The Other Side of Vegeta (Part II!)

Okay, this story is basically about Vegeta (My current obsession) and what happens when he gets bumped on the head and he has amnesia.. Which also means that he isn't his normal self! This takes place after Majjin Buu, in that 10 years that wasn't really covered (. This story is rated R for strong language, violence, graphically described sex, some sensuality, and crude humor.

Disclaimer: Sad but true, I do not own DBZ. If you were to sue me then all you would get is some Starburst or a chewy peppermint or something. Thanks for understanding.

Split Personality

Trunks woke up to a sleeping Bulma holding onto his and his father's hand. What happened? He moved around to face his mother, but she woke up before he fully turned around.

"Oh Trunks! I thought that I'd lost you! Are you ok? Are you hurting?" Bulma asked worriedly. Trunks had a sweat drop and explained that his head hurt a little, but other than that he was fine.

"Well, what happened to me, mom? I only remember telling Dad what a swearing jar was, then I guess I just blacked out."

"I am assuming that what was in that jar, you dropped, which caused an explosion, leaving both you and your father unconscious. You weren't badly damaged, only with a cut on your head, but your father broke his arm in a couple of places, hit his head, and he also had serious burns. Other than that, you both have been asleep for the past couple of days." Bulma said while twirling her hair around on her pinkie. Trunks nodded, then got out of bed quickly.

"Where do you think that you're going young man?" Bulma asked furiously.

"I'm hungry." Trunks replied innocently.

"Ok, I will be in here waiting for your father to wake up if you need me." Bulma replied with a smile like Mrs. Bunny Breifs. After Trunks left, she stayed by Vegeta's side. 'Come on, wake up!' Bulma said to herself. After waiting for a while, she laid in Trunk's bed that he had just woken up from and dozed off.
Vegeta woke up with a start. 'Where am I?' he thought to himself. He looked around and knew nothing of his surroundings. Sleeping on the bed next to him with an angelic look on her face was an aqua haired woman who seemed to have a radiant aura about her. She slept with her hand curled underneath her chin with a slight grin on her face. She seemed to glow with beauty. Vegeta's eyes almost began to water from surprise since the first person that he saw was a turquoise goddess.

Vegeta nudged her slightly. 'This woman looks vaguely familiar.' He thought to himself. He sniffed the air. 'I can smell my blood inside of her.' He felt about his neck and scratched at a bite mark that smelled of this strange blue woman. 'Do I have some sort of bond to this strange woman?'

He nudged her again, and the strange woman awakened. Vegeta gasped. He didn't want to scare her, and her eyes glowed just like her aura which seemed to make her shine even brighter.

"Oh, Vegeta! Your awake! Are you all right? Do you need anything? Knowing how you saiyans heal quickly you shouldn't need to get inside the healing tank. You don't seem worn out." The aqua woman said with a grin.

"Excuse me miss, but am I supposed know who you are?" Vegeta asked questionably. She looked at him quite strangely.

"WHAT?" She squealed with surprise.

"Did I say something that startled you? I am awfully sorry! I didn't mean to!" Vegeta said with a wounded tone.

"OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED!" She squealed with the same surprise as the last outburst. She fainted and fell onto the floor. 'What a strange woman.' Vegeta thought. 'I wonder what was wrong with her? I should walk around so that I could possibly remember where the heck I am.'

Vegeta stood up with a curious look in his eyes. He walked slowly down the hallway to a larger room with a family room that was connected to the dining room and the kitchen. Several people were sitting down there and turned around to look at him. Vegeta stuttered and didn't know what to say until words suddenly came out of his mouth.
"An blue woman has just fainted in my room. Where am I?" Vegeta asked questionably with one eyebrow tilted.

"Vegeta. You seem different!" A black haired man said to him with hair that seemed to defy horizontal gravity. He had an eccentric look on his face as he looked him over.

"Is that my name? It sounds kind of like the name of some kind of foreign noodles. Who are you?" Vegeta asked.

Everyone gasped. There must definitely be something wrong with Vegeta. But what was it?

I know, cliffie again! Try to bear with me here. I will have the next part out soon (.