In the last chapter, Chi-Chi made a bet, resulting in Vegeta and Bulma being stuck in the same shelter as each other for the next two weeks. Yay Chi-Chi! What a perfect way to get them together. Hehehehehehe! By the way, this is only my second V/B fanfic and I'm only thirteen, so I can't do anything lemony. Damn. Oh, well. Reading the ones that my sister gets will have to do. My sister's pen name is Amber Dream. Check her out, kay? ^_~ Oh, yeah. The disclaimer. I don't own anything to do with dragons; therefore I don't own Dragon Ball Z or any of the characters. On with chapter 5- Vegeta's Old Family.
Stranded.
Chapter 5.
Vegeta's Old Family.
"Vegeta! I got it to work!" Bulma screamed. She had risen to the tree house by sitting on something that resembled a swing and a pulley. Vegeta was inside, working on a bed. He had already finished Bulma's. It was on one side of the fireplace that had a fire going and a lunch of noodles cooking over it. He walked over to the door to see her swinging on a swing that hung from a nearby branch.
"Good work." Vegeta said.
"That's all? I went to all this work and you simply just say 'good work'?"
"Yes. What do you want me to say?"
"Something like congradulations might do. A little bit of encouragement might work. You should try it. It would make people around you happier."
"Like I care how others feel."
"You should." Bulma said, jumping off the swing and then onto the platform.
"Very nice. You've learnt how to get off a swing into the house."
"Yeah, well, it puts pressure on my wrist, but it'll do until I can improve it."
"So you still hurt yourself in everyday things."
"I wouldn't be in such pain if you had grabbed me and flew out of the plane."
"I promised you that I wouldn't fly or fight with Kakarot. I intend on keeping that promise."
"Since when do you keep your word?"
"When I saw how much it hurt you when Yamcha did it."
"So now it's Yamcha's fault?"
"Basically."
"Oh, thank you again for helping me out the other day with him. It was sweet."
"I am not sweet. Remember? I told you that at the picnic."
"I know."
"Why did I come with you? This is the longest that I've ever gone without flying or training."
"So? You have to take days off. Enjoy life."
"It doesn't register." Vegeta snapped.
"I used to say that in primary school. It was a grade 4 thing."
"And your point is?"
"You use lame words."
"Do you really think I care about being popular?"
"Not at all."
"You're damn right."
"I know. Hey, you've made my bed." Bulma said when she noticed her new surroundings.
The one room house was rectangular and a fireplace was in the centre. Next to that was a bed with a mattress and neatly placed blankets and a rolled up blanket as a pillow. In one corner, there were two fridges and a table. In another corner, there was their luggage. "And changed everything. Who would have thought that Vegeta could do housework?"
"Me. Lunch is ready, too."
"Okay." Bulma said. She pulled the table over to her bed so she could sit on her bed while she ate at the table. She then grabbed her meal and sat down to eat it. "Are you having any?"
"No. I've already eaten." Vegeta said. He sat down at the half bed and continued to work on it.
"What did you have?"
"Three capsules of noodles."
"Oh, okay. Do you think we have enough to last us?"
"Maybe. Kakarot's probably eaten everything already."
"That's probably why he wanted you to fish with him before."
"He wanted me to fish?"
"Yes. It wouldn't do you any bad to socialise."
"It wouldn't do me any good, either."
"Fine, be a grouch about it. See if I care."
"It was better working yesterday. You didn't make a single noise."
"Really funny, Vegeta."
"I'm serious."
"Oh, I forgot. When aren't you?" Bulma asked before she ate all her lunch. She put the empty bowl in what they now call a rubbish bin, made out of some of the metal from the plane that Vegeta bent into shape. She then walked out to the elevator and started to play around with it again.
After three hours, Bulma gave up on the idea of improving the elevator and walked back inside the house. She found seats around the table and another bed with a mattress on it. Vegeta was sitting on his bed, writing in his journal. She sat next to him and looked over to see the different characters he was writing.
"So that's what Saiyan writing looks like."
"Yes. It is." Vegeta said, not looking up from the book. He continued to write in it.
"What are you writing about?"
"None of your business."
"Is it a secret? Are you writing about something that you would never tell anyone?"
"No, but I wouldn't tell anyone anyway."
"Oh, that's right. How come you never tell me anything?"
"Because I don't want anyone prying into my personal life."
"Like you have one. All you do is train and eat and sleep."
"I do more. I…annoy you."
"Yeah. That's about it, isn't it?"
"No. I do other stuff." Vegeta said. He wrote something at the bottom and then finally looked up to Bulma.
"Hey, I know that one." Bulma said, pointing to the last thing he wrote, which spelled Vegeta.
"Congradulations. You can read my name in Saiyan."
"What would my name look like?" Vegeta wrote something under his name. "Is that it?"
"Yes, if you name's 'loud mouth'."
"I want to know what 'Bulma' looks like."
"Fine then." Vegeta groaned. He wrote another thing and she could tell straight away that it said Bulma.
"It looks like it's in human."
"It is. Saiyans write other races names in their language."
"How did you know how to spell my name?"
"It was on my 'birthday card' that you gave me last year. Why do you celebrate the fact that you're older?"
"Well, it could be because you become more mature and you get more responsibilities."
"How boring. Any bet you celebrate people dying, too."
"It's called a funeral."
"Would you hold a 'funeral' if I died?"
"Probably."
"What happens in funerals?"
"The deceased gets buried and people talk about the nice times that they shared with that person."
"You wouldn't have many nice things to say about me."
"I know. I'd probably mention now and that time when you helped me with Yamcha and the picnic when we had the water fight."
"But that's all." Vegeta said.
"Well, you're hardly ever around. You're always training and then you're mean to me."
"Yeah, well that's how I am."
"You shouldn't be. Huh, you'd probably find a 'mate' if you weren't so grouchy."
"I don't need a mate."
"She'd most likely put you straight. I'm really starting to think you need a mate."
"I don't need another mate."
"You have one?"
"I shouldn't have said that."
"You have a mate?"
"Had."
"I thought this thing was forever."
"It is until death."
"She died?"
"Yeah. Along with my three-year-old daughter."
"You had a daughter?"
"What is this, twenty questions?"
"No. I just wanted to know about your family."
"My old family. They're dead now and it was ten years ago."
"What happened?"
"I met my mate when I was eighteen, just about the time when I could take in a mate, when I was on a purging mission. She
was helping to protect the planet because she had already conquered it as her own. She was one of the Saiyans that we sent away at a young age, much like Kakarot. She lost the fight and Frieza decided to keep her around. After a while, we started training together and started to become friends. We then decided to take each other as our mate but Frieza had forbid us, so we kept it a secret. Soon, I found out that I got her pregnant and I slowed down my training. And then when my daughter was born, I stopped training all together and stayed with them all the time. Frieza got wind of Safira and I after three years and he told a whole bunch of soldiers to search my room for them. I hid them in my room as much as I could, but my baby girl started to get scared and cried when she saw them coming towards her and her mother. All that I could do was sit back and watch as they dragged them along the floor to Frieza. Then he killed both of them in front of me, saying that they were my weakness. He laughed as he saw tears well up in my eyes when he ripped Keira's heart out of her chest. He laughed when he saw my cry over my little girl. He laughed when he rid Safira of her head. He laughed when I couldn't do anything." Vegeta said. His eyes started to burn when he remembered everything. Bulma put her arms around him and hugged him. "That is why I don't want a mate."
"Frieza isn't around anymore. You don't have to worry about your mate getting hurt anymore. You can find yourself another
one." Bulma said, still with her arms around him. Then she got off him and smiled. "Falling in love again wouldn't be so bad."
"Love? Huh, I gave up on it when I saw my life killed in front of my eyes."
"Fine then, if that's how you want to be. Come and check out the elevator. I've finished it."
"Alright." Vegeta groaned. He got up and walked to the front door and saw a swing with a piece of vine hanging behind it. He
took the vine and sat down on the swing. Then he loosened his grip on the vine and slowly descended from the top of the tree.
"So, how do you like it?" Bulma asked from the door. Vegeta pulled himself back up and got back on the platform.
"Well, you did one thing right."
"I've done more then one thing."
"Yeah, you've broken your wrist."
"Really funny, Vegeta."
"I know. I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't tell anyone about my old family. It's kinda a secret."
"Okay. I understand." Bulma said, hugging him again.
"Hey! You two!" came a voice from the base of the tree. The two parted and looked down to see Goku waving to them and
Chi-Chi standing next to him. "Stop it. You'll make even the birds sick."
"Saiyans are just comedians today." Bulma said.
"So, are you going to let us up or not?" Chi-Chi asked. Vegeta walked over to the elevator and pulled on the vine, making it
go down to them. Chi-Chi climbed onto it and pulled herself up while Goku flew up.
"What are you doing here?" Bulma asked.
"We were passing by and what's the secret?" Goku asked.
"I can't tell you." Bulma said.
"Why, did Vegeta force you?"
"No. I just want it to be kept a secret. It's very personal." Vegeta said.
"So you could tell Bulma but not us?" Goku asked.
"It slipped. He didn't mean it." Bulma said.
"But still, he trusted you enough to tell you." Chi-Chi said.
"What are you insinuating?" Vegeta snapped.
"Oh nothing." Goku said.
"Like you know what insinuating means."
"You're right. I don't."
"You're annoying, Kakarot. Why did you come here?"
"We already told you that we were passing by." Chi-Chi said.
"So you decided to stop and tick me off." Vegeta said. He sat on his bed and put his journal away.
"Hey, what have you written lately?" Goku asked, rushing over to Vegeta's bed. He snatched the book from him.
"No! Don't you dare read it."
"Why? What's so bad in here?"
"Is it that secret that you told Bulma?" Chi-Chi asked.
"No."
"Then what's so bad that you can't even tell Bulma?" Goku asked. He opened the book to the latest page and read it to himself and then laughed. "Oh, now I know why you couldn't tell her." Vegeta blushed and looked down.
"Don't you dare tell anyone."
"Oh, does Vegeta have a crush on someone?" Bulma asked.
"No." Goku said. "He just has a very big secret."
"Um, do you two mind leaving us for about five minutes?" Vegeta asked.
"You aren't planning on killing him, are you Vegeta?" Bulma asked.
"I just want to talk to him."
"He does need to me. He could clear my mind." Goku said.
"That could take centuries. Come on, Chi-Chi. I think the boys need some time." Bulma said, taking Chi-Chi's arm. Bulma
went down the swing first and then pulled on it so Chi-Chi could get down.
"Were you lying in your journal?" Goku asked.
"No."
"You kissed her?"
"Um, yeah. It was insanity. I had no idea what was happening. It just happened."
"So how exactly is it that she doesn't know that it happened?"
"She was asleep."
"She was asleep? You're either really twisted or really afraid."
"I'm not afraid."
"Then why won't you tell her?"
"Please, she'd kick me out of the tree."
"Vegeta, The Prince Of Saiyans, afraid of being kicked out of the tree by a human? That's pathetic. Was the secret that you told Bulma your feelings towards her?"
"I feel for her the same way I feel for the dirt on this planet. Nothing more than things on this worthless planet. Nonetheless, I
tolerate it and hope that it doesn't get to me."
"Oo, harsh."
"G-guys! C-can we c-come up yet?" Bulma stuttered.
"What's wrong Woman? Lost your speech?" Vegeta asked from the tree.
"Goku! C-come down h-here. P-please." Chi-Chi begged. Goku and Vegeta jumped down to them and looked to what they were staring at. It was the same bear that Bulma had seen the day before.
"This thing again." Vegeta scoffed. "Why are you so stupid as to be afraid of this creature?"
"It's a bear, Vegeta. I-it's one of the largest man-eaters in the world." Bulma said.
"So? I'm a Saiyan, not a human man."
"It doesn't mean that it won't find you delectable."
"Like it could catch me."
"Listen, you aren't flying or using any energy blasts, so I think it could be able to get you."
"Let it try."
"Shut up." Chi-Chi said. "It's looking at us weirdly."
"How is a bear supposed to look weird?" Goku asked.
"It looks like it wants to eat us." Chi-Chi squealed.
"Explain to me how that looks." Vegeta said.
"Just make it leave." Bulma begged. Goku put his hand in front of himself and did the same as Vegeta had done the first time they encountered it.
"I think we should go back to our camp. We still haven't finished everything." Goku said. He and Chi-Chi left.
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