The Blizard

It's been a month since Vegeta's accident and Bulma already had the Gravity Chamber working again. Things were getting back to normal by then and each day was pretty much the same. Vegeta would train, eat, make a mess, then eat again. Bulma would complain about him, cook, and clean up after him. Bulma's parents didn't say a word about anything. They knew what was going on, even if Bulma and Vegeta didn't.

Then one day Bulma received three complementary ski tickets in the mail from some new place.

"This is perfect! I need a vacation. I'll go tell mom and dad."

She ran inside and gave her parents the good news. Her mother was excited and couldn't wait to go, but her dad said he couldn't.

"I've got too many orders piling up, I can't take any time off until I'm finished."

"Aaaah dad, who else can we take?" Bulma asked.

"Well I can think of someone." Dr. Briefs said, motioning towards the Gravity Chamber.

"NO WAY!" Bulma shook her head firmly.

"Come on sweety, it'll be fun," pleaded Mrs. Briefs.

Bulma still refused. "He probably won't even want to go."

Her dad looked at her with that 'I'm your dad, I know what's best' look.

"Then talk him into it. You have a way of making people do things they don't want to do."

Bulma finally gave in. "Fine, I'll ask him."

The noise from inside the chamber sounded like King Kong destroying Tokyo. Bulma knocked on the door, but there was no answer. She knocked again, and there was still no answer. So she opened the door and went inside. Vegeta was flying around dodging lazer blasts and blasting back at them. She screamed for him to stop, but he couldn't hear her. She found the control panel on the wall and entered her override code. Everything turned off and the room went from a dim red color, to bright white. Vegeta turned to see what had happened and saw Bulma standing at the control panel.

"What the hell did you do that for?!"

"I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go on a skiing trip with me and my mom."

Vegeta flew down right in front of her, there was barely two feet between them. Then he said in a very casual tone, "I would rather die and rot in hell."

Bulma was enraged. Now she wanted him to go so she could torture him and get even.

"Too bad, you're going."

Vegeta was shocked at her comment.

"What do you mean I'm going? You can't force me."

Bulma looked at him with an evil smile.

"Wanna bet?"

He looked back at her with the same smile.

"Try me."

She slowly walked up to him until she was in his face. They stared each other right in the eyes, neither one backing down. Bulma quickly reached up and grabbed a handful of Vegeta's hair and pulled his head over to hers.

He cried out in anger, "Ow! Let go damn woman!"

But she only glared at him.

"If you don't go, I won't let you use the Gravity Chamber anymore, I won't cook for you, and you can find somewhere else to live."

Vegeta was speechless. He only growled at her and ripped his hair from her grasp. Bulma knew she had won this argument and laughed at him.

"We leave tomorrow." She turned around and left the chamber. There was a sway in her hips as she walked away in triumph. Vegeta could not believe what had just happened. Then he caught himself staring at her swaying hips and butt.

"Would you stop that! Why do I constantly catch myself looking at her? Maybe I do need a break."

By noon the next day Bulma and her mom were packed and ready to go. Bulma knocked on Vegeta's door.

"You ready yet?" She heard a growl from inside the room and took it for a yes.
Once the hover car was loaded with their gear, the three of them got in and flew off as Mr. Briefs waved from the front yard. Bulma drove and her mom sat beside her while Vegeta rode in the back, grumbling to himself the entire way to the ski lodge.

The mountain was covered in fresh powder from the previous night. And there were many lush, green trees; each beautifully accented with snow. The lodge was a huge log cabin that must have had at least fifty rooms. There was a ski lift next to the lodge that was carrying skiers to the top of the mountain. It was a winter wonderland, the perfect vacation paradise.
Bulma landed the hover car in the parking lot. She opened her door, stepped out, and took a deep breath of the crisp mountain air.

"It's so beautiful."

Vegeta stuck his head out of the door with a scowl on his face.

"It's too cold."

"Then put a jacket on idiot," Bulma sighed. "Leave it to Vegeta to ruin the perfect scene."
They unloaded the car and carried their luggage to the lobby where they were given the key to their room.

"Oh yeah. Vegeta, we only get one room, so you'll have to sleep on a cot." Bulma giggled to herself when she heard him begin to mumble curses.


Their room was just as beautiful as the rest of the lodge. Everything was made from wood, and it gave it a mountaineer atmosphere. Bulma's mom was giddy with excitement. She ran into the bedroom to unpack and get ready to go skiing. Bulma followed soon after her and left Vegeta alone. He walked over to the cot in the corner of the room and threw his luggage down angrily. He laid down on his creaky new bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking to himself. He didn't want to be there and wished for it to be over. But if he was going to be forced to stay, he was going to make it hell for that witch. Just then, Bulma poked her head out of the bedroom door.

"Vegeta, we're getting suited up to check out the slopes. You'd better get ready too, you're coming with us."

She thought it was strange when he didn't complain or argue. But Vegeta knew this was his chance to take his revenge.

Once they had their skiis on, Bulma and her mom used the ski lift to get to the top of the mountain, but Vegeta wanted to fly. He waited patiently at the top.

"He's up to something," Bulma thought to herself. She knew he wasn't acting normal, and that meant trouble.
At the end of the lift they found Vegeta calmly leaning against a pole. He was wearing the traditional black, spandex, ski pants and boots, with a blue and black snow jacket. Bulma was surprised as she got down onto the soft snow. She had never noticed what a nice butt Vegeta had. He was equally surprised at the way her outfit showed off her attractive figure. Bulma and her mom were wearing the same clothes as Vegeta, but they were different colors. Mrs. Briefs' spandex pants were light pink, her boots were white, and her jacket had white and pink stripes. Bulma had baby blue pants, white boots, and a blue and white striped jacket.

"What are you staring at?" Bulma asked him when she realized he was staring at her. Vegeta turned his eyes away quickly.

"Let's get this over with."

Bulma's mom slid her arm under Vegeta's, "Let's go handsome," and she dragged him off. Bulma followed them, laughing.

"Hey look Vegeta, there's your slope," Bulma said, pointing to the Bunny slope.

"Shut up woman!"

He was going to accept her little taunts until they were alone. Then she would pay.

They had been skiing for a few hours and were having a pretty good time. They had gone all over the mountain and it was getting quite chilly. Bulma's mom was going to call it quits and head back to the lodge.

"I'm going to go drink some hot cocoa and warm up, you two coming?"

"No, that's ok mom. I'm going to stay out here a little longer."

With that, Mrs. Briefs left Vegeta and Bulma alone in the cold. It was getting dark fast and most of the other skiers had gone inside as well.

"What do you say Vegeta, how about one more slope?" Vegeta turned and pointed to a hill far off in the distance.

"How about that one?"

Bulma looked a little nervous. "I don't know, it looks kind of steep."

Vegeta grinned at her, "Are you chicken? I dare you."

Bulma wasn't the kind ot back down from a challenge, so she accepted.
From the top of the hill Bulma was a little scared, but was determined to do it. Vegeta smiled evily when he saw her fear. There were no other people there, so they were alone.

"Ladies first. I'll be right behind you," Vegeta said, motioning with his arms.

"That's what I'm afraid of."

She took off down the hill with a flying leap, Vegeta was close behind. This is where he would get his revenge. He wanted to scare her until she begged for mercy.


Bulma was getting comfortable sliding through the soft snow. She looked like a professional. But this was the moment he had been waiting for. Just as Bulma was skiing between two trees, Vegeta started shooting ki blasts at her.

"What the hell are you doing?!!! Bulma screamed as she tried desperately to dodge the blasts.

Vegeta let out a loud and evil laugh. He had only wanted to scare her. But his last blast came too close and flipped her into the air. She began to tumble down the hill until she rammed into a tree and was launched over a ledge, plunging into the snow below. Vegeta watched with his mouth hanging open as Bulma fell and disappeared over the ledge.

"Oh crap!!!"

He quickly flew down to where Bulma was laying with a look of extreme guilt on his face.


Bulma was conscious, but barely. She had hit the tree hard and was laying in pain. As Vegeta landed beside her, she grew tense.

"Have you gone nuts?" She asked, ready to defend herself.

He knelt beside her and put his hand on her arm.

"I only wanted to scare you. I never meant for you to get hurt."

She looked into his eyes, not sure if he was telling the truth.

"Are you hurt?" he asked, sounding sincere.

Bulma looked herself over and tried to sit up, but writhed back in pain.

"I think I broke something in my back. And I can't move my leg."

Vegeta looked down at her left leg, and just below the knee cap there was an abnormal lump. It was definitely broken. The bone was sticking up, causing the skin to bulge, and the entire shin was already swelling.

He looked back at her face, "I'll have to set it."

A look of horror came over Bulma.

"WHAT?!!! First you try to kill me, now you want to play around with my leg?!
You're not going to touch me."

"Look woman! I can't move you until your bone is reset. So shut up and hold still, this is going to hurt."

He gently put his hands around her ankle and slowly lifted her leg off the ground. She dug her fingers into the snow and gritted her teeth from the sharp sting that shot through her body. Vegeta was trying to be as gentle as possible, but with every movement he made, Bulma cried out in pain. He gave a final jerk and the bone went back into place. Bulma screamed, and then quieted to a dull whimper. She felt the bone tear her flesh from inside her leg as the two broken ends ground against each other. The tears were hot on her cheeks as she buried her face in the snow. Within seconds she passed out from the excrutiating pain.


Vegeta stood up and stared down at her for a moment. Her face looked so familiar. Even when unconscious, Bulma looked innocent and peaceful. It began to snow very lightly as he stood there. Then he remembered that night he had seen her in her room and the strange dream he had. She had the same angelic features as she did that night.

"Could it have been Bulma in my dream?"

He didn't understand what was going on. Why was his mind playing tricks and confusing him? Why would he have a vision of Bulma? Why did he feel an attraction to her? If anyone else had spoken to him the way she always had he would have immediately killed them. But he never put a hand to her, he never wanted to. What was it about her that made him feel almost...... human? She was the only one who ever stood up to him and dared to challenge him. She was never afraid to face him or argue with him. Perhaps that is what he loved about her.
His eyes were still transfixed on her when he remembered he needed to get help. He couldn't risk carrying her because her injuries might be too serious. He decided to fly and return with some paramedics. He turned to fly away, but didn't get more than a few feet off the ground before the snow came down harder and in more abundance. The wind picked up and grew louder with each second. Vegeta sank back to the ground and looked over at Bulma. She would freeze to death before he could return with any help. She needed protection from the weather or she would surely die. He walked over to her and wrapped his own jacket around her. Then he laid down beside her and held her in his arms. He powered up until the snow melted around them and his energy created a shield from the falling snow. He stayed awake and kept Bulma warm with his energy all night. She was still unconscious when the sun rose in the morning.



*What did you think? I told you it would get better.*