.To trust again:::…
Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols: "….." = Talking *…..* = Thinking […..] = Author's note
Last time on 'to trust again'
_.-+†+-._ This only left her with one option, it scared her a little but she knew it was her only choice. With that in mind she got up with a newfound energy, a new goal in her life and she wasn't about to let it pass. She got up and rushed through the hall, earning surprised looks from everyone she passed on her way to her private lab. It was the first time in days they had seen her in such a good mood and it made them wonder exactly what had gotten into the girl, and Bulma was the only one that knew _.-+†+-._
Chapter 10 ~~ Wishing for better days
Half an hour later Bulma sprung up from her seat with a huge smile and marvelled at the piece of equipment in her hands, complimenting herself on her brains. To any outsider who knew a little of Sayians, it would look just like an ordinary scouter, only it wasn't. Not by a long shot. She had hooked it up to her computer and translated everything from Sayian to English, which took a really long time since Sayian consisted of loads of different signs and some even meant the same thing, only different in the sentence. Off course she hadn't built the entire thing on her own, it was way too complicated for that. Instead she had repaired an old one she had found a long time ago on the deserted battlefield where the Sayian had fought, it was a miracle it had survived the clash. She had forgotten about it due to all the commotion lately but she couldn't be happier to remember it. Now she was able to track down ki's. But now she thought of it, there was one big problem…it wouldn't be able to distinguish different ki', and one large group of energies would be easily mistaken for one big one.
This caused her to slump back in her seat, she was never going to find him now. She knew he basically had one of the highest ki's in the universe but it would be way too risky to go after the highest ones, what if she ran into some really scary villain guy. (o.O;;) She sighed and looked at the small machine again, there had to be a way. She could try to track the ship again, but it would be way too far by now, like finding a needle in a haystack.
Her happiness quickly faded at the thought of all her hopes, ideas and work going to waste, not to mention her excitement about seeing Vegeta again. And even though she knew she'd been pushing her luck a little too much with hoping to see Vegeta again, she couldn't help but to be sad. She got up from the chair and walked to the window, staring at the sky as if the answers lay there. Kami, help me… she thought with a defeated sigh, she didn't think she'd ever wanted anything as bad as to see Vegeta again, to apologize, to tell him how she felt, to simply hear his voice and see his face... And she didn't even know why, but it seemed that every second she spent without him bugging her, she missed him even more.
As she stared at the sky her mind wandered off, her father had always told her the answers lay somewhere between those clouds, if only you search hard enough… She slightly chuckled at this, how could she have ever believed that childish saying? But as she watched the clouds slowly drift away to reveal countless bright dots scattered across the vast emptiness, a thought cam from out of nowhere… What if the answer was up there? What if a simple visit was all it would take. What if she asked Kami….
-(~~*~~)-
A soft humming filled the air while Mr Popo happily watered the small flowers perfectly lined up on the lookout. Everything was peaceful and serene until suddenly a load rumbling noise disturbed the silence, causing the sleeping birds to wake up and scatter across the sky. "Oh my." The big guy mumbled and dropped the watering-can as a noisy chopper set down on the tiled floor. The yellow door opened and out came Bulma, crossing her hands over her head in an attempt to stop her hair from tangling as she ran towards the stunned Mr Popo.
"Hi Mr Popo." She said as the big blades on the plane slowed their pace. "Uhm..hello." he answered, still quite surprised but managing to gather his thoughts before totally zoning out. "How may I help you Miss Briefs." He asked with a small bow of respect.
"Just call me Bulma," she smiled, "I'm looking for kami. Do you know where he is?" she asked, looking around for the green alien with anticipation vividly in her eyes.
"Well, it's 1 AM so he's probably sleeping.." Just as Popo said these words, the green man came running from the large building in the middle of the platform. Only now Bulma realized it was the middle of the night, she hadn't even taken notice of this in her hurry.
"What's going on here." The dishevelled guardian asked and looked at the blushing woman. "I am terribly sorry for disturbing you at this hour, kami. But I have something very important to ask you," Bulma asked, slightly embarrassed at her choice of time.
"Don't worry about it, I'm sure it is quite urgent for you to come rushing all the way up here at this hour." Kami said and inquired about her request. Bulma told him about the events of the last couple of days, trying to line them up so that it made sense, even though it wasn't even all clear to herself. Kami nodded and thought about it. "I am afraid I can't help you with that." He finally said and Bulma's hope crashed, along with her smile. "But I do know someone who can!"
The smile reappeared on Bulma's face even brighter than before as Kami told her about King Kai, asking for a minute to contact him. Bulma waited patiently as the guardian closed his eyes and remained silent for the rest of the time. No more than 10 minutes later Bulma got her answer. "King Kai said he had already noticed the large ki leaving space but he hadn't thought much of it when he found out it was Vegeta, since he had already disappeared before. I wonder why that was by the way…" Kami trailed off but quickly corrected himself when he noticed the impatient look on Bulma's face and knowing very well about her temper, he got straight to the point.
"He had lost track of it and didn't manige to fully locate it again. All he can tell you is that the last place he knows for certain the spaceship was, is at b57e2;h490f near planet Yellup." Bulma made sure the coordinates had a secure place in her mind as she quickly thanked the god and his servant to head back home again in pursuit of her destiny, leaving the two behind to wonder exactly what was going on.
-(~~*~~)-
A small trail of light brightened the battered prisoner's face as he winced when another wave of pain sore through his body. He'd just gotten back from another 'meeting' with Freeza. He had insisted he joined him like before but Vegeta refused. Time and time again he had to swallow his pride for that bastard but not anymore, he'd rather die but Freeza wouldn't let that happen for now… He wasn't the kind of person to free his prisoners from the strict captivity that fast. He always made sure they suffered enough to either pledge allegiance to him, or kill themselves. And from Vegeta's point of view, neither of those would occur any time soon.
So he was left there with only his slipping sanity to keep him alive. The only thing was that it seemed to continuously divert itself to a certain woman which Vegeta didn't want to be reminded of. But as he lay on the cold floor, blood encircling him and seeping through the small cracks of the floor, he began to notice that something was different, something out of place.
He could feel it, if only he knew what it was. Was the woman in trouble again? But he had no way of protecting her! How could he help her while trapped in that awful place, so far away. Then his thoughts hit him at full force, why was he thinking like that? Why did he care so much while he had learned so long ago that caring only brought pain…
He groaned to himself as his thoughts tangled into an impossible knot. Why did this have to happen to him, was it his punishment for killing so many people, but he thought he'd gotten that back on Namek. A small tear escaped Vegeta's hold, could his life be any more fucked up? The drop fell down but never hit the floor as it faded into the spilled blood, forever stained.
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Disclaimer: DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols: "….." = Talking *…..* = Thinking […..] = Author's note
Last time on 'to trust again'
_.-+†+-._ This only left her with one option, it scared her a little but she knew it was her only choice. With that in mind she got up with a newfound energy, a new goal in her life and she wasn't about to let it pass. She got up and rushed through the hall, earning surprised looks from everyone she passed on her way to her private lab. It was the first time in days they had seen her in such a good mood and it made them wonder exactly what had gotten into the girl, and Bulma was the only one that knew _.-+†+-._
Chapter 10 ~~ Wishing for better days
Half an hour later Bulma sprung up from her seat with a huge smile and marvelled at the piece of equipment in her hands, complimenting herself on her brains. To any outsider who knew a little of Sayians, it would look just like an ordinary scouter, only it wasn't. Not by a long shot. She had hooked it up to her computer and translated everything from Sayian to English, which took a really long time since Sayian consisted of loads of different signs and some even meant the same thing, only different in the sentence. Off course she hadn't built the entire thing on her own, it was way too complicated for that. Instead she had repaired an old one she had found a long time ago on the deserted battlefield where the Sayian had fought, it was a miracle it had survived the clash. She had forgotten about it due to all the commotion lately but she couldn't be happier to remember it. Now she was able to track down ki's. But now she thought of it, there was one big problem…it wouldn't be able to distinguish different ki', and one large group of energies would be easily mistaken for one big one.
This caused her to slump back in her seat, she was never going to find him now. She knew he basically had one of the highest ki's in the universe but it would be way too risky to go after the highest ones, what if she ran into some really scary villain guy. (o.O;;) She sighed and looked at the small machine again, there had to be a way. She could try to track the ship again, but it would be way too far by now, like finding a needle in a haystack.
Her happiness quickly faded at the thought of all her hopes, ideas and work going to waste, not to mention her excitement about seeing Vegeta again. And even though she knew she'd been pushing her luck a little too much with hoping to see Vegeta again, she couldn't help but to be sad. She got up from the chair and walked to the window, staring at the sky as if the answers lay there. Kami, help me… she thought with a defeated sigh, she didn't think she'd ever wanted anything as bad as to see Vegeta again, to apologize, to tell him how she felt, to simply hear his voice and see his face... And she didn't even know why, but it seemed that every second she spent without him bugging her, she missed him even more.
As she stared at the sky her mind wandered off, her father had always told her the answers lay somewhere between those clouds, if only you search hard enough… She slightly chuckled at this, how could she have ever believed that childish saying? But as she watched the clouds slowly drift away to reveal countless bright dots scattered across the vast emptiness, a thought cam from out of nowhere… What if the answer was up there? What if a simple visit was all it would take. What if she asked Kami….
-(~~*~~)-
A soft humming filled the air while Mr Popo happily watered the small flowers perfectly lined up on the lookout. Everything was peaceful and serene until suddenly a load rumbling noise disturbed the silence, causing the sleeping birds to wake up and scatter across the sky. "Oh my." The big guy mumbled and dropped the watering-can as a noisy chopper set down on the tiled floor. The yellow door opened and out came Bulma, crossing her hands over her head in an attempt to stop her hair from tangling as she ran towards the stunned Mr Popo.
"Hi Mr Popo." She said as the big blades on the plane slowed their pace. "Uhm..hello." he answered, still quite surprised but managing to gather his thoughts before totally zoning out. "How may I help you Miss Briefs." He asked with a small bow of respect.
"Just call me Bulma," she smiled, "I'm looking for kami. Do you know where he is?" she asked, looking around for the green alien with anticipation vividly in her eyes.
"Well, it's 1 AM so he's probably sleeping.." Just as Popo said these words, the green man came running from the large building in the middle of the platform. Only now Bulma realized it was the middle of the night, she hadn't even taken notice of this in her hurry.
"What's going on here." The dishevelled guardian asked and looked at the blushing woman. "I am terribly sorry for disturbing you at this hour, kami. But I have something very important to ask you," Bulma asked, slightly embarrassed at her choice of time.
"Don't worry about it, I'm sure it is quite urgent for you to come rushing all the way up here at this hour." Kami said and inquired about her request. Bulma told him about the events of the last couple of days, trying to line them up so that it made sense, even though it wasn't even all clear to herself. Kami nodded and thought about it. "I am afraid I can't help you with that." He finally said and Bulma's hope crashed, along with her smile. "But I do know someone who can!"
The smile reappeared on Bulma's face even brighter than before as Kami told her about King Kai, asking for a minute to contact him. Bulma waited patiently as the guardian closed his eyes and remained silent for the rest of the time. No more than 10 minutes later Bulma got her answer. "King Kai said he had already noticed the large ki leaving space but he hadn't thought much of it when he found out it was Vegeta, since he had already disappeared before. I wonder why that was by the way…" Kami trailed off but quickly corrected himself when he noticed the impatient look on Bulma's face and knowing very well about her temper, he got straight to the point.
"He had lost track of it and didn't manige to fully locate it again. All he can tell you is that the last place he knows for certain the spaceship was, is at b57e2;h490f near planet Yellup." Bulma made sure the coordinates had a secure place in her mind as she quickly thanked the god and his servant to head back home again in pursuit of her destiny, leaving the two behind to wonder exactly what was going on.
-(~~*~~)-
A small trail of light brightened the battered prisoner's face as he winced when another wave of pain sore through his body. He'd just gotten back from another 'meeting' with Freeza. He had insisted he joined him like before but Vegeta refused. Time and time again he had to swallow his pride for that bastard but not anymore, he'd rather die but Freeza wouldn't let that happen for now… He wasn't the kind of person to free his prisoners from the strict captivity that fast. He always made sure they suffered enough to either pledge allegiance to him, or kill themselves. And from Vegeta's point of view, neither of those would occur any time soon.
So he was left there with only his slipping sanity to keep him alive. The only thing was that it seemed to continuously divert itself to a certain woman which Vegeta didn't want to be reminded of. But as he lay on the cold floor, blood encircling him and seeping through the small cracks of the floor, he began to notice that something was different, something out of place.
He could feel it, if only he knew what it was. Was the woman in trouble again? But he had no way of protecting her! How could he help her while trapped in that awful place, so far away. Then his thoughts hit him at full force, why was he thinking like that? Why did he care so much while he had learned so long ago that caring only brought pain…
He groaned to himself as his thoughts tangled into an impossible knot. Why did this have to happen to him, was it his punishment for killing so many people, but he thought he'd gotten that back on Namek. A small tear escaped Vegeta's hold, could his life be any more fucked up? The drop fell down but never hit the floor as it faded into the spilled blood, forever stained.
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