Midnight Skies: By Lady Frightmare

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its components..sadly I don't own Vegeta either

A/N: I'll be writing in third person most of the time if I change POV's I'll tell u

And God said, "Let there be words"

Chapter 1

"Mama where are we going", a small girl at the young age of 9 asked her mother, her loose curls bounced as she skipped along side her mother.

"Away from here baby", her mother whispered hoarsely wiping of the fresh sheen of sweat that coated her forehead. Bunny looked loving down at her small daughter, so young and innocent hopefully she'll stay that way.

"Mommy this isn't fun anymore I wanna go back to daddy. I'm so tired", she yawned cutely before peering up at Bunny, her large baby blue eyes full of question and wondering, surrounded by her luscious cyan lashes. Her large majestic violet and black wings (faerie like wings) fluttered lazily behind her as she yawned despairingly. She whimpered in pain as her bare feet scraped across the jagged rocks that littered the rough Mediterranean ground.

"Why were all those mean men ruining our village mama", she sniffled slightly, wearily she rubbed her teary eyes.

"They want to kill papa but he'll live, because he doesn't I won't.." she broke off before clutching the flesh that covered he heart. A cry of agony poured out of her mouth before Bunny wheezed, "My heart, it's been ripped in half your father's dead. They're coming for you run Bulma", she fell down, her ageless face planted deep in the moist soil of the Mediterranean.

"Mama you're making no sense. What do you mean", Bulma cried out shaking her mother's lifeless body.

"Look there she is get her. Go now!!!!!" a shrill male voice rang out through the under brush.

Bulma glanced at the missionaries that had pounced out of the lush shrubbery. Her large eyes widened in terror. Stumbling to her feet she lunged forward in attempt to get away from the men.

"Get away from me", her very high, melodious voice made the missionaries cover their ears from the pitch.

"Vegeta go and get her now", shouted the commander directing the command to a boy no older than 12. The boy's hair stood at least a foot tall black as the inky depths of the Mediterranean Sea in the midst of night. His eyes deep, penetrating, cold, and as equally black as the obsidian stones that littered the damp earth.

He raised the frighteningly large tranquilizer gun onto his shoulder an aimed for her. Or so she thought. He pulled back the trigger slowly; you could almost see the anticipation in the commander's dull gray/black eyes. Vegeta finally let the fluid filled projectile fly. Bulma closed her eyes in alarm but the dart whizzed past her head and hit a hornet's nest behind her head. She knew where the bullet was headed and sensed the danger heading her way if she stuck around.

Sending one last look towards her savior she took off into the air, her wings working overtime.

"Thank you", she sang out in her harmonious voice, "I will never forget what you've done for me." She looked into the velvety blackness of the humid summer night and flew of into the midnight sky. At last all you could see of her was a faint trail of shimmering dust like pollen that her wings produced as it played out against the universal black board.

"You stupid fucking child!!! That's it no food for a week!!! The only fucking reason I put up with you is because I was in debt to your father boy", Yamcha growled ruthlessly as the whole army ran away from the horrendously angry hornets.

"Oh go fuck yourself, god knows no woman would want you", retorted Vegeta.

"Really well that girl you so willingly let get away was to be my wife once she got a good rack", Yamcha smirked disgustingly as he licked his parched and cracking lips.

"You're sick."

"You won't think so Vegeta once you realize your 'other' needs", Yamcha said with an innuendo on other.

"Even if I did realize my 'other' needs I would never disrespect a woman that way. Or ever resort to rape like you", Vegeta spat mimicking Yamcha's tone on other.

"If it's the only way to get your manly needs then so be it, if they don't do it willingly they've brought it on themselves", stated Yamcha slowing to a walk.

Finally the settlement came into view and Vegeta sped up to get to his large tent which use to be his father's.

"Remember no food for a week you here me brat."

"Ya ya I hear you. Stupid motherfucker", Vegeta snarled before tossing his gun into his weapons trunk. After disposing of his gun, he jumped onto his bed in hopes of escaping to another world away from the one that he was imprisoned to. As he slowly drifted into a realm of idealism he let his thoughts wander to the young girl that he had just saved today.

He was glad he decided to let her escape; she didn't do anything to deserve being condemned to Yamcha, the stupid bastard. But by god she was the most gorgeous creature he had ever set eyes upon though. Yamcha wasn't worthy of being with her, but who was he to judge. 'Perhaps I don't deserve her either', he thought, 'I'll probably never see her again too'.

"LIGHTS OUT", the messenger's harsh voice broke his train of thoughts.

"We fuckin HEAR YOU", he screamed angrily throwing an empty lamp out of the tent flap. He heard a muffled shout and what sounded like a sack of potatoes hitting the ground. Vegeta rolled out of bed and made his way across the rough earthy ground. He pushed his head out side of the tent door to see the messenger crawling towards his small tent with a grapefruit sized bump on the back of his head.

He turned around on his heel and walked back to his feather bed. Stripping off his tight shirt that covered his rapidly developing torso, he threw it across the room. It landed on a small rock that had nestled itself in the farthest corner away from me. Lying back down on the bed, he let his thoughts wander as he slipped further and further into a world between that of the living and that of the once living.

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This is my newest story hope it's to my lovely reviewers pleasing. I welcome constructive criticism but please be gentle I'm *sniff* very sensitive

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