Quick Warning: A bit of course language........and some kissy faces ^_^

As their lips slowly parted Chi-Chi felt like she was in some sort of fantasy, the purple skies around them lending a hazy hallucination to it all. Then all at once, she snapped back into reality.......

She had kissed Vegeta.

She looked at him with a frightened expression as he almost brazenly kissed her again, or it would have seemed brazen, had she not so willingly kissed him back. His mouth pressed against hers more hardly the second time she noted as if against any will power she was mustering, her hands pulled gently at the hair on the back of his head causing him to release a soft moan against her mouth. Her stomach flipped at the sensation of his soft lips gently massaging hers in a barrage of small kisses, it had been so long since she had felt wanted or loved. Was it so wrong to want to be touched or needed she wondered..........

She felt herself tipping slightly as he pulled her closer against him, one of his hands lightly massaging the back of her neck. Almost without thought, her lips parted to his velvety tongue as the grass met her back. She hadn't even realized he had maneuvered them to land that way and she was wondering if even he had been aware of it. He shifted his weight to his free arm and side so he wouldn't crush her as his tongue continued its assault against hers.

Finally she came up for air, noticing a familiar figure in the distance. No it couldn't be possibly.....her eyes grew wide as she saw the symbol upon it that she had dreaded seeing.

He looked down at her with intense eyes full of yearning, seeing finally that her attention was almost painfully transfixed on an object ahead of them. His eyes lowered in thought before he turned back thinking perhaps, her delinquent husband had decided to return.

Chi-Chi eyes filled with tears as she continued to stare ahead of them. She knew this place had looked familiar when they had arrived hours before. She and Goku used to come up here to have picnics, how could that have slipped her mind? She looked at Vegeta, who was looking behind him, wondering what it was she was looking at. Quickly she stood and turned from him, "I can't stay here." With a final look she ran down the hill towards the small cottage.

Vegeta sat on the breezy hill silently for a few moments as he watched her run off. He wasn't even sure why he had let her run off so easily without any questions. He was sure it had something to do with weakness however.

The sky was darkening rapidly as was his mood. Finally he decided to stand, he looked down at his hand and sneered, noticing that he still held the clip that had held her hair up. With a grunt he threw it into the air and blasted it. Blasted human emotions, he was not human why should feel any regard for anything? But he did........didn't he? Blasted female, toying with him.

With a snarl, he vowed to be through with her as of that moment but for curiosity's sake, he walked toward the only object he could guess she was looking at, the nearby tree. His eyes grew wide as came closer to it.....carved deeply into the trunk years before in a heart were the names, Goku + Chi-Chi.

Always second best. The ground quaked below him as he shot off into the sky. His jaw clenched tightly as he flew in no particular direction. He swore he would kill Kakarot for all the time he had wronged him. And his female? His eyes suddenly lowered in uncertainty. He glowered angry that he wasn't as enraged at her as he thought he was, in fact, he was starting to question whether he was angry with her at all.

He hmphed in confusion coming to stop, either way she simply wanted Kakarot, so what did it matter?

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Safely in the confines of her cottage, Son Chi-Chi collapsed onto her rickety bed and released a deluge of tears. She was nothing but a cheap cheat, the type of person she would normally look down upon and warn her son about. She had kissed another man, hell she'd made out with another man. He'd never forgive her and even if he could find a way to forgive her, how could she ever forgive herself? Because when it came down to it.........she bit her lower lip so hardly she could taste blood......she didn't regret it.

They were destroying two families. What would Gohan do if he found out? Her throat let out a small whimper, she didn't deserve such a wonderful son. Hell she didn't deserve Goku, given, he'd leave her but at least he never kissed another woman. Which was worse she wondered? It didn't matter though, in the end, in the eyes of society and all of Goku friends and even in the eyes of the gods, she was the one who was wrong, the one who had been weak and uncaring to the champion of the universe, the untouchable, sin free Son-Goku. She let out a heart-wrenching sob as her hands balled into fists around the worn out blankets.

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Bulma grunted as Vegeta stormed into the capsule compound, looking as always, moodily preoccupied.

"Oh what is it Vegeta? Another bug die up your ass?" Bulma muttered as she stirred her tea slowly.

He turned and glared at her menacingly, momentarily making Bulma lose her nerve as she put her teacup down wearily. She stepped back as he took another step towards her. She exhaled nervously taking another step into the counter, he quickly closed the space between them and began kissing her lips voraciously, much to Bulma's confusion and delight, it been months since he had been physical with her in any way and even though she could barely stand the man, he was physically irresistible.

She gave into his insatiable kisses, pressing her figure against his. His response was quick and carnal as he lifted her and in a thoughtless rush, whisked her to his quarters before his logic came back.

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"What the hell did I just do?" Vegeta muttered to himself as Bulma turned to the furthest side of the bed, taking most of the blankets with her. She yawned wearily and shut her eyes in sleep; Vegeta scowled as he looked over at her. He felt a rush of nausea hit him. How could he be with someone who made him physically ill?

He shut his eyes, trying to piece together exactly what he had been thinking when he had reentered Capsule Corp. All he could remember was anger, pure unadulterated anger towards Kakarot and his........female. His eyes open into frustrated slits, and now he was in bed with the damn scientist again. He made himself sick.

Standing up, he quickly searched for his tangled clothing, as they lay discarded on the floor. Training wouldn't even make him feel better after that, he needed to get off the damned mud ball before he made another hare brained decision.

Bulma turned suddenly and looked at him quizzically as he dressed quickly. She sighed, she understood he wasn't the cuddling type but still he was rushing out of there pretty quickly, she looked down at the blankets sadly, "Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving." He looked at her from the corner of his eyes, as the blanket fell down her chest slightly, showing more than a fair share of cleavage.

"I can see that." She answered, pulling the blanket back up, causing him to turn back to his boots.

He shrugged, "You're the one who asked."

"Dammit Vegeta, I'm just trying to get close to you, why won't you let me!" she exclaimed, leaning forward.

He winced at her last words, turning to her slowly; "Because to be quite blunt onna, all you have ever been to me is a good lay. I apologize for any pain this revelation might cause you, but I tend to think, you see me in the same light. Now, I'm leaving this planet, I can't stand to be near you or your species for another minute."

Her mouth hung open in shock as he stood in front of her. How could he say that right after they had just......her eyes flashed with anger and hurt but all she could choke out were four words, "You have a son."

"Come now, he'll be far better off without my influence." He answered, turning his back to her as he stormed out, "Don't you agree?"

Gritting her teeth, Bulma stood up and wrapped a sheet around her as she stormed out after him, "Now you listen here pal, if you leave this time, I'll never let you back into my OR Trunks's life!"

"Fine.' He called back to her, entering the yards where Bulma's father had left space pod he had been working tirelessly on for months. He eyed it and quickly flew up to the door, opening it.

Bulma followed quickly in tow, stopping at the door, spewing through clenched teeth, "Fuck you Vegeta."

"Hmph, I believe we already played that game." He answered with a final smug smirk, as the door slammed shut. She watched helplessly as the pod flew up into the air and shot out sight. She stood there for a moment, beside herself before finally loosing it in a string of curse words that would make a sailor blush.

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Author's Notes: Hey I'm not dead! Sorry, just trying to get used to school and the dread of waking up early, but hey! I didn't just forget about the fic.! See I came back and updated and everything! I know it's not that big of an update but I promise the next chapter is already formulated in my head and I'll be typing it out as soon as I can and I'll write notes to all of my reviewers since I haven't had the time to do that for a couple of chapters either. The funny thing is I sort of wrote myself into a corner but I'm still gonna come out punching because I refuse to have anymore writer's block on this fic.!!