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Mother Knows Best
Chapter Five
Get Out of My Head, DAMMIT!
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Last Time on Mother Knows Best...
She sighed happily as she let sleep overtake her.
Sleep. Just what she needed.
Unfortunately sleep wasn't what was in mind for her.
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Now our feature presentation...
Dream
Bulma opened her eyes only to find darkness around her. She sat up slowly, and looked around, finding only miles and miles and miles of the darkness around her.. it seemed neverending.. And for all she knew, it probably was.
'What kind of weird dream is this?' Bulma thought as she sat up. She didn't feel scared. Strangely enough, she felt ... wait.. what did she feel? This place didn't make her calm and relaxed.. though it didn't make her tense and afraid, like so many other strange places she had been. Then again she always had Goku, Krillian, and Yamcha to protect her. But-but this was a dream.. nothing here could harm her... right?
"Hello Bulma." A sensual feminine voice came from behind her. Bulma stiffened and turned on her heel to face the stranger behind her.
Her eyes met that of a dark green emerald - dark enough to look black - with raven locks framing her face. The woman's small frame matched Bulma's perfectly, as the her hair traveled down and stopped at her heels. She seemed to be wearing a regal warrior outfit that outline her soft curves perfectly.
Bulma's eyes widened. The woman before her had an aura of power, authority, beauty. It was almost like looking into a mirror (if you could forgive the pun!)
The stranger nodded, seemingly to have read Bulma's thoughts exactly and spoke with grace and dignity.
"Bulma, there is no need to be afraid of me. I am a friend." The woman said. Bulma arched an eyebrow at her.
"Who are you." A demand, not a question.
The woman before her was amazed at such bravery to stand up to her. Before, any person below the rank of her would have had their head blown off without a second thought if they demanded anything from the Queen of All Saiya-jins. Looks like this girl was the real deal after all.
Bulma looked the woman straight in the eye.. she caught an emotion of.. wistfulness? Some surprise? And then she felt like she was being sized up like some piece of meat. Who was she?
"A friend." The raven haired woman repeated again.
"...Is this a dream?"
"Yes."
"Why... why am I here? Wait, no, this is MY dream. Why are YOU here." Bulma crossed her arms and looked expectant.
Silence came as her answer, as the woman made no explanation. Just stared at Bulma with a blank face.
She turned away, unable to look Bulma in the eyes. Why was Bulma here? Why was she here? Why had Fate done this? She knew there had to be a reason.
Nibbling on her lip, a nasty habit she had gained from being the mate of King Vegeta for so long, she thought, 'Why would her son even mate with someone out of his race? His father probably put some garbage in his head, saying that he should only love a purebred Saiya-jin female of high class!' She rolled her eyes.
As much as it had hurt her to admit it, even to herself, her husband was a somewhat racist. His motto was, "Judge a tail by it's fur.", a common saying for redtails, extremely prejudiced Saiyan-jins, who had stereotypes for everything.
Bulma watched the woman as she looked away. What was going on in that woman's mind? And why was she here? She was beginning to have pent up frustration and anger build up inside of her. Waiting seemed to take too long; as Bulma Briefs was never patient, nor will she be in the future. That was simply the way she was.
"I'm waaaaaiting." She interrupted her thoughts, surprising the woman again.
"I.. I brought you because I needed to talk to you." The raven-haired woman finally admitted as she looked Bulma square in the eyes. Bulma saw something akin to.. sorrow? Bulma felt herself soften and her heart symphathize. She shook herself mentally. What was she saying? She didn't even know this woman's name, let alone what her emotions were.
"Vegeta.. You are here because of Vegeta."
Everything in Bulma's sensible mind froze as if she was a computer and this woman's words was the fatal virus.
"Vegeta?" She whispered. The woman nodded, watching her reaction.
What .. what would this woman want with that grouch?, she grumbled in her head. Though she hated to admit it, she cared for the short Saiyan-jin. Not to mention that she thought he was hot. Brushing that thought away, she looked at the raven-haired woman thoroughly. 'Strange .. she sorta looks like Vegeta ... man, where do these weird thoughts keep popping up from?' Shaking her head, she glared at the floor, only to find there was no floor. 'What the heck?...'
"Vegeta?" Bulma heard herself say again. Her head snapped up and met the eyes of the unfamiliar woman. "What does he have to do with anything?"
Bulma noted the slight stall in the woman before her before she spoke. "He has a lot more to do with than you may think, Bulma."
"How do you even know my name? And what do you mean with 'a lot more' than I think? I don't even know what is happening let alone going on! I have no idea why I'm here!!" She yelled. Bulma failed to notice the woman's wince and her slight rubbing of her ears.
"Could you not yell?" Soko's ears hurt like HFIL. More than HFIL even! Bulma's shrill voice wasn't helping matters either. Honestly, doesn't the damn girl want to be matchmade to her son? 'Wait... she doesn't seem to know she's attracted to him. Oh, this makes it harder!' But let it be known, and proven that the Queen of the Saiya-jins NEVER backs down from a challenge.
"Let me tell you something, Miss High and Mighty," Bulma came up and started poking the Queen in her chest. "I don't know WHO you think YOU are, but I'm BULMA BRIEFS of planet Earth and Vegeta is a little disaffected JERK who I simply cater to just because he's helping us defeat these dumb androids and... well, it's complicated, but that's all there is to it, okay? I don't have feelings for him, I don't like him, I in fact, DESPISE HIM! Alright?"
Soko grinned. "Whoever said anything about having feelings for him?"
"...DAMMIT!"
Soko leaned back in her virtual world, enjoying this. This was going to be an interesting time indeed. Ha! Kami bless her heart for being utterly ridiculous.
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Meanwhile, in the world of the awake, Vegeta was doing much better.
'Baka woman..' Vegeta growled deep in his throat as he sent a ki blast at one of the training robots circling him. That damned woman had the nerve to enter his thoughts while he was training, though he knew it wasn't her fault that she was in his thoughts.
'Why am I thinking about the Woman like this? It isn't as if I can't get a woman of my own, that I have to resort thinking of HER!' Vegeta grumbled as he sent another ki blast flying. The robot was caught off gaurd and was sent hurdling toward the wall. He couldn't help it, though. Thinking of her that is. She was now on his mind 24/7, replacing thoughts of becoming stronger. But why, he could not say. He growled again, feeling the workout not being intense enough.
"Gravity Room. Switch to 50x more gravity pressure." Vegeta ordered as he tensed up, preparing himself for the intense gravity. The computer beeped a little before speaking in his feminine monotone voice.
"Gravity increased from 350x to 400x. Gravity officially increased."
Vegeta felt the pressure on him, his muscles clenched, his head felt like it was burning, and he could barely stand. It felt good in his terms.
After a couple of minutes of getting used to the gravity, he started with intense workouts. All he could think was getting stronger. Shoving away thoughts of the exotic blue female just a four hundred yards from where he was, he thought of Kakarott.
"Damn him.. damn him and his spawn.." Vegeta growled out as he began punching the robots, taking out his anger on them. He imagined Goku's face on each of the training bots, instead of the cold metal. Instantly it worked. The hot-white sensation of rage boiled in the bit of his soul.
Vegeta kept training, and training for hours. He didn't seems to notice the time. Hours rolled by like the beads of sweat that coated his body.
But whenever Vegeta was close to acheiving his goal of being the strongest, his thoughts immediately went back to Bulma.
'AH! GET OUT OF MY HEAD WOMAN!! DAMMIT!' Vegeta mentally screamed as he stopped his training and began to pace on the floor. The woman was clearly bothering him for some reason, he thought rationally. But why? She did everything he asked of her, fixed the GR, cooked him breakfast, tended to his wounds, gave him shelter and bed.
Hmm... Vegeta pondered as he took his chin into his hand. She had done everything asked of her... and he had been comfortable with it, and not thought a single thought of her until recently! And today. By gods, today!
'Of course. Today is different. Oh, how today was so different.' Vegeta gave a shudder as he shut off the GR. 'Let's see.. woke up. Found out tail grew back after the month of ridiculous experimentation the Woman made me go through... did happy dance.. took shower.. how did my hair get that damn color anyway? ... oh yeah.' The pink object was nestled somewhere in his drawers waiting to be used again.
Deciding to ignore his memory, he created a different excuse. '.. must have been that old mans' lousy shampoo.' Vegeta rolled his eyes at the old man's stupid pink hair. He shut off the power and then went outside, enjoying the cool air. He leaned against a tree, rubbing his chin.
He continued his mental list of the worst day ever: 'Dressed in that horrid color.. Got humiliated in front of Kakarott's baka "friends"... The Woman saw me naked and informed the entire world of the fact.. Green Bean showed up and gave her a STUPID present for her "birthday" - whatever the hell that is.. and she becomes moronic and embraces that Namek idiot.' Vegeta didn't notice how his hands were clenched or the fact that he was powering up unconciously. Or even the Z gang coming from the sky and standing behind him.
'Stupid Green Bean.. that baka.. damn Woman. Why do they have to 'hug' in front of me? Showing affection is a weakness. Doesn't Green Bean know that? Heh. The baka probably is already weak with emotion. I don't want to turn out like him... grr.. it's all because of that baka onna ... why does she always have to show affection for her friends? Right in front of me!' Vegeta grunted and thought about it. He had no idea that he was pacing, that energy was crackling all around him, or the Z Fighters were now staring at him like he had grown two heads.
'Why can't she show affection for me? Wait.. am I jealous? Gah! Foolish.. why should I be jealous? Just because she likes everyone better than me... and thinks I'm a cold-hearted bastard who kills for pleasure and wants nothing to do than to destroy her world and life doesn't mean I should care -- even know she's right. GAH! THIS IS SO INFURIATING! FORGET THIS! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Baka woman.. making me go crazy.'
'Let's see.. where was I? oh yeah.. Then I made an excellent remark about the woman's vanity and Green Bean's stupid present.. haha. That got her. I wonder what is a birthday? Perhaps I'll ask the woman.' Vegeta wondered as he slowly drifted in his thoughts. He felt a tap on his shoulder and almost jumped. Almost... He growled and turned around to meet the face of Goku.
"What do you want, Kakarott?" Vegeta sneered, and noticed that behind him were the rest of the fighters. Vegeta kept a mask over his curiousity and looked at Goku coldly again.
"Er, Vegeta? You were powering up to a really high level.. almost to the one of Super Saiya-jin." Goku whispered. Vegeta just widened his eyes in shock.
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Did.. did I hear what I thought I heard? Surely Kakarott and his idiot friends are playing some sort of joke. I swear if it is, I'll kill Kakarott and the other weaklings for their impudence.
"Grr.. Is this some sort of joke of yours, Kakarott? Because it's a pretty sick one to-" I was rudely cut off by that baldy guy that is friends with the woman. Oh, she makes my blood boil... gah! I wish I could blast her away.. Nooo! They will kill me and take away my precious GR and all hopes of becoming Legendary if I do that. Must think of precious training.. that's it.. calm down.. do not think of blasting woman away no matter how much joy it brings you..
"Vegeta, we aren't joking. We felt an enormous power and thought it was the Androids comin' early for Kami's sake!" The chrome-dome yelled in my face. He actually yelled in my face. I wonder if I should blast him into the next dimension.. nah, the woman will probably torture me if I did that.. stupid woman.. not that she actually has any power over me. Wait, what? What did he say?
"Are you serious?" I heard myself whisper. I. Just. Couldn't. Believe. It. Hahaha! I ALMOST BECAME LEGENDARY! Suck on THAT, Kakarott.
"As much as I'd hate to admit it.. but they're right." Said that baka mate of the woman's. I felt my blood begin to boil again. What is happening? Why do I feel like choking the hell out of everyone who dares to touch my Woman? I mean, I wouldn't mind choking the baka weakling of a mate of my Woman, but Green Bean? Gah.. Wait a minute my Woman? MY WOMAN?? ... no, clearly a mistake.. training from lack of sleep and food has clearly made my mind lightheaded. That's it! I need food! That's the answer.. gotta go wake the woman... hmm.. I wonder what's she wearing to bed.. Ack! There I go again!
"Er.. Vegeta.. are you ok?" I snapped out of it as I felt that baka third-class's hand wave in front of my face.
"Of course, you idiot.."
"Okay, then." He goofily smiles. Sometimes I wonder how a son of Bardock can end up like that. Then I remember.. he's Kakarott. He's SUPPOSED to be air-headed. How I loathe him.
"I can't believe I was that close to getting to the Legendary. Ha! Soon I'll beat your ass up Kakarott, then destroy this mudball, and take over the universe!" I began to laugh, and felt someone, undoubtedly Kakarott, the third-class bird-brain, slap my back... HARD. I glare at him.
Note to self: kill Kakarott - in a more excruciating, torturous way than last planned.
"Haha! Vegeta, Vegeta.. you and I know you won't do that.. you have to stay here and be with-" The rest of his words are muffled as Green Bean puts his hand over the baka's mouth. I simply arch my eyebrow in a questioning look. Green Bean shrugs.
"Er.. he's gone insane you see. I have to take him to Dante's Lookout for er.. healing purposes.. later.." Green Bean flies off with Kakarott. What weirdos... I shake my head and glare at the rest of the morons.
"What are you all still here for? Get lost!" I growl. I don't know why, but I seem to be doing that alot more often than usual.. Hmm... must be that food the woman cooks for me ... must be poisoning my mind. Damn her... her and that burnt rubble of an excuse for cooking.
The idiots actually fly off without a second thought, except for that idiot mate of Bulma's.. wait, Bulma? Since when do I call her that? I really must need some food. I turned my attention back to the weakling.
"What do you want?"
"Er.. I have to see Bulma." He fidgets to one side then to another. I smirk. I like making people afraid. I can do it to the old man, but not to the Woman's mother or the Woman. I was never able to scare her. Hmm.. nice Saiya-jin quality. Too bad she isn't one. I'd think I'd mate with her if she were. ...wait, what am I saying? Damn you Kami for making me so hungry that I'm actually delusional! Ha! The onna being MY mate.. I'll never take on a mate, let alone her.. mentally smirks Even though I'm stunningly handsome for my stature as a Saiyan Prince and women throw their bodies at me because they want me so much .. except that baka woman.. she doesn't seem to want me scowls outwardly... grr ... baka onna doesn't know a good thing when she sees it.
"Go see her then. I'm not her keeper." I fight the urge to growl ferally at the coward before me. I don't know why I'm so possesive. Could it be that I'm actually going into heat? Or even possibly liking the Woman?
No ... no .. must be hunger .. definitely hunger .. it isn't anything else BUT hunger ..
I sigh and shake my head. I need a sandwhich .. give and take two hundred.
Hmm.. I wonder if there's cake left.. Oooooh! Cake! Must.. check.. if.. cake.. is.. still.. left!!! Stupid Kakarott better not have eaten it all..
If he did then I'll blast him to HFIL!
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I watch as Vegeta, Mr. So-High-And-Mighty-Saiyan-Prince, shakes his head and storms off. Probably to eat. I roll my eyes and look to Bulma's window. I wonder how the heck I'm going to survive. She won't ever forgive me if I just come in, after a day of not even calling her to say 'Happy Birthday'. I can't believe I forgot. It actually took several hints from Krillian to get me to finally dawn on the fact!
God, I hate my job sometimes. I wish I could of became a baseball star, but noooooo.. I had to go into accounting, the 'safe' job. Sure, Puar, I'll get the damn 'safe' and 'secure' job, because you think that baseball might not be a stable enough... oh Puar? Did I forget to mention the fact that it makes you die-from-complete-boredom-and-commit-suicide-just-from-going-day-from-day- from-day-going-slowly-bald-and-losing-your-coolness-little-by-little-until-your-like- my- smelly-old-neighbor-that-also-went-into-accounting?? DID I??
Yup.. I'll just spend my days becoming a lifeless, business suit of a empty shell, going into numbers, but at least I'll get some money.. oh all those damn books thinks of mountain high full of accounting books...noo.. NOO!!!!
God, why did I ever agree to that stupid job?? I banged my head softly against the wall.
Sometimes I curse the day I chose that profession, but at least I'll have something that'll last me til the end of my days. God, having to think about having accounting as your job for the end of your days is enough to wish for retirement.
I shake my head of such thoughts. At least I won't have to depend on Bulma to bring the bread alone. I hated depending on her family fortune. Made me feel weaker than I already am. Heh. Maybe now we'll BOTH bring the bread home. That's right. I'm going to propose to her.. just.. er.. not yet. I first have to work on my lines... and the right moment.. heck, everything!
Shaking my head once more, I head into CC and up the stairs. I wonder what she wears to sleep..
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Soko rolled her eyes as she listened to Bulma prattle on on how much she hated Vegeta, how he was a mass murderer, how he was so arrogant and cocky, and how much Vegeta hated her back, and how much they despised being in each other's presence, etc., etc. Couldn't Vegeta and Bulma FEEL the energy between them? It was like nothing she ever felt.. it was so POWERFUL. She rolled her eyes again as Bulma concluded her triumphant speech.
"So you see.. Vegeta and I CAN'T be together. It's impossible. Besides, he's an alien! I don't want to date an alien!" She still paced however, as if still thinking about the fact, trying to convince her body of the same thoughts.
"How I love denial," Soko said dryly as she looked at her nails. Bulma stopped in her tracks. and looked at Soko for a few minutes, then burst out laughing.
"You're laugh not..laugh laugh pant serious, laugh pant laugh are you laugh?" Bulma rolled over in her giggles. Soko arched her perfect coal black eyebrow.
"Of course."
That stopped Bulma in mid-giggle. "Weren't you even listening? Vegeta. Hates. Me. And the feeling is mutual, believe me.." Bulma rolled her eyes as she sat indian style.
"Besides wh-why are you even saying that? You .. you aren't trying to get Vegeta and me together are you?" Bulma sounded kind of worried. "You do know I mentioned having a boyfriend several times, right?"
"Like that matters. And trust me, you're both perfect for each other! You'll be together! Mark my words." Soko yelled enthusiastically as she shot her fist into the air and openly glared at Bulma. This girl was going to be with Vegeta, one way or another, by the word of Vegetasai's Gods she would. Even if she had to glue them together.
"Heh! The day me and Vegeta get together as a couple, which will never happen, is the day Hell freezes over, my mom and Goku start to think rationally, and I walk down, naked in the middle of the day, down the busiest street in town." Bulma snorted. Like that would ever happen.
Soko smirked. Hmm.. This girl was as cocky as her son. Their Sakiyu Moon could prove to be veeeeeeery interesting...
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The nerve of her. Actually thinking me and Vegeta could get together. Ha! Like I said to her, when Hell freezes over, Goku and mom actually think straight, and I walk down the street naked in the middle of the day.. Geez, glad that'll never happen. It would be worse if the Z senshi were there to witness it. Even worse if they taped it!
Just think of all the years of blackmail. And what Master Roshi would do if he got a hold of the tape. Ugh!
I gulped mentally. Yup. Good thing me and Vegeta hate each other so much ... sigh ... I can't help but feel a little sorry about that fact. All I wanted to be was friends.
Don't look at me that way ... just FRIENDS. F-R-I-E-N-D-S ... say it with me.. frrrrrrriiiieeeeeennnnnnddsssssss ... good.
To think of being more than that.. well it sorta gives me this feeling. I mean Vegeta is cute and all ... but ... okay, okay so, I lied. He's drop-dead gorgeous and I drool every single time he came out of the GR with sweat coming off his exposed muscular nummy upper body if it weren't my superior self-will. Happy? He is probably the most stunning male specimen ever in the universe ... hmm. What I wouldn't give to 'study' him a little. Hehe, but if Vegeta ever knew that I thought him to be handsome, albeit a prick, he'd never let me live it down.
"But there is so much energy between you too. I saw it!" I heard to raven haired woman in front of me still try to make me believe that Vegeta was my perfect other. I resist the urge to roll my eyes again. Please, as if Vegeta would ever want me. That though kinda made me sad, but I shoved it away. I had Yamcha... wasn't that good enough?
Great I'm questioning myself now.. I bet Vegeta never questions himself.
"Listen.. Miss.." I try to get her name. I still don't know, yet she knows mine! Grr.. could she be spying on me? Stalking? Then again if she were why would she be in my dream? I'm not going to try to figure out this.. my head hurts from working too much! I just wanted to relax, but nooooooo.. I had to have a dream of a beautiful woman who is trying to pair me up with a Saiya-jin mass murderer who just so happened to insult me on my birthday.. gosh, he looked cute when he smirked.. AH! Oh man! Must.. not.. think.. of.. smirk... resistance.. is.. futile.. NOO!!
"Soko. My name is Soko."
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TBC.
Notes:
Sakiyu ("sweet meat" in saiya-go) Moon is the Chikyuu equivelent of 'honeymoon' except in Saiya-jin standards it is three weeks long of nonstop er... well, you know... for newly coupled mates.
Redtails. Extrememly prejudiced saiya-jins of the planet Vegetasai. Redtails(not real red tails, just an expression) are known to be venomous and unkind to anyone outside of their race, and have their decisions based on stereotypes. Er.. in other words their rednecked saiya-jins who just don't understand the word 'variety'.
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