Fates Way

Chapter Ten

Everybody was intelligent enough to leave the prince alone, the King was busy fuming about the consequences of the battle, and Bulma's father was drunkenly dancing with an inflatable doll.

As the hours passed, Vegeta turned in his covers furious with himself at his lack of control, and also furious that he had just risked his entire planet because of a female.

Freeza certainly did have some work lined up for him, and the scary thought was would the tyrant seek revenge and spill his blood, or would he hire the prince permanently and force him to stay in space.

For a prince, he certainly did have many worries on his mind; but most of all he couldn't get pictures of the blue haired girl out of his head.

As he turned for what seemed the tenth time, Vegeta angrily cursed to himself and pulled the fur duvet further up so he could keep cosy. He tried to envisage what the princess might be doing now, would she be sleeping soundly or perhaps still sobbing to herself; what if the medical staff hadn't got the message and she was unconscious somewhere?

"You fool!" Vegeta angrily muttered, as he threw the duvets off his naked body and quickly jumped from his warm heated bed.

The hours for him had passed very slowly, already it was early in the morning and he had gotten not a blink of sleep.

Pulling on a pair of undergarments, he growled to himself and decided to comfort his mind. He had no idea why he was even concerned about the well being of the girl, but he knew that if he was to have the slightest bit of rest that night he would need to check.

Leaving the comfort of his own quarters, the prince tiptoed slowly across the floor and paused outside her door.

Inside he could hear the television blaring, and a muffled sound just below that. If it were not for his super sensitive hearing he would not have heard a thing.

Growling again, he stamped his foot out of irritation. A trait, which he had formed since a small child, if he ever did not get his own way he would stamp his feet and usually he would be given what he wanted.

He hated the thought that he was becoming weak to this new stranger on his planet, and in his home. All she was, was a female, nothing un-ordinary and nothing different to the other girls he had in his life.

Although he would not be out of his quarters, standing in the middle of the hall completely naked except for his boxers if it were for any other woman.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he found himself yawning softly before gently tapping at the door. In only a few seconds time, he could get the blue haired girl from his mind and concentrate on getting some decent sleep. Unless of course Freeza charged into his room and strangled him whilst he slept.

He was so tired, he was half dreaming as he found no reply and growled again.

If the girl was unchanged he didn't particularly want to throw his weight into the room. The muffled sound had grown quiet, as he knocked again.

"I'm the prince of all Saiyans, not a fucking servant." He grumbled, as he leaned his head against the door weakly and slowly closed his eyes. His body needed sleep, and yet he could not rest because of the girl. it was almost like he had some sort of illness, he did feel unusually hot but he put this down to the horrid headache and the restlessness.

He could sense the female inside her room, but he could not sense much of a powerlevel as the muffled sound began once again.

"Woman it's me." Vegeta whispered, as he kept his head against the strong door not wanting to move.

His headache was much worse, and he knew this was due to sleep deprivation. His body needed rest, and yet his mind would just not switch off, he found himself wondering if Radditz were still about the castle somewhere or if his father had killed him yet for moving from his post.

Nobody had even bothered to contact him after the fight, in a way it hurt that he had nobody to congratulate him even though the crowd had applauded him. Although what was there to congratulate him for? He had probably just given his planet a death warrant.

He could sense his father from the other side of the castle in his own dormitory, cursing he wished he hadn't left his scouter in his quarters. It was only a few steps away, but it was a few steps that he could have another confrontation with one of Freeza's arse kissers.

Bulma was in fact sound asleep, Vegeta was unaware of this as he angrily muttered some curse words and gave himself access to her room.

Closing the door behind him, he was faintly surprised that she wasn't screaming at him for making her jump, or disturbing her at such a ridiculous hour.

Noticing a bulge in the duvets but no sign of the girl, he curiously moved over to the large golden bed. The bulge moved slightly, and he breathed a silent sigh of relief.

The blue hair moved, as she breathed quietly in her sleep. Her small soft hands were cupped to the side of her face comfortingly as she dreamed far away and slept soundly.

Pausing Vegeta realised how stupid he had been, she was perfectly fine; sleeping like a baby, and there was him restless and anxious over nothing at all.

As he watched her sleeping form, she shuffled deeper under the covers and seemed to shift herself more comfortably as she released a quiet gentle snore.

She looked so cute and innocent, as she slept among the warm and cosy covers provided; she had no idea of the intruder prince that was staring dreamily at her.

Vegeta had the sudden urge to pull himself into the blankets, and join her in the huge warm bed. She wouldn't even know that he was there; it would save him having to walk all those long enduring footsteps back to his room across the hall.

Bulma shuffled again, and pushed her head deeper into the many pillows, and also into the fur blankets as though she was cold.

Vegeta felt his tail flicker, as he batted it irritatingly away. No he was going back to his own quarters, and he most certainly was not going to be rising very early.

Taking one last longing look at the sleeping Bulma, he walked over to the bed and leaned upon it as he pressed the remote which operated the television. The room suddenly darkened and went pitch black, as he leaned over to Bulma and pressed a very small but gentle kiss to her forehead.

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