Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Worse Punishment ❯ Chapter 4: ( Chapter 4 )

A Worse Punishment

By: Nova Starlight

Chapter 4: Punishment Revealed

Vegeta was heading over to Capsule Corp for dinner and he was extremely nervous. He and Bulma had been dating for three months now and it was a rare occurrence that he did not spend the evening at main building with her. The problem was that by seeing her mainly at home, he had hoped he would get to see his son as well; such was not the case. Every time that he went over, Trunks was never there.

After a few weeks he had finally got up the nerve to ask about it. It was then that she told him that Trunks had moved out on his own. When it became obvious that he was not going to see Trunks unless it was planned he suggested they the three of them have dinner one night so they could all get to know each other, that dinner was tonight. He did not realize how truly nervous he was until he was ringing the doorbell and expecting his son to answer it.

When Bulma answered he smiled until he saw her look at him sadly. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Trunks called a few minutes ago and said he is not going to be able to make it tonight," she replied. "I hope you are not upset." Then she stepped back allowing him to enter. The dinner for once was completely quiet and strained; both parties knew that Trunks excuse was just that, an excuse. It was at that moment that he realized this had definitely not been what he had in mind for his new life. He had thought that this would be his chance to have both Bulma and his son, but this new existence seemed to alienate his son while allowing him to have Bulma.

After dinner they headed into the living room to sit and talk, as they usually did when he came over. Tonight, however, he had a deeper conversation in mind. He took a deep breath and prepared to ask the questions he had wanted to ask for months now. "What was your husband like?" he asked in a tone barely above a whisper.

Bulma looked at him strangely and said, "We were never married, but he was proud and arrogant. Deep down I know that he must have had some feelings for me to stick around as long as he did, but he sure did not want me to know that he cared. I guess I'll never know what the future would have been like because he was killed by the androids not long after Trunks's first birthday." Vegeta felt a little angered by her remarks. He had told her once that she was his mate, did he have to spell it out that he meant life mate? He allowed his eyes to wander around the room, unable to meet her eyes.

"Did you love him?" he asked finally.

He could hear the lump in her throat as she answered, "Yes, I did." He looked over at her now and saw a tear slide down her cheek. His earlier anger dissipated immediately at seeing that tear. He had always hated seeing her cry and knew that quite often he was the cause of those tears. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her gently. This would usually be the moment that he would kiss her good night and go home but tonight he had no intention of leaving.

He held her close as if she were the most precious thing in the world. He ran his fingers through her silky hair, as he stroked her back with his other hand. Suddenly she stopped crying and looked up at him. Then she leaned forward and kissed him, he pulled her even closer and began kissing back. She started unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it from his shoulders. He stopped her and asked, "Are you sure about this?" She nodded and continued but this time he did not try to stop her. He picked her up in his arms and carried her up the stairs. He almost laughed out loud at the fact that despite his intense exercise regime, this was nowhere near as easy as it used to be.

He opened the door, carried her inside, and then he laid her gently on the bed. He wanted tonight to be perfect, this was his chance to show her all the love he felt for her. He unzipped her dress and slid it down her gorgeous body, while she took off his belt and began to reach for the fastenings of his pants. She was amazed to see the excited and passionate look in his eyes, and when his pants and underwear had been taken off she could see just how eager he really was. She blushed like a schoolgirl at the sight of his erection, which caused him to smile. He quickly kicked off the rest of his clothing and joined her on the bed.

He saw that she was taking off her bra and stopped her with his hands. "Let me undress you," he whispered huskily. She blushed again while taking his hands and placing them on the fastenings. He slowly unfastened each one and slid the bra from her shoulders. To him her body looked as youthful as the first time they had made love and he could barely believe that it had been twenty years since he had felt her smooth skin.

He began kissing and caressing her body and she moaned with pleasure as he found all of the little spots that he knew would drive her wild. He moved lower and lower until he came to the band of her low-cut panties, he paused and looked up into her eyes with a wicked grin on his face. Then he caught the band in his teeth and pulled them down her legs. He took them from his mouth and tossed them behind his head and moved back over her body.

He continued exploring her body, this time with his mouth. He licked, nibbled, and sucked at her nipples until her breath was coming in pants. She was so excited that she began to work her hips up against him, brushing against his erection. When he finally came to the apex of her thighs, he parted the folds and dove his tongue inside. She moaned wildly at his ministrations and it only urged him on. As Vegeta he had never given her oral sex, considering back then that it was beneath him, but now he could not seem to stop himself. He wanted to touch and taste her everywhere. He flicked his tongue over her clitoris and she finally reached an orgasm, and he continued to lick her sensually as the last remaining little shudders passed through her body.

When he finished he sat up and looked into her eyes. "No one has ever done that for me before," she commented breathlessly. He smiled and kissed her with all of the passion and urgency inside him. The power of that kiss seemed to make her more brazen because she pushed him onto his back and began to straddle his hips. She lowered herself down on to his body, filling herself with him. She moved slowly up and down while Vegeta could not stop the moans and groans from escaping his mouth. He put his hands on her hips and began to move with her.

They rode together building and slow and torturous rhythm. The pace gradually quickened and when he could see that she was getting tired, he switched their positions. He thrust in harder and faster each time and he could feel her nearing her peak. He was moaning her name and then suddenly as he climax hit she screamed, "VINCENT!" He climaxed less than a second later and collapsed beside her. He pulled out and snuggled her close, but while she fell asleep soundly, his thoughts were keeping him awake.

He must have fallen asleep at some point because he woke up the next morning still in Bulma's arms and only vaguely remembering the night before. He wanted to lie back down but he remembered his conflicting emotions over the events of last night, the way his heart had sunk at hearing her scream out Vincent. He slipped from her arms without waking her and headed back over to his own apartment.

He paced his apartment for hours, preoccupied by his thoughts. He had wanted her to know that he had loved her all those years ago as Vincent, but now she thought him a bastard and Vincent a saint. How could he not have realized that this would happen? He had been at a crossroads last night and he had a feeling that he had taken the wrong road. Now he had even more to worry about but before he decided anything he needed to get his hands on a certain witch. Until then he took the phone off the hook in case Bulma tried to call.

It was at that moment that Baba appeared. "I had a feeling you would want to speak with me," she commented.

"You are goddamned right I want to speak with you," he bit out angrily. "I thought that this life was supposed to be a reward for my rehabilitation, but it is turning out to be more grief than relief."

Baba was stunned, even after all that had happened; he still had not figured it out. She guessed that she would have to tell him the truth, "It was not a reward," she stated.

He looked at her like a deer caught in headlights and replied, "I beg your pardon,"

Then she firmly replied, "This new life was never intended was never intended to be a reward. The Supreme Kai wanted to punish you. He thought that by living here on Earth unable to tell anyone who you really were would be the ultimate punishment. Though I know that this life can be a reward for you, a lot of the pride that had blinded you as Vegeta is gone now and you are free to be yourself."

Vegeta was in a rage, he had been made out to be a fool. All of the time he had spent in Hell had apparently made him as gullible as Kakkarot. He had been suspicious about how perfect the choice had been but he had never once really considered that it would be a trick. Baba approached him carefully. "I know you are upset but all you need is a little time to think everything over and you will realize that I am right. The personality you are showing to Bulma now is the Vegeta you had hidden away inside yourself before." Vegeta looked away and she disappeared without even saying goodbye.

A few hours later his reverie was broken by persistent banging on the door. He debated within himself for a few minutes on whether he should answer it, in case it was Bulma looking for a confrontation. He finally decided that he would need to face her eventually anyway, so he took a deep breath and opened the door. He was surprised when he saw Trunks standing there and not Bulma. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I must have given you a really bad impression of me by avoiding you. I have come to talk to you and straighten everything out." Then he walked in and took a seat on the couch. He looked up at him and waited for him to sit down as well. "I guess I owe you an explanation," he started. "I know I fed you all those lines about not being loyal to my dad's memory, but I guess after seeing that my mother truly had moved on and was really falling for you, I realized it was all a big lie. Maybe you will understand it better when I tell you the whole story.

"My father died when I was only a year old. He died fighting the androids so my mother had to raise me all alone. She refused to let me train because she did not want me to die at the hands of the androids as well. Of course that could not stop me, I began training myself in secret when I was ten years old. By the time I was twelve I was extremely close to a level of power known as super saiyan. You probably have no idea what that means, but let's just suffice to say that it is very powerful. The only problem was that I seemed to have a barrier that I just could not break through." Vegeta was impressed as he listened. He would have never guessed that his son had been close to the level of super saiyan at the age of twelve, that had to be better than Kakkarot's brat.

"When I was thirteen," Trunks continued. "I defied my mother and headed off to the scene of an attack. I observed the demolished area they had left behind for a few minutes before Gohan arrived. Gohan was the only one really fighting against the androids, and that day I asked him to train me. We trained for months but I still could not go super saiyan.

"I was becoming very frustrated with myself. I asked Gohan how he had been able to reach it and he told me that what had pushed him over the edge had been seeing Piccolo's death when he was eleven years old. He said that I just needed a strong hurt to fuel my rage. The event that finally broke through my barrier came only a week later, it was his death.

"While we were training, a nearby city was attacked and we were both infuriated. He told me to stay behind and started to fly off, when I stopped him. I refused to stay behind and figured that he would give in and we would go together. Before I could fly off, he landed a well-placed blow to the back of my neck that rendered me unconscious for the next few hours. It had been daylight when we were training but it was dark when I woke up and the night sky was filled with brightly shining stars. The cyborgs were gone by then and I went into the city to search for Gohan, worried because I could not sense his chi.

"Finally, I found him lying amidst and pile of rubble, in an almost crucifix-like position. His eyes were wide open in shock and great holes had been blasted through his body. Tears streamed from my non-believing eyes as I collapsed to my knees, gripped by an intense mixture of sadness and rage. The emotions filled my heart and I felt the power explode inside of me. With a loud and piercing scream, I achieved the level of super saiyan, and though I had needed the boost in power, the price of that power was too much for me to bear." Vegeta could barely believe what he was hearing, if Gohan had died, that meant that his son was the one who killed the androids. Vegeta felt pride for his son's accomplishments and sympathy for his losses.

A tear slid from Trunks's eye and he instinctively wrapped his arm around his shoulder. He seemed surprised at the offered comfort but did nothing to discourage it. The pain he had suffered reminded Vegeta of his own childhood and it made him feel even closer to his son.

"After Gohan's death, I tried fighting them by myself," he continued. "But, it was easy to see that I was no match for them. One real pummeling at their hands and all of my cocky self assurance was gone. My mom at the time was developing a time machine and I was eighteen by the time she finished. My mother had discovered an antidote to the heart virus her friend Goku had died from so I took it and decided to test the machine by going back in time to give it to him and warn them about the androids.

"When I arrived back in the past, I got to meet my father, or at least one version of him. You see unfortunately the time machine took me into the past of another timeline, not my own. Anyway, I got to spend a decent amount of time with him and that is where I formed my opinions about him. To be honest, he treated me pretty badly at first but I think he had really changed by the time I had left. I know that my father lived in that timeline and sometimes I wonder what has happened." Vegeta sat there speechless and Trunks stood up. "Don't worry about my insecurities, my mother needs you and she really cares about you. Trust me, if you treat her good, I'll come around." Then he left the apartment giving Vegeta time to think.

He sat for a few minutes considering everything he had been told and then he headed out himself. There was something he needed to do before he talked to Bulma.

To Be Continued. . .