But when he thought of enchantress the only face that came to his
mind was that of Bulma's. 'That aqua hair, she cut it again, I just
realized this. Its back to its shoulder length, the way it was on Namek.
Where I first saw her... She was so beautiful then, so scared, so
vulnerable. Beautiful then? What the hell am I talking about? She's
beautiful now! She's positively gorgeous, her sapphire eyes, hair I could
run my fingers through! But she'll probably end up back with the dumbass
Yamcha.' Vegeta frowned, placing his left arm behind his back, pushing up
his body with only one arm. 'She's right. I AM jealous of him. He can hold
her, he can touch her, he can have her. Right now she's only an object of
my silly childish desires. And that's all she'll probably ever be. But if
she were to ever be mine, my own to hold in my arms, I'd ask her about that
human ritual called marriage. Marriage..'. Once again he frowned. What the
hell was wrong with him?! He was thinking about marrying a human! A being
he detested a being he looked down upon, thinking of them as nothing more
than a dead bug on the toe of his boot. But if that was true, what was that
odd feeling he had in his stomach. It was different than the one he felt
when Oni had touched him. Different than the one that he had felt when she
looked into his eyes. What made Bulma so different...?!
Between training, and visiting the Brief's mansion upon the excuse to get something to eat, instead to see Bulma he barely had time to see or talk to Oni, who was growing tired of his absence in her presence. It had been nearly another month before they actually sat down and had dinner together again. And by then Vegeta had regained his strength, original body figure, and had fallen completely in love with Bulma.
"Vegeta, you spend an awful lot of time over at the Briefs' place. Is there something of interest over there?" asked Oni, her jaw clenched tightly, causing her voice to strain slightly.
"I go over there to eat." Said Vegeta with a shrug, shoving a spoonful of soup into his mouth.
"What, my cooking isn't good enough for you?" asked Oni, hurt gathering into her green eyes as she stare at Vegeta. They didn't phase him any longer..
"Stop staring at me with that pitiful face. You're cooking of soup and rice may be enough for you, but I'm a saiyajin. I eat a lot damnit!" said Vegeta after swallowing.
"You ungrateful sonofabitch!" yelled Oni standing up. "I cook for you, and for the last month I've eaten by myself staring at your cold plate. And when you finally do eat with me I get this shit?"
"What the hell are you talking about? You basically held me prisoner in here for a month damnit!"
"You were in here on your own will! You didn't move because you didn't want to!"
"Puh!" snarled Vegeta. "If I was in my own state and frame of mind I would have been out every day training, and I'd be stronger than I am now. I've only just brought myself back up to what I was before I met you!"
"You love her don't you?" Oni asked, her eyes glaring coldly on Vegeta, no longer the beautiful emerald green, but instead a disgusting looking jade. "You love her damnit! After all we've been through, and you love HER!"
"So what the hell what if I do?" snarled Vegeta. "Its my damn life, and if I want to love her I will! Besides, your charade is over! Your not even Kakkarot's damned maid are you?!"
"After all we've been through..." muttered Oni. "Didn't anything that happened between us mean anything to you?"
"No."
"DAMN YOU VEGETA! DAMN YOU TO HELL!"
"Shut the hell up you dumb bitch!" yelled Vegeta angrily, glaring at Oni. The saiyajin rage was building inside of him; he was digging up the anger that he had locked away so long ago.
"She's a human Vegeta! And I could've swore you hated humans!" snarled Oni, leaning over the table.
"And you're not a human? Times change and so do people!"
"I'm not." Snarled Oni in a dangerous tone. "And don't ever compare me with them, ever again!"
"If you're not human then what the hell are you?" asked Vegeta angrily.
"What do you think I am you stupid ass! The clues are right under your nose!" yelled Oni standing up straight. "I loved you Vegeta, and you broke my heart. I'll make you pay for this... I will!" And in a flash she was gone.. .
It was her name; it had to be her name. But what the hell did Oni mean? He wasn't up on foreign languages; he needed to find out though. Dashing from the house he quickly shot off in the direction of Bulma's place.
Bulma looked to her father and frowned. "Alright dad. You've been secretive in your lab all month, now spill, what've you been doing?"
"Oni means demon." Said Dr. Briefs.
"We're aware of this dad." Said Bulma crossing her arms. "But what have you been doing?"
"Researching Oni." Said Dr. Briefs pointing to his computer. "See for yourself. Oni is a mythical enchantress who lures men into her trap, much like a siren, but instead of killing them with her song she uses her kiss to suck the life from their bodies. She has a brother, but I can't seem to find much on him, Shinigami."
"Shinigami means The God of Death." Said Bulma with a frown as she sat down at the computer, going through the pages her father seemed to have opened and saved. "But what would Oni want with Vegeta? He's just an arrogant bastard."
"Vegeta has a lot of energy in him, perfect for her." Said Dr. Briefs. "And even with his strength her spell was obviously able to over power him, look at how terrible he looked when he came in here a month ago. He must have broken free somehow, probably his many visits here to see you."
"He didn't come here to see me!" cried Bulma, her cheeks turning slightly red. "He came to eat mom's cooking."
"No." came a snake like voice from behind them. "He had come to see you, you who have such power of him Bulma Briefs, you whom I hate. You whom I must dispose of. When your gone his will power will be broken, because the one thing he cares about most in the world will be gone, gone and through. Then I can take care of him, sending him to join you!"
Turning around Bulma and Dr. Briefs stare at the red haired demon before them, her wings wrapped around her upper body as she walked towards them, her right arm reaching, reaching to grab Bulma. "You'll not touch my daughter!" cried Dr. Briefs stepping in her path.
Smirking Oni grabbed his arm, twisting it around in an odd direction. Bulma screamed listening to the bone snap. The pearly white piece was sticking from his skin, blood pouring from the wound, out onto the floor, and his white smock. "DAD!" cried Bulma quickly kneeling to him. "Dad! Oh my gosh dad!" quickly she grabbed something to help stop the bleeding in his arm, but was quickly stopped in her tracks, Oni grabbing her waist, jerking her away.
"I'll dispose of you... after I lure Vegeta in..." She then disappeared, taking Bulma with her.
Between training, and visiting the Brief's mansion upon the excuse to get something to eat, instead to see Bulma he barely had time to see or talk to Oni, who was growing tired of his absence in her presence. It had been nearly another month before they actually sat down and had dinner together again. And by then Vegeta had regained his strength, original body figure, and had fallen completely in love with Bulma.
"Vegeta, you spend an awful lot of time over at the Briefs' place. Is there something of interest over there?" asked Oni, her jaw clenched tightly, causing her voice to strain slightly.
"I go over there to eat." Said Vegeta with a shrug, shoving a spoonful of soup into his mouth.
"What, my cooking isn't good enough for you?" asked Oni, hurt gathering into her green eyes as she stare at Vegeta. They didn't phase him any longer..
"Stop staring at me with that pitiful face. You're cooking of soup and rice may be enough for you, but I'm a saiyajin. I eat a lot damnit!" said Vegeta after swallowing.
"You ungrateful sonofabitch!" yelled Oni standing up. "I cook for you, and for the last month I've eaten by myself staring at your cold plate. And when you finally do eat with me I get this shit?"
"What the hell are you talking about? You basically held me prisoner in here for a month damnit!"
"You were in here on your own will! You didn't move because you didn't want to!"
"Puh!" snarled Vegeta. "If I was in my own state and frame of mind I would have been out every day training, and I'd be stronger than I am now. I've only just brought myself back up to what I was before I met you!"
"You love her don't you?" Oni asked, her eyes glaring coldly on Vegeta, no longer the beautiful emerald green, but instead a disgusting looking jade. "You love her damnit! After all we've been through, and you love HER!"
"So what the hell what if I do?" snarled Vegeta. "Its my damn life, and if I want to love her I will! Besides, your charade is over! Your not even Kakkarot's damned maid are you?!"
"After all we've been through..." muttered Oni. "Didn't anything that happened between us mean anything to you?"
"No."
"DAMN YOU VEGETA! DAMN YOU TO HELL!"
"Shut the hell up you dumb bitch!" yelled Vegeta angrily, glaring at Oni. The saiyajin rage was building inside of him; he was digging up the anger that he had locked away so long ago.
"She's a human Vegeta! And I could've swore you hated humans!" snarled Oni, leaning over the table.
"And you're not a human? Times change and so do people!"
"I'm not." Snarled Oni in a dangerous tone. "And don't ever compare me with them, ever again!"
"If you're not human then what the hell are you?" asked Vegeta angrily.
"What do you think I am you stupid ass! The clues are right under your nose!" yelled Oni standing up straight. "I loved you Vegeta, and you broke my heart. I'll make you pay for this... I will!" And in a flash she was gone.. .
It was her name; it had to be her name. But what the hell did Oni mean? He wasn't up on foreign languages; he needed to find out though. Dashing from the house he quickly shot off in the direction of Bulma's place.
Bulma looked to her father and frowned. "Alright dad. You've been secretive in your lab all month, now spill, what've you been doing?"
"Oni means demon." Said Dr. Briefs.
"We're aware of this dad." Said Bulma crossing her arms. "But what have you been doing?"
"Researching Oni." Said Dr. Briefs pointing to his computer. "See for yourself. Oni is a mythical enchantress who lures men into her trap, much like a siren, but instead of killing them with her song she uses her kiss to suck the life from their bodies. She has a brother, but I can't seem to find much on him, Shinigami."
"Shinigami means The God of Death." Said Bulma with a frown as she sat down at the computer, going through the pages her father seemed to have opened and saved. "But what would Oni want with Vegeta? He's just an arrogant bastard."
"Vegeta has a lot of energy in him, perfect for her." Said Dr. Briefs. "And even with his strength her spell was obviously able to over power him, look at how terrible he looked when he came in here a month ago. He must have broken free somehow, probably his many visits here to see you."
"He didn't come here to see me!" cried Bulma, her cheeks turning slightly red. "He came to eat mom's cooking."
"No." came a snake like voice from behind them. "He had come to see you, you who have such power of him Bulma Briefs, you whom I hate. You whom I must dispose of. When your gone his will power will be broken, because the one thing he cares about most in the world will be gone, gone and through. Then I can take care of him, sending him to join you!"
Turning around Bulma and Dr. Briefs stare at the red haired demon before them, her wings wrapped around her upper body as she walked towards them, her right arm reaching, reaching to grab Bulma. "You'll not touch my daughter!" cried Dr. Briefs stepping in her path.
Smirking Oni grabbed his arm, twisting it around in an odd direction. Bulma screamed listening to the bone snap. The pearly white piece was sticking from his skin, blood pouring from the wound, out onto the floor, and his white smock. "DAD!" cried Bulma quickly kneeling to him. "Dad! Oh my gosh dad!" quickly she grabbed something to help stop the bleeding in his arm, but was quickly stopped in her tracks, Oni grabbing her waist, jerking her away.
"I'll dispose of you... after I lure Vegeta in..." She then disappeared, taking Bulma with her.