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Chapter 3
As she and Bra were riding in the back of the police car, Bulma began to think about her life and its turn for the worse. She could not BELIEVE that Vegeta would do this to her!
Maybe this was her payback for when she cheated on him. Yeah, she knew that Sayian's mated for life. But she thought they were suppose to be there when a woman was in need. Vegeta had neglected her. Didn't that account for anything? She knew what she did was wrong and she DID feel a tinge of regret, but come on! Any other woman would have done the very same thing!
When he had caught her with Yamcha, red handed in that bed, he had said that cheaters should be with cheaters. That had hurt. Not just her heart but her soul, her very insides! When one mate cheats or tries to mark another, the two mates are subject to pain and suffering, doomed to it! And since, she had not felt anything but regret, even though THAT was very little.
Vegeta never paid any attention to his son, what made him so attracted to Bra? Was it because she was a girl? Because Bra always wanted to be with him instead of her mother?
'Bra will be with me if its the last thing I do.' She thought bitterly. 'Vegeta didn't even want Trunks so why would he deserve his little girl? When I see him at the police station I swear, I will strangle him until his...'
Just then the officer interrupted her train of thought.
"Alright, we're here but I'm telling you now, if I have a problem with either you or Vegeta, I WILL throw the both of you in jail. And in that case, you'll never see your son OR your daughter again."
Bulma couldn't believe how that officer was talking to her! She was the heiress of Capsule Corporation, the most lucrative company in the world. Oh, she would make it where he'd never work in this town again.
Taking Bra into her arms, Bulma began walking through the halls of the police station. She could see Vegeta now, heroically grabbing his daughter and running out of the police station to get away from her. Taking Bra out of her life. Forever.
Slowly walking through the door of an office, Bulma spotted Vegeta, crouched in the corner of the dark room, glaring daggers at her. He seemed so angry, to the point where it appeared that he wanted to kill her. But no, he wouldn't kill her, couldn't kill her. She was his mate, and he was not allowed. But hell, she DID cheat on him.
Bra tried to jump out of her mother's arms, but Bulma held her captive, tight against her chest. Determined, she then began screaming her father's name, hoping that her mother would relent. Not to be deterred, Bulma refused to give in. Vegeta, becoming aware of this, calmly got to his feet, casually walking up to his mate and daughter. Bulma's grip around Bra only tightened. She would not give in to his torment, to his intimidation. Bra wiggled even more in her grip trying relentlessly to get to her loving father.
"Bulma," he said sternly, staring her straight in the eyes. "give me my daughter. As you can see, its obvious, she does not want to be with you. In fact, if you hadn't noticed, she seems to rather despise you. Do not make this difficult," his voice turned cold, laced with hatred. "my dear."
Tears began to run down Bulma's pale cheeks at his harsh words. She could not believe her husband and daughter hated her so powerfully.
"Tears will not make this any better, woman." He warned, watching the water slip from her eyes and the grip his daughter loosen. Bra became free of her mother's grip, running to her father and jumping into his arms.
"I missed you daddy." The tiny child sobbed, grabbing onto his shirt. "I don't want to ever be with mommy again. She's so….. so mean to me." Bra stuttered. "I hate her."
Vegeta, for the first time in months, perhaps even years, had a smile cross his face. This was something he had never become accustom to. Tears, one at a time, falling down Bulma's face. A trade. Her only daughter for a ruinous affair with Yamcha. A high price to pay.
Bulma was beside herself with frustration. She was going to lose her only daughter to a man that she had given everything up for. She would not lose to this, this man!! And then it occurred to her. Her best talent of all. Oh yes, she was VERY good at lying.
The officer, having witnessed this exchange, was quite shocked. This was the man that had killed dozens of people! A monster no cage would hold. An animal no cage COULD. His decision was quickly made up. The daughter was old enough to decide who she wanted to be with.
"The daughter seems to want to be with the father, so she'll be staying in his custody. I'm sorry Mrs. Briefs."
Bulma couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was the mother! The mother ALWAYS got custody of the children.
Like an epiphany, Bulma suddenly had a plan. A solid plan. A good, evil one that would ensure Bra's return. The perfect plan indeed.
"Alright," she said calmly. "I'm sure Vegeta and I can work out our problems. In time, I'm certain we can reach some sort of an agreement and maybe even fix everything between us."
Part one of the plan. Nothing could go wrong.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, quickly recognizing a change in Bulma's manner. One minute she was refusing to give her daughter up and now? Now, she wanted to work everything out between them? The look in her eyes eased his suspicion, erupting an old desire.
"Alright," he nodded. "alright, we'll see."
The drive was awkward with silence, the car quickly reaching Capsule Corp, "home sweet home".
Vegeta put Bra down onto the ground, watching as ran up to the house waiting for her parent to follow. Vegeta, preparing obey and follow suit, halted when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"You know Vegeta," Bulma smiled softly, gazing into his eyes. "we can still fix things between us……… if you want."
Bulma put on her best seductive voice, which, as always, worked very well. She rubbed up against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nuzzling his neck. Vegeta was slowly falling for her plan. The perfect plan.
Against his better judgement, he picked her up, cradling her in his arms. Bra awaited them as they made their way to the door.
"Bra, sweety, why don't you go to your room." Bulma told her daughter, eyes gleaming with victory. Obediently, Bra ran to her bedroom to continuing playing with her dolls. And to perfect the plan, Trunks was conveniently over at the Son's with Gohan.
Vegeta knew that he shouldn't let Bulma get to him. He knew better than to let her in but he had missed her so much. Ever since catching her with Yamacha that night, the urge to take her again had been insatiable. He wanted to bite her, to rid her of Yamacha's scent. To free her of the contamination.
When you fall for someone , it seems impossible to fall out. Vegeta suffered the same problem. No exceptions, even for Saiyans. Perhaps, especially Saiyan, as the bond was strongest in them.
While ascending the stairs, Bulma kept nibbling on his ear lobe, slowly causing him to lose all control. Be damned the consequences! He wanted to take her right then and there, not even caring if Bra caught them, despite the embarrassment they had both suffered the one time she actually had.
"Daddy why are you hurting Mommy?" She had asked innocently, catching them in the act. Vegeta had simply made up a fib, just to get her out.
He smiled thoughtfully, forced back into reality as Bulma suddenly grabbed his butt.
Losing whatever control he had left, he slammed her against the wall, causing no pain but instead, violent pleasure. He quickly ripped her shirt in half, throwing the remains on the floor, soon followed by her bra. With one hand massaging her breast, his tongue worked on the other.
Bulma had longed for this, throwing back her head as the pleasure became, just……..perfect. Yamacha wasn't bad but Vegeta was MUCH better. Having had more experience with her, he knew what he was doing.
But she could no longer wait to feel his bare chest against hers, bare skin meshing against bare skin. She began to undo his shirt, draping it onto the floor to join the other two articles of clothing. Kisses were beginning trailed up Bulma's neck, reaching their destination; her mouth.
Finally realizing that their daughter was right down stairs, Bulma, groaned, in no mood to be caught. Bra was certainly not ready and Bulma didn't have the patience, nor the desire to explain this to her.
"Vegeta," She moaned into his ear. "I don't want Bra to catch us. Let's take this to our room."
She had tried her hardest to get it all out, stuttering and breathing hard through the entire sentence. Vegeta grunted in agreement, gathering their clothes and heading towards their bedroom.
Bulma had just climbed out her clothes when she felt two warm arms come around her for an embrace. It was Vegeta's turn to torment her nibbling almost painfully on her ear. No longer take this game, Bulma leaned back to whisper in his ear.
"I'm not in the mood for foreplay, so don't torment me. I want you now"
Vegeta's ego always liked when she begged and he did as she wished. He slowly took off her skirt and thong, followed suit by his pants and boxers. Vegeta, deciding he wanted to have sex a different way, wanted it rough and hard. It had been awhile since they had it rough that way and in his desire, he picked her up and again, slammed her against the wall, with her legs wrapped around his waist.
"You'd better be ready for this woman because I will not go easy on you today."
Bulma did not protest and waited for him as he readied himself between her legs, slamming into her hard and fast, causing a whelp to rise out of her. He began pump at a steady rhythm, beating in and out of her.
Moans and groans were escaping from their mouths though they tried not to scream loud enough to wake Bra. But it sounded like music to their ears, as both wanted to continue their progress. Sweat began to cover their bodies, Vegeta trying to keep his pace and rhythm with her as it beaded on his forehead. Bulma had already climaxed several times waiting for Vegeta to come upon his.
Bulma began to ache a little, biting her lip as she refused to complain. What she was receiving in this moment from Vegeta was far better than the bruises she would have in the morning. His grip on her waist would also probably bruise, but she just dismissed it. She did not need to worry about that right now.
Finally after Bulma climaxed a total of 3 times, Vegeta spilled everything he had into her. It ended with them both screaming each other names into the air. He leaned his head against the back wall, trying to catch his breath.
"Bulma," He gathered his courage. "forgive me for what I've done to you and the children. I want you all to be a part of my life."
Vegeta had never thought to apologize especially to a woman. But this woman meant a lot to him. He had risked his life many times for her and the children that he didn't know what he would do if she said no.
Bulma looked him straight in the face.
'Did he just say he was sorry to me?" she contemplated. "Maybe I should give him another chance? NO! Wait! I can't. My plan is already into play and there's no backing out now.'
Just then, Bulma witnessed something nobody would ever see, and only she would ever live to remember it. A single tear rolled down Vegeta's smooth cheek.
She took the tear in her finger, catching it before it dropped and contemplated it for a moment. She took it to her mouth and kissed it ever so lightly.
"I, should be sorry too, Vegeta." She confessed, still staring at the wetness on her fingers. "I am being such an imp." She laughed. "I forgive you, if you forgive me."
Vegeta, kissed her on the lips without hesitation, raising an eyebrow at her.
"I take it, that was a yes."
Vegeta brought her to bed and laid her down, getting in and positioning Bulma above him, so she was laying on top. She noticed when she was looking him in the eyes, that there was something different, something she'd never before in all her years of knowing him. She saw regret and pain, deep within his eyes. She could feel her heart began to pound in her chest, regretting her plan, but realizing it was not too late to enact it. She knew she had to hurry up and call them.
And only when she had made up her mind did she hear a car pull up outside the house, the engine running. She then knew that it was all over and life was about to get more complicated for her, Vegeta and Bra.
A/N: Thanks to camaroforever for rereading my story and fixing my mistakes.
To Cryptic Maia there is no hard feeling in what you said earlier. And to this Paige Crew or whatever the hell name you have. Go fuck a tree. The website is called fanFICTION. So if I want my god damn story to be fictional I am. Everybody knows that Bulma and Vegeta's relationship would be hell anyways. Bulma is complaining about his killing because he quit and then he started back up again, when he promised her he wouldn't. She felt like cheating. Have you ever watch dragon ball gt, because vegeta shows more love and attention to bra than his son. Lets just put it at this, DID YOU EVEN READ THE STORY? If you did then all the questions would have been answered. Can we say dumbass. Go crawl back under the rock you came from and stay there. BAD DOG! LOL. Anyways have the next chapter up when I get it done.
Love
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Chapter 3
As she and Bra were riding in the back of the police car, Bulma began to think about her life and its turn for the worse. She could not BELIEVE that Vegeta would do this to her!
Maybe this was her payback for when she cheated on him. Yeah, she knew that Sayian's mated for life. But she thought they were suppose to be there when a woman was in need. Vegeta had neglected her. Didn't that account for anything? She knew what she did was wrong and she DID feel a tinge of regret, but come on! Any other woman would have done the very same thing!
When he had caught her with Yamcha, red handed in that bed, he had said that cheaters should be with cheaters. That had hurt. Not just her heart but her soul, her very insides! When one mate cheats or tries to mark another, the two mates are subject to pain and suffering, doomed to it! And since, she had not felt anything but regret, even though THAT was very little.
Vegeta never paid any attention to his son, what made him so attracted to Bra? Was it because she was a girl? Because Bra always wanted to be with him instead of her mother?
'Bra will be with me if its the last thing I do.' She thought bitterly. 'Vegeta didn't even want Trunks so why would he deserve his little girl? When I see him at the police station I swear, I will strangle him until his...'
Just then the officer interrupted her train of thought.
"Alright, we're here but I'm telling you now, if I have a problem with either you or Vegeta, I WILL throw the both of you in jail. And in that case, you'll never see your son OR your daughter again."
Bulma couldn't believe how that officer was talking to her! She was the heiress of Capsule Corporation, the most lucrative company in the world. Oh, she would make it where he'd never work in this town again.
Taking Bra into her arms, Bulma began walking through the halls of the police station. She could see Vegeta now, heroically grabbing his daughter and running out of the police station to get away from her. Taking Bra out of her life. Forever.
Slowly walking through the door of an office, Bulma spotted Vegeta, crouched in the corner of the dark room, glaring daggers at her. He seemed so angry, to the point where it appeared that he wanted to kill her. But no, he wouldn't kill her, couldn't kill her. She was his mate, and he was not allowed. But hell, she DID cheat on him.
Bra tried to jump out of her mother's arms, but Bulma held her captive, tight against her chest. Determined, she then began screaming her father's name, hoping that her mother would relent. Not to be deterred, Bulma refused to give in. Vegeta, becoming aware of this, calmly got to his feet, casually walking up to his mate and daughter. Bulma's grip around Bra only tightened. She would not give in to his torment, to his intimidation. Bra wiggled even more in her grip trying relentlessly to get to her loving father.
"Bulma," he said sternly, staring her straight in the eyes. "give me my daughter. As you can see, its obvious, she does not want to be with you. In fact, if you hadn't noticed, she seems to rather despise you. Do not make this difficult," his voice turned cold, laced with hatred. "my dear."
Tears began to run down Bulma's pale cheeks at his harsh words. She could not believe her husband and daughter hated her so powerfully.
"Tears will not make this any better, woman." He warned, watching the water slip from her eyes and the grip his daughter loosen. Bra became free of her mother's grip, running to her father and jumping into his arms.
"I missed you daddy." The tiny child sobbed, grabbing onto his shirt. "I don't want to ever be with mommy again. She's so….. so mean to me." Bra stuttered. "I hate her."
Vegeta, for the first time in months, perhaps even years, had a smile cross his face. This was something he had never become accustom to. Tears, one at a time, falling down Bulma's face. A trade. Her only daughter for a ruinous affair with Yamcha. A high price to pay.
Bulma was beside herself with frustration. She was going to lose her only daughter to a man that she had given everything up for. She would not lose to this, this man!! And then it occurred to her. Her best talent of all. Oh yes, she was VERY good at lying.
The officer, having witnessed this exchange, was quite shocked. This was the man that had killed dozens of people! A monster no cage would hold. An animal no cage COULD. His decision was quickly made up. The daughter was old enough to decide who she wanted to be with.
"The daughter seems to want to be with the father, so she'll be staying in his custody. I'm sorry Mrs. Briefs."
Bulma couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was the mother! The mother ALWAYS got custody of the children.
Like an epiphany, Bulma suddenly had a plan. A solid plan. A good, evil one that would ensure Bra's return. The perfect plan indeed.
"Alright," she said calmly. "I'm sure Vegeta and I can work out our problems. In time, I'm certain we can reach some sort of an agreement and maybe even fix everything between us."
Part one of the plan. Nothing could go wrong.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, quickly recognizing a change in Bulma's manner. One minute she was refusing to give her daughter up and now? Now, she wanted to work everything out between them? The look in her eyes eased his suspicion, erupting an old desire.
"Alright," he nodded. "alright, we'll see."
The drive was awkward with silence, the car quickly reaching Capsule Corp, "home sweet home".
Vegeta put Bra down onto the ground, watching as ran up to the house waiting for her parent to follow. Vegeta, preparing obey and follow suit, halted when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"You know Vegeta," Bulma smiled softly, gazing into his eyes. "we can still fix things between us……… if you want."
Bulma put on her best seductive voice, which, as always, worked very well. She rubbed up against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nuzzling his neck. Vegeta was slowly falling for her plan. The perfect plan.
Against his better judgement, he picked her up, cradling her in his arms. Bra awaited them as they made their way to the door.
"Bra, sweety, why don't you go to your room." Bulma told her daughter, eyes gleaming with victory. Obediently, Bra ran to her bedroom to continuing playing with her dolls. And to perfect the plan, Trunks was conveniently over at the Son's with Gohan.
Vegeta knew that he shouldn't let Bulma get to him. He knew better than to let her in but he had missed her so much. Ever since catching her with Yamacha that night, the urge to take her again had been insatiable. He wanted to bite her, to rid her of Yamacha's scent. To free her of the contamination.
When you fall for someone , it seems impossible to fall out. Vegeta suffered the same problem. No exceptions, even for Saiyans. Perhaps, especially Saiyan, as the bond was strongest in them.
While ascending the stairs, Bulma kept nibbling on his ear lobe, slowly causing him to lose all control. Be damned the consequences! He wanted to take her right then and there, not even caring if Bra caught them, despite the embarrassment they had both suffered the one time she actually had.
"Daddy why are you hurting Mommy?" She had asked innocently, catching them in the act. Vegeta had simply made up a fib, just to get her out.
He smiled thoughtfully, forced back into reality as Bulma suddenly grabbed his butt.
Losing whatever control he had left, he slammed her against the wall, causing no pain but instead, violent pleasure. He quickly ripped her shirt in half, throwing the remains on the floor, soon followed by her bra. With one hand massaging her breast, his tongue worked on the other.
Bulma had longed for this, throwing back her head as the pleasure became, just……..perfect. Yamacha wasn't bad but Vegeta was MUCH better. Having had more experience with her, he knew what he was doing.
But she could no longer wait to feel his bare chest against hers, bare skin meshing against bare skin. She began to undo his shirt, draping it onto the floor to join the other two articles of clothing. Kisses were beginning trailed up Bulma's neck, reaching their destination; her mouth.
Finally realizing that their daughter was right down stairs, Bulma, groaned, in no mood to be caught. Bra was certainly not ready and Bulma didn't have the patience, nor the desire to explain this to her.
"Vegeta," She moaned into his ear. "I don't want Bra to catch us. Let's take this to our room."
She had tried her hardest to get it all out, stuttering and breathing hard through the entire sentence. Vegeta grunted in agreement, gathering their clothes and heading towards their bedroom.
Bulma had just climbed out her clothes when she felt two warm arms come around her for an embrace. It was Vegeta's turn to torment her nibbling almost painfully on her ear. No longer take this game, Bulma leaned back to whisper in his ear.
"I'm not in the mood for foreplay, so don't torment me. I want you now"
Vegeta's ego always liked when she begged and he did as she wished. He slowly took off her skirt and thong, followed suit by his pants and boxers. Vegeta, deciding he wanted to have sex a different way, wanted it rough and hard. It had been awhile since they had it rough that way and in his desire, he picked her up and again, slammed her against the wall, with her legs wrapped around his waist.
"You'd better be ready for this woman because I will not go easy on you today."
Bulma did not protest and waited for him as he readied himself between her legs, slamming into her hard and fast, causing a whelp to rise out of her. He began pump at a steady rhythm, beating in and out of her.
Moans and groans were escaping from their mouths though they tried not to scream loud enough to wake Bra. But it sounded like music to their ears, as both wanted to continue their progress. Sweat began to cover their bodies, Vegeta trying to keep his pace and rhythm with her as it beaded on his forehead. Bulma had already climaxed several times waiting for Vegeta to come upon his.
Bulma began to ache a little, biting her lip as she refused to complain. What she was receiving in this moment from Vegeta was far better than the bruises she would have in the morning. His grip on her waist would also probably bruise, but she just dismissed it. She did not need to worry about that right now.
Finally after Bulma climaxed a total of 3 times, Vegeta spilled everything he had into her. It ended with them both screaming each other names into the air. He leaned his head against the back wall, trying to catch his breath.
"Bulma," He gathered his courage. "forgive me for what I've done to you and the children. I want you all to be a part of my life."
Vegeta had never thought to apologize especially to a woman. But this woman meant a lot to him. He had risked his life many times for her and the children that he didn't know what he would do if she said no.
Bulma looked him straight in the face.
'Did he just say he was sorry to me?" she contemplated. "Maybe I should give him another chance? NO! Wait! I can't. My plan is already into play and there's no backing out now.'
Just then, Bulma witnessed something nobody would ever see, and only she would ever live to remember it. A single tear rolled down Vegeta's smooth cheek.
She took the tear in her finger, catching it before it dropped and contemplated it for a moment. She took it to her mouth and kissed it ever so lightly.
"I, should be sorry too, Vegeta." She confessed, still staring at the wetness on her fingers. "I am being such an imp." She laughed. "I forgive you, if you forgive me."
Vegeta, kissed her on the lips without hesitation, raising an eyebrow at her.
"I take it, that was a yes."
Vegeta brought her to bed and laid her down, getting in and positioning Bulma above him, so she was laying on top. She noticed when she was looking him in the eyes, that there was something different, something she'd never before in all her years of knowing him. She saw regret and pain, deep within his eyes. She could feel her heart began to pound in her chest, regretting her plan, but realizing it was not too late to enact it. She knew she had to hurry up and call them.
And only when she had made up her mind did she hear a car pull up outside the house, the engine running. She then knew that it was all over and life was about to get more complicated for her, Vegeta and Bra.
A/N: Thanks to camaroforever for rereading my story and fixing my mistakes.
To Cryptic Maia there is no hard feeling in what you said earlier. And to this Paige Crew or whatever the hell name you have. Go fuck a tree. The website is called fanFICTION. So if I want my god damn story to be fictional I am. Everybody knows that Bulma and Vegeta's relationship would be hell anyways. Bulma is complaining about his killing because he quit and then he started back up again, when he promised her he wouldn't. She felt like cheating. Have you ever watch dragon ball gt, because vegeta shows more love and attention to bra than his son. Lets just put it at this, DID YOU EVEN READ THE STORY? If you did then all the questions would have been answered. Can we say dumbass. Go crawl back under the rock you came from and stay there. BAD DOG! LOL. Anyways have the next chapter up when I get it done.
Love
NASCARGURL2436