Disclaimer: Vampires are cool. Vegeta is a vampire.so he's cool
too.yeaaaaah. _ This is officially the most boring disclaimer I have
come up with yet. _
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GEKIDO DANCE
CHAPTER 4
"Well.What if I said that there was a female willing to become a vampire?" Vegeta's head shot up. "Who!" Bulma wiggled off the arm rest and sat in his lap. "Me." Vegeta's obsidian eyes brightened. "Really!?" She nodded. "Are you sure? I mean, there are a lot of dangers to being a vampire. Hunters being one of them." "Heh. I'll just scare them off with my singing.or cooking.or screaming." Vegeta winced. "I sure hope I won't be on the receiving end of any of them." "Hey! Be nice!" Bulma gave him a little slap on the back of his head. Vegeta stared into her eyes for a few seconds. Soon a big smirk ran across his face. He jabbed his fingers into her sides making her squeal in surprise. He was careful not to use the end of his fingers, because he had sharp nails.
Bulma started laughing, and pushed herself off his lap and onto the floor, where she scooted away from him. "Now that was a bit mean!" She panted as she tried to catch her breath. Vegeta only chuckled. Bulma was laying on her back, on the hardwood flooring facing him, while proping herself up on her forearms. She saw Vegeta give her an evil grin, and move slightly as if he was going to get up. Suddenly he disappeared. Bulma's eyes widened in surprise. 'Now where did he go?' Bulma felt a weight push her into the floor. Vegeta had reverted back into his vampire form and was now laying on top of her, pinning her to the ground, his jacket splayed over them and the wooden floorboards, completely covering the two, all except their heads and arms in it's inky black leather.
Vegeta's demonic eyes burned into her very soul. The smell of damp soil was back. Was this how all dead, or undead people smelt like? Bulma wondered what he was going to do. He let out a hiss from between his cold lips. For some reason, Bulma didn't mind that he smelled of soil and decay. It just added to his personality. She couldn't really picture him smelling any other way.
He let out a seductive growl, accompanied with another smirk, that showed his pointed fangs. He ran his finger down her neck, following the carotid artery. "Sooo.You want to be a vampire huh?" He let out another growl from deep in his throat. To Bulma, he sounded like a lion when he was growling. She nodded. Vegeta bent his head and ran his tounge along her jawbone, starting at her earlobe, and finishing with the end of her chin. Bulma shivered. She was getting turned on, but she was so cold as well, from Vegeta. He kept radiating an odd coldness off him. "Hey Vegeta?" She breathed out. "Hmmm?" He was now devoting his attention to licking her collar bone.
"How come you're so cold?" Vegeta stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes. He had a sad look on his face. "It was our punishment for cheating complete death. We are constantly cold. Not even a fire can warm us. We only receive half of what a fire can give. We get the light, but we don't get the warmth. Not even the fact I can walk in the sun helps me. Every bit of us is as cold as the next." He dropped his weight, and rested his head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat. Bulma wrapped her arms around him, and put her lips to his forehead. "You wanna know something Vegeta?" "What?" "I bet I could find a part on you that is warm." "Hn. Yeah right." Vegeta still wasn't looking at her. He just had his head facing to the side, and he closed his eyes. Bulma took one arm from around him and stuck it between their bodies. Vegeta's eyes shot open. She ran her hand down his chest, past his abs, and down to his belt. If Vegeta's heart worked, it would be working overtime.
Bulma pulled down his zipper slowly. For the first time in his life, Vegeta was actually nervous. He had been with plenty of females. Why was this one any different? Maybe it was because she would be around him all of the time now. When he had finished with the other women, he had just drank their blood. They never survived to see the next day. But with Bulma it would be different, because he was going to make her a vampire. He was broken out of his train of thought, when he felt Bulma stick her hand inside his boxers, and grab his manhood. "I know we have just met, but this feels so right." Bulma told him. Vegeta could only let out a little moan and a nod, as she ran her fingernails up his length.
Vegeta was quickly hardening. He heard footsteps coming down the hall, so he pulled her hand out of his pants, and transformed back to his original state; his erection disappearing with the transformation. "Hey what are you doing?" Bulma whined. "Your parents are coming." He told her quietly. "Oh." Vegeta got off her and zipped his pants back up. Bulma got to her feet and dusted herself off. The footsteps disappeared down the hall. "Come on. Let's go downstairs and get breakfast." "Okay." They got to the door, and Vegeta was about to open it, when Bulma spoke up. "You know Vegeta? I was right. I did find a spot on you that was wasn't cold." Vegeta's mouth dropped open and he blushed. "Yeah.Well.Whatever."
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When they got into the kitchen, Bulma's mother was cooking breakfast. It was bacon, eggs, waffles, and an assortment of other goodies. Vegeta looked sickened by all the cooked food. He didn't think he would be able to stomach it. Bulma caught his look and spoke to her mother. "Hey mum?" "Yes Bulma dear?" "Ummm.I think Vegeta would be more comfortable eating something he's used to. He doesn't eat this where he comes from, and it could make him sick." "Why would it do that honey? I cook good." Her mother could be so thickheaded sometimes. "Yes I know.But remember that tv program about all those starving people in Africa?" "Yes." "Well it's like that. If you feed him something he isn't used to eating, then he could get sick from it. That's like what they were explaining on tv. They had to be careful of the foods they chose to give the people." "Oh.okay. I think I understand now." Vegeta breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her with his eyes. "So what do you eat Vegeta-chan?"
Vegeta looked horrified by the name Bulma's mother called him. They had only met late last night. "Uhhh.You might find this strange, but I eat raw meat." Dr. Briefs looked up from the morning paper with an odd look on his face, and Mrs. Briefs stared open mouthed. Bulma just went about her normal morning activities without a care. "Bulma? Why don't you find that odd?" Her father asked. "Oh. I already knew that. I got him some last night." "Errr.Okay." Vegeta sat down at the table.
"Arrrggg! Fine! I'll get him some since you two are too busy staring." Bulma frustratedly said. She rummaged around in the fridge for a bit, and came out with a large steak. She took it out of the packet and put it on a plate with a knife and fork. "Vegeta? You want the blood?" "Yes." Bulma got out a glass and poured the remaining blood from the packet into the glass. She passed the two of them to Vegeta and he dug in. Bulma ate her breakfast, while her parents looked at Vegeta in awe. They had never seen anyone eat raw meat and enjoy it, apart from sushi and some other japanese foods. When he drank a mouthful of the blood, they turned away in disgust.
"Hmmm.It's a bit bitter since it was packaged. But I could get used to it." Vegeta informed them. "I was wondering.What country do you come from?" Dr. Briefs asked once he had control of his stomach. "Why?" "Well I wanted to know what kind of people eat raw meat like you do." Vegeta looked at Bulma nervously. "Ahhh.Well.Ummm.You see.I wasn't raised by my real parents.I was kidnapped as a child while I was on vacation in Africa with my parents and left for dead in a rainforest, but a tribe found me and they took care of me. They ate raw meat as part of their tradition. I was only returned to this country about 5 years ago." Vegeta hoped they would believe his made up story. "Well that explains your wonderful tan!" Bulma's mother chirped and went back to eating. "But that doesn't explain your obviously british accent my boy." Frank mentioned suspiciously. (A/N: From now on, D Briefs is Frank, and Mrs Briefs is Bunny.) "Ahhh.About that. I am actually British, but I came here to continue schooling when I was younger."
Frank was too smart for Vegeta's liking. Then again, he couldn't have gotten where he was today, without being smart. "Where did you go to school?" "Uhhhh." "Dad! Stop with the questions! It's not like he is a prison escapee or anything! He is one of Goku's old friends from when they were kids." Vegeta let out a breath of air, which he didn't know that he was holding. Frank looked at him like he knew something was up, but went back to reading his newspaper. "Bulma? May I see the training facilities?" "Oh yeah sure! Come on!" Bulma led him out of the room and to the gym.
When they were out of the room, Bunny spoke up. "Well at least that boy has wonderful manners. He'd make nice husband for our little girl." Frank just rolled his eyes at his wife's eccentricities.
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"Alright. Here is the gym." Bulma was about to take him inside, but Vegeta stopped her. "I must thank you for what you did back there.All the schools I ever went to, would be destroyed or closed down by now." "Oh don't worry about it. They are just a bit worried whenever I bring a guy in who has muscles and looks strong. Last time I did that, Yamcha hit me." Vegeta was shocked. How could anyone be called a man if he hit innocent women? "Why was he in your house?" "Well before I knew he was a player, we used to go out. One time he cheated on me, and I found out. Later that week, he came back here totally drunk, begging my forgiveness, I didn't want to take him back, and he hit me." Vegeta's fists clenched and unclenched in anger, and he gritted his teeth together in barely controlled rage. "You allow scum into your house. What kind of man would hit a woman?! If I did that, I would be beaten. You people can get away with anything." "Look. Just don't worry about it. He got the point after I asked Goku to bash the shit out of him."
Vegeta agreed, but he still wouldn't accept the fact that he had hit her. They went inside the gym, and Bulma showed him all the different things. "This equpiment is odd. It is very different than what I am used to. You will have to show me how it works." "Sure. This stuff is a lot better than what they had in your time. More effective. You can get stonger, fitter, and you can get muscles in half the time." Vegeta was too busy trying to figure out how many of the pieces of equipment worked to pay attention to what she was saying.
"Hey! I'll show you how they work later." "Alright." Vegeta followed her out of the room. He was rubbing the back of his neck and part of his shoulder. When Bulma turned around to tell him something, she saw he looked a bit uncomfortable. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. I think I just slept a bit uncomfortably on my neck. I'm not used to laying in a bed." "What do you mean?" Vegeta looked at her blankly. "I thought you watched all those old vampire movies?" "Huh?" "I sleep upside down, or in a coffin. Coffins are the most comfortable for sleeping inside, and upside down is best outside or in a cave." "Oh.Right. Well I can't exactly order a coffin unless someone has died." Bulma told him.
"I am only able to sleep in the coffin I was buried in. It is still in my tomb." "Hmmm.That might be a bit hard to obtain. Ooooh! I know where we can hide it if we are able to get it. I got the builders to build a secret room with the door into my room. Not even my parents know about it. I haven't even used it yet." "That would be good. May I ask you something?" "Yes." "Why are you helping me? I could turn on you at any minute. But yet you continue to trust me. Why?" Bulma shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'm just a kind-hearted person. And I just have the feeling that you will live up to your word." "I may live up to mine.But will you live up to yours?" Vegeta asked her. "Huh? What are you talking about?" Bulma was confused. What had she promised him again? Bulma was trying to think. When she looked up at Vegeta to find out what it was, he wasn't there. She felt two arms wrap themselves around her waist, and she was drawn into a cold, well-muscled body. Bulma knew that Vegeta had reverted back to his vampire form, when she smelled that damp soil smell.
His fangs slid down, and he ran them along her neck. "Oh.That promise." Bulma lent into him. "So.Will you keep it?" When Vegeta wrapped his tail around her waist as well, Bulma knew she couldn't break her promise. She had seen Goku wrap his tail around Chi Chi before. This was a Saiyan sign of affection. (A/N: Yes.Goku has his tail in my story.) "Yes. I will keep it.But we can't do this now." "Why not?" He purred. You could clearly hear his accent in this form. He lifted her hand up to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. "Well.I want my parents to understand.As well as my friends.Or they might turn against you.Remember, Goku is a lot harder to destroy that a normal vampire hunter." "Mmmm."
Vegeta turned her around, keeping his hands on her waist. He unwrapped his tail from her torso, and coiled it around her upper thigh. "Fine. We will not do this yet.But we will do this." He commanded. Bulma nodded.
Vegeta ran his sharp fingernail along her jawbone and then kissed her nose. He looked away, and when he faced her again, he was back to normal. "Ahem.Sorry about that. He can get a bit out of hand sometimes." Vegeta blushed. "He is just ummm.going through ummm.heat..Vampires and Saiyans do that." "It's okay. I didn't mind. We used to have to give Goku a couple of horse tranquilizers when he went into heat." "Your not serious! How could you not mind having a vampire who smells like damp soil and decay, kissing you and stuff?!" Bulma just shrugged and gave him a little smirk. "Let's just say I'm not exactly normal myself." "What do you mean by that?" "That is for me to know.and you to find out." "That is what I was trying to do."
Bulma looked down at his tail which was still curled around her thigh. She ran her fingernails down it, following the way the hairs went. His tail spasmed in pleasure, making him buckle at the knees. "Nnnnngggghhhh." His legs felt like jelly, and they collapsed on him, making him fall on all fours. She stopped caressing it and just held it in her hands, watching it squirm about.
After a short period of time, Vegeta got back up so he was only leaning back on his heels. "W-why did y-you do that for? I t-told you our t-tails were s-sss-sensitive." "I know. And that is why I did it. I like having power over you. It's fun."
Bulma bent down a little, and kissed the tip of his tail. Vegeta's eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a primal growl. He shot out his arms and wrapped them around her once more, making her fall to the ground. "Ooof!!" Bulma let out a breath of air when she hit the ground and he crawled on top of her.
"Owww!" She complained. She opened her eyes, and saw that once again, Vegeta was in his vampire form. "Not again!" Vegeta chuckled, and took in her scent. "I told you already! Not yet!" She tried to get out from under him, but he only pulled her back under him by her leg. Vegeta hissed. "You never finished what you started..in the bedroom." He told her with a smirk. "You will finish it.now." This time, he commanded her.Vegeta looked a bit menacing, while Bulma pouted, with a naughty expression on her face. Then she bit her bottom lip.
She tilted her head to the side and studied his face, he looked like he desperatly wanted her. She could feel his erect manhood poking into her thigh. He was gritting his teeth together in agitation. Well as best as he could with fangs. "Well.I guess I can't leave you like this while you are in heat." She whispered seductively in his ear. Vegeta grinned. "But you will have to get off me first." He rolled off her and pulled her to her feet. "What now little onna?"
Bulma started to walk away, beckoning him with her finger, as she entered her own room. Vegeta stopped at the door. "Well do you want to finish this or not?" She asked impatiently. "You have to invite me in first, or I can't come in. Once I have been invited, I may come and go as I please." "Oh. Well come in then." Vegeta entered the room and made his way over to her, watching his step, because she had many things thrown all over the floor. "How can you live in this place? It's so messy!" He exclaimed as he took in his surroundings. "Well it's not like it can get any messier." She cheekily remarked.
Bulma stepped around a pile of dirty clothes and held her hair back around her left ear, as she put her right arm around Vegeta's neck. They both closed their eyes and leaned in.
Vegeta's cold lips met with Bulma's bottom one, and he sucked on it. They both shivered at the contact. Vegeta tilted his head to one side, so he could get in a better position to kiss her.
His fangs grazed along her lips. The kiss was light and gentle, but the passion of it was still there.
Vegeta put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. The feeling of her kissing him was making his lips tinggle with excitement. Nobody had really kissed him before, except Callisto, his mentor. The only problem was that her lips and body were as cold and dead as he was. Callisto's caresses didn't send as much feeling coursing through his being, right through into his very soul, warming his long-dead heart, that no longer beat to a pounding rhythm, like Bulma's did.
Callisto was Vegeta's first and only lover. She had shown him caring and compassion and even at one stage, love. She took him in under her wing after he was killed, and taught him things that only very few people were able to experience. When he was unhappy, she would do her best to make him smile. When he was hurt, she would care for him until he was better. They would sit and talk, or just cuddle for hours in their tombs. It didn't matter to Vegeta that she was quite a few hundred years older than him.
Vegeta and Callisto were very close, and he had felt that he had let her down, and betrayed her trust in him, because he let her die at the hands of a hunter. He wouldn't let something like that happen again. He pulled away from the kiss.
"What.?" Bulma did not understand why he just stopped kissing her. "Why.?" Vegeta let go of her and pried her arm off from around his neck. He walked over to the window and lent against the wall beside it, staring out at the sky with a sad look. "Vegeta? Why did you stop?"
Bulma went over to him and she put her hand on his shoulder, only to have him shrug it off. "Vegeta. What's wrong?" He snarled, making Bulma jump back in surprise. "What's wrong? What's wrong?! I'll tell you what's wrong! I am an alien vampire for christs sake! You can't have feelings for me! And I can't have them for you! I lost the only person I ever cared about to a hunter. Of YOUR kind! You people wiped us out to the near brink of extinction, and you expect me to care about one of you?!" Vegeta's arms were waving about in anger, and he hit the wall in frustration as he yelled. Bulma was getting scared, because his demonic eyes were flashing with a glow she had never seen before. He was really mad.
"I don't care anymore! I don't care about you! I don't care about anyone! I should be dead!!! I don't belong here!!! I want to be with Callisto! She was the only one who ever cared about me.the only one." Vegeta dropped to his knees and his voice fell as he kept whispering "The only one" to himself. He placed his hands on the floor, and went back to his original form.
Bulma was curled up in a ball next to the bed. From her point of view, she could see that Vegeta was really upset; he was almost crying.
"Vegeta." She whispered. "She isn't the only one. I care about you too." "No you don't. You're just saying that." His voice was wavering. "No I'm not. I'll prove it." Her voice was still low, because saying something too loud might startle Vegeta and make him snap.
He didn't say anything, so Bulma took it as a 'yes she could prove it.' She crawled over to him slowly and sat by his side.
Vegeta's face was still looking towards the floor. It lifted up as Bulma held his face in her hands. He refused to look her in the eyes. "Vegeta look at me." He did not look. "Vegeta god dammit! Look at me!" This time he did as she wished.
Bulma placed her forehead on his and stared into his eyes. She kissed the end of his nose. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him backwards so he was laying on the ground, and crawled ontop of him. She pressed her mouth to his in a heated and passionate lip-lock. It didn't take long for him to respond.
Soon they were rolling on the floor, desperately trying to touch each other in every place all at once. The top couple of buttons on Bulma's shirt were undone, and Vegeta was licking at her collarbone. He couldn't wait to taste her sweet blood on his lips. Vegeta had mentally decided to himself, that he would not only make her a vampire, but his mate as well.
There was a knock on the door. "Bulma honey, are you in there with that young man? You just met him last night you know! There is no sense rushing into things!" They both looked at each other with wide eyes. "Ummmm.Yes he is in here but we are just talking mum! Nothing like you are thinking!" Bulma yelled back as her and Vegeta scrabbled to their feet to get themselves straighted out, so if her mother came in she wouldn't know she was right. "Mmmm hmmm.Sure! Just because I'm not all that smart doesn't mean I don't know what is going on between you two! It's my motherly instinct kicking in! I am going to count to ten, and if you two aren't decent by the time I come in, then there will be trouble!" Vegeta snorted at this remark as he tried to zip his pants back up, and not looking at what he was doing. He let out a whimper as his manhood got caught in the zipper as he was pulling it up. Bulma nearly burst out laughing as she saw Vegeta bouncing around in pain, trying to free himself.
She quickly knelt down in front of him and got him out of the predicament. Vegeta breated a sigh of relief when he could no longer feel the zippers teeth digging into the sensitive skin.
"10!! I'm coming in now!" Mrs Briefs opened the door with her hand over her eyes. She peeked out from between her fingers only to see Vegeta and Bulma sitting on the bed, like nothing had ever happened. Bunny put her hand by her side and looked around the room.
Being Bulma's mother, she had gotten used to the state of her daughter's room. After a few times, she had learned that it was no use cleaning it. It would be twice as messy the next day. Her eyes skimmed across the floor looking for any evidence. There!
There was a rather large patch of clean floor. In all her years of being a mother, she had never seen a clean patch of floor in Bulma's room like that.
"Nothing but talking hey? What's that then?" She pointed to the unusually clean spot on the carpet. Bulma's eyes got bigger as she realized that her mother wasn't as spaced out as they all thought she was. "Ahhhhh.Heh heh.That can be explained." Vegeta was confused. He didn't know what they were talking about. The thing he did know, was that her mother was pointing to the spot where they had cleared near the window, where he and Bulma were recently making out. 'Shit.' The realization dawned on him that Bulma's mother knew something was up.
"Well would you like to give me the reason why there is a clean part of your room?" Vegeta had only known her mother for a short period of time, but already he could tell that Bunny Briefs was scary when she sounded smart.
"Well.I ummm." "I was teaching her Tai Chi. It helps you to relax and it can also be used as a form of stress or anger management." Vegeta cut in quickly. Bunny actually looked a bit suspicious of them. But she knew it could be possible, her daughter was know to have a bit of a temper problem, and she did looked more relaxed than usual.
"Fine. I just came to tell you that your father and I will be going out for a few hours, for a business lunch. I will see you later honey!" With that, she left the room.
"Well that was out of the ordinary." Vegeta commented. "Mmmm." Bulma agreed. "Thanks for covering for me Vegeta." "Yeah well.You did the same for me so I repaid you." Bulma crawled onto his lap again, and just cuddled up to him. "How can you possibly feel anything for me? I am a vampire, I am dead, I am not even human. I do not understand." "I don't know, I just care about you. It's like there is some strange force guiding me to you. Telling me that even though you may be dead, you are still the one for me." She took his face in her hands and kissed him.
Vegeta gave her a quick kiss back, and just held her in his arms, while nuzzling his face into her shoulder.
They were like that for a couple of seconds before Vegeta pushed Bulma off him and jumped up. "No! This is wrong! You cannot care for me! Something bad will happen! I know it! Just stay away from me!" "Vegeta, there is nothing you can do about it. I care about you and that is all there is to it. Just come back here. If something bad does happen, then I want to stay with you no matter what. I don't care what will happen. As long as I can be with you. Now come here." She reasoned. Vegeta sat back down reluctantly then laid on the bed beside her, wrapping her in his muscled arms.
They just lay there in that position not saying anything, in case of ruining the moment. All of a sudden, the clock radio on Bulma's bedside table flicked on, startling them. The song that was playing was Atomic Kitten's "Love Dosen't Have To Hurt." They sat there listening to the lyrics.
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I learned a lesson in my life but I learned it the hard way
I don't know why I used to fall in love with the wrong kind
Then I'd suffer so much pain, but I only have myself to blame
Maybe you came in the nick of time to show me
Chorus
Love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself and always should
Don't have to cry, don't have to fight,
Don't have to die, night after night
You showed me love, love, love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Thank you baby
Darlin' now it seems to me like I've always known you
But I still shudder when I think back on the lonely time
I used to keep all my feelings inside
From your eyes I have nothing to hide
Baby you came in the nick of time to show me
Love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself and always should
Don't have to cry, don't have to fight,
Don't have to die, night after night
You showed me love, love, love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Thank you baby
Lying here beside you feels so fine
Talking about everything in this heart of mine
Love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself and always should
Don't have to cry, don't have to fight,
Don't have to die, night after night
You showed me love, love, love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Thank you baby
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Bulma lent over and turned the radio off. Vegeta had moved his head onto her chest during the song, and he was hugging her tightly. He seemed to be curled up a bit into her side. They both silently realized the song was practically describing their "relationship."
Bulma felt a warm wetness on her chest where Vegeta's head was. Vegeta sniffed. "What's wrong?" She asked. Bulma was worried. "Callisto was wrong. This is not doing me a favor. It's living hell. I hate my life. My planet was destroyed, I was killed, I was turned into a vampire, Callisto was killed, my family was killed. I have no one left except for you, and that's totally unethical. You cannot love me. You are the living, while I am the undead. It would be wrong to mix life and death. I just know something bad will happen!" Vegeta's voice wavered. Bulma realized he was crying, as the hot tears hit her chest.
His hands gripped the fabric of her shirt, and her tried to get as close as he possibly could to her, despite what he just said.
She felt sorry for him, Vegeta had lost everything. Hell, he couldn't even get his coffin back! Bulma put her arms around his muscular figure, and rubbed his back. He sniffed again. Occasionally his body would shake as he let out a sob that couldn't be held back.
From what she knew, Vegeta was the kind of person who didn't like to show emotion. "It's okay to cry you know." Bulma whispered to him. She placed her hand over his right one, that was clinging to her side, and held onto it.
Eventually, he stopped crying, and was just laying there. Bulma ran her fingers through his hair, lightly raking her nails across his scalp. "You don't know how lucky you are." Bulma could barely hear him as he whispered to her. "How come?"
"Your heart beats everyday. You are not troubled about it. You go about your life, not knowing what it is like to suffer like I do. It pains me to see how carefree you humans can be, while I live a life of solitude. Doomed to roam the earth for all eternity until I am destroyed. You may think your life is hard, maybe because the so called stress your job puts on you. Well try living my life! Try walking a mile in my shoes! Everyday is the same.Waking up, wishing.hoping, your heart would someday beat again.Seeing your only friend and lover die before you eyes, knowing that it was your fault they were killed.Having to drink the blood of living creatures to survive.Forever trapped in the icy coldness of death.It is not a way to live.And I will not subject you to the same torture I went through. No one deserves that.It would be more beneficial if you just destroyed me.I won't have to be subjected to the pain of being dead anymore."
This time it was Bulma who nearly broke down in tears from Vegeta's heart wrenching revelation. "No! I will not kill you! Although it hurts me to know you have suffered, and will keep suffering if you are not destroyed.I want you around.I don't want to be alone either." "Hn. What are you talking about? You have plenty of friends and family to care for you." His voice was muffled by him pushing his face into her soft chest.
"I may have family and friends, but I feel like an outsider, like I don't belong. When I see my friends rush off in another battle to save the earth, all I want to do is get out on the battlefield so I can fight alongside them. I want to feel as if I am needed. I want to be able to fight. I was left alone on a planet when I was younger, while the boys went off to find the dragonballs. My parents never really cared that they left me to fend for myself. They just cared that I was still alive. My story and life may not be as bad as yours, but it still hurts.Promise me you will stay with me. I don't care if you have to make me a vampire. I need to have someone there that understands me.Promise me." Her voice died down to a hushed whisper. Vegeta looked up at her. The whites of his eyes were red from the salty tears he had shed previously.
He opened his mouth and let out a hurt cry, that sounded like a big cat that was grieving over it's lost mate. He climbed over her legs and rested between them, this time laying his head on her stomach, and closing his eyes. "I promise."
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Now wasn't that a sad but sweet chappie? *sniffs* Hmmmm.I didn't think I could actually get this many pages done in one chap.I'm so happy!!! ^_^ *breaks down in tears of joy*
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GEKIDO DANCE
CHAPTER 4
"Well.What if I said that there was a female willing to become a vampire?" Vegeta's head shot up. "Who!" Bulma wiggled off the arm rest and sat in his lap. "Me." Vegeta's obsidian eyes brightened. "Really!?" She nodded. "Are you sure? I mean, there are a lot of dangers to being a vampire. Hunters being one of them." "Heh. I'll just scare them off with my singing.or cooking.or screaming." Vegeta winced. "I sure hope I won't be on the receiving end of any of them." "Hey! Be nice!" Bulma gave him a little slap on the back of his head. Vegeta stared into her eyes for a few seconds. Soon a big smirk ran across his face. He jabbed his fingers into her sides making her squeal in surprise. He was careful not to use the end of his fingers, because he had sharp nails.
Bulma started laughing, and pushed herself off his lap and onto the floor, where she scooted away from him. "Now that was a bit mean!" She panted as she tried to catch her breath. Vegeta only chuckled. Bulma was laying on her back, on the hardwood flooring facing him, while proping herself up on her forearms. She saw Vegeta give her an evil grin, and move slightly as if he was going to get up. Suddenly he disappeared. Bulma's eyes widened in surprise. 'Now where did he go?' Bulma felt a weight push her into the floor. Vegeta had reverted back into his vampire form and was now laying on top of her, pinning her to the ground, his jacket splayed over them and the wooden floorboards, completely covering the two, all except their heads and arms in it's inky black leather.
Vegeta's demonic eyes burned into her very soul. The smell of damp soil was back. Was this how all dead, or undead people smelt like? Bulma wondered what he was going to do. He let out a hiss from between his cold lips. For some reason, Bulma didn't mind that he smelled of soil and decay. It just added to his personality. She couldn't really picture him smelling any other way.
He let out a seductive growl, accompanied with another smirk, that showed his pointed fangs. He ran his finger down her neck, following the carotid artery. "Sooo.You want to be a vampire huh?" He let out another growl from deep in his throat. To Bulma, he sounded like a lion when he was growling. She nodded. Vegeta bent his head and ran his tounge along her jawbone, starting at her earlobe, and finishing with the end of her chin. Bulma shivered. She was getting turned on, but she was so cold as well, from Vegeta. He kept radiating an odd coldness off him. "Hey Vegeta?" She breathed out. "Hmmm?" He was now devoting his attention to licking her collar bone.
"How come you're so cold?" Vegeta stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes. He had a sad look on his face. "It was our punishment for cheating complete death. We are constantly cold. Not even a fire can warm us. We only receive half of what a fire can give. We get the light, but we don't get the warmth. Not even the fact I can walk in the sun helps me. Every bit of us is as cold as the next." He dropped his weight, and rested his head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat. Bulma wrapped her arms around him, and put her lips to his forehead. "You wanna know something Vegeta?" "What?" "I bet I could find a part on you that is warm." "Hn. Yeah right." Vegeta still wasn't looking at her. He just had his head facing to the side, and he closed his eyes. Bulma took one arm from around him and stuck it between their bodies. Vegeta's eyes shot open. She ran her hand down his chest, past his abs, and down to his belt. If Vegeta's heart worked, it would be working overtime.
Bulma pulled down his zipper slowly. For the first time in his life, Vegeta was actually nervous. He had been with plenty of females. Why was this one any different? Maybe it was because she would be around him all of the time now. When he had finished with the other women, he had just drank their blood. They never survived to see the next day. But with Bulma it would be different, because he was going to make her a vampire. He was broken out of his train of thought, when he felt Bulma stick her hand inside his boxers, and grab his manhood. "I know we have just met, but this feels so right." Bulma told him. Vegeta could only let out a little moan and a nod, as she ran her fingernails up his length.
Vegeta was quickly hardening. He heard footsteps coming down the hall, so he pulled her hand out of his pants, and transformed back to his original state; his erection disappearing with the transformation. "Hey what are you doing?" Bulma whined. "Your parents are coming." He told her quietly. "Oh." Vegeta got off her and zipped his pants back up. Bulma got to her feet and dusted herself off. The footsteps disappeared down the hall. "Come on. Let's go downstairs and get breakfast." "Okay." They got to the door, and Vegeta was about to open it, when Bulma spoke up. "You know Vegeta? I was right. I did find a spot on you that was wasn't cold." Vegeta's mouth dropped open and he blushed. "Yeah.Well.Whatever."
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When they got into the kitchen, Bulma's mother was cooking breakfast. It was bacon, eggs, waffles, and an assortment of other goodies. Vegeta looked sickened by all the cooked food. He didn't think he would be able to stomach it. Bulma caught his look and spoke to her mother. "Hey mum?" "Yes Bulma dear?" "Ummm.I think Vegeta would be more comfortable eating something he's used to. He doesn't eat this where he comes from, and it could make him sick." "Why would it do that honey? I cook good." Her mother could be so thickheaded sometimes. "Yes I know.But remember that tv program about all those starving people in Africa?" "Yes." "Well it's like that. If you feed him something he isn't used to eating, then he could get sick from it. That's like what they were explaining on tv. They had to be careful of the foods they chose to give the people." "Oh.okay. I think I understand now." Vegeta breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her with his eyes. "So what do you eat Vegeta-chan?"
Vegeta looked horrified by the name Bulma's mother called him. They had only met late last night. "Uhhh.You might find this strange, but I eat raw meat." Dr. Briefs looked up from the morning paper with an odd look on his face, and Mrs. Briefs stared open mouthed. Bulma just went about her normal morning activities without a care. "Bulma? Why don't you find that odd?" Her father asked. "Oh. I already knew that. I got him some last night." "Errr.Okay." Vegeta sat down at the table.
"Arrrggg! Fine! I'll get him some since you two are too busy staring." Bulma frustratedly said. She rummaged around in the fridge for a bit, and came out with a large steak. She took it out of the packet and put it on a plate with a knife and fork. "Vegeta? You want the blood?" "Yes." Bulma got out a glass and poured the remaining blood from the packet into the glass. She passed the two of them to Vegeta and he dug in. Bulma ate her breakfast, while her parents looked at Vegeta in awe. They had never seen anyone eat raw meat and enjoy it, apart from sushi and some other japanese foods. When he drank a mouthful of the blood, they turned away in disgust.
"Hmmm.It's a bit bitter since it was packaged. But I could get used to it." Vegeta informed them. "I was wondering.What country do you come from?" Dr. Briefs asked once he had control of his stomach. "Why?" "Well I wanted to know what kind of people eat raw meat like you do." Vegeta looked at Bulma nervously. "Ahhh.Well.Ummm.You see.I wasn't raised by my real parents.I was kidnapped as a child while I was on vacation in Africa with my parents and left for dead in a rainforest, but a tribe found me and they took care of me. They ate raw meat as part of their tradition. I was only returned to this country about 5 years ago." Vegeta hoped they would believe his made up story. "Well that explains your wonderful tan!" Bulma's mother chirped and went back to eating. "But that doesn't explain your obviously british accent my boy." Frank mentioned suspiciously. (A/N: From now on, D Briefs is Frank, and Mrs Briefs is Bunny.) "Ahhh.About that. I am actually British, but I came here to continue schooling when I was younger."
Frank was too smart for Vegeta's liking. Then again, he couldn't have gotten where he was today, without being smart. "Where did you go to school?" "Uhhhh." "Dad! Stop with the questions! It's not like he is a prison escapee or anything! He is one of Goku's old friends from when they were kids." Vegeta let out a breath of air, which he didn't know that he was holding. Frank looked at him like he knew something was up, but went back to reading his newspaper. "Bulma? May I see the training facilities?" "Oh yeah sure! Come on!" Bulma led him out of the room and to the gym.
When they were out of the room, Bunny spoke up. "Well at least that boy has wonderful manners. He'd make nice husband for our little girl." Frank just rolled his eyes at his wife's eccentricities.
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"Alright. Here is the gym." Bulma was about to take him inside, but Vegeta stopped her. "I must thank you for what you did back there.All the schools I ever went to, would be destroyed or closed down by now." "Oh don't worry about it. They are just a bit worried whenever I bring a guy in who has muscles and looks strong. Last time I did that, Yamcha hit me." Vegeta was shocked. How could anyone be called a man if he hit innocent women? "Why was he in your house?" "Well before I knew he was a player, we used to go out. One time he cheated on me, and I found out. Later that week, he came back here totally drunk, begging my forgiveness, I didn't want to take him back, and he hit me." Vegeta's fists clenched and unclenched in anger, and he gritted his teeth together in barely controlled rage. "You allow scum into your house. What kind of man would hit a woman?! If I did that, I would be beaten. You people can get away with anything." "Look. Just don't worry about it. He got the point after I asked Goku to bash the shit out of him."
Vegeta agreed, but he still wouldn't accept the fact that he had hit her. They went inside the gym, and Bulma showed him all the different things. "This equpiment is odd. It is very different than what I am used to. You will have to show me how it works." "Sure. This stuff is a lot better than what they had in your time. More effective. You can get stonger, fitter, and you can get muscles in half the time." Vegeta was too busy trying to figure out how many of the pieces of equipment worked to pay attention to what she was saying.
"Hey! I'll show you how they work later." "Alright." Vegeta followed her out of the room. He was rubbing the back of his neck and part of his shoulder. When Bulma turned around to tell him something, she saw he looked a bit uncomfortable. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. I think I just slept a bit uncomfortably on my neck. I'm not used to laying in a bed." "What do you mean?" Vegeta looked at her blankly. "I thought you watched all those old vampire movies?" "Huh?" "I sleep upside down, or in a coffin. Coffins are the most comfortable for sleeping inside, and upside down is best outside or in a cave." "Oh.Right. Well I can't exactly order a coffin unless someone has died." Bulma told him.
"I am only able to sleep in the coffin I was buried in. It is still in my tomb." "Hmmm.That might be a bit hard to obtain. Ooooh! I know where we can hide it if we are able to get it. I got the builders to build a secret room with the door into my room. Not even my parents know about it. I haven't even used it yet." "That would be good. May I ask you something?" "Yes." "Why are you helping me? I could turn on you at any minute. But yet you continue to trust me. Why?" Bulma shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'm just a kind-hearted person. And I just have the feeling that you will live up to your word." "I may live up to mine.But will you live up to yours?" Vegeta asked her. "Huh? What are you talking about?" Bulma was confused. What had she promised him again? Bulma was trying to think. When she looked up at Vegeta to find out what it was, he wasn't there. She felt two arms wrap themselves around her waist, and she was drawn into a cold, well-muscled body. Bulma knew that Vegeta had reverted back to his vampire form, when she smelled that damp soil smell.
His fangs slid down, and he ran them along her neck. "Oh.That promise." Bulma lent into him. "So.Will you keep it?" When Vegeta wrapped his tail around her waist as well, Bulma knew she couldn't break her promise. She had seen Goku wrap his tail around Chi Chi before. This was a Saiyan sign of affection. (A/N: Yes.Goku has his tail in my story.) "Yes. I will keep it.But we can't do this now." "Why not?" He purred. You could clearly hear his accent in this form. He lifted her hand up to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. "Well.I want my parents to understand.As well as my friends.Or they might turn against you.Remember, Goku is a lot harder to destroy that a normal vampire hunter." "Mmmm."
Vegeta turned her around, keeping his hands on her waist. He unwrapped his tail from her torso, and coiled it around her upper thigh. "Fine. We will not do this yet.But we will do this." He commanded. Bulma nodded.
Vegeta ran his sharp fingernail along her jawbone and then kissed her nose. He looked away, and when he faced her again, he was back to normal. "Ahem.Sorry about that. He can get a bit out of hand sometimes." Vegeta blushed. "He is just ummm.going through ummm.heat..Vampires and Saiyans do that." "It's okay. I didn't mind. We used to have to give Goku a couple of horse tranquilizers when he went into heat." "Your not serious! How could you not mind having a vampire who smells like damp soil and decay, kissing you and stuff?!" Bulma just shrugged and gave him a little smirk. "Let's just say I'm not exactly normal myself." "What do you mean by that?" "That is for me to know.and you to find out." "That is what I was trying to do."
Bulma looked down at his tail which was still curled around her thigh. She ran her fingernails down it, following the way the hairs went. His tail spasmed in pleasure, making him buckle at the knees. "Nnnnngggghhhh." His legs felt like jelly, and they collapsed on him, making him fall on all fours. She stopped caressing it and just held it in her hands, watching it squirm about.
After a short period of time, Vegeta got back up so he was only leaning back on his heels. "W-why did y-you do that for? I t-told you our t-tails were s-sss-sensitive." "I know. And that is why I did it. I like having power over you. It's fun."
Bulma bent down a little, and kissed the tip of his tail. Vegeta's eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a primal growl. He shot out his arms and wrapped them around her once more, making her fall to the ground. "Ooof!!" Bulma let out a breath of air when she hit the ground and he crawled on top of her.
"Owww!" She complained. She opened her eyes, and saw that once again, Vegeta was in his vampire form. "Not again!" Vegeta chuckled, and took in her scent. "I told you already! Not yet!" She tried to get out from under him, but he only pulled her back under him by her leg. Vegeta hissed. "You never finished what you started..in the bedroom." He told her with a smirk. "You will finish it.now." This time, he commanded her.Vegeta looked a bit menacing, while Bulma pouted, with a naughty expression on her face. Then she bit her bottom lip.
She tilted her head to the side and studied his face, he looked like he desperatly wanted her. She could feel his erect manhood poking into her thigh. He was gritting his teeth together in agitation. Well as best as he could with fangs. "Well.I guess I can't leave you like this while you are in heat." She whispered seductively in his ear. Vegeta grinned. "But you will have to get off me first." He rolled off her and pulled her to her feet. "What now little onna?"
Bulma started to walk away, beckoning him with her finger, as she entered her own room. Vegeta stopped at the door. "Well do you want to finish this or not?" She asked impatiently. "You have to invite me in first, or I can't come in. Once I have been invited, I may come and go as I please." "Oh. Well come in then." Vegeta entered the room and made his way over to her, watching his step, because she had many things thrown all over the floor. "How can you live in this place? It's so messy!" He exclaimed as he took in his surroundings. "Well it's not like it can get any messier." She cheekily remarked.
Bulma stepped around a pile of dirty clothes and held her hair back around her left ear, as she put her right arm around Vegeta's neck. They both closed their eyes and leaned in.
Vegeta's cold lips met with Bulma's bottom one, and he sucked on it. They both shivered at the contact. Vegeta tilted his head to one side, so he could get in a better position to kiss her.
His fangs grazed along her lips. The kiss was light and gentle, but the passion of it was still there.
Vegeta put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. The feeling of her kissing him was making his lips tinggle with excitement. Nobody had really kissed him before, except Callisto, his mentor. The only problem was that her lips and body were as cold and dead as he was. Callisto's caresses didn't send as much feeling coursing through his being, right through into his very soul, warming his long-dead heart, that no longer beat to a pounding rhythm, like Bulma's did.
Callisto was Vegeta's first and only lover. She had shown him caring and compassion and even at one stage, love. She took him in under her wing after he was killed, and taught him things that only very few people were able to experience. When he was unhappy, she would do her best to make him smile. When he was hurt, she would care for him until he was better. They would sit and talk, or just cuddle for hours in their tombs. It didn't matter to Vegeta that she was quite a few hundred years older than him.
Vegeta and Callisto were very close, and he had felt that he had let her down, and betrayed her trust in him, because he let her die at the hands of a hunter. He wouldn't let something like that happen again. He pulled away from the kiss.
"What.?" Bulma did not understand why he just stopped kissing her. "Why.?" Vegeta let go of her and pried her arm off from around his neck. He walked over to the window and lent against the wall beside it, staring out at the sky with a sad look. "Vegeta? Why did you stop?"
Bulma went over to him and she put her hand on his shoulder, only to have him shrug it off. "Vegeta. What's wrong?" He snarled, making Bulma jump back in surprise. "What's wrong? What's wrong?! I'll tell you what's wrong! I am an alien vampire for christs sake! You can't have feelings for me! And I can't have them for you! I lost the only person I ever cared about to a hunter. Of YOUR kind! You people wiped us out to the near brink of extinction, and you expect me to care about one of you?!" Vegeta's arms were waving about in anger, and he hit the wall in frustration as he yelled. Bulma was getting scared, because his demonic eyes were flashing with a glow she had never seen before. He was really mad.
"I don't care anymore! I don't care about you! I don't care about anyone! I should be dead!!! I don't belong here!!! I want to be with Callisto! She was the only one who ever cared about me.the only one." Vegeta dropped to his knees and his voice fell as he kept whispering "The only one" to himself. He placed his hands on the floor, and went back to his original form.
Bulma was curled up in a ball next to the bed. From her point of view, she could see that Vegeta was really upset; he was almost crying.
"Vegeta." She whispered. "She isn't the only one. I care about you too." "No you don't. You're just saying that." His voice was wavering. "No I'm not. I'll prove it." Her voice was still low, because saying something too loud might startle Vegeta and make him snap.
He didn't say anything, so Bulma took it as a 'yes she could prove it.' She crawled over to him slowly and sat by his side.
Vegeta's face was still looking towards the floor. It lifted up as Bulma held his face in her hands. He refused to look her in the eyes. "Vegeta look at me." He did not look. "Vegeta god dammit! Look at me!" This time he did as she wished.
Bulma placed her forehead on his and stared into his eyes. She kissed the end of his nose. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him backwards so he was laying on the ground, and crawled ontop of him. She pressed her mouth to his in a heated and passionate lip-lock. It didn't take long for him to respond.
Soon they were rolling on the floor, desperately trying to touch each other in every place all at once. The top couple of buttons on Bulma's shirt were undone, and Vegeta was licking at her collarbone. He couldn't wait to taste her sweet blood on his lips. Vegeta had mentally decided to himself, that he would not only make her a vampire, but his mate as well.
There was a knock on the door. "Bulma honey, are you in there with that young man? You just met him last night you know! There is no sense rushing into things!" They both looked at each other with wide eyes. "Ummmm.Yes he is in here but we are just talking mum! Nothing like you are thinking!" Bulma yelled back as her and Vegeta scrabbled to their feet to get themselves straighted out, so if her mother came in she wouldn't know she was right. "Mmmm hmmm.Sure! Just because I'm not all that smart doesn't mean I don't know what is going on between you two! It's my motherly instinct kicking in! I am going to count to ten, and if you two aren't decent by the time I come in, then there will be trouble!" Vegeta snorted at this remark as he tried to zip his pants back up, and not looking at what he was doing. He let out a whimper as his manhood got caught in the zipper as he was pulling it up. Bulma nearly burst out laughing as she saw Vegeta bouncing around in pain, trying to free himself.
She quickly knelt down in front of him and got him out of the predicament. Vegeta breated a sigh of relief when he could no longer feel the zippers teeth digging into the sensitive skin.
"10!! I'm coming in now!" Mrs Briefs opened the door with her hand over her eyes. She peeked out from between her fingers only to see Vegeta and Bulma sitting on the bed, like nothing had ever happened. Bunny put her hand by her side and looked around the room.
Being Bulma's mother, she had gotten used to the state of her daughter's room. After a few times, she had learned that it was no use cleaning it. It would be twice as messy the next day. Her eyes skimmed across the floor looking for any evidence. There!
There was a rather large patch of clean floor. In all her years of being a mother, she had never seen a clean patch of floor in Bulma's room like that.
"Nothing but talking hey? What's that then?" She pointed to the unusually clean spot on the carpet. Bulma's eyes got bigger as she realized that her mother wasn't as spaced out as they all thought she was. "Ahhhhh.Heh heh.That can be explained." Vegeta was confused. He didn't know what they were talking about. The thing he did know, was that her mother was pointing to the spot where they had cleared near the window, where he and Bulma were recently making out. 'Shit.' The realization dawned on him that Bulma's mother knew something was up.
"Well would you like to give me the reason why there is a clean part of your room?" Vegeta had only known her mother for a short period of time, but already he could tell that Bunny Briefs was scary when she sounded smart.
"Well.I ummm." "I was teaching her Tai Chi. It helps you to relax and it can also be used as a form of stress or anger management." Vegeta cut in quickly. Bunny actually looked a bit suspicious of them. But she knew it could be possible, her daughter was know to have a bit of a temper problem, and she did looked more relaxed than usual.
"Fine. I just came to tell you that your father and I will be going out for a few hours, for a business lunch. I will see you later honey!" With that, she left the room.
"Well that was out of the ordinary." Vegeta commented. "Mmmm." Bulma agreed. "Thanks for covering for me Vegeta." "Yeah well.You did the same for me so I repaid you." Bulma crawled onto his lap again, and just cuddled up to him. "How can you possibly feel anything for me? I am a vampire, I am dead, I am not even human. I do not understand." "I don't know, I just care about you. It's like there is some strange force guiding me to you. Telling me that even though you may be dead, you are still the one for me." She took his face in her hands and kissed him.
Vegeta gave her a quick kiss back, and just held her in his arms, while nuzzling his face into her shoulder.
They were like that for a couple of seconds before Vegeta pushed Bulma off him and jumped up. "No! This is wrong! You cannot care for me! Something bad will happen! I know it! Just stay away from me!" "Vegeta, there is nothing you can do about it. I care about you and that is all there is to it. Just come back here. If something bad does happen, then I want to stay with you no matter what. I don't care what will happen. As long as I can be with you. Now come here." She reasoned. Vegeta sat back down reluctantly then laid on the bed beside her, wrapping her in his muscled arms.
They just lay there in that position not saying anything, in case of ruining the moment. All of a sudden, the clock radio on Bulma's bedside table flicked on, startling them. The song that was playing was Atomic Kitten's "Love Dosen't Have To Hurt." They sat there listening to the lyrics.
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I learned a lesson in my life but I learned it the hard way
I don't know why I used to fall in love with the wrong kind
Then I'd suffer so much pain, but I only have myself to blame
Maybe you came in the nick of time to show me
Chorus
Love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself and always should
Don't have to cry, don't have to fight,
Don't have to die, night after night
You showed me love, love, love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Thank you baby
Darlin' now it seems to me like I've always known you
But I still shudder when I think back on the lonely time
I used to keep all my feelings inside
From your eyes I have nothing to hide
Baby you came in the nick of time to show me
Love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself and always should
Don't have to cry, don't have to fight,
Don't have to die, night after night
You showed me love, love, love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Thank you baby
Lying here beside you feels so fine
Talking about everything in this heart of mine
Love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself and always should
Don't have to cry, don't have to fight,
Don't have to die, night after night
You showed me love, love, love doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Thank you baby
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Bulma lent over and turned the radio off. Vegeta had moved his head onto her chest during the song, and he was hugging her tightly. He seemed to be curled up a bit into her side. They both silently realized the song was practically describing their "relationship."
Bulma felt a warm wetness on her chest where Vegeta's head was. Vegeta sniffed. "What's wrong?" She asked. Bulma was worried. "Callisto was wrong. This is not doing me a favor. It's living hell. I hate my life. My planet was destroyed, I was killed, I was turned into a vampire, Callisto was killed, my family was killed. I have no one left except for you, and that's totally unethical. You cannot love me. You are the living, while I am the undead. It would be wrong to mix life and death. I just know something bad will happen!" Vegeta's voice wavered. Bulma realized he was crying, as the hot tears hit her chest.
His hands gripped the fabric of her shirt, and her tried to get as close as he possibly could to her, despite what he just said.
She felt sorry for him, Vegeta had lost everything. Hell, he couldn't even get his coffin back! Bulma put her arms around his muscular figure, and rubbed his back. He sniffed again. Occasionally his body would shake as he let out a sob that couldn't be held back.
From what she knew, Vegeta was the kind of person who didn't like to show emotion. "It's okay to cry you know." Bulma whispered to him. She placed her hand over his right one, that was clinging to her side, and held onto it.
Eventually, he stopped crying, and was just laying there. Bulma ran her fingers through his hair, lightly raking her nails across his scalp. "You don't know how lucky you are." Bulma could barely hear him as he whispered to her. "How come?"
"Your heart beats everyday. You are not troubled about it. You go about your life, not knowing what it is like to suffer like I do. It pains me to see how carefree you humans can be, while I live a life of solitude. Doomed to roam the earth for all eternity until I am destroyed. You may think your life is hard, maybe because the so called stress your job puts on you. Well try living my life! Try walking a mile in my shoes! Everyday is the same.Waking up, wishing.hoping, your heart would someday beat again.Seeing your only friend and lover die before you eyes, knowing that it was your fault they were killed.Having to drink the blood of living creatures to survive.Forever trapped in the icy coldness of death.It is not a way to live.And I will not subject you to the same torture I went through. No one deserves that.It would be more beneficial if you just destroyed me.I won't have to be subjected to the pain of being dead anymore."
This time it was Bulma who nearly broke down in tears from Vegeta's heart wrenching revelation. "No! I will not kill you! Although it hurts me to know you have suffered, and will keep suffering if you are not destroyed.I want you around.I don't want to be alone either." "Hn. What are you talking about? You have plenty of friends and family to care for you." His voice was muffled by him pushing his face into her soft chest.
"I may have family and friends, but I feel like an outsider, like I don't belong. When I see my friends rush off in another battle to save the earth, all I want to do is get out on the battlefield so I can fight alongside them. I want to feel as if I am needed. I want to be able to fight. I was left alone on a planet when I was younger, while the boys went off to find the dragonballs. My parents never really cared that they left me to fend for myself. They just cared that I was still alive. My story and life may not be as bad as yours, but it still hurts.Promise me you will stay with me. I don't care if you have to make me a vampire. I need to have someone there that understands me.Promise me." Her voice died down to a hushed whisper. Vegeta looked up at her. The whites of his eyes were red from the salty tears he had shed previously.
He opened his mouth and let out a hurt cry, that sounded like a big cat that was grieving over it's lost mate. He climbed over her legs and rested between them, this time laying his head on her stomach, and closing his eyes. "I promise."
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Now wasn't that a sad but sweet chappie? *sniffs* Hmmmm.I didn't think I could actually get this many pages done in one chap.I'm so happy!!! ^_^ *breaks down in tears of joy*