Hello once again. I know its been forever since i've updated but school
has been working the hell out of me.This is the 8th chapter and I only
have like three more till i'm done. Once again, Gomen I'lll try to post
quicker now.
Last time on Bulma and the Beast. How could she be in love with him?/ A fit of coughing took him and he slowly collapsed into the fallen snow his eyes closing, a small dribble of blood running from the corner of his mouth. /"I don't want you here, you have to go." he said quietly, his face sincere and set.
Bulma looked at him confused and a little hurt emotions running rampant in her "Leave? Why Vegeta?" " I don't want you in my house anymore. Go home, you're free." he growled out angrily and Bulma was taken back by the sudden surge of emotion. He was saying one thing, but she could see it in his eyes, he was keeping something from her. He didnt want her to leave at all she could see it plainly as the sayin moons. "Vegeta, why? Just tell me. Was it because of last night? It wasn't your fault I felt faint and I-" Vegeta rose quickly, his fist hitting the table in a firey mask of anger. He was mad at her for leaving so he was going to kick her out. Thats what he was doing, he couldn't possibly want to kill her.But there it was, the blue glow that encompassed his giant hairy paw as he seethed at her. He didnt want her to leave, but she had to. No matter how much he found himself caring for her or wishing the damned curse was raised from him, he couldn't keep her locked away while someone else neede her.He had seen her father collapse, had listened as he had begged the old hermit for help, anger had first boiled in him and then pity for his weakness. He couldn't keep Bulma there as long as her father was that ill.If and When she would of found out, after he had died, she would leave him in malice and hate. But if he let her go she might come back to him." Leave, woman! Are you deaf, or do youwant me to throw you out?" He spewed out through clenched teeth. Bulma sat ther, tears flowing freely down her flushed cheeks, she stared up at him silently, her eyes sadened and begging.Silently she stood her eyes never leaving his ebony ones, she bowed her head to wipe away the endless tears with one last look back at him she ran off. Her long hair billowing behind her as she rushed to the front door. Her mind was to clouded with confusion and sadness to even realise what she was doing. She was leaving, she should be happy, shouldnt she? Afterall she had never planned to stay with him from the beginning and now the time had come for her to leave. She hadnt even said good bye to her new friends, she was going to miss them all. As the cold air hit her face she took to the sky, her tears frozen against her face. How could he have hated her so much? The look of anger in his face frightened her even now.But she couldnt forget his eyes, they had been dull and expressionless void of all emotion, unlike the many times they had given her glimaces into his soul. How could she love him?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ Vegeta knocked over the large dining room table then stormed out of the room.He was such an idiot, how could he possibly have thought that he didnt care about her? She had been gone less than a minute and he already missed her. There was still time, he could go out and bring her back. But that couldnt be right. If he really loved her he would let her go to her fathers death bed. Love? Did he love her? No! He couldnt love her. The frail beauty, the dazzling blue eyes, her soft gentle voice, her loving touches.No, he did love her, he loved her. Vegeta stumbled back falling against the wall, he, a saiyan prince, a man incapable of true love, loved her. But that didnt matter, not anymore. She was gone, she didnt love him. Kami he was an asshole to her. He should of told her. That would of made it easier for him to let her go. He wasnt purely selfish, he knew what was right and what was wrong. "Vegeta what happened out there?" Goku asked hopping over to him. "She left," was all Vegeta could growl out as he sank into his bed, his eyes closed the soft material feeling like fire against his fur. "Why? What did you do to her?" "Nothing, she needed to go, her father needs her." He sat up to look at his friend, knowing he had slipped up and let their only way of being returned to their normal bodies slip away. Vegeta loked to his friend for comfort in his decision, it had been the right thing to do.But Goku didnt say anything, his eyes had found the crystal glass dome on the table, his heart sank deeper. A blood red petal was drifting delicatly to the bottom of the glass. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ Bulma arrived at her home in tears, but she tried to quickly clear her eyes in fear that her father would see her. "Daddy! I'm home where are you?" She called out dusting snow from her dress and shoes. There was no answer. Bulma raised her ki slightly allowing her to feel for his. She found it, weak and barley hanging on. She headed into his direction but stopped as she felt something else, there was someone else there with him. A woman.....no....not a woman......a certain woman.... Her mother! but she was dead, she couldnt be there. Bulma gently pushed her fathers door, then stepped back as her body was surged with a sudden pain, she clutched her heart and fell to the ground. Slowly as the pain eroded she begin to sense her mother leaving as if she was going. She stood and dragged herself into the bedroom, her father laid ther, his arm hanging off the bed, a handkercheif stained with blood was clutched between his fingers. He was breathing but only barely and he coughed again and opened his eyes. "Bulma? Bulma you have come back to me....."
Yay! I finnaly finished that chapter. Its been so long since I've updated but thanks to those that still read .I promise to update quicker with the next chapter. Daftpunkress
Last time on Bulma and the Beast. How could she be in love with him?/ A fit of coughing took him and he slowly collapsed into the fallen snow his eyes closing, a small dribble of blood running from the corner of his mouth. /"I don't want you here, you have to go." he said quietly, his face sincere and set.
Bulma looked at him confused and a little hurt emotions running rampant in her "Leave? Why Vegeta?" " I don't want you in my house anymore. Go home, you're free." he growled out angrily and Bulma was taken back by the sudden surge of emotion. He was saying one thing, but she could see it in his eyes, he was keeping something from her. He didnt want her to leave at all she could see it plainly as the sayin moons. "Vegeta, why? Just tell me. Was it because of last night? It wasn't your fault I felt faint and I-" Vegeta rose quickly, his fist hitting the table in a firey mask of anger. He was mad at her for leaving so he was going to kick her out. Thats what he was doing, he couldn't possibly want to kill her.But there it was, the blue glow that encompassed his giant hairy paw as he seethed at her. He didnt want her to leave, but she had to. No matter how much he found himself caring for her or wishing the damned curse was raised from him, he couldn't keep her locked away while someone else neede her.He had seen her father collapse, had listened as he had begged the old hermit for help, anger had first boiled in him and then pity for his weakness. He couldn't keep Bulma there as long as her father was that ill.If and When she would of found out, after he had died, she would leave him in malice and hate. But if he let her go she might come back to him." Leave, woman! Are you deaf, or do youwant me to throw you out?" He spewed out through clenched teeth. Bulma sat ther, tears flowing freely down her flushed cheeks, she stared up at him silently, her eyes sadened and begging.Silently she stood her eyes never leaving his ebony ones, she bowed her head to wipe away the endless tears with one last look back at him she ran off. Her long hair billowing behind her as she rushed to the front door. Her mind was to clouded with confusion and sadness to even realise what she was doing. She was leaving, she should be happy, shouldnt she? Afterall she had never planned to stay with him from the beginning and now the time had come for her to leave. She hadnt even said good bye to her new friends, she was going to miss them all. As the cold air hit her face she took to the sky, her tears frozen against her face. How could he have hated her so much? The look of anger in his face frightened her even now.But she couldnt forget his eyes, they had been dull and expressionless void of all emotion, unlike the many times they had given her glimaces into his soul. How could she love him?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ Vegeta knocked over the large dining room table then stormed out of the room.He was such an idiot, how could he possibly have thought that he didnt care about her? She had been gone less than a minute and he already missed her. There was still time, he could go out and bring her back. But that couldnt be right. If he really loved her he would let her go to her fathers death bed. Love? Did he love her? No! He couldnt love her. The frail beauty, the dazzling blue eyes, her soft gentle voice, her loving touches.No, he did love her, he loved her. Vegeta stumbled back falling against the wall, he, a saiyan prince, a man incapable of true love, loved her. But that didnt matter, not anymore. She was gone, she didnt love him. Kami he was an asshole to her. He should of told her. That would of made it easier for him to let her go. He wasnt purely selfish, he knew what was right and what was wrong. "Vegeta what happened out there?" Goku asked hopping over to him. "She left," was all Vegeta could growl out as he sank into his bed, his eyes closed the soft material feeling like fire against his fur. "Why? What did you do to her?" "Nothing, she needed to go, her father needs her." He sat up to look at his friend, knowing he had slipped up and let their only way of being returned to their normal bodies slip away. Vegeta loked to his friend for comfort in his decision, it had been the right thing to do.But Goku didnt say anything, his eyes had found the crystal glass dome on the table, his heart sank deeper. A blood red petal was drifting delicatly to the bottom of the glass. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ Bulma arrived at her home in tears, but she tried to quickly clear her eyes in fear that her father would see her. "Daddy! I'm home where are you?" She called out dusting snow from her dress and shoes. There was no answer. Bulma raised her ki slightly allowing her to feel for his. She found it, weak and barley hanging on. She headed into his direction but stopped as she felt something else, there was someone else there with him. A woman.....no....not a woman......a certain woman.... Her mother! but she was dead, she couldnt be there. Bulma gently pushed her fathers door, then stepped back as her body was surged with a sudden pain, she clutched her heart and fell to the ground. Slowly as the pain eroded she begin to sense her mother leaving as if she was going. She stood and dragged herself into the bedroom, her father laid ther, his arm hanging off the bed, a handkercheif stained with blood was clutched between his fingers. He was breathing but only barely and he coughed again and opened his eyes. "Bulma? Bulma you have come back to me....."
Yay! I finnaly finished that chapter. Its been so long since I've updated but thanks to those that still read .I promise to update quicker with the next chapter. Daftpunkress