A/N: Well here is the next chapter! Tell me if I'm going too fast people!!
Now about Veggie blowing up the earth.. Read and find out if he really has
(mwahahah!) Thank you once again to all the reviewers for taking time to
review! I know I've said this but I really appreciate it so thanx!!! Oh and
let me know if you don't like where the story is going k? Luv ya'll loads!!
Happy reading.
To lil' Chi Chi: I promise Vegeta's not horrible!! Keep reading- There is a sacrifice involved!
Warning: Rating will go up now (cuz of swear words-doh!)
Disclaimer: ~will kill anyone if they say DBZ does not belong to me!~ Just jking! In my dreams! I don't get paid so :P don't sue!
Chapter 6
Bulma opened one sleepy eye reliving the previous night's events, *It must have been a dream, thank Kami.* But as soon as she got her bearings, Bulma realised that it certainly was not a dream (A/N: ~evil laugh~) and she was stuck on a spaceship with one crazy ass Saiya-jin prince. Groaning she pulled herself out of bed to take a quick shower.
Twenty minutes later Bulma stepped out of the shower and went back to her room almost bursting into tears again *Come one Bulma, get a grip girl. You have to survive this.. You can't show that you're upset. Try to act normal and not some blubbering idiot. You can survive this.. oh mom..daddy..*
Surveying the room she found a large closet with an emblem carved into it. She opened the doors and realised she was staring at all her clothes. *At least I get to wear my own clothes.* Frowning, she pulled out a white tank top and a blue denim mini-skirt, she rummaged through to find some wooden high heeled biege boots which reached upto her knees. *Might as well look good, even if I'll be a slave* She refused to cry anymore. Besides, she was all cried out anyway. *Might as well take a look around, can't stay in here all day*
Quickly brushing her wavy hair she stepped out of 'her' room. She looked to the right and then to the left, seeing an endless hallway. Shrugging, she turned to her right, walking at a fast pace but taking everything into account. She soon realised that the hallway curved round, *The craft must be like Freeza's spacecraft that came to earth.* Lost in her own thoughts she didn't notice the towering figure also walking through the hall, and bumped straight into him. Falling on her ass Bulma cried out, "Hey! Watch where you're going bud!" She stood up scowling, straightening her clothes out. When she looked up to the face of the person who she bumped into, Bulma gasped, "..." Bulma saw that he almost looked exactly like Goku.
The man looked extremely perplexed, "Excuse me, I didn't see you there," He surveyed the woman in front of him. *Wow.. So this is what an earthling looks like, but who is she?* "My name is Mik, and you would be?"
"Oh... My name is Bulma Briefs, I'm from earth. Where are you from?" Bulma then noticed a tail curled around his waist.
"I am from the planet Vegeta. Our Prince summoned us to planet earth a week ago to carry out a mission, we are on our way back to Vegeta-sei now. Are you an earthling?" He drunk in her appearance, trying not to make it too obvious.
Bulma acknowledged his politeness "Yeah..Forgive me for saying, but you're Saiya-jin aren't you?" He nodded and Bulma continued, "Sorry but I thought you'd be much more rude, being Saiya-jin and all."
At this Mik laughed out loud, he couldn't believe this fragile and weak little onna and her inquisitive nature, but he was enjoying it immensely. "Well truth be known, we're only like that if we're around other Saiya- jins. Alone, we can almost pass for what is 'kind' to you earthlings." He smiled at Bulma chuckling.
Bulma's smile froze, as Mik smiled she saw more of Goku in him and she just had to ask, "Tell me about your family? Any brother's, sister's?"
He gave her an odd look but complied anyway, "Well my father is still alive. His name is Bardock. My mother is dead and so is my older brother Radditz. Father told me that my other younger brother was somewhere in space, we just have to find him. He was sent on a mission to destroy a planet but we haven't heard from him." He stopped frowning, he had already given too much information away to this woman and he hadn't even known her for five minutes!
Bulma bowed her head and barely whispering she asked, "His name wouldn't have happened to be Kakkarot would it..?"
Miko narrowed his eyes at the little ningen, he was getting suspicious, "How did you know that?"
"He was my best friend, on my home planet.." Bulma felt her surpressed emotions start to rise again.
Mik looked at her sharply *Why does she look so sad..* "What happened to him?" Mik thought about getting his younger brother back, the thought elated him.
Bulma was now whispering almost in tears, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry.. but he was destroyed along with my planet." At this tears started to race down her cheek. She couldn't tell him that Vegeta had personally killed Goku, she couldn't stop the tears rolling down her cheeks.
Mik looked at the female before him and noticed the tears glistening on her cheek. He knew something fishy was going on *Planet Earth is destroyed? But I would have known about it!* Stepping closer, frowning, he reached out to brush away the tears. *So this is what a person looks like when they cry* He had never seen anyone in his life cry before. It was weak to cry, yet he saw that the woman infront of him was strong willed and still had the need to cry.
Bulma felt a hand brush her cheek gently dry. Right now she needed comfort, and this man was the closest thing to it. He seemed ok enough and he was related to Goku. A sob broke out from her throat and she moved forward quickly to hug him.
Mik's eyes widened, unprepared, as Bulma hugged him with force, started blushing. He didn't mind, of course but he didn't like the fact that she was pained and unhappy. He didn't know what this gesture was called but knew it was meant to comfort another person. *She must have been really close to my brother..* He wrapped his arms around her waist hugging and comforted her as she wept, much to Bulma's and his surprise. *What is this ningen doing to me?*
Feeling slightly better she looked up, "Did Vegeta tell you how you all came back to life?"
He nodded, "He explained everything to the former King Vegeta, through an intercom link from planet earth. The King then sent a spaceship for Vegeta, with a fleet of Saiya-jins."
Bulma frowned *How long have I really been knocked out for..?*
Mik cleared his throat, "Is everything ok?"
Bulma snapped out of her trance and nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks Mik, I really needed that hug and a friend." She stepped out of his arms, much to his disappointment.
"Anytime, but remember what I said. Although I may be nice to you now, if I'm with any other Saiya-jin, I won't be as nice, so don't be offended ok?"
"Yeah sure, well you better get back to whatever you were doing. I'll see you around ok?" Bulma waved as he nodded and walked away. *This is becoming such a pain. I hardly know anyone except him.. and Vegeta.* Bulma's face darkened as she thought of him. She continued to walk aimlessly around the ship for the rest of the day, not really seeing anyone.
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Bulma yawned as she returned to her room after exploring the whole ship, she saw only a handful of people on the ship, and was beginning to get tired. She opened the door to her room and quietly slipped in yawning again. She pulled off her boots, turning on the lights but leaving them slightly dimmed. She didn't notice the prominent figure standing in the corner of the room. She soon realised that all her possesions were in this room, her cd's and portable hi-fi system, walkman, make up, clothes and even her memory chest. Sighing she started to undress but was stopped by a cold voice.
He watched her silently as she entered her room. Once again he felt something in his chest squeeze, trying to ignore it, he watched the blue haired beauty take off her shoes *So much grace.. wait what am I thinking? I am Prince Vegeta, I could crush her in an instant!*
"What have you been doing the entire day?" Bulma realised it was Vegeta speaking and she looked towards where his voice was coming from.
She was beginning to get irritated by him sneaking up on her *Stupid bakayaro. Damn short psycho monkey ass, piece of shi-*, "What do you want Prince Vegeta?" Bulma put in as much sarcasm as she could.
"Onna, tomorrow we will be reaching Vegeta-sei and you are to wear this," He held out a thick silver choker carved with a 'V' on it. "You have no choice in this." He stated calmly.
Bulma's eyes narrowed, "Why do you want me to wear that?"
Vegeta blinked slowly, tiring of her questions, trying not to let them get to him. "It is a sign that you belong to the Royal house of Vegeta. It is for your own good. This way none of the Saiya-jin males on Vegeta-sei are allowed to 'handle' or mate you, unless they come to me first and ask of my permission. And they are also not allowed to challenge you to a battle."
Bulma could feel her blood pressure rise as she heard this. "That's great Vegeta, just what I needed, a dog tag. I guess you always wanted a human for a pet. If this is true, why not try to get me to bark too, I'm sure you'd enjoy that! Want me to lick your face as well while I'm at it?" Her voice was rising, but she quietened down when she felt Vegeta's hand tighten around her throat.
"You are trying my patience bitch." He said in a low whisper.
Bulma looked him back square in the eyes not caring anymore, she replied in a menacing tone, "Go ahead Vegeta, I'm not afraid to die. Because I know I will go to a better place. I will be an angel up there and I also know for a fact that when you die, you'll be burning in hell with the devil. So go on kill me, see if I care. I'll be free from being your slave and I'll be free from having to deal with you." Bulma felt his hand loosen its grip from around her neck. She was so relieved, she didn't really want to die, but she wasn't going to tell him that. What had Goku said to her once? Never give into defeat, always face your problems head on.. She was going to live, for all the people destroyed.
He took a step back, his face clouded in anger. "Then I'll just have to keep you alive and torture you." He smirked and flung the choker at her feet, "Wear it if you don't want to become a Saiya-jin's whore. I don't care what you do with it." With that he turned, storming out of the room.
Bulma took the choker and placed it on the dressing table. It was so damn wide, it looked like it would almost cover her whole neck. She noticed the 'V' was actually made from embedded saphires, like the colour of her eyes and in italic writing. *Looks pretty expensive..* Shrugging she finished getting changed and hopped into bed, falling asleep as her head hit the pillow.
Vegeta walked quickly down the hall entering his own room. *Why didn't you just tell her it was what all welcomed guests to the royal home wore?* He growled at his stupidity. He could not tell her that the choker meant something to feel honored about, as well as for her protection. He stripped down to his boxers (A/N: ~drool~) and climbed into bed. But he found that he couldn't sleep.
The words she had said to him were cold and heartless, "You'll be burning in hell with the devil..I'll be free from you." He couldn't believe that the weak little onna had held so much venom in her voice towards him. He admired her for it, but yet it also angered him sometimes. He stared at the ceiling, growling as he pictured her face. *This is not happening to me.. I will not allow it. I will not feel for some weak onna.* Vegeta sat up straight in bed, this realisation hit him straight in the face. He did care about her, more than he would like admit. He obviously didn't want any harm to come of her, that's why he had given her the choker. He sank back down into bed, hoping silently that she would wear the choker tomorrow. *She actually thinks I destroyed that mud ball planet..Feh, stupid onna* He soon fell into a deep restless sleep, hating himself for having dreams full of a certain blue-haired wonder.
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A/N: Well it's about damn time he realised!!! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. And what's this? Is planet earth really destroyed? (Sorry to Bunni Girl!!) Please give me any comments you have. Good or bad, cuz I would like to have some constructive criticism!! And I know I keep pointing this out but PLEASE let me know if Vegeta's becoming too OOC, thank you!
Next Chapter: Bulma bumps into someone again and.. She has to learn about Saiya-jin culture? (zzzzzzz) Vegeta's acting totally weird and maybe a lil OOC(not sure? sorry if he is). So keep reading!!
Vegeta: ~folds arms and stands in trademark pose~ I refuse to be in this story anymore.
JluvsVeggie: ~Looks at Yamcha's ashes and gulps~ Sure thing oh great prince!! I'll just cut you out! ~mouthes to the reader~ no I won't!
Vegeta: What was that you were mouthing?
JluvsVeggie: ~looks for an escape route~ Nothing oh mighty prince! ~falls to floor bowing~
Vegeta: ~sweatdrops~
Bye for now and stay tuned for the next installment!
To lil' Chi Chi: I promise Vegeta's not horrible!! Keep reading- There is a sacrifice involved!
Warning: Rating will go up now (cuz of swear words-doh!)
Disclaimer: ~will kill anyone if they say DBZ does not belong to me!~ Just jking! In my dreams! I don't get paid so :P don't sue!
Chapter 6
Bulma opened one sleepy eye reliving the previous night's events, *It must have been a dream, thank Kami.* But as soon as she got her bearings, Bulma realised that it certainly was not a dream (A/N: ~evil laugh~) and she was stuck on a spaceship with one crazy ass Saiya-jin prince. Groaning she pulled herself out of bed to take a quick shower.
Twenty minutes later Bulma stepped out of the shower and went back to her room almost bursting into tears again *Come one Bulma, get a grip girl. You have to survive this.. You can't show that you're upset. Try to act normal and not some blubbering idiot. You can survive this.. oh mom..daddy..*
Surveying the room she found a large closet with an emblem carved into it. She opened the doors and realised she was staring at all her clothes. *At least I get to wear my own clothes.* Frowning, she pulled out a white tank top and a blue denim mini-skirt, she rummaged through to find some wooden high heeled biege boots which reached upto her knees. *Might as well look good, even if I'll be a slave* She refused to cry anymore. Besides, she was all cried out anyway. *Might as well take a look around, can't stay in here all day*
Quickly brushing her wavy hair she stepped out of 'her' room. She looked to the right and then to the left, seeing an endless hallway. Shrugging, she turned to her right, walking at a fast pace but taking everything into account. She soon realised that the hallway curved round, *The craft must be like Freeza's spacecraft that came to earth.* Lost in her own thoughts she didn't notice the towering figure also walking through the hall, and bumped straight into him. Falling on her ass Bulma cried out, "Hey! Watch where you're going bud!" She stood up scowling, straightening her clothes out. When she looked up to the face of the person who she bumped into, Bulma gasped, "..." Bulma saw that he almost looked exactly like Goku.
The man looked extremely perplexed, "Excuse me, I didn't see you there," He surveyed the woman in front of him. *Wow.. So this is what an earthling looks like, but who is she?* "My name is Mik, and you would be?"
"Oh... My name is Bulma Briefs, I'm from earth. Where are you from?" Bulma then noticed a tail curled around his waist.
"I am from the planet Vegeta. Our Prince summoned us to planet earth a week ago to carry out a mission, we are on our way back to Vegeta-sei now. Are you an earthling?" He drunk in her appearance, trying not to make it too obvious.
Bulma acknowledged his politeness "Yeah..Forgive me for saying, but you're Saiya-jin aren't you?" He nodded and Bulma continued, "Sorry but I thought you'd be much more rude, being Saiya-jin and all."
At this Mik laughed out loud, he couldn't believe this fragile and weak little onna and her inquisitive nature, but he was enjoying it immensely. "Well truth be known, we're only like that if we're around other Saiya- jins. Alone, we can almost pass for what is 'kind' to you earthlings." He smiled at Bulma chuckling.
Bulma's smile froze, as Mik smiled she saw more of Goku in him and she just had to ask, "Tell me about your family? Any brother's, sister's?"
He gave her an odd look but complied anyway, "Well my father is still alive. His name is Bardock. My mother is dead and so is my older brother Radditz. Father told me that my other younger brother was somewhere in space, we just have to find him. He was sent on a mission to destroy a planet but we haven't heard from him." He stopped frowning, he had already given too much information away to this woman and he hadn't even known her for five minutes!
Bulma bowed her head and barely whispering she asked, "His name wouldn't have happened to be Kakkarot would it..?"
Miko narrowed his eyes at the little ningen, he was getting suspicious, "How did you know that?"
"He was my best friend, on my home planet.." Bulma felt her surpressed emotions start to rise again.
Mik looked at her sharply *Why does she look so sad..* "What happened to him?" Mik thought about getting his younger brother back, the thought elated him.
Bulma was now whispering almost in tears, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry.. but he was destroyed along with my planet." At this tears started to race down her cheek. She couldn't tell him that Vegeta had personally killed Goku, she couldn't stop the tears rolling down her cheeks.
Mik looked at the female before him and noticed the tears glistening on her cheek. He knew something fishy was going on *Planet Earth is destroyed? But I would have known about it!* Stepping closer, frowning, he reached out to brush away the tears. *So this is what a person looks like when they cry* He had never seen anyone in his life cry before. It was weak to cry, yet he saw that the woman infront of him was strong willed and still had the need to cry.
Bulma felt a hand brush her cheek gently dry. Right now she needed comfort, and this man was the closest thing to it. He seemed ok enough and he was related to Goku. A sob broke out from her throat and she moved forward quickly to hug him.
Mik's eyes widened, unprepared, as Bulma hugged him with force, started blushing. He didn't mind, of course but he didn't like the fact that she was pained and unhappy. He didn't know what this gesture was called but knew it was meant to comfort another person. *She must have been really close to my brother..* He wrapped his arms around her waist hugging and comforted her as she wept, much to Bulma's and his surprise. *What is this ningen doing to me?*
Feeling slightly better she looked up, "Did Vegeta tell you how you all came back to life?"
He nodded, "He explained everything to the former King Vegeta, through an intercom link from planet earth. The King then sent a spaceship for Vegeta, with a fleet of Saiya-jins."
Bulma frowned *How long have I really been knocked out for..?*
Mik cleared his throat, "Is everything ok?"
Bulma snapped out of her trance and nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks Mik, I really needed that hug and a friend." She stepped out of his arms, much to his disappointment.
"Anytime, but remember what I said. Although I may be nice to you now, if I'm with any other Saiya-jin, I won't be as nice, so don't be offended ok?"
"Yeah sure, well you better get back to whatever you were doing. I'll see you around ok?" Bulma waved as he nodded and walked away. *This is becoming such a pain. I hardly know anyone except him.. and Vegeta.* Bulma's face darkened as she thought of him. She continued to walk aimlessly around the ship for the rest of the day, not really seeing anyone.
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Bulma yawned as she returned to her room after exploring the whole ship, she saw only a handful of people on the ship, and was beginning to get tired. She opened the door to her room and quietly slipped in yawning again. She pulled off her boots, turning on the lights but leaving them slightly dimmed. She didn't notice the prominent figure standing in the corner of the room. She soon realised that all her possesions were in this room, her cd's and portable hi-fi system, walkman, make up, clothes and even her memory chest. Sighing she started to undress but was stopped by a cold voice.
He watched her silently as she entered her room. Once again he felt something in his chest squeeze, trying to ignore it, he watched the blue haired beauty take off her shoes *So much grace.. wait what am I thinking? I am Prince Vegeta, I could crush her in an instant!*
"What have you been doing the entire day?" Bulma realised it was Vegeta speaking and she looked towards where his voice was coming from.
She was beginning to get irritated by him sneaking up on her *Stupid bakayaro. Damn short psycho monkey ass, piece of shi-*, "What do you want Prince Vegeta?" Bulma put in as much sarcasm as she could.
"Onna, tomorrow we will be reaching Vegeta-sei and you are to wear this," He held out a thick silver choker carved with a 'V' on it. "You have no choice in this." He stated calmly.
Bulma's eyes narrowed, "Why do you want me to wear that?"
Vegeta blinked slowly, tiring of her questions, trying not to let them get to him. "It is a sign that you belong to the Royal house of Vegeta. It is for your own good. This way none of the Saiya-jin males on Vegeta-sei are allowed to 'handle' or mate you, unless they come to me first and ask of my permission. And they are also not allowed to challenge you to a battle."
Bulma could feel her blood pressure rise as she heard this. "That's great Vegeta, just what I needed, a dog tag. I guess you always wanted a human for a pet. If this is true, why not try to get me to bark too, I'm sure you'd enjoy that! Want me to lick your face as well while I'm at it?" Her voice was rising, but she quietened down when she felt Vegeta's hand tighten around her throat.
"You are trying my patience bitch." He said in a low whisper.
Bulma looked him back square in the eyes not caring anymore, she replied in a menacing tone, "Go ahead Vegeta, I'm not afraid to die. Because I know I will go to a better place. I will be an angel up there and I also know for a fact that when you die, you'll be burning in hell with the devil. So go on kill me, see if I care. I'll be free from being your slave and I'll be free from having to deal with you." Bulma felt his hand loosen its grip from around her neck. She was so relieved, she didn't really want to die, but she wasn't going to tell him that. What had Goku said to her once? Never give into defeat, always face your problems head on.. She was going to live, for all the people destroyed.
He took a step back, his face clouded in anger. "Then I'll just have to keep you alive and torture you." He smirked and flung the choker at her feet, "Wear it if you don't want to become a Saiya-jin's whore. I don't care what you do with it." With that he turned, storming out of the room.
Bulma took the choker and placed it on the dressing table. It was so damn wide, it looked like it would almost cover her whole neck. She noticed the 'V' was actually made from embedded saphires, like the colour of her eyes and in italic writing. *Looks pretty expensive..* Shrugging she finished getting changed and hopped into bed, falling asleep as her head hit the pillow.
Vegeta walked quickly down the hall entering his own room. *Why didn't you just tell her it was what all welcomed guests to the royal home wore?* He growled at his stupidity. He could not tell her that the choker meant something to feel honored about, as well as for her protection. He stripped down to his boxers (A/N: ~drool~) and climbed into bed. But he found that he couldn't sleep.
The words she had said to him were cold and heartless, "You'll be burning in hell with the devil..I'll be free from you." He couldn't believe that the weak little onna had held so much venom in her voice towards him. He admired her for it, but yet it also angered him sometimes. He stared at the ceiling, growling as he pictured her face. *This is not happening to me.. I will not allow it. I will not feel for some weak onna.* Vegeta sat up straight in bed, this realisation hit him straight in the face. He did care about her, more than he would like admit. He obviously didn't want any harm to come of her, that's why he had given her the choker. He sank back down into bed, hoping silently that she would wear the choker tomorrow. *She actually thinks I destroyed that mud ball planet..Feh, stupid onna* He soon fell into a deep restless sleep, hating himself for having dreams full of a certain blue-haired wonder.
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A/N: Well it's about damn time he realised!!! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. And what's this? Is planet earth really destroyed? (Sorry to Bunni Girl!!) Please give me any comments you have. Good or bad, cuz I would like to have some constructive criticism!! And I know I keep pointing this out but PLEASE let me know if Vegeta's becoming too OOC, thank you!
Next Chapter: Bulma bumps into someone again and.. She has to learn about Saiya-jin culture? (zzzzzzz) Vegeta's acting totally weird and maybe a lil OOC(not sure? sorry if he is). So keep reading!!
Vegeta: ~folds arms and stands in trademark pose~ I refuse to be in this story anymore.
JluvsVeggie: ~Looks at Yamcha's ashes and gulps~ Sure thing oh great prince!! I'll just cut you out! ~mouthes to the reader~ no I won't!
Vegeta: What was that you were mouthing?
JluvsVeggie: ~looks for an escape route~ Nothing oh mighty prince! ~falls to floor bowing~
Vegeta: ~sweatdrops~
Bye for now and stay tuned for the next installment!