(Okay I really really really really really didn't like the way this chapter went so I had to redo it tell me if you think its better. *warning lemon*)

Two weeks had passed since Ivanna's encounter with Vegeta, embarrassed and frustrated he strived to stay out of Bulma's way.

Bulma was pretty annoyed she could tell he was deliberately ignoring her. Every time she came close to him he would make up some excuse and leave, he slept in the guest bedroom locking his door and would eat out or when nobody was in the kitchen. She just couldn't under stand why he was doing this she had so many questions about what could be wrong with him. However, every time she would try and talk to him he would mumble something and walk away to where ever. She was tired of this dumb game he played it was time to take action she would get him, and 'He would have to tell her there would be no way to escape her.' she thought as she lay on the couch in the living room waiting for him to arrive.

Vegeta entered the house late from training he was wearing a pair of black boxers and had a nice sweat over him that looked like a glaze with his muscular body and nice tan.

He was thinking of Bulma as he started walking towards the living room, 'Two weeks I have not faced her our saw her she must be pretty pissed.' he smirked thinking of her angry he loved it when she was he thought she looked cute ' How much longer am I going to have to do this.' sighing.

He entered into the living room not sensing that Bulma was there he was startled when he saw her sitting there in silence. Obviously waiting for him he just stared at the back of her head wondering if he should go up to her our just leave. He felt anxious to go over to her and tell her everything about Ivanna and his past meeting with her, but the question still stood would she still love him after what she heard. She would not have just been hurt by one man (Yamcha) but two now.

Bulma had a felling that someone was staring at her she turned her head to see Vegeta standing there concentrating on her. She smiled and looked at him patting on the chair showing him to come sit down with her. He hesitated again not sure what to do but she gave such a concerned serious look that he gave in and sat next to her. For minutes there was silence as they both looked away from each other Vegeta convinced that she had nothing to say began to get up.

She reached out her hand and touched him "Wait…"

There was a jolt between both of them as they both felt skin contact since two weeks.

He sat back down not wanting to make eye contact with her he just looked down at her hand that lay on the couch.

She looked at him trying to get any sign of eye contact but was not capable to.

She took a deep breath and began talking, "Well… Vegeta…" she looked away pausing trying to find the right words to say.

"well I don't quite know why your acting this way Vegeta. Something must really be bothering you?" looking back down at him she moved her hand to his face turning his head to lock on to her eyes. She paused wanting to see if he would say anything but he looked shameful to even be in her presence it hurt Bulma to see him like this.

"Well I don't care what it is Vegeta I just…" her eyes became glossy as salty water filled her eyes, "I just really want things back to the way they where."

He watched as the tear ran down her cheek and then another he loathed him self even more for making her cry. He looked away anywhere but Bulma's tear stained face for it hurt him to cause her to feel this way. 'Almost everything that's been happening since Ivanna came was my fault I could of stopped it but…'

Bulma cupped her hands around his chin and brought his face up to her level. He closed his eyes not wanting to see her face full of tears it just made him feel so weak not being able to stop her tears, her sadness.

"Vegeta what ever happened it's okay I don't quite give a damn I forgive you okay. I just want things back the way they where remember…"

He opened his eyes when he heard her say I forgive you, 'How the hell could she forgive me she could never for what I done I don't-' his thoughts stopped as he felt her lips touch his the undoing pride he felt as his unholy lips stained with the lips of another woman where touched by his love, his mate.

Vegeta unsure, as many emotions flowed threw him almost all for Bulma but a nagging feeling, a knot he had of guiltiness. When the woman he loathed so much, her lips touched his the past he shared with her flashed before his eyes and lust felt his body. He shocked and surprised that this reaction could ever be felt again and shared by the heartless woman. He just couldn't understand he knew with all his heart that Bulma was for him but what the hell was that reaction that happened when he and Ivanna locked lips. He had to know he just had to know…

As they both kissed it had gotten more intense more passionate both of them looking for answers as they melded into one another as if they where one.

Bulma opening her mouth they began a festive tongue war Vegeta picked her up not breaking the lock they had on one another. Carried her up stares into there bed room and onto the bed.

He began kissing her neck as he unbuttoned her shirt and threw it to the side she wrapped her arms around his neck moaning with pleasure as he began kissing and licking her abdomen.

He got down past her navel and was blocked by a pair of blue jeans he tore those off in a hurry as Bulma unsnapped her bra revealing her large exquisite breast. He went back up and began playing with her nipples which was followed by moans of her enjoyment. He stopped getting up and removing his boxers and Bulma removing the rest of her under garments. He looked over her naked body as if it where a rare jewel he leaned down placing a firm kiss on her lips.

Just as Bulma started to respond to the kiss Vegeta climbed on top of her, careful to keep the majority of his weight off her. He broke the kiss and began to suck and lick his way down to her nipples. His tongue traveled along her jaw line, down her neck to her collarbone, then straight to her left nipple, his hand massaging her right breast. Bulma had opened her legs a little Vegeta settled in between them, his hardness resting on her thigh.

Bulma fisted one hand in his hair, the other rubbing behind his back as Vegeta switched nipples. She moaned as he increased his sucking and massaging motions. She ran her hand down his side, slid it in between them, and tentatively took hold of his manhood, causing Vegeta to groan.

Vegeta wanting to take it slow growled dropping her nipple out of his mouth looking at her in a dominant way. Bulma under stood but hate to take things slow, "Do you really think I will." She growled back at him a bit.

"Too bad." Leaning over, he placed soft, gentle kisses upon her ear, dipping his tongue in and nipping the bottom of the lobe to emphasize his point.

He brought his hands down touching her once virgin mound, she instantly relaxed. His hands moved and one slowly rubbed her back while the other teased and beckoned her. Bulma twisted and groaned against the torture, her face becoming highly flushed, her breath uneven. Vegeta halted before her climax could erupt, earning a painful moan of displeasure.

Having enough of this slowness and torture, Bulma took her hand stroking it down his back lower; lower ah there it was his tail spot. She smirked at Vegeta and he realized what she was doing before he could stop her she started stroking it and making little circles around it.

A long groan escaped from his mouth following a few short huffs.
"Fine." he said while clenching his teeth, closing the distance between their lips. He positioned the tip of his manhood at her opening and pushed in while she was distracted.
Surprised Bulma pulled her lips away from his as she screamed at the pleasure she felt, when she calmed down some she looked at him evilly.

He smirked gently pulling out a little, and then thrusting back in, causing Bulma to groan in pleasure. Vegeta continued his thrusting while sucking, licking, nipping, and kissing her upper body.

She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and meeting him thrust for thrust. Bulma's mind could not concentrate on anything except for the feelings that Vegeta was causing to course through her body. She could feel an intense amount of heat pooling between her legs.

Vegeta heard Bulma moan out a few words and recognized them as harder and faster, to which he complied. Vegeta could fell his control slipping a little. His nibbles became bites, his licks longer, his kisses more insistent, and his thrusts harder, faster, and deeper.

Bulma felt as if a spring was being tightened in her lower stomach, but it was not an unpleasant feeling. Bulma moved her hands to Vegeta's ears and began to scratch behind them a little, drawing his attention to her desire filled eyes. Bulma lifted her head a little and brought their lips together for a soul-searing kiss.

Vegeta increased his thrusts and in a sudden clear thought, realized that Bulma had not been able to keep up with him for some time. He thrust his tongue into Bulma's mouth and after a short tongue war, pinned hers to the roof of her mouth and pinned her arms above her head.

He could feel her walls contracting around his manhood as he moved deep within her. They broke the kiss and Vegeta just stared at Bulma, her hands still pinned above her head in one of his much larger hands, stretching her out for his eyes only.

'You are my love now and always will be she was my love in the past and shall remain there this is the right answer…' he thought

The spring in Bulma's stomach broke free, and warmth flooded her body as well as a feeling of ecstasy as a low, long moan escaped her. Bulma wanted to close her eyes and just enjoy the sensations, but she could not. She was transfixed by Vegeta's auburn eyes, 'You really love me I can see it in your eyes Vegie no matter what our love will be strong nothing can break it nothing…'

Vegeta groaned when he felt Bulma's muscles clench him hard, and he could not hold out any longer. He thrust in as deep as he possibly could and released his seed within her. His instincts told him to continue but something about Bulma's eyes made him maintain eye contact.

After his seed had finished spilling into her and Bulma's muscles relaxed around him, he released her hands and bent his head down to her neck. He inhaled deeply and liked what he smelled. His scent laced in with her own, the scent of their lovemaking and sweat, and deep down, there was her own basic scent, buried by all the others, but not completely.

"This is how it should all ways be he whispered."


Bulma slowly wrapped her tired arms around Vegeta's neck "Yes always and forever."

She was surprised that she felt very energetic and content . Bulma delicately ran a hand down Vegeta's spine and felt some of the muscles there quiver.

He closed his eyes, 'Was It right to do this… Ugh why am I saying is it right to do this with my own mate stupid.' He mentally hit himself in the head, 'But It feels strange… having done this and that…' he thought about the kiss he and Ivanna shared and shuddered at the feelings that had lasted between them for the fracture of a second.

'but,' he did the closes he could get to a smile but it still looked like a smirk, "I must remember Bulma my mate, wife, and mother of our children is mine forever and will always be for me. She's my present and my future what was ever there for me and that bitch (Ivanna) was the past and will always be my past never shall it ever arise in my future with Bulma.'

He opened his eyes and stared at Bulma's face and for the millionth time asked him self 'How do I disserve such a woman…'

Bulma looked at Vegeta noticing he was in a deep thought, 'I wonder what's bothering him.' Running her hand threw her hair she scooted closer to Vegeta laying her head against his. She rubbed her hand against her neck and found it awkward that he didn't bite in to her mark.

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Two eccentric months passed by.

The house quiet you could almost say to quiet no laughter from the children or Bulma screeching at Vegeta, or Vegeta yelling at someone. Silent moments between Bulma and Vegeta on the war of there thoughts continually driving them close to insanity. Btoh of them pretty confused and dazed. Bulma peaked in to Trunks room one day and was surprised to see him studying more and more than training she wondered if he got more of her genes in him than his fathers. The only laughter you might hear was Bra playing around with her brother or mother, at least she did not have to suffer through these tragic silent moments in the house. Bulma had not seen Ivanna since the night of the party and that was not a very pleasant memory either she wondered what was she doing in the training room.

Yes very odd days in the briefs house and it seemed that they grew worse and worse as each day passed.

Bulma lay inside her lab fidgeting with some chemicals on studying the molecular DNA pattern off the alien's cloth. There was a light rap on the door to enter the lab.

"Come in!"

The door swung open and her father appeared he came down and sat besides her. She looked up real quick to see who sat there, "Hey dad." She quickly turned back to her studies. He scratched the back of his head a little nervous, smiling "Um hi Bulma."

For a while it was silent with only the clatter of machines working and test tubes, being shuffled around by Bulma Mr. Briefs just sat there watching her.

Mr. Briefs decided to break the silence, "Well um Bulma you might be wondering why I came down here well… me and your mother where just worried about you."

She looked up at him acting as if she was puzzled.

He shrugged his shoulders, "Well what's wrong with you you've been very distant lately even your friends agree."

She smiled, "You know all this testing and watching Bra I haven't really gotten a chance to get out long. Dad this DNA is intriguing you must check it out-"

He cut her off, "Bulma take off the mask you know you can tell me anything, what's wrong?" in a concerned voice a look of sadness was in his eyes he hate to see his one and only daughter sad. Bulma hate to see her father so concerned about her, "Well," fidgeting with some stuff trying not to make eye contact with her father.

"It just has been quiet ever since the party, that's all nothing really big everyone's probably just still tried from it."

She chuckled Mr. Briefs was still concerned, "Are you sure." He put his hand on hers trying to comfort her.

She opened her mouth to say something else but just closed it looking up at him, "Yes dad."

Satisfied with the best response he could get out from her he began to leave, "Okay just have to check on my baby girl if there's anything bugging you just call me okay." He smiled and walked up the stairs to the door.

Before he exited, "Oh Bulma when you get a chance send me a sample of that DNA okay."

He left and shut the door Bulma sighed as she began to fidget with the DNA again.

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Ivanna sat at her kitchen table in her apartment eating a whole double layer yellow cake with thick chocolate icing and vanilla ice-cream. (What a pig ^@_ ^)

"That Yamcha sure can cook." She said stuffing some more cake in her mouth.

She was halfway done when her phone rang still eating the ice cream she pushed a button that brought a screen down. The screen showed who it was calling her, it was her friend Tiffany she had brown curly hair, pale skin, and hazel eyes.

"Ivanna is that you?" she asked.

"Oh hey Tiffany what's up?" She stuffed some more cake in her mouth.

Tiffany eyed her, "I should be saying that to you, what happened to you." She pointed at Ivanna's stomach, which seemed to have gotten quite large.

She blushed rubbing her stomach, "I…I just cant help it this food is so good you must try it."

Tiffany looked at her suspiciously, "If it's going to make me look like that NO Thanks."

Ivanna gritted her teeth at that comment trying not to snap back at the remark. "Well Tiffany what brings you up to call me, I know its not just to say hi."

Tiffany looked around in the area she was at to make sure no one was around and came close to the screen. Making her look larger on Ivanna's side, "Well," she said in a low voice, "I have been hearing some stuff about you."

"Is that what you called me to tell me about some RUMORS." Ivanna angered that Tiffany was wasting her time.

"Shut up and listen." She snapped back, "This is important I've been hearing some stuff about a lot of people not wanting you to be doing this mission. They even started some cult and as soon as there ready, they are coming to kill you and this person is going to take your position. You should know that this person is turning even your loyalist friends in to your enemies you must hurry up and return and stop this mob before it gets out of your control."

Ivanna through back her head and laughed, "Please nothing can ever get out of my control but thank you for this information at least your life will be saved besides the others. Get me a list of everyone who is still loyal to me and their lives shall be spared to okay."

"Okay Ivanna I wait for your return bye." She smiled and turned the screen on her side off.

Ivanna stuck another fork full of cake in her mouth, "Ah it's so good to have your snitches." She sighed as she finished her ice cream and patted her stomach.

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Tiffany happy that she had spared her life of the many that would be killed. 'Yes it's so good to be a snitch.' She smiled

As Tiffany got off the phone she thought, 'Why is she getting so big can Ivanna be…naw she would never let that happen…or would she?' She dismissed the thought from her mind and exited the room.

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Well there it is that long chapter I promised and with a lemon ^^ well I hope you liked it.

Can you guess what's up with Ivanna?? I can't wait till the next chapter a little preview the cloak figure may reveal who it is.