Halloween Chapter 4

By ArchAngelStar

Vegeta shut the door behind him with his hip, breaking the kiss. He settled her slowly onto the floor and stepped back, his back pressing lightly against the wooden door behind him. Bulma smiled and reached up unclasping the jewel that held his cape to his collarbone. The jewel was the same color as his eyes when he was a super saiyan, and was imprinted with a large Japanese V with a B in front of it. She smiled as the cape slide off his broad powerful shoulders to land in a flowing heap on the floor at his feet. His shirt was a formfitting black muscle shirt that made Bulma's knees weak because it was as if he didn't have a shirt on at all. His pants were tight at the hips but lose from there down leaving his legs to be imagined. He wore his normal white warrior boots, but his gloves were black. She slipped her arms around his neck and unfastened the medallion that he wore. He had said sometime ago that his father had given it to his when Freeza took him away, saying that if anything happened to him that Vegeta's place was to put it on and rule over the saiyans and the rest of the universe. Vegeta had indeed donned the necklace but only this one night. The rest of the time he had it tucked away in the top drawer of his dresser, wrapped in only the finest silk.

Vegeta's hands ran lightly over her hair, taking the small crown with him. Her tail didn't stop waving gently though, which took Bulma by surprise.

"You wore it long enough that the tail has taken root, giving you all control over it even without the crown," Vegeta whispered gently dropping the crown to the ground and his arms to his sides. Bulma looked at him, and smiled.

"You could have told me you know. Oh well," Bulma whispered picking the clothes up off the floor and throwing them into the hamper. After striping down to his boxers, Vegeta got into bed and closed his eyes. He could feel Bulma moving around the room, getting ready for bed as well.

Vegeta was half asleep by the time Bulma crawled into bed. She'd taken the belt, including the tail, off. She cuddled close to him, expecting him to pounce on her. He didn't. She pushed herself up on her arms and looked down at him. He had his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes closed, and his head sunk deep into the goose down pillow under it.

"Vegeta?" Bulma whispered, looking at him. When he didn't move she leaned down close to his ear and whispered, "Oh no you don't. You aren't getting off that easy." She nipped his ear before moving onto his chest. As she slide her hands over his shoulders and around his neck he opened his eyes half way and peered at her.

"Woman? What are you doing?" his voice was slow and slurred. He was tired, and not in the mood for guessing games.

"What do you think?" was her reply as she leaned down and kissed his neck. He moaned softly before he could stop himself. He was really tired and was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

"Not now women," Vegeta said rolling onto his side, dumping her back onto the bed. He rolled onto his back, then onto his other side, facing away from her.

"Vegeta..." Bulma whispered slowly, running her finger down his spine. He shivered, but grunted swatting her hand away. "You do this all the time! You get me all worked up then you reject me when I go for it! This is not something a loving boyfriend sho-" Bulma broke off her ranting at the knock on the door. Bulma got out of bed, growling, pulling a robe on and walked over to the door. She swung it open to reveal a very red Trunks. "Yes Trunks?"

Trunks leaned down and whispered something it her ear, making her turn red. She shrugged and turned away, "It's not like I'll be using any tonight." Bulma glared at Vegeta's back as she walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She dug around for a little bit before pulling out a foil package. She walked back over to Trunks and handed the package to him.

"Thanks Mom, and Dad, be nice okay? It is her birthday after all," before Vegeta could do anything Trunks had turned and walked back down the hallway toward his room. Bulma closed the door, walked back over to the bed and plopped down. She glared once more at Vegeta before an evil grin slid across her face. She pulled her robe off, and threw it onto the floor, flicking the blankets off of her. She'd show Vegeta what he was missing, and get what she wanted out of it at the same time. Pulling her knees up so her thighs where spread, she laid her hands on her throat, running her fingers lightly over the bite mark on her throat that Vegeta had left there before Trunks was conceived. Her hands slid slowly down her body, coming to a stop to cup her breasts. She rolled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger, they hardened, and a moan slipped from her lips as she pinched them lightly. Bulma closed her eyes and moaned again, this time a little louder as she slid her right hand down between her legs. Her fingers found her clit, drawing circles around it, not really touching it. Yet as she did this, she wished with all her heart, soul, and being that it was Vegeta's fingers that were doing it. As she pressed her index finger lightly onto her clit, and pinched her nipple again, a small cry was ripped from her lips.

At the sound of the cry, Vegeta finally let his curiosity get the better of him and he looked over he shoulder to see what all the fuss was about. What he saw through his half-lidded eyes made him gasp. His soon-to-be wife had one hand on her left breast and the other buried between her legs, her back arched, her eyes closed, her little lips open slightly as her breath came in small pants. As he watched, she amazed him even more as first one then two, and finally three of her fingers slid inside of her body, and an even louder cry was thrown from her lips. At that cry, Vegeta's felt the familiar tug at his groin, and the warmth flow through his body. He turned to her, and smirked, reaching out his hand and cupping her neglected breast, his thump running over the hard nipple. But before he could move closer to her, she grabbed his wrist with her left hand, her other coming to a stop and pushed his hand away.

"No, you didn't want to play, so you can't have any. You shouldn't even be watching, you said you were too tired. So roll back over and go back to sleep Vegeta, while I have fun," Bulma said with a teasing, but demanding tone. Vegeta rolled his eyes and slid closer to her, reaching for her again. But she pushed him away again, glaring at him, before she went back to doing what she had been doing.

"Woman," Vegeta growled, feeling his cock throb painfully. But Bulma ignored him, her heart thumping loudly in her chest as she was pushed over the edge. She arched her back again, this time screaming out a rather surprising word.

"VEGETA!" her scream rattled his ears, but he couldn't believe what she did next. When he tried to move over to lick her clean, she pushed him away, and got out of bed. He watched her go into the bathroom, only to come back out a little while later, still smelling aroused, but he knew that she'd cleaned herself up and was now just fine. She crawled into bed on her side, pulled the sheet up to her chin, facing away from him and with in minutes was fast asleep. Vegeta couldn't believe what she'd just done. She'd rejected him, and still got herself off. She made him want her so much that he throbbed. And then she turned him down. He just... then he saw what she'd done. He'd got her going, then turned her away, and with her little stunt, she'd done the same. Vegeta leaned closer to her, kissing her earlobe and whispering into it a soft few words.

"I'm sorry, and I love you Bulma," his words were lost to her sleep, but he rolled over and fell asleep a few minutes later.

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Bulma woke the next morning still roaring and ready to go. 'God, why does he have to be that way. It was my birthday,' her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed that he was still in bed. But he wasn't asleep, he was propped up on his elbow, looking down at her. She kept her eyes closed, faining sleep as he reached down and brushed her hair out of her face. She pushed into his touch when he ran his fingers down her cheek.

"You shouldn't try to fake sleep, I can hear your heartbeat is different, and so is you Ki," Vegeta whispered as he pressed his lips to the bite mark on her neck. She pressed back into his arms and moaned at the feelings ripping through her. She smiled as she felt him push her onto her back. "You got your foreplay last night," were his only words as he pulled himself on top of her. He kissed her, pulling her legs around his waist. He'd stripped out of his boxers when he woke up a while ago, to go to the bathroom. So there were no barriers between them. Both of them let out a loud groan as their bodies joined. It was perfect, as it always was. The feeling was too much as he moved above her. Vegeta caught Bulma's eyes with his, and knew that if he was taken from this world, he'd miss her more than anything.

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Vegeta sighed as he finally withdrew himself from Bulma, flopping down on the bed next to her. It was hours later, and he was more then a little hungry.

"Women."

"What?"

"Food."

"No"

"Now"

"I said no. You expect me to take something like that and then get right up and go and make you something to eat?" Bulma snarled, looking over at him.

"Yes," Vegeta answered, still not using complete sentences.

"I think not," Bulma sighed out, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep. Vegeta snickered a little, forcing himself to sit up. He swung his feet over the edge of the bed and pushed himself to his feet. He wobbled a little, glad no one was in sight to see him do so, and walked to the dresser, pulling out some clothes and pulling them on with some slight trouble. Glancing back over his shoulder a last time, Vegeta looked Bulma's naked form over, sighing and walking out of the door. He headed out to do some training.

He had been at it for about a half an hour, his focus gone the whole time, his mind on Bulma, when the blast he'd sent toward the training bot was reflected back at him. He shot another one at it, trying to nullify it. It didn't work. The next thing he knew, the world around him had erupted in flame and pain.

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Bulma work with a scream as pain shot from her head all the way to her toes. She panted, and gritted her teeth, trying to make the pain go away. It faded some what and she was able to open her eyes. What she saw made her gasp, both in pain and in shock. A very large gash was appearing on her stomach, bruises down her legs, and what felt like another large gash on her back. Her world was just starting to turn red, the blood from the open wound on her forehead, when the door to her room was flung open and Videl ran into the room. She'd heard Bulma's scream and was the only one who wasn't already trying to get Vegeta out of the remainder of the Gravity Room.

"Oh god! Vegeta!" Bulma cried, knowing suddenly that he was hurt. She went to get up, but her legs gave out on her and she ended up on her face on the floor, passed out. Videl ran to her, and had almost reached her when the doors to the balcony flew open and Vegeta came running into the room. Every bruise and wound that was on Bulma, was on Vegeta as well. He went to her and dropped to his knees, pulling her limp form into his arms. With a silent sob, he buried his face into her hair.

"Trunks! Get a Regen tank ready! Your mother and father are hurt! Hurry!" Videl yelled running out onto the balcony. Trunks nodded and rushed back into the house. "Vegeta, can you get her down to the Med. Wing? Trunks is getting a Regen tank ready right now," Videl's question got a nod from Vegeta and he slowly got to his feet.

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*Look what I've done? I've… I could have killed her. I can't stop training, but… with the bond now complete, if I kill myself she dies as well, and the Dragon can't bring her back because he'd have to bring me back. I knew I shouldn't have bonded with her. I knew that if it completed she'd be life bound to me… But if I stop training so hard… but a little injury for me can be fatal for her… wait… When the Lifeholder dies, all die, and at no other time. That means… as long as I stay alive she'll stay alive… but… I myself was pretty damn close to dieing today… what am I going to do? How do I save my beautiful Bulma?* Vegeta's thoughts had been repeating themselves over and over and over again, for the past two hours. He was flouting in the Regen tank, Bulma wrapped in his arms, still passed out. He was so worried. He didn't know what to do. That feeling, the feeling of being out of control was killing him. What was he going to do?

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"Bulma, I know this is going to come as a shock to you, and it'll most likely make you want to die, but please… understand. The bond is complete, we're life bound now. If I die, you will. And I can't have that happening. I love you too much. I'm going to leave for a little while, to get my thoughts straight and try and figure away around this. Please don't come looking for me. I'll be back soon," Vegeta read the note to himself, before hanging his head. Glancing up he looked into the sleeping face of his angel. Smiling gently he leaned forward and kissed her cheek. Laying the note on his pillow, the rose that he'd picked next to it, as well as the only picture he could find of himself in the house, he turned and left the room.

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Trunks was turning to go find his mother when he saw that she was standing in the doorway from the back yard.

"His camping stuff's gone, he's gone. He could be anywhere. I can't.... I can't believe he'd leave me, he... left... me..." Bulma whispered, before sliding down the wall, tears doing the same to her face, the note clutched in her hand. Trunks ran to her, taking her up in his arms and holding her. He knew right away who she was talking about. His father, Vegeta had left them. And Trunks couldn't leave his mother long enough to go and find him and bring him back. If he did, he knew his mother would fall apart.

AN: More? You know what to do. Hope you guys like what I've done with this one. Don't you all just 'love' sad endings? Did you know I've been working on this chapter for a little under a year. I couldn't make it work right, then I kept changing it, and all that other good stuff. Well, sorry it's a little late. But here ya go.