-1Arms Of The Angel
Chappie 26
Against Wills
By
Bulma
-Morning!-
-Bulma!-
Bulma barely had gotten any sleep. She was so infuriated with the Prince. How dare he go back on their deal! Future history or not, she had no desire to be with this man, who was incapable to love. She seethed all night. It wasn't until 3 in the morning that Bulma had been venting all her rage and Trunks receiving it through the bond, that enough was enough and he needed to talk some sense into her so at least they both could get some sleep.
Bulma tossed and turned in her covers, muttering obscenities aimed at the Prince. Hot tears fell upon her cheeks as she hit the pillow as if it were the selfish man himself. "Mom, could you please put aside your angered feelings for Dad, so we both can get some sleep?" a voice in the shadows spoke. Bulma shot straight up in the air brought the blankets with her. "W-Who's there?" Trunks stepped closer and sat in the chair. The dimly lit lights from outside shown through the windows, illuminating her son. "Trunks? Kami, you scared me! I thought you were…" "Dad?" He spoke.
Bulma turned from him and wiped her eyes. "Trunks, what are you doing here? It's the middle of the night for Kami's sake!" "Well, I would be sleeping, but a certain Mother of mine is sending me angry emotions, therefore I'm finding it rather hard to sleep." Trunks amusly looked at the angered, but funny looking Woman before him. "You can feel my emotions?" she asked. "And your pain as well. They don't call this a bond for nothing you know." he smiled. Trunks stood and took a seat on the bed and Bulma rested against the pillows and the blanket securely around her.
"So Mom, either I prod into your mind or you spill on what is going on between you and Dad that has made you so upset?" he asked; not beating around the bush. "Trunks, it's late, and you should be sleeping." Bulma tried reasoning. "And how can I when I have an upset Mother who's emotions are too pissed off Might as well talk to me about it so you can feel better and we can both get some shut eye." "Trunks…it's none of your concern first off. Besides, you are too young to understand personal matters such as this." "Oh really?" Trunks raised and eyebrow at this challenge.
"Don't bullshit me, I know your mad at Dad because he wants you to be his mate and you feel he doesn't love you the way you do for him. You're also angry at the fact that he is keeping you here and all your really want to do is go home and have your life return to normal. How far am I off?" Trunks smirked triumphantly as Bulma's mouth hung open, as she did not expect him to know practically her whole reasoning behind her anger at Prince Vegeta.
Bulma quickly tried to recover and shook her head. "No Trunks. You have it all completely wrong." "Don't bullshit me. You're lying to me. It's clearly written on your face." Bulma turned her head away from him. "Whatever…" "No, not 'whatever!' You need to stop acting like this and talk to me here." trunks told her. "What for? You can just read my mind and find out all the information you need." "Yes, but I'm giving you the option of telling me what's bothering you instead of me prying. It'll make you feel a whole lot better if you stop being a baby and talk to me." he told her.
"There is nothing to talk about…" "Oh sure there is. For example: Dad." "I don't want to discuss your Father with you." "Oh but I think you do. I can read it in your mind. You need to discuss your feelings about him." "I have no feelings for that man, and even if I did, which I do not, what good would it do? It's only one sided…" Bulma stated bitterly to the wall as she avoided Trunks' gaze. Trunks placed a comforting hand over her own that was clenched in her lap. "Mom, I know it hurts and I'm going to let you find out on your own about Dad. He's not what he seems to make people believe he is. But you need to talk to me here. I'm here to listen, all right?" "Trunks, I want to go home…" "I know you do and I know it is hard. But hang in there for just a little while longer." "But I'm so tired of being the strong one."
"Imagine how I feel. I'm the one seeing my parents go through turmoil hell because of me. I'm seeing my Father risk his throne and emotions over a Son who is only a 'Hybrid' in the eyes of his people. I'm seeing my Mother crying bitter tears of unfairness of my Father and the heartache of wanting to go home. I'm seeing both my parents regret me and wondering why I'm here. And all the while, I'm keeping a positive note, my bravest face, and for what? For hope, my parents will grow up and want me? I know what you're going through. What I am asking of is not an easy thing to ask anyone. It's unfair and cruel. I shouldn't ask you both to go through all of this just to have Baby-me and to love me the way I am right now, but I have to. I can understand if you both don't love me…but please, do this…" Trunks spoke softly.
Bulma gazed upon him as more tears, not bitter but tears of sadness and love, trickled down her face. She gripped her son in her warm, loving embrace. "Oh Trunks…" she whispered into his hair. " I could never, ever hate you." "I know Mom, I know."
-Later That Morning!-
Shortly after that moment with Mother and child, both went to bed. In the morning, Bulma was awaken by 2 high pitched
Screaming voices. Bulma groggily opened her eyes. "What the hell?" she mumbled. "BULMA! ANDREA IS ENGAGED!" Venux cried happily. Bulma focus was now on high alert. "NANI!" she screamed. "He asked me last night!" Andrea excitedly told Bulma. "This is wonderful! I'm so happy for you!" Bulma got out of the bed and hugged her Best Friend in a 'glomping' manner. "Yeah and when you get out of this prison, we are going to start planning it!" Venux cried. "This is going to be great!" Bulma squealed in delight.
-Vegeta!-
"You're resigning!" Vegeta cried. Vegeta was in the middle of his meeting with Dr. Briefs and Trunks, when Koji interrupted and flat out told Vegeta that he was going to quit being his Royal Guard. "Yes Sire, I am resigning." "Why? On what grounds!" "I wish to be mated Sire." "What! To whom!" Vegeta demanded. "To Bulma's friend, Andrea." "Are you sure of this?" "More than anything in my life. I love her with all my heart. She is everything to me. I want her as mine if that means I have to give up my rank, than so be it." Koji explained.
"I see…well, I can not permit this." Vegeta told him. "Sire, regardless if you accept this or not, my reasoning and decision, I could give less than a care in the world." "Fool, I'm going to change the laws! Apparently I want to keep you around. If there is anyone on this planet I trust, it's you. So you can be with that girl and keep your damn job. Is that understood."
"Sire, you truly mean it?" "Hai, now go. Tell your Woman." "Sire…this…I…Thank you!" Koji cried as he ran out of the room to find Andrea and tell her the wonderful news. Vegeta once again turned to his attention to the two in the room. "Now as I was saying, I need both of your help." "Prince Vegeta, what could you possibly want our help with?" Dr. Briefs asked. "I need to help with your Daughter. I need you both to try and knock some sense into her. I need her to see reasoning in becoming my mate and producing the Brat." Vegeta told them point blank.
"Are you out of your mind Prince Vegeta! That is my Daughter! You can not be serious!" cried Dr. Briefs outraged. "I'm very serious about this." "I will have no part in this Prince Vegeta. She is my child, if you want her to love you back, you are going to do it the ol' fashion way." "Dr. Briefs spoke his decision. Vegeta turned to Trunks. "Dad, I think Gramps is right on this one. But…I can't do anything; you are going to have to do this on your own. I can help, but you will have to woo Mom on you own." Trunks told his Father. "Very well." Vegeta replied.
C'ya
Bulma
P.S. MOMENT OF ZEN!
To understand that balance, to decompose and recreate. That is alchemy.
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