Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love In A Day ❯ Realizations (Again) (NC-17) ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Trixie-chan 
Startling realizations in this chapter. Hehe...
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.23.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Work In Progress
Startling realizations in this chapter. Hehe...
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.23.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Work In Progress
Love in a Day
Chapter: 8
Subtitle: Realizations
Author: Trixie-chan
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ; I'm not creative enough to come up with such a kick ass series. :)
Author's Note: Oh my God I know it's been a HELLUVA long time........ ::sigh:: I'm so sorry, you may beat me all you want... From now on, I've changed how I'm doing things. Being as all my stories that have lemon in them will eventually get deleted off of FF.Net (grrrrrrrr.....), I'm still going to be posting it on FF.Net, but the lemon chapters will just have all of the shtuff before the story, and the story part will have a link to this same chapter on MediaMiner. :) They actually let me post lemons, so thank God for them. Once again, I know I am the worst reliable author on this entire site (FF.Net and MM...), and I have been neglecting. You may storm my castle now. I can take it. I just hope you like the chapter and that the lemon helps relieve some of the extreme anger you must all be feeling... Well, on with the damn story, then. :)
Thanks to those who reviewed!
New Posting of LIAD: None, since, once again, my fic got deleted from FF.Net.
Chapters on MediaMiner: Heikgan, Subu, Goat, Susuan, LaVon, vegie_bul, The crazy One, unnamed, DBZ Lover, and eyes on the birdie.
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< br> Two weeks since she found out, and it was still just hitting her. She was PREGNANT. She was going to have a baby. And what's even MORE weird, it was Vegeta's baby!! It was just all too confusing to think about. 7 weeks-nearly 2 months in the room and already she had kissed Vegeta, made love to Vegeta (and the other way around), was pregnant with his child, and was actually.... falling in love with him...
She sighed and pulled the covers tighter against her chest, looking lovingly over at Vegeta, sleeping sweetly next to her. He was lying on his side, facing her, the arm he was sleeping on was outstretched in front of him, the other draped over himself so that his hand was right by his face. His face was so angelic and childlike; lips slightly parted, a very slight snore erupting from his throat. She smiled as tears filled her eyes and she turned back to look at the ceiling. A tear fell silently down the side of her face, landing in her ear and tickling her a bit, her smile never fading.
*Who knew you could go from hating someone so much you wanted them tossed off a cliff to loving them so much you were crying...?* Bulma thought as another tear fell. She slowly blinked her eyes and sighed.
"What's wrong, woman?" Vegeta asked gruffly from next to her. She quickly wiped her eyes and sniffled slightly, then turned to look at him, seeing that he had one eye open and was looking at her intently.
"Nothing," she mumbled with a smile before quickly rolling over and sitting up, still clutching the covers to her chest. She sat there for a while; thinking while Vegeta stared at her in confusion from the other side of the bed. Finally she stood up, letting the covers drop back to the bed, and walked over to the closet to grab her clothes. She then turned around, smiling at the wide-eyed look of Vegeta and how he had sat up to get a better look, she was amazed at how he never got tired of her body, and said, "I'm going to take a shower, then we're going to get to training."
Vegeta only nodded and plopped back onto the bed from his previous sitting position. She wiped the last tear of happiness from her eye and walked into the bathroom to start her shower.
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Bulma kicked and punched furiously at Vegeta in the training area, sweat pouring down her face and burning her eyes, but never stopping her. She had actually gotten in a punch or two, but not many, Vegeta was still thousands of times stronger than her. She never expected to ever reach his level, just to be able to protect herself if Vegeta was ever not around.
*Heaven forbid....* she thought seriously. She didn't know if she could bear to part with Vegeta after this... she also didn't think he'd like it if she was trying to join them at the hip. *Well, that really depends on the position...* she thought with a smirk as she made contact with Vegeta's gut.
*You keep leaving yourself open to attack when you get a hit in, don't act so smug,* she heard just before she got her feet swept out from under her.
She crashed to the ground on all fours, her head sagging as she panted heavily. "I do NOT... keep leaving myself... open..." she huffed out. She looked up angrily at Vegeta, and saw the look of confusion on his face.
"I didn't say anything..." he told her, cocking his head to the side. *Crazy bitch is going nutty.*
"Hey! I heard that! I am not a bitch and I'm not going nutty!!" she cried, standing up and looking him in the face. She was a bit confused to see his shocked face staring back at her.
*Shit...* she heard, then felt a twinge in her head. "Umm, you keep training. I have to go... uh... do something. The bathroom! I have to go to the bathroom," he got out before quickly leaving the area, leaving a confused Bulma behind.
He stumbled into his room and sat down on his bed, putting his head between his knees. Obviously, he was extremely distraught, thank God he created a barrier for his thoughts and she couldn't hear him. *She... she can... hear my thoughts...! That can only mean on thing... We're bonding...* He sighed. *She loves me... All the telltale signs were there: Smiling and crying at the same time that morning, she was being all kissy before training, and now, she can hear my thoughts. But why can't I hear hers if we're bonding? Even a little?*
"Because you don't love her," he told himself out loud. His outside was speaking for the Saiyan Prince side of him, although he had no idea what his thoughts were representing. Not his conscience, he believed he didn't have one, nor did he need one.
*Or maybe you just can't admit it to yourself,* his thoughts responded knowingly.
"Pah. Me, have feelings for the woman? That's bullshit and will always BE bullshit. Plus, I can admit anything to myself. I'm not a coward."
*Whatever you want to believe...* the voice told him.
"Are you calling me a coward?!" he yelled at it, but it was already gone. He 'hmphed' and sat silently of the bed. The conversation between him and, what could only be described as his "mind Goku" left him confused and, therefore, frustrated.
"I do not love her. I do not love anyone," he reassured himself as he stood up and went back to continue Bulma's training, making sure to keep the mental barrier up full-force.
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After their training was finished, Vegeta just plain said, "We're done for today," and walked into the living quarters, leaving Bulma by herself, panting, in the middle of the training grounds. She blinked a couple of times in confusion, then ran after him.
"Vegeta!" she called, trying to catch up to him. "Vegeta, wait! Damnit Vegeta!" She followed him into their room where he was sitting on the bed, appearing to be deep in thought. She stopped in the doorway and just watched him silently. She really didn't know if he knew she was there... The way he was acting, and how suddenly it was happening really disturbed her in a way. It wasn't like him...
She slowly walked up to the bed and crawled onto it, sitting herself behind him and wrapping her arms lovingly around his waist. She buried her face in his neck from behind, and kissed his neck lightly. "What's wrong...?" she whispered into his ear, nibbling it slightly, causing him to shiver against his will.
Vegeta couldn't understand what he was feeling; he wanted to push her off and walk away, just to prove his "mind Goku" wrong, but he couldn't move away from her touch. He sighed and mumbled, "Nothing..." Bulma frowned.
"This isn't normal behavior for you Vegeta, something's up. Please tell me." She hugged him tighter and began to run her hands around his stomach. His breath started to speed up, unnoticed by Bulma, but severely noticed by Vegeta, and it made him angry. But he couldn't move away. He responded to her question by turning around, grabbing her (getting a squeal of confusion and delight), setting her on her lap, and kissing her passionately.
Not the answer Bulma was looking for, but a good one none-the-less, as she kissed him back. She wound her arms around his neck and began running her hands through his hair. Vegeta dropped himself onto the bed, taking Bulma with him, and rolled over to be on top. He smirked at her before kissing his way down her jaw, to her neck, then to her shirt. He would have ripped it right off, for lack of patience, but he knew that would really piss her off, plus, she doesn't really have any other training clothes and he knew she wouldn't train shirtless, however much he might like it. He slid his hands up the bottom of her shirt, smirking at her shiver and quickened breath, past her breasts (purposely brushing them ever so gently, just to torture her), and lifted the shirt off of her.
He kissed his way over her collarbone, then down the middle of her chest, stopping to nip lightly at her bra, and continuing down. He dipped his tongue in her navel as he passed it, then grabbed onto her spandex training shorts when he reached them, and pulled them off with his teeth, causing her to giggle at the sexiness of it. When he had successfully removed her shorts, he moved to her underwear. He grazed his teeth against her sensitive area and chuckled at the sharp intake of breath he heard. He brought his fangs to the straps on the sides of her panties and used them to cut right through the thin fabric, then moved over to the other side to do the same. She'd be pissed in the morning, but she'd get over it.
He licked her from her sensitive bud all the way up to her chin, then kissed her full on the lips. He quickly removed his spandex shorts and plunged himself inside of her, delighting in her gasp of pleasure. They started a slow, steady rhythm as Vegeta buried his face in the crook of her neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck and dove her hands into his silky hair. She sighed and gasped as he began to pick up his pace and thrust into her harder and faster.
Suddenly, she tossed her hands to the back of his neck, pulled herself up to him and crushed her lips to his; in the throws of passion, or expressing something? Vegeta didn't know, but he didn't care at the moment-what a great kiss! When she broke apart from him, she quickly moved her hands to each of his shoulders and held herself there, panting close her him, her head tilted down, her eyes squeezed shut and her eyebrows forked in passion. Vegeta continued his pace while watching her face. He was amazed that no matter what emotion her face was contorted in, she still looked breathtakingly beautiful.
Bulma started gasping repeatedly and threw her head back as she came, screaming out Vegeta's name. But Vegeta didn't stop; he kept on going, not giving Bulma any time to recuperate after her forceful orgasm. She couldn't hold in her screams as he kept pleasuring her to the full extent.
After what seemed like days, but was actually a couple hours, Bulma was lying on top of Vegeta, panting like she had just run 5 miles full-speed, which was actually how she felt as well; tired, but deeply satisfied. She slowly ran her hands through his hair as she buried her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent.
"God I love you..." she whispered, cuddling up to him. Vegeta was stunned, she had said it openly. He felt something inside of himself, he couldn't tell what it was, but it made him want to do and say things that he would have NEVER otherwise have even THOUGHT of, let alone acted out.
*I love you, too,* he thought, his thought directed toward her, even though she couldn't hear it. Yet. He reopened their mind communication before drifting off to sleep.
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Yes! I fucking FINALLY got this God-forsaken chapter DONE!!!!!!!! >.< Unfortunately, I'm kinda getting out of DBZ.... I probably won't be writing any of my other DBZ ideas. :( At least not for a while. Well, I guess that actually depends on if I ever get back into writing it. >.< I am so sorry that it took s'damn long..... I have had a LONG time off... I've had a block.... I didn't want to write the lemon because I didn't fee like it, and that not wanting to write the lemon part lasted for a while.... I'M SO SORRY!!!! So, this fic will start to move along quickly, I might have 2 to 4 chapters left. :P Review please! Go ahead and tell me how pissed off you are at me. :) I don't mind and I understand.
- Trixie-chan
Chapter: 8
Subtitle: Realizations
Author: Trixie-chan
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ; I'm not creative enough to come up with such a kick ass series. :)
Author's Note: Oh my God I know it's been a HELLUVA long time........ ::sigh:: I'm so sorry, you may beat me all you want... From now on, I've changed how I'm doing things. Being as all my stories that have lemon in them will eventually get deleted off of FF.Net (grrrrrrrr.....), I'm still going to be posting it on FF.Net, but the lemon chapters will just have all of the shtuff before the story, and the story part will have a link to this same chapter on MediaMiner. :) They actually let me post lemons, so thank God for them. Once again, I know I am the worst reliable author on this entire site (FF.Net and MM...), and I have been neglecting. You may storm my castle now. I can take it. I just hope you like the chapter and that the lemon helps relieve some of the extreme anger you must all be feeling... Well, on with the damn story, then. :)
Thanks to those who reviewed!
New Posting of LIAD: None, since, once again, my fic got deleted from FF.Net.
Chapters on MediaMiner: Heikgan, Subu, Goat, Susuan, LaVon, vegie_bul, The crazy One, unnamed, DBZ Lover, and eyes on the birdie.
To join my Mailing List, send a blank e-mail to trixiesfics-subscribe@yahoogroups.com.
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< br> Two weeks since she found out, and it was still just hitting her. She was PREGNANT. She was going to have a baby. And what's even MORE weird, it was Vegeta's baby!! It was just all too confusing to think about. 7 weeks-nearly 2 months in the room and already she had kissed Vegeta, made love to Vegeta (and the other way around), was pregnant with his child, and was actually.... falling in love with him...
She sighed and pulled the covers tighter against her chest, looking lovingly over at Vegeta, sleeping sweetly next to her. He was lying on his side, facing her, the arm he was sleeping on was outstretched in front of him, the other draped over himself so that his hand was right by his face. His face was so angelic and childlike; lips slightly parted, a very slight snore erupting from his throat. She smiled as tears filled her eyes and she turned back to look at the ceiling. A tear fell silently down the side of her face, landing in her ear and tickling her a bit, her smile never fading.
*Who knew you could go from hating someone so much you wanted them tossed off a cliff to loving them so much you were crying...?* Bulma thought as another tear fell. She slowly blinked her eyes and sighed.
"What's wrong, woman?" Vegeta asked gruffly from next to her. She quickly wiped her eyes and sniffled slightly, then turned to look at him, seeing that he had one eye open and was looking at her intently.
"Nothing," she mumbled with a smile before quickly rolling over and sitting up, still clutching the covers to her chest. She sat there for a while; thinking while Vegeta stared at her in confusion from the other side of the bed. Finally she stood up, letting the covers drop back to the bed, and walked over to the closet to grab her clothes. She then turned around, smiling at the wide-eyed look of Vegeta and how he had sat up to get a better look, she was amazed at how he never got tired of her body, and said, "I'm going to take a shower, then we're going to get to training."
Vegeta only nodded and plopped back onto the bed from his previous sitting position. She wiped the last tear of happiness from her eye and walked into the bathroom to start her shower.
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Bulma kicked and punched furiously at Vegeta in the training area, sweat pouring down her face and burning her eyes, but never stopping her. She had actually gotten in a punch or two, but not many, Vegeta was still thousands of times stronger than her. She never expected to ever reach his level, just to be able to protect herself if Vegeta was ever not around.
*Heaven forbid....* she thought seriously. She didn't know if she could bear to part with Vegeta after this... she also didn't think he'd like it if she was trying to join them at the hip. *Well, that really depends on the position...* she thought with a smirk as she made contact with Vegeta's gut.
*You keep leaving yourself open to attack when you get a hit in, don't act so smug,* she heard just before she got her feet swept out from under her.
She crashed to the ground on all fours, her head sagging as she panted heavily. "I do NOT... keep leaving myself... open..." she huffed out. She looked up angrily at Vegeta, and saw the look of confusion on his face.
"I didn't say anything..." he told her, cocking his head to the side. *Crazy bitch is going nutty.*
"Hey! I heard that! I am not a bitch and I'm not going nutty!!" she cried, standing up and looking him in the face. She was a bit confused to see his shocked face staring back at her.
*Shit...* she heard, then felt a twinge in her head. "Umm, you keep training. I have to go... uh... do something. The bathroom! I have to go to the bathroom," he got out before quickly leaving the area, leaving a confused Bulma behind.
He stumbled into his room and sat down on his bed, putting his head between his knees. Obviously, he was extremely distraught, thank God he created a barrier for his thoughts and she couldn't hear him. *She... she can... hear my thoughts...! That can only mean on thing... We're bonding...* He sighed. *She loves me... All the telltale signs were there: Smiling and crying at the same time that morning, she was being all kissy before training, and now, she can hear my thoughts. But why can't I hear hers if we're bonding? Even a little?*
"Because you don't love her," he told himself out loud. His outside was speaking for the Saiyan Prince side of him, although he had no idea what his thoughts were representing. Not his conscience, he believed he didn't have one, nor did he need one.
*Or maybe you just can't admit it to yourself,* his thoughts responded knowingly.
"Pah. Me, have feelings for the woman? That's bullshit and will always BE bullshit. Plus, I can admit anything to myself. I'm not a coward."
*Whatever you want to believe...* the voice told him.
"Are you calling me a coward?!" he yelled at it, but it was already gone. He 'hmphed' and sat silently of the bed. The conversation between him and, what could only be described as his "mind Goku" left him confused and, therefore, frustrated.
"I do not love her. I do not love anyone," he reassured himself as he stood up and went back to continue Bulma's training, making sure to keep the mental barrier up full-force.
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After their training was finished, Vegeta just plain said, "We're done for today," and walked into the living quarters, leaving Bulma by herself, panting, in the middle of the training grounds. She blinked a couple of times in confusion, then ran after him.
"Vegeta!" she called, trying to catch up to him. "Vegeta, wait! Damnit Vegeta!" She followed him into their room where he was sitting on the bed, appearing to be deep in thought. She stopped in the doorway and just watched him silently. She really didn't know if he knew she was there... The way he was acting, and how suddenly it was happening really disturbed her in a way. It wasn't like him...
She slowly walked up to the bed and crawled onto it, sitting herself behind him and wrapping her arms lovingly around his waist. She buried her face in his neck from behind, and kissed his neck lightly. "What's wrong...?" she whispered into his ear, nibbling it slightly, causing him to shiver against his will.
Vegeta couldn't understand what he was feeling; he wanted to push her off and walk away, just to prove his "mind Goku" wrong, but he couldn't move away from her touch. He sighed and mumbled, "Nothing..." Bulma frowned.
"This isn't normal behavior for you Vegeta, something's up. Please tell me." She hugged him tighter and began to run her hands around his stomach. His breath started to speed up, unnoticed by Bulma, but severely noticed by Vegeta, and it made him angry. But he couldn't move away. He responded to her question by turning around, grabbing her (getting a squeal of confusion and delight), setting her on her lap, and kissing her passionately.
Not the answer Bulma was looking for, but a good one none-the-less, as she kissed him back. She wound her arms around his neck and began running her hands through his hair. Vegeta dropped himself onto the bed, taking Bulma with him, and rolled over to be on top. He smirked at her before kissing his way down her jaw, to her neck, then to her shirt. He would have ripped it right off, for lack of patience, but he knew that would really piss her off, plus, she doesn't really have any other training clothes and he knew she wouldn't train shirtless, however much he might like it. He slid his hands up the bottom of her shirt, smirking at her shiver and quickened breath, past her breasts (purposely brushing them ever so gently, just to torture her), and lifted the shirt off of her.
He kissed his way over her collarbone, then down the middle of her chest, stopping to nip lightly at her bra, and continuing down. He dipped his tongue in her navel as he passed it, then grabbed onto her spandex training shorts when he reached them, and pulled them off with his teeth, causing her to giggle at the sexiness of it. When he had successfully removed her shorts, he moved to her underwear. He grazed his teeth against her sensitive area and chuckled at the sharp intake of breath he heard. He brought his fangs to the straps on the sides of her panties and used them to cut right through the thin fabric, then moved over to the other side to do the same. She'd be pissed in the morning, but she'd get over it.
He licked her from her sensitive bud all the way up to her chin, then kissed her full on the lips. He quickly removed his spandex shorts and plunged himself inside of her, delighting in her gasp of pleasure. They started a slow, steady rhythm as Vegeta buried his face in the crook of her neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck and dove her hands into his silky hair. She sighed and gasped as he began to pick up his pace and thrust into her harder and faster.
Suddenly, she tossed her hands to the back of his neck, pulled herself up to him and crushed her lips to his; in the throws of passion, or expressing something? Vegeta didn't know, but he didn't care at the moment-what a great kiss! When she broke apart from him, she quickly moved her hands to each of his shoulders and held herself there, panting close her him, her head tilted down, her eyes squeezed shut and her eyebrows forked in passion. Vegeta continued his pace while watching her face. He was amazed that no matter what emotion her face was contorted in, she still looked breathtakingly beautiful.
Bulma started gasping repeatedly and threw her head back as she came, screaming out Vegeta's name. But Vegeta didn't stop; he kept on going, not giving Bulma any time to recuperate after her forceful orgasm. She couldn't hold in her screams as he kept pleasuring her to the full extent.
After what seemed like days, but was actually a couple hours, Bulma was lying on top of Vegeta, panting like she had just run 5 miles full-speed, which was actually how she felt as well; tired, but deeply satisfied. She slowly ran her hands through his hair as she buried her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent.
"God I love you..." she whispered, cuddling up to him. Vegeta was stunned, she had said it openly. He felt something inside of himself, he couldn't tell what it was, but it made him want to do and say things that he would have NEVER otherwise have even THOUGHT of, let alone acted out.
*I love you, too,* he thought, his thought directed toward her, even though she couldn't hear it. Yet. He reopened their mind communication before drifting off to sleep.
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Yes! I fucking FINALLY got this God-forsaken chapter DONE!!!!!!!! >.< Unfortunately, I'm kinda getting out of DBZ.... I probably won't be writing any of my other DBZ ideas. :( At least not for a while. Well, I guess that actually depends on if I ever get back into writing it. >.< I am so sorry that it took s'damn long..... I have had a LONG time off... I've had a block.... I didn't want to write the lemon because I didn't fee like it, and that not wanting to write the lemon part lasted for a while.... I'M SO SORRY!!!! So, this fic will start to move along quickly, I might have 2 to 4 chapters left. :P Review please! Go ahead and tell me how pissed off you are at me. :) I don't mind and I understand.
- Trixie-chan