Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Show Him How ❯ It's bliss... ( Chapter 24 )

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

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Author's Note: Okay everyone! First things first, I wanted to apologize for this chapter being so late…The ho-hum-ness of real life struck again, full force. I had am extraordinarily busy week, and I didn't even get the chance to start writing this until I was supposed to be posting it. But if anyone complains, expect me to be pissed, because I've been under a lot of stress lately, what with school being a dink. Also, the upcoming Christmas season (haven't even started my shopping yet) and then, of course, there's a little problem with a group of prissy girls who are pretty much stealing all my guy friends, except for two of them. But I won't go into that, 'cause I'm sure you don't want to hear it.

Anyway, on with the story!

*Special thanks to Vegetababe, Eric Jacobson, Kat8125 and Bulma Peacecraft for beta-ing*

Show Him How

Chapter 24

It's bliss…

Last Time: Bulma and Vegeta…whole chapter lemon…awwww yeah…

He was warm and comfortable, completely relaxed as he held the little female in his arms. Her skin was so soft and smooth against his, and she smelled all over of their lovemaking the previous night. His tail curled slowly around her thigh, his movements slow so as not to wake her.

Vegeta had been awake for at least an hour, simply enjoying the state of complete bliss that engulfed him. All thoughts of Gomer were, for the moment, shut completely out of his mind as he focused completely on the woman in his arms. He wanted her again, but he dared not wake her from her peaceful slumber; he dared not break the serenity in the room.

It had been a long time since Vegeta felt this much at peace…perhaps the last time he had been able to relax in such a manner was the day he turned five. His father had allowed him to skip all of his training sessions and classes, so the small prince had spent the day lazing in his bed and playing happily, with no knowledge that in a matter of two weeks, his life would be forever changed by a warlord named Frieza.

Such thoughts were completely dormant in his mind, however, if only for the moment. It was nice…to simply listen to Bulma's soft breathing, to run his fingers through the silky hair splayed across the pillows. He had scarcely moved though, in the time he had been awake, opting to simply close his eyes and enjoy the peaceful moment.

Vegeta sighed quietly and opened his eyes, tightening his grip around his female's body. It was so different…so odd to feel so…happy. He wasn't used to serenity and peace. Nearly his whole life, he had thrived on chaos and anger…but now…now things were different, and he was confused.

It wasn't necessarily a bad different, he figured, it was even sort of a nice different. He had always been told that such feelings caused one to become weak…but if that was so, why did he feel as if he could do anything, as long as she was by his side?

"Mmm…" Bulma moaned quietly in her sleep and snuggled into his chest, her arms curled so her palms were resting against him. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, but widened as she realized where she was and whom she was with. "Ve…Vegeta…" she flushed hotly and tried to squirm away, but he wouldn't let her.

"Who did you expect?" he teased, his arms tightening around her as his tail flicked about, brushing her thighs.

"Um…well…it's not that…" she stuttered as the Vegeta nuzzled her neck. It felt so good to be in his arms, but she felt so horrible about what she had done… She felt that she had taken advantage of the Saiyan's distressed state of mind…

Suddenly, there was a knocking at the door. Grumbling, Vegeta pulled himself away from Bulma and yanked on the pants he had been wearing the night before, and stalked over to the door.

"Vegeta sama…I was told to inform you that the Gomer's Ceremony of Passing has been scheduled for this afternoon. Toomar says he would like to see you soon in the main office, to discuss the ceremony in more detail." The young cadet squirmed uncomfortably as he spoke; glad to get away.

Gomer…

Vegeta's mind flooded once again with the thoughts that he had banished earlier that morning, and he felt the familiar pang in his heart come back full force. His muscles tightened painfully, loath to give up their formerly relaxed state, and his features hardened again, the familiar hateful sneer alighting on his face.

"Vegeta…" Bulma put one palm on his shoulder, feeling the tense muscles. "I…" she stuttered, completely unsure of what to say. He looked so…so completely crushed.

"I need to go bathe." He snapped, not meaning to be cruel to her. She sighed quietly, wrapping her arms around her body, clad once again in Vegeta's robe, thinking that he had realized how she acted and was angry. "You…you should too." He murmured, looking over at her with such vulnerability in his eyes that she couldn't turn away, no matter what her mind was saying.

Cautiously, Bulma dropped her robe, testing the temperature of the bath water with her toes. Satisfied that it wouldn't scald her, she stepped daintily in, and was immediately pulled into Vegeta's lap. Not having the heart to protest, she leant back against his chest, simply wishing that he wasn't so upset and in need of comfort. Even after what he had said the previous night, she didn't believe that he actually meant to end up in bed with her from the beginning. She fully believed that he had needed the comfort, and that it was her fault that they had ended up in bed together, and she felt terrible for 'taking advantage' of the proud Saiyan Prince.

Slowly, Vegeta rubbed the soap across Bulma's stomach and breasts, creating a foamy lather as he bathed her, ever so carefully. It wouldn't do to leave the scent of their lovemaking all over her without having bitten her, for some foolish person might decide to say something, and then she would end up thinking that all he had said to her the previous night was a lie… And he couldn't have that, not with how emotional Bulma seemed to be. She would hate him forever if she thought he had played with her fragile little heart, and he couldn't bear that.

She sighed and lay back, surrendering completely to his gentle ministrations. They were so sensual…yet at the same time devoid of any sexual intent on his part. Had it been any other time but this, she knew she would be all over him by now, just begging to be touched…but with thoughts of Gomer's death looming overhead, neither of them could think of pleasing themselves in such a manner. Today would be a day for mourning, and so would every other day, Bulma decided, until Vegeta was ready to take reign and continue their relationship. She vowed that she would do everything in her power to prevent them from coupling again until she was completely sure that he wasn't just looking for comfort.

Bulma took the soap from the prince when he was done washing her, and gently began to clean him in the same manner, with touches and caresses that, at any other time, would have had them both desperate to mate. When she was done, they rinsed carefully and dried each other off with the soft, fluffy white towels that had been provided for Vegeta. They dressed carefully afterward, Vegeta in his finest armor and Bulma in a pair of his sweats and a T-shirt until she could get back to her own room to change.

"Ahh, Vegeta, I'm sorry to wake you so early this morning." Toomar greeted the Saiyan Prince, offering him a chair as he entered the academy's main office. "But as you know, the Ceremony of Passing must be performed soon, and well, I was hoping that you would take part in the organization, and perhaps the ceremony itself, seeing as Gomer and yourself have always been quite close."

"Hn." Vegeta nodded, recalling what Gomer had told him about the Ceremony of Passing, a sacred tradition in his culture.

"I've gathered information about the Ceremony, and called in a Tumarian High Priest to perform the duties. I was hoping that you would retrieve Gomer's finest armor so that we can dress his…remains."

Vegeta shuddered and paled visibly at the thought of the hideous empty skin of his friend, dressed in the armor meant for a fine warrior, but nodded anyway. For Gomer's sake, he would do everything the Tumarian High Priest asked of him in order to ensure the Ceremony of Passing went well.

"I'll get it and bring it back here." He said, turning on his heel and swishing out the doorway in an impressive display. He would be strong, and we would not break down. Gomer wouldn't want to see his old friend in such shameful tears.

Bulma made her way slowly back to the dormitory, dreading what Yuki, Remp, and especially Heque would say about her not coming in last night, and showing up in the morning wearing Vegeta's clothing. Normally, they would be off in classes at the moment, but the previous day's events had been reason enough to cancel classes today.

Poor Vegeta…she felt so awful for him…the only person he had ever called a friend was dead and gone…unless…She shook her head, wondering if it was a good idea to mention the dragonballs to Vegeta. She didn't know the customs on raising the dead and didn't know if he would be offended…but then again, he hadn't seemed to upset when the dragonballs brought him back to life on Namek…

With a soft creak, the door to Gomer's room opened, allowing Vegeta to step inside. He sighed, looking around at the mess Mortipus had made, before a strange scent caught his attention. The odor of blood was faint in the air, as well as the smell of sweat…female sweat. Concentrating hard, Vegeta strained with all of his senses, feeling the remnants of a ki coming from the bedroom. Quickly, he dashed in, and seeing a lump beneath the bedcovers, he pulled back the blankets to reveal a bloody, bruised mass, two glassy magenta eyes staring blankly at the wall.

"Poro…"

OH MAN! Evil kitty! Evil, evil kitty!

Next Time: What the hell happened to Poro??? And what's with Bulma? Does she honestly think that she took advantage of Vegeta?

So anyway, there's the chapter! Please review, but I already know this chapter was late, so there's no need to mention it!