Childhood Dreams:
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"Fifteen minutes," he replied, as he glanced at the Namek
Piccolo looked towards the horizon with a worried expression on his face. "Please Bulma; you've got to help us, the fate of the world lies on your shoulders."
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She lay on the couch staring emptily out the window, watching the leaves fall one by one. Bulma sighed tiredly; a few hours of fussing about her life could really kill a girl. She glanced down at her hand, before shaking her head softly.
The heart resembled her soul; it would always remain broken, lost throughout her life. She tossed her hair behind her face; a part of her had died when she and Vegeta were torn apart.
Bulma turned angrily away from the window, "I'm going insane," she muttered. "Why do I keep on dwelling on the past? He's dead and isn't coming back, no matter how much I want him to."
She sighed as she glanced at her disheveled appearance in the mirror. Her eyes that normally shone with happiness and joy was now clouded and empty, and a frown graced her perfectly shaped lips.
The sudden shattering of her window shocked her out of her trance. "Gohan! What are you doing here," she asked looking at him in concern.
Gohan refused to look her in the eye; he knew that if he did he would break down instantly. "D. Dad he's gone," he cried softly as two small tears trickled down his cheeks. "His lasts words were for you to help us, or else we're all doomed."
Bulma turned away from Gohan and hugged her pillow tighter. "He doesn't understand what he's asking me to do," thought Bulma, as she stole a glance at his small shaking form.
Gohan had noticed Bulma's uncertainty, and was confused by it. "Why wouldn't she help us? She is after all on our side isn't she?" thought Gohan nervously.
"Yamacha would have wanted you too help," he whispered softly. "He sacrificed his life to make sure you'll be okay."
Bulma bowed her head in shame, "They've all done so much for me, they've trusted me with their lives. It's time I repaid them for their kindness," she murmured softly under her breath.
"Alright then, give me a second to get ready," exclaimed Bulma as she picked out her training suit and boots and walked into the bathroom.
"It's like they say," she muttered causally, however not before releasing a nervous giggle. "Always look your best no matter what the circumstances are."
"Well then what are you waiting for?" asked Bulma with forced cheerfulness. "Let's go kick some sayian ass!"
Gohan nodded as he grabbed Bulma's hand to fly her towards the battle. However he was surprised when she brushed aside his hand and grabbed his. "It'll be faster this way," said Bulma with a twinkle in her eye.
Suddenly they were flying in a haze of wind and clouds at lightning speed, reaching the battlefield in no time.
"How did you do that?" asked Gohan as he tried to close his jaw that was hanging down against the ground.
Bulma shot him a confused look and said, "What you mean flying? I wasn't going that slow was I? Gohan could only shake his head in shock.
Bulma and Gohan peaked out from behind the boulder, and spotted Piccolo and Krillin. "Come on lets go join them," she muttered as she motioned for Gohan to follow her.
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Meanwhile:
Vegeta was tapping his feet against the ground in agitation, while growled softly to himself. "Why did I just do that? I could have easily destroyed them all, but no, I had to let reopen old wounds," spat Vegeta angrily.
"Now, three more minutes before the mystery girl is suppose to arrive," he said, as he put on his scouter.
"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," chuckled Vegeta as he spotted two Ki signatures hiding behind a boulder.
"I just hate spies, get rid of them Nappa. You may kill them however you like," commanded Vegeta with a wave of his hand.
Nappa leaps towards the rock with excitement at the word "death." "So what do we have here," he muttered huskily, licking his lips lustfully as his eyes examined Bulma's perfect figure.
"Stay away from me you freak," shrieked Bulma angrily, as she watched Nappa advance towards her. "I'm warning you, stay away from me or else they'll be the devil's price to pay."
Nappa ignored her warning and continued walking towards her.
"Fine," replied Bulma innocently, as she hurled a Ki blast at Napa tossing him uselessly in the air. "I warned you," she replied casually, before stepping out from behind the boulder.
"If you want to fight," she trailed off as her eyes met a pair of strangely familiar onyx eyes. "Vegeta?" she murmured softly as her eyes sparkled with unshed tears.
"Bulma?" he whispered as he took a cautious step towards her. His face was still hidden under a mask of indifference, however his eyes were hopeful.
At those words Bulma felt something inside of her break; she ran towards Vegeta with tears streaming down her face and threw her arms around his neck. "Oh God, I missed you so much," she exclaimed, as a sob escaped her mouth.
Vegeta instinctively wrapped his arms around her protectively, as he stared at his blue haired angel. "Onna, you're alive," he murmured softly as he gently wiped a tear from her face. "Don't cry, everything's going to be alright," he said comfortingly, as he buried his face in her hair inhaling her exotic scent. His tail began swaying back and forth gently.
"I'll never let go again," she muttered softly against his shoulder. "We're finally together, after all these years."
Vegeta looked down at his childhood onna and released a half-smile. "You're observant aren't you onna?" he teased lightly. "Don't tell me you didn't miss me?"
Bulma sent a playful punch towards him, "You sure haven't changed one bit Veggie," smirked Bulma. "You'll always be my favorite cuddly little Vegetable-head."
Vegeta rolls his eyes in disgust, "I can't believe you actually still remember that nickname."
She smirked openly as she realized that Vegeta was still holding her. "I never thought you were the caring kind Veggie," taunted Bulma with an amused twinkle in her eye.
"What?" thought Vegeta as he noticed the position he was in. He turned his face away in embarrassment to hide the red flush that was creeping up his cheeks.
Bulma erupted with laughter and fell to the floor rolling in laughter. "I don't believe it," she said giggled madly. "The great prince of vegetables was blushing!"
Vegeta's face turned redder with embarrassment. "Stupid baka onna, she's always making a fool of me," he pouted angrily.
"Come on Veggie, don't be angry," teased Bulma as he pinched his cheeks playfully. "I'm sorry, do you forgive me?" she asked with puppy dog eyes.
"Humph," answered Vegeta, turning away from her.
"I'll take that as a yes," she muttered as she followed after him. "Hey where are you going? Wait for me!" she screeched. Bulma glanced down at her hand and smiled, her heart was healed.
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On the other side of the battlefield:
The remaining Z-fighters were gapping in shock. "How in the world does Bulma know the sayian prince?" muttered Piccolo rubbing his eyes, trying to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
"You tell me," muttered Krillin, while cussing softly under his breath. "I hope they won't hurt her, she's like a sister to me."
Gohan shook his head in confusion, as questions bounced around his head. "Why did Dad want Bulma too come? Why isn't she helping us? What is she hiding?"
Piccolo noticed Gohan and Krillin's confusion and disbelief and decided that it was now or never. "I'm sorry Bulma, but they have a right to know," he concluded mentally.
Meanwhile Nappa was staring at his prince in shock. "Did he just hug her?" he muttered, with his eyes bulging out of their sockets. "What is she, some kind of enchantress? She must have put a spell or something on Vegeta, no matter, I'll get rid of it whether it's the last thing I'd do," he growled as he narrowed his eyes in concentration.
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Author's Note:
What's Nappa's plan? What's going to happen to Bulma? Would Gohan and Krillin forgive Bulma for not telling them about her secret? What about Vegeta? Don't forget Frieza's still out there, planning havoc on the universe. Read and Find out!
Okay peeps thanx for the inspiration.hehe.anyways I'll update again when I've reached a hundred twenty reviews total.well g2g.have 2 worry about finals (.don't forget 2 REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Well that was quick! Hehe.anyways.hoped you've enjoyed my story.lol.well catch ya l8ter.
I'll update when I've received a hundred and twenty reviews total.hehe.come on only seven more!
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Last time:
"Fifteen minutes," he replied, as he glanced at the Namek
Piccolo looked towards the horizon with a worried expression on his face. "Please Bulma; you've got to help us, the fate of the world lies on your shoulders."
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She lay on the couch staring emptily out the window, watching the leaves fall one by one. Bulma sighed tiredly; a few hours of fussing about her life could really kill a girl. She glanced down at her hand, before shaking her head softly.
The heart resembled her soul; it would always remain broken, lost throughout her life. She tossed her hair behind her face; a part of her had died when she and Vegeta were torn apart.
Bulma turned angrily away from the window, "I'm going insane," she muttered. "Why do I keep on dwelling on the past? He's dead and isn't coming back, no matter how much I want him to."
She sighed as she glanced at her disheveled appearance in the mirror. Her eyes that normally shone with happiness and joy was now clouded and empty, and a frown graced her perfectly shaped lips.
The sudden shattering of her window shocked her out of her trance. "Gohan! What are you doing here," she asked looking at him in concern.
Gohan refused to look her in the eye; he knew that if he did he would break down instantly. "D. Dad he's gone," he cried softly as two small tears trickled down his cheeks. "His lasts words were for you to help us, or else we're all doomed."
Bulma turned away from Gohan and hugged her pillow tighter. "He doesn't understand what he's asking me to do," thought Bulma, as she stole a glance at his small shaking form.
Gohan had noticed Bulma's uncertainty, and was confused by it. "Why wouldn't she help us? She is after all on our side isn't she?" thought Gohan nervously.
"Yamacha would have wanted you too help," he whispered softly. "He sacrificed his life to make sure you'll be okay."
Bulma bowed her head in shame, "They've all done so much for me, they've trusted me with their lives. It's time I repaid them for their kindness," she murmured softly under her breath.
"Alright then, give me a second to get ready," exclaimed Bulma as she picked out her training suit and boots and walked into the bathroom.
"It's like they say," she muttered causally, however not before releasing a nervous giggle. "Always look your best no matter what the circumstances are."
"Well then what are you waiting for?" asked Bulma with forced cheerfulness. "Let's go kick some sayian ass!"
Gohan nodded as he grabbed Bulma's hand to fly her towards the battle. However he was surprised when she brushed aside his hand and grabbed his. "It'll be faster this way," said Bulma with a twinkle in her eye.
Suddenly they were flying in a haze of wind and clouds at lightning speed, reaching the battlefield in no time.
"How did you do that?" asked Gohan as he tried to close his jaw that was hanging down against the ground.
Bulma shot him a confused look and said, "What you mean flying? I wasn't going that slow was I? Gohan could only shake his head in shock.
Bulma and Gohan peaked out from behind the boulder, and spotted Piccolo and Krillin. "Come on lets go join them," she muttered as she motioned for Gohan to follow her.
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Meanwhile:
Vegeta was tapping his feet against the ground in agitation, while growled softly to himself. "Why did I just do that? I could have easily destroyed them all, but no, I had to let reopen old wounds," spat Vegeta angrily.
"Now, three more minutes before the mystery girl is suppose to arrive," he said, as he put on his scouter.
"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," chuckled Vegeta as he spotted two Ki signatures hiding behind a boulder.
"I just hate spies, get rid of them Nappa. You may kill them however you like," commanded Vegeta with a wave of his hand.
Nappa leaps towards the rock with excitement at the word "death." "So what do we have here," he muttered huskily, licking his lips lustfully as his eyes examined Bulma's perfect figure.
"Stay away from me you freak," shrieked Bulma angrily, as she watched Nappa advance towards her. "I'm warning you, stay away from me or else they'll be the devil's price to pay."
Nappa ignored her warning and continued walking towards her.
"Fine," replied Bulma innocently, as she hurled a Ki blast at Napa tossing him uselessly in the air. "I warned you," she replied casually, before stepping out from behind the boulder.
"If you want to fight," she trailed off as her eyes met a pair of strangely familiar onyx eyes. "Vegeta?" she murmured softly as her eyes sparkled with unshed tears.
"Bulma?" he whispered as he took a cautious step towards her. His face was still hidden under a mask of indifference, however his eyes were hopeful.
At those words Bulma felt something inside of her break; she ran towards Vegeta with tears streaming down her face and threw her arms around his neck. "Oh God, I missed you so much," she exclaimed, as a sob escaped her mouth.
Vegeta instinctively wrapped his arms around her protectively, as he stared at his blue haired angel. "Onna, you're alive," he murmured softly as he gently wiped a tear from her face. "Don't cry, everything's going to be alright," he said comfortingly, as he buried his face in her hair inhaling her exotic scent. His tail began swaying back and forth gently.
"I'll never let go again," she muttered softly against his shoulder. "We're finally together, after all these years."
Vegeta looked down at his childhood onna and released a half-smile. "You're observant aren't you onna?" he teased lightly. "Don't tell me you didn't miss me?"
Bulma sent a playful punch towards him, "You sure haven't changed one bit Veggie," smirked Bulma. "You'll always be my favorite cuddly little Vegetable-head."
Vegeta rolls his eyes in disgust, "I can't believe you actually still remember that nickname."
She smirked openly as she realized that Vegeta was still holding her. "I never thought you were the caring kind Veggie," taunted Bulma with an amused twinkle in her eye.
"What?" thought Vegeta as he noticed the position he was in. He turned his face away in embarrassment to hide the red flush that was creeping up his cheeks.
Bulma erupted with laughter and fell to the floor rolling in laughter. "I don't believe it," she said giggled madly. "The great prince of vegetables was blushing!"
Vegeta's face turned redder with embarrassment. "Stupid baka onna, she's always making a fool of me," he pouted angrily.
"Come on Veggie, don't be angry," teased Bulma as he pinched his cheeks playfully. "I'm sorry, do you forgive me?" she asked with puppy dog eyes.
"Humph," answered Vegeta, turning away from her.
"I'll take that as a yes," she muttered as she followed after him. "Hey where are you going? Wait for me!" she screeched. Bulma glanced down at her hand and smiled, her heart was healed.
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On the other side of the battlefield:
The remaining Z-fighters were gapping in shock. "How in the world does Bulma know the sayian prince?" muttered Piccolo rubbing his eyes, trying to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
"You tell me," muttered Krillin, while cussing softly under his breath. "I hope they won't hurt her, she's like a sister to me."
Gohan shook his head in confusion, as questions bounced around his head. "Why did Dad want Bulma too come? Why isn't she helping us? What is she hiding?"
Piccolo noticed Gohan and Krillin's confusion and disbelief and decided that it was now or never. "I'm sorry Bulma, but they have a right to know," he concluded mentally.
Meanwhile Nappa was staring at his prince in shock. "Did he just hug her?" he muttered, with his eyes bulging out of their sockets. "What is she, some kind of enchantress? She must have put a spell or something on Vegeta, no matter, I'll get rid of it whether it's the last thing I'd do," he growled as he narrowed his eyes in concentration.
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Author's Note:
What's Nappa's plan? What's going to happen to Bulma? Would Gohan and Krillin forgive Bulma for not telling them about her secret? What about Vegeta? Don't forget Frieza's still out there, planning havoc on the universe. Read and Find out!
Okay peeps thanx for the inspiration.hehe.anyways I'll update again when I've reached a hundred twenty reviews total.well g2g.have 2 worry about finals (.don't forget 2 REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
