Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ In Heat ❯ So this is what we pay, for the things we do? ( Chapter 10 )
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A/U: The tittle says it all.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was trying to think of where I wanted to go with this story.
Chapter 10
So this is what we pay, for the things we do?
Vegeta was taken aback by Bulma's outburst. What was really bothering her?
Vegeta: Woman I..
Bulma: Don't bother giving me your sympathy.
Vegeta: I wasn't going to do that. I wanted to know why your so depressed about this.
Bulma: Like you don't know!
Bulma stomped off into the house leaving Vegeta flabberghasted.
Vegeta: What the hell is wrong with her?
Bulma went to her room and fell on the bed miserably. She cried sadly. She smothered the pillow into her face hoping to pass out due to lack of air or even better die. This whole baby thing was the worst thing that could have happened. Vegeta left her alone to think.
Vegeta was in the Gravity Room as usual. This was his time to think of what the hell was wrong with her. He was also thinking. Thinking of taking a break sooner or later.
After debating for some time to himself, he decided upon himself that it was good to question Bulma's behavior. He turned the gravity off, grabbed his towel, and his water bottle, and left his sanctuary. He entered the house and tried to avoid Mrs. Briefs.
Mrs. Briefs: Why Vegeta, it's so nice to see you.
Vegeta hmphed and proceeded to head for the stairs.
Mrs. Briefs: Oh Vegeta?
Vegeta a little bit aggitated. Okay, not a little.
Vegeta: Yes, what is it Woman?
Mrs. Briefs: If you're looking for Bulma, she's not here.
Vegeta: Nani? Tell me where she is, I demand to know!
Mrs. Briefs: Oh so you do care!
Vegeta growled at his lack of patience.
Mrs. Briefs: Very well. She said she went to a place where her troubles started? Was that a puzzle?
Vegeta ignored Mrs. Briefs and headed out the door and into the sky.
Mrs. Briefs: Or was it a riddle?
Where the troubles began.............
Vegeta was in mid air. It was easy to know where Bulma went. Obviously she was upset about having a baby, surely she meant the place where they...made the baby. He went to the area where he and Bulma put on a little show for the Yardrat-jins. He chuckled inwardly remembering the looks on their faces. He touched the earth's soil and searched for a ki, or two.
Vegeta spotted Bulma's ki on a nearby cliff, along with his unborn son. He walked towards them and stared at Bulma's still back.
Vegeta: Woman?!
Bulma stayed silent. Vegeta sighed.
Vegeta: Woman?
Bulma's head twitched a little.
Vegeta: What are you doing here?
Bulma: Just imagining?
Vegeta was a little confused.
Vegeta: What do you mean?
Bulma: I'm imagining what life is like without you.
Vegeta was taken aback by her response.
Vegeta: Why imgine something like that?
Bulma chuckled to herself as her tears flowed down her face.
Bulma: You really are a trip oh great Saiya-jin Prince.
Vegeta: Dammit woman, make some sense!!!
Bulma: I'm imagning what life would be like without you. It's already obvious that you're leaveing me.
Vegeta: Leaving you....wh- what for?
Bulma: I know you don't want to be stuck on a backwater of a planet with some filthy weak human and his demi saiya-jin brat!
Vegeta: Why would you make those assumptions?
Bulma: Because it's a fact!
Vegeta: Whatever.
Bulma: Oh come off it Vegeta. You have never once admitted you cared or loved me. What makes you think that I know that you care about me and the welfare of YOUR child?
Vegeta: Woman, I'll never say the words, me staying here should be enough to tell you that I.... care.
Bulma stood up and looked into Vegeta's face. He had a look of confusion and disgust on his features. Probably from admitting a human emotion to Bulma.
Bulma: Seriously?
Vegeta: Yes.
Bulma hugged Vegeta's waist and held her ear to his heart. She reveled in the thought that he had one. Vegeta on the other hand was a little uncomfortable. How was he going to tell her that he was leaving? To train and become a super saiya-jin? He'd figure out his plans in due time.
Please review. Thankies! Ja ne'
A/U: The tittle says it all.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was trying to think of where I wanted to go with this story.
Chapter 10
So this is what we pay, for the things we do?
Vegeta was taken aback by Bulma's outburst. What was really bothering her?
Vegeta: Woman I..
Bulma: Don't bother giving me your sympathy.
Vegeta: I wasn't going to do that. I wanted to know why your so depressed about this.
Bulma: Like you don't know!
Bulma stomped off into the house leaving Vegeta flabberghasted.
Vegeta: What the hell is wrong with her?
Bulma went to her room and fell on the bed miserably. She cried sadly. She smothered the pillow into her face hoping to pass out due to lack of air or even better die. This whole baby thing was the worst thing that could have happened. Vegeta left her alone to think.
Vegeta was in the Gravity Room as usual. This was his time to think of what the hell was wrong with her. He was also thinking. Thinking of taking a break sooner or later.
After debating for some time to himself, he decided upon himself that it was good to question Bulma's behavior. He turned the gravity off, grabbed his towel, and his water bottle, and left his sanctuary. He entered the house and tried to avoid Mrs. Briefs.
Mrs. Briefs: Why Vegeta, it's so nice to see you.
Vegeta hmphed and proceeded to head for the stairs.
Mrs. Briefs: Oh Vegeta?
Vegeta a little bit aggitated. Okay, not a little.
Vegeta: Yes, what is it Woman?
Mrs. Briefs: If you're looking for Bulma, she's not here.
Vegeta: Nani? Tell me where she is, I demand to know!
Mrs. Briefs: Oh so you do care!
Vegeta growled at his lack of patience.
Mrs. Briefs: Very well. She said she went to a place where her troubles started? Was that a puzzle?
Vegeta ignored Mrs. Briefs and headed out the door and into the sky.
Mrs. Briefs: Or was it a riddle?
Where the troubles began.............
Vegeta was in mid air. It was easy to know where Bulma went. Obviously she was upset about having a baby, surely she meant the place where they...made the baby. He went to the area where he and Bulma put on a little show for the Yardrat-jins. He chuckled inwardly remembering the looks on their faces. He touched the earth's soil and searched for a ki, or two.
Vegeta spotted Bulma's ki on a nearby cliff, along with his unborn son. He walked towards them and stared at Bulma's still back.
Vegeta: Woman?!
Bulma stayed silent. Vegeta sighed.
Vegeta: Woman?
Bulma's head twitched a little.
Vegeta: What are you doing here?
Bulma: Just imagining?
Vegeta was a little confused.
Vegeta: What do you mean?
Bulma: I'm imagining what life is like without you.
Vegeta was taken aback by her response.
Vegeta: Why imgine something like that?
Bulma chuckled to herself as her tears flowed down her face.
Bulma: You really are a trip oh great Saiya-jin Prince.
Vegeta: Dammit woman, make some sense!!!
Bulma: I'm imagning what life would be like without you. It's already obvious that you're leaveing me.
Vegeta: Leaving you....wh- what for?
Bulma: I know you don't want to be stuck on a backwater of a planet with some filthy weak human and his demi saiya-jin brat!
Vegeta: Why would you make those assumptions?
Bulma: Because it's a fact!
Vegeta: Whatever.
Bulma: Oh come off it Vegeta. You have never once admitted you cared or loved me. What makes you think that I know that you care about me and the welfare of YOUR child?
Vegeta: Woman, I'll never say the words, me staying here should be enough to tell you that I.... care.
Bulma stood up and looked into Vegeta's face. He had a look of confusion and disgust on his features. Probably from admitting a human emotion to Bulma.
Bulma: Seriously?
Vegeta: Yes.
Bulma hugged Vegeta's waist and held her ear to his heart. She reveled in the thought that he had one. Vegeta on the other hand was a little uncomfortable. How was he going to tell her that he was leaving? To train and become a super saiya-jin? He'd figure out his plans in due time.
Please review. Thankies! Ja ne'