Midnight Skies: by Lady Frightmare
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of its components
A/N: I'll be writing in third person just to let y'all know, + major OOCness 4 Veggie
And God said, "Let there be words!!"
Chapter 10
They had stayed at the beach for about another 2-3 hours frolicking around in the water and along the coast before walking down the beach hand in hand to the camp that happened to be at the far end of the beach. They were basically in a daze the entire time they had spent on the beach; it had seemed the great goddess of the sea wanted them to realize what they meant to each other. Slowly but surely they had made it back to camp where it seemed Goku had gone completely insane. He was running around in panicked circles as if the sky was falling.
"You must find her, if we don't Yamcha will have my fucking head!!!!" they heard him scream from Vegeta's tent, perhaps looking for any clues as to where Bulma had went almost a day ago.
"He looks like an ass doesn't he?" snickered Vegeta while laughing snidely.
"Vegeta!" Bulma slapped him lightly on the arm, "Don't be so mean he's just worried about me like you were yesterday."
"Ya ya whatever you say, I wasn't worried I was merely making sure my responsibility hadn't disappeared or something", he snapped trying to deny any emotional actions that could tarnish his pride.
"So you didn't mean any of what you said", Bulma snatched her hand away as if had been burned, her eyes glassy.
"Well um you see uhh ~" he was tongue tied but before he could come up with a decent excuse Goku turned and looked at them.
"OHH thank goodness!!!! Bulma are you ok, Vegeta didn't do anything did he?!" Goku trembled worriedly placing his hands on her shoulders.
"No", she said quickly before continuing, "I'm really tired I think I'm going to go take a nap. Do you mind if I use your bed?" she questioned not wanting to be near Vegeta at the present moment. She had some things to think over.
"Uhh I guess", said Goku shrugging, before extending his hand and pointing a fairly large tent at the fair end of the small settlement, "It's just over there...make yourself at home".
"Thanks", she said shortly before sending a hard glare at Vegeta's handsome form.
"What the fuck's her problem", spat Vegeta looking at her retreating form.
"What happened!!!? What the hell did you do to her!!!" roared Goku grabbing the front of Vegeta's shirt and hoisting him up so their eyes were level.
"I didn't do anything!!" he knew his voice sounded less than convincing, apparently Goku did too.
"Tell me the God-damned truth or so help me..." he growled out his eyes darkening to an eerie black with a reddish tint.
Vegeta glared back with equal ferocity be for countering, "N-O-T-H- I-N-G H-A-P-P-E-N-E-D, get it asswipe."
Apparently that wasn't the smartest thing to say. Goku roared in fury before lunging at Vegeta's unguarded body.
Vegeta didn't have enough time to dodge before Goku tackled him. Goku's arms flung out and grabbed Vegeta around the waist dragging him down onto the gravel. Landing face first the jagged obsidian rocks clawed mercilessly at Vegeta's face causing him to wince slightly. Pushing himself up onto his knees, which were covered by newly torn pants, and tentatively touched his face. Wincing once again he brought his hand in front of his eyes to inspect the damage only to find his fingers coated in a light sheen of blood.
"Fuck—"he trailed off as he felt someone ram him from behind.
His face once again skidded across the ground, pushing himself up quickly he whipped around and felt his knuckles hit skin. He pulled back and saw Goku clutching his eye which seemed to be rapidly swelling.
"Damn it", Goku muttered touching the swelling hesitantly, "Just stay away from her. Got it!!"
Vegeta's lip curled angrily before spitting at Goku's feet, snarling all the while.
That seemed to be a valid answer for Goku, so without so much as a slight glance he promptly span on the ball of his foot and went marching off to captain's quarters to check in with Yamcha.
Still on his knees, breathing shallowly, he glared hard at the ground every once in a while blood dripping on the ground and into his eyes from the vertical gash from his hairline past his eye and down to mid-cheek.
Bringing the heel of his palm to his eye, he rubbed vigorously to try and deter any more blood from getting in his eyes, which now stung viciously. Pushing himself upright he snarled before stalking into his scarce chamber ignoring the imploring looks that the other soldiers gave him. Private or not he still demanded their respect, and they definitely gave it to him regardless of rank.
Walking up to the mirror he had acquired from a few months ago, he took some gauze from the side of the bureau which the mirror was situated on and began to dress his wounds.
~Back to Bulma~
She walked into the dimly lit chamber; she had been there before quite often just visiting Goku. Languidly she sauntered towards Goku's bed and silently just sat down on the edge. A few scarce tears trailed sluggishly down her ivory cheeks that we now dusted lightly with freckles that the sun had brought out. Sighing heavily she propped her elbows on her thighs and placed her head in her soft hands. Tiredly she flopped back and fell asleep almost immediately, her legs still hanging over the bed's edge swaying softly.
~*~Dream Sequence~*~
Her hammock swung back and forth quietly, the only sound heard was the strain of the leather straps that held up the young girl who sleep soundly in her bed. With a childish snort her eyes slid open only to squint under the intense gaze from the radiant sun. Balling up her hands, she cutely rubbed her sleepy eyes whilst yawning lengthily.
"I feel like I'm forgetting something", she muttered, her voice rather rough from not being used in quite a while.
"I remember now, Auntie Launch is coming over", she clapped her hands together in glee before scurrying out of bed to greet her favorite aunt. Her juvenile wings fluttered happily while she slipped on her pale blue dress she usually wore on special occasions. After securely fastening the string belt around her waist, she bounded out of her room and traveled to the kitchen.
"Mommy!! Is Auntie Launch here yet?!" she exclaimed quickly tugging on the hem of her mother's faint yellow dress.
"No dear. Not yet now go on she'll be here anytime", Bunny shooed her out of the open kitchen in the general direction of the wide hallway.
"I'll go visit Zyari then", she said not fazed by her mother.
Going up to the sea-green painted door at the end of the hall, she knocked hesitantly hoping not to disturb her sister. She saw the knob jerk to the side only to reveal her 16 year old sister in a towel drying her hair.
"Hey sweetie, what's up?" she asked before whipping her hair to the other side before resuming her consistent drying.
"Can I stay with you while Mom makes breakfast?" she questioned looking up at her sister with 'puppy dog' eyes, while a finger was hooked on her lip giving her the innocent look.
"Ya, sure", she smiled and pushed the door back a bit more so Bulma could slip in.
Bulma waltzed over to Zyari's swinging violet hammock and plopped herself in it. Her sister had disappeared into the bathroom from a few moments before coming back out her waist length hair tied back in a near flawless French braid (think Lara Croft) and a pair of low slung jean shorts and a black tube top.
"Do you wanna play a game?" she asked before swinging her braid onto her back.
"Sure!! What do you have?" Bulma crossed her legs and swung back and forth in anticipation.
"I have---"she trailed of as she heard muted voices from outside her door and feet shuffling near the front door.
Bulma's eyes lit up and she ran into the living room, nearly breaking Zyari's door off their hinges.
"Auntie Launch!!!" she squealed before running up to Launch's form and jumping into her awaiting arms.
"Hey sugar! You miss me?" she asked ruffling Bulma's uncontrollable cyan locks.
"Always", Bulma giggled before leaping away from Launch's torso.
"Hello Auntie", replied Zyari fondly and as she was walking up to give Launch a hug an all too familiar blade pierced Zyari's unmarred stomach.
A cough escaped Zyari's lips before blood started pooling in her mouth and dribbling out of the slightly opened corners of her mouth. Her red mouth formed an O shape before she began to stagger and fall to her knees. As she fell in almost slow-motion her body seemed to dissolve away into nothing, and found herself looking into a pair of cold, lifeless charcoal black eyes...
~*~ End of Dream Sequence~*~
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Well that's the long awaited chp. 10. Sorry it took so long....Man am I lazy I'll try to update quicker
Luv
Midnight
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of its components
A/N: I'll be writing in third person just to let y'all know, + major OOCness 4 Veggie
And God said, "Let there be words!!"
Chapter 10
They had stayed at the beach for about another 2-3 hours frolicking around in the water and along the coast before walking down the beach hand in hand to the camp that happened to be at the far end of the beach. They were basically in a daze the entire time they had spent on the beach; it had seemed the great goddess of the sea wanted them to realize what they meant to each other. Slowly but surely they had made it back to camp where it seemed Goku had gone completely insane. He was running around in panicked circles as if the sky was falling.
"You must find her, if we don't Yamcha will have my fucking head!!!!" they heard him scream from Vegeta's tent, perhaps looking for any clues as to where Bulma had went almost a day ago.
"He looks like an ass doesn't he?" snickered Vegeta while laughing snidely.
"Vegeta!" Bulma slapped him lightly on the arm, "Don't be so mean he's just worried about me like you were yesterday."
"Ya ya whatever you say, I wasn't worried I was merely making sure my responsibility hadn't disappeared or something", he snapped trying to deny any emotional actions that could tarnish his pride.
"So you didn't mean any of what you said", Bulma snatched her hand away as if had been burned, her eyes glassy.
"Well um you see uhh ~" he was tongue tied but before he could come up with a decent excuse Goku turned and looked at them.
"OHH thank goodness!!!! Bulma are you ok, Vegeta didn't do anything did he?!" Goku trembled worriedly placing his hands on her shoulders.
"No", she said quickly before continuing, "I'm really tired I think I'm going to go take a nap. Do you mind if I use your bed?" she questioned not wanting to be near Vegeta at the present moment. She had some things to think over.
"Uhh I guess", said Goku shrugging, before extending his hand and pointing a fairly large tent at the fair end of the small settlement, "It's just over there...make yourself at home".
"Thanks", she said shortly before sending a hard glare at Vegeta's handsome form.
"What the fuck's her problem", spat Vegeta looking at her retreating form.
"What happened!!!? What the hell did you do to her!!!" roared Goku grabbing the front of Vegeta's shirt and hoisting him up so their eyes were level.
"I didn't do anything!!" he knew his voice sounded less than convincing, apparently Goku did too.
"Tell me the God-damned truth or so help me..." he growled out his eyes darkening to an eerie black with a reddish tint.
Vegeta glared back with equal ferocity be for countering, "N-O-T-H- I-N-G H-A-P-P-E-N-E-D, get it asswipe."
Apparently that wasn't the smartest thing to say. Goku roared in fury before lunging at Vegeta's unguarded body.
Vegeta didn't have enough time to dodge before Goku tackled him. Goku's arms flung out and grabbed Vegeta around the waist dragging him down onto the gravel. Landing face first the jagged obsidian rocks clawed mercilessly at Vegeta's face causing him to wince slightly. Pushing himself up onto his knees, which were covered by newly torn pants, and tentatively touched his face. Wincing once again he brought his hand in front of his eyes to inspect the damage only to find his fingers coated in a light sheen of blood.
"Fuck—"he trailed off as he felt someone ram him from behind.
His face once again skidded across the ground, pushing himself up quickly he whipped around and felt his knuckles hit skin. He pulled back and saw Goku clutching his eye which seemed to be rapidly swelling.
"Damn it", Goku muttered touching the swelling hesitantly, "Just stay away from her. Got it!!"
Vegeta's lip curled angrily before spitting at Goku's feet, snarling all the while.
That seemed to be a valid answer for Goku, so without so much as a slight glance he promptly span on the ball of his foot and went marching off to captain's quarters to check in with Yamcha.
Still on his knees, breathing shallowly, he glared hard at the ground every once in a while blood dripping on the ground and into his eyes from the vertical gash from his hairline past his eye and down to mid-cheek.
Bringing the heel of his palm to his eye, he rubbed vigorously to try and deter any more blood from getting in his eyes, which now stung viciously. Pushing himself upright he snarled before stalking into his scarce chamber ignoring the imploring looks that the other soldiers gave him. Private or not he still demanded their respect, and they definitely gave it to him regardless of rank.
Walking up to the mirror he had acquired from a few months ago, he took some gauze from the side of the bureau which the mirror was situated on and began to dress his wounds.
~Back to Bulma~
She walked into the dimly lit chamber; she had been there before quite often just visiting Goku. Languidly she sauntered towards Goku's bed and silently just sat down on the edge. A few scarce tears trailed sluggishly down her ivory cheeks that we now dusted lightly with freckles that the sun had brought out. Sighing heavily she propped her elbows on her thighs and placed her head in her soft hands. Tiredly she flopped back and fell asleep almost immediately, her legs still hanging over the bed's edge swaying softly.
~*~Dream Sequence~*~
Her hammock swung back and forth quietly, the only sound heard was the strain of the leather straps that held up the young girl who sleep soundly in her bed. With a childish snort her eyes slid open only to squint under the intense gaze from the radiant sun. Balling up her hands, she cutely rubbed her sleepy eyes whilst yawning lengthily.
"I feel like I'm forgetting something", she muttered, her voice rather rough from not being used in quite a while.
"I remember now, Auntie Launch is coming over", she clapped her hands together in glee before scurrying out of bed to greet her favorite aunt. Her juvenile wings fluttered happily while she slipped on her pale blue dress she usually wore on special occasions. After securely fastening the string belt around her waist, she bounded out of her room and traveled to the kitchen.
"Mommy!! Is Auntie Launch here yet?!" she exclaimed quickly tugging on the hem of her mother's faint yellow dress.
"No dear. Not yet now go on she'll be here anytime", Bunny shooed her out of the open kitchen in the general direction of the wide hallway.
"I'll go visit Zyari then", she said not fazed by her mother.
Going up to the sea-green painted door at the end of the hall, she knocked hesitantly hoping not to disturb her sister. She saw the knob jerk to the side only to reveal her 16 year old sister in a towel drying her hair.
"Hey sweetie, what's up?" she asked before whipping her hair to the other side before resuming her consistent drying.
"Can I stay with you while Mom makes breakfast?" she questioned looking up at her sister with 'puppy dog' eyes, while a finger was hooked on her lip giving her the innocent look.
"Ya, sure", she smiled and pushed the door back a bit more so Bulma could slip in.
Bulma waltzed over to Zyari's swinging violet hammock and plopped herself in it. Her sister had disappeared into the bathroom from a few moments before coming back out her waist length hair tied back in a near flawless French braid (think Lara Croft) and a pair of low slung jean shorts and a black tube top.
"Do you wanna play a game?" she asked before swinging her braid onto her back.
"Sure!! What do you have?" Bulma crossed her legs and swung back and forth in anticipation.
"I have---"she trailed of as she heard muted voices from outside her door and feet shuffling near the front door.
Bulma's eyes lit up and she ran into the living room, nearly breaking Zyari's door off their hinges.
"Auntie Launch!!!" she squealed before running up to Launch's form and jumping into her awaiting arms.
"Hey sugar! You miss me?" she asked ruffling Bulma's uncontrollable cyan locks.
"Always", Bulma giggled before leaping away from Launch's torso.
"Hello Auntie", replied Zyari fondly and as she was walking up to give Launch a hug an all too familiar blade pierced Zyari's unmarred stomach.
A cough escaped Zyari's lips before blood started pooling in her mouth and dribbling out of the slightly opened corners of her mouth. Her red mouth formed an O shape before she began to stagger and fall to her knees. As she fell in almost slow-motion her body seemed to dissolve away into nothing, and found herself looking into a pair of cold, lifeless charcoal black eyes...
~*~ End of Dream Sequence~*~
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Well that's the long awaited chp. 10. Sorry it took so long....Man am I lazy I'll try to update quicker
Luv
Midnight
