In the hands of faith
Chapter 5~~Dreaming of you
Disclaimer: usual disclaimer, I don't own it.
I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long, school cached up, my computer was down, my site, account here and hotmail where hacked and lots more junk decided to keep me from writing this chapter.
I wonder if anyone gets this yet, you're supposed to wonder if Bulma is going crazy, whether she's hearing voices or if there is something more to it. Anywayz, I/m looking for someone new to help me with the introductions, Alex and me broke up o_O But we're still friend and everything so I guess I'm gonne have to find a new victim. Waahhaaahhaaaa………………. +receives strange looks from invisible audience+
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Bulma sat at her desk, she'd taken a quick shower and it was still pouring outside. She was trying to catch up with things that had happened while she was out.. It wasn't too much, they had actually gotten some new clients. Guess they could manage very well without her around, that made her feel a little unwanted although she knew it was all just in her head. She leaned back in her chair to stare at the ceiling. Wondering how thing had been at Capsule Corp while she was gone., with Vegeta blowing up the gravity machine and demanding food, it must have been very stressful for her parents. That second her dad walked in, he greeted her and started working on some contraption. "dad?" Bulma asked after a while. "Yes hon?" "How where things while I was gone?" "I what aspect?" Her father asked and stopped to look at his daughter. "Here at home, wasn't Vegeta driving you crazy?"
"Well, that's the strange thing, he didn't blow up the gravity room once and he was mostly gone anyways. Kami knows where that man went, he would be gone for days in a row and then suddenly show up again, without a word." He explained and continued working, figuring that was all his daughter wanted to know. Bulma thought about it, where would he go? He didn't know anyone on earth besides the Z-gang but he wouldn't go there while still alive. She shrugged it off and continued with her work, she would bug him about it later.
That evening Bulma walked out onto her balcony like she always did when she had to think about things. She stood there, staring up at the dark night sky filled with starts shining down on her. With a small sigh she leaned back against the door that led back to her room. The wind slightly played with her long, silk nightgown and a small shiver ran down her spine. She stood there, just looking over the forest in front of her house and the towering buildings of the city behind it. The weather had decided to clear up, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, not a drop falling down. It was nice and quit too, there was the sound of leaves ruffling in the slight breeze, every now and then a noise from the woods and the little voice in her head…. Little voice? Bulma quirked an eyebrow. She never had little scolding voices buzzing around her head before… it shouted. "man, I'm losing it. Maybe that accident damaged my brain.." Bulma mulled and walked into her room, deciding she was just tired. She never knew Vegeta had been sitting on the roof just above her, neither of them noticed the other.
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A new day yet again, life had become a routine for Vegeta lately, get up, shower, train, eat, train and yes, eat some more. He thought back to just a couple of years ago, each day was like a new adventure, each day full of more murder and slaughter. But as he thought that statement over, suddenly that too seemed all the same, yet he would never go back to that way of life. Had this planet really changed him that much? He wasn't sure. It couldn't have, how could a dirt bal invested by pathetic weaklings destroy a lifetime of torture? He grunted and dragged himself out of the comfy bed, into the shower to start another day of intense training.
As he sat down on the table to eat a rather small breakfast for his standards, he thought about the training part of his day, it just didn't sound as appealing like it used to. Leaning back into the chair he looked out of the window, just like last night it was pretty nice out. The sun had decided to show itself for a change and the sky was bright blue. Nothing to keep the sun from shining its light down to earth. A second later he made up his mind, he would take the day off as what some people would call a break. Just one day of doing nothing, very likely the first one in his entire life.
That afternoon Vegeta sat in the living room in the large couch, just flipping through the channels on the television. It amazed him how much useless stuff people would put work into, did they really have nothing better to get some mindless bimbo to sell absolutely the worst crap he'd seen in his life on their very own channel, and have the nerve of calling it a show? He rolled his eyes and decided on an old war movie, he never knew doing nothing was so boring but he wasn't going to break. He just had to see this as a different kind of training, to work on his resistance.
His eyes started to droop, about to fall down when the door suddenly flew open and it slamming against the wall behind it with a loud bang, startling the drowsy Saijin on the couch. Before he could blink Bulma practically threw herself next to him, snatching the remote from his hand. "Hey! Give that back." An angry yet surprised Vegeta protested. "Don't tell me you where actually watching this." Bulma grunted and furiously started pushing the little button on the device in her hand. The air was suddenly filled with silence again, except for the noises from the tv off course. "What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be training by now." Bulma practically spat the words at him.
She just kept amazing Vegeta, one time she was nice enough to invite him to stay at her house, now she was biting his ear off. "That is none of your business. And what crawled up you ass?"
"Well that's none of you business now is it?" She responded sarcastically. Vegeta hmpf'ed and turned back to the tv where Bulma had decided to leave some kind of game show on. They didn't pay attention to it, they didn't even notice when it ended and the commercials started, they where both too caught up in their own thoughts. Bulma was brought back to reality when that annoying voice decided to make its presence known again. It was babbling on about something Bulma couldn't make out, it sounded confused somehow, could little voices be confused? She shrugged as her eyes turned to the Saijin next to her. Something particular caught her interest and she started following it as it swayed almost hypnotically. Over the last couple of months Bulma had seen slight differences in the way it moved, in accordance to the mood of its owner.
If Vegeta was angry or pissed it would kinda jerk from side to side. When he was 'happy', or at least smirking it just gracefully twisted around, following no appearent path. If the prince was having a nightmare, which occurred quite often, it twitched like that of a cat when it's dreaming. And finally, whenever Vegeta was calm, dare she say relaxed? His tail would sway slightly, like it was doing now. Only she would usually see that when he was sleeping.
She was mesmerized by the thing, She didn't even realize her hand reaching out to it. It was too late when Vegeta almost jumped through the ceiling when she grabbed it. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!!!" he screamed. Bulma blinked and looked at her hand which was still holding the brown tail. She smirked, she just loved having control over the great Saijin prince. "I want to see how it works." She said, her mood suddenly lightening up. "HOW DO YOU THINK IT WORKS? IT'S A GOD DAMN TAIL FOR KAMI'S SAKE!!! DIDN'T YOU FIND OUT ENOUGH WHEN YOU PRACTICALLY TORE IT OFF LAST TIME??!!!"
Bulma wasn't the least bit impressed by his outburst, she just looked at him strangely. What was the big deal?
Vegeta was surprised that she hadn't cowered away from him like she had the day she found him in the forest. Why didn't he scare her anymore? But all that disappeared from his mind, his anger slowly fading as she continued to look him in the eyes. "Damnit woman, you really don't get it do you."
"Get what?" Bulma asked. I can't believe she doesn't understand.
Bulma blinked "What was that?"
"What are you talking about."
"You said something, I didn't quite get it."
"I didn't say anything, did you see my mouth move? I think not." A puzzled Vegeta retorted.
Bulma blinked, now she knew he didn't say anything, the little voice was haunting her again but then why where they saying things that didn't make sense? In her daze she let go of Vegetas tail, not noticing Vegeta grunt angrily and leaving the room.
Now things where just getting too weird for Bulma, she couldn't even sort things out for herself. She sat there for another hour, contemplating the things that had happened to her ever since the accident. So far it where just voices. She decided to go see a doctor the next day but for now she decided she had to get her mind off the subject. She got up and made her way to her lab, working would always help her when she had a problem.
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"Last chance, tell us or perish." She snarled at the creature before her. A tear slid down it's scaled cheek as it stood up with surprising courage. "Never." It said, voice wavering as he tried to keep it steady. She laughed loudly at this "Your loss." She chuckled and stretched her arm out towards the green alien. A bright light enveloped the gloved hand shortly before it shot forward, piercing the creatures chest and burning away it's heart while it let out a piercing scream. "Why do they always scream like that when you kill them, it hurts my ears." She heard a voice behind her and turned around to come face to face with a large, bald Saijian. "Maybe we should rip out their vocal cords before we kill them from now on." She smirked and the rest of the group laughed at the comment. "We must be moving on, lets pay king Rellum a short visit." A large Saijin said, his hair flaring up like fire, a red and black cape draping his broad shoulders.
Bulma snorted and followed her father through the countless dead bodies scattered across the now empty plain. They continued to the large city where the king resided, leaving nothing but lifeless bodies behind in their path of destruction. An hour later they reached the palace and continued by torturing the king's servants and guards before killing them to get the information they wanted. Finally the king complied and told them about his allegance with a couple of other planets, begging them to leave what was left of his planet intact. "Sure, we won't hurt anyone anymore. Trust me." Bulma said with an evil smirk, something glittered in his eyes as he spoke but only the rest of the Saijins knew what that meant.
They boarded their large ship when the king turned to his son. "Good work son, now we just have to pay back the rest of those idiots that decided to turn against us." The king said and proudly put a hand on his sons shoulder. "Oh but father, we're not finished here yet." Bulma spoke with fake innocence, causing his father to let out a rumbling laugh. A minute later king Rellum's planet was gone, another reminder of what happened to people who dared to cross the Saijins.
Bulma bolted from her bed when the last second of sleep passed away. Her heart pounded in her throat while she tried to calm down. Her blood ran cold when the dream came back to her, she just didn't know what to make of it. Was it really what she thought it was? Did she just dream about the prince of all Saijins, the same prince that was currently staying at her house?
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Soooo, that was chappie number five. Io think it sux ass, this is probably the worst chapter I've ever written… L. But I'll try to get the new one out as fast as I can, I think it'll take quite some time since the new school year brings so much new homework with it..
Ps: You might think, wow, she got so many reviews in one day. I did not. I copied them from my first account (which was hacked thankyouverymuch) They just helped me so much writing this I didn't want to just forget about them. Just tell me if you've got a problem with this and I'll see what I can do x_X
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Lady Katz
Chapter 5~~Dreaming of you
Disclaimer: usual disclaimer, I don't own it.
I'm sorry I haven't updated for so long, school cached up, my computer was down, my site, account here and hotmail where hacked and lots more junk decided to keep me from writing this chapter.
I wonder if anyone gets this yet, you're supposed to wonder if Bulma is going crazy, whether she's hearing voices or if there is something more to it. Anywayz, I/m looking for someone new to help me with the introductions, Alex and me broke up o_O But we're still friend and everything so I guess I'm gonne have to find a new victim. Waahhaaahhaaaa………………. +receives strange looks from invisible audience+
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Bulma sat at her desk, she'd taken a quick shower and it was still pouring outside. She was trying to catch up with things that had happened while she was out.. It wasn't too much, they had actually gotten some new clients. Guess they could manage very well without her around, that made her feel a little unwanted although she knew it was all just in her head. She leaned back in her chair to stare at the ceiling. Wondering how thing had been at Capsule Corp while she was gone., with Vegeta blowing up the gravity machine and demanding food, it must have been very stressful for her parents. That second her dad walked in, he greeted her and started working on some contraption. "dad?" Bulma asked after a while. "Yes hon?" "How where things while I was gone?" "I what aspect?" Her father asked and stopped to look at his daughter. "Here at home, wasn't Vegeta driving you crazy?"
"Well, that's the strange thing, he didn't blow up the gravity room once and he was mostly gone anyways. Kami knows where that man went, he would be gone for days in a row and then suddenly show up again, without a word." He explained and continued working, figuring that was all his daughter wanted to know. Bulma thought about it, where would he go? He didn't know anyone on earth besides the Z-gang but he wouldn't go there while still alive. She shrugged it off and continued with her work, she would bug him about it later.
That evening Bulma walked out onto her balcony like she always did when she had to think about things. She stood there, staring up at the dark night sky filled with starts shining down on her. With a small sigh she leaned back against the door that led back to her room. The wind slightly played with her long, silk nightgown and a small shiver ran down her spine. She stood there, just looking over the forest in front of her house and the towering buildings of the city behind it. The weather had decided to clear up, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, not a drop falling down. It was nice and quit too, there was the sound of leaves ruffling in the slight breeze, every now and then a noise from the woods and the little voice in her head…. Little voice? Bulma quirked an eyebrow. She never had little scolding voices buzzing around her head before… it shouted. "man, I'm losing it. Maybe that accident damaged my brain.." Bulma mulled and walked into her room, deciding she was just tired. She never knew Vegeta had been sitting on the roof just above her, neither of them noticed the other.
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A new day yet again, life had become a routine for Vegeta lately, get up, shower, train, eat, train and yes, eat some more. He thought back to just a couple of years ago, each day was like a new adventure, each day full of more murder and slaughter. But as he thought that statement over, suddenly that too seemed all the same, yet he would never go back to that way of life. Had this planet really changed him that much? He wasn't sure. It couldn't have, how could a dirt bal invested by pathetic weaklings destroy a lifetime of torture? He grunted and dragged himself out of the comfy bed, into the shower to start another day of intense training.
As he sat down on the table to eat a rather small breakfast for his standards, he thought about the training part of his day, it just didn't sound as appealing like it used to. Leaning back into the chair he looked out of the window, just like last night it was pretty nice out. The sun had decided to show itself for a change and the sky was bright blue. Nothing to keep the sun from shining its light down to earth. A second later he made up his mind, he would take the day off as what some people would call a break. Just one day of doing nothing, very likely the first one in his entire life.
That afternoon Vegeta sat in the living room in the large couch, just flipping through the channels on the television. It amazed him how much useless stuff people would put work into, did they really have nothing better to get some mindless bimbo to sell absolutely the worst crap he'd seen in his life on their very own channel, and have the nerve of calling it a show? He rolled his eyes and decided on an old war movie, he never knew doing nothing was so boring but he wasn't going to break. He just had to see this as a different kind of training, to work on his resistance.
His eyes started to droop, about to fall down when the door suddenly flew open and it slamming against the wall behind it with a loud bang, startling the drowsy Saijin on the couch. Before he could blink Bulma practically threw herself next to him, snatching the remote from his hand. "Hey! Give that back." An angry yet surprised Vegeta protested. "Don't tell me you where actually watching this." Bulma grunted and furiously started pushing the little button on the device in her hand. The air was suddenly filled with silence again, except for the noises from the tv off course. "What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be training by now." Bulma practically spat the words at him.
She just kept amazing Vegeta, one time she was nice enough to invite him to stay at her house, now she was biting his ear off. "That is none of your business. And what crawled up you ass?"
"Well that's none of you business now is it?" She responded sarcastically. Vegeta hmpf'ed and turned back to the tv where Bulma had decided to leave some kind of game show on. They didn't pay attention to it, they didn't even notice when it ended and the commercials started, they where both too caught up in their own thoughts. Bulma was brought back to reality when that annoying voice decided to make its presence known again. It was babbling on about something Bulma couldn't make out, it sounded confused somehow, could little voices be confused? She shrugged as her eyes turned to the Saijin next to her. Something particular caught her interest and she started following it as it swayed almost hypnotically. Over the last couple of months Bulma had seen slight differences in the way it moved, in accordance to the mood of its owner.
If Vegeta was angry or pissed it would kinda jerk from side to side. When he was 'happy', or at least smirking it just gracefully twisted around, following no appearent path. If the prince was having a nightmare, which occurred quite often, it twitched like that of a cat when it's dreaming. And finally, whenever Vegeta was calm, dare she say relaxed? His tail would sway slightly, like it was doing now. Only she would usually see that when he was sleeping.
She was mesmerized by the thing, She didn't even realize her hand reaching out to it. It was too late when Vegeta almost jumped through the ceiling when she grabbed it. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!!!" he screamed. Bulma blinked and looked at her hand which was still holding the brown tail. She smirked, she just loved having control over the great Saijin prince. "I want to see how it works." She said, her mood suddenly lightening up. "HOW DO YOU THINK IT WORKS? IT'S A GOD DAMN TAIL FOR KAMI'S SAKE!!! DIDN'T YOU FIND OUT ENOUGH WHEN YOU PRACTICALLY TORE IT OFF LAST TIME??!!!"
Bulma wasn't the least bit impressed by his outburst, she just looked at him strangely. What was the big deal?
Vegeta was surprised that she hadn't cowered away from him like she had the day she found him in the forest. Why didn't he scare her anymore? But all that disappeared from his mind, his anger slowly fading as she continued to look him in the eyes. "Damnit woman, you really don't get it do you."
"Get what?" Bulma asked. I can't believe she doesn't understand.
Bulma blinked "What was that?"
"What are you talking about."
"You said something, I didn't quite get it."
"I didn't say anything, did you see my mouth move? I think not." A puzzled Vegeta retorted.
Bulma blinked, now she knew he didn't say anything, the little voice was haunting her again but then why where they saying things that didn't make sense? In her daze she let go of Vegetas tail, not noticing Vegeta grunt angrily and leaving the room.
Now things where just getting too weird for Bulma, she couldn't even sort things out for herself. She sat there for another hour, contemplating the things that had happened to her ever since the accident. So far it where just voices. She decided to go see a doctor the next day but for now she decided she had to get her mind off the subject. She got up and made her way to her lab, working would always help her when she had a problem.
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"Last chance, tell us or perish." She snarled at the creature before her. A tear slid down it's scaled cheek as it stood up with surprising courage. "Never." It said, voice wavering as he tried to keep it steady. She laughed loudly at this "Your loss." She chuckled and stretched her arm out towards the green alien. A bright light enveloped the gloved hand shortly before it shot forward, piercing the creatures chest and burning away it's heart while it let out a piercing scream. "Why do they always scream like that when you kill them, it hurts my ears." She heard a voice behind her and turned around to come face to face with a large, bald Saijian. "Maybe we should rip out their vocal cords before we kill them from now on." She smirked and the rest of the group laughed at the comment. "We must be moving on, lets pay king Rellum a short visit." A large Saijin said, his hair flaring up like fire, a red and black cape draping his broad shoulders.
Bulma snorted and followed her father through the countless dead bodies scattered across the now empty plain. They continued to the large city where the king resided, leaving nothing but lifeless bodies behind in their path of destruction. An hour later they reached the palace and continued by torturing the king's servants and guards before killing them to get the information they wanted. Finally the king complied and told them about his allegance with a couple of other planets, begging them to leave what was left of his planet intact. "Sure, we won't hurt anyone anymore. Trust me." Bulma said with an evil smirk, something glittered in his eyes as he spoke but only the rest of the Saijins knew what that meant.
They boarded their large ship when the king turned to his son. "Good work son, now we just have to pay back the rest of those idiots that decided to turn against us." The king said and proudly put a hand on his sons shoulder. "Oh but father, we're not finished here yet." Bulma spoke with fake innocence, causing his father to let out a rumbling laugh. A minute later king Rellum's planet was gone, another reminder of what happened to people who dared to cross the Saijins.
Bulma bolted from her bed when the last second of sleep passed away. Her heart pounded in her throat while she tried to calm down. Her blood ran cold when the dream came back to her, she just didn't know what to make of it. Was it really what she thought it was? Did she just dream about the prince of all Saijins, the same prince that was currently staying at her house?
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Soooo, that was chappie number five. Io think it sux ass, this is probably the worst chapter I've ever written… L. But I'll try to get the new one out as fast as I can, I think it'll take quite some time since the new school year brings so much new homework with it..
Ps: You might think, wow, she got so many reviews in one day. I did not. I copied them from my first account (which was hacked thankyouverymuch) They just helped me so much writing this I didn't want to just forget about them. Just tell me if you've got a problem with this and I'll see what I can do x_X
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Lady Katz