Sands Of Time
Chappie 30
Forgiveness
By
Bulma
R: -comes shaking in fear- Oh….my….god…..
T: Did we learn yet another lesson?
R: y-yes….-starts crying-
T: -sigh- Peeps read and review while I go and take care of this moron.
Bulma laid in her bed. From the emotional attack on her body, it wore her out to where she was gone for hours. Bulma curled up more so into the pillows. WAIT! PILLOWS! Bulma's panic kicked in as she shot up. She was in her capsule house room and something on her nightstand caught her eye. She couldn't believe it and with trembling hands, she delicately picked it up. It was a blue orb with 4 silver stars in the center of it. ("This can't be real…can it?") she asked herself.
She gazed at it carefully. It was a Dragonball…and yet again it wasn't. "How can this be?" she asked out loud. A sort of shifting in the chair behind her was Bulma's answer. Bulma jumped due to being startled. What she saw, defiantly surprised her. There was Vegeta, in the chair, sleeping soundlessly. Bulma felt like ice as she froze up. Her heart even skipped a few beats. She stared at him wide eyes and afraid. Just what was he doing here? Bulma, at this time, might be a good idea to get out of there before he had woken up to find her. She softly pulled the cover's off of her and put the Dragonball back. That's when she noticed she was wearing pajamas. ("Who changed me?") she questioned herself, even when she knew the answer.
"Oh gods. I need to get out of here." she whispered to herself. Bulma reached for the doorknob, but a pair of arms and tail snaked around her waist. Bulma let out a shriek, but was only silenced by Vegeta with a worshiping, needful, lustful, 'you are my goddess' despiteful and worshiping kiss as Bulma was wrapped within his embrace. Bulma had no time to fight as she was lost within the kiss and embraced it with open arms.
As they pulled apart, Bulma stared at Vegeta very confused. Her eyes were with concern and worry. "Why? Why are you doing this after everything you have said and done?" she asked. "Woman…Bulma, I have done many mistakes in my life. If you will have me…will you…" he never finished as Bulma kissed him. This time around it was Vegeta who was in shock. He wasn't expecting her to take him back, much less kiss him again.
But who fucking cares, she was his and only his. "Vegeta, you must promise me you will never hurt me ever again. Do you promise?" "Bulma…you are my mate and I am a man of honor. I may not be the most devoted husband or the most loving Father," he placed a hand on her belly and looked deep into her eyes. "But I promise you this, I will stay by your side and worship every inch of your being and I will guide and help make our son to be his own person and I will be with you both for as long as I shall breath air…This I swear on my blood as a Saiyan Prince, your mate, and the Father of our Brat." Vegeta stated with fire in his eyes.
So many emotions Bulma recognized in his ebony eyes. She saw pieces of him no one would ever see and Bulma cherished it deeply and she would be damned to betray that trust he was building with her. Bulma let out the kindest of smiles and pulled him more into her embrace. "Vegeta…stay with me forever." "Woman, you couldn't prevent me from staying away from you forever. You are mine as I am yours. It is evident in the marks. You are my Mate." he whispered stroking her hair.
Bulma pulled from him slightly. "Marks?" she asked confused. "Woman, do you remember the bite marks on your neck?" Vegeta asked Bulma. Bulma thought back and slowly remembered. "Yes…" "Woman, when Saiyans become mates, they mark each other as so to show they belong to each other and no other and that no other can have them. It will never go away, even in death. We are mated for life. No other man can touch or be with you, they will never satisfy you the way I do. The same way with me." About a million and one questions passed through Bulma's mind in that moment. "Vegeta, what happened to me? How are you here? Why is your tail back?" she blurted out.
Vegeta let out a chuckle. "Sit down Woman and I shall explain everything." he replied as he took her and sat her on his lap in the bed. "To answer your question, when pregnant Saiyan women or women impregnated with Saiyan offspring become emotional from stress, your emotions wear on the Brat. It gathers energy in the Brat and one day it'll be too much and it will all overcome the Brat, sending the Brat to involuntary powering up. If you do not cure the Mother to calm the Brat down, they will both die from 'excess energy'" Vegeta explained.
"What's the cure?" asked Bulma with her keen curiosity got the better of her. "Me." Vegeta smirked. "Nani?" Bulma asked more confused. "Only the Father can take care of it. He will transfer the Brat's excess energy onto his own, evidently this will increase the Father's energy." Vegeta explained. "So how did you find us?" Bulma asked "The Brat sensed you were in distress and went to get me and because of the energy I got my tail back." At that moment, his tail wrapped protectively around her waist and Bulma looked upon it and gently stroked it.
This sent waves of pleasure shivers up and down Vegeta's spine and he as well felt a tingling sensation down in his toes. Just the mere touch of her hands, sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body as he turned to putty. Bulma let out a kiss and Vegeta returned it with another one of his heartfelt kisses. As they pulled, Bulma once again felt lightheaded. "Y-you gotta quit doin that." she said weakly and turned to fits of giggles. Vegeta smirked at the power he have over the lil' female.
"Well continue with the story." Bulma replied as she gain control of herself. "So the Brat and I put you in the Capsule house with his Mate-in-courting and Brat. We went on search for the Dragonball. As it turns out, we talked to the inhabitants of this planet. There is a legend of the 7 blue silver star orbs. Apparently all over the universe, they have them and the Dragon will grant 5 wishes." Vegeta explained to her. "Does this mean…?" "Yes Woman, there is hope for you and me and most importantly the universe."
Bulma's smiled widened and hugged him as she softly sobbed onto his shoulder. She was so happy. Things have finally changed and she was with the man of her dreams. Vegeta pulled her from him and with his thumb wiped away the tears. "Woman…why are you crying?" he asked confused at her actions. "I'm so happy! I'm so happy despite everything! Thank you so much! I'm just so happy!" she said hugging him and just being with him.
"Bulma," he said softly after several moments of holding her. "Ne?" she asked exhaughted and she laid on him. " I have something I must show you." Bulma looked at him confused. "Nani? What is it?" she asked. Vegeta picked her up from his lap and laid her fully onto the bed. Bulma tried to sit up and Vegeta kept her in place. "Lay still Woman. This will not hurt, I promise." he gently slid a hand under her shirt and rested it fully on her abdomen. He closed his eyes and focused on his son's ki. He slowly began to open the parental bond between parents and child. With a tiny flicker of ki energy, Bulma and Vegeta heard the tiniest and sweetest of all voices make itself known in their minds.
("When the fuck is Mom gonna eat! I'm hungry!") Bulma stared at Vegeta shocked. She wasn't exactly sure what she was hearing. "Ve-Vegeta, what did you do?" Bulma asked, panic filled her. Vegeta, on the other hand, remained calm. "That is our son." "Vegeta, what do you mean that is our son?" ("Woman, I can sense and read your thoughts as well as you can with mine. It's through he bond we have created with we both had taken each other as Mates. And as well we now can talk to our Brat.")
Bulma heard his voice in her mind, yet his lips weren't moving. ("I must be going crazy!") "Your not crazy woman. It's one of the signs we are fully Mates and completely bonded." Vegeta argued "So I'm not crazy?" Vegeta smirked. "Your crazy Woman. But this situation is not crazy." Bulma hit him playfully in the arm. "No one likes a smart ass." she smiled. She placed a hand about his own on her tummy.
("So you finally contacted me. Great, can you go get me some food Mommy? I'm hungry!") came the demanding voice of the child. ("Um…sure I guess.") Bulma replied hesitantly. She wasn't sure of what to make of this. ("Mom, as soon as you and Dad are doing talking, come get me because I have dinner ready.") came a new voice into the conversation. Bulma recognized this voice as her future son. "Trunks too?" she asked Vegeta bewildered. "Yes Woman. He is, after all, our son." Vegeta smirked.
"This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Bulma said weakly as she closed her eyes. ("Oh no you don't Mommy! I'm hungry now!") demanded the small voice in her mind. ("Well I'm coming Mini-me.") came Trunks' reply. Within seconds the door to the room opened and Trunks appeared with some food, well actually a cart full of food. "Enjoy guy. As soon as your done, come on out. There are some things we all need to discuss." Trunks instructed.
Then he left his parents to eat. Yes, much needed to be discussed. They needed to come to a decision of what they are going to do. Bulma and Vegeta ate their fill as Bulma changed into punk ass shirt and pants with matching boots. They headed out to the dining room where Karara was on the floor playing a videogame while Venux and Trunks were in conversation.
They noticed Bulma and Vegeta enter the room and they smiled. Bulma brought in the Dragonball an sat it at the table. Then she, along with Vegeta, took a seat. "So…we have 2 choices. We search for the Dragonballs and wish for our homes back, or we find a new planet to live on and we live our lives there. Which is it gonna be? Because whatever we choose, we need to choose quickly so we can do whatever were gonna do as soon as possible." Bulma pointed out as she looked around the group.
"Mom, this is your ship and you are my Mother. Whatever you choose, me and my family will follow you." Trunks smiled at her. Bulma returned the smile with one of her own. "And I must go as well Woman. You are my Mate and after all, carrying my Brat." Vegeta smirked. "So Mom, the choice is up to you. What do you want to do?" asked Trunks. All eyes were on her now.
Bulma closed her eyes and pondered on this for several moments. As soon as she opened her eyes she knew her answer. "Let's go gather those Dragonballs!" she exclaimed excitedly.
B: Looks like we's goin on some Dragonball huntin'!
T: Sounds fun!
B: Should I continue?
T: Hells yeah!
DC: Trunks finally let me out on one condition. I don't cause anymore problems. So peeps, I don't own DB/Z/GT! So piss off!
C'ya
Bulma
PS MOMENT OF ZEN!
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