Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ It Will Happen: Another Bulma & Vegeta Get Togethe ❯ Upgrade to Super Saiyan ( Chapter 14 )

It Will Happen: Another Bulma & Vegeta Get Together

Chapter Fourteen

Upgrade to Super Saiyan

"TRUNKS is. Yes he is a clever little boy." Bulma cooed at her six month old baby.

"He looks just like you." Yamcha said.

Bulma smiled at her laughing son she had been playing with on a large blanket in the lounge.

At six months he was a healthy and very happy baby. He did have a little extraordinary strength which was expected, considering who his father was, but all that meant was that he needed stronger toys and that she shouldn't get him too angry or he would hit her a little too hard or pull out chunks of her hair.

Though she could never stay angry at Trunks. He was just her life.

"Actually he has a lot of Vegeta's dials. Especially his temper, strength and appetite." Bulma laughed but Yamcha just snorted.

Bulma turned to look at her ex boyfriend. He had come over just after Trunks was born and had apologized for his outburst at her.

It was good to have a friend around and Yamcha had been a good friend. Especially now that Vegeta had blasted of into space. 'Don't think about it.'

Bulma told herself. The night Trunks was born Bulma felt Vegeta start to break little pieces of her heart.

First with his words, then with not acknowledging Trunks or her for six months and then with blasting of to space a week ago.

She remembered that day so clearly because not only had he left, she had to let Yamcha go too. Not that she had realized the other man was holding on to her until that day.

"Bulma, err, I, I wanted to tell you something." Yamcha had stuttered.

She looked up from the baby she had just put down on her bed. Trunks had spent a lot of nights sleeping in her arms in her bed. She would always feel to lazy to get up and place him in his room when he fell asleep so she never bothered to do so. But she also enjoyed holding him close the chest all through the night.

"Ok. But let's go out into the balcony. Its a lovely day today." She had told her friend.

Bulma smiled at Yamcha though he looked rather nervous.

"Yamcha?" She asked tentatively. He stood in front of her.

"Bulma I've been doing a lot of thinking. And well you know, since you and Vegeta aren't together and there's Trunks and he needs a father and well you know, I'd like to sign up for that." Yamcha blurted.

Bulma frowned and looked at him strangely. 'Did Yamcha just volunteer to be Trunks' dad?' If it were anyone else and she hadn't realized then that

Yamcha was still in love with her she would have bitten his head off. After all, Trunks had a father!

"Yamcha ..."

"Bulma I'm not doing this to try and get back together with you. I'm just offering to be there for you and Trunks." If they had not been so engrossed in their conversation they would have heard the disbelieving snort from the room.

"But I mean, if you were to change your mind, I want you to know that I still love you!"

"Oh Yamcha." Bulma sobbed as she threw her arms around him and hugged him. Her heart had been breaking every time Vegeta refused to show any interest in Trunks.

But for every piece that Vegeta broke Trunks healed. Her son made her stronger, braver and more happier than she had ever been. He was everything to her and he reminded her that she had more than enough reasons to get up every morning even if she didn't have the reason she wanted to!

But in that moment she realized how selfish she had been. She had been so happy to have Yamcha around she hadn't realized she had been leading him on. Not that she had done so intentionally, all she ever did was complain about Vegeta or play happily with Trunks but she could see now that Yamcha was still in love with her.

"Oh Yamcha." Bulma said as she gave him a huge hug. "You know how much you mean to me." She said before pulling away from him. "But I can't do that to you."

Yamcha looked at her confused.

"Yamcha I've realized that I'm in love with Vegeta. Everyday I look at Trunks I'm reminded of that fact. I don't think I've loved or ever will love someone else the way I do Vegeta. You mean so much to me, we have such a long past but it wouldn't be fair to accept what you're offering Yamcha because I just can't give the same to you." Bulma said honestly.

She wanted him to get the message, really get it this time, but she didn't want to hurt him either.

"Its ok. I understand." Yamcha said honestly. Although he felt his heart finally break into a million little pieces. But it wasn't her fault, it was just meant to be this way. And if something is meant to be, it will happen.

Not long after the words left Yamcha's mouth the round black space ship, Capsule 3, which had been recently repaired, blasted off into the clear blue sky. On board was a man whose temper was always fueled by his jumping to the wrong conclusions before listening to entire conversations.

Bulma felt another piece of her heart break. She only hoped that Vegeta would come back. Just so she could kick his ass.

* * *

The speeding meteors of raging flames were heading straight for him and his ship!

He had been at it for hours and he didn't know when the fierce storm would stop. 'I bet Bulma would have known.'

Vegeta growled at his thoughts. Everything he thought about somehow led back to that blasted woman! It was probably why he couldn't even become a Super Saiyan. She had taken root in his mind and he was finding himself thinking about her almost as much as he was thinking about his training.

He had been planning to get away from her for a while but every time he wanted to he found himself unwilling to leave. He even found himself spending time in his sons room just staring at a being that was apart of him. A being that had his flesh and blood and that he had a part in creating.

Then six months ago he had seen her throw herself in the arms of another man and he had finally been able to leave.

He shouldn't care, he knew that, and it was not like they had been sleeping together in over a year. But maybe it was the fact that he had known she wasn't seeing anyone else hadn't bothered him to make a move. Not that staying away from her had been easy but he knew he had to do it. He would never reach his goals if he didn't give all of himself to his training.

The only thing keeping him from actually breaking into two during each intense training session was his need to be better than Kakarot, his need to be the best.

Besides, she was always with the brat. She was going to make the boy soft but Vegeta felt a small pang of envy that she showered the boy with so much affection.

He knew that he wanted to be apart of his sons life, he just needed to sort his life out first. Then he would train the boy to be the strongest warrior in the Universe and he would claim his woman.

However, she had not waited. She had thrown herself back into the arms of that weakling ex of hers. It made him sick to his stomach seeing her wrapped in another mans embrace. A man who was professing his undying love for her and new her intimately. He should have been her first, like he was hers.

But there was no way that idiot was going to raise his son. He's been spending enough time with the boy as it is. Well, after he took care of the Androids and then Kakarot he would sort everything out!

For now though, he had to protect his ship. It was the only way to get of this damn planet and back home.

'Home?' Did he feel that way about it? He had to admit, it was the only place, since he left his home planet, that he had felt comfortable in. And for him, that was saying something. But would it be the same if he wasn't with the woman anymore and what about that weakling?

Vegeta was so wrapped in his thoughts he did not notice the mother of all meteors heading straight for his ship and his life. He was already breathing heavy and his energy was slowly waning. After training at four hundred and fifty times normal Gravity and then destroying hours of meteors he was becoming weak.

He raised his right hand and shot a long beam of energy, using all the power he could muster and more, straight at the oncoming beam.

Although the blast was enough to break the meteor right at its centre, the aftershocks of the large meteor caused huge waves making the rubbled planet shake before throwing Vegeta into the violent shock waves.

He hit archways of rock before landing in a crater surrounded with debris.

"No!" Vegeta shouted as he struggled to pick himself up.

On his knees, his gloves were burned and so were his clothes, he could even smell the singe of burnt hair. He let out her harsh growl and clenched his fists tightly. Blood squeezed through his palms and then he felt himself loosing himself in the aftermath of the storm.

"I don't care about beating Kakarot! I don't care about becoming a Super Saiyan! I don't care about anything and anybody!" The Prince of all Saiyans yelled up at the dark emptiness of space, his arms outstretched as he lay on his bent knees.

And when he finally let go of all his anger, pain and jealousy he was left with nothing but what he was born with.

He was pure again, untainted, free and the there was a spark that lit inside of him. It fanned into ferocious flames, tourching every nerve ending of his body in immense power and finally, when he thought he would burst from all that power, a long and loud scream erupted from deep with in his chest.

He felt it then! He was becoming what he was meant to be for so long. He was a Super Saiyan! He had reached his destiny.

"The sleeper has awoken!" Were his last words as he stared in triumph at the golden aura that surrounded him.

Authors Note: Aww, finally he did it. Well anyway I believe Vegeta only left for space after things got a little to hot for him to handle.

After all, what distractions did he need to run away from if not his woman and child. Its not like he had an active social life filled with parties and late nights, lol. And he knew the name of his son so I'm led to believe he was around when Trunks was born.

I also think he was a little jealous of Trunks. "Bulma, would you forget about the child for one second." Who forgets about there child? Idiot. Well he's still a gorgeous idiot.

Anyway, let's see what happens next ... Not much left to go, happy reading!

Regards,

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