Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Needed ❯ Aftermath ( Chapter 7 )

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Bulma sat on the floor against her son's empty bed. Her knees tucked firmly into her chest with her arms wrapped around them. Her tears have all been shed, her thoughts have all been thought, her feelings have all been felt. Now Bulma sat and stared at the wall before her, completely empty.

"Bulma?" Mrs. Briefs happy voice rang through from downstairs. When she got no response, Mrs. Briefs climbed up to the second story. Bulma heard a gasp come from the door way, "Bulma, Honey, what are you doing?" Bulma didn't reply. "Well, anyway, Breakfast is ready. She turned but then stalled and went into the room, "Where's Trunks?"

Bulma took her time to answer her mother. Her voice hollow but painful, it cracked from being so weak, "Vegeta has him."

"Oh. But they are not outside? Vegeta never brings him into the GR. Are they training in the mountains or something?"

Mrs. Briefs stared at her apparently distressed daughter, waiting patiently for an answer. "I don't know." Bulma slowly shook her head. Tears suddenly decided to pick this time to fall down her face, Bulma didn't even take notice as she continued to stare at the wall before her.

"What do you mean you don't know? What happened?" Bulma's body shook in sudden sobs. Mrs. Briefs, gasped, "Oh dear." She kneeled before her only daughter, placing her hand on Bulma's knee. "Bulma, what happened?" Bulma's body violently convulsed now. She suddenly threw her arms around her mother's neck, crying despairingly into it.

Mrs. Briefs was a little taken aback by her daughter's actions, but wrapped her arms tightly around Bulma trying to get her to desperately to stop crying.

"Mom! I did the worst thing in the world!" She sobbed.

"Oh, Bulma honey, it couldn't have been that bad."

"It was! The worst! Now Vegeta hates me! He took Trunks and left! I don't know where they went or when they'll be back!" Her body stopped shaking suddenly as Bulma pulled away and wrapped her arms around her knees again, "I don't think they will." She whispered.

"Bulma, what did you do?" Mrs. Briefs laid a hand on Bulma's head, smoothing her hair in efforts to calm her.

Bulma's sobbing had stopped. She stared straight ahead at nothing. Her voice and face deathly pale and weak as she spoke, barely auditable, "I cheated on him."

"You did what? How could you do that?" Her voice filled with disgust. "He is such a good man. Poor boy." "That was a very awful thing, Bulma. I can't believe you would do such a dishonest thing to such a good person. He's the father of your son and your husb--"

"Don't you think I know that! Don't you think I know that I have just ruined everything! That I have just thrown a way the love of my life because I was stupid! That I have just fucked up my entire life! That for the past 6 years I have been trying to obtain was all brought down by what I did! I know mom…I know." Bulma lowered her head into her mother's lap, grasping her dress, trying to ease the pain… "I can't breath" Bulma cried out, "I feel like I can't breath…"

Mrs. Briefs looked down at her hurting daughter in shock… Here she was chiding her daughter when she is all ready in so much pain… Mrs. Briefs laid her hands on her daughters hand and stroked the hair away from her face. "Shh…Honey. I'm sorry. There there." Mrs. Briefs bent down and kissed her head, humming a tune in her daughter's ear. Bulma's sobbing slowly died down as she concentrated on her mother's tune. "That's my baby girl. No more tears." She continued her lullaby.

"I don't know what to do." She whispered painfully. "You should have seen him mom. I never seen him so angry with me before." "He has never hit me before either…" She didn't even notice her mother taking a stall in her humming, "Never even raised a hand to me…And I deserve it all. I hurt him so bad. I don't want to lose him, mom. I don't know what to do."

"Oh come now. You'll figure something out. You're father is the most smartest person in the world next to you."

"What? What can I possibly do?"

"I don't know Bulma. You're the smart one. But I'll tell you one thing. You won't get anything done if you just sit here, crying about losing him. You're a Briefs. And when a Briefs wants something they go out and they get it."

"But he doesn't want me."

"That boy has been with you for 6 years. You broke into his dead heart and you awakened it. He will always want you because of it. And besides when have you ever let a little setback like that get in your way. You're the most stubborn creature I know besides Vegeta. So stop your whining and go get your family back. Do anything and everything you need too."

Bulma wiped her tears away and sat up to stare at her smiling mother. Bulma couldn't help but let out a little small laugh and throw her arms around her, "Thank you, Mom. I love you."

"Well that's good. I love you too, sweetheart. Now go." Mrs. Briefs pushed her away. "Go get breakfast, clean up and then get your family." Bulma nodded and kissed her mother's check then headed off.

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Bulma stepped into her father's office, explaining to him what had happened and how she would need a few weeks off to fix things.

"Anything dear, just as long as you get me my Grand--" A loud bang and screaming were being heard from outside the door. Bulma and Mr. Briefs ran out in confusion of what was with all the commotion. Their eyes went wide as the image presented itself.

Vegeta had his arm stretched out to hold the body of Dagan by the neck in the air while he continued to punch the human's stomach.

Bulma ran up to them, "Vegeta stop! Please." She cried.

"Why should I?" He growled never seizing his painful torture.

"Because Vegeta, he doesn't deserve this, please. If you want to hurt somebody hurt me. Please, I deserve it."

"So does he. This human knew you belonged to me."

"But he doesn't deserve this because I let him. Please stop."

Vegeta stalled, straightening himself but still not dropping the creature, glaring evilly at the semi-conscious human, {Do you feel for him, Bulma?} He harshly spoke under controlled anger

"What?" She asked heart-broken.

"Do you feel for him?" Anger spewed very word.

Bulma stuttered with her mouth that did not let any voice come. Finally, "He's a friend."

"Do you fuck all your 'friends'?" gasps were heard all around the room but Bulma as did Vegeta, ignored them.

"Veg--"

"You did not answer my question. Do. You. Feel. For him?"

She stalled then shook her head, "No." Looking away in shame.

"Then you won't mind if I kill him." Vegeta dropped his hand. Dagan stayed in the air for a fraction of a second and in that little time, Vegeta lifted his leg and plummeted into the human's stomach sending the body through desks and walls.

Vegeta dropped his foot and rotated to Bulma who had collapsed on her knees and stared at nothing in shock. He watched her for a second then went to her. He picked his mate up by the neck holding her arms length away, her feet barely touching. Bulma's eyes slowly traveled from the ground to his. "Do you feel the guilt yet?" He questioned. "This is your fault, bitch. Deal with it." Vegeta threw her to the ground then took flight from the nearest exit.

Mr. Briefs stared down at his sobbing daughter in shock. Suddenly somebody yelled, "Dagan's alive!"

The scientist broke from his gaze to give the order, "Quick take him to the Rega tank!" People ran and helped carry their co-worker to the tank. Mr. Briefs then bent down beside his daughter, "come on Bulma." He helped her rise to her feet.

Bulma wiped the tears of her face and pushed her father away, "I have to end this." She ran out the door leaving a whole staff stunned and confused.

She hopped into her car, driving fast over the Son's house. She banged on the door, "Goku! Goku!"

It swung open, "Hey Bulma!" He beamed.

"Goku, I need you to take me to Vegeta."

"Ok, hold on." He put two fingers to his head and concentrated. After a long while and to what seemed to Bulma forever, he finally exclaimed, "Found him. He's really far away."

"Ok, take me, come on." Bulma placed her hand on his shoulder and they were gone.

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They searched around this new place. "Where are we?"

"United states. Rocky mountains."

"Holy shit."

"Now, I felt him around here somewhere-Oh, he's in that cave right there." Goku pointed to a whole inside of a big boulder.

"Ok, stay here, Goku. I'll send Trunks out, you got to keep him busy."

"No problem."

Bulma slowly and nervously made her way in. Her eyes widened. It looked like a house. There was two beds, a couch, a portable TV and Fridge, and a fire, lighting the whole cave.

Her two Sayians were seated by the fire. Vegeta was the first to notice her. He turned his head to glare at her and growl in warning to leave. Trunks turned to see what his dad was mad about. His mom! Trunks ran up, "Mommy!"

Bulma bent down and picked him up in a tight embrace, "oh my baby, I was so worried about you."

"You don't have to worry about me. Daddy's here with me."

[That's why I was worried,]

"Get your slutty hands off my son." His voice rang angrily through the cavern.

Bulma nodded and set him down, bending to whisper in his ear, "Uncle Goku is outside, why don't you go spar with him."

"All right." He beamed and headed for the exit.

"No, you are to stay here, boy." Trunks turned in confusion.

"Vegeta, I need to talk to you. I promise, I will give Trunks back after we're done."

"Then talk but do not expect me to listen." Vegeta nodded once to his son to leave and then headed back to the fire.

Bulma sighed and took a step forward, "It wasn't suppose to happen like that. I just went there because I was upset with what you did."

"Do not make this my fault!" He snapped.

"No, Vegeta that's not what I'm doing." She sighed in frustration. "I just wanted comfort. I didn't think it would go that far. I didn't want it to go that far. Vegeta. You are the only one I want. Don't you know that? Can't you feel me? I know you hurt, I can feel it…"

"It is the bond, that I so foolishly started. I should have known better. I do not feel it because I stopped it when that revolting picture came into mind." He spat.

"Then finish it now. So you know and understand." Suddenly, he stood right before her. He roughly grabbed the back of her head, pushing it to the side and pulling her body closer. He sank his teeth down hard into her. Bulma screamed out and became limp. Vegeta's hand pressed up against her back pulling her body closer to him. He growled and bit down harder, drawing more blood, causing Bulma to whimper.

Several minutes later, he finally pulled out his teeth and licked the wound. His breathing was heavy as was Bulma. He then pulled away from her. Vegeta stared at her as she tiredly and weakly tried to keep her eyes open and catch her breath. She needed to know if he felt her guilt and sorrow but all she got back was a smirk.

"You will regret that move." He spat and pushed her away. Bulma stumbled back being confused, "If that is what you are afraid of then it will be done." His smirk faded, "Get out." Vegeta then went back to the fire.

Bulma regained her composure and wiped away the tears from her cheek. She was a little unsure on what he meant but pushed that thought aside, "I will prove to you Vegeta, that I deserve your heart. I will do anything to try and heal what I have done to you and show you that we need each other even if you don't want me anymore." She left never once looking back to see Vegeta watch her painfully walk away.

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Two Sayians dropped down before her. "Trunks," she whispered hurtfully, "Go to your father. You be a good boy." She bent down and hugged him.

Trunks stared at her confusingly, "Momma?"

"I'm leaving. I don't know when I'll be back. I love you, Trunks." She then stood and went to Goku.

Trunks went after her and tugged on her shirt, crying to her, "No momma, I want to come with you. Don't' leave! Let me get Daddy and we can go home together!" He cried.

Bulma ignored her son as she continued her way to Goku, "Trunks, go. Daddy's gonna take care of you now."

"No Momma Please! I'm sorry for what I did! I promise I will never tell on Daddy again! I promise!" Trunks pleaded not letting go of his mother.

Bulma tried to hold back her tears but they disobeyed her and feel down on her cheeks. She whispered to her son, "I'm sorry, baby," Bulma then slapped her son's cheek with all of her might. He fell a few feet away on his back, staring completely hurt and in utter disbelief. "Good bye Sweetie," She nodded to Goku resting her hand on his shoulder and they were gone.

Trunks let the tears flow down, "Momma!" He yelled which slowly turned to sobs, "Don't go…please…I'm sorry…" Trunks buried his face in the ground.

Vegeta strutted up to his broken child, "Boy." He warned, glaring down at him.

Trunks sobbed quietly, "She left."

Vegeta sighed and shut his eyes, painfully. [I am sorry, my son.] Vegeta opened his eyes, "That is right, boy. Your bitch mother left you. The slut is off fucking another male. You are an embarrassment to her so she went off to have another son. One that is not such a brat. She no longer wants you. You are nothing but a weak, pitiful, half breed. So brat, are you going to do something about it, or, are you going to lie there like the baby you are and whine about it." He spat all these words in disgust.

Trunks slowly rose to his hands and knees, letting all the tears ran off and fall to the ground and soak up in the dirt. His sobbing stalled, his shaking seized, his eyes narrowed, "Do something."

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Bulma immediately dropped her hand to cup her face as she let out a deep sob.

"Bulma?" Goku questioned, "What's wrong?" placing a hand on her shoulder.

Bulma leaned into him, placing her head on his chest as her body wrecked in sobs. Goku wrapped his arms around her, "Oh Kami, Goku. I hurt him…I hurt him so badly."

"Vegeta's a strong guy, Bulma. He can handle it."

"No." she stated and pulled away, sniffling, "That's not what I meant." Goku rested a hand on her shoulder again but this time Bulma turned her back to him coldly. Hesitantly, "I cheated on him…"

Goku was a little taken aback by this. "As in…you kissed someone?"

She shook her head, letting her hands drop to her sides, standing straight, still not facing him, "No. Much worse."

He blinked a few times in bafflement. "Why?"

She let out a half laugh, half sob, "I don't know. It' just happened."

"There has to be a reason. There's always a reason." He the threw his hand behind his head and laughed lightly, "At least that's what Chi-Chi says."

Bulma turned around flinging her hands up in the air then slamming them down while saying, "I don't know what to do." She admitted teary eyed. "I'm lost with out him."

"Well, I know whenever I did something Chi-Chi didn't like, I did something that made her happy and she eventually forgave me. All thought…I never did something like that. I think it's impossible for Sayians to even think about another other then their mate. At least that's what Vegeta told me. And I don't know what I would do if Chi-Chi ever did that. I'd probably kill the guy."

"He all ready did that." She whispered.

"Well Bulma, then just do anything you can to get him back. Vegeta needs you, Bulma. You just got to let him calm down. He's probably beyond furious right now and more then likely wants revenge. So…I'd just stay away from him for a while."

"Yeah, I guess your right, Goku. Thank you." She embraced him.

"No problem." Goku tightened his arms around her and took a deep breath to sigh in content but he stalled before he let it out… "Bulma? You're bleeding." He pulled away and searched her for cuts. His eyes widened a bit at the bite mark, "Vegeta?" She nodded sadly and looked away in embarrassment. "Come inside and get it cleaned up." He opened the door for her.

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Six months have past. Bulma hasn't seen any of her boys since then. Her Trunks was six years old now. Soon…Soon she would be able to face him. Soon she will be a able to face herself.

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Vegeta watched his powerful son continue to work himself. Bulma would be coming soon…He could feel it in the bond. His need to be with her, near her, inside her; pulled at his body with such intensity sometimes he thought he would go insane. If not for all the insanity he was surrounded for 20 years he probably would have…

He would be ready by then. Revenge will be completed…And the pain will subside. It had too.

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Bulma jumped from her air car and followed the sounds of the beeps getting quicker. Her eyes widened. She had finally found it. Bulma ran to it, "Yes!" She bent down and picked up the small orange ball happily. "It's about damn time! Half of a year I've been searching for you and finally I got them all!" She greedily leaped back to her car. "come and join you brother and sisters." She picked up the 6 other little balls in her arms and found a nice, clear spot to set them down.

Bulma called upon the eternal Dragon.

Vegeta will want her again…Now that she was just like him…