Author's Note: Hey peeps! I'm glad that people are enjoying my fic,
though they're few in number my readers are super important to me! ^_^
And I'm real sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out. This
chapter is slightly longer than the first two and as I already told
Android18 -I've been busy doing slave labor for my dad. I still don't
think it's legal for parents to force their children to paint for 6 hours a
day without payment. ::grumble:: Oh well, I suppose I'll live. Oh yea, I
apologize in advance for this chapter. I was super-duper hungry for a
bacon-egg-and-cheese sandwich when I wrote the beginning of this chapter.
So if you're hungry right now, go grab a snack. if you don't you may find
urself getting hungry as you read the beginning. Hehehe! Anyways, I'm
really proud of this chapter. It's kinda funny and then kinda dramatic and
kinda cute at the same time. Now that takes some major freaking skills to
do! Lol, I'm just jokin. Anyways, I should stop babbling now and let you
peeps read chapter 3. ENJOY!!! ^_^
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 3 - Tricky Landing
Bulma lazily stretched and opened her eyes. The throbbing in her head was gone and her mind was finally clear. Bulma slowly sat up piecing together her weird memories from recent events. She was sure she had been checking the circuits when the ship started taking off. But she couldn't quite remember what had happened after that. Her next memory was of waking up terrified with a painful gash on her forehead. Bulma's fingers gingerly brushed the area above her eyebrow as she remembered. After examining the painful area she cautiously uncovered herself and stepped out of the oversized bed. Bulma's eyes immediately fell on the gold-tipped boots and blue fighting suit that were resting on a large chair in the corner. Bulma smiled and giggled to herself as the most recent of her memories flooded her mind. It was hard to believe that the mighty prince of the Saiyans had held her in his arms and rubbed her back until she had fallen asleep.
As she stood there Bulma's nose picked up the faint smell of bacon and eggs and Bulma's stomach lightly growled in response to the delicious scent. Bulma lightly padded across the room wondering how long she had been asleep and how long it had been since her last meal. As she shyly pushed the bedroom door open the delicious smell of breakfast became stronger. Bulma quietly snuck through the spaceship corridor following her nose to the deluxe spaceship kitchen. Trying to go unnoticed, Bulma peaked into the kitchen while the rest of her body was still concealed by the wall.
Bulma could not believe what she saw. Vegeta, proud prince of the Saiyans, was actually cooking for himself! But even more shocking than that, he wasn't destroying anything in the process. The kitchen was actually still relatively neat, and Bulma thought the food might actually be edible. Bulma could feel her intense hunger increase as she stared at the mounds of eggs, bacon, and toast that had been set on the table. Before Bulma could make her presence known to Vegeta through a good-morning greeting Bulma's stomach decided to shorten the process by growling at a volume that made Vegeta's ears twitch slightly.
Bulma put one hand on her noisy stomach and sheepishly stepped out from behind her hiding spot. Vegeta didn't even glance at her, telling Bulma that he had already known she was there. 'Just once I would like to catch that big old Saiyan by surprise.' Bulma giggled at herself and eyed the prince as he put the last batch of fried eggs on the table with the rest of the meal. Bulma couldn't help but stare shamelessly at his perfect body; those royal-blue boxers didn't leave much to the imagination.
Vegeta could tell that the woman was checking out his body. But he couldn't blame her, what woman could resist the sight of a half naked super Saiyan prince who was practically perfect in every way? Vegeta smirked at Bulma and began to stare shamelessly at the female's scantily clad body.
Bulma could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks as Vegeta began to intently go over her body with his eyes. Somehow she wasn't surprised that Vegeta was an eye-for-an-eye kind of man. errr Saiyan. Bulma cleared her throat nervously and crossed her arms in hopes of ruining Vegeta's view.
"It's nothing you haven't flaunted in front of me before woman." Vegeta said gruffly as he sat down to begin his meal. The little female let out a growl and Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle when he felt her punch his arm with all the strength she had. "That wasn't a very smart thing to do." He chuckled as he watched Bulma nurse her soar fist. Vegeta could hear Bulma grumble under her breath, "stupid. Saiyan. grumble. jerk. grumble" as she delicately grabbed one fried egg, one piece of toast, and two strips of bacon from the enormous mounds of food that were directly in front of Vegeta for easy access.
Bulma set her food down on her plate and sat down across from Vegeta. She tried not to stare at Vegeta as he shoveled food into his mouth. Bulma had a million questions to ask him, but it was pretty obvious that the Saiyan didn't want to be bothered by conversation while he ate as only a freaky alien with a tail could. Bulma focused on her own meal and was amazed at how edible it was. Not that fried eggs and toast are a hard meal to prepare, but for someone who trashes the kitchen during late night binges he could make a mean breakfast.
As Bulma finished her meal Vegeta shoveled in the last of his eggs-bacon- and-toast breakfast. It never ceased to amaze her how much food he could eat at one sitting, he was almost as bad as Goku! Bulma giggled as Vegeta let out a contented sigh and patted his stomach. She giggled even more when she noticed the end on Vegeta's tail bristling and curling with contentment. 'The only time you will catch that brute truly happy is right after a meal' Bulma thought as she got up and popped her plate in the dishwasher. Bulma then assigned a cleaning bot to work on the rest of the pots and pans. Bulma turned to Vegeta about to go through her list of zillions of questions but he was already gone.
"Damnit Vegeta! Where do you think you're sneaking off to? I need to talk to you! You have some MAJOR explaining to do!" Bulma screeched loud enough so that the prince's ears began to ring even all the way down the corridor. "I mean, what the hell is going on? Why am I in space with you? Why were you so nice to me last night? Since when do you cook breakfast? And why are you walking around in boxers?!?!" Bulma's onslaught of questions was suddenly halted when a loud systems alarm sounded throughout the spaceship.
"Navigational systems error. Spaceship set course aborted. Entering unknown planet's atmosphere. Crash-landing imminent. Thank you for choosing Capsule Corp space travel, have a nice day." Said the cheery female announcer's voice. The ship then began to rumble and lurch slightly as the red emergency lights began to flash.
"That's bad, that's very bad." Was all tha t Bulma could manage to say. The navigational system must have had more than just a few loose circuit connections. She knew that the spaceship would probably not withstand a full on crash-landing, and the likelihood of her surviving was slim to none. Bulma could do nothing but stare hopelessly at the corridor floor while these thoughts went through her head.
"Shit! Why does this kinda stuff always have to happen to me? Just when everything was starting to go to plan, grrrr!" Vegeta growled as he headed back down the corridor towards Bulma. He knew from her blank expression that she was in a silent state of panic and she would be of no help if she was in a panic. "Woman?" But the blue-haired earthling remained silent. Vegeta quickly but cautiously approached Bulma and tried once more to coax her out of her panic, "Woman?" This time the little earthling looked up at the Saiyan showing him the fear in her clear blue eyes.
"Vegeta, this is bad, really bad." Bulma said in a hushed tone. "I don't know what to do. I don't think the ship would survive a full on head-on crash-landing. I don't think there's much hope of us surviving either." She said allowing her gaze to shift back to the corridor floor. Bulma could usually think her way out of anything, but this time she wasn't sure if there was any way out.
Vegeta placed his hand under Bulma's chin and raised her face to him so that her gaze once again met his dark eyes. "Focus woman, think of something. I know you can think of something." Vegeta said with more caring in his voice than he had meant to allow himself to convey. Vegeta could see that something had begun to click in the woman's mind, she had finally focused. Vegeta stared into Bulma's eyes and her mind started to quickly formulate new ideas and plans. She soon allowed a smile to grace her face as she decided on a plan that would hopefully conclude in their survival. "I've got it." Was all Bulma said to Vegeta before she ran down the corridor towards the control room.
Vegeta walked to the control room, he did not run. He felt no need to run, he had complete confidence in the woman's plan, whatever it was. Although he was usually reluctant to admit it, he knew that Bulma was brilliant. He had complete faith in her mental capabilities. The only times she was not up to her usual genius standard was when her emotions hindered the strength of her mind. Vegeta smiled lightly to himself as he thought of Bulma. 'That silly woman's emotions change so quickly, no wonder that weakling Yamcha couldn't handle her.'
Vegeta's mind was brought back to the emergency at hand upon arriving in the control room. He watched as the blue-haired woman feverishly tried to override the navigational system's autopilot mode. Vegeta approached the command console where Bulma was vehemently typing at a speed that bordered on crazy. He could hear the little earthling lightly talking to herself as the speed of her moving fingers increased. Suddenly, the red emergency lights stopped flashing and the cheery computer's voice addressed the two passengers. "Autopilot mode override. Manuel navigational system now active. The ship will be entering unknown planet's second atmosphere in 30 seconds. Impact with the surface will take place in approximately 3 minutes. Thank you for choosing Capsule Corp space travel, have a nice day."
Bulma allowed herself no celebration for her small victory. Now that she had overridden the navigational autopilot mode she was going to have to use the manual controls to somehow slow the spaceship down and lighten the impact of the crash landing. Bulma briefly noticed Vegeta beside her at the controls closely monitoring her actions. "I can't focus with you standing there watching me! You're a smart monkey, use the information bank in the main computer to see if you can get me any information on the planet we're about to crash into. It's really important for you ton find out what it's surface and terrain is like."
Vegeta's tail bristled at Bulma's monkey comment but he resisted the urge to snap back at the blue-haired female with a combative insult. It was obvious that this was not the time to engage the feisty woman in a verbal battle, 'I'll just have to get her back for that little outburst later.' He knew Bulma needed to concentrate fully in order for her plan to work. Though Vegeta would undoubtedly survive a crash-landing he knew it was unlikely that a weak earthling would make it through alive. But even if the little earthlings plan fell through Vegeta had a plan of his own, he wasn't going to let a silly crash take her away. He wasn't going to allow anything to take her away.
Vegeta then approached the main computer's console warily, though he was an extremely intelligent Saiyan he usually stayed away from complicated human technology. Due to lack of patience, any human device that had more that 20 buttons or knobs on it was likely to blow up when handled by Vegeta. He cautiously began to search the computers information bank for any data on the planet they would soon collide with. Vegeta raised an intrigued eyebrow as he guided easily through the vast amounts of stored information searching for planets with the same stats as the planet the ship was looming towards. 'I really am a smart monkey. Shit, I did not just think that. Damn that woman!'
Bulma worked quickly and soon was able to direct the basic ship navigational functions through her manipulation of the navigation console controls. Bulma's eyes traveled to the large vid screen in front of the navigational console, she could see the planet they were approaching through the large display. The entire planet was a lush burgundy color, Bulma's heart sank when she assumed that the surface of such a planet would be composed of jagged rocks and caverns that would be hazardous in the emergency landing. There was very little she could do to save the ship from destruction if the planet had that type of surface.
"The planet is relatively small in size and is full of insignificant weaklings of the worst kind. They are puny simpletons that wouldn't know a fight if it bit them in the ass. The planet is covered in a thick canopy of dark purple foliage, it's probably dense enough to hamper the crash." Vegeta barked as he crossed his arms and took that infamously sexy stance of his. He watched as a relieved look washed over Bulma's face, but as soon as it had appeared the look disappeared. Bulma once again focused on the controls and feverishly began to type commands into the navigational console.
Vegeta watched the planet as the ship approached it's surface. There was only about a minute left before they would hit the surface. He tried his best to suppress the worry that was beginning to build in the pit of his stomach. It was still doubtful that the ship would remain unharmed, and that meant that there was still a high possibility of the woman getting seriously injured. It was time for Vegeta to execute his own plan, even if it was just to be safe. The agitated Saiyan stalked towards the woman working vehemently at the navigational console. Vegeta's tail was thrashing violently as he once again took his place standing beside Bulma.
Bulma had managed to dramatically slow down the speed of the moving spaceship. Now all she had to do was aim the ships crash in an area where the damage would be the least. Bulma scanned the vid screen for the most dense area of foliage on the surface, she immediately focused in on the large swell of plant life in the northern region of the planet. Bulma plugged in the final coordinates for that area and silently prayed to Kami to watch over them. She then noticed Vegeta standing closely beside her. He was watching her intently and she suddenly felt safe and protected.
"Impact with surface in approximately 20 seconds. Emergency landing protocols activated. Thank you for choosing Capsule Corp space travel and have a nice landing." The computer's obnoxiously cheery voice reminded them. Bulma looked up at Vegeta's stern expression, it was hard to decipher but she swore she could see a little bit of concern buried deep in his eyes.
"I've done all I can Vegeta, now it's out of my hands." Bulma's gaze slipped from the Saiyan's dark eyes as she tried to fight the sense of dread that was beginning to wash over her. The situation was now out of her control, now the rest was up to luck.
"But it's not out of my hands woman." Vegeta said gruffly as the ship began to rumble ferociously. He noticed Bulma's azure eyes were full of fear as they stared at him questioningly. Vegeta encircled his arms around the small female and gently pulled her close. She let out a slight gasp as he pulled her body against his firm frame.
Bulma could feel a warm force begin to surround her. Bulma realized that the golden energy was radiating from Vegeta, he was surrounding the both of them in his ki. Looking into his face she could now clearly see the concern in Vegeta's eyes. Bulma had never felt more safe than she did that moment in his embrace under his protective gaze. Bulma allowed her arms to surround Vegeta's neck and she leant her cheek against his chest. The ship's ferocious rumble suddenly turned into violent thrashing. Bulma closed her eyes tightly and tightened her grip on the strong prince. In response, Vegeta tightened his grip on the female and raised his power level to increase the strength of his ki shield.
"Crash-landing in 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . ." But the computers voice what shut off before it could reach two. The entire ship blacked out so that the only light in the entire spacecraft was the golden glow given off by Vegeta.
***To Be Continued***
AN: Sorry guys, I know that was a super-duper evil place to leave off but that will hopefully make you wanna read the next chapter real bad! (Well, I can always hope!) I wanna ask you guys something, have you guys heard that twentienth century fox and funimation are teaming up with Akira Toriyamato make a live action DBZ movie?!?! I don't really know what to think yet, one thing I do know though -If they mess up Vegeta I'm gonna go seriously postal on their asses. Anyways, I'm still wonderin how they're gonna pull off the hair. A poll taken at the official DBZ site said that people want Jet Li to play Goku. Hmmm, interesting. Someone suggested Donnie Yen for Vegeta, so I looked him up. He's got potential (along with washboard ab O_~ Teehee). But I was just wondering what u guys were thinking. Email me if you wanna discuss it, I need a new DBZ email buddy. Just send me a quick email at xerexs2001@hotmail.com if you wanna chat about the DBZ movie or any old thing. Oh yea, I almost forgot. I'm gonna be 16 August 7th! ^_^ All I want for my birthday are a good number of reviews. Please?!?! I promise to be a good girl and update soon if you do! Hehehe, alright thanks for reading. Later peeps.
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 3 - Tricky Landing
Bulma lazily stretched and opened her eyes. The throbbing in her head was gone and her mind was finally clear. Bulma slowly sat up piecing together her weird memories from recent events. She was sure she had been checking the circuits when the ship started taking off. But she couldn't quite remember what had happened after that. Her next memory was of waking up terrified with a painful gash on her forehead. Bulma's fingers gingerly brushed the area above her eyebrow as she remembered. After examining the painful area she cautiously uncovered herself and stepped out of the oversized bed. Bulma's eyes immediately fell on the gold-tipped boots and blue fighting suit that were resting on a large chair in the corner. Bulma smiled and giggled to herself as the most recent of her memories flooded her mind. It was hard to believe that the mighty prince of the Saiyans had held her in his arms and rubbed her back until she had fallen asleep.
As she stood there Bulma's nose picked up the faint smell of bacon and eggs and Bulma's stomach lightly growled in response to the delicious scent. Bulma lightly padded across the room wondering how long she had been asleep and how long it had been since her last meal. As she shyly pushed the bedroom door open the delicious smell of breakfast became stronger. Bulma quietly snuck through the spaceship corridor following her nose to the deluxe spaceship kitchen. Trying to go unnoticed, Bulma peaked into the kitchen while the rest of her body was still concealed by the wall.
Bulma could not believe what she saw. Vegeta, proud prince of the Saiyans, was actually cooking for himself! But even more shocking than that, he wasn't destroying anything in the process. The kitchen was actually still relatively neat, and Bulma thought the food might actually be edible. Bulma could feel her intense hunger increase as she stared at the mounds of eggs, bacon, and toast that had been set on the table. Before Bulma could make her presence known to Vegeta through a good-morning greeting Bulma's stomach decided to shorten the process by growling at a volume that made Vegeta's ears twitch slightly.
Bulma put one hand on her noisy stomach and sheepishly stepped out from behind her hiding spot. Vegeta didn't even glance at her, telling Bulma that he had already known she was there. 'Just once I would like to catch that big old Saiyan by surprise.' Bulma giggled at herself and eyed the prince as he put the last batch of fried eggs on the table with the rest of the meal. Bulma couldn't help but stare shamelessly at his perfect body; those royal-blue boxers didn't leave much to the imagination.
Vegeta could tell that the woman was checking out his body. But he couldn't blame her, what woman could resist the sight of a half naked super Saiyan prince who was practically perfect in every way? Vegeta smirked at Bulma and began to stare shamelessly at the female's scantily clad body.
Bulma could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks as Vegeta began to intently go over her body with his eyes. Somehow she wasn't surprised that Vegeta was an eye-for-an-eye kind of man. errr Saiyan. Bulma cleared her throat nervously and crossed her arms in hopes of ruining Vegeta's view.
"It's nothing you haven't flaunted in front of me before woman." Vegeta said gruffly as he sat down to begin his meal. The little female let out a growl and Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle when he felt her punch his arm with all the strength she had. "That wasn't a very smart thing to do." He chuckled as he watched Bulma nurse her soar fist. Vegeta could hear Bulma grumble under her breath, "stupid. Saiyan. grumble. jerk. grumble" as she delicately grabbed one fried egg, one piece of toast, and two strips of bacon from the enormous mounds of food that were directly in front of Vegeta for easy access.
Bulma set her food down on her plate and sat down across from Vegeta. She tried not to stare at Vegeta as he shoveled food into his mouth. Bulma had a million questions to ask him, but it was pretty obvious that the Saiyan didn't want to be bothered by conversation while he ate as only a freaky alien with a tail could. Bulma focused on her own meal and was amazed at how edible it was. Not that fried eggs and toast are a hard meal to prepare, but for someone who trashes the kitchen during late night binges he could make a mean breakfast.
As Bulma finished her meal Vegeta shoveled in the last of his eggs-bacon- and-toast breakfast. It never ceased to amaze her how much food he could eat at one sitting, he was almost as bad as Goku! Bulma giggled as Vegeta let out a contented sigh and patted his stomach. She giggled even more when she noticed the end on Vegeta's tail bristling and curling with contentment. 'The only time you will catch that brute truly happy is right after a meal' Bulma thought as she got up and popped her plate in the dishwasher. Bulma then assigned a cleaning bot to work on the rest of the pots and pans. Bulma turned to Vegeta about to go through her list of zillions of questions but he was already gone.
"Damnit Vegeta! Where do you think you're sneaking off to? I need to talk to you! You have some MAJOR explaining to do!" Bulma screeched loud enough so that the prince's ears began to ring even all the way down the corridor. "I mean, what the hell is going on? Why am I in space with you? Why were you so nice to me last night? Since when do you cook breakfast? And why are you walking around in boxers?!?!" Bulma's onslaught of questions was suddenly halted when a loud systems alarm sounded throughout the spaceship.
"Navigational systems error. Spaceship set course aborted. Entering unknown planet's atmosphere. Crash-landing imminent. Thank you for choosing Capsule Corp space travel, have a nice day." Said the cheery female announcer's voice. The ship then began to rumble and lurch slightly as the red emergency lights began to flash.
"That's bad, that's very bad." Was all tha t Bulma could manage to say. The navigational system must have had more than just a few loose circuit connections. She knew that the spaceship would probably not withstand a full on crash-landing, and the likelihood of her surviving was slim to none. Bulma could do nothing but stare hopelessly at the corridor floor while these thoughts went through her head.
"Shit! Why does this kinda stuff always have to happen to me? Just when everything was starting to go to plan, grrrr!" Vegeta growled as he headed back down the corridor towards Bulma. He knew from her blank expression that she was in a silent state of panic and she would be of no help if she was in a panic. "Woman?" But the blue-haired earthling remained silent. Vegeta quickly but cautiously approached Bulma and tried once more to coax her out of her panic, "Woman?" This time the little earthling looked up at the Saiyan showing him the fear in her clear blue eyes.
"Vegeta, this is bad, really bad." Bulma said in a hushed tone. "I don't know what to do. I don't think the ship would survive a full on head-on crash-landing. I don't think there's much hope of us surviving either." She said allowing her gaze to shift back to the corridor floor. Bulma could usually think her way out of anything, but this time she wasn't sure if there was any way out.
Vegeta placed his hand under Bulma's chin and raised her face to him so that her gaze once again met his dark eyes. "Focus woman, think of something. I know you can think of something." Vegeta said with more caring in his voice than he had meant to allow himself to convey. Vegeta could see that something had begun to click in the woman's mind, she had finally focused. Vegeta stared into Bulma's eyes and her mind started to quickly formulate new ideas and plans. She soon allowed a smile to grace her face as she decided on a plan that would hopefully conclude in their survival. "I've got it." Was all Bulma said to Vegeta before she ran down the corridor towards the control room.
Vegeta walked to the control room, he did not run. He felt no need to run, he had complete confidence in the woman's plan, whatever it was. Although he was usually reluctant to admit it, he knew that Bulma was brilliant. He had complete faith in her mental capabilities. The only times she was not up to her usual genius standard was when her emotions hindered the strength of her mind. Vegeta smiled lightly to himself as he thought of Bulma. 'That silly woman's emotions change so quickly, no wonder that weakling Yamcha couldn't handle her.'
Vegeta's mind was brought back to the emergency at hand upon arriving in the control room. He watched as the blue-haired woman feverishly tried to override the navigational system's autopilot mode. Vegeta approached the command console where Bulma was vehemently typing at a speed that bordered on crazy. He could hear the little earthling lightly talking to herself as the speed of her moving fingers increased. Suddenly, the red emergency lights stopped flashing and the cheery computer's voice addressed the two passengers. "Autopilot mode override. Manuel navigational system now active. The ship will be entering unknown planet's second atmosphere in 30 seconds. Impact with the surface will take place in approximately 3 minutes. Thank you for choosing Capsule Corp space travel, have a nice day."
Bulma allowed herself no celebration for her small victory. Now that she had overridden the navigational autopilot mode she was going to have to use the manual controls to somehow slow the spaceship down and lighten the impact of the crash landing. Bulma briefly noticed Vegeta beside her at the controls closely monitoring her actions. "I can't focus with you standing there watching me! You're a smart monkey, use the information bank in the main computer to see if you can get me any information on the planet we're about to crash into. It's really important for you ton find out what it's surface and terrain is like."
Vegeta's tail bristled at Bulma's monkey comment but he resisted the urge to snap back at the blue-haired female with a combative insult. It was obvious that this was not the time to engage the feisty woman in a verbal battle, 'I'll just have to get her back for that little outburst later.' He knew Bulma needed to concentrate fully in order for her plan to work. Though Vegeta would undoubtedly survive a crash-landing he knew it was unlikely that a weak earthling would make it through alive. But even if the little earthlings plan fell through Vegeta had a plan of his own, he wasn't going to let a silly crash take her away. He wasn't going to allow anything to take her away.
Vegeta then approached the main computer's console warily, though he was an extremely intelligent Saiyan he usually stayed away from complicated human technology. Due to lack of patience, any human device that had more that 20 buttons or knobs on it was likely to blow up when handled by Vegeta. He cautiously began to search the computers information bank for any data on the planet they would soon collide with. Vegeta raised an intrigued eyebrow as he guided easily through the vast amounts of stored information searching for planets with the same stats as the planet the ship was looming towards. 'I really am a smart monkey. Shit, I did not just think that. Damn that woman!'
Bulma worked quickly and soon was able to direct the basic ship navigational functions through her manipulation of the navigation console controls. Bulma's eyes traveled to the large vid screen in front of the navigational console, she could see the planet they were approaching through the large display. The entire planet was a lush burgundy color, Bulma's heart sank when she assumed that the surface of such a planet would be composed of jagged rocks and caverns that would be hazardous in the emergency landing. There was very little she could do to save the ship from destruction if the planet had that type of surface.
"The planet is relatively small in size and is full of insignificant weaklings of the worst kind. They are puny simpletons that wouldn't know a fight if it bit them in the ass. The planet is covered in a thick canopy of dark purple foliage, it's probably dense enough to hamper the crash." Vegeta barked as he crossed his arms and took that infamously sexy stance of his. He watched as a relieved look washed over Bulma's face, but as soon as it had appeared the look disappeared. Bulma once again focused on the controls and feverishly began to type commands into the navigational console.
Vegeta watched the planet as the ship approached it's surface. There was only about a minute left before they would hit the surface. He tried his best to suppress the worry that was beginning to build in the pit of his stomach. It was still doubtful that the ship would remain unharmed, and that meant that there was still a high possibility of the woman getting seriously injured. It was time for Vegeta to execute his own plan, even if it was just to be safe. The agitated Saiyan stalked towards the woman working vehemently at the navigational console. Vegeta's tail was thrashing violently as he once again took his place standing beside Bulma.
Bulma had managed to dramatically slow down the speed of the moving spaceship. Now all she had to do was aim the ships crash in an area where the damage would be the least. Bulma scanned the vid screen for the most dense area of foliage on the surface, she immediately focused in on the large swell of plant life in the northern region of the planet. Bulma plugged in the final coordinates for that area and silently prayed to Kami to watch over them. She then noticed Vegeta standing closely beside her. He was watching her intently and she suddenly felt safe and protected.
"Impact with surface in approximately 20 seconds. Emergency landing protocols activated. Thank you for choosing Capsule Corp space travel and have a nice landing." The computer's obnoxiously cheery voice reminded them. Bulma looked up at Vegeta's stern expression, it was hard to decipher but she swore she could see a little bit of concern buried deep in his eyes.
"I've done all I can Vegeta, now it's out of my hands." Bulma's gaze slipped from the Saiyan's dark eyes as she tried to fight the sense of dread that was beginning to wash over her. The situation was now out of her control, now the rest was up to luck.
"But it's not out of my hands woman." Vegeta said gruffly as the ship began to rumble ferociously. He noticed Bulma's azure eyes were full of fear as they stared at him questioningly. Vegeta encircled his arms around the small female and gently pulled her close. She let out a slight gasp as he pulled her body against his firm frame.
Bulma could feel a warm force begin to surround her. Bulma realized that the golden energy was radiating from Vegeta, he was surrounding the both of them in his ki. Looking into his face she could now clearly see the concern in Vegeta's eyes. Bulma had never felt more safe than she did that moment in his embrace under his protective gaze. Bulma allowed her arms to surround Vegeta's neck and she leant her cheek against his chest. The ship's ferocious rumble suddenly turned into violent thrashing. Bulma closed her eyes tightly and tightened her grip on the strong prince. In response, Vegeta tightened his grip on the female and raised his power level to increase the strength of his ki shield.
"Crash-landing in 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . ." But the computers voice what shut off before it could reach two. The entire ship blacked out so that the only light in the entire spacecraft was the golden glow given off by Vegeta.
***To Be Continued***
AN: Sorry guys, I know that was a super-duper evil place to leave off but that will hopefully make you wanna read the next chapter real bad! (Well, I can always hope!) I wanna ask you guys something, have you guys heard that twentienth century fox and funimation are teaming up with Akira Toriyamato make a live action DBZ movie?!?! I don't really know what to think yet, one thing I do know though -If they mess up Vegeta I'm gonna go seriously postal on their asses. Anyways, I'm still wonderin how they're gonna pull off the hair. A poll taken at the official DBZ site said that people want Jet Li to play Goku. Hmmm, interesting. Someone suggested Donnie Yen for Vegeta, so I looked him up. He's got potential (along with washboard ab O_~ Teehee). But I was just wondering what u guys were thinking. Email me if you wanna discuss it, I need a new DBZ email buddy. Just send me a quick email at xerexs2001@hotmail.com if you wanna chat about the DBZ movie or any old thing. Oh yea, I almost forgot. I'm gonna be 16 August 7th! ^_^ All I want for my birthday are a good number of reviews. Please?!?! I promise to be a good girl and update soon if you do! Hehehe, alright thanks for reading. Later peeps.