Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of its characters.

A/n: Well here I am again finally. I forced myself to sit down and write out the entire plot line for this story in my notebook because today I realized that when I started this story in 9th grade I didn't have any idea where this story was going….thus…The lack of chapters for so long. Now that I have graduated from high school I have a lot more time on my hands. I'm taking a break before college and at this very second I have no job… (I just quit.) So! Back to my stories!

Important: For anyone who has read this story a while ago and is picking up from right here. You desperately need to reread the past chapters. This story went through some MAJOR changes on August 12, 2005, where whole points and sections were completely taken out, especially in chapter 8.

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The Linking Song: Fatal Tragedy

Bulma threw a few punches in front of her as Vegeta did a few pushups watching her. He stood up immediately and walked over in front of her.

"Freeze" Vegeta said quickly as Bulma threw out another punch.

Bulma did as exactly as Vegeta told her to do when he said freeze. Her arm was fully extended towards Vegeta's chest in her stance.

Vegeta walked up to her hand showing her where exactly she would have hit on him and how her hand was aimed on his body.

"You would have broken three of your knuckles holding it that way." He grabbed her fist and turned it slightly. "Not only are you going to keep your hand safe this way, but it also keep this muscle relaxed and your stamina will rise." Vegeta pointed to a muscle in her arm.

"Is there any maneuvers you can show me? Like actual self defense techniques?"

"You don't think this will help defend you?" Vegeta looked irritated.

"You know what I mean. I just don't feel like I'm going everywhere."

"It took me from the day I was born to get where I am now. You have to start simple." Vegeta let go of her hand and told her to relax.

Bulma dropped her position and whipped the sweat from her brow. She looked at Vegeta and noticed how this whole time they were in there Vegeta had yet to break a sweat.

"You suck!" Bulma announced in shear annoyance. "By the way I apparently got a 250 on the IQ test."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. Never in his life had anyone told him he 'sucked'. "You never cease to amaze me." Vegeta threw her a towel. "Wait…" Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "What did you just say?"

"A 250, though I don't remember taking it."

Vegeta looked taken back for a moment then smirked. He really wasn't all that surprised. "That's because you take it when you sleep."

As Bulma wiped her neck and face with the towel she looked confused. "What?"

"Just except it, it's easier that way." Vegeta cracked his neck from side to side. Noticing her still blank stare Vegeta shook his head. "It something a scientist made about 40 years ago. I never bored myself with the details of how it worked. I just didn't like the idea of someone getting into my mind while sleeping."

"What did you get on the test?"

"A good score."

"That didn't help me figure it out."

"Look are we going to do this or not?" Vegeta crossed his arm.

Bulma turned bright red. "Do what?"

Vegeta groaned. "Defense techniques." Vegeta pointed for Bulma to stand in front of him.

"Oh!" Bulma started towards him.

"Because your impatient I'm going to show you a position that even I can't out maneuver." Vegeta stated with a grin.

"Is that something to be proud of?"

"It is because you're not going on with any further training till you can conquer it." Vegeta pulled Bulma in front of him with her back facing him.

"What? That's not!" Bulma was shut up as she was pulled back against Vegeta's chest and in a few easy movements was held in a tangled web of Vegeta. Bulma looked around at his position then down at his feet which were lined up directly next to ether side of her feet. This left nothing to the imagination of exactly how close he was to her. "You look like your feet might be pretty unstable in that position."

"Seems that way doesn't it?" Vegeta seemed to be extremely proud of himself.

"You came up with this move didn't you?"

"You could tell?"

"Ether that or you really like being this close to me." Bulma choked on her on words with a horrified expression from what she had just spit out.

Vegeta laughed. "How about both?"

Bulma started to fume when after he said that she realized her loss of personal space. She started yelling and struggling hard to get away from him. After about ten minutes of struggling Bulma calmed down and started to think clearly.

"You said that on purpose to get me mad didn't you?"

"Hn." Vegeta said still holding her just as strong as he was when they started.

Bulma had to give him props. For as much struggling as she was doing she felt nothing piercing the small of her back from how they were situated.

"And after all that moving…"

"Fighting and sex are on two different levels."

"I'm surprised you knew what I meant."

Vegeta chuckled deep in his throat.

"Because it's something you would think about and I pride myself on the idea that I can interpret what people are thinking so I'm always prepared.

Feeling a brave little connection between the two of them Bulma decided to get playful. "One power I have over the men who train with him, my sex appeal as a woman." Bulma thought happily. Bulma laid her head back on Vegeta's shoulder causing him to have to move his head a little so she wouldn't collide with his chin.

"It won't work." He spoke causing Bulma to close her eyes.

Bulma turn her head so she was facing his neck. "We will see." Her tongue slowly ran a small line up the side of Vegeta's neck. She pushed back with her butt and grinded into his groin in order to reach higher at his ear. She nibbled gently on his ear lobe and started to suck and lick at the hollow of his neck and shoulder. Noticing she really wasn't getting a reaction and that her neck was starting to ache she dropped her head back down to rethink her plan.

"You think as a prince whores don't constantly try the same thing you're doing now? If lust were that big of a factor in my life this planet would go to hell."
"Are you calling me a whore?"

"Hn."

Bulma out of anger tilter her head back and bit down hard on his neck.

Vegeta shifted lightly but nothing after that.

She raised an eyebrow and continued on like that biting his earlobe even harder. She realized her teeth weren't strong enough to break through but that just seemed to add to Vegeta discomfort.

He shifted again.

Bulma started to realize that every time he shifted he was regaining his senses and calming down. "So, I see how it is!" Tilting back again she bite over and over up and down the side of his neck and pushed back into him hoping he would have no time to recuperate.

After a few minutes of no reaction Vegeta shifted once more and brought his own mouth down to Bulma's neck….and bit. Not enough to drawl blood but enough to stun her in her tracks and keep her still. He stayed like that for quite some time causing the shear fact that Vegeta's mouth was on her neck to send chill up and down her spine.

Vegeta finally moved his mouth slightly to allow his tongue access on her skin for a brief moment not even moving his tongue while it was on her neck then pulled away.

Bulma almost immediately felt an extremely moment of intense sexual frustration between her legs. She figured if at that very moment Vegeta had tried to have sex with her she would have let him. This wasn't like her she wasn't a slut.

When Vegeta shifted slightly again Bulma thought he was going to bite her again. "Stop!" Bulma whimpered.

Vegeta let out a short breath of laughter. "You women always think you're the one in control of this aspect." Vegeta brought his lips to her ear. "You're the one who started this.

"But I'm allowed to!"

"And I'm not?"

"No, because you're the prince!"

"There are women out there who would die to have me do to them what I just did to you." Vegeta laughed and let her go.

"When training even if it's just for fun I will never let lust interfere with my judgment. One error would ruin me and trust me I've fought against women who did almost exactly just as you did." Vegeta crossed his arms.

Bulma felt stupid again. He always seemed to be able to make her look stupid.

"Now as I said I wont train you until you are able to master that move."

Bulma was about to retort when there was a knock on the door. "Prince Vegeta we have a problem."

Vegeta raced to the door and opened it.

Bulma listened intently as the guard stumbled through his words. Bulma was only able to make out something about someone going crazy and saying that if they didn't see Vegeta right then that they would start killing. Bulma started to follow the prince out the door when he turned around and stopped her. "Stay here. I'm not going to lose you yet."

Bulma was taken back by his words as he closed the door leaving her in the training room alone.

Bulma heard the footsteps of many guards running down the hall and decided to follow after the guards to see what was happening. She opened the door and looked both ways only seeing the backs of the guards, as she did so, that were running down the hall. She slyly followed behind them trying to be careful as she did so.

She was lead into the back yard of the palace where Bulma could see the tree where she and Vegeta first met in the distance. She saw a group of bystanders surrounding a particular section of the grounds and walked quietly over behind everyone trying to make her way through the group of servants and other who occupied the palace.

Once Bulma made it to the front she saw Vegeta standing in front of everyone with his back to her. As she looked past him she was stunned to see Riley with a gun pointed at a random girl who was in her classes head.

Vegeta and Riley seemed to be discussing something but it all drowned out when she saw a bloody body laying next to Vegeta's feet. It was Draelyn. Examining it closer she saw the bullet wound had entered through her temple. She was dead. Bulma dropped to her knees and tried not to cry out.

With her hand covering her mouth she slowly raised back to her feet and stumbled out over to Draelyn.

Vegeta noticed and stood in front of them in a protective gesture as Riley started to yell at Vegeta.

Bulma checked for a pulse hopefully and found none. Bulma heard some commotion that she thought may have been guard trying to run up to Bulma and pull her away, but the pulling never came. Bulma just held onto Draelyn for dear life and tears started pouring out of her eyes.

"Drae..." Bulma stuttered. Bulma didn't really know her but felt close enough that she could have gotten into a great relationship with her. She looked up furiously at Riley. Tears poured out of her eyes now. Bulma could see nothing but Riley and felt like her insides were burning like a flame

Bulma ran directly at her hoping no one would stop her.

Riley aimed the gun at Bulma's heart and fired. Bulma continued to run not caring when she felt nothing hit her and tackled Riley to the ground. She knocked the gun out of Riley's hand as she fell and Bulma straddled Riley's hips. She grabbed her by the hair and started slamming her head against the ground. Bulma didn't stop until Vegeta lightly told her to stop.

Bulma calmed herself instantly when she heard his voice. Looking down into Riley's face her hands went numb. After her hands her arms and up into her spine everything went numb. Bulma found herself looking down into a 'face' that was hideously burned and mutilated and couldn't even be described as the beautiful Riley anymore.

Bulma wanted to pass out, would have gave anything to pass out, but she didn't. Instead Vegeta pulled her hands from their iron grip on Riley's hair and picked her numb body up.

"Someone clean this." Was all Vegeta could think to say. He solemnly walked back into the palace.

Bulma looked at him carefully. "Don't touch me…I'll kill you. My tears melted her face…" She shuddered involuntarily remembering the face. "I'll melt you…" Bulma continued to beg Vegeta to get away from her utill they were in his room and Vegeta was sitting on the bed holding Bulma in his arms like a baby.

He took his finger and softly touched a left over tear. As he did so it just soaked into his finger like a regular tear. "Look." He showed her his finger. "Nothing. You're okay now. Calm down your going into shock." Vegeta felt awkward trying to consol her but was still in shock himself. Never in his life had he expected to witness what he had.

"I...killed."

"Bulma relax its okay."

"It's okay? Okay?" She started going hysterical without tears which she refused to cry right now.

"Do you understand how many people I've killed...on purpose even?" Vegeta started to get frustrated, not wanting to deal with the sympathy Bulma was feeling for a girl that was out for her blood and had killed her friend.

"I…am not…you…" Bulma finally spit out trying to calm her shaking nerves.

"Good thing too." Vegeta said pissed.

Bulma curled deeper into her arms. "Cold." She shivered.

"You have to calm down…just relax…go to sleep or something."

Bulma refused to say more to him or couldn't. Vegeta couldn't figure out which. After another few minutes Bulma was asleep. Vegeta laid her on his bed and covered her with a soft satin blanket. He stood up looking down on her. "So she's the real thing. The legends are true." Vegeta thought to himself.

"Are you happy now that your little test is over and its results?"

"If you question my actions ill kill you Kakkorot." Vegeta didn't even turn to talk to him just continued to look at Bulma.

"Tears of acid when crying of sadness." Vegeta murmured to himself. "The Blue savior. The legend awakens again."

Kakkorot walked up beside him. "She will hate herself when she wakes up."

"It was better a murder then for her to learn on one of her best friends." Vegeta defended.

"The tears can't hurt you and only you right?"

"Hn." Vegeta grunted in agreement.

"I trust you know what you've gotten yourself into."

"Sooner or later she was going to have to witness death. With Freeza trying to rule over us…she would have had to kill and might still have to."

"I hope not just some of the rumors are true, but all of them are."

"I know they are. Our complete independence will become a reality through her."

Kakkorot smiled briefly at her. "I just hope that it doesn't tear her apart by doing so. The least you can do is not use her Vegeta. If you're going to marry her…"

"Love her! I got it. You sound just like my father and since when are you to lecture me!" Vegeta calmed immediately when Bulma stirred.

Kakkorot smiled in understanding at the prince's reaction. "Maybe it won't be so bad after all."

Kakkorot walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. He walked down the hall to Chichi's room and opened the door peaking inside. Chichi was curled in a ball on her bed asleep completely oblivious to what had occurred. It was true he was happy that it wasn't Chichi that Bulma had to learn on, but if the one legend was true then the others… Kakkorot hoped Chichi would be able to handle the news of what happened, but for now she could just sleep.

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A/n: Wow that was a gruesome chapter…hm…it's coming out more angsty then planned, all happens for a reason. Hope I didn't scare you guys off. Also I hope you all don't mind my grammar and spelling errors. I have no beta reader right now and only have my horrible skimming revision and spell check and grammar check to help. Please be patient till I find someone who will beta for me.

Next chapter: Strange habits start happening as Bulma's realization of being a murderer sets in. Again Vegeta must play the mediator of her emotions. Will his song appear in the next chapter? If it does will it help as it always has before? All this and more!

……poor Bulma….

Iceis