How could he? I thought he loved me. Has he loved Nayuki this entire time? Was all the time they spent together meaningless?
All these thoughts and many more ran through Bulma's head as she drove home. She had taken the car, not caring if Vegeta had to walk home. She returned home and ran to her room. She laid on her bed and cried.
Vegeta returned home around an hour later…with Nayuki.
"Are you sure I can stay here Vegeta"
"Of course you can." No…no you can't…I just want Bulma…not you
"Thank you…Where will I sleep?"
"You can sleep in my room." Outside…in the dumpster…
"Thank you Vegeta."
"You're welcome." No you're not…I should have never brought you back…Bulma I'm sorry I really should have listened…
She had been right…Bringing Nayuki back to life was a really bad idea and he regretted it. Somehow Professor Ivan had brainwashed him…or had it been Nayuki?
It was too late now…
Stupid Stupid Stupid Stupid! How could she be so stupid! If only she hadn't asked him to watch TV or had not agreed on that stupid show. She thought everything was so stupid right now. Nayuki, Vegeta, her parents (although they did nothing), her dad's cat, her stupid Television set, her bed, her room…though there was one thing that she would never think was stupid.
Her unborn baby.
She had gotten pregnant and had recently found out. She was about one month into her pregnancy and had been planning to tell Vegeta about his child today…look how well that worked out for her. She was going to keep her child no matter what Vegeta did. Even if the baby may not have its father, one thing the child would always have was Bulma's love.
"It's okay Baby…momma will always love you…even if your deadbeat father doesn't"
Just then she heard voices coming from Vegeta's room and she decided to investigate.
She snuck over to Vegeta's door and put her ear up to it.
"…'geta…I…ove…u…"
"I…ve…o…yuki…"
Was that Nayuki? She sounded…different. Bulma couldn't explain why she sounded different, but for some reason her voice was…monotonous in a way…like a brainless zombie…
Bulma, just to be sure it was in fact Nayuki, barely opened the door and peeked in. Sure enough, sitting on Vegeta's bed, was Nayuki. Bulma quietly shut the door and crept back to her room.
"Vegeta…"
"Yes my dear." Damn it! Why won't my body do what I tell it to do?
"Your sister is eavesdropping."
"Is that so?" If she is I hope she can do something to help me…
"Yes, could you…take care of her?"
"Yes…I'll go do that right now." Wait…what am I doing? No…bad body sit back down…stop going to Bulma's room…damn it…I…I can't control my body…Bulma please either leave now or find someway to stop me…
"V…Vegeta…What are you doing in my room?"
"I heard you were eavesdropping on Nayuki and I…" Help me Bulma! I can't control my body…you were right…she did brainwash me…
"No…well…I really didn't hear anyt…" Vegeta…well whatever was controlling Vegeta's body had grabbed Bulma by her neck and slammed her into the wall.
"No one eavesdrops on me and gets away from it…alive." Her eyes widen in fear…wondering where her sweet prince had gone.
"V…Vegeta…please…"
"Too bad for you, you little whore." NO! Stop…please…whoever…or whatever is controlling me…just stop…stop-hurting Bulma…
Bulma's motherly instincts kicked in. She had realized that if she didn't get away, her baby might die. So she kicked. She kicked him where guys do not like being kicked. And boy, did she kick hard. None of that seemed to matter, because he was instantly on her again. Except this time he smacked her. And he smacked her hard. Her face bruised instantly. She moved to stand up and he kicked her in the stomach. She doubled over in pain and fear. He grabbed her by her hair and forced her to look at him. His face was only two inches away from hers and she was in tears.
"Vegeta…please…stop…you're going to hurt the…our baby…"
"Like I'd care" What! Bulma…you are…are you really pregnant? And…it's mine? Kami damn it…I need to communicate to her somehow…before…before the baby…and Bulma dies…
The thing controlling Vegeta lifted Bulma off the ground by her hair, ignoring her cry of pain. She managed to turn her head enough to look at him.
"V…Vegeta…please…she…she is brainwashing you…remember who you are…please."
"You're wrong. I am who I am. I've always loved Nayuki." Don't listen to this thing Bulma…you know that I love you very much…
Vegeta was starting to panic. He was watching as his body was slowly killing the one person who he will always love. She had been right. Something had gone wrong with bringing Nayuki back to life…though he never had realized that it would be this bad…
The thing using Vegeta's body dropped Bulma but before she had hit the ground, he kicked her in the side. She hit the wall behind her and tried to stand up…but he wouldn't allow her to, so he kicked her jaw, snapping her head up and back. She lifted one hand to rub her aching jaw and used her other to balance herself. Vegething saw the opening and stomped on Bulma's hand. She instinctively drew her hand back, failing to realize that the hand she pulled back had been keeping her up and she fell to the ground, hitting the lower part of her jaw (the same part that was just kicked) hard on the ground. Vegething allowed Bulma to stand up, only to grab her and flip her over his back, making her land on her back.
Bulma laid on her back, winded. She knew she needed to do something; otherwise her baby…and she might die. She cried out in pain as he stomped and broke her left arm. Bulma felt the world around her start to spin as her head became fuzzy. She was starting to lose consciousness as the door to her room opened.
"Nayuki…she is the reason I'm in this situation…I…I wish that she would just die." Bulma thought to herself before falling unconscious.