Sands Of Time

Chappie 17

Regret

By

Bulma

B: It's been 3 days and he's still sleeping!

T: Zzzzzz

B:-shrugs- Well guys I'm getting lazy again. So continue to read on. It's all good.

Cooler!-

The tyrant began to be in the scientific part of his ship more and more. He wanted to ensure everything would go according to plan. He wanted no mess up this time around and he was going to ensure that things would continue to progress the way they were supposed to or there would be a few pieces of hell he was going to unleash.

Cooler overlooked a nervous scientist as he breathed down the poor thing's neck. The scientist was so scared. If he made even one mess up and his life would end right there. "Sire." came the voice of the head scientist to the poor creature's rescue. "Please, if you continue to harass my team then it will make the work twice as long." he pointed out. "You should learn your place slave!" Cooler sneered as he stood his full height and toward over the head scientist.

But the head scientist stood his ground. Cooler knew he had a point and did take that into consideration. But he rather die then tell the scientist that. So he decided to ask some questions that needed to be answered. "How long will they reach Nameke?" "1 week sire. We shall arrive there in only a few short days." the scientist replied. "Then I shall give you your new orders. Find any and all weaknesses they have and prepare everything. I need and I shall leave you and your crew of pathetic scientists to their vainful efforts to please me."

"It shall be as you ordered." came the scientist's reply. Cooler smiled. "Good. That is exactly what I wanted to hear. Because if it had been anything less than what I expect, it shall be your ass." "I will keep that in mind, sire." the scientist. He continued to not be threatened by how Cooler was trying to intimidate him. Cooler nodded as he turned and headed outside the ship's labs.

Bulma/Vegeta!-

Much Much Later!-

Bulma slowly opened her eyes. She peered at her sleeping partner under her. She gazed upon his godlike features as she lifter her head off his bare chest. For once in her life, she saw him truly looked at peace. He was so…calm. How could something so evil, so horrible, be so kind and gentle. She showed her compassion. He showed her kindness. He showed her…could it have been…love?

Bulma looked down upon his chest as she, with her fingers traced his battle scars. A sadden expression traced her features. He looked like he had been through hell. There were so many all over his body. How is it that he had endures do much and still be the way he was, alive and still surviving? Bulma sighed as she laid upon his chest once more and closed her eyes. Maybe her and Vegeta were meant to be together? A small smile graced her lips.

("Well I'll be damned. Trunks was right. We did fall in love. (T: Told you! B:Shh!) I just hope I am not pregnant. I mean it was only one night.") Bulma thoughts were disturbed as she felt Vegeta stir. Bulma opened her eyes and gazed upon him.

Vegeta's eyes snapped open. He had been awake from sometime now. But he didn't let Bulma acknowledge his sense of awakening. He simply wanted to observe her this morning. But then the unthinkable happened. This is what scared the shit outta him. He heard Bulma's thoughts in his mind and did not like what he heard. He heard pity, sympathy,…love even? Then the subject of the result of their coupling and the mentioning of the Brat, made him realize he had made a terrible mistake last night.

Of course Bulma had no idea of the burden she would receive on her all ready heavy heart. "Morning Geta." Bulma smiled warmly at him. But Vegeta's returned expression was none to kind. He scowled at her and abruptly sat up. Bulma sat up next to him and wrapped the blankets around her. "Is everything all right?" she asked confused as to why he turned from being affectingly warm to cold as ice to her. What had she done wrong? Vegeta looked at her sternly. Then without warning he grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her hair back to reveal on the right part of her neck.

What he came to see shocked him to the very center of his core. Two swollen bite marks. "KUSO!" he cried out half in anger and shock. How could he have let this happen! Vegeta then looked p at his reflection in the mirror canopy and came to the horror of a pair of his own bite marks on his neck as well. With this realization, he roughly shoved Bulma away from him like a terrible disease and began to get dressed.

Bulma stared at him in shock. Just what the hell was going on! "Vegeta…" Big mistake. Vegeta gave her a glare that would even send the toughest son of a bitch in hell to whimper like an abused animal. Bulma shrunk back in fear. He was never like this to her and this was scary. He was unpredictable and Kami only knows what he will do.

"You stupid whore! Do you realized what you have done!" Vegeta lashed out at her. Bulma stared at him with large, frightened orbs. This could not be the same Vegeta that was caring for her last night. "Woman, stay the fuck away from me! You were nothing more than a 'booty call' as you human's call it. If you come near me or tell anyone about this, I will blow this entire ship up and I won't give a fuck who I take with me."

Tears welled in Bulma's eyes. Why was this happening to her? He used her… it was like being with Yamcha all over again. Only this time, she gave the murdering bastard something she could never get back. Bulma cast her eyes away from him. "Vegeta…what have I done wrong?" she dared to ask. Her voice was shaky and she felt so…used.

Vegeta sneered at her mournful form. "Woman, you have done everything. You are nothing more than a stupid whore. Just be glad I was the one to sink so low as to lay with you, because I assure you that it won't happen again." Vegeta stated cruelly Tears fell from Bulma's eyes, yet she made no attempt to wipe them away. How could he be so cold to her? Then before she could ponder anymore, he threw open the door and let Bulma to her own sorrow. But before Vegeta left, he turned and sneered at her once more. "And who would love a dirty, diseased thing like you?"

If Bulma had not been so sadden and ashamed, she would have slapped him. Then she could hear him laughing all the way back to his room. Bulma hugged her knees to her chest and softly sobbed into her arms. How could he have done this to her? This was no the same person. What has she done? Meanwhile out in the kitchen, Trunks and Venux heard the whole thing. Trunks couldn't decide if he was pissed or sadden. What Vegeta did to his Mother was down right cowardly. He made up mind in the end though, he would put and end to this and have a long awaited conversation with his Father.

T: THAT BASTARD! I'L L KILL HIM!

B: Tr-Trunks, it's just a story

V: -shrugs- Stupid Brat

T: YOUR DEAD! -lunges at V. B stops him.-

B: TRUNKS CALM DOWN RIGHT NOW!

T: FIX! STORY! NOW!

B: I'll do it if you promise not to hurt Vegeta.

T: Err……Fine! -B turns back and t tackles v

B: Oh boy….

DC: Well I'm out of the hospital and planning on new scheme to own DB/Z/GT

B: Never gonna happen

DC: What do you know you stupid bi…

T: Say it and I'll kill you right now you fucker!

DC: -gulp- Ri-right. Well don't own DB/Z/GT

B/T: Never

DC: Fine

C'ya

Bulma

PS MOMENT OF ZEN!

And you know, the world is a much better place with you in it.

Matt Say: Hmmm okay.