I Want To Know What Love Is
(Foreigner)
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Dedicated to: VanillaAngel
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Gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm older
He was lonely. But was there a time that he wasn't? The emptiness, the expanse of the universe ... All that seemed to scoff at him. Why was he here? Why had he left? *It wasn't for always*, Vegeta calmed himself.
Things had changed. Bulma was pregnant. And actually he was pleased. It was only, that it was so new to him. The change came so fast. If someone was 20 years only used to fight and murderer, 20 weeks were nothing more than a glimpse. Vegeta just couldn't keep pace.
Plus there was something, that tormented him as well. She never said it. Not one single time. He didn't know why, but he was aching longing for the words, which would release him.
i
Or?
Her way of treating him, was ... loving? She made him feel better, as much as possible. She was there for him, cheering him up when he failed. Didn't she do anything for him? Was it the same, as if she said, she loved him?
Vegeta knew Bulma long enough to interpret her behavior. Yes, she was proud and stubborn too. Wasn't she able to say the words as well?
This Mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
Vegeta laid awake on his bed in the space pod and considered the situation. How should he clear the hurdles, he self had put in his way?
His pride was in his way, otherwise he would be just on the way back to earth. His pride, which stopped him from achieving his goal.
Sometimes the Saiyajin felt like Atlas, so heavy it felt on his shoulders. From time to time he had just enough of all. So he made a decision: He would return to Bulma.
The course was easy programmed - it was still in the intermediate storage.
Through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder
Trunks was born a few month after Vegeta's arrival. Bulma coddled her son, she concentrated on him, 'cause she was afraid to scare Vegeta with her love. She wouldn't survive, if he left a second time. So she tried her best to keep him. And it worked. For a time.
Vegeta became closed again. Did Bulma just loved her son, not the father? That was frustrating. 'Cause he didn't want to let her go.
Trunks grew older, Bulma and Vegeta lived side by side. None of them tried to change the situation, each waited that the other did something. But where should this step lead to?
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled too far
To change this lonely life
Startled and covered with sweat Vegeta left his dreams. His past still didn't let him go. So much pain he had endured, so much pain he had caused also. But that was over ... wasn't it? Of course it wasn't over. He felt the sharp pain deep down in his chest, whenever he looked at her. Whenever she smiled and it wasn't for him.
But it couldn't go on like that. He had traveled too far to just give up. The journey, he had made, should have an end. And if it wasn't too much requested, an Happy End.
The loneliness, he could sense deep in his heart, was going to make him crazy.
Vegeta looked to the side and realized, that she was awake.
Bulma stiffened immediately. She had seen Vegeta weak and he had noticed it. That wasn't good. Each time she had managed to let him think she was sleeping. These stadiums of angst took it of him. But he wouldn't want to talk about it. He was too closed to trust in her.
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
Vegeta laid his hand on Bulma's face, lightly caressed her cheek, turned her to him that he could kiss her. her eyes widened, but she couldn't read in his, 'cause he had closed his dark opals. A small moan escaped her throat as he trailed kisses all over her neck, then he began to gently nibble on her flesh. Why did he behave so strange now? He always was furious if she had caught him off-guard.
Bulma pulled Vegeta's head closer to her own to feel his lips again on hers. Her tongue made its way in his mouth and started to play with his. Restlessly her hands glided down his back, caressed him, pressed him towards her.
They united in unique passion, their love-making was never so intensive, and as their bodies merged, their souls also became one.
There was no ritual for the mating, it just happens. If the right time has come it just appeared.
~All or nothing~, the Saiyajin muttered in her conscious. ~I will not be contended with anything by halves.~
~I love you~, Bulma whispered back. ~Did you want to hear that?~
I'm gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
I've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me
Did he want to hear that? Of course. And he wanted to return it. With all what was possible. ~Me ... too I ... you too[MS1].~
In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
I can't stop now, I've traveled too far
To change this lonely life
Vegeta reflected his past and compared it with the present, which was umpteen times better. Here he laid, with Bulma in his arms. But something wasn't quite the way it should be. And as he felt her lips once more against his own, he knew what it was.
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
[MS1]Huh?
