A/N: Hello again! Thank you for the wonderful reviews, I'm amazed I'm
getting such a large (positive) response. I know a lot of you have been
waiting for me to get my butt in gear and hurry up with the story! Anyway,
on with the story. Happy Reading!
This Chapter: Lord Otari makes his move :(
Disclaimer: Of course I own DBZ! (NOT!)
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Vegeta carefully peeled off Bulma's tattered clothing and placed her into one of the many rejuvination tanks, in the medical room, hooking her in. He frowned as he looked at her bruised body. *I should have never let this get out of hand.* He reached out and sensed for the second ki inside of Bulma. Sure enough it was there, and growing stronger by the minute. He smirked at the thought of having a son to train. *Of course he will be stronger than Kakkarot's imbocile of a brat! I'll make sure of it!* He glanced at Bulma's face for a brief second, worry flashing through his eyes. It would go undetected by any other person, save for Bulma, but she was presently unconcious. Vegeta shook his head, smirking again.
He pressed the large red button and watched as the thick azure liquid made its way up the tank, surrounding Bulma like a cloud and blanketing her body in its dense liquid form. He moved his face closer to the tank, to get a better look at her. He stared at the mass of blue hair that began to swirl around her pale, yet angelic face.
Vegeta's face twisted into a frown, *The brat better not inherit that ridculous unruly blue hair! To think, a Saiya-jin with blue hair? He'd be the laughing stock of the planet!* He grunted and took one last look at Bulma, before leaving the room.
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Lord Otari watched from the window as Vegeta left Bulma alone in the room, already in the rejuvination tank. He grinned evilly, he knew his time had come for revenge.
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As Vegeta was walking down through the palace gardens, towards the GR, he crossed paths with his father. He snorted in acknowledgment.
King Vegeta merely nodded at his son and cleared his throat before asking, "Is Bulma being treated?"
"Hn," Vegeta answered back, not really wanting to talk with his father. He had taken the tournament thing too far!
"Come now, surely you still can't be angry at this." King Vegeta argued.
Vegeta growled at this question, "Leave it, old man! I am in no mood for you sick sense of humour right now. Go bother someone else."
King Vegeta grew desperate, "It was tradition Vegeta! I had to make Bulma do the tournament, for the sake of the people on this planet! She was in no immeadiate danger, you know that. It's not as if her and Letice were fighting to the death!"
Vegeta glared at his father, "Enough of your petty excuses! You are a crazy old fool, you're not fit to be King anymore. At least in one month's time you won't be King!" He stalked off towards the GR, leaving the King gaping after him.
King Vegeta sighed, he knew his son would come around sooner or later. He just hoped that Bulma would forgive him, when she was healed.
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It had been two hours of waiting and finally Lord Otari creeped into the palace medical room unnoticed. He walked down the row of tanks, towards where Bulma was placed. He stood in front of the tank and looked blankly at Bulma's bruised form, clad only in her underwear. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head, still watching the beautiful creature before him. *No wonder Vegeta took this earthling as a mate. She certainly is beautiful.. Too bad she won't be able to live long enough to see his reaction to her dying!* He cackled into the empty room, a slight echo reverbrating from the walls. He looked at the control panel of the rejuvination tank and smirked at what he saw.
He could have his revenge right here and now, he didn't care if he survived the ordeal or not. All he craved was the thought of revenge for his dead mate Lilah.
He reached his hand out to the button marked 'Oxygen Off' and placed his finger lightly on the square button. He looked at Bulma's face. If he pressed the button then she would surely suffocate in there. He overcame his guilt and hastily pushed the button down. Immeaditaely the whole system shut down, but the azure liquid still remained in the tank.
The oxygen mask was pulled from Bulma's face and her eyes shot open. She quickly closed them again to get rid of the stinging sensation. *What the hell is going on?* Just before she closed her eyes she caught sight of the guard she had bumped into two weeks ago. She felt her throat begin to close up and she began panicking as she realsied what was happening. She was suffocating! She was going to drown in this disgusting green goo! Bulma started thrashing inside the tank, frantically. She forced her eyes open again and tried to look for an escape route. She gave up all hope as the realisation hit her, that she was going to die.
Lord Otari watched as Bulma thrashed around in the tank, trying to find a source of air. *Such a shame..* He shook his head, and turned to leave. But just as he was walking down the hall, he came face to face with Vegeta.
Vegeta growled and looked at Lord Otari suspiciously, "Who are you and what are you doing in this part of the palace?"
Lord Otari smirked, there was no need to hide what he had done. "I think you better go check on your mate," he hissed.
Vegeta looked blankly at Lord Otari and finally it registered into his brain who was standing in front of him, "Otari," he said under his breath.
Lord Otari was stalling Vegeta so he wouldn't make it Bulma in time to save her. He laughed, "Of course, Prince Vegeta. It has been a long time has it not?"
"What are you doing here?"
"What do you think I'm doing here?" He countered back.
Vegeta's eyes widened as it dawned on him. He sensed that Bulma was awake through their bond and he could also sense that she was in a state of panic. He could feel her slowly slipping away, gradually dying. He didn't take any notice of Lord Otari who was now calmly walking back to his spaceship. He simply raced towards the door of the medical room.
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Vegeta rushed towards the tank that Bulma was held in, he could tell she was on her last breath. He looked at the control panel frantically and growled in frustration to see that it had been jammed with something.
Through the panic, Bulma sensed Vegeta enter the room. She knew he wouldn't be able to save her, it was too late, she stopped thrashing and floated in the liquid. She projected her last thought to him, *I love you Vegeta-chan...*
Vegeta grew more frustrated as he heard her thought. *NO, I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN! YOU WILL NOT DIE ONNA!* He found himself screaming into her mind. He shook his head at his stupidity. Drawing his fist back, he slammed it into the glass of the tank. It shattered into a million pieces and the liquid came oozing out, along with Bulma.
Bulma started to wheeze as she lay in the pool of green. It was already too late, even as she tried to take in some air, the green liquid had already entered her lungs and it was no use.
Vegeta fell to his knees and watched in horror as Bulma tried to breathe, wheezing. He cradled her head in his lap, not knowing what to do and feeling utterly helpless.
Bulma felt her heart beat begin to slow down, the less she breathed. She looked up into Vegeta's onyx eyes and saw the pain held in there. She saw the pain from his childhood and the pain of the present. She smiled softly at his downcast face and projected her final thought to him, *Everything will be ok, Veggie-chan...* She chest stopped moving and her mouth was still fixed into the same soft smile but her eyes were hollow, devoid of any emotion or feeling.. Or of life.
Vegeta's face became stony. He had failed as a mate and a Prince, to protect the future Queen and heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei. He looked blankly at his mate's pale lifeless face and stared into her dull blue eyes, no longer surging with life and fire. He let out a long breath he was holding back, and placed his hands over her eyes, closing them.
He picked her limp form up and carried her to his room, placing her softly on the bed, he gently kissed her forehead and left the room to kill the one person that took away his only source of happiness.
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A/N: Bulma's dead.. WAAH! Sorry if Veg was OOC, but it's my fic lol.
Next Chapter: Vegeta gets Otari!
::Vegeta is still hugging Yamcha and singing along to Barney::
Stay tuned!! (next chapter will be up later tonight, hopefully!)
This Chapter: Lord Otari makes his move :(
Disclaimer: Of course I own DBZ! (NOT!)
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Vegeta carefully peeled off Bulma's tattered clothing and placed her into one of the many rejuvination tanks, in the medical room, hooking her in. He frowned as he looked at her bruised body. *I should have never let this get out of hand.* He reached out and sensed for the second ki inside of Bulma. Sure enough it was there, and growing stronger by the minute. He smirked at the thought of having a son to train. *Of course he will be stronger than Kakkarot's imbocile of a brat! I'll make sure of it!* He glanced at Bulma's face for a brief second, worry flashing through his eyes. It would go undetected by any other person, save for Bulma, but she was presently unconcious. Vegeta shook his head, smirking again.
He pressed the large red button and watched as the thick azure liquid made its way up the tank, surrounding Bulma like a cloud and blanketing her body in its dense liquid form. He moved his face closer to the tank, to get a better look at her. He stared at the mass of blue hair that began to swirl around her pale, yet angelic face.
Vegeta's face twisted into a frown, *The brat better not inherit that ridculous unruly blue hair! To think, a Saiya-jin with blue hair? He'd be the laughing stock of the planet!* He grunted and took one last look at Bulma, before leaving the room.
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Lord Otari watched from the window as Vegeta left Bulma alone in the room, already in the rejuvination tank. He grinned evilly, he knew his time had come for revenge.
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As Vegeta was walking down through the palace gardens, towards the GR, he crossed paths with his father. He snorted in acknowledgment.
King Vegeta merely nodded at his son and cleared his throat before asking, "Is Bulma being treated?"
"Hn," Vegeta answered back, not really wanting to talk with his father. He had taken the tournament thing too far!
"Come now, surely you still can't be angry at this." King Vegeta argued.
Vegeta growled at this question, "Leave it, old man! I am in no mood for you sick sense of humour right now. Go bother someone else."
King Vegeta grew desperate, "It was tradition Vegeta! I had to make Bulma do the tournament, for the sake of the people on this planet! She was in no immeadiate danger, you know that. It's not as if her and Letice were fighting to the death!"
Vegeta glared at his father, "Enough of your petty excuses! You are a crazy old fool, you're not fit to be King anymore. At least in one month's time you won't be King!" He stalked off towards the GR, leaving the King gaping after him.
King Vegeta sighed, he knew his son would come around sooner or later. He just hoped that Bulma would forgive him, when she was healed.
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It had been two hours of waiting and finally Lord Otari creeped into the palace medical room unnoticed. He walked down the row of tanks, towards where Bulma was placed. He stood in front of the tank and looked blankly at Bulma's bruised form, clad only in her underwear. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head, still watching the beautiful creature before him. *No wonder Vegeta took this earthling as a mate. She certainly is beautiful.. Too bad she won't be able to live long enough to see his reaction to her dying!* He cackled into the empty room, a slight echo reverbrating from the walls. He looked at the control panel of the rejuvination tank and smirked at what he saw.
He could have his revenge right here and now, he didn't care if he survived the ordeal or not. All he craved was the thought of revenge for his dead mate Lilah.
He reached his hand out to the button marked 'Oxygen Off' and placed his finger lightly on the square button. He looked at Bulma's face. If he pressed the button then she would surely suffocate in there. He overcame his guilt and hastily pushed the button down. Immeaditaely the whole system shut down, but the azure liquid still remained in the tank.
The oxygen mask was pulled from Bulma's face and her eyes shot open. She quickly closed them again to get rid of the stinging sensation. *What the hell is going on?* Just before she closed her eyes she caught sight of the guard she had bumped into two weeks ago. She felt her throat begin to close up and she began panicking as she realsied what was happening. She was suffocating! She was going to drown in this disgusting green goo! Bulma started thrashing inside the tank, frantically. She forced her eyes open again and tried to look for an escape route. She gave up all hope as the realisation hit her, that she was going to die.
Lord Otari watched as Bulma thrashed around in the tank, trying to find a source of air. *Such a shame..* He shook his head, and turned to leave. But just as he was walking down the hall, he came face to face with Vegeta.
Vegeta growled and looked at Lord Otari suspiciously, "Who are you and what are you doing in this part of the palace?"
Lord Otari smirked, there was no need to hide what he had done. "I think you better go check on your mate," he hissed.
Vegeta looked blankly at Lord Otari and finally it registered into his brain who was standing in front of him, "Otari," he said under his breath.
Lord Otari was stalling Vegeta so he wouldn't make it Bulma in time to save her. He laughed, "Of course, Prince Vegeta. It has been a long time has it not?"
"What are you doing here?"
"What do you think I'm doing here?" He countered back.
Vegeta's eyes widened as it dawned on him. He sensed that Bulma was awake through their bond and he could also sense that she was in a state of panic. He could feel her slowly slipping away, gradually dying. He didn't take any notice of Lord Otari who was now calmly walking back to his spaceship. He simply raced towards the door of the medical room.
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Vegeta rushed towards the tank that Bulma was held in, he could tell she was on her last breath. He looked at the control panel frantically and growled in frustration to see that it had been jammed with something.
Through the panic, Bulma sensed Vegeta enter the room. She knew he wouldn't be able to save her, it was too late, she stopped thrashing and floated in the liquid. She projected her last thought to him, *I love you Vegeta-chan...*
Vegeta grew more frustrated as he heard her thought. *NO, I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN! YOU WILL NOT DIE ONNA!* He found himself screaming into her mind. He shook his head at his stupidity. Drawing his fist back, he slammed it into the glass of the tank. It shattered into a million pieces and the liquid came oozing out, along with Bulma.
Bulma started to wheeze as she lay in the pool of green. It was already too late, even as she tried to take in some air, the green liquid had already entered her lungs and it was no use.
Vegeta fell to his knees and watched in horror as Bulma tried to breathe, wheezing. He cradled her head in his lap, not knowing what to do and feeling utterly helpless.
Bulma felt her heart beat begin to slow down, the less she breathed. She looked up into Vegeta's onyx eyes and saw the pain held in there. She saw the pain from his childhood and the pain of the present. She smiled softly at his downcast face and projected her final thought to him, *Everything will be ok, Veggie-chan...* She chest stopped moving and her mouth was still fixed into the same soft smile but her eyes were hollow, devoid of any emotion or feeling.. Or of life.
Vegeta's face became stony. He had failed as a mate and a Prince, to protect the future Queen and heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei. He looked blankly at his mate's pale lifeless face and stared into her dull blue eyes, no longer surging with life and fire. He let out a long breath he was holding back, and placed his hands over her eyes, closing them.
He picked her limp form up and carried her to his room, placing her softly on the bed, he gently kissed her forehead and left the room to kill the one person that took away his only source of happiness.
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A/N: Bulma's dead.. WAAH! Sorry if Veg was OOC, but it's my fic lol.
Next Chapter: Vegeta gets Otari!
::Vegeta is still hugging Yamcha and singing along to Barney::
Stay tuned!! (next chapter will be up later tonight, hopefully!)