TITLE: Chapter Seventeen - Interesting Information
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
PAIRINGS: B/V
WARNINGS: None
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. As I have mentioned, this is a story about B/V. There will be a bit on G/CC as well. If you don't like them, please don't read. And YES! Everyone is OOC (out of character) other than Vegeta. Like I said, this is an A/U. It is MY A/U. So if you don't like it, don't read it. If you have the time, please also read my partnered fic (partner is Kureeji) called Eyes in Dark Corners.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Magical Touch:
Vegeta lifted his hand slowly, pointing the ki ball straight at the woman. Two voices sprung up in his head (you know, the little devil and angel, always arguing in cartoons). One voice told him to do it and be rid of her forever. No more annoying visions, no more nightmares, no more her. The second voice, the not so loud voice, told him he shouldn't. "Do you really want to do kill her Vegeta? You know you'll just have even more nightmares if you do it. Do you really want to be rid of her?"
Vegeta stood, confused as to what to do. What did he want to do? Damn. He had never felt so confused, so indecisive, in his whole life.
*****
Vegeta shook his head, trying to understand the little woman in front of him. She had no ki, at least none to actually brag about, yet she dared to stand there in front of him and defy him. Many people who had ten times her power would have been on their knees, begging for their pathetic lives. Perhaps she was right, she really wasn't afraid of dying.
The two voices began to rage in his head. He shook violently as he pushed them both out of his head. Without understanding why, he moved his hand down and let the ki ball dissipate. I am going to spare her because of her courage, he thought to himself. He needed an excuse to explain to her why he had spared her. He would not tell her that she had courage. No, that would be too much for him to say such a thing. "Woman, I will spare your life as long as you tell me where you live and what it is like there."
Bulma opened her eyes, sighing contentedly to herself. He hadn't killed her afterall. She had sensed he wouldn't, but still, knowing he didn't was a big relief. "Where I live?"
"Yes woman. Must I repeat everything I say to you?"
"Hmm. Let me see. Where to begin. Alright, here goes. I live on a planet called Earth."
Vegeta cocked his head to the left. "Earth?" He had heard of this planet before. It had become a planet for refugees. "Isn't that the refugee planet? Isn't it filled with nothing but refugees?"
Bulma's eyes lit up with anger. Refugee planet? How dare he? Just because they helped those in need, it didn't mean there were nothing but refugees there. "There are many refugees Vegeta, but there are many more humans. That's what I am. What are you?"
Vegeta stared blankly at the woman. Why did she want to know? It was none of her business. Then again, why did he want to know about her planet? It wasn't important to him.
"I'm a Saiyan. The Prince of the Saiyans." He was surprised at his own answer. He had never answered anyones questions before, so why had he felt he had to answer her's?
"Saiyan? Really? So you must be like Kakkarot and Bardock than. Do you know them?"
Kakkarot? Bardock? Who the hell were they? Was it possible that there were other Saiyans alive? Of course it was possible. There just had to be others. He would have to find them. He was, afterall, their Prince.
"Hello? Anyone in there?" The woman was waving a puny hand in front of his face.
"What woman?"
Her face flushed red in anger. "My name is BULMA! Got it?"
He smirked. He liked seeing her face go red and her eyes narrow. It made her look...he couldn't explain it. "Well woman, tell me what your world is like."
Bulma rolled her eyes, feeling that trying to get him to call her by her name was useless. He just wouldn't listen. "Earth is a beautiful place. It is very similar to this place here." She waved her hand around her. Vegeta knew that she meant what she saw, not what he saw. He couldn't believe that such a beautiful place existed.
"Hmph, it must be an ugly place than." He couldn't help but taunt her.
She smiled at him. "Yeah right Vegeta. I know you think it's beautiful."
"Crazy woman. Don't act as if you can read my mind." She hadn't addressed him as 'Prince Vegeta, just Vegeta, but it didn't bother him, so he didn't do anything about it.
"Whatever you say. Hey!" She pointed excitedly to her right. "Look Vegeta! Aren't they so cute?"
Vegeta looked, but could see nothing. "Hmph." He turned away, annoyed that he couldn't see anything.
Refusing to let him shrug it off, Bulma grabbed onto his shoulder to turn him around. She thought it was unbelievably cute and didn't want anyone else around, in this case Vegeta, to miss the sight. Vegeta felt the tingle run through his body and his world once again filled up with color and life. Her hand tugged at him furiously, though not doing much to the Prince. Slowly, he turned around.
Hmph. He didn't think it was all that cute. It was just two ducks, swimming in a pond, milling about.
"Awww! Aren't they cute Vegeta?"
"Not really woman. What is so cute about them?" Vegeta was surprised with himself. Never, since Lisa, had be actually had a prolonged conversation with someone. Usually he just blew them up. For some reason, he didn't have even the slightest want or need to blow up this woman in front of him. It's her courage, he thought furiously to himself. You just respect her for her courage.
The woman's voice broke through his thoughts. "Come on, let's get a closer look!"
Vegeta felt her tug on his arm, again, not really having the power to pull him. Instead, he moved his feet, another surprise to the Prince, and followed her. He murmured dire threats under his breath, threats that a small part of him knew he would never carry out.
Bulma blushed, aware that she was holding a man's hand, but she wouldn't let go. For some reason, it seemed as if this Saiyan couldn't see what she saw unless she held onto him. She smiled, keeping her face forward so that he wouldn't see her smile. Perhaps that was just a cover up. Maybe he just wanted to hold her hand. Yeah right Bulma, her mind said to her, it's you who wants to hold his hand. She blushed slightly at the thought.
There was something about this Saiyan, other than his eyes and his body, that intrigued her. There was something about him that seemed very mysterious. It seemed as if he was hiding something from the rest of the universe, afraid to open up. This was what she found so interesting about him. She wanted everyone she knew to trust her, to be able to open up to her. She felt the want to help others around her. This Saiyan was no different, Prince or not.
They arrived at the edge of the pond. Bulma knelt down onto her knees and smiled at the two ducks who were swimming around, oblivious to everything else. "Vegeta, isn't that cute? Look, that duck is looking for food for the other duck!"
"Hmph. Who would want to spend their time looking for food for someone else? That is like being a slave."
The woman got up and looked him in the eyes. She sighed exasperated. "It's because they love each other. Don't you know anything?"
"Love?" What a strange word. Vegeta hadn't heard of it before. What did it mean?
The woman's mouth almost hit the ground. "You don't know what love is?" Poor guy, she thought to herself. No wonder he seemed so cold. He had never heard of the word love and she doubted he had ever felt it. "Love is a feeling. It's when you care about someone a lot, even more than you care about your friends."
"Friends?" This woman knew so many foreign words, probably all from her planet. Vegeta was beginning to grow frustrated. He didn't like not knowing things, and all these new words were certainly things he didn't know about. He ripped his hand away from her's, anger on the rise.
"You've never had friends before?"
His world shrouded into darkness again as he lost her touch. He quickly turned away, arms crossing over his chest in his regular pose. "What the hell are friends and what is the use of them?! I don't need anyone or anything. All I need is myself and my fighting abilities."
Bulma looked at Vegeta's back. He was well toned. His muscles could be seen rippling through his clothes. No Bulma! This is not the time to be thinking like that, she lectured herself. "Vegeta, that's not true. Sometimes you need people to be there for you, to listen to your problems, to help you out. Everyone does."
"No! You're wrong! I don't need anyone!"
It was obvious that Bulma had struck a sensitive cord with Vegeta. He had stopped believing that he needed people there for him after Lisa's death. He had forced himself to believe that nothing was important other than being the strongest warrior in the universe. Now, this woman was trying to make him think otherwise.
Bulma was about to say something when she felt a tingling sensation, telling her that she was going to be brought out of her vision soon. She faught it. She didn't want to go just yet. Vegeta could feel it as well, but he welcomed it. He didn't want to have this argument. He was afraid she might convince him that he did need someone.
In a matter of seconds, both had returned to their respective bodies.
*****
Vegeta stirred awake for the first time since his fight with Beta. He looked around feeling confused at first. Realization set in as his mind raced him back to reality. He took a deep breath. If there were Saiyans left, he would go and find them. His fingers darted across the control panel as he set in his destination. Seconds later, his pod shot out from behind it's hiding spot. He closed his eyes as he let the gases from the pod work their magic. The woman was wrong, he didn't need anyone to be there for him. He only needed himself, his fighting abilities and his loyal subjects. A smirk crossed his face. Yes, it was time for him to pay the Earth a visit.
SPECIAL NOTE: YEAH! Another chapter dedicated completely to B/V. So, Vegeta is going to Earth. A lot of people were asking when/if Vegeta would get to Earth. It should be soon. If not the next chapter, than the one after it. Hmm...wonder what Beta is up to. What is his role now? Hmm...
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
PAIRINGS: B/V
WARNINGS: None
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. As I have mentioned, this is a story about B/V. There will be a bit on G/CC as well. If you don't like them, please don't read. And YES! Everyone is OOC (out of character) other than Vegeta. Like I said, this is an A/U. It is MY A/U. So if you don't like it, don't read it. If you have the time, please also read my partnered fic (partner is Kureeji) called Eyes in Dark Corners.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Magical Touch:
Vegeta lifted his hand slowly, pointing the ki ball straight at the woman. Two voices sprung up in his head (you know, the little devil and angel, always arguing in cartoons). One voice told him to do it and be rid of her forever. No more annoying visions, no more nightmares, no more her. The second voice, the not so loud voice, told him he shouldn't. "Do you really want to do kill her Vegeta? You know you'll just have even more nightmares if you do it. Do you really want to be rid of her?"
Vegeta stood, confused as to what to do. What did he want to do? Damn. He had never felt so confused, so indecisive, in his whole life.
*****
Vegeta shook his head, trying to understand the little woman in front of him. She had no ki, at least none to actually brag about, yet she dared to stand there in front of him and defy him. Many people who had ten times her power would have been on their knees, begging for their pathetic lives. Perhaps she was right, she really wasn't afraid of dying.
The two voices began to rage in his head. He shook violently as he pushed them both out of his head. Without understanding why, he moved his hand down and let the ki ball dissipate. I am going to spare her because of her courage, he thought to himself. He needed an excuse to explain to her why he had spared her. He would not tell her that she had courage. No, that would be too much for him to say such a thing. "Woman, I will spare your life as long as you tell me where you live and what it is like there."
Bulma opened her eyes, sighing contentedly to herself. He hadn't killed her afterall. She had sensed he wouldn't, but still, knowing he didn't was a big relief. "Where I live?"
"Yes woman. Must I repeat everything I say to you?"
"Hmm. Let me see. Where to begin. Alright, here goes. I live on a planet called Earth."
Vegeta cocked his head to the left. "Earth?" He had heard of this planet before. It had become a planet for refugees. "Isn't that the refugee planet? Isn't it filled with nothing but refugees?"
Bulma's eyes lit up with anger. Refugee planet? How dare he? Just because they helped those in need, it didn't mean there were nothing but refugees there. "There are many refugees Vegeta, but there are many more humans. That's what I am. What are you?"
Vegeta stared blankly at the woman. Why did she want to know? It was none of her business. Then again, why did he want to know about her planet? It wasn't important to him.
"I'm a Saiyan. The Prince of the Saiyans." He was surprised at his own answer. He had never answered anyones questions before, so why had he felt he had to answer her's?
"Saiyan? Really? So you must be like Kakkarot and Bardock than. Do you know them?"
Kakkarot? Bardock? Who the hell were they? Was it possible that there were other Saiyans alive? Of course it was possible. There just had to be others. He would have to find them. He was, afterall, their Prince.
"Hello? Anyone in there?" The woman was waving a puny hand in front of his face.
"What woman?"
Her face flushed red in anger. "My name is BULMA! Got it?"
He smirked. He liked seeing her face go red and her eyes narrow. It made her look...he couldn't explain it. "Well woman, tell me what your world is like."
Bulma rolled her eyes, feeling that trying to get him to call her by her name was useless. He just wouldn't listen. "Earth is a beautiful place. It is very similar to this place here." She waved her hand around her. Vegeta knew that she meant what she saw, not what he saw. He couldn't believe that such a beautiful place existed.
"Hmph, it must be an ugly place than." He couldn't help but taunt her.
She smiled at him. "Yeah right Vegeta. I know you think it's beautiful."
"Crazy woman. Don't act as if you can read my mind." She hadn't addressed him as 'Prince Vegeta, just Vegeta, but it didn't bother him, so he didn't do anything about it.
"Whatever you say. Hey!" She pointed excitedly to her right. "Look Vegeta! Aren't they so cute?"
Vegeta looked, but could see nothing. "Hmph." He turned away, annoyed that he couldn't see anything.
Refusing to let him shrug it off, Bulma grabbed onto his shoulder to turn him around. She thought it was unbelievably cute and didn't want anyone else around, in this case Vegeta, to miss the sight. Vegeta felt the tingle run through his body and his world once again filled up with color and life. Her hand tugged at him furiously, though not doing much to the Prince. Slowly, he turned around.
Hmph. He didn't think it was all that cute. It was just two ducks, swimming in a pond, milling about.
"Awww! Aren't they cute Vegeta?"
"Not really woman. What is so cute about them?" Vegeta was surprised with himself. Never, since Lisa, had be actually had a prolonged conversation with someone. Usually he just blew them up. For some reason, he didn't have even the slightest want or need to blow up this woman in front of him. It's her courage, he thought furiously to himself. You just respect her for her courage.
The woman's voice broke through his thoughts. "Come on, let's get a closer look!"
Vegeta felt her tug on his arm, again, not really having the power to pull him. Instead, he moved his feet, another surprise to the Prince, and followed her. He murmured dire threats under his breath, threats that a small part of him knew he would never carry out.
Bulma blushed, aware that she was holding a man's hand, but she wouldn't let go. For some reason, it seemed as if this Saiyan couldn't see what she saw unless she held onto him. She smiled, keeping her face forward so that he wouldn't see her smile. Perhaps that was just a cover up. Maybe he just wanted to hold her hand. Yeah right Bulma, her mind said to her, it's you who wants to hold his hand. She blushed slightly at the thought.
There was something about this Saiyan, other than his eyes and his body, that intrigued her. There was something about him that seemed very mysterious. It seemed as if he was hiding something from the rest of the universe, afraid to open up. This was what she found so interesting about him. She wanted everyone she knew to trust her, to be able to open up to her. She felt the want to help others around her. This Saiyan was no different, Prince or not.
They arrived at the edge of the pond. Bulma knelt down onto her knees and smiled at the two ducks who were swimming around, oblivious to everything else. "Vegeta, isn't that cute? Look, that duck is looking for food for the other duck!"
"Hmph. Who would want to spend their time looking for food for someone else? That is like being a slave."
The woman got up and looked him in the eyes. She sighed exasperated. "It's because they love each other. Don't you know anything?"
"Love?" What a strange word. Vegeta hadn't heard of it before. What did it mean?
The woman's mouth almost hit the ground. "You don't know what love is?" Poor guy, she thought to herself. No wonder he seemed so cold. He had never heard of the word love and she doubted he had ever felt it. "Love is a feeling. It's when you care about someone a lot, even more than you care about your friends."
"Friends?" This woman knew so many foreign words, probably all from her planet. Vegeta was beginning to grow frustrated. He didn't like not knowing things, and all these new words were certainly things he didn't know about. He ripped his hand away from her's, anger on the rise.
"You've never had friends before?"
His world shrouded into darkness again as he lost her touch. He quickly turned away, arms crossing over his chest in his regular pose. "What the hell are friends and what is the use of them?! I don't need anyone or anything. All I need is myself and my fighting abilities."
Bulma looked at Vegeta's back. He was well toned. His muscles could be seen rippling through his clothes. No Bulma! This is not the time to be thinking like that, she lectured herself. "Vegeta, that's not true. Sometimes you need people to be there for you, to listen to your problems, to help you out. Everyone does."
"No! You're wrong! I don't need anyone!"
It was obvious that Bulma had struck a sensitive cord with Vegeta. He had stopped believing that he needed people there for him after Lisa's death. He had forced himself to believe that nothing was important other than being the strongest warrior in the universe. Now, this woman was trying to make him think otherwise.
Bulma was about to say something when she felt a tingling sensation, telling her that she was going to be brought out of her vision soon. She faught it. She didn't want to go just yet. Vegeta could feel it as well, but he welcomed it. He didn't want to have this argument. He was afraid she might convince him that he did need someone.
In a matter of seconds, both had returned to their respective bodies.
*****
Vegeta stirred awake for the first time since his fight with Beta. He looked around feeling confused at first. Realization set in as his mind raced him back to reality. He took a deep breath. If there were Saiyans left, he would go and find them. His fingers darted across the control panel as he set in his destination. Seconds later, his pod shot out from behind it's hiding spot. He closed his eyes as he let the gases from the pod work their magic. The woman was wrong, he didn't need anyone to be there for him. He only needed himself, his fighting abilities and his loyal subjects. A smirk crossed his face. Yes, it was time for him to pay the Earth a visit.
SPECIAL NOTE: YEAH! Another chapter dedicated completely to B/V. So, Vegeta is going to Earth. A lot of people were asking when/if Vegeta would get to Earth. It should be soon. If not the next chapter, than the one after it. Hmm...wonder what Beta is up to. What is his role now? Hmm...