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What Once Was Lost
Chapter 2 - A Tender Touch
Bulma screwed metal grid #226 back in place. The diagnostics test had shown some glitches in the main navigational circuit. Progress was slow going and Bulma had been alone in the spaceship for almost two hours. Bulma had to check the entire main navigational circuit board for loose connections. It wasn't helping Bulma's progress that she kept becoming distracted by thoughts of Vegeta. Bulma turned up the volume on her Walkman in attempts of getting the Saiyan out of her head. She then let out an exasperated sigh and viciously unscrewed the next grids, she still had hundreds of connections to check.
Vegeta stepped inside the spaceship and closed the door silently behind him. He could sense Bulma's ki on the far side of the ship, in the utilities room down the corridor from the control room where he now stood. 'This is too easy.' Vegeta thought as he silently approached the control panel. Vegeta stared blankly at the control keypad in front of him. Once the spaceship launch commenced there would be no way for Vegeta to go back. This was the defining moment; Vegeta knew it was the beginning of the chain of events that would lead to their uncertain future. Plugging in the desired coordinates Vegeta set the navigational system on AUTOPILOT. After double-checking the set coordinates Vegeta took a deep breath and pressed the LAUNCH button.
Bulma felt the ship lurch beneath her and quickly took off her headphones. She hadn't heard anyone in the control room, but then again her music was playing pretty loudly. The ship couldn't be taking off, it just couldn't. Vegeta knew she was still inside the ship, didn't he? Bulma didn't understand what was going on, she quickly screwed grid #227 back in place and showed her tools back in her tool belt. As Bulma rushed through the spaceship corridor she could feel the beginning rumblings of the takeoff. Bulma grabbed onto a large support beam trying to steady herself. It was obvious now that the ship was taking off, all Bulma could hope was that she could find a safe spot for herself to lessen the harmful impact of the take off. Bulma let her body slide to the floor while still holding tightly to the support beam. The ship was moving much more violently now and Bulma could barely keep her grasp on the support beam. Bulma screamed as she was violently jerked about, but her scream was silenced when her head collided with the support beam knocking her out.
Vegeta's tail flailed wildly as he rushed in the direction of the scream. Vegeta had not taken into account the fact that the rough takeoff would be so dangerous for the little earthling. Vegeta reached Bulma only seconds after she had been knocked unconscious. HE found her sprawled on the corridor floor with tendrils of her long teal hair flowing around her. Vegeta growled to himself as he noticed the small bleeding gash above Bulma's eyebrow. Vegeta gathered the earthling in his arms and headed down the corridor.
The ship stopped rumbling as Vegeta entered the bedroom. He laid Bulma down on the large bed and took her tool belt and shoes off realizing that the little creature would probably be unconscious for a long time. Vegeta's eyes once again fell on the gash above Bulma's eyebrow. Against Vegeta's better judgment he leaned over her and licked her wound. The gash quickly stopped bleeding due to Vegeta's instinctive gesture. He cautiously covered the female and left the bedroom, trying to ignore the pleasure he had felt in holding the woman tightly to him. Vegeta walked gruffly towards the spaceship gravity room knowing that he would put his body and mind through hell for the next few hours.
***
Bulma awoke confused, disoriented, and had a splitting headache. She looked around the room trying to recognize where she was. Unfortunately it was too dark and she was too groggy to remember she was in the spaceship. Bulma whimpered as she fearfully examined the area above her eyebrow with her fingers. Bulma moaned as even her delicate touch shot pain through her head. Bulma sniffled and curled herself into he fetal position. As Bulma slowly became more aware of her surroundings she noticed the soft sound of a running shower in a room close by. Her memory still escaping her, Bulma was fearful of whoever was in the shower. She started to shake with fear when she heard the shower suddenly turn off. Bulma tried not to panic and desperately tried to recall what had happened before she blacked out. But the pain in her head and the overwhelming fear was outweighing her attempt at logical thinking.
Vegeta stepped out of the shower and dried himself by flaring his ki. He had only been in the gravity room a few hours but he had forced himself to train at a level that would have killed any normal Saiyan Elite. Since Vegeta had reached Super Saiyan he had realized how much he needed to improve before the androids came. Vegeta was determined to defeat the androids himself and get back the pride that Kakorott had stolen from him. Vegeta would have worked out until he collapsed if his mind hadn't kept wandering back to the blue haired earthling. Vegeta wasn't accustomed to worrying about others, the feeling irked him so he decided to give his body a rest and check on her. When Vegeta had found Bulma still unconscious he decided to take a shower to pass the time, plus he did kinda have BO from his workout. Vegeta pulled on his royal-blue boxers and frowned when he heard the whimpering female in the room next door. It was good that she was awake but this also meant that Vegeta would have to explain himself. Vegeta's frown deepened when the woman's whimpers became panicked gasps and sobs. 'What's wrong with the woman now?!'
Bulma shut her eyes tightly and tried to control her shaking as she heard the bathroom door open. Bulma knew that in her state she would never go unnoticed; she also knew that freaking out wasn't going to help the situation. She tried to take a few normal breaths before she addressed the silent person who had entered the room. "Who's there? What's going on? Why am I here?" Bulma squeaked before she let out another sob.
The unbridled fear that Vegeta heard in Bulma's voice unnerved him. He was extremely disturbed watching the normally proud woman curled up in a mass of shaking sobs. Vegeta's tail twitched nervously behind him as he observed the terrified woman. The gash on Bulma's head wasn't deep, but she had obviously sustained a hard enough blow to disturb her memory and make her as disoriented as she was now.
"Woman there is no need to fear, it's only me. You're safe here in the space ship." Vegeta said quietly as he cautiously approached Bulma. He didn't want to upset her anymore in her already frightened state.
"Ve-Vegeta?" Bulma stuttered trying to get her eyes to focus on the moving figure coming her way. A tear slid down Bulma's face in relief. Bulma tried to sit up but couldn't because of her shakiness and dizziness. Bulma put a hand on her sensitive head and moaned due to the throbbing pain. "Vegeta. wh-what's going on?" Bulma said still slightly panicked.
"Calm down." Vegeta said softly as he came to the edge of the bed. "I already told you, there is nothing to worry about. You got knocked unconscious during takeoff, which you obviously don't remember. There's nobody else on the ship besides me, so you don't have to worry about anyone hurting you."
Bulma once again tried to sit up shakily. But this time before she had fallen back into her pillow, Vegeta had sat on the edge of the bed and had steadied her in his arms. Bulma stared groggily at him trying to bring Vegeta into focus. Vegeta hated seeing the tear stained face, the heavy perspiration, and the shakiness that the panic had brought to the pretty little woman. Vegeta watched as Bulma slowly recognized him. Bulma let out another sigh of relief and whispered "Thank Kami" Just loud enough for his Saiyan ears to pick up. Bulma cautiously rested her head against Vegeta's bare chest. When Vegeta didn't object Bulma allowed herself to collapse into Vegeta's warm and comforting body.
Vegeta's eyes widened as Bulma took comfort in their closeness. His rigid features softened slightly as the little creature's shakiness slowly became less violent. Vegeta let his arms encircle Bulma gently, trying to help calm the flustered creature. Vegeta's hands instinctively began to lightly rub her back until she had stopped shaking completely. Vegeta could tell by Bulma's soft rhythmic breathing that she had fallen asleep. He looked at the woman in his arms trying to understand how after all his hard cold years of solitude this silly female had managed to crack his shell. Vegeta knew that this time he would allow nothing to come between him and the one he cared for, he would not be alone again.
***To Be Continued***
Disclaimer: If you think I own DBZ or any other copyrighted material that I have slipped into this fanfic. I suggest you refill your meds, or seek professional assistance.
What Once Was Lost
Chapter 2 - A Tender Touch
Bulma screwed metal grid #226 back in place. The diagnostics test had shown some glitches in the main navigational circuit. Progress was slow going and Bulma had been alone in the spaceship for almost two hours. Bulma had to check the entire main navigational circuit board for loose connections. It wasn't helping Bulma's progress that she kept becoming distracted by thoughts of Vegeta. Bulma turned up the volume on her Walkman in attempts of getting the Saiyan out of her head. She then let out an exasperated sigh and viciously unscrewed the next grids, she still had hundreds of connections to check.
Vegeta stepped inside the spaceship and closed the door silently behind him. He could sense Bulma's ki on the far side of the ship, in the utilities room down the corridor from the control room where he now stood. 'This is too easy.' Vegeta thought as he silently approached the control panel. Vegeta stared blankly at the control keypad in front of him. Once the spaceship launch commenced there would be no way for Vegeta to go back. This was the defining moment; Vegeta knew it was the beginning of the chain of events that would lead to their uncertain future. Plugging in the desired coordinates Vegeta set the navigational system on AUTOPILOT. After double-checking the set coordinates Vegeta took a deep breath and pressed the LAUNCH button.
Bulma felt the ship lurch beneath her and quickly took off her headphones. She hadn't heard anyone in the control room, but then again her music was playing pretty loudly. The ship couldn't be taking off, it just couldn't. Vegeta knew she was still inside the ship, didn't he? Bulma didn't understand what was going on, she quickly screwed grid #227 back in place and showed her tools back in her tool belt. As Bulma rushed through the spaceship corridor she could feel the beginning rumblings of the takeoff. Bulma grabbed onto a large support beam trying to steady herself. It was obvious now that the ship was taking off, all Bulma could hope was that she could find a safe spot for herself to lessen the harmful impact of the take off. Bulma let her body slide to the floor while still holding tightly to the support beam. The ship was moving much more violently now and Bulma could barely keep her grasp on the support beam. Bulma screamed as she was violently jerked about, but her scream was silenced when her head collided with the support beam knocking her out.
Vegeta's tail flailed wildly as he rushed in the direction of the scream. Vegeta had not taken into account the fact that the rough takeoff would be so dangerous for the little earthling. Vegeta reached Bulma only seconds after she had been knocked unconscious. HE found her sprawled on the corridor floor with tendrils of her long teal hair flowing around her. Vegeta growled to himself as he noticed the small bleeding gash above Bulma's eyebrow. Vegeta gathered the earthling in his arms and headed down the corridor.
The ship stopped rumbling as Vegeta entered the bedroom. He laid Bulma down on the large bed and took her tool belt and shoes off realizing that the little creature would probably be unconscious for a long time. Vegeta's eyes once again fell on the gash above Bulma's eyebrow. Against Vegeta's better judgment he leaned over her and licked her wound. The gash quickly stopped bleeding due to Vegeta's instinctive gesture. He cautiously covered the female and left the bedroom, trying to ignore the pleasure he had felt in holding the woman tightly to him. Vegeta walked gruffly towards the spaceship gravity room knowing that he would put his body and mind through hell for the next few hours.
***
Bulma awoke confused, disoriented, and had a splitting headache. She looked around the room trying to recognize where she was. Unfortunately it was too dark and she was too groggy to remember she was in the spaceship. Bulma whimpered as she fearfully examined the area above her eyebrow with her fingers. Bulma moaned as even her delicate touch shot pain through her head. Bulma sniffled and curled herself into he fetal position. As Bulma slowly became more aware of her surroundings she noticed the soft sound of a running shower in a room close by. Her memory still escaping her, Bulma was fearful of whoever was in the shower. She started to shake with fear when she heard the shower suddenly turn off. Bulma tried not to panic and desperately tried to recall what had happened before she blacked out. But the pain in her head and the overwhelming fear was outweighing her attempt at logical thinking.
Vegeta stepped out of the shower and dried himself by flaring his ki. He had only been in the gravity room a few hours but he had forced himself to train at a level that would have killed any normal Saiyan Elite. Since Vegeta had reached Super Saiyan he had realized how much he needed to improve before the androids came. Vegeta was determined to defeat the androids himself and get back the pride that Kakorott had stolen from him. Vegeta would have worked out until he collapsed if his mind hadn't kept wandering back to the blue haired earthling. Vegeta wasn't accustomed to worrying about others, the feeling irked him so he decided to give his body a rest and check on her. When Vegeta had found Bulma still unconscious he decided to take a shower to pass the time, plus he did kinda have BO from his workout. Vegeta pulled on his royal-blue boxers and frowned when he heard the whimpering female in the room next door. It was good that she was awake but this also meant that Vegeta would have to explain himself. Vegeta's frown deepened when the woman's whimpers became panicked gasps and sobs. 'What's wrong with the woman now?!'
Bulma shut her eyes tightly and tried to control her shaking as she heard the bathroom door open. Bulma knew that in her state she would never go unnoticed; she also knew that freaking out wasn't going to help the situation. She tried to take a few normal breaths before she addressed the silent person who had entered the room. "Who's there? What's going on? Why am I here?" Bulma squeaked before she let out another sob.
The unbridled fear that Vegeta heard in Bulma's voice unnerved him. He was extremely disturbed watching the normally proud woman curled up in a mass of shaking sobs. Vegeta's tail twitched nervously behind him as he observed the terrified woman. The gash on Bulma's head wasn't deep, but she had obviously sustained a hard enough blow to disturb her memory and make her as disoriented as she was now.
"Woman there is no need to fear, it's only me. You're safe here in the space ship." Vegeta said quietly as he cautiously approached Bulma. He didn't want to upset her anymore in her already frightened state.
"Ve-Vegeta?" Bulma stuttered trying to get her eyes to focus on the moving figure coming her way. A tear slid down Bulma's face in relief. Bulma tried to sit up but couldn't because of her shakiness and dizziness. Bulma put a hand on her sensitive head and moaned due to the throbbing pain. "Vegeta. wh-what's going on?" Bulma said still slightly panicked.
"Calm down." Vegeta said softly as he came to the edge of the bed. "I already told you, there is nothing to worry about. You got knocked unconscious during takeoff, which you obviously don't remember. There's nobody else on the ship besides me, so you don't have to worry about anyone hurting you."
Bulma once again tried to sit up shakily. But this time before she had fallen back into her pillow, Vegeta had sat on the edge of the bed and had steadied her in his arms. Bulma stared groggily at him trying to bring Vegeta into focus. Vegeta hated seeing the tear stained face, the heavy perspiration, and the shakiness that the panic had brought to the pretty little woman. Vegeta watched as Bulma slowly recognized him. Bulma let out another sigh of relief and whispered "Thank Kami" Just loud enough for his Saiyan ears to pick up. Bulma cautiously rested her head against Vegeta's bare chest. When Vegeta didn't object Bulma allowed herself to collapse into Vegeta's warm and comforting body.
Vegeta's eyes widened as Bulma took comfort in their closeness. His rigid features softened slightly as the little creature's shakiness slowly became less violent. Vegeta let his arms encircle Bulma gently, trying to help calm the flustered creature. Vegeta's hands instinctively began to lightly rub her back until she had stopped shaking completely. Vegeta could tell by Bulma's soft rhythmic breathing that she had fallen asleep. He looked at the woman in his arms trying to understand how after all his hard cold years of solitude this silly female had managed to crack his shell. Vegeta knew that this time he would allow nothing to come between him and the one he cared for, he would not be alone again.
***To Be Continued***