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Fanfic: B/V - Begegnungen des Schicksals 16
Chapter: B / V - Encounters of Fate 16
Disclaimer: Toriyama-sama owns all rights as an inventor, I am a borrower - I do not steal!
Greetings to: Goten`s Chan and fany10
E-mail: MajinSakuko @ sms. at
Genre: science fiction
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16th part
After a while, Bulma swung astride Vegeta's lap, crossed her arms behind his neck and deepened the kiss by tilting her head slightly. His hands caressed her back through the pajamas, causing her - despite their not-too-intimate position - to take an excited breath. The scientist leaned back with her eyes closed, who despite everything was close enough to run a thought through her head: * What are you actually doing here? * She couldn't just ... could she?[BI: Yes! ]Yamcha was ticked off as a topic, but that didn't mean that she would immediately ...[BI: It also didn't mean that she would not immediately ... with Vegeta ...]
"I'm going to sleep now," said Bulma and pressed her lips briefly and firmly to Vegeta's forehead.[BI: ... who followed her without arguing! ]
The Saiyan remained seated and watched her go. Absently he turned his water glass in his hand.
What has changed He? You? Both? Why was everything within reach all of a sudden? Vegeta was confused, to say the least.
Yamcha was out of the race, there was only one horse left.[BI: The donkey was out of the running, there was only one ... a great stallion! ]
Vegeta took a sip and made a face. The water was terribly warm. The Saiyajin got up, emptied the glass and put it in the sink.
After a short while he was freshly showered in his bed and listened to the silence of the night.
How would the whole situation develop?
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
The situation continued to develop, slowly but steadily. Not that they see the two main players often - Vegeta trained almost continuously in GR or some desert while Bulma focused on her latest project to overcome time dilation.Nevertheless, there was always enough time for one or the other kiss, during the day, at night - the main thing was without a spectator.
With every touch the fire was stoked more, a desire was awakened that it was not yet time to quench.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
Bulma stretched out in her office chair and allowed herself to sing along to a few lines from a song that was playing on the radio. Quiet music was the best way to work, that had always been the case with her.
"Undercover angel, midnight Tennessee, I never had a dream, that made sweet love to me ..."
After Bulma had had another sip of cooled tea, she returned to her project. The time dilation. This problem has existed as long as there have been spaceships and always appeared when you - apparently - exceeded the speed of light. This 'problem' was not always really such a problem. In short over-light flights, the time dilation was so small that it was only a few minutes and was therefore negligible.But the problem got bigger and bigger with longer trips.
Nothing and nobody could fly faster than light, more precisely: the photons, so-called light quanta. But there were a few tricks you could use to fool yourself into doing just that.
Some sort of wormhole connecting a black hole to a white one was one possibility. These two holes could be at two ENDS of the universe, and if a spaceship flew through the wormhole, it had to give the impression to outsiders that it took less time to get from the black to the white hole than the light that took the NORMAL path the longer route, not through the hole.
A MORE BEAUTIFUL option was to expand the space in front of the spaceship, while simultaneously contracting the space behind the ship. This prompted an increase in speed, but only for outsiders! Everyone in the spaceship would not be able to measure that they were flying faster than light.
And there was also the problem with time dilation. If you flew 0.8 c (that's 240,000 km / s) and that to a star 12 light-years away, you could easily calculate that it should take 15 years (12 / 0.8 = 15). The return flight was also scheduled for 15 years and for exploring the star 2 years, which meant that after 32 years one would have to be back on earth.
The pilot himself would only see 9 years pass for the outbound flight, another 9 for the return flight and also 2 years for the research, for a total of 20 years.
That was a difference of 12 years. By these twelve years the pilot was now younger than the entire planet earth and, on closer inspection, one could even say that he had traveled into the future.
Bulma's task now was to outsmart the laws of nature to make space travel possible that could advance into deeper parts of the universe.
And that wasn't what she actually wanted.For some time now, an idea had been haunted in her head that wanted to be realized: the reversal of time dilation, which should make it possible to travel back in time. But until she was absolutely familiar with her, Bulma couldn't even think of wasting her TIME on such things.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
130G was already a breeze for Vegeta, and cockily he raised the gravity regulator 20 units. The increased pressure made the Saiyan groan, but after his lungs filled with oxygen again, he was able to begin with a few light exercises.
Sit-ups, push-ups, and various other training exercises that do not require third-party help. The robots would have to believe in it soon enough.
The sweat ran quickly from Vegeta in streams, the salty liquid stung his eyes. Only 20 minutes left and his session would be over and he could enjoy a hot shower.The thought of water running down his body sent shivers of anticipation through it and made Vegeta even more enthusiastic about his exercises.
He could feel it, not much was missing and he was ready to bring the legend to life. With each passing day he got stronger, he got closer to the limit.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
Bulma pulled away from Vegeta, breathing heavily, one hand was still on his chest and could feel that his heart was beating just as violently as hers. Slowly she let her tongue slide over her lips and slowly calmed down. "Wow," she finally managed. She smiled and leaned forward again to feel Vegeta's lips against hers. Whether the grass would be stained was irrelevant now as the two rolled exuberantly through the garden.
"That could ... I ... give it back," Vegeta gasped out between several breaths before he lost himself in her kiss again.
The night sky was peppered with thousands of diamond-like glittering stars, and recently a moon shone again from the sky.[MS: Ebb and flow could no longer be brought under control and since no half / Saiyajin had a tail anymore, Kami saw no danger and renewed the earth's satellite. ]
The visitor disappeared as quietly as he had come, unnoticed.
* _ + _ * _ FB _ * _ + _ *
Hitori slowly stroked her bulging stomach as she made herself more comfortable. "It doesn't matter what they say, it's not true, because I know exactly that it was you ... They say you had already died, but that can't be. I recognized you ..."
A few tears ran down the young woman's cheeks and angrily she wiped them away. She wasn't a wimp! She would become a single mother, she would prove to everyone that she could. And maybe he could see it too, no matter where he was now. He should be proud of her.
Hitori's eyes wet again, and she sniffed loudly. “It wasn't my fault ... it wasn't my fault!” She buried her face in her hands and sobbed nonstop for several minutes. "This monster ... he has ...", heavy sobs let Hitori fall silent for a moment, before she gathered herself again, "It wasn't my fault! I didn't want that, but he ... He was stronger than I ever was will be ... "
Lightning flashed through the gray night, the rain pelted violently on the roof of the small, but dense, house. It was getting colder.
There had been no fighting lately, which was more than strange. They had to be up to something, after all, they were not interested in peace, they had proven that often enough.
Hitori carefully covered herself up, after all, her baby shouldn't be wanting for anything. "I will kill him. It will not go unpunished ... This shame he did me will be atoned for by him.I'll make sure of that ... Oh, I wish I could follow you, love! "But her child would need her, she couldn't just die.
* _ + _ * _ FB E _ * _ + _ *
“Where have you been for so long, Goku?” Chichi was visibly angry. Why did her husband always have to be late when he knew for sure that dinner was at 8 o'clock?
"I only went to see a friend."
"A GIRLFRIEND?" Repeated the black-haired fighter with wide eyes. "I beg your pardon?"
"It was just Bulma," Goku reassured her with a grin. "And besides, she was busy anyway ..." The Saiyajin took a step closer to his wife and took her in his arms, so that Chichi looked up in surprise. "What ...?" But her objection was nipped in the bud when she felt Goku's warm, firm lips against hers. "What was that for?" She asked when she caught her breath.
"Just like that," Goku said and picked her up with a swing. Chichi put a hand over her mouth so as not to scream, after all, she didn't want to wake Gohan again."Besides, you're a princess, so I guess I have to treat you like one too, right?"
Chichi couldn't resist the happy smile that spread across her face. "Aishiteru," she whispered and kissed Goku long and deep.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
Mrs. Briefs distributed the steaks and then sat down next to her husband to enjoy her dinner.
While everyone started to eat, Vegeta risked a look at Bulma, who was definitely sitting too far away from him. Somehow it seemed like she wasn't
Greetings to: Goten`s Chan and fany10
E-mail: MajinSakuko @ sms. at
Genre: science fiction
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16th part
After a while, Bulma swung astride Vegeta's lap, crossed her arms behind his neck and deepened the kiss by tilting her head slightly. His hands caressed her back through the pajamas, causing her - despite their not-too-intimate position - to take an excited breath. The scientist leaned back with her eyes closed, who despite everything was close enough to run a thought through her head: * What are you actually doing here? * She couldn't just ... could she?[BI: Yes! ]Yamcha was ticked off as a topic, but that didn't mean that she would immediately ...[BI: It also didn't mean that she would not immediately ... with Vegeta ...]
"I'm going to sleep now," said Bulma and pressed her lips briefly and firmly to Vegeta's forehead.[BI: ... who followed her without arguing! ]
The Saiyan remained seated and watched her go. Absently he turned his water glass in his hand.
What has changed He? You? Both? Why was everything within reach all of a sudden? Vegeta was confused, to say the least.
Yamcha was out of the race, there was only one horse left.[BI: The donkey was out of the running, there was only one ... a great stallion! ]
Vegeta took a sip and made a face. The water was terribly warm. The Saiyajin got up, emptied the glass and put it in the sink.
After a short while he was freshly showered in his bed and listened to the silence of the night.
How would the whole situation develop?
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
The situation continued to develop, slowly but steadily. Not that they see the two main players often - Vegeta trained almost continuously in GR or some desert while Bulma focused on her latest project to overcome time dilation.Nevertheless, there was always enough time for one or the other kiss, during the day, at night - the main thing was without a spectator.
With every touch the fire was stoked more, a desire was awakened that it was not yet time to quench.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
Bulma stretched out in her office chair and allowed herself to sing along to a few lines from a song that was playing on the radio. Quiet music was the best way to work, that had always been the case with her.
"Undercover angel, midnight Tennessee, I never had a dream, that made sweet love to me ..."
After Bulma had had another sip of cooled tea, she returned to her project. The time dilation. This problem has existed as long as there have been spaceships and always appeared when you - apparently - exceeded the speed of light. This 'problem' was not always really such a problem. In short over-light flights, the time dilation was so small that it was only a few minutes and was therefore negligible.But the problem got bigger and bigger with longer trips.
Nothing and nobody could fly faster than light, more precisely: the photons, so-called light quanta. But there were a few tricks you could use to fool yourself into doing just that.
Some sort of wormhole connecting a black hole to a white one was one possibility. These two holes could be at two ENDS of the universe, and if a spaceship flew through the wormhole, it had to give the impression to outsiders that it took less time to get from the black to the white hole than the light that took the NORMAL path the longer route, not through the hole.
A MORE BEAUTIFUL option was to expand the space in front of the spaceship, while simultaneously contracting the space behind the ship. This prompted an increase in speed, but only for outsiders! Everyone in the spaceship would not be able to measure that they were flying faster than light.
And there was also the problem with time dilation. If you flew 0.8 c (that's 240,000 km / s) and that to a star 12 light-years away, you could easily calculate that it should take 15 years (12 / 0.8 = 15). The return flight was also scheduled for 15 years and for exploring the star 2 years, which meant that after 32 years one would have to be back on earth.
The pilot himself would only see 9 years pass for the outbound flight, another 9 for the return flight and also 2 years for the research, for a total of 20 years.
That was a difference of 12 years. By these twelve years the pilot was now younger than the entire planet earth and, on closer inspection, one could even say that he had traveled into the future.
Bulma's task now was to outsmart the laws of nature to make space travel possible that could advance into deeper parts of the universe.
And that wasn't what she actually wanted.For some time now, an idea had been haunted in her head that wanted to be realized: the reversal of time dilation, which should make it possible to travel back in time. But until she was absolutely familiar with her, Bulma couldn't even think of wasting her TIME on such things.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
130G was already a breeze for Vegeta, and cockily he raised the gravity regulator 20 units. The increased pressure made the Saiyan groan, but after his lungs filled with oxygen again, he was able to begin with a few light exercises.
Sit-ups, push-ups, and various other training exercises that do not require third-party help. The robots would have to believe in it soon enough.
The sweat ran quickly from Vegeta in streams, the salty liquid stung his eyes. Only 20 minutes left and his session would be over and he could enjoy a hot shower.The thought of water running down his body sent shivers of anticipation through it and made Vegeta even more enthusiastic about his exercises.
He could feel it, not much was missing and he was ready to bring the legend to life. With each passing day he got stronger, he got closer to the limit.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
Bulma pulled away from Vegeta, breathing heavily, one hand was still on his chest and could feel that his heart was beating just as violently as hers. Slowly she let her tongue slide over her lips and slowly calmed down. "Wow," she finally managed. She smiled and leaned forward again to feel Vegeta's lips against hers. Whether the grass would be stained was irrelevant now as the two rolled exuberantly through the garden.
"That could ... I ... give it back," Vegeta gasped out between several breaths before he lost himself in her kiss again.
The night sky was peppered with thousands of diamond-like glittering stars, and recently a moon shone again from the sky.[MS: Ebb and flow could no longer be brought under control and since no half / Saiyajin had a tail anymore, Kami saw no danger and renewed the earth's satellite. ]
The visitor disappeared as quietly as he had come, unnoticed.
* _ + _ * _ FB _ * _ + _ *
Hitori slowly stroked her bulging stomach as she made herself more comfortable. "It doesn't matter what they say, it's not true, because I know exactly that it was you ... They say you had already died, but that can't be. I recognized you ..."
A few tears ran down the young woman's cheeks and angrily she wiped them away. She wasn't a wimp! She would become a single mother, she would prove to everyone that she could. And maybe he could see it too, no matter where he was now. He should be proud of her.
Hitori's eyes wet again, and she sniffed loudly. “It wasn't my fault ... it wasn't my fault!” She buried her face in her hands and sobbed nonstop for several minutes. "This monster ... he has ...", heavy sobs let Hitori fall silent for a moment, before she gathered herself again, "It wasn't my fault! I didn't want that, but he ... He was stronger than I ever was will be ... "
Lightning flashed through the gray night, the rain pelted violently on the roof of the small, but dense, house. It was getting colder.
There had been no fighting lately, which was more than strange. They had to be up to something, after all, they were not interested in peace, they had proven that often enough.
Hitori carefully covered herself up, after all, her baby shouldn't be wanting for anything. "I will kill him. It will not go unpunished ... This shame he did me will be atoned for by him.I'll make sure of that ... Oh, I wish I could follow you, love! "But her child would need her, she couldn't just die.
* _ + _ * _ FB E _ * _ + _ *
“Where have you been for so long, Goku?” Chichi was visibly angry. Why did her husband always have to be late when he knew for sure that dinner was at 8 o'clock?
"I only went to see a friend."
"A GIRLFRIEND?" Repeated the black-haired fighter with wide eyes. "I beg your pardon?"
"It was just Bulma," Goku reassured her with a grin. "And besides, she was busy anyway ..." The Saiyajin took a step closer to his wife and took her in his arms, so that Chichi looked up in surprise. "What ...?" But her objection was nipped in the bud when she felt Goku's warm, firm lips against hers. "What was that for?" She asked when she caught her breath.
"Just like that," Goku said and picked her up with a swing. Chichi put a hand over her mouth so as not to scream, after all, she didn't want to wake Gohan again."Besides, you're a princess, so I guess I have to treat you like one too, right?"
Chichi couldn't resist the happy smile that spread across her face. "Aishiteru," she whispered and kissed Goku long and deep.
* _ + _ * _ + _ * _ + _ *
Mrs. Briefs distributed the steaks and then sat down next to her husband to enjoy her dinner.
While everyone started to eat, Vegeta risked a look at Bulma, who was definitely sitting too far away from him. Somehow it seemed like she wasn't