Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ And We Were Angels ❯ The Real World ( Chapter 30 )

And We Were Angels

By: AMCM74

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Chapter 30 - The Real World

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Bulma awoke and reached out to the pillow next to her. It was still warm. Opening her eyes, she looked around to see Vegeta sitting on the bed wrapping the bandages around his chest.

"Good morning," she whispered sleepily. What more could she say after the night they had together. A slow smile spread over her face despite the aching in her limbs.

Vegeta didn't look back at her as he continued the task. "Morning."

Bulma sat up and hugged her knees to her chest. Turning her head she rested her cheek on one knee. Her tangled hair fell freely. "That didn't sound too comforting."

"Sorry."

"So, we are down to one word responses." Bulma frowned and moved quickly to toss the blankets aside. Irritated, she rose from the bed and put on the robe she had put aside for him. As she tugged on the sash Bulma tossed over her shoulder, "Well what did I expect, you are a man."

Vegeta turned abruptly to face her. "Excuse me if I don't know what to say to you right now." His voice was harsh and laced with mockery. "I am still finding it very hard to adapt to life as a mortal. Rising in the morning from slumber isn't as pleasant as it looks." He slapped a hand down on his pillow and plowed it with his head. "I am going back to sleep."

"You need coffee." Bulma was quick to add.

"Don't tell me what I need!" he snapped at her. Vegeta's dark eyes looked up at her lovely face amidst the tangles of hair. Bulma leaned over him and settled her lips tenderly on his. She let her slender fingers trail over his cheek.

The magic of her touch raised him above the sensations of sleepiness that had been gnawing at him. Instinctively, he reached out to pull her closer to increase their contact.

After a long, lazy moment of dueling tongues and exciting touches Bulma pulled away. "I would love to stay here with you, but I have to get downstairs and see my father off to work. I am going to have some breakfast sent up to you. Maybe Bellona can help you shower?"

"Don't bother. I won't be able to sleep after the nasty trick you just pulled." Vegeta sat up and rolled off the bed. "I will go down and eat in the kitchen."

Bulma smiled and moved off the bed. "I will meet you there after I get some things done." On her short trip to the door she gathered her clothing from where they had fallen the night before.

Vegeta was a bit slower to move from the bed. When he did, the first thing Vegeta locked his attention on was the bathroom. A shower did seem like a good idea. He had already had several at the hospital. Opening the door, he realized was that this bathroom was more expansive than the one at the medical facility. He narrowed his eyes as he studied the knobs on the faucet. He reached out to poke at the shiny metal for a moment. The divine knowledge of instantly understanding how to work such devices was gone. Swallowing hard, he went to work turning the handle this way and that until the water began to fill the basin. Victory was short lived when he realized that it was freezing cold. Dark growls emerged as he slammed his hands down on the counter. Turning his head he silently cursed himself. What use was he going to be to Bulma if he couldn't work something as simple as the bathroom sink!

He was shocked when a hand reached around him and adjusted the knob. A sick feeling washed over Vegeta. It was something so cold and terrifying that it defied rational thought. He spun around and stared at a face he knew well.

"Radditz, what are you doing here."

"You looked like you needed help," Radditz chuckled. "Although, I wish you had needed more last night. I would have been more than happy to-"

Vegeta paled and felt the heat of rage rush over him "You didn't?"

"Oh I did! Have to know when to help out a fellow fallen one you know." Radditz moved out of the room and leaned against the door. "Don't worry if the woman's moans were any indication, you did just fine."

"You sick, demented..." Vegeta struggled for words. The anger he was feeling was limitless. He wanted to reach out and grab the dark one by the neck; to choke Radditz until all traces of that smug and satisfied look of victory was erased from his perfect features.

"You should be thanking me." Radditz waved his hand in calm dismissal of Vegeta's frustrations. "At least I was there for you. I can tell you now that there have been no signs of your heavenly brethren since I arrived." Then with a menacing tone he added, "Wonder why that is? Think perhaps they are a bit jealous that you are here sampling the fruits of the Earth in your new mortal form?"

"I doubt it." Vegeta turned to study the position of the tap before testing the water with his hand. It was the perfect temperature, damn that Radditz. "They all have the same choice I had. If they want to come down and fumble around in complete uselessness, then by all means they are welcome to it."

"Awwww, is Veggie-Weggie feeling sorry for himself? You know I can help you with that." Radditz tempted Vegeta with slow deliberation." You know it is within my capacity to restore all your original powers to you."

Vegeta glared at Radditz. "For a hefty price I might add."

"Well, I am one of the original fallen that was cast from Heaven for my evil ways. I am sure there should be something in it for me." Radditz locked his eyes onto his victim. The force of his will was strong. Vegeta turned away due to the sheer power of it. "So, my friend, what do you say? Want to join us?"

"What I want to do," Vegeta reached out, grabbed the door and swung it shut as hard as he could, "Is take a piss in private!"

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Vegeta came down the stairs to see Bulma sitting on the floor by the coffee table. Before her was a stack of papers a mile high. He could see the golden latches of her briefcase peeping from the back of the couch. He looked at the phone cord that was extended the entire length of the room. There was no telling what room she had dragged it from. A cordless was at her ear. She was nodding and talking to someone that he could hear frantically shouting on the other end.

He watched her spread her hand over a pile of papers fanning them out. "Yes, I am certain I gave those forms to my father. He should be in shortly," she replied calmly. The tone of her voice was a sharp contrast to the chaotic haphazard mess before her. He watched her reach up and slap her hand down on the top of her head. Her fingers pulled at the silky blue strands. "I am telling you Brenda, it's going to be just fine without me." The phone on her desk rang loudly and she quickly snatched it. "Hello Briefs." It was as far as she got before quickly rising to her feet. "They did what? And who told them they could tamper with the components?" Defeatedly, Bulma nodded, "Ok, I will be there, but only long enough to fix it. Yes, fine, whatever." She put the phone down and grabbed the cordless. "Brenda, they need me down at the lab so I will be in. Have that contract and the legal paperwork on my desk. I don't want to be at work any longer than I have to." She held the phone out as she turned it off. She stood for a long moment, before screaming loudly and throwing the phone as hard as she could. It hit the wall and ricocheted back to a table knocking off a photo and a few other items.

"Is it really that bad?" Vegeta crossed his arms and watched her turn to face him.

Paling, she let her arms hang at her sides. "How much did you hear?"

"Enough to know that you need to get some things settled at work before you can even think about staying here to babysit me." He closed the distance between them in a few long strides and pulled her to his chest. "I knew you had the company and other responsibities before I came here. I accepted it. Now you just go and do what you need to do. I will find something to occupy my time."

Bulma rubbed her cheek against his chest and sighed. "I am so sorry. I promise you I won't let it take all day."

He reached down to raise her chin up. "Even if it does, you will have to return sometime and I will be right here waiting for you."

"You are too good to be true." She pulled back and searched the room. "I had Bellona set out some breakfast for us. I won't be able to eat with you like I wanted, but at least I know you can enjoy it." She moved to gather up her paperwork.

He watched her gather them into folders and then stuff them into her briefcase. A smile played on his lips. This was his future. From here on out this is how many of his mornings would be spent. Watching this woman struggling to hold her life and the company together and he would enjoy every minute of it. It was because it was Bulma Briefs who rushed around the room trying to find her misplaced high heel; the woman he had been assigned to save and found he could never leave. As she rushed passed him, she paused to give him a quick peck on his cheek and then disappeared out the door.

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The rumbling of his stomach made Vegeta buckle over. He had felt this way before. When he awoke at the hospital his desire for food and water was strong. Now the hunger was just as overwhelming. He moved to the kitchen and saw that the table had been set. The food was prepared and put in containers with clear lids. Bellona was nowhere in sight so he opened one and the smell of sausage and maple filled the air.

"Are you going to eat all that?" A familiar voice cut through the air.

"Bardock, you don't need to eat. I do, so you can just back off." Vegeta chuckled and reached for the butter.

"But that looks so good." The Angel of War pulled out a chair and sat down across from Vegeta. "You're damn lucky you know."

Vegeta nodded and shoved a fluffy pancake into his mouth. His dark eyes closed as he savored the taste. "Mmmm. This is good."

"You're an ass," Bardock snapped back as he looked across the table. "You are not really planning on eating all of this are you?" When Vegeta didn't answer Bardock sighed and continued. "I had to drop by and see how you were. When Goku told me you had become mortal I knew I had to see it for myself."

"Well, you have seen it."

"What was it like?" Bardock took an apple from the basket of fruits before him. "Becoming mortal?"

"At first I thought something was terribly wrong. It felt very strange, but I am becoming accustomed to it." Vegeta reached out and poured some coffee into a cup. Unfortunately, it overflowed and ran across the table. "Shit!" Vegeta jumped to his feet and searched for something to soak it up. Seeing a roll of paper towels, he made quick use of them thereby limiting the spillage. "You know," he snapped at Bardock who kicked his feet up on the table while slowly munching on the crisp red apple. "You could have helped me out."

"Sorry, not my forte."

"Vegeta!" Bellona burst through the doorway. "You should have called me." She pushed Vegeta aside and went to work cleaning the mess. "You are not supposed to be doing this sort of thing yet."

"Since when are you the housemaid?" Vegeta stumbled back, although he was relieved that she was there to help him. He was waiting for some snide remark from Bardock, but it never came. Looking up in confusion he saw Bardock's face pale. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing dear. Messes happen." Bellona walked to the sink to wring out the rag.

Vegeta realized that Bardock was invisible to her eyes. He didn't have to look at the woman to figure that out. In fact, he was too intent on Bardock, who he had never seen in such a state. Again Vegeta mouthed, "What is your problem?"

"Ai... Aiesha." Bardock replied as if almost in a trance.

"What?" Vegeta glared. The angel was making no sense at all.

"I didn't say anything." Bellona walked past him, "But I am going to go wash these hand towels out. Shouldn't take me very long."

Vegeta nodded to her. He watched Bellona approach Bardock who reached out as if trying to touch her. Bellona moved right through him. This caused the Angel of War to flinch as if he had been struck.

"Fuck it all, Bardock! It's just Bellona. What is wrong with you?" Vegeta ranted.

"She isn't Bellona. She is Aiesha." Bardock stammered. "She is Radditz and Goku's mother and she is my mate."

"That can't be," Vegeta argued. "That would make her about a million years old."

"That body may not be her's, but I would know her soul anywhere."

Vegeta stumbled back upon hearing this revelation. "Oh my God