Ok, a lot happens in this chapter but first off, TWO REVIEWS!!??!?!?!? ONLY TWO FOR THE LAST CHAPTER!??!?!?!?!? NICE TO KNOW YOU CARE!!!!!!! Ok, I'm calm...bastards. J/K! (hides from angry mob)
I don't own it!
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Vegeta finally decided to quit annoying his little woman and focused his attention on the road. Meanwhile, Bulma moved her focus onto the radio. "Vegeta, do you think if something happened to mom they would have said something by now? Right? So if something bad really happened they would have announced it by now, right?"
Vegeta, not knowing how to calm her down any longer, just let out a pathetic sigh. "Right, woman."
"Yeah," she continued, still pushing back tears, "they would have." The rest of the drive was followed with silence.
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After a few hours had passed before the two decided to pull over and re-read the map. "Ok, so we know the hospital is by Orange Star High school, but according to this it seems that it's on the construction side of town."
Bulma looked at him quizzically, "But, Vegeta, there's no way. The only thing over there is run down buildings " She sank back into the plush car seat, taking a deep breath. "I'm telling you, something is not right. I can feel it."
Rolling his eyes and mumbling about paranoid women, Vegeta continued to drive anyway. Eventually he pulled up to a run down building with faded letters. "This is it?"
"I told you but you just wouldn't listen! Dende, are you that thick headed?" She continued ranting, missing when Vegeta mentioned he was getting out to look around. "Hey, where are you going? Get back in the car right now!"
Scowling, he cautiously walked up to the rundown hospital, stepping over broken glass and countless debris. He ran his hand on the foundation, the brick felt so old as small pieces flaked off at his delicate touch. Bulma was right. Something was going on, he just didn't know what. Bulma, however, was sitting back in the car listening to the radio. She crossed her arms and let out an agitated growl before roughly shoving open the door and following. As she slammed the door and stormed towards Vegeta she missed the sudden recall on the radio about Mrs. Briefs health report being a sick prank played by an anonymous caller, stating they were a personal doctor."Vegeta! What are you doing?" she seethed. Vegeta turned around, shrugged, motioned for her to shut up, and continued investigating. He eventually stepped over what would have been the door frame and inside the musty tower, Bulma in tow. "Vegeta, please. I really want to go."
It was then that the first shot rang out. Misfire, but that was enough for Vegeta to grab Bulma and run like hell out of there. He ran as fast as his feet could carry him, holding onto Bulma who was now close to sobbing in fear. He didn't think why there were no more gunshots, he just ran to the car. However, right on the hood of his ride sat a man he swear he could almost recognize. He watched as the man flicked his cigarette away and inside Vegeta's car, burning the leather seat. Feeling powerless all Vegeta could do was quickly move Bulma behind him. This quickly alerted Versetti into raising his gun, "Don't fucking move, punk."
Vegeta watched as the man ran his free hand through his hair. "Who are you?"
The man smirked, showing off his tar stained teeth, "Don't fucking matter to you, boy. Now, little miss Bulma, please step forward." Instead of following orders, Vegeta kept her behind his back. Not used to people disobeying him, he was quick to shoot Vegeta in his right thigh. Vegeta was quick to fall, Bulma following after crying. "Now look what happened. You could have saved yourself the pain, asshole, but no. You gotta be a fuckin hero." He roughly shoved Bulma away from Vegeta, pushing his face into Vegeta's pain ridden face, "And the best part? It was all in vain." With that, Bulma was shot through the stomach.
She fell.
"NO!" Vegeta watched as her blood seeped onto the rough terrain, mixing with the sand to form a thick mud. He crawled on his arms over to her body. "Bulma, Bulma talk to me. Oh Dende, please talk to me." Her blue eyes were slowly loosing their brightness and he swore he could see her skin paling considerably by the second. She began to cough up blood, trying just to say her goodbyes. "Don't go, please don't go. Stay with me." He ran his fingers through her hair in desperation that somehow his touch might save her. While he caressed her, he barely heard Versetti call in and report his mission completed.
"Yeah, had to shoot the damn brat in the leg to get to her but he'll live. Oh, you still want the head?""No," the voice on the radio stated, "just get out of there. Can't have us getting caught now can we."
"Alright then, be over in a few to collect the payment."
With that he hung up and left a dying Bulma and panicked Vegeta alone. Bulma finally pushed out enough blood from her mouth by now, "V..Vegeta."
"Hush woman, you'll be fine." She watched his eyes glaze over yet refuse to cry. Not now, not when he was still sure she would be ok. "We just gotta get you to a hospital."
She laughed, "Isn't that what got us in trouble?" She coughed up more blood. "Vegeta. I love you."
He closed his eyes tight and regained his composure. "I love you too. I always have." He leaned down to kiss her lips one last time.
"I'll see you later." she promised and then she was gone. For the first time in years, Vegeta cried.
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My whole life has changed
Since you came in,
I knew back then
You were that special one
I'm so in love, so deep in love
You make my life complete
You are so sweet, no one competes
Glad you came into my life
You blind me with your love,
with you I have no sight
-Differences by Ginuwine
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After mourning his loss, a new side of Vegeta turned out. He roughly shoved his fingers inside his gun shot wound and yanked out the tiny villain, throwing it as from him as possible. He slowly got up, flinching as he felt the pain shoot through him and feeling the blood ooze out of his body. He gritted his teeth as he grabbed onto Bulma and held her in his arms. Slowly, he made his way to the car, putting her gently into the vehicle as if she were still alive. He went to his side and saw the cigarette the man had thrown earlier. He scowled and screamed in agony, as he relived the whole event in his head. Finally he threw the cigarette into an empty cup holder, 'Might work for evidence.'
He drove towards the Briefs mansion.
On the way the mans face was plaguing him. How did he know him? Why was the man he spoke to sound so familiar? He looked over to Bulma's lifeless body and choked back further sobs. Turning his attention back to the road, he decided to think of it later. Pulling up to the mansion, he knew there was no way they would let in the son of their biggest rival, especially after the papers. So, after checking out the density of the giant gate, he revved up his car and sped through like no tomorrow. Hundreds of guards chased his car up the path to the mansion, thousands of sirens screaming, but Vegeta didn't care. He watched as Doctor Briefs ran outside with a riffle and aim it at his windshield. He immediately started honking, confusing the poor doctor into lowering his weapon.
Boy was Dr. Briefs pissed when he saw Vegeta step out of the car, but not nearly as much as when he saw who was in the passenger seat. "YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BABY!" He quickly ran down to the younger man as Vegeta carried Bulma lovingly in his arms.
It was then that a brain lapse occurred in Vegeta, triggering a memory of a time he met his fathers "associate."
"Versetti"
Within the half hour, Vegeta was incarcerated.
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The next day Vegeta was released after his story and the cigarette butt were released. A few days later he walked out of the court room where Versetti had been charged with Bulma's death and numerous others to be charged later. However, even this bit of good news could not cheer up Vegeta. For one, his father had legally disowned him but that didn't matter as the Briefs took him in majorly because of reason number two. Vegeta was going to have a son. When Burma's autopsy had been performed, they found tiny fetus cells inside of her. However, both mother and child were lost. It was when the Briefs saw Vegeta's expression upon hearing his 'family' had both passed that they really believed he cared for their daughter. But the major reason Vegeta was so distraught was that he still hadn't figured out who had hired Versetti. He lightly patted his coat pocket, inside holding the new hand gun he bought with B&V inscribed on the handle.
Walking down fifth avenue, he ran into a larger man. Before he could apologize or, in Vegeta style, keep walking, he looked up in to the face of his father. Well, his birth father. He watched as the older man sneered and pushed him away. However, very lightly, he heard him whisper, "Get out of here."
Vegeta stopped in his tracks and ever so slowly turned around. "It was you."
The gun shot echoed through the alleyways.