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Chapter 9 Is it worth it?

The wide blue pupils blinked, then their gaze slowly lowered to his lips.

Her face looked like that of an angel, but with much more vitality.

Vegeta felt a tug more primal than any he'd ever felt before.

He lowered his head.

Slowly.

He gave her plenty of time to withdraw if she would.

She didn't.

She tipped up her face.

His lips touched hers, then settled more firmly.

He felt her lips quiver under his, sensed her innocence to his bones.

Thank you.

That was all the kiss said, all he allowed it to say.

He lifted his head yet still didn't draw back.

Couldn't bring himself to do it.

Their gazes met, their breaths mingled, their thoughts touched......

He bent his head again.

Her lips met his this time, soft, generous, hesitant, full of life.

LIFE.

The urge to devour was strong, but he reined it in, he did not want to go in to deep.

It was but a warm exchange, a promise, of something he knew could never be.

Ending the kiss took effort and left him slightly dazed.

He could feel her warmth seep into his bones, even though he wasn't really touching her.

He forced himself to look away, draw back from her.

To draw breath.

"Are you done onna?"

The words shook Bulma out of her trance.

He didn't wait for an answer though, but turned and melted into the darkness, leaving her alone in his room, on his bed, still feeling his warmth.

Hugging herself, Bulma drew in a breath, held it - tried to hold in the magic that had embraced them - then, reluctantly, stood up.

As if she'd stepped from a dream, the cold she hadn't noticed cut through her nightie; she shivered and walked out of the room.

Raising a hand, she touched her fingers to her lips, gently, wonderingly. She could still feel the lingering warmth, the knowing pressure.

What had that look in his eyes ment?

She knew what he'd ment to tell her, that nothing could come from this - from an intangible promise in a kiss.

She smiled cynically; she would NOT let him go.

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The next morning:

All warriors had retreated to the trainingrooms, leaving Bulma to do the dishes.

Suddenly Allure stood beside her, nearly startling Bulma out of her wits.

"Gosh, hadn't seen you." And when had she turned into a babbling chit?

Allure looked at her in amusement and grabbed a dryingcloth to help.

"So what happened?"

Bulma grimaced, "He kissed me, then he told me that nothing could come between us."

"He TOLD you that, or did he just refer to it?"

"Actually, he just referred to it. Why? Is that important?"

"Yes, it is. If he flat out tells you that nothing can come of it, then it's an edict, more for his benefit than yours, but an edict still. And those he keeps to as much as possible and that would have made our road much more difficult. This is a good sign though."

"Oh, I think I get it...."

Allure lloked at het thoughtfully. "Are you sure you want to do this? Sane women don't usually tie up with tyrants. And Vegeta is a first-class tyrant."

"Yes, I'm certain. I don't know why... Do you want me to massage him again tonight?"

"If I send yo again he'll get suspicious. We'll have to think of another plan. I'll think of something by tonight."

Bulma looked ahead thoughtfull. "Well, if there's one thing I've learned, it is that there's no running from fate, it catches up with you in the end. So I don't get Vegeta's resistance. I can feel he's the one...."

"That may very well be so, or he might be just as much the one as any other guy. That's not the point. The point is I can see what you two could do for each other, I see the look in your eyes when you look at him. You're what he needs, and in a way, he needs you too. He just doesn't want to get it and I think that if anyone had a chance to outrun fate, it would be Vegeta."

"So you mean to say that he won't give in."

"No, I mean to say that patience is everything, as well as not giving him a reason to run untill fate has him trapped."

"What you're saying is that it's up to me to make it work...."

"Precisely! You're strong and fate has already landed you where you're supposed to be.-"

"Wait, why aren't you training? You're always with me, don't you wanna get stronger?"

"I'm strong enough Bulma, Freeza's no match for me."

"Then why do you need Goku and the others? If you're stronger, why don't you just fight him?"

"I can't do that Bulma. Every time I try to charge my energy to attack Freeza it melts away. It doesn't matter if I train more, less, or not at all. Believe me, Freeza would have been little bits of dust if I could help it, but I just can't."

"How can that be?! You're one of the strongest persons I know and not just bodily."

"Some things happened during my childhood Bulma, it happened to all of us. I can't explain it to you, not yet, but it has affected all of us. They are cold, and I freeze when I have to fight Freeza. I don't know what's worse...."

A tear rolled down Allure's cheek, followed by another.

Silently Bulma embraced her, while Allure cried in her shoulder.

She didn't have to ask what had happened, she knew that it was to horrible for her to comprehend. Maybe there was just as much hope of curing Allure as there was of gaining Vegeta's love.

Maybe all it took was time......

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