Childhood Dreams
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Five Years Later:
Bulma and Vegeta have become the best of friends. They stuck together like glue and paper; you could never find one without the other. Their lives were perfect, nothing bad could happen to them, could it?
"Come on Veggie it's four in the morning," complained Bulma as a yawn escaped her mouth. 'I'm tired, I don't wanna train."
"Onna, how do you expect to improve if you don't even bother training," grumbled Vegeta as he picked up Bulma and walked towards the bathroom. "Here, this would wake you up," smirked Vegeta before dropping her into a tub of ice cold water.
Bulma released indigence screech of shock, before glaring at Vegeta with murderous rage.
Vegeta couldn't help up chuckle mentally, "The onna always looks so cute when she's mad."
"Well, at least you're awake now," said Vegeta as innocently as possible, earning a punch from Bulma.
"You arrogant jerk, why I'd," muttered Bulma fuming with rage. "Ohhh, you're so dead!"
"Onna, if you wanted to spar you should have told me," said Vegeta mockingly, before throwing her a towel. "Change into something warm, I don't want you catching a cold," said Vegeta, before walking out of her room.
"Onna," said Vegeta sticking his head in her room. "I'll meet you in the training arena."
"Wow, you're so considerate," muttered Bulma angrily, before changing into her training suit, and walking outside to look for Vegeta.
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In the training arena:
"What's taking her so long," growled Vegeta, as he began tapping his food impatiently on the ground. "I told her to meet me here pronto!"
"Looking for someone Veggie," said a bemused voice.
Vegeta crossed his arms and growled softly while muttering a few cuss words under his breath.
"Come on Veggie, don't be mad," pouted Bulma, as she slapped him gently on the head. "You don't have to be so grumpy all the time."
"I'm only grumpy when you're around," grumbled Vegeta. "I'm always, happy around others," he said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Right," said Bulma sarcastically, before sliding into a fighting position. "Come on Geta, do your worst!"
Vegeta launched himself towards Bulma, while throwing a kick in her face. Bulma retaliated by blocking the kick and sending a punch towards his stomach. Both of the fighters released a furry of kicks, punches and Ki blasts faster then a tornado. Unknown to them, three adults were watching their performance with surprise and pride.
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Outside:
"It's been awhile soldier, what took you so long to defeat your enemy?" asked Vega raising his eyebrows questioningly.
King Briefs looks down at his feet before replying. "I actually haven't defeated the enemy, they're too strong. However I feel that it's safe enough on Aphasia for my daughter to return" he replied calmly.
King Vega looked away sadly. During the past few years, he had grown fond of Bulma, and treated her like the daughter he never had.
Queen Cabbie looked King Briefs straight in the eye. "Are you telling me that you're going to take Bulma away from us?"
Briefs shot a look of confusion at the queen before replying, "Yes, what would seem to be the problem?"
Cabbie and Vega exchanged a nervous look before replying. "See, there's something about Bulma that you don't know. She's different then most princesses, she's smart, intelligent, and a warrior. And she's become my son's best friend," said Cabbie gently.
Brief's jaw dropped a few notches in shock as the same question flowed through his mind. "Why in the world had his daughter befriended the cold, selfish prince?"
"Soldier, stop gapping," commanded King Vega. "It's not that big of a shock, so get used to it!"
The queen put a reassuring hand on her mate's shoulder, which instantly calmed him down. "Bulma and Vegeta have been best friends ever since you first brought her here. You could never see one without the other. Even though they both love to argue, you could see in their eyes that they care about each other."
"Are you suggesting that Bulma shouldn't return to Aphasia?" said King Briefs looking shell-shocked.
"We're suggesting that you should give her a choice on whether or not she wants to leave," replied Cabbie warmly. "It is her life, so therefore it should be her choice to make."
King Briefs shook his head in disagreement. "It's not possible; she's the heir to the Aphasian throne, therefore she has to live on the planet. Besides, my mate is dying and she wants to see Bulma again before she's gone."
The adults looked through the window at the two chibis, pondering on how to break the news to them.
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Meanwhile:
"Whew, I'm pooped," said Bulma as she flopped ungracefully onto a bench. "It's been one heck of a workout."
"That was nothing onna," said Vegeta who was breathing heavily. "I'm not even tired."
Bulma shot him a glance, "Yea right."
Vegeta who was too tired to argue decided to ignore her. "Stupid onna, does she enjoy tormenting me or something?" he thought annoyed. When the door slammed open with a loud thump, Vegeta fell of the bench in shock, which caused Bulma to go into a fit of giggles.
When Bulma finally calmed down, Vegeta glanced at his parents nervously. "Why are they acting so strange?" he pondered with a bewildered expression on his face.
The guest cleared his throat before speaking. "It's been a long time Bulma, you've grown so much."
Bulma looked at the stranger in confusion. "Who are you," she asked as she bravely took a step forward.
The stranger grabbed Bulma's hand and hugged her tightly. "You look just like your mother," he said gently before releasing her.
Then Vegeta reached out protectively towards Bulma and pulled her behind him.
"I'll repeat her question again, who are you," he snapped angrily, his tail began bristling in anger.
The stranger raised his eyebrows in amusement. "Well Vega, like father, like son." Before turning towards Vegeta, "My name is King Briefs; I'm the King of Aphasia."
Vegeta's eyes widened in surprise and shock, "What's he doing here?" he thought, while trying to recover. "I thought that he was off fighting a war or something."
"So you do recognize me," said King Briefs looking pleased. "I'm a very busy man, and I've came here to claim someone that I left here five years ago."
Bulma and Vegeta exchanged a look of confusion, before glaring at King Briefs.
"I don't know what you're talking about," snapped Bulma angrily. "But I suggest you go find that person and get your ass off this planet pronto."
King Briefs frowned at his daughter's language, before deciding that it wasn't the time to teach her manners. "Well, just to inform you Bulma, the person that I'm looking for is you."
The room fell deadly silent at those words. Those dreaded words. Vegeta held Bulma closer to him, and snarled. "She won't leave, she's staying on Vegetasai. What claim do you have on her?"
King Briefs looked curiously at the young prince's protectiveness. "Well if you really wanted to know, I'm her father."
"My, My father?" said Bulma in shock. "It's impossible, totally outrageous claim. Isn't it?" she thought nervously.
"Prove it," hissed Vegeta.
"Vegeta stop it," said King Vega sadly. "He's telling the truth, he came to me five years ago and begged me to protect Bulma until it's time for her to return."
Vegeta shook his head in disbelief, "You're lying, you're lying! It's not fair!" he yelled angrily. "She's not a princess, she's my best friend!"
The Queen shook her head regretfully, "You have to learn that you just have to let go sometimes Vegeta. Things won't always go your way."
King Briefs tore Bulma away from Vegeta. "Come on brat, it's time to go."
"Vegeta!" shrieked Bulma in confusion and fear. "I don't want to leave."
Vegeta leapt towards Bulma to help her escape, however has stopped by two strong arms.
"I'm sorry brat, but time's up," said King Vega as he struggled to hold Vegeta.
"Bulma don't leave!" he cried painfully as she was tugged further and further away. Realizing that he had no other choice, he cried, "Bulma I'll never forget you! You're the best friend I ever had, and you'll always be."
Bulma looked at Vegeta with tears streaming down her face, "Remember Vegeta, we'll meet again, someday. I promise, don't forget me!" she replied, as she was placed gently into a spaceship.
She sat there looking through the peephole, watching as Vegetasai became no more then a speck in the universe.
Vegeta fell to his knees and released a howl of pain. "She was gone, the only person in the universe that he had ever cared about." Vegeta did something that he had never done before, he cried.
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Author's Note: Poor Bulma and Vegeta. Would they meet again? Would Bulma be safe on Aphasia? What would become of Vegeta? Read and Find Out! I'll update the next chapter when I've received at least 6 reviews. Thanx, by the way, don't forget to REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Thanks for all the Reviews. Lol...bribery.funny.Hope you like to story! Don't forget to REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
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Five Years Later:
Bulma and Vegeta have become the best of friends. They stuck together like glue and paper; you could never find one without the other. Their lives were perfect, nothing bad could happen to them, could it?
"Come on Veggie it's four in the morning," complained Bulma as a yawn escaped her mouth. 'I'm tired, I don't wanna train."
"Onna, how do you expect to improve if you don't even bother training," grumbled Vegeta as he picked up Bulma and walked towards the bathroom. "Here, this would wake you up," smirked Vegeta before dropping her into a tub of ice cold water.
Bulma released indigence screech of shock, before glaring at Vegeta with murderous rage.
Vegeta couldn't help up chuckle mentally, "The onna always looks so cute when she's mad."
"Well, at least you're awake now," said Vegeta as innocently as possible, earning a punch from Bulma.
"You arrogant jerk, why I'd," muttered Bulma fuming with rage. "Ohhh, you're so dead!"
"Onna, if you wanted to spar you should have told me," said Vegeta mockingly, before throwing her a towel. "Change into something warm, I don't want you catching a cold," said Vegeta, before walking out of her room.
"Onna," said Vegeta sticking his head in her room. "I'll meet you in the training arena."
"Wow, you're so considerate," muttered Bulma angrily, before changing into her training suit, and walking outside to look for Vegeta.
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In the training arena:
"What's taking her so long," growled Vegeta, as he began tapping his food impatiently on the ground. "I told her to meet me here pronto!"
"Looking for someone Veggie," said a bemused voice.
Vegeta crossed his arms and growled softly while muttering a few cuss words under his breath.
"Come on Veggie, don't be mad," pouted Bulma, as she slapped him gently on the head. "You don't have to be so grumpy all the time."
"I'm only grumpy when you're around," grumbled Vegeta. "I'm always, happy around others," he said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Right," said Bulma sarcastically, before sliding into a fighting position. "Come on Geta, do your worst!"
Vegeta launched himself towards Bulma, while throwing a kick in her face. Bulma retaliated by blocking the kick and sending a punch towards his stomach. Both of the fighters released a furry of kicks, punches and Ki blasts faster then a tornado. Unknown to them, three adults were watching their performance with surprise and pride.
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Outside:
"It's been awhile soldier, what took you so long to defeat your enemy?" asked Vega raising his eyebrows questioningly.
King Briefs looks down at his feet before replying. "I actually haven't defeated the enemy, they're too strong. However I feel that it's safe enough on Aphasia for my daughter to return" he replied calmly.
King Vega looked away sadly. During the past few years, he had grown fond of Bulma, and treated her like the daughter he never had.
Queen Cabbie looked King Briefs straight in the eye. "Are you telling me that you're going to take Bulma away from us?"
Briefs shot a look of confusion at the queen before replying, "Yes, what would seem to be the problem?"
Cabbie and Vega exchanged a nervous look before replying. "See, there's something about Bulma that you don't know. She's different then most princesses, she's smart, intelligent, and a warrior. And she's become my son's best friend," said Cabbie gently.
Brief's jaw dropped a few notches in shock as the same question flowed through his mind. "Why in the world had his daughter befriended the cold, selfish prince?"
"Soldier, stop gapping," commanded King Vega. "It's not that big of a shock, so get used to it!"
The queen put a reassuring hand on her mate's shoulder, which instantly calmed him down. "Bulma and Vegeta have been best friends ever since you first brought her here. You could never see one without the other. Even though they both love to argue, you could see in their eyes that they care about each other."
"Are you suggesting that Bulma shouldn't return to Aphasia?" said King Briefs looking shell-shocked.
"We're suggesting that you should give her a choice on whether or not she wants to leave," replied Cabbie warmly. "It is her life, so therefore it should be her choice to make."
King Briefs shook his head in disagreement. "It's not possible; she's the heir to the Aphasian throne, therefore she has to live on the planet. Besides, my mate is dying and she wants to see Bulma again before she's gone."
The adults looked through the window at the two chibis, pondering on how to break the news to them.
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Meanwhile:
"Whew, I'm pooped," said Bulma as she flopped ungracefully onto a bench. "It's been one heck of a workout."
"That was nothing onna," said Vegeta who was breathing heavily. "I'm not even tired."
Bulma shot him a glance, "Yea right."
Vegeta who was too tired to argue decided to ignore her. "Stupid onna, does she enjoy tormenting me or something?" he thought annoyed. When the door slammed open with a loud thump, Vegeta fell of the bench in shock, which caused Bulma to go into a fit of giggles.
When Bulma finally calmed down, Vegeta glanced at his parents nervously. "Why are they acting so strange?" he pondered with a bewildered expression on his face.
The guest cleared his throat before speaking. "It's been a long time Bulma, you've grown so much."
Bulma looked at the stranger in confusion. "Who are you," she asked as she bravely took a step forward.
The stranger grabbed Bulma's hand and hugged her tightly. "You look just like your mother," he said gently before releasing her.
Then Vegeta reached out protectively towards Bulma and pulled her behind him.
"I'll repeat her question again, who are you," he snapped angrily, his tail began bristling in anger.
The stranger raised his eyebrows in amusement. "Well Vega, like father, like son." Before turning towards Vegeta, "My name is King Briefs; I'm the King of Aphasia."
Vegeta's eyes widened in surprise and shock, "What's he doing here?" he thought, while trying to recover. "I thought that he was off fighting a war or something."
"So you do recognize me," said King Briefs looking pleased. "I'm a very busy man, and I've came here to claim someone that I left here five years ago."
Bulma and Vegeta exchanged a look of confusion, before glaring at King Briefs.
"I don't know what you're talking about," snapped Bulma angrily. "But I suggest you go find that person and get your ass off this planet pronto."
King Briefs frowned at his daughter's language, before deciding that it wasn't the time to teach her manners. "Well, just to inform you Bulma, the person that I'm looking for is you."
The room fell deadly silent at those words. Those dreaded words. Vegeta held Bulma closer to him, and snarled. "She won't leave, she's staying on Vegetasai. What claim do you have on her?"
King Briefs looked curiously at the young prince's protectiveness. "Well if you really wanted to know, I'm her father."
"My, My father?" said Bulma in shock. "It's impossible, totally outrageous claim. Isn't it?" she thought nervously.
"Prove it," hissed Vegeta.
"Vegeta stop it," said King Vega sadly. "He's telling the truth, he came to me five years ago and begged me to protect Bulma until it's time for her to return."
Vegeta shook his head in disbelief, "You're lying, you're lying! It's not fair!" he yelled angrily. "She's not a princess, she's my best friend!"
The Queen shook her head regretfully, "You have to learn that you just have to let go sometimes Vegeta. Things won't always go your way."
King Briefs tore Bulma away from Vegeta. "Come on brat, it's time to go."
"Vegeta!" shrieked Bulma in confusion and fear. "I don't want to leave."
Vegeta leapt towards Bulma to help her escape, however has stopped by two strong arms.
"I'm sorry brat, but time's up," said King Vega as he struggled to hold Vegeta.
"Bulma don't leave!" he cried painfully as she was tugged further and further away. Realizing that he had no other choice, he cried, "Bulma I'll never forget you! You're the best friend I ever had, and you'll always be."
Bulma looked at Vegeta with tears streaming down her face, "Remember Vegeta, we'll meet again, someday. I promise, don't forget me!" she replied, as she was placed gently into a spaceship.
She sat there looking through the peephole, watching as Vegetasai became no more then a speck in the universe.
Vegeta fell to his knees and released a howl of pain. "She was gone, the only person in the universe that he had ever cared about." Vegeta did something that he had never done before, he cried.
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Author's Note: Poor Bulma and Vegeta. Would they meet again? Would Bulma be safe on Aphasia? What would become of Vegeta? Read and Find Out! I'll update the next chapter when I've received at least 6 reviews. Thanx, by the way, don't forget to REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
