Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Fell In Love While You Were Sleeping ❯ Chapter 7

The next couple of days were very awkward. Bulma did not regret sleeping with Vegeta, but she did not know what to do about Yamcha. She was sure that she did not like him like she loved Vegeta. The queen would be so upset that she had slept with her other son while being pre-mated to the first son. This was not good.

“So,” Chi-Chi said as she sat next to the blue haired Sayian on her large bed. “You lost your virginity to the other brother.” Bulma nodded. Sure, Chi-Chi had been the one to defend her against Vegeta, but after explaining the mix-up the younger girl had been more than happy to help her. “Kakarot told me about some of this, but I didn't realize that I sort of made it worse for you by misunderstanding it. I really sorry about that.” Bulma shook her head.

“My fault. I never really have been good at correcting misunderstandings.” Chi-Chi smiled.

“Kakarot told me about that as well.” Bulma frowned at her.

“He did tell you about all the trouble I got into for arguing and getting into fights with all the kids. I have always been a loner, except with my twin. He was my only friend.”

“I can't believe that,” the dark haired girl said. The light dimmed in the room as the sun made it to the top of the sky, noon having just came. “You are the nicest Sayian so far, well you and the queen, but you seem more… human.” Bulma looked at her with gratitude.

“That's good, I guess. I have always been different. Me and Kakarot have always been special.” Just then Kakarot opened the door and entered the small room.

“So, big sister!” he said cheerfully. “Having the talk?” Bulma frowned up at him.

“Shut up!” she said. “I don't know if he is around here. He doesn't need to know that I want to mate with him.”

“But you already ha-” Bulma cut him off.

“I had sex with him, but I… felt something. It was so different from any other guy. Not even Yamcha made me feel that way.” The other girl smiled.

“You love him,” she said as if it were so simple.

“Lo-” Chi-Chi nodded.

“Bulma, it is that simple. You love him. You must call off the ritual. This was meant to be and you must let it be.” Bulma shook her head.

“He doesn't feel that way about me. I was just a lay, that's all.”

“You don't know th-” Bulma frowned at her brother.

“Kakarot, I do know that! If he wanted to be with me then he would have asked me! It's been two days and he has been avoiding me!” With a huff the blue haired girl exited the room and ran out of the house. A pair of dark eyes watched her fly into the air. Another watched from a window overlooking the sea. Bulma headed for the farthest place she could find from the tiny island and any inhabitants.

 

Bulma returned late that night with more worries than she left with, her heart heavier than her mind. Would she sacrifice her own happiness for others? Sure, she had done it most of her life and this was no different. She could be happy with Yamcha, couldn't she? She would have to be because Vegeta did not want her for a mate and that is what she wanted. She wanted a male and offspring. She wanted a perfect life and that to her was the perfect life. Little did she know that she already had one part of that equation. Time went on and Bulma was no closer to figuring out what to do. She was to be mated to him in one day and Vegeta had shown no interest in her at all, so she took that as being her answer. The next morning as the queen helped her get ready for her final day as a single woman Bulma felt the unexpected urge to puke, her stomach contents twisting and burning in her stomach. With an apology the young woman rushed to the bathroom to empty her stomach. Chi-Chi watched the girl sweat and began to wonder something, so with an excuse she left the queen and her future daughter-in-law.

“Cold feet?” the queen asked as the girl came back, her skin pale and sweaty. Bulma nodded. “Nothing to be afraid of. Yamcha maybe wild, but he is willing to settle down for you, so there is nothing to worry about.” Bulma nodded as the older woman went back to helping her adjust the dress.

 

Chi-Chi headed into the church, her mouth bursting with the news that she was sure was accurate.

“Kakarot!” she yelled to her mate. He turned to her and smiled. Radditz, who stood next to him, turned and greeted the young girl.

“Hello, human. What are you so excited about?” She ignored him as she excused her mate and took him to a dark corner. Whispering to him she explained to him of her findings. The young man looked at her in shock.

“Are you sure?” She nodded. The lights in the building shinned brightly, making her face radiance with happiness. “We must tell Vegeta.” At this Chi-Chi shook her head.

“Bulma must tell him herself. This her decision to make.”

“What if she is not aware of this and she marries Yamcha?” She shrugged.

“She will not marry Yamcha. She knows that she can not.” Kakarot looked over at the mentioned man and decided that his mate was right. In the end Bulma always made the right judgment and she would this time as well, especially since it was a decision of the heart. Bulma always listened to her heart.

 

Vegeta stood in the shadows of the church. Yamcha had made him the family witness, which for a human wedding was the best man, but Vegeta did not want to watch his woman mate with his brother. What would he do? Could he let her go? Suddenly a young girl came running in the room, her black eyes wide. She ran up to Yamcha and whispered something to him. After telling her news she ran out of the room. Yamcha turned to the occupants of the church.

“It seems that my mate-to-be is ill and will be a little longer. The ceremony will be today, but it will be postponed for another five minutes.” Everyone began to murmur, the building filling with their noise. Vegeta looked at the door where the young girl had left. Was Bulma getting cold feet? He hoped so. Five minutes passed and the room filled with a haunting music as the voices died down. Bulma entered the room, her dark blue dress long, its train as long as her body. It hugged her curves in just the right places and the low, V-neck showed off most of her cleavage. She wore some white flowers in her hair as her veil covered her face and trailed down her back, intermingling with the train. She looked nervously through the veil, but thanked Kami that no one could see this. She looked in front of her and saw her mate-to-be in front of her, but what held her attention was the man next to him, his face held anger as he stared at his brother and then at her. Was he mad at her? At his brother? His eyes held an emotion that she could not read and then it was gone. What was going on? Did he feel something for her? She stepped up to the alter and Yamcha lifted the veil and both brothers took a deep breath at the sight before them. Yamcha saw all her beauty, while Vegeta saw everything. Her face was paler then he had ever seen it and her eyes held her emotions, making them so clear. There was a fine sheen of sweat that covered her skin and a light pink that indicated her fever. Was she sick like the young girl said? Was it not cold feet? She looked at him, her eyes pleading with him. The priest began his vocals, though human, would do as he ceremonial priest and was given the Tome of Aged. His delicate voice filled the air.

“Hail,” he began. “We are gathered in the present day, our great planet, in the amalgamation of our prince and our potential princess. These two are to allocate the connection, the connection of love, fidelity, and of sovereigns. They will rule if the imperial couple do pass on. Their unification is a sanction. May they b-”

“I'm sorry, I must object,” Bulma whispered. “I can not go through with this.” She turned to look at the royal couple, her eyes brimming with tears. “I have lied to you. It was not on purpose. If when you leave, just banish me here. I did not mean for anything like this to happen.” She turned to Yamcha. “I did save you that day. I was a scientist for the royal family and every day I watched you get in that pod. I did not know that you were a prince. I just knew that I felt something for you. When that first blast rocked the docking bay I knew that I must get out. I saw you as I was heading for a pod. I took you with me, not knowing where the pod was headed.”

“It was set to purge Earth,” the prince said.

“I'm glad we didn't,” the queen said with a sigh.

“I am so sorry. It was all a mistake that someone assumed when I told them that he was to be, but only because I wished it so. Then when I met you,” she said as she turned to the queen and king. “I fell in love with you. You see, my parents died when I was real young and I had not had a family in such a long time, that I missed the feeling of someone loving me.” She looked down as she ran out the door, her eyes overflowing with tears. She did not let anyone talk to her as she flew up into the skies. This was the worst day of her life.