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Is This Recording Yet?	By : immatureimp Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1358 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN: A while back I was following a debate over at the SJS ml about how to get rid of the wives so our favorite two Saiyans could have hot monkey sex without interference and...well...I�m just too easy. Yes, that�s what I said. Easy. I like any type of story as long as it�s well written. It doesn�t matter to me if the women die, go crazy, become lesbians, try to kill their own children, or just get ignored like they don�t exist. I also don�t really care if the characters are IC, or OOC, who�s sleeping with whom, or even if the story is het or yaoi, as long as the story is good.

I did find it funny that in one of the final Dragonball Z episodes Chi Chi suggests to Bulma that they should trade husbands, because even though he wasn�t as nice as Goku, Vegeta was more dependable. (spouse swapping- those dirty little hentais) That I found hilarious.

So with that debate in mind I wrote this little bit. I�m ignoring Chi Chi (as usual) and giving Bulma a little bit of the comedic role in this, because well, I really relate to and like Bulma. It�s got some sad stuff, some funny stuff at the expense of Vegeta, and a bit of sadistic humor at the end. Bulma has the last laugh in the end. OOC and Unbeta�d of course. Hope you enjoy.

This is how I get rid of the wives (um, one wife, I mean)....

Warnings: Yaoi (hints) OOC and Bulma getting the last laugh...

Disclaimers: Don�t own DB, DBZ, DBGT, a Mercedes, a yacht , a condo on the beach, or a villa in the South of France. I do own one slightly used Vegeta action figure, one very used Mirai Trunks figure, and one tight-assed Gohan figure though...and I can position them any way I want to.
Is This Recording Yet?

�It�s ready.�

Vegeta turned from his leaning perch on the balcony rail to find Bulma gazing fondly at him from the open glass doors. �Thank you.�

�Did you just thank me for something?� she chuckled softly. �I must be losing my hearing as well.�

�You�re hearing is just fine, Woman,� he snorted. Gently he brushed the platinum strands from her face and caressed one soft cheek. �But don�t get used to it.� Then he leaned forward and lightly touched his lips to hers. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders to draw him closer for one last embrace. Slowly he lifted his head, staring deeply into her eyes as if he was trying to tell her something, before he finally released her.

�Are you leaving soon?� Bulma asked as he entered their bedroom and started to gather his things.

�As soon as Kakkarot arrives.�

�Well then you�ll be here for a while. You know Goku is always late.� Bulma laughed as she helped him pack the last of his training gear.

Vegeta smirked faintly. �I made him say his good-byes last night. He had better not be late if he knows what�s good for him.� Bulma giggled at the threat. All too soon the packing was complete and everything encapsulated. She handed Vegeta the capsule case with a sad look.

�I�ll miss you.�

�I�ll be back soon enough, Woman.�

That seemed to upset her. Bulma turned away and stared out the still open balcony doors into the early morning sunshine. It was going to be a beautiful day. �Will you do something for me?� she asked, turning back to face him.

�What?�

�Don�t come back. Stay in space with Goku until after I die. Can you do that one last thing for me?� Bulma�s fingers lightly skimmed over the bare flesh of his arms that were tightly crossed over his chest. The look on her face was pleading and he found it hard to look away.

�What are you talking about? This is only a training trip, I�ll be back long before you�re old enough to even think about dieing.� He replied impatiently, not liking where this conversation was leading.

�Vegeta, look at me. I�m old now.� Vegeta eyes swept over her features taking in the sight of thin platinum hair that had once been a thick rich blue, spidery lines that splayed around her eyes and the tiny rows of wrinkles that encircled her neck. When had she gotten so old, he wondered to himself. Why hadn�t he noticed it before now?

�You�re not old and you are not going to die. I won�t allow it!� He denied fiercely as his arms once more pulled her against him in a tight embrace. His nose nuzzled the hollow behind her ear and he breathed deeply of her scent. It was still there, that wonderful scent that spoke of home to him. A home he had built with her.

�Not even you can stop old age Vegeta.� She whispered. � It comes to all of us. Just some of us sooner than others.�

�I�ll gather the dragonballs...I�ll wish you young again.� His voice muffled against her skin.

�I love you too.� Her body shook with repressed amusement, his words filling her with joy. � But I don�t want to be young again. I�ve lived my life and I�m not afraid of dying.� She paused for a moment as he leaned his head back to gaze at her. �Besides it�s your turn. You lived for me all these years, it�s time to live for yourself.�

�What are you talking about?� Vegeta let go and backed away, shaking his head. �You�ve lived for me, I only took. You fed me, clothed me, repaired the GR over and over and now you�ve built me a ship that will take me into outer space at a time when it appears you need me the most. What have I ever done for you?�

�You gave me two wonderful children. You stayed on this mudball when I knew how much you hated it here. You defended my world. You were always kind, gentle and loyal to me. You stayed with me and you loved me-even if you never said it.� Bulma�s brilliant blue eyes glistened with unshed tears.

�You give me to much credit, Woman. I am not kind, gentle or even loyal.� The words were wrenched out harshly between two tightly compressed lips.

�No, you don�t give yourself enough credit. You�ve never once physically hurt me, not even in anger or by mistake. I know how hard it is for you touch me gently, just how much you had to hold back when we made love. I�ve always known. But I was too selfish to let you go, to selfish to let you find happiness and completion with someone strong enough to handle it. And you never once thought about leaving me because of it, did you?� Bulma explained patiently, tears streaming down her face.

�Don�t cry...I don�t deserve tears. I�m not as loyal as you think.� Strong hands cupped her face as his thumbs stroked away the trail of tears.

�Yes, you are, loyal to both of us...Vegeta...I know about Goku.� Bulma said quietly, a small smile easing her wet features. �I�ve known for a long time.�

�What...? How?� Vegeta was so startled by her words he stumbled back from her, his hands tightly clenched by his side, eyes filled with shock, not sure if he understood what she was saying.

Bulma grabbed his hand, pulling it open and lightly stroking the palm to ease the tension. �I�m a genius, remember? I�ve known for years, and I�m happy for you.� He continued to stare at her, uncertainty replacing the shock. Bulma smiled softly as she reiterated. �Really, I am. You deserve someone like him.�

�Why didn�t you say anything?� Vegeta�s words seemed to echo around their bedroom.

�Why? Because I love you and I love Goku. At first I was angry and jealous. But I was also scared, afraid that if I confronted you that you would leave, that I would lose you, and I didn�t want that. After a while, when you didn�t let it affect our life together or change our relationship, I realized that you needed him in a different way than you needed me. You were happier, satisfied, more relaxed and...I accepted it. As I got older I was glad that you had someone to be with, someone who enjoyed your touch, when I no longer could, and would be around as long as you. It seemed...right, the two men I loved more than anything, together. You made me happy and he made you happy. That�s all that mattered.�

Bulma�s word were filled with caring and acceptance, something Vegeta never would have expected. How could she love him when she knew that he had cheated on her, repeatedly, with her best friend of all people?

�Of course, I took advantage of the situation,� she continued candidly. �When I discovered that you two liked to make out after sparring, I hooked up the cameras in the GR to a viewing screen in my lab. Those after sparring sex sessions gave me some of the wildest erotic dreams I�ve ever had.� Bulma snickered loudly at the enraged look on Vegeta�s face. �Oh come on, you don�t think I�d let an opportunity like that get by me, do you?�

Bulma took his shocked and livid silence as an appropriate time to leave. Quickly exiting the room she ran down the stairs as fast as her aging body would allow, running straight into the suddenly appearing large, muscular arms of her best friend and husband�s Saiyajin lover, Son Goku.

�WOMAN!!� Vegeta stormed down the stairs behind her.

�What?� Bulma glanced back at him through lowered lashes, trying to look innocent, but staying within the arms that were unknowingly protecting her from Vegeta�s form of Saiyajin vengeance.

�That look is not going to save you. You don�t need to worry about dying from old age because I�m going to kill you . You have tried my patience once to often, Woman.� Vegeta growled angrily as he prowled closer.

� �Geta...that�s no way to talk to Bulma...� Goku tried to protect Bulma by pushing her behind him, but she wasn�t having it.

�Now, don�t do anything hasty. I might be willing to give you the cds if you let me live.� Bulma sniggered, as the glare of anger was replaced with one of stark disbelief.

�Cds? What�s she talking about �Geta?� Goku was used to them arguing all the time, but this fight was going along some strange lines.

�You recorded us!?� He shouted incredulously, ignoring Goku.

�Who�d she record?� Again the two antagonists disregarded him.

�Well of course! I couldn�t let all that hot monkey action go to waste, could I?� Bulma crossed her arms across her chest in a very Vegeta-like stance. �Just because I�m too old to participate, doesn�t mean I can�t enjoy watching. Just what I need to die happy.�

�Wha...?� Goku felt like he had missed something important, but then he felt that way most of the time.

Vegeta�s anger melted away with her last words. The idea of this strong, vibrant woman dieing upset him, more than he was willing to admit. Bulma had accepted him when no one else had. She had spent her life caring for him and raising his heirs. She deserved her little hentai moments, after all he got his when ever he wanted.

The fact that she wasn�t angry with him was surprising. Bulma wasn�t really known for her even-tempered demeanor. Usually she blew up over the smallest things. She loved confrontation as much as he did, it was what drew him to her in the first place.

He didn�t want to think about her dieing.

�You�re not going to die.� He replied. �I won�t let you.�

�Yes, you will. Because it�s what I want. You�ve never been able to deny me anything I�ve wanted.� Bulma�s voice was determined as she finished. � I want you to go wander the galaxy with Goku, train and enjoy yourself. Forget about me. Trunks will contact you when I�m gone. Then if you wish to return, fine.�

�Woman...� �Bulma...� Vegeta and Goku started at the same time.

�Vegeta, I don�t want you here. I have my pride, just like you. I want you to remember me as I was when we first met. How I looked pregnant with your children. How I looked whenever we argued. Remember me like that, not as an old dying woman. Let me go with a little dignity. Please?�

�Hn.� Neither agreeing or disagreeing, just accepting, it was the only response he could give her.

�Thank you.� Bulma replied. �Now let�s get you guys ready to go.�

The two full-blooded Saiyajin�s allowed Bulma to drag them out to the Capsule ship. They followed patiently while she showed them around the craft and demonstrated how everything worked. This wasn�t the first time either of them had piloted a space ship, but they humored her anyway. It seemed as though neither Saiyajin wished to make their last few minutes with the earth woman unhappy ones. Heading to the control center she started the ship and set it to automatically launch as soon as all hatches were closed.

When she finished she hug Goku warmly and pecked Vegeta on the cheek one last time.

�Take care of yourself,� she ordered Vegeta, then turned to Goku. �Take care of him.� Goku nodded as she walked down the ramp to leave. Vegeta hit the button to pull in the ramp and close the hatch when she turned around and grinned at him.

�Oh, there�s a present for you in your room,� Bulma yelled as the hatch closed. �But I kept one for me!�

The ships engines ignited and the craft started to lift off the ground as Vegeta shoved Goku aside and ran to his room. When Goku arrived seconds behind him he found Vegeta sitting on the bed, a large open box beside him with hundreds of transparent silver cd cases stacked inside.

�Damn woman, I can�t believe she really did this,� Vegeta muttered.

�What are they?� Goku asked as he picked one up, peering through the opaque case to the dated cd inside.

�Well, she did say enjoy myself,� Vegeta mumbled to himself, paying no attention to Goku�s question. Looking over the dates that were listed on the cd�s, he picked one that seemed familiar and inserted it in to the viewer. While it started to play he attacked Goku and sending him tumbling back across the bed. Quickly he climbed in beside him as the first images started to appear.

�Bulma knows about us. She recorded our...err...activities in the GR. �

�I�ll say...� Goku breathed as he watched the very naked image of himself being ravaged by a very naked Vegeta in the Gravity Room. He look over at the box again, then back at Vegeta.

�Damn, I can�t believe we did it that often. Man we were rabbits.�

�No, we�re Saiyajins. Besides you haven�t seen anything yet, each of those disc holds 10 hours each.� Vegeta�s hands were roaming eagerly over Goku�s chest and he began to undress his lover. Goku�s hand stopped Vegeta�s explorations.

�Um...Geta, maybe we should make sure she�s not recording us now.� Vegeta stared at Goku in disbelief, then jumped up and started searching. He finally found what he was looking for in the far upper corner of the room.

�Woman!� He yelled into the tiny lens, shaking his fist. �You�ll wish you died of old age when I get through with you!�

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Bulma snickered out loud in her lab as she watched Vegeta reach up and crush the tiny recording device. Turning off the link to that particular device she reached over to turn on the ones in the ship�s cockpit, kitchen, bathroom, training room and hallway. She planned on getting her fix one way or another.
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