Hey Everyone. Guess what? This is the LAST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY! Yay! I am so excited. Are you? I am kind of sad to see it go though. But don't worry there will be more stories. Well here you go! Farewell!
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Bulma woke up late the next morning. After screaming at Vegeta for a couple hours she decided to take a nap. That nap turned into a twenty-four hour sleep.
Bulma pulled her arm back and her elbow connected with something hard. Bulma gasped as the thing she hit growled lowly. She tried to roll over but the two arms encircling her wouldn't let her.
"Mommy! Daddy!" a voice called from down the hall. "Mommy I need you." Trunks continued to yell. Oblivious to the fact that Bulma had sprained her ankle and her mate wouldn't let her leave the bed.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled in Vegeta's ear to wake him up. In three seconds flat Vegeta was out of the bed and in a fighting stance ready to protect his mate. Vegeta looked around wildly but stopped when he heard laughing.
Bulma was laughing so hard she had to pull the blanket over her head. She continued to giggle as she peeked out from under the blanket at Vegeta. She stopped laughing when Vegeta sent a hard glare her way.
"What Vegeta? You have to admit it was pretty funny." Bulma told him. Vegeta didn't find it funny and went into the bathroom and closed the door.
"So you still haven't forgiven me have you Vegeta?" Bulma waited for an answer but didn't get one. "You started this!" she yelled at him through the door.
"Mommy!" Trunks stood at the door in his footie pajamas with his arms crossed. He looked just like Vegeta only he had purple hair.
Bulma giggled again and asked "What do you need Trunks?"
Trunks huffed causing Bulma to giggle again. "I have been calling you for, like, an hour. I am hungry Mom! It's 12:00 in the afternoon." Trunks told her.
"Oh honey, I am so sorry." Bulma threw off her blanket and went to stand up, forgetting that she had a sprained ankle. What happens when you try to stand on a sprained ankle? You fall. Bulma hit the ground with a groan and rolled over onto her back.
Vegeta stormed out of the bathroom and helped her up. "Stupid woman! You're hurt." Vegeta put her back in the bed.
Trunks crawled onto the bed and over to his mother. "What's wrong Mom? Are you hurt? Where? How? Does it sting? Is it bleeding? Oh cool! Show me!"
Vegeta smacked Trunks in the back of the head. "Leave your mother alone and go eat cereal. Your mother can't do everything for you all the time. Get out of here brat." Trunks scramble away not wanting to face his father's wrath.
"Why Vegeta. I think that's the most words you've spoken to you son, ever. Wow. You've changed." Bulma told him
"No I haven't so lay off." Vegeta said walking back to the bathroom.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked.
"What woman?" Vegeta said turning around.
"Am I forgiven?"
Vegeta paused for a moment before answering. "Yes woman you are." And he walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Bulma smiled and lay back and closed her eyes. She had almost gone back to sleep when she heard Vegeta burst out of the bathroom with superhuman speed.
Bulma's eyes flew open in alarm and she sat up. "Vegeta?" she yelled after the Saiyan as he practically flew down the stairs. "What the hell?" Bulma said aloud. Then smelled it. Smoke. It floated up the stairs and into her room.
"Oh Kami! Vegeta what's on fire?" Bulma called crawling towards the end of the bed. "Vegeta!" she called again. No answer. "Oh I hate not being able to walk."
"Help!" a voice called from downstairs. Bulma knew it was Trunks. Now she could move.
"Trunks I'm coming baby hold on!" Bulma got out of the bed and limped over to the door. She finally made it to the staircase and hopped down each step. "Ouch!" Bulma bit her lip as she put too much pressure on her ankle.
Smoke was wafting up the stairs. When Bulma got to the kitchen she could barely see anything. She turned her head away from the smoke and looked into the living room. Bulma noticed that her favorite wool blanket was gone.
"Vegeta?" she screamed as the smoke cleared.
"What woman?" He answered her. Vegeta was in the center of the kitchen holding up the charred remains of what looked like a wool blanket.
"Vegeta tell me you didn't." Bulma asked in disbelief.
Just then Trunks ran to his mother and hugged her leg causing her to fall back into the wall. "Mom! I am so sorry!" Little Trunks looked up into his beautiful mother's face. Their eyes were identical and Bulma couldn't help but smile.
"It's the brat's fault woman!" Vegeta said to her as he threw down the blanket and went to train.
"Trunks." Bulma pulled him from her legs. "What happened?"
Trunks looked down and replied, "I love you Mommy!"
"I love you won't get you out of this one." She told him trying to hide her smile.
"Yes it will." Trunks said.
Bulma hobbled over to the kitchen table and sat down. "What happened Trunks?"
"Do you want the truth?" the little boy asked.
"Yes Trunks, I want the truth."
"Are you sure?" Trunks asked with a skeptical look on his face.
"Trunks!" Bulma said to him in a warning tone meaning 'come out and say it or deal with your father.'
"Okay, I was trying to make you breakfast and the oven caught fire. I tried to put it out! I put water on it but it only got bigger. Then dad used your blanket." Trunks stopped not knowing what to say next.
"He didn't!" Bulma stood up. "My grandmother gave me that! Ah!" Bulma screamed as she sat back down again. Her ankle hurt so bad.
"Vegeta! Get in here!" Bulma screamed. Trunks cover his ears.
"What woman?" Vegeta called from upstairs where he was changing his clothes.
"Get down here!" Bulma yelled again.
"Hold on." A couple minutes later Vegeta came walking down the stairs.
Bulma stood up again and winced as a pain shot up her leg. Vegeta pushed her back into the chair. "What do you need woman?" Vegeta asked.
"An explanation." Bulma retorted, her eyes full of anger.
"An explanation for what?" He asked her. Trunks ran out the backdoor.
"How about you tell me why you used my blanket to put out the fire Trunks started." Bulma said.
Vegeta smirked. "What would you have me do? Let the boy burn alive?"
"Well, no but-"
"Then stop complaining. I was actually thinking of someone other than myself." Vegeta told her still smirking.
"Hey your right!" Bulma said smiling.
"Now if you don't mind I have to go train." He started toward the door but stopped when he heard Bulma speak.
"Vegeta?"
"Yes?"
"Could you help me back upstairs?"
Vegeta sighed and grunted a yes. He picked her up. With one arm under her legs and another supporting her back Vegeta walked up the stairs to their room.
Vegeta laid Bulma on the bed and pulled the covers over her. He was about to leave when. Yet again. She spoke.
"Vegeta do you love me?" Bulma asked.
Vegeta turned around and opened his mouth to speak but no sound came out. Of course he loved her. But could he say it?
Vegeta finally got his voice back. "Woman, you're forgiven. Let's just leave it there."
Bulma's gaze fell downwards and she felt like she could cry. Then Vegeta was at her side. He put a finger under her chin and made her look at him.
All of a sudden Vegeta crushed his lips against hers in the most passionate kiss she had ever had.
"Oh Vegeta!" Bulma said when he pulled away and got up.
"I expect you to be up and walking around in three days. I get hungry you know." Then Vegeta walked out.
Bulma lay back on the pillows and giggled. "Oh Vegeta! I love you!" she screamed as loud as she could.
Vegeta who was walking down the stairs heard this and said softly, "I love you too woman."
THE END!
I hoped you liked it. Look for my next fic Foolish Games. And Read the Possessive Prince please. I appreciate everyone who reviewed. Thanks!
Much love,
LILLIAN ROSE!
