The next morning….. My eyes fluttered open. The room was embraced with a soft glow of the morning sun. Morning has broken as they say. The room was colder than it was before now that the temperature has been cranked low. A familiar scent enveloped my senses and as I turned my head to the direction of this man beside me, grinning with eyes closed but facing me. An arm still holding my waist.
Gods, it was wonderful, wasn't it?
I shifted my position to push my face closer to my grinning partner. I ran my fingers to the outline of his muscled shoulder, to the neck and ran my fingers to his muzzled spiky hair. My fingers explored his forehead, his closed eyelids, the bridge of his nose and finally to those lips. My finger lingered there as if to reminisce where those lips traveled on my body. I giggled at the thought.
How forceful, yet amazingly sweet, I smiled. My fingers reached his chin. I then spread my small hands on his chest and felt the texture of the muscles that rippled on his abdomen. I snuggled closer to his chest and continued my exploration. I could not resist. I kissed his chest and his neck. I then laid my head on his chest to hear his heartbeat. It was so comforting. So warm. So gentle. So alive.
"Hmmm…I see one of us is awake, now?" I lifted my head to look at his face but it was still the same. His eyes still closed and grinning. I smiled and laid my head on his chest. His arms grew tighter as though to hold me closer.
"Hai." I smiled. He kissed the top of her head. Her blue hair was in disarray as it spilled all over him. Such soft hair. He pulled her closer to let her face meet his. She is so beautiful, he almost cried. She was so pliant in his arms and sweet. Her scent was driving him mad. He wanted to make sure that he was not too rough on her. He feared he did not hurt her. He shuddered at the thought.
"Bulma..."
"Nani?" She breathed as she cuddled closer to his chest."Ahm…shiskashi…I did not…. ahm….hurt you, did I?" There he finally said. Better be sure than never. His heart was beating faster as he waited for her reply.
I closed my eyes as I nestled my head once more on his chest. I was so worried because he kept looking at me for confirmation all the time even especially during. And I was losing my mind on those moments. I wanted him so badly that pain was the last thing I could consider. But then…was that pain at all?
"It was so sweet. I love you."
"Are you sure? Because…I would…" His voice faded. I placed my fingers on his lips to keep his words to a halt. I knew what he was going to say. That he would stop. That he would be very, very careful next time. And knowing him, he always kept his word.
A careful Vegeta? I don't even like the sound of that. What happened has happened and I have never regretted a single moment. I want him. I love him desperately. I looked at him closer and planted another kiss as if to seal any more words that might spill from those lips.
Vegeta inhaled deeply and held me closer.
"Koishii…arigato."
"What for?" He was puzzled.
"For being you. I always had inkling as to what it might feel but not this way. I never thought I would feel this way. To make such a connection with someone. To be like this. I never thought…." Her voice trailed off as a tear ran through her cheek. Vegeta turned her on the pillows as he lay across her. He could not resist. He wanted to take her again. He kissed her fiercely and began raining kisses on her neck and her face. He pressed himself to her small body as another hand reached her thigh. She arched her back at the sensations that were wracking her. How could he do this so well?
"What are you doing to me?" Her eyes were half-closed as the sensation was overpowering her again. No answer. His lips were full. I liked it. Gods, where are his hands going now?
One more kiss. He looked at her. Her eyes were closed. A hand trying to reach for his face. He held it and kissed her palm. So giving. So beautiful. But crazy...but definitely just the way he liked it.
He shifted and moved out of the bed. Vegeta looked out and opened the window. A blast of cool wind entered the room. Memories were flowing strongly. This scene. This window. This moment. A year has past but every time I come to this window. It's happening again. He looked at the sleeping girl.
She's still here.
I'll be here.
My eyes were still closed but I could not help smiling. I was reaching for the other end of the bed...where? I opened my eyes and he was not beside me. Where...? There he was standing beside the window. Deep in his thoughts.
Oh, baby you can't possibly be thinking of a fight out there, are you? I wanted to tease him. It's so much fun to do that to him. So easy to irk him...oh, well, he's quite a pro too with me. Is this why we are together because we are so good teasing each other mercilessly? I chuckled at the thought.
"Baby, it's so cold there. Close the window and come back to bed." I invited him. He looked at me only to return to what he was doing. There was something with the way he looked. A longing that I could not understand. Why? Is this still about the dream he had?
I pulled the sheets and covered myself as I approached him. I motioned towards the love seat beside from where he stood and looked at him.
"Something wrong?""No."
"Are you sure?""No."
"What is it?" I bit my lip. I reached for his hand, kissed it and laid my cheek on his palm. He looked at me and took me from the seat then buried his face at my shoulder. One hand possessed my waist while the other was holding my hand. There was something bothering him, I could feel it. But what?
"I almost killed you." He whispered.
"Vegeta..." I froze.
"I almost did and I was not even trying." He looked away from me and frowned.
"What are you saying?" Confusion invaded my mind. Why is he talking like this? It does not make any sense. There was a tinge of fear in my voice. For a moment, he scared me. Frightened by his words. I felt a tear run on my cheeks. I even tried to move away from his arms.
"I thought I'd lost you that day." He raised my chin and examined my face. I was really frightened. "You know, I could never hurt you, Bulma. Even if you drive me insane with your antics." He consoled as he smoothed my hair and took her gently in his arms.
"Baby, what are you trying to tell me?" I whispered.
"That day...I took you to the hospital when Trunks was born. You were dead in my arms. These arms that held you. That dream. It was real. It all happened. For all that I have killed, I have no sympathy for such fools. But the blood in my hands, it was yours. Maybe if I did not show up that day, things might have been a lot different. We did not have to argue that day. But I cannot change time and when they took you away to the stretcher…nothing made any sense anymore. I did this to you. And then I knew that even if I destroyed all the galaxies I could reach, I could never ever bring you back."
"Vegeta..." I wanted to tell him that it was never his fault. I was in labor, well, what do you expect? But I never could blame him. For all that I went through that fateful day, I could never have pictured such a meaningful moment with him for which I am so happy I did. He was with me. He never left my side. I lived.
"Listen to me...for I shall never say it again. For all it's worth...I will never regret the day I laid my eyes on you. The life we have. Our son. You were never wrong about one thing about me..."
"Which is...?" Baby, please don't say…
"...that I have always loved you all this time. I know that you want things and all those foolish concepts about affection is supposed to be expressed in this world of yours but one thing is certain...I have always remained true to my words...I have never feared anyone but I feared that day that I would never be able to tell you how much you meant to me and you would be gone without even knowing. But now that I have said it, I want you to remember this always."
Was I hearing things? Am I dreaming? Did he just say what I think he just said? Words. I could not find them. I burst into tears. I never knew. I never knew. Yes! He loves me! He really, really loves me. Oh God! I covered my face and he held me close to his chest.
"I thought...I thought…" I was stuttering horribly. I was shaking. The revelation. This is mine. All mine.
"Shhh..." He calmed me as he planted a kiss on my forehead. Then I felt strong arms lift me as he gently rocked me. I was so buried in his arms. So safe. So secure. He laid me back on the bed as he smothered me with kisses. He was so gentle. To be loved by this man. If I had to die and live all over again...I would still fall in love with him.
Gods! Such wicked, wicked hands. I was getting dizzy and intoxicated like this. I released for air. We were all over each other now.
Oh, no! I want to kiss him again!
Well, basically it has become somewhat of a fest of who cannot get enough of whom. I was practically all over him now. I was too busy to be aware of anything anymore. I have no idea that such an act could be so addictive. Gods, I love kissing him. So plenty of places to kiss. His face alone is more to start with. I was raking my fingers in his hair. His chest. His back. My mind was screaming.
"I love you." I said breathlessly.
"I know that, woman." He was busy nibbling my ear.
"I want another baby." I gasped as his hand rubbed me in between my thighs.
"OI!!! NANI?!" He yelled. He did not know whether he should stop or what.
"And why not?" I was twirling my fingers with his spiky hair.
"You almost died having Trunks...I cannot let that happen again, you know that." He looked at me seriously.
"No, I won't." I shook my head and touched his face.
"Crazy girl!" He smirked but his tone was still serious.
"Well..I'm not kidding about having another baby, you know." I smiled.
No answer.
"Ahm…Vegeta?" I let out a muffled cry. His tongue is so incredible! Oh my! Still no answer.
"Well...?" I waited. Please answer me before I go mad here, baby.
After what seemed an eternity of hysterical bliss, he finally looked at me. My heart was beating so fast and with the slyest voice he said...
"You talk too much. Can't you see, I'm busy?" OWARI!!! November 17, 2001 7:58 amReader: Kitty-san, I had no idea how hentai you are!
Author: (doll-eyed) anou. . .you call this hentai? points at fic innocently
Reader: (sweatdrops)
Author: Hehehe!!!