Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Unrequited Feelings ❯ Butting Heads ( Chapter 13 )

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The sunlight was now creeping into the darkened bedroom, casting shadows over the two disgruntled pair, Radditz arms cradling her firm waist. He groaned onto her back, and when he woke up, he kissed her neck tenderly, and rubbed his hand over her belly.

Last night was the best night he ever had.

They drank, until their hearts contempt, and things got out of control after that. His head was still reeling from the after effects, and he shivered visibly when her thigh brushed against his newly found arousal.

"Faith?" he whispered.

"Mmn?" she murmured, shifting beside him uncomfortably.

"We... You and I..."

"Is something wrong?" she murmured sleepily, wrapping the blankets more tighter against her. It was then, that she realized that she was naked, and she sat up boldly, staring down at Radditz, with a look of disbelief on her face. "What??"

"We.... we..."

"Oh my God!!" she clamped her hand over her mouth, and toppled backwards, landing on her ass. Radditz groaned, and grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around his waist. "Oh my God, I can't believe we..."

"Calm down..." he hissed, blushing when the blanket slipped down to his knees.

"Calm down?!? Oh no!! And I... I haven't been taking the pills!!" she shouted in horror.

"Pills?? What pills?? Are you sick??"

"My... birth control pills!! What if I'm--" her face turned green. "I think I need to throw up!!" she held the blanket close to her as she ran to the restroom. Radditz followed suit. "What do you mean??"

She kneeled down by the toilet, lifted the head, and vomited directly into it. Radditz became queasy by her actions. He ran to her side, and rubbed her back gently. "Is it over?"

She breathed heavily, and flushed the toilet. "Ungh." was her reply.

"Gomen." he whispered.

She shook her head. "Don't apologize... you shouldn't be... to a person like me... it's like blasphemy." she pulled up the blanket as it began to falter down, revealing her voluptuous chest. He couldn't stop staring at them.

"So..."

A smile played on her lips. "I can't believe we did that... after... I... you know..."

"I missed it." he admitted.

She blushed. "What? Did Bulma ditch you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Not exactly ditch me..." came his harsh respond. "I don't know... things got complicated."

"Like?"

"She's way too young for me. And... I think she's attracted to the Prince." he added.

"She likes Vegeta." she replied calmly.

Radditz stared at her as she responded. She mentioned his name as though he didn't exist to her anymore. Usually when it came to Vegeta, her eyes would glimmer with an emotion he still couldn't describe, and she would get all jittery, and hyper. Now, it was all a different story.

"What happened?"

She sighed, letting the blanket fall to her knees. "I hate his ass." she hissed bitterly.

"Eh?" he asked, his eyes glued to her breast.

"I'm not comfortable speaking about that just yet."

"What?"

She frowned. "My face is up here." she pointed a finger to her face, when she noticed that he was looking at her chest.

He laughed, his eyes now leveling with hers. "Oh, is that so?"

"Pervert."

"You're telling me that after what you did to me??"

She frowned. "Oh great, now you're going to use that against me?"

"Precisely."

They stayed there in silence, both half naked, and waiting for the other to speak. Faith shook her head. This was just too normal. She was expecting him to yell, or scream at her... do something, but this... this was too weird, and... unexpected.

"I'm sorry." she murmured, finally breaking the long silence. "Here I am... and I can't... even look you in the eye... I know what I did was wrong, and absurd, and stupid... something that cannot be forgiven..."

"I--"

"I'm sorry, I... did those things to you. I wish you could yell at me..."

He grabbed the blanket, wrapped it around her, covering her chest. "Why would I yell at you for?"

"Because... you probably hate me, and... I don't want you to hold that resentment towards me--"

"I don't hate you, Faith. Well... I did... for a long while now, but... I figured that hate wasn't going to resolve anything between us, or take me anywhere, so I stopped hating you... I stopped relying on it... So I don't hate you anymore."

"Even so... you might never forgive me." she whispered.

"I can't forgive you... not now... it might take a while to, but... I can't forgive you at the moment."

"That's fine with me." she smiled through her tears. "But what about the..." she murmured, pointing at the bed.

"It never happened."

She sighed heavily. "Oh good."

They were acting awfully polite to each other the next morning. Goku, and Chi-chi observed them from afar, and She frowned, as his newly regenerated tail made contact with her lower jaw. "Damn you Kak-- I mean Goku, keep that thing in place, will you!?!" she spat, pushing his tail aside. He laughed nervously.

"Sorry chi, it's been a while--"

"Oh, don't give me that bullshit."

"Geez, you seem pretty angry... I thought you released all of that pent up anger last night."

She blushed. "Don't you mention what we did, or else I'll--"

"Of coarse I won't tell anyone!!" If Vegeta tells anyone, I'm gonna have to kick his ass...

"They haven't spoken in a while... this is so weird." she murmured, turning her attention to the unlikely pair sitting in the table.

Vegeta's sensitive ears picked up on what they were saying, and he growled ferociously, prodding his fork into the plateful in front of him. "Woman, can you pass the pepper?"

She nodded slightly, and passed him the pepper shaker. "Hn." he grunted.

"Vegeta-chan, can you pass the salt?"

"Hn." he grunted, passing her the salt shaker. They waited a couple of seconds, and ate in silence. He stared at Goku from the corner of his eyes, and then returned to his breakfast, observing Bulma from the other side of the table. It felt awkward, sitting right across from her. Ever since the incident last night, he had picked up a sense of paranoia.

Bulma's lip quivered when she felt his gaze on her. For some reason, she had picked up a sense of paranoia after what had happened last night. The date went well, considering the fact that Vegeta was one grade A bastard, a pervert, and an egomaniac, but she had to admit... she did have fun last night. She didn't want to come up to that conclusion, but when she thought about it, without sleep, she knew she was developing irrational feelings for the Prince... unrequited feelings.

She suddenly remembered that Goku, and Chi-chi were there also, and she cleared her throat, making everyone's heads turn to her. "Are you sure you guys aren't hungry? I could make more if--"

"Oh, no thanks Bulma, we don't want to worry you... Right Kak-- I mean Goku??" she spat, hitting him in the rib when she heard his stomach growl in anticipation. "Don't worry, Bulma, we already breakfasted."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, we're fine." Goku smiled weakly.

She returned to her plateful, and bit off the end of her sausage. "There's some orange juice in the fridge, do you want some?"

"Indeed." Vegeta responded, putting his fork down, and crossing his arms

"'K." she got up, and opened the refrigerator, grabbed two glasses from the cupboard, and set them on the table, pouring liberal amounts of juice in his cup. He accepted it, without thanking her, and sipped from it thirstily. She poured herself some orange juice, and took a drink from it, and then folding her arms over her chest, just as Vegeta did. A long silence followed suit. The tension was growing thicker, It was becoming more difficult to breathe, or think.

"What time is it?" Vegeta asked, putting a napkin over his lap.

"Eight thirty, sharp." she replied, folding a napkin over her lap neatly.

"Is that so?" he ate a mouthful of the scrambled egg, and picked up a toast.

"M-hm." she picked up a toast, and spread a small amount of strawberry jam with her knife. "Are you going to the gravity room again?"

"Perhaps."

"You'll have to wait a little while. It needs some repairs. It will be done by tomorrow morning."

"Good."

"I'm glad we had this conversation."

He nodded.

The silence came back, followed by the sounds of metal hitting the porcelain plates. When they were both finished, Vegeta wiped his mouth, in a most formidable manner, and drank the rest of the orange juice in one gulp. "It was satisfying, woman." he grunted, pushing the plate aside, and pushing the chair back into the table.

"Are you sure you don't more? I could make you some more, I don't mind..."

"Don't worry yourself, woman.. besides, I have business elsewhere."

"Okay. Will you come tomorrow morning?"

"Possibly not. Will you be done with the gravity room, as you have promised?"

"I always keep my word, Vegeta." she replied sternly.

"Good. I'll see you some other time, then."

"Yeah, sure."

Vegeta nodded, walked past the observing pair, and left, closing the door behind him. Bulma gave a sigh of relief, and sank back in her chair, fanning her reddening face. "Oh... shit."

Goku and Chi-chi ran by her side, using their hands to fan her, in hopes of bringing her back to normal. "You guys didn't even argue, no sarcastic remarks!! None!!" Chi-chi shouted in disbelief.

"My head hurts." she said, wondering why her head hurt so much. But then again, she was biting back all her insults. She sat up, and drank the rest of her orange juice in one sip. "I have issues." she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Why are you guys acting... normal??" Goku asked. He knew that question must have sounded stupid to her.

"Something... happened." If I tell them... what will they think of me??

"Like what?"

She shook her head. "I just... I dunno..."

"That explains everything!" Chi-chi shouted sarcastically. Bulma glared at her through her narrowed eyes. "Is there... something wrong, Chi? You've been acting kinda grouchy lately."

"Well excuse me!! How do you expect me to behave with your LACK OF INFORMATION--" she clamped her hands over her mouth, with a look of pure disgust, and surprise crossing her features. They stared at her grimly, and Goku stroked her back with his knuckles when her face turned a ghastly pale white color. "I need to borrow your lavatory!!" she got up, hands clamped over her mouth, as she made it to the restroom. Bulma stared at Goku in wonder.

"What do you reckon, is wrong with Chi?"

Goku shook his head. "I don't know."

"Morning sickness, grouchy attitude... oh my God." she uttered in disbelief, when she came to a conclusion.

"What?? Don't tell me she's going to die--" Goku stood up, his complexion paper white.

"She's... dare I say it... Chi-chi might be... she might be pregnant!!!"

Vegeta hit his forehead repeatedly on the shower sliding window, groaning as the cold water ran over his shoulders, and down to his back. That conversation tensed him up, and he realized it was effecting her in the same way.

"Damn it." he hissed, leaning back, letting the water run over his face now. Fucking hormones...

He closed his eyes, thinking of his next objective, and her face suddenly appeared before his eyes, her blue hair framing her disheveled face.

"Damn it." he cursed again, shutting the water off, and reaching out to grab a towel. His hand faltered, and he growled angrily when he couldn't find the towel. "Of all the fucking... where the fuck is it!?" he stepped out of the shower, completely naked, and searching for his towel, but couldn't find any. "Mother fucking.... towel." Hissing in raw anger, he stepped into his room, and finally found the towel laying on his bed, folded neatly. He cursed, and took it, wrapping it around his waist, and found a note lying under it. He took it, and read the disturbingly neat handwriting, he later distinguished, was from Nappa.

Vegeta,
Where the hell have you been up to? You still haven't forgotten the deal we made earlier back... or have you backed out?? Dammit Vegeta, are you trying to fuck with me, cause this ain't funny, you know?? Frieza is already on the move on, and your wasting your time, fucking concubines!!! Excuse me for the harsh language, your highness, but it's fucking pissing me off!!

Vegeta crumpled the note in his hand, blue energy burning it into ashes, until it became nothing, but substance in the air. His eyebrow twitched, as he tried to come up with a solution.

She stared at his gloved hand. Smiling slightly, she took his hand into hers, and he lifted her up the ground, as though he was just picking up a down feather pillow. She ran her fingers through her hair, her other hand still holding onto Vegeta's gloved one. Her hand was so small, compared to his. She gripped his hand firmly.

"I'm too tired, lets take a rain check." she taunted, falling flat on her ass. He lifted her up again, this time, holding her arm with a tight grip.

"Woman, when I say something, you do it, got that!?!"

"I was only joking, you fagtard!!! Of coarse I want to go!!"

He released her, slightly stupefied. "What?"

"I accept your offer. I want to go on a date with you." she smiled, her tears still fresh.

"You... want to date me?" he stammered, suddenly remembering Goku's words. 'Does this mean we are going to fuck?'

He chuckled slightly, as the memory rushed back in.

He wrapped his arms around her, a blue aura embodying the two of them. She closed her eyes, as his warm breath cascaded down her neck. She didn't know what caused her to do such an act, or what had ticked in her mind at that precise moment, as she turned around into his arms, now facing him, her lips brushing against his own in a soft, and slow friction. His eyes opened wide in shock as she continued to have his way with her, and he returned the kiss gratefully, holding her closer to him.....

This kiss was different, he thought, as his lips intertwined with hers in a blissful trance. A fire rekindled in his belly as the kiss deepened....

She broke the kiss, taking in a breath, and Vegeta pulled her in for another kiss. The small act of masculine control excited her like never before, and she returned his kiss, her lips devouring his in desperation.....

"Damn it all!!" he spat, when he felt himself blushing again. "I'm not going... to let the woman take control of my mind!!!" he changed into his spandex quickly, and put his armor over his chest, breathing heavily. He cursed to himself angrily, as he dried his hair, and just as he was about to put his boots on, he felt a familiar presence, and it was making his back tingle with insecurity... No... it can't be... Is he... fuck... IT'S... FRIEZA!!!

"I'm sorry... maybe it was something I ate." Chi-chi apologized profoundly, as they walked out the door. Goku glanced at Bulma, hoping that what she had mentioned earlier wasn't true. He took her in his arms, and rubbed his hand over belly, checking if he could feel another presence of ki in there.

"Goku!!" she stammered, blushing.

He backed away, after he felt a trace of ki in her. "N-nothing's... " She is pregnant....

"I'll see you two around." she smiled, before closing the door. She leaned against the door, rubbing her temples in a circular motion. Much had been happening lately, her head was reeling from all of it. This morning felt like hell was going to freeze over, especially with that look on Vegeta's face when they had the conversation during breakfast. It was like a minor understanding, to forget what had happened last night.

She knew what she did was wrong, except... she wasn't expecting him to kiss her back. She knew he was attracted to her, and lusted for her, but... if that were the circumstances, wouldn't he have raped her on the spot?? Wouldn't he had forced her to go on??

"This is all too weird...."

Then why didn't you kill him while you had the chance??!!

"Not you again." she hissed in annoyance.

I am a part of you... I will always be there, In the back of your mind. Whenever you feel lonely, or alone, or when you feel pain, and hatred, I will be there, until you finally succumb to my orders.

"There's no way in hell I'm going to do that!" she hissed, her eyes turning red, momentarily.

You can not deny me. I am a part of you!! Or at least... a tiny part of you... your human blood is trying to overpower me.... useless....

"Leave me at once. I wish to be alone."

But you are alone... wait... is it... be on your guard!!!

She became slightly distressed, as the voice inside her head sounded slightly preoccupied. "What--"

You stupid mortal!!! Be on your guard, before he destroys us both!!!

"I don't understand what you're trying to tell me--" She looked up, and was sent flying across the living room, as the door exploded behind her with a deafening blow. She put her hands over her ears, as the loud ringing obstructed any noise to enter her ears.

BEHIND YOU!!

She turned around, holding her bloodied up arms, and tried to look through the cloud of smoke. "Where?" she coughed, holding her hand over her nose, and mouth.

I... can't sense him... he's masking his ki... he could be anywhere....

"Him... what do you mean?"

DUCK!!!

She did as the tiny voice commanded her, and a jet of purple light nearly missed her cheek. She winced in pain, when a small portion of the ray scratched her cheek, liberal amounts of blood now flowing from it. Fear, and panic settled in her chest, as she realized that she was about to get killed. She knelt down, putting her hands over her head, when she heard footsteps advancing towards her.

"VEGETA!!!!" she shouted, grasping anything that came to her mind at the moment.

"I'm afraid he won't be here to save you.." came a slightly girly voice. It sent shivers up her spine. "Now hand it over, and make is easy... for both of us."

"Hand over what?"

"Give me the blasted necklace!!"

Give him the fucking necklace, so you could kill him!!!

She shook her head. "No fucking way!! My dad gave it to me, and I'm not gonna let you touch it with your stinking hands!!"

YOU FOOL, GIVE IT HIM, AND WHEN YOU HAVE THE CHANCE, STRIKE HIM!!

"NO!!!"

Trust me... listen to me... give him the necklace, and I will take over your body, and it will be just enough to kill him...

"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!?! I'M NOT GONNA GIVE IT TO HIM!!!"

Damn it...

She fought a constant battle with the tiny voice in her head, and when the dust had finally cleared, she saw a strange creature. Pale white in color, the top of his head purple, resembling a hubcap, and his lips, blood red. It was the last thing she saw, before a huge light blinded her vision.

And immense wind knocked her down, debris coming from many directions, and hitting her face repeatedly. She knelt down, trying to fight against the powerful winds, and she fell face down, when a huge chunk of the door hit the side of her face with a deadly force. She fell down with a loud "oof!!", and put her head down, becoming disgusted, when she coughed out a mouthful of blood. Pain enveloped her body, it was paralyzing her, seized with fear, and confusion.

"Ve...ge...ta..." she whispered, as her arms gave way, her chin hitting the ground with a loud thud. The light only grew intense, and she could almost feel the heat of it.

It was getting closer now, her head feeling as though it was on fire, and when the light touched the side of her cheek, she was sent flying backwards, her back hitting the wall.

Strong arms embraced her, as the powers collided with an immense explosion, her head lolling side to side, her hair swaying across her face in a tremendous frenzy. She scrunched up her face when she felt tiny droplets land on her cheek. Some landed in her mouth. It tasted bitter, but there was a rather sweetness to it... it... tasted like blood. She opened her eyes, as the energies slowly faded away, and she gasped in horror at the sight before her.

It was Vegeta. Blood was dribbling down his lips, and down his chin, and there was a hole in his chest, big enough to fit two fists in it. He smirked at her, more blood dribbling down his mouth, and his head landed on her shoulder, his breathing harsh, and labored. He was still lifting his weight off of her, she noticed, his arms shaking violently by her sides.

"He's... gone." he hissed against her shoulder.

"Vegeta-chan..." she whispered, wiping the blood of his moth, as his face was beginning to pale.

Put your hand over his wound.

"What?"

If you don't want this bastard to die, put your hand over his wound!!!

She gulped, and as she was told, she put her hand over her his chest, closing her eyes in disgust when he felt his insides. A green light formed around her hand, and his chest, and it was slowly mending his wounds. A sense of hope washed over her, relieved that he wasn't going to die... but it came with a heavy price...

It was draining her energy, and the more it healed him, the more energy it sucked out of her.

He blinked rapidly, staring at the phenomenon that was going on between them, her hand on his chest, and watched as Bulma writhed, and groaned in pure pain. The Light grew stronger now, mending his wounds even faster, and Bulma convulsed beneath him, her veins bulging out of her skin..

"Unggh... stop it... stop it now!!" she hissed, and when his wound was completely healed, she let out a harsh cry, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed in his arms. He held her in place, and put his ear over her chest, and heard the sluggish rhythm of her heart.

He cursed silently, scooped her up in his arms, and ran out of the lounge, heading straight for the infirmary.

Cool wind played with her hair, and she marveled at how beautiful the beach looked like at midnight. The wet sand beneath her felt good against her aching feet, and she stayed there for a while, letting the water settle around her knees. She knew it was dangerous to walk about the shoreline at this time of night, but she took the risk, water rushing back and forth around her knees. She stayed there for a long while, when she heard her name being called out.

She looked up, and saw Vegeta walking towards her, wearing nothing, but a pair of briefs. She waved back at him, and stood next to her, arms behind him.

"Aren't you cold? It's nearly forty degrees out here?" he grinned, staring down at her two piece bikini.

"Me? Look at you." she blushed, when she stared at his boxer shorts.

"Looking for something?" he whispered in her ear huskily, feeling his arousal brush against her thigh. She gulped.

"You have something I want, woman." he pressed his lips down the nape of her neck, his teeth rupturing the scabbed skin he had grown so familiar with. She hissed in pain, as he opened the wound, and licked her blood with the top of his tongue.

"What was... that for??"

"It's the mark of our bond, silly woman... or have you forgotten our four years together?" his hands slipped in between her thighs, stroking her insides, then thrusting two fingers past her womanhood. She hissed in pure ecstasy, and sank her teeth into his neck, rupturing the thin scab there, licking him clean. He hissed in pleasure, bringing her closer to him, and slowly brought her down with him, settling her over his waist, his hardness playing with her entrance.

"Wake up woman." he hissed.

"What?" she moaned, when slid her underwear down to her knees.

"Wake up....."

A dim light was the first thing she saw after waking up, but it wasn't bright enough to blind her. Dark eyes stared back at her.

"Gah!!!"

"It's me, woman!!" he said, somewhat harshly.

"Oh." she sank bad in bed, and blushed, when she realized that his arms were by her sides. She looked away, and he got her attention back when he took her hand, and placed it on his chest.

"What... what are you doing?"

"Show me... what you did earlier... show me again." he whispered to her

She closed her eyes, concentrating, and the green color surrounded her hand again. She was breathing heavily, as it was taking her energy.

"You can stop now." she heard him say from far away.

She stopped, sweat drops forming on her forehead. Moments later, she regained her composure, and stared back at Vegeta's dark eyes. "Where's everyone else?"

He shifted his weight closer to her, holding her sides. "Those idiots? They're outside, waiting for you."

She stared at his armor, which had a huge crack on it, and blood stains all over his spandex.

"I can't believe that big oaf didn't sense him coming... buffoon!!" he hissed, punching a hole in the wall next to her. His breathing was becoming harsher, and labored, his eyes dilating in a blind fury. He nearly lost her... he nearly lost Bulma....

He closed his eyes, trying to regain his self-conscious, and flinched when she felt her hand on the side of his face. She sat up, putting her other hand on his cheek, and quieted his anger with a kiss on the lips. His arms shook by her sides as her lips brushed over his softly.

She ended the kiss there, and he pressed his forehead against her, her warm breath fanning his face.

"Damn you." he hissed, capturing her lips swiftly. She was shocked by the desperation in his kiss, his lips almost devouring her soul itself.

His lips twisted over hers with complete control, and he broke the kiss abruptly, a red color now spreading across his cheeks. "Your idiot friends are coming." he hissed angrily.

"What?"

He kissed her again, and got up, a smirk playing across his lips now. "I'll come back later, once your idiot friends are gone."

She lay back on her bed, pulling the blanket over herself. She heard a commotion just outside the door, and heard Vegeta's disgruntled voice as he argued with Goku, and Chi-chi. Then she heard yelling, Goku's nervous laughter, and loud footsteps. The footsteps faded away, and she saw Vegeta peering through the door.

"I'm going to stay here a little longer." he murmured, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"What did you tell them?"

He chuckled. "I told them to come back in an hour, because we're going to be a little busy fucking, and I put a tie on the doorknob, so no one can't interrupt us--"

"YOU BAKARAYO!! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT!! THAT IS SO... REPULSIVE... HOW DARE YOU!!"

He chuckled. "I needed some time alone with you."

"What kind of bullshit is that?" she muttered under her breath, and crossing her arms over her chest, almost resembling him.

"It doesn't have to mean anything, now move over!" he demanded, crawling under the covers with her. "I'm tired, and I need to get some sleep--"

"You didn't get any sleep last night?" she raised an eyebrow.

"No, now shut up, and don't speak. Your voice is annoying." he whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist carefully.

She smiled wearily, and closed her eyes when she heard his light snoring.

"Baka."

A/N: I found this ch rather amusing... my friend thought it was disturbing, lol