Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Today, Tomorrow Unknown ❯ Tuesday ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I do apologize for the late post. I have discovered FarCry 4 and became obsessed with it. I have almost 100% the game, so when that happens, I should have more time to post and such. Well, unless work freaks out on me and give me overtime. Either way, I do apologize! I also have something I would like to say:

I have been getting some messages from you guys that have been quite mean. I have not, and will not, reply to any of them. I want to satisfy you as the reader, but I also want to satisfy myself as the author. If I do not write it the way I want to, then I have no interest. I understand some of you are waiting for Vegeta to be involved more; I am getting to that. Like I have stated in previous chapters, I have future chapters already written out on how I want it. Vegeta WILL be coming soon. I do not appreciate being bullied into it, or hate mail because he hasn't really been in the story yet. If you want him in a story, go make one the way you'd like it.

Also

To everyone else who have been sending me kind mail and comments, I appreciate it like no other! I really enjoy your feedback, it is amazing! You guys are the reason I am continuing with this fan fiction. I want us all to have a good time together with this journey. Thanks so much!

Anywho, here we are:

Everything about my body was screaming. Rolling my face away from the window, it seemed to help now that the sun wasn't blaring in my eyes. I had never forgotten to shut the curtains before, but I guess alcohol makes you forget the simple things. Groaning, I brought both of my hands to my head, hating that I had a searing headache. It was then I was reminded that I had a sore cheek. Flinching slightly, I put my hand back on my face, gently starting from my temple before drawing it down to my chin. He slapped me, I remember. It was hard to forget such a thing, even with alcohol in my system.

Wanting to roll my eyes at last nights encounter with Vegeta, I found I had no energy to do so. He wasn't worth the energy that I had. Rolling completely over to look into the darkest parts of my room, I started to feel a throbbing pain in my nether-regions. "Ah!" I grimaced. Taking the blankets off of myself, I began to panic. "What the hell!"

My heart began to race as I looked down at the sheets. They were stained with blood. Trying to move, I could only make it to the other side of the bed before my body screamed at me. Trying to steady my breathing, I tried to remember what all had happened the night before.

I got ready, went to the Grand Room, drank with Goku, drank some more with Goku, got slapped, punched a bitch, got carried back to my room by Goku, and...

My heart stopped.

"Oh my God." I brought both of my hands up to my mouth at what I had done last night. I had slept with Goku. "Damnit..." I whispered inside of my hands as I recalled the entire night. Damning myself for it all, I couldn't help but feel a smile creep on my face. Had I wanted it, yes. Would it get me in trouble and could I possibly get executed for it, damn straight. Setting both of my hands down back down, I became less creeped out at the blood on my side of the bed. "At least I know what happened."

As I sat there for a moment, I became a bit irked. "He sexs me up and then leaves? What an asshole." I didn't really know what I expected, hell I hadn't even remembered until moments ago about the night we had. I just figured me might actually stay the full night. A frown took over my face as I started to feel like a toy. Had he got what he wanted and now he was done? Would he now treat me like the others since he got what he wanted? I couldn't help but think about the negative.

Shifting my eyes around the room, I brushed off my negative thoughts. If I thought about the reality of it, he would be a moron to have stayed the entire night. What if Vegeta had come to my room to finish punishing me for last night and found him here? What if he was seen leaving my room in the same formal armor that he had on last night? Either way, if he would have stayed, he would have been stupid and someone would have seen him. I was going to go with those thoughts rather than the pathetic, sad ones. It's all I could really do.

Now it was time to see the damage of it all. Looking down below, I could see some dried blood cracking on my legs where I had slept. My upper lip twitched in disgust. Slowly, I began to place my legs over the bed one by one. Man did it hurt. When I had finally placed both feet on the floor, I used the wall to help me make my way to the bathroom. Once there, I turned on the light and headed straight to the tub. Surprisingly, my wobbly legs allowed all of these motions.

Turning the tub faucet to hot, I plugged the tub so I could take a bath. Now, I had to wait. Not getting into the tub to wait, I decided to look in the mirror to see if there were any marks left behind from Goku. I remembered seeing Vegeta's women with purple and red marks all over their necks and chests; I wanted to make sure I didn't have any of it. When my eyes met myself in the mirror, a sarcastic frown formed on my face.

"Really." I spoke aloud as I inched closer to the mirror, bringing a hand to my face. I wasn't shocked at the hand print that laid obvious on my face, it was the fact that my eye liner was smeared everywhere. "He lied, that bastard." I let out a soft laugh as I recalled asking him if my makeup had smeared all over my face from all of my random crying and him telling me that I was fine. If he could see in the dark, and he probably could, I couldn't believe he would have sex with me while I looked like this. The eye liner went straight back to my hairline, deep down my eyes making me look super tired, and on the top of my eye lid making it look like I had put on some grey eye shadow. What a dick. But man, that dick...

My thoughts began to travel as I remembered his touch on my body. I could still feel the sensation of his hands trailing down my skin, leaving a tingle in its wake and crave where he'd go next. The passion it all seemed to have, everything about it was amazing. Would it happen again? I wasn't sure. I wanted it to, but in a world like this, nothing was set in stone. My life was a toss-up, and now this was in the mix.

My thoughts were interrupted when the running water started to sound different. Turning around slowly, I could see the tub was filling up quick. Lightly making my way over, I shut the water off. Looking at it, I was excited to enter.

Painfully lifting up a leg, I somehow managed to place my foot steadily in the tub, lift the other one to bring it in and slowly inch my way into the water without falling. As dry skin became wet, my body twitched, began to sting, and welcomed the heat.

Closing my eyes, I let myself just feel. I could feel the soreness from the night before. I could feel the relief I had gotten from it. I could feel the heat surrounding my aches, easing their pain, and I could feel my heart beat steady. Taking in a deep breath, I could feel my lungs thank me for the cool air against to contrast with the heat. When I began to exhale, I let my head sink under the water, letting my hand pinch my nose closed in the process.

While one hand plugged my nose, I brought the other one to my face, rubbing off the eye liner that raccooned me. Scrubbing and scrubbing, I brought my head back to the surface so I could take in another breath. Not knowing if it was all washed off, I just assumed it was and continued to relax in the tub.

My reverie didn't last long when I heard a knock. As my eyes grew wide, I knew it was Goku. I had never bathed this early, or at all. I was more of a shower kind of person, but that was besides the point. Goku. Was. Here.

Not knowing what to do, I wasn't sure if I should call out to him or get up and greet him. Tensing my body, I tried to get up. Didn't work. My muscles were not yet ready to get out of the paradise of the tub. So, I waited. Soon after, I heard the door open.

As I sat quietly in the tub, I could hear footsteps walking around the room. It wasn't long until I heard them grow closer to my doorless bathroom. "Bulma?" a head peaked around the corner, looking at me in the bath.

I didn't know how to feel. Should I cover myself up or just let him see me. It's not like he hadn't just seen me naked hours ago, but it was still a bit weird. I decided to do what I always had done, just look at him like nothing was ever wrong with me.

"Hey." I spoke as my eyes locked onto his wondering ones. "Something wrong?" I raised a brow. It came so natural to be open around him. I could already feel my sarcastic ways coming out. It was better than being awkward with him.

"No." A devious smile crept along his face as I watched his eyes venture from my feet all the way up to my own. "Nothing wrong at all." He walked into the bathroom, standing dominantly over me next to the tub.

"Good." I shifted my gaze to the ceiling, still noticing his own in my peripheral. "So last night,"

"Was great." He interrupted as he knelt down. Taking his hand, he reached in the tub and grabbed my own. "Sorry I wasn't here this morning. I had to take care of some things."

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach again. I had never been treated so nicely, or with such affection before. It was an amazing feeling. How did I go my entire life without feeling any of this? Had I set it all aside to never get hurt? Now that the feeling was here, I didn't know how I was going to ever live without it. I never understood why the slave girls here were so emotional, but I could now see that it was a basic human need to feel affection. Had I been broken all this time?

"It's okay, I understand." I knew my red cheeks were noticeable. There was no hiding it, especially against my pail skin. "Could you help me up?" I asked as I could feel my body not wanting to move on its own.

In seconds, Goku had placed his other hand in the water, picking me up from underneath my knees and from my back. Carrying me back into the room, he placed my wet frame on the bed. "Towel?" I asked as my comfort level began to drop. It felt gross to be on my blood-stained bed all wet and such.

Without a thought, I watched him make his way to the bathroom and shortly exit it with a towel in his hand. "Thanks." I spoke as he handed it to me, wrapping myself in it as I sat on the bed. "Look what you did." I pointed to the blood next to me. "Isn't that wonderful? I got to wake up to that." I joked.

A concerned look covered his face. "Are you alright?" He looked at the blood spot, then back at me.

"Yes. Just sore is all." I tried to calm him. It was then my alarm began to go off.

Jolting my head, my eyes grew wide. "Oh shit!" I forced my body to the alarm across the bed to shut it off. "No. God, no." I spoke under my breath.

"What's wrong?"

"Work. I have to go to work." I could feel my body start to panic. "There is no way I can clean his room today. Oh dear God, and the bitch inside of it." I laid sprawled out across the top of the bed with one hand on the alarm from shutting it off.

"Don't worry about that." Goku walked around the bed, standing at his spot by the window. "I took care of it.

Lifting my head up, I looked at him. "What? You took care of it? How?" I forced my body to sit upright, fixing my towel in the process.

"I talked to Prince Vegeta."

"You talked to Prince Vegeta!?" My tone became panicked. "What do you mean 'you talked to Prince Vegeta?'"

"I told him that you had too much last night, and that you were hungover." he turned to face me. "He said he wanted you in perfect shape to punish you, so he's letting you rest before he sees you next."

My stomach dropped. I knew I was going to be punished more for my actions last night. Or was I being punished because he knew about me and Goku? I began to panic some more. "What if he knows?" I looked at him with worry written all over my face. "What if I am being punished because he knows about what we did?" I could feel the tears filling my eyes. Vegeta scared the shit out of me. I knew my time was almost out if he knew about my actions last night.

"He doesn't know." Goku spoke calmly.

"How do you know?!" I did not speak calmly.

"Because he would have already ended the both of us if he did."

"I guess." I wiped the forming tears from my eyes, noticing a black line on my finger afterwards. "Perfect."

"What?" Goku walked closer to the bed, darting his eyes towards the blood before looking at me.

"It's still all over my face, isn't it? Don't lie this time." I tried to laugh away the fright of Vegeta.

"Yep, still there." The Saiyan smirked.

"See, why couldn't you tell me that last night?" I placed my hand on his shoulder when he knelt down beside the bed.

"Because you probably would have cried again." we both began to laugh.

"Yeah, probably. I don't know why I was so emotional last night. No more alcohol for me." I retracted my hand back as my smile didn't leave my face.

"Sounds like a good idea."

"I drank more than you, by the way." I could see the look on Goku's face become interested. His eyes shifted as his own brow began to raise.

"Is that so?" He stood up, folding his arms across his chest.

"Yep, I had one more glass of champagne than you did. So, I won."

"Bulma," he stepped away, "If winning means I get slapped, punch someone, and become emotional all night, then I am glad I did not win." A grin of evil teeth shone through as we both shared a laugh once more.

"And I still got some action." I stuck my tongue out at him playfully.

"Now that's a win." Goku looked at the clock before turning around and headed for the door, stopping to type in the pin to unlock it. When the door unlatched, he turned his head to look at me once more. "I have things I need to do. I'll see you tomorrow." He winked at me before heading out.

I was alone once more.

Smiling, I rested my head against the bed frame. I had the day off. Never in my life here had I had a day off. What could I do? What was there to do? If anything, I knew I was going to need to change the sheets on my bed. Getting up, I knew I had to get that job done if I wanted to relax the remainder of the day.

Slowly making my way to the closet, I found the sheets with ease before hobbling back over to the bed. With a heavy sigh, I removed everything from the bed, knowing that getting the sheets on the bed would be the hard part.

With my towel falling off in the process, I ignored it as I painfully stretched across the bed to place the black sheets on the mattress. I knew if I would have chose white, I'd be able to see the red stain shine through. Just to be safe, if Vegeta made his way in my bedroom, I wanted it to be hidden, so black sheets was the way to go.

When my sheets were finally on, I placed the pillow back on, along with the blanket. Not bothering with the towel, I made my way under the blankets. I knew that the day was going to be filled with sleeping. My body needed it. There was no way I was going to be doing anything else. If anything, this was the perfect time to catch up on the sleep I had been missing out on. Plus, if I slept, time would go by faster to see Goku.

Taking in a deep breath, I closed my eyes as I exhaled. I had my first day off. I was going to take full advantage of it and do absolutely nothing.

A/N: Sorry for the boring chapter. Next chapter should be exciting, I have a lot planned. ;)