Author's Note: yup yup, back with a new, exciting chapter! It's a lonely Saturday night, I'm just sitting here all alone, listening to the Beatles, drinking a tasty bottle of water, and trying to absorb as much writing inspiration as is possible while I sit in front of a computer. So I hope this one is good. I've got mood music and all to help keep me going- you guys better like it…..
Chapter 18
Vegeta lay tense and sweating in his small bed occupying most of the diminutive room he claimed as his own in the Capsule Corps building. Confusion swept over his overwrought body just as frequently as waves crashing against a rocky shoreline. Never had he experienced such a feeling, and never again did he want to feel like he was feeling at the moment.
What had happened in that bathroom was unexplainable. He had no clue how such an unimportant creature such as Bulma held so much power over him. She made him feel as if he needed her, he couldn't breathe or think unless he could touch her, yet at the same time she repulsed him, and he wanted nothing to do with her. The way she teased him was unbearable. Slowly, Bulma began creeping into his dreams and thoughts, controlling them along with weakening him.
He couldn't let this happen. He couldn't let some mere human possess any power over him. He was too proud and strong for that. But the way she smelled of vanilla and lavender; the way they soft curves of her body imprinted themselves in his memory…the way she tantalizingly teased him….Oh Vegeta, get a grip, he told himself. Rolling over, his mind continued to dwell on Bulma.
What had made him do what he did to her in the bathroom? He had wanted her more than any words can explain, and when he set his mind to get something, he didn't stop until he got it. But he could feel her reluctance; her resistance to his actions. He could feel the uncomfortable volumes emitting from Bulma as he had pressed his hungry body against her naked one. But he didn't stop. He pushed on, despite knowing that Bulma wanted to stop.
Vegeta's stomach knotted. He might not be a nice guy, but he was a noble one, and he realized his forceful actions weren't very noble. Shame washed over his body and pains shot through his head. Closing his eyes, Vegeta figured he'd try to rest on the situation, and maybe things would look better in a few hours. Rolling over and trying to get comfortable, Vegeta could feel his pain start to slide away, and sleep start to slide ever so close. That's when the doorbell rang.
Yamcha lay in bed, his swollen ankles propped up on the desk beside his bed. His head swam with pain, yet he still found some way to think of Bulma. Why the hell would she like such a bastard like Vegeta? He's violent, reckless, and just plain scary. Things couldn't get any worse than this. A small rap on his wooden door interrupted Yamcha's thoughts. Puar floated in slowly, looking Yamcha straight in the eye.
"There is something I want to show you," the high-pitched voice belonging to Puar screeched. "Come on."
Yamcha hobbled out of his room behind Puar. They loaded themselves into an air-car and began to make their way to the nearest field behind the forest. Yamcha sat, silently bubbling with pain, as Puar navigated the car. Before long, the small cat/mouse said. "Down there, master." Puar pointed down to the open field, where two huge craters had been created by what seemed to be space pods.
Yamcha pressed his face against the glass of the car and looked at the sight below. "My God, things can get worse."
"Ok, Chi, I think it's that way," Goku said, pointing west through the hovercraft window. They were on their way to finding the next dragonballs, and it seemed that they were pretty close. Chi Chi steered the craft in the direction of Goku's finger, and they two traveled closer to the ball.
"Ok, land here," Goku instructed as Chi Chi followed directions. The two were planted in the middle of a swamp, and the both slid on huge rubber boots before hopping out into the thick, muddy waters.
"How far from here?" Chi Chi asked, not enjoying the sight or smell of the swamp. "I mean, will we have to walk long in here?"
"Nope, it's only two feet to the right of us," Goku said, pulling Chi Chi next to him. "No worries, this should be like a piece of cake." No sooner had Goku said the fated words, but a huge snake-like creature wrapped around his leg and pulled him under the water. Chi Chi stood stunned and horrified.
"Goku?!" She screamed, seeing no sign of the Saiyan on the surface of the water. She began to run towards the ship, only to be stopped abruptly by something grabbing her ankle. Screaming, she looked down only to find Goku's hand. Breathing a sigh of relief, she grabbed on to the larger Saiyan and began to tug him up. No luck though, because as soon as his eyes met hers, the creature pulled him under again.
"Goku!" Chi Chi screamed towards the water. "Shit!" She ran towards the ship, jumping into the hull and breaking the weapons case. Quickly she pulled out a Ninja sword and jumped back into the swamp, finding an area where the land dropped off and a small lake was created. Taking a huge breath, Chi Chi dove in without thinking twice about it.
Under water it was hard to see, but Chi Chi could make out a figure, wrapped in tentacles, fighting desperately to be freed. Chi Chi swam towards Goku, luckily out of sight of the huge swamp creature. Swiftly, she drove the sword into the plush body of the monster, watching victoriously as its body fell limp on the swamp floor. She then made herself of use with cutting off the tentacle so strongly holding Goku down, and the two swam to the surface and hopped back on the ship.
Panting, the two fell out of breath onto the ship floor.
"You saved me," Goku said quietly. "I love you."
"I love you too," Chi Chi said, rolling into Goku's chest. "But what about the dragonball?" There was no way she was going back into that water. Goku just grinned at Chi Chi, giving her a small wink, and pulling out a shiny, but somewhat muddy dragonball.
"Taa daa!" he laughed. Chi Chi looked at Goku in amazement. She wasn't even going to ask how he did it; all she could do was laugh along with him.
Bulma eyed the two odd-looking travelers. Who are these people? And what's with the crazy, spacey outfits? Rubbing her eyes, she yawned and opened the door wider to the two. If they know Vegeta, I guess it's ok to let them in, she thought. Cavala and Cartock stepped inside the large home, waiting for Bulma to make the next move.
"Can I ask who you are?" Bulma said, closing the door behind her and crossing her arms over her fluffy pink pajamas. Cavala opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Cartock's hand on her back as he replied.
"We are just some old friends," he said, soothing Cavala's nerves as he slowly rubbed her back.
"Well, he's probably in his room. I'll get him, and meanwhile you two can make yourself at home," Bulma said, beginning to make her way to the stairs that led to Vegeta's room. Cavala and Cartock took a seat on the sofa and waited.
Cavala's stomach tied in knots as she wrung her hands nervously. Seeing her brother after thinking he was dead would not only be strange, but emotional, and she wasn't sure she was ready to face the emotions that were waiting for her. But now she was out of time as she heard the padding of feet coming down the stairs.
Standing and turning around, Cavala saw Vegeta's form making a way down the stairs towards her. She saw him stop in shock at the sight of her, and tears of joy began to fill her eyes. Vegeta then did something he hardly ever did. He smiled.
"Sis!" he cried, rushing forward and scooping Cavala into a warm hug. She rested her hand on his back as she hugged him in full force. It had been too long….
AN- ok, so Vegeta didn't reject Cavala! Yay! I'm not sure when the next chapter will be out…so don't get too excited…I'm actually working on developing an idea I had for an original so that might be taking up some of my time. Ok, well thanks for reading….home you all liked it! Oh yeah, I didn't proof this…AGAIN! Sorry….