Sands Of Time
Chappie 6
Understanding
By
Bulma
R: Heh heh heh! I got Trunks' sword!! I am gonna sabotage it by making it dull so it couldn't even cut a piece of paper!!! makes it really really really dull
T: walks in YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!!!
R: Here Trunks. hands him sword
T: Thanks. Now I can pummel you to a bloody pulp! tries to inflict pain on R with sword. But sword doesn't do anything. T is really, really, really mad Oh hell no. No you didn't.
R: You can't do anything to me. You are powerless!!! HAHAHAHA!!!
T: eye twitches and smiles evilly Oh yes, I do have power. Turns SS 4
Bulma strutted out of the steamy bathroom and only draped in a flimsy towel that barely covered her and began to head for her bedroom to change in some clothing. She wasn't expecting her stole way to be with her on this trip. Good thing she planned a lot of food, but how long would it last before the power hungry Saiyan ate her out of ship and home?
("Bulma, you thinking too much again.") she scolded herself and as she sat in front of her vanity mirror as she was dressed in low rise mudd jeans and a black tube top with HIM band symbol on it. She picked up her brush and tried to brush out the knots and snares in her hair. So much has changed in so little time. She wondered why she was feeling this excitement all around her. She supposed it was from the thought that she is out on an adventure, she was starting her life.
With this thought, a smile spread across her features. She was goin on with her life and she wouldn't be doing it alone as well! She had a certain Saiyan Prince that was going along for the journey. Perhaps they could even become friends? Before Bulma could ponder anymore on the Price, a knock came at the door. Bulma stood up and walked over to answer it.
She drew back the door and there stood Vegeta in his training shorts, topless, and wearing his street shoes. This didn't faze Bulma one bit. Vegeta would always walk around like that since he had been living with her at the Capsule Corp. estate. "Vegeta-sama? Nani is it?" she asked him. "Woman, I am intrigued to know more of why you left. Perhaps we could discuss it over lunch?" he asked. Bulma raised her eyebrow in suspsion. He was being awfully nice to her and now he is offering to cook lunch. He was up to something, but she will bit. "All…right." she said slowly.
Vegeta turned his back to her and began to head towards the kitchen with Bulma following closely behind him. She sat in a chair as Vegeta was pulling out pots and pans as he was getting ready to cook for them both. As he was doing this, Bulma asked him a question. "Geta, where should I start? I mean, what else do you want to know?""
Vegeta turned around and eyed her. "For the last time, do not call me that. I want to know the full story." Bulma sighed. "Well, get cooking and I guess I will begin." Vegeta nodded as he started to take hamburger and turn them into patties. "My father wanted me to take over the family business and in order for me to do that, I would have to give up on helping the Z senshi and my adventures for the Dragonballs. They both wanted me to settle down and give them grandkids and I don't love Yamcha anymore, but they think of him as some perfect match for me. I'm just so sick of expectations that everyone wants of me.
There is nothing I can do and yet there is. So I chose to take the path that I wanted most out of my life. My parents were furious and I don't think Yamcha even knows. And what really puzzles me is why would they choose you to come retrieve me instead of Yamcha?" she asked. Vegeta still had his back to her as he was flipping hamburgers and he listened to her story with precise precision. Finally he peered at her as he turned his neck to look over his shoulder.
"I believe they chose me because they knew that the scar face of a retard would never make you come back and I think he was too busy fucking the next thing that had huge tits and legs." came his reply.
Bulma mouth dropped. In all her years she had known Vegeta, she'd never thought she would hear those words come out of his mouth and for him to put it so bluntly to her. Vegeta turned to fully face her as he scowled at her shocked look. "Don't seem so shocked Woman. You and I both know what that fuck he was doing all along. I was the only reliable person to do this task. But I don't seem to see any reason to bring you back. You are trying to get on with your life." he told her. Bulma let out a smile as her shocked look famished. "Thank you Vegeta, for everything."
But this moment as if you could call it "sweet" was short lived. The smell of something unpleasantly burning over came Bulma's smell as she covered her mouth and notice the hamburgers being burnt. "KUSO!!!" cried Vegeta and he tried to save the meal. He was curing in his native tongue and took the hamburgers off the pan. However his efforts were not in vain as he successfully saved the meal. Bulma, by now was helping him and inexpertly they both broke into fits of laughter.
"I gotta teach you how to cook." she giggled. "Please Woman, like your cooking is any better than my own?!" chuckled Vegeta. Bulma gave him a playful slap on the shoulder as she helped him, but all the Prince could do was trip her on the way back to the table.
Everything was looking up for her. She finally had become somewhat "friends" with the cold hearted Prince. And perhaps things for once turned out all right. But, sadly enough, I, the Narrator, must inform all who read this that, that is unfortunaly not the case. For there is more to an adventure than fun and excitement. There are many great dangers and terrible secrets. And in only 2 days time, her adventure of a lifetime would surely begin.
2 Days Later!
For Bulma, things had been going rather smoothly. Vegeta and her would actually have conversations that didn't end in an argument insulting brawl. They both took turns cooking meals and tiding up afterwards. Bulma even upgraded the GR and Vegeta didn't push himself to death. He seemed almost pleasant to be around and Bulma surprising herself to find that she yearned the for meal times and the nights. She enjoyed his company.
And the really great thing about Vegeta is that he had ceased to wake her up at the ungodly hours of the morning and allowing her to sleep in. And speaking of which, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at her digital clock beside her bed. She yawned and stretched in her cozy bed. She couldn't believe it was all ready 11:00am in the morning.
Bulma sleepily sat up in her bed and she looked at her calendar over her desk. ("Only 5 more days to go!") she told herself. Bulma slowly dragged her herself out of the bed and pulled out a red pen and she crossed off yet another day off the calendar. "I bet Vegeta must be starving." she mused to herself. Bulma reached over to the chair on her desk and put on her pure white, silk robe with matching slippers and then headed to the kitchen.
Upon arriving, she found a note on the table with her name in Vegeta's handwriting on the front with the word "Bulma" on it. Bulma went over, opened it up, and read it.
Woman,
I have been training all morning. Make sure that lunch is ready by 12:00pm sharp.
Prince Of All Saiyans
Prince Vegeta
Bulma rolled her eyes. Why must she always have to be the one to cook? But she really had no room to complain. Vegeta did more than his part to help around the place and he had been doing more than his fair share to help around the place and he had been acceptingly kind to let her sleep in, in the mornings. So in all fairness, she should just do this and get it over with. "Well Bulma, better get craKIN'!!!!" she cried as she felt the ship jolt and she fell flat on her ass.
"What the HELL!!!" she tried to get up, but another jolt knocked her to the floor once more. What was going on? The ship was obviously hitting something. Bulma finally steadied herself to look out the window to see they had been blown off course! "NO!" Bulma cried. This was exactly what she was afraid of! Then she felt, yet again another jolt, only instead of falling on her ass, she fell into the waiting arms of Vegeta. "Woman, we need to fix this. Come on." he said in an authority tone.
"Hai!" Bulma cried to his reply. Vegeta didn't even bother to put Bulma down as he carried her to the control room. Bulma got down and began to work the controls of getting out of this mess. Things were getting ugly. She needed to act fast. So with quick finger work and determination to get out of this mess, Bulma had all but one chance left. They needed to land and fast. The ship's exterior was slowly breaking down. Soon the ship will be broken down and there would be nothing left.
Bulma began to go through her data bank and came across a planet not too far off. Only a few 1,000 miles. So with the speed the ship was going, it would take no more than 5 min to get to there and land. Bulma had no choice. She reset the destination. "Woman, what are you doing?" demanded a concerned Saiyan. "Sorry Geta, but change of plans, we are goin to land on Badkata." "Don't call me Geta. WAIT!!! Not home world of the Torusians!!!"
"Fraid' so. Hold on, were gonna jump speed ahead!" she cried. Before Vegeta had any chance of talking her out of it, he found himself with great effort to stand his ground. Then in the next instant, the ship was rocking violently in a gray mist atmosphere as they ended up crash landing on the Planet Badkata.
T: sigh I am still hungry
B: When are you never hungry?
T: Hmmmm….good question? …..WAH!! I WANT FOOD!!!!
B: Okay, I will go and get you something! But only that you promise to be good.
T: When am I ever bad?
B: Hmmm, good point. B hands T 20 pizza's and cookies n' cream ice cream.
DC: HAHAHAHAAHA I MADE U EAT YOUR PARENTS!!! I MADE YOU EAT YOUR PARENTS!!! I MADE YOU EAT YOUR PARENTS!!!
A: BASTARD!!!
DC: No not really. It was a joke.
A: Oh well. I still own DB/Z/GT
DC: Whatever
C'ya
Bulma
PS MOMENT OF ZEN!!!
You broke my heart, so I broke your neck.
OR
T: Well you took away my allowance, so cut off your head. Sorry Dad, these things happen!
Shenron Say: Eh lil' column A, lil' column B