Ccfleursdelys- Thanks for both reviews! Glad to hear from you again! ;)
I'll go into detail about why Vegeta married Marron instead of Akira later!
I promise.
Tmh-froggie- Thank you! :) I hope I continue to keep this story going as well as I have so far!
Seruleyan-Wings- Girl! Thanks so much! After reading through that chapter again, I can see what you meant by the suspense decreasing slightly. It was meant to, but as I told ya online, it's just going to be a challenge for me to build it back up, right?! ;) I am evil after all! Mu hahaha. You better get writing your butt off, too! Hopefully I'll catch you online this weekend! Bye bye ;)
Hinagiku- Thank you soooooo much for your review! I'm glad that you think I've been doing a good job character-wise. It means a lot to me. And I'm glad you like all the A/V interactions! Also, thanks for explaining that Mary sue thing to me! I really didn't notice that. Thanks. I hope in the future of this fic I am able to point that there are quite a few sides to everyone. and don't worry, you didn't hurt my feelings. Besides, you guys still only know a fraction of what all the characters are like. Mu hahaha!!!! Thanks again!
Sorceress Fujin- Awefully demanding, aren't you?! ;) here ya go!
Kissed by a Prince- Thanks fo you review! I'll check out your story!
Daisy31- Thanks a lot! I'm not sure yet how much longer the truth will be withheld. Hopefully soon! Who knows with me, right?! hahaha
Samantha- Thank you so much! Glad you like ;)
Joelie the Messenger of Death- Yeah, I absolutely loved that scene with Vegeta and Arro! I like having Vegeta intereact with kids. I just think it's neat! Thanks so much for reviewing!
Mystical Dreamer- Thank you! ;) Spiffy is such a great word. I think people take it for granted. ~shakes head sadly~ people just don't use it enough. Okay, I'm gonna stop now cuz people are giving me funny looks. ;)
Takuma- ~jumps up and down excitedly~ Oooh! Or else what?!?!?! oh, wait... You probably mean that in a threatening way, huh? ;) Thanks a bunches!
Sahdes of Crimson- Thank you, thank you! Yeah Akira and Bulma have decided to be friends, which will really show in this chapter I've affectionately dubbed 'Girl Talk'! As always, thank you for all your kind words. It's means a lot to me! Thanks a lot! ;)
Draegon-fire- Thank you for both your reviews! I think I definitely know how I want Bulma's secret to come out, but I'm not telling!! mu hahahahaha
Tai Bulma Chan- What is this a fanfiction sweatshop!?!?!?! ~whip cracks, and Pandora gets back to typing~ Guess so.... Anyhow!!! Thanks! ;)
Adbzfn2k03- Wow, I really hope everything at your house gets settled! And it's cool that you haven't been able to review in a while. I understand that life throws some interesting crap at people, I've been there. Anyhow, thanks for risking getting caught in school just to review!! I'm dedicating the chapter to you! hehe ;) Thanks!!!
Gravidy- Dude, if there's a way to incorpate that whole tape on the tail thing, I am so going to do it!!! haha that was great! I was laughing so hard when I read that. Thank you so much for the review and the laugh! I needed it! And I must agree with you. Akira and Bulma do have the potential to make an awesome team!
Veggiejgirl- Hahaha, I somehow got the same review from you twice. Fanfic.net is messed up! Anyhow, glad to see a new reviewer! Thanks so much! ;) (I wink a lot, just so you know!)
Chapter 13: Girl Talk...
~it's been a couple months since the last chapter~
Brushing aside the stray hair the wind whipped against her face, the lone woman waited patiently for the ship's engines to cut off and the ramp/door to open. She smiled slightly when she spotted the man's boots came into view. Slowly, he walked down the ramp and stopped right in front of her. When she saw the expressionless look on his face, her smile faded. Akira sighed feeling a knot tightening in her stomach.
"Why have I been called here?" He glanced around angrily. "I don't see a fucking emergency, Akira."
"Stop it," she whispered. "Just stop it, Arthos. This is important."
"I highly doubt it." He turned back toward his ship, but she moved forward to stop him. He glared at her hand that was holding onto his forearm. "Release me, priestess. I have wasted enough time on this planet, as I told you before I left the last time. I'm in no mood for you anymore," he growled.
"Fine!" She pushed away from him, tears in her eyes. "I did not call you here because of us, and if you want to just storm off and brood over me all alone in space, be my guest," she spat at him.
"Brood? Over you?! Since when are you so conceited? You aren't as special to me as you think!"
Akira bowed her head, letting her long silver tresses cover her face from his view. How could things get so messed up over the years? She fought with all the control in her body to keep from sobbing in front of him. She didn't want the prince to know that he had hurt her so badly. "I understand your desire to be as far away from this place as possible, and so, I will not trouble you for more than five minutes. Whether you stay after that, is up to you. Just please don't leave," she begged quietly.
"Let's get one thing straight," he told her, stepping up to her once again. She refused to look up at him. "You have no idea how much I don't want to be here." He walked past her toward the entrance to the palace. "So where's this 'emergency' at?"
"The throne room," she managed to choke out before her reached the doors. As soon as the doors slammed shut behind her, she buried her face into her hands and wept uncontrollably.
~*~
Vegeta paced back and forth. "Perhaps I should have been the one to meet with him," he said to Arro.
"I hope they aren't fighting again."
"I should go out there and see what's taking so long," Vegeta decided.
"No!" Arro ran over and blocked the exit. "Let them talk out their problem. Maybe she will give in this time," he said hopefully.
"She will not," the older prince stated cryptically.
Arro frowned, but then he heard footsteps outside in the hall and he moved away from the doors just in time. They burst open, and there stood a furious Arthos. Vegeta sighed. He shouldn't have sent Akira to meet with their old friend. Arthos stared openly at his tought-to-be-dead best friend.
"V-vegeta?"
"Yes?"
"But how is this possible?" Arthos walked up to him and grabbed a hold of his shoulders. His disbelieving look faded to an all out smirk, and he started laughing. "You're really alive!"
"Yes, the goddess must like me," the saiyan prince joked.
"What happened?"
"It's a long story, my friend. I hope you're not in a hurry to get back to Riessei."
Arthos laughed, but the sound was lacking enthusiasm. "I promised my father I would return within five months. You shall have to come with me when I go."
"Why is that?"
"I will want my best friend to be there for my wedding of course," he answered in a happy tone.
Vegeta and Arro both heard the slight gasp from the doorway, but Prince Arthos was non the wiser. He did not have as perceptive hearing as a saiyan. Arthos frowned at the guarded look in his friends' eyes as they both were looking behind him. Arthos turned around, but by then no one was there.
"What?"
Arro shook his head. "Nothing! So, um, who's the lucky girl?"
~*~
Bulma closed her son's door as quietly as possible and turned toward the end of the hall on her way to her own room--one she unfortunately shared with Vegeta. It was for her own protection, she supposed, but she'd rather sleep in her son's room. No saiyan would dare enter that room and kill her in front of the heir to the throne who believed she was his real mother. Thankfully, Vegeta didn't come to 'their' room often. He slept only a few hours a night anyhow, so she didn't have to deal with him for very long. Bulma kept close to the inner sanctions of the palace, and when she did wander around, she always had Trunks, Goku, Chichi, or June with her.
She stopped next to Akira's bedroom door and frowned. It was cracked open, and she could hear someone crying. Glancing up and down the hall, Bulma pushed open the door and walked up the winding staircase that lead to Akira's personal suite. A loud clatter was heard, and Bulma picked up the front of her skirts and ran up the remaining steps. She covered her mouth when she spotted Akira sitting on the floor in front of her vanity, broken bottles and jewelry scattered around her.
"Akira, what happened?" She asked as she knelt next to her.
"I have truly lost him," she whispered staring blankly at the floor.
"What do you mean? Who?"
She started to laugh brokenly. "First Yamcha, then Vegeta, now Arthos."
Bulma was confused. "What are you talking about?"
The priestess shook her head trying to clear her mind. "It doesn't matter. As always, I have lost when it comes to love." She wiped the moisture from her cheeks and stood up, ignoring the blue haired woman's preoffered hand. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this."
"You can talk to me. I won't tell a soul," Bulma swore. "Please. I want to help, or at least be here for you. You've been helping me, Akira. Let me do the same for you."
Akira sat down on the edge of her bed, pulling a pillow into her lap and clutching it to her chest. "It's complicated."
Bulma gave her a stern look. "It can't possible get any more complicated then my story."
The other woman laughed. "True, but it certainly has it's points."
"You love Vegeta?" Bulma asked as she sat down next to her.
She smiled sadly. "My first love, but you know how those typically end, right?"
"He looses his temper, get's himself killed, only to reappear and mess things up several years later?"
Akira glared at her. "Sarcastic bitch," she teased. "You would have made one hell of a saiyan," she commented.
"Thanks, but you're trying to change the topic."
"Okay!" She chuckled. "What's not to love about him?"
"Well, I can think of a few things," Bulma started jokingly.
"Ha, ha. Anyhow." She sighed. "I knew from the beginning that it wasn't meant to be, but you know how it goes. The first time you fall in love, nothing matters to you. All the signs point to disaster, and you just keep trying to dodge them. You try and you try, but you can't do anything to stop it," she spoke quietly. "Three years before your sister and Vegeta were married, I was asked to marry a very rich businessman named Yamcha, who is now a well known pirate."
"Wow, what happened?"
"I said yes, but no one wanted me to leave. Vegeta declared that I was to be his queen, so I couldn't go with Yamcha."
"You mean he used his authoritity over you to make you stay?" Bulma inquired angrily.
"Oh, no! He professed his love for me, and I chose him over Yamcha." She laid back on the bed and sighed. "Sometimes I think I would have been better off chosing that damn pirate."
"So, you loved this Yamcha guy?"
"No, not really. He was a way to get as far away from Vegeta as possible. When I said yes to him, I had no idea how Vegeta felt about me. I figured it would be best to not be near him. Deep down I knew it was foolish to think anything could be between us."
"But he seems to still have feeling for you," her new friend argued.
"Yes, I know."
"So what's the problem?"
"No offense, but you," Akira responded. "You're acting as Marron, which means that Vegeta still has a wife. By Saiyan law, he can't just divorce because he wants to, not even after all your sister did. Besides," she added after a few seconds. "I do not wish to marry him."
"And this is where Arthos comes in, I take it?"
"More or less. He showed me what true devotion was, and we weren't even pledged to one another. I can't marry him, and he doesn't even know why."
"Why can't you?"
"Because I gave my word to Vegeta that I would not marry anyone but him."
~*~
Vegeta let out a yawn as he walked toward his bedroom. He hoped his wife was asleep because he really didn't want to get into a fight with her tonight. He paused next to Akira's door, frowning. He wondered if he should check on her before he went to bed. He couldn't get that look of utter shock and disbelief that he had seen on her face when Arthos had announced he was getting married out of his mind. He pushed open the door as quietly as possible and practically tip-toed up the steps. He cold hear voices, and he was surprised when he recognized them both. Akira and Marron! They were in the same room. Something was not right about this!
"What'd you come in here to rub it in my face, bitch?"
"Ha! Your just jealous."
Akira growled "Get the hell out of my room before I decide to forget about Vegeta's protection policy on you."
"Whatever."
Vegeta floated up to the ceiling as Bulma stormed out of the room, and he didn't come down until he heard the door slam shut. He walked slowly up the steps and entered the large room. Akira was bent over, picking up the mess she had made when she had first entered the room.
"What the hell happened here?"
She looked up and was actually startled enough to jump at his demanding tone. A sharp piece of glass slipped through her hand, cutting her palm open. She hissed and looked around for an old piece of cloth to wrap around her hand.
"Nothing. I just needed to vent, and the contents of my table were the first thing that caught my attention," she said. "What are you doing here? I figured you and Arthos would be up all night blabbing on and on about the past five years." She tried not to sound too hurt when she spoke.
"He was tired," Vegeta replied slowly, watching her wrap a yellow scarf around her hand. "Are you alright?"
Akira sood up straight and flashed him a fake smile. "Never better!"
"Don't lie to me. I saw that look on your face," he started.
"Don't," she begged. "I cannot talk about it, Vegeta. I just want to go to bed and forget that I even exist."
He walked over to her and grasped her shoulders. "Tell me how to fix this, and I will."
"It's already too late."
~*~
"How many times must I tell you to stay the hell away from Akira?" He demanded as he burst into their room.
Bulma swallowed the lump in her throat. "I was trying to be nice. She got defensive with me and insults started to get out of hand, Vegeta. That is all," she lied.
He walked over to her and pulled her up out of the bed. "Leave her be," he hissed. "She has enough to deal with and doesn't need your 'help'."
'Oh, you're asking for it, buddy. Time for a little cruelness,' she thought. "No, she gets all the help she needs from you."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes dangerously. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Bulma glared back at him. "I'm sure your up there every night before you come to bed," she insinuated, knowing full well that wasn't the case, but she was in the mood for a good fight.
The prince chuckled. "Oh, so your jealous? Don't like sharing your husband all of a sudden, Marron?" He threw her backwards onto the bed. "Perhaps now you know how I felt all those years ago."
She knew he was playing with her, and she was starting to get nervous about where this might be leading when she saw him pull off his shirt and toss it aside. Her eyes grew big as he actually crawled ontop of her, pinning her to the bed.
'Shit!' She didn't bother to struggle, there was no point. It'd just make him laugh. 'I can't let him do anything! He'll know I'm not Marron,' she thought desperately.
Vegeta wasn't really thinking straight. He wasn't dealing with his guilt very well, and he was definitely not dealing with his lust very well either! She was his wife, though, so it shouldn't matter that he wanted to sleep with her. After all, he hadn't had sex in over five years! Just the thought of it was painful for him.
"What's the matter? You act jealous toward Akira after telling me for months that you'd rather die then touch me again," he reminded her. "Where else am I supposed to gain fullfillment since you deny me what is rightfully mine?"
"We can't do this. I don't want you," she whispered as he leaned down. 'Goddess, I have to stop all this lying!' She wanted him, but she knew she couldn't have sex with him.
He moved his hands up her sides and kissed her roughly. Bulma was frozen to the spot. She had to get out of this somehow, but it felt too good. She closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck, and kisses him back. Perhaps she could just enjoy a little of it before she had to end it. Vegeta kissed his way across her jaw, trailing his way to her neck. As his hands carressed her body, Bulma felt her stomach twist in unrecognizable ways. She wanted to keep going with despite what he might know by the end of it. So, of course, she was very relieved when she was saved from her weakness.
"Momma!" Trunks called out from the hallway.
Vegeta pulled away quickly, allowing her to roll out of the way and see to the boy's needs. He watched her straighten her nightgown and open the door. His head was spinning still. He didn't know why he felt compelled to even touch her again. She had cheated on him, and he still wanted her. 'What the hell was I thinking?' He wondered angrily, but the prince couldn't help but stare as his wife picke up their son and held him close so lovingly. There was no deceit in her actions with the boy. That much was clear to him after watching the two interact for the past 2 months. 'Perhaps Marron is capable of changing,' he told himself.
~*~
Well.. I don't know if that seemed rushed or not. You tell me! Please! I'm not too sure about the ending of this chapter, but I actually couldn't think of anything else to do for it! Sorry if it really sucked.
Don't forget to review!
~*~
PANDORA ;)
Tmh-froggie- Thank you! :) I hope I continue to keep this story going as well as I have so far!
Seruleyan-Wings- Girl! Thanks so much! After reading through that chapter again, I can see what you meant by the suspense decreasing slightly. It was meant to, but as I told ya online, it's just going to be a challenge for me to build it back up, right?! ;) I am evil after all! Mu hahaha. You better get writing your butt off, too! Hopefully I'll catch you online this weekend! Bye bye ;)
Hinagiku- Thank you soooooo much for your review! I'm glad that you think I've been doing a good job character-wise. It means a lot to me. And I'm glad you like all the A/V interactions! Also, thanks for explaining that Mary sue thing to me! I really didn't notice that. Thanks. I hope in the future of this fic I am able to point that there are quite a few sides to everyone. and don't worry, you didn't hurt my feelings. Besides, you guys still only know a fraction of what all the characters are like. Mu hahaha!!!! Thanks again!
Sorceress Fujin- Awefully demanding, aren't you?! ;) here ya go!
Kissed by a Prince- Thanks fo you review! I'll check out your story!
Daisy31- Thanks a lot! I'm not sure yet how much longer the truth will be withheld. Hopefully soon! Who knows with me, right?! hahaha
Samantha- Thank you so much! Glad you like ;)
Joelie the Messenger of Death- Yeah, I absolutely loved that scene with Vegeta and Arro! I like having Vegeta intereact with kids. I just think it's neat! Thanks so much for reviewing!
Mystical Dreamer- Thank you! ;) Spiffy is such a great word. I think people take it for granted. ~shakes head sadly~ people just don't use it enough. Okay, I'm gonna stop now cuz people are giving me funny looks. ;)
Takuma- ~jumps up and down excitedly~ Oooh! Or else what?!?!?! oh, wait... You probably mean that in a threatening way, huh? ;) Thanks a bunches!
Sahdes of Crimson- Thank you, thank you! Yeah Akira and Bulma have decided to be friends, which will really show in this chapter I've affectionately dubbed 'Girl Talk'! As always, thank you for all your kind words. It's means a lot to me! Thanks a lot! ;)
Draegon-fire- Thank you for both your reviews! I think I definitely know how I want Bulma's secret to come out, but I'm not telling!! mu hahahahaha
Tai Bulma Chan- What is this a fanfiction sweatshop!?!?!?! ~whip cracks, and Pandora gets back to typing~ Guess so.... Anyhow!!! Thanks! ;)
Adbzfn2k03- Wow, I really hope everything at your house gets settled! And it's cool that you haven't been able to review in a while. I understand that life throws some interesting crap at people, I've been there. Anyhow, thanks for risking getting caught in school just to review!! I'm dedicating the chapter to you! hehe ;) Thanks!!!
Gravidy- Dude, if there's a way to incorpate that whole tape on the tail thing, I am so going to do it!!! haha that was great! I was laughing so hard when I read that. Thank you so much for the review and the laugh! I needed it! And I must agree with you. Akira and Bulma do have the potential to make an awesome team!
Veggiejgirl- Hahaha, I somehow got the same review from you twice. Fanfic.net is messed up! Anyhow, glad to see a new reviewer! Thanks so much! ;) (I wink a lot, just so you know!)
Chapter 13: Girl Talk...
~it's been a couple months since the last chapter~
Brushing aside the stray hair the wind whipped against her face, the lone woman waited patiently for the ship's engines to cut off and the ramp/door to open. She smiled slightly when she spotted the man's boots came into view. Slowly, he walked down the ramp and stopped right in front of her. When she saw the expressionless look on his face, her smile faded. Akira sighed feeling a knot tightening in her stomach.
"Why have I been called here?" He glanced around angrily. "I don't see a fucking emergency, Akira."
"Stop it," she whispered. "Just stop it, Arthos. This is important."
"I highly doubt it." He turned back toward his ship, but she moved forward to stop him. He glared at her hand that was holding onto his forearm. "Release me, priestess. I have wasted enough time on this planet, as I told you before I left the last time. I'm in no mood for you anymore," he growled.
"Fine!" She pushed away from him, tears in her eyes. "I did not call you here because of us, and if you want to just storm off and brood over me all alone in space, be my guest," she spat at him.
"Brood? Over you?! Since when are you so conceited? You aren't as special to me as you think!"
Akira bowed her head, letting her long silver tresses cover her face from his view. How could things get so messed up over the years? She fought with all the control in her body to keep from sobbing in front of him. She didn't want the prince to know that he had hurt her so badly. "I understand your desire to be as far away from this place as possible, and so, I will not trouble you for more than five minutes. Whether you stay after that, is up to you. Just please don't leave," she begged quietly.
"Let's get one thing straight," he told her, stepping up to her once again. She refused to look up at him. "You have no idea how much I don't want to be here." He walked past her toward the entrance to the palace. "So where's this 'emergency' at?"
"The throne room," she managed to choke out before her reached the doors. As soon as the doors slammed shut behind her, she buried her face into her hands and wept uncontrollably.
~*~
Vegeta paced back and forth. "Perhaps I should have been the one to meet with him," he said to Arro.
"I hope they aren't fighting again."
"I should go out there and see what's taking so long," Vegeta decided.
"No!" Arro ran over and blocked the exit. "Let them talk out their problem. Maybe she will give in this time," he said hopefully.
"She will not," the older prince stated cryptically.
Arro frowned, but then he heard footsteps outside in the hall and he moved away from the doors just in time. They burst open, and there stood a furious Arthos. Vegeta sighed. He shouldn't have sent Akira to meet with their old friend. Arthos stared openly at his tought-to-be-dead best friend.
"V-vegeta?"
"Yes?"
"But how is this possible?" Arthos walked up to him and grabbed a hold of his shoulders. His disbelieving look faded to an all out smirk, and he started laughing. "You're really alive!"
"Yes, the goddess must like me," the saiyan prince joked.
"What happened?"
"It's a long story, my friend. I hope you're not in a hurry to get back to Riessei."
Arthos laughed, but the sound was lacking enthusiasm. "I promised my father I would return within five months. You shall have to come with me when I go."
"Why is that?"
"I will want my best friend to be there for my wedding of course," he answered in a happy tone.
Vegeta and Arro both heard the slight gasp from the doorway, but Prince Arthos was non the wiser. He did not have as perceptive hearing as a saiyan. Arthos frowned at the guarded look in his friends' eyes as they both were looking behind him. Arthos turned around, but by then no one was there.
"What?"
Arro shook his head. "Nothing! So, um, who's the lucky girl?"
~*~
Bulma closed her son's door as quietly as possible and turned toward the end of the hall on her way to her own room--one she unfortunately shared with Vegeta. It was for her own protection, she supposed, but she'd rather sleep in her son's room. No saiyan would dare enter that room and kill her in front of the heir to the throne who believed she was his real mother. Thankfully, Vegeta didn't come to 'their' room often. He slept only a few hours a night anyhow, so she didn't have to deal with him for very long. Bulma kept close to the inner sanctions of the palace, and when she did wander around, she always had Trunks, Goku, Chichi, or June with her.
She stopped next to Akira's bedroom door and frowned. It was cracked open, and she could hear someone crying. Glancing up and down the hall, Bulma pushed open the door and walked up the winding staircase that lead to Akira's personal suite. A loud clatter was heard, and Bulma picked up the front of her skirts and ran up the remaining steps. She covered her mouth when she spotted Akira sitting on the floor in front of her vanity, broken bottles and jewelry scattered around her.
"Akira, what happened?" She asked as she knelt next to her.
"I have truly lost him," she whispered staring blankly at the floor.
"What do you mean? Who?"
She started to laugh brokenly. "First Yamcha, then Vegeta, now Arthos."
Bulma was confused. "What are you talking about?"
The priestess shook her head trying to clear her mind. "It doesn't matter. As always, I have lost when it comes to love." She wiped the moisture from her cheeks and stood up, ignoring the blue haired woman's preoffered hand. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this."
"You can talk to me. I won't tell a soul," Bulma swore. "Please. I want to help, or at least be here for you. You've been helping me, Akira. Let me do the same for you."
Akira sat down on the edge of her bed, pulling a pillow into her lap and clutching it to her chest. "It's complicated."
Bulma gave her a stern look. "It can't possible get any more complicated then my story."
The other woman laughed. "True, but it certainly has it's points."
"You love Vegeta?" Bulma asked as she sat down next to her.
She smiled sadly. "My first love, but you know how those typically end, right?"
"He looses his temper, get's himself killed, only to reappear and mess things up several years later?"
Akira glared at her. "Sarcastic bitch," she teased. "You would have made one hell of a saiyan," she commented.
"Thanks, but you're trying to change the topic."
"Okay!" She chuckled. "What's not to love about him?"
"Well, I can think of a few things," Bulma started jokingly.
"Ha, ha. Anyhow." She sighed. "I knew from the beginning that it wasn't meant to be, but you know how it goes. The first time you fall in love, nothing matters to you. All the signs point to disaster, and you just keep trying to dodge them. You try and you try, but you can't do anything to stop it," she spoke quietly. "Three years before your sister and Vegeta were married, I was asked to marry a very rich businessman named Yamcha, who is now a well known pirate."
"Wow, what happened?"
"I said yes, but no one wanted me to leave. Vegeta declared that I was to be his queen, so I couldn't go with Yamcha."
"You mean he used his authoritity over you to make you stay?" Bulma inquired angrily.
"Oh, no! He professed his love for me, and I chose him over Yamcha." She laid back on the bed and sighed. "Sometimes I think I would have been better off chosing that damn pirate."
"So, you loved this Yamcha guy?"
"No, not really. He was a way to get as far away from Vegeta as possible. When I said yes to him, I had no idea how Vegeta felt about me. I figured it would be best to not be near him. Deep down I knew it was foolish to think anything could be between us."
"But he seems to still have feeling for you," her new friend argued.
"Yes, I know."
"So what's the problem?"
"No offense, but you," Akira responded. "You're acting as Marron, which means that Vegeta still has a wife. By Saiyan law, he can't just divorce because he wants to, not even after all your sister did. Besides," she added after a few seconds. "I do not wish to marry him."
"And this is where Arthos comes in, I take it?"
"More or less. He showed me what true devotion was, and we weren't even pledged to one another. I can't marry him, and he doesn't even know why."
"Why can't you?"
"Because I gave my word to Vegeta that I would not marry anyone but him."
~*~
Vegeta let out a yawn as he walked toward his bedroom. He hoped his wife was asleep because he really didn't want to get into a fight with her tonight. He paused next to Akira's door, frowning. He wondered if he should check on her before he went to bed. He couldn't get that look of utter shock and disbelief that he had seen on her face when Arthos had announced he was getting married out of his mind. He pushed open the door as quietly as possible and practically tip-toed up the steps. He cold hear voices, and he was surprised when he recognized them both. Akira and Marron! They were in the same room. Something was not right about this!
"What'd you come in here to rub it in my face, bitch?"
"Ha! Your just jealous."
Akira growled "Get the hell out of my room before I decide to forget about Vegeta's protection policy on you."
"Whatever."
Vegeta floated up to the ceiling as Bulma stormed out of the room, and he didn't come down until he heard the door slam shut. He walked slowly up the steps and entered the large room. Akira was bent over, picking up the mess she had made when she had first entered the room.
"What the hell happened here?"
She looked up and was actually startled enough to jump at his demanding tone. A sharp piece of glass slipped through her hand, cutting her palm open. She hissed and looked around for an old piece of cloth to wrap around her hand.
"Nothing. I just needed to vent, and the contents of my table were the first thing that caught my attention," she said. "What are you doing here? I figured you and Arthos would be up all night blabbing on and on about the past five years." She tried not to sound too hurt when she spoke.
"He was tired," Vegeta replied slowly, watching her wrap a yellow scarf around her hand. "Are you alright?"
Akira sood up straight and flashed him a fake smile. "Never better!"
"Don't lie to me. I saw that look on your face," he started.
"Don't," she begged. "I cannot talk about it, Vegeta. I just want to go to bed and forget that I even exist."
He walked over to her and grasped her shoulders. "Tell me how to fix this, and I will."
"It's already too late."
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"How many times must I tell you to stay the hell away from Akira?" He demanded as he burst into their room.
Bulma swallowed the lump in her throat. "I was trying to be nice. She got defensive with me and insults started to get out of hand, Vegeta. That is all," she lied.
He walked over to her and pulled her up out of the bed. "Leave her be," he hissed. "She has enough to deal with and doesn't need your 'help'."
'Oh, you're asking for it, buddy. Time for a little cruelness,' she thought. "No, she gets all the help she needs from you."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes dangerously. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Bulma glared back at him. "I'm sure your up there every night before you come to bed," she insinuated, knowing full well that wasn't the case, but she was in the mood for a good fight.
The prince chuckled. "Oh, so your jealous? Don't like sharing your husband all of a sudden, Marron?" He threw her backwards onto the bed. "Perhaps now you know how I felt all those years ago."
She knew he was playing with her, and she was starting to get nervous about where this might be leading when she saw him pull off his shirt and toss it aside. Her eyes grew big as he actually crawled ontop of her, pinning her to the bed.
'Shit!' She didn't bother to struggle, there was no point. It'd just make him laugh. 'I can't let him do anything! He'll know I'm not Marron,' she thought desperately.
Vegeta wasn't really thinking straight. He wasn't dealing with his guilt very well, and he was definitely not dealing with his lust very well either! She was his wife, though, so it shouldn't matter that he wanted to sleep with her. After all, he hadn't had sex in over five years! Just the thought of it was painful for him.
"What's the matter? You act jealous toward Akira after telling me for months that you'd rather die then touch me again," he reminded her. "Where else am I supposed to gain fullfillment since you deny me what is rightfully mine?"
"We can't do this. I don't want you," she whispered as he leaned down. 'Goddess, I have to stop all this lying!' She wanted him, but she knew she couldn't have sex with him.
He moved his hands up her sides and kissed her roughly. Bulma was frozen to the spot. She had to get out of this somehow, but it felt too good. She closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck, and kisses him back. Perhaps she could just enjoy a little of it before she had to end it. Vegeta kissed his way across her jaw, trailing his way to her neck. As his hands carressed her body, Bulma felt her stomach twist in unrecognizable ways. She wanted to keep going with despite what he might know by the end of it. So, of course, she was very relieved when she was saved from her weakness.
"Momma!" Trunks called out from the hallway.
Vegeta pulled away quickly, allowing her to roll out of the way and see to the boy's needs. He watched her straighten her nightgown and open the door. His head was spinning still. He didn't know why he felt compelled to even touch her again. She had cheated on him, and he still wanted her. 'What the hell was I thinking?' He wondered angrily, but the prince couldn't help but stare as his wife picke up their son and held him close so lovingly. There was no deceit in her actions with the boy. That much was clear to him after watching the two interact for the past 2 months. 'Perhaps Marron is capable of changing,' he told himself.
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Well.. I don't know if that seemed rushed or not. You tell me! Please! I'm not too sure about the ending of this chapter, but I actually couldn't think of anything else to do for it! Sorry if it really sucked.
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PANDORA ;)