.To trust again:::…
Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols: "….." = Talking *…..* = Thinking […..] = Author's note
Last time on 'to trust again'
_.-+†+-._ Everything went in slow-motion, he flew up, aimed and released the blast, hoping his aim wasn't off. It hit the robot and it exploded, scattering into a thousand bits but it was too late for Vegeta, he could feel the ki blasts coming at him, all of them. He closed his eyes, it was all he could do until he was surrounded by a blinding light and his ear splitting scream filled the air as an agonizing wave of pain washed over his body _.-+†+-._
Chapter 4 ~~ Deja vu
A few seconds later Vegeta's broken body hit the floor with a slight thud and the safety device shut off the immense gravity to leave the room quiet. Vegeta just stayed down for a few seconds as waves of pain tore through his body. A little later they slowly stopped, being replaced by a dull feeling and with a pained groan Vegeta opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. His entire body felt as if it had been shoved through a meat grinder. He grimached at when he tried to move his leg, something told him that wasn't good. With a sigh he just quit trying, what the hell had just happened? He asked himself, together with a thousand other questions and after considering it for a while, every answer seemed to lead to a certain blue haired Onna.
Vegeta snarled angrily and rolled over, pushing himself up. He looked at the ground between his hands where a small puddle of blood had started to form, running down his arms. He couldn't believe it, did she do this on purpose? And if so, why? What the hell did he do to her to deserve this, he had saved her sorry ass for crying out loud!
"Aaarrgghhh!" he screamed out in fury and stood up abruptly, ignoring the pain searing through him as he made his way towards the door, limping and slugging forward a bit. How dare she, he saved her and this is how she repaid him, and she had the nerve to always lecture him about gratitude. Ha! What a joke!
He reached the house with not as much trouble as he thought he would and slammed the door open, almost making it fly off it's hinges. "WOMAN!!" He screamed and leaned against the wall for a second to regain some of his energy. He left a bloody print on it as he left but he couldn't care less, it was time for some revenge. When he didn't get an answer he just continued walking into the house, first towards the living room. No one there, secondly the kitchen that was connected with the living room, empty too. That just left one place, the third and final possibility where the Onna would most likely be, her laboratory…
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Bulma sighed and leaned back in her chair, paperwork was so tiring.. She scribbled down her autograph on one of the many sheets of white paper in front of her but she was quickly interrupted by the slight shaking of the floor. "What the…." She sat quietly for a second, trying to figure out what had happened. Probably a small earthquake, they'd been having those quite often lately. She shook her head slightly and continued her work. Minutes passed by and she was about to sign the last paper of the day when suddenly her pen shot away from the paper and onto the desk, leaving a long, blue line across the paper. But this didn't matter, all that mattered what the furious Saijin in her doorway.
"H..hi Vegeta." She stuttered nervously, this couldn't be good. Vegeta was covered in cuts and bruises, not to mention blood. He had a nasty gash on his arm and a large cut down his leg. His eye twitched dangerously as he slowly approached the desk. "Explain." He simple stated and Bulma gulped. "NOW!" He shouted and brought his fist down onto the desk, startling Bulma and causing her to jump up from her seat. This sudden action shook Bulma back into realty, or maybe out of it and she glared at the dangerous Saijin on the other side of the desk.
"You want answers, fine! You had no right forcing me to fix that stupid gravity machine! I was almost fucking raped! And you expect me to do whatever you want like nothing happened!" she stated and poked him in the chest with her index finger, earning a low growl.
"So you decided to do this to me, and after what I did for you. I should have left you with those bastards to get raped, so m-" he was interrupted by a hand slapping him across the face, jerking his head back. He slowly turned around gain, seeing a furious Bulma in front of him. He opened his mouth to scold her but was again interrupted by her hand, followed by her harsh voice.
"How could you say that, you have no idea what I went through! How could you, you're just a heartless bastard that wouldn't know compassion if it kicked him in the gut! I don't regret ordering those robots to blast the crap out of you, you deserve it. I doubt you've ever known how to care for someone! You're a cold hearted, selfish asshole that'll be alone the rest of his fucking life. We'd all be better off if we left you dead on Namek, it was a mistake to wish you back anyway." Her voice had started to get eerily soft by now but still contained it's previous anger as she looked Vegeta in the eye and continued. "A waste of a wish, you have never loved and never will, you will die alone, cold and bitter and no one will grieve over you……Just like Freeza." She spat the last words at him like venom, not even noticing the small sign of hurt flashing through his eyes.
That emotion soon vanished and was replaced by anger, pure anger with no room for clear thinking. He growled and slowly approached Bulma, who's own anger had slowly made place for fear as she realized exactly what she'd just said.
"How dare you say that, you don't know what my life was like, you don't know whether I care or not and you sure as hell don't know Freeza or else you wouldn't say that!! You don't know anything about me!" He screamed, probably more pissed off than he'd ever been. He thought she was different, he actually thought he could trust her and now she jut stabbed him in the back, like so many others before. But this was the last, he'd thought the exact same thing all those years back and shut everybody out completely but somehow this mere Chikyuu woman had found a way through his defences, but no more. This would end right here, right now!
Bulma silently watched as Vegeta started walking towards her. She stumbled back, almost tripping over the chair but with her eyes still glued on Vegeta. Fear was evident in her eyes but the Saijin didn't notice or just didn't care as he continued to walk up to her.
Suddenly Bulma's surroundings darkened, her warm, familiar office disappeared, slowly replaced by the dark, cold alley she knew all too well. She watched the tiles on the floor shape into those hard bricks that tore open her back, when she suddenly heard a snarl. Her head snapped up and to her horror, that monster, the very man that had haunted her dreams for so long was closing in on her.
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Vegeta approached Bulma, never had someone angered him this much. Well, almost never but he didn't care at the moment, he just couldn't believe she had just said that! He snarled and watched as Bulma backed up until there was nowhere left to go, she looked at him with large eyes but he didn't notice. He was too infuriated. Anger clouded his mind as his hand shot out to grab her throat, lifting her up and pressing down even harder. Bulma let out a chocked cough and struggled to get free, her small hands clamped around Vegeta's but it was no use. He squeezed harder, causing Bulma to let out a small whimper. He looked in her eyes, they where huge and full of fear..but somehow blurry. Than he noticed the tears, rolling down her cheek to lightly hit his hand to splash apart.
Suddenly he blinked, what was he doing? With a shocked look he let go and Bulma fell to the ground to curl herself into a tight ball yet again. He looked at her with regret, scolding himself for his stupidity. He crouched down in front of her and softly touched her arm but it was slapped away. Bulma looked at him with fear, so much fear..he couldn't handle it. Not when it came from her eyes. He reached out again but Bulma stood up sharply, crying out for him to get away from her. She lunged herself at him and pushed him back onto the floor, but got up immediately and sped off. Through the door and across the hall in record time as tears streamed down her face. Vegeta scrambled to his feet as fast as he could and limped after her, now only wanting to turn back time so all of this would have never happened.
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Bulma ran faster than she'd ever ran, bolting through the hallway and out the kitchen door, she had to get away. She ran across the lawn on her way to the forest behind the house, she'd be safe there. She used to play there as a kid all the time, it was the only place she could hide since she knew every inch of the green land. Reaching the edge of the forest she looked back but didn't bother to stop, she could see the man chasing after her, strangely limping but she couldn't care less, it was only one tiny factor in her advantage. She rushed through the woods as sharp leaves cut her body and ripped her clothes. Everything went by so fast, she didn't even know if the man was still after her but a quick look proved he was still there. Her energy slowly ran out as the minutes passed, not even the shock of adrenaline could help her now. Her heart raced and she could feel her last power slip away. She stopped and looked around, the woods where eerily quiet but after a second she could hear the man coming towards her.
She looked around, desperate for anything to help her get away from a gruesome fate, but there where just trees, trees everywhere. As a last resort she decided it was her best bet, she was a pretty good tree climber as a young girl and was sure she hadn't forgotten. With a sudden spurt of energy she ran towards the tree that looked like the best one to climb but to her horror, she didn't notice the tree root sticking out of the ground and before she could do anything, she tripped. With a grunt she fell on the moist ground, landing painfully on her broken arm. She was about to get up when she felt a strong hand wrap around her arm. Without looking she swung her fists at the invisible attacker, letting out a terrified shriek.
Her fist hit something soft and she could hear a startled cry, for some reason she was happy she's given that bastard one last blow before being killed but that feeling was soon swept away when he grabbed both her arm, immobilizing her.
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Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols: "….." = Talking *…..* = Thinking […..] = Author's note
Last time on 'to trust again'
_.-+†+-._ Everything went in slow-motion, he flew up, aimed and released the blast, hoping his aim wasn't off. It hit the robot and it exploded, scattering into a thousand bits but it was too late for Vegeta, he could feel the ki blasts coming at him, all of them. He closed his eyes, it was all he could do until he was surrounded by a blinding light and his ear splitting scream filled the air as an agonizing wave of pain washed over his body _.-+†+-._
Chapter 4 ~~ Deja vu
A few seconds later Vegeta's broken body hit the floor with a slight thud and the safety device shut off the immense gravity to leave the room quiet. Vegeta just stayed down for a few seconds as waves of pain tore through his body. A little later they slowly stopped, being replaced by a dull feeling and with a pained groan Vegeta opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. His entire body felt as if it had been shoved through a meat grinder. He grimached at when he tried to move his leg, something told him that wasn't good. With a sigh he just quit trying, what the hell had just happened? He asked himself, together with a thousand other questions and after considering it for a while, every answer seemed to lead to a certain blue haired Onna.
Vegeta snarled angrily and rolled over, pushing himself up. He looked at the ground between his hands where a small puddle of blood had started to form, running down his arms. He couldn't believe it, did she do this on purpose? And if so, why? What the hell did he do to her to deserve this, he had saved her sorry ass for crying out loud!
"Aaarrgghhh!" he screamed out in fury and stood up abruptly, ignoring the pain searing through him as he made his way towards the door, limping and slugging forward a bit. How dare she, he saved her and this is how she repaid him, and she had the nerve to always lecture him about gratitude. Ha! What a joke!
He reached the house with not as much trouble as he thought he would and slammed the door open, almost making it fly off it's hinges. "WOMAN!!" He screamed and leaned against the wall for a second to regain some of his energy. He left a bloody print on it as he left but he couldn't care less, it was time for some revenge. When he didn't get an answer he just continued walking into the house, first towards the living room. No one there, secondly the kitchen that was connected with the living room, empty too. That just left one place, the third and final possibility where the Onna would most likely be, her laboratory…
-(~~*~~)-
Bulma sighed and leaned back in her chair, paperwork was so tiring.. She scribbled down her autograph on one of the many sheets of white paper in front of her but she was quickly interrupted by the slight shaking of the floor. "What the…." She sat quietly for a second, trying to figure out what had happened. Probably a small earthquake, they'd been having those quite often lately. She shook her head slightly and continued her work. Minutes passed by and she was about to sign the last paper of the day when suddenly her pen shot away from the paper and onto the desk, leaving a long, blue line across the paper. But this didn't matter, all that mattered what the furious Saijin in her doorway.
"H..hi Vegeta." She stuttered nervously, this couldn't be good. Vegeta was covered in cuts and bruises, not to mention blood. He had a nasty gash on his arm and a large cut down his leg. His eye twitched dangerously as he slowly approached the desk. "Explain." He simple stated and Bulma gulped. "NOW!" He shouted and brought his fist down onto the desk, startling Bulma and causing her to jump up from her seat. This sudden action shook Bulma back into realty, or maybe out of it and she glared at the dangerous Saijin on the other side of the desk.
"You want answers, fine! You had no right forcing me to fix that stupid gravity machine! I was almost fucking raped! And you expect me to do whatever you want like nothing happened!" she stated and poked him in the chest with her index finger, earning a low growl.
"So you decided to do this to me, and after what I did for you. I should have left you with those bastards to get raped, so m-" he was interrupted by a hand slapping him across the face, jerking his head back. He slowly turned around gain, seeing a furious Bulma in front of him. He opened his mouth to scold her but was again interrupted by her hand, followed by her harsh voice.
"How could you say that, you have no idea what I went through! How could you, you're just a heartless bastard that wouldn't know compassion if it kicked him in the gut! I don't regret ordering those robots to blast the crap out of you, you deserve it. I doubt you've ever known how to care for someone! You're a cold hearted, selfish asshole that'll be alone the rest of his fucking life. We'd all be better off if we left you dead on Namek, it was a mistake to wish you back anyway." Her voice had started to get eerily soft by now but still contained it's previous anger as she looked Vegeta in the eye and continued. "A waste of a wish, you have never loved and never will, you will die alone, cold and bitter and no one will grieve over you……Just like Freeza." She spat the last words at him like venom, not even noticing the small sign of hurt flashing through his eyes.
That emotion soon vanished and was replaced by anger, pure anger with no room for clear thinking. He growled and slowly approached Bulma, who's own anger had slowly made place for fear as she realized exactly what she'd just said.
"How dare you say that, you don't know what my life was like, you don't know whether I care or not and you sure as hell don't know Freeza or else you wouldn't say that!! You don't know anything about me!" He screamed, probably more pissed off than he'd ever been. He thought she was different, he actually thought he could trust her and now she jut stabbed him in the back, like so many others before. But this was the last, he'd thought the exact same thing all those years back and shut everybody out completely but somehow this mere Chikyuu woman had found a way through his defences, but no more. This would end right here, right now!
Bulma silently watched as Vegeta started walking towards her. She stumbled back, almost tripping over the chair but with her eyes still glued on Vegeta. Fear was evident in her eyes but the Saijin didn't notice or just didn't care as he continued to walk up to her.
Suddenly Bulma's surroundings darkened, her warm, familiar office disappeared, slowly replaced by the dark, cold alley she knew all too well. She watched the tiles on the floor shape into those hard bricks that tore open her back, when she suddenly heard a snarl. Her head snapped up and to her horror, that monster, the very man that had haunted her dreams for so long was closing in on her.
-(~~*~~)-
Vegeta approached Bulma, never had someone angered him this much. Well, almost never but he didn't care at the moment, he just couldn't believe she had just said that! He snarled and watched as Bulma backed up until there was nowhere left to go, she looked at him with large eyes but he didn't notice. He was too infuriated. Anger clouded his mind as his hand shot out to grab her throat, lifting her up and pressing down even harder. Bulma let out a chocked cough and struggled to get free, her small hands clamped around Vegeta's but it was no use. He squeezed harder, causing Bulma to let out a small whimper. He looked in her eyes, they where huge and full of fear..but somehow blurry. Than he noticed the tears, rolling down her cheek to lightly hit his hand to splash apart.
Suddenly he blinked, what was he doing? With a shocked look he let go and Bulma fell to the ground to curl herself into a tight ball yet again. He looked at her with regret, scolding himself for his stupidity. He crouched down in front of her and softly touched her arm but it was slapped away. Bulma looked at him with fear, so much fear..he couldn't handle it. Not when it came from her eyes. He reached out again but Bulma stood up sharply, crying out for him to get away from her. She lunged herself at him and pushed him back onto the floor, but got up immediately and sped off. Through the door and across the hall in record time as tears streamed down her face. Vegeta scrambled to his feet as fast as he could and limped after her, now only wanting to turn back time so all of this would have never happened.
-(~~*~~)-
Bulma ran faster than she'd ever ran, bolting through the hallway and out the kitchen door, she had to get away. She ran across the lawn on her way to the forest behind the house, she'd be safe there. She used to play there as a kid all the time, it was the only place she could hide since she knew every inch of the green land. Reaching the edge of the forest she looked back but didn't bother to stop, she could see the man chasing after her, strangely limping but she couldn't care less, it was only one tiny factor in her advantage. She rushed through the woods as sharp leaves cut her body and ripped her clothes. Everything went by so fast, she didn't even know if the man was still after her but a quick look proved he was still there. Her energy slowly ran out as the minutes passed, not even the shock of adrenaline could help her now. Her heart raced and she could feel her last power slip away. She stopped and looked around, the woods where eerily quiet but after a second she could hear the man coming towards her.
She looked around, desperate for anything to help her get away from a gruesome fate, but there where just trees, trees everywhere. As a last resort she decided it was her best bet, she was a pretty good tree climber as a young girl and was sure she hadn't forgotten. With a sudden spurt of energy she ran towards the tree that looked like the best one to climb but to her horror, she didn't notice the tree root sticking out of the ground and before she could do anything, she tripped. With a grunt she fell on the moist ground, landing painfully on her broken arm. She was about to get up when she felt a strong hand wrap around her arm. Without looking she swung her fists at the invisible attacker, letting out a terrified shriek.
Her fist hit something soft and she could hear a startled cry, for some reason she was happy she's given that bastard one last blow before being killed but that feeling was soon swept away when he grabbed both her arm, immobilizing her.
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