Lemons N' whipped cream
Chapter 7
Disclaim: nope nope nope, aint mine, aint you's either! haha!
AN: sorry this took so long to come out, i was writting another fic i started, go check it out if you want, its nothing like my other one i told you about.
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"Bulma?! Oh Dear Jesus, look at you."
Vegeta raced over towards her, his heart ached at the sight of her, and him not being able to come in time to save her. He was caught off guard as Bulma shoved him back.
"Don't you dare get close to me. You might be just like Yamcha!"
Vegeta's eyes widened at this, he stepped back and just stared at her, dumbfounded at the thought that she didnt trust him. Him! Out of all people.
"Bulma, it's me. You know I'd never do that to you. you know that..."
"Shut up..just shut up! I dont know anymore! Do you relize how much shit ive been through?! look at me, Vegeta. I havent eaten in god knows how long, im probably pregnant with that bitch's child and i can barely move..."
"Then let me help you, Bulma...lets just get away from here and i'll get you somewhere safe, where no one can hurt you. Please."
Bulma studied him for a moment, deciding that Vegeta had been the only person she could ever trust. She ran into his arms and clung to him, feeling exhausted, and light headed. She hadnt the strenght to cry, her throat ached as well as her eyes.
"Please Vegeta, just get me out of here..."
"Aw...isnt this sweet. Oh, let me guess, this is the part where Vegeta and I are suppost to fight and im suppost to loose so you can take the shitty whore home. Am I right?"
Vegeta's eyes widened, he reconized that voice. But who was it? He picked up Bulma and slowly turned around, almost dropping her as he came face to face with her kidnapper.
"...You..."
"Yes, sadly, but true, it is i...."
Vegeta growled lowly and slowly laid Bulma down on a table nearby. He walked up to his long time 'friend', ready to beat him to death.
"Vegeta, theres two cars full of my men waiting outside this house. I suggest you stop this foolish behavior."
"why!? How on earth did you find me?"
"You stupid moron, you out of all people should know that you would get caught for smuggling my money!"
"Your money?! whos the one who GOT you your money?! whos the one who did ALL the goddamned work?! I deserved it ALL."
"BULLSHIT!"
"Shut the hell up, Dustin! You know its true!"
Dustin growled and ran up, socking vegeta in the face, only to be kneed in the stomach. He coughed and gagged, then lunched at Vegeta's throat, grabbing it as hard as he could.
Vegeta choked and tried to pry his hands off, then decided to punch him a few more times in the stomach. Once he let go, he punched Dustin in the jaw, causing him to fly a few feet away from him, knocking him unconcious for now.
Vegeta breathed hard and whiped the blood from his nose as he glared at Dustin, 'I should have know it was him all along...'
"vegeta, are you all right?"
"im fine, lets go."
Vegeta picked bulma up and escaped the way he had come in, making sure the men in the cars didnt notice him. but they did.
"Shit."
"What?"
"Nevermind, be quite."
Bulma realized that they had been seen, Vegeta set her down as gently and as fast as he could, which wasnt very gentle, she groaned but prayed that they would get out of this hell hole.
Vegeta hoped in the drivers seat and started the car, slamming on the gas pedal, the two roared away from the men, who now had taken out their guns and were right behind him.
"Shit shit shit shit!"
Vegetas car sweerved to the other lane as one of the men shot at them, the bullet destroyed the rear window of his car. He continued to swear his head off, then reached over to the clovecompartment and took out his own gun, a 45, he leaned out his window and shot at one of the car's tires, then the other, causing the car to go out of control and swerve off the road.
"one down, one to go...Bulma, are you alright?"
"Never...been....better...."
Vegeta looked over just as Bulma had passed out. It was probably from shock, he didnt notice the small pool of blood that had soaked into the passenger seat below her. The second car began to shot at him and he had to continously swerve and duck. Vegeta didnt think his car could handle much more of this. He turned a corner and another one until he reached a very dark alley, making sure he lost the men in the car.
"Wew...that was pretty damn close."
Vegeta got responded with silence.
"bulma? Bulma?! ANSWER ME! Shit!"
He got out the car and found the closest car on the street, a honda civic, 'this will have to do..' he got in and hotwired the car, then ran over and grabbed bulma and set her down gentle in the passenger seat. Vegeta drove off at 60mph down to the hospital.
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well sorry that came out so late, but here it is! i know its kinda crappy and short, the next one will be better
Chapter 7
Disclaim: nope nope nope, aint mine, aint you's either! haha!
AN: sorry this took so long to come out, i was writting another fic i started, go check it out if you want, its nothing like my other one i told you about.
-----------chapter 7-------------------------------------------------------- ----------
"Bulma?! Oh Dear Jesus, look at you."
Vegeta raced over towards her, his heart ached at the sight of her, and him not being able to come in time to save her. He was caught off guard as Bulma shoved him back.
"Don't you dare get close to me. You might be just like Yamcha!"
Vegeta's eyes widened at this, he stepped back and just stared at her, dumbfounded at the thought that she didnt trust him. Him! Out of all people.
"Bulma, it's me. You know I'd never do that to you. you know that..."
"Shut up..just shut up! I dont know anymore! Do you relize how much shit ive been through?! look at me, Vegeta. I havent eaten in god knows how long, im probably pregnant with that bitch's child and i can barely move..."
"Then let me help you, Bulma...lets just get away from here and i'll get you somewhere safe, where no one can hurt you. Please."
Bulma studied him for a moment, deciding that Vegeta had been the only person she could ever trust. She ran into his arms and clung to him, feeling exhausted, and light headed. She hadnt the strenght to cry, her throat ached as well as her eyes.
"Please Vegeta, just get me out of here..."
"Aw...isnt this sweet. Oh, let me guess, this is the part where Vegeta and I are suppost to fight and im suppost to loose so you can take the shitty whore home. Am I right?"
Vegeta's eyes widened, he reconized that voice. But who was it? He picked up Bulma and slowly turned around, almost dropping her as he came face to face with her kidnapper.
"...You..."
"Yes, sadly, but true, it is i...."
Vegeta growled lowly and slowly laid Bulma down on a table nearby. He walked up to his long time 'friend', ready to beat him to death.
"Vegeta, theres two cars full of my men waiting outside this house. I suggest you stop this foolish behavior."
"why!? How on earth did you find me?"
"You stupid moron, you out of all people should know that you would get caught for smuggling my money!"
"Your money?! whos the one who GOT you your money?! whos the one who did ALL the goddamned work?! I deserved it ALL."
"BULLSHIT!"
"Shut the hell up, Dustin! You know its true!"
Dustin growled and ran up, socking vegeta in the face, only to be kneed in the stomach. He coughed and gagged, then lunched at Vegeta's throat, grabbing it as hard as he could.
Vegeta choked and tried to pry his hands off, then decided to punch him a few more times in the stomach. Once he let go, he punched Dustin in the jaw, causing him to fly a few feet away from him, knocking him unconcious for now.
Vegeta breathed hard and whiped the blood from his nose as he glared at Dustin, 'I should have know it was him all along...'
"vegeta, are you all right?"
"im fine, lets go."
Vegeta picked bulma up and escaped the way he had come in, making sure the men in the cars didnt notice him. but they did.
"Shit."
"What?"
"Nevermind, be quite."
Bulma realized that they had been seen, Vegeta set her down as gently and as fast as he could, which wasnt very gentle, she groaned but prayed that they would get out of this hell hole.
Vegeta hoped in the drivers seat and started the car, slamming on the gas pedal, the two roared away from the men, who now had taken out their guns and were right behind him.
"Shit shit shit shit!"
Vegetas car sweerved to the other lane as one of the men shot at them, the bullet destroyed the rear window of his car. He continued to swear his head off, then reached over to the clovecompartment and took out his own gun, a 45, he leaned out his window and shot at one of the car's tires, then the other, causing the car to go out of control and swerve off the road.
"one down, one to go...Bulma, are you alright?"
"Never...been....better...."
Vegeta looked over just as Bulma had passed out. It was probably from shock, he didnt notice the small pool of blood that had soaked into the passenger seat below her. The second car began to shot at him and he had to continously swerve and duck. Vegeta didnt think his car could handle much more of this. He turned a corner and another one until he reached a very dark alley, making sure he lost the men in the car.
"Wew...that was pretty damn close."
Vegeta got responded with silence.
"bulma? Bulma?! ANSWER ME! Shit!"
He got out the car and found the closest car on the street, a honda civic, 'this will have to do..' he got in and hotwired the car, then ran over and grabbed bulma and set her down gentle in the passenger seat. Vegeta drove off at 60mph down to the hospital.
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well sorry that came out so late, but here it is! i know its kinda crappy and short, the next one will be better