Bulma's eyes fluttered open as the sunlight shone into the room.
She felt herself pressed against something warm. She looked at it and realized it was Vegeta.
Smiling in content, she snuggled close to him, thinking about yesterday. It sure had been one hell of a night! Bulma still vibrantly remembered it, not that she'd describe it to anyone.
Bulma looked at Vegeta again, this time at his scars. She lightly touched the scar on his back and he twitched.
His eyes opened and he looked at her. "Hello woman." He said groggily.
She smiled. "Hello Vegeta."
He lay on his back and was silent for a moment. Then he spoke. "I'm sorry."
Bulma gave him a surprised look. Vegeta was apologizing? "For what?"
"Last night. I-we-shouldn't have done that."
"What are you talking about? Last night was great!"
Vegeta grew quiet again. For a moment, they both stayed in an awkward silence. Then Vegeta broke it. "I'm sorry."
Bulma blinked. What was he apologizing for now?
In a flash, Vegeta was out of bed and pulling his clothes on. After changing, he rushed out the door.
Bulma sat up, confusion written all over her face. She pulled her clothes on and walked outside, only to see one of her space ships flying away.
Her eyes widened in realization. He's…..gone? But he said he loved her!
Or was he just playing with her?
Bulma scowled, blinking back tears, cursing her stupidity. Vegeta never loved her. He just wanted sex and she was there.
She remembered what Yamcha had told her: "he'll just fuck you and leave!" He had been right.
Bulma's knees gave out and she held nothing back.
She cried until there were no tears left, feeling used and dirty.
Vegeta pressed the blue button until soon he was training in 50X gravity.
As he flew around, his thought turned to the woman. He had left her with no warning, right after sex too.
What would she think of him now?
Vegeta violently shook his head. No! Stop thinking about her! This is exactly why he left, because she was distracting him!
He needed to get her out of his mind and train.
Yamcha walked up to the Brief's house with a determined look on his face.
This is it, Yamcha! You can't afford to screw this up!
He knocked lightly on the door and waited. When the door opened, his eyes widened in surprise; Bulma was a mess, with red eyes and a tear streaked face, her hair sticking out in every direction.
"Hello." She said, a sad smile on her face. "Come on in."
He hesitantly entered, still staring at her appearance. He took a seat in one of the chairs and Bulma did the same. "Bulma, what-?"
"Oh Yamcha!" She cried, running toward him and pulling him into a tight hug.
"Bulma, what's wrong?" He asked, hesitantly hugging her back.
"You were right!" She yelled, tears running down her face.
"Right about what?"
"Vegeta! He did exactly what you warned me about!"
Yamcha hesitated; she had sex with Vegeta? But if he was gone, then Yamcha had the advantage.
He held her until she finished crying. She let him go and gave him a watery smile. "Thanks."
He smiled. "Just know I'll always be there for you." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and left, noticing her surprised expression.
The moment he was gone, his kind smile turned into a triumphant grin.
Time to put his plan into action.
Oh Yamcha, you devious bastard! How dare you take advantage of Vegeta's absence! Sigh… Ok, preview time:
Bulma's eyes fluttered open as the sunlight shone from the window into her eyes.
She sat up and yawned, rubbing her eyes. Well, this was new.
She never got to sleep in, usually awakened at the crack of dawn by a loud "woman!" She'd lost a lot of sleep thanks to Vegeta.
Vegeta…
Bulma felt tears start to well up. She blinked, running them away, scowling at the wall.
No! She refused to waste anymore tears on him!
Aw! Poor Bulma! Sigh…Sadly, I have some news. The story is almost done. There are only going to be a few more chapters before this is over. But, on a lighter note, the next chapter will be REALLY long! Ok, time to answer reviews:
FireStorm1991- That WOULD be the freakiest way to wake up! ;)
Cara2012- Yup! :D
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