On nights when the wind blows I softly close my eyes
It feels like you are right next to me
Wordlessly, I follow you and walk
Although every day, I can't even approach you step by step
The moonlight is setting,
A black moon is setting in my heart
It resembles me, who can't say anything
If I long for it so much and call out and call out
It's a memory that became blackened ash
A cold darkness is falling down
A small star is rising
I call out to you several times a day but
Why can't I hear an answer?
When I approach you step by step, you get further
The moonlight is setting,
A black moon is setting in my heart
It resembles me, who can't say anything
If I long for it so much and call out and call out
It's a memory that became blackened ash
My foolish trust just gets bigger
I hate my increasing expectations
I hate my splitting heart
Help me, help me
Help this heart that is only filled with unhappiness
The moonlight is setting,
A black moon is setting in my heart
It resembles me, who can't say anything
If I long for it so much and call out and call out
It's a memory that became blackened ash
The moonlight is setting,
A black moon is setting in my heart
It resembles you, who I long for so much
If I long for it so much and call out and call out
It's a memory that became blackened ash
It becomes blackened tears that are falling
~The Moonlight is Setting (Heora)
[The Moon that Embraces the Sun OST]
Episode 14
Under the Moonlight
Vegeta remained in his place as he sat quietly in his cushion seat on the floor of his private quarters. A frown etched deep in his hardened expression as he reminisced his conversation with his father's right hand man earlier that day.
"You did a good job dealing with the problem, your highness. But…"
The moment Zorn said those words, Vegeta knew he might have some idea who he was looking for.
"But what?" The heir to the throne asked, his cold, dark eyes cruelly pierced through Zorn like an icicle.
Zorn stared at the Crown Prince, noticing the chilling glare that made a shiver ran up his spine. He let out a deep breath as he said carefully, stuttering as he felt his body shiver due to terror. "W-What are you going to do if the traitor is someone very close to you?"
The prince's facial expression hardened even more, "What do you mean?" his tone even more intimidating than earlier.
"W-What if one of your Generals is the traitor you were looking for? Or perhaps, that woman named Bulma… What are you going to do?"
Vegeta's brows furrowed together at the question and started to become doubtful. Why is Zorn telling him this? Is he telling him that the rebel is amongst Raditz, Kakarot, Broly, Nappa and Bulma?
He went through the details of the clues given by the rebels once again in his mind. And then he realized that his father's right hand man might be correct after all.
He refused to consider it true but why does his intuition say it might be? The rebels showed up after he returned Bulma to her family, the first lot of rebels, they caught during the banquet said that this certain scientist who seemed to be the leader of this rebel group, planned a rebellion against the Saiyans once their savior has returned. He knows that Bulma's father is a scientist and an inventor, could it be possible that the Briefs were betraying him after the kindness he tried to show them? It is possible because of what he did in the past. Despite showing them mercy, it doesn't alter the fact that he destroyed their homeworld, killed their kind and separated them from Bulma for years. He also caused them to live in fear for their lives and forced them to hide all these years. Were they truly planning a revolt against the Saiyans all this time?
Last night, Bulma bid her goodbyes to him. It is possible that she opened the gates in order for the second mass of rebels to infiltrate the palace, and bought them time to attack his palace guards while she spoke to him. Once he came back to his palace to write his commands about her resignation, Bulma could have met with the rebels to act like she was taken hostage by them.
But…
Vegeta shook his head irritably, gritting his teeth in anger. "Tch! Such ridiculous nonsense!" he called his thoughts with an annoyed expression.
Her concern and her tears were real. She has been afraid of her life. She shed her tears when she found him hurt and maybe dead. His ki senses told him that. Those were not the reaction of somebody involved in this rebellion would show him, unless Bulma is a great actress worthy of a prestigious award.
His father's words flashed in his mind, the speech he received telepathically from his sire back when he was talking about Eschalotte. "Remember, you have to be ruthless in order to win. If you hold back and hesitate, it could become your downfall. Don't let foolish emotions drop your guard."
What was he going to do if his suspicions were real? If Bulma and her family are indeed part of the insurgents? As Crown Prince, he has to eliminate them himself in order to protect his kingdom, will he be able to manage it? If he let them be, feigned ignorance despite knowing the truth, he will be accused of treason against his own people for letting the rebels live to do whatever they want. He will lose his status as the rightful heir to the Saiyan Royal Throne, the thing he's always been fighting for.
His father's words were true.
Nevertheless, he has to investigate them first. Without proper evidence that would prove the Briefs' connection with the rebels, he can't suspect them easily as his foes. Perhaps, he'll have to watch them closely.
Especially, Bulma Briefs.
He recognized how dangerous she is ever since they were children. Her genius in technology was threatening enough that she might be able to make something to render the Saiyans powerless and destroy them all. Heck, that was the reason why he wiped out the humans and destroyed the Earth! Yet, despite knowing that fact, he has taken a liking to her menace. He always loved perilous situations, he viewed them as an exciting challenge for him. It's the same as him letting Broly live despite knowing the threat of the Prime Minister's son's ominous powers possibly surpassing his own one day and be used as something to dethrone or kill him. The same risk is what makes him drawn to Bulma even more. Possibly it was due to his cocky, mischievous and haughty attitude that he sees these kind of threats as something fun instead of something serious. And his father had always berated him for it, sees his pride as something foolish. Vegeta had always been confident in his abilities until… What happened yesterday night.
Was he fooled to let his guard down so he could be diluted into a helpless weakling? To be crushed like a worthless, low level insect?
He clenched his teeth together as he felt as if he was being pulled apart by his Saiyan pride and his love for the woman who did this to him.
~=o-O-o=~
The crimson skies gradually darkened into reddish blue and then deep violet as the fiery sun sank below the horizon, giving the stage of the sky to the two magnificent moons that ruled the night. The reddish one is a full moon while the other blue one is a gibbous, about to go into a full moon phase in a week or so.
Vegeta shivered as he felt the presence of the full moon through his Saiyan tail. There he was sitting alone in his dark room, still deep in his thoughts. The moonlight beamed behind him through an open window and he perceived his tail twitch behind him in anticipation, almost inviting him to stare at the full moon right now.
But this isn't the time yet.
The full moons on Planet Vegeta only appear every twenty five years, but holds out for three months. This will be the first time the Saiyan Crown Prince will be in the presence of the full moon's light. The Saiyans' true power and nature awakens once they stare at the full moon.
Tonight is going to be his first ever transformation to the Saiyan beast form, the Oozaru. A giant demonic monkey possessing overwhelming power.
"Your highness," Nappa said on the sliding door. "It's time for you to come to the field."
Prince Vegeta rose from his seat, took his Crown Prince's royal cloak to hide himself and strolled out of the Royal Palace towards an enormous open field where his father, his two Generals Kakarot and Raditz, and some members of the royal council and the guards were eagerly awaiting for his arrival. The council and the guards bowed before the heir as he walked past them towards his father, the king.
"Are you ready, Yon?" asked his father. His sire knew it would be difficult for his son since he's lost his powers due to the poison and transforming into the Oozaru for the first time would bring forth such intense explosion of power awakening from the depths of his being.
"I'll be alright, papa." Vegeta replied confidently.
His tall father rested a hand over his shoulder and nodded at him before he motioned his hand towards what it looked like was a magic circle made from blood on the concrete ground. It is necessary for the next alpha of the Saiyan Warrior Race to step into this circle in his first Oozaru transformation as if he was being offered, or presented to the moon, the giver of their true, primal power.
The Crown Prince removed his cloak and dropped it silently on the ground. He stepped into the gist of the bloody circle and just stood there, waiting.
As it's going to be his first transformation, everyone in the royal palace was eager to see it. Anticipating the 'awakening' of the most powerful of their kind. He doubted their excitement though, they're probably more anxious than thrilled. Of course, becoming an Oozaru would make him lose control of his own primitive desire to kill and destroy.
He'd been preparing for this night during his training, he told himself that he will not lose control despite being a first timer.
He shut his eyes and felt that the royal bond he shared with his people grew more powerful. He heard of their primal roar as everyone around him, and probably all the Saiyans in the Royal City and nearby islands, transform into Giant Monkey Beasts.
He winced as he felt his own primal nature tempt him into releasing the beast within himself. He could feel everyone's bloodlust and desire to destroy everything in their path writhing in his blood and he shivered, letting out a moan as he tried to ignore that.
Once it was finally over, Vegeta opened his eyes slowly and turned to see his father, his two Generals, some members of the council and royal guards looking down at him in their Oozaru forms. Their large, fully red eyes glowing. Deep growls rumbling from their chests. Despite growing for about fifty feet, they still don their armor. Their clothes had stretched to accommodate their immense size pretty well.
"It is time, my son." the enormous monkey beast wearing the King's armor said in a low, deep, but powerful voice that resounded across the Royal City and nearby Islands. "Stare up into the full moon and awaken your true power!"
The Saiyan Crown Prince nodded to him as he turned around in an about face manner. He dramatically raised his head to gaze up into the huge full moon hanging on the horizon. As the clouds slowly parted to reveal its majestic presence, the shimmering silvery blue moonlight burst forth as if it was releasing a dazzling blast of light to blind his eyes and burn his retinas. At the same time, those who transformed before him started howling like animals going wild as they all glowed with a crimson, ethereal light. Their powers begin to grow out of control.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! Aaaaaaaaahhh! Raaaaaaauuuurrrghhh!"
Vegeta cried out as the others continued to go raving mad. His screams were ear-piercing and rasping. He could feel the moonlight beaming all over his body, burning him with such intense, iron hot sensation. His eyes were totally blinded by the excessive beam coming from the full moon. He realized he was not prepared for this. He never anticipated it would be this intense. What made it worse was the aroma of blood beneath his feet. His cries only grew louder just as tremors violently shook him from the very core. As if the beast inside of him was clawing its way out of his body instead of him transforming into one.
Suddenly, his body glowed with an ethereal red light just as everyone else around him. With one violent shriek, his heart begin its powerful, telltale pounding inside his chest.
"Haah! Aaaargh! Guh! Gaaah! Aaahhh..! Raaaah!"
His blood-red eyes gazed blankly at the moon. Loud shallow breaths and continuous rapid grunts came out of his widely opened mouth while his body violently trembled along the loud, powerful beating of his heart. It was beating, loud and hard inside of him. He could feel its non stop hammering all over his body, hearing its strong thumping in his ears as if it was a huge drum.
"Argh! Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrghhh!"
Vegeta screamed once again as he felt his body shake harder and faster on the loud and powerful throbbing in his chest. Every second, it became deafening, stronger and quicker. His heart pumping blood and the transformation hormones rapidly, feeling like it was boiling acid flowing through his veins instead of blood. His breathing became ragged as well.
The upsurge of power was sharp and uncontrollable, like electricity charging up every pore, cell and muscle within his body with overwhelming energy. It was intense, burning, excruciating even. It felt as if every portion of his body would burst and burn into charcoal anytime soon.
Vegeta's body was pulsing violently along the strong jack hammering of his heart. Losing all sense of himself and drowning himself in the rush of his awakening power.
All that he could feel was the beating of his body, the rage and bloodlust of his primal beast that calls in his blood and his ki rising exponentially just as his muscles bulked up.
All he could see was the blinding brightness of the full moon above him.
And all he could hear was the thrill of blood in his ears and the ceaseless drumming of his heart. He was scarcely aware that the planet was trembling at his feet. His convulsions were so strong and uncontrollable that his crimson irises rolled at the back of his head, making them all white just as a loud gurgled cry came out from his widely opened mouth. His canines elongated into huge, sharp and deadly fangs.
"Aaaaaaaarrgghhh! Gyaaaaaahhh! Grraaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrggghhhhh!"
An ear-piercing howl resonated from the Saiyan Prince's throat as he felt the excruciating transformation finally happening on his body. With a loud, continual cry, his mouth and nose gradually elongated into a long muzzle. His teeth grew sharper and longer, the fangs bigger and deadlier than the rest of his teeth.
His pained screaming turned into a choir of piercing cries, peeking in pitch and sounding really demonic as his muzzle continued to elongate, before the sound lowered into a monstrous growl.
"Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuurrggghhhhhh!"
Vegeta continued to cry out in agony, though it already sounded like a beastly howl than a cry, feeling his body violently shudder while his muscles continued to bulk up even more and his body exploded into gigantic proportions. Veins in his all white eyes popped up, making them entirely the color of blood. His eyebrows gradually disappeared while his wide forehead bulged above his glowing eyes. The skin of his face darkened in tone as dark brown fur sprouted throughout the skin of his neck and the rest of his body. His black hair turned as dark brown as the fur, growing longer from the base of his nape until it reached the middle of his back.
Vegeta grew and grew, his feet shattering the ground he stood in. His body thrashed violently as he roared his pain, his tail fiercely slashing into the wind. He curled down for a while just as his trunk seemingly inflated like a balloon before he raised his arms in the air, which continuously grow in size and thickness as well.
"Ggwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooohhhhhh!"
Vegeta roared just like a furious king of the jungle, his body expanding even more. Another long cry resonated from him as he threw his head back. His hands shaking and fingers twitching uncontrollably. The way he did that, it was obvious that he was in so much pain. He could feel his insides changing too, in size, shape and position. Something must be gnawing at his organs while he burned with the uncontrollable power bursting forth from the deepest part of his being. Just when will this agonizing transformation end?
Finally, after such almost eternal torment he suffered during the transformation process which only occurred within a minute, the Saiyan Crown Prince howled into the full moon in the sky as a sign that his transformation was complete. The planet shook fiercely along his mighty roar. The rest of the Oozarus around him turned their heads in his direction and roared with him in response to their Future King's awakening.
~=o-O-O-o=~
Bardock and his crew were not far away from where the king and the Crown Prince were. In fact, he decided to stay a few miles behind them to witness his sons' first transformations too but their attention were drawn by Prince Vegeta's transformation instead. During the prince's final roar as he ended the process, Bardock abruptly felt his head throb with a surprising and painful pulse. He suddenly collapsed on the ground, convulsing with uncontrollable tremors while his eyes rolled at the back of his head. This isn't caused by the moon or him about to transform into an Oozaru too. It was something else. Gine cried out as she caught him in her arms while his crew members surrounded him in worry.
When Bardock's convulsions ended, he let out a violent shriek and then his all white eyes widened.
Another vision flashed in his mind.
It was on Kakarot's perspective this time. Although the situation didn't change much since last time in Raditz's position. (See Episode 3) Dark clouds still covered the skies, the trembling of the entire planet was just as intense, and people screaming all around him in pure terror.
"Vegeta! What's happening to Vegeta?!" he said as Kakarot.
"He's lost it! He's going to kill us all! We're all going to be destroyed!" Nappa cried out in panic.
The same damned lines he heard last time. Why the hell is he having these visions again?! Wait, something is wrong. Bardock noticed that Raditz or Bulma aren't around. They were originally in this vision!
The screams around him escalated as lightning flashed violently around them. There was a burst of light that emanated from Vegeta, who was floating like an angel of destruction up the sky.
He still found the multiple images of Vegeta gazing back at him with their soulless gray eyes. Medical Tanks containing them naked.
But something has also changed when it comes to Vegeta himself. Instead of becoming something blue, he morphed into something else. It was red, and he looked extremely sinister, filled with hatred, bitterness and bloodlust.
What's the meaning of this?!
~=o-O-O-o=~
King Vegeta poised cautiously while the others around him went into defensive stances - preparing themselves for their Crown Prince's monstrous rampage. The mere thought of it was terrifying them to their core. That primordial power their crown prince possessed is overwhelming enough to completely destroy not only Planet Vegeta but the entire galaxy they live in!
Vegeta lowered his head, a low, beastly growl resonating deep within his chest through his razor sharp canines. His big, red eyes glowed brighter as the scarlet aura surrounding his body ebbed away. His eyes narrowed slightly as he fought control over his primal urge to go into an animalistic rampage and destroy everything around him. As soon as he turned his head around, the others thought he was about to go berserk and they charged him altogether in an effort to restrain him.
The fight was short lived. The prince was able to make quick work of his oppressors, knocking them all into the ground effortlessly. He was still stronger than them after all.
Thinking his son was losing control, King Vegeta stepped up carefully, "Yon, stop it!"
The prince turned his head towards his father and nodded, "Of course. They started attacking me all of a sudden I had to be on my defense or I might lose it." He said. His voice as low, deep and resonating as his father's.
Vegeta's actions surprised the King greatly. His son is in full control of his Oozaru form even though this was his first ever transformation?!
"You… H-How did you…?!"
Vegeta tilted his head innocently, "Huh?"
This was the first time the King had seen a Saiyan being able to fully control himself and his primeval fathomless bloodlust upon his first Oozaru transformation. He and the Elites trained themselves for years to be able to maintain their rationality and control while in their beast forms.
"…To be able to fully control yourself as an Oozaru." The king said.
Vegeta turned his entire body to face his father and said, "I've been preparing myself for years. Plus… I've been feeling the same primal desires all of my life and I learned to control that first hand. I've subjected myself through rigorous training, until I was able to let out part of the same primal power on my own."
Vegeta reminded his father of the time he fought the Galactic Empire's soldiers, and the king remembered that power up his son had performed during that time. No wonder he was so powerful and animalistic at that time! (Refer to Episode 5)
"Even so, as an Oozaru for the first time… Truly impressive, my son." King Vegeta couldn't help but be very proud of his heir. Even the other Saiyans not far away from them were amazed.
The prince let out a smug snort as he turned around to finally take in his surroundings in his new perspective. The trees and buildings felt like they were made for dolls for being small. After gazing around him for a minute, he unceremoniously punched the air with his right hand.
"Hmm…" The prince murmured as he looked down into his fists, feeling his Oozaru powers flowing through his body like an endless pit of energy. At the back of his mind, he heard the whispers of his beast self, willing him to release it in a wave of unstoppable destruction. He decided to give in just this once since he wanted to test just how powerful he is in this form. He raised his right hand, his index finger pointed up into the dark violet skies. Red tendrils of ki coalesced into a destructive sphere of plasma before his finger, sparking with red deadly bolts of electricity. The other Oozarus behind him gasped in horror and awe at such unbelievable power being concentrated into one sphere of pure ki. After all, the prince had grown ten times stronger than his normal self while in Oozaru form.
The electric currents snapping off the fully concentrated charging of the Galick Beam had sent lightning bolts into random directions. The ground started to rumble and a powerful gust of wind start to blow around him, his red cape billowed behind him. This was by far the first time he's charging his signature technique with his Oozaru powers. The humming of ki and loud zaps of voltage reverberated across the city.
The king and the other Saiyans were being blown away by the potent wind being summoned by their prince despite their enormous sizes. "What power!" was all they could say as they try to maintain their position the best as they could.
Without warning, Vegeta fired his most powerful Galick Beam so far - into the skies. A flash of blinding red blast burst from his finger towards the sky, ripped its way through the atmosphere, out of Planet Vegeta, and out of the Galaxy with speed nearly a hundred times faster than light. The shockwaves caused by the eruption of destructive energy sent everyone near him flying into random directions, despite their gigantic proportions.
Vegeta lowered his hand to watch at the trail of his beam and waited. Any minute by now, it would reach its target - the Great Star of the Western Galaxy. Once it ripped through its core, it would cause a supernova that would destroy that entire galaxy in mere seconds. It was a Galaxy where most of the Galactic Empire's bases were. Destroying that part of the Universe just might anger the Galactic Emperor but that way, Frieza and the entire Universe will be reminded about his power and how dangerous his wrath could be.
And he's not using his power to its fullest with that beam. To think that the Galick Beam is still his weakest signature move…
Everyone watched in terror and awe as they found the Western Galaxy was destroyed completely by that beam and the supernova that followed the explosion of the star.
~=o-O-O-o=~
The prophecy has changed!
Bardock was brought back to reality when he saw his home planet had been destroyed by Vegeta himself who had lost control over his powers. The last thing he heard was Kakarot swearing to himself that he will do whatever it takes to stop Vegeta and bring him back to his rightful path. He didn't know what caused the prince to become such a monster when he was originally meant to save the universe from the Galactic Emperor. It appeared that the role of saving the universe has been transferred to Kakarot.
Ignoring the questions from his wife and his friends, he stood up to stare at Vegeta in his Oozaru form. Did this transformation played a critical role in that change of the prophecy?
Why? How did the savior they were all placing their hopes to had turned into someone who would destroy them instead?
Was it because of Raditz and Bulma? What will happen to them?! Anyways, Bardock had to do something to change it. He has to save everyone.
~=o-O-O-o=~
Vegeta was impressed at the destruction he caused. This power coursing throughout his body is overwhelming, almost endless. But the form itself had its own disadvantages. Aside that he finds the form making his handsome face look so hideous, his gigantic frame puts a limit to his speed. He wondered if he would be able to release the power entirely even without the help of the full moon or even transforming into this Giant Monkey beast.
What would Bulma think of him when she sees him transform into this anyways? Would she be disgusted of how his handsome face changed into something so ugly?
A growl ripped through his throat as he imagined such ridiculous and awkward situations and he threw his head back to roar his fury. It was when he realized that his power continued to rise within him. His ki was overwhelming, bottomless. He could feel that the full moon's brilliance was the cause for such continuous flow of beastly energy. And having negative thoughts such as rage and bloodlust would make his control snap anytime and have the evil beast take over. So he shook his head to calm his thoughts down.
~=o-O-O-o=~
The first thing Vegeta went to find once he and the others returned to their humanoid forms the following sunrise, was a mirror.
Despite the earthquake he caused, the buildings were still intact. The alien maids in the palace had cleared the path from the things that had fallen or destroyed by the shaking. Vegeta was in a hurry, almost panicking. Kakarot and Raditz followed him, wondering why he went off like that. The prince slammed the door to his bathroom and stayed there for an entire hour.
Kakarot and Raditz asked him what was wrong with him all of a sudden.
"Your highness, is something the matter with your stomach?" asked Raditz, thinking the prince was suffering from diarrhea he was holding back while in Oozaru form.
Vegeta childishly whined inside the bathroom. This made Raditz and Kakarot panic and kicked the door open, shouting "Your highne-!" only to find their prince staring intently at his reflection in the mirror.
Vegeta turned to them with quivering lips and teary eyes, "Am I still a pretty boy?"
Raditz and Kakarot both collapsed in the floor in disbelief.
~=o-O-O-o=~
"So you were worried she won't like you any longer because you turned into a Giant Monkey last night?" Raditz laughed.
"Don't worry about it, your highness." Kakarot smiled sheepishly.
"Am I going to become that ugly thing everytime I stare at a full moon?" Vegeta complained with such a grim look.
"You don't have to stare at it if you don't want to…" Kakarot suggested with an awkward grin.
"It's unbelievable how you are more concerned of your face than that awesome power you just unleashed." Raditz commented while he fought the urge to laugh at his prince's conceitedness.
Vegeta shrugged his shoulders, making a bitter face, "W-Well… Setting that ugly form aside… The power is indeed great. Maybe… Strategically wise, I might use that transformation as a last resort."
"If there is a full moon, of course."
"Hmm…" Vegeta murmured lowly, suddenly deep in his thoughts. He recalled his plans to find a way to manipulate the Oozaru power without the help of a full moon.
He recalled his studies about how the full moon can trigger the Oozaru transformation when the Saiyan Retina absorbed seventeen million Zeno units of Blutz wave, a green spectrum radiation created through the slight change in the wavelength of a full moon's beam. He wondered if he could create an artificial source of Blutz waves with his ki and knowledge of electromagnetism.
Vegeta rested his elbow on his table and puts his hand over his chin, wondering. "Say… What if there is a way for us to create an artificial moon so we can transform into Oozaru whenever we wish to?" he announced his thoughts.
Raditz and Kakarot looked at him with huge eyes. Knowing Vegeta, he will find a way to make that 'what if' a reality.
"Artificial moon?" Kakarot repeated, puzzled.
"I just thought it would be practical during a battle where we Saiyans will be at a great disadvantage with using just our normal power in base forms. Our true power will only be awakened if we stare at a full moon and we are not able to control the length of day and night or the phases of the moon."
"I think that is a great idea, your highness! When we are on a pinch we can release our true power whenever we needed to!" Raditz complimented.
"Hn, I guess." Vegeta yawned. He waved his hand lazily and said. "You're dismissed today. I think I'm feeling the effects of that transformation now. I want to go to sleep."
"As you wish, your highness." His Generals obeyed.
Just as Raditz and Kakarot were about to exit the prince's private quarters, Bardock barged in like someone planning a hostage scene, surprising the three Saiyans.
"Dad!" Raditz and Kakarot gasped in shock.
Vegeta didn't say anything when he found Bardock glaring at his direction. Did he do something weird?
"I want to speak with you alone, brat." he demanded. "You two wait for me outside."
Raditz and Kakarot looked at each other before Raditz answered, "Yes, dad. We'll take our leave, your highness." The elder General pulled his younger brother out of the Crown Prince's quarters.
"…What is it?" Vegeta asked Bardock curiously.
Bardock dropped to his knees, staring at him with an anxious look. The prince felt uncomfortable at that gaze.
"Well?!" Vegeta snapped in irritation after a minute of staring. He was tired and wanted to go to sleep already and here was Bardock wasting his time.
Bardock didn't know where to start so he asked, "How do you feel about your first transformation?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. And here he thought it was something so urgent.
"Tell me!" Bardock demanded, causing the prince to look back at him in shock.
"Watch your mouth, third class! I know I usually let you speak of me as you wish at your residence but I will not tolerate that behavior while you are in my royal palace!"
Bardock didn't say anything. Vegeta thought he was looking anxious and desperate and so he decided to just answer. He didn't wish to worry the man who became like his secondary father.
"I will pretend your blatant disrespectful demands didn't happen just this once." Vegeta said coldly. "I can tell you were worried about something. Don't worry, I am fine. It was an amazing experience. The power that flowed within me felt uncontrollable and wild but despite that and the strong feeling of innate bloodlust that I longed for, I was still able to control myself."
"I see." Bardock said. "If anything goes wrong or if you had any problems you wish to talk about, I advice that you speak to Raditz or Kakarot about it. Don't keep them to yourself, okay?"
"I do that, just so you know. Is there any problem? Is it because of another vision? What did you see?"
"It was almost the same vision as last time, but through Kakarot's perspective."
"Almost huh? So something did change that made you this anxious about how I felt when I first transformed into an Oozaru?"
"Yes." Bardock answered. "I didn't wish to tell you this the last time I had this vision as I didn't find anything wrong with it. However, this time… I think I have to tell you the truth."
Vegeta realized that it must be something worrisome as the soldier would not say anything about his visions unless it involved something devastating.
"So something did change, huh?" Vegeta said. "What is it? Is it dangerous?"
"I saw that there will be a devastating battle, so devastating that everything will be destroyed and many lives will be killed. I saw you losing control of your powers. Everyone were worried about you, you were blinded by your rage and bloodlust. And then, I saw you looking at me with soulless grey eyes, and it multiplied from tens, hundreds, thousands. There were thousands of you in there, inside medical tanks. And then I saw you change into - "
Vegeta cut Bardock off with an excited squeal, and he jumped towards the older Saiyan causing him to fall on the floor and pinned by a happy prince, "Woah! You saw me become a Super Saiyan?! Cool! When is it going to happen?!"
"Hey, don't get too excited, brat! I'm not done telling the story yet!"
"Oh, okay."
"As I was saying, I saw you change into something strange. At first it was blue, something that felt calm and divine. But today, I saw you become something different, it was red and it felt really evil."
"Ahh, I think that's cool." Vegeta was already daydreaming about his image as the golden legendary warrior of the Saiyans, not caring about what Bardock was trying to tell him anymore. "I wonder which one would I look cooler? Blonde, blue or red?"
"Why the hell are you even thinking about how cool you would look with different hair colors?! Aren't you even worried about you turning into something sinister?! Hey, are you even listening?!"
Vegeta turned towards Bardock and smiled, "Of course not! Power is everything so I am glad to know about me achieving several transformations in the future." And then he goes on mumbling about which hair color would suit him the most or which one would Bulma find amazing.
"Listen here, you brat!" Bardock yelled.
~=o-O-O-o=~
Bardock walked out of the Crown Prince's quarters with a sour face, looking like he was tired about the prince's overbearing attitude.
"I guess telling the royal brat is hopeless after all." he sighed to himself in disappointment.
Instead of worrying about the vision, the Saiyan Prince just became excited about the prospect of gaining such powers in the near future. He wasn't even worried about Planet Vegeta being destroyed by his own hand or about the hidden meaning behind the multiple soulless images of his. Bardock became more worried about Vegeta's vain and cocky attitude.
Raditz and Kakarot followed him on the way back home through the path within the backyard forest-like garden behind the Crown Prince's palace. The siblings noticed their father's anxiety and decided to ask what the problem was.
"Hey dad, what's wrong? Did Vegeta said something bad to you?" Kakarot asked in concern.
Bardock halted his footsteps and raised his head to look up into the red skies. Despite seeing Kakarot would become the hero in his new vision, he cannot help but feel worried for Raditz as he didn't find him there. He is also afraid of what Prince Vegeta would become if he won't be taken back to the right path. With that kind of power, the prince would be the most dangerous threat to the universe. He'd rather choose the original vision to happen than the new one. At least, in that vision he knew Raditz was safe and that the entire Saiyan race has been saved.
He also wondered if other seers like him saw a change in Prince Vegeta's future as well.
"You two." Bardock finally said after a minute or two. He turned to gaze back at his sons. "Watch at Prince Vegeta very carefully. Keep him happy and satisfied as much as you can. And if he ever feels angry, try to lighten up his mood as much as possible."
Raditz and Kakarot stared at their father with confused looks.
"Why dad?" asked Kakarot in concern.
"The prophecy has changed. Vegeta will not be the one to save us. Instead, he'll turn to the dark side and destroy us all."
The younger Saiyans' eyes became wide as saucers due to disbelief.
"What?! How did that happen?! You said he'll be the one to save us from the Galactic Empire. Even other seers saw that Vegeta was the prophesied one to save the universe from the Emperor!" Raditz demanded.
"I have no idea how it changed. Or if other seers saw the same changes as I did. I couldn't see any signs from Vegeta yet. Someone must be trying to change the prophecy. Anyways, we still have time to change things. I hope we do change fate back to its proper path."
Or else…
~=o-O-O-o=~
Vegeta awoke that evening, recovered from the tiring effects of his transformation. He was in a good mood especially when he remembers Bardock's vision about him. Despite feeling the moonlight through the opening of his window, he decided not to transform tonight. He felt hungry though so he ordered his chefs to prepare him a big feast on the table.
He wondered what Bulma was doing so after he was done with his dinner, he decided to come over the Briefs' residence. He dressed to his black armor and put on a pair of black lensed goggles that could block Blutz waves to prevent his retinas from absorbing them if he ever accidentally stares at the full moon. He teleported himself towards the island where Bulma and her parents reside.
"Hey," Bulma greeted him with a smile when she opened the door of her home for him to enter. He smirked back at her, pecking a short kiss on her cheek. "What are you doing here?" she asked him.
"I missed you so I came here to see you. How have you been?" Vegeta asked.
"Well, I haven't taken a bath a yet. I've been busy working on something. Do you mind if you wait for me in the living room? I am concerned that you find me dirty and ugly." Bulma said as she led him towards the living room.
He chuckled at that. Wow, now she's concerned of her looks because she's around him now, huh? "Fine. But where are your parents?"
"They went to a friend's house to deliver some capsules. They will be back soon." she responded.
"Alright. I'll stay here and wait." Vegeta assured her as he plopped down at the brown couch at the corner. The living room was small and simple with dimly lit lights. There was just this couch, a coffee table and an entertainment system consisting of a large flat screen and a stereo on the opposite wall in front of him. The walls surrounding him were painted in cream color.
Bulma handed him the remote control for the television, "You can turn the TV on and watch whatever you desire if you want to."
"Hn. Not really interested." The prince turned down the offer with an uninterested look.
Bulma put the remote next to him either way, "Sure. I'll be quick." she told him before she walked out of the room to take a shower.
Vegeta waited quietly there, though something at the back of his mind was telling him to start investigating about Zorn's suspicions of Bulma being part of the rebels. After a minute of self debates, he decided to roam around the house for a while. His steps were quiet and unnoticable, like a predator searching for his prey.
He didn't know how he ended up inside Bulma's bedroom but he found something quite interesting lying on her bedside table. Paperwork of calculations, a sketch, possibly a blueprint of something round. There were a few familiar looking capsules in there too.
He turned his head to look at Bulma's direction suspiciously. Why are these capsules in here? What is the meaning of these papers? Is she creating a weapon capable of destroying his kingdom?
Is Bulma really the savior of the rebels he was looking for? Is she truly planning to destroy his realm by leading or assisting the rebels?
He moved back when he sensed that Bulma was coming to her room. He turned and quickly hid inside her closet. He became extremely uncomfortable when he heard her strip her towel off her body and dropped them on the floor. He shut his eyes to prevent himself from staring or peeking through the horizontal slats of the closet. However, some improper erotic thoughts begin to flow in his mind and he felt his heart pound in his chest and his cheeks flush at the image he was forming about Bulma, completely naked outside. Smooth white skin, beautiful soft curves, big boobs and…
How would it feel to touch those with his strong hands? He shamelessly wondered to himself.
He put his hand over his crotch as he tried to control his thoughts. He felt his precious manhood going stiff at his naughty thoughts. His face going entirely red, feeling a warm yet spine tingling sensation all over his body. Just what the fuck is he thinking?!
When he sensed that Bulma was done putting clothes on and left the room, turning the lights off as she moved on. Vegeta carefully came out of the cabinet. He let out a sigh and relaxed. It felt like an inferno inside that thing. He silently stepped back towards the table and took the papers in his hand. He sensed that Bulma was coming back, she probably forgot something. He quickly teleported himself back to his quarters, left the papers on his own study table and quickly returned to Bulma's living room. He heard her panicking on her room so he came there to see what's going on.
"What's the matter, woman?" he asked, feigning ignorance as he leaned on his left side against the door frame, crossing his arms over his black chest plate.
Bulma was frantically searching for something when he came in and she looked up to him in surprise when she heard him, "Huh? Oh, it's just a few paperworks on a project dad and I was planning to do. I think I misplaced it somewhere I couldn't find it anywhere. I was sure I just put them here. Damn, it took me quite a while to solve those calculations. Waaah."
Vegeta concluded that she must be looking for the papers he stole just now. Nothing was suspicious by the way she whined about losing that paperwork. "Hmph! Here I thought you said you're a genius. If you truly are then you need not to worry about it. You just have to repeat the process."
Bulma sighed as she gave up her search, "I guess you're right about that." she said with a sullen look. "It was a lot of work to do. And here I thought I can make it by tomorrow. I guess I'll have to postpone creating it."
He straightened himself and strolled forward towards her. "So what's this project about anyways?" he said as he crouched down to stare at her with his cold, dark eyes.
She gazed at him, losing herself once more at the deepness of his onyx gems. It's truly a magnificent sight to behold.
She looked away, resisting the tempting urge to let his eyes absorb her once again. "It's… It's a secret." she muttered.
"Really? You wouldn't dare to talk to me about it?" Vegeta pouted. Deep inside, his suspicions grew more threatening.
She turned her eyes back on him, "You would know about it pretty soon." she said before she picked herself up from the floor and walked away. He straightened himself to follow her into the kitchen where she took a bottle of Fim to drink. She leaned her back on the counter, pulled the cork off the green bottle and chugged down the alcoholic drink down her throat. Vegeta watched at her drink, reminiscing that time they first had drinks together at Bardock's house. (See Episode 3) He couldn't help but smile at the memory. She was an uncontrollable talking machine back then. He wondered if her mouth would slip again this time and tell him the truth about that project.
"By the way, do you want something to drink?" Bulma offered him her bottle. "If you don't want this then you can grab whichever you want at the fridge. Oh! How about we buy some fried Nokma! You know, that bird we ate last time at Raditz's home! I think it would be a good pair for Fim!" (See Episode 6)
"Tch! As if you can just buy Nokma anywhere. Only royalty have the right to eat that." Vegeta told her.
"You're the Crown Prince. You can get it, right?" Bulma jested.
Vegeta let out a quiet snort as he rolled his eyes off her.
~=o-O-O-o=~
After the Crown Prince's dinner and her kitchen duties were done, Chichi was invited by Kakarot for their first official date ever.
To make up for failing to take her out on their supposedly first date, Kakarot planned to treat her to an exclusive restaurant in the royal city.
Kakarot went to the Royal Cooks' Quarters that evening to wait for Chichi in there when Vegeta suddenly appeared not far away from where he waited via Hibiktus. Surprised, Kakarot quickly find some place to hide himself. If the prince learned that he was there to fetch Chichi for a date, he'll be in big trouble.
Vegeta walked in when he bumped into Chichi on the way. The raven haired girl looked at him in shock, and recognized him immediately.
"S-Sadara-sama!" Chichi gasped as she quickly put her head down.
Vegeta glared at the girl with a hard gaze, realizing he was wearing his General's Black armor instead so he concluded that she didn't recognized him as the Crown Prince just like Bulma did before.
Chichi suddenly felt uncomfortable at the cold look she was receiving from the General, being reminded by the same scary look on the eyes of the Saiyan Crown Prince.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be inside your quarters at this late hour?" Vegeta demanded rather harshly. There's supposed to be a curfew for the royal cooks.
Chichi realized he also had the same voice as the Crown Prince himself.
"My apologies, master. I… I was supposed to go outside to get some fresh air." Chichi lamely excused.
Vegeta suddenly remembered Bulma being in this same situation long ago.(See Episode 2) Normally, he would have anybody who gets in his way severely punished. However, he found Chichi's presence useful this time as he won't need to go anymore further to search for Celerie.
"It's good that I found you, then." Vegeta announced as he folded his arms before his chestplate. "State your name, woman."
"Mao Chichi… Master."
Vegeta was perplexed. Chichi? So this woman is Bulma's Earthling friend and Kakarot's love interest? He scrutinized her carefully. No wonder the clown liked her so much. Kakarot tends to like women who cook well. That glutton fool.
"Chichi, I need you to fry a whole Nokma for me now. That's a direct order." he commanded her.
"Eh?" Chichi protested. "But…" How about her date with Kakarot? Was he waiting for her outside?
"But what?" The prince asked gruffly. "You can't mean you don't recognize me at all. Aren't you the cook I ordered to give Eschalotte some milk cookies three days ago?"
Chichi's eyes almost popped out of her sockets, as he confirmed her earlier suspicions. "Y-Y-Y-Your h-!" she stuttered in complete surprise but he immediately sent her a warning glare that made her words fade away.
"Shh…" Vegeta hushed her in susurration. "You wouldn't want Celerie to see you here right now, would you? As far as I know, you are past your curfew time."
The raven haired girl gulped nervously, "Y-Yes…"
"Then go now. I'll follow you in the kitchen soon."
Chichi awkwardly turned around and walked back into the kitchen to cook the prince's request. She felt a little annoyed that her date might not go through once again because of him. And shameful that she was caught by none other than the Crown Prince himself. However, she felt grateful that he didn't punish her right there.
~=o-O-O-o=~
Thirty minutes later after he left Bulma, Vegeta returned to Bulma's house with a brown bag of a whole fried Nokma. Bulma's eyes bulged in disbelief. He really did went back to the palace to order Celerie to fry him this. The two of them shared the drinks and the Nokma while talking about certain things.
Like why Vegeta was wearing that odd goggles. Is he going to swim?
The prince made a lousy excuse that Saiyans tend to see lights brighter during a full moon, which makes their eyes red during full moon nights. He even offered to take his goggles off to show her what his point was. However, he said he can't assure of her safety if he does. She decided not to make him do that, refusing to be reminded of his feral looks three nights ago. She decided to change the topic.
"I've been curious of certain things about you for a while. Knowing what you truly are made me feel like you were a completely different person than before." Bulma said after a while of drinking. "I wonder if you could answer me a few questions honestly so I can know you a lot better."
He smiled at that. "Fine. I will try and answer them as honestly as I could." he said as he cupped his chin with his left hand, his left elbow rested over the blackwood table before him while his right hand relaxed on his lap. He stared at her, waiting. His dark eyes playful and curious.
"Well, first things first…" She said as she cupped her chin with both hands, her elbows also on the top of the table. "How old are you again?"
"Eighteen years old."
"So you're a year older than me, huh?"
"I know that. I asked your age when I first met you."
"Oh. Okay. I'd like to know what you love and hate. What's your favorite color?"
"Royal blue. And I totally hate pink." Vegeta made a look of disgust when he said pink.
"Oh." Bulma muttered. No wonder why he reacted hatefully about her pink dress when they dated in place of Tarble and Gure. (See Episode 1). "My favorite color is mint green, if you are curious. How about food?"
"I have no particular favorites with food. I eat anything that's served in front of me so long as it's not poisoned."
"I see. My favorite food are red berries. I love sweet things too. How about your hobbies?"
"Training. But because I couldn't find a way to get stronger than those boring, repetitive drills, I eventually got bored with it. I still do training every morning and spend more time when I feel like it. Sometimes, I study to create new techniques for myself or improve my fighting skills. That's just all, aside from playing around outside the palace, of course."
"I have no particular hobby since I always work to survive everyday. But if I ever had one, it might be inventing things and building machines and gadgets. Just as I do when I was a child."
"You are free to do that now, aren't you?" Vegeta asked.
Bulma smiled very faintly, "Yes. I help my dad around with this new invention." Then she fell into silence, realizing what she was about to say. She stared at the prince who was looking back at her curiously. She smiled wider and decided to change the topic, hoping he wouldn't ask any further about what she and her father were trying to build. "Anyways, have you ever liked a woman before?"
Vegeta chortled at that inquiry. He didn't quite expect that kind of question from her. "Yes." he responded with amusement. "I once had a childhood crush."
Bulma was surprised by the response. He did like a woman before? Is that true at all? "Really? What kind of woman is she?"
Vegeta chuckled, "Well, she is a beauty and a very feisty woman, just like how a Saiyan wants his woman."
"Is she in the Selection too?" she curiously inquired.
"Why are you asking? Are you jealous?" he asked rather smugly.
"I'm feeling uncomfortable if she was that close to you."
"So you're jealous, indeed!" he laughed.
"I'm not!" She quickly denied, which caused him to howl in laughter. "So who is prettier? Me or your childhood crush?"
He snorted, a playful smirk curved upon his lips. "Hmph! That's an easy question. My childhood crush, of course! You're not even pretty to compare yourself to her."
Bulma scowled, completely offended. "Whatever. Into the next question, do you like any of the Selected girls?"
"Nope. They're not my type at all." The prince replied quickly.
Bulma's scowl melted into confusion, "Why? They are Saiyans like yourself. I saw a few of them in the banquet. They're strong, rich, came from noble families and have beautiful bodies. Are you sure you're not interested with any of them? I thought you like feisty and pretty women? Aren't Saiyan women like that?"
"So just because they're powerful elites, stubborn and beautiful does that mean I should go and mate them?"
"Hey, I didn't say they're beautiful!"
He smirked, mockingly. "Are you jealous?"
Bulma was taken aback by the comment, "I-I think I need to get a new bottle of Fim." Bulma shrugged uncomfortably as she excused herself out of his question.
"Forget about it. I'll find another way to drink." Vegeta rose from his seat.
"So you're leaving already? I'm not done questioning you, yet."
He looked down at her with his cold stare. Bulma just gazed up to him, wondering if something was wrong. They just looked at each other quietly. A few seconds passed and his glare melted. He gradually turned and slowly walked towards her, she just watched at him with confusion. Once he was an inch beside her, their eyes locked into each other's, he suddenly pulled her into a deep, amorous kiss.
~=o-O-O-o=~
"I'm sorry about you waiting a bit longer. The Crown Prince had a direct order I had to do." Chichi explained to Kakarot while they waited for their dinner at the exclusive and luxuriously fine restaurant he teleported her in. It was dimly lit, quiet and peaceful. Kakarot mentioned this was some underground restaurant, a safer place to date tonight. Chichi didn't understand what he meant. And she seemed puzzled about the goggles over his eyes.
"Don't worry about it, Chichi. I actually saw him come in." Kakarot said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, but I didn't dare to show myself. If he learns I was going to take you out on a date, we'll both end up in trouble."
Chichi gasped. "So I made the right decision to lie about why I was out at that time."
"You lied to him?" Kakarot was surprised. Vegeta always know whenever a person was lying to him or not but Chichi was able to survive that encounter. Was the prince in a good mood to be merciful and let her lie slip?
Kakarot stifled an impressed laughter. The prince sure was getting soft.
"I think he was feeling merciful to let you live after lying to him like that." he said.
"He says it was convenient for him to find me on his way and then he ordered me to fry him a whole Nokma. After that, he just disappeared to thin air without even a thanks."
"Now that's just like him. Pushy and demanding as always but at least, letting you live after that encounter is good."
"By the way, this place looks quite extravagant." Chichi noted. "Are you sure it's all right for you to take me here?"
"Of course. I thought I needed to make it up to you for what happened last time." Kakarot assured.
Chichi smiled timidly but deep inside she felt enamored by his sweetness. A faint blush flushed on her cheeks. Kakarot find her awkward reaction beautiful and he stared at her in fascination.
Their gawky moment was graciously interrupted when their food arrived. It was quite an expensive set of meal. A fresh vegetable salad and creamy Phun soup for appetizers, the finest ten pound charred Behko steak seasoned with pepper and mushroom gravy, sided with rice.
"By the way, I've been noticing this since I met you. You seem to act quite differently than the other Saiyans I've ever met before. You're sweet, friendly, cheerful and naive. It's good of you to be different. I like that about you." Chichi noted.
Kakarot grinned, "Wow, is that so?" he beamed. "I'm usually being chided by Vegeta for being that way. I'm glad to know that at least someone appreciates that now."
"You're being chided just for that?" Chichi gasped in concern.
"Like you said, I'm quite different from the rest of my kind. Raditz said I lost my memories when I had an accident as a child on Earth. I still have that scar on my head." Kakarot said as he rubbed that part of his cranium.
"Y-You were on Earth?" She blinked, surprised.
"I was originally sent to clear the planet of its inhabitants but because of the accident, I failed on that mission. Vegeta said that losing my memory also caused my original Saiyan drives to disappear as well. So, that's basically it. Oh, you were from Earth too, right? Just like Bulma."
"Yes. I was still an infant when it was destroyed so I don't have much memories about it."
"So I guess I'm a year older than you, huh? That's a relief. I was worried I was engaged to an older lady." Kakarot chuckled.
Chichi's eyes suddenly turned indignant and Kakarot felt a shudder ran up his spine.
"Sorry, no offense." Kakarot retracted his words quickly. "I guess I got influenced by Vegeta and Raditz with their jokes."
"Making jokes about a lady's age is rude." Chichi admonished.
"I- I see. I'm sorry." Kakarot faltered, shrugging his shoulders and looked away. "P-Please forget about what I said."
Kakarot realized he had to take her to a movie theater to make amends for offending her.
"Oh well, I guess you're too naive to know that." Chichi sighed.
"After this, shall we go and see a movie?" Kakarot offered.
Chichi nodded in agreement. "Okay. If you say so."
~=o-O-O-o=~
Bulma's shock quickly melted away as a warm, hypnotic feeling swiftly clouded her mind. Her eyelids fluttered as she gradually closed her eyes, letting his soft, moist full lips slowly ravage hers with lustful desire.
He stroke his hands over her sides before he lifted her up to raise her from her seat so she could stand. He took her face in his hands and deepened the kiss as he forcefully pressed his lips against hers. She let out a moan at the feeling of his warm breath inside her mouth. As soon as she parted her lips slightly due to that uncontrollable sound of pleasure that resonated from her throat, he let out his tongue to lightly sweep it over her lower lip until he forced it inside her. He started to lick at the walls of her mouth as if he was a savage animal in need to satisfy his hunger. Bulma couldn't do anything to stop him as she found herself caught in his dominance. Her mind was clouded by the strange feelings he was causing her. It felt like her nerves had been electrocuted by some bolt of lightning he was emitting through the kiss, turning them into live wires. It was burning her from the inside.
Again, just like their first kiss during the lantern festival, Vegeta felt a current of electricity pulsed through his veins, charging up his own clouded mind with the urge to take her in. He spun her around and roughly pushed her to a nearby wall - deepening their kiss further, their tongues fought lustfully. A moan escaping from Bulma's larynx made the animal within Vegeta burst free. As if hearing the beast's roar in his ears, Vegeta quickly pulled away in shock.
He stared at her flush features while she gaped back at him with a pleading look, she was out of breath. The sudden seperation caused her to feel unsatisfied and disappointed.
"Damn it," Vegeta muttered indignantly under his breath, feeling foolish for what he just did. He's lost control just now.
"A-Are you alright?" he asked at her in concern. He hoped he didn't hurt her much when he instinctively pushed her.
"Y-Yes." Bulma squeaked, still out of breath. Her wide eyes gazed blankly at him.
"Seriously, woman. I swear you'll be the death of me!"
She blinked back at him, still staring.
"Just so you know, my childhood crush was the one and only woman I shared my first kiss with. I swore to myself that I'd like to share all my kisses with only her. And all my life… And everything… With her." He staggered back a few steps, his cheeks flushed red. He was completely embarrassed of his actions - and losing control of his primal desires is even shameful. He was acting on pure instinct just now. He was pretty sure he wasn't drunken yet at all. What possessed him to kiss Bulma just like that? He was glad he was able to reign control back before he could do something regretful. But…
It seemed that both of them liked it. It felt so right. The kiss, their interactions, their relationship, everything felt so right. But reality isn't. In any case, he still want her to become his and only his.
Bulma tried to analyze his words just now and realized that the woman he was talking about, his childhood crush and the woman he shared his first kiss with, was none other than her.
"I will see you at the royal palace tomorrow morning."
"Hey, I didn't say I was ready -."
"It's a direct order. Don't make me wait."
He disappeared to thin air engulfed by his blue energy, leaving Bulma frozen at what just transpired in between them.
Both of them was unable to sleep a wink since that moment. Bulma sat back to her chair, in a daze and staring blankly at the wall in front of her. Her mind filled with thoughts of the Saiyan Prince, his words since yesterday morning, the kisses they shared… Everything about him. Her painful regret when she thought he just died. The lots of times he's saved her life, their memories before he admitted her who he was. There's too much of him in her heart and her mind.
She guessed it's time to finally accept them now - accept him. He's proven how much he likes her - and that she has already forgiven him for all his sins.
Meanwhile, Vegeta silently paced back and forth in his darkened room - impatient, angry. He turned his head towards his study table where he left the papers he stole from her room. He took them and sat back to his bed to study whatever it was. According to his memories of the Earthling alphabetic writing and numeric system, he was able to analyze the blueprints, sketches, and calculations. What he discovered made him drop the papers on the floor, disbelief and disappointment in his dark eyes.
