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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 41
Vegeta quickly finished his meal the Woman's mother had made for him. It was stellar in comparison to anything he would have been able to make. Thankfully the Weakling wasn't anywhere to be seen and once the meal was made, both of Bulma's parents seemed to have turned in for the night.
Once he had finished his meal, we went to seek out Kakarott and give him a break. He had been flying the ship since they had left Frieza's ship.
"The Woman's mother made food. Go and eat," he said to the younger Saiyan. "I will take over up here."
"You're not going to stay with Bulma?" he asked curiously.
"No," he shook his head. "She is resting."
"Alright, but Vegeta, what is going on? Bulma has been acting strange ever since she boarded the ship. Did Frieza's doctor manage to get to her?" Kakarott asked in concern. That was the only thing he had come up with.
"Hmmn," Vegeta nodded. "They not only erased her memory but effectively brainwashed her into hating me. She wants nothing to do with me." He said, omitting their conversation from earlier. He did not want anyone to know about that. Not only that, but after the way he'd reacted, he wouldn't blame her if she did continue hating him.
"Oh," Kakarott nodded. "That makes sense. So how are you going to fix that?"
"Do you think that if I had any idea of how that I would be sitting up here with your third class ass right now?" Vegeta snarled at him. "I am not happy with you! First you neglect to come find the Woman. My instructions to you were to escort the Woman's father to look for his mate and then bring them back here. You were to then assist me in my battle against Frieza-"
"But you didn't need any help, Vegeta." Kakarott objected.
"That is not the point! You were to come to my assistance as soon as you knew the battle had commenced. If you had, you could have gotten Bulma out of there as soon as it began. As it was, not only was she a huge distraction to me, but Dodoria got a hold of her as well."
"Oh," Kakarott said quietly. He had forgotten Vegeta had mentioned that bit earlier. "I'm sorry, Vegeta. I didn't even think. I thought it best that I remain here so that we could get out as quickly as possible. I couldn't sense Bulma. If I could have, you know I'd have gone to get her."
Vegeta just glared at him and took his seat in the control room.
"Is she alright?" Kakarott asked cautiously. "Dodoria didn't-"
"No!" he interrupted him, clenching his fists. "I blasted him and she was fine, no thanks to you."
"I didn't know, Vegeta. If I had known she was in danger, I would have gone to help. You know that."
"Not only were you completely useless in the battle, but you allowed that pathetic ex-mate of Bulma's on board this ship as well,"
"I knew you'd be pissed about that." Kakarott sighed. "Look, Bulma's mother insisted he come with us. What was I supposed to do?"
"Blast the low born scum and take the woman and her mate back with you!"
"Right, so if it's that easy why haven't you done that yet?" Kakarott taunted.
"Shut up!" Vegeta growled. He was exhausted. "I would have but the Woman has no recollection of him abducting her. Her father says she only knows now that he survived the demise of her planet so all is well between the two of them. If I simply blast him, it will only make her opinion of me even worse than it already is."
"I'm sorry about Yamcha, Vegeta. I knew you wouldn't be happy about it, but I didn't know what else to do. I figured we would figure it out later on." Kakarott said apologetically. "Have you tried talking to Bulma?"
"I checked in on her to make sure she was alright."
"You two share a bond, Vegeta. Surely that'll help." Kakarott shrugged.
"It is more complicated than that, you fool."
"Alright, how so?"
"Kakarott, I am exhausted! I do not wish to rehash everything with you in a manner which you will be able to understand! I just fought and destroyed Lord Frieza, I endured having my body switched with Ginyu's and I find out that my mate despises me. I do not wish to discuss it."
"You got body switched with Ginyu?" Kakarott asked. "How did that happen?"
"I did not finish him off when I had the chance and when I had the upper hand in my battle with Frieza, the no good coward switched seeing as I had dealt him a mortal wound."
"So how did you get him to switch back?"
"Bulma." Vegeta replied. "She was then bonded to Ginyu and not me when we switched. I do not know what she did, I think she irritated the hell out of him so he decided to switch into Frieza's body and so I managed to jump in his way and things were returned to the way they should be."
"Wow! Well if Bulma did that she can't hate you that much."
"I can assure you, she does. She is extremely confused and is questioning everything, but on a whole, wants nothing to do with me." He said in despair.
"Well, then it's simple, Vegeta." Kakarott said after thinking on it a moment.
"What's simple?"
"Your situation with Bulma." Kakarott said. "You both still share a bond, even if it has been weakened. That's nothing new. You severed most of it all those months ago when you thought she was dead-"
"Get on with your point! I do not wish to rehash old news!" Vegeta growled impatiently.
"You can try working with what little of the bond you two still share until she eventually wants to establish it again."
"She doesn't want me anywhere near her, you fool! Were you not listening?"
"Okay, it may take some time for that so then just court her." Kakarott shrugged.
"Court her?" Vegeta spat.
"Yea, you know, show her that you really care."
"And how the hell am I supposed to do that?"
"Well, you can start off by not blasting Yamcha, but it shouldn't be too hard, after all, you do care about her, don't you? You managed to get her to want to be your mate somehow the first time. She's still the same person, right? It may be difficult now to overcome being that they've messed with her head, but she's smart. She'll figure it out and so will you." Kakarott said confidently. "I'm going to get some food and I will be back. You need to rest. Then you can figure it out. It's going to take us four weeks to get back to Callisto and neither of you have anything better to do, right?"
Vegeta did not reply as Kakarott left. He was pondering his words. He had made it sound so damned easy! He sat there, finally allowing himself to relax. He decided he would get some rest and decide after what to do. A part of him decided that maybe giving her some space for a few days before approaching her again would be the best thing. Let her think on things on her own and then go to her. Either that or wait for her to come to him. He decided that was what he would do. He knew that her efforts earlier had been sincere. She had not meant any harm to him. He knew now that he should not have lashed out as he had at her.
He decided he was not going to do anything as foolish as courting her as Kakarott had suggested. He would not lower himself that way. He would find another way. He wasn't sure what that was, but he would take his time and think on it and in the meantime, give her some space.
-0-0-0-
The next morning, Bulma got up and headed to the kitchen where her mother had already started making breakfast.
"Good morning, dear." She greeted. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yea, mom, I did." Bulma lied, stifling a yawn. "You?"
"Your father and I did," Bunny replied. "I haven't slept that good since we were taken from our home. So did you and that handsome prince of yours do some much needed catching up?"
"Not really, mom. We didn't. We were just too tired to have any kind of meaningful conversation," she said, not wanting to tell her anything of what she and Vegeta had discussed. She still felt horribly guilty for bringing that up yesterday. He had actually sought her out to make sure she was alright and all she'd done was pestered and prodded him into talking about something so traumatic and so personal he hadn't even confided it to her old self when they had been together. She had laid awake most of the night worrying and agonizing over it.
She wasn't sure what she was going to say to say to him or how to face him today. On the other hand, she reasoned that if he left her alone, that may be a good thing. It would give her a chance to come to terms with her negative feelings towards him and maybe overcome her fear of him as well.
Bulma quickly finished her breakfast and helped her mother finish cleaning up the small kitchen, all the while avoiding all of her prodding questions with regards to her and Vegeta and their relationship. She felt horrible, but she honestly didn't know. Anything she knew about the man wasn't something she wanted to repeat to her mother. All she knew was that she had been his concubine and that he had taken advantage of her at one point or another; she had the pregnancy to prove it. She remembered he had ignored her and she remembered him being angry and wanting her to terminate her pregnancy and not telling her he loved her. That was what she knew; that and the odd flashback here and there that went completely against what had been ingrained in her mind. She needed to find him and try to sort this out before she went mental.
She left the kitchen and wandered the ship, looking for Vegeta. She found him in the control room piloting the ship.
"Hey," she said cautiously. He turned and looked at her a moment before turning back to the window of the ship, but said nothing. "How's the shoulder?"
"Fine."
"Did you manage to get some rest?" she asked.
"Hmmn." He grunted. "You?"
"I didn't get much sleep," she confessed.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yea, I'm fine. I just, I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean to pry and-"
"Leave it." he gruffly interrupted her.
"Right," she nodded awkwardly. She didn't want to upset him or make him think she wanted to get into it again. "Can I have a seat?" she asked, nodding at the co-pilot's seat.
"Sure," he answered.
She took a seat next to him and looked over the controls of the ship, they were all written in a foreign language to her, but she understood what the different gauges and instruments were for.
Vegeta watched her from the corner of his eye as she looked over all of the instruments on the control panel. He couldn't help but smirk at her in memory of her doing the exact same thing when he had taken her from the tavern and headed back to Vegeta-sei. He had let her fly and land the ship, much to his father's complete outrage once he'd found out.
"Would you like to fly the ship?" he asked her.
"Would I? Sure! I'd love to!" she replied with a bright smile, though it faltered somewhat as she felt certain that they'd had that exact same conversation before.
She had piloted a ship for him before, though it had been very brief. She remembered she had been nervous about something or other and he had asked her if she knew how to fly the ship, so she had. He had let her.
"Do you want to land?" Vegeta asked her with a smirk.
She looked at him in amazement. "You'd let me?"
"If you think you're confident enough."
"Oh yea. I should be able to land this thing. It looks pretty much the same as the one I built." She replied confidently. "I'd love to!"
"Alright, then." He replied, cancelling the auto pilot and getting up to switch her seats. "I will be over here in case you run into trouble."
"Thanks! I should be fine. I've flown larger planes than this." She smiled at him. She was glad to have something to keep her mind off her nerves.
Vegeta could visibly see her relax and calm down as she settled herself in the captains seat and started analyzing everything. He had seen her tension the second she had walked into the room. She needed to calm down. He also loved how she lit up when he had asked her if she had wanted to fly the ship. He smirked to himself over that. She was certainly easy to please.
Kakarott walked in. "Hey, guys!" he greeted. "Hey, Bulma! You know how to fly the ship?" He asked, confused.
"I do." She replied proudly. This'll be a piece of cake. She thought to herself. From what she could tell, this was almost exactly like what she had been designing.
"Neat! I didn't know you knew how to fly." Kakarott exclaimed.
"Oh, you boys would be surprised at what I can do. I am a genius, after all!" She said cockily with a wink pointing her thumb at herself proudly. Vegeta rolled his eyes at her lack of modesty. Kakarott giggled.
"So, how long till we land?" Kakarott asked. They had already entered the planet's atmosphere.
"About ten minutes according to the information here with the coordinates that have been set." Bulma replied.
Kakarott raised his eyebrows and looked at Vegeta in surprise. Vegeta smirked. He hadn't had to help her once so far.
"It's beautiful here," Bulma exclaimed, briefly taking in the scenery as they flew closer to their destination. "Is that where we are going?" She asked, pointing to a large white structure.
"Yes. That is the landing dock that way." Vegeta pointed. "The palace is attached to it right there."
Bulma nodded and guided the ship skillfully towards their destination. It didn't take long to get there and Bulma was able to land the ship smoothly without incident and without any help from Vegeta to both Saiyans amazement.
"What did I tell ya?" She gloated.
"Very impressive, Bulma!"Kakarott exclaimed.
"Ready to go?" Vegeta asked looking at her and offering her his hand.
"No." she replied but took his hand anyway and allowed him to lead her to the door.
"It will be fine. Just follow my lead," He said, leaning in to kiss her trying to give her one last bit of encouragement and ignoring the fact that Kakarott was standing there witnessing his obvious display of affection. "Trust me." He whispered to her holding her face between both hands and looking into her eyes intensely.
"I do." She said almost breathlessly.
"Hmmn. Good." He said walking from her and opening the door.
"Good." Vegeta said, getting up to leave, not noticing her frowning to herself.
"Where are you going?" she asked in confusion, clearing her thoughts.
"To get some much needed sleep," he said. "I will be in your room."
Bulma frowned at him as he left. So much for trying to discuss anything, though if he still hadn't gotten any sleep from yesterday, she didn't much blame him. She decided to worry about him later and focused her attention on piloting the ship.
-0-0-0-
Vegeta headed down the hall back to where Bulma's room was. On his way there, he bumped into Yamcha, who had been steadily avoiding him since last night. Without thinking, he grabbed him by the arm and threw him into Bulma's room, closing the door quickly behind them.
Before Yamcha had a chance to react, Vegeta grabbed him by the throat and hauled him up roughly against the wall.
"Hey! What the hell?" Yamcha objected.
"You will listen to me and you will listen well," Vegeta said dangerously between clenched teeth. "The only reason you are still breathing is because a deranged physician on Frieza's ship messed with Bulma's head. She has no recollection of anything concerning us and she has no recollection of you abducting her and bringing her there.
"If it had been up to me, her mother's presence or not, I would have taken great delight in tearing you limb from limb for everything you have done and what you very nearly cost me."
"I was trying to save her from you," Yamcha said weakly. "You're no good! You just used her! I never intended to have her hurt or anything like that. I just wanted to help her."
"I do not care what your intentions were," Vegeta snarled. "You nearly lost me my mate and only heir. I jumped into a battle I was not sure I could win just yet; all because of you and your stupidity. You are very fortunate that she does not remember any of that, and you are fortunate that her parents are here. Make no mistake, after this ship lands, I will take you out. I will take great pleasure in plotting how I will end your miserable pathetic life. So enjoy these next few weeks, for they will be your last."
"I'll just tell Bulma," Yamcha said casually, trying to mask his fear. "Go for it, you'll only help my cause."
"What a pathetic coward you are," Vegeta snarled, tightening his grip around Yamcha's throat. "You breathe a word to her and I will just remind her that it was because of you that she cannot remember anything and that it was you who put her in harm's way. I am sure she would love to hear about that."
"Like she would believe you over me!"
"She will regain her memories and she will come to know the truth about everything again; mark my words. And when she does, I will not hold back in destroying you. You can thank Bulma for the brief extension on your life."
Yamcha gulped in fear, he knew he was serious. "What if I leave? What if once you guys land, I just take the ship and leave?"
"Makes no difference to me, hell it would make the hunt that much more fun, cretin." Vegeta said with a cruel smirk. "If I happen to be in a good enough mood, I may even give you a few days head start before I begin looking for you. I would even prefer that. Then I could do as I wish without fear of anyone discovering me as I mutilate your body unrecognizable."
"Please don't, I didn't mean her any harm." Yamcha stuttered. "I love her, I really do. I just want to see her happy. That's all. She has her parents back and she's going to have a baby, and I guess if she remembers everything that means she'll be brainwashed again to want you. If that makes her happy then whatever. Just leave me be!"
Vegeta bared his teeth and snarled at him as he set him down none too gently. "You are to leave her alone. Understand?"
Yamcha nodded and exited out of the room as quickly as he could. He had to find a way out of this. He was certain Vegeta was serious on his threat. How was he going to win Bulma over? He supposed he had a few weeks while on the ship, but how could he do that if Vegeta was constantly keeping an eye on him? He decided to go and hide in the kitchen in the meantime and try to cook up a decent plan. He couldn't let Vegeta win her over again, he just couldn't.
-0-0-0-
Vegeta sighed heavily in annoyance as he went to lie down. How he so badly wanted to choke the life out of that human; either that or dismember him. He decided dismemberment would be the better choice. If he strangled him, he would not suffer long. Though waiting for his impending demise was a good punishment in the meantime, he thought with an evil chuckle.
He forgot all thoughts of Yamcha as he searched for Bulma through the bond; she was still blocking him; he thought in dismay. He had been hoping that since she had approached him in the control room that maybe she would have let her wall down just a bit. He hadn't wanted to leave her, but decided to keep to his plan and give them both their space for a few days. He still hadn't slept since before his arrival on Frieza's ship and so he decided that before he did anything else, getting some sleep was his main priority.
He laid down in the small bed and almost immediately wished he hadn't; Bulma's scent enveloped his senses completely. On one hand, it was a relief- confirmation that she was here and alive, safe and sound. On the other, it was almost a form of cruel torture to him; knowing she was here, but he could not have her. He berated himself for allowing himself to be so weak as to accept the fact that he needed her; he did. She was the most comforting person he had ever met. He thought of the irony of it, how he had gotten her back, but not really. He hoped with every fiber of his being that she would come back to him. She had to. She had promised him before that she would, should the worst happen to her. He again thought back to that night that he had told her she may be taken from him after Frieza's visit to Vegeta-sei:
"You don't understand what kind of vile creatures you will be forced to be around. They are horrible and will take pleasure in breaking you- body and mind if for no other reason than because you mean something to me. They won't quit until you're either dead or spiritless," he said sadly. "I barely made it out with my pride, dignity and sanity intact."
"I've been through plenty already, and if I'm broken in spirit when you do find me, I'll come back to you." She said confidently.
"Let's hope so." He said, kissing her on the top of her head.
"It will work itself out," She said, looking at him. "If we are meant to be together, then we will end up together."
"Silly woman and your silly beliefs." He whispered, looking down at her and wanting to kiss her, but instead intertwining his fingers with her hand and leaning into her side, resting his head against hers.
"It's not silly." She replied firmly.
"Hmmn. I'll hold you to it then." He said, trying to reign in his emotions yet again. He could not fall apart in front of her.
"Stop obsessing over the unknown." She said.
Vegeta nodded, looking down at her. It was dark in the room but he could still make out the delicate features of her face. He kissed her hungrily, letting her hand go, and touching the side of her face. He gently guided her back down to the bed, his lips not breaking away from hers, kissing her deeply.
It was with those thoughts in mind that he finally drifted off to sleep, not realizing that Bulma had briefly dropped her wall after feeling him trying to reach out to her. She had also seen and had been privy to what he had just remembered.
-0-0-0-
Bulma frowned as she took in the implications of that last flashback. That was two now within the last half an hour and she had a raging headache. She wondered if Vegeta had intentionally sent that one to her or if it had come all on its own? She had felt him trying to reach out through the bond so she had let her wall down for a moment, wondering what he'd wanted.
She thought on that memory for a moment. She felt the concern there from him and the feeling of hopelessness that he had failed her. She wondered if that had been how she had ended up on Frieza's ship. Had it been right after that memory? Was she pregnant at that point of this memory? She couldn't tell.
She wanted to go to him and ask him about this latest flashback, but she decided to just leave him be at the moment. Let him sleep. If he had wanted her company at all or wanted to speak with her, he wouldn't have walked away from her and left her here to pilot the ship all on her own, which still annoyed her to no end no matter if he had been tired or if he was still angry at her for pushing him last night to talk about things he wasn't comfortable discussing.
If he didn't want to talk to her, then she decided that she didn't want to talk to him either. She wasn't going to go chasing after him. He had told her he would start to set things right once they made it back to the ship, so far all he'd done was get angry with her for trying to learn more about him and his past, trying to find something that she can work with so that she could understand him or he'd practically ignored her.
"Hey, Bulma," Kakarott cheerfully greeted her, taking a seat next to her in the second seat.
"Hey."
"Are you alright?" he asked. "Vegeta said you were nearly really hurt during his battle with Frieza. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you."
"That's alright," she said with a smile. "Vegeta was still able to help me."
Kakarott nodded. "Look, I know this isn't my place, but I know that something bad happened to you on Frieza's ship, Vegeta mentioned it to me briefly that things aren't okay between you two, but even so, but you need to know that he'd have rather lost that fight than to have you left behind and unsafe."
"I know," she whispered.
"Then why won't you make things right with him?" he asked her.
"Because I don't know what's right anymore, Kakarott." She answered honestly with a heavy sigh. "I don't remember anything. I don't remember how we met or how we got together. I just know that he is dangerous and they said he manipulated me."
"That's not how it happened, Bulma," Kakarott said, shaking his head at her.
"It was, he left me." Bulma insisted. "He took advantage of me, made me believe that he loved me and then left me; left us."
Kakarott shook his head at her, "No, that's not what happened."
"Then what happened, Kakarott? I need to know. I know that they messed with my head and that a lot of things they lead me to believe were wrong, but I need to know what actually happened so that I can try and figure this out." She said to him almost pleadingly.
"Have you talked to Vegeta?" he asked her in response.
"Yes. No, a little. But he hasn't been all that helpful."
"Vegeta's not always the easiest person to talk to, especially when it comes to personal matters." Kakarott said after taking a moment to decide what to say to her. "He won't always tell you how he feels, but know that he cares for you more than you know, Bulma. Just give him some time. You'll see. You're the best thing that ever happened to him."
"Then why can't I remember any of that?"
"I don't know. I don't know what they did to you. All I do know was before it happened, Vegeta was doing everything he could to get to you and get you off Frieza's ship. Through your bond, you told him this might happen and all he could think of was getting to Frieza's ship and getting you out of harm's way. He didn't even know if he was strong enough to face Frieza yet. Do you think Vegeta is the type of man that would risk all that just to go after a girl that meant nothing to him?" Kakarott asked her seriously. "I realize you may not remember anything about him and that's not your fault. But I have known him almost my entire life. We are practically brothers and believe me, he wouldn't do that for just anyone. Maybe not even me. So that alone should speak volumes."
"Then why can't he just tell me that?"
Kakarott shrugged, "Because that's just not who he is. That will never change."
"Okay, but I still need something to go by then just him and you telling me that we were in a relationship before all this happened."
"You still have the bond, don't you?"
Bulma sighed in annoyance, "Yes, but I don't like it. I don't want it."
"But it would answer so many things, Bulma." Kakarott said almost pleadingly to her.
"Vegeta said that you and Chi-Chi are together. Is that true?" She asked bluntly, seemingly changing the subject.
"Yes. You don't remember us finding her and bringing her with us?"
Bulma thought for a moment and shook her head before answering, "No."
"Alright, then. Wow." He answered, exhaling harshly. "Do you remember me?"
"I do, but only vaguely. I don't feel any reason to distrust you though." She said. "So if you and Chi-Chi are together, do you have this same bond with her?"
"We share a bond, yes." Kakarott answered carefully. "It's not as intense as what you and Vegeta had because we just haven't worked that hard on different aspects of it. But what you and Vegeta had was strong and from what I know it can take mates years to develop it to the level that you guys did within a very short time."
"Why?" she asked. "Was I manipulated and brainwashed by him?"
"No, it has to be consensual for both parties in order for it to work."
"Or then what?"
"It can be devastating to the other party." He said.
"How so?"
"I don't really know. I hear it can be very painful if one mate rejects the other. I have heard of one mate passing from depression from it."
"I know that it's painful. I felt his rejection. I remember that from some point because we were separated and then when I did find him, he was angry with me for even bothering." She said, beginning to get angry again.
"Whoa, ok." Kakarott said, putting his hands up in surrender. "That's a whole lot of stuff that went down and it wasn't as cut and dry as that. I don't know what they told you, but Vegeta did not reject you; not intentionally anyway."
"So then why did he?" she pressed.
"This really isn't my place to be telling you about all of this," he objected.
"I need to know and I need to hear it from someone other than him." she said.
"Alright, but only because I want to help you understand things so that you both can start making things right between you again." he sighed. He had never met two people more stubborn than either one of them. If he knew Vegeta, he wouldn't be making this any easier on her by closing himself up as he usually did when faced with a serious personal dilemma. He was fortunate that Vegeta had given him as much insight as he had earlier or he wasn't sure he would know what to say to her. "He thought you had been killed, so he tried to sever his half of the bond so that the depression wouldn't bring him down as well. Once you found him and he knew you were alive and well, he came after you and the two of you made things right again."
Bulma nodded, taking in what he had told her. From the little bit that Vegeta had told her, it seemed to corroborate with what Kakarott had just told her. "Alright, that's fair. And if you and Chi-Chi are together like Vegeta and I were, why is your bond with Chi-Chi different?" she asked, thoroughly confused by this point.
"I don't know," he replied with a frown. "It may have a lot to do with the fact that Vegeta isn't very expressive. Chi-Chi was mad for a while about how indifferent he can be but it's just how he is. You told her that what he'll never tell you verbally you just know because of the bond, which is very true where Vegeta is concerned. Eventually though, Chi-Chi got to know him a bit better and learned how to read him and she could see right through his acting indifferent."
"You're not like that?
"No," he replied shaking his head. "But I was raised a bit differently than him too. We are a warrior race. As a whole, Saiyans don't tend to be as openly emotional as you humans seem to be. It's seen as a weakness."
Bulma huffed and nodded in understanding, "I remember him telling me that I was nothing more than a distraction and a weakness to him that he didn't have time for."
"Yeah," Kakarott commented, while wincing to himself. "That sounds like something Vegeta would say."
"Well, then he can't care that much." Bulma snipped. "I didn't even want to leave that ship with him! I wanted to get away from both him and Frieza and he guilted me into wanting to look into our past together. I was determined to leave him there to fend for himself."
"I don't believe that." Kakarott said with a knowing grin despite the harsh glare Bulma shot him. "He said that Ginyu switched bodies with him and you chased him back out."
"Only to avoid being stuck with that idiot in my head for the rest of my life!"
"Uh huh," Kakarott nodded with a grin. "Then why when Yamcha insisted of leaving without Vegeta did you say all on your own that we would wait for him? No one was stopping you then. You heard him too, he ordered me to leave without him."
"So why didn't you?"
"Because I made you do that before and it nearly destroyed you. Vegeta's orders had been for me to leave with you and I followed them and it nearly destroyed you both." Kakarott said. "I didn't want to do that to you again. Or to Vegeta. I knew he had that fight; I could sense it. There was no way he was going to lose, so I decided to wait for him. You're agreeing to wait as well confirmed to me that I had made the right decision."
Bulma frowned stubbornly and looked away from the younger Saiyan. "I only wanted to wait because he saved me twice during the battle in an effort to get me out of there and off the ship. I couldn't in good conscience leave him."
"Because deep down, you know that you and him have something together." Kakarott said gently, hoping he was getting through to her. "The bond is a deep thing, Bulma. I don't even understand all of the aspects to it. Me and Chi-Chi are still learning how to communicate effectively and are only now realizing the depths to it and we will continue to do so. You and Vegeta had a bond that was much deeper than what we have, right from the beginning you guys did. It may have been ruined by whatever it was they did to you, but it's still there and even if you don't realize it, you're still drawn to each other. That's why you still helped him and that's why you couldn't leave without him. You knew it was wrong."
Bulma shook her head. "So you're a Saiyan, just like Vegeta, why is it that you're a hopeless romantic and he's not?" she asked, rolling her eyes.
"I told you, Vegeta and I are close and we grew up together, but my upbringing was still a lot different than his. His father was not a nice man." Kakarott answered. "You were really good for Vegeta."
"But was he good for me?" she asked, fighting back tears of frustration; she was beginning to feel really emotional.
"Yea, he was." Kakarott answered. "You were happy, Bulma. I don't know what else to say. Did you talk to him since he came aboard the ship?"
"Briefly, yea." She answered, sniffling as she wiped away a few stray tears that had begun to fall.
"Alright, and what happened?"
"Nothing much," she said, remembering her promise to Vegeta to not mention their conversation. "I just tended to his wounds; they weren't serious. And I didn't know what to say to him because I'm afraid of him! So I asked him about his past since Frieza had been mocking him and he just got angry with me and left."
"Yeah, that's never a good subject."
"I didn't know, though. Frieza had me completely convinced that Vegeta was the most evil and dangerous being in the universe and that he needed to be stopped. I had no idea that Frieza was even worse!" she continued, still trying not to be emotional. "I knew he was bad news, that much was obvious to me but it wasn't until Vegeta showed up and made me start questioning things that I started to see things differently and decided he was the lesser evil out of the two; so then when I decided to help him, Frieza showed up and I hid. He didn't know I was there. He was bragging to Vegeta that they had changed my feelings towards him as well as mentioned a bunch of horrible things he'd done to him while he was in his service before. I decided then and there that Vegeta wasn't as bad as Frieza, but also that I needed to get away from the both of them."
"Frieza was a horrible monster and Vegeta did this universe a huge favor by doing away with him." Kakarott confirmed, his tone serious. "And if you got the words from Frieza's mouth that they did something to change your feelings towards him, then what's holding you back?"
"I don't know," she confessed. "I'm afraid of him. They showed me what he is capable of and the horrible things he's done. I can't be with someone like that! I can't let someone like that help raise my son!"
Kakarott nodded. He was at a loss of what to say in Vegeta's defence. Vegeta hadn't told him all of the things that had happened when he had gone back into Frieza's service after Frieza had blown up the ship. He knew it was bad, though. It had been bad when he had been serving with Vegeta and they had completed missions together, he could only imagine what Vegeta's frame of mind may have been when he thought Bulma was dead. "I'm sure there's lots of bad things they said he was involved in and I know, I myself was forced into doing horrible things when I was serving under Frieza, but I've put all that behind me and so has Vegeta. He would never do anything to hurt you and trust me when I say that the last thing he would want to do is expose his son to any of the horrors we faced in our youth."
"That doesn't change the face that he's done it," she answered harshly. "I can't believe I let him touch me after everything he's done."
Kakarott was silent for a long while, unknowing what to say. That was a tough one.
"See? Even you don't have anything to say. So what do I do? I am pregnant with the child of a mass murderer. I can't remember anything good that had happened between us and on top of that, he can't even tell me he loves me and today when I approached him, he got up and left. That's why I'm here, flying the ship." She said angrily. "He said that we would make things right once we made it here and he's done nothing but get upset at me or ignore me."
"I understand, you're upset." Kakarott said quietly, not really knowing what to say to make her feel better or help Vegeta out here, this was going to be very difficult for them both to overcome. It was bad anyway, but being that they were both as stubborn and strong-willed as they were, heknew the chances at a reconciliation between them anytime soon would be slim to none. He only hoped one of them would cave just enough to let the other one in. Only then could they begin to fix this. "All I can say is give him a chance. He will not hurt you, he will not hurt your child-"
"He didn't even want me to have a child!" she interrupted him. "He wanted me to terminate it!"
"Because he was worried you may not make it through a full term pregnancy and delivery. Saiyan Women have a hard time with it. It was how his own mother died." Kakarott clarified. "And by the end of that same day, once he'd had time to think on it, he couldn't have made you do that anyway. He was just as happy about it as you were."
"Whatever, the intent was still there." She shrugged indifferently.
"Okay, just maybe take some time out. We have four weeks before we make it back home." Kakarott suggested, deciding that he wasn't getting anywhere closer to helping her see that Vegeta wasn't her enemy here. "It sounds to me like you both need your space. Take this time to do that. Talk to Chi-Chi when you get home. She'll tell you. She's not always in Vegeta's corner because she doesn't quite get him sometimes, but she knows that he cares very deeply for you and that you felt just as strongly."
Bulma nodded, deciding that for now, that was good advice. She sat there a moment, quietly, calming herself down a little, relaxing as she piloted the ship.
"Do you want me to take over for a bit?" Kakarott asked.
"I guess, if you want." She shrugged. "I don't mind flying. It gives me time to think."
"It's up to you."
"Well, I've been up here for a while now." She reasoned. "I'll go check on my parents and see what they're up to."
"That's not a bad idea." Kakarott agreed.
Bulma smiled awkwardly at him. "Thank you, for helping me to clarify a few things."
"Hey, no problem!" Kakarott grinned, switching seats with her. "I just hoped I helped and didn't confuse you more."
"No, you helped." She said. "Just one more thing though,"
"What's that?"
"How did I end up on Frieza's ship?" she asked. "I only ask because I can't remember how I got there and Vegeta mentioned something about Yamcha drugging me and taking me against my will. I kinda dismissed it at first because at the time, I thought he would say anything to manipulate me.
"When I first saw Yamcha on the ship, he was confused as to why I didn't know he had been sent to the harem, which I still don't understand why I would know that and when I asked him about it later on, he just dismissed it all together; he won't say. Not only that, but he seems to hate Vegeta without having a reason to. He keeps telling me that Vegeta is no good for me but when I ask him why, he changes the subject. Was Vegeta telling the truth about Yamcha?"
Kakarott nodded sheepishly. "Yea, that's what happened."
"Well, no, tell me what happened." She demanded.
"When we arrived on Callisto, it turned out that he had survived your planet's destruction and he was there. He wanted to resume your relationship and you weren't interested because you and Vegeta were already bonded and mated by that point." He went on to explain, unsure if it was a good idea being that they were all on such a small ship. Any kind of drama would not be good. "So when Vegeta showed up, you and Yamcha got into an argument and Vegeta got angry and shoved him away from you because things between you two got heated. He threatened him to stay away and we didn't see or hear from him for several weeks. Do you remember the dogs?"
Bulma, who had been frowning at Kakarott's account, smiled almost instantly at the mention of the dogs. She remembered them! "Yea, of course I do! Aro and Danger!"
"That's right. You took Aro out for a walk and he returned to the house without you and he was covered in blood and had a stab wound in his shoulder. You told Vegeta through the bond that Yamcha attacked you when you refused to go with him and Aro bit him badly but was injured, by Yamcha, in his attempt to protect you. You also told Vegeta that you'd sent Aro home so he wouldn't be further injured and in that time, he had taken off in a ship with you. You were out for two or three days before you woke up and were able to communicate with Vegeta through your bond and told him what had happened and how Yamcha was bringing you to Lord Frieza. Almost immediately, Vegeta and I came after you."
Bulma nodded for a moment then sighed in extreme frustration. "I don't remember any of this!"
"I'm sorry,"
"It's not your fault." She replied. "Thanks for telling me. You're telling the truth, right?"
Kakarott nodded. "I am. Take a look at Yamcha's right arm the next time you speak with him. Aro got him real good. It's all scarred up I noticed. Plus you told Vegeta that Aro had gotten him there."
Bulma groaned in agitation. She needed to talk to Yamcha and see if he would fess up to the story. For some reason, her gut told her that this was the truth. At least she had something to go by now when she confronted him on it. He had a scar to prove it. "Thanks, Kakarott," she smiled and left him there to pilot the ship on his own.
She needed to get some answers from her ex-boyfriend.
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Yamcha was almost finished his meal when Bulma casually strolled into the kitchen. "Hey, B." he greeted her.
"Hey," she answered indifferently as she began rummaging through the cupboards in search for a cup so that she could have a cup of what seemed to be coffee while she took a moment to think things through before confronting him.
"What are you looking for?" he asked casually, watching her.
"I need a cup of coffee."
"There's cups in that cupboard," he said pointing to the cupboards above to the right of where she was already looking.
Bulma reached up to where he had pointed and grabbed herself a cup and poured herself a cup of black coffee. She sat down across the table from where Yamcha was sitting and looked at him for a long moment while she decided on what the best approach to this would be. Should she just confront him about what Kakarott had told her he had done? Or should she play it cool and see if he would fess up to it all on his own? She wasn't sure.
Things between them hadn't exactly been perfect before her planet had been destroyed. They had been on the outs again. She remembered trying to call him when her home had been attacked. She had wanted to make sure he was alright, but couldn't get through. She had assumed the worst at that point and had let it go.
While she was glad that he was alright, that didn't mean that she wanted to resume their relationship again. Vegeta being in the picture or not. He had annoyed her yesterday when she had arrived on the ship. Right away he had pushed that they leave without giving Vegeta any thought. She knew that Vegeta had instructed Kakarott to bring both her parents to the ship. Yamcha just happened to be with her mother and came with them. If Vegeta hadn't asked Kakarott to do that, he too would still be on Frieza's ship.
Not only that, but once she had said hello to both her parents and had announced that she needed to rest, he had hovered all over her until Vegeta had shown up to speak with her. She hadn't really known what to say to Vegeta and hadn't really been ready to face him, but she had been more than relieved that his presence had made Yamcha leave. Even then, he had been rude to Vegeta and objected when she had said he could stay.
"How are you today?" Yamcha asked her. "Did you get any sleep?"
"Yea," she replied, sipping her coffee. "You?"
"I slept alright," he nodded. "I was kinda worried about you though."
"Why?"
"I was just not comfortable leaving you there with Vegeta was all," he admitted with a casual shrug. "That guy is no good, B."
Bulma calmly took another ship of her coffee and nodded. "Well, I'm here, safe and sound because of him, Yamcha. So are you and so are my parents. He didn't have to make sure you three made it off the ship, but he did. He can't be that bad."
"That's what he wants you to think, though." Yamcha objected.
"Alright, Yamcha," she sighed warily, "What am I supposed to think then? I don't know if you are aware of this or not, but on my time of Frieza's ship, they erased my memory. I can't remember anything after Earth being destroyed."
"Oh wow, that sucks," Yamcha commented. So Vegeta hadn't been lying about that. Interesting. He thought to himself. "Why did they do that?"
"I don't know," She sighed, shaking her head. "But what I do know is it's pissing me off that everyone around here knows everything about everything and I'm stuck in the dark."
"That's shitty." He said. "Well, maybe I can help? What's the last thing you remember?"
"I was taken from my home by a huge green alien. He was actually pretty handsome. Anyway, he tried to rape me, but I don't think he succeeded; the memory of it is pretty vague. I remember Vegeta beating him to death though. I think that's how we met. He saved me from that guy. But I'm not sure." Bulma said honestly. That was her first recollection of Vegeta. Though it was frightening and she could remember that part in near perfect clarity, she decided that he couldn't be that bad if he'd helped her out.
"Are you sure he saved you or did he just kill some guy so that he could take you for himself?" Yamcha asked her, not hiding his dislike for Vegeta.
"I don't know," she answered. "But that guy he killed wasn't a nice guy. He would have raped me if it weren't for Vegeta. On Frieza's ship, said a lot of bad stuff about him, but I don't know what's true and what's not. He hasn't acted like a man who would hurt me. From my time of Frieza's ship, I know he can't be any worse than Frieza was."
"Well, I don't like him." Yamcha said. "I think he manipulated you into wanting him or he made you feel like you couldn't leave him."
"What makes you say that?"
"B, do you remember planet Callisto?"
"Some things," she nodded. "Mostly the dogs. Chi-Chi is there, right? I can't even remember finding her."
"Right, well after Earth was destroyed, I was sold and brought there. It's a nice place. There's tons of different alien races there from situations like what happened to our planet. This guy just buys refugees and lets them live there. It's awesome, actually.
"So I was there a while and then you and Chi-Chi showed up. Kakarott brought you guys there with Krillin. Do you remember him?"
Bulma frowned in thought and then shook her head. "No."
"Okay, well you guys ran into him I guess and he brought you all there. Chi-Chi has some weird thing going on with that Kakarott guy and you were all obsessed over this Vegeta, who was nowhere to be found. You never said, but I think he just ditched you and ran off. I figured it was either that or you tried to escape from him. Anyway, we finally met up and I wanted to get back together with you but you wouldn't because of Vegeta, who you said was your husband. I didn't believe it because you and I were together so long that it didn't make sense that you would just hook up with some alien you'd known over the course of a few months. So things weren't exactly alright between us. B, I think either he brainwashed you or you were too afraid of him to leave even though he wasn't around to know any different. He had some type of hold on you. It wasn't normal."
Bulma took another thoughtful sip from her coffee as she took in Yamcha's version of everything. "Was I in love with him?"
"You claimed to be, yea." Yamcha replied. "But I think it was all because he did something to you. I know you, B. There's no way you'd have just hooked up with some random guy like that unless you were forced into it. And I tried to point that out to you, but it only made you angry so we weren't in speaking terms for a while."
"Did Vegeta finally show up?"
Yamcha snorted, "Yeah, and the asshole attacked me for talking to you. B, he nearly ripped my arm off! And you were right behind him, supporting him and couldn't care less."
"So then what?" Bulma asked. "How did I end up on Frieza's ship?"
Yamcha looked at her carefully at the pointed question, "Did he tell you something about that? That it was my fault? Because it wasn't. I was trying to help you."
"He hasn't told me anything, Yamcha." Bulma answered, beginning to feel very confident in Kakarott's side of the story at this point. "We didn't speak much last night. He only wanted to make sure that me and the baby hadn't been injured in the fight. It was pretty bad. One of Frieza's soldiers got a hold of me and roughed me up, really bad. Thank god Vegeta had made it when he did."
"Well, don't listen to him, I'm sure he's going to find a way to blame me for what happened." Yamcha huffed.
"Well then, what happened?"
"I had heard down the grapevine one of Frieza's soldiers discussing Vegeta and how dangerous he was. He was a wanted man, Bulma. So I spoke with him, he was very interested in Vegeta's whereabouts and when I mentioned you, he confirmed to me that your father was on the ship working for Frieza's science department. I knew you'd be thrilled about that and I took it as an opportunity to get you away from Vegeta and reunite you with your father. I had no idea that they would take you and erase your memories.
"It turned out to not have been such a good idea. Frieza didn't uphold his end in getting me a decent job there. I had been hoping we could start our life together again there. When you came on this ship yesterday, that was the first time I'd seen you since we had arrived there." He said, reaching over the table and taking her hand. "You've been through a lot. I'm so glad you are okay."
"I'm not okay, Yamcha." She said, looking down at his hand over hers. "I can't remember anything. I'm supposedly married to one of the universes most dangerous and notorious warriors and I'm pregnant with his child. Yamcha, I am far from okay."
"Well, you will be okay. Now that you're here and you have both your parents." Yamcha said soothingly. "We can start a new life together now that that hold or whatever he had on you has been broken. Looks like Frieza did you a favor in that regard. You and I can pick up where we left off and that's okay that you're pregnant. I don't care about that. I'll raise it with you like it was my own."
Bulma sat there for a long moment thinking on that. She was having the odd sense of Deja vu here with this conversation.
"What do you say, B?" Yamcha pressed, feeling relieved that she seemed to be considering it. Before, she had just shot him down without even thinking it through. "We don't even need to stay on that planet. Once we land, I can make sure the ship is refuelled and we can take your parents and leave. You don't have to tell him. We can just go and he'll never find us. We can start a new life together and it will be wonderful."
That had been her plan. To get away from both Vegeta and Frieza and start her own life somewhere on her own. She had both of her parents there for support, so that was even better than she had thought in the first place when she had begun making plans to leave. However, she wasn't sure she wanted Yamcha included in on those plans. "I need time," Bulma said, taking her hand back and away from his. "I need to sort this out. I need to remember everything that happened."
"What if that never happens, B?"
"Then it doesn't and I'll make my own decision from there." She said.
"Will that decision include me?"
"I don't know, Yamcha." She sighed in frustration. This was always how it was between them. They would break up, usually because he'd cheated on her and then he would beg and beg for to take him back; insisting that he'd changed and that things would be different, which they would be for a few weeks and then he would resort back to his old ways when he got tired of waiting for her to sleep with him. "Back home, before everything happened, we were done. I had decided that we were finished for good."
"I know, I was a complete jerk." He admitted quickly. "But after all that's happened, I've changed. I realize what's really important, and that's you, B. And I know I wasn't the best boyfriend, but I really feel like we've been given a second, no, a third chance here!
"It was no coincidence that you happened to end up on the same planet as I was on after Earth was destroyed! And now you can be free of whatever Vegeta did to you. Bonus that you can't remember; I'm sure that's something you wouldn't want to remember anyway."
"Why not?"
"Because Frieza's soldier told me that you were nothing more than his sex slave." He replied bluntly.
"I know that's what they all said, but I have a hard time believing that-"
"It's true, B!" Yamcha insisted. "He bought you, or who knows, even stole you from someone else and then manipulated you into thinking that he loved you so you'd put out for him. He apparently bragged about how easy it had been!"
Bulma nodded and gulped down the rest of her coffee in an effort to swallow the lump in her throat. There that was again, that fact that everyone but her seemed to know. That she was apparently his sex slave. Had that been true? Maybe in the beginning and then she'd fallen for him? No, that didn't make sense at all to her. But why did this seem to be so obvious to everyone else but not her?
"I'm sorry, B." Yamcha said to her, noticing how upset she was. "I really am. You see why I want to get you away from him?"
She nodded. "Did you have any proof of that? Had I said that was the case before?"
"No. You were just completely enamoured over him." he shrugged. "It wasn't normal, whatever it was and you refused to see reason."
Bulma thought back on the bond. Maybe that was what had clouded her judgement where Vegeta was concerned. She didn't know enough about it though. Could Vegeta have used it to brainwash her into thinking what they had was a normal, healthy relationship? In which case, as much as she didn't want to admit it, maybe Yamcha was right.
"So, I refused to see reason?" she asked him carefully, realizing that he had still left out the part on how she exactly had made it on Frieza's ship in the first place.
"Yea. Like I've known you for years and I know how stubborn you can be when you are determined about something, but this was just something different all together. I tried to talk sense into you and you wouldn't listen. You so much as didn't even care that your father was alive and well. You still wanted to stay with him." Yamcha said. "That's when I knew I had to get you out of there and away from him; that he'd done something horrible to you to have clouded your judgement that much. I know how much your family means to you. There was no way the Bulma I knew wouldn't have wanted to go searching for your father."
"So then how did I get on Frieza's ship? Did you take me by force, since you say I refused to see reason?"
Yamcha paled a little at the question, "Well, I wouldn't say by force exactly. You were being pretty stubborn. But I eventually got you to leave."
"How?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter," he said, weaving a hand in dismissal. "You're safe now, you're reunited with your parents. That's the main thing."
Bulma nodded, watching him carefully and noting the scar on his arm. Kakarott had told her that Aro had gotten him good in an attempt to protect her. It still looked pretty bad. "What happened there?" she asked, pointing to his arm.
"Oh, this?" he asked, looking down and frowning. "It's nothing."
"It sure doesn't look like nothing. It looks like a bite." She said. "A bad one too."
"Yeah, one of your dogs bit me." He admitted.
"Why?"
"Cause he's crazy. You taught him to do that, I don't know why. I wasn't even doing anything and the dog bit me and wouldn't let go. You should have that animal destroyed when you get back. Especially if you're going to have a baby. I'd be real concerned."
Bulma took in his words and dismissal of her original question. She remembered Aro and she remembered Danger. She didn't remember Aro biting Yamcha, but she remembered that the dog was definitely not crazy. If he bit Yamcha, he probably felt he had a reason to do so. That could have been said of either dog. "Which dog bit you?"
"The Shepherd Mal." He said. "That dog is nuts, B. He has like no off switch and the other one's not much better."
"Alright," she sighed as she got up to leave.
"Where are you going?" Yamcha asked.
"I need to lie down, I need to think for a bit."
"Make sure you think about what I said, B. I think we could have a real chance at making things work between us this time." He said hopefully to her.
"We'll see. I think I need some time alone for now. You and I had some serious issues from before and just because the planet is gone doesn't make those issues between us disappear." She said, though she didn't tell him a part of her decision at the moment was because she knew he wasn't being completely upfront with her. If she hadn't wanted to go with him and he had forced her to leave and now this was the outcome- her having no memory of anything and hating the father of her child as a result of Frieza's scientists, then she didn't want anything to do with Yamcha either. If she had truly been happy with Vegeta, as Kakarott and Frieza had indicated and Yamcha had destroyed that, she wasn't sure she would be able to forgive or overlook that. Especially if she never remembered everything for herself.
She also knew Yamcha would say anything to get her to come back to him. He had always been that way. Promised her the world and then promptly forgot about it all later on. She did not want to fall into that pattern again. Especially since she had a child to think about now as well. She would rather do this all on her own than be in an unstable relationship with either Yamcha or Vegeta. Where Vegeta was concerned though, she was mostly worried about his influence on the child. She did not want him teaching her child to grow up and be like him. She would die if that happened.
"B, I promise. Just give me a chance," Yamcha pleaded.
"Yamcha, I'm exhausted." She snapped. "I'm confused. I don't trust anybody."
"You can trust me." He objected.
"Can I? How many times did you promise me things would be different between us only to go back on that within a matter of weeks? I have a child to think about now. Just leave me be."
"But I've changed, Bulma." He said again. "I really have. You just need to give me a chance."
Bulma exhaled in annoyance. "Then give me my space and let me make my own decision, don't pressure me. Show me that you've changed and maybe I'll give you that chance."
"Really? You'll give me a chance?" he beamed.
"I said maybe." She snipped. "Don't get your hopes up though. You have a lot to prove before I'll even consider it. Giving me my space and not hovering all over me is a step in the right direction though."
"Consider it done, B." he answered happily. "Take as much time as you need. I'll wait."
Buma just nodded and left the kitchen. She hoped that she hadn't just dug herself into another mess with him. At least maybe he'd give her some space to think about things for a few days. Maybe she could figure things out somewhat between her and Vegeta. Find out if things had been good between them or had she just been manipulated like Yamcha and all of Frieza's doctors had led her to believe.
She didn't know why, but Kakarott's account seemed the most believable. She could barely remember him, so she didn't know why she was putting so much store into what he had told her about her and Vegeta. Maybe it was wishful thinking on her part. She didn't want to believe that she had been manipulated.
Bulma walked carefully into her room, noting that Vegeta wasn't there anymore, which relieved her very much. She didn't feel like opening another round of emotional discussion with anyone at the moment. She decided she would take a nap and then seek him out. Try to hash all of this out for good. Either way, good or bad, she needed to know!
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