Childhood Dreams

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Vegeta turned around, and his eyes widened with shock and fear.

It was heading straight towards Bulma.

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He had no idea where his feet were carrying him, or why he felt scared. Not for himself...but for Bulma.

"Damn," he cursed as he jumped in front of her. He crossed his arms as he held off the blast, his back to Bulma. Shielding her...protecting her.

The blast hit him hard, almost knocking him off his feet. Although Vegeta might not admit it, he was weak right now. Vulnerable. He was totally drained from his battled with Bulma. I don't think I have the strength to protect her.

Vegeta strained against the blast trying to stop it. His feet slid backwards slowly, until he knew he was inches away from destruction. It was simple, either Bulma died or he could.

He bowed his head as his breathing grew frantic. He threw a glance over his shoulder at Bulma, "Get out of the way!" he hissed, ignoring the pain as the Ki ball slowly cut into his hands.

Bulma stared at him wide eyed, as she refused to budge. "I won't leave you!" she snapped as she forced herself to stand up. "I don't care what you've done in the past. I don't care what you've done now. I can't and I won't leave you to die!" she screamed as she charged forward towards the blast.

Vegeta tried to push her away, but he was too weak. The combination of the blast and energy that he'd spent up fighting with Bulma was too much for him to handle.

She lifted her hands and fired a blast towards the enormous Ki ball. "Ice Dragon!" she shrieked as her hands glowed with power. Not Ki, but magic. (don't forget, she's half-Aphasian.)

His eyes grew wide with shock, as the air filled with fog. Vegeta strained his eyes trying to see what Bulma was up too.

Her face was set with determination, and her eyes were dark, like maelstrom. Sparks emitted from her fingertips, almost as if they had a life of their own. The flew higher and higher, as lightning flared across the sky. A shape formed...distant...yet so powerful. A dragon.

It had silvery white scales, and thick blue wings. However it was transparent, well...almost...it was made out of ice. The eyes shriveled around and glared at Nappa who cowered in fear.

Throughout his whole entire life, he had never seen something so grand. So strong...not even...not even Frieza.

The dragon flew towards the blast, in a shrieking storm of wind and ice. It snaked around the blast, spiraling. It covered ever inch of Ki with it's body, before turning towards Bulma for directions.

Bulma nodded, as she muttered words in a language that Vegeta didn't know. There was a moment of silence before the dragon exploded in a flash of blinding light.

Vegeta rubbed his eyes in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes, Bulma, his childhood friend had just done magic. Quite successfully at any rate.

He looked towards Bulma, and found her smiling brightly. Pixy dust was falling upon them, sparkling...magical. She looked almost energetic...almost as if she had been revived...

"What did you do?" he choked out, ignoring Bulma's glare. "You never told me you could do magic," he murmured with a hurt look in his eyes.

Bulma snapped her head towards him, "Look, I appreciate you for risking your life for me. I do really," she muttered softening it, when she saw Vegeta's distressed face. "But, there's a lot you don't know about me...too much..." she trailed off.

Vegeta's eyes narrowed as a thought occurred to him. "How come I have to tell you everything I've done in my life, and you don't?" he growled as he stomped his feet impatiently. However, almost instantly he collapsed, he knew as he fell into darkness...that this would be the end...always alone...

But something stopped him, he warily opened his eyes and were met with Bulma's sapphire ones. "Vegeta?" whispered Bulma, sending shivers down his spine. "Are you alright?" she asked, worry evident in her eyes.

He nodded reluctantly as he tried to push himself out of her arms. "Answer my question onna," he demanded crossing his arms defiantly. "And because I just can isn't an answer," he taunted.

Bulma sighed and sat down next to him. "The only difference is that I used my power for good...not evil. You on the other hand...I'm not so sure..."

Vegeta growled as he furiously ran his fingers though his hair. "I was forced to kill, against my will," he snapped, causing Bulma's eyes to widen in surprise. "Do you think I would kill people for no reason? To extinguish races just like that?" he said snapping his fingers. "No, it his his fault...he destroyed my life."

Bulma leaned closer and looked deeply into his eyes. "Who?"

"FRIEZA"

She flinched slightly at his tone. It was filled with anger, and untamed furry, but underneath all that was hurt and pain. He had been through hell the past few years and had survived.

"Look Vegeta I'm sorry," she whispered as tears filled her eyes. "I didn't know, I thought...I thought..."

"What?" snapped Vegeta, trying to sound harsh. However his voice came out as a loving caress.

"I thought that you'd killed my friends...I thought that you did it because you were angry at me. That you were...evil," she finished as she buried her face against his chest.

Vegeta however was frowning in confusion. "I didn't kill the brat...or baldy, and Nappa was with me the whole time...what would have happened?" he pondered, before turning towards Gohan shooting him a death stare. "He must have lied to her...but why? It wouldn't have made a difference...unless...

"NAPPA! Get you weak pathetic ass over here. NOW!" he demanded, turning towards Gohan. "You too brat!"

"Why?" he hissed softly as he cradled Bulma softly in his arms. "Why did you turn against me Nappa? Did Frieza offer you a large award if you would bring in my head? Or break me?" his eyes dark with fury.

Nappa shook his head nervously, unable too meet Vegeta's glare. Whenever the prince got that look in his eyes, he was bound to kill...too destroy...murder...

"It was for you own good. That witch cast a spell on you!" insisted Nappa, as he glared cruelly at Bulma. The prince would naturally pick him over some stupid girl. After all he's served Vegeta loyally for years, and besides the girl was replaceable. However he wasn't prepared when a deadly blast was shoot at him...straight at his heart.

Nappa lay there dying...his eyes glued on Vegeta's. "Why?" he whispered, as blood dribbled down his chin. "Why...." he mumbled before the darkness claimed him.

Vegeta turned towards Gohan, who was shaking with fear. "Come here brat..."

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