Till We Meet Again
By: HopePoe26
Ch. 3
The Present.
Kakarott punched an invisible opponent with such intensity it made Radditz nervous. He had heard about the good news. Rather the bad news, depending on which point of view did you want to take sides on. She was beyond pissed by now. She was rated an elite now, but her armor and her identification cards all said the same: Third Class Baka though not with the same words. He understood her sudden anger, the reason why she hadn't died when Vegeta cut off the bond abruptly was something he'd never get, but this was her personal life and he couldn't do a damn thing about it.
"I heard from father about..." – he couldn't even finish his sentence for she growled as she stopped her training just to say...
"I don't want your pathetic sympathy Radditz. Stay away from the training grounds. Leave me alone." – then she went on with her training as if she hadn't stopped and Radditz could only sigh.
-
Bulma Briefs was not a woman known for her patience. She just couldn't have Vegeta going back to his planet for all it was worth. So she was going to have to trick him again with every trick in the book known to her. This was her kingdom after all, her planet. If some one from outer space thought that Earth was that easy to conquer, they had another thing coming.
In spite of everything that had happened to her in her life, she was extremely happy to end up in the best place she could be. Her life had been princess-like until her parents divorce just about the time she was fifteen years old. She had decided then that she would get her own prince charming and then conquer Earth leaving her father's pride in shambles. After all, he was supposedly responsible for her well-being and he hadn't done anything to stop her mother from leaving Earth with her.
So, everything had been great until her mother and a pirate ship struck the ship they were in on their way to Vegeta-sei. She was taken as a concubine and since then she hadn't been able to get loose from those idiots until she ended up inside of Vegeta-sei. The core of everything prohibited, Tosov.
She was twenty-one when she met the saiyan prince and Brolli. She hadn't paid much attention to the saiyan prince. He was too young for her then, only seventeen, so she tried to get engage to Brolli instead. The man had needs – that was obvious – but aside of that he didn't want to mate with a 'filthy' ningen as he called her. Her pride and her ego had taken a big blow, so she stopped 'seeing' him after only two years. Then she noticed that Vegeta had filled out quite nicely and though he had been not that particularly interested in 'meeting' females, after one touch they had discovered that he was pretty good at making her have several orgasms in less than an one hour.
So what if the first two times had been deliberate seduction on her part? He got what he wanted of her, didn't he? Besides, there was no such thing as taking advantage of a man, because it was usually the other way around.
Their relationship was basically physical, but she wouldn't have him mooning over her like a lost puppy. She really didn't want love; she wanted lust, desire and all the sex she could get. And then, maybe later she thought she'd be able to convince him into overthrowing the Ningen Empire for her benefit and rule it.
She snapped her dark memories behind her as she stepped into his room, for he hadn't slept with her since that fateful night twenty-three years ago. To him though, it had only been some twenty odd years.
"You are leaving me Vegeta?" "Without even saying good bye to your faithful queen?" – her sugarcoated voice made Vegeta suddenly uneasy.
"I have to. For the safety of this planet and my subjects, I have to. I'm leaving Krillin in charge for the month I'm gone. Trunks will come with me." – his tone of voice indicated that no argument from her would change his mind.
She could care less if the brat left with him to Vegeta-sei to never come back. Trunks wasn't her son as she couldn't really have kids for two basic reasons:
She and Vegeta were genetically incompatible, and She was barren.
It was his kid for all it was worth, but it wasn't hers. And that said a lot coming from her. She was old now, though. Had been through what humans and other species called it 'Menopause'. She was nearing her fifties and though she still looked beautiful, she could not help but feel old. But she wouldn't loose him, not yet. Not when there was imminent danger upon her planet.
"Ok. But if something goes wrong, you will let me know first hand, right?" – he nodded briskly and went on to continue packing thinking she'd leave him alone now.
Her long painted nails touched his back briefly and he stiffened knowing that this was not the time to fall into a rendezvous with her. If he remembered something of his past, it was that saiyans would smell her scent on him even if he showered. But he had also been denied for so long. He wasn't a sex machine, but really; he was male after all.
She savored every kiss, knowing what it did to him. Knowing tonight, she was in control.
-
Son Goten was know officially engaged. Oh goody! Though his friends were excited for him, he couldn't really find any joy in being thrown into marriage by his mother. Honestly, he thought his mother loved him. But no, it was obvious she didn't because it didn't seem as if it were true.
He sighed. He couldn't say that he hated Videl for being the 'one'. But damn it!! There had to be more in life than following orders from his mother. Besides, he knew that Videl was in love with his older brother Gohan.
"Hey!" – he looked down to find the source of the yell and found none other than his best friend Trunks no ouji looking right back at him.
"What are you doing here?" – he hissed at him knowing full well that though he had managed to sound cross at him he was far from feeling it.
"I thought I could have a word with you before I leave." – came the voice up towards the Satan balcony.
Goten suddenly felt like Juliet in that Shakespeare play called Romeo and Juliet. He blushed.
"Goten?" – the call went straight to his nether regions and he cursed.
"I'll be down in a second." – from where he stood Trunks nodded knowing that even though Goten couldn't see him very well, he would understand.
A couple of minutes later he was on his way to the garden where he thought he'd find him when someone grabbed him by the waist and pulled him into a dark corner. He struggled to let loose, but was surprised to see that the grip on his waist felt like steel. He would've shouted but there was a hand on his mouth that kept him from uttering a single intelligible word.
"Sorry, but I had to keep you quiet or else they'd know you'd be gone." – he stopped fidgeting once he realized he wasn't in trouble.
Once Trunks no ouji let him go, he sucker-punched him in the gut.
"Ouch." – he said suddenly sad that Goten was in such a nasty mood.
"I'm glad it hurt. You could've given me a heart attack Trunks! You know I'm not half saiyan!" – he let out a long breath and then said: "what is it that you needed to tell me?"
"Uhm... my father and I are taking a trip to outer space. So, I guess I'll be back before the wedding starts." – he wished he could stop it. The wedding was something he really wanted to stop with all his might, but not even the fact that he was by far the strongest young man on Earth could stop it. He hated feeling weak. Especially when it came to this sort of thing.
"Oh.. ok. Is that all?" – his heart was breaking. He couldn't help it. He knew it was wrong by everyone else's standards. But he couldn't help it. He loved the fiery prince and the idea that he was taking a vacation while he had to deal with an unwanted marriage was something he could not handle.
"No it's not. I can't live without you! You know that Goten!" – with that he grabbed Goten's hand and turned him around facing him.
Goten couldn't find the energy to protest as warm lips sought out his. It was the first kiss they had ever shared and all he could feel was the kiss. He opened his mouth to welcome Trunks' tongue inside his mouth feeling very excited at the moment. Trunks moaned feeling that well-known tightening in his gut. He pulled away slowly knowing that if he took a step beyond it could ruin everything with his precious Goten.
"Why did you stop?" – Goten whined and Trunks groaned out loud in response.
"Because if I didn't, we'd be in a difficult position in the morning. I don't want to hurt you Goten." – he dragged a shaky hand through his lavender hair.
"What kind of position?" – he asked innocently. Trunks just shook his head in response.
"Stop. Enough. If I ravish you tonight, I'd be very sad to let you go tomorrow. I want to have you forever. Not just for a one night stand." – with that he hug his precious Goten and felt it when he began to tremble.
"You mean it, Trunks?" – he nodded not really feeling like talking any more.
"In that case, I want you tonight."
Ch. 3
The Present.
Kakarott punched an invisible opponent with such intensity it made Radditz nervous. He had heard about the good news. Rather the bad news, depending on which point of view did you want to take sides on. She was beyond pissed by now. She was rated an elite now, but her armor and her identification cards all said the same: Third Class Baka though not with the same words. He understood her sudden anger, the reason why she hadn't died when Vegeta cut off the bond abruptly was something he'd never get, but this was her personal life and he couldn't do a damn thing about it.
"I heard from father about..." – he couldn't even finish his sentence for she growled as she stopped her training just to say...
"I don't want your pathetic sympathy Radditz. Stay away from the training grounds. Leave me alone." – then she went on with her training as if she hadn't stopped and Radditz could only sigh.
-
Bulma Briefs was not a woman known for her patience. She just couldn't have Vegeta going back to his planet for all it was worth. So she was going to have to trick him again with every trick in the book known to her. This was her kingdom after all, her planet. If some one from outer space thought that Earth was that easy to conquer, they had another thing coming.
In spite of everything that had happened to her in her life, she was extremely happy to end up in the best place she could be. Her life had been princess-like until her parents divorce just about the time she was fifteen years old. She had decided then that she would get her own prince charming and then conquer Earth leaving her father's pride in shambles. After all, he was supposedly responsible for her well-being and he hadn't done anything to stop her mother from leaving Earth with her.
So, everything had been great until her mother and a pirate ship struck the ship they were in on their way to Vegeta-sei. She was taken as a concubine and since then she hadn't been able to get loose from those idiots until she ended up inside of Vegeta-sei. The core of everything prohibited, Tosov.
She was twenty-one when she met the saiyan prince and Brolli. She hadn't paid much attention to the saiyan prince. He was too young for her then, only seventeen, so she tried to get engage to Brolli instead. The man had needs – that was obvious – but aside of that he didn't want to mate with a 'filthy' ningen as he called her. Her pride and her ego had taken a big blow, so she stopped 'seeing' him after only two years. Then she noticed that Vegeta had filled out quite nicely and though he had been not that particularly interested in 'meeting' females, after one touch they had discovered that he was pretty good at making her have several orgasms in less than an one hour.
So what if the first two times had been deliberate seduction on her part? He got what he wanted of her, didn't he? Besides, there was no such thing as taking advantage of a man, because it was usually the other way around.
Their relationship was basically physical, but she wouldn't have him mooning over her like a lost puppy. She really didn't want love; she wanted lust, desire and all the sex she could get. And then, maybe later she thought she'd be able to convince him into overthrowing the Ningen Empire for her benefit and rule it.
She snapped her dark memories behind her as she stepped into his room, for he hadn't slept with her since that fateful night twenty-three years ago. To him though, it had only been some twenty odd years.
"You are leaving me Vegeta?" "Without even saying good bye to your faithful queen?" – her sugarcoated voice made Vegeta suddenly uneasy.
"I have to. For the safety of this planet and my subjects, I have to. I'm leaving Krillin in charge for the month I'm gone. Trunks will come with me." – his tone of voice indicated that no argument from her would change his mind.
She could care less if the brat left with him to Vegeta-sei to never come back. Trunks wasn't her son as she couldn't really have kids for two basic reasons:
She and Vegeta were genetically incompatible, and She was barren.
It was his kid for all it was worth, but it wasn't hers. And that said a lot coming from her. She was old now, though. Had been through what humans and other species called it 'Menopause'. She was nearing her fifties and though she still looked beautiful, she could not help but feel old. But she wouldn't loose him, not yet. Not when there was imminent danger upon her planet.
"Ok. But if something goes wrong, you will let me know first hand, right?" – he nodded briskly and went on to continue packing thinking she'd leave him alone now.
Her long painted nails touched his back briefly and he stiffened knowing that this was not the time to fall into a rendezvous with her. If he remembered something of his past, it was that saiyans would smell her scent on him even if he showered. But he had also been denied for so long. He wasn't a sex machine, but really; he was male after all.
She savored every kiss, knowing what it did to him. Knowing tonight, she was in control.
-
Son Goten was know officially engaged. Oh goody! Though his friends were excited for him, he couldn't really find any joy in being thrown into marriage by his mother. Honestly, he thought his mother loved him. But no, it was obvious she didn't because it didn't seem as if it were true.
He sighed. He couldn't say that he hated Videl for being the 'one'. But damn it!! There had to be more in life than following orders from his mother. Besides, he knew that Videl was in love with his older brother Gohan.
"Hey!" – he looked down to find the source of the yell and found none other than his best friend Trunks no ouji looking right back at him.
"What are you doing here?" – he hissed at him knowing full well that though he had managed to sound cross at him he was far from feeling it.
"I thought I could have a word with you before I leave." – came the voice up towards the Satan balcony.
Goten suddenly felt like Juliet in that Shakespeare play called Romeo and Juliet. He blushed.
"Goten?" – the call went straight to his nether regions and he cursed.
"I'll be down in a second." – from where he stood Trunks nodded knowing that even though Goten couldn't see him very well, he would understand.
A couple of minutes later he was on his way to the garden where he thought he'd find him when someone grabbed him by the waist and pulled him into a dark corner. He struggled to let loose, but was surprised to see that the grip on his waist felt like steel. He would've shouted but there was a hand on his mouth that kept him from uttering a single intelligible word.
"Sorry, but I had to keep you quiet or else they'd know you'd be gone." – he stopped fidgeting once he realized he wasn't in trouble.
Once Trunks no ouji let him go, he sucker-punched him in the gut.
"Ouch." – he said suddenly sad that Goten was in such a nasty mood.
"I'm glad it hurt. You could've given me a heart attack Trunks! You know I'm not half saiyan!" – he let out a long breath and then said: "what is it that you needed to tell me?"
"Uhm... my father and I are taking a trip to outer space. So, I guess I'll be back before the wedding starts." – he wished he could stop it. The wedding was something he really wanted to stop with all his might, but not even the fact that he was by far the strongest young man on Earth could stop it. He hated feeling weak. Especially when it came to this sort of thing.
"Oh.. ok. Is that all?" – his heart was breaking. He couldn't help it. He knew it was wrong by everyone else's standards. But he couldn't help it. He loved the fiery prince and the idea that he was taking a vacation while he had to deal with an unwanted marriage was something he could not handle.
"No it's not. I can't live without you! You know that Goten!" – with that he grabbed Goten's hand and turned him around facing him.
Goten couldn't find the energy to protest as warm lips sought out his. It was the first kiss they had ever shared and all he could feel was the kiss. He opened his mouth to welcome Trunks' tongue inside his mouth feeling very excited at the moment. Trunks moaned feeling that well-known tightening in his gut. He pulled away slowly knowing that if he took a step beyond it could ruin everything with his precious Goten.
"Why did you stop?" – Goten whined and Trunks groaned out loud in response.
"Because if I didn't, we'd be in a difficult position in the morning. I don't want to hurt you Goten." – he dragged a shaky hand through his lavender hair.
"What kind of position?" – he asked innocently. Trunks just shook his head in response.
"Stop. Enough. If I ravish you tonight, I'd be very sad to let you go tomorrow. I want to have you forever. Not just for a one night stand." – with that he hug his precious Goten and felt it when he began to tremble.
"You mean it, Trunks?" – he nodded not really feeling like talking any more.
"In that case, I want you tonight."