Sands Of Time
Chappie 36
Pirates
By
Bulma
T: MUTHA FUCKA! I'M GONNA KILL HIM!
R: Damn, I think you mad now.
T: NO SHIT!
V: Brat…calm down before you kill someone.
T: YEAH! HIS NAME IS RECAP!
B: TRUNKS VEGETA BRIEFS!
T: I DON'T CARE MOM!
B: YOU HAD BETTER! -V comes up and knocks T out and then puts R back in box as Bulma puts Trunks in bed- I'm worried
V: He'll be fine. Don't worry.
B: I hope so. -stays by his side!-
2 Days Later!-
All together they had 3 Dragonballs. To them, it was a great accomplishment. Bulma awoke the next morning in her Mate's embrace and snuggled more so into him. It felt so good for him to be back, now to work on the major problem. She was still sick. She may have emotionally healed, but as of now, she was sicker than a dog. But that didn't effect her loving Vegeta more so one bit. ("Mom-Mommy, -cough cough- I'm hungry…") came her son's demanding voice that came out weak for her being sick and all.
("As soon as Daddy gets up, we will get some and then perhaps some medicine.") Bulma planned. Vegeta smirked slightly as he was listening in on the conversation. Bulma jumped slightly as she felt him nuzzle her neck. Bulma turned to him and smiled sweetly as he stared at her with heated filled eyes that illuminated from his ebony ones. "Morning." she whispered. "Woman, you truly are foolish. Why didn't you take care of yourself when I was gone?" Vegeta asked in a surprisingly soothingly tone. He brushed a piece of hair from her face as their noses touched.
"I tried, but I was so worried about you." Bulma replied. "Well that is nice and all, but now you and my son are both sick and now we have 5 more Dragonballs to collect." Vegeta smirked. Bulma rolled her eyes but kissed his nose. "And yet you and I are not complaining." Bulma pointed out. "I suppose, yet it doesn't change the fact that you and my son are still sick." Vegeta comeback smartly. "Don't be a smart ass." Bulma replied amused as she sat up and looked down upon her own Mate.
Vegeta sat up and gently pushed her back down. "Rest, I will go and get you some medicine and some food. You are not to move from this spot." Vegeta ordered, this was not a request. Bulma nodded and did as he demanded of her. Vegeta stroked her cheek and got up. Then he headed out the door and left.
Bulma laid in the bed and hugged onto Vegeta's pillow to her. It always smelled so good. Bulma was beyond pure bliss. She didn't feel she was going crazy, now that her Mate had returned. Bulma then sat up, he had the Dragonball! Bulma, scanning the room, spotted it upon the dresser. Making sure Vegeta was no where in site, she gingerly tiptoed to the night stand and picked up the Dragonball delicately. It was the 2 star ball. With delicate fingers, she traced it over with worshiping care. ("Just 5 more to go!") Bulma thought happily. Only 5 more til' she could finally see her home again, to see her family…to see Yamcha? Bulma froze up abruptly. ("Yamcha…") In all of her travels, he thoughts finally rested upon the scar faced warrior.
What would he say if he came to find his former girlfriend was not only Mated to Vegeta, but also pregnant with his child and that future boy was their son. It was strange to think, but she had made her choice. She belonged to Vegeta, not him. "To hell with Yamcha." Bulma thought satisfied. ("Mommy, who is Yamcha?") B. Trunks asked as he pried into her most private of thoughts. Before Bulma could respond, Vegeta did it for her. "Some damn loser, that even you my Son, could beat with only one pinky."
Bulma grasp as she turned to face her Mate in surprise. "Damnit Vegeta! Don't scare me like that!" Bulma retorted rather flustered. Vegeta leaned, smugly, into the doorway with the food and medicine in hand. "Just an old friend of Mommy's." Bulma replied as she tried to save her former lover's good name. "Woman, he was a cheating bastard. You of all people knew that." Vegeta persisted. "That maybe so, but he is still a friend." Bulma snapped. Vegeta sighed and decided to drop the subject now.
"Woman, I think I distinctly remember telling you not to move from your stop. I think after you eat, I am going to have to punish you." Vegeta smirked ever so devilishly. Bulma turned 3 shades of red. "VEGETA! NOT IN FRONT OF THE BABY!" Bulma shrieked as Vegeta cringed from his Mate's yelling. For someone as sick as she, it only amplified her voice more so then it needed to be. "Woman, just lay down and eat breakfest with me. Afterward, I want you to go back to bed. Do you understand that?" Vegeta ordered. Bulma made her way back to the bed and took the medicine from Vegeta.
"Vegeta, will you stay with me til' I fall asleep?" Bulma asked as she drowned the medicine and took the food from Vegeta. "Woman, I have things I have to do. I must get back to my training and we need to head for the next Dragonball." Vegeta replied. "Oh…I'm sorry. I'll hurry up and eat so you can go." Bulma replied looking down at her food. "Woman…I…" Vegeta stuttered as he saw this."
She must have really missed him. So instead of choosing to ignore the voice inside his mind, demanding to leave and go to do more important things, he leaned over and pulled her face to him as he kissed her with such passion. As they pulled, Bulma looked at him with much confusion. "Woman…I'll stay." Vegeta whispered. At that statement, Bulma's eyes lit up with a soft smile. "Thank you Vegeta." she breathed. Bulma hurried with her meal and Vegeta laid with her once she was finished.
"Woman, I want you to get better. The sooner you do, the sooner we can collect the rest of the Dragonballs." Vegeta ordered as she laid in his arms. For Vegeta, with Bulma being his and his son's the result of their union, he felt life was worth living. That his planet and people didn't matter as much as it had in the beginning of the journey. "All right Mr. Bossy." Bulma yawned as she could not deny sleep any longer as she closed them and let it take over her. She snuggled closer to Vegeta and with his warmth protecting her, she surrendered to blissful sleep.
3 Days Later!-
After a couple of days of Vegeta forcing medicine upon poor Bulma and B.Trunks, they have seemed to regain their health. But the biggest news was the next Dragonball. They have discovered it was on a planet called Galaxtic Zion V. A small, desolate planed full of religious races from all over the galaxy. It would take 1 week to get there. So during that time, they have decided to have a party to acknowledge their progression on the journey. Bulma helped Venux as best as she could in the kitchen as Karara helped Vegeta and Trunks with the decorations.
Needless to day, it only ended in a streamer fight between the trio, which lead to an amused scolding from both Venux and Bulma to get back to work or no ice cream for any of them. So after everything was prepared, they got right to the party. Everything was so much fun and the food was beyond delicious. "Venux, this is great!" Trunks complimented between giant wolf bites as he crammed as much food into his mouth as he could muster. "Well, I couldn't have done it without Bulma's help." Venux gave some credit to Bulma.
"This is not the Woman's cooking! It's not burnt!" Vegeta smirked and knew he was going to get an earful form the blue haired beauty. But, unexpectedly, he didn't. Bulma smiled sweetly at him. "Oh Vegeta, if I were you, I wouldn't be talking." Bulma grabbed onto her party popper under the table. This went unnoticed by everyone. "And why would I be that nice Woman?" Vegeta's smirk deepened and his ego increased. "Don't say I didn't warn you." Bulma smiled. This earned her confused looks from everyone.
Then before anyone could predict the next movements, Bulma pulled out the party popper and shot it directly at Vegeta. Everyone jumped and the air was covered with smoke. Unfortunately, as the dust settled, Vegeta was covered from pointed hair to his trademark boots in confetti and streamers. He was not one happy Saiyan Prince. "WOMAN! YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET THAT!" Vegeta bellowed, he grabbed his own party popper and hit it at Trunks.
"HEY!" "WOMAN, LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO! I HAD TO TAKE OUT MY ANGER OUT ON THE BRAT!" Vegeta bellowed. "OUT ON ME HUH! VENUX, LET'S GET HIM!" Trunks cried. "With pleasure!" Venux replied. And with their party poppers they shot at Vegeta. "MISS BULMA, I'M SORRY!" Karara cried from behind Bulma as she shot her own party popper at Bulma. Bulma turned around at that moment and shot another one at Karara.
Soon, the air was filled with smoke, that you couldn't see 2 inches in front of your face. The air was filled with yelling and laughter. No one could suspect the tragedy that was soon to follow. A red light began to blink and in the control room and an alarm sounded off. "Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!" yelled the ship's computer. Upon these words, everyone stopped their play and listened to the alert above. "Intruders have entered the ship." The computer stated in a monotone voice. Then a scream penetrated the air. "TRUNKS! HELP!" "Come on my pretty, don't make this any harder on yourself." sneered a poor accented pirate voice.
"Venux!" Trunks cried as he tried to get to her, but the smoke was too heavy and you couldn't see in front of you. But before Trunks could get to her, yet another voice called out for help. "DADDY!" Karara squealed as a man grabbed her from behind. Trunks froze up. What the hell was going on here! As Trunks was about to instant transmission to them, a voice called out to cease his actions.
"Don't bloody think about it. If any of you weaklings even hint on taking our precious booty, I'll kill the Princess and the child right now!" a sinister Pirate threatened. The trio froze up. "Good, well we best be on our way. Wouldn't want to keep our contractor waiting." the voice stated amused. "Oh and if you even think of getting them back, you can forget it. The second we see you, they both die. Now good-bye." the voice of what the trio recognized as the leader of the Pirates. Then they heard the group leave with a sobbing Venux and cries for help Karara.
As soon as they exited the ship, Trunks dashed to the control room. As he came to the site of hundreds of Pirate ships surrounding them. The ships slowly began to leave. Trunks searched for the ship his family was taken upon. He found it instantly and sent a bug to track it down. This would at least give them an idea of where they were. As their ship pulled away from theirs, Trunks felt the all too familiar feeling of dread and failure that he had not felt since the days of Frieza's reign. Now…he had failed them and had broken his promise. He had not been there to protect them and he allowed them to be taken from him without so much as a fight.
Trunks slammed his hands upon the control panel, almost breaking it in his rage, as he made a vow right then and now that he would seek his everlasting revenge on the Pirates and get his family back one way or another. And if the Pirates so much as harm a hair on either of their heads, the entire universe would know full and well the depth of his wrath.
Venux/Karara!-
"LET US GO! PLEASE!" came Venux's sobs from behind their newly acquired cell door. The Pirates had dragged them to the depths of the ship's darken hallways. "Now why would we want to do that? Princess, you and that Brat are going to fetch a pretty price from King Lettos." sneered one of her captures, amused as he gave her a toothy grin. Karara shrunk back and behind Venux's leg. "Mommy Venux, I want to go home! Tell Papa to come et us!" begged the upset child.
Venux, by now, had ceased her crying and tried to remain strong for the frightened girl. "Hey boss, why can't we have some fun with them before we hand them over to Lettos?" asked one of the Pirates. The boos, who stood among his fellow crew, thought carefully upon the request. It was tempting to say the least. "Touch me or my child and It'll be the last thing you ever do!" Venux cried bravely through the bars and narrowed her eyes at the Captain. She, defensively, stepped in front of Karara and hid her from view.
"And you are in no position to speak of such things." the Captain hissed at her. "Oh, but I am. If Prince Trunks of all Saiyans found out, imagine the dire consequences." Venux smirked. The whole group grew deathly quiet. All were shocked at her words. She couldn't mean THE Prince Trunks! The one who apparently killed Cooler and then Frieza and not only that but set the entire galaxy free. "Does she speak the truth?" asked on of the few recovered from the shocked to the Captain. "I do not know, but I won't risk it. Besides, I doubt King Lettos wants his goods spoiled before he gets his hands on them. Consider yourself lucky Princess. But if what you say is true, why didn't' he come and save you both?" questioned the Captain.
Venux was at a standstill. Why didn't Trunks come to rescue them? Why did he allow those bastards to take her and their child away? "Because, you would've killed us if he did! He tried, but he is not a fool when he knows he'll only kill us in the end if he went after us! But don't worry, keep us here and Papa Trunks will make you meet your end!" Karara answered the question quiet sternly. "Well lil' one, I wouldn't be holding my breath. I even doubt he'll show up. Face it, he's probably forgotten all about you both." the Captain sneered.
No response came to his statement. "Come on men, let's eat! You 2 will stay down here until we personally hand you over to King Lettos. No one is to touch tem or come in contact with them, unless I say so! Now ladies, enjoy your stay." the Captain sneered evilly. Then he turned his back as they filed out of the room, leaving the girls to grieve in their thoughts and ask the one question. "Why?"
T: MOM! YOU DIDN'T MAKE IT ANY BETTER!
B: Heh…heh….life's funny that way.
V: Woman, I suggest you fix it now.
B: Yah, yah I'm goin!
DC: I don't own DB/Z/GT!
C'ya
Bulma
PS MOMENT OF ZEN!
Sleeping is over rated!
You can sleep when you are dead!
Matt Say: NO! I GOTS TO STAY UP!