WHERE ARE YOU

WHERE ARE YOU???

CHAPTER TWO

Disclaimer: If you don't already know I don't own them, go look at the Prologue.

Vegeta entered his spaceship, with Bulma swung over his shoulder, smacked her on the floor and quickly set the coordinates for Freeza's main ship. He sighed. This was going to be a very long trip, with the screaming woman aboard. He almost regretted taking her with him, he actually had only done it to torture the baldy, to let the last thing he saw before he died be something bad happening to his mate. And of course, Vegeta had to admit that the woman was beautiful, and since he needed a new personal slave anyway, why not have a pretty one. It also was kinda fun that she had such a loud mouth. The only thing she missed was proper respect for him. But he would scare her so much, that she would cower before him, and all would be settled.

Bulma lied on the ground rubbing her sore behind, when she noticed the doors slowly closing. She realized what was happening, that Vegeta had meant it when he said he would take her with him, as his personal slave. And that she would be taken into space with him. Shocked as she was, she knew exactly what to do: she jumped off the ground and made a run for the doors. If she was fast enough, she might just make it. But she hadn't counted on Vegeta's superior speed. Just at the moment she jumped for the doors, she found her way blocked by Vegeta, who grabbed her, and held her until the doors were totally closed. Now, she could escape no more, so it was safe to let her go. With a deafening noise the spaceship took off, and Bulma fell down by the force they excited the atmosphere with.

As soon as things had calmed down a bit, Vegeta took a seat, and started sending a message to home base, that his mission had been completed easily.

"This is Prince Vegeta calling home base, is anyone there? Hello? Answer me!!"

"Yes prince Vegeta, this is Lettucas speaking. Do you have any news?"

"Yes," Vegeta answered, not even caring whom he was talking to, "I have rid the planet of all it's fighters, as ordered, and am on my way back to base now. I will be arriving in two weeks precisely."

"Yes my prince," the man who was apparently a Saiyan answered. "Master Freeza ordered to ask you how many slaves you took with you, what their powerlevels, ages and genders are. Could you please inform me of that?" Vegeta grunted. What does the old fool care? He's just being inquisitive "I have taken only one slave with me, powerlevel: 8, age…..Hey woman! What's your age?" Bulma didn't answer, she just sniffed and said nothing. Vegeta shrugged. "Fine! Age: around 30…"

"Hey!" Bulma yelled. "I'm 19! I'm not that old!" Vegeta just smirked. "Age: nineteen, gender: female. Is this all you need to know?….. Right. I'll contact home base again later."

In the meanwhile, Bulma just laid there on the ground, thinking if she ever had felt more miserable in her life. She came to the conclusion that this was definitely the worst she had felt in years. Her whole body hurt, and her stupid attempt to escape had failed miserably. And that's only the least, what is even worse, is that I'm trapped in a stupid spaceship with a stupid alien prince, who thinks I'm just going to bow down to him and clean his boots! No way! What arrogance! Who does he think he is! I am as a matter of fact the richest girl in the world! The next president of Capsule Corp. and the most beautiful girl in the world too. Humph! I'm not going to be his humble servant just because he wants me to be! "Hey! Prince of Dorks!" she yelled to Vegeta "If you want me to be your stupid slave, just try and make me!" In less than a second Vegeta was in front of her, pinning her against the wall. "Now, you puny human, listen carefully, I am going to say this only once: You have two choices. You can chose to be impudent and not obey me, and suffer a horrible agonizing death, or even better, a horrible agonizing short life. Or you can chose to bow down to me, have proper respect for me and do as I say, and your life will be a little better than that." Bulma thought about if and eventually asked: "What do you mean with horrible agonizing life?" Vegeta smirked "Well, let me put it this way. I could do three things to you. Firstly I could send you to the whores house, which will surely be agonizing. Secondly I could send you to Nappa, as a gift, but then you wouldn't survive one night. Thirdly I could sell you at the slaves market. I think you would be worth quite a bit." Bulma shuddered at the mere thought. I don't know who this Nappa is, but if I wouldn't survive one night, I can imagine what he's like. Being a whore in an alien home base wouldn't be too attractive either and who knows what I'll end up to be when I'm sold at a slaves market? No, I guess I'll just show a little respect… for now…. "Okay, you win. But don't think I like it! Now, what should I call you? Veggie?" Vegeta growled lowly at this. Bulma shuddered Note to self: Don't call him Veggie and gulped nervously. "You will call me Prince Vegeta!" I think that will settle for the bitch for now "Now start cleaning my boots and armor while I take a bath! There are some rags in the closet over there."

Bulma nodded, grabbed a rag from the closet and started cleaning. This is so humiliating! Me, the future president of CC, cleaning some aliens boots! ARG! But I can't do much about it now, so I'll just settle with it. But you, Prince Vegeta, just wait and see…

Vegeta went to the bathroom, started the water, undressed and slowly lowered himself into the bath. Ahhh, that feels good. I must have been more beaten up than I thought. A regeneration tank wouldn't be bad now, but who knows what the woman would do while I was in there. I'll just settle for a good night's rest after dinner. Vegeta stayed sitting in bath for half an hour, and then came out. The water was all bloody and dirty, so he took a brief shower before he redressed. As he came out he found that the woman still wasn't done cleaning. She looked tired, but hell, what did he care! "You still aren't done yet woman? What's taking you so long? Any other servant would have been done long ago!" The woman looked up at him with a very sad and tired look on her face. "Well, I'm sorry, but this is the first time I did this, and it's really hard to clean this stuff with only water." She had used only water? Of course it took long without soap! It would've taken her hours! "You stupid woman! Why didn't you use some cleaning soap?"

"Well, how could I know what those tubes are? I can't read the darn things! What are those letters, Arabian or so?" Vegeta mentally slapped himself. Oh, of course, they were written in Saiyan! How could she know? Vegeta walked to the closet and took some cleaning stuff for armor out of it. "Here woman, this should do it. You go clean my armor and after that I'll get you some dinner." With this he walked out and left Bulma alone to go on with the cleaning.

Bulma didn't know how to feel. She should feel mad, because Vegeta had let her try to clean his damned armor for half an hour using only water, while there was soap. Yes, she was mad about that. But on the other hand, maybe he didn't realize, he did look kind of guilty… She didn't know. But why did she care. She was only a servant; Vegeta couldn't care less about her. But then again, if he didn't care, then why had he taken her with him in the first place? This was all so confusing!

After Vegeta had had his meal, what had taken him again, half an hour, he figured that the woman would be done cleaning by now, so he piled two plates with food, and took them to her. As he came in she just put the last rags back in the closet, and looked, if possible, even more tired. When she saw the food she brightened a bit. "Oh, thank you Vegeta! I mean Prince Vegeta. I was getting really hungry." Vegeta snorted. "It's okay woman, after eating you can go take a bath, or a shower, whatever. After that I will show you the bedroom." Bulma just nodded happily and started eating. Vegeta left and went to contact the base again, to make sure that his quarters would be applied to a servant with a low powerlevel when he got back. He then just sat by the window, staring at the stars and planets rapidly passing by.

Bulma ate, and then took a shower. It was great. The food was delicious, and very varied, and she felt really much better after the shower. She was glad that she at least had some capsules with clothes with her, and quickly changed into some fresh ones. She didn't know what to do next, so after she had cleaned her dishes and put her clothes back in the capsule, she decided to go find Vegeta. How big can this stupid ship be? She indeed found him very quickly. He was in the control room, where she had been before. She stared at him quietly for a while. He looked so relaxed, watching the stars. Not at all the stressed out arrogant Prince he pretended himself to be. She coughed to draw his attention.

He almost jumped. He hadn't sensed her ki, it was so low he hardly noticed it.

How long had she been standing there? He didn't know, but quickly regained his posture. "Well woman, are you tired? I think we should retire." Now it was Bulma's turn to be shocked. Did he say we? Do I have to sleep with him too? Oh, damned! I was hoping to get some rest! "What! Do I have to sleep with you?" She asked. Vegeta's intentions were also just to get some sleep, but there was only one bed, because slaves usually had to sleep on the floor. Hell, he thought since she is so tired, it won't matter that much to share. The bed is king-sized anyway. So he just nodded and took her to the bedroom. When Vegeta undressed, and ordered Bulma to do so too, she got a little scared, but he kept his boxers on, and made now objection when she went to bed in a huge T-shirt, so she figured he wasn't going to rape her or something. They would just go to sleep. So she relaxed a bit and lied down on her half of the bed. She heard Vegeta shift a little next to her, but he soon relaxed. Just before she drifted off to sleep, she heard Vegeta's voice "Hey woman, I'm just being curious: what's your name?" She smiled a little and moved closer to him.

"My name is Bulma."

"Well, good night then, Bulma."

"Good night, Vegeta."

And they both drifted off to sleep.

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One week later

Bulma sighed as she stared out the window. Everything was boring! The work was boring, Vegeta was unreadable, she had been with him for a week now, and still didn't know if he liked her or not, even the view was boring! Suddenly she felt an incredible force pulling at her. She screamed in fear for Vegeta, who came storming in and held her tightly, she wasn't pulled any further, because Vegeta was strong enough to keep holding her. When it was over she sobbed in his arms letting out all the fear bottled up inside her. He comforted her, and held her for a long time. Eventually she stopped crying, and Vegeta let go. "Thank you Vegeta, for saving me from that incredible force. I really…. I just…. Thank you!" She gave him a small kiss on the cheek. He just snorted and walked out of the room. It was then that realization hit her. It must have been the dragonballs! My friends tried to wish me back! Oh no! Well, I guess I'll just have to get used to living with Vegeta

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Five days later

Bulma heard a bleeping sound in the control room. She pressed some buttons at random and was lucky. A voice could be heard: "Prince Vegeta, is that you? Hello?" Bulma pressed a button and answered: "This is Bulma Briefs, can I help you?"

"Yes," the voice said, "could you please call Prince Vegeta, I have some sad news for him." Bulma shrugged "Sure, why not. Just wait a sec…. VEGETA! YOU'VE GOT A MESSAGE!" Vegeta came in and looked at Bulma disapprovingly for answering the call, and took the receiver. "Yes…. Yes…… Oh my god, who did it? Well, it's your job to find out! Just do it! I'll blast them all!!!!!" He ended the transmission. And his anger immediately turned into grief. He walked to the window, and stared out to the stars.

"Vegeta? What's wrong?" Bulma asked shocked.

"Nothing. Just go away!"

" But Vegeta, I…"

"NO! Go away!!"

"Vegeta, please…"

"Woman, this is the last time I'm warning you, GO AWAY!!!"

But Bulma still wasn't intimidated. She walked over to Vegeta, even though she didn't even know why. What the HELL am I doing? He'll blast me for sure!!. Bulma laid a comforting hand on Vegeta's shoulder. Vegeta swirled around and shouted once again: "WOMAN! LEAVE NOW!" Bulma stumbled back. Because of the force of his yelling, but also because she was shocked. Did…. were there tears in Vegeta's eyes? This made her even more determined to stay. She softly walked back to Vegeta and kissed the tears on his cheeks and eyes. "Vegeta, what happened?" Vegeta tried desperately to regain his posture, but failed. "It…. my mother… she has been assassinated. And my sister too….T-they don't know exactly who did it yet… I'LL KILL THEM ALL!!!" Bulma was filled with sorrow for Vegeta. How sad was it to hear that your mother and sister were assassinated, and that, while you were on a spaceship, and couldn't be there… Sure, she had seen her friends die at the hands of Vegeta, but in the back of her head she had always known that they could and would be wished back. Poor, poor Vegeta. Bulma felt an urging to comfort him; she knew how sad he felt. So she took his head in her hands, lifted it and kissed his eyes, he leaned into her, holding on to her for dear life. She then hugged him tightly saying: "Oh, Vegeta I'm so sorry for you…. I don't know what to say…. I…." Realization hit her Oh my god, did I just almost say I that I love him? Yes, it's true, I love Vegeta, he has always been so nice, he never raped me, and he's so sweet underneath his arrogance…. I do love Vegeta!. "Vegeta, I know this is a weird moment to say it but… I love you. I love you with all my heart." Vegeta said nothing. He just hugged her tighter. "I…I love you too, Bulma." And so they just stood there for what seemed like ages. Sad, and happy at the same time, because something sad had happened, but also something very happy. They had finally committed their love.

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Hours later, Vegeta lifted Bulma in his arms and took her to the room they had shared for almost two weeks. He lied her down on the bed and kissed her sweetly, with unbelievable tenderness. Bulma kissed back, eternally happy, that she had found her love at last. It wasn't Krillin, even though he had always been really sweet, and funny and loving. It was Vegeta. Her one true love. At that moment something strange happened. Inside her mind an enormous world opened, it hit her like a slap in the face. She felt Vegeta's shock about it too. She let it flood over her, and realized that it was Vegeta's mind. What is happening? I don't get it! "Vegeta I.." Vegeta hushed her. "Shhh, I already heard your thoughts. This means that we have bonded. We opened our minds for each other's. Now we can also read each other's thoughts, and communicate telepathically. It is one of the many signs of real true love. Although the telepathic communication can be done among all people caring for each other who try hard enough, the mind reading, and being able to see in each other's memories is something that happens very seldom. It confirms our deep love. You can now look at my memories, as well as I can see yours. But I strongly advise you not to look at my past. You're not ready for that yet." With that the amazing world closed, and Bulma almost cried at the loss. She tried to mentally force herself into Vegeta's mind again, and succeeded. Mercilessly she began to search for his memories his childhood, and was shocked with what she saw.

Flashback

Vegeta was only a little boy, and today was his fourth birthday. Even though Saiyans do not celebrate birthdays, Vegeta's alien babysitter promised to get him a present. Vegeta could hardly wait. What would she get him? Ah, there, the door opened. He screamed at what he saw. It were his father and Lord Freeza, and his father had in his right hand, a bloody package, and in his left hand the lifeless body of his babysitter. "What was the meaning of this, Vegeta?!" his father shouted to him. "Did you get this woman to do such worthless things? She told me that she was going to celebrate your birthday! What is that junk?!" Vegeta cringed at the anger in his fathers voice "No, father, the alien lady said that we should celebrate that I have become another year older, and that she would get me a gift." The king scowled. "Well, it is worthless. And we cannot have your servant teach you worthless things! From now on you will be living on Lord Freeza's ship, and he will raise you. Consider yourself honored." Vegeta shrunk even more. "Yes father. I am honored Master Freeza." He bowed for them and Freeza chuckled. His father threw the bloody gift on the ground and the servants body next to it. Then Freeza and the king left. As soon as they were gone, Vegeta crawled over to the lifeless body of his babysitter. "Cyar! Please wake up! Cyar!" His babysitter slowly opened her eyes. "V-vegeta, I'm sorry… I shouldn't have… tried this…..go see your mother before you leave….I love you…." She then became limp. "NO! Cyar! Don't die! NO!!" Vegeta cried, hot tears fell on the face of Cyar, his beloved babysitter.

When he had stopped crying he looked at the bloody gift and opened it. It was a teddybear, also soaked in blood. Cyars blood. "NOOOO!!" He took the bear and rolled up on his bed. Crying, not thinking this pain would ever end.

End Flashback

Flashback

Freeza looked down upon the little boy that kneeled before him. Vegeta was now 9 years old, and was reporting upon the purging of another planet. "I'm sorry it took us so long, Master Freeza, but the inhabitants were stronger than we thought they would be." Freeza chuckled "Wrong answer, Vegeta. You should just purge planets within the given time. But I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you live." Vegeta looked up hopefully. "Thank you, Master Freeza, with your permission, I will retire now" "Ah, ah, ah, no Vegeta, I only said I would let you live. I didn't say I would let you get away with this." With that he dematerialized, and rematerialized behind Vegeta. He hit him hard on the back and the helpless child fell to the floor. Freeza then placed his foot on Vegeta's head and began pressing. Vegeta could hardly breathe and felt his nose being crushed. Just before it broke, Freeza removed his foot, and began shooting tiny, but sharp and powerful blasts at his chest. Vegeta was helpless. He fell to the ground, but Freeza still continued. Finally he kicked Vegeta one last time and called for a servant. Zarbon came in and Freeza ordered him to take the child to a regeneration tank. Zarbon did it just in time. Vegeta had survived yet another assault from Freeza.

End Flashback

At this moment Vegeta managed to push Bulma out of his mind. He was angry to say the least. "What did you think you were doing! I told you not to do that! I said…" Vegeta paused here because he saw that Bulma had cuddled herself up into a tiny ball, and was shaking with broken sobs. Vegeta was crushed. Is the woman crying for me? Because of those memories? Is she crying for what I went through? No one has ever cried for me… God, she really does love me… and I really do love her! Vegeta just took the sobbing Bulma in his arms, and kissed her softly. "I love you, Bulma, I really do." With that they dozed off. Bulma warm and happy in Vegeta's protecting arms. But just before Vegeta fell asleep another thought hit him Tomorrow we'll arrive at home base. I will have to protect her from the men, and most of all keep her away from Freeza, cause when he gets his hands on my mate, I will never forgive myself

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