Lemons N' Whipped Cream
Chapter Four
AN: Yea I know it's been a while, Sorry about that. Lots of school issues I had to go through. But hey! Thanks for the reviews. Heh, only one flame...or I think it was flame? I dunno. I know this isn't a Chi Chi/Goku fic, they're just a good scene starter guess.. I dunno, but I am not doing a cc/g fic. So no worries. Hehe, and yes, I know I have a lot of weird ideas going through my head, so for those who think I'm crazy...I'm not. I'm just a very special girl!
Disclaim: DBZ? I own them? REALLY!? *some one comes up and whispers that I don't own them* Aww..well..too bad. You had me going there for while.
Bulma stared at the wall, her wrists were hurting from the rope ripping her skin off. She kept thinking about what that man had said to her. It all made sense now. But why did Vegeta keep it from her? Was she really that fragile to the world? * I'm a tough person, aren't I? Sure you are, you are the daughter of a great scientist and inventor...who passed his genes onto you. But he doesn't seem to give a damn if you're dead or alive. I wonder what he and mom are doing now...Off having sex, probably. Celebrating my absence.*
"this is all my fault. This never would have happened if I had just jumped off..."
Tears ran down her already swollen eyes, as she remembered that day she realized someone did actually care for her.
-------------Flash back (there seems to be alot of them, huh?)-----------------------------
Bulma had walked into a forest no one really knew of, or so she thought. She was pondering her existence to the world, if any one would care if she was alive or dead. It seemed no one needed her around the house, her only friends stopped caring, and the only person she had a crush on...didn't seem to like her.
"I'm useless...what good am I? Who the hell cares?!"
Bulma screamed at the trees, scaring a few birds. She climbed up the cliff she always sat on to enjoy the sunsets and the sunrises. She looked down at the rocks below deciding this was it, this cliff would claim her death, her body trembling, it was about a thirty-foot drop, if the impact didn't kill her, the rocks down below would.
"Good bye world. I'm finally doing what every one wanted me to do...drop dead. Good bye Chi Chi, Goku...Krillen...all my friends who I cared for so much, hope you guys have a fun time smoking your stupid pot. Good bye mom...dad....the phone bill will be alot cheaper now..and last...but not least...good bye Vegeta.. You have been the only guy that I actually liked...of all my 16 years, you're the only one...but you'll never know. You probably don't even know I exsist..well...now you'll never know."
Bulma stepped closer to the edge, a few tiny rocks rolling off and bouncing off the big ones. With tear filled eyes she looked at the sun remembering the world as it was before she died, then closed her eyes, and took a step forward, gravity slowly pulling her body down over the cliff. Bulma's whole body tensed and waited to meet her death, it was a slow motion fall.
"I don't think so..."
Bulma felt herself being jerked back from the edge by someone's strong arms, her body filled with curiosity and rage, more rage then curiosity, she screamed and thrashed around, attempting to escape the grasp of someone's powerful arms.
"No! Let me die, I want to die, everyone wants me to die! Please.."
She collapsed in body-jerking sobs against the mans chest. Not caring who it was at the moment, her heart ached, her body shaking violently. The person rubbed her back and rocked her back and forth, attempting to calm her.
"Shhh..it's ok...no one wants you to die...you just let yourself believe that."
Bulma stopped her crying and slowly looked up at her savior. Her heart seemed to stop, and her body froze.
"V-Vegeta?...But...I...what?"
Vegeta smiled softly and hugged her tighter, whispering lowly into her ear.
" Your not going any where...and yes, I do know you exists. From the very first day I came here, I knew..."
------------------------------End of Flash Back (*sniffles* that was emotional*)-----------------------
Bulma sighed and closed her eyes, that was one of the most life changing events she had ever gone through. At least it wasn't by herself, Bulma pondered how long she had been in this stupid cellar, there was no windows or anything, she must have been here for a while, her body yearned for sleep. Laying her head on her shoulders, she attempted to get some sleep.
(Oh yea, btw. Whenever there's a space like this. It means it's a whole diff. Scene.)
"So...let me get this straight, I get paid to do whatever I want with Bulma?"
"And we'll even throw in some crack if you'd like.."
"why are you guys doing this?"
"That is none of your concern. You either take the offer or leave it. Simple as that."
Yamcha stared at the man. He was very tall and well built, he wasn't ugly, but he had an insane look to him. His messy blonde hair and dark shaded sunglasses didn't help the look either.
"Well? I haven't got all day."
"I guess." (There is some major Yamcha beating in this Fic. So Yamcha fans, don't flame me!)
"Good choice...My men will escort you there."
Yamcah got into the man's car, all the while having a bad feeling about this. This was his chance to get pay back from that bitch for snitching on him, and boy would she pay.
Bulma looked up as the door opened, seeing two men, the one who gave her the information about Vegeta, and Yamcha?
"Yamcha? Is that you? Oh Yamcha, you have to help me, please! You have no idea what I've been through. Please-"
"Shut up bitch!"
The man smacked her hard against the cheek, rewarding a sharp yelp, then silence.
"Good."
Bulma looked up at Yamcha, his eyes were blood shot and he looked very drunk.. He was swaying slightly as he walked over to her.
"Hmm..seems like your all tied up, Bulma Babe...heh.."
Bulma cringed away from him as he leant his face close to hers, she could smell the alcohol on his breath, and she saw some white powder around his nostrils. * Ut oh...this doesn't look good...what's going to happen?! Where's Vegeta?!*
Yamcha reached around Bulma and untied her, grasping her arm and yanking her up. Her legs gave out on her and she collapsed to the floor. Yamcha growled and yanked her back up, forcing her to stand.
"Yamcha, please..dont..no..stop!"
Bulma struggled against his hand, his other hand ripping off her clothes. More tears ran down her face, *I can't take this anymore..this is too much. Then don't take it! Fight Bulma, fight!* Bulma sniffled and nodded to herself. Suddenly bringing her knee into Yamchas groin, then making a mad dash to the door.
"I don't think so, Whore..."
the man shoved her back to a very angry yamcha.
"Bitch!"
Yamcha punched her smack in the head, causing her to fall unconscious with the promise of a very nasty bruise. Then proceeded to do was he pleased with her.
Aahhh nooo not another cliffhanger. Muwahaha, yes! A cliffhanger!!! Hehe, Let me know if you liked that one or not!
Chapter Four
AN: Yea I know it's been a while, Sorry about that. Lots of school issues I had to go through. But hey! Thanks for the reviews. Heh, only one flame...or I think it was flame? I dunno. I know this isn't a Chi Chi/Goku fic, they're just a good scene starter guess.. I dunno, but I am not doing a cc/g fic. So no worries. Hehe, and yes, I know I have a lot of weird ideas going through my head, so for those who think I'm crazy...I'm not. I'm just a very special girl!
Disclaim: DBZ? I own them? REALLY!? *some one comes up and whispers that I don't own them* Aww..well..too bad. You had me going there for while.
Bulma stared at the wall, her wrists were hurting from the rope ripping her skin off. She kept thinking about what that man had said to her. It all made sense now. But why did Vegeta keep it from her? Was she really that fragile to the world? * I'm a tough person, aren't I? Sure you are, you are the daughter of a great scientist and inventor...who passed his genes onto you. But he doesn't seem to give a damn if you're dead or alive. I wonder what he and mom are doing now...Off having sex, probably. Celebrating my absence.*
"this is all my fault. This never would have happened if I had just jumped off..."
Tears ran down her already swollen eyes, as she remembered that day she realized someone did actually care for her.
-------------Flash back (there seems to be alot of them, huh?)-----------------------------
Bulma had walked into a forest no one really knew of, or so she thought. She was pondering her existence to the world, if any one would care if she was alive or dead. It seemed no one needed her around the house, her only friends stopped caring, and the only person she had a crush on...didn't seem to like her.
"I'm useless...what good am I? Who the hell cares?!"
Bulma screamed at the trees, scaring a few birds. She climbed up the cliff she always sat on to enjoy the sunsets and the sunrises. She looked down at the rocks below deciding this was it, this cliff would claim her death, her body trembling, it was about a thirty-foot drop, if the impact didn't kill her, the rocks down below would.
"Good bye world. I'm finally doing what every one wanted me to do...drop dead. Good bye Chi Chi, Goku...Krillen...all my friends who I cared for so much, hope you guys have a fun time smoking your stupid pot. Good bye mom...dad....the phone bill will be alot cheaper now..and last...but not least...good bye Vegeta.. You have been the only guy that I actually liked...of all my 16 years, you're the only one...but you'll never know. You probably don't even know I exsist..well...now you'll never know."
Bulma stepped closer to the edge, a few tiny rocks rolling off and bouncing off the big ones. With tear filled eyes she looked at the sun remembering the world as it was before she died, then closed her eyes, and took a step forward, gravity slowly pulling her body down over the cliff. Bulma's whole body tensed and waited to meet her death, it was a slow motion fall.
"I don't think so..."
Bulma felt herself being jerked back from the edge by someone's strong arms, her body filled with curiosity and rage, more rage then curiosity, she screamed and thrashed around, attempting to escape the grasp of someone's powerful arms.
"No! Let me die, I want to die, everyone wants me to die! Please.."
She collapsed in body-jerking sobs against the mans chest. Not caring who it was at the moment, her heart ached, her body shaking violently. The person rubbed her back and rocked her back and forth, attempting to calm her.
"Shhh..it's ok...no one wants you to die...you just let yourself believe that."
Bulma stopped her crying and slowly looked up at her savior. Her heart seemed to stop, and her body froze.
"V-Vegeta?...But...I...what?"
Vegeta smiled softly and hugged her tighter, whispering lowly into her ear.
" Your not going any where...and yes, I do know you exists. From the very first day I came here, I knew..."
------------------------------End of Flash Back (*sniffles* that was emotional*)-----------------------
Bulma sighed and closed her eyes, that was one of the most life changing events she had ever gone through. At least it wasn't by herself, Bulma pondered how long she had been in this stupid cellar, there was no windows or anything, she must have been here for a while, her body yearned for sleep. Laying her head on her shoulders, she attempted to get some sleep.
(Oh yea, btw. Whenever there's a space like this. It means it's a whole diff. Scene.)
"So...let me get this straight, I get paid to do whatever I want with Bulma?"
"And we'll even throw in some crack if you'd like.."
"why are you guys doing this?"
"That is none of your concern. You either take the offer or leave it. Simple as that."
Yamcha stared at the man. He was very tall and well built, he wasn't ugly, but he had an insane look to him. His messy blonde hair and dark shaded sunglasses didn't help the look either.
"Well? I haven't got all day."
"I guess." (There is some major Yamcha beating in this Fic. So Yamcha fans, don't flame me!)
"Good choice...My men will escort you there."
Yamcah got into the man's car, all the while having a bad feeling about this. This was his chance to get pay back from that bitch for snitching on him, and boy would she pay.
Bulma looked up as the door opened, seeing two men, the one who gave her the information about Vegeta, and Yamcha?
"Yamcha? Is that you? Oh Yamcha, you have to help me, please! You have no idea what I've been through. Please-"
"Shut up bitch!"
The man smacked her hard against the cheek, rewarding a sharp yelp, then silence.
"Good."
Bulma looked up at Yamcha, his eyes were blood shot and he looked very drunk.. He was swaying slightly as he walked over to her.
"Hmm..seems like your all tied up, Bulma Babe...heh.."
Bulma cringed away from him as he leant his face close to hers, she could smell the alcohol on his breath, and she saw some white powder around his nostrils. * Ut oh...this doesn't look good...what's going to happen?! Where's Vegeta?!*
Yamcha reached around Bulma and untied her, grasping her arm and yanking her up. Her legs gave out on her and she collapsed to the floor. Yamcha growled and yanked her back up, forcing her to stand.
"Yamcha, please..dont..no..stop!"
Bulma struggled against his hand, his other hand ripping off her clothes. More tears ran down her face, *I can't take this anymore..this is too much. Then don't take it! Fight Bulma, fight!* Bulma sniffled and nodded to herself. Suddenly bringing her knee into Yamchas groin, then making a mad dash to the door.
"I don't think so, Whore..."
the man shoved her back to a very angry yamcha.
"Bitch!"
Yamcha punched her smack in the head, causing her to fall unconscious with the promise of a very nasty bruise. Then proceeded to do was he pleased with her.
Aahhh nooo not another cliffhanger. Muwahaha, yes! A cliffhanger!!! Hehe, Let me know if you liked that one or not!