A/n Here's Chapter three. And when you're waiting for this story to get updated why not check out my other stories (shameless plug). Expect quicker updates next week because I'll have much more free time.

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3rd chapter: The game is just beginning

(3 weeks after the incident at Bulma's office)

Oh, how she loved the forest. The rays of the sun shining through the leaves and creating odd shapes on the ground, which would vary every single second with the movement of the trees. The memories of her childhood flooded her mind and she could easily remember how she had named all the trees surrounding her. But now of course some of them were getting old and the new ones where replacing them. She knew that it was how nature worked. The new ones would always end up replacing the old ones like she herself once would be replaced by the younger generations. However in her case the nature had been tricky and her body had been week. She could feel the decease spreading through her veins from her lungs to the other parts of her defective body and there was nothing she could do about it. Only stand by and watch while the disaster waited to happen...

No, Bulma wouldn't let the moment be spoiled by her mere thoughts. She would enjoy this to no end like there was no tomorrow. She gazed up taking in the faint fresh smell emitting from the trees and the plants. She loved how the soft spring breeze was caressing her body causing it to shiver with delight. She went further in to the forest deep in her own thoughts, recalling her youth and how she had met Goku and all of her other friends. In her own thoughts she forgot everything around her. Too late she noticed an ingrown stem, which resulted in her tripping over it. Even though her body was decease-stricken, her reflexes were still intact and so she gracefully avoided the fall in one fluid motion. But this didn't went unnoticed for the trained ears of the sayajin, who had been residing in the forest since he had been eluded from the luxurious quarters of the Capsule Corp.

She was still taken aback, when she recognised the person in front of her. He was standing a few meters from her, out of her reach, protecting his personal space. She blinked once or twice to make sure that she wasn't hallucinating and then realisation dawned on her. It was she person she wanted the most, but couldn't obtain. Bulma concealed her emotions with a mask, which was like an impenetrable concrete wall. Just like one of his. An awkward moment passed, under which neither felt at ease. He was the one to break the silence, his words menacing and acid, his voice filled with poison.

"So we meet again..." Vegeta hissed under his breath and then continued: "Who would have thought it would be under these circumstances, huh?" A smirk appeared on his face, but this one was different from the ones she used to know. This one was packed with sheer mockery.

She was silent and for the first time in her life she didn't know how to reply. The air was immensely tense, the former lovers were now the greatest enemies in the surface of earth. What had went wrong? She opened her mouth, but no words came out. His eyes were piercing, burning a whole in her face. She didn't like the look in those eyes she once used to worship and for a brief moment she felt threatened. She lifted her azure eyes to meet his and backed away from him.

"Now, now" he voiced "Are we a bit frightened?" he took a step towards her, then added: "You obviously never fully comprehended "the game", 'cause if you did you wouldn't have started a game, you couldn't finish." With that he turned to go, but Bulma's stubbornness wouldn't let him get away.

"I know perfectly well what the game is about" she spat with venom, not caring about his physical strength "And I have ended it a long time ago" she stated in as cold a voice she could muster in that particular moment. He swiftly turned to face her, his gaze never leaving hers. Suddenly he had an urge to touch her, to kiss her, to make her his again, he had an urge to yell at her, to kill her for making him feel like this. He stopped his train of thoughts and took another step towards her, she was now within his reach. She started to tremble and shiver at the same time, indicating that it was too close for her liking. Her scent was intoxicating forcing him to do something that he might regret later on. He was so close to her that he could see every muscle in her face tightening. It was getting dangerous for him, he had to retreat, he couldn't handle this situation. But that wouldn't happen until he got his comeback. So he closed the distance between them, leaned in while he noticed Bulma's eyes widen with surprise. Her breathing became frantic and her heart rate was beginning to cause her problems. Bulma felt the world turn around in a tremendous speed, her head was spinning around, all she wanted to do was to close her eyes and forget. She was well aware that she couldn't take this much longer. She was going to faint. All was happening too fast.

Vegeta leaned closer to her ear, almost touching it, nevertheless resisting the temptation. Her hot breath on his skin was torture for his senses, seeming more fervent than ever, yet he restrained himself and whispered, "It's all about point of view, my dear". For the second time he turned to go. With his back against her, he said loud enough for her to hear: "As far as I am concerned the game is just beginning". Slowly her vision was becoming blurry while her fragile legs were giving under for the pressure. With her condition everything emotional escalated into this. But how was Vegeta to know? She had never told him...