Chapter 15.
Authors Note:
Sorry for not updating in a while,
I never left you with a big huge cliffy though, so that's okay!!
Here it goes!!
Vegeta starred out the window in the throne room.
'she is haunting all of my thoughts, I cannot seem to get rid of her!'
he exclaimed to himself.
Sighing, he turned to the door and walked out.
'might as well get changed and do some training'
he thought to himself.
As soon as he got to the door he stopped.
He growled when he read the note, then looked down, his training clothes were folded neatly on the floor.
Vegeta raised his fist to pound on the door when he heard a faint whimper from inside.
Threw the think walls though, he couldn't hear much, let alone anything.
'I don't really want to get involved in Bulma's problems right now.'
He thought defeating.
Sighing, he leaned down and grabbed his clothes then walked to the bathroom across the hall.
* * *
Apiphanie watched as Bulma began to spill everything.
"I don't like this feeling, I just don't, it happens . . ."
Bulma trailed off. And growled.
"I just don't get it."
She whimpered.
Apiphanie shook her head, she had never quite understood emotions, but she was the type of Saiyan that liked to try to see things from others points of views.
Bulma stopped crying all together,
"Oh, I'm so sorry Apiphanie, I just, and I can't really explain it."
Apiphanie nodded and smiled warmly,
"Well, I'll go get someone to bring you some food, then I want you to go straight to bed, I don't want to sense you somewhere else. You have to be up tomorrow morning, early."
Bulma watched as Apiphanie walked from the room.
Apiphanie smiled as she closed the door.
'it's working out better than I thought.'
She snickered to herself.
* * *
Bulma whipped her eyes dry and stood up.
She looked over to the closet and sighed, then walked over to it.
She pulled off her armor with little grunts of pain.
Slowly, she took off her shirt and her pants.
She didn't feel like wearing PJ's tonight.
Sorely, she walked to the bed and crawled in.
Instantly, she fell asleep.
* * *
Vegeta finished training, or at least he was to tiered to continue.
Groggily, he walked to his room and opened the door, the note was gone, and all seemed quiet.
He opened the door and walked in, it was pitch black.
With a slow blink, he walked to his closet and pulled off his clothes.
Nothing but his boxers were left by the time he walked to the bed and crawled in.
* * *
The next morning, Bulma woke to the cold, only half of the blanket was on her, and she was beginning to get annoyed.
She scrunched her eyes together and wiggled under the covers some more.
Her hand hit something warm, very warm.
Seeing as how she was still mostly asleep, she didn't take the time to care why there was warmth there.
In a few seconds she had snuggled into the warmth, and tangled herself around it.
* * *
Vegeta was really warm, that could be of course that he was wrapped completely in blankets.
Then, as the sun slowly hit his face he sighed and start to wake up.
He turned over, although it was a little difficult because something was holding him in place.
He frowned lightly, but whatever was touching him was soft, and warm.
He sub-concisely liked the feeling, so he wrapped his arms around the object, and tangled his body with it even more than they were tangled before.
* * *
Bulma pulled the warm object closer, and snuggled her head into it.
* * *
Vegeta pried his eyes open, he could feel something up against him and now that he was waking up he had a slight idea of what it was.
Slowly, he looked down and saw Bulma hair.
* * *
Bulma looked up when she opened her eyes and saw a chest in front of her.
Her eyes met with Vegeta's, and they starred at each other for a few seconds, before they both screeched and yelled, then jumped back.
Cyanryou ran into the room.
The scream from Bulma was so loud that even Apiphanie heard it.
Cyanryou looked at Vegeta and Bulma, both were in the floor, looking at each other.
Cyanryou smirked,
"What is wrong?"
he asked, as if he knew nothing.
Bulma grabbed the blankets and pulled them around herself,
"Why are in my fucking bed Vegeta!?"
she screeched.
Vegeta jumped up,
"This is my room woman, not yours!"
Bulma looked around,
"Since when was 'this' your room!?"
Vegeta took a look around.
Everything was his, and yet everything was Bulma's.
"APIPHANIE"
Apiphanie burst into the room with a smile on her face,
"Yes Vegeta?"
she asked innocently.
Vegeta clenched his teeth and glared at her,
"What is the meaning of this!?"
he yelled to her.
Apiphanie smiled,
"Well, you said that you wanted to be around her all the time, so that you could protect her, and I had to make her old room into a guest house for the ambassador!"
Vegeta growled,
"Why is she sleeping in my bed then!?"
Apiphanie looked at the bed,
"It's big enough."
Vegeta looked at the bed.
Indeed it was big, but that didn't stop Bulma or him from coming together that overnight.
Apiphanie smirked,
"And if she doesn't stay in here she will have absolutely no where to stay, so she will be staying here, no questions asked."
Vegeta stuttered a few letters as Apiphanie walked out of the room.
Bulma stood up and wrapped the blankets around herself, then rushed to her closet and closed the doors behind her.
Vegeta looked at his closet, then transferred his attention to Cyanryou,
"You knew of this didn't you!?"
Cyanryou shrugged,
"I had a hunch, but I never knew for sure, and Apiphanie wants you two to be in the rejuvenation chambers in 20 minutes, she says that should give you two enough time to have some fun!"
Authors Note:
Wow, sorry for taking so long, but oh well, it came, it's all good!
Authors Note:
Sorry for not updating in a while,
I never left you with a big huge cliffy though, so that's okay!!
Here it goes!!
Vegeta starred out the window in the throne room.
'she is haunting all of my thoughts, I cannot seem to get rid of her!'
he exclaimed to himself.
Sighing, he turned to the door and walked out.
'might as well get changed and do some training'
he thought to himself.
As soon as he got to the door he stopped.
He growled when he read the note, then looked down, his training clothes were folded neatly on the floor.
Vegeta raised his fist to pound on the door when he heard a faint whimper from inside.
Threw the think walls though, he couldn't hear much, let alone anything.
'I don't really want to get involved in Bulma's problems right now.'
He thought defeating.
Sighing, he leaned down and grabbed his clothes then walked to the bathroom across the hall.
* * *
Apiphanie watched as Bulma began to spill everything.
"I don't like this feeling, I just don't, it happens . . ."
Bulma trailed off. And growled.
"I just don't get it."
She whimpered.
Apiphanie shook her head, she had never quite understood emotions, but she was the type of Saiyan that liked to try to see things from others points of views.
Bulma stopped crying all together,
"Oh, I'm so sorry Apiphanie, I just, and I can't really explain it."
Apiphanie nodded and smiled warmly,
"Well, I'll go get someone to bring you some food, then I want you to go straight to bed, I don't want to sense you somewhere else. You have to be up tomorrow morning, early."
Bulma watched as Apiphanie walked from the room.
Apiphanie smiled as she closed the door.
'it's working out better than I thought.'
She snickered to herself.
* * *
Bulma whipped her eyes dry and stood up.
She looked over to the closet and sighed, then walked over to it.
She pulled off her armor with little grunts of pain.
Slowly, she took off her shirt and her pants.
She didn't feel like wearing PJ's tonight.
Sorely, she walked to the bed and crawled in.
Instantly, she fell asleep.
* * *
Vegeta finished training, or at least he was to tiered to continue.
Groggily, he walked to his room and opened the door, the note was gone, and all seemed quiet.
He opened the door and walked in, it was pitch black.
With a slow blink, he walked to his closet and pulled off his clothes.
Nothing but his boxers were left by the time he walked to the bed and crawled in.
* * *
The next morning, Bulma woke to the cold, only half of the blanket was on her, and she was beginning to get annoyed.
She scrunched her eyes together and wiggled under the covers some more.
Her hand hit something warm, very warm.
Seeing as how she was still mostly asleep, she didn't take the time to care why there was warmth there.
In a few seconds she had snuggled into the warmth, and tangled herself around it.
* * *
Vegeta was really warm, that could be of course that he was wrapped completely in blankets.
Then, as the sun slowly hit his face he sighed and start to wake up.
He turned over, although it was a little difficult because something was holding him in place.
He frowned lightly, but whatever was touching him was soft, and warm.
He sub-concisely liked the feeling, so he wrapped his arms around the object, and tangled his body with it even more than they were tangled before.
* * *
Bulma pulled the warm object closer, and snuggled her head into it.
* * *
Vegeta pried his eyes open, he could feel something up against him and now that he was waking up he had a slight idea of what it was.
Slowly, he looked down and saw Bulma hair.
* * *
Bulma looked up when she opened her eyes and saw a chest in front of her.
Her eyes met with Vegeta's, and they starred at each other for a few seconds, before they both screeched and yelled, then jumped back.
Cyanryou ran into the room.
The scream from Bulma was so loud that even Apiphanie heard it.
Cyanryou looked at Vegeta and Bulma, both were in the floor, looking at each other.
Cyanryou smirked,
"What is wrong?"
he asked, as if he knew nothing.
Bulma grabbed the blankets and pulled them around herself,
"Why are in my fucking bed Vegeta!?"
she screeched.
Vegeta jumped up,
"This is my room woman, not yours!"
Bulma looked around,
"Since when was 'this' your room!?"
Vegeta took a look around.
Everything was his, and yet everything was Bulma's.
"APIPHANIE"
Apiphanie burst into the room with a smile on her face,
"Yes Vegeta?"
she asked innocently.
Vegeta clenched his teeth and glared at her,
"What is the meaning of this!?"
he yelled to her.
Apiphanie smiled,
"Well, you said that you wanted to be around her all the time, so that you could protect her, and I had to make her old room into a guest house for the ambassador!"
Vegeta growled,
"Why is she sleeping in my bed then!?"
Apiphanie looked at the bed,
"It's big enough."
Vegeta looked at the bed.
Indeed it was big, but that didn't stop Bulma or him from coming together that overnight.
Apiphanie smirked,
"And if she doesn't stay in here she will have absolutely no where to stay, so she will be staying here, no questions asked."
Vegeta stuttered a few letters as Apiphanie walked out of the room.
Bulma stood up and wrapped the blankets around herself, then rushed to her closet and closed the doors behind her.
Vegeta looked at his closet, then transferred his attention to Cyanryou,
"You knew of this didn't you!?"
Cyanryou shrugged,
"I had a hunch, but I never knew for sure, and Apiphanie wants you two to be in the rejuvenation chambers in 20 minutes, she says that should give you two enough time to have some fun!"
Authors Note:
Wow, sorry for taking so long, but oh well, it came, it's all good!