Welp chapter 11 is up. how weird. I'm bound and determinded to get to 20,000 words in this so its gonna be like 3,000 word chapter. I hope ya like!! Review please :)

As the door closed softly with a short click Bulma was let depressingly in her own thoughts. She still couldn't seem to prosses the fact that the one thing that she came closest to as a child of her own wasn't. It hurt alot. God why did this have to happen?! She was so fucking happy. She had never been so happy. Hell Earth was her hell! But this this... was like someone riped a hole in her, she just couldn't understand how a genius and a person that could tell a liar from anywhere couldn't fingure out that there love was Zarbon. A few tears fell down her almost tan face. She shook her head. She needed a shower.

She couldn't wait to hit that shower. That would help her alot. Her body ached from being hunched over crying earlier. And her hand throbbed from hitting that bitch in the face. She deserved it. Definatly. A shower would do her some good. Alot of good.

After a long shower and about a two hour nap she felt rested and wanted to hit her lab. She had been working on building a space craft that could only hold about 2 people but had the copasity to travel 300,000 light years in a matter of 15 minutes so if you did the math 1,200,000 light years an hour which is about 3,000 faster an hour than the normal models. The thing about this ship was that there was a built in training center that had a GR in it. She couldn't wait to hit the mechanical part of her work. That was always her favorate of course.

After another good three hours of working on the ship she stopped. She sat and rested for a bit taking the back of her arm, wiping away ecess sweat that dripped past her bandana that was wrapped securly around her forehead. Her muscles ached horribly. She finaly took a deep breath and layed back down on the skateboard like roller resting her arms at her side. With one last lingered sigh she slid back under the propped up space ship. Her arm muscles ached horribly as she took a screwdriver and reached up. BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Her consentration was broke by the beeping on her waist. She leaned up then down. It read 'your late' "Fuck!" Bulma leaned up then smashed her forehead on a low laying pipe. "Gosh fucking damnit!" She hollered as she slide expertly from under the machine and stood up wiping her sexy over-alls. A fruitless attempt to rid herself of the sut and grease, she didn't care though. With one hand on her throbbing hand and the other with a rag she walked out of the mech. part of her lab, through various tables in the sanitary part, and then out the door.

Turning left she ran down the hall at a half hearted jog, then right. She ran further down the hall that made a slight drop in the ground. Further and further till she was panting slightly. Finaly she stopped and walked up to a door that was at the very end of the hallway on the left side of the wall. Her room next to it about 50 feet to its left. She knocked twice and waited patiently for Vegeta to answer.

When no answer came she opened the door a crack to listen. When she heard nothing she opened it all the way and walked into the huge master bed room. The size of a small gym or a small house. She looked at the double king size bed thinking, 'man this man has style...' It had black silk sheets with navy blue out line and pillow cases and a black see through canopy. She could hear a little bit of water running so she decided to have a seat on the soft looking bed; her back was killing her!

She layed her head on the pillow with ease as she got in a very comfortable poistion to wait of the almighty Vegeta. She stared at a fire that was burning brightly 20 feet in front of her.

This planet, Vegitasei, had two seasons. summer which lasted 8 out of the 12 month year. But as they currently were in, it was winter. During the summer the heat can reach as high as 115 degrees, but it normaly stays around 89 degrees f. The winter is a little different though reaching as low as -10degrees f but stays around 20 f.

Bulma closed her eyes as she snuggled under the sheets and the thick comforter that was just under the top layer of silk.

Vegeta gripped the fosset and turned letting the water flow over his blood crusted hands. She lasted two hours before hee broke her.. they always break. He took the bar of soap that was next to the fosset and started to scrub, hard. His hands started turning red, from where some blood was washed off, because of the heat of the water and how hard he scrubbed. He never hated that bastered more than ever.

The king that got away from his rage did stay and explain that he had no idea and that he truly was missing his daughter. The man seemed genuine so Vegeta just broke his neck. He gave him an honourable burning. It wasn't the fact that the man could have been lien. It was the fact that he was with the dirty fucking people that conflicted this pain on him. Vegeta couldn't have helped killing him if he wanted to. If he was on a random planet all residents would be gone by now, so instead, he took it out on that one man. It did help though even if in reality it didn't. Just 'God'.. he thought.. 'help me'

The all mighty King Vegeta could feel a lump in his throat grow as he tried to push it away as he scrubbed harder but it was no use as Vegeta broke a sob in his beautiful bathroom. He had never felt so weak in his life. The tears started to pour endlessly it seemed down his beautifuly chiesled face. His eyes were big and puffy and his lips puckered and pink as he scrubbed harder. The water turned a bit red as it washed down the sink. When the water was gone he looked down at his hands. He needed to leave... bad.

He splased water on his face and washed his face dabbing it dry with a creamy red color towel. A hiccup escaped Vegeta's mouth as he walked away turning on his shower setting it on a very high setting, to just about scolding. He dropped the black spandex he wore while during the..... questioning. He walked into the shower and immediatly started to scrub.... Tears falling.. meandering down his perfect face.

He faced his back on the pounding hot water, water fell down his tan.. redding muscular cobra back. The water slid down his hips and over his puckered ass, then down his muscular thighs, as his hands were placed on the cold marble that was in front of him. He continued to cry.. hed never in his life cried over the dead.. not his parents.. not his brother.. that died at child birth. He never cried over anything, not the beatings he would get from his father; the young Vegeta would take them with a grain of salt. He felt like he could still have her, but he knew he couldn't.

Vegeta yelled in frustration and punched the marble cracking it severly. How could this have happened. That was his baby girl. His God damnit! "FUCK!" Vegeta said as he turned off the water and got out. Drying himself with his ki. Well, he did feel better since he cried and took a shower... Satisfied for the rest of his life. Like he needed a good cry in the first place.

His ears peaked as he heard a soft knock then his name sound from his onna. His onna? When had she become his? He didn't want to answer. Let her go away please, he willed his mind. With no such luck he heard her open the door and then let her self in; he could tell from the soft pad of her tennis shoes on the rug covered hard wood floor. Then he heard her sigh; he walked over to the door to the bathroom... He heard a humph then the ease of something hitting covers. Then she sighed; she was laying on his bed? He heard her kick off her shoes then the russle of blankets and his covers then a content sigh. Nothing. She had fallen asleep.

He chuckled a little and hiccuped a little. He looked in the mirror and smiled. He looked like the little boys in the street that he use to watch. They would play and laugh but he couldn't with them. As much as he wanted to he had to train. Always train... When a boy would fall and scrap his knee he would start to cry a little then be scolded by his mother... Vegeta was never aloud to cry because of a broken bone or 10 broken bones and yet this little boy cried over a scrap. It always amazed him but now here he was crying over a little girl.

A deep throaty chuckle resounded from his throat as he wiped his red and puffy eyes. He smiled once more then turned to the door opening it with a sharp hiss of the bolts that held in to. He walked through the door and then took an intake of breath, the cold hitting his skin. He looked at the diamond in the ruff that layed on his bed, grease smeared across her high cheek bone and her hair in a messy ponytail. Yes she was his. His! no Zarbon but all his!

He sighed as he walked into his closet pulling out a pair of silk black boxers. They felt cool on his hot skin, very good. He walked over to his bed and layed on his stomach with his arms under his chin. "Woman.." he said softly but roughly not really meaning for it to come out how it did.

"Mmm." Bulma said as she moaned in her sleep turning over on her side; her back facing him. She had undone the buttons that kept the top part of the over halls up on her shoulders, so that if she stood they would hang around the back of her knees. Her shirt road up to her mid back exposing her lower back.

Vegeta smiled as he couldn't stop his fingers from reaching out to her lower back making slow circles at the base of her back. inter twining his fingers then going clock wise then counter clock wise with just the tip of his fingers.

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Bulma smiled as she felt his fingers caressing the base of her back. He could be so gentle sometimes... rare but still sometimes. It was hard for her to take in the fact that someone so cold could be so warm and gentle. She continued to let him go on like this for about an hour till finaly she moaned turning on her other side her face facing him. She purposely puckered her lips in a pout.

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He stared at her face. He licked his thumb and softly rubbed away the grease stain from her cheek then let his index finger linger on her lips. He leaned up and softly, still not aware of her being awake, trying not to wake her. He softly kissed her letting his lips linger on hers. She felt so good. This was his. This was so innocent, why couldn't all things be innocent like this? he never really had any memory of true innocence but this kiss felt so good even if he thought it was one way. But to his suprise Bulma pressed her lips to him running her tongue over his bottom lip pulling away just slightly to nibble on his bottom lip. Then she smiled. "Little devil." He said chuckling as he ran his fingers through her hair.

She smirked opening her eyes. "Oh not me, heavens.." She leaned in and chuckled deeply in her throat. Her fingers layed flat on his stomach then she leaned back just enough for him to see her smirk and then she started to tickle him giggling as he wiggled under her. Just letting her do it. He laughed and she could see his very white canines. When she stopped she layed her head on his chest and listened to his heart. "Why did you want to see me?" She said.

"I wanted to know if the ship was done." Vegeta said staring at the canopy top.

"I have a few last adjustments but thats it that is left really. and I need to work a little bit more on the main frame computer, why?" Bulma said curiously.

"Well, I want it to be ready by dawn. We are leaving to Cruentus.... I have to retreave something that my mother wanted before she died and well, I was to weak to live long enough on that planet to get it. And I need a good adventure.. you up to it?" Bulma squealled as she hugged him then got up quickly giving him a last peck on the lips and ran to her lab.

Oh she couldn't wait! An adventure! She hadn't ever been on one! Of course she would dream about them as she would read her books as a little girl. Vegeta was no Prince charming, but he was the Prince of the planet she was on. she giggled. This was going to be great! She ran as fast as she could to her lab and through her various iteams to the mechanic station. Her over halls hit the back of her knees on the soft ticklish part. She didn't care though as she got down on her little slider thing and grabbed her screwdriver. She hurriedly slid under the ship and started to get to work.

On the other hand Vegeta layed in his bed with his arms over his chest. As his mind swam with guilt at the thought of going to this place. But it was true his mother did want something from this place that she had left along time ago. Vegeta sighed. He was taking her, that was final but how would he keep her on the ship. He wouldn't no not really. He would take her but keep a Very close eye on her. He could wipe out the planet with a tenth of his strength so he didn't worry to much. But what if...

Well thats is!! Thats all for this chapter ... Just as a little hint at the next chapter .. Cruentus in latin means: bloody, bloodthirsty, blood-red. lol interested??? Review please!!!