chapter 19.
Authors Note:
hello you all, I have finally made a vow to do something . . . okay, I will, every single day, update one of my stories a day, that way, I don't focus on one at time, good idea huh?
well, my plan is complicated, but I think it shall work, that way, it should be about every eight days I will update this story . . . I know, I know, that seems like a long time, but if you consider the fact that I have updated this story maybe every two weeks, eight days isn't much!
anyways, enough blabbing from me, here's the next chapter.
Bulma stared at the tanned skin before her, it moved lightly to his breaths.
'why did he hold me closer?'
she asked herself.
Vegeta let himself open his eyes and looked down at Bulma, he was having a hard time not reacting in the slightest to her.
It took a while for Vegeta to wake up more, he just couldn't take the feeling of caring, he couldn't take the fact that he was holding Bulma voluntarily.
infact, this forever was actually just a few seconds.
But Vegeta didn't know this, he didn't really care.
With a grunt, Vegeta phased from the bed, and re-appeared in front of the closet, wear he pulled out some training clothes and pulled them on, before Bulma could even comprehend that Vegeta had left.
Bulma suddenly felt cold, and noticed that the spot where her eyes had been lingering was now white like the sheets on the bed.
It took a second for her to spin around to where Vegeta was,
"good morning Vegeta, uh, hmmm, I'm sorry, I didn't really realize . . ."
Vegeta started to walk to the bathroom as she talked,
"Do not speak of it woman . . . ever."
With that, he slammed the door behind him.
Bulma soon heard the light showering of water falling.
Bulma sighed, she did not want to get on Vegeta's bad side, and it seemed that everything she did got her on it too.
'I have to be more careful.'
She thought with a pout.
She liked the feeling of Vegeta holding her for some reason, she didn't know why, but she did.
Bulma only need to sit there for a second before she realized what she was saying, shoe couldn't believe it,
'I want to be held and touched by Vegeta?'
"I'M GOING CRAZY!!!"
she yelled at the top of her lungs, as if there were no tomorrow.
Vegeta's head popped into the room, he wore a confused expression,
"What in kami's name is going on here?" he yelled to her.
Bulma went red faced and blinked,
"Nothing Vegeta . . ."
Bulma said nervously as she jumped up and ran to the closet.
Vegeta watched her suspiciously, and then turned back into the bathroom.
Why did he let her lay on him like that, why would he let her?
Vegeta growled and made the water hotter, so that he could take his mind off of things, that way, he could forget her, but did he want to?
Did he really want to do that, of course not, but there was no other way, no other way to live on without that stupidity that held him back all those years.
He fought to resist these feelings, and fought to get rid of them.
They were all caused by Bulma, all of them.
* * *
Apiphanie looked ta Vegeta's door,
"He sure is taking a long time to get ready this morning, I wonder what's going on?'
Apiphanie thought tiredly.
Just as she turned, Vegeta flew by her, hit the wall, and fell to the ground.
Bulma appeared beside him,
"You idiot, why the hell would you do that!!!"
she screeched madly.
Apiphanie looked at Bulma strangely, as the woman clenched her teeth and glared at Vegeta.
Vegeta jumped up,
"Woman, there is no such thing as modesty on this planet, I do not care if you are getting changed, it was my room first!!"
Bulma stepped foreword and grabbed onto Vegeta's collar,
"You insignificant little-"
she was cut off by Vegeta's face coming straight up to her's, hardly even a millimeter from hers.
"I don't know what your idea of royalty respect you have, but I know for a fact, I could kill you and not have to think about it in less than a second for you touching me . .. back off"
Bulma's face faltered, and tears came from her face.
Apiphanie watched as Vegeta's face fell, his eyes dropped, making him look sad and scared ; his mouth also fell, this whole look make him seem worried, sad and scared at the same time.
Bulma dropped her hands from Vegeta's collar and looked to the ground.
"You know what Vegeta, for all that I have been put through in the past few weeks, and I'd think that you would be a little more courteous and respectful."
She mumbled in a broken voice before turning and running into the bedroom again.
Vegeta watched Bulma go with longing eyes. He knew that he shouldn't have gone in there, and he knew that what he said was harsh, but he couldn't help it, and now he wanted to help her.
Apiphanie stared at Vegeta,
"What the hell was all of that about?"
She asked loudly.
"You are totally ruining my Plan's Vegeta, do you know how pissed off I am at you right now!!??"
Vegeta diverted his attention to Apiphanie and widened his eyes,
"Me!!"???"
Apiphanie growled and stuck her index finger into o Vegeta's chest,
"Yes you, you idiot, you're the one that cause all of this mess, if you weren't so much like mother, than maybe you would be happy!!"
Vegeta's word's caught in his throat, he couldn't talk, nor think of words to say.
His mother and him were the same, both stubborn, both angry, both always hiding their true feelings.
Apiphanie lived with his mother for 7 years of the beginning of her life before their mother died, and now Apiphanie brought this up.
Every kid has their favorite parent, and Vegeta's was their mother . . . their father put too much on their plates, made them do to much, taught them too much.
Vegeta stared at Apiphanie as if she were the scum that he walked on everyday.
"Don't you ever, bring mother into a conversation again, DO YOU HEAR!!"
Apiphanie gasped and jumped back.
Again, like their mother, he had that special tone of voice that could make the bravest kill themselves just to get away. Vegeta pointed a finger at Apiphanie,
"You know how much I . . . you know my reasons for not wanting to hear of her, you know perfectly well."
His voice had calmed and was now almost sorrowful.
Apiphanie looked at her brother with sorry eyes,
"Vegeta, I'm sorry, I forgot."
She whimpered.
Vegeta looked to the ground,
"You always forget don't you?"
he asked quietly as he turned to walk to the eating room.
Apiphanie looked to the floor,
"I always forget . . . "
* * * flashback * * * Apiphanie was five, she was supposed to tell their mother that Vegeta was training, but she forget at the last second.
Vegeta came home from a party, he had cleaned himself up, and made himself look like he had been training for hours on end.
He walked into other castle, and headed to his room.
He had just spent the whole night with a girl that seemed too be someone that he might take into account for mating with.
Everything about her was perfect.
Vegeta walked into his dark room, and could fee his fathers presence, and he could smell something . . . blood.
Vegeta flicked on the lights and stared in shock.
The girl he had just been with, lay on his bed, rips in her dress and cuts all over the place, just hardly alive.
Vegeta looked to his dad,
"What . . "
His father stood up from his bed and walked over to him.
That is the last Vegeta could remember, he woke day's later, he wasn't even sure he was awake, the only think that he knew, was that his mom was standing over him.
Authors Note:
Sorry about cutting it there, but I have to go to bed, and there is more of Vegeta's past to come, don't worry!!
Ttyal!!
Authors Note:
hello you all, I have finally made a vow to do something . . . okay, I will, every single day, update one of my stories a day, that way, I don't focus on one at time, good idea huh?
well, my plan is complicated, but I think it shall work, that way, it should be about every eight days I will update this story . . . I know, I know, that seems like a long time, but if you consider the fact that I have updated this story maybe every two weeks, eight days isn't much!
anyways, enough blabbing from me, here's the next chapter.
Bulma stared at the tanned skin before her, it moved lightly to his breaths.
'why did he hold me closer?'
she asked herself.
Vegeta let himself open his eyes and looked down at Bulma, he was having a hard time not reacting in the slightest to her.
It took a while for Vegeta to wake up more, he just couldn't take the feeling of caring, he couldn't take the fact that he was holding Bulma voluntarily.
infact, this forever was actually just a few seconds.
But Vegeta didn't know this, he didn't really care.
With a grunt, Vegeta phased from the bed, and re-appeared in front of the closet, wear he pulled out some training clothes and pulled them on, before Bulma could even comprehend that Vegeta had left.
Bulma suddenly felt cold, and noticed that the spot where her eyes had been lingering was now white like the sheets on the bed.
It took a second for her to spin around to where Vegeta was,
"good morning Vegeta, uh, hmmm, I'm sorry, I didn't really realize . . ."
Vegeta started to walk to the bathroom as she talked,
"Do not speak of it woman . . . ever."
With that, he slammed the door behind him.
Bulma soon heard the light showering of water falling.
Bulma sighed, she did not want to get on Vegeta's bad side, and it seemed that everything she did got her on it too.
'I have to be more careful.'
She thought with a pout.
She liked the feeling of Vegeta holding her for some reason, she didn't know why, but she did.
Bulma only need to sit there for a second before she realized what she was saying, shoe couldn't believe it,
'I want to be held and touched by Vegeta?'
"I'M GOING CRAZY!!!"
she yelled at the top of her lungs, as if there were no tomorrow.
Vegeta's head popped into the room, he wore a confused expression,
"What in kami's name is going on here?" he yelled to her.
Bulma went red faced and blinked,
"Nothing Vegeta . . ."
Bulma said nervously as she jumped up and ran to the closet.
Vegeta watched her suspiciously, and then turned back into the bathroom.
Why did he let her lay on him like that, why would he let her?
Vegeta growled and made the water hotter, so that he could take his mind off of things, that way, he could forget her, but did he want to?
Did he really want to do that, of course not, but there was no other way, no other way to live on without that stupidity that held him back all those years.
He fought to resist these feelings, and fought to get rid of them.
They were all caused by Bulma, all of them.
* * *
Apiphanie looked ta Vegeta's door,
"He sure is taking a long time to get ready this morning, I wonder what's going on?'
Apiphanie thought tiredly.
Just as she turned, Vegeta flew by her, hit the wall, and fell to the ground.
Bulma appeared beside him,
"You idiot, why the hell would you do that!!!"
she screeched madly.
Apiphanie looked at Bulma strangely, as the woman clenched her teeth and glared at Vegeta.
Vegeta jumped up,
"Woman, there is no such thing as modesty on this planet, I do not care if you are getting changed, it was my room first!!"
Bulma stepped foreword and grabbed onto Vegeta's collar,
"You insignificant little-"
she was cut off by Vegeta's face coming straight up to her's, hardly even a millimeter from hers.
"I don't know what your idea of royalty respect you have, but I know for a fact, I could kill you and not have to think about it in less than a second for you touching me . .. back off"
Bulma's face faltered, and tears came from her face.
Apiphanie watched as Vegeta's face fell, his eyes dropped, making him look sad and scared ; his mouth also fell, this whole look make him seem worried, sad and scared at the same time.
Bulma dropped her hands from Vegeta's collar and looked to the ground.
"You know what Vegeta, for all that I have been put through in the past few weeks, and I'd think that you would be a little more courteous and respectful."
She mumbled in a broken voice before turning and running into the bedroom again.
Vegeta watched Bulma go with longing eyes. He knew that he shouldn't have gone in there, and he knew that what he said was harsh, but he couldn't help it, and now he wanted to help her.
Apiphanie stared at Vegeta,
"What the hell was all of that about?"
She asked loudly.
"You are totally ruining my Plan's Vegeta, do you know how pissed off I am at you right now!!??"
Vegeta diverted his attention to Apiphanie and widened his eyes,
"Me!!"???"
Apiphanie growled and stuck her index finger into o Vegeta's chest,
"Yes you, you idiot, you're the one that cause all of this mess, if you weren't so much like mother, than maybe you would be happy!!"
Vegeta's word's caught in his throat, he couldn't talk, nor think of words to say.
His mother and him were the same, both stubborn, both angry, both always hiding their true feelings.
Apiphanie lived with his mother for 7 years of the beginning of her life before their mother died, and now Apiphanie brought this up.
Every kid has their favorite parent, and Vegeta's was their mother . . . their father put too much on their plates, made them do to much, taught them too much.
Vegeta stared at Apiphanie as if she were the scum that he walked on everyday.
"Don't you ever, bring mother into a conversation again, DO YOU HEAR!!"
Apiphanie gasped and jumped back.
Again, like their mother, he had that special tone of voice that could make the bravest kill themselves just to get away. Vegeta pointed a finger at Apiphanie,
"You know how much I . . . you know my reasons for not wanting to hear of her, you know perfectly well."
His voice had calmed and was now almost sorrowful.
Apiphanie looked at her brother with sorry eyes,
"Vegeta, I'm sorry, I forgot."
She whimpered.
Vegeta looked to the ground,
"You always forget don't you?"
he asked quietly as he turned to walk to the eating room.
Apiphanie looked to the floor,
"I always forget . . . "
* * * flashback * * * Apiphanie was five, she was supposed to tell their mother that Vegeta was training, but she forget at the last second.
Vegeta came home from a party, he had cleaned himself up, and made himself look like he had been training for hours on end.
He walked into other castle, and headed to his room.
He had just spent the whole night with a girl that seemed too be someone that he might take into account for mating with.
Everything about her was perfect.
Vegeta walked into his dark room, and could fee his fathers presence, and he could smell something . . . blood.
Vegeta flicked on the lights and stared in shock.
The girl he had just been with, lay on his bed, rips in her dress and cuts all over the place, just hardly alive.
Vegeta looked to his dad,
"What . . "
His father stood up from his bed and walked over to him.
That is the last Vegeta could remember, he woke day's later, he wasn't even sure he was awake, the only think that he knew, was that his mom was standing over him.
Authors Note:
Sorry about cutting it there, but I have to go to bed, and there is more of Vegeta's past to come, don't worry!!
Ttyal!!