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Endlessly	By : Froglady15 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just my Husband, laptop, my 3 dogs and a very overactive imagination… Dragon Ball Z and any songs mentioned in this fic DO NOT belong to me. I'm just borrowing them for my own twisted amusement.
CHAPTER 13
For five days, Vegeta stressed over Frieza's arrival. He hadn't come up with any way to get Bulma out of performing and being blatantly exposed to Frieza and his entourage. The closer his arrival, the more anxious and irritable he became. He trained like a mad man during the day when he didn't have to accompany his father to meetings and in the evening he closed himself up in his quarters with Bulma.
Bardock had shown the King the miracle of capsulation technology and they were able to move all the weapons off planet in the matter of two days. Though Bardock had been correct about the King not being able to deny the usefulness of the capsules; it still hadn't been enough for him to allow Bulma to contribute any further in the science department.
Flashback
"She is a bed slave, Bardock." The King had replied irritably.
"She can be used for far more than that though, your Highness! I have worked with her; she is absolutely brilliant- possibly even more brilliant than myself. Between the two of us, I have no doubt we could make some very serious advancements in weapons, ships and maybe even in our medical department. She seems to know a little bit about everything."
"I do not understand how this girl has managed to bewitch both yourself and my son," The King replied in an uninterested tone. "I thought you to have been mated and bonded, Bardock."
"I am, your Highness, happily so for many years. One thing has nothing to do with the other." Bardock said with a disgusted frown at the insinuation the King had made.
"I thought so." The King nodded. "However she seems to have bewitched my Son. He has been spewing nothing but nonsense since her arrival. Much of the same nonsense you have come to me with this morning. I have no other assumption to make than that she's obviously bewitched the both of you."
"I can assure you, she has not." Bardock said, shaking his head. "I am simply interested in her in a scientific stand point and the possibilities of the advancements we could make with her help. Your Son recognizes the same possibilities that I do."
"And if she is so brilliant and willing to help us, who's to say she won't find a way to escape and steal much of this new technology and improve it further and sell it to our enemies so that they may destroy us. That would be greatly to our detriment." The King argued. "I will not have it."
"I don't think she would do that, your Highness." Bardock replied. He could understand the King's concern, but he was still being just too narrow minded. Bardock knew she would never do anything to compromise them. "Please, if you would only meet her. Come down to the lab and see for yourself how incredibly brilliant she really is, you would understand where your son and myself are coming from with this. You would be amazed at what we could accomplish."
"I think not." The King said shaking his head. His mind had already been made up. "I have already seen to it that she remain here for the week and she will leave along with Lord Frieza's departure."
"What?! But, why?" Bardock exclaimed. "Your Highness, you worry that she may prove a detriment because of her brilliant mind, why would you give her over to the very enemies we want to defeat? She wants to see the Ice-jin done away with just as much as we do if not more. They overlooked her once and I believe their loss has been our gain. To hand her over to them, I believe, would be to our ultimate detriment.
"The Ice-jin are already far more advanced technologically than we are. You would knowingly send her there where they would utilize her talents to their benefit? That could be our downfall- letting her slip through our fingers."
"That's why they aren't going to find out about her supposed brilliant mind. I will be handing her over as a gift to Lord Frieza for his harem." The King said.
"Your Highness, you cannot do that." Bardock replied in shock.
"I assure you, I can. And I will." The King said, quite pleased with himself. "You have to know my Son is not using her for her intended purpose and he is far too possessive of her. It is not healthy. I will not have him bonding to her and taking her as a mate. He will either let her go with Lord Frieza or I will put her down myself."
"Does your son know of this?" Bardock asked, feeling sick.
"He only knows that I have decided that she will perform for the banquets. I have been informed that she is an excellent performer and very talented." The King replied. "What better way to catch Frieza's interest. If she is half as talented as I've heard, he will most definitely be interested in taking her off our hands. Her beauty alone will pique his interest."
"You cannot do that to him." Bardock said. This was a disaster.
"And why not? He will get over it one day, I can assure you of that. I was in a similar situation myself when I was young. I moved on. So will he. It is for his best interest. I intend to show case her and then let Lord Frieza know that I am open to a trade; any one of his women in his harem in exchange for her. He will not decline. It will be simple and the best way to rid my son of her influence."
"Your Highness, forgive me for over stepping my place. I know I have no right, but please do not do this." Bardock said slowly, knowing that to argue with the King on matters regarding his son was a very bad idea. He had to try and talk some sense into the King though. Not only would it be a huge waste to see her go- that alone was reason enough to Bardock to make sure this didn't happen; but he knew how strongly Vegeta felt for her. It was a disastrous situation the Prince had put himself in by caring for her, but Bardock could think of many worse predicaments he could have found himself in. Mating with Asia was worse than taking an alien bed slave, like Bulma as a mate Bardock reasoned. At least Bulma was level headed and intelligent. She may lack physical strength but she could aid and bring glory to the empire with that mind of hers. She truly cared for Vegeta from what Bardock could see. As much as he hated to admit it and he too held to the belief that emotions were a weakness, he recognized that Bulma was what the young Prince needed. He had been beaten down so much and had been so emotionally stunted that Bardock was amazed he had even allowed Bulma to get close enough for him to develop even the briefest infatuation. In the week they had spent together it was very clear to Bardock that his infatuation had grown into something much deeper.
He had gone home to his own mate the previous evening after escorting Bulma back to the Prince's personal quarters and had thought about Bulma and the Prince. He had even dwelled on the conversation he'd had with Bulma that afternoon about the differences and seriousness of commitments. The more he thought about it the more he had to admit to himself that he did love his mate and would never leave her under any circumstances. Damn anyone else that thought he was a weak fool. If the Prince felt the same way about Bulma the way he did about his mate, the King would be making a huge mistake by messing with it. Anyone who would think of taking his mate from him for any reason would be signing their death warrant. This was a complicated situation that needed to be handled delicately. In the long run, while not ideal, he felt that Bulma would be a much better choice for the Prince to take as a mate and potential queen than anyone else. It wasn't like she was just another piece of arm candy. She was extremely valuable. No one else would see that right now and it would be very dangerous for her. Only time would allow her to prove herself to everyone. It wouldn't be easy for her but he knew if anyone could do it, she could. She was a very strong girl on the inside.
"Your son already detests you for sending him away to Lord Frieza as a boy. He has never forgotten that and sees it as a personal betrayal. If you do this, you may never regain his respect or confidence."
"You do over step, Bardock. She is a bed slave! Not his mate!"
"Understood, my King." Bardock said, bowing in respect. "However, just leave him be. Give him some credit. Let him enjoy the girl for a while at least. From what I gather, she is the only positive thing that has happened to him since his mother has passed."
"Then she is nothing more than a weakness for him and must be eliminated." the King said with finality. "He isn't as you say, "enjoying" her anyway. So it makes no difference. Do not try to interfere with this, Bardock."
"I wouldn't presume to, my King." Bardock said bowing respectfully and leaving to go find Bulma. As he'd promised he would that morning.
Something has to be done. He thought to himself, following the palace hallways towards the Prince's personal quarters.
Present Day
Bulma sat outside on the balcony floor of Vegeta's personal quarters surrounded by paperwork and a glass of wine in her hand. The weather was warm and humid. She was completely engrossed in her project. Vegeta was off training as usual. He had taken to leaving very early in the morning, usually before she awoke to get a head start on his training for the day. The only morning he had stayed until she had woken up was the morning after he had told her of the fact that she would be required to entertain for Frieza and his men during their stay.
They had stayed in bed and held each other for a while in silence before getting up to start the day. They hadn't spoken of the previous night's issues but it weighed heavily on both of them. Vegeta had gotten someone to deliver some breakfast for Bulma before leaving. As he was leaving, Bardock had shown up to bring Bulma back to his lab.
Bardock told them both about the King's stubborn refusal to allow Bulma to help on anything else and sympathized with her new situation of having to entertain for the lizard lord and his entourage. He too was at a loss about what to do and agreed that sending Bulma away was the worst idea at this time. It would only confirm the King's suspicions. They all agreed in the meantime that the best course of action would be to carry on, let Bulma perform and worry about the details later on as they came up. Bardock did not let on he knew about any of this mess or what the King had planned. He felt it would just make things worse. In any case, he brought Bulma to his lab to help make more capsules and ran a few projects by her that he hadn't had the time to even start; most of which were still in the planning stages needing plans drawn up. He figured if he couldn't bring her to his lab, he could at least give her a few projects to look over when she was alone in Vegeta's quarters and see what she could come up with. Maybe she could make some improvements to some of them?
He wasn't disappointed. That same day, she had figured out a way to downsize their scouters to about half the size and still carry the same amount of data. It wasn't something he had even considered doing. He had just left the lab quickly to deliver the rest of the capsules to the weapons department and he had returned to find that she had taken apart a broken scouter, in an attempt to repair it but once she had done that, had drawn out schematics to make it better. She had also drawn out the plans for a small chip; something called a memory card that could be inserted in the scouter to store additional data in case of emergency or for extra briefing information on missions. Bardock had shook his head at the time. The King is an idiot! He thought to himself. If this is what she could accomplish in the matter of a half hour, what could she accomplish in weeks, months or years? Here was a gift and she was going to be thrown away to the dogs like a useless table scrap!
That day, he had sent Bulma back to Vegeta's quarters with a few different projects but there was one specific project that had caught her immediate interest. She had begun that very day.
It was the idea of an isolated training room that would be able to be used for intense training and withstand the powerful intensity of ki blasts. It had to be compact so as not take up too much space, but also had to be large enough that a person would be able to maneuver properly inside without interruption. Bardock had been working on the schematics for months, but had had too many other pressing matters take priority.
Bulma was ready today to take the finished designs and schematics to Bardock later on. She was really proud of it! She had pretty much kept it to it's original design, building it to the specs of the training room on the ship Vegeta had brought her back on and had tweaked it up, adding a few minor yet useful modifications. She had suggested building it out of that light steel alloy that Vegeta had brought back. That way it would be strong and be able to withstand harsh physical blows. She had thought of a way to line it with a fire retardant material on the inside as well and then layering the inside with the alloy too all in all making a light weight but strong training facility that should be able to endure just about any kind of abuse Bulma could think of, including ki blasts. It would be strong on the outside as well so that the person inside would not be disturbed and be safe if someone wanted to blow it up from the outside as well as from the inside.
She was proud of that modification but what she was really proud of was what she called the gravity simulator part of the training room. The occupant would be able to simulate an increase in the gravity level of the planet. It would only by contained and simulated in the training room, leaving the outside normal. She had at first questioned whether or not this was a good idea. If the occupant increased the gravity level too much, they could be crushed into a pancake. However, knowing that the Saiyans could withstand a lot of physical stress, fly and shoot ki blasts, the thought of training under higher than normal gravity levels could increase both their strength and speed; in theory, anyway. She would have to run the theory past Bardock to see if it would be of any use to them. For all she knew, it was useless. She continued on with it though, determined to at least finish it.
This was all her own and probably the most brilliant idea she had ever come up with! She was very excited to share this with both Vegeta and Bardock but she really found herself missing her father at that moment. This was something he would have really appreciated and would have been beyond fascinated with. Not to mention he could have helped her out with the mathematical equations required to accomplish what she was trying to do. She was sure she had done it right; it would have just taken her less time to complete it. She may have been the mastermind, but her father had always been better at solving the mathematical aspect to everything than she was. She admitted there were many times it was her that was able to complete it when he was stumped. But he had always at least started that part of everything, making it very easy for her to look at it and see the missing part of the equation and complete it with ease. They bounced off each other.
No matter where he was, she at least hoped he was safe. She hadn't mentioned anything to Vegeta yet, but maybe there would be a way of finding out if he was working for Frieza? If he was, she knew he'd be having a hay day with all this technology- she knew she was. Too bad the Ice-jin were such horrible creatures. She had a feeling though that her father's love of science and belief that his family was all but destroyed would fuel him to create things to distract himself from everything that had happened. She was the same. Since she had been so worried about Frieza's arrival, she had thrown herself into this project to the point where Vegeta had to drag her away and into bed some evenings. He had asked her repeatedly what she was working on, but she always coyly kept it from him, assuring him that when it was finished, she would let him know because it was something that might be able to help him. She hoped so, anyway.
It occurred to her then that if it was a war they were preparing to fight, would helping the Saiyans with their technology be in a way fighting her father if he was working for the Ice-jin? They had taken him away for his brilliant mind. It was an interesting thought. She decided to dismiss it; no sense in getting ahead of herself. She didn't even know if he was still alive. No sense in wondering about the unknown. She shook her head at the thought- so much in her life right now was unknown.
Bulma took a sip of wine and stretched her arms. She had been sitting there for hours finishing her schematics and equations. Everything was done. She only had to run her theory and the plans by Bardock and then the prototype could be built. She hoped so badly that she had created something that would be useful to Vegeta. It was so compact that he could even capsulize it and take it with him on a mission so as to keep up with his training. It should be able to fit in the training room on his ship if she had calculated properly. She quickly gathered up all the paper work in a pile. It was everywhere! Hopefully Vegeta was coming back soon so she could get her hard work to Bardock today.
She stood up and leaned over the balcony railing overlooking the vast scenery of Vegeta-sei. She hadn't taken much time to marvel at it's beauty. She enjoyed her wine. As she stood there in silence, she suddenly realized that Frieza should be arriving any day now; if not today, then most likely tomorrow. She needed to figure out what she was going to do to entertain these monsters. She should go through her ipod tonight and scroll through her library of songs. This was so confusing! She wasn't sure what they were expecting of her? If they were just looking for her to perform some songs like she had at the tavern, then this would be easy. She would be more than happy to just lip synch her way through this. Less stress. What should she wear? Something classy or something more racy and revealing? She thought of asking Vegeta, but also knew if he had his way, he would have had her wear a snow suit and a paper bag over her head. She snickered at his over protectiveness.
"What's so funny, Woman?" a deep voice asked from behind her.
"Vegeta!" Bulma exclaimed turning around to face him. "You scared me."
"Hmmn." Vegeta replied walking up to her. "You should be more aware of your surroundings. Anyone could sneak up on you."
"Well, you're the only one I know that comes in here." She replied teasingly.
"All the same," he said putting his arms around her waist and pulling her towards him.
"I guess," she sighed leaning into him. "So, since you're back early, can we go to Bardock's lab? I finished something. I wanted to get his take on it and maybe they can start building a prototype."
"Is it whatever has been occupying every spare moment of yours these past few days?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Bulma nodded. "It's all done over there." She said pointing to the stack of papers on the table behind them.
"Will you finally tell me what it is you've been doing?"
"Sure! It's my best work yet!" she replied excitedly, walking over to her work. She was just dying to tell him about it. "I designed it with you in mind and call it the Gravity Simulation Room."
"What's a Gravity Simulation Room?" he asked curiously, intrigued by her enthusiasm, following her to the table with the huge stack of paperwork she had been absorbed with.
"Bardock had started plans on a training room. I took the plans he started on and made it better! I figured we could build it out of that alloy stuff you found. It will be compact and portable so you could take it anywhere if you capsulate it so that your training in will never be interrupted no matter where you go." She started, flipping through her papers, showing him a drawing she had made with the outside design. "Do you want to know the best feature though?"
"What's that?" he asked, genuinely interested. So far it sounded good. He had come to Bardock a while ago and had asked for his own training facility. He assumed this must have been it.
"I came up with it all on my own and put a lot of work and thought into it; I think it would really be able to help you." She said quickly, trying to remember to slow her speech down in her excitement. "It's what I call the gravity simulator. It is able to give you the feeling that you are working or walking in increased gravity than what is currently on this planet. While only a simulation though, you would need to be extremely careful not to flatten yourself. You could train in up to 500 times the gravity on this planet and-"
"Increase my speed and strength." Vegeta replied, finishing her sentence.
"That's what I was thinking!" she exclaimed excitedly, thrilled that he had caught on to her idea.
"Woman, this is amazing in theory and would be very helpful, if possible." Vegeta said in wonder at the possibility and that his woman had come up with it all on her own.
"It should be." Bulma replied looking quickly through her paperwork to find the mathematical theory she had written out. "I worked it all out and broke everything down here." she said, handing him two pages worth of symbols and numerical code.
"Woman, this is far beyond anything I could even begin to understand." He replied looking at the pages she had given him but handing them back to her. "I only hope Bardock will be able to decipher this because I cannot."
"But it's really simple, Vegeta." Bulma said enthusiastically. She was in full blown "tech mode".
"Save it for Bardock." Vegeta interrupted her again.
Bulma stopped and slumped down a bit in disappointment.
"Woman," Vegeta sighed heavily. He had obviously offended her. "I do not mean to offend. This is extraordinary what you may have created. I have no doubt that it will work. I only do not understand the science behind it. To explain it would be lost to me."
Bulma nodded and smiled at him, knowing she had just gotten carried away in her excitement.
"All I need to know is will this work?" he asked.
"It should. There's no reason why not. I've even worked it out so that it can withstand high pressure from your ki blasts and heavy physical blows if you decide to spar with someone else."
"That is all I need to know." He replied, handing her back her paperwork and pulling her close to him and kissing her on the forehead. "We must get this to Bardock. There isn't a moment to spare. How long do you think until it will be ready?"
"Oh wow, just the prototype alone," Bulma replied, exhaling heavily, puffing out her cheeks while doing the calculations in her head. "Like weeks?" she offered.
"Weeks?!" Vegeta exclaimed.
"Vegeta, to build it alone will take a while, not to mention the Gravity Simulator itself will be a huge undertaking. There will need to be tons of tests run to make sure it's perfectly safe. If even one element or component of my calculations is off by even a fraction, you could be crushed and killed." Bulma reasoned. "And that's just for the prototype. I'm sure there will be changes that will be needed to ensure it runs properly and is completely safe. I'm sure there's a ton of things I didn't even think of…"
He interrupted her rambling with a kiss. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, relieved that he was interested in the Gravity Room. She had spent so much time on it and she wanted nothing more than to help him achieve his goal.
"We will leave now and take this to Bardock." He said looking at her intensely. He was so proud of her. He was proud that she was able to come up with something so amazing all on her own. He was literally blown away. If he hadn't thought her to be anything less than a genius before, he knew she was now. What really moved him more than anything was knowing how much time and thought and energy she had put into this and it was all to help him achieve his goal. She may not be able to help in the physical battle, but this was her contribution. He would be more than proud to say he had increased his fighting strength because of the help from this little woman.
Bulma smiled brightly and gathered up her paperwork.
They reached Bardocks lab within a few minutes and she presented and explained everything to him. Vegeta leaned back against the wall with his arms crossed and watched her as she broke every last detail down to the head scientist. She looked so beautiful when she was relaxed and confident and in her element. He felt bad that he had cut off her explanation earlier. This was something she really loved to do- inventing new things. It was like a completely different side to her emerged when she was in the lab; not that he wasn't attracted to her when she wasn't absorbed in scientific things but he could see her being a huge asset on her planet in this kind of setting. Her father must have been very proud of her. He smirked as he saw Bardock frown at her explanation of how to achieve this gravity simulation. He was completely absorbed in it. It appeared that Bardock was just as blown away as he had been when she explained it to him.
"Well?" Bulma asked once she had gone through everything. "What do you think? Can it be of help to Vegeta?"
"Bulma, every day I have spent working with you humbles me more than the day before." Bardock exclaimed. "This is absolutely astounding!"
Bulma smiled proudly. How in the hell did you manage to come up with this?" the older Saiyan asked, looking over the equation again trying to fully understand it.
"I don't know." Bulma shrugged. "I saw the specs for the training room and thought of it while I was designing and upgrading the rest of it. It just kinda came to me by accident. I didn't even know if it would be of any use. It could be dangerous."
"This should work." Bardock mumbled, still analyzing the mathematics.
"So you understand it?" Bulma asked hopefully.
"I think I do. I will need your help. But I have a pretty good idea of how to do this. It looks like you've calculated this out perfectly." Bardock nodded. "I cannot believe I didn't think of this."
"Well if it weren't for your design of a training room in the first place, I might not have even thought about it myself."
"Your Highness, I feel I have failed you. I pride myself on my knowledge of all things scientific, yet in one week I have been humbled many times by a simple girl you happened to have found." Bardock said shaking his head and turning to his prince. "We must find a way to keep her safe."
"Hmmn." Vegeta replied.
"Should it ever be possible, you have my respect and allegiance as our queen." Bardock said to her.
"Oh, thank you, Bardock." Bulma replied, feeling her face grow warm. "I don't know if that will ever be possible but-"
"Of course it will." Vegeta interrupted. "I will take no one else."
Bulma smiled and looked down at her feet. There wasn't anything she'd want more than for Vegeta to make her his Queen but she knew that it wasn't realistic at this point. She still appreciated his determination though. She'd fight for him as long as he still saw her worthy enough to fight for.
"We will have to see how this week unfolds." Bardock said seriously. "We have to make sure you do not leave here with Lord Frieza. It is a possibility."
"I know." Bulma said. She had been worrying nonstop since Vegeta warned her of the potential possibility.
"I will die before I let that disgusting lizard or any of his peons take her with them." Vegeta growled.
"You both have my support." Bardock replied. "I will do whatever I can."
"Thank you." Bulma said with a smile.
"When can we start building this Gravity Room?" Vegeta asked, changing the subject.
"We may start tomorrow. I will take these design schematics to the technicians. They can start building it." Bardock said. "It will take a few days. I will let you know when we are ready to start on the Gravity Simulation. I will need your help."
Bulma nodded. "You know where to find me."
After a few more minutes, Vegeta left Bardock's lab with Bulma and the two headed back to his personal wing of the palace.
Once the door was closed, Vegeta pulled her into a tight embrace. "I am so proud of you, Woman." He said against her neck, breathing in her scent.
"I'm glad to help." She said wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning into him contentedly.
"You have done more than help." He said, wrapping his strong arms around her waist. "I will easily be able to attain my goal now. And once that happens, I will take the throne and make you my queen. You have my word."
"There isn't anything I want more, but what if no one accepts me?" she asked, looking worriedly up at him.
"Then to hell with them." He replied looking intensely at her.
She knew he meant it but that didn't make her any less afraid.
"If they do not accept you, then they do not accept me." He said simply, squeezing her to emphasize his point.
Bulma closed the gap between them and kissed him. He kissed her back deeply. Trying to convey everything he felt for her and all his confidence he had in her to her. In his mind, she was his perfect match in every way.
Their make out session was interrupted by Vegeta's scouter going off.
"What?" Vegeta grumbled. His father was on the other line.
Bulma looked at him, noting his abrupt change in demeanor. Not two seconds ago he was relaxed and kissing her with a passion that made her head spin.
"Alright." He barked back. "I'll be there momentarily." He said and disconnected.
"What's up?" Bulma asked, assuming it wasn't anything good if he was leaving to see his father so late in the day.
"Lord Frieza has just arrived." Vegeta replied.
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