Bulma took one last look at them as she rested her hand on the doorknob.
It was perfect. Vegeta's eyes were nearly closed slits of obsidian as he tried to fight the effects of the pain medication. But even then, Bulma could see the glimmer that in anyone else, she would openly call love.
The short, blue haired woman's back was to the older woman, but she didn't need to see those eyes to know exactly what look was in them. As if they barely noticed it, their fingers were touching, just barely, on the white, hospital sheets.
It's starting, Bulma thought, closing the door behind her, quietly. She knew how it felt, knew how it was to fall in love, and with that, she knew they would both fall tonight.
Even as it hurt as nothing else could to see herself fall in love with Vegeta, she was happy. Things were how they should be…
She walked into the living room, collapsing on the couch in a pile of exhausted limbs.
I can't believe Vegeta actually managed to beat the androids…I can't believe they're gone. And Trunks…he would be so proud of his father right now. I wish he could see.
Bulma looked at the photo her son had always loved most of all. The one where she had managed to get Goku and Vegeta to stay in front of a camera for just a moment while she got one picture. The only one she had taken before they died.
It hurt so much to think of all of the missed times, all of the memories that could have been had things been different. Had things been the way they were for the two she had just left back in the recovery room…
Perhaps it was this that made her fists clench and her periwinkle eyes glint with determination. But whatever the thoughts that had crossed her mind, they made her stand up.
Vegeta had not wanted to tell them how he had won against the androids. The only clues were that both devices were gone and shards of the tracker had been blown with considerable force into Vegeta's chest. That was what had taken so long, programming the computer to locate and remove every one of them.
Bulma went to the kitchen and grabbed one of the two deactivators there, pushing it into a small knapsack with a few other items.
She wasn't about to let this love be taken away again. It wasn't fair. Vegeta and Bulma were meant to be together. Trunks should get to know his father. Bulma was not about to let Vegeta go and possibly kill himself trying to beat the last android. She would rather die than let that happen.
Without a sound, she slipped out of the front doors and into the night.
She was going to destroy the last android…herself.
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Well, I knew this week would be busy, but I forgot to add in the long car drive, so nevermind. Looks like I'll probably be posting as usual.
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