I have 16 minutes before I have to leave for work, and of course I have to upload this chapter!
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As soon as Vegeta got out of the bed Bulma rolled over and had her back turned towards the room. She curled into a ball not caring about what Vegeta might think. He hadn't said a single word when she had told her story. Most of the time he had stood by the big window looking out of it while listening. Afterwards he had said something over the intercom before leaving her alone. She had then been picked up by a guard and followed back to her cell.
She heard the door close behind him and slowly sat up against the wall. Whether he believed her or not didn't matter. After they had left Planet Namek he had come to her cell every night to have sex with her in an attempt to impregnate her. It had been two weeks now, and not once had she had an orgasm or even enjoyed when he had been in her cell. He only gave her a small amount of pleasure to get her wet enough for him.
Bulma put her legs up against her chest and folded her arms around them. No tears streamed down her face as it would have been expected. Her eyes were empty as she stared at the opposite wall with one thought going through her mind: 'Please, Kami, let us be at Planet Kalion soon.'
His tail swayed lazily behind him as he walked towards his bedroom. As usual he was on his way to take a bath after visiting the earthling. He hated to admit it, but her scent was enough to make him hard. His thoughts were a mess. They had been that ever since she had uttered those three, stupid words.
He had decided to kill her as soon as he had found a way to get her mechanism to destroy his ship out of order. Then he wouldn't have to think about why she had ever said that. He had always been taught, that love was when a person got emotionally attached to another person's character, and he knew that nothing in his character was something a woman would get attracted or attached to. Only women in Freeza's army had ever seemed to be attracted to him, but that was more in his fame and ability to kill, which would protect them, if they got together. But she had said that she loved him… Vegeta snorted and walked under the cascading water, welcoming the slow disappearance of her scent.
As he stood under the water his thoughts didn't seem to calm down. 'The woman must be nuts. Living on earth? Die by a mere comet? Timetravel?' Something inside of him argued that it was possible. She had confessed to be the one to make the timestopper, so being able to make a timemachine didn't sound crazy coming from her. And maybe they really had had something in the other timeline…?
A small bulge in the wall showed the anger behind his punch as he hammered his right hand into it. He would never get attached to something or someone. Being attached was a weakness; his hurt by his mother's death had taught him that. Her death had also been his father's way of showing him how to get rid of a weakness. And now he couldn't even do that! He would have to impregnate her and wait half a year before getting his planet and his people back.
'But what if she really told the truth?' In the fraction of a second the thought was in his head, the hair on his tail stood. Someone had dared harm his woman and child.
The wall was once again getting bulged by his fist. His primal possessiveness had set in before he could stop himself, and it angered him more than he thought possible. Feeling that kind of possessiveness showed that a small part of him believed her… or wanted to believe her.
This time a hole was made as his hand went right through the wall. He cursed in every tongue he knew as he got out of the shower and dried himself with his ki. Vegeta got into some trousers and ordered by the intercom for his bathroomwall to be fixed. After getting a confirmation that his order was received, he walked to the grant room.
The stars were the only source of light as Vegeta chose not to turn on the electronic lights. He sat in the chair and turned towards the window. In three days they would arrive at Planet Kalion and he would finally get to know, if her story was true or not. The kalionians were known for their ability to look into another person's thoughts or memories by a simple touch. He had told her some days after they had left Namek, where they were heading and why. He had clearly seen the hope that shone out of her eyes and as he looked at the stars he reluctantly admitted, that some part of him shared the same hope. That he would come to know her story as the truth.
When the lock beeped the next day Bulma chose to get out of bed and stand as Vegeta entered the room. She could see surprise flash in his eyes for a second before they turned empty once again. Bulma sighed. For the last two weeks his eyes had been as empty as if he was dead. After closing her eyes she started to pull the jumpsuit off, hoping it would be over soon. She was stopped by Vegeta's hands, which suddenly was upon hers.
He had seen the hurt in her eyes before she closed them and something inside of him had made his hands move on their own. As her eyes opened again confusion swirled in her blue pools, making him pull her into his embrace. His tail sneaked around her waist, keeping her close to him. He buried his nose in her hair and hungrily breathed in her scent. "Be a bit more confident or I will take it as your story is a lie and not go to Kalion." He pulled her clothes on her again and walked out of the room, leaving a stunned Bulma.
The soldier looked at his lord, not sure what to do. Prince Vegeta paced the grand room without taking notice of him even though he had entered five minutes before. The soldier knew that his lord was aware of him but chose to ignore him.
"My lord," the solder said after clearing his throat. Finally the prince stopped and looked at him. "What?" "My lord, I was sent to inform you that a meteorshower has crossed our path. The ship had been directed to get around it, but it will make our arrival at Planet Kalion delayed by a week because of another planet's…" The soldier put a hand against the hole, which was now through his heart. He stumbled to the floor, where he laid still in the growing pool of blood.
Vegeta growled and turned his back against the dead soldier. A week! He was about to turn mad by all his thoughts and the whys and ifs. He still didn't know why he had reacted as he had when he saw the look in her eyes, but he was sure one of the reasons was how close they were to Planet Kalion and finally knowing the truth. And now, he suddenly had to wait for 10 days instead of three. A low roar escaped his mouth as he walked towards the door. 'Enough thinking, that won't bring back Planet Vegeta.'
Bulma pulled the covers around her body, staring at Vegeta as he got dressed. "When are we going to arrive at Planet Kalion?" She could see him tense slightly, probably surprised by her sudden question. She hadn't uttered a word towards him since she had told her story.
"10 days," he said and walked towards the door. As her first sob escaped her mouth his tail flicked a bit, but she didn't notice. When the door closed behind him Bulma finally let the tears flow.
"10 days? Oh Kami, I don't know if I can last that long." His actions earlier that day had ignited a hope in her, but as he had entered her room once again and treated her like he had done for the last two weeks she felt something inside her crumble.
Bulma put down her fork. She had just finished her lunch and looked at the door once again. Today should be the day, where they arrived at Planet Kalion. Vegeta hadn't been in her cell since he had told her they were 10 days from the planet. It had made her uneasy and relaxed at the same time. She had no idea why he had stayed away, but she was sure, that if he hadn't she would have broken down before they reached their destinations.
As she tried to decide whether to keep sitting in her chair or move to the bed the lock beeped and a soldier came into her cell. Slowly Bulma got up and followed the blue alien out of the door. They only walked for a minute or so before the soldier stopped and opened a door, which revealed a bathroom. Quite stunned she entered the room and heard the door close behind her and a lock being activated. At the counter was placed a pile of clothes with a note on top of it. She picked it up with a frown. 'What is happening?'
"The Kalionians are very hygienic." Bulma flipped the paper. Nothing on the backside. Only one sentence, but to her it was a lot. Only one other person on the ship could write Japanese. She got out of her jumpsuit and into the shower. As much as she wanted to enjoy her long awaited bath she got done quite fast, not wanting to use more time than necessary. Wearing a jumpsuit for months had made her used to not wearing any underwear, so the lack of it didn't surprise her. She pulled the blue pants on, the silk fell loosely around her legs only fastened by straps at her ankles and around her waist making it comfortable to move around in compared to the tight jumpsuit. The blouse was made of a material, which felt cotton-like on her skin, and the deep red color went well with the trousers. She remembered Vegeta once telling her on Earth, how blue and red had been the royal colors on Planet Vegeta, and Bulma felt a smile spread across her face.
A small knock on the door drew her attention, and she pressed the unlock button. She was led to the dock, where Vegeta stood by the open gate. "Ready?" he said and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Bulma nodded and walked to his side.
I'm sorry how I've skipped past the lemoncontents in this chapter, but I didn't know how to write it. It was easier and worked better with letting Bulma tell how Vegeta treats her and how it makes her feel. Hopefully I will have the next chapter done and posted 27th of July, but if I can't make it you will have to wait till 29th.