Sands OF Time
Chappie 2
I Want Something More
By
Bulma
R: Um…can you guys just read. I have a hangover and I don't feel so good.
T: Well maybe you shouldn't drink
R: Yeah, but I rather drink than be some uptight lil' perfect lavender haired bitch!!!
T: Okay that is fuckin it! You are gonna fuckin' die!!! Gonna go fight Recap!
20 Years In The Past!
"For the last time Bulma, grow up! How can I expect you to take over the business if all you is run around on these "Adventures?!" and endanger your life! Daughter, it is about high and time you get your ass in gear and grow up!" yelled a more than angry Dr. Briefs of the technology empire of Capsule Corp. He had been yelling at his daughter, Bulma Briefs, for the last past hour. This blue haired, fiery spirited, combination of beauty and brains told her father that she needed to do some exploring for her best friend Goku, who needed to retrieve a few possessions from his space pod from which he landed from Yardrate when he was escaping an exploding planet called Nameke.
In fact, it was a magnificent battle that took place on the Planet Nameke, in which an evil tyrant by the name of Frieza had come to collect these orange star balls called Dragonballs. And the story behind these mysterious orbs is that they can grant any wish u want, even immortality. So Goku and his friends went to go stop him from a eternity of death and destruction. But not even 2 weeks did they come to the horrifying truth that Frieza had survived. Of course Goku defeated him, but Frieza escaped and to this day they don't know where he is at and they hope they never see him again. But all things must come out in the open and they hope they will be ready if he should come for more revenge. But there was something very important in the pod that Goku needed to retrieve and since he was in the hospital, he couldn't very well get up and get it. No matter how badly he wanted to. SO he asked Bulma to retrieve it for him.
And as Bulma was about to head out the door, her father got word of this and began his lecture. For sometime now, her father was getting up in his years as he needed his daughter to take over the business and responsibilities. But lately, she had been going on dangerous missions and such. But now it too had to stop. She had to learn to grow up and face facts.
"Dad, these aren't just silly adventures. Last time I checked these "adventures" saved your life and the lives of everyone on Earth. I am making a difference! Please understand of where I am coming from." Bulma pleaded. Her father just didn't understand. This was for the good of Earth. Her father shook his head.
"No Bulma. Not anymore. I will not stand for one more running about and almost getting yourself killed. Enough is enough. You have one week to decide where you want your life to be. But hear this, if you should choose the path that we both know is wrong for you, then you must leave and never return." "A threat?" she inquired dangerously. They stared each other down with the same piercing blue eyes.
Neither one budging. "No Bulma, a promise." came the answer from her Father as they never left each other's eyes. If it hadn't been for Bulma's pride, she would have broken down in tears at that very moment. Instead she stood up from her seat. "Then I shall give you my decision now. At the end of this week, I will go down that path and I hope you regret this decision for making me choose between the 2 things I hold dear to my heart. Goodbye Daddy."
Her father watched her leave and not so much as a glance at him as she closed the door behind her. Dr. Briefs sighed to himself. Perhaps she was right. Maybe he would regret this decision, but lil' did he know that this would be the very last time he would see her alive for a long, long time.
Bulma made her way back to the house. She couldn't believe her father. How could he make her choose!!! Bulma stormed up to her room as she entered the house. The house smelled of food as her Mother was in the kitchen cooking. Bulma rushed past her and ran straight up to her room. Mrs. Briefs didn't even bother turning around and going to see what was wrong as she heard her daughter enter through the screen door and slam her bedroom door. She had known of the conversation her husband gave to her daughter. That is why she decided to let Bulma cool off before she consoled her daughter.
As Bulma entered her room and slammed the door she flung herself on the bed and screamed into her pillow. Bulma relieved herself of her frustrations and she laid on her back as she stared at her ceiling. It just wasn't fair. She wanted so much more outta life than staying here in a lab for the rest of her life. She wanted to be free to have adventures. But now, here she was having to choose of what she wanted most outta most of her life.
She let out a huge sigh of frustration of all these suffocating and taganizing thoughts that betrayed her to give up and stay here. But she could not deny that she had an adventurous spirit and it's needs must be met. The Bulma's attention turned to the picture on the nightstand. It was a picture of her and her beloved desert bandit, Yamcha. They were wearing formal clothing and dressed for the night of the town.
Actually, it was Yamcha's 18th birthday present to her. They were to go eat dinner and to dance the night away. However, it ended as a terrible mess. Despite the happy couple in the picture so many years ago, Yamcha's 2 "other" girlfriends shown up and ruined along with humiliating the new 18 year old, in which she came home in tears.
As this memory played in Bulma's mind, she did have to wonder is this where she wanted to be in life. This unhappy, office/lab working, stay in the lines and abide by the rules, boyfriend cheating, parent abiding, sad lil' girl. To Bulma's realization, she did not want this. She wanted passion and fire! She wanted to go out there and prove to the universe that she was a fearless explorer, a courageous adventure, and a sexy vixen all at the same time. She did not want Yamcha. To many tears and so many wasted years have been wasted on him and too many heartbreaks to even count have not been mended.
She was done with the pain and the expectations of everyone. Tired of being held back and cheated on. No more, she would end this and never look back. And just as she was about to reach for the phone and call Goku and then Yamcha of what was goin on, an explosion occurred outside her house that shook the compound and the poor neighborhoods near by. Bulma held onto her bed as the shaking came to a stop.
Bulma jumped up outta the bed and ran outside on her balcony as it looked over the Capsule Corp. estate. Bulma searched for the source of the explosion. Then her blue orbs rested upon the smoke and rubble of the machine on the backyard lawn. It's name is the Gravity Room (G.R.). It's function was to take Earth's normal gravity and increase it. It's purpose of this machine was to train those who used it to become stronger by increasing the gravity. However, this machine can go up to 500x times Earth's gravity.
Now most people would be crazy to use a thing like the GR. But quiet actually it is not. For you see, Bulma has a house guest living with her. Prince Vegeta, the (almost) last sole survivor for the Saiyan race and Prince of all Saiyans. And as Saiyan anatomy goes, if a Saiyan should get beaten close to death and is well recovered their strength, speed, and fighting ability increases dramatically.
And Prince Vegeta is a very proud and powerful Saiyan. On Nameke not too long ago, Goku was stronger than him and he descended to a Super Saiyan, which is when their strength increases unbelievably as their hair stands on end in a gold color as a powerful aurora surrounds the Saiyan as they stare at you with sea green eyes, but that fate was not meant for Goku. That birthright was reserved for Vegeta.
So make a long story short, Vegeta is pissed about it and is rival to Goku. And he has also dedicated his entire being and life to becoming stronger than Goku and the death of him as well as he destroys Earth. Which is why he ended up in this mess in the first place.
Bulma let out a gasp as she saw Vegeta laid on the rubble unconscious. ("Oh no…he's gone too far again…") she thought frantically as she ran outside to go retrieve him. This was not the first time the Prince had gone too far with the GR and his training. He'd always push his body, mind, and soul beyond the limits and expectations of everyone, but mostly himself. Bulma practically busted down the stairs and outside the door.
She saw him still sprawled out knocked cold and increased her neck breaking run. Bulma fell on her knees by his side. He was pretty much beaten up to a bloody pulp. "Geta…why do you do this to yourself?" she whispered as her eyes were full of concern. Then without a second thought she pulled out her cell phone, as she was so sure that he would knocked out cold and there would be no chance of him getting up himself to go to the on hand medics, she would have to have someone come get him since she was too weak to lift a pure blooded, muscle bound Saiyan Prince by herself.
She began to dial the number for the medics when a husky and weak voice spoke up beside her. "D-don't call me that…!" Bulma about practically had a heart attack as she jumped about 3 feet in the air. She looked beside her to see the culprit. Vegeta was looking up at her with amused eyes. He felt that he had busted every bone, muscle, and nerve in his body.
"Kami! Don't do that!!!" Bulma cried as she laid a hand on her chest as she tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. A smirk graced the Prince's face as a dry chuckle escaped his lips. "Vegeta, why do you do this to yourself? Why do you beat yourself up? What are you trying to prove?" she asked him. The mood changed to an icicy feeling in the atmosphere and Bulma could almost taste the coldness and tension from the defense of the injured Prince on the ground. His eyes narrowed up at her as his smirk faltered to a deep scowl. "Woman, you would not understand, not do I care to explain it to your intelligent challenged and pathetic mind. You have no sense of honor or pride. Therefore you will not understand." he said coolly.
Bulma stared at him angrily as her worry for him quickly vanished. "Fine. That is the last time I give a shit about you. You can get your own lazy ass up and get your own medics to heal your stupid ass!!! I'm leaving!!" she cried bitterly and she stood up as she walked off.
Vegeta snorted at her angered display and tried to use his broken elbows to pry himself up. However, that failed and in return he fell back on the rubble in pain. Bulma let out a sigh to the pathetic display and came back. "Face it Vegeta. You need me. I am not as weak and useless to you as you so vaguely point out every day of my existence." she pointed out. Vegeta would have made a comeback to that one or a snippy remark but he was too injured. Hell he couldn't even lift his head to look at her. So he settled for a snort. Bulma rolled her eyes as she pulled out her cell phone and called the on hand medical staff.
Bulma stayed by his side and put his head on her lap as she tried to make his as comfortable as possible. Within moments, the medical team had shone up and put him on the stretcher as they wheeled him into the infirmary. Bulma never left his side once as she helped them give him oxygen tanks along with healing up his bandages and wounds. Finally as the last bandage was in place, her work was finally done.
It was funny how Vegeta almost looked like a Mummy with all the bandages all over his body. Bulma took a seat by his side in a chair. She finally got a break from the eventful day and just as she was about to finally think that today nothing could get worse, a knock came at the door. " Come in." Bulma called not even bothering getting up outta the chair. The door opened and a nurse walked in. "Miss Briefs, your mother wishes to speak with you." said the nurse as she stood before Bulma. "I can't. I have to wait for him to wake up." "I am a certified nurse. Do not worry. I can take care of him til' you get back." came the nurses reply.
Bulma sighed. She knew she was defeated. "All right, but it will only be no more than 15 min. So do a good job when I am gone okay?" she asked as she rose from the chair. "I shall do my best Miss. Briefs." reassured the nurse as she went over and checked Vegeta's pulse. Bulma took this as her cue to leave. So she got up and headed out the door to go find her mother so as to see what she need to tell her.
As Mrs. Briefs head the screen door open and shut, it indicated that Bulma had returned home. "Mom?" she called. "In the living room dear!" her Mother replied. Bulma made her way past the kitchen and into the living room where her Mother sat on the couch and had treats with tea set out on the coffee table in front of her. "Come and sit by me Bulma dear." her Mother said sweetly as she patted the spot next to her. Bulma silently came over and sat down.
"Mom, what is this all about?" she asked giving her Mother puzzled looks. Mrs. Briefs took a small sight and began her long awaited talk. "Bulma, I heard from earlier today that you and your father got in an argument about… "certain things." inquired her Mother. From the first sentence, Bulma knew that this would be a dreaded conversation and this would only end in her getting mad and her Mother in tears. She had to put a stop to it now.
"mom, I don't know what you are going with this, and I am not going to like it. But, now is not the time or place for what I am feeling this conversation is headed." Bulma stated calmly in a respectable manner as she looked at her ditzy Mother. But her Mother wouldn't have it this time, as she continued on with her say.
"Bulma dear, you know I love you with all of my heart and I do not want to see your hurt. But at the same time, you know your father is right on this one. He and I are not getting any younger and we really need you to take responsibility." said Mrs. Briefs as she took a sip of her tea on the table. Bulma stared at her Mother wary. "Mom, making me choose between the two most enjoyable things in my life, isn't a good way to persuade me to take over the business." "dear, for us, it is the only way to get you to stay." "You could ask. It is not that I would say no." Bulma countered. "Bulma, we have tried that way and you had to leave again. Bulma please stay where it is safe. Besides, isn't it about high and time you married that sweet boy of your and give us some grandkids." giggled her Mother.
Bulma narrowed her eyes. Now that truth comes out. It wasn't about her adventures, it was about her getting married and having children. Mrs. Briefs stopped her chattering and notice the dark look she was receiving from her daughter. "Bulma? What is it dear?" Mrs. Briefs asked concerned. "Don't play dumb with me Mom. You and Dad coax this whole thing up so I could marry Yamcha and give you both grandkids! Well let me tell you something! I will have you know that Yamcha isn't the "perfect" boyfriend he makes out to be! He is a cheating, lying, sack of shit that cheats on me!!!" Bulma screamed in her Mother's face as she jumped up from her seat from where she was sitting.
You could almost see the steam coming from her ears and the fire in her eyes. Mrs. Briefs set her tea down and stared at her daughter. "Bulma dear, please calm down and listen to reason." pleaded her Mother. But Mrs. Briefs went too far. Her daughter saw through her plan. "No Mom, not this time! I am going to leave and I will never return!" Because I will not spend the rest of my life in a stupid lab, married to a cheating bastard as you and dad play with my kids! No I will not! I refuse to follow that plan!!!!" cried Bulma.
Then before Mrs. Briefs opened her mouth to console her daughter, but found out that her daughter was inconsolable. Bulma was shaking from head to toe in so much anger. How dare they do this to her! They are sooo selfish! Bulma turned on her heel and stormed off back to the infirmary. Mrs. Briefs stared at where her daughter had left and sighted to herself. "Oh dear." she muttered.
Bulma was furious. She couldn't even believe her parents would stoop so low as to do that to her. She then came to the closed door in which Vegeta laid injured. She had to calm down. If she didn't she may end up killing a few people. With a big breath and counting to 10 she reached out and turn the door knob as she entered the room.
Vegeta laid still on the bed and the nurse sitting in the chair as she quietly was reading. Upon hearing the door open, she stoop up from her seat. "Miss. Briefs, he is doing fine and I did my best job that I could to help him." she reported. Bulma smiled warily at the nurse. "Thank you very much. I appreciate your work. You may have the rest of the day off. I will take it from here." Bulma instructed. "Thank you very much Miss. Briefs. I shall do just that. If you need anything, my personal staff will be here to help assist you." instructed the nurse. "Kay" replied Bulma and the nurse picked up her book and walked past Bulma and out the door. Bulma sighed as she sat down in the chair as she grabbed her cell phone out of her purse that she carried with her.
Bulma dialed the number to Yamcha and he answered after a few short rings. "Hi Bulma babe, whatcha callin for?" came the voice of Yamcha on the other end. There was loud music in the background and from what Bulma could hear, a huge crowd yelling as well. "Yamcha, where are you?" she asked suspiciously. "I'm at my baseball game. Hang on, I will go somewhere more quieter." There was a pause as the music died down and the crowd faded away. "Now what are you callin' for?" he asked once again.
"Yamcha, I need you to do me a favor, Goku needs a chip from the main computer hardware on that space pod he came in from Yardrate. And I'm too tired to get it because right now I am swamped with projects. I was wondering if you would have a chance to go get it for him?" she asked as she stared out the window to midday afternoon. "Sure, no problem. Anything else?" he asked. "No. I am good." "All right then, I will talk to you later. I think I am almost up to bat." "Kay. Love you. Bye." Then she heard a soft click that ended the session. Bulma relaxed against the chair as she put a hand on her forehead and massaged her temples. She was sooo stressed and she needed to leave. Get as far away from this place. Then an idea struck her. Space. She would go into space and go find her own planet to get away from all this shit!
I mean, after they found Piccolo/Kami's ship it had an enormous data bank of planets and nearby systems. She could pick one and go for it. Besides she had 1 week. 1 week to get ready and would she get ready, hell yes!!
B: Damn, that was long! Hoped yawl l enjoyed it!'
T: Poor Mom, Well at least you can look forward to me.
B: sigh I guess
T: You have to guess?
B: giggle No, well onward!
DC: Damn you Akira! I will get you and your damn DB/Z/GT too!!!
A: No you won't
DC: I can try
A: "Try" is the keyword there
DC: Fuck off
C'ya
Bulma
PS. MOMENT OF ZEN!!!
Keep off the loose soil
Shenron Say: You can never have too many cats!