Whispers in the Dark
The next morning, Bulma's eyelids slowly fluttered open. She yawned and blinked a few times to rid herself of her tiredness. She sat up on her bed and sighed. Already there was an empty void in her heart. Grabbing the sides of her temples, the blue-haired beauty shook her head. She felt so alone. She could not feel Vegeta anymore. This is what she wanted right? Bulma kept telling her self that. But why was her heart telling her otherwise?
She got out of bed and headed for her bathroom. She felt like crying all the while. She felt so empty now. When the blue-haired woman stepped into the steaming hot shower, the tears cascaded down her cheeks. She wanted Vegeta! Quickly finishing her shower, Bulma got ready. Once she was dressed, she headed back to her bedroom. Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second. 17 and 18 were in her room waiting for her Bulma guessed by the looks on their faces. She couldn't tell if it was good or bad though. Something in their eyes hinted to the blue-haired woman that they had good news to share.
"What's going on guys?" Bulma asked as she placed her pajamas on her bed.
17 and 18 glanced at one another. Both couldn't wait to see the look on their charge's face when they told her the news they had.
"Well we got a call from your mother this morning,"17 began.
Bulma's eyes widened. Could something have happened to her father? She knew what the risks were, but she wasn't ready to face the reality yet.
"What happened?" the blue-haired beauty asked in a frantic voice.
18 shook her head. Typical Bulma reaction. The blond android should not be surprised by the younger woman's reaction.
"Your father is awake," 18 finished.
Bulma gripped her bed for support. Her knees felt weak and she would have collapsed. It was so hard to believe. Her father was awake; he was going to make it. It was what Bulma hoped that was going to happen, but she mentally prepared to hear the worst. A smile appeared on her soft face. She let out a loud sob, then another, and another. It was such good news to hear.
"Can we go to the hospital now?" Bulma asked in a squeaky voice that she used after she cries.
All three of them broke out into laughter. It was a good release from all the hardships and pain they have all been through lately. It felt good just to laugh. Bulma stared at her two android bodyguards. Yesterday, she could see the stress wearing on their identical faces, but today it felt like a bad dream.
"What are we waiting for?" 17 asked after the laughter died down.
Bulma smiled and followed the twins out of her room. Even with this good news, she still felt that empty feeling without Vegeta.
At the hospital, everyone was there. Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, and Chi Chi. Mrs. Briefs was smiling widely while Dr. Briefs smiled slightly while lying on the bed. When Bulma walked in, she immediately headed to her father's side. She wrapped her arms around her father's neck and rested her head on his chest. Once again she was sobbing. Everyone smiled as Dr. Briefs rubbed her back. Bulma Briefs was most defiantly a Daddy's girl.
"I'm fine Bulma," the older man whispered in his daughter's ear.
Bulma's blue eyes looked into his older ones. Her eyes were glossy with the tears she was sheading. She just nodded her head. It was so good to see her father's eyes again. Never again, did she want to see the man that was lying in the hospital bed in a coma, that man was not her father.
Dr. Briefs had studied his daughter all day. His wife and Bulma's friends informed him earlier in the day before Bulma had arrived that his daughter had been depressed about his condition. Since he was awake, he would have thought that the depression that trapped his blue-haired daughter would have vanished. Unfourtantly, the depression that plagued her did not dissipate. For the life of him, Dr. Briefs could not understand it. He was awake and better, what could make her so sad?
Both 17 and 18 had noticed the same thing. They could see the fakeness that Bulma Briefs was shining. In fact everyone had noticed it. None of them wanted to say anything though. What if she didn't know if it was so obvious? Was it possible that she did not know why she was so depressed? And what if not everyone else did not notice her state? They didn't want her to panic; she had already been through enough.
Throughout the day, Bulma kept a smile on her face. But that was a lie. It was such a fake smile, and she hated it. She should be so happy that her dad is doing so much better. But she still felt so empty. She couldn't stand it! Why did Vegeta have such an effect on her? All that she wanted was to hear is sexy voice, be in his strong arms, and most of all feel him. Was it so wrong to want him? Apart of her felt that maybe that was true, but most of her denied that feeling. Kami, what was she going to do?
18 and 17 took Bulma home in the evening. It surprised Bulma that Yamcha was avoiding her so much. What was even stranger was the looks that 17 would send her boyfriend every time Yamcha would approach the blue-haired beauty. Did Bulma miss something? Bulma knew that she was not the only one. Tien, Krillin Chi Chi, and 18 wondered the something. Every time it happened, they would give the male android a strange and confused look. Yamcha would just shrink back in fear from the male twin. Yamcha was the first to leave the hospital followed by Tien who had a date. Then Krillin and Chi Chi left as well. Mrs. Briefs decided to stay at the hospital for the night to stay with her husband. 17 and 18 stuck by their charge.
Bulma walked out on to her balcony. The last bits of sun set were barely visible. The moon was visible high in the sky. The blue-haired woman looked at the stars that were beginning to appear. It was going to be a beautiful night. There was not a cloud in sight, and the weather was beautiful. Bulma sat down on the only chair on her balcony. She was her wearing her favorite pajamas. It consisted of a black tank top and black shorts with the word feisty written on the bottom of the front right side. They were so comfortable. She had a steaming hot cup of coffee in her hand. The blue-haired woman just looked up at the stars. It was so peaceful. She was able to think of nothing and everything at the same time.
After a while, Bulma sighed. Once again a certain flame-haired male plagued her thoughts. It was like she could not escape him! Kami, it was infuriating. She still did not know what to do. The last time she saw Vegeta, he was so angry. And it was all her fault. Bulma felt pathetic for feeling so weak. Never in her life has she ever felt like this. It must seem that she is pathetic. But she isn't normally. The Saiyan Prince made her feels so much in such a short amount of time. It left her feeling confused. He left her craving him. It was all consuming. Not to mention that a part of her knew that she had to keep her romance with Vegeta a secret from everyone else. What would they know anyways? No it was all about them, and how they made each other feel.
Bulma closed her eyes. The wind blew on her face and brushed her hair back. It felt good. Suddenly, the wind was not the only thing the blue-haired beauty felt. Right away she knew what it was. Vegeta, the man that was a complete mystery to the blue-eyed woman. The wind that blew on her face was more like a warm breath now. She closed her eyes and imagined his face in front of hers, and his body hovering over hers. His eyes were their usual pools of mysterious onyx abyss rather than raging with anger. Yet she could not see him like she usually did. She whimpered out loud. Why was he denying her, him?
"Woman," she heard his voice whisper in her ear.
Her eyes remained closed. It felt so good to hear his voice, to hear him whisper one of his nicknames for her. But she wanted more. She wanted to have all of him like she used to. Why was he punishing her?
"Vegeta," she spoke in a soft voice.
There was a soft chuckle. For a moment, Bulma thought that he had left her. That cold, creeping sadness was beginning to wash over her once more. Then she was able to feel him once more.
"Why are you doing this to me Vegeta?" Bulma asked in a squeaky voice.
Tears threatened to spill from her cerulean eyes. He could sense it as well. But she deserved it. No one ever refused the Saiyan Prince, no one. She deserved this punishment. It was to remind her how much she needed him. He wanted her to beg for him.
It was like she could feel his hand caressing her cheek. Her head tilted to the touch she could feel. Imagining was the only reality for her. She pictured his white gloved hands on her creamy skinned cheeks. But once again the feeling vanished. Her eyes opened and she was left with the view of loneliness. It was only her on the balcony. She didn't want Vegeta to leave her.
"I told you would regret it little one," his voice whispered in her ear once more.
Bulma closed her eyes once more. She could imagine the fierce scowl he wore when he was not smirking that sexy smirk of his.
"Please don't make me choose Vegeta," she pleaded.
Once again she could feel his hot breath. Only this time it was one her neck. She imagined him taunting her skin at the base of her neck with the slightest butterfly kisses.
"Eventually you will," he whispered.
Bulma could feel his lips kissing that spot on her neck. But he still refused to let her see him.
"Vegeta, let me see you," she whispered.
"No," he replied.
Then he was gone. Bulma knew that he was gone. This was her punishment. Right away she knew. Bulma opened her eyes once more. The stars were shining brightly in the night sky. What was she going to do? She knew that she could not say no to Vegeta forever. And she knew that she didn't want to refuse him over and over again. Though her head knew it was wrong to feel this way about the Saiyan Prince. The need for him was beginning to become too great for Bulma Briefs to handle.
A/N:
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Will Bulma and Vegeta be reunited once more permantly? Will Dr. Briefs tell Bulma about the truth of his accident? Is it already too late to stop the Saiyans, or do the Z warriors still have a fighting chance?
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