Bulma awoke slowly. She had a wonderful sleep. Three weeks had passed since
she was rescued. Vegeta had immeadiately started preperations for war and his marriage.
They had been married the previous week. Holding up her hand her ring finger held a
platinum, emerald encrusted ring. She smiled. Vegeta always wanted his true love to be
the most valued thing in the universe. Looking over to the nightstand next to her, it held
the matching tiara.
Day by day, Vegeta had been sleeping harder and harder everynight. Well
besides their wedding night but it started to worry her. Vegeta had feline senses, he
would always awake if her heard something out of the ordinary. He also needed a haircut
bad! His bangs that escaped his mass of hair hung in his eyes. Sweeping them back, she
kissed his forhead. He needed a better life, but seeing that he did this all for her made her
heart melt.
Climbing out of the bed she glided toward the bathroom to shower.
Vegeta awoke groggily. He reached for the warmth that was supposed to be
next to him but he found none. He heard the sound of the shower running in the bathroom.
Sighing, he rolled out of bed. he felt wonderful, his sleep was so much more better since he
was married.
When he finally thought straight, Bulma was walking out to the closet to find
her dress. She was expected to wear almost midevil like dresses. While Vegeta was dressed
like a general. Vegeta, stumbled towards the bathroom, entering the shower he turned on
the water.
Bulma watched as her husband went into the bathroom. Laughing at her
husband's antics in the morning always cheered her up. She picked out a white dress that
she specially loved. Picking out her slippers that she loved to wear around the palace she
began to dress.
Vegeta stepped out of the scalding hot shower to be met by a cool breeze. He
got goose bumps as he scampered for a towel. Walking out he saw a familiar site. Bulma
sat on the bed with a pair of scissors and an evil smile.
"You mister need a haircut." Vegeta stared at his wife. No not a haircut. They
weren't exactly fun.
"Oh no. I refuse to." Vegeta shook his head.
"Come on honey! You look ech!" She made a face. "Come on just a trim." She
smiled." I won't stop until I get to." She said sickeningly sweet. Vegeta sweatdropped.
Sighing he finally let his wife drag him to the bed and cut his hair.
Bulma smiled, Vegeta could never resist her. 'I guess he just wants to keep me
happy.'
Vegeta scowled as he once again saw his raven hair fall into his lap. Well he
really didn't mind, it was that he lost to his wife ina verbal argument. he rarely lost
against her but now he just couldn't say no to her. Those aqua eyes would force him to do
whatever she wanted.
" 'Geta sweetie. I'm all done so you can take off that, 'I hate to be here' look." She
laughed at him. He looked up at her and smirked. He'd known her for awhile but not even
his father knew his looks or expressions.
Smiling down at her husband she brushed the hair off of his shoulders and left
him to get dressed.
Vegeta got dressed and kissed his wife goodbye.
"I'm going to train I'll be back. Don't get bored."
"Oh I have things to do today anyway, I'll be back later." She smiled. Vegeta
studied her.
"You're up to something." He mumbled. Walking away he chuckled as his
wife waved him off.
As soon as Vegeta was out of site Bulma ran back in the room. She went
straight to the closet. pulling off her clothes hurridly she ran back to the room. She grabbed
a capsule off of her dresser and went back to the closet. Clicking the button on the top of it
she let it expand in her hand. Once the puff had gone away there lay a bottle of small pills.
Ah Vegeta didn't know about her lil' lab. It was her pride and joy. There she had
many inventions and helpful contraptions that she had invented since being kidnapped by
Frieza.
"Awe, poor lil' Veggie-chan doesn't know about these." Holding up a small
green pill she smiled. Vegeta through the bond could see everything except her scientific
inventions. He didn't even know she did these. Popping the pill into her mouth she closed
her eyes.
A tingling went through her body. She felt her muscles double and her size
grow. Her chest dissapeared. Her hair turned raven black and became as unruly as her
husband's. Pulling on a pair of her husband's training suits and a pair of elite armor
from a stash she had snatched from the laundry. she walked out of the door to the training
area. If any one would've looked at her they would've thought she was an average elite
warrior. But really she was the queen and no one would know. If she were to go in as a
woman no one would even try to fight full strength against her in fear of Vegeta's ass
whooping.
Sauntering into the full room she saw many pairs of men and very few women
going at their battles full blast. Vegeta stood off to the side observing the many battles.
Bulma smirked when he lifted his head, he had sensed her ki. Stupid, she forgot to cover
that. She'll have to work on that. She quickly blocked her bond. She leaned up against the
wall by Vegeta and observed the Saiyjins around her.
"Soldier." The voice of Bulma's husband reached her ears.
"My king." She kneeled. Not knowing proper procedure, she did what she had
seen many men do.
"Rise, I see that you have no partner. Also I have not seen you around here.
We shall see how well you fight." He smirked. 'He'll be gone in, oh 2 minutes.' Vegeta
thought as he sized up his competition. He was barely even his height!
"As you wish, but may I say my king. I will not be easy competition." Her male
form smirked. Vegeta smirked.
'Ah, finally one with some spunk.' He motioned for the young man to follow
him. They walked to the center ring and positioned themselves at opposite corners.
"Let's get this party started." The young warrior said.
"Before we start, what shall I put on your tombstone?"
"I don't think you'll be putting me there yet. You wouldn't be too happy if you
did." He smirked.
The battle began with Vegeta charging at Bulma. He dissapeared right
infront of her. Bulma just ducked before his leg kicked where she once stood. She kicked
back and swept him off his feet. She did a flip toward the edge of the ring and shot a small
ki blast at him as he got up. Crouching in her fighting stance she waited for her husband to
attack. He charged again and didn't dissapear again. He let out a series of combos and
Bulma retaliated with the same vigor.
"You fight well, but not well enough." Vegeta smirked as he finally landed a hit.
Bulma's body flew across the arena and landed with a thud. Vegeta was about to finish him
off when he dissapeared.
"Oh there you are mistaken." He appeared behind him. Before Vegeta could
turn around. The warrior punched him in the back of the neck. It sent him to the ground.
Bulma stood back and waited for him to get up. 'I thought my husband could do better
than this.' She smirked, resembling her husband.
Vegeta struggled to get up. How could he be beaten by some unknown
warrior?! He is a predicted super saiyjin. The most powerful being in the universe, besides
Frieza, maybe. he got up and with a roar he transformed into his super saiyjin form.
"Now let's see how you do." He said softly.
"First let's even the score." The warrior said. With a smirk, he transformed into
a super saiyjin. "Ready?" Before Vegeta could blink the unknown warrior flew at him and
began to thoroughly beat the crap out of him.
Vegeta's hair faded back to its normal color as he hit the ground barely
concious. Before he fell into unconciousness he asked the warrior.
"Tell me your name, so that I may hunt you down after this and get a
rematch." The warrior picked him up.
"You'll find out soon enough." He said softly as Vegeta blacked out. Bulma
smiled as she took her husband to the regen tanks.
Vegeta awoke in the regen tank as mad as ever. Bulma sat outside it reading a
book. She looked up when she heard his growling.
"So the beast has awoken." She said jokingly. He gave her a glare through the
glass. "Don't glare at me, you're the one that got his ass kicked." She typed in a series of
codes seeing if he was ready to come out. Seeing the green light to let him out she drained
the DNA out of the tank.
When he exited, the door almost flew off. She stood smirking with a towel. He
snatched the towel out of his mate's hands.
"Clothes?" He snapped.
"Don't get an attitude with me." She said. "I'll have to kick your butt." She said
smiling. Oh how she wished to tell him she was the one that put him in there. Even though
she didn't like hurting him, she liked being able to push him around. She handed him his
outfit and waited as he changed.
"I must find out who this warrior is." He looked at his wife. "He's the second
super saiyjin I know." He said angrily.
"I heard he's quite handsom." She smiled. Vegeta glared at her. He found a
bruise on her cheek.
"Who hit you?" He stopped and held her chin inbetween his fingers. Bulma's
eyes widened. Crap, she forgot to cover that one.
"I...I... ran into a door. Yeah, I was in such a frenzy trying to find out what
happened when I heard you got hurt." She felt Vegeta searching her thoughts. She
pushed him out of her mind. "Stop trying to invade on my thoughts Vegeta. It's rude."
She glared at her husband. It was sad he couldn't even trust her. "Ill get whoever fought
you and talk to them. They seem very nice." She smiled. he opened his mouth to object,
but was cut off by Bulma laying a kiss on him lips. "Just leave everything to me. I am
Queen ya' know. I can do stuff too."
Vegeta walked off. Today was not a good day. First Bulma had been blocking
the bond all day and then he got the crap beat out of him by some nameless warrior then
his mate got hurt. He felt his control on the day slipping away.
Bulma felt bad for hiding such a thing from her husband but he needed to be
humble for once.
Vegeta sat at the table in their quarters later that day, glaring at the innocent plate that sat before him. Empty. Bulma had to go 'out' and left him to his own devices.
Bulma was skipping down the hall giggling like a mad child. if only he knew!! She spoke the password into the little speaker to enter her secured lab. Vegeta didn't even know about it. Taking her transform pills she set them by the other addition to the expieriment. It was how to mask ki and a ki shield. These she would show to Vegeta soon, when they were near done. The ki mask was done all she had to do was finish the ki shield.
Vegeta was hungry, angry, tired, and missing his mate. He had resorted to stalking the halls in search of her. Out of nowhere, she walked out of a wall and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him.
"Bulma?!" He asked yelling. She bolted. She held the capsule to her and ran like a convict. Vegeta chased after her. She took turns and twists down halls he's never seen and took a wrong turn into a dead end hall.
She pressed against the wall like a cornered rabbit. Her eyes wide she looked side to side.
"Why were you running?" Vegeta asked calmly, trying to reign his temper.
"Game?" She lied and smiled innocently. He tried to push in to her mind through the bond but her block stood firm. "Don't push, Vegeta." She hissed. He stepped forward.
"What are you hiding from me?" He asked.
"Nothing." She said trying to shrink into the wall. He glanced down to her hands where she was grasping two bottles. One, her capsule, and the other a pill container.
"Then you wouldn't mind if I took these." He reached for them.
"No!" On accident her ki flared and pushed him away.
"That ki." Vegeta breathed. Grabbing her shoulders he pushed her against the wall. "You were that warrior weren't you?!" Her eyes went downward to her toes that were peeking out from the dress' hem.
"Yes." She said smally. Turning her head she clutched the pills to her chest. "All I wanted was a good fight."
Vegeta snarled and dragged her back to the room. He was spitting fire and was pratically the image of his planets emblem. His iron grip on her wrist was beginning to hurt.
"Vegeta, it hurts. Stop." She whimpered pitifully. "Let go." Vegeta growled, let go, then proceeded to throw her over his shoulder and stomp back.
Once back in the room, he threw her on the bed and glared at her.
"You didn't tell me? Why? Do you not trust me? Frieza is breathing down our necks and all you can do is play?! This whole damn war is about you!" He was red in the face from yelling. Bulma sat curled up at the head of the bed. Sniffling, she began to cry.
"I'm sorry! Kami, I'm sorry Vegeta." Wrapping her arms about her self, she sobbed. "I just wanted you to not know how strong I've gotten. I wanted to fight when the attacks come. So I designed the pills to let me go out and fight. I not only trust you, I love you dammit!" She screamed at last. Jumping off the bed, she bolted for the door and flew out.
The proud King stood shocked. Never before had the words been exchanged between them. The word was nonexistant to him. But, now it twisted in his heart making it jump. All this time, it was the renewed bond. Bonds are a binding of souls, but love. Love is a banding of two hearts and makes the person all the stronger.
Looking out to the red horizon, he tried to locate Bulma's ki. It wasn't there. She was hiding. Maybe he should let her rest, and then come back home. But the pain his heart felt, it wasn't just him. It was Bulma too.
"Bulma......" For the first time in his cold life, the cold king cried.
she was rescued. Vegeta had immeadiately started preperations for war and his marriage.
They had been married the previous week. Holding up her hand her ring finger held a
platinum, emerald encrusted ring. She smiled. Vegeta always wanted his true love to be
the most valued thing in the universe. Looking over to the nightstand next to her, it held
the matching tiara.
Day by day, Vegeta had been sleeping harder and harder everynight. Well
besides their wedding night but it started to worry her. Vegeta had feline senses, he
would always awake if her heard something out of the ordinary. He also needed a haircut
bad! His bangs that escaped his mass of hair hung in his eyes. Sweeping them back, she
kissed his forhead. He needed a better life, but seeing that he did this all for her made her
heart melt.
Climbing out of the bed she glided toward the bathroom to shower.
Vegeta awoke groggily. He reached for the warmth that was supposed to be
next to him but he found none. He heard the sound of the shower running in the bathroom.
Sighing, he rolled out of bed. he felt wonderful, his sleep was so much more better since he
was married.
When he finally thought straight, Bulma was walking out to the closet to find
her dress. She was expected to wear almost midevil like dresses. While Vegeta was dressed
like a general. Vegeta, stumbled towards the bathroom, entering the shower he turned on
the water.
Bulma watched as her husband went into the bathroom. Laughing at her
husband's antics in the morning always cheered her up. She picked out a white dress that
she specially loved. Picking out her slippers that she loved to wear around the palace she
began to dress.
Vegeta stepped out of the scalding hot shower to be met by a cool breeze. He
got goose bumps as he scampered for a towel. Walking out he saw a familiar site. Bulma
sat on the bed with a pair of scissors and an evil smile.
"You mister need a haircut." Vegeta stared at his wife. No not a haircut. They
weren't exactly fun.
"Oh no. I refuse to." Vegeta shook his head.
"Come on honey! You look ech!" She made a face. "Come on just a trim." She
smiled." I won't stop until I get to." She said sickeningly sweet. Vegeta sweatdropped.
Sighing he finally let his wife drag him to the bed and cut his hair.
Bulma smiled, Vegeta could never resist her. 'I guess he just wants to keep me
happy.'
Vegeta scowled as he once again saw his raven hair fall into his lap. Well he
really didn't mind, it was that he lost to his wife ina verbal argument. he rarely lost
against her but now he just couldn't say no to her. Those aqua eyes would force him to do
whatever she wanted.
" 'Geta sweetie. I'm all done so you can take off that, 'I hate to be here' look." She
laughed at him. He looked up at her and smirked. He'd known her for awhile but not even
his father knew his looks or expressions.
Smiling down at her husband she brushed the hair off of his shoulders and left
him to get dressed.
Vegeta got dressed and kissed his wife goodbye.
"I'm going to train I'll be back. Don't get bored."
"Oh I have things to do today anyway, I'll be back later." She smiled. Vegeta
studied her.
"You're up to something." He mumbled. Walking away he chuckled as his
wife waved him off.
As soon as Vegeta was out of site Bulma ran back in the room. She went
straight to the closet. pulling off her clothes hurridly she ran back to the room. She grabbed
a capsule off of her dresser and went back to the closet. Clicking the button on the top of it
she let it expand in her hand. Once the puff had gone away there lay a bottle of small pills.
Ah Vegeta didn't know about her lil' lab. It was her pride and joy. There she had
many inventions and helpful contraptions that she had invented since being kidnapped by
Frieza.
"Awe, poor lil' Veggie-chan doesn't know about these." Holding up a small
green pill she smiled. Vegeta through the bond could see everything except her scientific
inventions. He didn't even know she did these. Popping the pill into her mouth she closed
her eyes.
A tingling went through her body. She felt her muscles double and her size
grow. Her chest dissapeared. Her hair turned raven black and became as unruly as her
husband's. Pulling on a pair of her husband's training suits and a pair of elite armor
from a stash she had snatched from the laundry. she walked out of the door to the training
area. If any one would've looked at her they would've thought she was an average elite
warrior. But really she was the queen and no one would know. If she were to go in as a
woman no one would even try to fight full strength against her in fear of Vegeta's ass
whooping.
Sauntering into the full room she saw many pairs of men and very few women
going at their battles full blast. Vegeta stood off to the side observing the many battles.
Bulma smirked when he lifted his head, he had sensed her ki. Stupid, she forgot to cover
that. She'll have to work on that. She quickly blocked her bond. She leaned up against the
wall by Vegeta and observed the Saiyjins around her.
"Soldier." The voice of Bulma's husband reached her ears.
"My king." She kneeled. Not knowing proper procedure, she did what she had
seen many men do.
"Rise, I see that you have no partner. Also I have not seen you around here.
We shall see how well you fight." He smirked. 'He'll be gone in, oh 2 minutes.' Vegeta
thought as he sized up his competition. He was barely even his height!
"As you wish, but may I say my king. I will not be easy competition." Her male
form smirked. Vegeta smirked.
'Ah, finally one with some spunk.' He motioned for the young man to follow
him. They walked to the center ring and positioned themselves at opposite corners.
"Let's get this party started." The young warrior said.
"Before we start, what shall I put on your tombstone?"
"I don't think you'll be putting me there yet. You wouldn't be too happy if you
did." He smirked.
The battle began with Vegeta charging at Bulma. He dissapeared right
infront of her. Bulma just ducked before his leg kicked where she once stood. She kicked
back and swept him off his feet. She did a flip toward the edge of the ring and shot a small
ki blast at him as he got up. Crouching in her fighting stance she waited for her husband to
attack. He charged again and didn't dissapear again. He let out a series of combos and
Bulma retaliated with the same vigor.
"You fight well, but not well enough." Vegeta smirked as he finally landed a hit.
Bulma's body flew across the arena and landed with a thud. Vegeta was about to finish him
off when he dissapeared.
"Oh there you are mistaken." He appeared behind him. Before Vegeta could
turn around. The warrior punched him in the back of the neck. It sent him to the ground.
Bulma stood back and waited for him to get up. 'I thought my husband could do better
than this.' She smirked, resembling her husband.
Vegeta struggled to get up. How could he be beaten by some unknown
warrior?! He is a predicted super saiyjin. The most powerful being in the universe, besides
Frieza, maybe. he got up and with a roar he transformed into his super saiyjin form.
"Now let's see how you do." He said softly.
"First let's even the score." The warrior said. With a smirk, he transformed into
a super saiyjin. "Ready?" Before Vegeta could blink the unknown warrior flew at him and
began to thoroughly beat the crap out of him.
Vegeta's hair faded back to its normal color as he hit the ground barely
concious. Before he fell into unconciousness he asked the warrior.
"Tell me your name, so that I may hunt you down after this and get a
rematch." The warrior picked him up.
"You'll find out soon enough." He said softly as Vegeta blacked out. Bulma
smiled as she took her husband to the regen tanks.
Vegeta awoke in the regen tank as mad as ever. Bulma sat outside it reading a
book. She looked up when she heard his growling.
"So the beast has awoken." She said jokingly. He gave her a glare through the
glass. "Don't glare at me, you're the one that got his ass kicked." She typed in a series of
codes seeing if he was ready to come out. Seeing the green light to let him out she drained
the DNA out of the tank.
When he exited, the door almost flew off. She stood smirking with a towel. He
snatched the towel out of his mate's hands.
"Clothes?" He snapped.
"Don't get an attitude with me." She said. "I'll have to kick your butt." She said
smiling. Oh how she wished to tell him she was the one that put him in there. Even though
she didn't like hurting him, she liked being able to push him around. She handed him his
outfit and waited as he changed.
"I must find out who this warrior is." He looked at his wife. "He's the second
super saiyjin I know." He said angrily.
"I heard he's quite handsom." She smiled. Vegeta glared at her. He found a
bruise on her cheek.
"Who hit you?" He stopped and held her chin inbetween his fingers. Bulma's
eyes widened. Crap, she forgot to cover that one.
"I...I... ran into a door. Yeah, I was in such a frenzy trying to find out what
happened when I heard you got hurt." She felt Vegeta searching her thoughts. She
pushed him out of her mind. "Stop trying to invade on my thoughts Vegeta. It's rude."
She glared at her husband. It was sad he couldn't even trust her. "Ill get whoever fought
you and talk to them. They seem very nice." She smiled. he opened his mouth to object,
but was cut off by Bulma laying a kiss on him lips. "Just leave everything to me. I am
Queen ya' know. I can do stuff too."
Vegeta walked off. Today was not a good day. First Bulma had been blocking
the bond all day and then he got the crap beat out of him by some nameless warrior then
his mate got hurt. He felt his control on the day slipping away.
Bulma felt bad for hiding such a thing from her husband but he needed to be
humble for once.
Vegeta sat at the table in their quarters later that day, glaring at the innocent plate that sat before him. Empty. Bulma had to go 'out' and left him to his own devices.
Bulma was skipping down the hall giggling like a mad child. if only he knew!! She spoke the password into the little speaker to enter her secured lab. Vegeta didn't even know about it. Taking her transform pills she set them by the other addition to the expieriment. It was how to mask ki and a ki shield. These she would show to Vegeta soon, when they were near done. The ki mask was done all she had to do was finish the ki shield.
Vegeta was hungry, angry, tired, and missing his mate. He had resorted to stalking the halls in search of her. Out of nowhere, she walked out of a wall and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him.
"Bulma?!" He asked yelling. She bolted. She held the capsule to her and ran like a convict. Vegeta chased after her. She took turns and twists down halls he's never seen and took a wrong turn into a dead end hall.
She pressed against the wall like a cornered rabbit. Her eyes wide she looked side to side.
"Why were you running?" Vegeta asked calmly, trying to reign his temper.
"Game?" She lied and smiled innocently. He tried to push in to her mind through the bond but her block stood firm. "Don't push, Vegeta." She hissed. He stepped forward.
"What are you hiding from me?" He asked.
"Nothing." She said trying to shrink into the wall. He glanced down to her hands where she was grasping two bottles. One, her capsule, and the other a pill container.
"Then you wouldn't mind if I took these." He reached for them.
"No!" On accident her ki flared and pushed him away.
"That ki." Vegeta breathed. Grabbing her shoulders he pushed her against the wall. "You were that warrior weren't you?!" Her eyes went downward to her toes that were peeking out from the dress' hem.
"Yes." She said smally. Turning her head she clutched the pills to her chest. "All I wanted was a good fight."
Vegeta snarled and dragged her back to the room. He was spitting fire and was pratically the image of his planets emblem. His iron grip on her wrist was beginning to hurt.
"Vegeta, it hurts. Stop." She whimpered pitifully. "Let go." Vegeta growled, let go, then proceeded to throw her over his shoulder and stomp back.
Once back in the room, he threw her on the bed and glared at her.
"You didn't tell me? Why? Do you not trust me? Frieza is breathing down our necks and all you can do is play?! This whole damn war is about you!" He was red in the face from yelling. Bulma sat curled up at the head of the bed. Sniffling, she began to cry.
"I'm sorry! Kami, I'm sorry Vegeta." Wrapping her arms about her self, she sobbed. "I just wanted you to not know how strong I've gotten. I wanted to fight when the attacks come. So I designed the pills to let me go out and fight. I not only trust you, I love you dammit!" She screamed at last. Jumping off the bed, she bolted for the door and flew out.
The proud King stood shocked. Never before had the words been exchanged between them. The word was nonexistant to him. But, now it twisted in his heart making it jump. All this time, it was the renewed bond. Bonds are a binding of souls, but love. Love is a banding of two hearts and makes the person all the stronger.
Looking out to the red horizon, he tried to locate Bulma's ki. It wasn't there. She was hiding. Maybe he should let her rest, and then come back home. But the pain his heart felt, it wasn't just him. It was Bulma too.
"Bulma......" For the first time in his cold life, the cold king cried.
