Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ True Love Conquers All ❯ Going home ( Chapter 11 )

True Love Conquers All

By: BardocksBabyGirl

Disclaimer: I do not own or make any money from DBZ, so please don't sue me.

*this* is thinking

~this~ is telepathy

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When last let off Bulma and Vegeta had just fired a Ki blast at Yamucha

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Chapter12

The blast had left Bulma very weak, causing her to fall, unconscious, into Vegeta's arms. Vegeta picked her up and cradled her to his chest.

"I am taking her back to C.C. now." And with those parting words, Vegeta flew off.

"Hmmph. Not even a `thank you'!" ChiChi complained, crossing her arms across her chest.

Goku quietly interjects "He appreciates the help, even if he can't voice that appreciation."

Turning back to Yamucha, they see what pain Vegeta and Bulma had inflicted.

He was unconscious, but his groin had been fried with Bulma's Ki blast.

Everyone was slightly aghast. Last they had heard, Yamucha and Bulma were on good terms. But it appeared that more had happened in a few days then they had thought. Everybody stood silent for a moment, then decided to go on there way.

Goku, clearing his throat, said "Guys, he got what he deserved for what he did to Bulma. To tell you the truth, if he had done anything like that to ChiChi, well… I'm not sure what I would've done, but… well you get the idea. I checked and Korin's beans won't be ready for a few days, so he'll need to be taken to the hospital until then. I'll take him, but we all need to talk to him when he is better."

Goku grabbed Yamucha and put his fingers to his forehead, instant- transmitting to the hospital, leaving behind some very shocked friends ChiChi called Gohan to come into the house, but he stood there for a moment, scratching his head and trying to figure out what had just happened. "Umm, mom… " He began, only to be interrupted by ChiChi. "Don't worry about it Gohan, you'll understand when your older." As they returned to their house, the other Z senshi took there leave of the Son house… for now.

~8~At Capsule Corps~8~

Vegeta landed on his bedroom balcony as softly as possible, figuring Bulma would be more comfortable sleeping in a different bed for awhile. He would have to remember to have the bots go in and clean her room. As soon as she felt up to it, he would take her to get a new bed. Her bed would just remind her of what she had been through. He gently laid her on the bed and then softly lay down beside her. ~She is such a perfect fit~ he thought, her soft curves seeming to just melt into his hard muscles. Her blue hair tickled his nose. But he lay there with her, just content in knowing that she was alive and with him. Before Vegeta knew it he was asleep.

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The next morning Bulma awoke to a strange room. She almost screamed, but then she felt Vegeta's strong arms wrapped around her and calmed. She sighed in relief, and snuggled in his arms a bit more. Trying to get back to sleep was useless, so she gently pulled at Vegeta's arms, which came away surprisingly easy. She quietly got up and made her way to the adjoining bathroom. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she saw how dull her eyes were, how pale her skin was. Bulma quickly washed her face and pulled her hair into a loose ponytail. As she left the room she looked at Vegeta one last time, and then made her way downstairs to make something to eat.

Vegeta got up shortly after Bulma, and followed her example of rinsing off a bit.

~Hey Vegeta, ~ Bulma called to him through their link. ~I have some steak, potatoes, and bread made if want an-~

But before she could finish the thought Vegeta appeared in the kitchen, sitting at the table, eagerly waiting to be fed. Bulma couldn't help but throw him a small smile as she set out there meal - seven steaks, five baked potatoes, two loves of fresh bread and a cup and pitcher of water. (And that was just for Veg-head!)

~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~

Waking up at about three in the morning, Vegeta got up and decided to get Bulma's room fixed up. Heading downstairs, he ordered some of the house- bots to clean Bulma's room, and to dispose of what couldn't be cleaned or fixed. He then opened the balcony and threw the bed out, incinerating it with a Ki blast. He flew back inside and decided to take a shower and clean himself up a bit.

Walking into his room, he noticed Bulma was still sleeping but she seemed to be having a nightmare. Shrugging it off, he went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, but was careful to leave the door open in case she awakened. Stepping under the spray, he let the hot water massage his tense muscles. He kept trying to not think of how helpless she had looked when he had found her. He couldn't understand why Yamucha would have hurt her, if he cared her like he claimed to. But that doesn't matter now - she was his and it would stay that way. He would wait till she was ready to make her his mate. Turning off the water, he stepped out of the shower. Flaring his Ki a bit, he dried himself quickly. Walking to the dresser - one of the few pieces of furniture in the room - he opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of black silk boxers and put them on.

Sitting down on the bed, he gazed at her tenderly before pulling her to him and drifting to sleep.

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Bulma set his plate in front if him. Sitting across from him, she glanced at her plate in comparison. She had a small stake, half a baked potato, a few slices of bread and a mug of coffee. Vegeta ate his food in a matter of minutes, while Bulma sat there, picking at hers. She ate about a third of the food on her plate, got up and started collecting the empty plates when, suddenly, Vegeta grasped her delicate wrist in his hand to stop her movements.

"I'll take care of this. Go rest."

For a moment Bulma just stared at him, shock written across her face. *Vegeta, doing housework? Creepy!* Bulma thought. But Vegeta just smirked and started gathering up the plates himself. She turned and walked into the living room. Just as Vegeta was setting the dishes in the sink, he felt Bulma's ki drop suddenly and a scream fill the air. Leaving the plates, he quickly walked to the living room to see what was going on.

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