Hello again. This is my 9th chapter. Wow. Oh, I feel special! That's a first. No, wait. I felt special when I got my sisters into watching Dragon Ball Z. Hehehehehehe. Keep reading and reviewing. Kay?
Stranded.
Chapter 9.
Just An Ordinary Dinner.
"Humans actually like going to that place?" a very unsatisfied Keira whined.
"Yes. They find the animals pretty in some way. The best thing there was the tiger." Vegeta said.
"That was a very pretty beast." Safira said.
"Vegeta-chan!" Mrs. Briefs cooed as she went to greet them. "Dinner is ready in the dinning room. I couldn't fit everything on the kitchen table. Do mind waking Bulma. I haven't seen her all day. I doubt she would have slept that long."
"You just made no sense whatsoever. And no. I can't I'm here with my family, remember?" Vegeta snapped.
"Fine then." Mrs. Briefs said rudely for a first.
"Okay." Vegeta said. He walked into the dinning room that was brightly lighted. There was a huge table that was covered with food.
"She cooked this for us?" Keira asked.
"Finally, food for a prince." Vegeta mumbled.
"Bulma!" came Mrs. Briefs voice as she called to her daughter from downstairs. "Come on, honey! Dinner's ready."
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Bulma woke up from her unconsciousness to hear her mum's voice. She sat up and found herself under her window where Keira had kicked her.
"Bulma! Come on honey! Dinner's ready!" she heard her mum holler. She stood up and made her way to the door, falling over twice. Her head was spinning and hip felt like it were cracked. She stumbled downstairs, the noise of her falling only heard by Vegeta. He got up and walked over to the noise. What he saw nearly killed him. Bulma was lying at the bottom of the staircase, blood flowing from her head wound. She slowly tried to get up when she saw Vegeta.
"Woman, what happened to you?" he asked as he sat next to her and tried to sit her up. "Who did this?" Bulma looked at him and thought what Keira would do to her if she saw Vegeta helping her out like this. Fear rushed through her. Then he examined her head wounds. A huge cut ran down her face from her eye to her jaw line. It wasn't too deep, but it was bleeding a lot. He saw an imprint that must have been made by her being punched really hard. He rested her back against the stairs and noticed her flinch when his hand brushed past the left side of her hip when he tried to sit her up properly. "Woman, answer me. I swear, I will rip him limb from limb."
"It's nothing, Vegeta. Don't worry." She said, fearing what he would do if he found out that it was Keira.
"I am worrying. What the hell happened?"
"I, uh, fell down the stairs."
"Just then you did,
but you must have been hurt before. Someone punched you in the face."
"So?"
"Tell me what happened."
"Why do you want to know? You already have your hands full with your family. This is just me."
"I don't care. I want to know."
"Why? Since when did you care about what I do?"
"If it was your weakling ex, I promise I will kill him."
"It wasn't Yamcha, Vegeta. You go back and eat. I'll just go and wash up." She said, struggling to get up.
"You can't even get up. How are you supposed to walk?"
"I'll manage." Bulma said. She finally got up, but fell back onto Vegeta, who had braced himself before hand.
"You can't stand." He said. He picked he up and carried her to her bathroom. When he got there, he filled the sink with warm water and then started to clean her cuts.
"Vegeta, I can do this myself." She giggled.
"Woman, I want to know who did this to you."
"It's no big problem."
"It is too. Whoever did this to you tried to kill you by the looks of things."
"It's only head injuries."
"And broke your hip." He said, jabbing her hip with his finger. She shrieked in pain.
"Why the hell did you do that?" she screeched.
"To prove to you that it isn't anything. Now who did this to you?" he demanded. Bulma gave up.
"What if I were to tell you that it was your charming little daughter because she thought I love you and that I was getting too close to you? She's afraid you'd start liking me more then her mother."
"That's insane." Vegeta said as he wiped the blood from her jaw. He followed it up to the corner of her eye. She winced in pain.
"How the hell can you do this?"
"Do what?"
"Bleeding to death and saying that it's nothing."
"For me, it is nothing. Just like broken bones. So what happened before she decided to unleash hell on your face?"
"She came into my room accusing that I like you and then I told her that I wouldn't and then she said that you will wish them back forever with the Dragon Balls but I said that they'll have to wait for a year and then she said that you'll do it then. She kept on warning me and then it slipped. I told her that you would die next year because of the androids and that a kid from the future told us that and that he said that he was our son."
"What? He's our…son?" Vegeta blinked before Bulma realised that she had said that.
"That's what I overheard Chi-Chi and Goku say. Well, I said that you'd find some interest in me and that's when the lights went out. She punched me."
"You seem calm about the whole us and child part."
"It's just you."
"So? If I didn't know any better, I think you want it to happen." Vegeta laughed. "But I am wrong, right?"
"I guess so." Bulma said dimly.
"You do. Great. Just what I need. You'll need stitches for this." Vegeta said, referring to her head.
"Will you wish them back next year?"
"Depends if I have a child by then."
"Vegeta, are you making a joke out of this?"
"I'm doubting that it'll happen."
"Why?"
"You really do want that child, don't you?"
"I don't know. It could make my life more interesting."
"The first few years are hell."
"Oh, yeah. That's right. You just know everything. You just missed ten years." Bulma said. He quickly jabbed her in the hip again. "Ow! Why'd ya do that? It hurts."
"Really?" Vegeta asked cynically.
"Jerk." She mumbled. He grabbed her still broken wrist and squeezed it. She screeched in pain.
"Let me guess, that hurts too?"
"You stupid dork." Bulma said.
"And to think, this stupid dork is to..." Vegeta started.
"Is to what?" Safira asked. She stood at the bathroom doorway. "Miss most of dinner to be here with Bulma?"
"She was attacked."
"What? Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Vegeta was cleaning me up. I told him I could do it myself, but he insisted that he help." Bulma said.
"Do you know who did it?"
"A little girl called Keira." Vegeta said.
"What? No. She couldn't have."
"Well, she did. I have the cuts and the broken hip to prove it." Bulma said.
"She broke your hip?"
"Yep. And knocked me out unconscious for a couple of hours."
"Why would she do that?"
"She thinks I'm getting too close to her father."
"Why would she think that?"
"I don't know. I was only thirteen once and only for one year. And it was a long time ago." Bulma laughed.
"Okay. I'm sorry that she'd do such a horrible thing."
"It's okay. I'll be fine. I've had worse before. Did you know that I was a carrot once? I can't really remember anything, but Goku and Yamcha saved me."
"Who's this Yamcha? I've heard you talk about him before."
"He's my ex-boyfriend. Ow, watch it, Vegeta." Bulma said as Vegeta bandaged up her head.
"Now you know how I feel when you do that to me without caring." He said.
"Well you do that to yourself on purpose. If you didn't train so hard, then I wouldn't have to fix you up over and over again."
"It's not my fault that your father's contraption can't keep up with me."
"Yes it is."
"No it isn't." Vegeta said, jabbing her in the hip again.
"Hey, stop that. Your hands are on her hips too many times." Safira said. "You would almost think that Keira's insinuations are true."
"If you feel that way then I'll hobble down to my mum and get her to finish up. You three can start being a happy family again without the interruptions of me." Bulma said as she struggled to get up. After a while, she made it to her bedroom door without falling and then started on the dreaded stairs that almost killed her before. Her hip gave way at the bottom but she was yet again caught by Vegeta. "Didn't I tell you not to worry about me? You go ground Keira or whatever it was that you were planning to do and I'll be fine. Mum will just hear me fall and she'll find me." Bulma said in an attempt at humour. She hobbled out of Vegeta's grasp and made her way to the kitchen where her mum was cleaning the dishes.
"Bulma, what happened to you?" she screamed.
"Never mind, I just need you to clean me up." She said, trying to skip the fact that she got the hell beaten out of her by her houseguest. She sat down at the bench while Bunny went to get the first aid kit.
"Bulma, I am minding, now tell me what happened." Bunny said once she returned. Bulma stared at her in shock. Her mother had just been serious about something.
"What is with you and Vegeta? I can take care of myself." She said.
"Then you clean yourself. I was trying to be a responsible parent and find out what her daughter is getting herself into, but I guess you don't want any help." Bunny said, throwing a cloth that she was going to clean her with into the bench. "If you can't understand that all I wanted to do was help, then I think you'll make a horrible mother, if you ever become one, that is."
"Well, I have no plans on becoming a mother, so stop insulting me. You are a great mother. It's just that I need to keep this from you."
"Why? Are you doing drugs and you don't want it to be headlining on every newspaper. 'Briefs Goes On Drugs And The Almost Dies Because Of It'. You're right. I'd want to keep that a secret too. Just think what your father would say. Why don't we send you to the best rehab centre there is? Then I won't have to put up with you thinking that I do all this stuff because I don't know any better. I do it because I love you guys and I like doing it. I also want to find out what happens to my family." Bunny said, almost in tears. She turned back to the dishes. "Now dear, do you want to find Keira and give her some more clothes?" Bulma got off her seat and tried to walk around. She got as far as the basement door when her father came out of nowhere and gave her some crutches.
"Here, sweet. Vegeta said that you might need these." He said, handing them to her. She laughed a little when putting them in position under her arms and started looking for Keira. She found her on Bulma's bedroom floor looking at all her jewellery in her jewellery box.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You have some expensive looking jewellery. Did your boyfriend buy all this for you?" Keira asked, picking up a gold-chained necklace with a 'B' on it.
"No. My father did. I am rich, remember?"
"Oh yeah. You have to thank your mother for the meal, too."
"I will."
"I see you're on crutches. Now who would have done that to you?"
"Hm, I wonder."
"So do I. You have to take more care. You are rich. You'd think you could afford guards to protect you. This is pretty. I think I'll take it." Keira said as she picked up a heart-shaped sapphire on a gold chain. "Thanks."
"Put that down. It's been in my family for six generations."
"Well, it's in mine now. You should also keep these hidden. Some robber could come in and take anything they want."
"Do you really think others would be just like you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, don't you want me to have it? I'm sure my father would be angry that you're stopping his only daughter from having something that she really wants, don't you?"
"I don't really care what your father thinks. My bestfriend is an even stronger Saiyan. A Super Saiyan to be precise. If you dare try to hurt me again, he'll kick your butt until you're in the dead world again. Now, if I were you, I'd put all the stuff back, including the ones in your pocket that you decided to take before I came in." Bulma laughed looking at Keira's bulging pockets. She grunted and emptied them. "Good. Goku won't have to hurt you. You're father would be so angry if you were to be beaten by him, too."
"Too?" Keira asked.
"Oh, yeah. When he first came here, he killed my ex-boyfriend Yamcha and then Tien and Chiaotzu. Then the Namek, Piccolo was killed defending Goku's son Gohan and then Goku came. He beat Nappa to a pulp when Vegeta decided to kill Nappa and then attack Goku. Vegeta turned Oozaru and broke Goku's legs but then Yajirobe cut off his tail."
"Yajirobe? Who's he?"
"He is a fat slob that cut off my tail when I had my back turned to him, making him a coward." Vegeta snapped as he walked into the room. "I've been looking all over for you. We need to talk."
"What about?" Keira asked.
"The reason why the Woman's on crutches."
"I didn't do anything. She hates me. She probably just fell down the stairs and blamed it on me."
"I did not." Bulma retorted.
"And besides, there's a bruise on her face that could only be made by a fist." Vegeta informed her.
"Maybe she was attacked and didn't want you to know who it was so she said that I did it. It was probably that ex of hers."
"Yamcha might be a jerk, but he wouldn't pound me. What is with you two? You both insinuated that it was Yamcha."
"Like I said, we need to talk." Vegeta said to Keira. She got up from the floor and followed her father out of the room. Bulma hobbled back out of the room and made her way down to the lounge room. She turned the TV on for a while when she decided to call Chi-Chi.
"Hello, Son residence. Gohan speaking." Gohan answered the phone.
"Let me guess, your mother put you up to saying that?" Bulma asked.
"Bulma! Thank god it's you."
"Well, hello to you, too. Is your mum home?"
"Yeah. I'll just get her. Mum! Bulma's on the phone!"
"Gohan! Don't yell on the phone." Chi-Chi said in the background. "I'll be there in a sec."
"You probably heard her." Gohan explained.
"Yeah. So what have you been up to?"
"Mum's decided to make Thursdays and Mondays 'Study Day' so I've been studying all day. Mum doesn't mind if I train with dad and Piccolo as long as I study. How are you?"
"In a lot of pain."
"Why?"
"I used the Dragon Balls to wish back, uh, people from Vegeta's past for a day. So far, they've broken my hip, given me a migraine and tried to steal my jewellery. Everything's fine considering they're Saiyans."
"You have more then one Saiyan living in your house?"
"Three of them. I have no idea how your mum survives with you and Goku."
"We don't break her hip. Okay, mum's here. Bye, Bulma."
"Bye Gohan."
"Hey, Bulma." Chi-Chi said.
"Hi, Chi. I need info about having more then one Saiyan at your house. How the hell do you survive it?"
"Do you mean that you could be having your own little Saiyan baby with Vegeta?"
"What?" came Gohan's voice in the background. Chi-Chi put her hand over the receiver.
"Gohan, didn't I tell you not to listen to me when I'm on the phone?"
"Yeah, but Bulma's pregnant with Vegeta? I have to tell dad." Gohan said before flying out the window.
"Chi! I'm not!" Bulma screeched through the phone. "I'm not! I just wished his mate and daughter back for a day."
"You what? Why did you do that?"
"Because he seemed so lonely."
"Who cares? Not me."
"You don't have to live with him. He also found out about the kid from the future."
"You told him?"
"It was an accident. You see, his daughter thought that I was getting too close to him. It slipped so she broke my hip and knocked me out for a few hours."
"Are you okay? Do you want me to send Goku over?"
"I'm fine and I don't know. Vegeta's talking to Keira now about it. It sounds really bad from what I can hear. He's yelling his head off."
"Wow, he must really care then." Chi-Chi giggled.
"Don't say that. He loves Safira. He's probably just being mad at her because he only had half of his dinner because he cleaned me up."
"He cleaned you up?"
"Yeah. I kinda fell down the stairs after Keira's attack."
"I'm starting to not like this family."
"Me too." Bulma mumbled. "And to make it even worse, I didn't tell my mum what happens so now she thinks that I'm on drugs and will make a horrible mother. I'm not planning on becoming one so yeah."
"Bulma, don't say that. You're going to have a child with Vegeta in the near future and everything will be fine."
"I'm not too sure about that. Finding out that you're to have a child with someone that you are nowhere near loving can make you scared of them or not want to talk to them. Trust me. Ever since I found out, I didn't know if I wanted to run and hide or just stay."
"I know what it's like to be told that you're to marry someone that you don't love, but I do love Goku with all my heart. Maybe you might get the same reaction with Vegeta."
"Are you saying that I might fall in love with him?"
"Well, yeah. It worked for Goku and I."
"You must have something wrong with you. There is no way that I'd fall for Vegeta."
"If that's what you want to believe." Chi-Chi giggled. Then Goku appeared at Bulma's house using his instant transmission and looked around for Bulma on the phone. He hadn't exactly seen hers before.
"Bulma! Congradulations!" he laughed as he picked her up and hugged her. "Where's Vegeta? I should go see him, too."
"Goku, whoa, wait up. I'm not pregnant. I asked Chi-Chi about having more then one Saiyan living in the same house at once because of Vegeta's family." Bulma said, grabbing her crutches that Goku had picked her up from.
"Oh, darn. Hey, what the hell happened to you?"
"Uh, Vegeta's daughter, Keira."
"What? Didn't I tell you to call me if things got out of hand?"
"Yeah, but it's just a broken hip and head wounds. And it really isn't out of hand. She just doesn't like me." Bulma said, half concentrating on Goku and her conversation and half concentrating on Vegeta yelling at Keira.
"So? Vegeta doesn't like me but he doesn't go around breaking my hip."
"Goku, he can't. He isn't strong enough."
"I heard that, Woman!" Vegeta yelled from his upstairs bedroom.
"Bulma, are you still there?" Chi-Chi asked on the phone.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that." Bulma said before Goku snatched the phone off her.
"Hey, Chi, do you mind packing some clothes? I don't like the idea of leaving Bulma here with that family. We're staying here tonight no matter what she says."
"Okay, Goku."
"I'll bring you over. See ya."
"Okay, bye. See you then." Chi-Chi said as she hung up her phone. Goku did the same once he heard it click.
"Goku, you don't have to." Bulma said.
"Hey, if it gets Gohan out of studying and keeps you protected then it's cool."
"Fine then. I just think that it's stupid that you think that I can't take care of myself in my own house. This place is so big that I could go into my closet and they wouldn't find me." Bulma said just as Vegeta came in the room dragging Keira along by her arm. He pushed her in front of Bulma.
"Apologise now." He demanded.
"I'm sorry." Keira grunted.
"That's better."
"Don't you think that was a bit harsh, Vegeta?" Goku asked.
"Shut up Kakarot. My father treated me the exact way. What are you doing here anyway?"
"Making sure that Bulma doesn't have to go in a wheelchair. I'm staying here tonight with my family."
"Great."
"Is this the Goku that you were talking about? You know, the Super Saiyan that would kick my butt back to the dead world if I tried to hurt you again?" Keira asked, smirking when she saw the scowl on Vegeta's face. "But hey, I don't have to worry about you anymore. Father has already threatened me with that one."
"What?" Bulma asked. "Why would you do that?"
"Do I need a reason to tell my child not to hurt someone?"
"No, I guess not." Bulma said. "Goku, don't you think it's time to get Chi-Chi and Gohan?"
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about them. Um, don't tell Chi that. I like living." Goku laughed. He then put his fingers to his forehead and disappeared.
"That's cool." Keira said. "Do you know that one, father?"
"Some alien species taught it to him after he failed to kill Frieza. I was demanding a gravity machine then."
"Oh, okay. What does a Super Saiyan look like?"
"I never found that out, either. We'll have to ask Goku to show us." Bulma said. Vegeta just grunted.
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That's it for chapter 9. Wow. It's been so long since I started and to tell you the truth, I thought it would have turned out so different. It was originally going to be that Bulma and Vegeta didn't fight in the woods and Vegeta didn't have a family but I had to add something in to make the reason why he's a stubborn jerk. And in case you've been wondering why Bulma can't stand, it's because I think that's what it's like when you have a broken hip. I don't know. I haven't broken any bone in my body. The worst thing that I've done is twisted a muscle in my knee while playing netball and it seemed to never ever heal. Oh well. My bad. But anyway, review please. I have to get more reviews then my sister and it seems to be working because she had most of her stories as NC-17. She's had to re-do them. Bye.