Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Needed ❯ Regret ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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His breath was heavily blown into her neck as he tried to regain his body and mind after his release. "Bulma…I love you…" He whispered into her ear, then kissed her neck lightly.

Bulma smiled lightly, and slowly pulled away while saying, "I love you too, Ve--" Her eyes became dark as she saw the face of the man above her. Dagan smiled took the place of Vegeta's smirk. "No…no, Vegeta…Vegeta."

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Bulma sprung up from the bed, holding the sheet to her heaving chest. [Kami! What a horrible dream!] She placed her other hand on her forehead trying to calm her nerves down…

"Bulma?" A male voice sounded next to her. Her breathing stalled. [That voice…wasn't Vegeta's…]

Bulma slowly turned to the man next to her. There laid Dagan with a sheet covering up to his lower chest. Her eyes widened. He had a concerned look on his face, "Bulma what's wrong?" He reached out to put a hand on her arm but Bulma violently pulled away and jumped up from the bed, holding the sheet tightly around her naked form.

"OH, Kami…" She whispered in utter disbelief. "Please tell me…we didn't…right?" Her breathe was so heavy she almost thought she was going into shock…which she probably was…

"Yeah, we did." He smiled shyly moving to his side so he could face her.

"No…Nononono. This didn't happen… This couldn't have happened." Disgust began to fill her insides turning her stomach over and over. "What have I done?"

"You just made love to me. What's wrong, Bulma?" Dagan knew something wasn't right. He stood and went to her not minding his nakedness. "Are you ok?"

Bulma pulled away, "No, I'm not ok! What kind of question is that!?" She then went in search for her clothes that laid spatially on the floor. "How could I have done this? I have a family! A son! A husband!…Husband…Vegeta! Fuck! He's going to kill me! No! He's gonna kill you!" She turned to him after pulling her pants up, "You better leave the city! No better yet, leave the planet! If my husband ever finds you, he is going to rip you apart!" She threw on her shirt after snapping her bra in place. She hurried out the door.

Dagan threw on some shorts while she explained to him what might happen…He ran out after her, "Bulma wait! Don't go!" He grabbed her arm, whirling her around to meet his gaze.

"Don't go!? Don't go!?" She ranted, "Do you have any idea of what WILL happen when Vegeta finds out?!"

"He doesn't have to know."

"He will find out! No matter what! He will know! Kami! I can't believe I did this to him!"

"Bulma he doesn't deserve you, please! I love you not him!"

"How could you do this!"

"Me???"

"Yes, you! You knew how distressed I was and you took advantage of me! I have a family! Why would you want to ruin that!?"

"I don't want to ruin it. Bulma I love--"

"No! You have no right to tell me that! I am a married woman! And I love Vegeta with all my heart!--"

"If you loved him you wouldn't have slept with me."

Bulma couldn't stop her reaction, her fist unconsciously slammed into his face. "Don't you dare question my love for him! You don't know anything!"

He wiped the blood from his lip, his anger now coming clear. "I know he treats you like shit and orders you around like his fucking salve! He doesn't love you like I do!"

"I swear if you say that one more time--"

"What? That I love you?! I love you Bulma! I love you!--"

"Stop! Shut up!"

Silence past between them. They stared at each other just trying to understand something…Bulma wiped the tears that had unnoticeably been falling. "We need… to stay away from each other."

"Bulma please--"

"No, I don't love you, Dagan. I love Vegeta."

"But are you happy with him?"

Bulma thought for a moment, "Yes…I am. Vegeta may not be the best guy in the world and he may be arrogant, but that is why I love him…He is always there for me and protects me in every way possible. He may treat me bad in front of people but that's only because he doesn't want anyone to know how deeply he feels for me. I know though. And I will make it up to him, for the rest of my life, I will do everything I can to make up for what I have done…And should he beat me, torture me, leave me…I deserve it all…" Bulma turned and slammed the door.

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"Coming, hold on, Please!" A sweet female voice rang through the door. Then suddenly it swung open. "Bulma!" She beamed. But her happiness suddenly faded, "Bulma? What's wrong?"

Bulma sniffed, "May I come in, Chi-Chi?"

"Yes, of course…"

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Chi-Chi continued to chop onions up for the breakfast that her 2 Sayians were waiting impatiently for. She contemplated still about Bulma coming, crying into her home and asking to take a shower and a change of clothes. What could have happened?

"Thanks, Chi-Chi." A sweet sad voice filled the room.

Chi-Chi turned quickly catching sight of the newly showered and dressed woman. "No problem Bulma. You know your always welcome here."

Bulma nodded, "Well I better get home." She turned and headed for the door.

"Bulma?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm here if you need to talk. You know that."

"Thanks again Chi. Oh, and if anyone asks, can you tell them I slept over here last night. Thanks." The door shut before Chi-Chi could even reply.

"Oh, Bulma I hope what ever it is that has happened you know I'm here." She whispered to no one.

"Chi-Chi is it done yet!?" Goku asked impatiently from the living room…