Can't Resist - Chapter 9 - Meditation
Disclaimer - I don't own DBZ.
"I don't know where Vegeta went, honey. He just said he'd be back in a week or so because he needs to meditate." Mrs. Brief told her daughter as she danced arougn watering her garden the next day.
Bulma bit her lip. "Well why'd he leave as suddenly, Mom?"
"I told you. He needs to meditate, Bulma, honey. He probably just needs to set his priorities straight, dear. Water that chrysanthemum bed for me, hon? He didn't look sick or anything. Chi Chi says her Goky goes off to meditate every so often, especially if he's training. I'm sure Vegeta just wanted to take some time off and get himself sorted out. Why as I remember, your grandfather on my side liked to meditate," Mrs. Brief giggled. "He was always rather mad when one of us would jerk him out of it though. And there were so many of us too. My mother would just laugh and shake her head. Oh your grandparents were quite a couple. It's such a shame they moved to that mudist colony. Now I never get to see them. Well my siblings and I did get together and go a couple of years ago, but I haven't been back since. I got a letter from the colony's director saying they were going into a solitary period, but-"
"Mom! What does a mudist colony have to do with Vegeta?! And I though you said they lived on a remote island in Bosnia!"
Mrs. Brief laughed. "I didn't think you actually believed me, dear. I don't even know where Bosnia is! Oh, well back to Vegeta. He did tell me to tell you something. Now what was it?" she wondered.
"He did?! What, Mom?" Bulma asked hopefully.
"Oh, yes, now I remember." Mrs. Brief resumed humming and watering her flowers.
"WHAT MOM?!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Now dear, don't yell. I though I raised you better than to yell at your parents."
"Sorry, Mom." Bulma muttered.
"Vegeta said not to worry because he wasn't going to blow up Goku." Mrs. Brief laughed. "He's such a kidder, that Vegeta. Don't worry about him Bulma, he can take care of himself. And I did ask him if he packed enough socks and underwear and his toothbrush. He said he did, so we're okay there-"
"Mom! You actually asked him that?" Bulma asked, turning pink.
"Of course honey. It's not like he minded or anything. He's a very sweet man, that Vegeta, and such a catch! If only I was twenty years younger and hadn't met your father yet," she sighed. "He also said he would be back in time for the reunion. I made sure of that because I didn't want him missing seeing all his friends and meeting that family. Oh and speaking of the family, Uncle Rod and Aund Dee called to say they can't come. Apparently they're going on safari in the Bermuda Triangle next week. They want to disprove that theory about everyone getting lost in there or something. I told them okay, but Rod is your father's youngest brother. I'm afraid he and that wife of his are always off doing something crazy. Now who were we talking about? Oh yes, that darling man, Vegeta. I'm so happy he chose to stay here and live with us for a while. I like him, don't you, Bulma? And your father does too. Why he told me that Vegeta reminds him of you, same quick temper. Except of course you're his little baby girl. Oh Bulma, I'm so proud of you. I always wanted a beautiful little girl when I was growing up and I was so thrilled when your father and I had you. And you can't imagine how thrilled your father was when we found out you were a genius too. Of course he would've loved you even if you weren't so smart. Oh yes, that reminds me. Neliyah called here last night around nine o'clock and she said it's a go with Tristan. Who's Tristan? And she also said she was gonna add a resume to Vegeta's file by hacking into the government system. I must say I don't entirely approve of her hacking, but I told her it was okay if it was for Vegeta's well-being. Oh my gosh! Finish watering these flowers for me. I have a luncheon to get ready for, one of the wives of the men in your dad's corporation is hosting. You don't have to go. I made excuses because I knew you were busy with your project. I have to drive though, so I'd better get into my business suit and leave. Thanks for watering my flowers, hon!" Mrs. Brief breezed off into the house.
Bulma sighed and turned towards her mother's garden. "I didn't know Dad liked Vegeta . . ."
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A week and a half later, two days before the reunion, Vegeta came back. He'd decided rather abruptly that he needed to leave until he sorted out his feelings about Bulma and staying on Earth. He'd gone to a tiny island in the ocean, though it wasn't nearly as small as Master Roshi's. Still, it was uninhabited and had enough fruit trees and wild animals to last him a while. He didn't eat much since he considered fasting a part of meditation. When it rained it was cool and wet, but when it didn't that was okay too.
In the end, Vegeta had decided that it was okay for him to be with Bulma. It wasn't violating any of the laws of Vegeta-sei and he couldn't leave it up to that idiot Kakarott to repopulate the species anyway. he was sure his kids would be a lot more streetwise and have a lot more spunk than that little brat of Kakarott's. So when he felt ready to stomach the reunion and some how convey his feelings to Bulma without showing them, he went back.
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Bulma just happened to be working on her tan in the backyard when Vegeta flew in and landed in front of the door. She was astonished to see him and even more surprised that he hadn't landed in front of her, but the door. She hurriedly rolled off the folding chair and stood up. "Vegeta, wait!" she was relieved when he turned around, "Where have you been? Aren't you going to say hi after more than a week of not seeing me?"
"I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower if it's any of your business." Vegeta inwardly winced at the look of hurt that flashed across Bulma's face.
"I was just worried. I wish you'd have told me you were leaving."
"I don't need anyone to worry about me."
"WELL I DO, OKAY! Even when you're here I worry! I can't help it! It's always, IS TODAY THE DAY HE'LL BLOW HIMSELF UP?! NO? WELL TOMORROW'S RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER! I DO WORRY ABOUT PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT YOU KNOW! And this last week, you put me through torture! What if he hits an airplane while he's flying? What if he trains and he can't get up afterwards? What if a maniac comes up behind him and shoots him? What if he drowns? AND NOW YOU'RE BACK AND YOU DON'T EVEN BOTHER TO SAY, HI BULMA, I'M BACK. I AM NOT DEAD, I'M JUST AN IDIOT BAKA FOR LEAVING WITHOUT TELLING YOU!"
"You're not my mother, woman."
"I KNOW THAT! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?! THE ONLY REASON I'M YELLING AT YOU IS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" Bulma finished, looking shocked but determined to stand by what had just popped out of her mouth.
Vegeta just stared at her, disbelieving his ears. Then he turned and went inside the house. Bulma stared after him with no expression on her face. Then she sat back down on the folding chair and cried in to her hands.
(A/N - Sorry to leave you with a cliff hanger here, but I thought it was the perfect way to end the chapter.)
Disclaimer - I don't own DBZ.
"I don't know where Vegeta went, honey. He just said he'd be back in a week or so because he needs to meditate." Mrs. Brief told her daughter as she danced arougn watering her garden the next day.
Bulma bit her lip. "Well why'd he leave as suddenly, Mom?"
"I told you. He needs to meditate, Bulma, honey. He probably just needs to set his priorities straight, dear. Water that chrysanthemum bed for me, hon? He didn't look sick or anything. Chi Chi says her Goky goes off to meditate every so often, especially if he's training. I'm sure Vegeta just wanted to take some time off and get himself sorted out. Why as I remember, your grandfather on my side liked to meditate," Mrs. Brief giggled. "He was always rather mad when one of us would jerk him out of it though. And there were so many of us too. My mother would just laugh and shake her head. Oh your grandparents were quite a couple. It's such a shame they moved to that mudist colony. Now I never get to see them. Well my siblings and I did get together and go a couple of years ago, but I haven't been back since. I got a letter from the colony's director saying they were going into a solitary period, but-"
"Mom! What does a mudist colony have to do with Vegeta?! And I though you said they lived on a remote island in Bosnia!"
Mrs. Brief laughed. "I didn't think you actually believed me, dear. I don't even know where Bosnia is! Oh, well back to Vegeta. He did tell me to tell you something. Now what was it?" she wondered.
"He did?! What, Mom?" Bulma asked hopefully.
"Oh, yes, now I remember." Mrs. Brief resumed humming and watering her flowers.
"WHAT MOM?!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Now dear, don't yell. I though I raised you better than to yell at your parents."
"Sorry, Mom." Bulma muttered.
"Vegeta said not to worry because he wasn't going to blow up Goku." Mrs. Brief laughed. "He's such a kidder, that Vegeta. Don't worry about him Bulma, he can take care of himself. And I did ask him if he packed enough socks and underwear and his toothbrush. He said he did, so we're okay there-"
"Mom! You actually asked him that?" Bulma asked, turning pink.
"Of course honey. It's not like he minded or anything. He's a very sweet man, that Vegeta, and such a catch! If only I was twenty years younger and hadn't met your father yet," she sighed. "He also said he would be back in time for the reunion. I made sure of that because I didn't want him missing seeing all his friends and meeting that family. Oh and speaking of the family, Uncle Rod and Aund Dee called to say they can't come. Apparently they're going on safari in the Bermuda Triangle next week. They want to disprove that theory about everyone getting lost in there or something. I told them okay, but Rod is your father's youngest brother. I'm afraid he and that wife of his are always off doing something crazy. Now who were we talking about? Oh yes, that darling man, Vegeta. I'm so happy he chose to stay here and live with us for a while. I like him, don't you, Bulma? And your father does too. Why he told me that Vegeta reminds him of you, same quick temper. Except of course you're his little baby girl. Oh Bulma, I'm so proud of you. I always wanted a beautiful little girl when I was growing up and I was so thrilled when your father and I had you. And you can't imagine how thrilled your father was when we found out you were a genius too. Of course he would've loved you even if you weren't so smart. Oh yes, that reminds me. Neliyah called here last night around nine o'clock and she said it's a go with Tristan. Who's Tristan? And she also said she was gonna add a resume to Vegeta's file by hacking into the government system. I must say I don't entirely approve of her hacking, but I told her it was okay if it was for Vegeta's well-being. Oh my gosh! Finish watering these flowers for me. I have a luncheon to get ready for, one of the wives of the men in your dad's corporation is hosting. You don't have to go. I made excuses because I knew you were busy with your project. I have to drive though, so I'd better get into my business suit and leave. Thanks for watering my flowers, hon!" Mrs. Brief breezed off into the house.
Bulma sighed and turned towards her mother's garden. "I didn't know Dad liked Vegeta . . ."
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A week and a half later, two days before the reunion, Vegeta came back. He'd decided rather abruptly that he needed to leave until he sorted out his feelings about Bulma and staying on Earth. He'd gone to a tiny island in the ocean, though it wasn't nearly as small as Master Roshi's. Still, it was uninhabited and had enough fruit trees and wild animals to last him a while. He didn't eat much since he considered fasting a part of meditation. When it rained it was cool and wet, but when it didn't that was okay too.
In the end, Vegeta had decided that it was okay for him to be with Bulma. It wasn't violating any of the laws of Vegeta-sei and he couldn't leave it up to that idiot Kakarott to repopulate the species anyway. he was sure his kids would be a lot more streetwise and have a lot more spunk than that little brat of Kakarott's. So when he felt ready to stomach the reunion and some how convey his feelings to Bulma without showing them, he went back.
**************
Bulma just happened to be working on her tan in the backyard when Vegeta flew in and landed in front of the door. She was astonished to see him and even more surprised that he hadn't landed in front of her, but the door. She hurriedly rolled off the folding chair and stood up. "Vegeta, wait!" she was relieved when he turned around, "Where have you been? Aren't you going to say hi after more than a week of not seeing me?"
"I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower if it's any of your business." Vegeta inwardly winced at the look of hurt that flashed across Bulma's face.
"I was just worried. I wish you'd have told me you were leaving."
"I don't need anyone to worry about me."
"WELL I DO, OKAY! Even when you're here I worry! I can't help it! It's always, IS TODAY THE DAY HE'LL BLOW HIMSELF UP?! NO? WELL TOMORROW'S RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER! I DO WORRY ABOUT PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT YOU KNOW! And this last week, you put me through torture! What if he hits an airplane while he's flying? What if he trains and he can't get up afterwards? What if a maniac comes up behind him and shoots him? What if he drowns? AND NOW YOU'RE BACK AND YOU DON'T EVEN BOTHER TO SAY, HI BULMA, I'M BACK. I AM NOT DEAD, I'M JUST AN IDIOT BAKA FOR LEAVING WITHOUT TELLING YOU!"
"You're not my mother, woman."
"I KNOW THAT! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?! THE ONLY REASON I'M YELLING AT YOU IS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" Bulma finished, looking shocked but determined to stand by what had just popped out of her mouth.
Vegeta just stared at her, disbelieving his ears. Then he turned and went inside the house. Bulma stared after him with no expression on her face. Then she sat back down on the folding chair and cried in to her hands.
(A/N - Sorry to leave you with a cliff hanger here, but I thought it was the perfect way to end the chapter.)
