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The Island
part 2
"Not exactly." a gruff voice spoke beside her. Bulma jumped into the air in fright.
Turning, she saw what had been watching her from the treetops. He was a man in every
way except for his long furry tail and his pointed canines that she could see as he smirked
down at her. She had known Goku and Gohan her whole life, she knew what he was. It
seemed impossible, since Goku and Gohan were supposed to be the only Saiya-jins left.
"You're a Saiya-jin." She whispered softly. The man rolled his eyes at her, irritating
her right away. He crossed his arms and Bulma was surprised by how many muscles he
had, he wasn't a very big man. He looked to be only a little bit taller than she, but he
looked down at her like he was a giant.
"Yes, I'm a Saiya-jin. I am the Prince of all Saiya-jins. This is my island, woman."
He growled. Bulma stood up. Who the hell was this Saiya-jin to treat her like this? She
deserved respect. She crossed her arms, mirroring him.
"My name is Bulma, not woman. What is your name, Prince of Saiya-jins?" The
man looked down at her regally.
"My name is Vegeta."
Vegeta didn't want to admit the pleasure he had felt when she had called him the
Prince of Saiya-jins. No one had called him that since his beloved planet had exploded.
Vegeta hated to admit it, but he was enjoying the banter that he and this woman were
having. Already, she looked irritated by him. He enjoyed making people angry, especially
this little one with the short temper. This woman was going to be fun.
"Vegeta, huh? Well, Vegeta how the hell long have you been on this island, and
why the hell haven't you helped me?" Bulma said glaring coldly at Vegeta. How could this
person make her angry so quickly? She had never met anyone so intent on upsetting her in
all her life. He snorted.
"What interest would it have been to me to help you? I don't have to waste my time
baby-sitting a pitiful woman." He growled. Surely, that would make the woman angry. He
was right. Bulma's eyes seemed to turn red with anger. Vegeta was sure that if she was a
Saiya-jin she would of blasted him away.
"WHAT?!? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!? ME? A PITIFUL WOMAN?! DID
YOU NOT SEE THE SHELTER I MADE?! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I AM ALIVE?!
AFTER A GODDAMN PLANE CRASH?! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I AM HEALTHY
AND CAUGHT, SKINNED, AND COOKED MY OWN FOOD?! WHO THE HELL
ARE YOU CALLING PITIFUL, PRINCE OF MONKEYS?!" Bulma screamed. The
Prince of Saiya-jins didn't dare flinch, although her loud voice was torture to his sensitive
ears. She was very angry, but Vegeta could not help but notice how absolutely beautiful
this small woman was. Her most admirable feature was that she was showing no fear in
front of him. She knew what he was. He could have easily killed her, yet she never
trembled. She looked him straight in the eye and told him what she thought of him. He was
beginning to like this woman.
"So you have," Vegeta said simply. Bulma's anger deflated instantly. Is that all he
had to say? "But if you're not pitiful, how come you are still on this island?" Bulma was
instantly stunned by that last comment. She sat down in the sand and stared out into the
ocean. The stupid monkey was right. Over and over again she had considered ways to get
off the island, but had never come to an answer. She was supposed to be one of the
smartest female scientists in the entire world, and couldn't even find a way to get off this
island!! Bulma sighed.
"You're right..." She whispered. She heard a "Hmmph." of satisfaction from
Vegeta. Bulma tried to keep back tears. Why did this have to happen to me? I did
everything right! And none of my friends have come to look for me, but that shouldn't
matter. I'm smart, I should be able to figure out a way to get out of this. I've been in worst
situations with Goku, you know, scary aliens trying to kill everyone....
Vegeta watched the trembling woman next to him. Her chin looked all wobbly as
she tried to stop the liquid from spilling from her eyes. He had a strange need to put his
arms around her, but another part of him was rolling his eyes. This is why I left civilization,
he thought, to get away from woman and all their stupid crying! He didn't know how to
react. He was always told that crying was for the weak, he himself had never cried. All his
thoughts on whether he should comfort the woman dissipated, as the woman's emotions
changed from sadness, and self pity to rage.
She made a growling noise, picking up a rock she threw it as hard as she could out
into the water.
"STUPID ISLAND!!! STUPID PLANE THAT HAD TO STUPID CRASH!!!
STUPID FRIENDS THAT WON'T EVEN COME AND LOOK FOR ME!! STUPID
ME!!!." Bulma screamed. She was mildly aware that Vegeta had flinched and covered his
ears. She looked over at him, and scowled.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP, WOMAN?!!" He snapped at her, his tail twitching in
agitation. Bulma crossed her arms, and pouted like a small child who hadn't gotten her
way.
"I already have, monkey." Vegeta took his hands off his ears, and frowned at her.
"What the hell is wrong with you, woman? Do you always scream like that?"
Bulma smiled.
"Only when a stupid prince of monkeys makes me angry." Vegeta growled at her.
"You will show me respect, woman. I am the prince of all Saiya-jins!" Bulma stood
straighter and looked Vegeta straight in the eye, making him slightly uncomfortable.
"When you start showing me respect, I'll return the favor, but until then.."She left
the sentence unfinished and grinned. Vegeta was scowling at her. Why did he have to give
her respect? He was prince! Not a lowly slave woman like this woman. Vegeta watched the
woman walk up the beach towards her shelter. Maybe he would stay around, he wanted to
see what else this woman would do.
Bulma glanced over her shoulder, looking back at the prince who was watching
her. She had to admit it, he was very handsome, but she still thought he was a jerk. She
sighed, what a long strange trip this was going to be.
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The Island
part 2
"Not exactly." a gruff voice spoke beside her. Bulma jumped into the air in fright.
Turning, she saw what had been watching her from the treetops. He was a man in every
way except for his long furry tail and his pointed canines that she could see as he smirked
down at her. She had known Goku and Gohan her whole life, she knew what he was. It
seemed impossible, since Goku and Gohan were supposed to be the only Saiya-jins left.
"You're a Saiya-jin." She whispered softly. The man rolled his eyes at her, irritating
her right away. He crossed his arms and Bulma was surprised by how many muscles he
had, he wasn't a very big man. He looked to be only a little bit taller than she, but he
looked down at her like he was a giant.
"Yes, I'm a Saiya-jin. I am the Prince of all Saiya-jins. This is my island, woman."
He growled. Bulma stood up. Who the hell was this Saiya-jin to treat her like this? She
deserved respect. She crossed her arms, mirroring him.
"My name is Bulma, not woman. What is your name, Prince of Saiya-jins?" The
man looked down at her regally.
"My name is Vegeta."
Vegeta didn't want to admit the pleasure he had felt when she had called him the
Prince of Saiya-jins. No one had called him that since his beloved planet had exploded.
Vegeta hated to admit it, but he was enjoying the banter that he and this woman were
having. Already, she looked irritated by him. He enjoyed making people angry, especially
this little one with the short temper. This woman was going to be fun.
"Vegeta, huh? Well, Vegeta how the hell long have you been on this island, and
why the hell haven't you helped me?" Bulma said glaring coldly at Vegeta. How could this
person make her angry so quickly? She had never met anyone so intent on upsetting her in
all her life. He snorted.
"What interest would it have been to me to help you? I don't have to waste my time
baby-sitting a pitiful woman." He growled. Surely, that would make the woman angry. He
was right. Bulma's eyes seemed to turn red with anger. Vegeta was sure that if she was a
Saiya-jin she would of blasted him away.
"WHAT?!? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!? ME? A PITIFUL WOMAN?! DID
YOU NOT SEE THE SHELTER I MADE?! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I AM ALIVE?!
AFTER A GODDAMN PLANE CRASH?! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I AM HEALTHY
AND CAUGHT, SKINNED, AND COOKED MY OWN FOOD?! WHO THE HELL
ARE YOU CALLING PITIFUL, PRINCE OF MONKEYS?!" Bulma screamed. The
Prince of Saiya-jins didn't dare flinch, although her loud voice was torture to his sensitive
ears. She was very angry, but Vegeta could not help but notice how absolutely beautiful
this small woman was. Her most admirable feature was that she was showing no fear in
front of him. She knew what he was. He could have easily killed her, yet she never
trembled. She looked him straight in the eye and told him what she thought of him. He was
beginning to like this woman.
"So you have," Vegeta said simply. Bulma's anger deflated instantly. Is that all he
had to say? "But if you're not pitiful, how come you are still on this island?" Bulma was
instantly stunned by that last comment. She sat down in the sand and stared out into the
ocean. The stupid monkey was right. Over and over again she had considered ways to get
off the island, but had never come to an answer. She was supposed to be one of the
smartest female scientists in the entire world, and couldn't even find a way to get off this
island!! Bulma sighed.
"You're right..." She whispered. She heard a "Hmmph." of satisfaction from
Vegeta. Bulma tried to keep back tears. Why did this have to happen to me? I did
everything right! And none of my friends have come to look for me, but that shouldn't
matter. I'm smart, I should be able to figure out a way to get out of this. I've been in worst
situations with Goku, you know, scary aliens trying to kill everyone....
Vegeta watched the trembling woman next to him. Her chin looked all wobbly as
she tried to stop the liquid from spilling from her eyes. He had a strange need to put his
arms around her, but another part of him was rolling his eyes. This is why I left civilization,
he thought, to get away from woman and all their stupid crying! He didn't know how to
react. He was always told that crying was for the weak, he himself had never cried. All his
thoughts on whether he should comfort the woman dissipated, as the woman's emotions
changed from sadness, and self pity to rage.
She made a growling noise, picking up a rock she threw it as hard as she could out
into the water.
"STUPID ISLAND!!! STUPID PLANE THAT HAD TO STUPID CRASH!!!
STUPID FRIENDS THAT WON'T EVEN COME AND LOOK FOR ME!! STUPID
ME!!!." Bulma screamed. She was mildly aware that Vegeta had flinched and covered his
ears. She looked over at him, and scowled.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP, WOMAN?!!" He snapped at her, his tail twitching in
agitation. Bulma crossed her arms, and pouted like a small child who hadn't gotten her
way.
"I already have, monkey." Vegeta took his hands off his ears, and frowned at her.
"What the hell is wrong with you, woman? Do you always scream like that?"
Bulma smiled.
"Only when a stupid prince of monkeys makes me angry." Vegeta growled at her.
"You will show me respect, woman. I am the prince of all Saiya-jins!" Bulma stood
straighter and looked Vegeta straight in the eye, making him slightly uncomfortable.
"When you start showing me respect, I'll return the favor, but until then.."She left
the sentence unfinished and grinned. Vegeta was scowling at her. Why did he have to give
her respect? He was prince! Not a lowly slave woman like this woman. Vegeta watched the
woman walk up the beach towards her shelter. Maybe he would stay around, he wanted to
see what else this woman would do.
Bulma glanced over her shoulder, looking back at the prince who was watching
her. She had to admit it, he was very handsome, but she still thought he was a jerk. She
sighed, what a long strange trip this was going to be.
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