Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Links of Destiny ❯ Chapter 12
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By: Alpha Cygnus 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Updated On: 10.01.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 400 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Updated On: 10.01.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 400 | Status: Completed
Bulma was languishing under the soothing caress of a shower. The water trickled down her luscious body as she rubbed her face with an intensity that bespoke of her inner turmoil. She was trying to rub off the hurt and the anger, for Trunks had asked for his father...again. It was becoming very difficult to make up excuses and she had found herself mumbling hurriedly something she herself did not believe. The forlorn look in his eyes had almost broke her up. She had tried very hard to overcome the hardship of Vegeta's absence, the hollowness In her heart, the sense of loss. And she had tried to shield Trunks from it, but it was difficult for her little saiyan had become very attached to his father in the last couple of years.
Bulma turned off the water lever and absently grabbed a towel to dry herself, lost in her sadness.
"Ooh, Vegeta...." a pleading whisper from her heart...
"Bulma..."
She turned around suddenly doubting that she had actually heard his voice. The first thing that crossed her mind was that she was hearing things, that her mind was playing tricks on her, yet the moment her eyes found him she knew it was not a figment of her imagination. He was there, in his entire masculine splendor, arrogant in his stance as he looked at her from across their bedroom.
At first neither uttered one word, they just looked at each other not knowing what to say, both lost in their own thoughts. Bulma devoured him with her eyes, for he had not changed one bit. Damn his Saiyan blood, for their aging process was ten times slower than humans and she knew that in a few more years she will not look in her prime, while he would proudly stand at the zenith of his masculine perfection.
Vegeta had not realized how much he had missed her. His eyes followed the contours of her gorgeous body, from the top of her flowing mane, to the tips of her dainty toes. He noticed tiredness edging the corners of her eyes; eyes that now looked at him filled with condemnation. Yes, he had missed her, and suddenly he was assaulted by the urge to take her right there and then. To grasp her flowing mane with both his hands and force her on the floor to lose himself in her softness, to silence her reproaches with the gentle caresses of his hands and the strokes of his pulsing desire.
"What are you doing here Vegeta? I thought I told you not to bother to come back"
The iciness of her words made him stiffen; he had not expected her to be so bitter. Yet he should have known, he knew her well enough.
"And since when do you dictate to me Woman?" "If I wish to come back and claim what's mine, I will, whether you like it or not"
Bulma gasped at the possessiveness in his voice. She was outraged that he would actually expect her to just accept him after all the anguish and turmoil he put her through.
"What happened? Your little Saiyan whore died, so you had no choice but to come back here to me. What is it? A lowly earthling is better than nothing, is that it?"
Vegeta felt the blood coursing hard through his veins straight to his head as the rage her words provoked almost made him lose control. Bulma knew she had overstepped herself as soon as she witnessed his reaction. Frightened, Bulma took a step back, but Vegeta did not erupt as she had feared, instead he turned away from her leaning against the glass door that led to the balcony. He was now looking up at the moon and he said something Bulma almost didn't grasp...
"Don't ever speak of her thus."
Angered even more that he was defending the Saiyan Woman Bulma vented her anger, her hurt and her frustration.
"Don't ever? DON'T EVER! I'll speak however I feel like speaking. Not only do I have to accept the fact that you LIED to me about her, that you LEFT me for her, that you LOVED her as you could never love me, but I have to also stand here while you defend your lover in MY FACE!" "GET OUT! LEAVE and don't ever come back! I refuse to be anyone's second choice, much the less yours!"
"How mediocre is your understanding of Saiyans Woman. I would have expected you to at least know me by now"
Vegeta turned around suddenly surprising Bulma. Disappointment clinging to every single word he pronounced.
"Yes, don't look offended woman, your understanding of my race is mediocre to say the least, your understanding of me is quite disappointing. Never have I answered to anyone but me in this life, but today I shall make an exception, and don't ever expect me to do so again. I will explain myself this one time for you AND for her as well."
" I never lied to you about Fhazha, I just did not tell you what she meant to me. I did it because believe it or not Woman I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want you to feel insecure. I also did not tell you because I was having a hard time facing my past, trying to come to terms with my OWN feelings. I was not ready. That is the reason I kept silent. Not because I was betraying you.
Second of all, I did not "Leave" you for her. The only reason I left was to find that Super Saiyan and nothing more. I had no intentions of ever leaving you Woman, nor my son..."
Bulma waited for him to continue but felt a pang in her heart when he did not refute her third accusation. That he would actually admit to loving Fhazha and not her would be the ultimate strike. Yet she needed to hear it, the uncertainty was unbearable.
"So, I take it by your silence that you loved her...like you never could...Me. why are you doing this Vegeta? Why must you hurt me so?..."
"I cannot deny my feelings for her. As she lay in my arms dying, I accepted those alien feelings. Feelings I have been rejecting ever since I met her....and you. Yes, how could I know that what I was experiencing was this alien emotion I had rejected all my life? That I...The Prince of All Saiyans would be plagued by such lowly feelings was inconceivable to me. I denied it for a very long time. When I was but a child I felt them for the first time when she came into my life, and when I was a Man I felt them again when I met...You."
"I don't understand you Vegeta! I've waited so long to hear you say you love me, but how am I supposed to take it, when you say you loved another? As you make no sense for didn't you feel confused when she found you? Not as a child anymore, but as a woman, capable of fulfilling your desires..."
'I have never lied to you Woman, never had the need. And I won't start now. In my heart I claimed her yes, but I also claimed you. You I chose as my Mate and there was no changing that. I would have never left you, and she would have not let me even if I had been willing to. The moment she knew I had mated was the moment she gave up on any possibility between us. We saiyans may be ruthless Woman, but we are loyal. I have never betrayed our bond...you, and I wouldn't have...ever."
"Yet you loved her.."
"I will never deny it, I cannot...I owe her that much"
"How can you expect me to accept this..."
"I don't expect you to accept anything. I came here to be open with you. To share myself with you. I do not expect you to understand or accept anything. I just needed you to know..."
With those last words Vegeta turned around ready to fly into the skies leaving her...
"...Vegeta Wait!!"
Bulma stopped him in his tracks before he had lifted away from her life...
"She understood...and she accepted...didn't she?"
"Yes"
"And she did not accuse you of betraying her, did she?"
"No"
Bulma felt ashamed to hear what she had already suspected. How many times had she found the Saiyan Amazon so lovingly instructing her son in this or that? Always so diligent in her care for all her little Saiyans, Goku and Vegeta. Not once did she find any trace of bitterness in her golden eyes, not once did she notice any trace of resentment in those golden pools. Love yes, many times she had caught the glimmer of love as her eyes had rested on Vegeta and the rest of the Saiyans. How would have she have felt if roles had been reversed?
She would have been beyond bitterness. If she had spent all her life looking for the man that had been fated to be hers and to find him already engaged to someone else, she would have been devastated, angry, resentful and bitter. She would have accused him of betraying her, offended and hurt.... Just like she was doing right now. Yet the Saiyan Amazon had never succumbed to such shameful feelings. She had understood, and she had accepted the situation. She had even sacrificed her own life trying to protect the man she should have resented"
Bulma started as she felt the imperceptible caress on her cheek. She turned around as dark and cerulean met, as each got lost in each other's eyes...
"Woman, how can I make you understand? What I feel for you is unbreakable, unique in its own intensity. There was never a choice to make for no matter what I could never leave you. You and I are meant to be. I have never betrayed you and I never will. You are and will always be my mate, my woman, don't doubt it ever..."
".... Fhazha..."
"...Shall forever live in my heart. She was a part of me way before my time on earth, before you. She sacrificed her life protecting me. My feelings for her cannot ever be denied. I beg you to let it be"
Bulma could hardly see Vegeta as her tears clouded her vision. She couldn't speak for the knot in her throat wouldn't let her. She only nodded and threw herself in his arms. Understanding and accepting his explanation and his pledge of love to her.
"I'm so scared to lose you.."
"You never will, not if I can help it Woman"
Bulma looked into his eyes and wondered how she could have ever doubted him. Vegeta might not be good at expressing his feelings, but when he looked at her it was undeniable what he felt for her. Closing her eyes she leaned against him anxiously searching his lips, and she found them.
They got lost in each other's caresses, trying to make up for all the time they had been separated. Bulma molded herself against him as her hands ran free all over his body, touching every inch of him she could reach.
Vegeta's hands possessed her and at the same time his lips branded every inch of her skin. He had been starving for her and this night he would lay all her fears to rest.
Carrying her in his arms he took her to their bed and carefully placing her on it he ripped her towel away drowning in the enticing sight she made. Vegeta felt his cock ripping through his clothes and with one swift shove he rid himself of the cumbersome clothing. He had to use every ounce of strength he possessed to refrain from impaling her. He was so hard for her that he would probably hurt her just by looking at her; The peak of his engorged cock was already wet with the tiny drops of semen forced out by his desire for her. His pulsing hardness was only the beginning of the promise of the mighty eruption that would surely come the moment he claimed her climax.
"You're Mine Woman, don't ever forget It..."
"And You Mine"
Bulma answered in gasps as she gave herself completely to him...
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Later that night...
Vegeta lay on his back holding Bulma on one of his arms. She lay curled against him fast asleep in exhaustion. Absently he caressed her silken mane enjoying the peaceful moment. He smiled when he realized how fruitful their passionate encounter had been. Gently he caressed her smooth stomach and again he smiled when he felt the subtle force of energy taking form within her.
Another Saiyan baby and this time a little female. Vegeta was taking in the significance of such a miracle. He closed his eyes content and for the first time since that fateful day he had lost the last link of his past, his little saiyan brat, he felt peace. He had been given another chance and this time he would make it right. He was so immersed in the positive outlook of his future that at first he had missed the tingling sensation on the back of his neck, but then he felt it. He looked around the room but there was nobody there, cautious as always, Vegeta carefully disentangled himself from Bulma as he made his way to the balcony. Dawn was already covering earth with its vibrant mantle when he stepped out on to the balcony. He looked around and tapped on his extra sensorial powers to see beyond, yet there was no one there.
"Kakarrot was right, I'm losing it" he said to himself and without any more thoughts about the bizarre feeling, Vegeta went back to bed, back in Bulma's arms, back to the promise of a new beginning.
Bulma turned off the water lever and absently grabbed a towel to dry herself, lost in her sadness.
"Ooh, Vegeta...." a pleading whisper from her heart...
"Bulma..."
She turned around suddenly doubting that she had actually heard his voice. The first thing that crossed her mind was that she was hearing things, that her mind was playing tricks on her, yet the moment her eyes found him she knew it was not a figment of her imagination. He was there, in his entire masculine splendor, arrogant in his stance as he looked at her from across their bedroom.
At first neither uttered one word, they just looked at each other not knowing what to say, both lost in their own thoughts. Bulma devoured him with her eyes, for he had not changed one bit. Damn his Saiyan blood, for their aging process was ten times slower than humans and she knew that in a few more years she will not look in her prime, while he would proudly stand at the zenith of his masculine perfection.
Vegeta had not realized how much he had missed her. His eyes followed the contours of her gorgeous body, from the top of her flowing mane, to the tips of her dainty toes. He noticed tiredness edging the corners of her eyes; eyes that now looked at him filled with condemnation. Yes, he had missed her, and suddenly he was assaulted by the urge to take her right there and then. To grasp her flowing mane with both his hands and force her on the floor to lose himself in her softness, to silence her reproaches with the gentle caresses of his hands and the strokes of his pulsing desire.
"What are you doing here Vegeta? I thought I told you not to bother to come back"
The iciness of her words made him stiffen; he had not expected her to be so bitter. Yet he should have known, he knew her well enough.
"And since when do you dictate to me Woman?" "If I wish to come back and claim what's mine, I will, whether you like it or not"
Bulma gasped at the possessiveness in his voice. She was outraged that he would actually expect her to just accept him after all the anguish and turmoil he put her through.
"What happened? Your little Saiyan whore died, so you had no choice but to come back here to me. What is it? A lowly earthling is better than nothing, is that it?"
Vegeta felt the blood coursing hard through his veins straight to his head as the rage her words provoked almost made him lose control. Bulma knew she had overstepped herself as soon as she witnessed his reaction. Frightened, Bulma took a step back, but Vegeta did not erupt as she had feared, instead he turned away from her leaning against the glass door that led to the balcony. He was now looking up at the moon and he said something Bulma almost didn't grasp...
"Don't ever speak of her thus."
Angered even more that he was defending the Saiyan Woman Bulma vented her anger, her hurt and her frustration.
"Don't ever? DON'T EVER! I'll speak however I feel like speaking. Not only do I have to accept the fact that you LIED to me about her, that you LEFT me for her, that you LOVED her as you could never love me, but I have to also stand here while you defend your lover in MY FACE!" "GET OUT! LEAVE and don't ever come back! I refuse to be anyone's second choice, much the less yours!"
"How mediocre is your understanding of Saiyans Woman. I would have expected you to at least know me by now"
Vegeta turned around suddenly surprising Bulma. Disappointment clinging to every single word he pronounced.
"Yes, don't look offended woman, your understanding of my race is mediocre to say the least, your understanding of me is quite disappointing. Never have I answered to anyone but me in this life, but today I shall make an exception, and don't ever expect me to do so again. I will explain myself this one time for you AND for her as well."
" I never lied to you about Fhazha, I just did not tell you what she meant to me. I did it because believe it or not Woman I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want you to feel insecure. I also did not tell you because I was having a hard time facing my past, trying to come to terms with my OWN feelings. I was not ready. That is the reason I kept silent. Not because I was betraying you.
Second of all, I did not "Leave" you for her. The only reason I left was to find that Super Saiyan and nothing more. I had no intentions of ever leaving you Woman, nor my son..."
Bulma waited for him to continue but felt a pang in her heart when he did not refute her third accusation. That he would actually admit to loving Fhazha and not her would be the ultimate strike. Yet she needed to hear it, the uncertainty was unbearable.
"So, I take it by your silence that you loved her...like you never could...Me. why are you doing this Vegeta? Why must you hurt me so?..."
"I cannot deny my feelings for her. As she lay in my arms dying, I accepted those alien feelings. Feelings I have been rejecting ever since I met her....and you. Yes, how could I know that what I was experiencing was this alien emotion I had rejected all my life? That I...The Prince of All Saiyans would be plagued by such lowly feelings was inconceivable to me. I denied it for a very long time. When I was but a child I felt them for the first time when she came into my life, and when I was a Man I felt them again when I met...You."
"I don't understand you Vegeta! I've waited so long to hear you say you love me, but how am I supposed to take it, when you say you loved another? As you make no sense for didn't you feel confused when she found you? Not as a child anymore, but as a woman, capable of fulfilling your desires..."
'I have never lied to you Woman, never had the need. And I won't start now. In my heart I claimed her yes, but I also claimed you. You I chose as my Mate and there was no changing that. I would have never left you, and she would have not let me even if I had been willing to. The moment she knew I had mated was the moment she gave up on any possibility between us. We saiyans may be ruthless Woman, but we are loyal. I have never betrayed our bond...you, and I wouldn't have...ever."
"Yet you loved her.."
"I will never deny it, I cannot...I owe her that much"
"How can you expect me to accept this..."
"I don't expect you to accept anything. I came here to be open with you. To share myself with you. I do not expect you to understand or accept anything. I just needed you to know..."
With those last words Vegeta turned around ready to fly into the skies leaving her...
"...Vegeta Wait!!"
Bulma stopped him in his tracks before he had lifted away from her life...
"She understood...and she accepted...didn't she?"
"Yes"
"And she did not accuse you of betraying her, did she?"
"No"
Bulma felt ashamed to hear what she had already suspected. How many times had she found the Saiyan Amazon so lovingly instructing her son in this or that? Always so diligent in her care for all her little Saiyans, Goku and Vegeta. Not once did she find any trace of bitterness in her golden eyes, not once did she notice any trace of resentment in those golden pools. Love yes, many times she had caught the glimmer of love as her eyes had rested on Vegeta and the rest of the Saiyans. How would have she have felt if roles had been reversed?
She would have been beyond bitterness. If she had spent all her life looking for the man that had been fated to be hers and to find him already engaged to someone else, she would have been devastated, angry, resentful and bitter. She would have accused him of betraying her, offended and hurt.... Just like she was doing right now. Yet the Saiyan Amazon had never succumbed to such shameful feelings. She had understood, and she had accepted the situation. She had even sacrificed her own life trying to protect the man she should have resented"
Bulma started as she felt the imperceptible caress on her cheek. She turned around as dark and cerulean met, as each got lost in each other's eyes...
"Woman, how can I make you understand? What I feel for you is unbreakable, unique in its own intensity. There was never a choice to make for no matter what I could never leave you. You and I are meant to be. I have never betrayed you and I never will. You are and will always be my mate, my woman, don't doubt it ever..."
".... Fhazha..."
"...Shall forever live in my heart. She was a part of me way before my time on earth, before you. She sacrificed her life protecting me. My feelings for her cannot ever be denied. I beg you to let it be"
Bulma could hardly see Vegeta as her tears clouded her vision. She couldn't speak for the knot in her throat wouldn't let her. She only nodded and threw herself in his arms. Understanding and accepting his explanation and his pledge of love to her.
"I'm so scared to lose you.."
"You never will, not if I can help it Woman"
Bulma looked into his eyes and wondered how she could have ever doubted him. Vegeta might not be good at expressing his feelings, but when he looked at her it was undeniable what he felt for her. Closing her eyes she leaned against him anxiously searching his lips, and she found them.
They got lost in each other's caresses, trying to make up for all the time they had been separated. Bulma molded herself against him as her hands ran free all over his body, touching every inch of him she could reach.
Vegeta's hands possessed her and at the same time his lips branded every inch of her skin. He had been starving for her and this night he would lay all her fears to rest.
Carrying her in his arms he took her to their bed and carefully placing her on it he ripped her towel away drowning in the enticing sight she made. Vegeta felt his cock ripping through his clothes and with one swift shove he rid himself of the cumbersome clothing. He had to use every ounce of strength he possessed to refrain from impaling her. He was so hard for her that he would probably hurt her just by looking at her; The peak of his engorged cock was already wet with the tiny drops of semen forced out by his desire for her. His pulsing hardness was only the beginning of the promise of the mighty eruption that would surely come the moment he claimed her climax.
"You're Mine Woman, don't ever forget It..."
"And You Mine"
Bulma answered in gasps as she gave herself completely to him...
*********************************************************** *********************
Later that night...
Vegeta lay on his back holding Bulma on one of his arms. She lay curled against him fast asleep in exhaustion. Absently he caressed her silken mane enjoying the peaceful moment. He smiled when he realized how fruitful their passionate encounter had been. Gently he caressed her smooth stomach and again he smiled when he felt the subtle force of energy taking form within her.
Another Saiyan baby and this time a little female. Vegeta was taking in the significance of such a miracle. He closed his eyes content and for the first time since that fateful day he had lost the last link of his past, his little saiyan brat, he felt peace. He had been given another chance and this time he would make it right. He was so immersed in the positive outlook of his future that at first he had missed the tingling sensation on the back of his neck, but then he felt it. He looked around the room but there was nobody there, cautious as always, Vegeta carefully disentangled himself from Bulma as he made his way to the balcony. Dawn was already covering earth with its vibrant mantle when he stepped out on to the balcony. He looked around and tapped on his extra sensorial powers to see beyond, yet there was no one there.
"Kakarrot was right, I'm losing it" he said to himself and without any more thoughts about the bizarre feeling, Vegeta went back to bed, back in Bulma's arms, back to the promise of a new beginning.