Chapter Six – The Arrival

Bulma opened her eyes. The ray of sunlight that had awakened her made her sneeze. She yawned, enjoying the warmth that still lasted underneath the blanket. Then she remembered the night. Who'd have ever thought that this bastard could be so gentle? she thought, smiling. I wonder where he's gone to. She got up, making her way to her bathroom. What a night…I can't believe this really happenend. But it had... and suddenly, looking into the mirror didn't seem such a good idea. But what use was there in avoiding oneself? Now look at you. Broke up with your ten-years-boyfriend only last week, and here you are, sleeping with one of the most murderous, arrogant, selfish, plain evil beings in the whole universe. She sighed. Bulma, you are a fool. He doesn't care about you, and you… you don't really care about him, do you? It's just… A rumbling sound from the first floor interrupted her thoughts and put a light grin onto her face. Oh, breakfast time, is it?

When Bulma entered the kitchen, she couldn't quite believe her eyes. What on earth is he doing? Everything that had once been inside the fridge or pantry or just been lying around was now piling up on the kitchen table. And her Saiyan "lover" was furiously stuffing the food into several capsules that lay in front of him.

"Vegeta?" Shortly, he glared at her, then continued to fill the capsules. Bulma didn't know how to react to this, but she felt anger rising inside her.

"Vegeta, what do you think you're doing?" she demanded, a bit louder this time.

"I'm going off training," he grumbled, closing the last capsule and glaring at the remaining food on the table.

"You're going…" The woman couldn't believe her ears. "Why, is there something wrong with the gravity room?" she asked, puzzled.

"No, I'm just leaving."

"But why…"

He interrupted her, finally looking up, his eyes meeting hers. "Because you are disturbing me!"

"I am…"

"Yes, you are, and I won't take that any longer! You are loud, you are affectionate…"

"I am WHAT?"

"… and you can't cook. You are not worthy of my presence."

Bulma was furious, her eyes sparkled. "Well, excuse me, Your Highness, but I wasn't aware that giving you a home, a place to train, and to feed your goddamn arrogant Saiyan self was DISTURBING YOU!" The last words she screamed at the top of her lungs.

He just snorted, grabbed the capsules, and left. She followed him outside, yelling after the figure that was disappearing in the sky. "AND DON'T YOU DARE COME BACK HERE!"

Then she just stood there, trying to figure out what had happened. Oh well, she finally shrugged and turned to go back inside, he'll be back when his food's out.

Vegeta threw another punch at his own shadow, having trained furiously for hours. He didn't want to think. That would only remind him of the woman. Here we go again! He powered up, blasting some nearby rocks to dust. He didn't know where exactly he was, he just knew that there was no single soul around. All he could see – and sense – were rocks, and desert. The right place to train if you didn't have a gravity room. Damn it! A series of kicks cut the air. Damn it, damn it, damn her!

The Saiyan stopped short when a light flickered at the edge of his view, turning brighter with great speed. He turned to look at it. What first seemed like a shooting star soon turned too big – and too loud – to be a mere piece of rock. What the… a spaceship?

The Saiyan took off as the impact shook the earth, sending a roaring thunder through the evening sky. He had sensed something… something familiar… though he didn't quite know what it was. We'll see… and if whatever just landed looks at me in a funny way, I will at least have a little fun. He grinned.

As he arrived at the crater the impact had caused, he landed. It was indeed a spaceship that lay there, still creating a humming sound. The prince barely had the time to look at it, when his attention was drawn towards a door… a door that was slowly opening.

Vegeta made a face as he saw the being that stepped into the open. Damn! Now that's ugly! The alien was humanoid, but only slightly so. The resemblance ended with it having two arms and legs. It had a wrinkled blue skin, which seemed to be almost painfully dry. And it seemed to be a head taller than the Saiyan… it's head… Vegeta frowned. Are those… eyes? The creature had no mouth, nor was there a visible nose. All that was displayed on it's, well, face, were three vertical slashes right in the middle; a greenish blue light emerged from them.

The prince watched as the alien stretched itself, then turned towards him.

"What do you want?" he asked in a harsh voice.

"I Want This World," a far too familiar voice echoed through his head, making him flinch with painful surprise, "And You Will Help Me Get It!"

He couldn't move! Vegeta struggled to break whatever spell his enemy had cast upon him, but in vain. Damn it… no!

His eyes widened in horror as the being came close to him, reaching out it's hand. Damn you! Don't you dare…! A laughter he had grown to hate rang through his head once more as the alien touched his face – and mentally forced it's way into his mind, making him scream inwardly in pure agony. Memories… Vegetasei, his father, Frieza, Kakarott, the woman… faces… they merged into a swirl, causing him to scream once more. And the alien laughed, sending out a wave of cruel pleasure.

"Want To See A Trick?"

The Saiyan desperately tried to close his eyes as the being changed. But he couldn't. Helplessly, he stared into the face of… himself, the well-known features a parody of his own smirk, yet showing a hatred that even he had never felt.

"Sleep," his opponent said, withdrawing his hand from Vegeta's face, and the Saiyan felt all strength leaving him. He fell, already unconscious as his body hit the ground.

The false Saiyan stood for a moment, looking down at the motionless prince. Shame. Such a waste of time he had been, the promising adversary he had seemed to be at the beginning. At least his body – or the image of it – would be useful, along with the memories he had provided. The alien scanned the thoughts it had just absorbed. That blue-haired woman… rich and powerful, heiress to one of the greatest companies this world could offer. It would be a good idea to make her mind his playground, learning a little more about 'The Earth' before taking over the highest being. It scanned a little more. Capsule Corp., that would be… that direction. 'Vegeta' took off, leaving the other's unmoving form behind.

This was almost too easy.