Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Needed ❯ Needed To Live ( Chapter 14 )

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He had seen things like this before. Warriors in Frieza's army, that had killed millions, something would trigger inside their mind, their 'humanity' humans call it, would be awakened. Just out of no where they would fall to their knees in grief. Their mind would either leave them and they would stare without knowledge of anything. Or they went crazy, and had to be killed immediately.

He had witnessed many. Had killed a few of his own men for their weakness. But this was a human female. Nothing in comparison to those other fools.

Vegeta entered the woman's bedroom, breathing in her scent, calming his bond. Folding his arms across his chest, he stood before the bed, glaring at her blank gaze. Without another thought he ripped the sheet off of her and flung the woman over his shoulder. She said nothing, as if she wasn't aware. He flew out the window and from ten feet above the ground, he dropped her.

The cold temperature of the water that engulfed her, threw Bulma from her empty cage and she pushed herself above the water to gasp in air. She choked and spit, trying to push her heart out of her throat.

She pulled herself from the water and sat on the edge, shaking, whimpering, and cursing under her breath. She felt her ex land next to her and was quick to send him a glare wishing to wipe that smirk off of his humorous face. "What the fuck do you want?" She growled violently, wiping her face with the towel he had dropped on her head.

"Time is over. You will forget now."

Her feet hit the ground and she was in his face instantly, "Forget! You want me to forget! I am not a monster, Vegeta! I cannot just forget as easily as you can! You have killed billions! I have killed-" her voice strained and lowered in power. "I have killed one."

"One. And you let that one break you."

"No." She wiped her tear away. "I have let you break me. I have let you turn me into something I find repulsive. I have let you kill everything I once stood so strongly for. I let you break my heart over and over."

"I was just returning the favor. But it is done with."

"Done with?" She backed away, "So it's over is that what your telling me? That now after I have suffered years without you. After I have changed myself into a Sayian. After I have killed for you, you are willing to take me back. Well, fuck you. I don't want you back. I can't even stand the sight of you."

"Now were even. Do not think that after I leave here, I will come back, woman."

"I'm not stopping you." So enraged was he in his eyes, his face took the emotionless façade. Bulma watched him jump in the air, but she turned her back when he looked down upon her one last time. She felt the power of his rage, taking full powered flight away from her. And out of her life. For good.

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I left him that day. Not caring in the least for the man that was able to destroy me. Never thought I would ever say those words. Never thought I would say those words about him. There was nothing painful the days that followed. I was alone, forever. I knew never could I go with any other man. Vegeta was it for me. Nothing could replace him. No human anyway.

While he was in the GR, I put the capsules by his door in an envelope. All of his belongings, and all the food he could want for a full year. A house, bots to take care of everything, and another GR.

I started to feel better. Like my old self. Sometimes were harder then others. Banquets I had for my work, I was alone, rejecting any offers to dance. The newspapers of our split up went all across the world. The murder of Dagan was placed in the middle. I was questioned many times, and I'm sure if they could have found Vegeta they would be at his doorstep also. But the mystery was never found, my money keeping their silence.

Months since I last saw him. He needed my father to fix the GR. But I think it was mostly to see his son. Trunks doesn't really spend time with him, and that is his desire. I have never kept him from seeing his father but he just chose to stay with me. He's obviously still feeling betrayed by Vegeta's lies.

Since that day, I have gotten stronger mentally. I even returned back to my human state. I missed Vegeta too much as a Sayian because of our bond. And now it was bearable to get out of bed. Though honestly there were days were I wasn't as strong. A simple reminder of something he had would result in tears.

I will be wishing back Dagan, and if Vegeta finds out, I really didn't care. Knowing that the one I murdered will soon be alive, it didn't pain as much anymore. I still have nightmares, time when I just stare into space remembering his pain, his shock. But one word from my son and I was returned.

Last month was the tournament. And Vegeta killed himself, in hopes of saving everyone. The last moment I saw him, his face was twisted in an ugly, insane grin, basking in the glow of his renewed power. It was then I realized how much I still needed him.

And when I found out of his death, my heart was broken in two. The pain over powered the hate I felt for him. And I did truly hate him. And I am sure that he hates me. But still I love him. Still I dream of him. Ache for him.

The dragon balls had brought him back to me. I had to hold myself still when I saw him Trunks stubbornness left him, rejuvenated as I was by his reappearance. And though he pretended to be unaffected, I know he was relieved that I was still alive. It might have been the way his eyes touched mine just barely noticeable. But It was there.

It wasn't until later that night, Trunks in bed sleeping peacefully, did Vegeta land on my balcony. I was outside sitting in a lounge chair. He knew I waited for him.

Words were nothing then. I threw myself into his arms, repeating how sorry I was, and how much I loved him. And he held me, taking in my scent, and from what I could sense, he was pleased that I was human again.

Upon touching his lips, I felt alive for the first time in four years. All the pain was left out in the pouring rain as he made love to me, teeth sinking into my skin, then mine into his. Once again we were whole. No matter our stubborn pride, we both knew we needed each other. It was the only way to actually live.