short foreword: this part is all about bulma and vegeta, it doesn't have that much to do with the parts before, i think. no matter, read for yourself.
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Chapter 8: ulterior motives
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[...]"Vegeta, please wake up!" Bulma shook her husband vigorously. "Damn it, what do you want?" He hissed at her. He struggled to get up from the bed. He had stayed in one of the Capsule Corp.'s many guest rooms. slept and Bulma had finally found him after a long time of searching. But what does slept here mean? He'd spent most of the night cursing, the others thinking. Now and then he had closed his eyes, but the image of his defeat kept appearing to him. The pain of yesterday evening had been healed by a magic bean. "Son-Goku will be over soon."
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"WAAAAAS?" Vegeta jumped up quickly. "What is Kakarott doing here? Have you ordered him here?" He yelled at his wife. Bulma just nodded. "I told him about yesterday .. But don't worry, I haven't said a single word about your defeat."She stroked his hair reassuringly. He said nothing, slapped her hand away." That’s my business! Neo is mine! I don't need Kakarott's help! "Angry, he left the room, slammed the door loudly. Bulma looked after him for a moment. He would calm down, she thought. She was worried about him. Especially since last night when she had to watch him Was beaten by this Dark Saiyan without even getting a chance to fight back. She began to make the bed. There were some blood stains on the pillow. She peeled off the cover and tossed it on the floor.
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The doorbell rang. "I'm coming!" Called Bulma from above. With the dirty cover in her hand, she ran towards the door. When she tore it open, she wasn't particularly surprised when her Goku's broad grin beamed against her. "Hello!" He said. That was his standard greeting. "Hi!" Bulma also greeted him. Another person came out from behind Goku. "I hope you don't mind that I took Gohan with me!" "What. "Bulma shook her head." I'm always happy to see you again! Come in! "Gohan nodded in greeting, Bulma nodded back. She found that the boy was becoming more and more similar to his father from year to year. More and more attractive. Goku and Gohan sit down on the new couch in the living room, which Bulma had only recently Days had grown. Vegeta found the thing hideous, but she didn't care. After all, he too had items that she didn't like. "Wait a minute, I'm just going to get the master! "Bulma smiled." Hm..Yes do. But one question: won't Vegeta handle this Neo himself? "Goku wanted to know. Bulma hesitated briefly, then shook her head." No, he won't. But pssst, don't say I said that! "
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Finding Vegeta wasn't difficult. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he crept into the training room to let his anger run free during training. Bulma suspected him here and she was right again.She opened the door carefully. "Damn it, that shit!" She heard him curse as he shot at one of the training dummies. "It's all for the ass!" Then he felt her aura and turned around hastily. "I didn't mean to disturb you," Bulma waved off when she saw his grim face. "A..but I just wanted to say that Goku is there and is waiting for you." "Who ordered him here? You or me? You want something from him!" He turned away from her again and began to hit the dummy again. Bulma waited a moment. She wondered if she really wanted to say what to say. Ever since this new girl moved in with them, this Saiyajin princess, she had the feeling that ... "Vegeta, would she ask you to come down, surely you would have done it, wouldn't it? For her, you would you would do ANYTHING for her! "Vegeta paused. Even if he had never admitted it, these words had hit him. They came as a surprise.Although he knew who was meant, he asked without even looking at Bulma: "Who are you talking about?" Bulma ignored his question. Of course he knew who was meant, it could only mean YOU. She sobbed, then she snapped at him: "Do you think I do not notice how you look at her, talk to her how you are in her presence? Do you think I do not see all of this? You change completely, become gentle and calm. I don't know you like that, you've never been like that to me. How many times have I hoped you would show your love, I've hoped for all the years. And then these girls come and you give her what I am from the start never got from you! Tell me, do you still feel anything for me? "Silence. Bulma looked at her husband, expected an answer from him, or at least a small gesture. Nothing of the sort happened. Vegeta stared at her for a moment, looked into her eyes. Those eyes that he loved so much because all the warmth seemed to shine out of them; they seemed so strange now, so ordinary.Where was the love he'd felt earlier? It was as if she had never been there, as if there had only ever been this girl in his head in his life, Saya! “Please Vegeta!” Bulma was on the verge of desperation. She didn't want to lose him, in any case not to destroy the little family. You had always been so happy ... And now, from one day to the next, should that change? "Vegeta please! Please tell me what's up. Have you fallen in love with her? I'll take your answer somehow, try to accept it. I know that one is powerless against feelings, I will understand. Me. . "Slowly he came up to her. In the light she saw beads of sweat run down his forehead. No, she couldn't look into his eyes for fear of reading the whole truth in them. He gently put his finger on her lips. "Pssst, stop it," he said reassuringly. "You know that I only love you. Only you are my girl!" Happy Bulma kissed his finger.“I love you too!” God, how filthy he felt at that moment ... Why had he just cheated on Bulma? Why couldn't he tell her the truth? Jesus Christ, he loved the princess, his sister. He wanted her, only her! He wanted her young body, not Bulma's. But why was he so cowardly to tell her that? He would have loved to punch himself in. The hypocritical behavior pissed him off. But maybe it was better that way. Better for him and for Bulma too. Your dream of a perfect family shouldn't be ruined by his thoughts of loving his own sister physically. He often imagined what it would be like if he would just take Saya and fly far away with her. To a place where only he and she can be and where no one else can find them. They would love each other all day ... He would be happy with her, she was a blessing to him. Every little touch from her gave him goose bumps, a pleasant feeling. And should he tell Bulma that ?!She wouldn't be able to stand it, so he thought it better to keep his secret to himself. At least for a while, but best as long as possible ... "Hey, are you dreaming?" Bulma's voice tore him from his thoughts. Without even waiting for an answer, she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the training room. When they were standing in the hall, all alone, she took his hand and led it to her bum. "Well how about? Tonight, when Trunks sleeps?" She whispered seductively in his ear. Vegeta smiled, pretending to be looking forward to it. But the joy was only an act. How much he wished that Saya would say this to him ... "Ok", he took his hand from her bottom. "But now let's go, Kakarott will be waiting ..."
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End of chapter 8
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hope you liked it. comments would be nice ..