Chapter Two: Living together
Once everyone had gone home for the night with their families, Bulma stretched and decided to wait until later to clean up. She stumbled up the stairs slowly, her mind swarming about her new guest. 'Why did he come here? Why on Christmas?' She headed down the hall and opened the door to the guest room to where the man was in, she peaking in.
When she didn't see anyone in the bed, she frowned and stepped in, only to be pressed agenst the wall somewhat roughly. "What are you -"
"Be quiet Onna." She heard a voice say. It had to be Vegeta.
"Not until you tell me what is going on?"
Growling, Vegeta put his hand over her mouth, his eyes looking outside and steps away from her. "Do not leave this room." With that he shot out of the window, heading to where the shooting star was heading.
'Two in one night..?' Bulma asked herself before snapping out of her trance. "You big monkey! Get back here!" she screamed from the window, but he ignored her and disappeared into the night.
Shrugging, Bulma left the room and headed to her own. "I don't care what he does. Its not like I know him or even want him here.'
Bulma reached up to the front of her blouse and unbuttoned the buttons and then reached down to her pants before pulling them off, leaving her in her bra and panties. She padded over to the dresser where she had her night cloths and thought a moment before pulling out a thick cotton night gown, pulling it over her head. 'Things are really getting weird around here.'
Vegeta clutched his chest as he flew to the source in which he could feel the powers of Nappa and Radditz. "What are they doing here, I could have sworn they had died in our attack." He growled and landed, walking towards the pods and opened them, his tail twitched and he quickly got into his fighting stance.
A voice laughed as Zarbon and another soldier got out of the pods. "How nice to see you again, Prince. Frieza sent us here to finish you off. It must be a shame on your pride for running away."
"It does not concern you." Vegeta told the handsome warrior.
"Oh, but I believe it does. You see, Frieza wants his plaything back. He misses you ever so much."
"Fuck him."
"As you wish, Vegeta."
And with that, all that could be seen from miles around there was lights and screams, and the crashing of trees from the Ki balls that were thrown.
He grunted when he fell back on the bed. The fight was bad, it nearly killed him. But at least he had enough strength to finish the two warriors off, but it did take its toll on his body. Not that he would ever admit it anyway. His cuts opened once more and he added new cuts. It was most evident he had internal bleeding as well.
He struggled to stay conscious, his mind half wanting to call that annoying Onna in here to fix him up again, but his pride would never allow such a thing to happen. "Damn it." He muttered before passing out once more.
The next morning seemed all normal to Bulma when she woke up. She happily stretched her arms over her head and crawled out of bed. "Merry Christmas." she said to herself, yawning. Picking out her outfit, a red velvet dress with white trimmings on the bottom and on the sleeves, she headed off towards the bathroom for her morning shower.
About an hour later she came out with the dress on, it showing a bit of cleavage but it didn't matter to her. After brushing her hair and putting on her makeup she headed to Vegeta's room to check if he was back, doubting that he would care if she would checked up on him or not.
Her gasp died in her throat when she saw the bloody body laying face down on the bed. Bulma turned to the intercom and called her father in to help her, she hurried over to Vegeta's side. Turning him over and stripping him nude once again, she tried to stop some of the bleeding. "What happened to you?" She asked him.
"Hn." She heard him mutter.
A knock interrupted her thoughts and her father came in with some supplies and together they bandaged Vegeta, Bulma frowning in worry. From somewhere, she couldn't help wonder who he really was and why he was here. She also wondered why she had this weird feeling that she would be sad if he ever decided to leave again. "What is wrong with me?"
Once they had him stabilized, she sighed and tucked him into the bed once again, her eyes lingering on his tail. Carefully she traced a finger across the soft fur, blinking when the stroke made Vegeta…purr? She pet the tail once more and chuckled when he continued purring. "You're not all that bad. Kind of cute when your sleeping." She let go of his tail and headed downstairs to help her mother with breakfast.
She brought up some food. Not knowing how much the Vegeta-no-ouji ate, but she guessed if he was like Goku, then he would eat a lot. Leaving the trays in his room with coverings over the top of them, she left. The only thing heard was the click of her boots going down stairs.
The smell of food is what woke him up. Grunting once more, he looked at the trays of food. 'The Onna must have brought them. Pathetic weaklings." but he ate the food neatly and quickly, leaving the tray stacked nearly on top of one another and the plates on top of the trays. "I must get up. I will not show weakness."
Pulling himself up from the bed, he pulled on his tattered cloths and stumbled down stairs. Not showing or voicing g the pain that each step brought him. When he finally reached down stairs, he crossed his arms and looked at the crowed of people and smirked.
"Vegeta, what are you doing?" Bulma asked, standing up and walking to him. Her beauty made him hold his breath for a moment. Never had he been attracted to another person, but there was something about her.
"What does it look like, Onna."
Her eyes twitching she frowned and crossed her arms as well. "Look, Vegeta, You need to rest, you have internal bleeding and you shouldn't be up."
"Hmph."
Bulma took his arm and pulled him up the stairs by his arm.
"Onna.." Vegeta Growled.
She sighed "Look, Vegeta. I don't know you, and I don't know what you are doing here, But I believe you cannot be that bad so I would like you to stay here with me, in my home until you figure out what you want to do."
"I don't need your sympathy. And It is not your concern of why I am here and what I want to do." Vegeta leaned in close to Bulma, so much so that their lips almost touched. "And I suggest that you do not trust me too much. I will not refrain from killing you and everyone you love in your sleep."
Bulma's breath caught up in her throat and pointed to his room "Go to bed."
Vegeta, shrugged and headed off to the room, not really taking her command, he just wanted to get away from her before he lost the control that he managed to have.
"I will not let that woman be my down fall." Vegeta muttered, his tail twitching wildly behind him.
A.N: Well…. I hope you guys like this. I know I don't have everyone in character but I am trying my best to do that. I'm even watching all the DBZ episodes I have to try and get their personalities in order. Anyway. Good afternoon to you all! Kisses.