'Face to Face'
Chapter Seventeen: Not Right Now, Not Ever?
'Nothin's wrong,
just as long as
you know that someday I will.
Someday, somehow,
we're gonna make it alright but not right now.
I know you're wondering when…'
Nickelback: Someday
Something was chasing him, and he was running. He- the Prince of all Saiyans- was running away?! But he was running, he was running so hard his legs were shaking, his lungs seemed swollen in their quest for air, and his body was screaming at him to stop, slow down, but he was running so hard, because something was chasing him…and then, he fell. Right down, smacking hard on the floor and rolling over in time to see Frieza looming over him, tail coiled like a whip and - he had seen this so many times before- slashing down on him mercilessly as the demonic alien screamed insults at him…but then it stopped, and he thrashed out furiously into thin air and he wondered where Frieza had gone when an ear-splitting scream reverberated in the very air around him and he ran again, this time towards his enemy, and he begun to recognise the scent the air, and another scream ran out and he recognised the voice and his heart constricted painfully as he fumbled around the corner and saw Frieza…with his tail coiled tightly around a pale, petite bloodied body, and with an evil, demonic grin he dropped the body at Vegeta's feet and he spotted the flash of blue hair, and the rolling blue eyes of Bulma as she struggled to survive loosing the blood pouring out of a gaping wound in her side. Vegeta's entire body spasmed with wracking despair as he took in the sight of her and he let out a ferocious roar as he scooped her up in his arms and she let out her last shuddering breath.
Vegeta woke up suddenly and scowled into the darkness, furious at the nightmare that was becoming a night-time constant. Bulma shifted in his arms, and he released his grip on her, staring down at her sleeping form with a frown forming on his face. Why am I having nightmares about her? Why is she in my head all the time? She's hindering all my progress…I can't sleep properly, I can't train, I can't even damn well shower without her on my mind! He growled quietly into the dark even as his chest lurched at the thought of the nightmare. I need to do something about this; I need to get her out of my system. I thought fucking her would do it, but it's just made it worse. I should just dispose of her. I should just blow up the whole fucking planet and be done with it! He scowled again and pushed out of the bed, and stared out of the window. I have to get over this. The damn woman has gotten under my skin…she's screwing up my progress. I can't let some stupid whore ruin my chances. She means nothing to me anyway…His scowl deepened as his stomach fluttered when he heard her moan slightly in her sleep, Stop being so pathetic and get over it. She means nothing to you. He nodded stiffly to himself, and left the room, determined to focus on his training and dismiss Bulma from his life.
Bulma woke up and groaned into the pillow next to her as the daylight streamed through the curtains and right into her eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut and stretched out her arms, and finding the space next to her –not surprisingly- empty. She sat up and glanced at the mounted clock on her wall.
"Shit!" she bolted up right and out of bed, belting for the bathroom and wondering if she would be able to sweet-talk her way out of this one.
Vegeta stared down at Dr Briefs ominously, "I don't care how worried Bulma is about the damn bots, I want them now. These old ones are pitiful and I am not here to waste my time!"
Dr Briefs frowned thoughtfully, "Well Bulma won't be happy with this, but I suppose they aren't going to do any real harm- we have disengaged them mostly…" he took his glasses off and wiped them on a yellow cloth, "I'll send some over now Vegeta. Just be sure to keep an eye on any unusual behaviour."
Vegeta grunted in response and flicked off the video-link, before pulling off his vest top and stretching out his limbs. He closed his eyes and listened with grim satisfaction as his bones clicked, before realising he smelt of sex. He could still smell Bulma on his skin…he could still taste her, he could still hear her moans reverberating around his skull, he could feel her soft skin under his fingers…he let out a groan and his eyes shot open furiously. She's always on my mind! I can't get enough of the woman! She's becoming an obsession. He scowled into the empty air before him and turned to glared out of the tinted window, just in time to catch the blue-haired beauty skittering past, laughing and holding on to a young man's arm, chattering animatedly. Vegeta's fists automatically clenched, and he felt the dangerous swell of possessiveness that seemed to consume him every time he saw- or even thought of- Bulma with another man. He watched them through narrowed eyes, and tried to lip-read what Bulma was so passionately saying, as she gesticulated around her and the young handsome man nodded fervently, his eyes glued to her. Vegeta couldn't quite make out what she was saying, and as the man leant over and placed a hand on her back, he couldn't stop himself from stomping towards the door, and he was just about to swing it open- who the fuck does that guy think he is?- when the video-com beeped and came on and Dr Briefs said, "Vegeta, I'm just sending the bots over now," cheerily.
"Finally." He barked back, and the video-com switched off, and he turned away from the door, catching sight of Bulma and the man strolling back into the house. Why do I care what she's doing? Why do I care who he is? Why am I wasting my time with this woman? I'm a Saiyan Prince- a born warrior- I am not some pathetic human, devoted to some whore! He thought of Bulma writhing under him, how sweet her skin tasted, her much her husky moans aroused him, how alive he felt when he was with her, how no matter how foul a mood he was in she always seemed to bring a smile to his face; even if it was involuntary, how he was beginning to feel more comfortable, more relaxed, more…human. It hit him with the force of a well aimed ki blast. He was becoming more human…he was forgetting who he was. He was deluding himself into thinking he was fine here, that he belonged here, with Bulma, and the earthlings…Vegeta felt a cold swell of anger in his stomach. He didn't belong here. He was the Saiyan Prince. He could destroy the whole planet if he so chose. He could destroy everything and everyone, including Bulma.
"I do hope you've enjoyed your tour Liev." Bulma smiled warmly at the young Swiss man in front of her.
"Oh definitely, I've been dying to have a look around Capsule Corp for years. You really have got a fascinating empire here Bulma." He responded eagerly, nodding a 'yes' as Bulma offered him more wine.
Bulma filled her glass back up and grinned, "Well, Dad and I have been working hard at it for years. I'm glad that we're still going so strong."
Liev nodded, "It just goes to show how much hard work and ingenuity pays off." He took a sip of his wine, "So should we talk business?"
Bulma nodded encouragingly, and Liev picked up his black suitcase- Bulma almost wrinkled her nose at how glaringly patent it was- and clicked it open on his lap. He pulled out some notebooks and scrawled something down, before handing it to Bulma with a cheerful grin. Bulma took it off him and flipped it open, before her eyes widened in surprise and her face bloomed into a smile. She looked up at Live, and he grinned back.
"I'm investing in this company Bulma, because I think both yourself and your father are some of the most exciting, innovative scientists to have ever graced the planet. I couldn't be more excited about this union between my investments and your genius."
Bulma beamed, leapt off her chair and planted a kiss on Liev's cheek, before immediately slipping back into her seat and putting her father on dial.
"Dad? You're going to be so pleased…"
After one too many glasses of celebratory champagne, Bulma finally decided to call it night, and giddy with delight, desire burning throughout her, she made her way to her bedroom. She wandered in, bemused to find the room empty, she had been expecting- and definitely hoping- to find Vegeta there. He's probably just pissed I'm late to bed or something, he just hates an interruption in his routine. She headed for his room, and knocked softly, not waiting for a response before she walked in and she started at the sight before her.
Vegeta was lying, perfectly still, eyes wide open, on his back on the bed. He didn't move or even glance her way as she made her way hesitantly over to the bed. Bulma stretched a hand out to touch him, and was just about to say his name, ask him what on earth he was doing, when his hand shot up, encircled her wrist, and pulled her swiftly on top of him, before he rolled them over, pressing her tightly between his own hard body and the bed.
Bulma's breath caught in her throat as she gazed up at him. His eyes were boring into hers, dark and fierce, intense, and as she opened her mouth to speak again he titled her head up and kissed her hard on the mouth, his fingers grazing at her nape and his body pressing against hers so tightly she felt like she would burst with desire and delirious happiness.
Bulma panted as she finally fell back, exhausted, and sated, shaken to her bones and closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath. She opened her eyes slowly and found Vegeta still sat up, his dark eyes trained on her intently. Bulma couldn't help but blush slightly under his gaze; the sheer intensity of emotion still reeling through her almost set her in tears when his lips quirked into a half smile. She leant up tiredly, resting on his finely honed chest, before brushing her lips against his neck softly. She trailed her hair over his shoulders, before following the silky blue strands with her lips, eventually reaching his chin, then his mouth.
She lingered there a moment, before pulling back to gaze at Vegeta, and as her eyes locked on his, he looked- just for a moment- totally unguarded, affectionate, relaxed and she felt an aching grow in her chest. He closed the small distance between them to kiss her again, his hands snaking up to grip at her waist, before sliding slowly, sensually, up to her face. He held her face in his hands and Bulma's heart ached even more as he scrutinised her. She stared back at him breathlessly. What's going through your head Vegeta? What are you thinking? Talk to me. She so desperately wanted to say these words out loud, but she knew he would disregard them entirely.
He let her go after a while, and Bulma fell back against the pillows once more, exhaustion seeping into her bones, and her heart ached so much she could do nothing but close her eyes and fall asleep.
Vegeta watched her as she drifted into a heavy sleep, and after he was sure she would not wake up anytime soon, he stood and dressed, picking up the pre-packed capsules he would leave and left, silently and swiftly.
He didn't look back at the sleeping figure on the bed.
God I am SO SO SO sorry about the delays. I can assure you I am just as stressed (maybe more!) than you are about the waits and the shorter hapters. I am so looking forward to Xmas holidays when I can actually sit down and write this properly; without waiting weeks to post a new chapter! I am really sorry for the wait, and I appreicate you all staying with me through this. Your reviews are all amazing :D And since I haven't posted in so long, I'm going to at least try and answer some of your questions! :D
Melodi_Moon- i know the last few chapters have been a bit of a slog (for me too!) but i am dying for Xmas hols to come so I can crack on. These chapters were alway going to be a sort of slow progress because they're sort of the middle men between Bulma and Vegeta getting together, and the post-Vegeta leaving episodes! Thanks for continuing to review!
LadyNorth76- ah thank you! I'm glad you enjoy it! thanks for the reviews! Your Yamcha was good, but i don't want to portray him as a villain! I genuinely think he's a good guy, just - understandably- pissed off!
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