~*The Bodyguard*~
Chapter 18
Disclaimer: Dragonball Z was created by Akira Toriyama. Akira Toriyama made all Characters in this story. (c) Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation. Used without permission, please don't sue me; I'm broke anyway.
There seems to have been a little confusion on the last chapter. Yamucha didn't kill his mom; he killed Vejita's mom--the Queen of the Saiyajin.
Vejita yelled as his hair and eye colors flashed back and forth. Buruma backed up to the wall and watched him in awe.
Yamucha, seeing that his situation was quickly becoming very grave, approached Buruma. "Buruma, I do love you," he held out his hand, "Come with me."
"Get away from me!", she screamed. He gripped her arm tightly and attempted to pull her away with him.
"KAKKAROT! Help me!", Buruma cried, trying desperately to pry his hand from her arm. Kakkarot's eyes verted from their position on his prince to Buruma. He growled and immediately began to power up, preparing to kill Yamucha.
Vejita screamed once more and this time, his hair and eyes stayed the same. Gold and blue. Strangly calm, he outstretched his left arm and blasted Yamucha into the wall. He slowly turned his head towards him and Buruma.
"Stay. away. from. her.", Vejita hissed quietly. Yamucha, however, did not respond as he was lying in a pool of his own blood.
Everyone present and still conscious gaped at Vejita. Frieza sputtered, "What?! Super Saiyajin?!"
King Vegeta looked upon his son with pride and smirked evilly at Frieza. Kakkarot realized the danger and quickly flew King Briefs and ChiChi to safety. He glanced back at Buruma, but he thought that she was too hysterical to be messed with.
When he returned moments later, Vejita and Frieza were sizing each other up. Vejita was wearing a confident smirk while Frieza had more of a suspicious, frightened look upon his face.
"Just because you're a Super Saiyajin doesn't mean you're even close to as strong as me.", Frieza hissed. Vejita's smirk didn't falter, but only grew wider.
"Just because you're a pathetic Coldjin doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you.", he mocked, "Change into your final form. I wish to have even the tiniest of challenges."
Frieza growled at the humiliation, but surprisingly, did as told. He began to power up and not Kakkarot, King Vegeta nor Buruma had the voice to say anything. After a moment or so, Vejita sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Is this going to take a while?", he asked in boredom and proceeded to seat himself on his Prince's throne. Buruma stared at him in a mix of fear and awe. He was truly magnificent looking, there was no doubt about that. He carried himself so arrogantly, even more so than usual.
She had to admit that she was frightened of him. She was sure that he could crush her with his pinky finger in a heartbeat if he had wanted to. Of course, she knew that he would never do that. She knew that he cared for her although he didn't show it sometimes. Buruma also felt that he cared for their child whom was growing inside of her.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, the dust cleared and Frieza looked like a completely different man. He was sleek and graceful looking. His eyes reminded Buruma of a cat and his tail seemed even longer, slashing violently behind him. She saw Vejita stand slowly from his throne out of the corner of her eye.
"Why did you stop? I told you to transform into your final form, you fool!", Vejita said. Frieza howled with anger.
"My prince, he IS in his final form...", Kakkarot trailed off, looking nervously at Frieza.
Vejita's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Oh. Really?", he asked in genuine shock. Frieza's aura exploded around him in a rage.
"I thought you were supposed to be all-powerful? This is all you've got?", Vejita asked while crossing his arms. Frieza bared his teeth, but was too furious to answer.
"Is there not anyone who can give me a challenge?", the prince asked to no one in particular.
"Boy, don't be cocky!", King Vegeta hissed. Vejita rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Oh, fine then, father. Come along now, Frieza. Let us have a nice spar.", Vejita joked, "A spar that will kill you, however."
Frieza still didn't respond, but instead charged at Vejita in a fury of punches and kicks. Vejita blocked them, but finally got upset.
"Stop, stop, stop!", Vejita yelled, "This just isn't fair."
"What, monkey prince? Can't handle it?", Frieza asked venemously.
"In order to make things more fair, I will fight you with one arm behind my back."
Buruma practically choked.
"WHAT?!", Frieza screamed. "How DARE you mock me?!"
Vejita shrugged and placed his left arm behind his back. He motioned for Frieza to charge at him again.
"Oh, gods, he's going to get himself killed with that cockiness.", King Vegeta muttered, rubbing his face in irritation. Kakkarot shook his head sternly.
"My king, Prince Vejita doesn't even find a challenge in Frieza now that he has become the Legendary."
King Vegeta looked at the ongoing fight to see his son staring at Queen Buruma as he absently blocked punches and kicks from an infuriated Frieza. Vejita looked back at Frieza as he blasted him in the chest, throwing him into a nearby wall. He waited patiently as Frieza stood back up out of the rubble.
King Briefs and ChiChi were watching the fight, as well, from the end of the Throne Room where it was safe. Yamucha was still unconscious.
"You won't... defeat me!", Frieza ground out in ragged breaths. He was already becoming weak and Vejita had only blasted him once. Vejita sighed in boredom.
"And why not?", he asked uninterested. Frieza growled and flew at the Saiyajin prince again. Vejita kept to his word and continued to block with his one arm. Every now and then, he'd punch or kick back just for fun. Frieza was seething with anger and hatred.
~*~
Now thirty minutes later, Frieza was picking himself out of another wall. He prepared to attack Vejita again.
"Oh, I don't have the patience for this.", Vejita mumbled irritably as the Coldjin appeared before him, ready for another onslaught.
Vejita disappeared and reappeared directly behind Frieza, grasping him by the neck and placing his hand on the back of Frieza's head.
"GALLET GUN!", he yelled out. Frieza didn't have a chance to scream. Vejita shoved the bloody and headless body of Frieza to the ground before dropping out of his Super Saiyajin state.
Vejita looked around. His father and Kakkarot were beaming with happiness and pride in their eyes. King Briefs and ChiChi were celebrating together at the end of the Throne Room. Yamucha was STILL unconscious.
He frowned as he noticed Buruma was looking at him with a timid look upon her face. He smiled gently and her facial expressions seemed to lighten as reassurance filled in her eyes.
He began to walk towards her with a smirk on his face. He halted to a stop, all of a sudden, as she screamed out in agony and clutched at her stomach. His eyes traveled fearsomely down to her hands to see that they had been colored crimson; the crimson of her own blood.
He flew to her side and caught her in his arms as she fell to the side, a single tear dripping down her cheek. He ran his hand over her cheek desperately, silently willing her to hang on. He whirled around with her still in his arms just in time to see Yamucha's arm lower from the blast. He had blasted his wife through the abdomen. Yamucha sneered at the two lovers in utter jealousy.
"She was mine, you Saiyajin filth! MINE! YOU STOLE HER!", Yamucha screamed out at the two of them. He was covered in debris and blood stains.
Just then, as Vejita was staring in disbelief and in horror, Kakkarot sent a larger blast at Yamucha, killing him instantly. Kakkarot looked up at Vejita with a deep sadness in his eyes, but then wasted no time in getting to his prince's side.
ChiChi came running towards her queen. She was screaming and crying. Kakkarot fought to hold her back and she pounded at his chest. Within a few seconds, she discontinued her pounding and simply cried into his shoulder. Kakkarot looked down at Vejita and Buruma.
"V-V-Ve-ji...", Buruma sputtered, coughing up her own blood.
He covered her lips with his fingers. "Hush, woman, save your strength. I'll get you the best doctors in the universe; you'll be alright!", he cried out, trying to convince himself just as much as he was her.
She reached up to touch his face. "Y-You.. k-know that I.. l-love y-" She collapsed in his arms.
He howled in pain and then he did something that he had never done before in his life.
He wept.
He wept for the pain that Buruma was feeling. He wept for the pure ignorance of his past and present. He wept for all that he had lost and all that he had gained.
He wept for his one true love.
Oh, noooo! *wails* I cried a little bit while writing this. I know it's a mean cliffhanger, too, but I'll try to have the next chapter up very soon. I am already brainstorming on two more fics, one a B/V, K/CC, K/18 and the other a T/P. The next chapter on this one might be the last. I hope you all liked this chapter, though I'm sure you didn't with what I did to poor Buruma! ^^; You know what? Out of my five B/V fics, I've seriously injured Buruma in three of them. I'm so mean to her! .;
Chapter 18
Disclaimer: Dragonball Z was created by Akira Toriyama. Akira Toriyama made all Characters in this story. (c) Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation. Used without permission, please don't sue me; I'm broke anyway.
There seems to have been a little confusion on the last chapter. Yamucha didn't kill his mom; he killed Vejita's mom--the Queen of the Saiyajin.
Vejita yelled as his hair and eye colors flashed back and forth. Buruma backed up to the wall and watched him in awe.
Yamucha, seeing that his situation was quickly becoming very grave, approached Buruma. "Buruma, I do love you," he held out his hand, "Come with me."
"Get away from me!", she screamed. He gripped her arm tightly and attempted to pull her away with him.
"KAKKAROT! Help me!", Buruma cried, trying desperately to pry his hand from her arm. Kakkarot's eyes verted from their position on his prince to Buruma. He growled and immediately began to power up, preparing to kill Yamucha.
Vejita screamed once more and this time, his hair and eyes stayed the same. Gold and blue. Strangly calm, he outstretched his left arm and blasted Yamucha into the wall. He slowly turned his head towards him and Buruma.
"Stay. away. from. her.", Vejita hissed quietly. Yamucha, however, did not respond as he was lying in a pool of his own blood.
Everyone present and still conscious gaped at Vejita. Frieza sputtered, "What?! Super Saiyajin?!"
King Vegeta looked upon his son with pride and smirked evilly at Frieza. Kakkarot realized the danger and quickly flew King Briefs and ChiChi to safety. He glanced back at Buruma, but he thought that she was too hysterical to be messed with.
When he returned moments later, Vejita and Frieza were sizing each other up. Vejita was wearing a confident smirk while Frieza had more of a suspicious, frightened look upon his face.
"Just because you're a Super Saiyajin doesn't mean you're even close to as strong as me.", Frieza hissed. Vejita's smirk didn't falter, but only grew wider.
"Just because you're a pathetic Coldjin doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you.", he mocked, "Change into your final form. I wish to have even the tiniest of challenges."
Frieza growled at the humiliation, but surprisingly, did as told. He began to power up and not Kakkarot, King Vegeta nor Buruma had the voice to say anything. After a moment or so, Vejita sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Is this going to take a while?", he asked in boredom and proceeded to seat himself on his Prince's throne. Buruma stared at him in a mix of fear and awe. He was truly magnificent looking, there was no doubt about that. He carried himself so arrogantly, even more so than usual.
She had to admit that she was frightened of him. She was sure that he could crush her with his pinky finger in a heartbeat if he had wanted to. Of course, she knew that he would never do that. She knew that he cared for her although he didn't show it sometimes. Buruma also felt that he cared for their child whom was growing inside of her.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, the dust cleared and Frieza looked like a completely different man. He was sleek and graceful looking. His eyes reminded Buruma of a cat and his tail seemed even longer, slashing violently behind him. She saw Vejita stand slowly from his throne out of the corner of her eye.
"Why did you stop? I told you to transform into your final form, you fool!", Vejita said. Frieza howled with anger.
"My prince, he IS in his final form...", Kakkarot trailed off, looking nervously at Frieza.
Vejita's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Oh. Really?", he asked in genuine shock. Frieza's aura exploded around him in a rage.
"I thought you were supposed to be all-powerful? This is all you've got?", Vejita asked while crossing his arms. Frieza bared his teeth, but was too furious to answer.
"Is there not anyone who can give me a challenge?", the prince asked to no one in particular.
"Boy, don't be cocky!", King Vegeta hissed. Vejita rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Oh, fine then, father. Come along now, Frieza. Let us have a nice spar.", Vejita joked, "A spar that will kill you, however."
Frieza still didn't respond, but instead charged at Vejita in a fury of punches and kicks. Vejita blocked them, but finally got upset.
"Stop, stop, stop!", Vejita yelled, "This just isn't fair."
"What, monkey prince? Can't handle it?", Frieza asked venemously.
"In order to make things more fair, I will fight you with one arm behind my back."
Buruma practically choked.
"WHAT?!", Frieza screamed. "How DARE you mock me?!"
Vejita shrugged and placed his left arm behind his back. He motioned for Frieza to charge at him again.
"Oh, gods, he's going to get himself killed with that cockiness.", King Vegeta muttered, rubbing his face in irritation. Kakkarot shook his head sternly.
"My king, Prince Vejita doesn't even find a challenge in Frieza now that he has become the Legendary."
King Vegeta looked at the ongoing fight to see his son staring at Queen Buruma as he absently blocked punches and kicks from an infuriated Frieza. Vejita looked back at Frieza as he blasted him in the chest, throwing him into a nearby wall. He waited patiently as Frieza stood back up out of the rubble.
King Briefs and ChiChi were watching the fight, as well, from the end of the Throne Room where it was safe. Yamucha was still unconscious.
"You won't... defeat me!", Frieza ground out in ragged breaths. He was already becoming weak and Vejita had only blasted him once. Vejita sighed in boredom.
"And why not?", he asked uninterested. Frieza growled and flew at the Saiyajin prince again. Vejita kept to his word and continued to block with his one arm. Every now and then, he'd punch or kick back just for fun. Frieza was seething with anger and hatred.
~*~
Now thirty minutes later, Frieza was picking himself out of another wall. He prepared to attack Vejita again.
"Oh, I don't have the patience for this.", Vejita mumbled irritably as the Coldjin appeared before him, ready for another onslaught.
Vejita disappeared and reappeared directly behind Frieza, grasping him by the neck and placing his hand on the back of Frieza's head.
"GALLET GUN!", he yelled out. Frieza didn't have a chance to scream. Vejita shoved the bloody and headless body of Frieza to the ground before dropping out of his Super Saiyajin state.
Vejita looked around. His father and Kakkarot were beaming with happiness and pride in their eyes. King Briefs and ChiChi were celebrating together at the end of the Throne Room. Yamucha was STILL unconscious.
He frowned as he noticed Buruma was looking at him with a timid look upon her face. He smiled gently and her facial expressions seemed to lighten as reassurance filled in her eyes.
He began to walk towards her with a smirk on his face. He halted to a stop, all of a sudden, as she screamed out in agony and clutched at her stomach. His eyes traveled fearsomely down to her hands to see that they had been colored crimson; the crimson of her own blood.
He flew to her side and caught her in his arms as she fell to the side, a single tear dripping down her cheek. He ran his hand over her cheek desperately, silently willing her to hang on. He whirled around with her still in his arms just in time to see Yamucha's arm lower from the blast. He had blasted his wife through the abdomen. Yamucha sneered at the two lovers in utter jealousy.
"She was mine, you Saiyajin filth! MINE! YOU STOLE HER!", Yamucha screamed out at the two of them. He was covered in debris and blood stains.
Just then, as Vejita was staring in disbelief and in horror, Kakkarot sent a larger blast at Yamucha, killing him instantly. Kakkarot looked up at Vejita with a deep sadness in his eyes, but then wasted no time in getting to his prince's side.
ChiChi came running towards her queen. She was screaming and crying. Kakkarot fought to hold her back and she pounded at his chest. Within a few seconds, she discontinued her pounding and simply cried into his shoulder. Kakkarot looked down at Vejita and Buruma.
"V-V-Ve-ji...", Buruma sputtered, coughing up her own blood.
He covered her lips with his fingers. "Hush, woman, save your strength. I'll get you the best doctors in the universe; you'll be alright!", he cried out, trying to convince himself just as much as he was her.
She reached up to touch his face. "Y-You.. k-know that I.. l-love y-" She collapsed in his arms.
He howled in pain and then he did something that he had never done before in his life.
He wept.
He wept for the pain that Buruma was feeling. He wept for the pure ignorance of his past and present. He wept for all that he had lost and all that he had gained.
He wept for his one true love.
Oh, noooo! *wails* I cried a little bit while writing this. I know it's a mean cliffhanger, too, but I'll try to have the next chapter up very soon. I am already brainstorming on two more fics, one a B/V, K/CC, K/18 and the other a T/P. The next chapter on this one might be the last. I hope you all liked this chapter, though I'm sure you didn't with what I did to poor Buruma! ^^; You know what? Out of my five B/V fics, I've seriously injured Buruma in three of them. I'm so mean to her! .;