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See Me

Chapter 11

"I don't understand," Chi-Chi was so confused; she had sat and listened to Goku talk for almost an hour and a half and nothing he said was making any sense. He was talking about being from another planet and having all these special powers and something about being brought here as a small infant with a mission to destroy the planet.

"I know Chi, I know it is confusing," he said taking a seat on the bed next to her, "I was confused to when Vegeta found me; when he started questioning me," he tried to explain more, make her see she wasn't the only confused one.

"So you are an alien," she looked so distant, like she never wanted to be near him again? She watched as he nodded his head agreeing with her statement, "I guess so, but I have lived on Earth practically my whole life and you have to know how much I love you; I would want to spend my life with you anyways," he stated, draping his right arm over her shoulders and pulling her into his chest.

"Why didn't you tell me this," she asked him, her voice still shaky from crying, "I would have kept your secret, I would have understood; I could have been prepared for this," her tears began to fall again.

"Chi, I love you," he laid his head against hers, tightening his grip around her shoulders, "I am sorry that this happened; I am sorry I couldn't control myself, but you are the only woman for me, I know that," he hoped she would listen to what he was saying, understand that he had planned to be with her for eternity anyways.

"I know Goku, it's just," she was lost in words, what was she supposed to say, was she supposed to be ok that her boyfriend lied to her all these years, that he was some alien from another planet? "I just I need some time ok," she stood up, breaking his grasp, "I need to go get a drink or something, jump in the ocean," she let out a large sigh.

"Please don't say anything to anyone," he stood up, following her to where she was digging into her suitcase.

"I won't say anything," she rolled her eyes, shocked that he would peg her for some rat, "I won't even tell Bulma, but if Vegeta and her are hooking up he better grow a pair and tell her himself," she threatened.

"I know Chi, I will talk to him," he sighed, "I'll give you some space, but I want you to know I love you alright," he leaned down and kissed her head as she dug through her suitcase. She didn't respond to his gesture and without another word she watched as he left the room leaving her alone in her thoughts. She stood up and walked to the dresser, staring into the mirror; she pulled her dark hair back to reveal her neck and couldn't believe the mark that now broke her beautiful pale skin. She ran her fingers over it, still unsure as to what it meant, to the power it held; she shook her head and decided to forget about it for now.

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"What was that about," Bulma asked as Vegeta entered their room once more. She had showered and was in the middle of straightening her hair when he arrived looking rather agitated.

"Nothing, just that moron being his usual idiotic self," he didn't want to disclose any of the actual information about what had just happened. He still was in shock that Goku had actually lost control; he thought that he had understood the warnings when he gave them to him years ago.

"That's not nice Vegeta," Bulma spat at him, "He probably knocked we just didn't hear him," she smiled to him thinking about where they were when they were so rudely interrupted. Vegeta just shook his head; he wasn't in the mood to listen to her stick up for the clown so he exited the room once more. He descended the stairs and headed into the kitchen but stopped dead in his tracks as he spotted Kara sitting at the island with a bowl of cereal.

Her head shot up when he walked in and the two Saiyans stared at each other for what seemed like eternity. Vegeta broke the gaze as he walked to the refrigerator rummaging through to find something to eat, displeased when he found nothing quick and easy.

"You missed lunch, the earthlings cooked," she stated watching as he shut the fridge and walked over to the cereal box she had left on the counter. He didn't speak to her though, just poured himself a bowl and then filled it with milk before sitting on the opposite side of the table. "You smell like her, I guess it's safe to say that you found yourself an earth whore," she shot him a glare as her words entered his ears like daggers.

"Don't ever speak about her that way," he said coldly as he eyed her from across the table; Kara always was one to attack with her words and then try and back it up with her brute.

"Why my prince, you don't like the truth? She surely didn't miss you yesterday, she romped around the beach with the scar faced earthling; they looked rather close," Kara smirked remembering as she watched Yamcha drag Bulma into the water.

"Watch your tongue woman, I will rip it out," Vegeta shot her a glare, he watched as a smirk crossed her lips, she was enjoying this. He watched as Kara let an evil smirk cross her face, he had only seen it one time in his life with her.

"Listen now and listen good," his voice was full of venom, "If you speak about her like that again you will be dead, I am no longer in need of you, you were nothing but a pawn in my life."

Kara couldn't believe the words he was saying and the sad thing was he had no clue what was even happening; the whole plan she had going was working and he was taking it hook line and sinker. "So you are ok with the fact that we had everything and you left me," she spat; he stood in front of her hands across his chest, listening as she continued to talk. "You know what Vegeta you are in for a world of surprise, you think I actually came back to win your heart?"

Vegeta's eyes squinted as his anger began to rise, what was she talking about? "Get the fuck out of here now and don't ever return."

Kara threw her head back and began to laugh as his words entered her ears, "I will gladly be gone my prince, but just wait because someone even better will be showing up in a few months, someone who is going to be very happy to see you," the evil smirk was still evident on her face, and Vegeta couldn't take her shit anymore; without a thought his hand gripped around her throat and slammed her against the kitchen wall, he finally realized why she had come to Earth, why she had sought him out.

"If that creature wants to show his face here, then I will deal with him when he comes; but for you to come here and go against your Prince, then you will die for treason," it was his turn to let the smirk play on his lips, and he watched as her look went from pure evil to absolutely petrified.

"You wouldn't kill me," she whispered as she felt his grasp tighten, "You couldn't kill the woman you loved for all those years, the woman who was pregnant with your child."

Vegeta looked at her confused, "What did you just say," he asked putting more weight against her so she couldn't struggle any more. He watched as that evil smirk made an appearance again and he began to shake his head, "What are you talking about Kara, answer me now or die."

"I think you heard what I said my prince," she choked as the air flow to her lungs began to diminish, "But don't worry about any of that, he is gone, he went to Frieza; it was all part of the deal," she spat, her vision began to get blurry, but right before she was about to pass out she felt him release her neck and grab her arm, pulling her out the front door and dragging her down into a remote area; he through her over his shoulder and took to the sky, heading back to the field he had found just the day before; it would be a good place to cause her demise.

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Vegeta walked back to the house very slowly; this had been the worst vacation he had ever been on. He was still horrified that the words Kara had spoken were true, and something inside of him knew they were. He knew that Frieza would be making an appearance to find him, to take revenge on him; he needed to figure out a plan, he needed to make sure nothing would happen to put any of his 'friends' in danger.

"There you are," his head snapped in the direction he heard the voice; he really didn't want to see her right now, he didn't want her to start asking him questions, because what he had just done was one of the worst things and he knew she would never understand. He felt her wrap her arms around his neck and saw the worried look on her face. "I've been looking for you," she leaned in and kissed him, a little worried when he didn't kiss back. She pulled her face away from his and looked at him, noticing the distant look in his eyes; she hadn't seen him look this upset in a long time. "Are you ok Vegeta?"

He didn't want to make her upset so he just simply nodded his head and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight, taking in her scent. He just stood there, he knew that he couldn't let anything ever happen to her and if Frieza did come that she would be in his sights; he was always looking for woman and there was nothing working against Bulma. She was smart and knew how to fix just about anything and on top of that her looks were to kill; she was absolutely beautiful.

He let his arms loosen and she tilted her head to look at him as he pulled away. "Kara left I guess, she has been gone since this afternoon 18 said, I thought you might be with her," her voice held a tinge of concern.

Vegeta shook his head 'no' and wished he could tell someone about what had just transpired in the field; he wished he could take back what he just had done, but he couldn't, she pushed him too far. "She's will not be returning," Vegeta's voice was emotionless and his eyes fell to the ground; the look of fear on her face the moment before her death kept replaying in his mind, but she had left him not choice.

Bulma shrugged and let her hand intertwine with his, "Come on lets go upstairs and watch a movie or something, you look pale," she began to walk forward pulling his hand, making him follow her. He could have easily gotten away but he just followed her like a dog and before he realized they were upstairs in the room, she was already climbing in the bed.

"I need to shower," he stated watching as she got herself comfortable.

"Sounds good, I'll be here," she smiled. He turned around and headed for the suitcase that was on the floor, he grabbed a clean pair of clothes and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door a little more forcefully then he meant too; he quickly turned on the water and stripped of his clothes, noticing the few spots of blood that were dried into his khaki shorts; she had put up one hell of a fight, even for a woman she was powerful.

He shook the images from his head and climbed into the large shower; as soon as the water hit his tense muscles he felt a little better; he stood there not moving, letting the warm water cascade down his perfectly sculpted body.

It seemed as if the past was finally catching up to him.