Hi Everyone! What is up? I know I can tell you, A couple of airplanes, some
birds, clouds, ya know! Okay, that was enough weirdness. Oh, wait, there is
no such thing! ^.^ Okay here is chapter four (After the Disclaimer, of
course!)
Disclaimer: I don't even own a penny. Why would I own DBZ? I don't! That will happen when Monkeys fly out of Madonna's butt. (I was watching Saturday Night Live too much ^.^)
*Bulmas thoughts* Vegetas thoughts
Vegeta set Bulma down and observed her. He looked at her skin, her hair, her eyes. He felt the same feeling as he did before, when he first observed her closely. It was like he was in a trance, mesmerized by her beauty. He let his hand extend to her face, and stroked it gently, just to feel it, to actually touch something soft and gentle. All his life he had lived as a cold warrior, never had he touched something so soft.
Bulma awoke, keeping her eyes shut. Something, someone was stroking her. It felt good. *Wait a second, the only one here is.*
Bulmas eyes snapped open. She drew away sharply, as Vegeta stepped backwards.
"What the hell were you doing?" She snapped.
"Shut up."
I will NOT shut up, pervert!" Bulma yelled
"QUIET!" Vegeta roared, and Bulma shut up.
Now I have to focus. The girls friends will be coming back to where I found her pretty soon. Once they get there, I'll make them give me the Dragonball, then I'll kill them all.
"You said you weren't going to kill me." Bulma choked.
"What?"
"You just said-
"I didn't say anything, woman!"
"But I heard you. You said that Krillin and Gohan were going to come back and you were going to get the Dragonball then," Bulma gulped, "kill us all. You said that you weren't going to kill me, earlier."
"How did you know what I was thinking?" Vegeta choked. "Huh?"
"That was what I was just thinking."
Blue met black as their eyes met.
All of a sudden, Vegeta had Bulma by the shirt.
"Where are you really from?!" He shouted.
"Earth!" Bulma squeaked
"Tell the truth!" Vegeta yelled, slamming her into the rock cliff.
"I swear! I'm from earth! Let me go!"
Vegeta did not let go. "What kind of spell did you put on me?!"
"Nothing! I don't know what's happening! Just let me down!"
Vegeta stopped. He let go of Bulma's shirt, and she fell to the ground.
"You don't know whats going on, do you?" Vegeta said quietly
"No, you idiot! I have no fricking idea!" Bulma said.
"I will not kill you." Vegeta said, walking away
Bulma looked up at Vegeta. "Does this mean I'm free?"
"No" He said, turning around. "I wouldn't just set you free. I still have to get my Dragonball remember?"
*Kami, this guy is impossible*
Okay doke people! I know this might be a little confusing and all, so I'll just explain really quick. Bulma and Vegeta are meant to be together, so they have the bond that is popular in so many fics, but in this fic, it comes a little bit earlier. Is that a good enough explanation for ya? Okay, the next Chapter will be up probably tomorrow, because I don't have school. YAY!!!! Bye!! Oh.REVIEW (just a couple of words will keep me going, people!) ^.^ (--My trademark smile thingy
Disclaimer: I don't even own a penny. Why would I own DBZ? I don't! That will happen when Monkeys fly out of Madonna's butt. (I was watching Saturday Night Live too much ^.^)
*Bulmas thoughts* Vegetas thoughts
Vegeta set Bulma down and observed her. He looked at her skin, her hair, her eyes. He felt the same feeling as he did before, when he first observed her closely. It was like he was in a trance, mesmerized by her beauty. He let his hand extend to her face, and stroked it gently, just to feel it, to actually touch something soft and gentle. All his life he had lived as a cold warrior, never had he touched something so soft.
Bulma awoke, keeping her eyes shut. Something, someone was stroking her. It felt good. *Wait a second, the only one here is.*
Bulmas eyes snapped open. She drew away sharply, as Vegeta stepped backwards.
"What the hell were you doing?" She snapped.
"Shut up."
I will NOT shut up, pervert!" Bulma yelled
"QUIET!" Vegeta roared, and Bulma shut up.
Now I have to focus. The girls friends will be coming back to where I found her pretty soon. Once they get there, I'll make them give me the Dragonball, then I'll kill them all.
"You said you weren't going to kill me." Bulma choked.
"What?"
"You just said-
"I didn't say anything, woman!"
"But I heard you. You said that Krillin and Gohan were going to come back and you were going to get the Dragonball then," Bulma gulped, "kill us all. You said that you weren't going to kill me, earlier."
"How did you know what I was thinking?" Vegeta choked. "Huh?"
"That was what I was just thinking."
Blue met black as their eyes met.
All of a sudden, Vegeta had Bulma by the shirt.
"Where are you really from?!" He shouted.
"Earth!" Bulma squeaked
"Tell the truth!" Vegeta yelled, slamming her into the rock cliff.
"I swear! I'm from earth! Let me go!"
Vegeta did not let go. "What kind of spell did you put on me?!"
"Nothing! I don't know what's happening! Just let me down!"
Vegeta stopped. He let go of Bulma's shirt, and she fell to the ground.
"You don't know whats going on, do you?" Vegeta said quietly
"No, you idiot! I have no fricking idea!" Bulma said.
"I will not kill you." Vegeta said, walking away
Bulma looked up at Vegeta. "Does this mean I'm free?"
"No" He said, turning around. "I wouldn't just set you free. I still have to get my Dragonball remember?"
*Kami, this guy is impossible*
Okay doke people! I know this might be a little confusing and all, so I'll just explain really quick. Bulma and Vegeta are meant to be together, so they have the bond that is popular in so many fics, but in this fic, it comes a little bit earlier. Is that a good enough explanation for ya? Okay, the next Chapter will be up probably tomorrow, because I don't have school. YAY!!!! Bye!! Oh.REVIEW (just a couple of words will keep me going, people!) ^.^ (--My trademark smile thingy