Chapter 12: Pride


{}{}{}{}{}{}AN: hey the first two letters of my name... wait... O yah! Sorry this chapter ish so short- but hey- they're big paragraphs? OKOK- I admit- it's only 10 o clock at night- but I still aint done my homework! And reading Jane Eyre isn't the easiest thing I've ever done- soooooooooooo- enjoy as much as you can- remember to REVIEW and ALWAYS read my Authors Notes... they are put their for your entertainment and information!{}{}{}{}{}{}

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Streaking across the sky

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A saiyan prince strolled into the bathroom- the quick earth days meant a busy lifestyle, and a strict schedule.

It was 5 am, the Lord Vegeta had arranged another sparring, or beating match as he called it with Piccolo, after the incident the night before he had developed the desire to beat more things up.

Quickly turning undressing and dropping his garments to the floor, the Prince stepped into the small cube, the shower, and began fiddling with the wretched contraptions he had for the many days before, finding a nice, hot temperature the Prince rested his shoulders, directing his noble nose towards the steaming liquid and closing his eyes in deep thought- the water slowly ran down his back, and down his legs after soothing his skin, he sighed, a rare occurence.

'I think-' the Prince thought 'I like it here' he brushed his hands roughly through his hair, lostening whatever force held it up, and letting the locks of ebony rest on his shoulders and back. He looked dazed as the heat began making him feel slightly faint, and decided to hasten his cleaning.

Pouring shampoo over his hair, he sniffed curiosly at the substance- it smelt like the onna's hair... Yes... He liked that onna, he might even go as far as to say he cared for her-

he rinsed out his hair

A stupid thought though, a Prince, caring for a peasent- heh

he massaged in conditioner.

But the way she cared for him, every time their eyes locked, the Prince felt strange, as if he wanted to get closer to the black haired female, it must have been her strange, saiyan quality- was that what Kakarot had seen in her?

Finnishing off, the Prince turned off the spewing hot water and dried himself with a towel- he looked curiously at his now- floppy mane, and quickly grabbed a brush beginning to comb the spikes towards the heavens.

ChiChi walked into the bathroom- expecting the man to have been dressed by now

"VE-VE-VE-" she fainted.

Before he could realise, Vegeta had caught her. He wrapped the towel firmly around his waist and lifted the chikyuu-jins up into his arms- something was wrong- the pale color and flushed cheeks across the females face made a contrast- she was not bright red- she was pale and almost white- her bond with Kakarotto had broken. She was no longer his mate.

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"Chi?" Vegeta said- almost showing his care in his voice, he looked to the side and saw the concerned Gohan, and then looked back down at the woman with an equal, and overtaking in one way look in his eyes.

"Chi?" he repeated- the pale skinned woman opened her eyes, shooting up and blushing furiosly, though the crimson could barely show in her state.

Vegeta sat back, and seemed to smile, the strange feeling was back now that she was OK, but he knew not of it's origin or meaning- all he new was it felt good.

"Uh... sorry... excuse me..." ChiChi said climbing to her feet as quickly as she could allow herself- the embarrasment of seeing her guest- like that was- overwhelming.

Vegeta stood also, and Gohan smiled happily scooting to his bedroom as not to cause his mother any stress.

"Onna" The Prince said seriously, making the retreating woman stop dead in her tracks- the female turned- revieling a new, stronger blush on her face.

"Gomen- ChiChi" he corrected himself- he could just spit on himself now, but the smile the onna gave himmade him reconsider personal insults.

"ChiChi. I have a serious question for you" he said, taking a step forward and placing a hand on her shoulder, without realising it.

"Yes?" ChiChi said, looking up from her feet, feeling a blush approach, she quickly rubbed a hand over her cheek.

Vegeta caught the hand- quite softly- no one saw the signs.

"You- you were Kakarotto's mate- correct?"

"I am-" ChiChi corrected him

"Can you feel him?" the Prince spat out quickly- trying not to anger the raven haired woman- a feature he did so enjoy.

"What?" ChiChi asked him-

"When a saiyan mates- he creates a bond... they can feel eachother and hear eachother's thoughts-"

"I can- just last night-"

"Can you feel him now?" The Prince butted in- for some reason seeing her saddened made him unhappy- yet- seeing her broken bond with Kakarotto, gave him some Pride.

"No."

"-As I thought..." The Prince concluded "ChiChi, when was the last time-"

"Vegeta this fics' PG-13! Remember?"

"O yeah- OK- then um- Did you feel anything strange- 'heavy-hearted' as you humans put it, before- you stopped feeling him?"

"Yes.." ChiChi concluded after a few moments thoughts

Vegeta bit his tongue- he didn't want to- upset the earth female? But he had to let her know the truth...

"ChiChi... your bond..."

"It's -gone..." she concluded finnishing his sentence and breaking down into tears, the Prince quickly swept his arms around her, pulling her into a comforting embrace- his first- ever- given embrace.

"Kakarotto, the fool, shall return to you, even if your vows are gone from death and the bond is shattered, I'm sure he will return- his loyalness is one true thing I know about him- the words just flowed from Vegeta's mouth, he kissed her forehead for comfort- the first- ever kiss ... given to this onna.

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Goku awoke, his skin pale- his cheeks slightly aflush, and his eyes met those of Bulma...

His new love

How could it be true? How could he want to take her into his arms like he did- hold her forever more? How could he want to kiss her tenderly on the cheek, and sigh in such content as his heart filled with this new- strange feeling-

He was a married man- he had been tamed atleast, his vows expired on 'till death do us part' amd he parted with his beloved wife- but how had she left his heart, how had a new love pushed her out? How had those blue eyes-

Those blue eyes... Goku gazed up into them... he longed be share his soul with the one he saw in those heavenly eyes- but he couldn't- his soul had been shared and- his minds' eye could no longer see her- had been ripped apart

"Bulma..." his breath sounded like a whisper, he was so weak- not only from his broken bond, and fainting, but also from being breathless as his gaze melted into hers "I-I-"

He was hushed by her, she was so- heavenly to him- and before it he had grabbed her wrist firmly, but carefully, and pulled her to his chest as he lay. he wrapped his arms around her and sighed- it was time to speak-

"I love you Bulma- I- I love you-"

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Welllllllll.... I WAS in a mushy mood, and I was feeling creative- hastens to write a new chapter- heheheh- I actually payed ATTENTION in Englih lessons and learnt a new word- hehehehe- O yah- if you think that's the end, it AIN'T! What happens when someone tells Bulma something she DOESN'T expect to hear? *hint hint* well you'll be in for a surprise then- and- I made Vegeta kinda' mushy ther- sorry- but you know you can't have romace with a neutral feeling now can ya?

OK-OK- it was short, and crud... So how bouts you try out one of the other Bulma/Goku fics I've's wrote- Time Traveller, and Danger is Sweeter. *Starts swaying innocently* all ya gotta' dooooo is scroooooll up and click on my name (profile) you can acess the fics from there- either that or you can do it the hard way by using the search- but heck- it's your choice!

Next chapter- Chatpter 13- Bad luck, Son

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