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I don't own dbz, ffx, or any songs. I own tika and a new character
Chapter 5
Back at Co-operation after the Seymour incident, Vegeta was frantic.
"Why is it that moron would do such a thing?"
"Oh Vegeta pipe down, we've been in worse predicaments." Bulma assured, while sipping her coffee at the kitchen table. Vegeta bashed his fist on it and it made Bulma's coffee spill.
"Oh sure, we've really had someone steal someone's power!"
"Actually we have. What about the androids?"
"You're really getting on my nerves!"
"Only because you can't face the fact that I'm right. Vegeta please, Seymour isn't a Saiyan he won't be able to cope with so much strength for much longer. With Saiyans, their power levels grow in different stages, like Super Saiyan and Super Saiyan 2. Seymour doesn't have that. He'll probably explode any day now." After hearing this, Vegeta smiled.
"I like the way you think!"
"Ofcourse you do I'm your wife." Before Vegeta could reply, a big THUMP was heard. As they turned around, Tika laid on the floor.
"Stupid weakness!" She yelled, while struggling to get up. "Oh no! And what's this? Is it a . a BRUISE?? HOLY CRAP I'm injured!!" Tika wailed. Bulma and Vegeta rolled their eyes.
"Bruises are normal you idiot." He said.
"And oh look I broke a nail . Oh the shame!"
"Will you stop over-reacting?"
"God's sake Vegeta it's only a bit of drama." Tika said, while getting to her feet and observing her bruise that had now gone a yellow, blue and purple colour. Tika was fascinated.
"It's quite cool actually isn't it! (Poke) Ow!"
Vegeta and Bulma put their heads in their hands.
"How lame are you?" Vegeta asked.
"Not as lame as you." Tika replied cheekily. Vegeta opened his mouth to reply, but couldn't think of anything, so he closed it again. Tika smiled.
"Umm . what are we gonna do about Seymour?" Vegeta asked, changing the subject.
"Go with what Bulma said. I heard at the top of the stairs." Tika replied.
"But wouldn't the power go to waste even if he did explode?" Vegeta asked. Tika shrugged her shoulders. She didn't even actually have a clue.
"I've no idea. It might go to waste, but it might return. Don't be so paranoid - we'll think of a way."
"Why is it you two are so calm???"
"Why are you so worried? Chill Vegeta, everything will go fine." As if right on cue, a big explosion was heard and a mushroom cloud appeared a few miles away out of the window.
". Or not ."
"There! You happy?"
"Oh yeah, I haven't got my strength, Seymour destroying places . it's all hunky dory." Tika replied sarcastically but Vegeta didn't take any notice of the sarcasm.
"Will you stop being so difficult?! We have to go and kill him!"
"What's your rush? It's probably me he's looking for."
"Oh that's just great, he'll come knocking on our door putting my family in danger!"
"Vegeta he's not going to harm you if necessary he'll come here to try and kill me not you."
"Exactly! Tika you haven't got your strength any more. If we don't get Kakarott and everyone else over here you're going to get killed!"
"Vegeta all that worrying is going to give you wrinkles."
"So you keep saying . and don't change the subject!!"
"Vegeta if you're really that worried about my health and safety and why don't you fight him?"
"DER! You were stronger than me before he took your power, so now he's stronger than me! How the bloody HELL am I supposed to kill him?"
"Well you've been the brains of everything why don't you think of something?"
"Cuz I don't think of anything in a panic!"
"Don't panic then."
". IT'S NO USE TALKING TO YOU!!!!!!" He yelled, stamping his feet as he walked out the kitchen.
"What's his problem?" Tika wondered.
"He's just worried about you. I know it's annoying, but he's only like that because he cares." Tika sighed.
"I think he's been hanging around with ChiChi too much." Bulma burst out laughing, her coffee spilling down her white top.
"What? What did I say that was so funny?"
"Stupid woman, she doesn't understand!" Vegeta raged, while punching a pillow that was on his bed. "Curse her for being BLONDE!!!"
"Vegeta?" Vegeta stopped punching the innocent pillow and looked behind him. Bulma appeared in the doorway wearing a black silk nightie with a black robe wrapped round her. Vegeta almost blushed.
"What's wrong?" She asked, striding towards him. Vegeta turned his head to the fluffy pillow which now had feathers seeping out of the sewed joints and dents from Vegeta's punches. Bulma placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry. Everything will be ok." Vegeta looked at her smiling face, her cerulean eyes standing out from her cherry lips and perfectly shaped nose. Vegeta closed his eyes and once again turned away. He then sat down on the bed, Bulma following the suit.
"It's just . I don't want her to be hurt."
"No-one wants her to get hurt Vegeta, but we'll find a way. I know it. I promise." Vegeta stared at her again. He gazed into her eyes . and for a moment . everything seemed perfect. He suddenly believed her, it was like he was hypnotised.
"You better be right woman." He said softly. Bulma gave a heartily laugh and cuddled him, snuggling up against his chest. Vegeta returned the hug and kissed her turquoise hair, which smelled like strawberries, Bulma's favourite fruit. Tika had been watching from the doorway, her grass green eyes glassy. She had been touched - though Vegeta usually acts like a hard man, it was the first time in years she had seen him be soft. She smiled, and then went to her own room.
Tika laid on her warm and bouncy bed, facing the ceiling, her hands behind her head. She began to wander into her daydream land, wondering what would have happened if she stayed on Frieza's ship, or if Tika and Vegeta both left together. What if they never met up again? What if that incident with her and Seymour never happened?
Seymour .
Tika turned her head to the left which now faced the open window, welcoming her to the balcony. Tika got up, wrapped her white robe round her long and flowing white nightie, and walked into the fresh air. Wind blowing in her hair softly, she carefully placed her hands on the balcony and stared out into the city. A romantic feel swept her off her feet - the twinkling stars shining down on her, the full moon happy and smiling, and people's lights in their houses were on, giving the effect of white fairy lights. She thought it was magical. Next to her room was Vegeta's and Bulma's room. She turned her head to the right and peered in the window. Both of them were now in bed, snuggling up against eachother, the candles in their room faintly alight. She smiled - Vegeta was lucky to find a woman and settle down with her and form a family. Turning away from candle-lit room, she suddenly felt upset. Why is it she was so unlucky? Sure, she found fame and is doing what she loved to do, but she'd love to have a proper family of her own. The wind became chilly, so she went back inside the room and closed the French glass doors. Slipping her gown off, she crept into bed and let her head rest on the pillow. She couldn't turn away from the beautiful scenery, and kept staring mindlessly at it. Then she remembered that Seymour was out there somewhere. Why did he always cause so much pain, suffering and chaos? Turning away from the twinkling view, she closed her eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.
"Sleep well Tika, regain the strength you have left. Show me what you got tomorrow." Whispered a voice.
I don't own dbz, ffx, or any songs. I own tika and a new character
Chapter 5
Back at Co-operation after the Seymour incident, Vegeta was frantic.
"Why is it that moron would do such a thing?"
"Oh Vegeta pipe down, we've been in worse predicaments." Bulma assured, while sipping her coffee at the kitchen table. Vegeta bashed his fist on it and it made Bulma's coffee spill.
"Oh sure, we've really had someone steal someone's power!"
"Actually we have. What about the androids?"
"You're really getting on my nerves!"
"Only because you can't face the fact that I'm right. Vegeta please, Seymour isn't a Saiyan he won't be able to cope with so much strength for much longer. With Saiyans, their power levels grow in different stages, like Super Saiyan and Super Saiyan 2. Seymour doesn't have that. He'll probably explode any day now." After hearing this, Vegeta smiled.
"I like the way you think!"
"Ofcourse you do I'm your wife." Before Vegeta could reply, a big THUMP was heard. As they turned around, Tika laid on the floor.
"Stupid weakness!" She yelled, while struggling to get up. "Oh no! And what's this? Is it a . a BRUISE?? HOLY CRAP I'm injured!!" Tika wailed. Bulma and Vegeta rolled their eyes.
"Bruises are normal you idiot." He said.
"And oh look I broke a nail . Oh the shame!"
"Will you stop over-reacting?"
"God's sake Vegeta it's only a bit of drama." Tika said, while getting to her feet and observing her bruise that had now gone a yellow, blue and purple colour. Tika was fascinated.
"It's quite cool actually isn't it! (Poke) Ow!"
Vegeta and Bulma put their heads in their hands.
"How lame are you?" Vegeta asked.
"Not as lame as you." Tika replied cheekily. Vegeta opened his mouth to reply, but couldn't think of anything, so he closed it again. Tika smiled.
"Umm . what are we gonna do about Seymour?" Vegeta asked, changing the subject.
"Go with what Bulma said. I heard at the top of the stairs." Tika replied.
"But wouldn't the power go to waste even if he did explode?" Vegeta asked. Tika shrugged her shoulders. She didn't even actually have a clue.
"I've no idea. It might go to waste, but it might return. Don't be so paranoid - we'll think of a way."
"Why is it you two are so calm???"
"Why are you so worried? Chill Vegeta, everything will go fine." As if right on cue, a big explosion was heard and a mushroom cloud appeared a few miles away out of the window.
". Or not ."
"There! You happy?"
"Oh yeah, I haven't got my strength, Seymour destroying places . it's all hunky dory." Tika replied sarcastically but Vegeta didn't take any notice of the sarcasm.
"Will you stop being so difficult?! We have to go and kill him!"
"What's your rush? It's probably me he's looking for."
"Oh that's just great, he'll come knocking on our door putting my family in danger!"
"Vegeta he's not going to harm you if necessary he'll come here to try and kill me not you."
"Exactly! Tika you haven't got your strength any more. If we don't get Kakarott and everyone else over here you're going to get killed!"
"Vegeta all that worrying is going to give you wrinkles."
"So you keep saying . and don't change the subject!!"
"Vegeta if you're really that worried about my health and safety and why don't you fight him?"
"DER! You were stronger than me before he took your power, so now he's stronger than me! How the bloody HELL am I supposed to kill him?"
"Well you've been the brains of everything why don't you think of something?"
"Cuz I don't think of anything in a panic!"
"Don't panic then."
". IT'S NO USE TALKING TO YOU!!!!!!" He yelled, stamping his feet as he walked out the kitchen.
"What's his problem?" Tika wondered.
"He's just worried about you. I know it's annoying, but he's only like that because he cares." Tika sighed.
"I think he's been hanging around with ChiChi too much." Bulma burst out laughing, her coffee spilling down her white top.
"What? What did I say that was so funny?"
"Stupid woman, she doesn't understand!" Vegeta raged, while punching a pillow that was on his bed. "Curse her for being BLONDE!!!"
"Vegeta?" Vegeta stopped punching the innocent pillow and looked behind him. Bulma appeared in the doorway wearing a black silk nightie with a black robe wrapped round her. Vegeta almost blushed.
"What's wrong?" She asked, striding towards him. Vegeta turned his head to the fluffy pillow which now had feathers seeping out of the sewed joints and dents from Vegeta's punches. Bulma placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry. Everything will be ok." Vegeta looked at her smiling face, her cerulean eyes standing out from her cherry lips and perfectly shaped nose. Vegeta closed his eyes and once again turned away. He then sat down on the bed, Bulma following the suit.
"It's just . I don't want her to be hurt."
"No-one wants her to get hurt Vegeta, but we'll find a way. I know it. I promise." Vegeta stared at her again. He gazed into her eyes . and for a moment . everything seemed perfect. He suddenly believed her, it was like he was hypnotised.
"You better be right woman." He said softly. Bulma gave a heartily laugh and cuddled him, snuggling up against his chest. Vegeta returned the hug and kissed her turquoise hair, which smelled like strawberries, Bulma's favourite fruit. Tika had been watching from the doorway, her grass green eyes glassy. She had been touched - though Vegeta usually acts like a hard man, it was the first time in years she had seen him be soft. She smiled, and then went to her own room.
Tika laid on her warm and bouncy bed, facing the ceiling, her hands behind her head. She began to wander into her daydream land, wondering what would have happened if she stayed on Frieza's ship, or if Tika and Vegeta both left together. What if they never met up again? What if that incident with her and Seymour never happened?
Seymour .
Tika turned her head to the left which now faced the open window, welcoming her to the balcony. Tika got up, wrapped her white robe round her long and flowing white nightie, and walked into the fresh air. Wind blowing in her hair softly, she carefully placed her hands on the balcony and stared out into the city. A romantic feel swept her off her feet - the twinkling stars shining down on her, the full moon happy and smiling, and people's lights in their houses were on, giving the effect of white fairy lights. She thought it was magical. Next to her room was Vegeta's and Bulma's room. She turned her head to the right and peered in the window. Both of them were now in bed, snuggling up against eachother, the candles in their room faintly alight. She smiled - Vegeta was lucky to find a woman and settle down with her and form a family. Turning away from candle-lit room, she suddenly felt upset. Why is it she was so unlucky? Sure, she found fame and is doing what she loved to do, but she'd love to have a proper family of her own. The wind became chilly, so she went back inside the room and closed the French glass doors. Slipping her gown off, she crept into bed and let her head rest on the pillow. She couldn't turn away from the beautiful scenery, and kept staring mindlessly at it. Then she remembered that Seymour was out there somewhere. Why did he always cause so much pain, suffering and chaos? Turning away from the twinkling view, she closed her eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.
"Sleep well Tika, regain the strength you have left. Show me what you got tomorrow." Whispered a voice.