Chapter 9: Hangnail
By: The Angel of Foof
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Do I STILL need to put up a disclaimer? I did for the other eight chapters!!
A/N: AAH!! 1 more chapter (after this one) and an epilogue, and I'm DONE with this story!! Then I will be working on two at the same time..... "I Wish I May, I Wish I Might", which is a story about Bulma making a birthday wish to make Vegeta less of an asshole (yeah, right!!), and "Vegeta Gets Dragged to High School" You read all of these stories where Bulma gets dragged to high school, right? This one's a little different (and funny as hell!!)
Thanks again to my loyal reviewers! Well, Raven, I am so glad that you've been there since day 1.... I may have never thought of finishing this if I didn't have anyone like this story at all!! (tries to hide from the glares) Onna, evilness is good. And maybe... JUST MAYBE.... I may have to do a little more Yamcha bashing (literally) just to make you happy...... Babie Blue, did you really think I'd stop writing this at the biggest cliffy in the world (okay, maybe the story)? Of course not!! (I might just have to write two chapters today!!)
Now let's go and *almost* finish this thing!!
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"I need you to get me away from here, Vegeta! I can't keep the kid safe myself!!" Bulma pleaded.
"WHAT?!"
"I'm pregnant, Vegeta."
Thud. Vegeta's shocked expression was nothing compared to the foot-long blade of Yamcha's in his chest.
My hopes just fell and I can't see
The reason why... why there is blood on my sleeve
And all this time I thought it mine
But it's not, it's yours and
It's not worth it for me... gets harder every time I call you
This life you lead... like livin' in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed... right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal... better ask before you borrow
Yamcha pulled out the blade... attached to his arm? No, it WAS his arm. Vegeta fell to the ground, still stunned.
"Vegeta!!" Bulma screamed.
Yamcha replaced the blade-arm for a hand. (It's Robo-Yamcha, okay?! I know it's kind of lame...) He grabbed Bulma. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." he threw her to the ground.
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(Flashback)
"Kami! He's dead!!" the guard ran over the the pool of blood and mutilated tissue. "Call the doc!!"
Soon, the doc, who had a reputation for malpractice and unusual treatment options (and the only job he could get was being hired by the government to fix up screwy prisoners), came over to the pile. "I'll take the corpse, you mop up the blood," he instructed the guard.
He picked up the strewn tissue (A/N: yeah, I know it's kinda gory, but you need to know this, sort of...) and brought it to an operating table in his lab. He performed several surgeries on the body, turning it back into a body (with lots of metal in various places) and started pumping mercury into the veins. The last thing the crazy doctor did was put a small amount of uranium in his heart and a small amount into his brain.
Yamcha opened his eyes.
The doc rejoiced at his success. "I brought someone back to life! This is a revelation! How do you feel?"
"Like getting revenge." Yamcha (now Robo-Yamcha, I guess, but I'm not typing that every single time) said. He went over to the doc and snapped his neck (A/N: another not pretty picture, but hey, I have a screwy mind). He left the prison, looking for Bulma and her 'boyfriend'.
"I'll kill him."
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"And now that I've done that, I can go off and do my own thing."
"NO!!" Bulma cried as Yamcha walked away.
Bulma went over to Vegeta's bleeding body. She tore off the sleeves of her shirt and put them over Vegeta's cut, trying to stop the bleeding. Vegeta was gasping for breath. "Woman," he said weakly.
"Vegeta, I'm here. You can't die!!" Bulma sobbed. "Please!!"
Vegeta strained to look at Bulma. "Never give up. Never. And never let anyone push you around. And take care of our kid, okay? It'll be a great kid, I'm sure of it. I love you, Bulma."
He passed out.
And I don't see too well... don't sing too well
And so I settle to scream... just grab your shit
And leave with it... they won't make no statues of you
It's not worth it for me... gets harder every time I call you
This life you lead... like livin' in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed... right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal... better ask before you borrow
This label thief... find a better title suited for you
This tidal wave... is coming down upon you
Bulma screamed. The pieces of cloth she put on Vegeta's chest were soaked with blood. She started to do CPR on him, but nothing was working. "Please, Vegeta," she pleaded.
Goku came over. "I don't think there's much we can do. You can try all you want to save him, but I don't think anything is going to work now. That was some hit he took."
Bulma nodded, sobbing. She stood up weakly.
Goku flew her back to his house and sat her on the couch. "Now listen to me... I'm going to go and find and kill that guy. I'll be back in a little while."
Bulma nodded.
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Goku flew through the air quickly and looked for Yamcha. "There he is... in the forest." He flew down.
"Oh, back for more?" Yamcha taunted.
"No, I'm back for the end."
"Too bad... it'll be the end for you...."
"I don't think so, Yamcha. This is your end!"
Goku threw a punch at Yamcha, causing the robo-guy to bleed mercury. "What the hell is this?!"
"Mercury. A substance poisonous to most people. I live with it."
"You're not human!!"
"Good guess!"
Goku got angrier and angrier. His power was building.
"Well, then, I guess we should end this," Yamcha said with a yawn. He pulled out his bloody blade.
"I think so." Goku put his hands behind his back in the same way. "Ka.... me.... ha..... me....."
"What the fuck?!" Yamcha stood in terror as the energy grew higher and higher.
"HAA!!!!" Goku released the blast and Yamcha screamed in terror (A/N: what a wimp!!).
Yamcha blew up in chunks, never to be fixed.
This time I forgot it
I swear this shit was rotten
This time I believe it
Cause I've seen the shit you're needing
It's not worth it for me... gets harder every time I call you
This life you lead... like livin' in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed... right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal... better ask before you borrow
This label thief... find a better title suited for you
This tidal wave... is coming down upon you
Goku flew back to his house, to find ChiChi consoling Bulma. "I killed him."
"You did? Thanks," Bulma sniffed.
"You know, there is a way we might be able to fix Vegeta," Goku started to say.
"REALLY?! What?!" Bulma grabbed his shirt, obviously desperate.
"They're called the dragonballs. Apparently, there is a legend of a dragon that can grant any wish if you find the seven dragonballs and put them together. You could wish Vegeta back from the dead!!" Goku exclaimed.
"Really?!?!?!" Bulma jumped for joy.
"However, they're spread out throughout the earth, so it'd be really hard to find them."
"Oh, come on, you know that isn't a problem for me. Do you have one of them?" Bulma asked.
"Actually, yes, I do..." Goku pulled a drawer out in a chest of drawers. "Here it is."
Bulma looked in the door to find a bright orange sphere. She picked it up. "Maybe I could make a radar to find the others."
One month later...
"Okay, I'm leaving... I've got to try and fix this mess..." Bulma sighed. "I guess there really isn't much left to say but thanks, Goku. I really appreciate your hospitality and dealing with me this entire time." She stepped out of the house. "Thanks."
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Okay, Bulma's setting out for the dragonballs... four months pregnant.... this should be interesting. But you'll have to wait (either a couple of hours or a couple of days or something....), because I like to make people wait! *Grins evilly*
Don't forget to R/R or I'll bite your head off and feed it to my little brother! (Where did that come from?! O.o)
.:Angel:.
By: The Angel of Foof
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Do I STILL need to put up a disclaimer? I did for the other eight chapters!!
A/N: AAH!! 1 more chapter (after this one) and an epilogue, and I'm DONE with this story!! Then I will be working on two at the same time..... "I Wish I May, I Wish I Might", which is a story about Bulma making a birthday wish to make Vegeta less of an asshole (yeah, right!!), and "Vegeta Gets Dragged to High School" You read all of these stories where Bulma gets dragged to high school, right? This one's a little different (and funny as hell!!)
Thanks again to my loyal reviewers! Well, Raven, I am so glad that you've been there since day 1.... I may have never thought of finishing this if I didn't have anyone like this story at all!! (tries to hide from the glares) Onna, evilness is good. And maybe... JUST MAYBE.... I may have to do a little more Yamcha bashing (literally) just to make you happy...... Babie Blue, did you really think I'd stop writing this at the biggest cliffy in the world (okay, maybe the story)? Of course not!! (I might just have to write two chapters today!!)
Now let's go and *almost* finish this thing!!
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"I need you to get me away from here, Vegeta! I can't keep the kid safe myself!!" Bulma pleaded.
"WHAT?!"
"I'm pregnant, Vegeta."
Thud. Vegeta's shocked expression was nothing compared to the foot-long blade of Yamcha's in his chest.
My hopes just fell and I can't see
The reason why... why there is blood on my sleeve
And all this time I thought it mine
But it's not, it's yours and
It's not worth it for me... gets harder every time I call you
This life you lead... like livin' in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed... right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal... better ask before you borrow
Yamcha pulled out the blade... attached to his arm? No, it WAS his arm. Vegeta fell to the ground, still stunned.
"Vegeta!!" Bulma screamed.
Yamcha replaced the blade-arm for a hand. (It's Robo-Yamcha, okay?! I know it's kind of lame...) He grabbed Bulma. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." he threw her to the ground.
---
(Flashback)
"Kami! He's dead!!" the guard ran over the the pool of blood and mutilated tissue. "Call the doc!!"
Soon, the doc, who had a reputation for malpractice and unusual treatment options (and the only job he could get was being hired by the government to fix up screwy prisoners), came over to the pile. "I'll take the corpse, you mop up the blood," he instructed the guard.
He picked up the strewn tissue (A/N: yeah, I know it's kinda gory, but you need to know this, sort of...) and brought it to an operating table in his lab. He performed several surgeries on the body, turning it back into a body (with lots of metal in various places) and started pumping mercury into the veins. The last thing the crazy doctor did was put a small amount of uranium in his heart and a small amount into his brain.
Yamcha opened his eyes.
The doc rejoiced at his success. "I brought someone back to life! This is a revelation! How do you feel?"
"Like getting revenge." Yamcha (now Robo-Yamcha, I guess, but I'm not typing that every single time) said. He went over to the doc and snapped his neck (A/N: another not pretty picture, but hey, I have a screwy mind). He left the prison, looking for Bulma and her 'boyfriend'.
"I'll kill him."
---
"And now that I've done that, I can go off and do my own thing."
"NO!!" Bulma cried as Yamcha walked away.
Bulma went over to Vegeta's bleeding body. She tore off the sleeves of her shirt and put them over Vegeta's cut, trying to stop the bleeding. Vegeta was gasping for breath. "Woman," he said weakly.
"Vegeta, I'm here. You can't die!!" Bulma sobbed. "Please!!"
Vegeta strained to look at Bulma. "Never give up. Never. And never let anyone push you around. And take care of our kid, okay? It'll be a great kid, I'm sure of it. I love you, Bulma."
He passed out.
And I don't see too well... don't sing too well
And so I settle to scream... just grab your shit
And leave with it... they won't make no statues of you
It's not worth it for me... gets harder every time I call you
This life you lead... like livin' in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed... right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal... better ask before you borrow
This label thief... find a better title suited for you
This tidal wave... is coming down upon you
Bulma screamed. The pieces of cloth she put on Vegeta's chest were soaked with blood. She started to do CPR on him, but nothing was working. "Please, Vegeta," she pleaded.
Goku came over. "I don't think there's much we can do. You can try all you want to save him, but I don't think anything is going to work now. That was some hit he took."
Bulma nodded, sobbing. She stood up weakly.
Goku flew her back to his house and sat her on the couch. "Now listen to me... I'm going to go and find and kill that guy. I'll be back in a little while."
Bulma nodded.
---
Goku flew through the air quickly and looked for Yamcha. "There he is... in the forest." He flew down.
"Oh, back for more?" Yamcha taunted.
"No, I'm back for the end."
"Too bad... it'll be the end for you...."
"I don't think so, Yamcha. This is your end!"
Goku threw a punch at Yamcha, causing the robo-guy to bleed mercury. "What the hell is this?!"
"Mercury. A substance poisonous to most people. I live with it."
"You're not human!!"
"Good guess!"
Goku got angrier and angrier. His power was building.
"Well, then, I guess we should end this," Yamcha said with a yawn. He pulled out his bloody blade.
"I think so." Goku put his hands behind his back in the same way. "Ka.... me.... ha..... me....."
"What the fuck?!" Yamcha stood in terror as the energy grew higher and higher.
"HAA!!!!" Goku released the blast and Yamcha screamed in terror (A/N: what a wimp!!).
Yamcha blew up in chunks, never to be fixed.
This time I forgot it
I swear this shit was rotten
This time I believe it
Cause I've seen the shit you're needing
It's not worth it for me... gets harder every time I call you
This life you lead... like livin' in a shiny ballroom
Next time you bleed... right about this time tomorrow
Next time you steal... better ask before you borrow
This label thief... find a better title suited for you
This tidal wave... is coming down upon you
Goku flew back to his house, to find ChiChi consoling Bulma. "I killed him."
"You did? Thanks," Bulma sniffed.
"You know, there is a way we might be able to fix Vegeta," Goku started to say.
"REALLY?! What?!" Bulma grabbed his shirt, obviously desperate.
"They're called the dragonballs. Apparently, there is a legend of a dragon that can grant any wish if you find the seven dragonballs and put them together. You could wish Vegeta back from the dead!!" Goku exclaimed.
"Really?!?!?!" Bulma jumped for joy.
"However, they're spread out throughout the earth, so it'd be really hard to find them."
"Oh, come on, you know that isn't a problem for me. Do you have one of them?" Bulma asked.
"Actually, yes, I do..." Goku pulled a drawer out in a chest of drawers. "Here it is."
Bulma looked in the door to find a bright orange sphere. She picked it up. "Maybe I could make a radar to find the others."
One month later...
"Okay, I'm leaving... I've got to try and fix this mess..." Bulma sighed. "I guess there really isn't much left to say but thanks, Goku. I really appreciate your hospitality and dealing with me this entire time." She stepped out of the house. "Thanks."
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Okay, Bulma's setting out for the dragonballs... four months pregnant.... this should be interesting. But you'll have to wait (either a couple of hours or a couple of days or something....), because I like to make people wait! *Grins evilly*
Don't forget to R/R or I'll bite your head off and feed it to my little brother! (Where did that come from?! O.o)
.:Angel:.