Hello all. I'm Gohan's Gal and this is my third Dragon Ball Z fic. You may have read some of my other stories, such as Vegeta's Mate, Stranded and A Saiyan's Daughter and the start of The Chosen Princess that I deleted because it really sucked. This story is set in the three years before the androids come. Ah, yes. Those very famous three years that something blossoms between Vegeta and Bulma. Yes, this is a B/V fanfic. They're my fav. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. This was not my creation. It is 'FUNimation' who made this wicked as show, I think.
Poison.
Chapter One.
Vegeta's Pain and Secrets.
"Hi, Yamcha!" Bulma squealed as she ran into the arms of her long-time boyfriend. "Whatchya doing here?"
"Can't I come to see you?" he asked as he retuned the embrace.
"Not in front of me." Vegeta grunted, walking into the room to get to the kitchen where his lunch was waiting for him.
"It's my home. I shall do what I want when I want." Bulma snapped.
"You will not talk to me like that, Woman. Do I make myself clear?" he demanded. She simply nodded her head. Vegeta scared the life out of her and not even her boyfriend could help her or at least stand up to her offender, despite his own strength. Vegeta snorted at the cowering couple and made his way to the kitchen.
"Why do you let him in your house? Aren't you afraid that he'd get you in your sleep of something?" Yamcha asked when Vegeta's footsteps couldn't be heard anymore, knowing that he would be making too much noise when eating his meal to hear them.
"Dad's working on that now. I asked him to make something to act like a shield for all of our rooms. He agreed and said that he'll waste no time of his wake to make it."
"Translation, please." Yamcha said. Bulma giggled.
"It means that he'll work on it every second he's awake."
"You have to stop putting your words like that. I can't understand anything you say."
"Fine then. Make me sound dumb."
"I will."
"So, what did you want?"
"Um, I think you should come over to my place tonight for a surprise."
"A surprise?" Bulma asked. For a long time now, she had reason to believe that Yamcha was going to propose to her. "What sort? Good, bad, great, devastating? Life changing?"
"Um, possibly life changing. I have to go now. I need to train." Yamcha said. He kissed her cheek and walked out of the house. Once out of sight, Bulma started to jump up and down. She was so sure that he was going to. She happily walked into the kitchen only to realise that her worst nightmare was still sitting at the table, despite his empty plate in front of him.
"Why are you so happy?"
"I think Yamcha's going to propose to me." Bulma answered.
"And that is?" Vegeta asked.
"It's where the man asks the woman to marry him when he loves the woman very much and wants to spend the rest of his life with her."
"You mean life mates. Why does the man have to ask?"
"Its just tradition. Why?"
"If I'm to live here, I may as well find out about human traditions and this way I know now to warn you that he isn't going to 'propose' to you. When he came in, all I could smell was a woman who was not you. He has decided to take another as his mate which is like the eighth time this past year that I have lived with you."
"What? You're lying. Yamcha wouldn't do that to me."
"Oh, but he has. He smells of another so strongly that I'm surprised that even a weak human woman can't smell it."
"Why are you telling me this?" Bulma asked. She was at the brink of tears. She didn't know if she should believe the mass murderer or not. "Are you lying?"
"No. I don't lie and I don't joke. The weakling is cheating on you because he probably feels that you are not enough for him so he probably got some fake blond that I always hear you insulting when they are on the other side of that thing that you watch all day."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Well, you will go over to his house tonight and a blond will be sitting at the end of a table that you thought you were going to eat at and then you'll come back here in a horrid mood and I of course won't get anything out of it."
"What are you getting at?" Bulma asked. Never before had she remembered Vegeta giving her advice about being with Yamcha or anything, for that matter.
"The gravity machine's broken again."
"Oh, (A/N: Not as in 'oh' I mean 'aw'. She's complaining.) Vegeta. Why'd ya have to do it again?"
"I don't mean it. The blasted thing can't take anything."
"So? Stop training so hard."
"And die next year? No. Just fix it."
"No, Vegeta. I'm sick of doing everything around here with a damn deadline. Go out and train somewhere else."
"The gravity machine is the only thing that challenges me."
"Go somewhere else. I almost believed you when you said Yamcha was going to dump me. I can't believe you would do such a thing. Get out before I get mad."
"Woman, he is going to tell you that. This is the eighth different woman this year. Do you think I would lie about that? I know how much he means to you."
"You could be lying so you won't be the only lonely, desperate and loveless one around here."
"I can have any woman I want."
"I don't see you with anyone. Or is there really someone there but you're too much of a wimp to tell them?"
"I don't like anyone and I am certainly not a wimp." Vegeta snapped. He got up and stormed out of the house. Bulma smiled to herself: She had just beaten the Saiyan Prince at the verbal spar that he started.
*Meanwhile, Vegeta flew through the air until he got to a mountain range. (A/N: This is the third fic with him going to the mountains. I am also making it so Vegeta is taller than Bulma. His hair is not the reason for that. He's about Goku's height. I hate the fact that he's short. It sucks.) He always trained there while Bulma repaired the gravity machine. Once he got to a clearing, he realised that he wasn't the only one there.
It was like this person was waiting for him. His facial features reminded Vegeta of a frog. He wore a long black coat that reached the ground, as did his hair that closely resembled Raditz's. The rest of his clothing was black and the only flesh you could see besides his face was his left hand. He smiled an evil smile when he saw Vegeta coming his way.
"I've waited a long time, Prince Vegeta. I doubt your memory is good enough to remember me, but I lived in your palace. I was your father's advisor, Gaia." He said.
"Yes. I do remember you. You recommend that my father didn't listen to what some of the Saiyans were saying about Frieza. How did you survive?"
"I was on the ship with Frieza. We had been planning your filthy kind's demise for months before he actually took the time to kill you grimy monkeys. He did a bad job, though. I had originally planned it so all of the Saiyan race would die. Instead of killing them all, he was killed by one."
"You little runt." Vegeta snarled. He grabbed at his throat, getting it in his hand and started to squeeze the life out of him. "I'll teach you. You killed my father, everyone in my race and let me to live under the rule Frieza." He punched him away with his other hand and watched as the toad was sent into the closest mountaintop. Before he knew it, the frog had flown back and had started an attack on Vegeta. First with a clear shot to his face and then trip him over by kicking him in the knees. Vegeta toppled back and stared at his attacker.
"Don't look so surprised, prince. Frieza trained me, himself. But, I know a trick that Frieza will never be able to do." He said. He bent down to the fallen Vegeta and put his bare hand to his chest. Gaia started to glow a dark shade of red and then his hand turned transparent and went through Vegeta's chest as Vegeta shrieked in pain. Then the hand turned opaque again when it was still in his chest and then glowed green as Vegeta felt something rush through his chest and the rest of his body. Gaia pulled his hand back out and watched as Vegeta squirmed on the ground, trying to escape the pain that he felt. And then he started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Vegeta demanded once he could get words in his mouth.
"You've lasted longer then any other idiot I've poisoned. Either you die of pain or you die a slow and painful death. Looks to me like you're going for option two. I myself would prefer one. It hurts a lot less. You see, now moving for you will feel like being killed over and over again. I don't know if I should feel sorry for you or not. And there is no known cure for it, either. You will die slowly and you won't be able to do anything about it. It seems that you won't become a Super Saiyan that you've been planning to do." He said as he placed his left hand on Vegeta's head, making it go clear again and going through it. The Saiyan Prince screeched in pain as Gaia used his powers to read Vegeta's mind. After some time, Vegeta gave in and fell unconscious. Gaia chuckled and pulled his hand back away from his head. "It's too bad. That pretty woman won't want to be with you now." He said quietly. "Poor Vegeta. He's never going to become a Super Saiyan or take that woman as his mate."
*Back at Capsule Corp, (before Vegeta's attack.) Bulma was making wedding arrangements with Chi-Chi and Goku.
"Are you sure Yamcha's going to ask you? I mean Vegeta's right. There is always a different woman's scent on him whenever he sees you." Goku said.
"And you never told me?" Bulma screeched.
"Vegeta told me not to. He said that you should find out on your own and that your love life is yours and we are not to pry inside it."
"You listened to him?"
"He is the prince of my race."
"So? You should have told me."
"Well, I do as I'm told. Is Vegeta training by any chance?"
"Yes." Bulma said.
"Why?" Chi-Chi asked.
"He's going all out. I'm surprised he isn't a Super Saiyan yet at that level. Is he training with anyone?"
"I don't think so, why?" Bulma said.
"His ki just dropped. He's as weak as Yamcha now. Something's wrong. He never lowers his ki that far down. The last time it was that low, he was unconscious." Goku informed them.
"Go find him, Goku." Bulma said.
"Why?" Chi-Chi asked.
"Because. He could be hurt or in danger or something. Please, Goku."
"Okay. I'll go find him." Goku said. He put his fingers to his forehead and then disappeared. He re-appeared to see a frog like man standing over Vegeta with his hand through his head. He then pulled it out and chucked.
"It's too bad. That pretty woman won't want to be with you now." He said. "Poor Vegeta. He's never going to become a Super Saiyan or take that woman as his mate."
"What woman?" Goku asked.
"You must be Kakarot. You were loathed in Vegeta's thoughts. He really hates you. It's because you're the Saiyan he always wanted to be. Strong, so close to a certain blue-haired beauty- as he thought- and a father. The three things he wants to be at the moment. The name's Gaia. I just poisoned Vegeta here. He won't be waking up anytime soon. I'd kill him, but he'll suffer immense pain now everytime he tries to move or just by lying down. I don't know what'll cause it though, be it the poison or the fact that he won't be able to fulfil any of his dreams. There is no treatment for it, so don't waste your time working for one. The woman that he wants to take as his mate seemed smart. She might be able to find something. Call me if you want to know any more of the forceful prince's deepest dark secrets. Bye." He chuckled as he flew off. Goku would have followed him if it weren't for the rise in Vegeta's ki. He knelt down to look at him properly. He still was unconscious but he was gaining control over it.
"So you're already in love with her. That's why you told her about Yamcha this morning." Goku muttered as he picked him up and slung him over his shoulder and flew back to Capsule Corp. where a devastated Bulma waited.
"Oh my god. What the hell happened to him, Goku?" Bulma asked Goku when he finally arrived.
"He's been poisoned by an incurable poison. The guy who said he did it said that there was no treatment for it and that he would feel pain just by lying down. He also read his mind. But I don't exactly think he'd like it if I told you what I was told. But he did say that you seemed smart, Bulma, and could probably come up with a toxin." Goku said.
"Okay, get him upstairs to the medical wing." Goku did as he was told and rushed the unconscious prince to a white room that had two white beds and many needles, toxins and other medical equipment. Goku put Vegeta down on the closest bed. Chi-Chi put a thin blanket over him while Bulma hooked him up for testing to find out what he had been poisoned with.
"What else did that guy say, Goku?" Chi-Chi asked.
"He said that he won't be waking up anytime soon and that his name was Gaia and that I should call him if I wanted to know anymore secrets that lie hidden in Vegeta. I feel so sorry for him. His thoughts were things that most men would want."
"What? Ten women, to be the strongest alive and very rich?" Chi-Chi joked.
"No. He had really sincere thoughts. Gaia told me so."
"Then what were they?" Bulma asked as she took a sample of his blood but only watched as the combination of his blood and the poison bubbled and exploded in the syringe.
"Ow, that oughta hurt." Chi-Chi said. "So, what were his thoughts?"
"Um, to be a Super Saiyan, a father and I can't tell you the other one for his sake."
"Vegeta wants to become a daddy?" Bulma asked as she glanced down at Vegeta.
"Yeah, but he's never going to get it now." Came a voice from behind them. They all turned to see a tall man in a black coat with a frog-like face and long black hair.
"What are you doing here?" Goku demanded.
"You called me and I wanted to check up on my little victim." He said. "Ladies, my name is Gaia. I did this to Prince Vegeta. I'd do the same to you, Kakarot, but from what I read in Vegeta's mind, you'd kill me before I could try. I'll never finish Frieza's wish. Oh well."
"How could you do this?" Bulma asked.
"Um, quite easily. I just stuck my hands into Vegeta's chest, poisoned him and then watched him writhe in pain. Then I read his thoughts. Some very good ones, though. A Super Saiyan, father and someone's mate. He'll never be able to do it now, though. Just lifting his arm will hurt enough, let alone take one as his mate."
"He wouldn't ask her in the first place." Goku said. "If she rejected him, which she probably will, then the rejection would hurt his pride and that's the most important thing to him."
"Oh, no. This woman is worth so much more."
"Which woman?" Chi-Chi asked.
"Who's Vegeta in love with?" Bulma asked, both of them eager to do some good gossipping. "Do we know her?"
"No." Goku said.
"You're not going to tell them, are you?" Gaia asked.
"No. It'll be a blow to his pride and he'd try to kill himself."
"What's the big problem?"
"Vegeta can be a nice guy when he wants to be. Why'd you have to do this? He wanted the best things in life and now he can't do any of them." Goku asked. He was worried about Vegeta, but he was even more worried about the existence of Trunks. 'Did this happen in the future?' he thought.
"I am fulfilling Frieza's wishes. He wanted all of the filthy slime that is Saiyans dead. That's why I went against King Vegeta, even though I was his advisor."
"You planned to kill my father?" Goku asked, now angry. Sure he was mad for what the toad had done to Vegeta, but now he knows that he also helped kill his own father that he didn't even know. "If you were smart, you'd leave this house before I personally make you." He growled in a way that made even Chi-Chi afraid.
"Okay, settle down. I'll leave. I'll just wish you guys all the luck. Vegeta's close to consciousness. He's awake. He's just decided to listen to me some more."
"How do you know that?" Bulma asked.
"Once I've poisoned someone and then read their mind, I can read them at anytime, no matter the distance and can feel his emotions and his grip on reality. Good morning Prince and no, I wouldn't try to move if I were you. You'd hurt too much. Just say my name to call me and I'll come. Bye." Gaia said as he jumped out of the window he arrived in. Everyone's attention wavered between Gaia and Vegeta, not sure if Gaia was telling the truth about Vegeta being awake. Then their thoughts were confirmed when they heard Vegeta groan as he tried to sit up.
"Vegeta, you're awake." Bulma screeched as she hugged him. She got off him and then pushed him back down on the bed by his shoulders. "No. You are not going to move a single inch until I find out a way to heal you."
"Woman,"
"No. Don't you dare 'woman' me. This is all my fault so I'm going to fix it by creating an antidote after mine and Yamcha's wedding."
"I told you, he has been with eight others during this year. Why the hell do I feel like I'm dying all over again?" Vegeta asked.
"It's the poison setting in. Chi, can you go get my dad? He'll have to help out on this one." Bulma said. She got another needle and tried to take more of Vegeta's blood. Once again, the mixture of the Saiyan's blood and poison blew up the needle.
"That's what's happening in my body?" Vegeta asked. Bulma nodded her head in agreement. He turned his head on the pillow so he was staring up at the ceiling. "No wonder I feel like hell." He groaned.
"This is all my fault." Bulma said sadly.
"You're damn right it is."
"I should have fixed up the gravity machine. I shouldn't have told you to go away. I'm sorry."
"You should be."
"She's trying to apologise, you dolt." Goku groaned. "Now stop talking and listen to her."
"I feel so bad, please forgive me, Vegeta. I'm so sorry. I'll do everything I can to find an antidote. I do want you to experience all those things that you wish to see and do." Bulma said, now in tears. "I'm sorry. No one should have to miss out on doing and being those things."
"What things? All I want to be is a Super Saiyan and be the strongest in the universe. Everyone should miss out on that but me." Vegeta said.
"The frog that did this to you said that you wanted to be a father and take a specific unknown to us person as your mate. He told Goku who that someone is." Bulma said. Vegeta paled and looked over to Goku who was grinning a wide grin. "Who is she?"
"I do not know myself. I don't feel for any woman."
"Sure, that was in your mind. He said that your pride isn't worth as much to you as this woman. He also said that you'd take her as your mate, meaning that you must love her." Goku said. He was standing behind Bulma and nodded his head at her so Vegeta could see whom he was talking about.
"No, no. I don't. And I wouldn't take that woman as my mate. No way." Vegeta said.
"What are you going on about? How do you know who Goku is talking about?" Bulma asked.
"Do you know?"
"No. Nobody has told me."
"I got him, Bulma." Chi-Chi said as she ran into the room with Dr. Briefs.
"What's the big emergency?" he asked, as Chi-Chi had not yet informed him on Vegeta's current state.
"Vegeta's been poisoned and I have no idea what with. The guy who did it said there was no cure for it. I feel so bad. It's all my fault." Bulma said as she started to cry again.
"Don't start that again." Vegeta groaned. "I'm already in enough pain."
"Sorry." Bulma apologised.
"How do you feel, Vegeta?" Dr. Briefs asked.
"Moving hurts. I can't blink without hurting myself and I feel like I'm going to die any second now." Vegeta said.
"Well, that's something new. I've never heard of a poison that bad."
"Now you have. Why the hell did he have to tell Kakarot my thoughts? Now he knows who I want as my mate."
"So you do like her!" Goku yelled at his discovery before Vegeta could've corrected his mistake.
"Well, ah. Big deal if I do. It's my life." Vegeta grunted.
"Depends on who she is." Chi-Chi snapped, clearly annoyed at the men who won't tell her anything.
"I'll tell you when we get home." Goku whispered to Chi-Chi.
"No you will not." Vegeta snapped. His heightened hearing heard it.
"Sorry, Vegeta. You're paralysed and can't stop me."
"She'll tell her."
"That means that I know her." Chi-Chi exclaimed and then looked over to Bulma, who was sitting by Vegeta in front of the married couple. She gaped. "It can't be, can it?" she asked, nodding her head at the woman in front of her that was too busy concentrating on the worried expression printed on Vegeta's face. It was the first time she had ever seen him worried and she was wondering why he was so vexed. Goku nodded his head at Chi-Chi's question.
"Great. There goes my pride and honour." Vegeta complained. Meanwhile, Dr. Briefs just stood there completely confused.
"Well, that was interesting. How about I take some of your blood, my boy, so I can analyse it." He said. Vegeta extended out his arm, causing much pain and watched as the doctor took his blood. The needle started to shake and then broke. "That isn't too promising." Dr. Briefs said. (A/N: Name would be good. Dr. Briefs is really boring.)
"The same thing happened to me." Bulma said. "But the problem isn't an antidote at the moment. How is he going to eat and bath and all that sort of stuff because I am definitely not on bed pan duty."
"And I am definitely not peeing in a pan or have you poking around there everyday." Vegeta snapped. Goku laughed. "You wouldn't either."
"I know. So how is that going to work?" Goku asked.
"And I am not bathing him" Bulma said.
"You're damn right, you're not." Vegeta said in agreement. Goku made his way to Vegeta and whispered something in his ear. "Kakarot! You're lucky frog-face did this to me. I'd kill you if I wasn't in so much pain!" Vegeta snarled as he tried to grab at the laughing Goku.
"Vegeta! You settle down right this instate before you die from pain!" Bulma yelled. Vegeta winced as she helped him get into bed properly again. "See, if you hadn't have gone on a rampage, then you wouldn't have caused yourself any pain."
"Goku, what did you tell him?" Chi-Chi asked her husband when he returned to her side.
"I just said that he would've liked the idea." Goku laughed so Bulma couldn't hear.
"I thought you were supposed to be the innocent one."
"I still am, but I have to have fun sometimes."
"Screw you, Kakarot." Vegeta snarled.
"Goku, you shouldn't have said anything to get Vegeta angry. You know that he can't move and he'd be tempted to kill you if you said anything to offend him." Bulma said.
"It wasn't offensive to him." Chi-Chi said.
"Then why would he get angry?"
"He's always angry."
"I am not." Vegeta snapped.
"Yes you are." Goku said.
"Shut up, Kakarot."
"But it's the truth."
"I am lying in a bed with about fifteen needles on the table next to it. If you do not wish for them to be in your butt, then shut up." Vegeta said. Goku paled as his fear of needles (A/N: It's true! It's true! He is afraid of them. Vegeta found out when they were on Namek and he was trying to get Goku into the regen tank.) Overran his want to tease.
"Vegeta, it'd hurt you to reach them to throw them." Bulma pointed out.
"I hate Gaia. First he locks me in my room for days on end when my father would go away and he was in charge, then he helps plan his death and now he does this." Vegeta groaned.
"It was so much fun locking you in your room, Prince Vegeta." Came a voice by the window.
That's chapter 1. Okay, it's the longest chapter I've ever written. I've had this idea stored up in my little head for at least forever. Please review. The weirdest thing in the world happened. This author, Faith In A Bad Guy, reviewed my story, Vegeta's Mate and the other day my sister and I were looking for great stories and we found a story by Faith In A Bad Guy and it ruled. I can't believe that such a great author would review my story. ^_^ * Clap clap for me! *
