Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Worse Punishment ❯ Chapter 5: Leaving Vegeta Behind ( Chapter 5 )

A Worse Punishment

By: Nova Starlight

Chapter 5: Leaving Vegeta Behind

Bulma paced her bedroom nervously and she could not think of anything but Vincent. Everything had seemed so perfect the other night and now she was left here alone with her emotions ripping her up from the inside out. The night that they had spent together had made it obviously clear to her that she was in love with him and she had barely even noticed it happening. She had no idea what she had done wrong and now he was dodging her phone calls. She needed to go over there and confront him but she was not sure she could handle a face to face rejection if she did. She looked out the window and saw the setting sun, she was running out of chances for happiness, she decided to bite the bullet and go over to his apartment. She was dressed and ready to go within the matter of minutes and did not second guess her decision for a second.

When she arrived in front of his door, she had intended to simply knock but found herself banging persistently on the door instead. When Vincent opened the door they were both stunned into silence. He could not speak because he was unable to stop straing at her, she looked beautiful and upon second glance he could see that her eyes were red-rimmed from crying. He hated knowing inside that he had caused those tears. However, she was silent because everything that she had planned to say left her mind the moment she laid eyes on him again. All of her doubts returned and she was tempted to turn around and leave. "Bulma," he said softly and that was all the encouragement she needed. She collapsed into his arms and allowed him to hold her gently.

He gathered her into his arms and led her into the apartment. Once they were seated on the couch, he had expected her to start talking but instead she remained silent in his embrace. He wanted to just hold her and never let go but he also realized that he needed to say a few things and to apologize for avoiding her, even if by some miracle she had already forgiven him. He removed his arms from where they were wrapped around her body and began to compose himself for what he needed to say. When his arms were gone some of Bulma's anger returned to her and she asked in a slightly frustrated voice, "Why did you not answer the phone yesterday?"

"I had a lot to think about," he replied. He could not help the small smile that came to the corners of his mouth when he thought of the decision those thoughts had led to. "I also had a visit from your son and a few errands to run," he continued. "I wanted to apologize for doing that to you."

Bulma was worried when he mentioned that Trunks had come to see him. Was it possible that Trunks had been the reason he had not called? "Did Trunks tell you to stay away from me?" she asked.

"Actually, he suggested the opposite," he replied. "The reason I had a lot to think about is that we took a very big step in our relationship and I needed to make some decisions about what I wanted our future to be and I did just that." Then he got up and walked over to his dresser and opened the top drawer. He removed a blue velvet jewelry box and brought it back over to her. Bulma could feel her heart pumping in her throat, should she get her hopes up? It could be a ring, as she so desperately hoped, or it could be a simple pair of earrings. She reached out for the box with her hand shaking and took it from him meekly. She was too stunned to speak; closing her eyes she willed it to be a ring and opened the box with her eyes still closed. Then she opened her eyes and saw that her wish had come true, amidst the deep blue velvet was a simple diamond ring on a silver band. When she looked up she saw Vincent standing one knee in front of her and he asked, "Will you marry me?"

Her jaw dropped and after a few minutes she whispered, "Yes." His heart felt light and he reached for the ring to slip it on her finger. He would finally be the husband he should have been twenty years ago and hopefully; someday he would be able to tell her that he had loved her as Vegeta.

Six months later, Vegeta, who had now become fully accustomed to his new name, Vincent, was standing there at the end of the aisle in a small temple waiting to be married. Trunks sat watching the ceremony with his new fiancée Angelina. Bulma appeared from the entryway wearing long white robes with her hair done up in a bun and sprigged with baby's breath. She looked more beautiful than Vincent could have ever imagined. They were married in front of a small group of friends and surprisingly Bulma had not questioned his lack of family to invite.

Afterwards they returned to Capsule Corp and began to pack their bags. Instead of a traditionally honeymoon, Bulma had decided to upgrade the time machine so that it could seat four people instead of just one. They were going to go back to the past in the other timeline, ten years after Trunks had left. Trunks and Angelina would be accompanying them as well. He stared at the machine thoughtfully and wondered what the past, a past where Vegeta had lived, would hold for him.

The End