Things of the Past
Chapter 8
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
Plug of the Chapter: Tribulations from the Past by Blue-Flame12. (http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1186041)
Bulma gasped as a white-gloved hand snaked its way across her mouth. She tried to scream, but the grip was too firm.
"Not going to scream when I let go, are you?" she heard a husky voice in her ear. She steamed angrily as she recognized the voice.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed when he left go of her mouth and whirled around to face him. Vegeta chuckled.
"Scared you, didn't I?"
She ignored that question. "What the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be preparing to go back to Vegetasei?" she asked sardonically. He pouted.
"Come on, Bulma. Can't we catch up on old times?" he asked with a false sweetness. He rubbed his hand up and down her arm. She slapped it away.
"Don't call me that! And don't touch me like that, I'm engaged!" she reprimanded him angrily.
He raised an eyebrow. "Why ARE you engaged to that fool anyway? He was like your brother."
"He was, but since a few years ago, we love each other, Vegeta. You know, love? That warm, fuzzy feeling you get when you're near someone?" she said, pointing a finger into his chest. He looked down at her finger and shrugged.
"Never felt it. Don't believe in it. Anyway, let's go back to my quarters. Catch up a little," he suggested with an undertone. She supressed a gasp at his audicity.
"VEGETA, get it through your head! I love... umm..." Bulma face-faulted. After a few minutes, she turned around abruptly and walked swiftly away from Vegeta.
"His name is Zarbon, by the way!" Vegeta called out, laughing cruelly from behind her. Her face flushed scarlet-red, but she refused to give Vegeta the satisfaction of admitting that while she was talking to him, she couldn't even remember her own fiancee's name!
~*~
Bulma had stomped all of the way to her and Zarbon's quarters. She had angrily pushed aside all by-passers, including a confused ChiChi and Krillin. She flopped down on her bed and threw her arms over her face.
It's just got to be a bad sign for your marriage when you can't even remember your fiancee's name, she thought to herself sarcastically. But she had never forgotten Vegeta's name. She had REALLY never forgotten Vegeta's name.
She remembered one time when her and Zarbon were making love, she had called out Vegeta's name during her climax. She thanked every deity she could think of to this day that Zarbon hadn't noticed during his own climax, but she was very careful from now on. Not that it was easy to be careful during sex...
She didn't even truly know why she called out his name. It wasn't like she was in love with the man. Quite the contrary actually. She was beginning to despise him; he made her too confused. She nearly jumped in surprise as her bedroom door slid open. She was somewhat relieved to find that it was Zarbon and not Vegeta who entered.
"What are you doing in here all alone?" he asked her while sitting down on the bed. She sat up and scooted over next to him.
"Just thinking." He raised an eyebrow at her quiet and unsure response. He pushed his braid over his shoulder and held her hand.
"Something the matter?" he asked gently, rubbing his thumb over her hand. She shook her head.
"You sure?" he pressed and she shook her head again. He nodded.
"Okay then. I'm here to talk if you want to though," he told her, bringing her hand to his lips. She smiled and thanked him quietly.
"Now, not to intrude on your solitude, but the wedding planner is here for the final arrangements," he told her. She sighed inwardly, not really feeling like dealing with wedding things at the moment, but stood anyway. She also felt guilty when she looked into Zarbon's eyes. She hadn't even remembered his name a few minutes ago...
As the two of them walked to the last conference room to meet the wedding planner, Zarbon continued to notice that something was still on Bulma's mind. He decided not to ask her though, figuring she would tell him when she was ready.
"Hello, Bulma, dear!" Bulma heard a familar voice say as her and Zarbon entered the conference room. She smiled and walked up the woman, each of them kissing each other on the cheek.
"Bear-chan, how are you?" Bulma asked happily. The other lady pushed her blonde hair over her shoulder.
"Wonderful, dear!"
"'Bear-chan?'" a man next to Bear questioned curiously. Bulma regarded him silently, looking to Bear questioningly.
"Oh, Bulma, this is my husband--Chris," Bear introduced the two of them quickly. Bulma and Chris each said their 'hello's' and shook hands politely.
"This is my fiancee--Zarbon," Bulma introduced the two men and they regarded each other with a nod.
"Anyway, shall we?" Bear asked, motioning to some floral patterns laid out on the table.
~*~ A few days later...
Two young men knocked on a door at 5:30 AM. After a few minutes and a few broken-lamp sounds from inside, a very groggy ChiChi answered the door.
"What the hell do you... oh, my gosh, Yamucha?! Kakkarot!" she exclaimed after rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She gripped them both in a tight hug and invited them in the room. A little while later, they were all seated around the coffee table.
"I thought you weren't coming for a few more days, Kakkarot?" she asked, setting her cup of tea on the coffee table. Yamucha took a sip of his tea and also set the cup down on the table.
"We wanted to surprise everyone," he answered, since Kakkarot was busy stuffing his face with eggs, ham and pancakes. She nodded in acknowledgment.
"I'm glad you guys are here. Bulma will be so happy to see you both!" ChiChi said, taking another sip of her tea.
"Yeah, we wanted to surprise her in her room, but then I thought that she might be uh... with Zarbon, you know?" ChiChi nodded with a small grin on her face.
"Mhm, wouldn't want to walk in on that," she responded with a giggle.
"So, how is everyone?" Yamucha asked in interest. ChiChi looked up and shook her hand from side to side in a 'so-so' gesture.
"Juuhachigou is a little on the odd side now, but everyone is just fine. Vegeta has this strange thing with Bulma now though. It's eerie," ChiChi said, shaking her head to herself.
"What do you mean?" he asked. She leaned back further onto the couch and tucked her legs underneath her.
"Well, he's been pestering her a lot and just the other day, I saw him staring at her from behind a corner where she couldn't see him. Anyway, you guys just have to stay until the wedding! It's only two weeks away and it would be silly for you to leave and come back," she told them in a matter-of-fact tone.
"ChiChi, with the Teleporter, it only takes like two seconds to get here," Yamucha chuckled and Kakkarot nodded his two cents. She waved them off with her hand.
"Still! We wouldn't have it any other way."
~*~
Bulma was once again staying late in her lab. Ever since she was a young girl, she had found that once she got started on a project, she couldn't bring herself to leave it unfinished. She started to hum, but it soon turned into full-force singing.
~Oh, thinking about our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothing can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
Keep me coming back for more
Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe we're in Heaven
And lovin' is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see we're in Heaven~
Bulma loved that song. It was by a Chikyuujin singer, Bryan Adams, and Krillin had introduced her to the song, 'Heaven,' when they were in their early teens.
"Sounds like you and me," Vegeta said as he stepped out of the shadows. Bulma screamed in fright.
"Vegeta, I swear to God, if you do that again, you will seriously regret it. Quit fucking sneaking up on me!" she yelled angrily. "What the hell are you doing spying on me all of the time anyway?! Do you spy on me in the shower, too?!"
He smirked. "Are you giving me permission?" She rolled her eyes at him and spun around to her project again. Maybe if she ignored him he would just leave.
"What are you working on?"
She frowned. Couldn't he take a hint? "Trying to figure out why the glycolcerin won't bubble like it's supposed to when I mix it with the ulonigin. Nothing you can help me with though," she told him quickly. He rubbed his chin in thought and she vaguely remembered him doing that when they were children and he couldn't figure out something in school, though that was rare. It was cute.
"Did you mix the glycolcerin with tyunon first?" he asked. She nodded irritably.
"Of course!"
"At a two-hundred and fifty degree fahrenheit temperature?"
"Yes!"
"While you were dropping small amounts of ulonigin in it at five-minute intervals?"
"Ye-" she face-faulted. "A... no..." She flushed in embarrassment. She couldn't believe she hadn't thought of that bluntly obvious clue. She looked at Vegeta curiously. Zarbon had never been able to help her with her projects. He wasn't scientifically talented.
"Thanks," she said quietly. He shrugged and walked closer to her. He bent down and kissed the side of her neck lightly.
"No problem," he whispered and she shuddered. He looked up at her and slowly began backing out of the room.
"W-Where are you going?" she stuttered. He smirked.
"To finish packing my things, so we can leave the planet." Bulma suddenly felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach. She swallowed painfully. She should be happy that he was leaving; she could now think solely about her fiancee and not have the confusing thoughts about Vegeta mingled in there, as well.
She wasn't happy though.
Aww, what's up with Bulma? That chapter was somewhat longer than my usual chapters. I hope you guys enjoyed it! ^_^
Chapter 8
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
Plug of the Chapter: Tribulations from the Past by Blue-Flame12. (http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1186041)
Bulma gasped as a white-gloved hand snaked its way across her mouth. She tried to scream, but the grip was too firm.
"Not going to scream when I let go, are you?" she heard a husky voice in her ear. She steamed angrily as she recognized the voice.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed when he left go of her mouth and whirled around to face him. Vegeta chuckled.
"Scared you, didn't I?"
She ignored that question. "What the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be preparing to go back to Vegetasei?" she asked sardonically. He pouted.
"Come on, Bulma. Can't we catch up on old times?" he asked with a false sweetness. He rubbed his hand up and down her arm. She slapped it away.
"Don't call me that! And don't touch me like that, I'm engaged!" she reprimanded him angrily.
He raised an eyebrow. "Why ARE you engaged to that fool anyway? He was like your brother."
"He was, but since a few years ago, we love each other, Vegeta. You know, love? That warm, fuzzy feeling you get when you're near someone?" she said, pointing a finger into his chest. He looked down at her finger and shrugged.
"Never felt it. Don't believe in it. Anyway, let's go back to my quarters. Catch up a little," he suggested with an undertone. She supressed a gasp at his audicity.
"VEGETA, get it through your head! I love... umm..." Bulma face-faulted. After a few minutes, she turned around abruptly and walked swiftly away from Vegeta.
"His name is Zarbon, by the way!" Vegeta called out, laughing cruelly from behind her. Her face flushed scarlet-red, but she refused to give Vegeta the satisfaction of admitting that while she was talking to him, she couldn't even remember her own fiancee's name!
~*~
Bulma had stomped all of the way to her and Zarbon's quarters. She had angrily pushed aside all by-passers, including a confused ChiChi and Krillin. She flopped down on her bed and threw her arms over her face.
It's just got to be a bad sign for your marriage when you can't even remember your fiancee's name, she thought to herself sarcastically. But she had never forgotten Vegeta's name. She had REALLY never forgotten Vegeta's name.
She remembered one time when her and Zarbon were making love, she had called out Vegeta's name during her climax. She thanked every deity she could think of to this day that Zarbon hadn't noticed during his own climax, but she was very careful from now on. Not that it was easy to be careful during sex...
She didn't even truly know why she called out his name. It wasn't like she was in love with the man. Quite the contrary actually. She was beginning to despise him; he made her too confused. She nearly jumped in surprise as her bedroom door slid open. She was somewhat relieved to find that it was Zarbon and not Vegeta who entered.
"What are you doing in here all alone?" he asked her while sitting down on the bed. She sat up and scooted over next to him.
"Just thinking." He raised an eyebrow at her quiet and unsure response. He pushed his braid over his shoulder and held her hand.
"Something the matter?" he asked gently, rubbing his thumb over her hand. She shook her head.
"You sure?" he pressed and she shook her head again. He nodded.
"Okay then. I'm here to talk if you want to though," he told her, bringing her hand to his lips. She smiled and thanked him quietly.
"Now, not to intrude on your solitude, but the wedding planner is here for the final arrangements," he told her. She sighed inwardly, not really feeling like dealing with wedding things at the moment, but stood anyway. She also felt guilty when she looked into Zarbon's eyes. She hadn't even remembered his name a few minutes ago...
As the two of them walked to the last conference room to meet the wedding planner, Zarbon continued to notice that something was still on Bulma's mind. He decided not to ask her though, figuring she would tell him when she was ready.
"Hello, Bulma, dear!" Bulma heard a familar voice say as her and Zarbon entered the conference room. She smiled and walked up the woman, each of them kissing each other on the cheek.
"Bear-chan, how are you?" Bulma asked happily. The other lady pushed her blonde hair over her shoulder.
"Wonderful, dear!"
"'Bear-chan?'" a man next to Bear questioned curiously. Bulma regarded him silently, looking to Bear questioningly.
"Oh, Bulma, this is my husband--Chris," Bear introduced the two of them quickly. Bulma and Chris each said their 'hello's' and shook hands politely.
"This is my fiancee--Zarbon," Bulma introduced the two men and they regarded each other with a nod.
"Anyway, shall we?" Bear asked, motioning to some floral patterns laid out on the table.
~*~ A few days later...
Two young men knocked on a door at 5:30 AM. After a few minutes and a few broken-lamp sounds from inside, a very groggy ChiChi answered the door.
"What the hell do you... oh, my gosh, Yamucha?! Kakkarot!" she exclaimed after rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She gripped them both in a tight hug and invited them in the room. A little while later, they were all seated around the coffee table.
"I thought you weren't coming for a few more days, Kakkarot?" she asked, setting her cup of tea on the coffee table. Yamucha took a sip of his tea and also set the cup down on the table.
"We wanted to surprise everyone," he answered, since Kakkarot was busy stuffing his face with eggs, ham and pancakes. She nodded in acknowledgment.
"I'm glad you guys are here. Bulma will be so happy to see you both!" ChiChi said, taking another sip of her tea.
"Yeah, we wanted to surprise her in her room, but then I thought that she might be uh... with Zarbon, you know?" ChiChi nodded with a small grin on her face.
"Mhm, wouldn't want to walk in on that," she responded with a giggle.
"So, how is everyone?" Yamucha asked in interest. ChiChi looked up and shook her hand from side to side in a 'so-so' gesture.
"Juuhachigou is a little on the odd side now, but everyone is just fine. Vegeta has this strange thing with Bulma now though. It's eerie," ChiChi said, shaking her head to herself.
"What do you mean?" he asked. She leaned back further onto the couch and tucked her legs underneath her.
"Well, he's been pestering her a lot and just the other day, I saw him staring at her from behind a corner where she couldn't see him. Anyway, you guys just have to stay until the wedding! It's only two weeks away and it would be silly for you to leave and come back," she told them in a matter-of-fact tone.
"ChiChi, with the Teleporter, it only takes like two seconds to get here," Yamucha chuckled and Kakkarot nodded his two cents. She waved them off with her hand.
"Still! We wouldn't have it any other way."
~*~
Bulma was once again staying late in her lab. Ever since she was a young girl, she had found that once she got started on a project, she couldn't bring herself to leave it unfinished. She started to hum, but it soon turned into full-force singing.
~Oh, thinking about our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothing can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
Keep me coming back for more
Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe we're in Heaven
And lovin' is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see we're in Heaven~
Bulma loved that song. It was by a Chikyuujin singer, Bryan Adams, and Krillin had introduced her to the song, 'Heaven,' when they were in their early teens.
"Sounds like you and me," Vegeta said as he stepped out of the shadows. Bulma screamed in fright.
"Vegeta, I swear to God, if you do that again, you will seriously regret it. Quit fucking sneaking up on me!" she yelled angrily. "What the hell are you doing spying on me all of the time anyway?! Do you spy on me in the shower, too?!"
He smirked. "Are you giving me permission?" She rolled her eyes at him and spun around to her project again. Maybe if she ignored him he would just leave.
"What are you working on?"
She frowned. Couldn't he take a hint? "Trying to figure out why the glycolcerin won't bubble like it's supposed to when I mix it with the ulonigin. Nothing you can help me with though," she told him quickly. He rubbed his chin in thought and she vaguely remembered him doing that when they were children and he couldn't figure out something in school, though that was rare. It was cute.
"Did you mix the glycolcerin with tyunon first?" he asked. She nodded irritably.
"Of course!"
"At a two-hundred and fifty degree fahrenheit temperature?"
"Yes!"
"While you were dropping small amounts of ulonigin in it at five-minute intervals?"
"Ye-" she face-faulted. "A... no..." She flushed in embarrassment. She couldn't believe she hadn't thought of that bluntly obvious clue. She looked at Vegeta curiously. Zarbon had never been able to help her with her projects. He wasn't scientifically talented.
"Thanks," she said quietly. He shrugged and walked closer to her. He bent down and kissed the side of her neck lightly.
"No problem," he whispered and she shuddered. He looked up at her and slowly began backing out of the room.
"W-Where are you going?" she stuttered. He smirked.
"To finish packing my things, so we can leave the planet." Bulma suddenly felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach. She swallowed painfully. She should be happy that he was leaving; she could now think solely about her fiancee and not have the confusing thoughts about Vegeta mingled in there, as well.
She wasn't happy though.
Aww, what's up with Bulma? That chapter was somewhat longer than my usual chapters. I hope you guys enjoyed it! ^_^