In The End
Chapter 6: Almost Time For Take-Off
Bulma's eyes widened and she could feel the tears well up inside of her. Dammit! She had almost made it out of the nightmare and there stood her barrier. He may be the prince of her entire race, but damn him to the seven hells!
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Vegeta stood in the doorway fuming. His eyes darted down to the female on the ground. It was that woman from earlier today. How the hell could one weakling onna cause so much trouble in one day! He contemplated stomping over to the female and ripping her vocal chords out, but out of the corner of his eye he saw what looked like a fleshy mound teetering back and forth. "What the hell? You there. In the corner. Show yourself before I blast your worthless body out of the atmosphere!" The mound didn't move. "I'm warning you…"
Something tugged at his suit. He looked down to see the female huddling to his form and wrapping her arms around his leg. He tried to shake her off. "Woman…"
"I don't think he can hear you." She whispered for only his ears.
"What!?"
"I screamed. In his ear…really loud." Her voice rasped as she stared straight out in front of her.
"You…wha?" Finally, he thought about the situation at hand. There was a woman on the ground on the brink of tears, who had recently been screaming her head off, and someone else who from the outline in the shadows seemed to be a male. The prince growled and raised his hand to form a small ki ball. How unutterly disgraceful. Any saiyin that could stoop to such a low act as to force himself upon a female deserved to die. Being in the presence of such a creature made him ill. The ball of energy grew larger in his palm and a pool of light spread throughout the room, and soon Vegeta could see the unmistakable form of a man stooped over and cupping his hands around his head. "Nappa!?" He might have expected this from a third class, but his own soldier? An elite!
The brute slouched on the floor and finally let his hands fall away as the ringing in his ears subsided. He hadn't considered killing the wench before hand, but now he was going to rip her spine from that worthless weakling body. He looked up, for the first time, and light flooded into his eyes. Squinting, Nappa saw the silhouette of someone he gravely did not want to see: Prince Vegeta aiming a ki ball straight at his head. "P…prince Vegeta!"
"Hold your tongue Nappa, and I may consider sparing you…for the moment." The prince could see the fear in his eyes. He could see the trembling and increased pulse in his veins. Normally, he would've enjoyed such a show, but he couldn't help feel anything but the utmost disgust for this 'thing' before him. He would have just blasted him, but his father usually dealt with the elites. "Nappa. What the hell were you doing in here? Never mind, I don't even have to ask. You know you are not allowed in the female quarters. Are you out of your shriveled saiyin mind!?"
Nappa shakily stood and towered above the prince. "But Vegeta. We've just gotten back from Freeza's ship. You know I haven't had a woman in so long! Don't you know that it's begun? It's driving me insane!" He looked at his prince on hopes that he would understand.
Mating season. Yes, Vegeta had completely forgotten about it. He and Nappa hadn't been on the planet in so long, but to let something such as that drive to rape? "You weakling! Just because you're in heat doesn't mean you can jump on any female."
"But Vegeta…"
"Enough. Have a slave ordered to your room if you must. I will see you at sunrise in my private training quarters before I leave for my mission. After I am done with you, you will not be allowed to use a regeneration unit. Understand? Now. Get out of my face." He couldn't really believe he had let the bastard go, but if Freeza found out he had killed one of his top soldiers…Damn that lizard!
"Vege…Prince?" Bulma looked up at the small saiyin deep in thought.
Vegeta gazed down at the female on the floor and frowned. He extended his hand down to her. "Up." He said gruffly.
She didn't argue and grabbed the gloved hand that pulled her body up with feather ease. "Thank you."
"Get some sleep." He huffed and turned to walk out the door.
"Vegeta…"
"What?"
"Beat that bastard to a bloody pulp."
"Heh. No need to worry about that." The prince closed the door behind him.
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Bulma emerged from the steam of her shower and sighed lightly as she powered up to dry herself off. Last night had made her feel sickly and dirty. Disgusting. After her third shower, she felt rather cleansed, but still shuddered at the memory of that bastard with his hands on her and what could have happened. 'Come one Bulma. Don't do this to yourself.' Then she remembered that the prince would be pounding the monster black and blue by now, and a small smile filled her lips.
But nothing would stand in her way today. It was her first full day as an elite and she'd be put on assignment today. She pulled on her blue spandex suit and armor. The outfit wasn't that appealing, but she could live with it. As he mind was going through ways to make the armor look more appealing, she heard a knock at the door. She rushed to answer it knowing that her assignment for the day was waiting on the other side.
"Kakarrot? What are you doing here?"
"Hey Bulma! I've got your assignment for today. Your voice sounds a little hoarse. You sick or something?" He leaned forward and looked at her curiously.
"No, no. I just did a bit of screaming last night." She averted her eyes to the ground. She really didn't want to think of that situation again. Though, it did bring about a small sense of pride that she hurt the bastard saiyin in some way.
"Huh?"
"Well, Nappa decided he would visit my room last nigh—"
"He what!?" The guard before her struggled to control his body quaking rage.
"Wait. Don't jump to conclusions!" She reached out and put a hand on the tall man's shoulder. "He didn't do anything to me."
Kakarrot took a deep breath and exhaled slouching his shoulders as he carefully looked over the fragile female. "Are you sure you're okay? Nothing happened?"
She smiled at his concern. They had only met yesterday and he was acting as if he had known her all along. "The prince came in and took care of it."
"Pr—prince Vegeta? Wow."
She casually raised an eyebrow in question. "Why so surprised?"
He laughed and scratched the back of his head. "Well, usually he just doesn't give a damn."
"Oh. Well, right about now a bet Nappa is wishing he were never born. Vegeta is using him a punching bag this morning." She smiled and tried to visualize what kind of bone crushing moves the prince was laying on the monster.
"Oh yeah! You know nobody is supposed to know that the prince is here, right?"
"Yeah, so I heard. But why? And how would you know?" Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and looked the spiky haired man over. He was only a third class; he shouldn't know either. He was hiding something.
"I…uh…just heard it from one of the elite guards, really!" He threw his arms out in front of him trying to push away all doubts, but the goofy grin on his face let the blue haired saiyin know something was amiss.
"Right." The word purely of sarcasm, but he had saved her life and she thought she'd do him the favor and not pry. "So, what is my assignment?"
"Oh right! Here you go." The guard handed over a small folder clearly marked with the letters: C-O-N-F-I-D-E-N-T-I-A-L.
She flipped open the cover and peered down at the papers and skimmed through the regular jargon and such until she found the paragraph that explained what she would be doing. "Ooooh Kami help me…."
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The mechanical door hissed open and out strolled a short stalky man glazed over in a thin layer of sweat tugging at cuff of his glove. He turned his head slightly to a random guard that stood nearby. "Guard. In a few moments a bloody spineless bag of flesh will emerge from this door. Assist him in no way." The guard nodded curtly. "Oh, and get someone to clean up the mess he'll leave behind." Vegeta lifted a gloved fist to his face a looked over the scarlet knuckles to the guard and smirked. "He's awfully bloody." The prince walked down one of the many hallways towards his quarters. He'd be needing some new gloves.
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Vegeta's COM screen flickered on in his room. "Vegeta? Vegeta! Where the hell is that brat…" The King's eyes scanned across his son's room and was glad that the mess from yesterday had been cleared away. "Brat!"
"You know that really does get annoying." Vegeta, clothed in nothing but a towel, walked into the King's view.
"What are you doing!? You know your mission is in one hour! Get down to the docks right away and bring your elite with you."
"I've got time. Why don't you just brief me."
"Fine. You will be going to investigate a planet that has come close to Planet Vegeta. Its gravity is a little above that of ours. Your mission is to see if it is in condition to be inhabited." The king smirked. "You think you can handle it?"
"Feh. This is ridiculous. I'm back for one day and I'm on some assignment that a toddler could do." The prince grimaced as his tail tugged up at his towel.
"Stop your whining. Be at the docks. Out." The COM screen flickered off.
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Kakarrot rapped at the steel door and in a few moments it opened to reveal a fully dressed-for-battle Vegeta. "Kakarrot. I knew it would be you…"
"Hey Vegeta. How's it going?" Kakarrot slapped an arm on the prince's shoulder.
Vegeta growled. "Get your hand off me and stop being so informal."
"Oh come on Vegeta. Loosen up." He smiled broadly at the shorter saiyin, but finally pulled his hand away when his 'friend' began to emit a low rumble from his throat. "Fine, fine." He threw his hands up in defeat.
"Uh, guys." A small voice sounded from around the side of the door.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow and stuck his head outside the door. "What the hell is she doing here!?"
"OH yeah I forgot to mention. This is your elite. I see you've met her already. But since you're so keen on formalities: May I present Elite Bulma." He bowed low and tried to hide his smile.
Bulma stepped forward and looked the two men over. Did…did they know each other. "Hi, um…do you two guys know each other?"
Vegeta glared. "Kakarrot. That's why I told you not to address me so formally."
"She was going to find out anyway. She's really smart you know." His eyes shifted between the two. "So, I hear you guys have a mission to do. So…I'll just be going now." He waved and quickly sped away before Vegeta bore a hole into him with his endless glaring.
"So…." Bulma didn't know quite know what to say. "I guess I should thank you agai--"
He held a hand up to silence her. "Quiet. We need to leave for the docks. Now." Turning from her, he lead the way down to the launching docks and Bulma followed.
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AN: Alright. Next chapter Vegeta and Bulma head out into space. ^_^ Well, I just got out of school two days ago so I'll be updating a lot more on my fics. But, for the moment, I'll be gone on vacation for about a week.
To the Reviewers:
Sorceress Fujin: ^_^ Thanks!
Empress Sarah-sama: Yeah. Bulma's going to be hoarse for a week after that stunt. ^_^
Shadowmoon: Well, seems Bulma and Vegeta are going to get a lot closer on their mission. ^_^
Re-o-ko: I promise there'll be romance very soon. ^_^
Pheonix Feather: I think we all wish Nappa would drop dead. ^_^
Bura-chan: Thanks. ^_^
1 Princess Serenity Usagi Chiba: Thank you! ^_^
(: Vegeta nice? Not quite yet. Well, I guess I made him a little considerate.
Vega: Sorry about the cliffy. ^_^
Coolfighter18: Thanks! ^_^
Mushi-azn: Don't worry you're not a perv. I happen to have a few other stories that are NC-17. They haven't reach their lemon parts yet, but will. ^_^
Jeane: Thanks! ^_^
Alright! Now remember the more reviews I get the faster I update!!!!! So REVIEW!!!!
Chapter 6: Almost Time For Take-Off
Bulma's eyes widened and she could feel the tears well up inside of her. Dammit! She had almost made it out of the nightmare and there stood her barrier. He may be the prince of her entire race, but damn him to the seven hells!
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Vegeta stood in the doorway fuming. His eyes darted down to the female on the ground. It was that woman from earlier today. How the hell could one weakling onna cause so much trouble in one day! He contemplated stomping over to the female and ripping her vocal chords out, but out of the corner of his eye he saw what looked like a fleshy mound teetering back and forth. "What the hell? You there. In the corner. Show yourself before I blast your worthless body out of the atmosphere!" The mound didn't move. "I'm warning you…"
Something tugged at his suit. He looked down to see the female huddling to his form and wrapping her arms around his leg. He tried to shake her off. "Woman…"
"I don't think he can hear you." She whispered for only his ears.
"What!?"
"I screamed. In his ear…really loud." Her voice rasped as she stared straight out in front of her.
"You…wha?" Finally, he thought about the situation at hand. There was a woman on the ground on the brink of tears, who had recently been screaming her head off, and someone else who from the outline in the shadows seemed to be a male. The prince growled and raised his hand to form a small ki ball. How unutterly disgraceful. Any saiyin that could stoop to such a low act as to force himself upon a female deserved to die. Being in the presence of such a creature made him ill. The ball of energy grew larger in his palm and a pool of light spread throughout the room, and soon Vegeta could see the unmistakable form of a man stooped over and cupping his hands around his head. "Nappa!?" He might have expected this from a third class, but his own soldier? An elite!
The brute slouched on the floor and finally let his hands fall away as the ringing in his ears subsided. He hadn't considered killing the wench before hand, but now he was going to rip her spine from that worthless weakling body. He looked up, for the first time, and light flooded into his eyes. Squinting, Nappa saw the silhouette of someone he gravely did not want to see: Prince Vegeta aiming a ki ball straight at his head. "P…prince Vegeta!"
"Hold your tongue Nappa, and I may consider sparing you…for the moment." The prince could see the fear in his eyes. He could see the trembling and increased pulse in his veins. Normally, he would've enjoyed such a show, but he couldn't help feel anything but the utmost disgust for this 'thing' before him. He would have just blasted him, but his father usually dealt with the elites. "Nappa. What the hell were you doing in here? Never mind, I don't even have to ask. You know you are not allowed in the female quarters. Are you out of your shriveled saiyin mind!?"
Nappa shakily stood and towered above the prince. "But Vegeta. We've just gotten back from Freeza's ship. You know I haven't had a woman in so long! Don't you know that it's begun? It's driving me insane!" He looked at his prince on hopes that he would understand.
Mating season. Yes, Vegeta had completely forgotten about it. He and Nappa hadn't been on the planet in so long, but to let something such as that drive to rape? "You weakling! Just because you're in heat doesn't mean you can jump on any female."
"But Vegeta…"
"Enough. Have a slave ordered to your room if you must. I will see you at sunrise in my private training quarters before I leave for my mission. After I am done with you, you will not be allowed to use a regeneration unit. Understand? Now. Get out of my face." He couldn't really believe he had let the bastard go, but if Freeza found out he had killed one of his top soldiers…Damn that lizard!
"Vege…Prince?" Bulma looked up at the small saiyin deep in thought.
Vegeta gazed down at the female on the floor and frowned. He extended his hand down to her. "Up." He said gruffly.
She didn't argue and grabbed the gloved hand that pulled her body up with feather ease. "Thank you."
"Get some sleep." He huffed and turned to walk out the door.
"Vegeta…"
"What?"
"Beat that bastard to a bloody pulp."
"Heh. No need to worry about that." The prince closed the door behind him.
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Bulma emerged from the steam of her shower and sighed lightly as she powered up to dry herself off. Last night had made her feel sickly and dirty. Disgusting. After her third shower, she felt rather cleansed, but still shuddered at the memory of that bastard with his hands on her and what could have happened. 'Come one Bulma. Don't do this to yourself.' Then she remembered that the prince would be pounding the monster black and blue by now, and a small smile filled her lips.
But nothing would stand in her way today. It was her first full day as an elite and she'd be put on assignment today. She pulled on her blue spandex suit and armor. The outfit wasn't that appealing, but she could live with it. As he mind was going through ways to make the armor look more appealing, she heard a knock at the door. She rushed to answer it knowing that her assignment for the day was waiting on the other side.
"Kakarrot? What are you doing here?"
"Hey Bulma! I've got your assignment for today. Your voice sounds a little hoarse. You sick or something?" He leaned forward and looked at her curiously.
"No, no. I just did a bit of screaming last night." She averted her eyes to the ground. She really didn't want to think of that situation again. Though, it did bring about a small sense of pride that she hurt the bastard saiyin in some way.
"Huh?"
"Well, Nappa decided he would visit my room last nigh—"
"He what!?" The guard before her struggled to control his body quaking rage.
"Wait. Don't jump to conclusions!" She reached out and put a hand on the tall man's shoulder. "He didn't do anything to me."
Kakarrot took a deep breath and exhaled slouching his shoulders as he carefully looked over the fragile female. "Are you sure you're okay? Nothing happened?"
She smiled at his concern. They had only met yesterday and he was acting as if he had known her all along. "The prince came in and took care of it."
"Pr—prince Vegeta? Wow."
She casually raised an eyebrow in question. "Why so surprised?"
He laughed and scratched the back of his head. "Well, usually he just doesn't give a damn."
"Oh. Well, right about now a bet Nappa is wishing he were never born. Vegeta is using him a punching bag this morning." She smiled and tried to visualize what kind of bone crushing moves the prince was laying on the monster.
"Oh yeah! You know nobody is supposed to know that the prince is here, right?"
"Yeah, so I heard. But why? And how would you know?" Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and looked the spiky haired man over. He was only a third class; he shouldn't know either. He was hiding something.
"I…uh…just heard it from one of the elite guards, really!" He threw his arms out in front of him trying to push away all doubts, but the goofy grin on his face let the blue haired saiyin know something was amiss.
"Right." The word purely of sarcasm, but he had saved her life and she thought she'd do him the favor and not pry. "So, what is my assignment?"
"Oh right! Here you go." The guard handed over a small folder clearly marked with the letters: C-O-N-F-I-D-E-N-T-I-A-L.
She flipped open the cover and peered down at the papers and skimmed through the regular jargon and such until she found the paragraph that explained what she would be doing. "Ooooh Kami help me…."
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The mechanical door hissed open and out strolled a short stalky man glazed over in a thin layer of sweat tugging at cuff of his glove. He turned his head slightly to a random guard that stood nearby. "Guard. In a few moments a bloody spineless bag of flesh will emerge from this door. Assist him in no way." The guard nodded curtly. "Oh, and get someone to clean up the mess he'll leave behind." Vegeta lifted a gloved fist to his face a looked over the scarlet knuckles to the guard and smirked. "He's awfully bloody." The prince walked down one of the many hallways towards his quarters. He'd be needing some new gloves.
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Vegeta's COM screen flickered on in his room. "Vegeta? Vegeta! Where the hell is that brat…" The King's eyes scanned across his son's room and was glad that the mess from yesterday had been cleared away. "Brat!"
"You know that really does get annoying." Vegeta, clothed in nothing but a towel, walked into the King's view.
"What are you doing!? You know your mission is in one hour! Get down to the docks right away and bring your elite with you."
"I've got time. Why don't you just brief me."
"Fine. You will be going to investigate a planet that has come close to Planet Vegeta. Its gravity is a little above that of ours. Your mission is to see if it is in condition to be inhabited." The king smirked. "You think you can handle it?"
"Feh. This is ridiculous. I'm back for one day and I'm on some assignment that a toddler could do." The prince grimaced as his tail tugged up at his towel.
"Stop your whining. Be at the docks. Out." The COM screen flickered off.
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Kakarrot rapped at the steel door and in a few moments it opened to reveal a fully dressed-for-battle Vegeta. "Kakarrot. I knew it would be you…"
"Hey Vegeta. How's it going?" Kakarrot slapped an arm on the prince's shoulder.
Vegeta growled. "Get your hand off me and stop being so informal."
"Oh come on Vegeta. Loosen up." He smiled broadly at the shorter saiyin, but finally pulled his hand away when his 'friend' began to emit a low rumble from his throat. "Fine, fine." He threw his hands up in defeat.
"Uh, guys." A small voice sounded from around the side of the door.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow and stuck his head outside the door. "What the hell is she doing here!?"
"OH yeah I forgot to mention. This is your elite. I see you've met her already. But since you're so keen on formalities: May I present Elite Bulma." He bowed low and tried to hide his smile.
Bulma stepped forward and looked the two men over. Did…did they know each other. "Hi, um…do you two guys know each other?"
Vegeta glared. "Kakarrot. That's why I told you not to address me so formally."
"She was going to find out anyway. She's really smart you know." His eyes shifted between the two. "So, I hear you guys have a mission to do. So…I'll just be going now." He waved and quickly sped away before Vegeta bore a hole into him with his endless glaring.
"So…." Bulma didn't know quite know what to say. "I guess I should thank you agai--"
He held a hand up to silence her. "Quiet. We need to leave for the docks. Now." Turning from her, he lead the way down to the launching docks and Bulma followed.
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AN: Alright. Next chapter Vegeta and Bulma head out into space. ^_^ Well, I just got out of school two days ago so I'll be updating a lot more on my fics. But, for the moment, I'll be gone on vacation for about a week.
To the Reviewers:
Sorceress Fujin: ^_^ Thanks!
Empress Sarah-sama: Yeah. Bulma's going to be hoarse for a week after that stunt. ^_^
Shadowmoon: Well, seems Bulma and Vegeta are going to get a lot closer on their mission. ^_^
Re-o-ko: I promise there'll be romance very soon. ^_^
Pheonix Feather: I think we all wish Nappa would drop dead. ^_^
Bura-chan: Thanks. ^_^
1 Princess Serenity Usagi Chiba: Thank you! ^_^
(: Vegeta nice? Not quite yet. Well, I guess I made him a little considerate.
Vega: Sorry about the cliffy. ^_^
Coolfighter18: Thanks! ^_^
Mushi-azn: Don't worry you're not a perv. I happen to have a few other stories that are NC-17. They haven't reach their lemon parts yet, but will. ^_^
Jeane: Thanks! ^_^
Alright! Now remember the more reviews I get the faster I update!!!!! So REVIEW!!!!