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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 27
Vegeta quietly left Bulma's room early the next morning. He snuck out while she was still asleep. He needed to find Kakarott. She had mentioned that he would be waiting for her on their ship.
He walked briskly down the street back to the ship docks. He could sense the clown's energy signal. It didn't take long and he found himself in front of a small ship. He knocked cautiously.
A moment later the door opened. "Hey, Vegeta!" Kakarott greeted. "How's it going? I'm glad to see you!"
"Hmmn." Vegeta growled and walked into the ship quickly; the less attention the better.
"So, you got in touch with Bulma I take it?" he asked with a silly grin.
"Of course I did!" he snapped. "What I do not understand is why you would let her go through with such a stupid plan as planting bombs all over the place here. Have you no sense?!"
"Of course I do. I was the one who actually came up with the idea." Kakarott shrugged, not understanding why Vegeta was so upset.
"I should have known." Vegeta said shaking his head angrily. "Do you have any idea how much trouble you both are in? I appreciate the effort and I am relieved you both are alright, but at what cost? If you both had been caught how do you think I would have felt meeting you two again in Frieza's torture chamber after months of thinking you both dead? He has asked that I find whoever is responsible and bring them back so that he can interrogate them personally. Kakarott, you know what he is capable of!"
Kakarott shrugged. "We were extremely careful, Vegeta. Bulma knows what she's doing. There was no way for us to get caught. Besides, it was my idea. If Bulma had gotten caught, I would have taken the fall for it. I would never let anything happen to her, you should know that."
"That is not the point! You put her in danger by allowing her to accompany you."
"Well what would you have had us do, Vegeta?" Kakarott asked, slightly annoyed. "You were the one who put up a block and shut her out completely. You have no idea how much that hurt her. I had to see her every single day like that so I came up with an idea to find you. It took a long time and yes, it was risky; but I would do it all again if it meant that you two would be reunited. I couldn't stand seeing her like that anymore."
"I know! She told me." He growled, hating to be reminded yet again that he had ignored her. "I made a mistake. I do not need your third class ass throwing it back into my face."
"Well, then get off my case." Kakarott said with a frown. "It worked, didn't it?"
Vegeta nodded, deciding to let the matter drop. "In the future, do not allow her to put herself into a dangerous situation. I do not care what it is or how much she pleads."
"Why would we have to worry about that now? Didn't you fix your bond last night?"
"No." Vegeta shook his head. "We need to rebuild. I had severed a great deal of it. I can hear her odd thought but that is it. I did not reopen it last night."
"Why not?" Kakarott asked, confused.
"Because I cannot afford having her as a distraction right now." He replied. "I also do not want her in my head. Not right now. Not with what I have done these past eight months. I do not want her privy to any of it."
"Does she know that, Vegeta?"
"No." he shook his head.
"Vegeta, Bulma is the last person who will ever judge you." Kakarott shrugged. "You'll just be hurting her all over again by doing this. That was the whole point of this. To show you that she was alive and then you two could reconnect and you would both be able to keep tabs on each other until everything is figured out; unless you are planning on leaving today with us."
"I cannot." Vegeta said, shaking his head. As much as he would have loved nothing more, it was not possible.
"Why not?" Kakarott asked. "There's plenty of room on this ship; Frieza wouldn't be able to track you. And he will never find you on the planet we are hiding out on. I hadn't even heard of it. It's just small. It has no technology so it wouldn't be of any use to him. Just leave with us."
"I cannot. Not while I am in the middle of a mission." Vegeta shook his head. He still hadn't worked out what he was going to tell Frieza about the bomb situation. The good news was it wouldn't be happening anymore. The bad news was that Frieza wasn't so stupid as to just think this problem miraculously disappeared. He was too pissed off about it to do that. He wanted answers and someone to punish.
"Well, why not after?" Kakarott suggested. "It's really not a bad place to stay. I like it there. We could resume training and sparring together. I am badly in need of someone to spar with that can actually challenge me. There isn't one person there that can."
"Great. A planet full of weaklings."
"Vegeta, there's nowhere else we can go. Not without someone notifying Frieza of our presence. Come back with us. Who cares about Lord Frieza and what he wants to know happened here. Just disappear with Bulma and I today."
While the thought was definitely appealing, there was something telling him to not do this. At least until he gave Frieza an excuse for what happened here. He could pretend like he was on his way back but just conveniently not make it back. Sell his ship on some planet and disappear after that.
"I cannot do that, but it won't be long. I will follow you both." Vegeta said. "How long until you leave today?"
"I was hoping to leave within a few hours. Before afternoon." Kakarott said. "I need to get back home. I have a mate of my own now too. She is pregnant."
"I heard." Vegeta replied dryly. "You make sure she is well taken care of. She may not last."
"I think she'll be fine, Vegeta. She's pretty strong." Kakarott said proudly.
"Hmmn. Still. It is far too risky. I hope you are right." He said leaving. "I will have Bulma back here before the afternoon.
"Thanks Vegeta. Try not to upset her."
"And why would I do that?" he asked, almost outraged.
"Just because she really cares a lot about you and I don't think you realize just how much." Kakarott said awkwardly. "I just don't like seeing her sad is all."
Vegeta grumbled something inaudible and left the ship. He headed back quickly to the hotel Bulma had been staying and made it back to her room. She must have been up already. He noted that there was breakfast on the table and he could hear the shower in the washroom. He was hungry and did need to eat but the thought of Bulma wet and naked in the shower brought on an urgent very different hunger within him that needed to be quenched first.
He stripped himself of his clothing and snuck into the bathroom as quietly as he could, smiling wickedly to himself. He snuck into the shower, shaking his head that she was completely oblivious to his presence. He watched her for a moment and then decided to ambush his prey; he wrapped one arm around her waist and one hand over her mouth, pulling her up against him.
Bulma shrieked in surprise but relaxed almost immediately, realizing who her attacker was. She moaned as he slid the hand on her waist down between her legs and began playing with her folds. Rubbing her gently and slipping his fingers inside her.
She surprised him as she opened her mouth and took two of his fingers into her mouth and began to suck and nibble on them suggestively. She arched her behind into him, teasing his already hard arousal as he continued to tease her most sensitive spot with his fingers. He let her go and turned her around, pushing her up against the wall of the shower. She hitched a leg around his muscular waist and sighed in contentment as he entered her, filling her up completely.
He began to move in and out of her and was entranced at the appearance of her breasts jiggling with every thrust he made into her. He decided that though the shower sex was nice, he couldn't quite move against her the way he wanted to. He wrapped his tail securely around her waist and grabbed her other leg so that both her legs were wrapped around his waist. Leaving himself still buried inside her, he placed both hands on her bum and carried them out of the shower, not caring that he had left the water running.
Vegeta laid her on the bed and began to rock into her quickly and deeply, enjoying the panting and moaning noises the small woman underneath him was making. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned his name repeatedly as she felt herself nearing her peak. He kissed and nipped his way up her jaw line and moaned her name into her ear. He then began to trail his mouth down her neck and kissed and sucked on the spot where he had bit her the night of their first coupling. He was just about to bite her again when he came back to his senses and instead kissed her deeply on the lips again. Sliding both his hands down her back to where her bottom was, he raised her up just a bit so she could take him in even deeper.
Bulma cried out his name as she came after only a few more deep thrusts from him. He slowed his pace, not wanting to reach his own completion just yet. He stopped moving and held himself up with his arms, watching her as she basked in the pleasure of her release. He smirked down at her, proud that he was the only one to have ever done this to her; the only one who would ever have her this way. He slowly pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach and entered her again slowly.
Bulma began panting again, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of the feelings he seemed to evoke within her as he moved in and out of her relentlessly in such a way that she had no choice but to surrender herself to the pleasure he was inflicting on her. This was so good! Better than any trashy romance novels she had read back in high school and much better than any of fantasies she had dreamed up of them together again. Oh how hard it would be to leave him after this! They had spent all night making love and refamiliarizing themselves with each other's bodies. How could she possibly leave him now and send him back to the hell of life on Frieza's ship? He didn't belong there. He belonged with her, just like she belonged with him at his side.
She reached for his right hand and slid it down between her legs, placing his fingers on her clit. He got the hint immediately and began stroking her.
Vegeta took her other hand and laced his fingers with hers as he continued to thrust into her a little harder now; he could feel his release building up quickly. Once again, he fought the urge to bite her again and rebuild their damaged bond. He felt a small twinge of guilt. Guilt for ruining it in the first place and guilt for not rebuilding it now that he had the chance these past twelve hours. Every instinct within him was urging him to do it, yet he could not. He would wait until he came to find her on her new home planet. Then when he could be with her, he would work on rebuilding their bond with her then; when he was free from distraction. Then they would be together like they were meant to be. He squeezed her hand gently as he came, spilling himself inside of her. He continued to thrust slowly, riding out his full release, which in turn allowed her her second climax that morning. He pulled out of her and wrapped his arms around her as she rolled over to face him.
"I love you," she said quietly, still trying to catch her breath. "I can't believe you're here."
"Hush, Woman." He growled, gently squeezing her. "Do not get all emotional on me."
"I'm sorry." She nodded. "I can't help it. I missed you so much. There were days where I wondered if I would ever see you again. Now that I have, I don't want to leave you. I can't."
"Yes you can." he replied dryly. "And you will. I went and spoke to Kakarott this morning. You will leave with him."
"I can't send you back, Vegeta. I just can't." she said sadly."It's ruining you. Maybe not yet, but it will. You can't stay there."
"I'll be fine. Stop your worrying. You act as though I am being sent to my death." He said with a frown. "I will leave soon enough. Once I figure out a way to cover up this mess you and Kakarott have created I will join you on that mud ball. I promise you that."
"Vegeta, why don't you just come now?" she said dejectedly. "Please? I need you."
"You'll be fine. You made it this far without me." He replied, trying to discourage her apparent neediness. Whether he liked it or not, he didn't like the idea of parting ways with her any more than she did. "I have to clean this up. I cannot just disappear. Frieza will send bounty hunters out to find me. Once I finish here I will tell him I am on my way back and then disappear; find a way to make it look like an accident so he will not be out searching for me."
"Can I stay here with you then?" she asked hopefully.
"Absolutely not." He replied without hesitation. "You will leave with Kakarott today."
"Why? I won't get in your way, I promise. While you're out, I'll stay here. No one will see me." She pleaded.
"No. I cannot risk it. Frieza has many spies here." he said, shaking his head. "You will leave. I will follow in a few short days. Then we can be together. We will rebuild our bond and things will be as they should be between us."
"Alright, fine. By the way, I did notice that you didn't reopen it." She said. "I know you wanted to, I felt your desire faintly through what is left of our bond and I felt you lingering around my neck and then you always stopped. Why?"
Vegeta sighed deeply, he did not want to get into this now. The only reason he even mentioned it was because he didn't want her thinking he had avoided it because he didn't want her. "It's complicated. Please trust me when I say I do want to rebuild it, but right now is not the right time."
"You still think I'm a weakness and distraction to you?" she asked bluntly, trying to hide the fact that even though she knew that was how he felt, it still hurt her feelings.
He nodded. "I know this upsets you, but for the time being I have to be focused. I know you will be alright with Kakarott. I have no doubts there. I now know that you are alive and well. That is all I need for now. When I return to you we will work on it." He said looking intensely at her. He did not want her to be hurt, but he truly believed this was what he needed at the moment. Now that he knew she was fine, he felt a huge burden lifted off his shoulders.
"Alright." She said quietly. "I don't like it and I don't understand it, but I will go along with it for now."
"We will be fine." He said confidently. "I cannot have you distracting me with your thoughts and I do not want you in my head right now."
"What does that mean, Vegeta?"
"It means that there are things I have done since we last saw each other that I am not proud of." He said awkwardly. "Trust me when I say you do not want to be in my head right now."
"I won't judge you if that's what you are worried about, Vegeta." She said. "I know you've killed and done bad things. I caught a glimpse the first night we were together and even witnessed you annihilate someone first hand. I didn't turn away from you then. Why would I now?"
"I just do not want to deal with any of that right now. When we are finally fully reunited, I will let you in, but right now. Please let it go."
She looked at him in concern. What could be so bad that he didn't want her to know? "Vegeta, you can't just keep everything locked away to yourself. You'll go crazy." She said. "I'm here. Confide in me. Let me at least help you carry whatever burden it is you have. That's my job. I am your mate; your significant other. Your wife; your spouse, maybe not your better half, but I am your other half. Please, let me help. Even if all I can do is listen, it would still be better than you having to bottle everything up and deal with it on your own. We face everything together."
"Leave it be." He said again, refusing to say anything else. "We will work on it later."
She sighed and nodded; knowing that to push him any further would only make him angry and decided to trust him and leave it be for how. Hopefully in him he would open up to her. "Alright. Just don't take too long. We've been apart long enough."
"I won't be long; maybe a few days. A few weeks at the most. Then I will join you, finish my training then destroy Frieza and return home to Vegeta-sei and take my rightful place at the throne with you by my side like it was meant to be. My father will have no choice but to yield."
"Alright. I will trust you on this." She said. "I am sorry though, I don't know what you are going to do for training other than spar with Kakarott. I redid my plans for the gravity room but don't have the materials tools or even the technology to go about building it. I'm sorry."
Vegeta chuckled. "Worry not about it. I made a quick visit to my father before I was sent here. Bardock finished it."
"He did? Oh wow! When?" she asked excitedly, though a part of her was disappointed she hadn't been the one to do it. It had been the best thing she had ever come up with. "It works? It's helped you like I had hoped?"
He nodded and kissed her on the forehead. "I only got it a few days ago. It is miraculous. Bardock only finished it a few weeks ago apparently."
"Good!" she smiled, ultimately glad that it was finished and that it would help him. "Bring it with you and the two of you can train together. Maybe Kakarott can ascend too and you can both take down Frieza."
Vegeta laughed. "I think not! Kakarott can train all he wants but he will never ascend. He is nothing but a third class warrior. He is exceptionally strong for a third class warrior, I will commend him for that but the ability to ascend to the Legendary Super Saiyan flows through my veins. It is in my blood. Not his." He said haughtily.
"Oh gee, sorry." Bulma replied, rolling her eyes. "Well, you two can still train. I know he is dying for someone to spar with. No one on this planet is even close to him in strength."
"We'll see. He may not be able to even handle it. That Gravity Room is a challenge. I am already training at 300 times normal gravity in my ascended state."
"Vegeta!" Bulma exclaimed. "Be careful!"
"Yes, I know." Vegeta rolled his eyes. "It will not be long before I will need an upgrade. So start thinking about that."
Bulma sighed. She had no idea how she would be able to manage that on this planet. She would have to take a look at the one he had to be able to determine if she even could do an upgrade. On the other hand, she didn't even really want to do an upgrade. What if he hurt himself? "I'll need to see it before I can even think about it. I may not be able to."
"You will." Vegeta said confidently. "I thought you were some sort of genius?"
"Hey! I am a genius." Bulma replied, frowning at him. "And I'm beautiful too."
"You most certainly are." He said, leaning in to kiss her. "Why did you cut your hair?" he asked suddenly. While it certainly didn't take away from her looks, that she would cut her hair so short had really been picking at him.
"Because it's too hot back on Callisto and even here." she replied with a shrug.
"So? It is hot on Vegeta-sei and none of the women cut their hair." He replied blankly.
"Well, I'm not Saiyan and it was too hot and annoying having my hair hanging all over the place all the time and it's not like I had anyone to impress." She said. "Why? You don't like it?"
Vegeta shrugged, running his hand through her now short locks. He had loved running his fingers through her long silky blue hair. He had fantasized about her gorgeous, soft blue hair in his dreams. "It's alright. I preferred it when it was long."
"Well, you weren't around so it's not like I had the option of consulting your royal highness about it." She snipped at him. "Is it really that bad? I kind of like it."
"I can live with it." He said, even though he knew she would be stunningly beautiful no matter what she did. She didn't need to know that though.
"Hair grows." She replied dryly.
"In your case, thank the gods for that." He chuckled. "I am fortunate. My far superior genetics require that I never have to cut my hair."
"That's boring." She teased. "What if I thought you'd look better with shorter hair?"
"Tough, Woman."
"So I don't get a say in your hair style, but you can have a say in mine? Where's the fairness in that?"
"Do what you want, Woman. It matters little to me what you do with your damned hair." He sighed. "Just remember, I do have a preference."
She rolled her eyes. "Typical male. Men and long hair. I don't get it! Well, if you're coming back to Callisto, then I'll grow it out again. Sound like a deal?"
"What would it matter to me how you wore your hair if I didn't come back?"
"But I thought you said you would?"
"I am." He replied. "I am merely pointing out the ridiculousness of your statement."
"Whatever. I'll grow my hair out and you come back. Okay?"
He chuckled and pulled her close to him. He really did not want her to leave. Damn that Kakarott for needing to leave right away! Though it was probably for the better in the long run. He had work to do. If she didn't leave he could easily spend the rest of the day in bed with her. That would not be good. He needed to make it look like he was accomplishing something and he needed to get some training time in today too. No, it was best she leave. Already she was distracting him far more than he liked to admit. He then took a deep breath, taking in her scent again and kissed her deeply.
"We need to get you back to that ship. Eat up." He said, letting her go and getting out of bed before he allowed himself to get carried away again.
Bulma frowned at him as he left her in bed. "I know," she sighed. "Let me wash up again quick and I will join you for a quick bite."
"What for? You just showered."
"I know but someone attacked me and I was rudely interrupted." She said sarcastically. "I'll be quick."
Vegeta sat at the table and helped himself to some breakfast. Sure enough, as promised, Bulma emerged quickly from her shower. They both ate in companionable silence.
"So, what are you going to do today?" Bulma asked casually.
"I am going to start my supposed investigation report and hopefully find a way to put Frieza's concern at ease. Thought it will not be easy. I will need to handle this matter delicately." He sighed.
"I told you, there's nothing to find." Bulma said, waving her hand dismissively. "I was very careful and thought of every possible scenario when we were doing it."
"That may be, but I am still unimpressed."
"I know. I'm sorry." She said rolling her eyes, not wanting to get into this again with him. "I'd do it again though, just so you know."
"Stupid." He mumbled under his breath, shaking his head.
"I know, I know; you're not happy with this. It'll be fine, you'll figure something out."
"Hmmn. Let's go." He said, getting up and heading to the door.
"Just a sec!" Bulma said, running back to the bathroom. She came out a moment later wearing the short black wig she had been wearing the day before.
He looked at her a moment. How had he not recognized her immediately when she had bumped into him yesterday?
"See something you like?" she asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow.
"Hmmn." He growled. "Do not tempt me."
Bulma smirked to herself and grabbed her overnight bag and followed him to the door. "Wait a sec." She said and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Her heart sank as she felt him tense up. He was mentally and emotionally withdrawing already. She hugged him as tightly as she could, just in case anything did happen and it would be several months before she saw him again. She wanted him to know that no matter what he did, no matter where he was, she loved him with every inch of her being and nothing would ever change that.
He sighed gratefully when she felt his strong arms wrap around her small body. They held each other for a few silent moments, basking in each other's nearness. She finally let him go and kissed him chastely on the lips. "I love you."
He smirked at her his cocky, trademark smirk. "I know."
Bulma could not help but feel a little disappointed that he didn't verbally return the sentiment. After everything they had both been through together and after being separated for so long and finally finding each other he still could not say it. It would not have bothered her so much if he had reestablished their bond. When they had been together last time he hadn't said the words back either but she didn't need to hear them. She had felt through the bond what he felt.
Now that their bond had been all but severed, she could only pick up brief, fleeting thoughts and feelings from him. Even that was extremely difficult; to do so, she really had to concentrate hard but it could be done. She wondered if he was still blocking her. It did not matter. He said he would join her soon on Callisto and make things right between them again. She would be lying if she said she wasn't disappointed that he didn't choose to do that last night or allow her to stay here with him where they could get reacquainted without interruptions.
"We must go." He said, letting her go and exiting the room.
They walked quietly together down the hall and down the stairs casually. When they reached the main floor, Vegeta kept going, ignoring her completely.
I will be outside waiting and will follow you back to the ship. He said to her through the bond. It was faint and distant, but she had heard it and continued on to the checkout counter. She paid the clerk and headed out onto the street.
She looked around briefly, trying to find him but could not; as the streets were very buy by now.
Just go, Woman. She heard him growl.
Alright! She grumbled back. I only wanted to see where you were.
It does not matter where I am. I am keeping my eye on you from a distance. We cannot be seen together. Now go. You are making it blatantly obvious that you are looking for someone.
Bulma sighed at his harsh tone and headed towards the shipping docks at a casual pace; her eyes still sweeping across the street every so often still hoping to catch even the slightest glimpse of him. so far, no luck. He's good. She thought to herself.
I do not wish to be seen. Therefore, stop looking. He growled, though not angrily.
It did not quench her curiosity any. If anything, it only made it worse. She had to force herself not to stop and look for him just on principal. It was driving her nuts! She stifled a giggle and kept going.
What is so funny?
You. She replied. This was getting a little easier to do now that they were both working on having a mental conversation. It still wasn't as easy as before though. Back home, when I was a little girl, there were these books that were really popular. They were called 'Where's Waldo?' There would be a busy picture of a scene crowded with people and buildings and anything you can imagine-
The point? He interrupted her.
You had to find Waldo. He always wore blue pants and a tacky red and white stripped sweater and hat so he should have been very obvious but sometimes he was very hard to find amongst all the chaos going on in the picture. It could take like five to ten minutes to find him.
This was a book? He asked.
Yeah! It would have like maybe ten different picture scenarios, each one more difficult than the last.
Sounds like a stupid waste of time.
It was fun! For kids anyway. I had all of them.
Hmmmn. What does this have to do with me?
You saying you do not wish to be seen just reminded me of it. That's all; and its busy here, full of people and distractions. I don't know why, but I thought of Where's Waldo? Except now I guess it's Where's Vegeta? She jokingly replied.
Idiot. He growled back.
You know, when you make it back to Callisto, we really need to work on your sense of humor. You really need to lighten up! She thought irritably.
Hmmmn. Was all she got back as a reply.
She stood at an intersection, waiting until it was safe to cross the busy street. Once again, she could not resist the urge to look for him. She discreetly looked across the street, to the left and to the right. She even glanced behind both shoulders periodically and still could not find him. She sighed in frustration and scanned the other side of the street once more, not paying attention to the traffic.
"I think it is safe to cross the street now, Woman." A deep voice, smooth as velvet said into her right ear.
She took in a sharp intake of breath. He had startled her. She heard a low chuckle emit from him and watched as he walked past her without so much as a glance and crossed the street ahead of her.
Are you coming or are you just going to stand there all day?
Yes, I'm coming, you creep! She replied, following him.
He smirked to himself. He had to admit, he had missed their ridiculous bantering back and forth. Such a complete waste of time, but he could not help pushing her buttons. She made it so easy. He stopped and pretended to observe something on the side of the street, allowing her to pass him.
Bulma fought the urge to poke him or grab his tail as she passed by, since the whole point of this was for him to discreetly escort her back to the ship. They were almost there, she realized. She was almost sad. If only there was some way for him to come with them.
No, I cannot come with you. He replied, obviously picking up her stray thoughts.
I know. She replied. A girl can always hope though, right?
Hmmn. I can see Kakarott's ship from here. I will let you know when I am on my way to that mud ball you call home.
Alright. Thank you for escorting me. She said, not turning back to look for him again. Hey, try to keep somewhat in touch. Please?
Fine. Just do not distract me. I have a lot that needs to be done.
I won't. She replied, smiling to herself. At least if he didn't keep her blocked while she was waiting for him that would make her feel a lot better.
She boarded the ship and greeted Kakarott who she could tell was very anxious to get going.
Vegeta stood on the street and waited until he saw the ship leave before heading down to where he needed to begin his investigation. He spoke with a few of the workers. None of them seemed to have any useful information. They had all said they had not noticed anything unusual or anyone around that shouldn't have been there. He finally went to the explosion site. It was pretty big. He could understand why Frieza was so pissed. He began to take a look. He smirked to himself. Bulma had been right. There was not a trace of evidence left behind. Whatever they had used as a bomb not only completely self destructed, but any remnants of the bomb itself had been destroyed so you could not find out what type of bomb it was or what kind of material it was made from. Everything that could possibly link anything to the perpetrator was completely destroyed.
He had to hand it to her, she was good. The only thing he had to do now was figure out something to tell Frieza. Telling him that there was nothing to report would not suffice. It should have been easy to find clues especially since he knew who was behind it; but there was nothing.
Vegeta sighed and left the destruction site. He headed back to his ship and called Lord Frieza.
"My dear Prince, how nice to hear from you. I trust you have found out who has had the nerve to interfere with my fuel source once and for all?" the Lizard's syrupy voice came on.
"No, not exactly, Lord Frieza." Vegeta replied. "Whoever has done this is obviously highly skilled and knows what they are doing. I cannot find any clues whatsoever."
"Nothing at all, Vegeta?" Frieza asked suspiciously.
"I may have one thing, however I will need more time to investigate it."
"And what's that, my Prince?"
"It may have been the work of a disgruntled employee." Vegeta said. It had been the only thing he could think of. "None of the workers say that there has been any sighting of anyone strange or unfamiliar. However there have been riots among workers. I suspect that is the problem."
"I see." Frieza said, pondering the possibility. "Whatever the case may be, I still want whoever is responsible brought to me. Understand? You have leave to remain until you can find out who it is. If it is the work of several of them, then bring all of them to me."
"I understand my lord. I shall not fail you." Vegeta replied.
"Be sure that you do not. You have been exemplary these past several months, I must commend you on your efforts. Get this done and I shall begin giving you real missions now that you have proved your loyalty."
"Thank you. I will not delay." Vegeta said, waiting for the Lizard Lord to disconnect.
Vegeta sat in the captain's chair in his ship for about a half hour or so, pondering what to do next. It had been about three hours since Bulma had left. He could not get her out of his head. He had thought of training for a little while, but that hadn't sounded appealing at the moment. Everything seemed well under control here. He had leave from Lord Frieza to do whatever he wanted. He obviously trusted him with this that he was not breathing down his neck over it.
Vegeta walked out to the shipping dock and began to walk around where the other ships were all the while formulating a plan. He still wasn't sure what he should do next. Stay here or go after the Woman. It may be days before Frieza decided to contact him for an update. Within days, he could disappear. Frieza would not be able to find him.
He noticed a man getting out of a smaller ship and approached him. He explained that he needed a smaller ship for just himself and offered a trade; his larger ship for this man's smaller one. Thankfully the man seemed to have no idea who he was. He even included a lump sum of cash to ensure the deal at which this man seemed tickled pink as soon as he saw Vegeta's ship. The man was too excited to even ask why he wanted to make such a dramatic downgrade. Fool. Vegeta thought to himself.
Within minutes, the deal was done. Vegeta boarded this new small ship and set the coordinates for Callisto. He smirked as the ship reached outer space. My, wont Bulma be surprised. He thought to himself and settled in for a nap.
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