Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Obligation ❯ Fallen Kiss ( Chapter 8 )

The Mysteries of Love:

Saiyan Obligation

Chapter Eight

Fallen Kiss

"SO this is what you do when I am not here." Vegeta asked her in a deadly calm voice, only Bulma could see the rage burning in his eyes. "Entice my most powerful warriors, turning them into love sick puppies."

"Max and I are just friends Vegeta. Not that it's any of your business." Bulma defended.

"Max, friends." Vegeta spat the words out distastefully.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is the concept not familiar to you?" Bulma mocked.

"I do not have friends. Yes, so maybe the concept is strange to me."

"Well that's too bad. I like Max."

"When you say like, what exactly does that mean for a bonded woman with a child?" Vegeta asked while pretending to contemplate the situation.

Oh how she wanted to slap his arrogant face. Whenever an argument didn't go his way he always turned to reminding her of her mate and child.

"It means that I like having friends. I had a lot of those at home and I miss it."

Vegeta sighed. He knew he was being a little unreasonable, ok maybe a lot unreasonable, but he could not help it!

"So you are desperate for a little affection, is that it?"

"How dare you! Of course I feel lonely here. I'm isolated in this cave man world you've created. It's not like I can drive a car to the mall and go shopping or have lunch with my friends. I'm tired of it."

"You are an ungrateful spoilt little brat! You should never have become a mother with such selfish desires." He knew he should not have said such untrue words, for she was a wonderful and loving mother but the thought of her being unhappy with him enraged him. Unhappy with him? Where did that come from?

Bulma let the comment slide, since she wasn't a mother and neither was she anywhere near wanting to be one.

Vegeta found her silence odd. She was a passionate woman who had an opinion on everything and she was very dramatic and never took criticisms well.

So why was she so calm when he had attacked her parenting skills? Did she really not care for being a mother? After all, she had insisted the child called her by her name. Or was it that he wanted to get a rise out of her?

During the time he had spent away, he had missed her! Her fiery temper, her beautiful face, her lively attitude, her sexy body, her sweet scent, hell even her non stop chattering!

For a man who had lived most of his life without thinking twice about another being, he sure did think a lot about this woman. Hell, he could not stop thinking about her! Every second of every day she invaded his thoughts and he could not even find solace in sleep. For she would come to him in his dreams, tormenting him to the point of pain!

"Nothing to say?" Vegeta mocked. "That is a first!"

"What do you want Vegeta?" Bulma sighed.

You! The word was at the tip of his tongue! He could not deny it anymore, not even to himself!

"Are you not pleased to see me?"

She frowned at him. She was always suspicious of his motives. Just like a warrior who never let his guard down. She analyzed every word he said to her!

"Why would I be? You're the one who has been avoiding me." Bulma said cautiously, not liking where this conversation was leading to at all! He went from burning with rage, from trying to goad her to charming in the space of ten minutes.

"Is that what has got you so lonely Bulma? Have you been missing me?" He took a step towards her. The sound of her name on his lips sounding like a caress against her sensitive flesh. Bulma felt herself move away from him in indecision.

"Why would I miss an arrogant jerk like you?"

He chuckled. The husky sound making her shudder. "You have learned a few tricks from me I see. Answering a question with a question. I am impressed."

Bulma rolled her eyes at him.

"So what are these plans you have with Maxum tomorrow?"

"That is none of your business."

"Mmm, maybe. But I did not think he was your type." Vegeta baited her.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what I said!" He took another step towards her causing her to move another step back.

If he keeps this up I'm going to end up in the lake. Bulma thought to herself.

"I don't have time for this." Bulma said as she made to move away but Vegeta took a few steps forward forcing her to move backwards. She was already at the edge of the lake but she was also so close to Vegeta that if she took in a breath her breasts would brush against his chest.

"Vegeta." She whipered.

"Yes?" He whispered too.

"Stop it." She said lamely.

"Stop what?" He asked innocently.

"You know damn well what! I'm going to fall into the lake."

"After six months under my protection and you still do not trust me."

He did not know how true his words were.

"I find it very hard to completely trust a man who can kill without flinching." Bulma said coldly.

She would never know how her words stung. He was a man who was ruthless, he showed no remorse and although he may not kill as much as he used to his soul had been destroyed along time ago. Destroyed from all the sins he had committed, making taking a life now, even if it were to punish, as easy as breathing.

"I am who I am!" He said simply.

"Well I think it's all an act." Bulma said. Infuriated that he refused to change, that he did not mind being a cold blooded killer, even if he felt his actions were justified!

"An act?" He asked genuinely confused.

"Yes. You put up this whole tough guy act just to protect yourself from feeling. You're afraid of opening up yourself for the fear of getting hurt." Bulma said.

"Maybe." He whispered moving closer towards her. She felt her breath catch from the warmth his nearness emanated. He probably wasn't even listening to her because if he had he would definitely not be agreeing with her that easily, she thought.

"I know about your horrible past Vegeta. I know how Frieza treated you! I know he wiped out your entire race, even your father but you have finally won. Its time to let go and move on." Bulma advised.

"Do not speak of things you have no clue about woman." His voice was so calm and soft, though she heard the threat in it!

He refused to face his past and she knew that he would never move on if he still allowed the past to haunt him! He was stuck in blaming himself for things he had not control over, for surviving and for being weak enough to have to listen to Frieza! He could not forgive himself!

"Fine." Bulma said knowing that there was not point in arguing. He was as stubborn as her and she would not fight a loosing battle.

He bent his head then, an act that caught Bulma of guard! She lost her footing and instinctively grabbed onto Vegeta for balance. Her arms tightly wound around his neck and her body pressed securely into his.

She felt his smirk against her neck before he took in a deep breath.

"Vegeta." She moaned.

"I do not know how woman, but you have some hold over me." He said honestly as he brought back his head to look at her flushed face. His hands were clenched in tight fists at his sides. He knew if he held her he would loose all control.

His words pierced Bulmas heart! She understood exactly what he meant! There was an attraction between them that was so powerful, yet unexplainable, that both were powerless to resist. Well at least she was. She felt the absence of his arms around her and she felt the tension in his muscular body! He was fighting it would all he had.

Bulma did not know why the thought annoyed her, she just knew that she was tired of resisting! She wanted to give in.

She pulled his head down to hers and initiated a kiss that made her head spin.

It must have had the same reaction for Vegeta for she felt his resistance crumble.

He wrapped his hands tightly around her waist as he deepened the kiss. Their tongues met in a fierce duel, both seeking to tame the other. Bulma pressed closer to him as if she were trying to fuse both their bodies into one! The need that emanated from them was palpable! She moaned as she felt his tail come up to caress her bare calve and thigh making her legs feel as if they would give away.

Vegeta could not believe the passion that Bulma put into one kiss. His body was in a semi state of arousal from the moment he had seen her, but now he was rock hard! He wanted to taste more than her hot delicious mouth! He was on fire and he had a strong feeling that it was this woman who lit the flame! She was a spark in his life, a spark that lit the darkest corridors of his miserable existence!

He had had many females in his life, but not one, had ever managed to arouse such want in him, such need! No one had even come close! He had only bedded them for the simple reason that he was a virile young Saiyan! But this woman he wanted, needed, craved!

How could he let go of her now? The answer was voiced by a six year old boy.

"Bulma?" The confused and surprised boy queried.

Vegeta had no choice in the matter! He had to let go.