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Symbols:
* . * thoughts
" . " u can figure this one out. if not Dialogue
[ . ] Telepathic Dialogue, which is used on very little occasion
.:::The Saiyan Mafia:::.
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Chapter 8: Where it all begins
:: Two days later ::
Torres is waiting for his driver on the steps of his house, Vegeta stands next to him.
"Vegeta, while I'm gone I want you to take care of business out here for me. You hear me. if anything is going down with my guys; you're the man in charge right now."
The car pulled up and the man took Torres luggage, pulling out a key Torres hands it to Vegeta.
"The Safe, you need any money to do any kinds of purchasing there it is. Good Luck and take care of my shit!"
Hopping into the car Torres left and Vegeta stood there saying nothing. He turns around and walks into the house. Looking around and taking in all the feeling of being in charge again. Like it once was .
* * * *
"Son. one day you will take my place and rule Vegetsai. you will be a great warrior"
Standing next to King Vegeta, the prince smiles as his father gave him a truly sincere smile. Vegeta's father placed a warm hand on his shoulder.
"Look out the window"
He commanded to his son. Vegeta turned his head towards the open window, the velvet curtains fluttering softly in the breeze. From the tall window the whole city could be seen.
"This will be yours"
* * * *
Vegeta smiled softly remembering these old feelings and just as that his new reality settled in once more making him clinch his hands. Putting his leather jacket back on and locking up the house, he takes off back to his apartment building. Moments later he lands on top of the building. The sounds of sirens and guns shooting off filled the streets; Vegeta stands on the roof for a moment. The cold wind pushes his hair back; warm vapor rises from his mouth as he exhales and makes his way in though the steel doors. Making his way to his apartment, Vegeta can hear low but audible sounds coming from the inside; he unlocks the door and proceeds in. As he opened the door he could see bulma holding onto the side of the couch and trying to walk towards the kitchen. Bruised and battered still, her legs begin to collapse under her. Stumbling forward she falls into Vegeta's arms. Turning slightly red at the cheeks which quickly faded he picks her up in his arms. Kicking the door closed he places her on the sofa and sits across her.
"Are you okay"
He said in a tone that sounded gruffly. He leans back into his chair and looks up the ceiling.
"I'm fine."
He stood quite for a moment and looked back at her.
"So, are you ready to talk to me now? About what happen?"
Bulma gaze dropped to the floor for a moment; coming out of it she fixes her position on the couch.
"God women I have to know what happen"
"Look I just don't..wanna talk about it"
Vegeta grunts and paces around the living room
"God"
He screams loudly and walks in front of bulma, get in her face.
"Look women whether you want to tell me or is relevant, I want to know now and you will tell me who did this, its like your fucking protecting them you know that"
Bulma face went into shock and although she was scared she now felt some what attracted to his jagged exterior.
"Fine."
* * * *
Bulma woke up in a cold empty room; her forehead was dripping with blood.
"Ughh."
Slowly making her way to her feet she stumbled side to side, her vision in a blur. Searching around the room for a light she is stopped by something in her way. A man stands in front of bulma, her face smacked against his cold armor. Backing up a few steps and strains her eyes to see his face.
"Tell me who are you to Vegeta"
"What do you want from me.?"
"Don't play stupid bitch"
Smacking bulma hard on the face she flew across the room and hit the wall. She gasps loudly for air to return to her lungs she begins to cry.
"Where is Vegeta"
"I--I"
Choking on the air in her throat she tried to speak but only prove to piss the man off more.
"Tell me, NOW!"
"I don't knowwwww"
Bulma screamed just wanting him to get away from her. Grabbing her hair and wrapping it around his hand her picks her up; throwing her against the floor. Her head bounces off the old wooden floor; blood begins to gush out once more. Smothering her crying into the wood, the man puts his foot on her head.
"Give him this message"
He forms a Ki blast in his hand; not strong but strong enough to do some damage. And with that he began to slash Bulma's back and legs. Screaming in agonizing pain she felt the blood dripping down; her back became numb she couldn't feel anything anymore.
"Tell him Raditz came by"
Lifting his foot off of bulma's head she refused to look up. She can hear the door open and close from the back room; but still she didn't move. She couldn't.
* * * *
Vegeta stood there in with a grave look on his face and watched as tears ran down Bulma's face. Getting up and going to sit next to her he wipes her tears away. Bulma's head feel on his shoulder as she continued to grieve
*Poor girl doesn't know what she is getting herself into*
She looked up at vegeta's face with solemn eyes, when she kisses him. For a moment his eyes remained open but then they shut tightly as he fell into her embrace. They pulled apart slowly and she smirked. Vegeta stop dead and didn't move, he could feel something on the back of his head cold, like metal. A gun.
"What do you think you are doing?"
"Die--"
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A/N: Im sooo sorry I took forever to update but I hope you like it. Plz R&R. let me know what you think. and thanks Chantey! *huggles* for all the help!
Symbols:
* . * thoughts
" . " u can figure this one out. if not Dialogue
[ . ] Telepathic Dialogue, which is used on very little occasion
.:::The Saiyan Mafia:::.
#!$^*(!$#@%$^%&^$!$#@%#@%$^%&^%#$@!
Chapter 8: Where it all begins
:: Two days later ::
Torres is waiting for his driver on the steps of his house, Vegeta stands next to him.
"Vegeta, while I'm gone I want you to take care of business out here for me. You hear me. if anything is going down with my guys; you're the man in charge right now."
The car pulled up and the man took Torres luggage, pulling out a key Torres hands it to Vegeta.
"The Safe, you need any money to do any kinds of purchasing there it is. Good Luck and take care of my shit!"
Hopping into the car Torres left and Vegeta stood there saying nothing. He turns around and walks into the house. Looking around and taking in all the feeling of being in charge again. Like it once was .
* * * *
"Son. one day you will take my place and rule Vegetsai. you will be a great warrior"
Standing next to King Vegeta, the prince smiles as his father gave him a truly sincere smile. Vegeta's father placed a warm hand on his shoulder.
"Look out the window"
He commanded to his son. Vegeta turned his head towards the open window, the velvet curtains fluttering softly in the breeze. From the tall window the whole city could be seen.
"This will be yours"
* * * *
Vegeta smiled softly remembering these old feelings and just as that his new reality settled in once more making him clinch his hands. Putting his leather jacket back on and locking up the house, he takes off back to his apartment building. Moments later he lands on top of the building. The sounds of sirens and guns shooting off filled the streets; Vegeta stands on the roof for a moment. The cold wind pushes his hair back; warm vapor rises from his mouth as he exhales and makes his way in though the steel doors. Making his way to his apartment, Vegeta can hear low but audible sounds coming from the inside; he unlocks the door and proceeds in. As he opened the door he could see bulma holding onto the side of the couch and trying to walk towards the kitchen. Bruised and battered still, her legs begin to collapse under her. Stumbling forward she falls into Vegeta's arms. Turning slightly red at the cheeks which quickly faded he picks her up in his arms. Kicking the door closed he places her on the sofa and sits across her.
"Are you okay"
He said in a tone that sounded gruffly. He leans back into his chair and looks up the ceiling.
"I'm fine."
He stood quite for a moment and looked back at her.
"So, are you ready to talk to me now? About what happen?"
Bulma gaze dropped to the floor for a moment; coming out of it she fixes her position on the couch.
"God women I have to know what happen"
"Look I just don't..wanna talk about it"
Vegeta grunts and paces around the living room
"God"
He screams loudly and walks in front of bulma, get in her face.
"Look women whether you want to tell me or is relevant, I want to know now and you will tell me who did this, its like your fucking protecting them you know that"
Bulma face went into shock and although she was scared she now felt some what attracted to his jagged exterior.
"Fine."
* * * *
Bulma woke up in a cold empty room; her forehead was dripping with blood.
"Ughh."
Slowly making her way to her feet she stumbled side to side, her vision in a blur. Searching around the room for a light she is stopped by something in her way. A man stands in front of bulma, her face smacked against his cold armor. Backing up a few steps and strains her eyes to see his face.
"Tell me who are you to Vegeta"
"What do you want from me.?"
"Don't play stupid bitch"
Smacking bulma hard on the face she flew across the room and hit the wall. She gasps loudly for air to return to her lungs she begins to cry.
"Where is Vegeta"
"I--I"
Choking on the air in her throat she tried to speak but only prove to piss the man off more.
"Tell me, NOW!"
"I don't knowwwww"
Bulma screamed just wanting him to get away from her. Grabbing her hair and wrapping it around his hand her picks her up; throwing her against the floor. Her head bounces off the old wooden floor; blood begins to gush out once more. Smothering her crying into the wood, the man puts his foot on her head.
"Give him this message"
He forms a Ki blast in his hand; not strong but strong enough to do some damage. And with that he began to slash Bulma's back and legs. Screaming in agonizing pain she felt the blood dripping down; her back became numb she couldn't feel anything anymore.
"Tell him Raditz came by"
Lifting his foot off of bulma's head she refused to look up. She can hear the door open and close from the back room; but still she didn't move. She couldn't.
* * * *
Vegeta stood there in with a grave look on his face and watched as tears ran down Bulma's face. Getting up and going to sit next to her he wipes her tears away. Bulma's head feel on his shoulder as she continued to grieve
*Poor girl doesn't know what she is getting herself into*
She looked up at vegeta's face with solemn eyes, when she kisses him. For a moment his eyes remained open but then they shut tightly as he fell into her embrace. They pulled apart slowly and she smirked. Vegeta stop dead and didn't move, he could feel something on the back of his head cold, like metal. A gun.
"What do you think you are doing?"
"Die--"
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A/N: Im sooo sorry I took forever to update but I hope you like it. Plz R&R. let me know what you think. and thanks Chantey! *huggles* for all the help!
