Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Epilogue ( Epilogue )

Epilogue:     Three years later…   ‘Thump!’    “Shit,” bit out Vegeta. He was met with giggling again, “Well, I’m glad I could be your amusement. How much longer till we get there?”   “I’m sorry, baby…not much longer, I swear.” Bulma answered holding back the giggling about to consume her again.   “Not much longer,” he mimicked, “You said that 5 thump! ago.”   “I know, I promise,” ‘thump!’, “No more after that one.”   “I’m going to have a major headache.”   Bulma laughed. She couldn’t help it any longer. The image of Vegeta blindfolded and running into things was just too funny. “All right, stop walking. We’re here.”   “About time,” he said halting, “Can I take it off now?”   “Nope, not yet. Don’t you dare touch the blindfold,” she warned.   “Okay, okay…”   “Vegeta--“   He held up his hands, “I’ll stop.”   She rolled her eyes, “Why do I even try?” she asked.   “I don’t know why you do.”   “Shut up!”   “Someone’s a bit feisty.”   “Vegeta—“   “I’m stopping.”   Bulma rolled her eyes again and continued what she was doing. “Done, take it off now.”   Vegeta took it off in one swift, fluid motion. He shielded his eyes from the bright light before focusing in amazement at the sight before him. He held his mouth open in surprise. He looked around the room before finally landing upon Bulma’s timid form, speechless.   “You like it?” she asked cautiously, suddenly unsure of herself.   Vegeta held out his hands, gesturing for her to come to him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly staring in front of him, “I love it,” he said finally.   “You do? I wasn’t sure by your reaction and all. I know it’s foolish…I’m sorry. You hate it.”   He shook his head, “No, Bulma. It’s the most thoughtful thing that anyone could give me.”   It was their year anniversary. It had been two years since the final jury trail and a year since they finally began a real relationship. And a damned good year at that. They had decided to wait until the whole mess with Victoria was finished before trying to be a couple. During that time, they allowed her back to St. Catherine’s and she completed the school year with honors. She was currently attending a local good college. Vegeta decided to retire from teaching; he said that he did want anymore surprises. He took on the full reigns of the business. His partner left on personal leave and never came back. Bulma suspected that he was hoping that Vegeta would take on indefinitely and disappeared to make sure that it would happen.  When they got back together it wasn’t long before he proposed. He just knew that she was the one. There wasn’t anymore looking for him. They moved into together shortly after.   Bulma looked around the makeshift ballroom. She did think long and hard before doing this for him and in the end thought it to be the best year anniversary present that she could give him. It was the first thing that they did together as a couple right before school started. She had told him that she wanted to do something wild and spontaneous and he took her ballroom dancing. Not her type of ‘wild’ thing to do, but definitely spontaneous. She had her qualms at first, but fell in love with it in minutes. They hadn’t dance together since her mother’s party and that seemed a lifetime ago. It just seemed…right.   “Are you sure?”   He turned to her finally, love shining in his eyes. “As sure as I am about you.” She smiled as he bent his head down for a kiss. She replied happily.       “Should we break them apart?” asked Calvin as he peered around the corner.   Cass smiled affectionately as she looked at the happy couple. “Not yet,” she said as she turned to him. She wrapped an arm around his waist lightly and he put his around her shoulder. “Let’s give them a couple more minutes,” she said as they turned to walk back to the patio to wait for their friends. He nodded as he led them to the balcony. He smiled as he gazed at the stars before looking down at her. She felt his gaze after a while and looked up.   “What?” she asked laughing, “You’re looking at me as if it’s the first time.”   He joined her, “Sorry,” he said sheepishly.   “What were you thinking?” she asked after a little bit.   “About the irony of this situation. You. Me. This.”   She waited for him to continue, knowing he wasn’t finish. He better not be finished.   He laughed by her reaction, “No, no nothing like that. I can see you going over all the possibilities in your head. I’m just surprised on how everything has turned out. When we were children I would have never foresaw this. I always imagined Bulma being in the picture. Never in my wildest of dreams would I be with the most intelligent, loving woman I have come to need.” He turned her in their embrace and pulled her fully in a hug, looking into her eyes. “Cassandra, I’ve been meaning to ask you this. I know this is kind of soon, but it’s the perfect time to ask. We can wait, but move in with me. I want to be with you. I think that you and I are right. This is right.”   She looked surprised before answering, “You need me.”   He nodded, “Hai”   A slow smile crept onto her face before being replaced with a smirk, “I think that I can live with that. You know what else you need?”   “What’s that?” he asked in amusement.   Her eyes flashed with mischief, “This.” She stood on her tippy-toes and quickly rewarded him with a kiss. He opened his mouth in surprise and she took advantage of it. Complete advantage of it.       Bulma parted from Vegeta reluctantly. He looked disorientated and somewhat confused. She smiled as he regained his senses. It’s always a plus when you kiss your fiancé senseless. He leaned in for another kiss and she shook her head before easing out of his grasp. He pouted slightly before grinning.   “Now, now, now…we’ll have plenty of time for that later.  Don’t you want to play with your gift?”   “I would rather play with something else,” he muttered playfully.   “Ha ha ha…I’m sure you would.”   “I thought you would enjoy that. Your part of the gift can wait for now though,” he said thoughtfully.   She pouted.   He laughed, “It’s now your turn, my love.”   Her eyes lit up as he took the blindfold and tied it loosely around her eyes. He was known for tying it too tight. He led her to another part of their house. One she didn’t know that was completed. He had banned her from the room in anticipation of today. He opened the doors before positioning her in the entrance for full view of the room. As soon as they moved in together, he learned that she had a weakness for reading and soon had a collection of books stacking up in their room. It got to the point where he couldn’t tell the furniture from the pile up of books.  He had a library made in her absence. It wasn’t easy keeping her from this side of the house nor was it trying to keep a secret from her. She could be quite the detective when wanted.   “Open,” he whispered in her ears as he took off the blindfold.   She opened her eyes slowly and then shrieked with happiness. Vegeta soon found himself pulled down with 115 pounds of Bulma. “Oh my goodness.” She started crying and he laughed.   “You like?”   “Like? Thank you Vegeta. I love it. I can’t believe that you did this.”   He set his hands on her shoulder as she turned around to look at the room once again, “Well, believe it. I just can’t wait to have our room back.”   She laughed happily and dragged him in the room, scanning the books. “You have all of my favorite authors in here. Thank you.”  She hugged him tightly before pulling him into a kiss. It would’ve lasted in something more if it wasn’t for laughter meeting their ears.   “Well, I see she enjoyed her gift,” called out Cass as she walked hand-in-hand with Calvin. He was grinning too much and you could see a hint of Cass’ lipstick at the corner of his mouth.   “I see you enjoyed yours,” Bulma countered back. Calvin had told them earlier, more reason for celebration for the friends.   They laughed good-naturedly as Calvin wiped the remaining lipstick off, embarrassed. He was going to make a smart comment when the caterer appeared, “Dinner is served.”   Bulma and Cass’s eyes lit up and they ran ahead of Vegeta and Calvin to the dining room. Vegeta chuckled as he and Calvin followed much slowly after them.
”I have often wondered where it all goes?” Calvin said.   Vegeta laughed, “I have too. Just don’t be as stupid as I was and ask. I was met with Hurricane Bulma. They take that seriously.” He grimaced.   “Better you than I,” Calvin laughed. He patted his friend against the back as the walked into the dining room. He sat next to Cass and Vegeta took his seat next to Bulma. In the middle of dinner, Vegeta paused and looked around the room at the people around him. The friends around him. Who would’ve thought that three and half years ago he would’ve met his love? That he would be eating dinner with his rival. And that he would have it no other way. He took Bulma’s hand in his and brought it up to his lips. She looked at him startled before smiling perceptively. She had a way about her, as if she could read what was on his mind. She too looked around and smiled at the sight.   She leaned over to him and kissed him gently, “I wouldn’t either, love. I wouldn’t either.”         Somewhere else…       “Your appeal was denied. Now, there may be another--”   Victoria slammed down the phone violently. She wasn’t in the mood for her lawyer’s games. She had enough of his shit. It had been three long years since she had been convicted. Three years that she had been in jail. And she hated every minute of it. Jail wasn’t something that you fuck with. It made any person’s skin crawl. No matter how big and bad one thought they were. It also made you hard.   Victoria wasn’t the same woman that entered three years ago. She had changed and she was out for blood now. She hadn’t meant to shot anyone that night, but now she had wished she had. She wished she had Bulma’s blood on her hands. At least then, she wouldn’t have everything Victoria wanted, but she would get hers soon Victoria decided. It was just a matter of time before she was out again and then. Bulma would’ve wished she had died that night. She was determined to end that bitch’s life. Hell, she only had two more years. She could wait and until then she would let her enjoy Victoria’s life.     The End.       Author’s Note: Wow! I can’t believe it. I’m finally done with the story. It’s officially a year that I have been writing this. I can honestly say that I am proud of this story. It’s been an adventure writing it and I’m glad that you were on for the ride. I wanted to thank everyone that read and reviewed to my story. It means a lot to me. I guess that’s all I have to say. I’m kind of emotional now and have lack of words. My baby is finally completed…or is it? (Midnight Passion)