Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I
do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this
story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
Chapter Five; Never Loved Before Tonight
Prince Vegeta found himself restless, unabe to sleep. Something was being blocked out of his mind, and he didn't want to know what it was. Yet he couldn't block it anymore.
A very un-saiya-jin emotion was creeping it's way inside his head. He couldn't describe it with a saiya-jin word, but knew somewhere deep within him what it meant. It meant that he relied on another person. It meant that the independent prince not only needed but *wanted* someone else in his life. It was a caring, a concideration, a ...love!...No!!!
He knew that he had ben beaten. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. He crept out of his room, and silently flew down the hall. He reached the main doorway out of the elite quarters, and flew toward the last place he had seen her, both hoping and dreadding with all his heart that she would still be there.
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Bulma found herself typing a data report that wasn't even needed, too restless to sleep, and not wanting to know the reason why. She had Yamcha back home, she reminded herself, and as much as she hated to admit it, she still loved him. Plus, Yamcha had black eyes too. Wait! What was she thinking, she couldn't betray him, and she couldn't love *him*.
Oh, who was she kidding?! She walked outside, knowing who she would find.
"Bulma, was it?", she heard the dark figure say.
"Yes, Vegeta. You remembered."
"How could I forget." He walked closer, so she could make out his every detail. "I'll answer that. I couldn't. I could never forget anything about you."
"Ditto(some pokemon for belli-fille)."
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At that moment, all mental bariers were broken. Thier minds fused. Every emotion was felt simotaniously by both prince and the unoficail princess.
"You are the most exotic thing I've ever seen...no, the most beautiful.", the prince said, "I have never had emotions before today. Every emotion I have ever felt, every feelling I have ever had was for you. You are all I have ever felt, all I have ever loved."
"You *are* different. I love you too, Vegeta! I've never truely loved before now either. I just didn't realize it until I met you. I'll never love anyone else again!"
"I wasn't different before. I was the most Saiya-jin of them all, but you changed me. With one look into those blue eyes I was changed forever."
She jumped at him, and embraced him. He hugged her gently in return, not getting close to hurting her with his unbelievable strength. 'If only I could freeze time', they thought as one.
An explosion could be heard. They turned, and saw Freiza. Bulma knew him too, because she knew all that Vegeta knew. For the first time, Vegeta truely feared death. He feared never seeing his love again, or worse; living on without her! Bulma had the same fear of living without him.
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"So, Vegeta", Freiza said mockingky, "I have finnally found your weakness.
"No. Please, no!"He felt his love being pulled from his arms. He tried to hold on, but knew that if he held on much longer, he would tear off her arms and legs. He watched her lifting into the air. "Please, Lord Freiza, I'll do anything!!!"
"Despite the fact that I would have a lot of fun playing with that little deal, I would have much more fun seeing you get through this. That is, if you can."
"Help me, Vegeta! Help!!!"
"I'm sorry, my love, Im so sorry.", Vegeta said.
A look of trust was on Bulma's face. She knew that he could do nothing now, but that he *would* avenge her. He watched as she became nothing but a gray vapor residue of her physical form, but not before letting out one more terrified scream. It was the first scream he had ever cared about. It's pitch swept a chill across Vegeta's already cold heart.
He couldn't take it. He had planned on not dying now, and fighting Bulma's killer when he had a chance, but he simply couldn't contain his emotions. He felt a tear run down he face. He turned to Freiza, and charged.
"Die, Freiza!!!!", he yelled, as he flew toward the one he hated, in an attempt to finish him off once and for all. He felt a punch on his side that broke his arm, and ribs alike. He plummetted to the ground. His only thought was, 'please, let me die'. He didn't feel his life ending.
"Zarbon.", he heard his enemy say, "Get him to a regeneration tank."
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Vegeta woke up on the floor in Freiza's office. His ribs weren't broken, but his tail hurt. His eyes were slightly moist, but he wasn't crying.
"My prince,", said Raddits, "are you alright? Freiza grabbed your tail, and you blacked out."
Vegeta suddenly began to remember the meeting with Freiza. He made some sort of snappy comeback to Freiza's insults. Then Freiza grabbed his tail. It had all been a dream. He smiled, knowing that she was still alive, but frowned as he relized that he would never do such a thing in real life. He would never have her....'Stop!', he told himself, as he began the well- practiced process of blocking the dream, and all of the 'feellings' out of his mind.
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Bulma awoke laying on top of her keyboard. She was still alive, but how. Her love, Vegeta, was unable to save her life...'No.'...she told herself, It had all been just a dream, something thought up by her imagination. Yamcha was the one she loved. Although her feellings for Yamcha seemed like nothing when compared to the things she felt in the last second of her dream-life. Yes, she had never felt more love than she did for Vegeta when he shed a single tear to say goodbye...
Chapter Five; Never Loved Before Tonight
Prince Vegeta found himself restless, unabe to sleep. Something was being blocked out of his mind, and he didn't want to know what it was. Yet he couldn't block it anymore.
A very un-saiya-jin emotion was creeping it's way inside his head. He couldn't describe it with a saiya-jin word, but knew somewhere deep within him what it meant. It meant that he relied on another person. It meant that the independent prince not only needed but *wanted* someone else in his life. It was a caring, a concideration, a ...love!...No!!!
He knew that he had ben beaten. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. He crept out of his room, and silently flew down the hall. He reached the main doorway out of the elite quarters, and flew toward the last place he had seen her, both hoping and dreadding with all his heart that she would still be there.
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Bulma found herself typing a data report that wasn't even needed, too restless to sleep, and not wanting to know the reason why. She had Yamcha back home, she reminded herself, and as much as she hated to admit it, she still loved him. Plus, Yamcha had black eyes too. Wait! What was she thinking, she couldn't betray him, and she couldn't love *him*.
Oh, who was she kidding?! She walked outside, knowing who she would find.
"Bulma, was it?", she heard the dark figure say.
"Yes, Vegeta. You remembered."
"How could I forget." He walked closer, so she could make out his every detail. "I'll answer that. I couldn't. I could never forget anything about you."
"Ditto(some pokemon for belli-fille)."
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At that moment, all mental bariers were broken. Thier minds fused. Every emotion was felt simotaniously by both prince and the unoficail princess.
"You are the most exotic thing I've ever seen...no, the most beautiful.", the prince said, "I have never had emotions before today. Every emotion I have ever felt, every feelling I have ever had was for you. You are all I have ever felt, all I have ever loved."
"You *are* different. I love you too, Vegeta! I've never truely loved before now either. I just didn't realize it until I met you. I'll never love anyone else again!"
"I wasn't different before. I was the most Saiya-jin of them all, but you changed me. With one look into those blue eyes I was changed forever."
She jumped at him, and embraced him. He hugged her gently in return, not getting close to hurting her with his unbelievable strength. 'If only I could freeze time', they thought as one.
An explosion could be heard. They turned, and saw Freiza. Bulma knew him too, because she knew all that Vegeta knew. For the first time, Vegeta truely feared death. He feared never seeing his love again, or worse; living on without her! Bulma had the same fear of living without him.
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"So, Vegeta", Freiza said mockingky, "I have finnally found your weakness.
"No. Please, no!"He felt his love being pulled from his arms. He tried to hold on, but knew that if he held on much longer, he would tear off her arms and legs. He watched her lifting into the air. "Please, Lord Freiza, I'll do anything!!!"
"Despite the fact that I would have a lot of fun playing with that little deal, I would have much more fun seeing you get through this. That is, if you can."
"Help me, Vegeta! Help!!!"
"I'm sorry, my love, Im so sorry.", Vegeta said.
A look of trust was on Bulma's face. She knew that he could do nothing now, but that he *would* avenge her. He watched as she became nothing but a gray vapor residue of her physical form, but not before letting out one more terrified scream. It was the first scream he had ever cared about. It's pitch swept a chill across Vegeta's already cold heart.
He couldn't take it. He had planned on not dying now, and fighting Bulma's killer when he had a chance, but he simply couldn't contain his emotions. He felt a tear run down he face. He turned to Freiza, and charged.
"Die, Freiza!!!!", he yelled, as he flew toward the one he hated, in an attempt to finish him off once and for all. He felt a punch on his side that broke his arm, and ribs alike. He plummetted to the ground. His only thought was, 'please, let me die'. He didn't feel his life ending.
"Zarbon.", he heard his enemy say, "Get him to a regeneration tank."
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Vegeta woke up on the floor in Freiza's office. His ribs weren't broken, but his tail hurt. His eyes were slightly moist, but he wasn't crying.
"My prince,", said Raddits, "are you alright? Freiza grabbed your tail, and you blacked out."
Vegeta suddenly began to remember the meeting with Freiza. He made some sort of snappy comeback to Freiza's insults. Then Freiza grabbed his tail. It had all been a dream. He smiled, knowing that she was still alive, but frowned as he relized that he would never do such a thing in real life. He would never have her....'Stop!', he told himself, as he began the well- practiced process of blocking the dream, and all of the 'feellings' out of his mind.
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Bulma awoke laying on top of her keyboard. She was still alive, but how. Her love, Vegeta, was unable to save her life...'No.'...she told herself, It had all been just a dream, something thought up by her imagination. Yamcha was the one she loved. Although her feellings for Yamcha seemed like nothing when compared to the things she felt in the last second of her dream-life. Yes, she had never felt more love than she did for Vegeta when he shed a single tear to say goodbye...