My Immortal

By: Cabalistic

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own DBZ. Even more pitiful, I can barely draw.

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It was peaceful. The morning was breaking with the sun beaming through the window, gentle waking everyone up with it's light rays.

But in the certain room of the palace, where the heavy curtains blocked the sunlight, Bulma laid asleep.

It wasn't until the door slammed shut when she snapped her eyes open.

"'Bout time, woman." Vegeta hissed. He wore a plain black suit that expressed every detail of his body, making Bulma redden. But he didn't seem to notice.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "What's going on? What time is it?"

"Five in the morning. Get up and out. Throw some clothes together and let's get out of here." He hopped around, pulling a boot on.

Bulma sat up, alarmed. "What do you mean?"

He narrowed his eyes as if it was obvious, while hopping around to put on the other boot. "The icejins are going to attack! Everyone is preparing for war! They've obviously heard about you and are coming to get you!" He grabbed her by her wrist and yanked her out of her luxurious bed, nearly pulling her arm out of the socket.

"Watch it!" She snapped, but Vegeta ignored her, throwing a black small drawstring bag at her. "Get changed and pack. Bring only the clothes that is necessary." He rushed out of the room.

Goku ran into the room, almost colliding into the wall. "Are you ready?" He jumped from a foot to the other, impatiently. He was in his armor.

"Who's going with me?" Bulma said, panicked, jabbing random things into the sack.

"Me 'n' Vegeta." Goku said.

She pulled the string, tightening the closing. "How come everyone is after me now?"

"Because," Goku pushed her out the door and down the hall, "Everyone wants to be immortal. Wouldn't you?"

Bulma sighed. "It's not possible."

Goku didn't answer only rushing her into the garden. Saiyans were running around the palace, preparing for the war.

Vegeta was already waiting for them, an annoyed look on his face. He already dressed in his armor. The sunrise was a faintest shade of purple and red, making it seem more and more like war.

"It's time to go." He hissed. "How can you…"

"What's going on?" A short bald teen came into view.
"Kurrin!" Goku yelled and said in a really fast sentence, "Theicejinsaregonnaattackandthey'reafterBulmasonowwe'regoingawaybecausetheywanttobeimmortalandtheyneedBulmatodothatbutVegetawantstobeimmortalsowe'rerunningawaybutwemightgetkilled!"

He took a few short breaths, "Wanna come with?"

Kurrin tried to absorb this, "Wha…?"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "The icejins are going to attack and we have to get out of here."

Kurrin jerked his head towards Bulma, "Who's she?"

"An Orgathan that can give immortality." Vegeta growled.

Kurrin nodded as if understanding. "Ah." He stuck his hand out and grinned, "I'm Kurrin."

"Bulma." They shook.

"This is not the time to be greeting each other!" Vegeta's face was red and he looked like he was about to explode with anger. "We have to get out of here! In case you haven't noticed, we aren't in a tea party!"

"I like tea." Goku said with a grin.

Vegeta smacked his palm of his hand into his forehead and cursed.

"Wanna come Kurrin?" Goku asked, grinning as if it was like a camping trip.

Kurrin shrugged. "Sure, why not? Marron's mad at me anyways."

---(At Orga)---

Explosions heard off in the distance. A low crackling laugh echoed eerily over the country.

Fires danced in the distance and the people felt it deep in their hearts that trouble had settled.

"Mama?" A boy called, around 7 years old. He covered his face in his hands and pushed himself further into the corner and whispered, "Mama?"

The building he was in was half burned and the roof already half collided in so no one suspected any survivors. Of course, they were all too busy trying to run away from the source of trouble.

A voice said from the darkness, "Mama's not here, boy." A ball of ki formed in the darkness, sending shadows but enough to see the owner's smirk.

The boy screamed, "Mama!" before entering the zone of darkness.

---(Back to the 4)---

Bulma felt something stab at her heart. She stopped running and looked dazedly around.

Vegeta yelled, "Woman! This isn't the time to stop!" He flashed two quick ki balls at the icejins he was currently fighting and grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her towards their exit.

She opened her mouth and screamed.

Vegeta covered his ears for his own good and yelled, "For Kai's sake, stop your screaming!" He brought his hand hard across her cheek.

She sat, on the ground, still in her daze. Hand on her wound, she didn't seem affected by the pain. "He's hurt." She whispered.

Vegeta cut his recent ki ball short but it was enough to kill the icejin. "Who's hurt?"

Tears welled in her eyes. "Vegeta!" She grabbed him by his collar. "It's all your fault! If it wasn't for you I'd still be there! I shouldn't have…" She cut herself off.

"Shouldn't have what?" Vegeta asked, a little too sternly.

She closed her eyes. "I shouldn't have left him stay there by himself."

"Who? By who-self?"

She covered her face in her hands.

Vegeta glanced around. There was no one there. He sighed and put his arms around her, stiffly. But she didn't seem to notice.

"I left him… left him… he's alone…"

Goku ran into the scene, a little too early. "Vegeta! This is our chance! We can—" He cut himself off, staring at the Vegeta with his arms around Bulma.

Vegeta shot Goku a death glare without taking his arms off Bulma. "Now what Karkarot? Does it have to be now?"

He opened his mouth and said slowly, "We can go on, the icejins stopped coming in this directions." He flashed a grin, "And apparently Nappa back home broke the communication line between them so they didn't know she was there."

Vegeta nodded, "I knew the old man had it in him." He looked at Bulma. "Feeling better?" She nodded, tears still streaming down her face. "We will talk about this later." He said sternly, releasing her. She nodded again.

Kurrin ran in, "So we're going now, right?"

That was when the bushes started crashing down around them.

"Protect the woman!" Vegeta hissed. "She's what they're after."

That was when two girls stumbled into the clearing, gasping for breath.

Kurrin's mouth dropped open, looking at the girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

Goku's eyes widened at the sight of the girl with black hair and dark eyes.

Bulma squealed, forgetting about her little episode moments earlier. "Chi Chi! Juu!" She ran over to them and hugged her best friends.

Chi Chi gasped, "B-Bulma…"

Juu opened one of her eyes. "They're after you…"

"Who?"

"The icejins…"

"Found out that…"

Chi Chi jumped to her feet and screamed, "Bulma! How dare you eat that fruit! We thought you knew better!"

Bulma shrugged, not taking her eyes off Juu. "It was a matter of choice, to die or have an excuse."

Vegeta snorted.

"What happened?"

Kurrin cut in, "How 'bout they get a drink of water before that?"

Goku added, "At least when we find camp."

Vegeta smirked, "That's gotta be your smartest comment all day, Karkarot."

---(Camp-time!)---

Goku threw the firewood, but unfortunately missed hitting Vegeta, who cursed.

Of course, being around him for a few days Bulma learned to ignore it.

"How's Orga? What happened?"

Juu sat next to the fire, leaning on a rock, sighed. "It's not a pretty story."

"So?"

Chi Chi sighed as well, sitting next to Goku, who reddened. "The icejins came looking for you."

"Me?"

"You ate the fruit! Why else?!" She screamed.

Bulma sighed. "And?"

"Frieza wanted you to give him immortal life."

Vegeta snorted. "She doesn't know how."

The two girls glared at him then Chi Chi continued, "They tore into every house and everyone who didn't give them an answer…" She paused then said slowly, "died."

"What about…" Bulma began but Juu cut her off, understanding. "Freiza found out who Trunks was."

Her heart pounded. "And?"

"He was captured." Chi Chi said quietly.

Vegeta stood and yelled, "Woman! I have had enough about these secrets! Who the h-ll is Trunks?"

It was quiet. Bulma felt all the eyes stare at her.

"You didn't tell him?" Juu said, alarmed.

She shook her head.

She played around with her hands for a moment then thought about her answer. Then Bulma sighed. "Alright Vegeta, you deserve to know."

"Know what?" His voice was a dangerous whisper.

"Trunks is… our son."

A/N: I love cliffhangers!! Well... except when I make them.

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