Hi minna ^^ sorry for the long wait, school, work and all that tend to keep me busy =p. The chapters a little short, but I'm working on the next one, I'm thinking it's going to be more from Vegeta's point of view but we shall see. Le me know how you like this ^^ by leaving me a lovely review =) if you wanna see a sample of what Bulma and Geta are wearing then check at Mediaminer.org under Saiyan Butterfly. ^_~

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Last time:

"I'm not running dragon," Bulma sneered at him. "And I wont let you defeat me," she snarled, deftly reaching up and deploying yet another capsule. This time it was a tiny gun.

"And what do you expect to do with that little toy wench?" Vegeta laughed charging at her.

Bulma stood stock-still and smiled broadly at him as he charged full speed towards her. She fired off a blast from the miniscule firearm and a blinding flash engulfed the forest.

Bulma smiled as she looked on at her handiwork. The weapon had easily wiped out a large expanse of the forest before her and her opponent was nowhere to be seen. "Well," she grinned dusting off her hands, "That takes care of that."

Bulma suddenly felt herself being drug back and she found herself with a hand covering her mouth and her back to Vegeta. "Not quite wench."

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Chapter 3

"Bastard" Bulma hissed as she struggled to free herself from Vegeta's heavy grasp.

"You're lucky wench," Vegeta sneered, "I made that earlier blast weak on purpose. After all, what fun is it if you die so early in the game? Did you really think your little toy would kill me?"

Bulma tried once again to pull out of his grasp, and this time he unexpectedly relinquished his hold causing her to fall unceremoniously onto her face. Bulma stood, wiping the mud from her face, with her forearm. "Don't play games with me Dragon. Have you any idea just whom you're dealing with?"

Bulma didn't even see him move, but the next thing she new she was being held high in the air by the nape of her armor. "I know exactly who I'm dealing with, he sneered, "A loud-mouthed wench, with the power level of a snail. I think I should be asking you the same. Have you any idea who you are dealing with, Phoenix?"

"Of course," she said, a small smirk gracing her bloodied lips, "An arrogant, loud mouthed, dragon's bitch, with more muscle then brains."

Vegeta snarled in anger, flinging her roughly to the side. "You really have no idea, but why should I tell you. I'll let you have no honor in your death, let you think you were killed by a random soldier and not the great warrior you see before you now."

Bulma roughly picked herself up, chuckling, she faced the Dragon, "I don't know how, or why I still stand against you. Any one observing this battle could plainly see that I'm at a disadvantage. But no one watching would ever expect me to do this…."

Before Vegeta even realized what was happening he found himself engulfed in a blue light, and it was at this point that the prince lost consciousness.

Bulma smiled lightly to herself, and took off into the forest, limping every so often due to her injuries. If she could only make it back to the camp, surely someone had left a COM device or something behind that she could use to contact the main fleet. However, before she had even made it a half-mile away, the extent of Bulma's injuries caught up with her and the world suddenly went dark.

Twin moons shown down on the broken forest floor, a large expanse clearly visible due to the destruction of battle earlier that day. Huge trees shattered to splinters and larger craterous pits littered the ground, proof that the battle had been hard fought.  Only half a mile a way from one another, laid the two warriors, sleeping in an uneasy state of unconsciousness. Their wounds were countless, and many were quite severe. Their armies had fled to space, to conclude the battle for the planet, and in that battle there had been no clear victor. With all their soldiers destroyed, the surviving generals fled back to their home bases, to plot what their next move in this war might be.

As the twin moons rose higher still, a beam of light fell across the unconscious Phoenix warrior, causing her to stir. She moaned in pain, and managed to crack an eye open. All around her was a dense forest, and she herself lay in thatch of ferns and broken limbs. She slowly set up, rubbing her sore head gently with the palm of her hand. Her eyes widened a bit as she felt something wet run down her face and she looked down at her blood-covered hand in shock. "That bastard really did a number on me," she groaned, reaching up to her shoulder guard to pull out a capsule. Out popped a medical kit, and she set herself to work. Quite a bit later, and she had bandaged herself up the best she could with her injuries. Bulma slowly stood and looked around, trying to orient herself with her surroundings. She glanced back, at the destruction they had caused and sighed. She had to wonder if she had indeed killed off her rival. She turned to leave, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she slowly stumbled back towards their battlegrounds. She had to make sure she had finished him; otherwise she would be constantly watching her back on her return to the valley. As she made her trek back to their battle ground, she took in the amount of damage the two of them had caused in so short of time, truly he was a wonderful opponent, insanely strong, and incredibly dangerous. She knew it was foolish to return to where the dragon lay, but she felt she must go back, must see if he was still alive. It would ease her mind to know, whatever his fate happened to be. She followed a rugged path through the trees where she thought he must have been thrown, taking care not to trip over some broken bow. It would be foolish to injure her-self further. There was no telling how long she would be stranded here, or how long it would take her to return to the base camp. She paused for a moment to catch her breath. It didn't seem like he wasn't around here anywhere, perhaps she had followed the wrong trail. She closed her eyes, and listened hard, and her ears picked up the slightest sound of breath. She must be very close then. Her eyes snapped open, surveying her surroundings carefully, trying to pick out some shape in the dim light. A dark shadow caught her eyes, perhaps nothing more then a stump, but she decided to check it out. She stepped gingerly over the fallen trees, and peaked down at the shape. It was breathing whatever it was. She pulled a lighter from her pocket and looked down at what she had found. "Uh oh..." she gulped. It seems she had stumbled not upon Vegeta, but upon something just as dangerous if not worse. Bulma Briefs had stumbled upon what she would call, a really big pig. She stepped back cautiously, but a twig snapped, and the boar awoke. It snorted and upon seeing her prepared to charge. The warrior backed away slowly before turning quickly and making a run for it, the boar hot on her heals.

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Well how was that minna ^^ I was actually gonna have her find Vegeta then, but I got a strange idea that struck me as funny lol ^^ I guess she should have just killed the thing, but where's the humor in that ^^;;

 well anyways tell me what you thought by leaving me some wonderful reviews, its not that often SB gets a chance to update you know ^_~ Anyone got a good name for this stupid planet they are on?? Suggestions would be appreciated ^.^