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Without further adieu.. The next and final chapter..

"I still don't see why you chose to name it Trunks," Vegeta looked over Bulma's shoulder while she held the giggling baby.

"First of all, Trunks is a he and I doubt you could have come up with something better," Bulma kissed Trunks on the forehead and shook a tiny stuffed teddy bear at him. He had been going wild for it ever since Goku brought it over.

"We should have named him Vegeta."

Bulma let out a loud laugh. "Are you being serious?"

Vegeta scoffed, "its Saiyan tradition. My father's name was Vegeta."

Bulma looked up at him and smiled, "Don't be grouchy." She stood up and turned around so she could give Vegeta a kiss, hoping he might stop pouting over Trunks' name.

"Don't touch me, woman." Vegeta walked out of the nursery and went downstairs to see if there was something good to eat in the kitchen.

"He might be big and scary but I think your daddy means well," Trunks had calmed down significantly and started nodding off. She set him back in his crib and smiled down at her bundle of joy until she was sure he had fallen asleep. "Now, I need to figure out what's got Vegeta in such a bad mood lately."

Bulma hopped down the stairs and ran her hands through her hair. She knew Vegeta was probably in the kitchen and walked in. When she saw the object of her affection building some sort of a sandwich, she sat on the counter behind him.

He was making a point to ignore Bulma. Sure she might be completely distracting but he was confident that he could ignore her.

After last night she probably deserved to be ignored…


"Trunks is finally asleep," Bulma came back into the TV room and smiled widely. The stubborn baby just wouldn't go to sleep but after two hours she had finally succeeded.

Vegeta was sitting on the couch and focused his attention on the TV. "It's about time."

Bulma slowly made her way over to Vegeta and sat at the foot of the couch. She wondered why Vegeta watched some of the things he watched. Lately he'd had an odd obsession with the Crocodile Hunter but today it seemed that Whose Line is it Anyway? had caught his attention.

"Come here," Vegeta focused on Bulma and motioned for her to sit next to him. She did as he said and leaned against him while they watched the program.

Bulma was bored with TV and grabbed the remote to turn it off. When it was silenced she suddenly moved so she was straddling his legs and facing him. She felt like fooling around. They never did anything anymore and she didn't want to completely become a boring mom just like that.

Vegeta gave Bulma one of those smirks he knew she loved. He was subtly trying to tell her that he wanted her. They hadn't made love since before the birth of Trunks and that was almost shameful for how much passion they had for each other. He had given her time because Trunks' birth took quite the toll on her and he wanted her to be ready because he couldn't lose her again. He immediately felt hopeful when she leaned down to give him a kiss.

Bulma kissed him and trailed her fingers into his wild hair. They rarely kissed like this anymore. Vegeta grabbed Bulma's tight bottom and scooted her closer so she was practically pressed against his chest but able to still kiss him. He took the lead by sliding his tongue into her mouth. She broke the kiss and took a deep breath.

Vegeta picked up Bulma and decided now would be a good time to go to their room before her annoying parents would come downstairs. She obliged and held onto him until he could drop her onto their bed.

He climbed over to her and took her up in a kiss again. She instantly put her legs around his waist to pull him closer while she kissed him passionately. Vegeta groaned when the sensation of their touching bodies started getting to his head. His hands rested on her waist and he moved them so Bulma was on top of him.

Bulma's breath caught in her throat when she felt his erection press up against her.

Vegeta sensed her hesitation and dread built up in his stomach. "What is it, woman?" he practically growled.

She moved from over him and sat up on the edge of the bed. He was confused with her actions and crawled over to kiss her shoulder in an almost apologetic manner. She looked away.

"Alright, fine." Vegeta stopped his kissing and sat down next to her. "What is going on with you?"

"We shouldn't have sex…" Bulma kept her eyes downcast.

"W-we what?" Vegeta stood up and glared down at her. "You kiss me like that and tell me we shouldn't have sex? I believe you humans call that 'leading someone on'."

She frowned more and looked up at him, "I'm sorry, okay? I just don't feel like it right now."

Vegeta ran his hands through his hair and paced around in front of her trying to not lash out and do something he'll probably regret.

Even Bulma could feel how his ki was getting higher then lowering again just from the sheer heat that always radiated from him. She stood up and got in the way of his pacing around. "I'm really sorry. I am."

"You aren't forgiven," he growled and gave her a cold glare. "I don't like being played with." His ki was getting high again and it was starting to shake the wall that Vegeta stood next to.

"Calm down Vegeta!" Bulma moved forward but he blew her off by walking to the door that led outside.

He decided the Gravity Room was his only friend right now.

End Flashback.

His back muscles tightened when he heard her humming a tune in the carefree way that it seemed only a human could possess.

Vegeta turned slowly and glared at her. It only made her smile.

"What?" She looked at him and tilted her head so her long blue hair was falling down her back and out of her face.

This entire thing was new to Bulma and she didn't think he could still be mad about last night. She was over it, and he should be too.

Vegeta crossed his arms and leaned against the counter opposite of hers. "Why are you down here? Isn't there something else you could be doing?"

Bulma rolled her eyes, "No, there isn't. Besides it's my only slow day out of the week and I thought maybe we could spend it together."

Vegeta swiftly moved forward. That didn't sound so bad, or maybe it was his undying need for her that was making his thoughts fuzzy.

"Maybe," he wrapped his arms around Bulma's waist and looked up at her.

"What could we do?" Bulma rested her arms around his neck and kissed him on the forehead. She enjoyed sitting on the counter so she was a few inches taller than him.

He shrugged and leaned forward so his mouth pressed against one of her collarbones. Vegeta definitely knew what he wanted to do, but did she? He wouldn't suffer being rejected again. Leaving the bad-boy façade behind for a moment, he looked up at her with pleading eyes that only she would ever get to see.

Bulma giggled and looked down at him, "Vegeta, what is that look for?" She ran her hands through his hair while she waited for an answer.

Vegeta sighed. "I don't know. I didn't realize I was giving any certain look." Instead of backing down, though, he took the next step and grabbed the sides of her face so he could bring her down for a kiss.

She let her entire being into this kiss and was a little bit disappointed when she heard crying. "Dammit, Trunks…" Bulma trailed off and looked down at Vegeta.

"Go," he ran a hand over his face and just like that, all traces of disappointment were gone.

His body was screaming for hers. Was hers screaming for his?

Bulma had been so busy trying to make up all of the work she had missed since the pregnancy. It wasn't easy and she often found herself coming home late at night or in the wee hours of the morning. Vegeta was getting angry at her and she completely understood why. He didn't deserve to have his needs for her ignored but she just had to ignore him sometimes.

Here she had a young Saiyan prince in her hands but she couldn't ever do anything with him because she was always such a boring, tired mess. Yet, he still kept trying to get her in his grasp again.

Maybe tonight she could avoid seeing him at all. It would be better for the both of them if he could spare her a night of his anger and she just went to sleep. Bulma took off her high heels so she wouldn't make so much noise and padded across the floor to the kitchen. She made it to the counter and set her things down.

'No sign of Vegeta,' Bulma silently cheered. This was going to be a breeze if he wasn't ready for her and already fuming in the kitchen.

She was about to walk away from the counter when someone turned her around and pressed her against it. A mouth was pressed against hers and it scared her for a moment before she felt a muscled chest and stomach pressed against her curves.

Bulma pushed him away and looked at him, "V-Vegeta."

He gave a smirk and wrapped a strong arm around her waist, "Expecting someone else?" He pressed his lips against hers again and she had no choice but to kiss him back.

Clearly Vegeta was going for more than just a session of kissing. He lifted Bulma onto the counter and parted her legs so he was standing between them.

The heat of the moment was getting to Bulma's head and she found herself wanting to go further as much as he did. Her delicate hands reached down and gave the bulge in his training spandex a teasing feel. It caused Vegeta to bite down on her bottom lip and she pulled away with a smirk.

"Please…" Vegeta rested his forehead in the crook over her neck, "do keep going," he whispered. Bulma seemed to have no choice. He picked her up and flew outside and into their bedroom window as a short cut.

They started kissing again as soon as they were under the cover of darkness in their room. He pressed his body against hers and Bulma started pulling at his spandex training suit. They both wanted each other so badly at this point.

Random articles of clothing were being tossed every which way across the room and they were soon in a heated kiss, completely naked.

Vegeta picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. He could stay like this forever.

Bulma's mouth hovered over Vegeta's and she whispered, "No more… Just take me."

He didn't have the heart to argue tonight. They wanted each other and nothing else seemed to matter at that moment.

Vegeta lay Bulma gently on the bed and positioned himself between her legs as she looked up at him with a lusty gaze. He leaned down and kissed her before grabbing the headboard of the bed and forcefully thrusting himself inside of her.

She gasped when he entered her. It had been so long since she'd had contact like this with him and it took time to adjust to his length.

Slowly he started pulling back out of her before thrusting back in. His grip on the headboard tightened because he wanted to control himself. He wanted this to be memorable for her in some way.

Almost naturally, he started picking up speed and Bulma's hips met him with thrusts of her own. She clawed at his back while their love-making sped up. Vegeta was losing control and he almost hated himself for it, but it had been so long that he couldn't keep going slow any longer. The headboard cracked under his hands and Bulma started moaning.

"Faster…" Bulma was blissfully lost in the feelings that he was igniting in her and all she wanted was more. "More… please."

Vegeta decided to try something new. He raised his ki while he thrusted in and out of her. It caused the bed to hit the wall but he kept going, the feeling becoming intoxicating.

Bulma cried out in plure bliss. Vegeta was more powerful than ever and she could feel the power racing through his body with each thrust.

Another cry was heard and Vegeta slowed down what he was doing and looked down at Bulma. "Are you crying?"

"N-no," Bulma panted, trying to catch her breath, "What are you talking about?"

They both shut their eyes when they heard Trunks crying over the baby monitor.

"Dammit," Vegeta slowly pulled out of Bulma, not feeling fulfilled at all. He wanted her so badly right now but she couldn't ignore their crying son.

She stood up on wobbly legs and pulled a robe over her nude body.

"I'm so sorry Vegeta…" she gave him a sad look. Her cheeks were flushed from their short moment together.

Vegeta moved to the edge of the bed and hung his head when she disappeared down the hallway. "I'm weak… for that woman."

All he wanted right now was Bulma. Only Bulma. Nothing less. He had a harsh realization that he would never find anyone to fulfill him quite like she did.

He stood up and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower. That was all he could do to alleviate the situation for now.

Vegeta didn't like these knew thoughts he was having towards his son.

Whenever he tried to get Bulma in his arms again it seemed like everything was Trunks this and Trunks that. Did the brat ever sleep or do anything by himself? For weeks he had been watching Bulma get overtired fussing over the baby.

He scoffed out loud to the empty gravity room. "When I was that age I was already living on my own for the most part."

Vegeta powered up the gravity again and started training for what felt like the thousandth time that day. Maybe if he trained he could forget about the rest of the world for a while.

After a few hours, Vegeta decided that now would be a good time to sleep. He hadn't done any of that for a couple of days and since Bulma wasn't home yet he decided their bedroom would be the perfect place.

Being the Prince of all Saiyans, he figured he could do whatever he damn well pleased and stripped down until he was completely naked. He climbed into bed and within moments he was out.

Bulma had been out shopping all morning and she felt tired. She wondered how her mom was doing with Trunks and smiled when she saw that they were playing and having a good time.

"I'm going to take a nap, mom. But I promise I'll be out in no time to take Trunks from you."

"Oh take your time, dear. Trunks and I are having a great time," Mrs. Briefs laughed at her grandson and played on the floor with his stuffed animals while she waited for Bulma.

Bulma smiled and quickly got to her room before anyone else decided they needed her. Her bed sounded so comfortable and she opened the door just to see Vegeta snoozing away on his side of the bed. She laughed, "It seems we have same ideas."

Just because Vegeta was there didn't mean she had to change her usual way of napping, she neatly took off her dress and put it in the hamper in the corner of the room. Her bra was also an afterthought when she pulled it off and tossed it into the hamper as well.

She climbed into bed and fluffed up a pillow before crashing.

Vegeta abruptly woke up when he realized someone's ki was near. He looked around before he saw Bulma asleep on the other side of the bed. The blankets had fallen to her stomach and her chest was a delicious sight to his eyes.

He gave a devilish smirk and moved closer to Bulma. Vegeta wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him so they were spooning. Now this was how they should sleep every night. He drifted back into a comfortable sleep. It was better this time now that she was in his arms.

Bulma had set an alarm to wake her up in two hours but it never went off. Her mom had figured as much and eventually put Trunks to bed herself when Bulma never came downstairs to retrieve him.

It was three in the morning and all was silent around Capsule Corp. Trunks was now able to sleep through the night and it seemed to be a miracle to everyone usually woken up by his crying.

Whenever Bulma and Vegeta slept this close together, it was as if their minds were linked together with cords and they often shared dreams. Tonight their dreams were interesting bits and pieces of what each one of them was thinking.

The final dream was dark. There was music playing from somewhere but you couldn't tell where. Suddenly they were together in a bed. In the depths of passion, Bulma screamed Vegeta's name as he thrusted in and out of her.

"Oh… Vegeta!" Bulma cried out in her sleep and jolted awake. She accidentally hit Vegeta in the face with the back of her head and she turned around to find him right next to her covering his face with one hand.

He dropped his hand and stared at her. Their eyes were locked and so many silent messages were shared between them.

Bulma moved closer to him and ran one of her hands through the side of his hair. She slowly brought his lips to him and they started kissing.

It was the dream that made them realize how bad they truly needed each other. Not just for the sex, but because it was their way of telling each other that they loved each other but without the words.

They didn't need words with the relationship they had, but they had both found love in each other, nonetheless. And it was definitely there the course of both of their lives. Never again would they look at other people the way they look at each other.

This was no fairytale ending, but this was the realistic ending that they both had been searching for all along.

I'm sad to end now but I hope you enjoyed it. I can't wait to write for you again~ leecassi