Hello all
Hello all! Angel of Death here! First of all I would like to apologize for how long it took me to get this chapter out! It's my graduating year of high school and I've had a lot of work to do in the marks department. Sorry! Don't worry I promise to have at least two more chapters out by the end of this weekend!

Secondly and on a much sadder note, I would like to offer my deepest condolences to all those who have lost friends and family in the recent horrors of New York. I'm a Canadian so no one I knew was hurt or lost. Never the less I have dragged several of my friends to the local blood donor clinic. I hope it helps even a little.

Okay, that's that.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

My Line: Thank you and have a good Monday!

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Chapter seven; Shadow of Doubt

Bulma didn't want to believe it. Vegeta didn't think she was weak… did he? For the first time doubt began to cloud her thoughts concerning Vegeta. Sure they hadn't been together more then the one-day. But the bond made it feel like they had been together for years! That was how bonds worked though; Bulma knew it would only get stronger and stronger until their souls were fused completely.

She got out of her bed and moved to the window, all she saw was desert, but it didn't bother her. At the moment she didn't feel like looking at anything beautiful. She was too upset. She couldn't believe that Vegeta, the man she was now forced to spend the rest of her life with, thought she was weak. She just couldn't grasp that concept.

"Are you alright?" came a voice from the door.

Bulma didn't turn around, she knew who it was, "Oh, Yamcha. Hi." She said meekly.

"What's wrong?" he asked, moving to stand behind her.

He was so close Bulma could not only smell him, but she could hear every breath he took… every beat of his heart… She closed her eyes and listened to it's steady rhythm, she almost forgot who she was… and more importantly who he was.

"Bulma?" He asked again as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

She turned to him, "Hmm?" she asked, she couldn't remember the question. Funny, she hadn't had problems remembering since she was much younger…

"I asked if you were okay." He repeated, a look of genuine concern on his face.

Bulma sighed as she looked into his eyes, "Oh.. I'm fine… just fine…" she said huskily as she found his face suddenly much closer then it should have been.

Yamcha noticed the desire in her eyes and decided he should take this opportunity since he probably wouldn't get another.

Their lips met in a heated kiss. Bulma was shocked. She had no idea where her newfound passion was coming from. She had never even kissed a man before Vegeta. Why then were her arms squeezing him so tightly had he been human she would have killed him.

Bulma sighed and leaned even deepened into the kiss, ignoring the small voice in her mind begging her to stop. The small voice that belonged to Vegeta…

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"Haha, I knew it. I knew I couldn't count on you. Look how weak you are. You aren't even a super Sayian."

"I AM! I am a super Sayian…" he protested weakly.

Her laughter rang out in his ears and he took an involuntary step back. "Oh sure you are." She said mockingly as she turned to a shadowy figure beside her he had just noticed. "Since you aren't a Super Sayian I've found someone who is!" she said with a laugh as the man beside her came out of the shadows.

He was so much stronger then Vegeta… he really was a Super Sayian. The man put an arm around Bulma and smirked at Vegeta. Bulma giggled as he kissed her, the man raised one finger to Vegeta.

The prince backed up, he knew what was coming…he had done this to countless people in the past…. He saw the energy build and was going to counter it when he heard Bulma moan with pleasure.

Something inside of him shattered and he let the yellow energy and death embrace him….

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He woke up in a cold sweat and ran his fingers through his hair. She wouldn't leave him would see? What about their bond? Would she risk that? Could it even be broken? He didn't know.

He sighed and climbed out of his bed. He blinked when the door opened and he found himself staring into the two bluest eyes he had ever seen….

Maybe they could be broken.

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Chi-Chi and Goku were wading through a swamp looking for the third ball. She screamed as she once again slipped and went under the murky water. If it could be called that, that is.

"I wanna go home!" she yelled as she wiped the water from her eyes.

Goku sighed, "It's your quest. We can end it whenever you want." Truth to be told, he too was getting sick of walking through the muck, freaking out whenever something brushed against his legs. The last one had felt like it was ten feet long. He didn't want to know what lived in the mud.

Something else brushed past him, a little to close to his groin for comfort, he really didn't want to know.

"We can…" Chi-Chi said as she though of her life up to this point. Not bad, her mother had died giving birth to her and her father had taken care of her ever since. She had lived a normal life to this point. Gone to school, made friends had a boyfriend. Only one thing did she regret. She was human, and therefore considered weak. She wasn't weak and hated those smug Sayians who were born with the strength she had worked so hard to obtain.

Bulma was the worse though. She told Chi-Chi all the time that her human background was fine. Bulma didn't care. She could always lower her power level when they played tennis, or spared. She could always lower her self to Chi-Chi's level.

Chi-Chi frowned in disgust she hated that. She hated the Sayians for their smugness about everything. She turned back to Goku, "No. I won't be pitied for the rest of my life!" She grabbed his arm, "Let's go!" she said as they continued to march through the muck.

Goku sighed but let himself be pulled along. Something he though a Sayian woman would be less trouble…

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Insulting the Prince?! His new guard?! What's wrong with Chi-Chi?! Yamcha! What are you doing now?!

Find out next chapter!

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