As my brother and I came home our cat was so happy to see us, now he doesn't want to leave us anymore. Right now he is lying as close to me as possible, purring madly every time I move a tiny fraction or brush him lightly. God, I love that animal! *smiles as an idiot while rubbing his tummy*
Bulma was surprised, when a soldier came into her cell without food. The last three weeks had been a lonely hell. The only contact with other beings had been when soldiers brought her food or clean clothes, and neither of them spoke Japanese. She knew that no one other than herself and Vegeta spoke Japanese, but she kept telling herself, that she couldn't lose hope. If she accepted, that she would rot in that cell without any contact by others she knew she would turn mad.
The soldier signaled with his hands, that she should follow him, and she slowly rose from the chair. She was lead through the maze of corridors and was taken by surprise when the door before her opened and revealed the same room she had been led from last time she had been outside of her cell.
The soldier pushed her inside, bowed and left as soon as the door closed. He had seen the look on his lord's face and felt sorry for the blue-haired woman. He had seen the same look on Captain Ginyu's face many times when the rest of his force had presented him with women from the village they had just purged.
Vegeta looked at her with lustful eyes. His tail waved lazily behind him, and Bulma couldn't stop herself from looking at it, even though she knew she should be more worried about the look on his face.
"It grew back two days ago," Vegeta said as he walked towards her, his tail still swinging behind him.
"Uhm, congratulations," Bulma said not knowing what else to say. Vegeta snorted and kept walking slowly towards her. Bulma started to back away but after five steps her retreat was stopped by the door. As she looked to her left for a way to escape the oncoming Vegeta she was surprised by a pair of hands, which suddenly slammed into the wall on either side of her.
"I had three people in the universe, who I had to kill; Freeza, Kakarrot and Cold. Now they are all dead by my hand and now I have one more thing to do for my own peace of mind." Bulma felt the soft fur of Vegeta's tail on her wrist. "Now, genius, tell me what that would be."
As the tip of the tail started to travel up her arm and lazily brushing her throat Bulma felt her pulse rise. Her eyes grew a bit wider. Had he gone mad and chosen to ignore her warning about the destruction of the ship? Had defeating King Cold made him so sure of himself, that he would kill her without thinking about the consequences?
Vegeta snorted before he shot her a devilish grin. Her stomach curled into a ball of fear and sorrow. Had she doomed herself to death by Vegeta's hands by traveling in time? "You really think I've forgotten about your cowardly ways of keeping yourself alive by threatening me?" He almost seemed disappointed. Bulma shook her head no. "Then, what could I possibly do to you?" he asked with narrowed eyes.
Bulma's eyes shot wide open. "You won't!" she said in disbelief. She remembered one of the most intimate times they had had at Earth. She had lain in his arms and Vegeta had answered a lot of her questions about his life under Freeza's command and also told her stuff on his own without being asked. One of the things he had told about with a disgusted face was how he had watched the other soldiers rape women and children as they purged a planet. He had said, that humiliating an enemy in battle was part of the fight, but humiliating women and children, who couldn't defend themselves was nothing but hurting the rapist's own pride.
"And why wouldn't I do it?" he said and let his tail fold itself around her waist. He could see, that she had finally realizes his intention, but he started to lose a bit of his confidence in being able to do it. He had always looked at rape as the lowliest act possible for a man, but his rage towards the blue-haired woman had made him lose some of his sanity as time had passed. As he had ripped out the heart from King Cold's chest he had been sure seeing the woman, who had tried – and even though he wouldn't admit it, succeeded – to outsmart him, cry and beg for him to stop while he took her by force, would be as sweet as killing the three biggest pests of his life.
But now, when she stood before him, fear shinning out of her blue pools and radiating out of her every pore, his resolve started to crumble. When she had said, that he wouldn't do it, he had felt as if she knew him. Why else would a woman, who knew he had killed four of her friends, be so sure, that he would not rape her?
Bulma felt the blood leave her face. How could she be sure? Rather, how could she tell him why she was sure? She closed her eyes and begged, that he wouldn't be enraged by the things she would say. "As I said when you promised not to go to earth, I'm sure your pride won't allow you. I'm weak and have no way of defending myself." She felt his tail starting to tighten around her waist, and Bulma started to gasp for air.
Vegeta could still smell her fear, and he felt more enraged by how she was still afraid even though she had said with such confidence that she believed he wouldn't rape her. His tail released her and Vegeta pushed himself away from the door before he slammed his left fist into the wall making her jump and scream in surprise.
Bulma looked at Vegeta, as he stood unmoving with his left hand still at the wall. She knew, that even though he wasn't as he had been before she traveled back in time, she still felt her heart break at the frustration she clearly felt radiating off of him. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she felt the urge to lay a hand on his shoulder, like she had done at Earth so many times.
They stood for a long time in silence, both deep in thought. Vegeta was unsure what to do. He was more than ever enraged by the woman's ability to know his values. But he also had an unknown feeling. He had always been surrounded by people, who only saw him as a killing-machine, many of them had laughed at his pride when he refused to rape or torture as a way of getting entertainment. But this earthling had always showed some kind of trust or at least looked at him as a man and not a prince or a monster. And yet he had for the first time in his entire life considered rape just to… to do what? To destroy her inner peace? To punish her for how she had been the genius as se proclaimed to be, and thereby been able to outsmart him? He knew he couldn't kill her; it would make him lose everything he had fought to gain. He didn't want to inflict psychical pain as he had done with her shoulder, he didn't felt satisfied by it.
He thought about something Nappa once had told him. "The best fuck a man can ever get is a woman who fights him by words and brute force. To make the mouth that has spewed damnations towards you, moan and scream in ecstasy, while her nails dug into your shoulders is the greatest achievement a male can get." Vegeta had looked at him in disgust; he had been twelve or thirteen years old and had just recently discovered that there existed something called sex but had yet to experience it. He remembered how Raditz had laughed and nodded in agreement as the older men started to discuss their different partners before they had started to compare the pros and cons for rape and a willing woman. That conversation, the tales of women who screamed and begged before they went silence after a few well-placed slaps, had made Vegeta sure he would never rape a woman. 'And yet I considered it…' he thought and felt his tail tighten around his waist in disgust.
Nappa's words once again played in his head, and Vegeta made a decision. He would one way or another make the woman want him, take her once and then send her back to rot in the cell. That way his pride wouldn't be hurt and he would punish the woman without degenerate himself to rapist. As he was about to think of a way to achieve his new goal he heard a sound he hadn't expected to hear. Not yet, at least.
Bulma couldn't hold back the tears anymore as she started to cry as silently as possible. She knew all too well he could hear her, but she didn't want to let the last of her pride go down the drain. As she had stood and watched his back she had felt a dam inside of her burst. All her grief over losing him and their child came back and washed away all thoughts of her friends. Her body had started to cry out for his touch as soon as his tail had released her. She wanted to feel him even though he had the blood of Gohan, Krillin, Goku and Niklo on his hands. But she didn't know what to do. How could she ever gain his touch, the touch she had longed for in so many months?
Soon my dears, soon! In fact next chapter will contain lemon, I will try to get it uploaded right away, I will just give it a proofreading before releasing it.