Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Today, Tomorrow Unknown ❯ Kakarot ( Chapter 17 )

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

My computer died yet again... So now I have to resort to my back-up laptop which sucks SOOOOOO MUCHHHHH! But, I know I need to update this fiction. I have all of my chapter ideas written out on my other computer, which is getting fixed, so I will have to try to remember what the hell I was doing for this chapter.

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'She's asleep.' Goku thought to himself as he heard Bulma make one final sigh before laying still in his arms. He could feel her heartbeat grow steady as her breaths became rhythmic. He had only slept with her a couple of times, but enough to know that his woman was knocked out. He couldn't blame her, she had been in way over her head with emotions ever since Vegeta had raped her. And to pile on that, she was suddenly whisked away to Earth, sending different waves of emotion to her, and then there was the Hot Spot situation. A strong little thing she was, though. Most humans he had ever encountered would have never been able to deal with all that she was dealing with. It was one of the many things that attracted him to the blue-haired girl.

Taking his hand, Goku began to lightly play with her blue hair. It hadn't been washed in a couple of days, yet it somehow kept its soft texture. Most humans he had seen that had gone unwashed were grease balls of nasty, but not her. He was thankful for this trait that she carried, but at the same time he wouldn't mind if she was a bit gross. It was normal and understandable in her state.

Starting from the top of her head, he wove his fingers in her hair, heading down to the tips. If he felt any sort of tension, he'd let go as to not wake his lady since she really needed her rest. He couldn't believe this was happening. Ever since he had met Bulma, he had had a thing for her. He never dreamed he'd be lying in bed with her, let alone having just mated with her either. He had given up such status on his planet to be with this woman, and it was all worth it. She was all worth it. She was the only sense of security that he had ever felt. She was a constant for him, which he could never relay to her. He was a more sensible Saiyan than most, but to give away all of the information from his past was something he didn't think he'd ever be able to do, even with her. Luckily, she hadn't asked and hopefully she never would.

Growing up, right off the bat his life was never easy. He and his older brother Raditz were seen as 'tainted' children ever since their father Bardock had betrayed the Saiyans to work with Frieza's army, leaving them to fend for themselves. It was easy enough since they did in fact have Saiyan blood in their veins which meant they knew how to survive on their own practically since birth, but the betrayal had haunted him ever since. It wasn't normal for Saiyans to develop deep emotions, even towards their own kin. Hell, the deepest emotions they had were for their comrades in battle. Other than that, they really didn't feel, yet somehow his father leaving got to him. The fact that he would pick another race over his own children bothered the living shit out of him. He hated him for what he did and would never be able to forgive him.

After the departure of his father, Goku had gone into a rage. He was so mad at what his father had done to him and Raditz, that he went on a killing spree. His brother tried to stop him, but there was absolutely no use to it. Even though he was just a young boy, Saiyan after Saiyan was slain by his hands. The killing went on until it caught the attention of King Vegeta. It was only he who was able to calm him down, but when he called to him by his birth name of Kakarot, it almost set him into a rage once more. It was then that he refused to be called by that name ever again and changed it to Goku. Since his father wanted nothing to do with them, he in turn didn't want anything to do with Bardock, even if that meant changing his name. Many questioned why the young Saiyan wasn't slain right then and there, but the King knew he would need him for battle someday. The amount of power he held at such a young age was too great to destroy, even though he had destroyed so much already.

From there, King Vegeta took him and his brother into his palace to train with the best of Saiyans. Growing stronger and stronger, the training only grew harder with each course yet he managed to ace every single task thrown at him while his brother struggled to get there, but got there nonetheless. His social status with his race slowly started to improve once he was sent on missions to take over other planets and the success he had brought them. The Saiyans soon forgot, or forgave, the actions of his earlier years. Within a few short years of him serving in the Saiyan military, he soon became one of the best. When the King had noticed his level of strength start to surpass his sons', he removed him from their main military and stationed him with Prince Vegeta, relieving Nappa of that duty.

Prince Vegeta was an angry little Saiyan; Goku never imagined he would get used to such a being. The thing that bothered him the most about the blood-thirsty, entitled, self-righteous man was the fact that he called him by his birth name. When he had first done it, Goku didn't know what to do. At first, it enraged him. Seeing the smirk on his face as he spat out the memories of his father by using one word pissed him off. It was torture knowing that he couldn't do much about it. Sure, he could have just killed him, but after slaying many of his own after his father's departure, Goku didn't want to shed any more blood. He had finally built repore back with his race, he wasn't about to throw it all away by killing the Prince. Plus, he knew that Vegeta only called him by his birth name because he was angry that Goku was assigned to him. Another babysitter, yet this one was stronger than him, weather Prince Vegeta would admit that or not. He knew it was in Vegeta's personality to be a huge dick, so he learned to just sit back and watch himself destruct; and he would self-destruct.

Ever since being assigned to Vegeta, Goku started to see how the Prince ticked. It was amazing, in a horrible way; he had never seen someone function the way that the Prince did. It was as if he was a horrible robotic experiment that had so many viruses within that no software could ever cure him. Every single breath that Vegeta took was so heavily calculated that Goku didn't know how he performed normal Saiyan tasks. He had one goal in life, and that was to rule over everything, even his own father. He was so ready to just kill the King so he could take over already; Goku was surprised that that hadn't already happened. Maybe it was his Saiyan Pride that kept his father alive, or maybe it was because he wasn't stronger than him and wouldn't stand a chance; but with him training constantly, it wouldn't be too much longer before he would surpass the King. Prince Vegeta strived to become a legendary Super Saiyan. They hadn't had a Super Saiyan in ages, at this point it was just a hopeful myth; a child's bedtime story, but Vegeta was determined to become one. He wanted to be the best so bad, that he was killing everything within him.

Goku first noticed Prince Vegeta's craze when he had first brought a human concubine to his room. He had taken over planets many times, slain many beings, and enslaved many races, yet it was when he first conquered a woman that he became crazed. It seemed that after mating, the testosterone in his body sky-rocketed, turning him into a bigger asshole than usual. He would lay with a woman, keep her for a few days, and then destroy her; his own personal thing to mess with whenever he wanted to, plus he had an abundance of them. He wasn't sure why he picked human women to continuously dispose of, but that is what he liked. And for that sole reason, Earth was still around. The human trafficking going on, enslaving, and anything else that had to do with Earth was only because Vegeta liked the women there. He would send Goku there countless times to pick up a new batch of what might catch his fancy. Goku didn't mind it, it meant he had a good week to not deal with the Prince, just in a ship with one other Saiyan to get a new freight load of women. Once they would get back, Vegeta would pick the girls he liked and leave the rest to be concubines for the other Saiyans.

This process happened numerous times until Vegeta started having problems with the one human he wouldn't kill: Bulma. She was the first thing he ever owned by himself, so it seemed he had a mission to keep her alive as long as he could. A nostalgic feeling for him, it seemed, to keep her around; the first thing he got without needing his father's permission. But when she started causing more trouble that he wanted to deal with, he put Goku on the job to watch her and keep her in line. From the moment he saw her, he knew she was a fighter. She had cuts and bruises from just being beaten by Vegeta, but that didn't even begin to damage the fire behind her eyes. Immediately, Goku was intrigued by her. He had seen many humans beaten to the brink of death by Vegeta and everything was lost within them; hollow husks of a body just somehow managing to exist. But Bulma, she did more than exist; he could tell that she had a purpose.

The first couple of months that he was assigned to her, she didn't say a word. Each time he turned around, he could feel her eyes watching him with every single step he took. It was like she was gauging him, seeing what kind of Saiyan he was. Once he caught on to what she was doing, which was in fact gauging what kind of person he was, he started to ease up around her. It wasn't fun not being able to talk to the person you were supposed to spend most of your time with, so he decided to start doing little things for her. He would ask her simple questions, knowing she wouldn't answer, but trying to build some sort of foundation anyway. Whenever he would retrieve her from her room, he would start knocking to give her the feeling of being able to answer the door, even though he could easily just barge in like her former guard did. He would unlock the door using the code and then let her open the door. With that action, he could start to see a change in her. Her cold eyes began to warm up slightly around him.

After months of this technique of letting her feel like she was her own individual, he asked if she was hungry and she had nodded her head. Instead of bringing her food like he normally did, he brought her to the cafeteria. She was very guarded when they made their way down. Darting her eyes left and right, jumping at any unexpected noise or movement, walking closer to him than normal, it was like she was waiting for Prince Vegeta to come out of nowhere and beat the shit out of her. Even as they sat at a table, she didn't seem comfortable. All eyes watching her, she was quite uncomfortable. It was then Goku got up and brought her food that she had never had before, and actual luxury dish with tea. Her eyes had lit up at the food. She was never fed horribly, but slave food and Saiyan food had a huge difference between the two. It was then she said her first words to him: "You have a stupid name, Kakarot". He was stunned at the amount of balls that the young girl had. It was then the air in the cafeteria shifted. Everyone knew that he didn't like to be called by that name and that no one but Prince Vegeta was able to call him that to his face. With a calm smile, Goku quickly corrected her. He was soft, but was serious that she should never call him that again or all of the nice things he did for her would quickly disappear. It was then she spoke her second words to him: "You're just Prince Vegeta's little bitch". He reminded her that she, too, was Prince Vegeta's little bitch. Shrugging, she then started to eat her food.

It was weird, after that day she actually began to talk to him on a regular basis. He could start to feel her trusting him more and more. She began to joke with him, use her fluent sarcasm on him, punch him, yell at him, call him names, and other ridiculous things. It was when she started confiding in him that he began to feel a deeper connection to the girl. She had nothing, absolutely nothing. She spent 90% of her time in her room all by herself with just her thoughts, no one to ever talk back to. She was enslaved to a race so very different from hers, yet she became so comfortable with him that she trusted talking to him about things she had never said out loud. He felt honored; she had let him in. He found himself getting lost in her mindless babbling about absolutely nothing. She was mesmerizing, even when talking about the most useless things. He was getting hooked to her. The passion he began to see forming in her eyes when she spoke became incredible. She had allowed him to be a part of her world, letting him see all of her flaws that she didn't even noticed that he started to actually become her world. He could see it in the way that she talked to him, and he started to feel the exact same way. Even though she technically belonged to the Prince, he knew that she was actually his.

Even though he was assigned to her, Goku still had to do his Saiyan duties that Prince Vegeta had assigned him. He still had to take his trips to Earth for more women, he found himself missing her. He began to worry if she would still be there when he returned, or if Vegeta would have finally started his self-destructing ways and murdered everything he could. He worried for her. Whenever he would return and find her still there, he couldn't be happier. He wanted no harm to come to her.

Over the years of knowing her, the relationship only grew. He could tell she was still wary of him, but he wasn't too bothered by it. Even though she couldn't see it, he knew that she loved him. It was obvious for Goku to see, but he could also see that she refused to believe it. At an unfortunate time, he could see that she finally believed it when they were in the Elevator after Vegeta had slapped her. She was spilling out that he didn't care that Vegeta had hurt her, and that was when she was allowing herself to know she had stronger feelings towards him. Even though she was in a drunken state, he knew that this might be the only chance she would ever allow herself to feel for him before hiding it away, so he had to take it. That's when he immediately told her that it took everything he had not to react to Vegeta slapping her, which was true. When he had touched her, he had to use every fiber in his being not to lunge at him. With him admitting this to her, she began to know his feelings towards her. What had started out as a horrible event turned into the best night he had ever had in his life. It wasn't just mating to him; it was him finally connecting to the one person he had ever loved fully. The fire between the two that night was incredible. There was no other way to describe it.

When she had fallen asleep, he made sure to quickly leave her room. He was now in more than he ever thought he would be. This was now a secret that he would have forever, and if he was going to maintain it, he had to put the fires out. He ended up going back to the celebration and talked to Prince Vegeta. That was when the Prince had informed him of punishing her. It sent his stomach plummeting knowing that he was going to abuse her, but he never thought that he was going to abuse her in the way that he did; raping her and making her his. That's when Goku had had enough. He was not going to let Vegeta take Bulma from him.

When he went to go retrieve his woman after spending one night with Vegeta, he wasn't expecting to see what he did. He didn't even know how she was alive. She wasn't even the same, pale color that she usually was. Her porcelain skin was tainted with black bruises all over her body, blood staining her skin in various places, and the worst thing he had seen about her was the fact that part of the fire in her eyes was gone. When she was banging on the door, he knew she was doing whatever she had to do to not be in that room anymore. When he had opened it, her eyes were dimmed. Upon recognizing that it was him, her light started to slowly come back. He knew that she was fully expecting to die right then and there. He couldn't imagine what that was like for her, but he knew it was time to leave. He had what he wanted and didn't need anything else, not even his race. So, he hijacked a ship and took off. It was the best decision he had ever made in his life.

So this being, this tiny little human lying next to him was the best thing to ever happen to him. He never dreamed he would actually be able to freely stay in bed with her. Even just a few weeks ago, he thought that he would have to be sneaking out of her room every night, hoping to never be caught, but here he was being able to stay the whole night holding her. Nothing would feel greater than this. This was all he needed. She was his everything.

As he continued to play with her hair, he began to feel something. Slowly getting out of bed to walk towards the window, he looked out at the still busy streets of the night and looked up at the sky. He could feel something. As he closed his eyes to concentrate on what he was feeling, it was then that he noticed different power levels speedily moving about. When he finally realized it was other Saiyans, his heart began to quicken in pace. He knew that Vegeta must have sent Nappa and his brother Raditz to bring them back. He honestly never thought Vegeta was that batshit crazy to send others after them since they had so much more on their plate, but the Prince was greedy and used to getting his way, so it wasn't that shocking.

Thinking about how they were here on Earth to try to take Bulma away from him enraged him. He wasn't about to let that happen. They had just spent a phenomenal night together, and he couldn't imagine spending their nights any other way. He was already hooked and it was already a habit for him, a habit that he was not about to break. Darting his eyes in the direction of where the energies were coming from, a calm washed over him. They were heading back. He could feel the energies start to dissipate in the distance. 'Why would they come here and leave so soon without a fight? Did Vegeta call them back?' He began to think to himself as he turned his head to look back at the woman in his bed. A smile swept across his face, 'It doesn't matter. They're gone.' He looked out at the sky one last time before heading back to the bed, bringing himself under the covers and towards the blue-haired woman.

Wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in close, he couldn't feel more at home, even though they were in a hotel room. 'I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. I'd die if I had to just to protect you. You're always safe with me.' He promised her in his head as he pulled her in even closer. He could feel her chest raise with every breath she took in, and sink with every exhale. Not only was she his, but he was hers. He would do anything and everything for her, no matter the cost. She was his constant, his one thing that has always been there for him. He was addicted. He was unashamed. He was happy. He was finally whole.

Closing his eyes, he allowed himself to fully relax next to her, listening to her breathe. In and out, the rhythmic pattern she displayed started to lull him into a trance. It wasn't long until he finally succumbed into it fully. This was the first night he slept with ease; without a worry. He had her, and that is all he ever needed.

A/N: So this was an absolute pain to upload. Since my backup computer turned out to be Satan, after I typed the chapter up I tried to upload to the internet. My computer kept freezing, freezing, freezing, more freezing. Until an hour later, no joke, I was finally able to post it and save it on here. When I bring my new computer home with Microsoft Word (I gave in and bought it), I will fix the Hell out if this chapter because right now I'm on my phone typing this as we speak and I'm not about to go through 4,000 words to correct them hahaha!

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