A Match Made in Heaven
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Chapter 12 ~ Surprise Surprise!
He had finished beating Kakkarot at sparing, so Vegeta sat around his room wondering where Bulma was. Although she was not prominent in his mind, he could not help but think about her, and what she said that her father did. He had gone back to his room, to discover that she had left, and his suitcases were gone.
A soldier tapped on his door and his eyes flashed as he snapped, "Enter."
"Uh, your highness. Your ship is ready to leave."
He stared at the soldier not responding. Finally, he stood up and motioned for the soldier to exit behind him.
As he made his way through the palace to the launching pad, a soldier who had been sprinting around the corner ran straight into him. A pissed Vegeta hoisted the soldier off the ground and threw him up against the wall. Picking him up by his neck, Vegeta pinned him to the wall. "Tell me one reason why I should not kill you?"
The fear was evident in the eyes of the poor, shaking soldier. "I… I'm s…sorry, Pr…Prince," he stuttered.
Vegeta smirked. "That's not a very good reason."
The soldier nearly fainted at the words. "TheKingsentustofindaprisonerwhoescaped," he breathed out quickly.
The Prince frowned when the soldier mentioned his father. "Hold your arm out. Like this." Vegeta held his arm parallel to the floor, his hand in a fist, with the thumb on top.
The soldier, still shaking, held out his arm, but was unable to hold it still.
Vegeta grabbed the soldier's fist and held his arm steady. With a quick movement, barely visible, he smashed his closed fist into the soldier's elbow. The cracking of the bones was audible and the other soldier still following Vegeta gasped as the other one collapsed holding his arm. Uncontrollable tears popped out of the soldier's eyes as he grasped his arm and hurried away before he pissed the Prince off even more.
This time Vegeta turned towards the soldier following him. "And why the fuck are you still following me, do you think I'm so stupid as to not be able to find my way to my ship?"
The other unfortunate soldier shook his head and mouthed the word 'no'.
Vegeta just looked at the soldier and smirked. "Get the hell out of my eyesight before I decide to take out my anger on you, too."
The soldier practically phased out of the room in order to get away from the Prince, who stood there chuckling.
He turned down the next hallway and found himself facing the door to the launching pad. The door swished open and he quickly searched for his ship, which, like always, was the one closest to the door. Vegeta started his mandatory check of the ship before the takeoff. First, was to make sure that he had the pilot that he had requested, next was to make sure that Kakkarot and his clothing was there, and third was to make sure there was enough food, Kami knows he would actually run out of food.
Vegeta settled into his room, a satisfied look upon his face as he felt the ship shake from the takeoff.
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Bulma breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the floor underneath her rumble with the takeoff. She relaxed in the closet and almost laughed in glee when she realized that she had gotten away from the damn King. Her laughter quickly died as the door to the closet was opened and she was yanked out of it.
She screamed, kicking and fighting whoever it was that had grabbed her.
"Bulma!?" Kakkarot questioned, "Why are you here… and why were you in my closet? Is Chichi there too?" He eagerly set Bulma down and peered into the closet.
The blue-haired Saiyan breathed a sigh of relief, she actually thought one of the King's goons had found her. "No, Kakkarot," she said laughing, "Chichi is not here."
He looked disappointed. "Well, how did you g…"
"I ran away, Kakkarot," she looked away.
"Vegeta's not going to like that when he gets back," he said, trying to sound as though he were chastising her.
She shook her head, "I wasn't running away from Vegeta, I was running away from his father."
Kakkarot looked puzzled (AN: when doesn't he?), but Bulma interrupted his thoughts before he could ask them. "It's a long story, Kakkarot, and I don't want to tell it."
"Oh," the tall Saiyan looked sad. "But Vegeta's here! Maybe you can tell him!"
"No! We cannot tell him that I'm here… he'll kill me."
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Vegeta had been unpacking in his room when he came upon a white case filled with tiny capsules. Puzzled, he flipped the box over in his hands to try to figure out who it could belong to, but no writing appeared on the case or capsules anywhere. Maybe Kakkarot will know who's these are, well… I doubt that he knows anything, but I can still try. He exited his bedroom and walked up to the adjacent door, entering the room without announcing his presence.
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Kakkarot had sensed the Prince coming, so he quickly forced Bulma back into the closet and hurried over to the door to greet the Prince.
The door swished open and Vegeta held up the white case. "Do you know who these belong t…"
"No!" Kakkarot pushed the Prince out of his room and sealed the door shut.
Vegeta glared at the door, wondering why Kakkarot had shoved him out of the room. He thought about forcing his way back into the room, but decided against it. He wanted to be well rested when he destroyed the planet.
***AN – BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! You all thought that Vegeta pulled Bulma out of the closet, didn't you!!!! Well… YOU THOUGHT WRONG!!!!!!!! Sorry, I just love making you all think you know what's coming next!!! Will Vegeta ever find out the Bulma is on his ship… stay tuned!
I have another idea for a story. If you've read Torments of a Saiyan (if you haven't read it, then), you'll know that's kinda from Vegeta's POV. I was thinking of writing one from Bulma' POV called Torments of a Human… does it sound like something that would be good? Leave your ideas in the reviews please!
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