2 weeks later from the resteraunt accident
While Vegeta was out training in some unknown location, the hot weather was starting to cool down over the Capsule Corp. residence while the sun set itself into a slumber. The birds' chirps started to fade as Mother Nature's next harmonic melody, "Crickets at Dusk", began to captivate the city. Vegeta was high in the sky sparring with Son Goku, the purple and gold sky finishing off the scene. Back at the Capsule Corporation home, Bulma's mother was preparing dinner as Bulma was settling into a quick bubble bath.
"Sheesh, what a long day!" Bulma exclaimed as she began to scrub off the oils and grime from her body after working in her lab for 8 hours. Her troubles just melted away as she let her mind drown in the warm water. One of her new inventions had sparked and ruined a few wires today, and along with the rest of her inventions being stubborn to not lose a bolt here and there, she about grew sick of her lab today. She was in desperate need of some TLC. Suddenly, Vegeta came to mind. "Hmmm..." she thought with a mischevious smirk on her face. He always did give the best messages, along with other things, she thought to herself.
"Hehehe!" While giggling like a little girl to herself, her mother called her down for dinner.
Knowing how Vegeta usually came home late, she sat down with her parents to begin dinner. "Sucks for him" she thought to herself as she sat down. The table was crowded with tons of food: beef stew, rice, egg rolls,
three kinds of soup, hot tea, chicken stir-fry, and two varieties of noodles, each in seperate, large bowls.
BANG! The three of them looked up stunned, to realize that Vegeta was home early.
"Ano... Konnichiwa Vegeta!" Mr. Briefs said timidly as Vegeta walked in and grabbed a seat next to him.
Vegeta just nodded as he sat down. Raising his eyesight to Bulma's, they caught each others' focus, Bulma giving him a "you-missed-me-that-much?" look with a smirk. Vegeta just glared at her, than glanced down at his already filled plate, hiding a smirk he found himself to create.
"How was training Vegeta?" Mrs. Briefs asked in a completely sickenly-chirpy voice.
"Kakkarot had to go home because that mate of his made food that he could smell 20 miles away. That baka..."
"You don't seem to mind-- you're eating at 5 mouthfuls a second!" Bulma mocked. This caused the saiyan to raise his focus to her, glaring with anger and humiliation.
"Shut-up woman."
"Well, with that big appetite of yours, you're probably prone to eat anything right about now!" Bulma mocked further.
"Bulma!" her father cried.
"Woman!" Vegeta shouted in an uproar.
"Honey, that was uncalled for for the dinner table," her mother said kindly.
Everyone looked at Bunny as though she was completely oblivious and ignorant of how extreme the comment was,
which she basically was. Yet, she wasn't completely left out of the realization and added on by saying:
"Just leave that kind of talk for later!"
"WHAT!" the shocked others questioned, taken aback.
"What? I was only joking!" Bunny replied defensively.
"Sure mom, " Bulma replied with a wink. Her mother just smiled. "Um... I think I'm going to go watch the Tech TV channel now... it'll get my mind out of the gutter at least!" Bulma added.
Heading upstairs, Bulma was thinking about Vegeta again, and how much she missed being close with him. They've never tried that technique, but that was OK with her. Once she reached her room and got comfy in bed, she flipped her plasma T.V. on to the Tech TV channel. Yet, her mind wandered back to Vegeta. They hadn't had really close intimacy since the day he arrived back home the day of the resteraunt occurance. It was almost as if it was a one night stand. Of course it wasn't; they were married to each other, according to their country's law, and they loved each other very much. They just "never had the time to meddle under the sleeping cloths every now and then," as Vegeta would put it. Having busy lives tended to drive them apart slightly, each being too tired by the end of the day to feel in the mood for any horseplay, as one could put it. Bulma flipped off her television as she slipped her jeans and cotton blouse off onto the floor. With her back facing the door, she walked over to their dresser, pulled out a light purple, silk baby doll nightgown, then with a second thought, put it back away into the drawer hastily, thinking that Vegeta wouldn't feel in the mood to do anything out of the ordinary. With dismay, she grabbed a large T-shirt but was stopped from a hand behind her.
"Huh!" she gasped, surprised, "Vegeta... you scared me! Don't sneak up on me like that or I'm liable to smack you without realizing it's you!"
"Woman, you talk too much... why were you putting that garment away? I like it on you... it's sexy," Vegeta said in a saucy tone.
"Well I-- I-- I thought perhaps you-- well, I just wondered if maybe-- but then I guessed not... I wanted to do something...new... and different... tonight... perhaps?" she finished asking timidly with a suggestive change of tone in the end.
"Don't ever assume, woman. Ever," he growled under his voice as he lifted her into the air and placed her on the bed gently. The window was open, casting a cool breeze into the dimmed room. After closing the French windowed doors, he walked back over to where Bulma was lying on the bed, crawled on top of her, and started to peel the large t-shirt off, above her head. She gave in non-reluctantly as he leaned down and started to kiss her gently on the neck, his heavy weight causing pressure upon her frail hips. Bulma stiffened then calmed down again as he stroked her spine with his hand.
Use your imagination
The next morning
"Oh, Vegeta," Bulma mumbled as she stretched in her tangled up sheets. She suddenly was aware that she was awake. Remembering how Vegeta always woke up early and left her alone in the morning, she feared turning to her side, seeing him gone again to leave her disappointed. But hope still rang in her heart, and closing her weary eyes, she turned to her right and to her delightful surprise, there he was, sleeping like a baby. His eyes were darting around under his eyes, signaling he was in REM sleep.
"Oh, my sweet Vegeta. My sweet vegetable head," Bulma whispered lovingly as she stroked his flaming hair. He look differently when he was asleep, like a cute, chibi kenneko curled into a ball resting against their master, rather than an angry and scowling beinglike Wolverine (the X-Men star) waking up on the wrong side of the bed and having to face 200 mutant coyotes. He looked blissful and sound. She feltthat if she never would wake him, he'd be in heaven forever. Suddenly, he rumbled a little and twisted his body to face the ceiling fan, which spun around causing a light "whiff whiff" sound, his eyes still sealed shut. Right then, he started calling out to Bulma frantically, sweatdrops forming on his forehead and temples:
"Bulma! Woman get... away! Don't... Freeza... damn you!" Vegeta started twisting around frantically in bed, veins pumping while he gritted his teeth in observable agony. "No!...don't go... woman!...Bulma..." Vegeta was getting really scary now, worrying Bulma.
She couldn't take seeing him like this anymore. She knew it was bad to wake a sleeping person, but he was in distress, and she wouldn't let it last a minute longer. "Vegeta! Vegeta wake up! Can you hear me!" she called, trying to reach him deep down in his concious. "Vegeta wake up now!"
His eyes darted open, but were glazed over. He wasn't fully "there yet." Bulma was truely worried now and decided to dothe only thing she could think of: she kissed him-- deeply. Vegeta's body stopped twisting and jerking, calming down to normal breathing. The blue haired genius moved her head away from his so he could see where he was and that she was right there by him. His eyes returned to normal as he glanced around in a confused manner. Suddenly, his gaze caught hers, and he closed his eyes.
"I'm right here Vegeta. Everything's OK now," she wooed him, trying to soothe his mind. Opening his eyes again, he leant up in bed and took her in his arms. His mate had never seen him act this way, but she embraced him all the same, despite her shock.
"Woman... I thought I lost you. I saw it so clearly: Freeza returned to West capital City and abducted you. I ... I tried so hard to stop him, but he... abducted my powers with you, and took off. I-- I-- I was left with... nothing."
"Shh... Vegeta... Oh, Vegeta... I'm right here. I'm right here by you and I won't let that lizard or anyone take me away from you."
Out of no where, there was an explosion about 1 mile out of Capsule Corp.'s area. Vegeta and Bulma could see it from a mile away, literally.
"Oh Kami," Bulma whispered as she clung closely to Vegeta. "Vegeta?..."
"This is it. Someone's found out, and they sent them..." Vegeta replied, his voice stern now. "Round up the others, I'm off to train. Hell's about to break loose." After that, Vegeta flew out of the room to start his training.
"But who!" Bulma called, but he didn't hear it in time. Therefore, she got up and started her round of phone calls. Something bad was about to happen, she could just feel it.
Thanks so much for reading! Please review!