Chapter 2
Vegeta heard the scream which made him turned around and quickly swam over. Who on earth wonder around this place at this time? He wondered. He quickly swam to what it seen like a lady drowning. He grabbed her waist and asked her to stop kicking. "It's ok. It's ok." He cooed her.
She felt a strong arm lifted her up to the surface. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, afraid that he would let her go. She began to cough, choking some of the water she had swallowed earlier. Soon enough she was able to breathe the sweet airs again. Inhaled hungrily, to her it felt an eternity that she had been down there.
Vegeta continued kicking the water to remain at surface. He could feel her trebling with fears, poor girl she must be terrify, he thought. For the first time ever he felt so warm and fussy inside. All his life he couldn't remember the last time anyone had held him like this. She made him feel strong and important. Her skins felt so soft against his. He was lost with words. He just wanted to hold her, and protect her. "I'll protect you." He thought out loud, but realized it and he felt so stupid for saying it. This is just a girl he just met. He didn't even know her name. Stupid Vegeta, you're so stupid. She probably thinks you're crazy now.
She heard him, he sounded so soft but at the same time it was firm. His voice made her feel secure, and safe. She turned her head to see who he was. Under the reflection of the waters his eyes seem to sparkle at her, black pearls. Oh my god, he is so beautiful, she thought. She blushed and quickly turned away, afraid that her eyes would gave away her thoughts. Finally she realized, her body was completely pressed against his. Through her thin dress she could feel her now harden breasts pressed against his bare chest. She was so aroused and embarrassed by this recognition which made her quickly pushed him away. She sank down again and very soon after she began to splash for help. Silly girl.
Now the warm wind felt chilly on her wet skins. For a short while she lied on the cool earth, after he had lifted her on the shore. She missed his arms around her as soon as he carefully placed her down. Her eyes were too heavy to open, please hold me, she begged. She felt so cold without his touch.
Vegeta felt clueless as in what to do next, is she dead? He carefully brushed her hairs out from her face, and for the first time he saw her. It can't be! He thought as he backing away from her. His heart raced loudly in his ears. He backed off further when he saw her beginning to move. Ahh! What am I doing here! I must leave before she sees me!
She opened her eyes but he was already gone.
This morning he waited outside her wall for her to sing, but she didn't. Not this morning. He thought that something must have happened to her but he rejected the idea quickly. She is ok, maybe she slept in today. He thought and went on his way.
Tapped, tapped.
"Bulma! Are you up?" Called her father.
Tapped, tapped.
"Lord Yamcha is here to see you." He called again.
Tapped, tapped.
"Hun?" He called the final time and left.
Bulma listened to her father heavy footsteps fading. She signed, what's wrong with me?
The market place was once again filled with people. Krillin had just made the first sell for the first time this week. "Yeah!" he yelled in excitement, but when he turned to his friend he realized that his friend didn't even see thathe made a sell. "Vegeta?" He called, but Vegeta still staring blankly at his sculptures. Huh? What's wrong with him? He haven't been himself all morning. For the first time ever he actually got here on time.
"Lord Yamcha is here." A lady selling fishes said.
"Where?" asked the vegetable lady.
"He is at Lord Frieza's place. I think he want to court Lady Bulma." A lady selling fish said.
Krillin saw Vegeta react for the first time. He watched Vegeta attentively listening and watching the two ladies. "You ok man?" he asked, but like he expected, Vegeta said 'No, nothing,' and turned back to his frozen animals. I hope it is nothing too, Krillin shook his head. Lord Frieza was the richest man in town, he own almost everything in this town was standing on. By becoming In-Law with Lord Yamcha from the south, Lord Frieza would own that small piece of land too. The rich will continue to be rich. In this world your destiny was already determined from birth. It determined what you would eat every night; either you'll be eating meat at the table or out on the street eating left over.
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- Rye
