Journey for Love Part 2 of 3

Disclaimer: Dragonball Z belongs to Toei Animation and Akira Toriyama and Funimation.

Author Notes: Well, I finally got the second part out after I promised to do it 2 months ago. I will understand if you feel the need to rat me out. Just say something nice about the second part of the story. Well that's about it for my babble this time. Enjoy!

A few hours later after the strange incident, the sun started to go down. By the time darkness fully descended Vegeta was looking for a spot to spend the night. He finally spotted a clearing next to a freshwater stream. He landed and placed Bulma back on her feet, Bulma stretched her stiff leg muscles and looked around. A sudden cold breeze blew past her shoulders and face, making her shiver slightly.

Bulma then began looking for firewood, spotting a few likely looking pieces she started to gather them. When her arms were full, she walked to the center of the clearing and began arranging the wood pieces. Vegeta watched her do this, a curious and interested expression on his face. Bulma placed a few twigs and try and dry leaves on the pile. Looking around she located two rocks, picking them up she held them over the pile of wood. She began to strike them against each other. After a few sparks started to come out, finally the wood caught fire. Quickly Bulma piled on twigs and leaves on the growing flames. She sat back after the fire started to grow to a good size. She looked over at her companion, Vegeta had a slightly dumbfounded look on his face. Vegeta? Is anything wrong? Bulma finally asked. H-How d-did you know how to start a fire that way? he stuttered slightly. She shrugged. I took a few wilderness survival courses when I was younger. She gave him a mocking look. Despite what you may think, I do know a lot about other things besides technology. She smirked. Vegeta couldn't take the mockery. I know a lot more than you do woman! he growled, his eyes narrowing dangerously. Bulma, realizing she had pushed the Saiyan prince to far, hastily apologized. Okay, Okay! Sorry, I didn't realize you were that sensitive! What a grouch! she thought to herself.

Her stomach rumbled, drawing her mind to another problem. She reached into her bag, which had been resting nearby, and took out a wrapped package. Opening it, she found a meal of dry venison and dry fruit. I guess this is dinner she thought. What are you doing? Vegeta demanded. She replied. he said. He stalked off. A few minutes later a ki blast flashed off behind Bulma, causing her to scream. A terrified bleat came from the surrounding trees. Th shaking woman looked around to see Vegeta with a deer slung over his shoulders. I don't see what your problem is woman! It was just a small blast! he complained. Is... Is that... for dinner? Bulma asked, finding her voice. the Saiyan snapped. Bulma jumped back away from him, showing a little fear in her eyes. Vegeta noticed this and for some reason this bothered him, to see her scared of him. He pushed the feeling to the back of his mind, as he dug out his knife and began carving the deer up.

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Damn him! Trisana angrily slammed her hand down on the side of the pool. Why doesn't he just admit to her how he feels? Lady, please calm down and try to be patient. Satura pleaded. You know Vegeta has trouble expressing emotion because of his upbringing. This seemed to calm Trisana down considerably. Yes. You're right. Its just so frustrating to sit here and watch him not say anything, when its pretty obvious he cares about her! Satura only knodded understandingly. The pair's gaze fell back to the scrying pool.

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Bulma sat gazing into the fire her stomach slowly digesting the cooked deer meat and dry fruit. she glanced up to see Vegeta staring at her. What's wrong? She asked. Vegeta didn't say anything, he just sat there meeting his gaze. His face had known of the usual negative emotions, just open curiosity and interest. Finally, he asked Why do you humans go by your feelings and emotions so much? Taken by surprise, the human woman just blinked. I don't know its just been that way for humans as long as I can remember. Humans do base their emotions on what another's response is. That's all I can say. Bulma finished. The Saiyan considered her words for a moment, then gave a small sound of dismissal. Bulma shook her head, yawning. Digging out her blanket, she lay on the ground wrapping herself in it. Good-night Vegeta. she said, closing her eyes. She was asleep in an instant. Vegeta didn't give her a response. Pulling out his own blanket, he settled a few feet from her. He was asleep in a few seconds. An owl hooting woke Vegeta up a few hours later. Glancing at Bulma he found he shivering in her sleep. He looked at the fire. It was still blazing. If with all that she's still cold... he thought to himself. Cursing under his breath, Vegeta got up taking his blanket with him and walked over to the quivering woman. Laying down beside her, he slipped his arms around his waist and slowly her shivering stopped. Opening her eyes Bulma found Vegeta holding her and staring at her. Meeting her eyes with his, Vegeta bent down over her as if guided by some unseen force and ever so gently, he kissed her. Bulma was to surprised to do anything but let it happen.

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Trisana cheered. About time! Satura agreed. The duo continued to watch...

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Vegeta broke off the kiss and stared at Bulma. she asked softly. Realizing what he had just done, he coldly let go of her and rolled over and went back to sleep. Bulma, with tears in her eyes, went back into an uneasy sleep. The next morning the pair refused to talk, let alone even look at each other. Breakfast was a silent affair. After they had packed Vegeta lifted Bulma up in his arms and took off the ground again. From morning to noon, noon to night they didn't speak. It was getting unbearable.

Finally in a desperate attempt Bulma looked around at the landscape. Hey! What's that? Looks like a castle. I wonder if.... She trailed off as she noticed Vegeta was heading towards the structure. Landing out of sight, he set Bulma down. Then he cautiously began to approach the castle. Bulma stayed behind him. Halt! who goes there? a guard called after spotting them. We're two travelers seeking food and shelter, please. Bulma called. The cranking sound of the portcullis opening drew the pair's attention. a small group of armed soldiers came through and stopped a few feet from them. My lord always extend his hospitality to travelers, so if you'll please follow us we'll take you to the Dining Hall to meet him. The lead one said. He gestured and the guards surrounded them both and hurried them inside the vast stone building. They walked across the courtyard and entered the main building. The guards were about to lead them down the corridor to the Dining Hall, when a well-bred screech of dismay stopped them. The captain of the guards to the woman who had caused the screech, who was dressed in a green satin gown. My Lady Zyrrysil, what ever is the matter? Her! Her clothing! The lady said, pointing at Bulma. My clothes? she asked, puzzled. She looked at her shorts and T-shirt and then at the woman's deep sleeved floor-length dress. Oh, I guess my clothing is a little strange from yours. Lady Zyrrysil then proceeded to grab Bulma's hand and drag her down the hall saying, Well, then we'll have to get you properly dressed before the feast. Vegeta tried to after them but was stopped by one of the guards. Don't worry, she'll be fine.

They ushered the Saiyan prince through a set of double doors into the Dining Hall. The hall had high arches and tapestries of hunts and battles lined the walls. The lord and his high officials lined the table on the dais. Looking up the lord spotted them. Devrich! Who do we have here? My Lord Zyrrysil this traveler and his friend are joining us for the night. Devrich replied. Good, Good! Come and sit down friend. The man gestured to the seat on his left. Vegeta walked up the dais steps and took the offered seat. A few minutes later servants began serving drinks and food. It was at this time Bulma and Lady Zyrrysil made their entrance coming into the room from a door near one end of the dais. Bulma was pulling on the sleeve of her long purple silk gown. Her hair was pulled into an elegant knot. A small amethyst pendent was at her throat. Vegeta looked up at her and nearly choked on the roast boar he was eating. I knew she was pretty, but I didn't think she was this good looking! he though to himself. Bulma sat in the empty seat next him. Hello Vegeta. She said softly. Um, you're, uh, you look, uh, very pretty. He stammered uncharacteristically. Thank you, Vegeta Bulma smiled at him. It was the look that completely dumbstruck the saiyan and all he could do was nod. Bulimia gave him a strange look, but said nothing and concentrated on eating.

As the feast progressed people where becoming very full and very drunk. The men started to eye the woman around them. Bulma decided that maybe she should go to bed Telling Vegeta good night, she got up and left the hall. Vegeta watched her leave. A scream a few seconds alter made him jump up and speed out of the hall. Looking around for Bulma he spotted her being dragged into a room by a very drunk guard. How dare he do that to his Bulma! Wait a minute, his Bulma?! Since when was she his? From the moment they shared that first pointless argument, up till now. Vegeta stood there in stunned silence for a moment, but a scream from Bulma brought him back to reality. Racing over to where she and the drunk where. He powered up a small blast and let it loose on the guard. He didn't even have time to dodge. The blast hit him in the chest. He fell to the ground, dead.

Grabbing Bulma up in his arms, he blasted through an open window and didn't slow down until he was at least ten miles form the castle. Bulma simply hung on for dear life, scared and confused. Finally, he stopped and landed in a small grove of trees. He set Bulma down but still held her. Vegeta w- She was cut short as Vegeta leaned over and kissed her. Bulma found herself responding to the affection in the kiss. Vegeta broke it off and stared at her. Before she could speak, he covered her mouth with a hand and said, I've been thinking about what you told me last night about humans responding with their emotions. Saiyans don't normally do that. But for some reason my emotions for you are strong. I guess you could say I love you. Bulma nearly fainted with shock.

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Many miles away, someone did faint. Satura leaned over her friend trying to revive her. Trisana? Lady Trisana? she said. tapping her cheek. Oh dear, I guess the shock of him finally telling her was too much.

End Notes: Well, well, I finally did it. And as an added bonus unlike last time, I have part three written. I only have to type it up. So maybe you will see it between now and the end of the month. It all depends wether I can stop being lazy enough to do it.