Goku and the others were out of the forest, looking at their surroundings.
Just as Yashi had said, there was a castle to the North. Maybe it was their
imagination, but it seemed to glisten in the sunlight like a gemstone.
"Cement doesn't shine, does it?" Goku asked, one eyebrow raised in confusion.
"You fool! Of course it doesn't!" Vegeta commented as if Goku's question was as stupid as asking what was one plus one when you are at the age of twenty-one.
Goku puffed out his chest and looked at the Saiy-jin prince. "If you're so smart, then what do you think it is?"
"I know it's not cement, and I know for a fact that it does not shine!"
Gohan sighed. He was the youngest, but his father, Goku, and Vegeta fought like they were younger than he was. He turned to Piccolo when the namek spoke. "The castle is made of crystal or some sort. Whoever came up with an idea like that must be very stupid." In his hand, he concentrated on making a big energy ball and threw it at the castle and waited.
The four were silent for a moment as the energy ball flew away from them with speed, disappearing from a huge ball, to small dot, and was nothing. But then they stared in horror when the energy ball came flying back at them. Piccolo dodged it from killing him, but it grazed his cheek and a line of purple blood came out from the corner.
"It must've deflected it back." Gohan said. "What do we do now, dad?"
"Yeah, our power probably can't destroy that thing." Piccolo added.
"I say we find this Oniramu guy, and kill him! It's not like we're fighting the castle!" Vegeta said.
"You're right, Vegeta." Goku said and scratched his head. Before Vegeta could say anything—which Goku bet he would with an insult like "That's the smartest thing you've done, Kakkarot!—Goku said, "I can sense Bulma's energy."
"Do you think you can sense Oniramu's power level?" Piccolo asked.
"Well.........actually.........yes.........well, I think so. I mean, that power is right next to Bulma after all. That has to be him!" Goku said with triumph and glee. They get to get Bulma back in minutes, and probably kill Oniramu in less than a minute.
"Humph, if that power I'm sensing is Oniramu, then he shouldn't be strong at all." Vegeta laughed. "Some experience we can get out of this. Come on, let's go." He blasted forward, not waiting for their replies.
"Vegeta seems happy and light right now." Goku commented as he and the other followed Vegeta in a slower pace, but still fast. "Back on earth, he almost lost it."
"Perhaps it's because Bulma is existing, and he can sense her." Piccolo suggested. "And that this fight with this Oniramu guy won't take so long."
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Yashi gasped and turned around to hide her blush. Gorgeous? She? Oniramu used to say how barbaric and stupid she was. And now this human is complimenting her with a sweet question like that.
"Oh, I'm sorry for asking." Yamcha said, and for a moment, Yashi had a terrible feeling in her heart that he was going to take that question back. "It's just that I can't help but ask a beautiful woman, one such as yourself, that question." Yamcha continued, using his usual pick up lines that he used with girls at bars. "But I'm sure you know that you are very beautiful. You probably get complimented almost everyday." Outside, he seemed calm and easy, but inside, there was a mass of fear.
Yamcha barely heard Yashi when she said, "No. No one compliments me. King Oniramu complained I was to stupid and barbaric."
That boosted Yamcha's self-confidence of calming Yashi into his trap. He became braver. "Really? Then this Oniramu guy is blind and doesn't see things the way they really are. But what I see is the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen."
"Oh, stop that!" she finally turned around again, but her head was drooped down to hide her red face. "But thanks for the compliment, though." She dug the tip of her toes into the dirt and rotated. Yamcha could see that she was nervous and shy. Her hands were clasped tightly behind her.
"What is Yamcha doing?" Tien asked Krillen with shock in his voice and eyes.
"I think he's trying to seduce her." Krillen replied. "Yamcha sure has some weird strategies."
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Vegeta could feel her so near, the same feeling he had all the time on earth. Everywhere, he felt her. But when she disappeared, there was nothing. But now, he was given a second chance to get back what was his.........the one he loved.
'Wait for me,' Vegeta thought silently, 'I'm almost there. Just wait for me, Bulma.'
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Oniramu picked Bulma up in his arms while she held on her stomach the basket of food. The king held her tightly as if he was afraid to drop something very special. But she was very special to him.........
He walked out into the balcony and looked at the sky. Why did her friends decide to come back for her in such a perfect day? And how were they able to open the portal to his world? Well, they can't destroy him, for if they do, they will die. He is one with this world, and the world is he. He dies, this world will collapse and kill everyone in it. And if he died, so would Bulma. He cannot allow that.........
Bulma noticed the thoughtful look on his face. "What are you thinking about?"
He shook his head and smiled. "Nothing." His senses suddenly picked up something ahead. He turned to the room and looked at the silent maid who stood by the door. "Razelle, take care of some businesses that will be arriving shortly. Bulma and I need to go. I trust that you can do the job?"
Razelle had a blank look across her face. "Yes, King Oniramu." She said in a monotone voice. She bowed and continued to stand there. When Oniramu jumped into the air and flew away, the little maid walked into the balcony and looked at the arriving interlopers.
Bulma laid her cheek against Oniramu's chest. She had noticed Razelle, who usually had enthusiasm even if she had cloudy eyes, been very stiff and still. "What is wrong with Razelle?"
"Nothing, love." Oniramu said and kissed her forehead.
Love? He called her love. That's so sweet. Wait a minute. Didn't she love someone else? Bulma began to wonder where her feelings were going. Oniramu is a sweet gentleman. While Vegeta is cold and arrogant. Who could love him? Bulma gasped.
"Is something amiss?" Oniramu asked, but Bulma shook her head.
Where had that last question come from? How can she think that? Thoughts.... Bundle of thoughts. She was just confused, wasn't she? Now as she looked at this, she had been thinking differently lately. While she had her baby in her stomach, the baby of Vegeta, she had been thinking of Oniramu as if he was the only one. She looked up at the king.
He was staring down at her intensely.
And from there, she noticed something different about him. The light in that black gem on his forehead seemed to be glowing.
Vegeta should be hated. Vegeta was not kind. Do not think of him. A voice said in her mind. Or was she thinking that? She had been thinking of Vegeta in a bad way. But she never heard that voice before. Or has she? Maybe she was too calm and carefree around Oniramu that she had not noticed the voice. Maybe she got used to it, and now thought of it as her own. Yet, why is it just now she seems to know those words weren't of her thoughts?
Wait for me. Another voice? But this one was different. The voice was so similar, but she cannot place who it is.
I'm almost there. There it was again! Who was it? This wasn't the same voice she had heard earlier.
Just wait for me Bulma. Bulma cried out. Vegeta!
She started scream. "Let go of me! Let go of me!"
Oniramu was shocked. "Bulma! Stop it! Do not let me drop you!"
"You monster!" she screamed as she pounded on his chest. "I know it's you! You're the one telling me to hate Vegeta!"
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Vegeta felt a spark. Piccolo's ear twitched. "I hear something." He informed. "It's up ahead."
"Let's go faster." Goku suggested. The four quickened their flying pace.
"It sounds like Bulma.........and she's yelling." Piccolo said again.
Vegeta grunted and flew even faster than the others. She had better not been hurt. Or there would be hell to pay.
The castle grew even bigger and bigger as they came nearer. Gohan awed at the sight. Even if an evil man owned this castle, the castle was still beautiful. Suddenly, Gohan noticed a pretty young girl on a balcony staring up at them. The next thing he saw was her head before it smashed against his jaw. He did flips in the air as he was thrown back by the surprise. When he stopped himself, he was holding onto his jaw.
Goku, Piccolo, and Vegeta stopped when Gohan wasn't following. They turned back and stopped to see a girl floating in the air a few feet away from Gohan, just staring at him with no emotion in her eyes. Her head turned and she stared at them.
"Who are you?" Goku asked. He saw his son rubbing his jaw with pain. "Gohan?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, nor does it matter who you are. I had specific orders to annihilate you all." Her lazy eyes suddenly widened and she opened her mouth. Her teeth sharpened and the irises of her eyeballs shrunk. Her hair, which was once in a tight black bun, escaped from its hold and flew around her like the wind was blowing against her.
"Her power is enormous!" Piccolo exclaimed.
Vegeta growled. "I have no time for fighting!" he blasted away from the four and flew to the direction he felt Bulma's power was, which had another weak one beside her.
Goku looked from Vegeta to the unknown girl, and then back at Vegeta. "Gohan, Piccolo, you guys stay here. I have to go with Vegeta."
Gohan nodded. "Right." He watched his father follow Vegeta, gaining on him with every second. Gohan turned to Piccolo and nodded. Piccolo looked at Gohan and then at the woman.
"Prepare yourself, girl, because we won't go easy on you." Piccolo warned. In one swift movement, he took off his turban and cape.
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Ahhh. So she has finally found out. Bulma's scream stopped abruptly as Oniramu brought his hand down on the back of her head, knocking her out instantly. Someone needed to stop her wailing, even as much as he loved her.
His flying pace grew faster with speed as he felt the power of two men following him.
It was true. It was he who was hypnotizing her. It was he who was talking to her in her mind. And he was so close to having her to himself completely. He was so close.........until he heard another voice in her head.........the voice of her 'lover.'
Well, 'that man' won't be her lover anymore. For now on, it will be he, Oniramu, which would take care of Bulma. It'll be he who will hold her when she is sad. It'll be he who will share his laughter with Bulma. For if he didn't have her, then no one will.........
"Cement doesn't shine, does it?" Goku asked, one eyebrow raised in confusion.
"You fool! Of course it doesn't!" Vegeta commented as if Goku's question was as stupid as asking what was one plus one when you are at the age of twenty-one.
Goku puffed out his chest and looked at the Saiy-jin prince. "If you're so smart, then what do you think it is?"
"I know it's not cement, and I know for a fact that it does not shine!"
Gohan sighed. He was the youngest, but his father, Goku, and Vegeta fought like they were younger than he was. He turned to Piccolo when the namek spoke. "The castle is made of crystal or some sort. Whoever came up with an idea like that must be very stupid." In his hand, he concentrated on making a big energy ball and threw it at the castle and waited.
The four were silent for a moment as the energy ball flew away from them with speed, disappearing from a huge ball, to small dot, and was nothing. But then they stared in horror when the energy ball came flying back at them. Piccolo dodged it from killing him, but it grazed his cheek and a line of purple blood came out from the corner.
"It must've deflected it back." Gohan said. "What do we do now, dad?"
"Yeah, our power probably can't destroy that thing." Piccolo added.
"I say we find this Oniramu guy, and kill him! It's not like we're fighting the castle!" Vegeta said.
"You're right, Vegeta." Goku said and scratched his head. Before Vegeta could say anything—which Goku bet he would with an insult like "That's the smartest thing you've done, Kakkarot!—Goku said, "I can sense Bulma's energy."
"Do you think you can sense Oniramu's power level?" Piccolo asked.
"Well.........actually.........yes.........well, I think so. I mean, that power is right next to Bulma after all. That has to be him!" Goku said with triumph and glee. They get to get Bulma back in minutes, and probably kill Oniramu in less than a minute.
"Humph, if that power I'm sensing is Oniramu, then he shouldn't be strong at all." Vegeta laughed. "Some experience we can get out of this. Come on, let's go." He blasted forward, not waiting for their replies.
"Vegeta seems happy and light right now." Goku commented as he and the other followed Vegeta in a slower pace, but still fast. "Back on earth, he almost lost it."
"Perhaps it's because Bulma is existing, and he can sense her." Piccolo suggested. "And that this fight with this Oniramu guy won't take so long."
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Yashi gasped and turned around to hide her blush. Gorgeous? She? Oniramu used to say how barbaric and stupid she was. And now this human is complimenting her with a sweet question like that.
"Oh, I'm sorry for asking." Yamcha said, and for a moment, Yashi had a terrible feeling in her heart that he was going to take that question back. "It's just that I can't help but ask a beautiful woman, one such as yourself, that question." Yamcha continued, using his usual pick up lines that he used with girls at bars. "But I'm sure you know that you are very beautiful. You probably get complimented almost everyday." Outside, he seemed calm and easy, but inside, there was a mass of fear.
Yamcha barely heard Yashi when she said, "No. No one compliments me. King Oniramu complained I was to stupid and barbaric."
That boosted Yamcha's self-confidence of calming Yashi into his trap. He became braver. "Really? Then this Oniramu guy is blind and doesn't see things the way they really are. But what I see is the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen."
"Oh, stop that!" she finally turned around again, but her head was drooped down to hide her red face. "But thanks for the compliment, though." She dug the tip of her toes into the dirt and rotated. Yamcha could see that she was nervous and shy. Her hands were clasped tightly behind her.
"What is Yamcha doing?" Tien asked Krillen with shock in his voice and eyes.
"I think he's trying to seduce her." Krillen replied. "Yamcha sure has some weird strategies."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Vegeta could feel her so near, the same feeling he had all the time on earth. Everywhere, he felt her. But when she disappeared, there was nothing. But now, he was given a second chance to get back what was his.........the one he loved.
'Wait for me,' Vegeta thought silently, 'I'm almost there. Just wait for me, Bulma.'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Oniramu picked Bulma up in his arms while she held on her stomach the basket of food. The king held her tightly as if he was afraid to drop something very special. But she was very special to him.........
He walked out into the balcony and looked at the sky. Why did her friends decide to come back for her in such a perfect day? And how were they able to open the portal to his world? Well, they can't destroy him, for if they do, they will die. He is one with this world, and the world is he. He dies, this world will collapse and kill everyone in it. And if he died, so would Bulma. He cannot allow that.........
Bulma noticed the thoughtful look on his face. "What are you thinking about?"
He shook his head and smiled. "Nothing." His senses suddenly picked up something ahead. He turned to the room and looked at the silent maid who stood by the door. "Razelle, take care of some businesses that will be arriving shortly. Bulma and I need to go. I trust that you can do the job?"
Razelle had a blank look across her face. "Yes, King Oniramu." She said in a monotone voice. She bowed and continued to stand there. When Oniramu jumped into the air and flew away, the little maid walked into the balcony and looked at the arriving interlopers.
Bulma laid her cheek against Oniramu's chest. She had noticed Razelle, who usually had enthusiasm even if she had cloudy eyes, been very stiff and still. "What is wrong with Razelle?"
"Nothing, love." Oniramu said and kissed her forehead.
Love? He called her love. That's so sweet. Wait a minute. Didn't she love someone else? Bulma began to wonder where her feelings were going. Oniramu is a sweet gentleman. While Vegeta is cold and arrogant. Who could love him? Bulma gasped.
"Is something amiss?" Oniramu asked, but Bulma shook her head.
Where had that last question come from? How can she think that? Thoughts.... Bundle of thoughts. She was just confused, wasn't she? Now as she looked at this, she had been thinking differently lately. While she had her baby in her stomach, the baby of Vegeta, she had been thinking of Oniramu as if he was the only one. She looked up at the king.
He was staring down at her intensely.
And from there, she noticed something different about him. The light in that black gem on his forehead seemed to be glowing.
Vegeta should be hated. Vegeta was not kind. Do not think of him. A voice said in her mind. Or was she thinking that? She had been thinking of Vegeta in a bad way. But she never heard that voice before. Or has she? Maybe she was too calm and carefree around Oniramu that she had not noticed the voice. Maybe she got used to it, and now thought of it as her own. Yet, why is it just now she seems to know those words weren't of her thoughts?
Wait for me. Another voice? But this one was different. The voice was so similar, but she cannot place who it is.
I'm almost there. There it was again! Who was it? This wasn't the same voice she had heard earlier.
Just wait for me Bulma. Bulma cried out. Vegeta!
She started scream. "Let go of me! Let go of me!"
Oniramu was shocked. "Bulma! Stop it! Do not let me drop you!"
"You monster!" she screamed as she pounded on his chest. "I know it's you! You're the one telling me to hate Vegeta!"
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Vegeta felt a spark. Piccolo's ear twitched. "I hear something." He informed. "It's up ahead."
"Let's go faster." Goku suggested. The four quickened their flying pace.
"It sounds like Bulma.........and she's yelling." Piccolo said again.
Vegeta grunted and flew even faster than the others. She had better not been hurt. Or there would be hell to pay.
The castle grew even bigger and bigger as they came nearer. Gohan awed at the sight. Even if an evil man owned this castle, the castle was still beautiful. Suddenly, Gohan noticed a pretty young girl on a balcony staring up at them. The next thing he saw was her head before it smashed against his jaw. He did flips in the air as he was thrown back by the surprise. When he stopped himself, he was holding onto his jaw.
Goku, Piccolo, and Vegeta stopped when Gohan wasn't following. They turned back and stopped to see a girl floating in the air a few feet away from Gohan, just staring at him with no emotion in her eyes. Her head turned and she stared at them.
"Who are you?" Goku asked. He saw his son rubbing his jaw with pain. "Gohan?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, nor does it matter who you are. I had specific orders to annihilate you all." Her lazy eyes suddenly widened and she opened her mouth. Her teeth sharpened and the irises of her eyeballs shrunk. Her hair, which was once in a tight black bun, escaped from its hold and flew around her like the wind was blowing against her.
"Her power is enormous!" Piccolo exclaimed.
Vegeta growled. "I have no time for fighting!" he blasted away from the four and flew to the direction he felt Bulma's power was, which had another weak one beside her.
Goku looked from Vegeta to the unknown girl, and then back at Vegeta. "Gohan, Piccolo, you guys stay here. I have to go with Vegeta."
Gohan nodded. "Right." He watched his father follow Vegeta, gaining on him with every second. Gohan turned to Piccolo and nodded. Piccolo looked at Gohan and then at the woman.
"Prepare yourself, girl, because we won't go easy on you." Piccolo warned. In one swift movement, he took off his turban and cape.
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Ahhh. So she has finally found out. Bulma's scream stopped abruptly as Oniramu brought his hand down on the back of her head, knocking her out instantly. Someone needed to stop her wailing, even as much as he loved her.
His flying pace grew faster with speed as he felt the power of two men following him.
It was true. It was he who was hypnotizing her. It was he who was talking to her in her mind. And he was so close to having her to himself completely. He was so close.........until he heard another voice in her head.........the voice of her 'lover.'
Well, 'that man' won't be her lover anymore. For now on, it will be he, Oniramu, which would take care of Bulma. It'll be he who will hold her when she is sad. It'll be he who will share his laughter with Bulma. For if he didn't have her, then no one will.........