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Stef-Chan's ficcie "A shoulder to lean on" A V/B AND a G/B ficcie... how cool is that?
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Heroes
Chapter 7: Blurry
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~*Everything's so blurry*~
"V-Vegeta? What in hell's name are YOU doing here?" Chichi squealed as she caught a glimpse of the spiky haired man.
"Simple woman. You wish that fool Kakarot back, and I want back what's mine. Logic would prove we should work together, wouldn't you agree?" He asked as he stepped past her into the house.
~*And everyone's so fake*~
"What do you mean work together? Goku ran to that whore of yours! What's there to work on?" Chichi cried hysterically, before realizing she was still in only a flimsy bath robe. She pulled the fabric tighter around her body, but Vegeta seemed oblivious either way.
"Well, tell me woman, do you LIKE knowing that Kakarot and the woman are sleeping together right this instant?" Vegeta smirked as he saw the hurt look that crossed her face.
~*And everybody's empty*~
"Of course not! It's just... well, there's really nothing I can do about it."
"So you say, but tell me... exactly how much DO you know about Saiyan Mating laws?" He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
~*And everything is so messed up*~
"Well, really, nothing. Why? Is there something I should know?" She asked softly.
"I should think so." Vegeta replied, his smirk never wavering.
~*Pre-occupied without you*~
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"Bulma! Telephone!" Bulma's father called from the basement, where his lab was located.
"I got it dad!" She called back, before reaching over to answer the phone. "Hello?"
~*I cannot live at all*~
"Bulma? Hey! I've been trying to find you forever!" Yamcha's voice called cheerfully into her ear.
"Oh.. Well, you know how I am, can't stay still for too awfully long." She replied, making the biggest effort she could to not let her problems known.
~*My whole world surrounds you*~
"Right, and just why do you feel the need to lie to me?" Yamcha asked quietly.
"W-what're you talking about?" She stuttered.
~*I stumble then I crawl*~
"i dunno yet, I'll be over there in just a few though, ok?" Yamcha said quickly, not even waiting for her reply before he hung up the phone.
"Great. Just perfect." she mumbled to herself as she hung up.
~*You could be my someone*~
She gave a quick sigh, before standing from the couch, and walking to the kitchen. Goku was still there, pressed against the sink washing the dishes. Bulma blinked at the fact he hadn't seemed to have broken any.. yet.. She walked over to the taller man, and placed her arms around his muscular chest. She laid her head down against his back, oblivious to the wide eyed smile she got from the man in front of her.
~*You could be my scene*~
He dried his hands off quickly, and turned to face her. He leaned down, and captured her lips with his own, his muscular arms drawing her tightly into his chest. And THIS was the scene Yamcha walked in on.
"Hey Bul.... HOLY SHIT!" He exclaimed upon seeing his two best friends engaged in a rather passionate kiss. "Um... should I come back later?" He asked timidly.
~*You know that I'll protect you*~
The two lovers broke their embrace, and turned to face the scarred man.
"Heh, no, you're good." Goku said with a smile.
~*From all of the obscene*~
"Yeah, sorry about that." Bulma added, her cheeks burning a rosy red color.
"Ok, good. Now, someone wanna tell me what's going on here? I mean.. there's something VERY wrong with this picture!" He exclaimed, pointing to Goku's arms, which were still wrapped tightly around Bulma's waist.
~*I wonder what you're doing*~
"What's wrong with it?" Bulma asked as she snuggled in closer to Goku's chest.
"Well, let's see here. You're both MARRIED!! To other people!!" Yamcha shouted, before shutting up as he saw the murderous rage that flashed across Bulma's face.
~*Imagine where you are*~
"Don't EVEN give me that shit Yamcha! I don't care anymore! I've been through way too much for you to even begin to comprehend, understood?" With that, she wretched herself from Goku's arms, and stormed from the room, much to the bewilderment of the two men.
"What just happened here?" Yamcha asked quietly. He turned his attention to Goku, who at that moment, had an expression on his face that Yamcha was quite sure mirrored his own.
~*There's oceans in between us, but that's not very far*~
"No idea, maybe I should go check on her, huh?" Goku asked, his expression never changing.
"No, let me. I wanna know what's going on in here." Yamcha said with a smile, before exiting the kitchen, and jogging up the steps to Bulma's bedroom. He didn't even have to pay attention to where he was going... he knew the route by heart.
~*Can ya take it all away?*~
He gave a sad smile upon reaching her door, and hearing the soft sobs that came from within. He knocked gently on the door, smiling again when he heard something heavy hit the other side. Taking that as his cue to enter, he walked into the room, and his head was almost taken off by a shoe.
"You perv! i coulda been naked in here!" Bulma squealed.
~*When you shoved it in my face*~
"Oh, hush Bulma! it's not like there's anything there I haven't see before!" Yamcha cut back calmly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Like I said. Perv! Now that you've decided to walk in on me, what can I help you with?" She said, trying her hardest to hold back the giggles.
~*Explain again to me*~
It didn't work.
"Well, I was wondering what was going on between you and Goku. And for that matter, where ChiChi and Monkey man are through all of this."
~*Everyone is changing, there's no one left that's real*~
"I could care LESS where that man is! As for Chichi, you'd have to ask Goku. The last time I saw her, she wasn't at ALL pleased with me." She said with a smirk.
"Well, I think I can guess why." He remarked dryly. "But, what I don't understand, is what happened to you and Vegeta?"
~*So make up your own ending*~
Bulma grimaced visibly. "I can't talk about it yet Yamcha. Soon, I promise. Just... not yet." She said solemnly, as she turned away so he couldn't see the tears that sprang into her eyes.
"Hey, I understand. Just... can you PLEASE tell me what's going on between you and Goku?" Yamcha asked as he placed an arm on her shoulder to comfort her. He arched an eyebrow when she flinched under his touch, but she appeared to settle into the friendly embrace after a moment.
~*And let me know just how you feel*~
"Well, me and Goku are..." She trailed off, before turning to hug the man that had once been her world. The man that was now one of her best friends.
"You're not sleeping with him, are you?" He asked, a bit concerned.
~*Cause I am lost without you*~
"Um... no?" She replied, her gaze unable to meet his own.
"You ARE!! Man, Who would've thought GOKU would get the girl!! But... damn Bulma... aren't you in the least worried about what Chichi's gonna do to you?" He asked, a look of shock registering across his features.
~*I cannot live at all*~
"I'm not worried about that right now, Yamcha." She replied.
"Perhaps you should be." A gruff voice said from the balcony doorway.
~*My whole world surrounds you*~
Yamcha threw Bulma behind him, and growled menacingly at the Saiyan Prince, who, at that moment was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, the permanent smirk plastered onto his handsome face.
"Aww, Look Vegeta. Seems Bulma's grown tired of Goku already. I knew she was a whore." Chichi sneered, and Bulma for the first time, noticed the dark haired woman standing there. She in turn shot her a go-to-hell look.
~*I stumble then I crawl*~
"Bite me bitch." Bulma snarled, and attempted to lunge at the other woman. And would have, had Yamcha not pushed her backwards again.
"Bulma, for once in your life, SHUT UP!" He growled as he pushed her small form behind him once again. She growled lightly at him, but didn't resist.
~*And you could be my someone*~
"I don't see why you bother trying to keep me from her human. You failed last time, and you'll fail this time as well." Vegeta sneered, his gaze never leaving Bulma's.
"Fuck you, Vegeta." Yamcha spat back, the memory of losing Bulma to Vegeta evidentially still having a rather nasty effect on him.
~*You could be my scene*~
"Tsk tsk tsk. Would you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Vegeta egged on, the smirk still in place.
"My mother's been dead for as long as I can remember. So, Fuck you." Yamcha repeated. His arm snaked behind him to catch one of Bulma's trembling hands in his own.
~*You know that I will save you from all of the unclean*~
"Spare me the drama, scar boy. Woman, go get that moron Kakarot. I have something to say I think he might want to hear." Vegeta said.
"O-ok." Bulma said as she backed from the room. She ran quickly down the hall, and back down the steps, slipping and falling down the last two. She attempted to stand, only to find a strong arm locked around her, helping her to her feet.
~*I wonder what you're doing*~
"Bulma? You ok?" Goku questioned softly upon seeing the panicked look on her face.
"Just... come with me! Please!" She exclaimed, before turning around and running back up the stairs. A sickening thought rose into her mind. She'd left Yamcha alone with Vegeta. It was no secret that the two didn't quite get along.. She ran even faster back down the hall, and swung into her doorway, followed by a VERY confused Saiyan.
~*Wonder where you are*~
"Bulma? Wha-..." His question was cut short as he saw the Saiyan no Ouji and the dark haired woman, his wife standing in Bulma's... THEIR bedroom. "And what the hell are YOU doing here?" He snarled, before he too pushed Bulma behind him. She rolled her eyes, and moved back behind Yamcha. After all, who could blame her. Would YOU want to be behind an angry Saiyan when he's powering up? Didn't think so.
"Ah, what's the matter honey? You don't look happy to see me." Chichi said with an evil grin. She slowly advanced on Goku, her eyes never leaving his own. She reached a hand out to touch his face, but was thrown away quickly by some unseen force.
~*There's oceans in between us*~
Yamcha, Goku, and Vegeta looked on in amazement as they saw what the "unseen force" had been. Bulma stood in front of Chichi, her arm extended, her fingers curled into a fist. A small, satisfied smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Chichi pulled her hand up to her now bleeding nose, and then winced. Vegeta, on the other hand, burst out laughing. As soon as he was able, and had regained his composure, he clapped a few times, before slowly advancing on Bulma.
~*But that's not Very far*~
"Yes, I think this makes an interesting predicament indeed. I had a lovely plan all worked out, but I'd say now there's been... a change of plans." He replied smugly. He stopped a few feet short of Bulma, and glanced at her with those endless obsidian eyes of his. "I wanted to discuss this situation we find ourselves in." He said, his attention now turned to Goku.
"Yeah, the situation." Chichi echoed, earning her a dirty look from everyone present in the room, Vegeta included.
~*Can ya take it all away?*~
"As I was saying. I'm sure you don't know about the Saiyan's mating laws Kakarot, but I do, and they WILL be upheld. You see, a Saiyan has the right to fight for his mate, and another Saiyan has the right to challenge that. To put it simply, you want the woman? Fine. But... You must fight me for her." Vegeta smirked. Goku opened his mouth to agree, but was abruptly cut off as Vegeta continued.
"Now, where that might have sounded simple, there are a few... regulations. Not to mention I said my plans had changed. You see, a Saiyan WOMAN has the same right." Vegeta stated smugly.
~*When you shoved it in my face.*~
"There aren't anymore Saiyan women." Yamcha pointed out, in hopes Vegeta didn't mean what Yamcha thought he meant.
"Perhaps not... but, we mated with these pathetic earth creatures, that makes them as close to being a Saiyan as one could get. To put it simply, your mate against mine. Strongest, gets you, though why they'd want you is beyond me. Weakest... well, the weakest goes back to her closet." He smirked evilly, and then chuckled when he saw Bulma shudder.
~*This thing you did to me*~
"Vegeta! That's insane! You know damn well Chichi's stronger than Bulma! What makes you think I'd consent to something such as this?" Goku snarled. He wrapped his arms around Bulma protectively, much to Yamcha's obvious amusement.
"Well, we could always fight... then again, I couldn't guarantee a stray blast wouldn't 'accidentally' hit your pathetic excuse for a planet. Of course, if that's a chance you're willing to take."
~*Nobody
told me what you thought
Nobody told me what to say *~
"NO!" Yamcha, Goku and Bulma cried in unison.
"She's never been trained Vegeta! She has no experience as a fighter!" Goku exclaimed. He pulled Bulma closer to his chest, must to Chichi's distaste.
~*Everyone
showed you where to turn
Told you when to run away*~
"Train her then. One month. That should be plenty of time for you to bring out what little ability she has." Vegeta remarked calmly.
"The answer's still No Vegeta. I'm not putting her in that kind of danger."
~*Nobody
told you where to hide
Nobody told you what to say*~
*Then again, I couldn't guarantee a stray blast wouldn't 'accidentally' hit your pathetic excuse for a planet. Of course, if that's a chance you're willing to take.* Vegeta's words swam around in her head, and for one of the few times in her life, Bulma was terrified. She couldn't let that happen!
"No... I'll fight."
~*Everyone
showed you where to turn
Showed you when to run away*~
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There! Did that make up for the wait? I hope so!! I'm sooooo sorry! Let's just say I hit rock bottom, and I'm finally managing to claw my way back to the top... or halfway at least. Once again, I'm sooooo sorry. PLEASE forgive me!! And, if anyone wants to know if I'm still leaving... check out my bio. :) Love you all!! And thanks again for not yelling!!
~*Chante*~
