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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 36
Kakarott and Dr. Briefs hastily made their way to the harem area on the ship. Kakarott had never been there, but he knew where it was. "We don't have a lot of time, I'm afraid. You must hurry."
"I will, my boy." Dr. Brief replied with a determined nod. "I don't want to spend another moment here if I can help it. Thank you for helping me look for my wife and for caring for Bulma. You and Vegeta both have my gratitude."
"Oh, it's my pleasure!" Kakarott said with his usual childish grin. "Bulma's become like a little sister to me. Ever since she and Vegeta got together. She's like the sweetest person I've ever met. We spent a lot of time together when she and Vegeta got separated."
"So you and Bulma were an item then?" he asked in a confused tone.
"What? Oh no, nothing like that, sir. She's Vegeta's woman through and through. Those two were meant for one another." Kakarott said with a laugh. "She even introduced me to her friend Chi-Chi and now we're mated and expecting our first child."
"Chi-Chi made it through everything and they found each other? How nice!" Dr. Briefs commented. Somehow the fact that Chi-Chi had survived and the two girls had found each other didn't surprise him. "Congratulations." He added awkwardly.
"Yea thanks! Just like Bulma and Vegeta!" Kakarott nodded. "But Chi-Chi is a few months ahead of Bulma."
"Bulma is pregnant?" Dr. Briefs asked, coming to an abrupt stop.
"Oh, she didn't tell you?" Kakarott asked, his face growing red from embarrassment.
"No." Dr. Briefs replied. "Not that she really had the opportunity to. But she did tell me she and Vegeta were married."
"Yea, they are. Well, mated as my people would call it."
"So the things Lord Frieza said about her being nothing more than his sex slave was false?" Dr. Briefs asked, looking carefully at Kakarott as though he were analyzing his reaction.
"Oh, absolutely!" Kakarott replied. "Well, technically yea."
"How do you mean, my boy?" he asked. "I need to know that I am not taking my baby girl out from one horrible situation and placing her into another. If that happens to be the case, I think its better we stay here."
"Oh no! Yea, for sure! I understand." Kakarott nodded. "I don't feel it's my place to tell such a story. You should really be hearing it from Bulma but when she and Vegeta met, I don't exactly know what happened, but he was smitten with her. We left then came back. He purchased her from the place she was at and brought her back to our home planet under the cover that she was his personal concubine."
Dr. Briefs frowned and nodded, not saying anything.
"That kind of thing is very common among our race. Vegeta told everyone that so that she would be left alone and no one would question him. It was for her protection. No one in the right mind would take what belongs to the crowned Prince." Kakarott continued. "However, you can have my word that Vegeta never treated her as such. He didn't even touch her until he decided to take her as his mate. He and I share the same opinion where women are concerned. Vegeta was also interested in having Bulma help advance our technology to help free us from Lord Frieza. She was working in the lab with my father, but no one was to know of this since it is forbidden for bed slaves to be used for anything else."
"So then why did he tell everyone she was his bed slave?" Dr. Briefs asked in confusion.
"Because it's not seen as proper for women to work in the lab anyway and as Vegeta's bed slave, no one would be suspicious as to why he was keeping her confined to his quarters. They would have just assumed he was very possessive of what was his. It's not something that either of us agree with, sir. It's just what is common among our race. Vegeta's father, our own King goes through women by the droves. It is acceptable. Vegeta isn't like that though. He finds his father's conduct appalling. So when Frieza says that Bulma was nothing more than his concubine, it's true in the sense that it is what he told everyone. But it isn't because he never treated her or used her that way. Unfortunately, both his father and Lord Frieza caught on that he did care for her as more than he should and so they plotted to have her killed. Vegeta sent both her and I away; it was my job to ensure she be kept safe and it was almost a year before they were reunited. It was on our travels that Bulma happened to find Chi-Chi and we brought her with us and I admit I was quite taken by the girl."
Dr. Briefs nodded. "Thank you."
"For what?" Kakarott asked in confusion.
"For settling that for me." The Dr. replied. "You look like you have an honest face. I will trust you. Before they locked Bulma away and messed with her head, she told me to trust Vegeta when he came. Then Frieza said a bunch of horrible things to her about Vegeta's true intentions where she was concerned. I must admit, they were horrible and as a father, I questioned which the right path to take was. I followed my gut feeling on this one. Vegeta is exactly what she had briefly described which is why I came with you. Your story seems legitimate and so I am entrusting both you and Vegeta with our safety."
"I am honored, sir." Kakarott said with a smile. "I can promise you, it's nothing like what Frieza has said. Now let's find your mate and hopefully we can get out of here quickly. I can explain everything better once we make it to the ship if it doesn't look like Vegeta needs my help. And then you can get the whole story from both of them. Sound like a plan?"
"It does!" Dr. Briefs agreed.
The two men walked uncomfortably into the harem.
"Why hello, gorgeous!" One of the women greeted. "How may I be of service to you today?"
"Hi. Umm, we aren't here for your services." Kakarott said scratching the back of his head awkwardly as the woman who had greeted them and several others looked at them both with interest. "But maybe you can help us. We're looking for someone."
"Oh? And who may that be?" a scantily clad light green woman asked with a pout.
"This man is looking for his mate. Is she here? She's human." Kakarott answered, gesturing to Dr. Briefs. He realized he knew nothing of Bulma's mother. What she looked like. He didn't even know her name.
"Yes. Her name is Bunny Briefs." Dr. Briefs replied. "She's tall and has blonde hair."
Three of the woman looked at one another and shook their heads, no. "Oh! I know who you mean!" A very short petite woman with an opalescent complexion replied. "She was here for like a day I think. Does she like to cook and bake?"
"She does! Yes!" Dr. Briefs replied hopefully.
"Ya. We know her you guys!" the small woman said. "She's the one that makes us those amazing pastries and sometimes helps us with our makeup when we're pressed for time."
"Ohh!" a few of the women nodded in recollection. "I didn't even know what her name was." One of them said with a shrug.
"Do you know where we can find her?" Dr. Briefs asked excitedly. He hadn't seen his wife since the day Earth was destroyed.
"I think she's in the kitchen." The opalescent woman replied.
"Thank you!" the two men said, turning to leave immediately.
"Do you know where the kitchen is?" Dr. Briefs asked.
"Oh boy, do I ever!" Kakarott nodded and the two men headed into the elevator and Kakarott pushed one of the buttons, moving up a few floors. "I wonder how Vegeta is doing. I hope he found Bulma alright."
"I hope so as well." Dr. Briefs nodded. "Didn't he say something about sensing her energy or you sensing them both?"
"Yea. He did. But I can't sense either one of them at the moment." Kakarott said, frowning as he tried to concentrate. He should have been able to at least sense Vegeta. That he couldn't was starting to bother him. "Once we find your mate, I am going to take you both to the ship. You guys are to wait there for us. I will go look for Bulma and Vegeta. Alright?"
"Alright." Dr. Briefs nodded. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"No, I don't think so." Kakarott said, stepping out of the elevator first, making sure there were no threats waiting for them. The aroma of fresh food filled his lungs and made his mouth water. He had not had a decent meal since leaving Chi-Chi on Callisto.
The two men continued on into the back kitchen when they bumped into Yamcha.
"Dr. Briefs? Kakarott?" the young man exclaimed in disbelief. "Oh man, am I glad to see you guys! What are you doing here?"
"We're here looking for Bulma's mother." Kakarott replied warily. He wasn't impressed with him and now running into him would be a further complication.
"Oh, well she's just right this way." Yamcha said, indicating for them to follow him. "She snuck me out of the harem. Frieza sent me there instead of giving me a job like he'd promised. I was only there a few hours and Bunny came there to drop off some baked goods to the women there and let me come hang with her. I've been helping her out in the kitchen ever since."
"That is good, my boy." Dr. Briefs nodded. "I am glad you are alright."
"Oh yeah, I'm fine." Yamcha nodded. "So, where's Bulma? I haven't seen her since I arrived here."
"Vegeta is looking for her right now." Kakarott replied shortly. "We are here to retrieve Bulma's mother and head back to Callisto."
"Right on! I'm so glad I ran into you! I can't wait to get out of here." Yamcha said happily.
"I wasn't planning on bringing you back with us, Yamcha." Kakarott replied with a frown.
"Come on!" Yamcha whined.
"I don't see why we can't bring him back with us." Dr. Briefs commented, looking curiously at the Saiyan.
"That's not my call. It's up to Vegeta." Kakarott said shaking his head. "What you did was wrong and under Saiyan law, punishable by death."
"Well, I'm not Saiyan thank god for that and I was only doing what I thought was the right thing for Bulma. How could I know it was the wrong thing?" Yamcha objected. "Look! She's going to be reunited with both her parents because of me. Is that so bad? I know I screwed up but it worked out for the best, right?"
"You're the one who brought her here?" Dr. Briefs asked with a confused frown. He had been wondering all this time how she had gotten herself into this mess.
"Yeah. I met with one of Lord Frieza's associates and they said you were here so I brought Bulma here." Yamcha nodded.
"You kidnapped her and brought her here against her will is more like it." Kakarott corrected him with a frown. "Bulma knew her father was here. She and Vegeta were biding their time until he was strong enough to beat him before looking for her parents and bringing them back."
"Oh." Was all Yamcha said.
"Yeah." Kakarott replied. "Now will you please take us to Dr. Briefs' mate? We haven't much time."
"Yeah. She's right this way." Yamcha nodded and headed down another hallway. He couldn't believe how badly he had screwed things up. Why had Bulma not mentioned anything to him before about knowing her parents were alright? It did kind of make sense now how adamant she was about not going after them. She'd already had a plan. But again, why hadn't she filled him in on it? "Hey, I meant no harm, I swear."
"I'm sure you didn't, but it's up to Vegeta." Kakarott shrugged. "You kidnapped his mate and put her and their unborn child in grave danger by doing what you did. You'll be lucky if he doesn't seek you out once he destroys Lord Frieza and kill you for putting both him and Bulma through everything that you did. Like I said, it's not my call. It's Vegeta's. I'm not even sure what I would do if the roles were reversed and it was Chi-Chi."
Yamcha was about to say something else in his defense as he opened the door to another room but didn't get the chance.
"Oh my goodness gracious!" a tall, slender blonde woman exclaimed. "Trunks! Is that you?"
"It is, my dear." Dr. Briefs nodded, rushing over to his wife and hugging her. "Are you alright?"
"I am." She replied, trying not to cry. "Are you alright? I have been trying for months to find a way into the science lab! I knew you were there but couldn't find a way in."
"It's alright. I am fine and we are getting out of here." he soothed her. "Bulma is here as well somewhere. All of us are getting out of here."
"Bulma?" she cried. "She's alright? I haven't seen her either. Yamcha told me she's here."
"She is." Dr. Briefs nodded, not wanting to tell her about all that had happened right now.
"My Prince is looking for her right now." Kakarott said.
"A Prince? Oh, my!" Mrs. Briefs exclaimed, walking up to him. "Is he as handsome as you?" she asked, patting his cheek.
"I, uh. I don't know. I guess so?" Kakarott shrugged uncomfortably under the older woman's intense scrutiny.
"Let's go, my dear, you will meet him soon enough." Dr. Briefs said, urging his wife out the door in haste. "We must get out of here."
"Of course! Let's get out of here." she nodded."Oh, Yamcha, you are coming with us as well, right?"
"I'd like to." Yamcha nodded.
"Well, then come along. Hurry!" she said to him, reaching out and linking her arm with his.
Kakarott sighed, but didn't object. He would let Vegeta deal with it once he made his way back to the ship. It was his decision anyhow. He just hoped he didn't decide to blast him in front of Bulma's parents. That would not make for a good first impression.
The four of them hurried out of the kitchen area and into the elevator and up to the shipping dock where Kakarott hoped Vegeta would be waiting with Bulma.
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Bulma walked into the lab in a whirlwind fashion. She really needed to speak with her father. He always knew what to do and she always valued his opinion. She vaguely remembered she hadn't always taken his advice, especially where Yamcha had been concerned, but she had still always valued it.
She walked up to the work station where she knew he had been assigned and was shocked that he wasn't there. "Do you know where Dr. Briefs is?" she asked one of the workers urgently and frowned when he shook his head no and continued on with his work. Where is he? She thought to herself.
He is with Kakarott and they are looking for your mother. She heard Vegeta reply. She cursed herself at not keeping her mental wall up.
I thought I told you to stay out of my head. She replied irritably. She had the worst headache and didn't know why, she decided to head to her bedroom and lie down for a bit. Get her thoughts in order.
You did, but I didn't listen. Vegeta replied in amusement.
Bulma sighed in irritation and put her wall back up. She was confused enough at the moment without having to deal with him knowing every thought that popped into her mind. It was annoying! If their union had been consensual, as he had indicated, why would she have agreed to such a thing? It bothered her; it was an invasion of her privacy she thought in annoyance. She wanted nothing to do with him and now that he was here, she was forced to deal with him. Truth be told, she couldn't get him out of her head even though she wanted to; or that kiss they'd shared. She could not deny it had stirred something within her. She didn't understand it and it had frightened her to her core. On one hand she was very worried about her safety and the safety of her unborn child; on the other hand, she had felt safe in Vegeta's presence and despite what she had been told and had seen and what Vegeta had said when he'd said he would kill her for supposedly betraying him; something was telling her he still would not harm her.
There was definitely something there.
The more she thought on it, the angrier it made her. Someone was lying to her and she didn't like it. One thing that Vegeta had said that made sense to her was his insistence that she look into all of this on her own. He had said that twice to her. She went to bed and curled herself up in a ball under the blankets. She decided that a nap would help. Just a quick nap to get rid of this headache and then she'd go and look for her father and try to figure this thing out.
After about a half hour, she began to feel frustrated when sleep wouldn't come to her. Her confusion over all of this was running her mind into hyper drive. Why was this happening to her? She sighed and rolled over again. She was not going to think about this anymore. Vegeta wasn't who she had thought he was. They had told her and even shown her that. He only wanted to take her back and use her. She tried to force him out of her mind, but couldn't forget the intense way he had looked at her; how truly hurt he looked when he realized she wasn't his anymore. She tried to forget the way his lips felt on hers or the gentle way he had placed his hand on her belly, seeking out the child they had created together. He had not acted like a man who did not care for their well being.
She finally felt her body relax as she began to drift off. She was just about asleep when she felt two strong arms envelop her and realized that someone was spooning her. Being that she was half asleep and just too tired and stressed out to care, she ignored them; it felt good, she felt safe. Whoever it was, they sure smelled good; she thought to herself. She felt a hand travel down the length of her body and dip down between her legs. She sighed in contentment as it began to rub her and caress her gently. She could feel his erection pressing against the back of her thigh and she wondered where all her clothes had gone? She hadn't taken them off when she'd gone to bed.
Her thoughts were disrupted as the person behind her began to kiss the back of her neck and nibbled lightly on her ear. She moaned as she began to rock her hips against the hand between her legs, begging for more contact from this person. She sighed as she felt his length slowly enter her from behind as though reading her mind and knowing her desire for more.
Bulma moaned as he began to thrust slowly into her; it was almost agonizingly slow. Whoever it was was still only just teasing her; his hand still caressing her down her front. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and sighed as his lips traveled down her jaw and met her lips as she turned her face towards him. She carefully kissed him back, still feeling groggy from sleep. She moaned as she felt him quicken his pace just a little; thrusting a little deeper into her, but still more gently and slower than what she wanted at the moment. She felt the pleasure pulsating through her body; she knew she was close, but the slow pace he was making was keeping her from the release she so desperately wanted. In an attempt to take matters into her own hands, she began to move her hips back into him.
She felt a hitch and tickle of breath on the back of her neck as though she were being smirked at. She moaned in frustration as he moved his hand up from between her legs and brought it up to her center on her stomach, halting her movements against him so that she could not move against him; she was helpless and completely at his mercy at the painfully slow pace he had set. She panted and moaned in frustration as he continued on with this sweet torture. She finally opened her eyes for the first time, taking in her surroundings and noted hazily that this wasn't her room. The room was vaguely familiar to her, but she could not place it. Not with him tormenting her the way he was at the moment. She had to think of a way to pay him back for this. Her husband was being devious at the moment and she did not appreciate it. Well, she did and she didn't. Wait. Her husband? Why did that thought feel so foreign yet so natural at the same time?
She turned her head around to try and look at him, only to have him capture her lips again; he kissed her deeply. Vegeta. Why was he here? She wanted to push him away from her as realization sunk in to her. Not only had he violated her mind but now her body as well. She hated him. But oh what he was doing to her felt so good. She didn't want him to stop; but he was a horrible vicious killer who had manipulated her and forced himself on her and then left her once he had found out she was pregnant. Well, that's what they had said. What they had told her was a stark contrast to what the man was doing to her at this very moment. He was gentle and tender, yet she loved the way he nipped at her neck, shoulder and jaw every so often. He was worshiping her body with his hands and body, treating her as though she were the most precious and breakable object in the world.
Any thoughts of pushing him away faded as he continued to move against and into her, speeding up his pace just a little. How could she hate anyone who made her feel like this? She dismissed all reason and doubt, as she allowed the pleasure he was bringing her fully envelop her senses completely. She would worry about the consequences later. This was just too good. She didn't want him to stop. Ever. She moaned as she felt herself coming close to her release and heard him chuckle as he slowed down again. The bastard! She thought to herself in frustration. She could feel herself begin to tremble with need; her release so close yet so far. She loved him and hated him at the same moment for denying her the quick release she needed. He was deliberately dragging this out just to torture her.
She felt her breath catch in her throat as she felt him nearly pull out of her completely and entered her fully, and quickly. He did this twice and she felt her body begin to convulse as her release began.
Bulma sat up in her bed; breathing hard, trembling and noticed she was damp with sweat. She looked around her and found herself alone in her quarters back on Frieza's ship and her nether regions throbbing with need.
What the hell? She lamented to herself. Would you stop bombarding my mind with your dirty thoughts? She said angrily to Vegeta. How dare he invade her dreams in that way!
She heard him smirk in amusement. I could say the same to you, Woman.
Whatever. I was trying to sleep. Not fantasize about you. I know you're just trying to manipulate me. It's not going to work.
That was no fantasy, Woman. He replied softly. I was trying to get some rest and it was your dirty mind that disturbed me.
What do you mean that was no fantasy? She asked after a moment.
Exactly that. What you just dreamt actually happened. He said. If I had wanted to corrupt your mind with dirty memories, I can think of a few more interesting scenarios than that one; though that night was memorable.
What else happened that night? She asked after hesitating a moment, unsure if she really wanted to know. Like what was so special about that night to make it memorable?
You don't know?
No. I don't even know what room we were in. It feels vaguely familiar but I can't place it.
She almost felt him sigh heavily. You and I were separated for eight months immediately following our union. I had thought you had been killed. It took you eight months to track me down and you found me on a planet called Bellatrix. What you just remembered was one of our couplings from our reunion that night. He explained patiently to her. She could sense sadness from him as he told her that.
Oh. She replied awkwardly, not knowing what else to say to him. It was vivid enough that she shivered now at the memory. She could tell from that memory that he had not treated her badly. She had been willing. Hell if he had been in the same room as her at this very moment she had to admit she would not be able to turn him away. She heard him smirk at her, obviously picking up on her train of thought.
Shut up! She bristled at him, feeling mortified that he was privy to her thoughts. This whole bond thing was a real nuisance.
I wasn't going to say anything. He replied innocently, though she could sense his amusement over the situation.
So what happened after that? She asked him, trying to change the subject. She honestly had no memory of what had happened before or after that. What if that hadn't even happened? What if he was just messing with her head?
I am not messing with your head. That memory came from you. He said. I know you are not completely lost to me. And from what I recall we coupled twice after what you just remembered then once more in the morning before you left. We started in the shower and I took you back to the bedroom to finish it. You then left the planet with Kakarott and I followed a few hours later on.
What happened when we met up again? She asked. Where did we meet up again?
In your bedroom on the planet Callisto. I surprised you while you were asleep and I reopened our bond, which you accepted.
And we were happy after that?
We were. It was nearly perfect. He replied. A few weeks later we discovered you were with child.
Yea, and your first reaction was for me to terminate it! I remember that. She said bitterly.
True and I am sorry for that but do you remember why?
Because you're a selfish asshole?
I may be a selfish asshole and I guess you could look at it that way. I was selfish. I was fearful you may not live through a full term pregnancy and delivery. I still fear that. I do not want to lose you for want of a child. I agree that I was selfish, but I did not insist on you terminating it. Instead I again chose to be selfish and allowed it since I knew I would lose you anyway if I pushed you into terminating it. I am glad we did not do that.
That's all I remember.
What?
You wanting me to agree to terminating my pregnancy and then I ended up here. You left me. You couldn't stand the thought of having a child with me. She said accusingly to him.
I did not leave you. That idiot ex mate of yours took you and brought you here against your will.
Yamcha?
Yes. He drugged you and brought you here.
I don't remember that. She said after a long moment considering what he had just told her. That she only remembered bit and pieces and fragments of events was starting to really piss her off. She agreed with him that Dr. Gero had messed with her mind. Why else could she only remember bad things between her and Vegeta? She knew she was being manipulated, but did not know who he could trust: Frieza or Vegeta? They were both bad news in her opinion.
Well, that is what happened. Now can you come down here and let me out? Turn off this damned collar so I can destroy that damned Lizard and we can get out of here? He said irritably.
No! Of course you want me to get you out!
You said you were going to help me. Now quit wasting time and help me get us the hell out of here!
So what? You can manipulate me again? Maybe push me down some stairs so that I lose this child?
No, Woman! He growled angrily. I mean, yes. I want to get you out of here. Not to manipulate you and no, I will not be doing anything to harm our child. Get me out of here and we will set matters straight. Kakarott is waiting with your father at the ship and possibly your mother.
Bulma thought long and hard on that. How can I trust you?
You said so yourself earlier that you thought I was the lesser of two evils.
That may be true, but I won't be leaving here with you. Once we part ways here, I want nothing more to do with you. I told you that already.
You cannot leave here without me. I will not allow it! Even if you do leave, I will find you. I will cross the entire galaxy to bring you back where you belong if I have to. You will not be able to hide from me forever.
What difference does it make, Vegeta? I'm weak and do nothing but hold you back. Remember? She said angrily.
She could feel the annoyance radiating off of him. He was silent for a few minutes before he replied. Then leave me alone and stop bothering me so that I can get some rest and find my way out of here. With or without your help, I will not be contained here long. He said despairingly.
Bulma lay in her bed another few minutes in silence, contemplating what to do. She thought on some of the things he had just told her. They seemed plausible; and he seemed sincere. She knew she could not stay here much longer. Maybe if she helped him he could get her out of here and then once they were safe, she would make her escape. He seemed adamant on getting her out of here. Maybe his intentions weren't so bad.
She hated feeling this way! She knew she hated him but at the same time she just felt drawn to him; like gravity. Try as she might, she could not ignore that. It confused her. Her head was telling her to stay away from him but her gut and heart were telling her that he was the right thing. Very rarely in her life, could she remember her gut telling her the wrong thing; her heart most certainly. But her gut; never.
Vegeta? She asked, seeking him out.
Hmmn?
If I help you and you get me out of here, where will we go?
To a planet called Callisto. That is where we have been living. Your friend Chi-Chi is there.
Chi-Chi's there?
She is. She is mated with Kakarott and they are expecting their first brat as well. He told her.
Oh. She replied. Well that certainly changed things a bit then. She knew Chi-Chi would fill her in on everything. She could trust her to tell her the truth where she and Vegeta had been concerned. Maybe she could stay there with her friend? And you said my father is waiting on a ship with Kakarott?
He should be, yes. Kakarott is more than likely looking for us.
Alright. I will go and find them and then come help you. Alright?
Alright. Hurry, Woman!
Don't boss me around! I'll have you know that every alarm bell in my head is telling me to not trust you! I'm going out on a leap of faith here! She said angrily to him.
Bulma heard him growl, but he did not reply further. She got herself out of bed and hurried out of her room and down the hall. She vaguely remembered where the shipping dock was. She just hoped she didn't run into any of Lord Frieza's men or Dr. Gero. He would escort her back to the lab where she should be working at this moment.
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Vegeta growled and leaned back against the wall in his small cell. This whole situation was driving him border on insane. Why couldn't the woman just take his word for it and ask questions later? He thought in annoyance. He wanted to be patient. He really did, but the circumstances at the moment didn't really allow for it. He did not have time to give her a play by play of how they had gotten together and everything that had happened between then and now. Hopefully she did as she said she was going to do: get him out of here so he could destroy Frieza. Then he would have several weeks to help her remember everything that had passed between them. He would keep her holed up in a bedroom on the ship the entire time if that's what it took. He could always fuck the sense back into her that way he supposed, smirking at the thought. That could be interesting.
This whole situation was bleak.
He wondered if all he had to do was bite her and everything would return to her? He could share everything with her. She would not be able to deny it then. What he worried about was would she even let him touch her to give him that chance to even try? He could sense her hate, fear and distrust of him. He would have to work very hard at rebuilding that trust he supposed. He wasn't about to force himself on her just to get her to see things the way they really were.
The fact that she'd dreamt of them together was positive though. He could tell it had aroused her; so there must still be something there on her end. Perhaps she wasn't as immune to him as she had let on to him. That and the fact that she was asking him questions was also a good sign. He could tell she was very frustrated and confused though.
Vegeta sighed deeply. He knew this would not be easy and he had no clue how to fix it. He would have to be extremely patient with her, something he knew he did not excel at. This would be the ultimate test to their bond. He was convinced that there was still enough there that he could work with that. It would just take him some time. He just hoped he had the patience to fix this completely. He wondered briefly what if she never regained her memories of them? Could he deal with having a mate that despised him? He wasn't sure. He decided that he could deal with having to make new memories with her should she not remember him. He just had to find a way to convince her that he wasn't the horrible monster they had convinced her he was.
He growled again and decided to meditate. He needed to clear his mind of all of this if he was going to be able to defeat Frieza within the next few hours. He could not be distracted. He would deal with Bulma and decide the best course of action where she was concerned once he got her out of here. In the meantime, he needed his head free and clear of all his anxieties. He was confident in his abilities, but not so stupid as to believe this battle would be easy. Even with Kakarott's help, they may have more than they had bargained for in this battle. It would be the most difficult battle of his life and he knew that. Failure was not an option.
Vegeta sat there and cleared his thoughts. He was ready. Now all he had to do was hope Bulma came and let him out and turn off this damned collar. Once she did that, there would be no stopping him.
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