PART 3


Hm ... exciting, exciting, isn't it? *G*


And then it goes on ......












Meanwhile in the C.C:




As soon as Bulma was out of the laboratory, she took a deep breath. It was only then that she realized that she had been holding her breath in shock the whole time we went out. * Do you think Vegeta is serious? That he wants to kill me .. ?? * she puzzled.


* I would trust him ..... and my husband is like that ..... But I am no better, after all, it was ME who rammed the syringe into him. How cruel !!!! * at this thought she began to sob, the sob soon turned into a heartbreaking cry.


Completely exhausted and drained, she dragged herself to her room. She threw herself on the bed and fell into a deep, restless sleep.




Still very exhausted, she woke up 9 hours later.


* What is Vegeta doing now? Is he okay?* were her first thoughts.


She got up quietly and crept to his bedroom to see if he might be there. Unfortunately not. * well, if he's not there you can take a look at his room * she knew his room, but hadn't been in it for a long time. She used to be here often and spend good hours with him, but hardly ever since she was pregnant with Trunks.


Bulma left the room frustrated.


Then she went to take a shower. To improve her bad mood, she called Yamcha to see what he was doing. As always: nothing!


She arranged to meet him for lunch.


* Well, first of all look for clothes, put on make-up and do my hair so that I can talk to people again. I also want to be beautiful, in case Vegeta should be back when I get back ..... oh shit! What shall I do?! I'm frustrated and the first thing I do is call Yamcha. What kind of selfish beast am I !?Hm ... how could I get Vegeta to forgive me? Or how can I sufficiently prove my love for him ?! * Thinking about it, she chose her outfit: black jeans, a 3-row studded belt and matching studded bracelets, black ankle boots, a black blouse that she left almost completely untied and a black bag. When she looked at herself in the mirror she was frightened! Bulma looked totally pale and sick. * Well, what the heck, it is well known that you dress according to your mood * she thought when the doorbell rang.


She went to the front door where Yamcha was waiting for her. When he saw her outfit he was a bit astonished, but tried to cover up his surprise with the comment: "Well? Gone under the Satanists? * G *". Unfortunately, poor Bulma couldn't laugh at that and he immediately felt sorry for it again. He asked her what was going on and when she said nothing but started sniffing he took her in his arms to comfort her.A purely friendly gesture, of course;). But just at that moment Vegeta came up to her (that was clear * grin *). Yamcha noticed him and almost pushed Bulma away, but too late! Vegeta had already checked that he had hugged her. Yamcha almost pissed himself off in fear, knowing that Vegeta didn't like him, if not hated him.


Bulma was totally amazed why Yamcha, who had just held her so lovingly, pushed away when she saw Vegeta in the sky.


He glared down at the two of them but said nothing. Then he slowly floated to the ground and walked slowly towards her. Walked past them and into the house.


Both mouths stayed open in amazement. They had expected everything from him, from the destruction of the earth (Vegeta probably had that thought in the first moment anyway;)) to an extreme tantrum. But nobody had expected that he had just ignored them both in silence.

Now there was an embarrassing silence.


* Silence, oh cruel silence ... * Bulma thought


"Well ..." she finally said to break the silence "What do we do now?" she asked Yamcha.


"First go out to eat" suggested the latter.


Bulma had to go back to the house to get one of her credit cards.


Se went into her room and when she left it she bumped into Vegeta who had apparently just been on his way to the bathroom.


"Hi. Uh. How are you? Everything ok?" she asked softly.


"Yes, everything is fine," he replied cynically and walked on.


Confused, Bulma went back out to Yamcha.




***


A little later in the Fu Yeng restaurant. Bulma and Yamcha had just placed their orders.




"And how are you doing? How is your girlfriend?" asked Bulma Yamcha.


"You live .... hm .... Yoko is fine too, thank you." To change the subject, he was visibly uncomfortable talking about his girlfriend, he said, "What is Trunks doing?I haven't seen him in ages? "


"He's on a world tour with my parents for the next 6-9 weeks * g *"


"Well not bad ...."


All in all, the two of them have about 2 hours of shallow small talk.


They politely said goodbye to each other and the evening was over.




***


*SHIT!!! I forgot to cook Vegeta !!! Shit, it will be back to 180 now, a hungry Sayajin is really the worst that can happen to you .... * Bulma thought on the way home.


She sped her Porsche towards C.C. . From the car phone, she called the pizza service and ordered 8 pizzas.


When she got home, she found a happily munching Vegeta in the kitchen.


"Hello," she greeted him.


After 3 minutes she stopped waiting for an answer but grabbed a pizza ...... the last one.


She reached for the box at the same time as Vegeta.



-Part3 end-


sequel follows


-Part 4-




Both tugged on it a little. Then Bulma looked at Vegeta and said smiling "Old Wolverine * g *"


"Well, after all, I train all day! I can still be hungry!"


"It's okay * smile * I've only just eaten anyway"


"Oh yes, you went to dinner with some kind of failure," he said mockingly.


"Just because Yamcha isn't as strong as you are, doesn't mean he's a failure!" she was indignant, although inwardly she agreed with him.


"Strength isn't the only thing that matters to me either."


"Hard to believe ..." replied bulma, astonished


"... but true." Vegeta added


"Well, what else matters to you?" she asked curiously.


"Loyalty and honesty are two of the most important basic requirements, or rather were," he said, smiling bitterly.


"Basic condition for what?"

"Who knows," he said with a smile.


He happily munched the last pizza, while Bulma watched him calmly.


When he finished, she took his hand.


He looked at her in surprise. "Vegeta ..." began Bulma "Can you forgive me?" Tears were already running down her cheeks.


"What forgive Bulma?" He asked her now.


"That I hurt you. That I behaved so stupidly. That I said things I shouldn't have said."


At some point he looked at her carefully.


"It's okay, woman."


"So you forgive me ??"


"I didn't say that ... I'll say something like compensation for damages, something that I had planned for a very long time ..."


"If you want to have your own food storage room, that's no problem"


"Better woman, much better ...."


He got up, circled the table, and stood behind her.


* What is he going to do? * Bulma trembled in thought.

Then she felt him move.


A shiver ran down her spine as she felt his breath on her neck.


He gently touched her with his lips. She made a pleasant sound.


Slowly he opened his mouth and let his tongue slide over a certain point on her neck. He took her hands and she let it happen.


"I knew you would be the right one," he whispered softly to her.


Now he bit her gently on the spot that he had previously caressed.


At the sensation of pain, Bulma stiffened instantly. Vegeta squeezed her hands a little tighter. She gratefully registered this.


He was now biting harder and harder. The pain made her mad. But she felt how right it was what he was doing, and how important it was to him, so she didn't fight back.


First blood oozed from the wound and Vegeta immediately closed it with his mouth. Not a drop was lost. The metallic taste reminded him of the times when he had conquered planets.At that time he had often tasted the taste of strange blood. But he swore it would be the last this time.


He let go of her right hand. He then dipped his index finger into the wound. The blood on it he led to Bulma's mouth and she licked it off.


It was a strange feeling to taste yourself, but it wasn't bad. It felt more like she was getting closer to herself.


After a while, the bite began to slowly stop bleeding. Now Vegeta helped Bulma to get up. For a long time they looked each other in the eye. Then both went upstairs as if on an invisible command to the shared bedroom to finish what Vegeta had started.


Now their union was almost complete.


When Bulma woke up the next morning, her lips were caked. When she licked it, she tasted blood again. She looked at Vegeta who was still asleep. A small reddish trail ran down his back. So in the ecstasy she too had torn a wound for him.

Smiling satisfied, she fell asleep again.


The time of disagreement was over, whatever would come now, they would stick together.


What a nice illusion ...




-End part4-


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Hm, it got a little cheesy, it's a shame, but I ran out of ideas, I'm too stressed at the moment to have even one time to rest and think, even though it's a vacation, pitiful, but it doesn't matter!


=)


Hope you are not disappointed or something ...


See you soon ^^