Sands Of Time

Chappie 47

I Choose Bulma

By

Bulma

T: Well Recap is still passed out. So Dad is forced to do things he didn't want to do last chappie and I had a lil' bit of a chat with Venux's Dad. So it's all good. Read and Review people!

Nighttime!-

Vegeta-sei!-

Vegeta was pacing in his room. Fury consumed him as he started punching walls. He was so angry. How could his Father and people defy him so? How could they force him to choose between his rightful birthright and his Mate? What the hell was he going to do? Vegeta fell upon his bed and stared up at his ceiling of his newly acquired room. His thoughts full and yet the bed felt so comfy. And slowly he drifted off to sleep.

Next Day!-

Vegeta woke up bright and early to go train at the crack of dawn. Of all the times his beloved GR was with him, he wished he had it there the most. Something, anything to remind him of the Woman. Gods, he missed her dearly. Sadly enough before he could get enough to even consider a warm-up, he was summoned by his Father. As he entered the room, his Father was there with his royal advisors and 30 of THE gorgeous women on the planet.

"Welcome my Son! I believe you know why I sent for you so early morning." his Father beamed with pride. Vegeta rolled his eyes at his Father's ignorance. Yes, these women were beyond beautiful and sleek with muscles, and so Saiyan like. Yes, these women would make him a very happy, satisfied man, but they would make him feel complete. They would never make him smile the way Bulma always did. They would never make him feel that adrenaline rush he felt when he and his Mate were in one of their verbal sparring matches. These women could never satisfy him the way Bulma always have, never fill him the way his Woman, his Mate, his Bulma have done. Bulma had truly ruined him of any kind of pleasures in life.

Without her by his side, the universe seemed dull and denied him any form of life. It was sad really. Met his match, only to find she was not accepted by his people and to having to be pulled apart from her was quiet cruel. "Sire, we need you to choose your Mate for the ceremony tonight." the head advisor told him. "Tonight?" Vegeta questioned. "Yes son, tonight. The sooner we get you a new Mate, the sooner you can rule as King with the right Mate and rightful heir." his Father told him. Vegeta let out a sigh. Everything was moving so fast for him. Where was he to begin? "I don't care who I mate with. You know my tastes. Pick whomever. My life was over before it began anyway." he said defeated.

Everyone looked at him in surprised. Just how much did this weakling effect their mighty and strong Prince? "Fine then. Leave. You shall be crowned King tonight and I suggest you prepare yourself for your duties." King Vegeta sneered. "Whatever old man." Vegeta seethed. He turned on his heel and headed out to go retrieve some food. He needed some time alone today. After all, he would be spending the rest of his life in a prison of gold and silver.

That Evening!-

Vegeta was dressed in his royal attire. It seemed in only a few short hours, he would be a Mated Man…again. He had not even a hint of indication of how his new Mate would be, nor did he fucking care. He felt dirty and angered with himself. He was a man of honor and pride. He was doing this for his kingdom. Then why did he feel that he was betraying himself? ("You know this is wrong stupid!") the inner voice yelled at him. Vegeta groaned as he banged his head on the wall. "I'm a fucking Super Saiyan and I still can't defy my Father! STUPID! -bang head!- STUPID! -bang head!- STUPID! -band head!-" He yelled at himself.

A knock at the door stopped the beating of thyself in a mid-punch. Vegeta dropped his hand and opened the door. An alter boy stood before him, shivering in fear at the Saiyan Prince before him. "What do you want Boy?" Vegeta smirked cruelly. "You…I…we are ready for you." the boy stuttered. Vegeta let out a groan. Punching the wall and walked to the crowning/mating ceremony to begin.

Vegeta entered the platform where the Priest, his parents, and what he assumed to be his Future Mate-to-be awaited for him. "Let's get this over with." Vegeta said in his not so happy/cheerful tone of voice. The future Mate paled as she felt the feeling that this Mating relationship would only end in blood, sweat, and tears. The Priest cleared his throat and told the 2 to face each other and take each other's hand in the other. Then he instructed the parents to put the grown/tiara upon their heads. Then he proceeded to address the vows in their native tongue.

"Tajuna, as Princess and Mate to Prince Vegeta, to honorably swear upon your pure nobility blood to put the Kingdom and the Saiyan race before your own life. Do you state your loyalty to the Prince and promise to bring forth a powerful heir to continue the native Saiyan traditions and custom ways of our people. Honor our Pride as a Saiyan until death claims you and you part from this world to the next?" asked the Priest to the female Saiyan named Tajuna, which meant Moonflower. She was a very unique Saiyan female and was well as beautiful. Beautiful dark purple locks that fell to the middle of her sleek, perfect back. Gorgeous midnight blue eyes. A sleek, yet feminine muscular body. She smelled of violets on a mid summer day. Not at all like lavender for Bulma. She was beautiful, elegant, perfect, and flawless in everyway possible. Yet Vegeta found one flaw. She was not Bulma.

"I do promise and swear on my blood to uphold tradition and keep the old ways. I do agree to be loyal, prideful, and selfless to the Kingdom and to my Mate." Tajuna looked at Vegeta deeply into his eyes. But all she saw was a cold, icicy walls. She inwardly shivered. He was so cold. Perhaps making him choose things against his will was not the smartest idea to do. But this had to be done. She felt sympathetic. He was ruined.

"Do you Prince Vegeta do you…" "VEGETA! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ARE DOING!" yelled a voice from amongst the crowd of Saiyans. "Who said that! Speak up! I demanded to know who disrespected this ceremony!" King Vegeta yelled out, outraged that someone would interrupt the ceremony. In the middle of the seated crow. "I did!" stood a very pregnant, blue haired, sky blue eyed, shaking from rage Earthling Female with her posse backing her up.

"Woman?" Vegeta whispered surprised. "Get out of here before I kill you!" King Vegeta threatened. Bulma didn't bother to listen as her eyes were glaring daggers at Vegeta. "YOU SON OF A BITCH! I LEAVE YOU FOR ALMOST 3 DAYS AND YOUR OFF MARRING SOME BITCH! HOW DO YOU WORK VEGETA! HERE I AM GOING THROUGH A PREGNANCY FROM HELL! MY PARENTS HATE MY GUTS, I TRAVELED ALL OVER THE FUCKING COSMOS TO FUCKING SEE YOU AGAIN AND HERE YOU ARE ABOUT TO GET MARRIED! SO WHAT AM I TO YOU! A FUCKING BOOTY CALL! A FREE TICKET TO GET YOUR HOME BACK, HUH! DO YOU KNOW WHAT PAIN I HAD TO GO THROUGH TO SEE YOU! YOUR SON IS KICKING MY ASS BECAUSE HE MISSES YOU AND I COME TO FIND THIS! I FUCKING HATE YOU VEGETA! STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Bulma bellowed.

Everyone held their breath. Not a sound could be heard from miles, except the angered huffs of breath from Bulma. No one, and I mean no one, has ever talked to Vegeta in that manner in public and if they have, they never lives long enough to talk about it. "Woman, you need to calm down before you put the Mini-Brat through distress." Vegeta replied amused as he advanced on her. He was so damn glad she was here with him. It would make up to her somehow. Right now he needed her in his arms as he pulled from the platform and headed straight for her. Everyone parted so he could get through. " WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" Vegeta pulled a very pissed off Bulma to his embrace. "I am your Mate, that is who." Before she could protest, Vegeta pulled her into a lip locking frenzy.

Bulma for a split second relished in the kiss tears began to fall down her face. She needed him and from what she could tell he needed her too. Everyone could not believe their ears. Who was this person? Why did their Prince called her his Mate and kissing her none the less, when she should be a smoking corpse on the ground? So many questions, even more confusing than the questions before, went through the Saiyan race's minds. "BRAT! ENOUGH OF THIS NONSENSE!" King Vegeta bellowed. Vegeta pulled from Bulma and gazed at his enraged Father. "Old man, I choose Bulma. You can run your own damn planet without me! I quit being your son!" Vegeta smirked. Vegeta then turned to the group on the sidelines as well. "Brat, take us out of here, now!" "You got it Dad!" a ripple wave of shock came from the crowd and Trunks grabbed everyone as they got the fuck outta there from the baffled Saiyan race.

B: Ah another chappie done! Not too many to go after this!

Ve: Nice Job Bulma! Now continue!

B; You got it V!

DC: That is it! I don't own DB/Z/GT! Can I go now?

A: Sure

DC: Really?

A: No, I'm shittin' you. Keep massaging!

DC: Fuck!

C'ya

Bulma

Donkey: E; E is for pants!

Hamster: G is for GREEN! -red ball, fire truck, stop sign, Bruce Willis!-

Cat: XXX is for Porno…and beer!

Puppy: THIS IS MY PEE PEE PLACE! (Awww yeah!)

Bunny: Hey, where is my former self? Did I fucking die again? God fucking damn!

-Retarded Animal Babies!

Matt Say: What the hell was that shit?

PSS: Here is the song you should listen to if you should read this chappie!

Here You Me

There's no one in town I know
You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that.
I thought I might get one more chance.
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
So what would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
And if you were with me tonight,
I'd sing to you just one more time.
A song for a heart so big,
god wouldn't let it live.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
May angels lead you in.