Last time:
"News of my cure?"
"No," he sighed, and I heard him turn from me and leave the main room of the ship to its control room. But I still wasn't doubtful, I knew I'd find a cure, there had to be one.
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"How are you feeling, Vegeta?" Terrak asked, pushing a glass of Fers Juice into my hand. "Are your legs giving you any problems?"
"They're stiff," I said, taking a large gulp of the drink, wincing as I swallow; I'd never had a taste for Fers Juice, too chalky.
"Can you walk alright? Do you stumble?"
"Not often. How much longer 'til we get there?"
"Anxious?" I could almost see the revolting happy grin on his face.
"The sooner we get there, the sooner we can leave," I hiss, clenching my teeth.
He sighed, then continued with his medical questions; the Maydel doctors had given him instructions incase of emergencies, and supplies. I told them I didn't need them, but the moron insisted. All I really need is a regeneration tank. "Do your legs hurt? Yut Svy said they would for sometime, for the surgery was too soon and rushed."
"When would they have rather done it?"
"Vegeta, please, I'm only trying to help. Don't speak to me that way, I'm your friend."
"Yes, and as such I expect better from you." I stood quickly, but he seemed to sense it before I rose, and was at my side almost immediately. "I don't need your help, Terrak. I can walk just fine."
"You'll run into something."
"Then I run into something. I don't care. Now unhand me."
His fingers slipped from my arms and I heard him sigh again. But I cared not and took off towards my room, though found I ended up in the control room in the opposite direction. As I walked back passed Terrak, I could sense that he wanted to say something, mock me perhaps, but wisely kept it to himself. I made it to my room this time and fell into my bed, lying on my back with my eyes opened, willing them to see. No such thing would happen, of course, and I eventually drifted into sleep.
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"Vegeta! Vegeta, wake up!"
"What?" I groaned, swatting at Terrak as he shook my shoulders to rouse me.
"Vegeta, you've slept very long, we're ready to land."
"Land!? That's impossible! How long was I asleep!?" I shot out of bed, forgetting my temporary blindness, and ended up smacking into the wall. "Kami damn it!" I kicked it, only succeeding in further hurting myself, for the walls were a foot thick of solid metal.
"Several days, Vegeta. Now come, you need to get strapped in before we begin to descend." He grabbed my arm before I could protest and hurried me into the control room, stubbing my foot on the kitchen table in the process. "Your nose is bleeding."
"Shut up," I huffed, wrenching my arm from his grasp and taking a seat on the control panel. "Kuso. Shut up." I found my seat a moment later, more angry than I'd been in my life. I hadn't had this much trouble getting around before. Must have been because of my hasty awakening, damn Terrak.
"Can I at least escort you off the ship? I don't want you falling off the platform and alarming the Earthlings."
"I don't care about the damn-" But the ship began to shutter and my concentration shifted, as must have Terrak's for he stopped speaking as well.
We were landed before I knew it and I immediately picked up the woman's scent. She was right outside the ship, with our son, for his signature was pulsing almost violently, and the others were there as well; Kakarot, his harpy and half-breed, her weakling, her annoying parents, and the bald one. I wondered for a moment why they all were there, but decided not to dwell; I would get them to leave, there was no problem.
"Shall I go first?" Terrak asked, almost sheepishly.
"Are you afraid, friend?" I chuckled, giving him a shove towards the door, and it was the correct direction, for he didn't turn around.
"Quiet Vegeta." I sensed harshness in his voice and smiled; he was becoming better in his dealings with me. "I'll go first."
"I knew you would."
He ignored me and pressed the button to open the door. I heard it hiss, then slowly descend to the ground to create a ramp for us to leave the ship. The woman's scent rushed at me full force, but she herself never moved, only her lips, for I heard her distinct gasp.
My hormones were in a frenzy for her, seeming to scream to but touch her silky soft face, or receive a small kiss. If the many others had not been there, I don't know that I could have restrained myself from taking her right there on the lawn. And had I had my sight!? Kami! I don't want to think about such. It won't happen, I will not touch her again.
"Hello Earthlings. I am Vegeta's friend, Terrak." I sighed at this; something to keep my mind off the woman's overpowering scent.
"Friend?" Kakarot laughed stupidly. What a fool. "Vegeta has friends?" He was not being rude, but then again it never took that to annoy me, he was such just standing there.
"One," I correct, glaring in the direction of his voice, hoping the fact that I was blind didn't interfere.
"We heard about the crash, Vegeta," it was the woman's father, in his educated voice, the one he used when talking with clients or myself.
"Yes, well, I already knew the woman had a big mouth."
Surprisingly she didn't respond.
"Are you badly hurt?"
"He's blind, sir," Terrak answered, and this time it was everyone who gasped, and loudly. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm blind. Get over it.
"Blind!?" it was the woman's wretched mother this time.
"Yes, miss, blind. But only 'til we find a cure."
"Is there one?" Her father again.
He didn't answer. The woman gasped, or was it a sob? I didn't care.
"I'll find one," I finally say, hoping to stop the mother's incessant blubbering.
"Well, you must be famish." Her crying hadn't really ceased, but she was offering us food now, so I could forgive that.
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We had long since eaten, and all the annoying "guests" were gone, having satisfied their stupid curiosities and saw that I was actually back on earth. The woman's father had already spoken with me about my condition, asking me straightforward question to which I gave as straightforward answers as I could. He said he'd ascertained that he could maybe help me, if I knew exactly what went into making a regeneration tank; it was four hours later that I emerged from his sterile little lab, brain aching from remembering so much. But it was too overjoyed to let such a thing affect me when I would be getting a regeneration tank, and my vision back. Only thing was that I would have to wait over three months for it to be complete, which meant three months in this house, with the woman and her blindly seductive manner of which I didn't need sight to behold. Surely she would try to "talk" with me before the three months are finished, if nothing else than to ask how I was feeling, or if I would hold our son.
I prayed to Kami that she'd keep her distance.
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"Aye, these Earthings are such delightful people," Terrak laughed upon entering my room, which was directly across from his own. "I just had the most intriguing exchange with Bulma and her mother. And my Kami Vegeta, your son is a treasure. And so very strong. I could feel his energy." He sat in the chair beside my bed, for I heard it creak, then continue. "He'll make a great warrior someday."
"How nice," I scoffed, hoping he caught my annoyance.
"Come now Vegeta, why can't you enjoy these months? Surely the prospect of becoming better and leaving is enough not to drag you down."
"I stay up here to avoid conversing with the woman. I know she would have me if I but glance at her with my dead eyes, so I won't have any of it."
"Is that such a bad thing, Vegeta? You already foresworn you were leaving once you were well. Why not take her as you like? And don't look at me that way; I know how you crave her. Give in. What bad can it do?"
"A whole lot more than good, and don't speak to me of such things."
"Why not? Because you know they are true? Vegeta, listen." He was leaning in now; I could feel his breath on my face. I wanted to push him back, but restrained myself, and turned my head. "Only once in a lifetime can you find a woman such as Bulma, and in my case it is obviously Serria. I love Serria with more than I have, and still it seems not enough for me, still I feel that I should be offering her more of my love, more of myself that I do not have to give. I wish it were that I had endlessness to give her, but alas, I do not and am forever at a standstill. She promises me, when I tell her these things, for I do, and often, that she feels the same and wishes the same and would have the same. And it makes me love her more to hear those wonderful words pass her lips. To know that I love her so much, and that she loves me in return, and with the same intensity, why, it's almost more than my heart can handle.
"But I stray from my path, and I apologize, I know that talk of love disgusts you, though I don't pretend to know why. This is my point; if you crave her this much, then why not have her for these few months? Why not satisfy both of you and sleep in the same bed? I know, I know, she will want more, she will want attachments that you cannot offer, and that she promised in the past not to press on you, but after all is said and done, she will feel satisfied that you at least gave her that much, and will love you more for it, and crave you more, though she can't have you after you're gone, she'll always be thankful for those months. Vegeta, I-"
"Terrak, stop now before you continue to make a fool of yourself. Such a thing can never happen. And the answer is in the very testimony you gave me; she will want more, she will beg me to stay, a thing I cannot do, and cannot endure again."
"Cannot endure?"
"Her words, her begging words, were in my ears for too long after I departed the earth. And not only that, but her actual words before our bond was severed, and then my mother, in my ear, nagging me to go back to her. And you know how I accomplished getting them both to leave me?" He said no, though I knew he wished to ask a question, I could almost feel his tension. "I told my mother that I would return to earth on the condition that she would forever leave me alone and that I could leave earth when I was well. And I intend to stick by that, Terrak."
"Your mother?" He could not hold it any longer, and I think I laughed.
"Yes, my mother. And yes, she is dead, and has been long before Planet Vegeta was destroyed. She spoke with me from Other World."
"Your deceased mother spoke with you from the grave and you turned her away?"
"Saiyan logic, don't try to understand it."
"May I ask you something?"
"Certainly, but I don't guarantee I'll answer."
"I know you won't, but still, I'd like to put it to you."
"Very well."
"Why is it that you despise love so? What is it that drives that hatred behind it? Surely it cannot be that you simply don't believe it in, for you cannot ignore myself and the love I share for my wife and daughter. And also the love that the woman has for you, that can't be forgotten."
"I won't answer that."
"Won't?"
"Won't."
"May I ask why?"
"It's none of your business, but surely you knew I would say that."
"Yes, you're far too predictable my friend."
"It was my mother's fault. She betrayed my father, and with a third class warrior lowlife no less, bedding with him for months, and maybe years, before my father was ever the wiser to her disgusting betrayal. She would go into his bed chambers and romp in his bed with him until satisfied, tell him she loved him and all that bullshit, then return to my father's bed and have him as well, and with such vehemence that you'd think she had been deprived for months. It was sickening to find out such facts upon her execution. To see her, hand in hand with that scum, smirking at my father and cursing his name. She vowed I wasn't his son, but the son of that third class. I think I cried out, 'You tell lies you foul woman! Go to your death with dignity!' And she was lying. I had a blood test taken that very, which confirmed the paternity to be that of King Vegeta, and not that whore she bedded with for so long.
"To this day I have honored my father's wishes in never becoming what my mother became; foul, dishonest, disloyal, all the qualities that come with being a victim of love. The word was never again to be used in his kingdom, lest that person be prepared to face death the next moment. And I will not dishonor my father, and bed with that woman again, for if I become my mother I won't be able to endure it!"
I don't know why I said it, or when exactly the thought came to mind for me to let those words pass my lips, but it was over, and I waited, with as much patience as I could, for Terrak's response.
"Your father drilled hate into you Vegeta," he finally said. "You taught you never to love, for fear that you would end up dead like your mother. But really, the only reason she was executed was because of her betrayal, not her love for another man. I think you did love your mother then, and still do somehow. Your father? I can't be sure. You honor and respect him, yes, but love him? I suppose fear would be a better word than love, I can't see you loving that man like you loved your mother. But Bulma, ah, there could be so much pure love there, if only you'd let go of your long-lost past and embrace that clearest future one could imagine to be handed."
"You'll never give up on that, will you?"
"Of course not, not until we depart that is. I have two and a half months left to persuade you to bed with your former mate."
"You're insane, friend, you know that?"
"Ah! Not so much as you are, with your games and wild inferences. I will leave you be now."
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"Vegeta," Terrak whispered in my ear, pushing gently on my shoulders to wake me; what time was it?
"Leave me. I wish to rest more."
"Vegeta, please, I have to talk to you, now." But it wasn't Terrak's voice this time, and hadn't been the time before, but the woman's, and she was in desperate need.
"Leave me be woman. If I wished to speak with you I would have sought you out."
"Of course you don't wish to speak with me," she snapped, pushing on my shoulders in anger, then retracted her delicate little arms. "I want to know something."
"I can't help you there."
"Why won't you bed with me? What scares you so much about it? Do you think our bond with re-form and then you won't be able to ignore your heart?"
"My thought lie within my head, and no, no such thing would happen. Our bond has been broken, thankfully, and shall never return. And as for our bedding, that shall never occur either, for I won't allow it."
"Terrak told me about your mother."
"I knew he would."
"You won't allow yourself to love another because of your father's words and hatred towards love. But you don't have to be like your father, you can be a different Saiyan than he was. Vegeta, please." Her voice was nothing short of a whimper now, and I could sense the tears welling in her ears. "Love me Vegeta." I couldn't endure it any longer.
"If you don't leave now, you will not like what I am to become. I can't hear those words from you. Leave."
"I won't."
"You would be raped to the point of bleeding?"
"I can think of much worse."
"Such as?"
"You never touching me again." She reached out and touched my shoulder again, though this time with such tenderness I could barely stay put. "I can't stand knowing you were here for so long and me not being able to feel you on me. I need you Vegeta, I need you." She kissed my lips, softly at first, then more roughly as she became impassioned, and I could resist her no longer, grabbing her frail little waist, that I fear has gotten smaller in my absence, and yanking her to me. "I won't ask you to stay, I promise, just take me now!" she whispered in my ear, grinding her heated, clothe-covered sex on mine, willing the fabrics to tear.
"Why must it be me you have?" I couldn't have stopped the question had I wanted to, and was disappointed when she stopped and stiffened.
"Because Vegeta," she sighed, bowing her head. "I have never loved someone so deeply as you in all my life. I can't imagine having another lover that I could compare his faults with your perfections, or look into his eyes and know for sure that he is only a play thing, and that what I truly crave to ride me with such force is someone galaxies away that couldn't even admit that he so much as liked me…" She was crying again now, her tears rolling off her silken face and soaking into my shirt.
"I don't hate you woman," I finally say, in hopes of ceasing her crying.
"I know, but you can't love me either."
"Why do you take it so hard? You act as if it's a personal thing."
"Shut up and take me!"
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"News of my cure?"
"No," he sighed, and I heard him turn from me and leave the main room of the ship to its control room. But I still wasn't doubtful, I knew I'd find a cure, there had to be one.
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"How are you feeling, Vegeta?" Terrak asked, pushing a glass of Fers Juice into my hand. "Are your legs giving you any problems?"
"They're stiff," I said, taking a large gulp of the drink, wincing as I swallow; I'd never had a taste for Fers Juice, too chalky.
"Can you walk alright? Do you stumble?"
"Not often. How much longer 'til we get there?"
"Anxious?" I could almost see the revolting happy grin on his face.
"The sooner we get there, the sooner we can leave," I hiss, clenching my teeth.
He sighed, then continued with his medical questions; the Maydel doctors had given him instructions incase of emergencies, and supplies. I told them I didn't need them, but the moron insisted. All I really need is a regeneration tank. "Do your legs hurt? Yut Svy said they would for sometime, for the surgery was too soon and rushed."
"When would they have rather done it?"
"Vegeta, please, I'm only trying to help. Don't speak to me that way, I'm your friend."
"Yes, and as such I expect better from you." I stood quickly, but he seemed to sense it before I rose, and was at my side almost immediately. "I don't need your help, Terrak. I can walk just fine."
"You'll run into something."
"Then I run into something. I don't care. Now unhand me."
His fingers slipped from my arms and I heard him sigh again. But I cared not and took off towards my room, though found I ended up in the control room in the opposite direction. As I walked back passed Terrak, I could sense that he wanted to say something, mock me perhaps, but wisely kept it to himself. I made it to my room this time and fell into my bed, lying on my back with my eyes opened, willing them to see. No such thing would happen, of course, and I eventually drifted into sleep.
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"Vegeta! Vegeta, wake up!"
"What?" I groaned, swatting at Terrak as he shook my shoulders to rouse me.
"Vegeta, you've slept very long, we're ready to land."
"Land!? That's impossible! How long was I asleep!?" I shot out of bed, forgetting my temporary blindness, and ended up smacking into the wall. "Kami damn it!" I kicked it, only succeeding in further hurting myself, for the walls were a foot thick of solid metal.
"Several days, Vegeta. Now come, you need to get strapped in before we begin to descend." He grabbed my arm before I could protest and hurried me into the control room, stubbing my foot on the kitchen table in the process. "Your nose is bleeding."
"Shut up," I huffed, wrenching my arm from his grasp and taking a seat on the control panel. "Kuso. Shut up." I found my seat a moment later, more angry than I'd been in my life. I hadn't had this much trouble getting around before. Must have been because of my hasty awakening, damn Terrak.
"Can I at least escort you off the ship? I don't want you falling off the platform and alarming the Earthlings."
"I don't care about the damn-" But the ship began to shutter and my concentration shifted, as must have Terrak's for he stopped speaking as well.
We were landed before I knew it and I immediately picked up the woman's scent. She was right outside the ship, with our son, for his signature was pulsing almost violently, and the others were there as well; Kakarot, his harpy and half-breed, her weakling, her annoying parents, and the bald one. I wondered for a moment why they all were there, but decided not to dwell; I would get them to leave, there was no problem.
"Shall I go first?" Terrak asked, almost sheepishly.
"Are you afraid, friend?" I chuckled, giving him a shove towards the door, and it was the correct direction, for he didn't turn around.
"Quiet Vegeta." I sensed harshness in his voice and smiled; he was becoming better in his dealings with me. "I'll go first."
"I knew you would."
He ignored me and pressed the button to open the door. I heard it hiss, then slowly descend to the ground to create a ramp for us to leave the ship. The woman's scent rushed at me full force, but she herself never moved, only her lips, for I heard her distinct gasp.
My hormones were in a frenzy for her, seeming to scream to but touch her silky soft face, or receive a small kiss. If the many others had not been there, I don't know that I could have restrained myself from taking her right there on the lawn. And had I had my sight!? Kami! I don't want to think about such. It won't happen, I will not touch her again.
"Hello Earthlings. I am Vegeta's friend, Terrak." I sighed at this; something to keep my mind off the woman's overpowering scent.
"Friend?" Kakarot laughed stupidly. What a fool. "Vegeta has friends?" He was not being rude, but then again it never took that to annoy me, he was such just standing there.
"One," I correct, glaring in the direction of his voice, hoping the fact that I was blind didn't interfere.
"We heard about the crash, Vegeta," it was the woman's father, in his educated voice, the one he used when talking with clients or myself.
"Yes, well, I already knew the woman had a big mouth."
Surprisingly she didn't respond.
"Are you badly hurt?"
"He's blind, sir," Terrak answered, and this time it was everyone who gasped, and loudly. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm blind. Get over it.
"Blind!?" it was the woman's wretched mother this time.
"Yes, miss, blind. But only 'til we find a cure."
"Is there one?" Her father again.
He didn't answer. The woman gasped, or was it a sob? I didn't care.
"I'll find one," I finally say, hoping to stop the mother's incessant blubbering.
"Well, you must be famish." Her crying hadn't really ceased, but she was offering us food now, so I could forgive that.
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We had long since eaten, and all the annoying "guests" were gone, having satisfied their stupid curiosities and saw that I was actually back on earth. The woman's father had already spoken with me about my condition, asking me straightforward question to which I gave as straightforward answers as I could. He said he'd ascertained that he could maybe help me, if I knew exactly what went into making a regeneration tank; it was four hours later that I emerged from his sterile little lab, brain aching from remembering so much. But it was too overjoyed to let such a thing affect me when I would be getting a regeneration tank, and my vision back. Only thing was that I would have to wait over three months for it to be complete, which meant three months in this house, with the woman and her blindly seductive manner of which I didn't need sight to behold. Surely she would try to "talk" with me before the three months are finished, if nothing else than to ask how I was feeling, or if I would hold our son.
I prayed to Kami that she'd keep her distance.
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"Aye, these Earthings are such delightful people," Terrak laughed upon entering my room, which was directly across from his own. "I just had the most intriguing exchange with Bulma and her mother. And my Kami Vegeta, your son is a treasure. And so very strong. I could feel his energy." He sat in the chair beside my bed, for I heard it creak, then continue. "He'll make a great warrior someday."
"How nice," I scoffed, hoping he caught my annoyance.
"Come now Vegeta, why can't you enjoy these months? Surely the prospect of becoming better and leaving is enough not to drag you down."
"I stay up here to avoid conversing with the woman. I know she would have me if I but glance at her with my dead eyes, so I won't have any of it."
"Is that such a bad thing, Vegeta? You already foresworn you were leaving once you were well. Why not take her as you like? And don't look at me that way; I know how you crave her. Give in. What bad can it do?"
"A whole lot more than good, and don't speak to me of such things."
"Why not? Because you know they are true? Vegeta, listen." He was leaning in now; I could feel his breath on my face. I wanted to push him back, but restrained myself, and turned my head. "Only once in a lifetime can you find a woman such as Bulma, and in my case it is obviously Serria. I love Serria with more than I have, and still it seems not enough for me, still I feel that I should be offering her more of my love, more of myself that I do not have to give. I wish it were that I had endlessness to give her, but alas, I do not and am forever at a standstill. She promises me, when I tell her these things, for I do, and often, that she feels the same and wishes the same and would have the same. And it makes me love her more to hear those wonderful words pass her lips. To know that I love her so much, and that she loves me in return, and with the same intensity, why, it's almost more than my heart can handle.
"But I stray from my path, and I apologize, I know that talk of love disgusts you, though I don't pretend to know why. This is my point; if you crave her this much, then why not have her for these few months? Why not satisfy both of you and sleep in the same bed? I know, I know, she will want more, she will want attachments that you cannot offer, and that she promised in the past not to press on you, but after all is said and done, she will feel satisfied that you at least gave her that much, and will love you more for it, and crave you more, though she can't have you after you're gone, she'll always be thankful for those months. Vegeta, I-"
"Terrak, stop now before you continue to make a fool of yourself. Such a thing can never happen. And the answer is in the very testimony you gave me; she will want more, she will beg me to stay, a thing I cannot do, and cannot endure again."
"Cannot endure?"
"Her words, her begging words, were in my ears for too long after I departed the earth. And not only that, but her actual words before our bond was severed, and then my mother, in my ear, nagging me to go back to her. And you know how I accomplished getting them both to leave me?" He said no, though I knew he wished to ask a question, I could almost feel his tension. "I told my mother that I would return to earth on the condition that she would forever leave me alone and that I could leave earth when I was well. And I intend to stick by that, Terrak."
"Your mother?" He could not hold it any longer, and I think I laughed.
"Yes, my mother. And yes, she is dead, and has been long before Planet Vegeta was destroyed. She spoke with me from Other World."
"Your deceased mother spoke with you from the grave and you turned her away?"
"Saiyan logic, don't try to understand it."
"May I ask you something?"
"Certainly, but I don't guarantee I'll answer."
"I know you won't, but still, I'd like to put it to you."
"Very well."
"Why is it that you despise love so? What is it that drives that hatred behind it? Surely it cannot be that you simply don't believe it in, for you cannot ignore myself and the love I share for my wife and daughter. And also the love that the woman has for you, that can't be forgotten."
"I won't answer that."
"Won't?"
"Won't."
"May I ask why?"
"It's none of your business, but surely you knew I would say that."
"Yes, you're far too predictable my friend."
"It was my mother's fault. She betrayed my father, and with a third class warrior lowlife no less, bedding with him for months, and maybe years, before my father was ever the wiser to her disgusting betrayal. She would go into his bed chambers and romp in his bed with him until satisfied, tell him she loved him and all that bullshit, then return to my father's bed and have him as well, and with such vehemence that you'd think she had been deprived for months. It was sickening to find out such facts upon her execution. To see her, hand in hand with that scum, smirking at my father and cursing his name. She vowed I wasn't his son, but the son of that third class. I think I cried out, 'You tell lies you foul woman! Go to your death with dignity!' And she was lying. I had a blood test taken that very, which confirmed the paternity to be that of King Vegeta, and not that whore she bedded with for so long.
"To this day I have honored my father's wishes in never becoming what my mother became; foul, dishonest, disloyal, all the qualities that come with being a victim of love. The word was never again to be used in his kingdom, lest that person be prepared to face death the next moment. And I will not dishonor my father, and bed with that woman again, for if I become my mother I won't be able to endure it!"
I don't know why I said it, or when exactly the thought came to mind for me to let those words pass my lips, but it was over, and I waited, with as much patience as I could, for Terrak's response.
"Your father drilled hate into you Vegeta," he finally said. "You taught you never to love, for fear that you would end up dead like your mother. But really, the only reason she was executed was because of her betrayal, not her love for another man. I think you did love your mother then, and still do somehow. Your father? I can't be sure. You honor and respect him, yes, but love him? I suppose fear would be a better word than love, I can't see you loving that man like you loved your mother. But Bulma, ah, there could be so much pure love there, if only you'd let go of your long-lost past and embrace that clearest future one could imagine to be handed."
"You'll never give up on that, will you?"
"Of course not, not until we depart that is. I have two and a half months left to persuade you to bed with your former mate."
"You're insane, friend, you know that?"
"Ah! Not so much as you are, with your games and wild inferences. I will leave you be now."
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"Vegeta," Terrak whispered in my ear, pushing gently on my shoulders to wake me; what time was it?
"Leave me. I wish to rest more."
"Vegeta, please, I have to talk to you, now." But it wasn't Terrak's voice this time, and hadn't been the time before, but the woman's, and she was in desperate need.
"Leave me be woman. If I wished to speak with you I would have sought you out."
"Of course you don't wish to speak with me," she snapped, pushing on my shoulders in anger, then retracted her delicate little arms. "I want to know something."
"I can't help you there."
"Why won't you bed with me? What scares you so much about it? Do you think our bond with re-form and then you won't be able to ignore your heart?"
"My thought lie within my head, and no, no such thing would happen. Our bond has been broken, thankfully, and shall never return. And as for our bedding, that shall never occur either, for I won't allow it."
"Terrak told me about your mother."
"I knew he would."
"You won't allow yourself to love another because of your father's words and hatred towards love. But you don't have to be like your father, you can be a different Saiyan than he was. Vegeta, please." Her voice was nothing short of a whimper now, and I could sense the tears welling in her ears. "Love me Vegeta." I couldn't endure it any longer.
"If you don't leave now, you will not like what I am to become. I can't hear those words from you. Leave."
"I won't."
"You would be raped to the point of bleeding?"
"I can think of much worse."
"Such as?"
"You never touching me again." She reached out and touched my shoulder again, though this time with such tenderness I could barely stay put. "I can't stand knowing you were here for so long and me not being able to feel you on me. I need you Vegeta, I need you." She kissed my lips, softly at first, then more roughly as she became impassioned, and I could resist her no longer, grabbing her frail little waist, that I fear has gotten smaller in my absence, and yanking her to me. "I won't ask you to stay, I promise, just take me now!" she whispered in my ear, grinding her heated, clothe-covered sex on mine, willing the fabrics to tear.
"Why must it be me you have?" I couldn't have stopped the question had I wanted to, and was disappointed when she stopped and stiffened.
"Because Vegeta," she sighed, bowing her head. "I have never loved someone so deeply as you in all my life. I can't imagine having another lover that I could compare his faults with your perfections, or look into his eyes and know for sure that he is only a play thing, and that what I truly crave to ride me with such force is someone galaxies away that couldn't even admit that he so much as liked me…" She was crying again now, her tears rolling off her silken face and soaking into my shirt.
"I don't hate you woman," I finally say, in hopes of ceasing her crying.
"I know, but you can't love me either."
"Why do you take it so hard? You act as if it's a personal thing."
"Shut up and take me!"
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---Chapter 14!! Oo! Oo! Ooooooooo! Someone's gettin' some! Heehee! And it's Vegeta and Bulma! Woo! :D Can you believe it? Yay!
Ok, ok, I know, I'm horrible at updating, but you have to understand, I have a TON to do right now. I have school work and other things that I need to take care of before I can even think of getting on the computer. And besides that, I had major writer's block on this chapter, and for my other fics as well. I hope I can be quicker next time, and please don't hate me and not read anymore. I try so hard to get updated as quickly as I can, but things just seem to always get in the way.
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