Chapter 14

A/N So it looks like it's the last chapter of Deep inside. Thanks to all who followed, favorited and reviewed the story (and, by the way, I've got another B/V story on my mind… ;-) ). Enjoy!

The battle dust has settled down. The world was safe again, but the price was huge - Goku was dead. Her son - well, the future version of him - and friends gathered in one of the rooms in Capsule Corporation. Everyone was there except for Vegeta.

Bulma was worried. Trunks didn't want to tell her much, neither did Gohan. He could have be hurt, maybe even dying somewhere in the middle of wasteland. Blue haired woman was walking in circles nervously. Suddenly the door opened and Vegeta appeared on the doorstep.

He looked terribly - his hair was a mess, cuts and bruises covered his skin, she could tell his left forearm was broken. But was scared her the most was his blank stare, like there was nothing left inside of him.

Trunks looked around at his friends.

"Um, guys… I think we should leave them alone for a while…" - everybody nodded and left the room. Without a word Vegeta sat on the floor in the corner, the silence was crushing. Bulma sat right next to him, their arms touching.

"You know you can talk to me, Vegeta."

He didn't move, even when one single tear ran down his face. Bulma has never seen him so broken down and vulnerable.

"I couldn't do anything… I was supposed to be the world's strongest, the prince of all Saiyajins, the ruler of the world… But I couldn't even save my own son from being killed… I failed him, I failed you, I failed everyone, even myself. I am no warrior and I am no man…"

"Vegeta, you must understand something - you are not almighty. But it doesn't mean you can't be everything to someone."

Vegeta looked her in the eyes for the first time .

"How can you say that? After how I treated you?"

"Haven't I told you I will never leave you?"

Bulma took his hands into hers. He was always wearing those ridiculous white gloves for fighting… She took them off, caressing soft skin of his hands. She leaned forward and kissed them tenderly, which made Vegeta quiver.

Vegeta took her face into his hands and put a soft kiss on her lips, checking her reaction. She was truly entitled to slap him in the face for everything he's done.

As he pulled himself from her, her eyes were still closed, her face all calm. Vegeta stood up and fell on his knees. She looked at him, amazed by all of this.

"I am so sorry…"

Before he could blink he felt her lips on his. How the hell could a human be so fast? Bulma took his armor off, kissing every bruise she ran into. He simply tore her blouse off and started to kiss, bite and suck her skin, making her moan his name. He had to admit it sounded good. Bulma looked him in the eyes, her face flushing, sparks dancing in her stare.

"Vegeta… fuck me."

"AAARRRGHH!" - Piccolo yelled frantically ripping his ears off. His blood made a purple puddle on the floor.

"Piccolo - san! What's wrong, what happened?!"

"I bet there are times Piccolo wishes he didn't have such sensitive hearing…" - Kuririn said with a grin plastered on his face. Trunks looked at him, confused - he didn't really get what he was talking about.

"In other words your parents are having some… juicy reunion, I would say." - Muten Roshi added innocently. Oh. Trunks blushed.

"You know, I don't think I needed to know this…"

Vegeta was still laying on Bulma, his body fitted hers so perfectly. He closed his eyes and inhaled with her scent. After a while he lifted his head to look at her… and received a powerful slap.

"What?!"

"Don't you ever kneel before me again. You are a prince, for Kami's sake…" - Bulma was laughing at him, he returned a smile.

"You're a witch, you know?"

"But you love me for that."

"Hmph…"

He would have to be insane to admit it aloud.

A/N That's it! How about some last chapter reviews? ;-)