tense atmosphere. Yamcha, the pathetic weasel he was, was still rooted to the spot, shaking like a FUCKING WEAKLING! This was all too much for Vegeta, he felt like an IDIOT for even coming up here. He angrily stormed towards Yamcha, and soon had him pinned to the wall. "WHERE YOU FUCKING HER AFTER I LEFT", he yelled, glaring with such hatred at the cowering Yamcha. Yamcha seemed to have lost his usual 'wit', because no reply came. All Yamcha could do, was squeal in reply. This was NOT good enough for Vegeta, and he shook Yamcha again, now placing a hand to his neck, and squeezing. The human was positively terrified, and Vegeta smirked evilly. All the anger he was feeling, as well as that tiny trace of hurt he felt, seemed to lessen, with each choked breath the weakling breathed. He would kill Yamcha, to make him pay for all the hell he had put Vegeta through. He should have done it a very long time ago. Just as he was about to crush Yamchas neck, he felt something pulling on him, telling him to stop. He looked down, and saw Bulma, with a pleading look in her eye, beckoning him to stop. Her eyes; they where so beautiful, and her voice, was so soothing. He threw Yamchas half dead body aside, and stormed out of the room, and downstairs, without a look back. He then went outside, and sat down behind the gravity chamber, his breathing beginning to calm. She had done it again. Her spell had made him stop himself from killing the human, and this is what angered him most. Why did she have this effect on him? After everything she put him thorugh, he still could not forget her. Vegeta didn't understand all these feelings, and he certainly did not want them either. He didn't know how he could forgive the woman. What she had done to him was unacceptable. And she did not deserve anything from Vegeta. Let alone any forgiveness.
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There's no escape from love
Was a gentle breeze
Weaves it's spell upon your heart
No matter what you think
It won't be too long
Til your in my arms
Underneath the starlight - starlight
We'll be lost in the rhythm - so right
Feel it steal your heart tonight
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Everything hit Bulma very hard. The way Vegeta looked at her, his eyes full of anger, full of hate. The way his voice trembled with rage. The way he shuddered when she spoke his name. She told him everything was for him. But her word obviously wasn't enough for him. He didn't trust her, and this hurt her the most. She sobbed into her hands, pain and sadness overtaking her whole body. She just wanted to curl up and die. She shakily looked up, through blurred eyes, and choked back a frightened sob as she saw Vegeta, strangling Yamcha. She didn't know what to do; Yamcha was going to die. She couldn't let that happen, no matter how angry she felt at Yamcha. He was such a dear friend to her, and she would not let Vegeta kill him. Even if it meant putting herself at risk. She got back some of her usual spark, and flung herself on Vegeta, yelling for him to stop, and pounding him with all the strength she could muster. All she could think about was saving one of her dearest friends, even if it meant coming against someone 100 times stronger then herself. She stared at Vegeta, and watched as he looked back. The malicious look in his eyes seemed to falter under her gaze, and Vegeta threw Yamcha to the side. Bulma heaved a sigh of relief, and watched as Vegeta stormed off. She longed to follow him, but right now, she had to worry about helping Yamcha. She heaved him up, and involuntarily gasped at the state of his mangled neck. It was bruised a dark blackish-green colour, and blood was trickling out of the visible finger marks which where on his neck. She shook Yamchas shoulders, trying to wake him up. It was no good; he was out cold. She swallowed back her panic, and she ran to find her father, hoping Yamcha would be fine by himself. She found her Dad in his lab, and beckoned him upstairs. Dr Brief gasped, as Bulma did, at the sight of Yamcha, and he quickly heaved Yamcha up, with Bulmas aid, and they took him into the lab, to be examined. Dr Brief put Yamcha on a bed, and hooked him up to a drip, and started to examine Yamcha more carefully. Bulma couldn't watch, it made her sick to the stomach, seeing him look so venerable. After sometime, Dr Brief came over, and assured Bulma that Yamcha would be fine in a few days. Bulma sighed in relief, and soon found herself telling her Father everything that had happened. Dr Brief smiled at her, and kissed her head. "Bulma, you should try not to despair. If you could stop Vegeta from killing Yamcha, he obviously holds some feelings towards you. Even if he feels you where lying, you must try to get him to see the truth. Give him some time, he will come around", Dr Brief told Bulma, hugging her lovingly. Bulma smiled back her tears, and hugged her Father back.
"Thanks, Dad", she said, now standing up. She went over to Yamcha, who was starting to come around, and sat by his bed.
"You... saved... me", he croaked groggily, trying to smile.
"Hey, I couldn't let you die", she said, grinning.
"I... left you... I didn't try... to help you... I'm a coward... and I am sorry... for everything. Please... forgive me... Bulma", he spoke sincerely, and Bulma knew, this time, she could forgive him, without another thought to it.
"Friends", Bulma asked, putting a hand out too shake his.
"Friends", Yamcha stammered, shaking her hand. Bulma flung her arms around Yamcha, and hugged him. This time she knew that she could trust Yamcha. They could be friends still, and he knew where they stood. But, what about Vegeta? How did he feel about her right now? Bulma was to tired to do much about anything now, and she went upstairs, to bed. She would sort everything with Vegeta, and she would succeed, she told herself. She lay in bed, looking at the ceiling, and falling asleep. Vegeta would come around...
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You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No you can't fight it
No matter what you do
The night is gonna get to you
Don't try then
You're never gonna win
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Bulma cared for Yamcha for the next few days, until he was fully recovered. He thanked her, and asked her if she wanted him to go and explain everything to Vegeta. Bulma shook her head; she told him she would talk to Vegeta herself, when both she and Vegeta where ready. Bulma escorted Yamcha to the door, and gave him a friendly hug goodbye, then smiled. Yamcha seemed to remember something, judging from his expression, and before he left, he pulled a box out of his pocket. Not again, Bulma thought, seeing it was clearly a jewellery box. "Bulma", he said, before she had a chance to say anything. "I got you this. Its a friendship ring, and I want you to wear it, and remember, I will always be you're friend, and will always be here for you when you need a friend", Yamcha said, grinning at her. Without giving her time to react, he flew off, towards Roshis, leaving Bulma with a bewildered look on her face. She looked at the ring, and noted it wasn't exactly extravagant, but it was nice non-the-less. She placed the ring on her middle finger, and smiled. He had finally moved on. This made her very happy, she felt like jumping with glee. And she probably would have too, had Trunks not started screaming at that very moment. She giggled and ran upstairs, to where she picked up her baby and started breast feeding him. She found a seat on a chair in Trunks' room, and she cradled her baby lovingly, humming a tune to soothe him. Vegeta had been training non-stop the past few days, and the only time she saw him was meal times. He hadn't spoken a word to her, and this slightly upset her, but she knew, she had to wait till the time was right, for both of them. He still hadn't met his child, except for that disastrous night where Yamcha slept over. "Ahh, your Father is a very stubborn man, Trunks", she said, grinning at her baby. Trunks, oblivious to her words, as he very well couldn't talk himself, continued his lunch. "Saiyans", Bulma said with a laugh, as she hugged her baby. Once Trunks had finished, she sat down on the floor and started playing with him. Bulmas Father had made all sorts of toys for Trunks, some which scared the poor kid, because of their enormous size. Bulma lay down on the floor, and lifted Trunks into the air, above her, pulling faces at him. Trunks giggled a cute baby giggle, which made Bulma laugh too. "Awww, Trunks! I love you son", she said, as Trunks' giggles filled the room. Trunks and Vegeta both meant the world to Bulma, and if only Vegeta would believe she hadn't betrayed him. She didn't know what she was going to do to make him believe her; but there must be something. Bulma picked up Trunks, and went downstairs, noticing it was getting later into the afternoon. She made herself a late lunch, while her Mother played with Trunks, she then took Trunks upstairs, and put him in his bed. After that, she went down to the lab, and helped her Dad fix some of the stuff Vegeta had broken, while training. After the work was done, Bulma walked upstairs, noting it was about 8:30 or 9:00 at night. Trunks would wake up soon, most probably, so she walked into his room, to give him a bottle of warm milk. She saw him, lying so peacefully, and picked him up, kissing his head. She gave him his bottle, and sat down, hugging him closely, as she felt a cool wind coming through from the balcony outside Trunks room. She must've left the door open, or something, she thought, standing up, and walking over to close it. Then she noticed the outline of someone behind the curtains, standing on the balcony. Her heart beat faster, and fear engulfed her, as she held Trunks protectively. She picked up a lamp from a table in Trunks' room, and walked closer. She then swung the curtains open, ready to clobber the attacker with the lamp, holding Trunks with one arm. And her eyes widened. It was Vegeta.
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Part of me the starlight - starlight
There's a magical feeling - so right
It will steal your heart tonight
You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
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Vegeta had been avoiding that WOMAN for the past few days, and eventually, he could bare it no more. He had to talk to her, and ask WHY THE HELL she betrayed him; especially after how bad she felt after Yamcha cheated on her! What a hypocrite she was! He waited till it was evening, and he flew too her room, but saw she wasn't in it. "Must be in the brats room", he said, flying towards Trunks' room. He hadn't been inside the room, but he knew it was his brats, as he had heard the runts screaming coming from it. How it annoyed him, waking up to that horrid noise. It was almost as bad as the woman's hideous singing! He still smirked when he remembered the first time they slept together. That woman sure did know how to have fun in the bedroom, even if she was a cheater! He cursed under his breath, like he should have cared if she slept with the weakling Yamcha. But, he did care; and it was really PISSING HIM OFF! He landed on his kids balcony, and saw the silhouette of the woman and her child. A strange feeling came into his stomach as he saw Bulma, holding his son. It was pride. He frowned deeply; there he went again, feeling proud of someone other then himself. How weak of him! But, he couldn't help it. He rather liked seeing the two of them like that, and he silently opened the door. The woman obviously felt the change in temperature, because she was soon tiptoeing over, with a weapon, thinking there was an attacker. He had to admit, she was a brave little thing. She had tried to take him down the other day, even though she knew she was PATHETICLY weak, and this thought made Vegeta smirk. He certainly wouldn't mind having the woman as his partner for life; but, after what she had done, he knew he could not forgive her. He watched as the curtains swung open, and saw her beautiful eyes widen. She dropped her weapon, and whispered his name. He smirked at her, and nodded. "You have some explaining to do, woman", he said, trying to sound angry, but failing. Bulma hugged the kid, who looked cold, and took him inside, putting him in bed. Vegeta followed her, and sat down in the chair she had been in, looking at her expectantly. "Vegeta. I never cheated on you! You have to believe me", Bulma said to him, her soft voice soothing him, like it was a beautiful, magical song.
"No, I don't have do believe you", he said, snorting at her. He watched as she glared at his rudeness, making him smirk widely.
"I'm telling the truth Vegeta. After you left, all I could think about was if you where safe. I was angry you left, but I'd never cheat on you! I know how much it hurts, to be betrayed! And I would never want to bring that sort of pain upon anyone. Please believe me..", Bulma said, her voice trembling, as she was on the verge of tears. Vegeta watched her curiously, it looked like she was telling the truth; but she could be a sly little thing when she wanted. He shook his head at her. He didn't want her to think he felt hurt either, that would be a large blow to his pride.
"Why the hell should I believe you, woman", he spat, standing up, how they where now looking eye to eye. Vegeta watched, as Bulma could no longer keep the tears back, and saw them start to glitter on her cheeks. Her eyes made him want to believe her, and forget everything, and take her right now. But, that was foolish. She had betrayed him. No matter WHAT her eyes said!
"Vegeta, you have to believe me", she sobbed loudly, walking closely too him, so they where only feet apart. Vegeta breathed deeply; it was taking all his self control to hold back his lust for her. Though, he knew lust was not the only thing he was trying to hold back. He really did care for her.
"Give me ONE GOOD REASON WHY", he yelled, angry at her, as well as himself, because of all these unwanted feelings.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU", Bulma yelled, tears now flooding from her eyes. He gaped at her; did he hear her right?
"WHAT", he spat back at her.
"I LOVE YOU! I HAVE LOVED YOU SINCE THE FIRST TIME WE SLEPT TOGETHER", Bulmas words where filled with emotion, and her eyes where pleading with him. No one had ever really liked Vegeta, much less loved him. Bulma had never told him she cared for him, he thought it was all about the sex for her. Hearing her say these things made him feel extremely happy and proud, and he couldn't even curse himself under his breath for being weak; because he felt so good. He looked at her, his eyes wide. She looked back at him, still pleading with him, hoping he'd believe her. Vegeta smirked, and he couldn't stop himself. He took her in his arms, and kissed her. He had never felt so happy in his life, it was so strange, that this little, blue haired woman, could have such a powerful effect over him. But he knew, HE JUST KNEW, that he had that effect on her too. And he knew that she didn't sleep with Yamcha now. "Well, Bulma. I don't know about you, but I feel like a good time right now", he said, smirking evilly at her. Bulmas jaw dropped; he had USED HER NAME! That was enough to tell her that he cared about her! It may seem small to others, but his eyes told her as well. She looked at his perfectly sculpted body, so sexy with its ripped shirt, and let him carry her into the bedroom. They spent the night together, and it was the most wonderful out of all the times they had been together. Because, Vegeta knew Bulma was true to him, and Bulma knew Vegeta cared. And nothing, could ever come between them now, their bond was too strong.
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You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
Don't you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to your heart
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After their night of passion, Vegeta started acting in his bossy, arrogant manner again. But, Bulma didn't mind, and she enjoyed their arguments, and had fun taunting him. She finally got to introduce Vegeta to his son, as well. Vegeta refused to hold him, and tried to act like he wasn't interested, but she could tell he was proud of his son. Vegeta also smirked at Bulmas choice in naming him Trunks, and told her that 'Vegeta' would have been much more suitable, for the son of a Prince; though he quickly added that 'He didn't care anyway'. The night they made up, was so intimate, and so caring, and the two of them would never forget it. Though, Vegeta never told Bulma he cared, she knew he did, and knew he always would. And she felt happier still, too know he finally trusted her; though, he hadn't told her that either. And Vegeta knew, that there was someone in this world, who really loved him. Though, being the 'toughy' he was, he tried not to think about it very often. Bulma didn't see much of Vegeta, after their intimate night, only occasionally, as he had gone off to train and what not. But, she knew he had a place for her in his heart (like he'd ever tell her though). Yamcha, had moved on, and got himself a new girlfriend, Aimee. They suited each other perfectly fine; she stuck to him like a leech, and he loved showing her off. Yamcha always made time to come see Bulma and Trunks (he had grown close to Trunks now, despite his hard feelings towards Vegeta). Yamcha had also purchased a 'Super Nintendo', as he decided he had 'out grown' his Nintendo, and he was currently hooked on a game called 'Bubsy' (About a cat-thing that can jump really high...). The androids would soon be coming, and everyone was training hard. Even Yamcha decided to do a little bit of training, his ego had been deflated a lot, since Vegeta nearly CHOKED him to death! Bulmas life was back to normal; well, as normal as it could, anyway. Her life had always been slightly out of the ordinary. Finally, she told herself. She held baby Trunks in her arms, one sunny day, as she sat outside, under a tree. She heard a crash coming from the gravity chamber, and she watched as Vegeta stormed past her, grunting at her, with some broken metal in his hands. Bulma just laughed, snuggling Trunks to her chest. "Well Trunks, I've finally got the partner I have been dreaming for since I was a girl. Hes not as I imagined he would be. But," Bulma said, taking a breath. "But, he is the only man for me", she told Trunks, following Vegeta inside. I wonder if Vegeta wants a few rounds of fun in the bathtub, Bulma thought, smirking evilly, as she put Trunks to bed. "Only one way to find out", she said, grinning slyly, as she sauntered down to the labs. They really where... just PERFECT for each other, Bulma told herself, as she yelled at Vegeta for wrecking everything he touched. Everyone thought they where a very mismatched couple, but Bulma knew better. They really, simply where... Just perfect for each other. With that, Bulma led Vegeta upstairs, for some slippery bath tub fun!
Simply... perfect for each other...
~*The End*~