Disclaimer: Gah, people, I feel like nobody likes my story, now I just cry tears of chocolate, I'm only writing this story because its something I've wanted to do for a long time…OH yea I don't own DBZ blah, blah, blah.
Oh and thanks General of Darkness, I owe you one peace
The terrified woman walked back into her house, shaking, she didn't know what to think.
"Vegeta…"
He looked over at his wife, and instantly knew something wasn't right, he walk towards her.
"What happened?"
She looked at him; he saw all emotions in her eyes, confused, scared, upset…
"Tell me"
"I- I think I'm going crazy" she turned away from him; she didn't want him to see her cry.
"Why would you think that?" he turned her back around with a sympathetic look on his face (Vegeta, sympathetic…hmm) "I know for a fact, that you are beautiful and smart and most certainly not crazy, I wouldn't have married you if you were" he smiled (or smirked, whatever makes you happy.) She looked at him, she knew Vegeta, he would never lie, he was sarcastic a lot, but he would never lie to her.
"Vegeta, you don't understand, I'm hearing voices in my head, feeling hands on my body, just outside I saw a little girl, she was beautiful and so sweet, but she was an illusion. She looked so real though, I felt like I was actually holding her. I don't get it Vegeta, do I belong in an Asylum?"
Vegeta opened his mouth to speak but then the phone rang, Bulma picked it up.
(Ok people this is gonna be hard to show a phone conversation, but I'm switching the person talking when I skip ok, got it? Good."
"Hello, this is Bulma Briefs"
"Ms. Briefs, yes this is Ms. Stuart from Rose City Daycare, it's about you son, Trunks. He's been having some serious issues"
"What, ma'am you have to understand, Trunks has never had a problem in school he is usually well behaved I never got a complaint from an of his teachers"
"Well there not exactly behavior issues, but mental issues he was fine when you dropped him of but right when you left the building his problems began"
"Problems like what?"
"Well, when you left he started screaming. He wouldn't stop screaming about this girl named Stella. He cried 'she's gonna get me, she's gonna get me' and we weren't able to quit him down until nap time, but when he was sleeping he kept screaming for you to protect him from Stella, ma'am is there a Stella person that ever tried to hurt Trunks before or is this some imaginary friend he has…Ma'am…. ma'am!"
There was a short pause.
"Oh, I'm sorry, no, well yes we just moved here and he was telling me about a girl named Stella, and I thought he was making her up"
"Well ma'am, Trunks might need serious therapy, right now he's in the office, talking to the school therapist, but he might need more help than that"
"Do you want me to pick him up early?"
"I'm afraid you can't ma'am were taking him to a research place, were they talk to children about problems deep in the home or issues with there mother of father"
"Child Services"
"Yes, if you want to call it that, then yes, Child Services"
"When do you want me to pick him up, I'll need him home so I can talk to him"
'Ma'am, I'm sorry but you can't talk to him until were through, we don't want the stories he tells us to change, just because of your presence, we will notify you, when you can take him home"
"No! You can't take my child away from me! He's my baby, I should decide when you can see him not the other way around!"
"Ma'am, I understand this is hard, but please this is for Trunks own good. You can come to the Research Center in a few days, please understand this is for Trunks own good. Thank you Ms. Briefs" She hung up.
"Oh my God, Oh my God" she slid down the wall, and curled up. She cried until she feel asleep.
"Damn" Said Vegeta as he took Bulma upstairs to bed, and then went off to Train.
Gravity Room
"COMPUTER 500G, NOW!"
Vegeta punched his invisible opponent with no mercy, though he couldn't help but feel that the weight was getting heavier and heavier. '
"What in the hell?" he questioned as he stopped training to rest but he couldn't move.
"Damned Machine" he looked at the meter, it was going up at least 1g a millisecond, until it was on 1000g.
'If they made this machine to the woman's blue prints' he though 'the machine would only go up to 600g, she's so over protective, so why is the machine going up by its self?"
Vegeta couldn't take it anymore he collapsed. He felt his rib cage breaking and the are being stolen from his lungs. He thought he was delusional when he saw the figure in front of him.
"Stay away from her," said the figure "She's mine"
"What do you want, and who are you talking about?" Vegeta looked at the figure hard, wondering how and earthling got in his training space, and how he could even stand up, then realized it was transparent,
"What are you?"
"She's mine, stay away, or there will be consequences"
Vegeta Passed Out.
Dreams
She walked in a field of flowers, in a beautiful, long, silk dress. She didn't know were she was all she knew is that she was happy.
"My Love"
Bulma turned around, not to see Vegeta, but a taller man, with long black hair, wide green eyes, and pale skin
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" asked Bulma not sure what to think of the 'My Love' comment
"I am you husband, James, and this is our love child, Stella " He pointed to a little girl holding a pink and white teddy bear "Honey, of all people you should know that"
"Hi. Mommy, how are you?" the little girl interrupted, as she grabbed her 'mothers' leg.
"Were is Vegeta and Trunks, w-what have you done with them?" Bulma was playing with her hair, just a habit she developed when she was nervous.
"Oh my sweet Bulma, Vegeta never gave you the credit you deserved, and that Trunks was just a handful, you will be much happier with us"
Bulma felt like she was in a nightmare, she pinched herself and couldn't wake up.
"Why do you want me, what have I done?" she asked James who just smiled, he grabbed her hand and held it so tight it hurt.
"I want you because I love you"
A/N: Damn I'm corny, oh well. LEAVE COMMENTS OR TEARS OF CHOCOLATE WILL FLOOD YOUR HOME, MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!