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A/N - Not many people reviewed the last chapter…either most people didn’t know it was up or people are still angry about me taking so long to update. Sorry about that again! But I actually have a job now so I have a real excuse for slower updates!

Here is the lemon version for all you hentai lovers!

Chapter 16: ‘Love Lead Fortune’

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~*~ This world is not for aye; nor 'tis not strange, ~*~

~*~ That even our love should with our fortunes change; ~*~

~*~ For 'tis a question left us yet to prove, ~*~

~*~ Wether love lead fortune, or else fortune love. ~*~

- Player King from ‘Hamlet’

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“Are we still going to Earth?” Bulma stood up as Goku tried, unsuccessfully, to sneak into the room without alerting her to his presence.

“I, uh, don’t know. Vegeta and I…”

“Yes or no, Goku?” Bulma stood in his way when he tried to dodge past.

“I don’t know.” Goku cleared his throat, unaware that he looked exactly like somebody with a secret, trying to pretend that they didn’t have a secret. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Bulma scrutinized Goku for a minute longer then sighed. “No reason…It’s just that I was looking forward to going away with you.” Bulma blushed. “I mean…we do need to talk about ‘us’.”

“I thought you said there isn’t going to be an ‘us’?” Goku tried to slip past again. “Look, can you get out of my way? I need to change.”

“What’s with you tonight?” Bulma finally backed off and Goku slipped past into his bedroom. “Why are you acting like this?”

“Like what?” Goku’s voice was muffled and Bulma walked to his doorway only to see him struggling to pull the top half of his training suit off. For a minute her mouth ran dry as she ran her gaze over his muscled chest.

“Like…” Bulma snapped herself back to reality and quickly averted her eyes. “Like a jerk. You’re acting just like how Turles did, back when he…” Bulma’s voice trailed off as the now familiar flood of pain she felt when she thought about him swamped her, and for a second it became impossible to breath.

Goku groaned in the next room. “Can you stop thinking about him for a second? I don’t like feeling this…pain…from you all the time. It’s depressing.”

“Me?” Bulma spluttered. “You’re the one who’s acting like Turles!”

“For all the good it’s done me.” The moment the words seeped out of Goku’s mouth, he would have done anything to take them back. Why had he said that? He didn’t mean that! He hadn’t even been aware that he was acting like Turles until Bulma told him so! What was wrong with him?

“You’re trying to act like Turles?” Bulma felt a wave of sickness wash over her. “I don’t want you to be Turles, Goku. I want you to be you.” Bulma stepped back from the door and walked away as a heavy weight seemed to settle on her shoulders. Her chest ached as though she was about to cry, but no tears came this time.

“It’s Vegeta.” Goku gently put a hand on Bulma’s shoulder and stopped her in her tracks. “He doesn’t think it’s a good idea for us to leave…At least not now.”

“Since when have you listened to Vegeta?” Bulma tried to shrug of Goku’s hand, but he wasn’t easily put off.

“Since I realized he knows what’s best for those around him. He’s a natural leader, Bulma; a prince. And when he says something there is always a good reason for it.” Goku turned Bulma around and pulled her closer to him, his keen Saiyan sight picking up the slight dilation in her pupils.

But was it from fear or desire?

“So, we’re not going?” Bulma tried to ignore the prickly feeling that was making its way down her spine. Was being close to Goku doing this to her?

“Not at the moment…but maybe in the future when everything’s a little simpler.” Goku didn’t let go of Bulma when she tried to break free of his grasp, instead he watched her for a minute, wishing he had the uncanny ability that Vegeta had of reading peoples emotions in their eyes. There was something there, though…He could feel a struggle within her through the bond…if only he knew how to work the Saiyan bond properly!

“Do you really hate me that much?” Goku’s question was unexpected and Bulma blinked as she tried to understand what he was talking about.

“What?”

“You’re fighting your attraction to me, I was just wondering if you really hate me so much. You’re going to try and kill the…chemistry that we have between us.”

“I…I don’t know what you're talking about.” Bulma tried to struggle free.

“Then I’ll show you.” Goku lent down and placed his lips against Bulma’s, gently kissing her until he felt her hold on, the block on their bond wavering. Bulma moaned in the back of her throat and leant into the kiss, but she didn’t let down her guard, she kept it up. Goku dragged his mouth away and looked down with satisfaction at Bulma’s confused eyes and red cheeks.

“Why did you st…” She choked off whatever she was going to say and looked away. “Why did you kiss me?”

“To prove a point. Even though you want me, and make no mistake, Bulma, you do want me, you still won’t let me inside you…through the bond, I mean.” This time it was Goku’s turn to blush.

Bulma tried to think of something to say to that, but what could she say? Everything Goku had said so far was true. She did want him and she didn’t like the fact that she did.

“What do you expect me to say to that? Sorry I don’t want to sleep with the man who killed my husband?”

“Well, you slept with the man who killed your parents and my family!” Goku looked angry, as angry as he’d looked the day he’d fought Turles. “Why him? Of all the men you had to fall for, why did you fall for the man who slaughtered everybody I care for?”

“I don’t know! I didn’t choose to fall in love with him, Goku! Do you think I wanted to be with him in the beginning? I didn’t! I hated him!” Bulma felt a tear slip down her cheek. “I hated him for what he did!”

“You forgave him! Why not me?” The air around Goku was positively throbbing with anger.

“I do forgive you! There! Are happy? I forgive you for killing my husband! I forgive you for not coming to save us on Earth! I forgive you for everything!” Bulma burst into tears and slid to the floor, her body heaving with sobs. “I’m sorry…”

Goku, who had been about to lean down and comfort Bulma, halted.

I forgive you for not coming to save us on Earth!

Her words echoed through his mind and Goku closed his eyes as realization hit him. “I wasn’t there...”

His words were soft, but Bulma apparently heard them. She looked up, her wide blue eyes shining with tears. “I kept thinking you’d come…and you didn’t!” Her tone was accusatory. “All my life you’ve been there to save me, and the one time I really needed you, you weren’t there! I hated you for that! I hate you…” She sobbed again and for the first time opened herself to Goku through the bond.

He could see how badly hurt she was, how badly damaged her heart was. Everyone had let her down in some way or another, and her heart was breaking from all the abuse. He saw some of the sickening things Turles had done to her in the beginning – things which were horrible because Bulma didn’t want them.

“I’m sorry...” Goku blindly reached for Bulma through the haze of pain and sadness which surrounded her heart and tried to shine a little of his optimistic light there. “I would have come if I’d known. You know I’d never have let those things happen if I knew about them. Didn’t you know that was why I hated Turles so much? I couldn’t understand why you loved the man who had taken everything away from you.”

“He was there.” Bulma shut the bond again and Goku had the feeling of being pushed out of her mind. “Turles was there when you weren’t! It didn’t matter that he was the cause of it all, he was the one who was there for me when everything collapsed.”

“I’m here now, let me be the one who catches you this time.” Goku pulled Bulma’s limp body into his arms. “Let me be the one who loves you.”

Bulma rested her head on his chest and hiccuped. “Don’t leave me, Goku…whatever happens, don’t leave me.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Goku kissed her forehead then, unable to stop himself, and kissed her neck. He held her more firmly against him, nuzzling her neck as his hands swept up and down her body in soothing movements. Bulma moaned quietly and Goku gently bit her earlobe as he picked her up and carried her over to his bed.

“Is this what you want?” Goku’s voice was hoarse with need as he gently but quickly undressed Bulma, who was looking at him with those shielded eyes.

“Maybe.” She caught Goku’s face between her hands and pulled him down for a kiss. “Yes…”

Goku framed her face with his hands and looked down at her with bruised and haunted eyes. “I’ve wanted this for so long Bulma. God! If you knew how long…”

“I…” Bulma started to talk then moaned softly as Goku ran a hand down the side of her body and then cupped one of her breasts. The bond made every caress extra sensitive, extra seductive.

“Don’t talk. Don’t even think, Bulma, just feel.” He kissed her again, pouring his love for her through the bond as he did so. Bulma moaned louder, her body shuddering under his with the force of the new emotions she was feeling. He was so different to Turles. He was soft and gentle while his brother had been rough and forceful. His touch was light feathery as he touched and caressed her body so lovingly. It was as if the same old Goku who she had known from her childhood was back again. The Goku who would laugh and play instead of being so guarded.

“Oh…oh Goku!” Bulma wrapped arms around his chest and hugged him to her as he began to suckle on a breast. He didn’t purr like Turles would when he was contented in bed, but she knew that Goku was as happy to be with her.

She had only to look at his face.

He lifted his head and looked up at her with deep black eyes before kissing both her breasts and then her mouth. Goku raised himself up on his forearms and looked down at her with a love and passion that were intertwined and endless.

He lowered himself between her legs and for a fleeting moment Bulma felt a small twinge of fear, but then Goku smiled softly and kissed her again and everything felt right. His first thrust into her was deep and left Bulma gasping for air. All around her there was the smell of Goku, his scent hung so think in the air she could almost taste it.

Her body hummed with his power as he thrust into her again and again. His was breathing irregular, and his eyes were closed tightly from the pleasure he was deriving from Bulma’s soft, yielding body.

“Bulma!” Her name escaped his lips and Bulma felt a surge of pride that she could make him need her so badly.

The pleasure was building inside of Bulma’s body. Growing and expanding until she couldn’t take it anymore and with a series of purely sexual moans she came. Her nails raked down his back and back up again as her body arched against his, shuddering and jerking from the orgasm that was gripping her.

Goku’s fingers gripped her shoulders tightly and he groaned through clenched teeth as he experienced his own incredible orgasm. He continued to thrust into her until he was limp; prolonging the pleasurable feelings they were both experiencing. Then with a light kiss on Bulma’s fevered lips he rolled to one side and pulled her into his arms. Within moments Goku was asleep, but for Bulma sleep was more elusive and she lay in her husband’s brothers arms for hours.

“This is the very ecstasy of love;

Whose violent property fordoes itself,

And leads the will to desperate undertakings,

As oft as any passion under heaven

That does afflict our natures.”

Bulma murmured a quote from Hamlet as she finally started to drift off. Her thoughts still madly swirling through her head as she tried to make sense of all that had happened. Was this right? Was she right to love Goku even after he had killed Turles? Were these her feelings or were they the product of the bond?

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A/N – There you all go! Hope you liked it! It certainly is better then the un-edited version! Thanks again to Ane S. Thesia for weaving her beta magic!