Bleed for Me: By Midnight Fright
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its components
A/N: I'm still writing in Bulma's P.O.V
On to chapter 2 ^_^
Chapter 2
"Vegeta!!!!" I repeated once again throwing my arms around him, "I missed you so much!! How long has it been. 10 years?". "10 years and 124 days .. honestly woman", a small smirk graced his tanned and might I add flawless face. "As well as our 2900th anniversary", added Vegeta, then glanced out of the bush making sure no one was watching or listening to them. Looking out of the bush as well I noticed he was gazing warily at the group of teens I saw talking about him earlier.
Suddenly he grabbed my arm forcefully and pulled me through a side door right beside the cluster of bushes that we were hidden in. "Where exactly are you taking me luv", I questioned him using the pet name I had given him centuries ago. "To the school office so you can pick up you school schedule as well as mine woman", he slipped into the hallway un-noticed pulling my helpless form along with him. "Now how has the last 10 years been for you onna", he tilted his head to the side peering at my eyes if as trying to read my mind.
"Uh if you wouldn't mind, I'd rather not talk about it", I muttered trying to hold down my power level from the anger that was re-awakening inside of me. "If you really don't want to talk about it that's fine", he said in a tone that screamed out 'you-WILL-tell-me-later'.
Unbeknownst to them the group of teens I had seen earlier were watching our every step. "Who is that girl Vegeta's talking to?" inquired Chi-Chi looking strangely at us. "I dunno Chi", Goku responded. "I guess we can find out later", said 18. That was all they said before heading to class, having already gotten there schedules.
"So Vegeta for our anniversary why don't we go have ourselves a nice fresh feast for supper at a club or something like that. How does that sound?" I whispered making sure no one could hear us. "What do you think? Have I ever declined an offer of food", he unconsciously licked his lips; he hadn't eaten in weeks making his blood lust at a very high level. Finally pulling me through the double doors he pushed me roughly into a plush chair; one of the many lining the white washed wall. He walked up to the secretary and slammed his fist on the desk, nearly cracking it in the process. Turning her head to face him she said with slight sarcasm, "Vegeta don't tell me you're in trouble already?" "Hardly, I need my schedule as well as Bulma Briefs", a scowl played its way across his lips.
"Ohhhh, I see you're trying to impress the new student cause you like her. Well see is quite a looker." Commented the secretary winking at me. Grinning, I exposed my abnormally long teeth scaring the secretary a bit. "Ahhh, y-yes here um the schedules you needed; now if that's it I suppose you should get to class. Shoo", she waved her hands in a ridiculous manner signaling for us to leave.
"I guess you're a regular there huh?" I smirked much like my Vegeta did a while ago. "No actually", I gave him a look that clearly said 'you expect me to believe that'. "It's more along the lines of living there. Mainly for swearing..lots, and beating up students that so well as talk to me. That's mostly why people are staring at us, because I haven't beaten you up yet." He said nonchalantly, waving his hand in a carelessly.
Halting in front of our homeroom he muttered, "I'll save you a spot at the back of the class while you introduce yourself to the rest of the class.Have fun", he gave me a light punch on the shoulder, before he walked into the class.
'It's now or never', I pushed the door open and slammed it behind me after I entered the large classroom, gaining the attention of the entire class. The teacher, only being in his 20's, turned to see who disrupted the class, but before he actually looked at my face his gaze dropped down a few inches. Typical guy. "I'm the new transfer student from Transylvania", I sneered at the teachers gaping face. "Ahhh y-yes, hmm why don't you tell us a bit about yourself uhhh", the teacher stuttered, "It's Bulma Briefs". "Right, go on then tell us a bit about yourself Ms. Briefs", the teacher said gaining his composure. "I'm Bulma as you already know, I previously moved here from Transylvania, where I lived in Vladimir Dracula's castle for 10 years by myself. I hate the sunlight, and I loved fighting. I also haven't eaten anything since I was an infant, I live of liquids." I concluded my small introduction with a single clap. "Isn't that Vladimir guy, like Dracula", a girl with a high pitched voice and lime green hair questioned before popping her gum. "Yahhhhh", I drawled out slowly, 'How does she know my father?' "Well that was nice, why don't take a seat at any free desk. But words to the wise don't sit by Vegeta at the back of the class. I can almost guarantee you will get in trouble", Mr. Perverto finished trying desperately not to drop his gaze once more.
"I'll take your word for it", I slowly waltzed up the isle swinging my hips, gaining the attention of all the boys in the class except for one. Leisurely I flopped down in the empty chair coincidently right next to Vegeta. "What is there something wrong with him", I politely asked wrapping my arm around his broad shoulders. "Never mind", Mr. Perverto dismissed the issue with a simple wave of his hand. Class was now in progress, leaving me and Vegeta to have a chat. "So do you have any friends around this penitentiary", I asked removing my arm from his shoulders. "Yah I guess they're sitting in the row in front of us", he stated while he pointed to the 6 morsels... I mean people sitting in front of them. "Do you have any blood on you women, I haven't eaten in weeks", he looked almost pleadingly at me..almost. "Yah lemme grab you some", I dug ferociously through my bag. After seconds of digging I pulled my hand out revealing a black bottle filled with the crimson liquid.
"Here have the rest, I have more", I passed him the bottle, watching him devour the aged blood in mere seconds.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its components
A/N: I'm still writing in Bulma's P.O.V
On to chapter 2 ^_^
Chapter 2
"Vegeta!!!!" I repeated once again throwing my arms around him, "I missed you so much!! How long has it been. 10 years?". "10 years and 124 days .. honestly woman", a small smirk graced his tanned and might I add flawless face. "As well as our 2900th anniversary", added Vegeta, then glanced out of the bush making sure no one was watching or listening to them. Looking out of the bush as well I noticed he was gazing warily at the group of teens I saw talking about him earlier.
Suddenly he grabbed my arm forcefully and pulled me through a side door right beside the cluster of bushes that we were hidden in. "Where exactly are you taking me luv", I questioned him using the pet name I had given him centuries ago. "To the school office so you can pick up you school schedule as well as mine woman", he slipped into the hallway un-noticed pulling my helpless form along with him. "Now how has the last 10 years been for you onna", he tilted his head to the side peering at my eyes if as trying to read my mind.
"Uh if you wouldn't mind, I'd rather not talk about it", I muttered trying to hold down my power level from the anger that was re-awakening inside of me. "If you really don't want to talk about it that's fine", he said in a tone that screamed out 'you-WILL-tell-me-later'.
Unbeknownst to them the group of teens I had seen earlier were watching our every step. "Who is that girl Vegeta's talking to?" inquired Chi-Chi looking strangely at us. "I dunno Chi", Goku responded. "I guess we can find out later", said 18. That was all they said before heading to class, having already gotten there schedules.
"So Vegeta for our anniversary why don't we go have ourselves a nice fresh feast for supper at a club or something like that. How does that sound?" I whispered making sure no one could hear us. "What do you think? Have I ever declined an offer of food", he unconsciously licked his lips; he hadn't eaten in weeks making his blood lust at a very high level. Finally pulling me through the double doors he pushed me roughly into a plush chair; one of the many lining the white washed wall. He walked up to the secretary and slammed his fist on the desk, nearly cracking it in the process. Turning her head to face him she said with slight sarcasm, "Vegeta don't tell me you're in trouble already?" "Hardly, I need my schedule as well as Bulma Briefs", a scowl played its way across his lips.
"Ohhhh, I see you're trying to impress the new student cause you like her. Well see is quite a looker." Commented the secretary winking at me. Grinning, I exposed my abnormally long teeth scaring the secretary a bit. "Ahhh, y-yes here um the schedules you needed; now if that's it I suppose you should get to class. Shoo", she waved her hands in a ridiculous manner signaling for us to leave.
"I guess you're a regular there huh?" I smirked much like my Vegeta did a while ago. "No actually", I gave him a look that clearly said 'you expect me to believe that'. "It's more along the lines of living there. Mainly for swearing..lots, and beating up students that so well as talk to me. That's mostly why people are staring at us, because I haven't beaten you up yet." He said nonchalantly, waving his hand in a carelessly.
Halting in front of our homeroom he muttered, "I'll save you a spot at the back of the class while you introduce yourself to the rest of the class.Have fun", he gave me a light punch on the shoulder, before he walked into the class.
'It's now or never', I pushed the door open and slammed it behind me after I entered the large classroom, gaining the attention of the entire class. The teacher, only being in his 20's, turned to see who disrupted the class, but before he actually looked at my face his gaze dropped down a few inches. Typical guy. "I'm the new transfer student from Transylvania", I sneered at the teachers gaping face. "Ahhh y-yes, hmm why don't you tell us a bit about yourself uhhh", the teacher stuttered, "It's Bulma Briefs". "Right, go on then tell us a bit about yourself Ms. Briefs", the teacher said gaining his composure. "I'm Bulma as you already know, I previously moved here from Transylvania, where I lived in Vladimir Dracula's castle for 10 years by myself. I hate the sunlight, and I loved fighting. I also haven't eaten anything since I was an infant, I live of liquids." I concluded my small introduction with a single clap. "Isn't that Vladimir guy, like Dracula", a girl with a high pitched voice and lime green hair questioned before popping her gum. "Yahhhhh", I drawled out slowly, 'How does she know my father?' "Well that was nice, why don't take a seat at any free desk. But words to the wise don't sit by Vegeta at the back of the class. I can almost guarantee you will get in trouble", Mr. Perverto finished trying desperately not to drop his gaze once more.
"I'll take your word for it", I slowly waltzed up the isle swinging my hips, gaining the attention of all the boys in the class except for one. Leisurely I flopped down in the empty chair coincidently right next to Vegeta. "What is there something wrong with him", I politely asked wrapping my arm around his broad shoulders. "Never mind", Mr. Perverto dismissed the issue with a simple wave of his hand. Class was now in progress, leaving me and Vegeta to have a chat. "So do you have any friends around this penitentiary", I asked removing my arm from his shoulders. "Yah I guess they're sitting in the row in front of us", he stated while he pointed to the 6 morsels... I mean people sitting in front of them. "Do you have any blood on you women, I haven't eaten in weeks", he looked almost pleadingly at me..almost. "Yah lemme grab you some", I dug ferociously through my bag. After seconds of digging I pulled my hand out revealing a black bottle filled with the crimson liquid.
"Here have the rest, I have more", I passed him the bottle, watching him devour the aged blood in mere seconds.