Hi all! Once again I'm back and with a brand new chapter! As you know this is my first attempt at a DBZ romance so I am like.. excited! But anyhow, lets get this rolling. Hehe, it all good now I guess. Okay okay, just for references only, this story MIGHT turn into a rated R for strong situations (Like violence, blood scenes, ect.but no sex!!)

Disclaimer: I don't any of the DB series whatsoever. This story is written for the pure soul purpose of entertainment of its readings. No money will be made. Thanks! So, please don't sue me! I don't have any money! ^_^





Wishful dreams, tattered hearts

© Bre 2001, all rights reserved

Rated: PG- 13



Chapter Three





uThat same moment, just 3 minutes after./u



Vegeta walked out of the gravity room, sweat covered his whole body. He was in badly need of a relaxing shower, but first, he would feed his growling stomach. 'Humph, I wonder if my onma is done preparing the meal' wait a sec. He said my omna Vegeta growled. "Blast this woman! She invades even my mental thoughts!" Vegeta knew that even when he first met the beautiful woman. He was lost in her sea blue eyes and badly wished to taste her pink soft-looking lips. Vegeta shook his head. 'Dang, blast you woman! Leave me along!!' but the thought of her was still there. He couldn't shake his mind free from the woman.

Shaking his head one last time, he went into the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. But as he passed by the living room, he hears shuffling, whimpers, and moans. When he peeked his head around the corner, he saw Bulma. She was tossing and turning on the couch. When Vegeta edged closer, he saw she was sweating heavily. Her face held fear that seems to take over her entire form. A sudden chill moved up and down his spine. Vegeta then realized she was having a nightmare. Vegeta frowned. 'Baka omna. She's weak even in her dreams' but when he looked closer, he saw something else. A glow. A glow that was undetectable with humans, but to a Saiyans' acute eyesight, he saw it faintly. It was around her head. 'How odd.' he couldn't point it out, but something was wrong. And whatever it was, it was attacking Bulma at this vary minute.



uIn the nightmare./u



"1, I'm coming for you" The horse voice called from the blackness. Its echo filled the air.

Bulma was running. She didn't where she was going because of the nothingness that utterly surrounded her and the area that she ran. It scared her. She was terrified of the thing that was chasing her even as her heaving breathing filled the air.

"2, there's no place to hide" the dry hoarse voice echoed.

Bulma's lungs hurt as she ran faster. 'What is going on?' her thoughts screamed out.

She couldn't see a thing. Her heart raced as she ran down an unknown path. "Who's there?" she called out into the darkness.

"3..4..Here I come. Watch out! The Watcher is watching you" the hoarse voice laughed evilly as he came closer and closer just like a lion to his prey.

Bulma could litterly feel the hot breath on her neck. Bulma pumped harder. Fear coursing through her veins. "No.." she whispered in terror. Then sudden as it appeared.WHAM! Bulma crashed into a wall. It felt like solid steel. Bulma turned around suddenly. Trying to see just for a second, how to get out. When Bulma stepped forward, rough hands slammed her against the wall. Pain shot through her like fire. "Ugh!" was all she said. She began to see stars.

"Poor dear..scared?" he whispered in her ear.

Bulma froze. She could smell her sour breath. Bulma began to lose her control. She shook all over. Then she felt a calloused hand rub roughly on her cheek.

"Time approaches. Soon, death shall be your eternal torment. Oblivion is mine" then with a laugh, the dream ended.



uEnd of night/u

Bulma woke up screaming, kicking and punching the surrounds. When one of her kicks landed, it landed on a surprised and now annoyed Vegeta. Bulma didn't realize until she looked up, sweat drenched her face, arms, and neck area. Vegeta grunted. "Woman.wha" he didn't have time finish his sentence, because a terrified Bulma wrapped her arms around him, crying and shaking violently. Vegeta held his breath. He could smell her sweet smell. It smelled of apples and something else. He could faintly smell her perfume. It smelled mellow and delicious. It took every ounce of his will power to hold himself back from taking her into his arms and kissing her all over.

Wrapping his arms around her, he was suddenly filled with the urge to comfort her. To find out what caused her so much fear. "Bulma" he said softly, "What's wrong?" he asked with a comforting tone. Bulma cried harder. Her muffled sobbing drowned out the words.

Time passed, and the two just sat on the couch together. Vegeta allowed Bulma to cry on him. He couldn't pull himself away from her. Finally, Bulma's sobs became just sniffling. Sniffling, Bulma's eyes long since puffy and red, she said, "Vegeta?" He grunted lightly in his throat in response. "Have you even had a nightmare you were so sure it was real, you could touch it?" Vegeta was taken back by such a question. No one has ever bothered or dared to go to that level. It would mean death. But, looking down at her fragile form, Vegeta could never harm her. Instead, he answered, "Yes...once. when I was a small boy. I had a nightmare I was so sure of; I could reach out and touch. But it was just in my mind. Nothing more" Or so he thought at the time. For you see, it was a nightmare that took place on a planet where Freeza was in his final form, beating the Saiyan Prince to death. Vegeta shuttered. He remembered well of that day. It was the day his worst nightmare came true.

Bulma looked into Vegeta's eyes. They were filled with anger, rage, and pain. Bulma couldn't help but wander what was going on in that mind of his. Vegeta looked down at her and couldn't be intrigued by her spender and beauty. Suddenly, without warning, Vegeta got up. Bulma looked hurt. "Where are you going?" she longed for his company right now. She didn't wish to alone. But instead of answering, he merely picked her up effortlessly. Bulma snuggled against the warmth of his body. Taking Bulma up to her room, Vegeta couldn't help the feelings he was feeling. He was scared, yes. Because he never have allowed these feelings. He growled, 'Dang blast planet! Its turning me into a weakling' he silently cursed himself as he laid Bulma softly on her bed. Spreading the covers over her, Vegeta was mesmerized by how she looked into the light of the moon. So enchanting, so captivating.

Bulma looked up at Vegeta. He's eyes were hollow and bottomless. Likes he was searching her. Bulma was suddenly filled with new tears. "Vegeta?" Vegeta looking into her swimming blue eyes. "Hai?" Bulma tried to fight back tears, but she couldn't.

"I don't want to be alone. Please don't leave me," Bulma pleaded. Vegeta stood there for second. Pondering if he should stay or tell the woman to leave him alone. But he couldn't hurt her. Somehow, he couldn't bring himself to just turn away and leave while he could. So, instead of going away like his screaming mine was telling him to do, he slowing walked over to Bulma. Sliding in beside her, he laid his on the pillow.

Bulma smiled despite how fearful she was feeling. "Thank you" all she received a grunt in response. It surprised her that he was doing this at all. But what surprised her next was when he took her form to his. Bulma was shocked at first, but was happy to near someone who she could trust. Bulma wrapped her delicate arm around his waste, sleep soon came again, this time it was dreamless. Vegeta, snuggled into her heat, taking in her sweet smell once again, before he too, fell into a dreamless sleep.





Hihi all you happen DBZ fanamaniacts! So, what you think? R/R please!!! ^_^

Ja ne for now. Soon to come 4 and 5!