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There You'll Be

Chapter Six: One Sweet Day

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Last time, On There You'll Be:

Goku took a deep breath, and locked his eyes with hers before uttering the words that he knew would change his life forever.

"I love you, Bulma."

It was then that he got the reply he'd never expected. "I love you too, Goku..."

And with that, she leaned in and captured his lips with her own, in what they would later describe as the most incredible kiss of their lives.

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~*Sorry I never told you*~

"Do I REALLY have to wear this?" Goku asked as he fidgeted with the tight material of his new uniform. (Think Cell saga, the Saiyan armor they're all wearing.)

"Hush, yes, and I think you look dead sexy in it, so I don't see the problem." Bulma replied with a wink, before walking up behind the man and placing a small hand on his lower back.

"Yeah, I can tell why you like it! Because there's not a single part of me that's safe from exposure, that's why!" He exclaimed, a small gesture to his crotch area being the only distinction as to what, exactly, was being exposed.

"Yeah, well.. I don't mind that so much either." She shot him a grin, before reaching up and kissing him gently on the cheek. "You look great, Goku. I know it's not the most comfortable thing in the world, but trust me, what I have to wear isn't that great either."

~*All I wanted to say*~

"Somehow, I doubt that." Goku answered, before reminding himself to shoot the Prince a nasty look later on. Once Bulma'd told him of Goku and her confessions to one another, the sultry Prince had doubled his efforts to catch her eye. He made sure she had only the best and most revealing things to wear, as well as personally escorting her to the science wing each day.

It was all rather sickening.

To him at least. He sometimes got the feeling that Bulma enjoyed it quite a bit more than he did. He merely needed to remind himself, however, that it was he that she went to bed with at night. If only in the sleeping sense. Which was fine by him. Bulma'd been through so much already that it seemed ridiculous to even remotely consider the prospect of sex.

~*And now it's too late to hold you*~

It was all he could do to repress a snarl. That thing... his brother had dared to lay his hands on her. And Goku was fairly certain that, given the opportunity, he wouldn't hesitate to do it again. He'd seen him staring at her from across the room, even when she was in the company of his prince. And it made his blood run cold.

As much as he hated the Saiyan Prince, he couldn't help but feel at least some relief knowing that he too protected the little earthling female. Goku alone couldn't watch her at all times, especially considering the rigorous training he was put through nearly ever day.

"Penny for your thoughts..." She spoke softly, shaking him from his reverie.

"I was just thinking of how much I'd love to wring Prince Vegeta's little neck." Goku answered, that having been not too terribly far from the truth.

~*'Cause you've flown away*~

"I honestly don't know what you've got against him, anyway." Bulma laughed, before realizing what she'd just said. She'd defended the man that had ordered the destruction of her home.

"Remembered what I have against him, huh?" Goku asked, the earlier spite gone from his voice.

"Yeah, you could say that... Kami, I don't know what made me ask."

~*So far away*~

"No worries.. I can't say I'm happy about having to leave you here alone though."

"Yeah, I'm the only scientist here who gets a royal escort. Go figure. He's supposed to be here at six, that way we can get to the ballroom without causing too much of a scene."

"Yeah well, I don't see why you couldn't just go with me."

"Oh yeah, I'd look real cute lined up with all the guards, I'm sure. Unless you were planning on putting me off in the corner with the harem girls..." She joked.

~*Never had I imagined*~

He didn't laugh.

"Goku, go on! Gosh, you're so wound up about this that you're no fun!"

"Sorry, I don't mean to be. You're right though, I'm wound... majorly." He paused only to run a hand through his hair before continuing. "Ok, ok... I'll go. Sure you'll be ok?"

"I'm a big girl, I think I'll be ok." She replied with a grin, before giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

~*Living without your smile*~

"See you at six?"

"Not a minute later."

Bulma waved once more as he exited the room, before falling back onto their couch. Kami that man was more trouble than a child sometimes.

But, then again... that was one of his better qualities.

~*Feeling and knowing you hear me*~

Bulma smiled. Everything about her life finally felt right, like nothing could ever go wrong.

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"Sire, Lord Frieza's ship has just docked... Shall I escort him to his chambers?" Nappa asked as he knelt down before his Prince.

"My idiot of a father went... Though, I can't say he sounded too happy about it when I told him I couldn't go."

"The blue one, sire?" Nappa asked, in reference to Bulma.

~*It keeps me alive*~

Vegeta merely nodded.

"If you don't mind sir, are you planning on claiming her? There has been some talk around the kingdom..." Nappa asked, seemingly unaware of the Prince's shocked face and the slight blush that stained his cheeks.

"Not in a million years.. Not in TWO million years. The little harpy would be one of my conquests, nothing more." He replied sharply, though even he had trouble believing it.

"Conquests, eh? Well, if you don't mind, your majesty, I don't see you conquering anything any time soon... at least not her." Goku snapped as he entered the large ballroom.

~*Alive*~

"You'd do well to watch your tongue, Kakarot." Nappa snarled, before being silenced by Prince Vegeta.

"He can say what he wishes. For once he's got a point."

Nappa merely blinked.

"He's claimed the little one already.. At least on his end. It's his right to protect her." Vegeta replied, before glancing over at Goku. "Have you slept with her yet?"

~*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven*~

Then, it was Goku's turn to blink.

"I didn't think so. If you had, she wouldn't be all over me like she has been. My advice would be to do so quickly, Kakarot.. A one sided bond can do nothing but kill you." With that, Vegeta turned on his heel and exited the room, leaving both Nappa and Goku to stare at the place where he'd been, dumbfounded.

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At 5:57, there was a knock at Bulma's door. "It's unlocked, Vegeta!" She called from the bedroom, where she was currently fighting with the ties to her corset.

~*Like so many friends we've lost along the way*~

Vegeta gave a short humph, before opening the door, and walking into Bulma, and Goku's, chambers. "Hurry up!" He called out to the empty room.

"Well, it wouldn't take me so long to get ready if I didn't have to have someone to tie my damn clothes on for me!" She griped as she entered the room, holding the two halves of her bodice closed with her hands. "I don't suppose you'd help me with this damn thing, would you?

Vegeta's mouth touched the floor.

The floor length red skirt she wore had obviously been custom made for her. It clung to every curve, crevice, and cranny that it possibly could. The top was a black leather bodice that laced up in the front. It was made to cover hardly anything of her chest.

~*And I know eventually we'll be together*~

That wasn't really a problem, however, seeing as how it was currently neither laced, or covering anything.

"Look, I know it's awkward, but I really can't get the damn thing. Plus, you're a lot stronger than I am." Bulma replied, before crossing the floor to where the stoic prince currently stood.

He merely nodded in reply, before beginning the tedious job of lacing her up. Her breasts were currently situated DIRECTLY in front of his nose, and Vegeta suddenly found it very difficult to keep from reaching out and biting one.

"Kami, Vegeta! Not so tight!" The blue haired earthling gasped. Vegeta loosened the strings a bit, but not before getting one more look at the breasts that he'd pulled up nearly to her chin.

~*One sweet day*~

"Done... can we go now? I've got more pressing matters to attend to." He spoke, before mentally adding "Pressing... Yes, pressing your body... pressing is good..."

"Yeah, I'm ready. Though I don't see why I have to go..." She answered as she slipped on her shoes.

"Well, you could always stay here, alone, with no one to watch you."

Bulma visibly paled.

~*Eventually I'll see you in heaven*~

"That's what I thought. Now, let's go..." Vegeta replied, before extending an arm to her.

She gratefully took it.

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Goku looked anxiously at the clock. It read 6:15... Goku cursed himself slightly for not going back and getting her when he'd had the opportunity. Now, it was too late.. Now he was lined up next to all of the other Royal Guards... Lined up like a row of little tin soldiers, awaiting orders from their little tin leader.

Goku couldn't help but snicker at the thought of Vegeta as a tin soldier, leading his army into battle.

~*Darling, I never showed you*~

"Bite your tongue, Kakarot." Nappa snarled. As if by some unknown cue, a trumpet began blowing, announcing the arrival of the Prince, and, Goku added, rather unhappily, Bulma.

The large wooden doors swung open then, and Vegeta walked in, Bulma clinging tightly to his arm.

Goku's jaw dropped open, and came to a rest on the floor.

She looked... Incredible.

~*Assumed you'd always be there*~

Vegeta leaned down and whispered something in her ear as they entered the room, and she looked back up at him for a moment, before giggling, and nodding. She then looked across to the warriors lined up against the wall. She sent a small wave at Goku, who, knowing better than to attempt to wave back, crinkled up his nose, and then shot her a wink.

She giggled again.

Vegeta escorted her over to the side of the room where Goku stood, and left her there, stopping only once more to whisper something to her before walking back to the center of the room.

"I'm sure you all know by now what I expect of you tonight." Vegeta spoke to the guards "Any mix-ups, mess-ups, or purely retarded moves tonight," He focused his attention on Radditz then, "will cost you your head. Do I make that perfectly clear?"

~*I took your presence for granted*~

Not a soul answered.

"Good.. Now go, eat, drink, whatever. There are still fifteen minutes before Frieza's due here, so I suggest you make the most of them. Just don't make me regret that I had any of you to attend." He focused his attention on Goku at the last part.

The first thing Goku did was to head toward Bulma. "There you are! I was beginning to get worried!"

"Hey! Sorry, I got sorta stuck.. But I do wanna make it up to you though.. You did save a dance for me, right?"

~*But I always cared*~

"Saved em all..." He replied with a grin, before reaching down and taking her hand gently. "I love you."

She looked at him a bit quizzically for a moment, before shrugging his odd behavior off as nothing. "I love you too..." Came her honest reply.

"Gee, how attractive..." Vegeta spat out as he walked toward the couple.

"Vegeta." Bulma greeted, unable to contain a small giggle at Goku's face when he saw the man.

~*And I miss the love we shared*~

Vegeta merely nodded.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words ever came.

Or rather, they never got the opportunity.

Several loud screams could be heard from the hallway outside of the door, as well as the sound of things breaking, and ki blasts as they ricocheted off of the marble walls and floor.

~*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven*~

"What the--?" Goku began, but the answer he sought came less than a second later. Though it would take more than that for it to register.

The doors swung open, and in walked the tyrannical lizard that both Vegeta and Goku had learned to hate. He never spoke a word as he walked to the center of the room.

The slamming of the doors again indicated that they'd been sealed in.

Vegeta moved to step forward, but found himself stopped my Frieza, one hand raised to his lips, the other still rooted firmly behind his back.

~*Like so many friends we've lost along the way*~

"Not a word, my little monkey. I regret to inform you that your alliance with the ice-jins has run out. The Saiyan people are no longer a friend to us, or protected by the treaty... Such a pity..."

Vegeta moved to speak again, but found himself silenced in much the same way.

"I was so hoping that it would be you that was there to greet me when I arrived. I was slightly disappointed when I saw it was your father. But, I think we worked out a compromise." He spoke with a grin.

"What compromise might that be?" Vegeta asked, his arms crossed defiantly.

~*And I know eventually we'll be together*~

"Why, that he should die of course." With that, he drew his other hand from behind his back.

Of the 20 souls in the room that day, Vegeta was the only one not to scream.

There, dangling from Frieza's clenched fist was all that remained of the King of Vegeta-sei.

His head.

~*One sweet day*~

Bulma fell to her knees and vomited, tears streaming heavily down her face. Goku knelt beside her. Vegeta remained standing.

"I do suppose I should thank you for that. You saved me the trouble of having to do it." He stated with a smirk. The only one not buying his story was the woman kneeling on the floor.

"What's he doing?"

"I told you he was heartless."

~*Eventually I'll see you in heaven*~

"No.. He's not. Look at the way he's shaking..." She whispered. Goku shot his head up to look at the Saiyan Prince. Sure enough, though his face didn't show it, slight tremors could be seen coursing through his body.

"Well, well, well.. What is that behind you, Vegeta?" Frieza asked, a sickeningly sweet smile plastered on his face.

Vegeta didn't have to turn around to see who he was talking about.

"Well, if you don't want to answer me, then I'll just have to guess... Let's see.. Kakarot's there with her, so it must be... Oh, it's the little Earth wench Radditz is so fond of. Well, I guess I've got to start somewhere..." Faster than anyone could blink, he raised his hand, a Ki blast aimed directly at Bulma's head.

~*Although the sun will never shine the same*~

Vegeta and Goku both sprang into action, covering the little female with their powered up bodies, forming a sort of Ki shield around her just as Frieza's blast connected with them.

For a moment, all that could be heard was the sound of crackling electricity, and Frieza's maniacal laughter.

Then, everything went silent.

Vegeta dared to crack an eye open at the blue haired beauty beneath him. Her left arm evidently hadn't been covered by the makeshift shield, at least not if the large pink area of burned flesh was any indication. A trickle of blood ran down from her upper lip, and she'd been knocked unconscious.

~*I'll always look to a brighter day*~

But she was alive.

Vegeta brought a hand to her neck and checked her pulse.

Barely.

Both Saiyans rose to their feet. With a deadly snarl, Goku spun around to face the lizard, his eyes glowing with unabashed fury. "Your problems with us don't concern her."

~*Yeah*~

"Us? So, you admit that you're a Saiyan now? Well, that's quite a large change from the little man who had to be drug from my throne room, kicking and screaming." Frieza replied with a smirk.

"I'm a Saiyan, at least, my blood is. I think you'll come to find that I don't fight like one, however."

"Oh, and why's that?" Frieza replied, his smirk widening.

The response he was waiting for came less than a second later, in the form of a swift kick to his side, sending the Ice-jin sailing back several feet.

~*Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep*~

"I don't fight with my pride. You can do anything you want to me... But her, you will stay away from." Goku snarled, before taking to the air, Frieza right behind him. They burst through the ballroom ceiling, and then were gone, leaving Vegeta and the other guards behind.

The Saiyan Prince moved to follow them, but upon remembering Bulma's prone state, decided that steps must be taken for her, before anything else.. Why, he wasn't quite sure.

"Nappa?" Vegeta asked, breathing a silent sigh of relief when he found the other Saiyan man to be alive and well. "Take her to the medbay. Have them put her in the tank... And Nappa? Guard her life as your own."

~*You will always listen as I pray*~

The other man merely grunted in reply.

Vegeta gave a nod of his head, before powering up, and taking to the sky as well, hot on the two other men's tails.

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"Enough running!" Frieza called after a moment, making the Saiyan man in front of him wince slightly. They'd only flown about four hundred feet from the palace.. Any damage done might affect the building as well, Bulma included. Goku attempted to keep flying. "I said enough! Do you honestly think you can goad me into getting that far away from the little earthling? I think not! When this is done, those who have been loyal to me will have their rewards. Your brother included."

~*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven*~

Goku's blood ran cold. Raditz had been working for Frieza? That was why Bulma had survived... That was why she hadn't been killed like Vegeta had said she would... She was meant for a present for that... thing.

"Ah, so you've finally found it out, my little monkey? I was wondering if you ever would. You should have seen Raditz's face when he saw her; he was attracted to her like she was a bitch in heat. And farbeit for me to begrudge one of my top men anything he wants." Frieza replied with a sneer.

Goku turned slowly around, his anger playing clearly across his handsome features.. "Watch what you say when Bulma's involved." He answered softly, before falling back into a battle stance.

Vegeta was about 30 feet away. Goku could see him clearly, and he could also see his blatant shock about something. He wasn't sure what it was, until Frieza's elbow connected with his mouth, sending him flying to the ground at a breakneck pace. It was then that it registered.

~*Like so many friends we've lost along the way*~

Goku was about to attempt something that even the Prince of the Saiyans had yet to accomplish. Goku picked himself up, and took to the sky once more, coming to a stop almost exactly where he'd been before.

He was going to fight Frieza.

The tyrannical lizard swatted him back down to earth again.

And, unless something changed dramatically, he was going to lose.

~*And I know eventually we'll be together*~

Vegeta took off flying once again toward the two men, mumbling the entire time about "Idiot Saiyans that couldn't keep their emotions out of their battles."

He was so busy cursing Goku that he never saw the other man hurtling toward him, not until it was too late. They were both sent careening to the ground, their bodies colliding with the rocks below with a resounding crash.

Vegeta's vision began to blur. THAT had been a lucky shot, and a cheap one, no doubt. It was when he raised his eyes to the sky once more that he noticed Frieza hovering above him, a large Ki blast gathered in his outstretched palms.

"Now, chibi no ouji, you DIE!"

~*Together*~

Vegeta grimaced. It was going to be a bad day.

Goku had looked to the sky at the same time as Vegeta, but his mind had taken a different course. If Goku hadn't even stood a chance against Frieza, how in Kami's name would he protect Bulma from Raditz? The answer seemed simple. He cast another look toward the Saiyan Prince.

Frieza let go of his blast, laughing maniacally when both men clamored to their feet, in what seemed like an effort to deflect the deadly sphere.

Goku, however, had other plans. Just as the sphere reached its halfway point, and Vegeta reared back to fire his counter attack, Goku took to the sky. He suddenly wished he hadn't. The pain, he decided, was unbearable.

He'd figured out a long time ago that Ki blasts were painful, but when you factored into the equation that he was currently sandwiched between two rather painful ones, the word unbearable didn't even begin to cover it. He heard Vegeta give a sort of yell, before his blast dissipated. Frieza, however, showed no signs of stopping. At least not if the laughter coming from where he was currently hovering was any indication.

~*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven*~

With a primal growl, Goku summoned up the last of his strength, and sent a KameHameHa straight through the heart of the blast.

The world flashed with a blinding blue light.

Then, there was no more.

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Four hours later, a beaten and bloody Saiyan Prince stumbled into the med bay. He'd been knocked unconscious after Kakarot's final blast.

The one that had cost him his life.

He cast a glance over to the frail human female, still floating in the healing liquid.

"How long has she got left?" Vegeta questioned Nappa, who, as he'd been told to do, was standing watch beside the woman's tank.

"About an hour, sire. Shall I prepare a tank for you as well?"

Vegeta merely nodded.

"And Lord Frieza, sire?" Nappa asked, his eyes actually showing a bit of hope.

Vegeta shook his head dismally. "Not yet.. Not this time. I will defeat him, however... His death will be at my hands, rest assured with that."

~*Like so many friends we've lost along the way*~

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Vegeta emerged from his tank just as Bulma emerged from hers. Though he still had a little ways to go before he was completely healed, there was something of utmost importance he needed to discuss with the little human.

The fact that both she, and he, were in a state of complete undress, didn't even faze the Saiyan.

He might've been a heartless bastard, but he knew better than to even remotely consider the prospect of sex with what, for all practical purposes, was a new widow.

Even if she didn't know it.

Once they were both clothed again, Vegeta merely extended an arm to Bulma, who took it, though the look on her face showed that she didn't fully understand. They made the journey back to Bulma's chambers quickly, neither uttering a word until they reached her door.

"Well, I'd better get in here and see how the big baby's taking to me being gone this long." She said with a laugh.

The dismal look Vegeta gave in reply told her more than words ever could.

~*And I know eventually we'll be together*~

"Where is he, Vegeta?" She asked, her voice shaking slightly.

"Let's go inside." He tried to coax her in, but she wouldn't budge.

"Not until you tell me where he is."

"He... He took a blast from Frieza that was meant for me. I don't know why he did it, but he did." Vegeta answered honestly, his voice actually wavering at the beginning.

"But he's ok, right? Broken bones or something... but he's ok?"

~*Together*~

Vegeta sat in silence for a moment, before making the mistake of glancing up into her pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry," He began honestly, his concern for her evident, "But his body was virtually vaporized. We didn't find anything but this." He replied, holding up the shirt of Goku's uniform.

Bulma's body collapsed to the floor. "He's not dead... Oh Kami... he can't leave me!" She sobbed, her tears burning hot trails down her pale cheeks. "You have to be wrong, Vegeta.. Please, just tell me this is a joke... I promise not to get mad... Please, bring him back!"

Vegeta had to look away from her. After a moment of allowing her to sob freely, Vegeta scooped the little human into his arms, and walked back down the hallway, away from her quarters. They walked for a moment, her tears still soaking through his shirt, before finally reaching their destination. Vegeta merely glanced at the men on either side of the door, before it was instantly pulled open for him.

Vegeta stepped inside, hesitating only once as to why he'd brought the woman here.

~*One sweet day*~

"Vegeta.. Oh Kami.. please, I can't live without him.... Goku..." She still sobbed, her voice hoarse from her sobs.

"Shhh..." Vegeta tried to comfort her, even though he knew it was pointless. The two had shared at least a partial bond. That wasn't something you could just walk away from, should it be obliterated. This was something that she probably wouldn't survive either way.

Vegeta moved her toward his bed, before lying her down on the satin sheets.

He felt he owed something to both her, and, he admitted grudgingly, to Kakarot. That was why he'd brought her to his chambers. To protect her from Raditz, to protect her from Frieza, and to protect her from herself.

~*Sorry I never told you *~

"Goku..." She choked out one last time before her voice gave out completely.

~*All I wanted to say*~