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I'll be your woman	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female > Vegeta/Bulma Views: 6954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

            And so came the androids, the gang including myself sat and await, my boy bouncing in my arms. Yes it came as quite a surprise for everyone, all but Goku. Of course unbeknownst to me at the time, Goku knew of my son Trunks before I, It took me a little while to realize the young man from the future was my son.

They all questioned me about the Saiyan Prince, and I knew he would come, he wouldn’t miss this, I knew it, feel it deep in my heart. He would be there, a little late, but he would come, and he did. I wish I could have been there to see it, watch as my dark Prince transformed into the golden godly being, the legends of power in his grasp; the others were more frightened about the possibilities that may occur with the Prince, but somehow I knew it wouldn’t turn out as they feared. Vegeta was one of us now; he had to be, for my sake.

            Yet the moment I arrived to see him in his golden glory, he paid no mind to me whatsoever, instead allowing a stray beam of energy to destroy my air car, nearly taking me, Trunks and the fat moron with it. I was livid, livid and hurt. It wasn’t he whom saved me and his son, but our son from the future. I cringe every time I think back to that day, he would allow us to be destroyed, and he wouldn’t think much of it.

            Oh but it didn’t hinder me, not in the slightest. Instead I showed him my new attitude towards him. I acted as if I never cared for the ‘heartless’ bastard, forced him to hold his son, hell, I said his face was ugly. A victory for me, I saw the confusion in his eyes, understood the meanings of his grumbles. I wasn’t going to be pushed around, I wouldn’t be owned by him, because I was owned by our son; Trunks was all that mattered to me.

            The first android was destroyed by Vegeta, the other, Dr. Gero; escaped, and awakened the nightmarish duo. Things are never really that easy, and the only reason for this, is Vegeta. His over confidence was like a god smack in the face, and his biggest downfall. I only had spared moments with him then, just fleeting minutes of passing by, I was too busy working on my miracle device, and he, well I’m not all sure what he was doing. Most of my time was with future Trunks and my baby when I wasn’t too busy getting greased up in the lab.

            It was only when we all waited for the Cell games did I encounter the Prince. He came barging into my room, literally kicking my bed, waking me from an uneasy rest. The man had the audacity to think I would fuck him before the oncoming battle, just encase it was his last day alive. I think not. I gave him something alright, the middle finger and an earful. I didn’t hold back, I made it more than clear I wasn’t property, I wouldn’t debase myself like I had that time, all that mattered to me was the child resting peacefully next door.

            Vegeta isn’t a man whom liked to be talked down to or denied, nor did he like the degrading names tossed in his face; but by Kami I wasn’t happy, and I wasn’t going to be walked all over, even if that man was someone I fell for, someone I found extremely handsome. No, never again.

            He didn’t take it kindly, wrapping a powerful hand around my neck, with intentions of death, he pulled me face to face with him, sneering. I only asked one thing then, through the choking. “Would you really kill the mother of your son?” He paused, dropping me back to the bed, a simple no his answer. We both were left with a bitter taste in our mouth, the silence stretched uncomfortably. He sat down on my bed, his hands hanging loosely on his knees, what he said next broke my heart, and I knew he was slowly chipping away; maybe it was the time he spent with future Trunks in the time chamber. He kept his eyes downcast, if I wasn’t listening so carefully I may have missed the words he spoken.

            “Sorry… take care of the boy.” He left then, leaving me awed in my bed, I wanted to run to him, tell him of my deep affections, promise him love and a family, and show him my love. Yet, I sat there, silent tears brewing in my eyes; I love that man, and there wasn’t anything I wasn’t willing to give to have him, but, I will not go to him, he will come to me. It was the only way I would have it.

            The Cell games came and gone, the tales told to me by the witnesses, rendered me speechless, Goku wasn’t going to return, my son future Trunks was killed, I was devastated, thank kami for the dragon balls, he was wished back, and back into my arms he went. But the news that made me and Trunks surprised was Vegeta’s actions, how he went ‘berserk’ as Yamcha says, when Cell killed Trunks, giving Gohan the opportunity to defeat Cell. My first thought was right, future Trunks was the helping hand to chip away the cold bricks that was sealed around the evil Prince.

            The night before future Trunks left, I couldn’t sleep. I decided to go see how my baby was sleeping, finding it very therapeutic to watch him sleep. I ever so quietly opened the door; even for a half Saiyan his hearing was exceptional. I had to hold my breath at the sight. Vegeta stood over the crib, one hand extended down to gently touch the baby’s cheek. Just watching. Trunks eyes opened, looking into the eyes of his father, a light coo came from his lips, and Vegeta answered.

            “I cannot promise to be the best father figure, hell boy; I may be the worse you could ever have, but I will be here. I will make sure you become a powerful warrior.”

            Trunks answered with another coo, he scrunched up his nose and I could stifle my giggle, the tell tale sign of a hungry Saiyan. With as much grace as I can muster, I sauntered over, picking up our son, and a knowing smile to the Prince. “You’re room is set back up, just down the hall.”

            He only grunted at me, turning his back to leave, he gave me and my son one last linger gaze. With a snort he replied to my comment. “I am no longer banished to the guest room.”

            I happily chuckled, yes, things may work out for me, maybe things could be easier now, my personality blossoming once again, and I couldn’t stop my cheeky retort. “Yeah I missed seeing a half naked Saiyan parading around my halls.”

            No sneers of disgust, or any mocking retorts, he left the room with just a light hearted grunt, leaving me to feed our son.

Ah this isn’t the end, I am planning to write up until the very end. Well except for DBGT since it was a complete mockery to the true series. So many more to come. I will try not to take so long.

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TFSrules: yesh yesh, I don’t think Toriyama would have, since Vegeta is his least liked character. Lol funny, Vegeta is usually rated as one of the most popular in many sites whom does polls. Thank you for reviewing XD

Duoia: Thank you very much, I know what you mean, Vegeta or Bulma a virgin, have sex, and proclaim ever lasting love…. Ummm yeah don’t see that happening. I have been getting a lot of grief about this fic through emails, but I shrug them off and pull out examples from the series from db to dbz.

Elleelle: I’m still around lol, been airy for awhile, still kinda am. Just burnt out, taking my time now instead of updating fics almost every week two or three at a time. Just taking it easy but will continue to write. Thank you for reviewing

Smalsa: Yes there will be more, I’m planning to go up until Bulma is elderly lol. Thank you for reviewing XD

Rivruskende: Awe thank you, I won’t be going anywhere for long periods of time, just going to take a little more time in between updates. Thank you for reviewing

Summer Skinned: Awe *blushes* thank you very much, I feel very honoured. I am happy you enjoy the realistic portrayal. Thank you thank you xoxo
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