Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Desire ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

Desire - Chapter 8

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Disclaimer - I don't own dbz…so please don't sue!

Warning: - This is a NC-17 rated story so there will be scenes involving adult themes. Yaoi involved!

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I slowly removed my lips from Vegeta's and stepped back, a worried expression on my face as I stared at the Saiyan Prince.

| He did not push me away…that has to be a good sign…right? |

| Mmm…I don't know, he hasn't responded in any way |

I stare at him again. He has not moved at all. His eyes are closed tight, almost as if he's contemplating something. There is no sign of any kind of emotion on his face - not even malice.

I sigh and carefully walk away. I guess if he had something of any relevance to state, he would have done something about it by now. I sigh again and feel a few small tears start to trickle down my face. Having no response come from him is even worse than being rejected. Padding slowly and softly away towards the bedroom, I reach the door and turn around to look at Vegeta.

His eyes are still closed, his arms folded across his chest, his lips still covered in the dark chocolate drink.

| I wish I could just kiss him again…. |

Wiping away the tears that fall, I open the door and as I put one foot into the room, I hear a noise.

A groan.

I turn around to see if I can place where the noise came from. To my surprise, I notice Vegeta, bearly a few inches away from me.

| How did he get near me so quickly and without me being able to sense his ki? |

I stare at him for a few seconds before breaking myself at of my daze and composing myself as best as I can.

| Man…he's so close…he's almost touching me |

I place one hand behind my head and laugh nervously. "Gosh…sorry Vegeta…I don't know what came over me…I'll just leave now."

I take another step towards the bedroom, still facing the Saiyan Prince who hasn't shown me any signs of what he's thinking.

| He's probably wondering what the best way is to pound me into dust |

I look up and gasp as I notice that Vegeta has vanished.

| He must be seriously mad with me. He's probably gone home and I'll never see him again |

I turn around to walk back into my bedroom and get the shock of my life when I bump into Vegeta, who is standing directly behind me. Backing away slightly, I watch a small smirk appear across his face and for one of the rare occasions in my life, I feel myself start to build up with anger.

| Is he mocking me? Mocking my feelings, my emotions? |

I clench my fists as Vegeta's smirk grows. It's almost as if he's laughing at me…silently.

| He's doing this on purpose, torturing me, not letting me know my fate |

I look at his face and notice something. Vegeta's tears have gone…but his eyes are still shining. It looks like they are smiling at me.

| But they couldn't be. Come on Goku snap out of it…you're hallucinating |

I stare even deeper into Vegeta's dark eyes, feeling all my energy draining from my body as I lose myself in the deep pools. I do not even think about how much of an idiot I must look just mindlessly gawking at the Prince. I do not even care if he lashes out at me - it seems like all thought and intelligence has been washed away.

I suddenly feel a sharp tap on my shoulder and slowly remove myself from my trance. As my eyes focus properly on Vegeta's entire well being, I notice an even bigger smirk on his face than the one he had before. I'm surprised to say the least, I expected Vegeta to have attempted to kill me or something along those lines. That's what the Vegeta I know would have done.

But he doesn't do or say anything. He just stands there, smirking. I watch the smirk get bigger and bigger and as I watch it, I hear a small laugh come from his lips. I feel my blood boiling and anger returning. How dare he stand there and mock me!

| Maybe I imagined those tears…I mean, they aren't there anymore. And Vegeta just appears to be acting like his normal self…hurtful and uncaring about other people's emotions |

| Yes…but why hasn't he tried to punch your lights out? He hasn't even really shouted at you? Is he ill or something? |

I sigh and swallow the lump that has formed in my throat. Vegeta is still stood there, unmoving, smirking. His eyes are now shining in a way that I have never seen before. I ponder as to what this new light could mean. Is Vegeta sick? Has he got a fever? Maybe it's some strange sickness that only affects Saiyans…oh no, I could get it to!

I back away slightly, ending up back in my cozy log-fire-lit living room while Vegeta stands in the doorway, blocking my entrance into my bedroom. The only way that I can get away from him.

Unless I leave the cabin completely.

| But that wouldn't make much sense. It's your cabin…till Vegeta to go if he's making you feel uncomfortable |

| Well…he's not making me feel completely uncomfortable…I just wish he'd stop looking at me like that and say something |

"Kakarott?"

I stare at Vegeta, my mouth wide open.

| Could have really heard what I thought? No…that's impossible |

He edges towards me, slowly this time. The smirk has been removed from his face, his arms placed by his side and a look that I have never seen before.

An apologetic look.

As he edges closer, I feel myself grow unconformable again. Why does he have to stand so close? I struggle to try and keep my breathing under control as he finally reaches his destination, a few inches away from me. Too close for my liking…if he gets any closer, I don't know what I'll do.

I cannot control my breathing again and it starts to come out in a ragged tone. Fortunately, Vegeta seems to have not noticed this rather drastic change. He seems more pre-occupied with staring at my face. I feel it start to go red as he continues to stare.

"What's wrong Vegeta?" I finally ask. "What are you looking for?"

He shakes his head and sighs, something I have never heard him do before. It's almost like he's hiding something from me. But what?

| Why don't you tell him how you really feel? |

| Oh yeh…I'm sure that would go down really well… oh Vegeta by the way…I really love you and I want to be with you…are you crazy? He'd knock my block off! |

I bat the argument out of my head, not wanting to waste time arguing with myself. I've already spent so long arguing with myself and my friends to waste more time that I could be spending with Vegeta…the man I have loved for, for so long. I don't even know why…there's just something about him…

I have to tell him…even if he doesn't return my affections…at least he'll know that I'm always here.

"Vegeta?"

"What Kakarott?"

"Listen I have something to tell you and I don't want you to interrupt until I've finished."

"Whatever Kakarott."

"I MEAN IT VEGETA!"

My anger finally flashes out in a bright golden light. A terrified look crosses Vegeta's face but a smirk quickly replaces it. He sits himself down quietly on a chair by the fire, unfazed by my outburst. I walk towards him, a scowl on my face that he would be proud of.

| Maybe he wanted me to get angry… |

Turning my ki level down slightly so I don't scorch the floor again, words flow from my mouth like a river.

"Listen Vegeta…I wasn't kidding when I said that I love you. I have done for so long now that I cannot remember a time that I didn't feel this way. That's why I didn't cry at Chi-Chi's funeral…my feelings for her had passed onto you. Now I know that you probably hate me…I mean that's evident by the way you always put me down and call me names but I don't care. Now you can keep pushing me down and away but that will not stop my feelings for you…is that clear?"

He sits there silent for several seconds before staring at me with an even bigger smirk on his face.

"Crystal clear Kakarott…"

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A.N. Ooohh! Cliffhanger! Anyways, what will Vegeta do next? Will he reject Goku? Or will he say the words that Goku has been longing to hear forever? Find out next time! ^_^