Chapter Two
It was about 2 in the morning when Vegeta returned to the room. Making no effort to wake the Onna from her sleep, he slipped in beside her, closing his eyes. He had went back to train, trying to get her out of his mind. How she got there, he didn't know. There was something almost saiyan about her, and that fact almost drove him over the edge the night before,
He lay stiffly on his back, mentally growling to himself. He knew that his father was right about her. Vegeta scared himself by wondering maybe, just maybe, he would tolerate her.
Vegeta felt a small arm wrap around his sculpted body lightly, the soft skin cuddling close to his side. Immediately, Vegeta felt his own body stiffen further from his touch. 'What the fuck is she doing!' he wondered.
Closing his eyes, he tried to ignore the small fragile body pressed close to his. As much as he tried, Vegeta couldn't fall asleep. 'Damn her…' Me muttered. Pulling himself away, he went to the sofa on the opposite side of the room and laid down on it. He was already feeling weak, and already reacting to her touch.
In her dream, she was with her old boyfriend, Yaumcha. They were currently swimming at a nearby lake by the palace on Earth.
Yaumcha splashed her with water, making Bulma laugh and raise her arm to shield herself from his attack.
"Stop!" she finally choked out through her laughter, splashing him back playfully.
"Never, my love." He replied.
Yaumcha swam over to her and wrapped his arms around her small waist, pulling her closer to his body.
Bulma smiled and wrapped her arms around him aswell, holding onto him. She sighed happily. This felt so real. Then suddenly, as the warmth came, it disappeared. Yaumcha disappeared. She was all alone… "All alone.."
Drowsily, she opened her eyes and watched the figure walk from the bed to the sofa. Her mind wanted to scream for help, but she knew not to. Not if she valued her life.
"Vegeta…" She called out to him softly. "Come back to bed."
"And suffer through your 'cuddling?' How about no." His gruff voice replied.
Bulma frowned, closing her eyes once more, unable to think of why she wanted him to come back. "Asshole."
By daybreak, Vegeta was up and about. He took care of the things around the palace, at least, everything that concerned him. After that, he found himself once again in the training rooms.
"Good morning, Sire." The warriors muttered, bowing to him, before once again returning to their workout.
Paying them no attention, he wondered to his own private gravity chamber.
Throwing punches into the air repeatedly, he narrowed his eyes. He was told that he would go on another mission in a few days. This time, aided by Frieza.
"Why do we need help to purge this planet? It is nothing but weaklings." He growled. "Father is so wrapped around Frieza's tail, maybe I should just over power him and get it done with. He is growing pathetically weak.
"I'd hate to see what kind of tyrant you'd be." a voice said behind him.
Vegeta smirked. "What could a third class like you have to say about my ruling? Kakarrot, leave. Before I rip out your spine and whip you with it"
"I came to spar, Vegeta-sama. Besides, I do believe you look troubled. Something on your mind?"
"Mind your own fucking business!"
"Make me." Kakarrot urged, a satisfied smile came on his face when the prince attacked him. A Rage held within his eyes.
Bulma sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
After her shower and getting dressed, Bulma managed to get past her guards to have a look around the palace, alone. Running down a few halls, she stopped in front of a large door, and Bulma heard grunts and yelling from inside the room.
"What's going on…?" She wondered out loud. Letting her curiosity get ahold of her, she pushed the door open and was greeted by the sight of saiyan men throwing punches at each other, and fighting. 'this must be where they train." she mused.
Without noticing, a small Ki blast hit her in her stomach, causing Bulma to scream and fall back unconscious. The room went silent as everyone stopped what they were doing to look. A figure came out of the lone room, silently.
"What the hell happened!" Vegeta shouted. No one answered the question for fear of their lives. "Well!"
Zara stepped up and cleared his throat. "Well… we were training, of course, and nappa was showing off shooting his new ki blasts at me and I dodged, then we heard a scream a few seconds later."
Vegeta growled. "I will deal with you idiots later." Kneeling down, he picked up the unconscious Bulma, and carried her to the medical ward.
Without waiting for the doctor, he undressed her, unable to notice the delicate curves of her body. "Damn you.." He muttered. When his eyes fell upon the burnt spot on her abdomen, he frowned. "I will kill them."
Picking up Bulma once more, he set her carefully into the regeneration tank.
"Here, let me take over."
Another large looking saiyan in a white coat rushed over and fixed the controls, ignoring Vegeta's hateful glares.
"She will be fine after a couple of hours in there."
"She better be. I will be back later." Vegeta growled, storming back into the gravity room. There will be hell to pay.
AS few hours passed by slowly before Bulma opened her eyes. She was in some kind of liquid. A mask of some sort was on her face, feeding her fresh oxygen.
But as suddenly as she woke up, the liquid began to drain and the door opened to a rather large saiyan. Her heart skipped a beat as he reached towards her, only to pull a robe around her wet slender body. "Thanks." She said weakly, and the man nodded without a word.
"What in the hell were you doing in the training hall!"
Bulma winced as she was suddenly face to face with her husband.
"I…I was just looking around." She stammered.
"Hmph. You will never go there again if you ever want to live longer."
"It sounds as if you are concerned for my safety." Bulma frowned as she saw his eye twitch.
"Go get dressed, Onna." Vegeta grunted. He was getting really weak. Bulma shook her head and reached over to take his hand, which he hastily pulled away.
"Onna what are you doing!"
"Come with me?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because."
Vegeta huffed, steadily growing annoyed.
"Because why?"
"FINE!"
Vegeta turned on his heel and quickly walked out of the room, Bulma following behind shortly with a satisfied grin.
Reaching their room after a few minutes of awkward silence, Vegeta threw open the door and walked in. "Happy, Onna?"
"Very. Thanks.."
"Hmph."
Bulma silently went to where the man was and carefully kissed his cheek before running off into the bathroom.
Vegeta stared at the bathroom door dumbfounded. 'She kissed me!' he thought to himself. Sitting himself in a nearby chair, he waited for her to finish with her shower.
After what seemed like forever to him, she finally came back out, dressed in only a towel. When she saw him, she gave a little squeak of supprised, her hand instinctively clutched the towel closer to her body.
"What are you doing here!" Bulma yelped.
"Relax, Onna. Its not like I haven't seen you naked before."
"You're a jerk."
"A jerk whome you begged to walk to our room with?"
"So?"
Vegeta shrugged. "I am leaving for my next assignment in a few days. That is all I needed to tell you."
"What? But you just got here!" Bulma frowned. She just wanted to get to know him more. Deep down, Bulma knew he had a good heart. Why he didn't show it was a mystery to her. But she liked mysteries.
"I was ordered to. Why? You suddenly want me to be here to 'protect' you? Hah!"
"…"
"That's what I thought."
"Of course I want you to stay." Bulma finally said, but softly.
"Too bad." Vegeta got up and walked to her, his hand resting on the small of her back. Bulma blinked up at him in supprise. She seemed to be getting a lot of those lately when the prince came home.
Vegeta growled to himself for his actions but couldn't help himself but to lean down and capture her lips passionately, his tongue prying her lips apart as he tasted her. Pulling back some few minutes later and without a word, he turned swiftly and left the room, leaving Bulma too shocked to do or say anything but watch his departure.
Well, there you have it folks! Chapter two! Now, I haven't really started chapter three, but it should be the first lemony to it so yeah! Have a great thanksgiving and all that good stuff. Don't eat too much. Rawr. And keep the reviews coming! I love to hear your thoughts and ideas and whatnot. hmm...