Title: Tamed Heart
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, although I do wish I did, I think I'd be rich…OR any of the songs that I have used in this story!
Author's Note:
Hey there to all my faithful fans, how is it going? Wow, I know I have not updated in while, but I was like, well dang, this story is not doing as good as I had hoped but hey, it is only the fourth chapter, so I am hoping things will change.
Anyway, I hope every enjoyed the last chapter that had read it, especially the 'foreshadowing' feature I've added. I thought that would be freaking awesome. But now it is time for the fourth chapter. But as you know, I have added a new Disclaimer; I did this because I am going to be using a lot of different type of music of other, real artists. I know this is cheating, but I honestly think it would be more realistic in the sense, maybe I'll add a little bit of my stuff in here but we'll see. And I know some of the music I put in here you can't really see Bulma singing it, but I mean, it is a story…
But, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and thank you to everyone who has been reading. Please Review!
Last Time:
Bulma wasseven years in the future, talking to the reporter about the band. Something bad was going to happen, but what? And the downfall of the band is going to unwind…
Chapter Four
"Now Bulma, I want you to stand here," Paris pointed to the microphone on the stage. Bulma was dressed in a pair of black pin-stripped tux pants, very tight with a silver belt that hung with a white silk shirt that was very tight and Had a V neck line to show off her cleavage and had on a pair of black skater shoes. She also had her hair curled and hung below her shoulders, the rest of the band looked at her. She looked different up there. The hair dressers put black high lights on the tips of her hair and she wore black eye shadow with black eye liner and mascara while they placed shining lip gloss on her red lips.
"That looks perfect Paris," Radditz was there, he and Yamacha sat in their own chairs next to the video man. Bulma looked at her band, she felt nervous for the first time in her life. It was already the third week of all of this. Photo shoots after photo shoots, recording and more interviews. But this was different. The paparazzi were at the door waiting for the Making of the Video to begin.
"Thank you father, now, ChiChi, 18, and Krillen right there," They followed Paris's orders, walking to their spots with their instruments. All three were wearing black tux pants with either black, pink, or blue shirts. After they were in their spots, Goku and Brolly followed and then Vegeta walked behind his drums, black pants and no shirt. Paris enjoyed this, showing off his muscular features and his tattoos added to his gorgeous body. "What do you think Erik? Music Video ready?"
"Absolutely," Erik, the producer of the video, stood at his camera looking at the band. He grinned, "This is going to look good. Now, Paris said she was practicing what you guys do in the video. I want the guitars to jump, run, show off. I want that damn stage to be on fire. We are going to go the whole song on that stage and then do the extras. Vegeta, I know you are in the back, but Paris says the vibe is awesome, I want you to bang those fucking drums and I want your screams to stand out. Bulma sweetie, when I do closes up, make love to my camera and your microphone."
Bulma smiled at them, ready to hit it, "I want everyone to be quiet, I want as little repeats as possible," Radditz yelled.
Once Radditz sat down and watched the stage, the studio became dark, only one light was on, the one on the stage. The cameras started rolling, Vegeta lifted his drumsticks in the air, tapping once, twice, three times and hitting the drum the lights flashed on.
Bulma turned around, walking to the microphone, shaking her hips back and fourth feicefully. Grabbed the mic, in her right hand, holding the stand in the other, eyes glued to the camera she began her song…
I never seem to find a reason
to let you in again, or forgive you,
I'm sick of feeling like I need you
knowing I never did, but I miss you,
Taking and breaking and hating,
I remember all you said to me now…
Faking, forsaking and failing,
my memories are all stained again…
Bulma raised her voice, strong, hitting her words with all possible force. Her friends playing beside her. Vegeta thrusting his head, bashing it back and fourth as he slammed his drums. ChiChi and 18 faced one another, matching one another's beats and Goku, Krillen jumped and Brolly running to the front of the stage.
Let me get inside your head,
Let me show you I'm prepared,
Let me stick my needles in,
And let me hurt you again,
I never reach my indecision
to let you see again all I give you…
I'm sick of feeding your attention,
knowing I never did. I distress you…
Bulma threw her head forward and turned herself to face Vegeta, hearing him scream the words as he banged down on his drums. Bulma threw her head around and pulling her hair out of her eyes by running her fingers through it. Looking at the camera, sparkling in her eyes she continued…
Taking and breaking and hating,
I remember all you said to me now…
Faking, forsaking and failing,
my memories are all stained again…
Let me get inside your head,
Let me show you I'm prepared,
Let me stick my needles in,
And let me hurt you again…
Fuck you for killing me, Me.
Bulma grabbed the microphone from its stand and pulled the stand behind her still holding on to it. Vegeta screaming as the other members in the band jump and bang their heads.
Fuck you for killing me, Me.
Yeah.
Let me get inside your head,
Let me show you I'm prepared,
Let me stick my needles in,
And let me hurt you again…
Again! And Again! And Again!
Vegeta screamed and stopped playing the drums quickly followed by everyone else in the band, looking at the camera as it circled them. Bulma grinned evilly, throwing her stand off the stage she screamed as the band finished.
You're fucking killing me!
You're fucking killing me!
The camera's stopped. Everyone was stunned at their performance and new they had got the right ones this time. The gang stood there for a quick second, taking a few breaths to calm themselves, looking at their producers, they clapped.
"That was amazing you guys…" Paris said, still in a state of shock at their spectacular performance."
"Thanks," Bulma said. Everyone walked down from the stage and walked to get a sip of water. "Was it really good?"
"It was better than good, it was amazing," Radditz said. "I can't wait to get this out there…"
"But we're not done yet, we still have the extras," Erik stated. "But you guys did perfect, and we're ahead of schedule, so we might be able to wrap this up before your guys' photo shoot tomorrow."
"So when exactly is this getting out?" Vegeta asked.
"Well, I've made a few calls, and well, you video is going to debut in two days on MTV's TRL. That is a big step, and once this record comes out in one week, we're promoting," Radditz stated. "Once that gets out, we're sending out the first CDs to radio stations."
"And that is in about two weeks, so expect to be making a good, two more music video within that time. So I think you guys better hold on, because in a month, it will be time for interviews."
"Are you serious?" Goku asked. "I mean, I thought we wouldn't get that famous so quickly."
"That's why your with us, without us, you probably wouldn't get this far so fast. Besides, I know a lot of people who are going to love this stuff," Paris said.
"Okay, enough talking, time for the extras," Erik chimed in.
The two days had gone by fast for the band. They were in and out of photo shoots and getting ready to watch their video debut. Everyone was excited and was waiting to see its outcome.
"I hope they like it," Bulma said.
"What makes you think they won't?" ChiChi looked at Bulma. "They loved us back home."
"I know, but I mean, this is a big deal, ya know? I would hate to have already when a good two weeks, doing all this work and not get anywhere."
"Yea, I know," ChiChi replied.
"But that is the whole point, I mean, we've tried and I mean, it is going to be some big changes after this," 18 said.
"True," Bulma said.
"Hey," Vegeta looked at the three girls. "Shut the fuck up, the show is about to come on."
Bulma rolled her eyes and the gang looked at the TV. Their eyes glued to the MTV's TRL came into view.
"Hey everyone," Carson said as the fans screamed for him. "Welcome to MTV's TRL, I am Carson Daily and boy do we have a show for you guys today. Not only do we count down the top ten videos that you, the fans, vote for and we have a big debut airing today, The Shockers…they are a new band and we you guys are going to love them. And we have a few guests, Ashlee Simpson is coming on in followed by Brad Pitt, who, as you know has a new movie out."
The fans screamed louder as Carson continued with the show. As the band watched the show progress, they saw nothing of their video until the fifth song was completed. Carson appeared on the screen, "Now, it is the moment I have been waiting to show you guys, The Shockers new video. It is called Needles, and this song is freakin' awesome. The lead singer is the famous daughter of Dr. Briefs, Bulma Briefs, along with her high school friends, Vegeta, Goku, Brolly, ChiChi, 18, and Krillen. I can already see the groupies lining up for this band. So, here is the debut of the day, and after you hear it, I want some opinions on it."
The gang starred wide-eyed at the TV as their hard working video was played on the television set. Bulma smiled, she looked hot. Watching themselves, studying how they moved, making sure everything sounded as perfect as they needed it to. Each one of them knowing if there was one screw up, it could cost them everything.
When the video stopped and the cameras were on Carson, the fans screamed and yelled at the video. Carson was smiling and was sitting in the middle of a group of girls and guys from the audience.
"So, what's your name?" Carson asked.
"Cindy…"
"What did you think?"
"It was fabulous, and that drummer was hot as hell," Cindy grinned as a tent of red crept up her pale cheeks.
"Do you three ladies agree?"
"Hell yea!" The other three girls screamed, holding up their index and pinkie fingers to the camera.
"Ha…well, that was four girls' opinions, now what about you three young men, what did you think?"
"Freakin' awesome dude," One boy said, he was young, maybe seventeen, blond hair…obviously he was from a prep school.
"You two agree?"
"Hell yea man, nothing hotter then a female rockin' like that Bulma Briefs," the other boy said, holding his hand to his ear and mouth, motioning the call signal.
"Oh yea, and the girls were freakin' rockin' the stage man," The other held his index and pinkie to the camera with his tongue hanging out.
"Ha, well, there you have it…The Shockers. I have a feeling we won't see the last of them."
Author's Note:
Hey there you guys, so what did you guys think? Look good so far? Everything sound good? I sure hope so. And if you are wondering, the song it actually 'Needles' by Seether, who by the way are awesome. Love their band. I have other songs and artists/bands lined up, I got some of The Used, The Killers, Breaking Benjamin…I might even add in some Ashlee Simpson and whatnot. I want a variety of music, but I must say, I might use a lot of the rock, punk rock type of music. It is more awesome songs. Ya know?
Anyway, I hope you guys liked this chapter, I promise I will start updating a lot faster and the chapters, hopefully will be longer than this one, this one is like, only five pages…sorry about that. But I wanted you to get a feel of where I was going with this. But, coming up next, their first record is coming out, were are going to start getting into some of the drama…
Next time:
More secerts, and what is happening between Paris and Yamacha…their attraction between Bulma and Vegeta? What is happening with the other gang…
Thank you, and Please Review.