So sorry that this chapter is late. You know how it is with summer vacation; plus I just moved in to a new place and I'm painting so if you will excuse me, I would be grateful for it. Well, okay then hope you enjoy and THANK YOU FOR ALL THE WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL REVIEWS! *.* oh yeah, and if perhaps you like stories other than DBZ Vegeta and Bulma romances, then perhaps you could check out my other story which is pretty okay. It's called New York and France. Okay well, enjoy this marvelous chapter!!!!
Thanks to my two betta readers: Julia Katz and Bree1213!!
By staring out of his window, He could see the built figure of a woman in the distance. The sky was close to black, even though the hour was approaching five in the evening. All at once it was raining with thunder, and lightning, but the woman was walking at a slow steadily pace. It wasn't before she almost reached the door than he discovered that it was his Janice. But no, it wasn't HIS Janice anymore. She had tried to poison him; she didn't care about him. He needed to seek out the protection of someone, but the name was forgotten. A knock pounded onto the door. He went over to open it, and saw that she had been crying.
"I'm so sorry darling; I never meant to poison you. It was HER who made me do it. She wants you dead, she hates you!" A sob escaped her throat, and Vegeta finally remembered that she would be cold.
"Oh Jan! Come in! I forgive you a million times. Just come in, and we can talk more about this."
She looked up with a slight desperate smile, and her eyes filled with hope at the thought that what had passed would not be held against her. Then as suddenly as the storm had appeared, her demeanor changed. Her face became one of hate and resentment.
"NEVER!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "You betrayed me! You slept with the enemy! I only felt hurt and you ran away and fucked every single female that crossed your path! You're nothing more than a fucked up whore who helps sluts gets rid of their hormone problems! I SAW you with her! And with other women! I hate you Vegeta!"
She then started to fade away, but before even her voice became nothingness, Vegeta heard her last words of resentment;
"Morphine won't help you with the pain that is to come..."
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"AAAAAAAAH!!!" Vegeta cried from the pain of his dreams and that of his injury's. Even Burma's rough training couldn't stop the scream from penetrating into her ears. She finally resolved to go see if he was all right. Having fixed the gravity chamber herself, she had no need to help the pitiful human. When she reached the medical wing, she found that the parents of her playboy had beaten her to it. They were injecting morphine into his vein. Almost instantly, the whimpering that had replaced the screaming stopped. Not exactly pleased that he had been injured so badly by her hand, she left to go grab stuff to eat in the kitchen.
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(AN: I'm not too sure if "Jock Briefs" is Bulma's dad's real name, 'cause in one fic that I read his name was Jock. So I'm gonna use that name and I'm giving credit to Ronin, the author of Danger in the Horizon… since he/she invented it….ok then lol )
"Jock, do you think he's going to be all right? I mean, that's a serious head injury there…" Asked Victoria Briefs (I wanted her to have a real name, but I also wanted it to relate to underwear, so I thought, what could be better than Victoria's Secret? lol) in a worse than desperate manner.
"I think he has a 70% chance of surviving. If luck is on our side, he'll be fine." In a calm voice, added, "We both know who is capable of this. We also know that she wouldn't even have blinked had it happened that he died. I will demand that she leaves immediately."
"But Jock! At least she amended by tending to his wounds! And-"
"And conveniently forgot to eliminate his pain by giving him some morphine."
"But she might not have known what morphine was! You can't put her out on the streets, she has no where else to go!"
Their conversation was cut short by a voice speaking; "Is he all right? He's not going to die is he?"
Taken by surprise, there was a stunned silence.
"No my dear, most likely not. Were you here when this happen? Are you the one who bandaged him up?" replied Dr. Briefs. Immediately, suspicions were turned onto Janice, for she also had the strength to do this.
"No, I had come to spend some time with Vegeta, when I found him in the kitchen. His head was all bloody and I washed it up. There were no senzu beans that I could give him, and pardon me, I didn't even think of using morphine." She bent her head in shame, and forced some tears to escape her eyes.
"I didn't mean to put him in any pain! I- I just."
"We understand dear. were worried too." Victoria approached to console her hopefully daughter-in-law to-be. "There, there. We don't blame you at all!" With that said she shot her husband a look. Sighing, he silently agreed, and also said that he did not blame her in the least. Still, she had not been in the same room as Vegeta to care for him as a nurse and that was suspicious. Though she had no motive to harm him, he thought that if she was to be given a chance, Bulma would also receive the benefit of the doubt.
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Having heard her named mentioned, Bulma had stopped in the hall to better hear what the parents were saying. She also heard when Janice had entered the conversation; she hoped that the father, being the only one with sense between the two parents would be slightly suspicious. She continued back to her room once she started hearing footsteps approaching the stairs to go to bed. It was then that she noticed that only two pairs of feet were walking. Alarmed, Bulma made her way back to the med wing to make sure no one was up to no good.
Upon entering the room, she saw that it was only the mother who had stayed to care for her son. That was cute. Victoria was sitting in a chair and her head was resting on the bed. Observing the two, she found no family resemblance, but who cared? Maybe Vegeta was adopted. Just then, Janice returned to the room. Seeing that the room was a bit crowded, Janice hesitated to enter.
"I just wanted to check on him. I didn't want him to be alone; I thought Vicky was going to come upstairs." Directing this statement towards Bulma.
"You lie."
Startled and putting up her guard, Janice replied; "Surely not. I wouldn't lie! I love Vegeta!"
Bulma snorted in a most un-lady like manner (not that snorting is elegant lol) for a princess. "About as much as I love this planet. Seriously, your acting skills are horrible."
Janice attempted to punch her but was blocked just as soon. Instead the punch was returned to herself at full force. Janice then fell, but stayed there to prevent herself from further injury. Bulma was not fooled.
"Tell whoever you're working for, that if I am ever to see him, that the pain that you're in now will be incomparable to the one he will be in. He is a he, am I right?"
"Go to hell!"
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I've already been; it's quite boring really."
With that she walked over to Vegeta, kissed him and walked away. Or, that was what Janice saw; Bulma had actually shared some life force with him during the kiss. She wanted to talk with him; it was her turn to pay up. She was Saiyan after all, and Saiyans always kept their word.
Thanks to my two betta readers: Julia Katz and Bree1213!!
By staring out of his window, He could see the built figure of a woman in the distance. The sky was close to black, even though the hour was approaching five in the evening. All at once it was raining with thunder, and lightning, but the woman was walking at a slow steadily pace. It wasn't before she almost reached the door than he discovered that it was his Janice. But no, it wasn't HIS Janice anymore. She had tried to poison him; she didn't care about him. He needed to seek out the protection of someone, but the name was forgotten. A knock pounded onto the door. He went over to open it, and saw that she had been crying.
"I'm so sorry darling; I never meant to poison you. It was HER who made me do it. She wants you dead, she hates you!" A sob escaped her throat, and Vegeta finally remembered that she would be cold.
"Oh Jan! Come in! I forgive you a million times. Just come in, and we can talk more about this."
She looked up with a slight desperate smile, and her eyes filled with hope at the thought that what had passed would not be held against her. Then as suddenly as the storm had appeared, her demeanor changed. Her face became one of hate and resentment.
"NEVER!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "You betrayed me! You slept with the enemy! I only felt hurt and you ran away and fucked every single female that crossed your path! You're nothing more than a fucked up whore who helps sluts gets rid of their hormone problems! I SAW you with her! And with other women! I hate you Vegeta!"
She then started to fade away, but before even her voice became nothingness, Vegeta heard her last words of resentment;
"Morphine won't help you with the pain that is to come..."
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"AAAAAAAAH!!!" Vegeta cried from the pain of his dreams and that of his injury's. Even Burma's rough training couldn't stop the scream from penetrating into her ears. She finally resolved to go see if he was all right. Having fixed the gravity chamber herself, she had no need to help the pitiful human. When she reached the medical wing, she found that the parents of her playboy had beaten her to it. They were injecting morphine into his vein. Almost instantly, the whimpering that had replaced the screaming stopped. Not exactly pleased that he had been injured so badly by her hand, she left to go grab stuff to eat in the kitchen.
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(AN: I'm not too sure if "Jock Briefs" is Bulma's dad's real name, 'cause in one fic that I read his name was Jock. So I'm gonna use that name and I'm giving credit to Ronin, the author of Danger in the Horizon… since he/she invented it….ok then lol )
"Jock, do you think he's going to be all right? I mean, that's a serious head injury there…" Asked Victoria Briefs (I wanted her to have a real name, but I also wanted it to relate to underwear, so I thought, what could be better than Victoria's Secret? lol) in a worse than desperate manner.
"I think he has a 70% chance of surviving. If luck is on our side, he'll be fine." In a calm voice, added, "We both know who is capable of this. We also know that she wouldn't even have blinked had it happened that he died. I will demand that she leaves immediately."
"But Jock! At least she amended by tending to his wounds! And-"
"And conveniently forgot to eliminate his pain by giving him some morphine."
"But she might not have known what morphine was! You can't put her out on the streets, she has no where else to go!"
Their conversation was cut short by a voice speaking; "Is he all right? He's not going to die is he?"
Taken by surprise, there was a stunned silence.
"No my dear, most likely not. Were you here when this happen? Are you the one who bandaged him up?" replied Dr. Briefs. Immediately, suspicions were turned onto Janice, for she also had the strength to do this.
"No, I had come to spend some time with Vegeta, when I found him in the kitchen. His head was all bloody and I washed it up. There were no senzu beans that I could give him, and pardon me, I didn't even think of using morphine." She bent her head in shame, and forced some tears to escape her eyes.
"I didn't mean to put him in any pain! I- I just."
"We understand dear. were worried too." Victoria approached to console her hopefully daughter-in-law to-be. "There, there. We don't blame you at all!" With that said she shot her husband a look. Sighing, he silently agreed, and also said that he did not blame her in the least. Still, she had not been in the same room as Vegeta to care for him as a nurse and that was suspicious. Though she had no motive to harm him, he thought that if she was to be given a chance, Bulma would also receive the benefit of the doubt.
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Having heard her named mentioned, Bulma had stopped in the hall to better hear what the parents were saying. She also heard when Janice had entered the conversation; she hoped that the father, being the only one with sense between the two parents would be slightly suspicious. She continued back to her room once she started hearing footsteps approaching the stairs to go to bed. It was then that she noticed that only two pairs of feet were walking. Alarmed, Bulma made her way back to the med wing to make sure no one was up to no good.
Upon entering the room, she saw that it was only the mother who had stayed to care for her son. That was cute. Victoria was sitting in a chair and her head was resting on the bed. Observing the two, she found no family resemblance, but who cared? Maybe Vegeta was adopted. Just then, Janice returned to the room. Seeing that the room was a bit crowded, Janice hesitated to enter.
"I just wanted to check on him. I didn't want him to be alone; I thought Vicky was going to come upstairs." Directing this statement towards Bulma.
"You lie."
Startled and putting up her guard, Janice replied; "Surely not. I wouldn't lie! I love Vegeta!"
Bulma snorted in a most un-lady like manner (not that snorting is elegant lol) for a princess. "About as much as I love this planet. Seriously, your acting skills are horrible."
Janice attempted to punch her but was blocked just as soon. Instead the punch was returned to herself at full force. Janice then fell, but stayed there to prevent herself from further injury. Bulma was not fooled.
"Tell whoever you're working for, that if I am ever to see him, that the pain that you're in now will be incomparable to the one he will be in. He is a he, am I right?"
"Go to hell!"
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I've already been; it's quite boring really."
With that she walked over to Vegeta, kissed him and walked away. Or, that was what Janice saw; Bulma had actually shared some life force with him during the kiss. She wanted to talk with him; it was her turn to pay up. She was Saiyan after all, and Saiyans always kept their word.