VegetasGirl14

Sewing "You're sewing?" Jeice blinked hard, hoping that the image of Zarbon sitting and repairing his cape was only some sort of mirage; perhaps born from something funny that just happened to be seeping through the vents. Perhaps. No such luck, it was real. Zarbon's eyebrow twitched but he didn't look up from his work. "What are you doing here?" "Bored. Came to bother you. I like the look of you flustered." "You came all the way to my quarters just to annoy me," Zarbon managed to keep his voice sounding neutral. "How nice of you." "Seriously, what the hell?" quickly returning to his original topic, Jeice jabbed a finger forward to poin

Vegeta… I wish I told you… before my final act… I never knew why I felt so weird around you. I felt more like myself; not that of a naïve idiot I play for people. Not ‘Goku’ they prefer; their scared of ‘Kakarrot’. That’s so funny to me… they don’t know… and they never will. Now I stand here before my final act. I… always wanted to tell you… that I loved you but I’m so scared. I feared your rejection, you true hate, and I will never see your face again. Vegeta, sometimes I wish things were different. My hands are at my sides ready to do what I need to do. But I give m

The next few weeks were an absolute blur for both Bulma and Vegeta.  Both knew what was going on, but neither one said anything to the other person.  The only change that was noted in the status quo was that Vegeta was decidedly spending less time in the bed snuggling with Bulma.  She figured it was due to his training schedule.  Little did she know that she was, in a way, correct - but not for the right reasons.  Vegeta consciously decided that, in order to train more effectively and since Bulma was pregnant, that he had to separate himself from the whole situation. Bulma was happy being pregnant.  Vegeta had been right.  She was more than