Chapter 6 Sukki

While she stayed at the merchants place she kept her bag in a far corner of the bedroom she occupied. She never knew when she would have to leave. All in all though, the family she was staying with seemed nice enough. They were very kind to her and she had food and drink and cloths on her back and of course a roof over her head. She made sure she kept the journal up to date and after a month she sent her first full one back to Frieza starting a new one at the start of the second month.

She had been out in the field behind the cottage of the little blue house she was staying at. All the flowers were in bloom. The sky was a purplish gray as both of the suns were starting to set and the moons starting to rise. She wore a dress what was a light pink and stopped just above her knees. It had no sleeves and was form fitting and flared at the ends. A cool breeze swept her hair out of her face and made it flutter and dance across her bare shoulders and back. The moment seemed almost perfect with her arms full of wild blue and red flowers. A yellow flower was just behind her ear and most of her hair pulled over her shoulder. She continued on her way walking getting dangerously closer to the outer part of the property.

Something caught her attention up by the cottage and dirt road that led to the market place where the owner of the house would sell various items and trade. She started her way up to the house and opened the screen door in the back of the house and walked in. A large vase with semi dead flowers sat on the dinning room table, and she set the fresh flowers in the vase. She wiped her hands on her dress and straightened her back. She made her way through the small house and out the front door to see what had caught her attention. She smiled as she saw a young man probably only about 13, doing several different moves she had never seen before. The way his body moved seemed almost impossible. His small tight compacted muscles constricted almost painfully as he lifted his leg in a kick so far above his head she thought he might fall. She watched with great fascination. "Boy," She said catching his attention making him drop his leg and go into a fighting stance. He growled a little and she found it slightly charming and cute at the same time. "I am not going to hurt you. What are you doing over there? Don't you think you are going to get hurt doing moves like that? Why don't you go play with some of your little friends" She said quite innocently.

The boy looked at her and cocked his head, "Your stupid lady, this here is martial arts. Haven't you ever seen it?" He said. She figured he must have grown up in the deeper farm country of the place.

"Is this place full of warriors? I thought it was more country and for growing and selling crops, isn't that the point of this planet? To grow and sell crops I mean." She said in an almost knowing way.

"Well I suspect so, but not me. My father is a share cropper, but I want be a great fighter. Like, well, like the Sayians. They use to come here you know." He said and continued to do a few moves. He lifted his leg in the air with half his body facing the side and kicked low, medium, and then high.

"Who taught you how to fight? The Sayians? Who..." She asked her curiosity peaking.

"He told me to call him Sensei. Never told me his name, but he was awful strong. He could break me without effort. I want to be just like him." He said and continued with the various moves he was making with a dreamy look on his face. She smiled and walked into the house. She wandered if she knew this mysterious man. She wanted to know.

She walked back out after cleaning up around the little house a little bit. The suns had gone down and the moons were shinning with all their might. The night seemed almost unreal. It was much brighter here at night than what she was use to back home. She walked around to the back and sat in a chair and sat staring up at the sky. She looked at the stars looking for home. It seemed so far away, and was. It made her feel bad that she never told her family. She wished with all her heart to go back and give her dad a kiss. She hoped that when she left on the trip to Vegeta's planet that it wasn't the last time she was to ever see her father. Hope kept her going; life was much easier where she was at then where she could go. She kept all that in mind. Even if she made it off this planet would she make it past Freiza?

Tomorrow she had to go into town and get some things for the master of the house. She hoped she wasn't going to be too noticeable. She sighed and lifted herself up out of her chair and walked back into the house. She went back to her bedroom and sat down in the chair in front of her vanity mirror. She remembered she didn't lock her door and got back up and walked over to the door locking it, paranoia getting the best of her. Then she went back over to her vanity and sat down. On top of a stack of novels, which sat on her vanity desk, there was a rather large jar of lotion. She unscrewed the lid and set it down in front of her. She took some of the lotion and rubbed it throughouly into her hands then took what looked like the outside of where the lotion was at and set it next to her hand. It was hollow inside and she kept the card Frieza had given her in it. She figured that is how he would keep track of his property. She figured there was more to it then that but tomorrow she would use it. She needed a few parts and such. She was working on a new prototype for Vegeta. They were hand weights which you could adjust to different levels of intensity. It started at 2,000 pounds. She figured he would like them. She counted down the months till her return back 8 months.

Vegeta stood pacing back and forth like a caged lion. It had been only 4 months since she left, but he still couldn't get her off his mind. Everything seemed to remind him of her. Anything and everything that was blue made him think of her hair and long to run his fingers through it once again. It seemed though while she was away he worked harder on getting stronger than he had ever in his entire life. She invaded his every thought and the only way to get her out that helped a little was the pain his grueling sparring and shadow boxing caused, and the massive load of pushups, sit ups, and chin ups in the various levels of gravity. He had worked himself up to 300G's and everything seemed to be going well.

Then it happened, it was so sudden and unexpected. The GR blew up. It blew up while he was in it.

The huge explosion held him under like a large blanket of rubble. He couldn't breathe because the air was knocked out of him. The pressure of the tons and tons of weight weighing on his chest and stomach made him feel like a helpless human. He couldn't escape. From what he surveyed of his body and could feel there were Several broken bones and he wished to Kami that there wasn't any internal bleeding, but he knew that was to vain to expect. Then a sudden blackness engulfed him, and he grew silent.

Bright agonizing light burned his pupils and iris of his eyes as he was wheeled into an emergency room bed. Doctors where screaming and yelling everywhere; it made his head throb and pound. Nurses were running everywhere. One yelled for an IV and another shoved a needle into his arm with a pack of blood that sat on what looked like a hanger type thing; he had no idea. A doctor looked down at him, and he looked back. Suddenly everything started getting hazy and the doctor was saying, "Stay awake just a little longer, please, just a …" That is all that he heard before everything went dark again.

-10 Days Later on Planet Bolski

The suns were shining brilliantly as she was walking back from the woods. She had caught and killed a deer with her a new invention of hers that shot a sticky web over the prey and shot it with little needles poisoning and killing the animal instantly. She was dragging it back to the house when a very short and stubby old man was hobbling over to her. It seemed that he was running. She thought it must have been important so she dropped the ankles of the deer and ran to the man. He was huffing and puffing his black wavy hair flew in his face over and over and he leaned over and tried grabbing his knees over his pot belly of a stomach.

She waited patiently for him to catch his breath and with a slight puff of air he handed her a correspondence from Frieza. She looked at him with a look that questioned him. He looked at her and shrugged his shoulders without saying a word and walked back up to the house.

She looked at the little metal disc and pushed an orange button on the edge of a small screen. This didn't look very good. A large image appeared out of it and she set it on the ground and took a step back from it. And she watched as an image of Frieza popped up and told her about Vegeta getting in an accident.

When the image closed she fell to her knees. Tears started streaming down her face, and she started to hack and cough on her own sobs. She fell and rolled on her back then her side and cried. She cried like she never cried before, the last time she remembered crying that much was when her grandfather died. She was extremely close to him and it was rather recent. She moved and heaved her body up but fell back to the ground coughing and trying to find her breath. Finally she cried her self to sleep in the middle of the field of flowers.

Finally she stood up and started walking back to the house. She walked into her room and took her cloths off. She went into her bathroom and started running hot water in the rather deep garden tub. The one she had back home was much more lavish but this would serve its purpose and that was all that mattered to her at that very moment. Soon she found her self dousing in the hot water and decided that it was time to get out. She stood and grabbed the towel that was laying on the toilet that was next to her and wrapped the towel around her and walked back into her room. She walked over to her dresser drawers and found a pair of pants and a shirt. She changed into a pair of pants and a skin tight white long sleeve shirt. She made up her mind that she would leave this place. She had to. She had to go…

Without looking back she grabbed her capsules and her bag that was in the corner of the room. She stopped in the middle of the room just to look over her left shoulder as she was walking out of the room to look at her reflection. She looked terrible with big red splotches all over her face and her nose was bright red and her lips trembled. Her eyes were extremely red and puffy and her eyes were watery with unreleased tears. She blinked and a large tear fell down her cheek and fell off her chin hitting the ground below her. She turned and left…

She went outside a far distance and before she hit the forest she turned and looked back to a planet that she hoped to never see again. She turned and walked back into the forest. There was a clearing she knew of a mile into it and she headed for it. She knew their would be a time where she would need a rather large clearing so during long nights when she couldn't sleep she would go out there and work her ass off trying to clear a large opening. During the day while everyone was away she would go out there and work more. Most of her time there was spent at the market place helping sell things because she was "nice to look at".

She continued to walk her pants became a little torn because she couldn't find her normal path. Brier bushes scrapped and tugged at her legs like hands from the earth. She stumbled and jerked but finally made it onto the trail she had searched earlier for. She started to jog because there was only a forth of a mile left. Finally in the distance she could make out the clearing. She walked up to it and stopped in the middle of it. Under her feet you could hear sharp crutches of sticks that were laying all about her. She stopped for a moment and looked up. The moons were full that night and the scene seemed almost too real for her.

She heard a sharp crunch behind her and she swirled around grabbing her gun on the capsule belt. Nothing was there. She took one of her capsules off her belt and hit a small blue button and threw it to the ground. There was a loud noise and smoke puffed out everywhere making her hair fly back behind her smeared face. When the dust and sticks and brush had settled there was a slight mist in the air of pollen from the flowers that were on the outskirts of the forest. She looked up at what the capsule had produced. Her beautiful space ship sat before her. She smiled and started forward. She took her bag and got a remote out. She pushed a few various buttons and a door opened up for her to go through. She was half way up the ramp when she heard behind her a yelling noise then some rustling. She turned fully around and looked and saw the king only about 30 feet from her holding the boy she had seen earlier in his arms. The boy was franticly moving about and squirming. "What is going on over there?" She said in a demanding voice. Her gun was already in her hand and aimed at the kings head.

He gave her a wicked smile and cocked his head. "Oh, just checking up on you… Good thing I did. Frieza didn't want his little girl scientist getting any crazy ideas of taking leave without notice, if you get my drift. That would be bad for his business and mine." He said. His voice grew deeper as he talked and less friendly. He seemed so cold. "That little bitch boy there I found in the bushes watching you…" He said and kicked the boy in the ribs while he was on the ground. The boy already looked like he had been beaten to hell from the man and when he kicked him you could hear the crunch of his steel toe boots connecting with fragile ribs. The boy gave a grunt and sat still for a few moments then lashed out and kicked the king in the legs making him fall to the ground and give a yell of surprise. Bulma walked right up to the king and gave a wicked smile.

"You know king, I am not so innocent. Just wanted to say you had your chance. Now go." She started to help the boy up gun still aimed at the bigot king. She looked down for a second and in that second the king grabbed her pushing the boy to the ground and tackled her to the ground as well. He fell on her knocking the wind out of her making her gasp for air. The gun had been tossed a foot from her hand and she couldn't get to it. He looked down at his pinned victim and smirked.

"Dejavu." He said with a wicked grin on his face and smacked the fuck out of her busting her lip open and making her nose bleed a little. The pain that flew through her face was excruciating. It felt like her eye was going to go out of her face. She fought back though hitting him with a well placed elbow in the nose feeling small cracks on the side of her arm just above the elbow. He howled in pain but continued his on slaught of smacks and rips at her cloths. She moved her head and saw that the boy had grabbed the gun and had it pointed at his back. She nodded and quickly moved from his body and the boy shot making the king fall in a lump at her feet. She gave a smile of relief and looked at the boy.

"It will be ok." That is all she could say and then she moved her leg noticing he was laying on it. "Want to come with me?" She said and he nodded at her. "Got any cloths or family or something?" She said and he shook his head. "Then when we get where we need to go I will get you some. I know a Great fighter that will help you if you don't mind getting your ass kicked… Would you like that?" He nodded vigorously, and she walked around the body of the discusting kind and up the ramp with the boy following just a few seconds after getting a last look at the fallen man.

As Bulma turned on the ship, in the pilots room, she looked over at the boy. He was rather young. She wandered what had happened to his parents. She really didn't feel like talking at the moment either. His palms were sweating though and she knew he was excited. "I never caught your name." She said

He turned to her and gave a deep smirk. "Sukki."