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Lunatic

Hi, at first I've to say that this is just a translation, the original is in German. Please don't sue me, I know it's terrible. If there are (m)any spelling or grammar mistakes please tell me!

E-Mail: MajinSakuko@sms.at

A/N: A classical drama? You'll be surprised. Probably this is tearjerker, so grab the kleenex if needed ... take it as a hint!

Please R/R! Thnx in advance!

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Freezer was dead. Defeated. Finally it was all over now.

But what was now supposed to come? Now that the tyrant was eliminated ... Hm, probably Vegeta would go on cruising through space, never ever get a foothold, get by on as a mercenary ... No, better if he didn't.

It suited him just fine, that Bulma offered him to live at the Capsule Corp., even though he hadn't expected at that time, that it would be forever.

"Vegeta!", the incomparable voice of the turquoisehaired vixen shot through the keen sensed ears of the Saiyajin. "Come on, we wanna get started!"

After all Namekjins were on board of the huge airplane - greatest possible safe distance to Vegeta considered - the short journey to C.C. started.

§$%=%$§

"THIS is supposed to be my room?" Vegeta was obviously taken with Bulma's choice. "That's out of the question!"

Bulma closed her eyes, tapped at her elbows lightly with her fingertips and silently counted till ten, before she was able to give an answer. "What's wrong with it, YOUR MAJESTY? Is it not bright enough? Or too small? Bad energy vibrations?" She gazed at the Saiyajinprince attentive.

"I don't like it ... and it's too far away from the GR", he simply stated.

Aha, that's what he's getting at. Well, there's sure something she could do for him. "Then follow me", Bulma grumbled and passed Vegeta, who was taken a bit unawares due to his too soon victory. She led him towards a better located guest room, which Vegeta could enter and escape from without causing a stir.

"Well, I hope it's to your full contentment ...", Bulma marked whilst she opened the door and let Vegeta take a look inside. "And when there is anything more I can do ..."

"Well, better", the Saiyajin growled, and without paying attention to Bulma anymore, he slammed the door into her nonplussed face.

§$%=%$§

"That's not fair!" Angrily Bulma stomped at the ground to express, that she's frustrated.

"But, look, we can't leave the company three weeks without leadership", the professor tried to justify himself. "You'll see, time will go by fast and we'll be back."

Bulma clenched her jaw and hissed through gritted teeth: "The next time I'll go!" With this she turned on her heels and headed towards the bathroom.

Mr. Briefs looked as his daughter stomped away and sighed heavily. He wasn't responsible that the science-congress was so early this year. Of course he would have let Bulma join him and his wife, but the company wouldn't run itself, would it? "There's nothing I can do." The professor shrugged his shoulders and started to made his way to his bedroom to help his wife to pack. [BI: Of, course. He only went to the BEDROOM because he wanted to help his wife to PACK!]

§$%=%$§

Bulma glared angrily at her reflection. "We can't leave the company three weeks without leadership", she aped her father. "He did it just on purpose! Cause he just didn't want to be alone with Vegeta." As the double meaning hit her she burst out laughing.

"What is so funny?"

Bulma coughed and nearly choked on her own tongue. Why couldn't Vegeta knock like every other person? The turquoisehaired fixed him trough the mirror. As he was standing there so nonchalant, with crossed arms, leaning on the wall, his naked torso over and over sprinkled with sweat drops. Sure he wanted to take a shower. *What a pity ...*

"Na? Already ready?", his husky voice let her came down to earth with a bump. "Then you could leave, ne?" Sneering the Saiyajin pulled one corner of his mouth up. "But if you like, you can also watch ..."

Bulma's eyes grew wide as Vegeta put hands on the waistband of his training trousers. Like a flash she stormed out of the bathroom. In the gangway she leaned against the wall and pressed one hand on her unevenly beating heart [BI: and looked back to the bathroom through the mirror].

"Bye now, Bulma-honey." Mrs. Briefs kissed her daughter on her cheek. The professor cared two big suitcases. "See you in three weeks."

Bulma was in a kind of daze, she didn't seem to notice all that much, she just thought about the fact, that she was alone with Vegeta. Slowly she pressed the air out of her lungs and stroked over her face. A small headache pulsated through her head. Groaning she pushed away from the wall, heading towards the kitchen to prepare the breakfast.

§$%=%$§

Slightly shivering Vegeta turned off the water. Such a cold shower as an ending was a little challenge.

How they had sparkled. Her eyes. Due to admiration. She was really a challenge. Now that Freezer wasn't one anymore.

Vegeta dried himself, got into fresh garments and followed finally the call for saturation.

Bulma was standing with her back to him leaning over the table. It wasn't just her day. At first Yamchu split off with her - still she was wondering why she wasn't at least sad a little -, then her parents left for the science-congress and as if that wasn't enough, Vegeta was behaving again so silly. Why couldn't he just once ... A groan escaped her lips as she touched her forehead.

"Headache?", Vegeta's asking voice sounded from behind, as always with no lack of amusement.

*He just seem to enjoy this.* But this thought didn't escape Bulma's mouth, forcing a smile on her lips she turned around. "Breakfast's ready." Her heart forgot a few beats, his gaze set her nearly on fire, and as she couldn't bear it anymore, she turned away breaking the gaze. Vegeta held her arm as she tried to escape from the kitchen. "Don't you wanna keep me company? You haven't already ate, have you?" The Saiyajin got aware of the slight shivering of Bulma's lower lip and freed her from his grip. He sat down and began to shovel the meal down his throat. Why should he need company? *Nonsense!*, he thought to himself.

Bulma watched Vegeta's strange behavior, decided then to go to her laboratory. She sat down in front of her PC and was about to start with her work, but the monitor didn't match very well with the pulsating in her head. Now and then her thoughts drifted to the Saiyajin, who was getting on her nerves badly. [BI: Son Goku?] Tired Bulma closed her eyes for an instant [BI: imagined a certain Vegeta ... (x-rated)] and moved on to work with alacrity.

§$%=%$§

The kitchen looked as if a bomb had hit it and due to the fact Vegeta wasn't keen on having another argument with Bulma he decided to activate the robots, who began immediately to clean up the mess. The clock showed 9 am, time for the next training session.

Vegeta put the gravity to 100 and began with his warm up.

§$%=%$§

On the evening there was a BBQ settled. Even Vegeta got himself ready - after all it was about food - to come. The peaceful mood got spoiled as the Z-Senshi and Vegeta sensed two unbelievable powerful auras, whose one belonged to Freezer.

The Icejin and his father got killed by the mysterious Super Saiyajin from the future.

Throughout the next time everybody was training even harder than before and, of course, Vegeta had to be the best again. He had to be stronger than Kakarott, stronger than the purplehaired and stronger than the Jinzoungen.

About 23 pm Vegeta went again to the kitchen to fill his stomach. Without expecting he saw Bulma, who was obviously hungry too. Only after his second glare Vegeta recognized the light garments she wore, she even looked more serious than before. Was she worried about the future? Vegeta got rid of the annoying thought by shaking his head. Was he worried about her? He sat down beside her with a sandwich, but as he saw the look in her eyes, he even forgot about the food on his plate [BI: What's up with him? Is he ill?].

It was crazy [BI: He! Complain: It was thrilling, seductively, interesting, ...] to get involved with her, Vegeta knew it exactly. But he couldn't fight it ... he couldn't at least fight himself. Bulma's melancholy looking eyes enchanted him ... for this single night. [BI: Shit! What about the next night?]

§$%=%$§

It was quiet in the darkened room. Nothing to hear but the heavy panting and moaning of the two desperate lovers.

Bulma wrapped her legs around Vegeta's waist and pulled him closer to herself, now she wanted to feel him, finally forgetting everything. With a fast push the Saiyajin entered her, his movements became quickly uncontrollable. He didn't want to think too. At least not in this night.

Bulma let out a hoarse cry as she climaxed and dug her nails deep in Vegeta's shoulders. A shiver cruised through his body as he came too.

It was a matter of course that he didn't stay the night in her room. After his breathing had returned to normal, Vegeta gathered his clothes from the ground and left. He needed a shower to get rid of the smell.

§$%=%$§

"Pardon?" Bulma thought she couldn't trust her own ears. Did Vegeta just say that her food was the worst he was ever forced to eat? [BI: What he really meant: You are the most beautiful women in the world and I want to ..., but to your cooking you have to add the finishing touches.]

"You understood me."

I'm becoming tired.

"But you've never complained about that before, have you?"

"I just didn't want to be impolite."

So terrible tired.

"What? You must be joking. You are the incarnation of rudeness."

"How can you judge me like that? You really hurt my feelings ..." Vegeta pouted playfully.

*I hurt you?*, Bulma thought. *And what about me?*

Let me sleep.

§$%=%$§

Bulma took an aspirin and got into bed. The throbbing of her head was getting worse.

And also the monolog came back.

It can't go on like that!

Why are you such a coward?

Come on!

Be strong!

"Get out of my head! Hop it!"

You know that it's useless, don't you?

"Please, I can't hold it any longer, stop it!"

Oh! Are you crying again? You are such a weakling!

Do you climb down again?

You can't become happy, HE's preventing it!

He's guilty. He was always guilty, got it?

"..."

Hm?

"Yes ..."

Louder!

"Yes."

One time again.

"Yes!"

§$%=%$§

Vegeta nearly didn't leave the GR, also, because he didn't want to meet Bulma after the little `incident'. Since the disastrous night he hadn't let her come near anymore and that was good. Her opinion didn't count for him, at least he tried to convince himself.

§$%=%$§

"It's hurting so badly ... The pain ..."

Can't you hold it any longer?

I'll help you, then you wont feel it anymore.

Come on, give me your hand! Don't be afraid ...

Don't you wanna?

"Help me! Release me! I want to sleep ... finally sleep."

You will.

§$%=%$§

The sedatives worked good, Bulma had to admit, because without them, she wouldn't find sleep anymore but now she even overslept! She was really looking forward seeing Vegeta's face.

The Saiyajin, however, wasn't pleased so much. The more time the women needed to prepare the breakfast the more time was missing in his training. And she called herself a genius, if she didn't seem to just get this simple equation.

"Maybe you should go to sleep earlier if you're still so tired." The good hint didn't help Bulma much. Rather her eyes filled with suspicious moisture. Didn't he get, that she wasn't fine today? He was only happy, when he could get her hurt, but that day she won't give him a chance. She just fixed up the breakfast in silence and left the kitchen afterwards with an empty stomach.

In the bathroom she poured cold water over her face and tried to control her breathing.

§$%=%$§

Why you look so sad?

Smile!

You have no reason to mope.

Everything's gonna be alright, I promise!

You trust in me, don't you?

Let me make you happy, hm?

Yes, that's fine. Relax ...

"I'm so exhausted. My power is drawn out of my limbs. He's always so ... The arguments do the rest. How long it should go on with that?"

Not long.

"I can't stay it anymore. He ... I'm wondering if he knows what he's doing to me? I can't say: Look! Look, what you've done to me! So the pain remains within me and kills me ... slowly ... in slow motion."

Move on.

"I like almond, cherry ... lily of the valley. Nutmegs can be rasp."

I can feel it. Open yourself, share your feelings with me. I will help you. You can tell me everything.

"Will a suicide come to heaven? Will my soul be ever in peace? Will I be reborn as a lower being? Sumimasen, words are not my strength. I'll do my best."

Did you ever expect that the end will look the way it does now?

"My weakness is out of all proportion."

You just have to chose the right way and your strength will be back.

§$%=%$§

Bulma spend the most of the day in her lab. As if her headache wasn't enough she was about to get an indigestion too. Around noon she decided to call it a day. She ordered lunch and got to her room to sleep a while. Hopefully Vegeta would leave her in peace. She really deserved her rest.

As the delivering service arrived Vegeta was about to leave the GR in the space-pod to get into the C.C. Due to the fact that the supply was food and the quantity was quite enough to saturate him, he knew that it was his lunch. The Saiyajin brought the food into the kitchen and after a quick shower as a refreshment he pitched into the tasty tidbits.

§$%=%$§

"Can you help me?"

Of course ...

"Will it disappear? The pain that let my heart bleed ... It's too quiet! I can't bear the sound -Dom. It witnesses that I'm still alive."

Don't be afraid, the thicker is done soon enough.

"Are you my friend?"

I'm you.

"Can I trust in you?"

Of course. I'll never hurt you, never leave you, never betray you. NEVER!

"What is happening with me? All the years have gone by, without that anything could harm me. And now? Every look directly shoots into my heart, every word is like a punch, every gesture kills me."

§$%=%$§

In the late evening Vegeta took another shower to get ready for bed. The water washed all problems aside for a short time. Kakarott, who was always stronger than him. The purplehaired lad, who had killed Freezer. The Jinzoungen, who have to be defeated.

"Soon ...", the Saiyajin murmured and grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist.

§$%=%$§

Bulma felt unwell, her heart ached. Somehow she missed Vegeta when they didn't quarrel. She had to admit, that she was a little in love with him. Maybe she should tell him so?

The next morning Bulma got up early enough to fix a perfect breakfast. Soon Vegeta emerged too and seemed to be a bit surprised to find the scientist in the kitchen at that time.

"Good morning."

Vegeta just growled. Why had she to gabble at this time of the day?

"I ... well ..." Bulma hesitated. How was she supposed to go on? "I've to tell you something."

The Saiyajin lifted his head. The women sweated. Why, for Kami's sake? What did she want to tell him? "Yes?"

"I ..."

Worried the Saiyajin tried to catch her gaze. This couldn't be true!

"Well, I l..."

"No!", he interrupted her. "Don't say it. I can't hear it!" Vegeta left the kitchen hurriedly, leaving a confused Bulma behind.

§$%=%$§

"Everything's gonna be right, not?"

Everything's gonna be alright.

"The sharp-pain will stop, or?"

Everything's gonna be alright.

"My soul will rest finally, right?"

Everything's gonna be alright.

"Why?"

Beat me

You like it, don't you?

Hate me

I know, you do. Why don't you show it?

Destroy me

But slowly. Very slowly.

Test yourself

How far can you go? How far do you want to go? How for will you go?

Make use of me

I'm yours, you know it full well.

Leave me

I can't go on without you.

But don't tell me, that you love me.

Cause this is a lie.

Insult me

You know the words, that reach me. In my heart.

Don't take me for serious

Who am I? Nothing compared with you.

Set me bare

Open for all injury.

Cause you like it

I can see it. In your eyes.

Undress me

Till my bones. The shield is removed long ago, the armor broken.

Till I beg and scream

Do you hear me? My complain, my plead?

So what?

It's just me.

Shoot me down

But aim properly.

It's just me

It was always just me. Nobody else.

Take me away

Away from you. Back to you.

With clear face

The dark thoughts make their way through my head.

Show me how you hate me

Cause, that you do it, I know full well. How you look at me, how you behave.

Till I plead and get it

I can't win, have already lost. Everything. To you.

But don't tell me, that you love me.

Don't lie to me. I can't bear it anymore.

Beat me dead

I'm already. Dead and buried.

Give me the rest

I've deserved it.

Yes move on

Don't stop! I know, I'm masochist. Always been. I will always be.

I see, you enjoy it

That's everything, that matters. To see you happy.

Show me, what you are able to do

Your hidden gifts

Cause it's not my heart, you're hitting

It's already broken, splintered. It is dead.

You don't destroy me

Have already done it.

Cause you don't love me.

Cause you don't love me. Have never done it.

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Epilogue

"You're such a fool, Vegeta, do you know that? I love you really, I'll always do. Don't you get that? Well ... I've to tell you something: I'm pregnant. We're getting a son and I'm going to name him Trunks, no difference what you say. Amazing, what everything could happen in one single night, isn't it? In a few month I'll have a pretty big belly ... But that's okay. It's already late. I have to go ... But don't forget, that I love you."

Tears glittered in Bulma's eyes, as she turned and went away, and were dried from the same draught, which plucked at the blossoms of the single rose, which decorated the memorial stone.

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A/N: The monologues were from Vegeta, who had guessed? The HE is of course Goku, who always beats him, in any ways. Vegeta recognized, that he couldn't overtake Goku, that also a 17 years old lad was stronger than him. Two times he had lost everything. As Goku became first a Super Saiyajin. And as Goku beat Freezer, respectively as Mirai Trunks killed him. Vegeta only lived, to become SSJ and to kill Freezer. As the Icejin died, the Saiyajin died with him.

The thing with Bulma was comparable. The sad, melancholy look from her attracted him. The dark was always his favorite. But he couldn't allow, that he lost a third time everything. So he decided to take fate in his own hands.

The italic text at the end is from J-Luv "Weil du mich liebst?" - "Because you love me?"

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*sniff* I've to get more tissues. Why did Vegeta have to do suicide? In fact Blueisa's guilty! Cause I wanted to let Bulma die, but BI guessed it, so I had to change things. Bad, bad BI! You've Vegeta on your conscience!

BFN, MS :-(

BI: I ... I'm so terrible sorry *throwmyselfoutofthewindow*

Puh, I'm still alive (a mattress saved me, thanks Vegeta!)

I just wanted to excuse myself, but in fact it's MS' guilt, nevertheless it's HER story. In my one he's STILL alive! *hystericalcries*

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