Childhood Dreams
Disclaimer: not much.hehe.sorry bout the long wait.been busy w/skewl.lol.who isn't..stupid teachers..stupid grades..grumble.blah. I'll update again when I've reached 145 reviews total.lol.show some support peoples.I actually wrote a longer chapter.hehe
Anyways on 2 the story!
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Vegeta gracefully did a flip and landed on his feet, before launching himself towards her again.
They exchanged blow after blow, their Ki were both dwindling downwards rapidly. However they were both of their pride's refused to allowed them to quit. They fought for hours on end, until the sun began to set, painting streaks of blood across the sky.
Gohan looked shell-shocked at those words, "You mean that there's more bad news," he muttered softly.
"She's a Sayian," he muttered quickly, closing his eyes in anticipation. "I'm sorry Bulma, but I had no other choice," he whispered mentally.
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"WHAT" they bellowed loudly. "That's impossible," muttered Gohan with his face set grimly. "She's not like them, she's not a murderer," he trailed off slowly, as his eyes widened with horror. "She isn't is she?" he asked with pleading eyes.
Krillin stuttered at those words, the exact same thoughts were bombarding his brain. She had betrayed them; their whole entire friendship had been based on a lie.
Piccolo looked down at them sadly, "So that's why Bulma didn't want them to know. They just weren't strong enough to handle the truth," he thought while slapping himself mentally. "What have I done? Poor Bulma, she really did treat them as true friends. She's never betrayed them in any way; she remained loyal despite all the circumstances," sighed Piccolo regretfully. "They'll never trust her again."
"Well, aren't you going to answer my question Piccolo-san?" demanded Gohan, his childish face set at an angry pout, shaking Piccolo out of his trance.
"I, I'm not sure," muttered Piccolo quickly under his breath, hoping that Gohan and Krillin wouldn't hear it.
Krillin narrowed his eyes in disgust, "I should have known, all these years I've know that she was somehow different. If only I'd paid more attention."
"Whenever we were in trouble, she always kept her head during these situations. She wasn't even nervous," he reflected not noticing the surprise glances he was receiving from all sides. "She even seemed amused."
"Whenever she witnessed a battle, her eyes," he trailed off looking puzzled and betrayed.
"Go on," coaxed Gohan as he squeezed Krillin's shoulder encouragingly.
"Her eyes turned cold and excited. If you look closely you'll see her eyes sparkling with bloodlust," he muttered as he looked at the clouds, lost in thought.
Gohan threw his hands up in frustration, "So are you implying that she can't be trusted?"
Krillin stood stiff and silent like a statue refusing to say a word. However mentally he was reeling with horror at the new discovery. "She's a traitor," his mind whispered, "She can't be trusted. Never again."
"Krillin?" asked Gohan nervously as he shook his shoulders roughly. "Are you all right?" he asked with genuine concern in his eyes.
"Sure kid," he muttered pushing Gohan gently aside, before facing Piccolo abruptly. "So how do you feel about her being as Sayian?" he spat.
"That's not important," snapped Piccolo as he tried his best to hide his discomfort.
"Answer me," snapped Krillin, as his eyes flashed dangerously, causing his Ki to flicker around him. "Stop trying to avoid the question."
Piccolo glared at the ground, trying feverishly to gather his bearing. "She did betray us," he thought accusingly. "However, it was for a good reason, she's never caused us any harm in the past, so why must we worry now?" he concluded mentally. "If she decides to join the Sayians, we'll all be doomed," he thought nervously.
Krillin and Gohan had been watching emotions flicker across Piccolo's face. "So." said Gohan as he trailed off nervously, "What do you think Piccolo?"
Piccolo slowly tore his glare away from the ground and looked them dead in the eyes. "I've decided that we should keep an eye on her, just to make sure that they're not planning anything," he said slowly. "Out of curiosity, why aren't you mad at Goku or Gohan? Sayian blood also flows freely in their veins. "
Lost for words, Krillin stared at Piccolo for a few seconds before replying, "That's the difference between them. Bulma was raised by Sayian Traditions, while Goku wasn't. She might have lived on Earth for a few years, however she's never really belonged."
He took a deep breath before continuing, "On the other hand Goku was raised right here on earth, with no knowledge of ever begin a Sayian. Although his strength is far beyond that of a normal earthling, they are by far one of us."
Piccolo nodded, pushing back all of the doubt he had about the situation. If he had to choose a side, he would have to stick to his decision.
"So do you have any ideas?" asked Krillin as he paced back and forth, as a massive shadow blocked his way.
"I do," said Nappa as he grabbed Krillin by the scruff of his shirt and holding him up so they could see eye to eye.
"You want the onna to remain on your side right?" questioned Nappa ignoring the Krillin's frightened cries.
Piccolo then stepped in, "That's correct Sayian, and what's that got to do with anything?"
A cruel and evil smile lit up Nappa's face. "Well I suppose you're in luck," he snapped, "I want the onna leave the prince alone. He's becoming weak thanks to her."
"So the question is, are you going to help me?" said Nappa as he tossed Krillin on the ground causing him to run frantically behind Piccolo and Gohan.
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Blow after blow, they fought, never giving up. Fully aware that it was more then just a battle, it was a test of their wits, skill and power.
Bulma sent a thunderous blast towards Vegeta only to have it canceled out by his own blast. They both growled at each other furiously, before rushing towards each other.
Light flared across the sky as numerous Ki blasts were sent hurdling towards earth.
"I must admit," panted Vegeta as he ducked one of Bulma's punches which missed him by a few centimeters. "You've become stronger."
"You too Vegeta," replied Bulma as she wiped sweat off her brow, not noticing that her hair was whipping around in the wind.
They both glanced at each other and smiled wickedly, it was time to end the battle once and for all.
"Final Flash!" yelled Vegeta as he released an extremely powerful blast straight at Bulma.
She saw bluish purplish light flying towards her at an amazing speed, however she was prepared.
"Hellish Ice!" roared Bulma as she formed a Ki blast and sent it towards Vegeta.
The blasts met in mid-air and for seconds it was a stand still, at times it seemed that Bulma was winning, and then Vegeta would gain the upper hand.
"I've had enough!" they both thought simultaneously as they released a scream of fury and increased their Ki dramatically.
An explosion tore across the sky, throwing the two fierce competitors into a rocky mountain.
A few hours later, sat up and opened his eyes before observing the destruction that lay before him. The combination of their blasts had been too much for them to handle and had temporarly destroyed everything within a few hundred miles.
"So who won?" thought Vegeta as he began to pull himself up slowly. Suddenly he stopped, "Where's Bulma? I hope she isn't hurt," he muttered as he quickly went to search for her. "If something happened to her, I'll never be able to forgive myself."
Vegeta climbed over the rough terrain, that closely resembled the bloody battlefield that he was so use to. Suddenly he saw a flicker of blue of up ahead, "Bulma," he whispered as he continued on towards her.
He kneeled down next her limp for, before shaking her slightly. "Are you alright?" he asked before staring deeply into her eyes. While searching for any sign of pain or discomfort.
Bulma was too weak to answer, and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Veggie, I'm tired," she muttered softly, before trailing off. "I want some rest."
Vegeta agreed silently, they had a long day ahead of them and it would be for the best if they regained all their health. "Go to sleep onna," he muttered as he wrapped his arms around her protectively, as he buried his face in her hair.
"Night, veggie," she whispered, as she fell into a deep slumber.
A true smile lit up Vegeta's face, "Good-night Onna," as he kissed her cheek gently. "Good-night"
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Awww.how sweet! When are Bulma and Vegeta gonna fall in love? Will they ever see each other as something more then friends? Would they be able to overcome the challenges together in the future? What about Nappa and the Z- fighter's plan? Read and Find Out!
NOTE: I'll update again when I've reached 145 reviews total.lol.show some support peoples.I actually wrote a longer chapter.hehe
Disclaimer: not much.hehe.sorry bout the long wait.been busy w/skewl.lol.who isn't..stupid teachers..stupid grades..grumble.blah. I'll update again when I've reached 145 reviews total.lol.show some support peoples.I actually wrote a longer chapter.hehe
Anyways on 2 the story!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~* Last time:
Vegeta gracefully did a flip and landed on his feet, before launching himself towards her again.
They exchanged blow after blow, their Ki were both dwindling downwards rapidly. However they were both of their pride's refused to allowed them to quit. They fought for hours on end, until the sun began to set, painting streaks of blood across the sky.
Gohan looked shell-shocked at those words, "You mean that there's more bad news," he muttered softly.
"She's a Sayian," he muttered quickly, closing his eyes in anticipation. "I'm sorry Bulma, but I had no other choice," he whispered mentally.
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"WHAT" they bellowed loudly. "That's impossible," muttered Gohan with his face set grimly. "She's not like them, she's not a murderer," he trailed off slowly, as his eyes widened with horror. "She isn't is she?" he asked with pleading eyes.
Krillin stuttered at those words, the exact same thoughts were bombarding his brain. She had betrayed them; their whole entire friendship had been based on a lie.
Piccolo looked down at them sadly, "So that's why Bulma didn't want them to know. They just weren't strong enough to handle the truth," he thought while slapping himself mentally. "What have I done? Poor Bulma, she really did treat them as true friends. She's never betrayed them in any way; she remained loyal despite all the circumstances," sighed Piccolo regretfully. "They'll never trust her again."
"Well, aren't you going to answer my question Piccolo-san?" demanded Gohan, his childish face set at an angry pout, shaking Piccolo out of his trance.
"I, I'm not sure," muttered Piccolo quickly under his breath, hoping that Gohan and Krillin wouldn't hear it.
Krillin narrowed his eyes in disgust, "I should have known, all these years I've know that she was somehow different. If only I'd paid more attention."
"Whenever we were in trouble, she always kept her head during these situations. She wasn't even nervous," he reflected not noticing the surprise glances he was receiving from all sides. "She even seemed amused."
"Whenever she witnessed a battle, her eyes," he trailed off looking puzzled and betrayed.
"Go on," coaxed Gohan as he squeezed Krillin's shoulder encouragingly.
"Her eyes turned cold and excited. If you look closely you'll see her eyes sparkling with bloodlust," he muttered as he looked at the clouds, lost in thought.
Gohan threw his hands up in frustration, "So are you implying that she can't be trusted?"
Krillin stood stiff and silent like a statue refusing to say a word. However mentally he was reeling with horror at the new discovery. "She's a traitor," his mind whispered, "She can't be trusted. Never again."
"Krillin?" asked Gohan nervously as he shook his shoulders roughly. "Are you all right?" he asked with genuine concern in his eyes.
"Sure kid," he muttered pushing Gohan gently aside, before facing Piccolo abruptly. "So how do you feel about her being as Sayian?" he spat.
"That's not important," snapped Piccolo as he tried his best to hide his discomfort.
"Answer me," snapped Krillin, as his eyes flashed dangerously, causing his Ki to flicker around him. "Stop trying to avoid the question."
Piccolo glared at the ground, trying feverishly to gather his bearing. "She did betray us," he thought accusingly. "However, it was for a good reason, she's never caused us any harm in the past, so why must we worry now?" he concluded mentally. "If she decides to join the Sayians, we'll all be doomed," he thought nervously.
Krillin and Gohan had been watching emotions flicker across Piccolo's face. "So." said Gohan as he trailed off nervously, "What do you think Piccolo?"
Piccolo slowly tore his glare away from the ground and looked them dead in the eyes. "I've decided that we should keep an eye on her, just to make sure that they're not planning anything," he said slowly. "Out of curiosity, why aren't you mad at Goku or Gohan? Sayian blood also flows freely in their veins. "
Lost for words, Krillin stared at Piccolo for a few seconds before replying, "That's the difference between them. Bulma was raised by Sayian Traditions, while Goku wasn't. She might have lived on Earth for a few years, however she's never really belonged."
He took a deep breath before continuing, "On the other hand Goku was raised right here on earth, with no knowledge of ever begin a Sayian. Although his strength is far beyond that of a normal earthling, they are by far one of us."
Piccolo nodded, pushing back all of the doubt he had about the situation. If he had to choose a side, he would have to stick to his decision.
"So do you have any ideas?" asked Krillin as he paced back and forth, as a massive shadow blocked his way.
"I do," said Nappa as he grabbed Krillin by the scruff of his shirt and holding him up so they could see eye to eye.
"You want the onna to remain on your side right?" questioned Nappa ignoring the Krillin's frightened cries.
Piccolo then stepped in, "That's correct Sayian, and what's that got to do with anything?"
A cruel and evil smile lit up Nappa's face. "Well I suppose you're in luck," he snapped, "I want the onna leave the prince alone. He's becoming weak thanks to her."
"So the question is, are you going to help me?" said Nappa as he tossed Krillin on the ground causing him to run frantically behind Piccolo and Gohan.
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Blow after blow, they fought, never giving up. Fully aware that it was more then just a battle, it was a test of their wits, skill and power.
Bulma sent a thunderous blast towards Vegeta only to have it canceled out by his own blast. They both growled at each other furiously, before rushing towards each other.
Light flared across the sky as numerous Ki blasts were sent hurdling towards earth.
"I must admit," panted Vegeta as he ducked one of Bulma's punches which missed him by a few centimeters. "You've become stronger."
"You too Vegeta," replied Bulma as she wiped sweat off her brow, not noticing that her hair was whipping around in the wind.
They both glanced at each other and smiled wickedly, it was time to end the battle once and for all.
"Final Flash!" yelled Vegeta as he released an extremely powerful blast straight at Bulma.
She saw bluish purplish light flying towards her at an amazing speed, however she was prepared.
"Hellish Ice!" roared Bulma as she formed a Ki blast and sent it towards Vegeta.
The blasts met in mid-air and for seconds it was a stand still, at times it seemed that Bulma was winning, and then Vegeta would gain the upper hand.
"I've had enough!" they both thought simultaneously as they released a scream of fury and increased their Ki dramatically.
An explosion tore across the sky, throwing the two fierce competitors into a rocky mountain.
A few hours later, sat up and opened his eyes before observing the destruction that lay before him. The combination of their blasts had been too much for them to handle and had temporarly destroyed everything within a few hundred miles.
"So who won?" thought Vegeta as he began to pull himself up slowly. Suddenly he stopped, "Where's Bulma? I hope she isn't hurt," he muttered as he quickly went to search for her. "If something happened to her, I'll never be able to forgive myself."
Vegeta climbed over the rough terrain, that closely resembled the bloody battlefield that he was so use to. Suddenly he saw a flicker of blue of up ahead, "Bulma," he whispered as he continued on towards her.
He kneeled down next her limp for, before shaking her slightly. "Are you alright?" he asked before staring deeply into her eyes. While searching for any sign of pain or discomfort.
Bulma was too weak to answer, and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Veggie, I'm tired," she muttered softly, before trailing off. "I want some rest."
Vegeta agreed silently, they had a long day ahead of them and it would be for the best if they regained all their health. "Go to sleep onna," he muttered as he wrapped his arms around her protectively, as he buried his face in her hair.
"Night, veggie," she whispered, as she fell into a deep slumber.
A true smile lit up Vegeta's face, "Good-night Onna," as he kissed her cheek gently. "Good-night"
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Awww.how sweet! When are Bulma and Vegeta gonna fall in love? Will they ever see each other as something more then friends? Would they be able to overcome the challenges together in the future? What about Nappa and the Z- fighter's plan? Read and Find Out!
NOTE: I'll update again when I've reached 145 reviews total.lol.show some support peoples.I actually wrote a longer chapter.hehe
