Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Journey ❯ Journey 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Journey

 

 

By: Vegeta's Mate

 

 

A/N: As per reader demand I have decided to write a second part to this fic. ^.^ I hope that I can do justice to the spur of the moment angst and drama of the last chapter . ~nods~ Yes I really wrote the last chapter in one hour, it was a plot bunnie attack! ~holds out vicious plot bunnie~ See? He's determined to kill me with multiple bites! ~ish bit again~ Aw, man! Well, here goes chapter 2!

 

 

Journey

 

 

 

The hardest thing I have ever done was walk away from him. For more than twenty years he had been my life, my love, my protection from the storm. Now he is a memory, or will be if he keeps his promise to his 'friend'. I swear if I were a jealous woman I would have thought he was cheating on me. I know it's not in him to cheat though.

 

I take in the beauty of my surroundings, the faint light of the new day, the sight of the animals going about their morning routine and I bask in the feeling of utter freedom. I have walked through the night and I find that I am not tired in the least. If anything the walk and scenery has energized me as I haven't been in years.

 

I was wrong. I do feel younger, having taken this odd kind of sabbatical I feel....alive.

 

I lift a ringing cell phone from the pocket of my shorts and look at it curiously, I hadn't packed a cell phone....I didn't even own a cell phone. I flip the phone open and press it to my ear.

 

"H-hello?" I am uncertain using this phone since I didn't know where I got it from.

 

"ChiChi! He did it....he did just what you said he would do." came Bulma's hysterical voice over the line.

 

"What? Who did what I said they would do?" I ask totally stumped.

 

"Goku! You told me that if something ever happened between you two he would come to me." she sobbed, "he came in while Vegeta was in the Gravity Room and crawled in bed with me!" her words dissolved into gasps and hicc ups, as the woman tried to get herself under control.

 

"He did? Wow, that was fast. I just sent him away last night." It feels odd that I am not angry at having been right about those two. "Did Vegeta say anything?" I ask almost mechanically.

 

"No, we haven't been together for years. Not since Bra was born." I could hear the tears and a bit of wonder in her voice. "Vegeta left this morning. He said that since I had "the baka" there to protect me he didn't need to waste his time anymore."

 

"Did he go off planet like last time?" I asked feeling worried over the idea.

 

"No, he said that you would put him up until I could get a capsule house ready. Would that be alright, ChiChi? Can Vegeta stay with you for a few weeks?"

 

I don't answer for a few moments, "I am not at home...by the way how the hell did you call me? I don't remember packing a cell phone. I don't own a cell phone. I have no idea where the hell it came from." I mumble to myself.

 

Bulma laughed, "I put it in the shorts I gave you for Christmas. I figured that it might come in handy. I wrote a note and put it in the other pocket. Didn't you notice the bulge?" her tone seemed to have returned to normal, almost.

 

"Oh, I didn't notice any bulge when I first took them out of the box. Actually I hated them, they were too...young for me." I laughed

 

"I thought as much. I tried your house a few times and figured you went out. Goku was the one who told me that you were wearing the shorts." Once again she sounded hesitant.

 

"Vegeta is welcome to stay at my house, but I won't be there for another day or so. I kind of got lost out here in the woods." I laughed again to lighten Bulma's mood.

 

"ChiChi you seem happy now. Was Goku such a bad husband?" Bulma asked, her voice was soft and soothing as if she didn't want me to get pissed off.

 

"No, we were just not right together. I wanted a man I could depend on to be there when I needed him, and he wanted a mother." I hear myself say, "I hope you are happy together." I hang up, not giving her a chance to answer, and toss the phone in to the pond the animals are drinking from.

 

I feel better now. Goku and Bulma have loved each other forever and the only reason that he married me was because Bulma made him keep that promise to me. The three of us destroyed our lives over a promise.

 

Now I will finish my life out alone, as I was obviously meant to. I just hope that he doesn't hurt her the way he has been hurting me all these years.

 

A twig snaps somewhere to my right, and I whirl around to face what ever it is. I try to penetrate the dense forest with only my eyes. The animals that have been chirping and mewing in the morning sunshine have gone silent and made themselves scarce. Now on full alert for danger, I keep my guard up. Sensing for ki even though I am no good at it, I feel a strange flare of power somewhere just past my line of sight.

 

I shiver at the feel of the energy, not sure if it is in excitement or fear. "Come out! I know that you are there! Show yourself!"

 

"So the baka did teach you something." I hear a very familiar, very rough, very seductive voice come from deep in the trees.

 

"Vegeta?" I ask suddenly unsure. "Are you ok? I was just about ready to have some breakfast." I realize that I am babbling and close my mouth with an audible snap. I am uncomfortable standing there talking to someone I can't see, "You are welcome to join me." I call over my shoulder as I walk away.

 

A light touch on my shoulder stops me and I turn. Vegeta is standing close to me, his eyes a pool of darkness tinged with regret. "The baka has taken her." he says, his voice slightly unsure.

 

"I always knew it would happen, they have always loved each other. I...he only married me because she made him keep his promise. I always knew." I say brushing back a wisp of hair that has fallen across his brow. His eyebrow raises and I pull my hand back as if burned.

 

"Why didn't you warn me? Why didn't you say anything about this love affair that they keep alive?" he stops eyes going wide, "are Trunks and Bra even my children?" anguish passes over his face quickly before it is placed firmly behind a mask of cool indifference.

 

"Yes, the children are yours. They wouldn't compromise themselves by cheating." I lightly brush my fingers over his blank expression, he grabs my fingers in a firm grip.

 

He stares at the imprisoned fingers and grazes his thumb over them. "I will stay with you until she can build me a house of my own."

 

I smile and tug my fingers from his grasp. "I know. You can go if you want. I will find my way home. There is food in the refrigerator."

 

"You are less than a mile from home, one click that way." he points in the direction he had come from.

 

I pull a capsule from my pocket, as well as Bulma's note which I toss away, and click the plunger. After the wisps of smoke clear out, I find the food storage containers I had packed for myself. Opening all nine of them, I set them out on a large boulder and climb up to eat. "Come on Vegeta, eat something."

 

He smirks at me and climbs up, situating himself across from me. "Do you want me to take you home?" he asks around a mouthful of my vege-fiesta.

 

A blush stains my cheeks and I am appalled at my behavior, I have only just lost my husband...no, he has not been mine for a very long time. Maybe he never was mine. I smile through my blush and flirt lightly with him. "You just want an excuse to hold me." I feel my blush deepen as his eyes go wide. "Uh, I was just teasing Vegeta. I know you do not see me that way." I say waving my hand in a dismissing manner hoping he will ignore my thoughtless blunder.

 

We finish our meals in silence, I feel that whatever camaraderie we had started out with has died a painful death. I rinse our dishes in the pond and re-encapsulate them. "Which way did you say Vegeta?" I ask not looking him in the eye.

 

He doesn't answer me and I dare a look at him. He is looking at me intently, as if trying to decide if he should tell me what I want to know or not when he lunges forward and wraps his arms around me. The next thing I know we are soaring through the air and I am clutching his neck in fear.

 

"I do need oxygen, woman." he says not looking down. I gasp and immediately drop my arms from around his neck, too embarrassed to even enjoy the short fight.

 

Goten and Gohan seem to be absent from the house and I heave a sigh of relief, I don't want to explain to them why their father has left and Vegeta is carrying me home.

 

He lets me go once we land as though I had a communicable disease and precedes me in to the house. Why do I get the feeling that I am about to go through the same thing with Vegeta as I did with Goku? The only difference is that if I hit Vegeta with my frying pan I had better be able to hide and good or I will end up a grease spot by the time he is done with me.

 

I sigh and shake my head as I head in to the house. What have I gotten myself in to?

 

The ringing of the phone greets me as I walk through the back door, with a sigh I answer it.

 

"Son House, ChiChi speaking." I say mechanically.

 

"Hi Mom, can I spend the night with Trunks tonight? We built a great new fort out in the woods behind C.C. and we really want to sleep there." he pleads with me already knowing what my usual answer would be.

 

"Sure just come home early tomorrow afternoon, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." I answer.

 

"But Mom! We really worked hard--wait. Did you just say yes?" he asks before rushing on in his usual manner. "Thanks so much Mom! I'll be home early I swear! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" the phone slams down in my ear and I chuckle softly at his exhuberance.

 

"If only everyone could have a life of club houses and best friends. The world wouldn't be such a lonely place. Enjoy it my son, life is just waiting to kick your teeth in." I mumble under my breath as I replace the reciever.

 

"And everyone says that I am a cynic. They haven't seen cynical until they see you, Banshee." a sardonic voice says at my side.

 

I turn slightly and see Vegeta has made himself comfortable in a chair at the dining room table. With a deep sigh I get up and begin making dinner, it seems that it will just be Vegeta and myself tonight.

 

I hear the chair scrape back and out of the corner of my eye I see Vegeta watching intently.

 

"Can I help you Vegeta?" I ask, my patience is begining to wear thin.

 

"Unless you plan on having me sleep with you, you had better show me to a room of my own." his tone was one of sarcasm, but his words made me blush. He seems to have that effect on me for some reason.

 

I drop what I am doing and rush up the stairs and in to the spare bedroom, which unfortunately happens to be situated next to mine. "I hope you are comfortable, at least until she gets your house ready." I say softly, fiddeling with a hang nail.

 

"I do not want her house. This one will do fine." Vegeta declares, his hands resting on his hips.

 

My eyes widen, "You are willing to stay here indeffinately? Why?"

 

He smirks at me, "We will see how it goes. No promises, no regrets. I will stay and take care of you, and you will keep my belly full. Things will fix themselves." he says cryptically.

 

 

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So, was that alright? I decided that yous guys were right, I did end this chapter in a bit of a rush. I hope you like the re-revamped and edited version. Review and Let Me KNOW!!!!

 

Love ya!

 

Vegeta's Mate