Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Chapter Eleven ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter Eleven:     The remainder of the day went by rapid for Bulma. She was in denial. All throughout the day she kept on hearing about the sexy Professor Ouji. Girls going crazy over him; talking of his muscular physique and coal black eyes and wondering what it would feel like to run their hands down his torso.   On two occasions she had to restrain herself from screaming at each and every one of them, but what could she say? That’s my man. Yeah, that would go over well.   Everything she held dear to her was crumpling around her. She avoided everyone for the rest of the day. Luckily, she didn’t run into Cass. She couldn’t deal with her at the moment. She knew that she would have to call her later. When did life get so complicated?         How Vegeta got through the day was beyond him. It took a great deal of strength not to walk out once he saw her. Everything started clicking in place.   It explained so much, yet left him baffled. How didn’t he know that she was still in high school? Surely her maturity level was higher then most, but not once did it give to any indication to this.         He sat in his car for over an hour fingering the key. He was dreading going inside. After school, he read the policy about student-teacher relations. It stated that regardless of the situation, the consequences will be severe on everyone in the party.   It didn’t take him long to figure what his would be and it wasn’t a cozy picture in the least. A cold and lonely jail cell. She was jailbait. His blue-haired temptress. Her punishment nonetheless would be as severe as his own, but not as drastic. She would be expelled, and her reputation ruined. He knew that she strived on her work. Everything that she had worked for would be ruined because of this relationship. He knew what he had to do. And it would be the hardest thing he would have had to do for the longest time.   He heard a light tap on his window as he put his head on the steering wheel. He turned his head slightly. There she was clad in her normal attire and looking damn gorgeous. To think that this is what was normal for them. All that taken away from them in a few seconds.   He sighed before opening the door. She smiled briefly as she followed him to the front door and then inside to the couch. Both sat in silence afraid to bring this to an all too shocking reality,   “Bulma?” he asked face down.   She looked up at him and stared for a couple of seconds. Her silence had him look up. He was about to say his already prepared dialogue. He opened his mouth, but she stopped by placing his index finger to his lips. She had an overwhelming urge to kiss him. Something was telling her to do it.   She touched her lips to his. He was about to protest; scared that all rational would be shattered in this one kiss. She felt his resistance and became startled. She drew back. He let hurt flash in her eyes for a brief second before he pulled her back into a kiss. He let everything out into that kiss knowing of what was to come. Hopefully this would comfort more than hurt him later.   When they drew apart, he grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. She wouldn’t know how much that will mean to her later.   She was the first to speak. “I’m sorry. I should have told you. Please don’t be mad with me.”   He shook his head. This would not be her fault. “No, it’s not. It’s both of our faults. I didn’t tell you everything either.”   She leaned her head against his chest and breathed in his scent. “I wanted to tell you everything months ago.”   He played with her hair as they talked. “Why didn’t you?”   “I was scared that you wouldn’t want to see me. Stupid, eh?”   He avoided that question, “I read the policy.”   She pulled away and looked at him. “And?”   “The consequences are black and white and there is no way of avoiding it. They are severe.”   Her eyes widen, “No.” It sounded faint. He almost missed it. “What are you trying to say Vegeta?”   He held her hands and took a deep breathe. He knew she was scared of his response. “I want us to be together and I wish that the circumstances were different, but their not. I can’t do that to you.” He didn’t dare tell her of the penalty for him. “Everything you worked for will be shattered by this relationship. I won’t do that to you.”   “I don’t care. I want to be with you.”   “Yes you would.” He hoped that he had enough strength to carry through with the rest.   This was everything she feared. “No one would have to know. They will never find out.”   “And what if they do?” he said harshly, “What then? Deal with it when it comes. Don’t be so naïve. They will find out. Why draw it out more then it already is?”   “They won’t.” her eyes began to water. She didn’t know what came over him.   “This is the best way. I’m sorry.”   He turned her hand over and opened it. He put something in it and closed it back again. He didn’t look back as he walked out the door.   Bulma waited till she heard the car back out of the drive way. She let the tears fall as she saw her house key…     Author’s Note:   Isn’t this a turn of events? Our perfect couple is done for? *sniff, sniff* I know you are probably hating me right now. Sorry, but it works out for the storyline. I promise. So what’s up for the next chapter? How are they going to act towards each other? What’s this Headmistress Strauss and a certain boy is going to make a move to what they want? Look out for the next chapter. Please Review. Thank you for all the reviews so far. I really appreciate it.Till Next Time: (MidnightPassion)