Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Silver Springs ❯ Chapter 4 : Next to You ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Severina 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.13.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 826 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.13.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 826 | Status: Completed
**=journal entries
Chapter 4: Next to You
"Well I figured that we'd stay here until after Vegeta leaves, then we can go ahead and see if this plan King Kai and I came up with will work." Goku said as they returned to his ship, the sight of the Capsule Corporation logo have never been more beautiful in Bulma's eyes. Piccalo, Goku, Krillin and Gohan ate and fell asleep in the comfortable beds available in the ship. Seeing her chance, Bulma ran from the ship.
She ran as fast as she could as the warm tears spilled down her face. Salt stained her lips as the wind dried the emotion to her face. She didn't know where she was going or even why she was crying. She wanted to go somewhere, anywhere to think and clear her head. The vision of Vegeta ripping the spine out of Frieza played in front of her eyes. And she didn't recoil in horror. She was happy he had killed him. She was happy that he had finally beaten the demon that chased him nightly in his dreams. Cresting a hill, she saw Frieza's, now Vegeta's, ship resting in the distance. Somehow, she knew she would eventually end up there.
Vegeta lay in his quarters, exhausted but for the first time in his life, happy. He had done it. Attained Super Saiyan and defeated Frieza just as he knew he always would. He was finally free, no longer living under the thumb of the man who had taken pleasure in attempting to break his will and pride for almost thirty years. Revenge had been his, he felt the relief and pride swell through him as the monster's chest plate gave way, allowing him access to his insides. They had been cold, cold like the water in a cooler after the ice melts. Even through his joy, Vegeta felt a chill run over his body, knowing the feel of Frieza's freezing organs would be imprinted in his head forever.
He told the crew that he had business to attend to, which was a lie. He didn't have any business on Namek, but he had wanted rest. He didn't want to arrive at the capital worn out with his mind dulled from fatigue. He had placed Frieza's body in storage and when he returned to the capital, he would throw it down in the square for everyone to see, so they would know the truth. That he had finally done it. Broken the iron grip Frieza had over numerous galaxies. And now, the empire was all his. They would bow to him now, he would control everything. He was the undisputed King of the universe.
A noise jolted him out of his glory soaked thoughts. He quietly crept out of the room, heading in the direction of the sound. As he neared the source of the noise, he stopped. Blue hair flowed loosely over her shoulders, her eyes wet and bright from the tears that had fallen over her flushed cheeks. She was pulling in air, attempting to control her pounding heart. He stepped into view. They locked eyes, staring at each other without a word. He reached his hand up to her face, cupping it. Grabbing her hand, he led her down the hallway.
They reached his quarters and slammed the heavy door behind them. Instantly, he fell upon her lips, kissing her deeply. He left her lips, traveling down her neck and down her chest, unzipping her dress as he went. She was clad only in her underwear by the time he reached her stomach; kissing and sucking her flesh the whole way. He moved lower and took in her scent before hooking his fingers around the straps to her panties and slowly sliding them down her shapely legs. His tongue moved back up her thigh as his head made her spread her legs farther. Reaching her hands down, she entangled them in the spiky hair.
He tasted her, writing the Saiyan alphabet with his tongue over her womanhood. He moved his hand up to her, entering her slowly as he continued licking her. She couldn't think straight. Everything else fell away and all that was left was she, he and the room. She couldn't remember what planet she was on and that didn't bother her. Soon her knees gave out and he slowly lowered her body to the floor, never breaking his stride. She was on the floor with her legs in the air and her hands tangled in his hair as he flicked his tongue over her again and again, driving her to the breaking point.
Removing his clothing as fast as possible he knelt between her shaking legs and brushed his tip along her satin entrance. Without warning, he slid slowly and deliberately into her. Pushing himself all the way in, he slid all the way out before plunging in again in a slow, Sunday-drive pace. Meeting his lips again, she could taste herself on them mixing pleasantly with the taste of his mouth.
His pace was wonderfully slow. It was the same pace of large snowflakes falling straight down out of the sky or the pace of summer sunsets; perfect, deliberate and utterly enjoyable. It went on forever before she was brought to an orgasm, floating away on a river of pure bliss as he emptied into her at the same moment. He kissed her before rolling off her body, pulling her into his embrace as he went. She listened to the sound of his heart in his chest committing it to memory. They had made love in perfect silence, not one word or moan uttered from either one. She was the first to break that silence.
"I shouldn't be here." She whispered as she barely kept her tears from splattering on his chest. "I shouldn't be lying in the arms of the man who all but destroyed my life. But God help me Vegeta, I can't stay away, I can't bring myself to walk out that door right now and never look back knowing..." she trailed off. There was no end to that sentence. She didn't know what she had intended to say. "I just can't-" he tipped her face up to look at her and captured her lips in another kiss.
They broke and it was her turn to explore his body with her mouth. She drifted down his chest kissing the scars as she went, loving the feel of his skin pressed against hers. He was ready again by the time she got to his waist and she captured him between her lips savoring him as she would her favorite ice cream cone. Sliding up and down his shaft she ran her hands along his muscular legs and inner thighs, bringing gasps from him. She grabbed him below where her lips were and began to work her hand in time with her head, tightening and relaxing as she went. It was his turn to entangle his hands in her hair as he arched involuntarily in to her movements. Opening her eyes, she watched his face as she continued her torture. His head was thrown back and his lips were parted slightly. His eyelids actually fluttered a bit, a sure sign that he was enjoying himself. Trying not to smile she removed her hand and deep throated him without warning, sending him over the edge.
He gasped and moaned all in the same breath, as she tasted the saltiness of him for the first time. She held her head perfectly still as he finished, swallowing without thinking. He pulled her up by the shoulders and kissed her neck and ears, bringing her hips up and impaling her on his still rock-hard member. She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her again.
"Hey guys? Has anyone seen Bulma?" Krillin asked after they had all finished sleeping.
"Not since after we ate." Gohan said sleepily, still lying in bed. It had been almost 10 hours since they all passed out after the meal.
"She's probably wandering around doin' somethin' scientific." Goku said, his voice barely audible due to the pillow covering his head.
"Well, I'm gonna go look for her."
"K...hey check to see if Vegeta left." Goku mumbled.
"Can do." Krillin said as he left the ship. He wasn't worried about Bulma, what Goku had said made sense to him. She was always wandering off in some weird direction and coming back with either a strange specimen of some random animal or a rock or god only knew what else. He searched for her ki. Even though she had a very low ki, he had been around her for so long it was easy for him to find. When he found it he found that it was very close to Vegeta's. Suppressing his own ki, he sprinted in her direction instantly worried about his friend.
He came to a hilltop and saw Vegeta's ship in the valley. He wasn't gone yet. Krillin scanned the area looking for any sign of Bulma. He found her standing on the ramp of the ship, looking at Vegeta. Krillin readied himself to attack the Saiyan the minute he made a wrong move.
::What the fuck is she doing down there?:: he asked himself, watching Bulma like an older brother watches his little sister. Vegeta moved suddenly and Krillin gathered himself, getting ready to attack the man head on, knowing that he had no chance of winning. And he stopped suddenly as if slapped. Vegeta was kissing her. And she had no problem kissing him back. He could see Bulma melt into his arms as her own hands ran through his hair. Krillin's jaw hit the ground. They broke away from each other and she descended down the ramp and stopped at the bottom. Her lips moved but he was too far away to hear what she was saying. Vegeta stared at her for a long moment before closing the door to the ship. Seconds later it left the ground and streaked towards the sky as Bulma watched it go, her eyes shining like diamonds from the tears gathering in them.
Arriving at her side even his human sense of smell could detect the scent of sex coming from her. He watched as she sat on the ground, eyes still locked on the sky.
"Bulma! What the hell was that?" he demanded as he glared at the blue-haired woman with her eyes brimming with tears. She looked at him like it was the first time she had seen him in a very long time.
"Krillin? I-" she said as a tear slid down her cheek.
"Why the hell were you KISSING him? HIM of all people?" her eyes answered for her. "Oh God. You didn't!" silence from Bulma as another tear slid down her face. "You did! You SLEPT WITH HIM?" she nodded as tears began to fall from her eyes. Krillin's disbelief turned to rage in an instant.
"How the hell could you do that? With him of all people! He killed your friends! He killed your boyfriend, your childhood sweetheart! Yamcha, remember him? God damn it Bulma! Yamcha would have never done something like this to you! He loves you! Did you even think about that? No you didn't. What the hell were you thinking? What? Because he beat Frieza you had to sleep with him? If I had beaten Frieza would you have fucked me too?" he screamed, his face red as a tomato.
"Krillin please! It's...It wasn't like that ok?" she begged, her voice shaky.
"Then what was it?" he demanded coldly, glaring at the woman he thought he knew.
"I don't know. Everything is so confusing right now...I need time to think." She whispered as she turned her face back to the sky.
"And what about Yamcha? What will you tell him when we bring him back?" she just shook her head, eyes fastened on the sky where he had disappeared.
**I didn't know what I was going to tell Yamcha. Krillin was right, what I had done was wrong. Yamcha loved me more than anything in the world and I had gone and cheated on him with the one man I should have hated. But I couldn't bring myself to hate Vegeta. He was like air, he was like water. I needed him in order to survive.
And as I sat there on the hard ground of Namek, sore from our hours of constant lovemaking the only thought that I could think was that I would have said yes. If he had only asked me to go with him I would have left everything behind. My friends, my parents, the earth and even Yamcha, they were nothing when compared to the thought of spending one more second in his arms. I would have given my life for one more moment with him, died for the taste of his lips or the feel of his skin sliding against mine. Mostly for the way I felt when he looked at me with those intense eyes, unreadable and emotional all at the same time. I would have given everything up for one more taste of the heaven we had created in that dark room aboard his ship.
I didn't see him again for almost 17 years...**
-Excerpt from the journals of Bulma Briefs, 796 AD.
Chapter 4: Next to You
"Well I figured that we'd stay here until after Vegeta leaves, then we can go ahead and see if this plan King Kai and I came up with will work." Goku said as they returned to his ship, the sight of the Capsule Corporation logo have never been more beautiful in Bulma's eyes. Piccalo, Goku, Krillin and Gohan ate and fell asleep in the comfortable beds available in the ship. Seeing her chance, Bulma ran from the ship.
She ran as fast as she could as the warm tears spilled down her face. Salt stained her lips as the wind dried the emotion to her face. She didn't know where she was going or even why she was crying. She wanted to go somewhere, anywhere to think and clear her head. The vision of Vegeta ripping the spine out of Frieza played in front of her eyes. And she didn't recoil in horror. She was happy he had killed him. She was happy that he had finally beaten the demon that chased him nightly in his dreams. Cresting a hill, she saw Frieza's, now Vegeta's, ship resting in the distance. Somehow, she knew she would eventually end up there.
Vegeta lay in his quarters, exhausted but for the first time in his life, happy. He had done it. Attained Super Saiyan and defeated Frieza just as he knew he always would. He was finally free, no longer living under the thumb of the man who had taken pleasure in attempting to break his will and pride for almost thirty years. Revenge had been his, he felt the relief and pride swell through him as the monster's chest plate gave way, allowing him access to his insides. They had been cold, cold like the water in a cooler after the ice melts. Even through his joy, Vegeta felt a chill run over his body, knowing the feel of Frieza's freezing organs would be imprinted in his head forever.
He told the crew that he had business to attend to, which was a lie. He didn't have any business on Namek, but he had wanted rest. He didn't want to arrive at the capital worn out with his mind dulled from fatigue. He had placed Frieza's body in storage and when he returned to the capital, he would throw it down in the square for everyone to see, so they would know the truth. That he had finally done it. Broken the iron grip Frieza had over numerous galaxies. And now, the empire was all his. They would bow to him now, he would control everything. He was the undisputed King of the universe.
A noise jolted him out of his glory soaked thoughts. He quietly crept out of the room, heading in the direction of the sound. As he neared the source of the noise, he stopped. Blue hair flowed loosely over her shoulders, her eyes wet and bright from the tears that had fallen over her flushed cheeks. She was pulling in air, attempting to control her pounding heart. He stepped into view. They locked eyes, staring at each other without a word. He reached his hand up to her face, cupping it. Grabbing her hand, he led her down the hallway.
They reached his quarters and slammed the heavy door behind them. Instantly, he fell upon her lips, kissing her deeply. He left her lips, traveling down her neck and down her chest, unzipping her dress as he went. She was clad only in her underwear by the time he reached her stomach; kissing and sucking her flesh the whole way. He moved lower and took in her scent before hooking his fingers around the straps to her panties and slowly sliding them down her shapely legs. His tongue moved back up her thigh as his head made her spread her legs farther. Reaching her hands down, she entangled them in the spiky hair.
He tasted her, writing the Saiyan alphabet with his tongue over her womanhood. He moved his hand up to her, entering her slowly as he continued licking her. She couldn't think straight. Everything else fell away and all that was left was she, he and the room. She couldn't remember what planet she was on and that didn't bother her. Soon her knees gave out and he slowly lowered her body to the floor, never breaking his stride. She was on the floor with her legs in the air and her hands tangled in his hair as he flicked his tongue over her again and again, driving her to the breaking point.
Removing his clothing as fast as possible he knelt between her shaking legs and brushed his tip along her satin entrance. Without warning, he slid slowly and deliberately into her. Pushing himself all the way in, he slid all the way out before plunging in again in a slow, Sunday-drive pace. Meeting his lips again, she could taste herself on them mixing pleasantly with the taste of his mouth.
His pace was wonderfully slow. It was the same pace of large snowflakes falling straight down out of the sky or the pace of summer sunsets; perfect, deliberate and utterly enjoyable. It went on forever before she was brought to an orgasm, floating away on a river of pure bliss as he emptied into her at the same moment. He kissed her before rolling off her body, pulling her into his embrace as he went. She listened to the sound of his heart in his chest committing it to memory. They had made love in perfect silence, not one word or moan uttered from either one. She was the first to break that silence.
"I shouldn't be here." She whispered as she barely kept her tears from splattering on his chest. "I shouldn't be lying in the arms of the man who all but destroyed my life. But God help me Vegeta, I can't stay away, I can't bring myself to walk out that door right now and never look back knowing..." she trailed off. There was no end to that sentence. She didn't know what she had intended to say. "I just can't-" he tipped her face up to look at her and captured her lips in another kiss.
They broke and it was her turn to explore his body with her mouth. She drifted down his chest kissing the scars as she went, loving the feel of his skin pressed against hers. He was ready again by the time she got to his waist and she captured him between her lips savoring him as she would her favorite ice cream cone. Sliding up and down his shaft she ran her hands along his muscular legs and inner thighs, bringing gasps from him. She grabbed him below where her lips were and began to work her hand in time with her head, tightening and relaxing as she went. It was his turn to entangle his hands in her hair as he arched involuntarily in to her movements. Opening her eyes, she watched his face as she continued her torture. His head was thrown back and his lips were parted slightly. His eyelids actually fluttered a bit, a sure sign that he was enjoying himself. Trying not to smile she removed her hand and deep throated him without warning, sending him over the edge.
He gasped and moaned all in the same breath, as she tasted the saltiness of him for the first time. She held her head perfectly still as he finished, swallowing without thinking. He pulled her up by the shoulders and kissed her neck and ears, bringing her hips up and impaling her on his still rock-hard member. She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her again.
"Hey guys? Has anyone seen Bulma?" Krillin asked after they had all finished sleeping.
"Not since after we ate." Gohan said sleepily, still lying in bed. It had been almost 10 hours since they all passed out after the meal.
"She's probably wandering around doin' somethin' scientific." Goku said, his voice barely audible due to the pillow covering his head.
"Well, I'm gonna go look for her."
"K...hey check to see if Vegeta left." Goku mumbled.
"Can do." Krillin said as he left the ship. He wasn't worried about Bulma, what Goku had said made sense to him. She was always wandering off in some weird direction and coming back with either a strange specimen of some random animal or a rock or god only knew what else. He searched for her ki. Even though she had a very low ki, he had been around her for so long it was easy for him to find. When he found it he found that it was very close to Vegeta's. Suppressing his own ki, he sprinted in her direction instantly worried about his friend.
He came to a hilltop and saw Vegeta's ship in the valley. He wasn't gone yet. Krillin scanned the area looking for any sign of Bulma. He found her standing on the ramp of the ship, looking at Vegeta. Krillin readied himself to attack the Saiyan the minute he made a wrong move.
::What the fuck is she doing down there?:: he asked himself, watching Bulma like an older brother watches his little sister. Vegeta moved suddenly and Krillin gathered himself, getting ready to attack the man head on, knowing that he had no chance of winning. And he stopped suddenly as if slapped. Vegeta was kissing her. And she had no problem kissing him back. He could see Bulma melt into his arms as her own hands ran through his hair. Krillin's jaw hit the ground. They broke away from each other and she descended down the ramp and stopped at the bottom. Her lips moved but he was too far away to hear what she was saying. Vegeta stared at her for a long moment before closing the door to the ship. Seconds later it left the ground and streaked towards the sky as Bulma watched it go, her eyes shining like diamonds from the tears gathering in them.
Arriving at her side even his human sense of smell could detect the scent of sex coming from her. He watched as she sat on the ground, eyes still locked on the sky.
"Bulma! What the hell was that?" he demanded as he glared at the blue-haired woman with her eyes brimming with tears. She looked at him like it was the first time she had seen him in a very long time.
"Krillin? I-" she said as a tear slid down her cheek.
"Why the hell were you KISSING him? HIM of all people?" her eyes answered for her. "Oh God. You didn't!" silence from Bulma as another tear slid down her face. "You did! You SLEPT WITH HIM?" she nodded as tears began to fall from her eyes. Krillin's disbelief turned to rage in an instant.
"How the hell could you do that? With him of all people! He killed your friends! He killed your boyfriend, your childhood sweetheart! Yamcha, remember him? God damn it Bulma! Yamcha would have never done something like this to you! He loves you! Did you even think about that? No you didn't. What the hell were you thinking? What? Because he beat Frieza you had to sleep with him? If I had beaten Frieza would you have fucked me too?" he screamed, his face red as a tomato.
"Krillin please! It's...It wasn't like that ok?" she begged, her voice shaky.
"Then what was it?" he demanded coldly, glaring at the woman he thought he knew.
"I don't know. Everything is so confusing right now...I need time to think." She whispered as she turned her face back to the sky.
"And what about Yamcha? What will you tell him when we bring him back?" she just shook her head, eyes fastened on the sky where he had disappeared.
**I didn't know what I was going to tell Yamcha. Krillin was right, what I had done was wrong. Yamcha loved me more than anything in the world and I had gone and cheated on him with the one man I should have hated. But I couldn't bring myself to hate Vegeta. He was like air, he was like water. I needed him in order to survive.
And as I sat there on the hard ground of Namek, sore from our hours of constant lovemaking the only thought that I could think was that I would have said yes. If he had only asked me to go with him I would have left everything behind. My friends, my parents, the earth and even Yamcha, they were nothing when compared to the thought of spending one more second in his arms. I would have given my life for one more moment with him, died for the taste of his lips or the feel of his skin sliding against mine. Mostly for the way I felt when he looked at me with those intense eyes, unreadable and emotional all at the same time. I would have given everything up for one more taste of the heaven we had created in that dark room aboard his ship.
I didn't see him again for almost 17 years...**
-Excerpt from the journals of Bulma Briefs, 796 AD.