Hey guys! Its K-chan again, thanks sooooo much for the nice reviews! They really made my day, hehe. I'm so glad so many of you guys liked my story so far, because I didn't know how people would react to my story because it's so different from the average Bulma/Vegeta fic. But so far so good! Welp here is chapter 6, I hope you guys like it. Don't forget to R&R! Enjoy
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Vegeta took a deep breath and slowly turned to face his opponent. It had been nearly two months since the terrible fight on Hakurei and he had almost gotten used to the endless darkness. He had almost gotten used to the loneliness he felt whenever he opened his eyes and nothing was there. He was almost used to his blindness. Almost…
Vegeta unsheathed his sword as he heard the footsteps of his opponent draw closer to him. The spring breeze ruffled his black kimono as his acute hearing picked up the sound of his opponent's sword leaving its sheath. The young prince concentrated on the movements of his challenger, straining all of his senses to their limit. He was determined to show his rival that he could use his weakness to his advantage. He was determined to win.
Just as the sound of his challenger's labored breathing reached his ears, Vegeta instantly launched himself at him. Their swords met with a loud clash which echoed across the courtyard. Vegeta slashed at his opponent again and again with a ferocity that took his rival by surprise. Parrying each other's blows, their swords danced in the air as the two warriors met each other head on. Suddenly Vegeta's challenger switched from defensive to offensive and the Saiyan prince found himself retreating from the fury of attacks from his opponent. Vegeta growled in agitation as the two swords clashed in the air. The challenger laughed heartily.
"So is this all you've got almighty Prince? I was so sure you would have beaten me by now because of all that bragging you were doing earlier", chuckled the young warrior. Vegeta snarled and slashed furiously at his opponent's torso, barely missing it.
"Don't underestimate the Prince of all Saiyan's Kakkarott! I've never given up in a fight and I never lose, especially not to the likes of you," growled Vegeta as he parried Goku's oncoming attack and kicked him in the stomach, sending Goku tumbling across the courtyard. Vegeta got back into his fighting stance as he heard Goku rise back to his feet. Vegeta smirked.
"I'm impossible to beat Kakkarot so I suggest you stop while you're still alive," said Vegeta, his blade glinting dangerously in the setting sun. Goku chuckled at Vegeta's words and got into his fighting stance as well.
"Still bragging huh? You sure do talk a lot, let's see if you can back it up Geta," smiled Goku, lifting his sword from the ground and pointing it towards the Saiyan Prince. Vegeta smirked again.
"Kaoken style again huh Kakkarott? It won't work," laughed Vegeta, launching another series of attacks at Goku. Goku dodged Vegeta's attacks and counterattacked with his own series of blows. Vegeta easily used his acute sense of hearing to maneuver around Goku's attacks, using his acrobatic skills to distance himself from Goku's blade. The two Saiyan warriors whirled about the empty courtyard, each one refusing to relent to the other. Suddenly Goku was struck by the force of Vegeta's blow and fell to the ground. Vegeta haughtily stood over the fallen Saiyan and was about to open his mouth to mock his defeated friend when suddenly he was gripped by his nightmarish memory of the dead warrior that he killed on Hakurei. The same warrior who had stole his whole world away with his dying breath.
Vegeta gasped and backed away, his mind replaying the events of that day over and over again. Even now his memory stilled plagued him. Goku stood up from the ground puzzled at Vegeta's behavior.
"Uh Vegeta…are you ok?" asked Goku concerned. Vegeta looked up in the direction of Goku's voice but said nothing, still haunted by his memory. Then a familiar voice reached his ears, snapping him out of his horrible trance. Even before Goku spoke, Vegeta knew it was her.
"Hey Mariko!" chirped Goku, walking past Vegeta to greet the blue haired maiden. Bulma smiled at the young saiyan.
"Hey Goku, Hey Vegeta! You two sparring again? Umeno figured you would be so she sent me to bring you guys some snacks. Here you go Goku," said Bulma handing the young saiyan a heart shaped package with read 'To Goku from Your Favorite Cook'. Goku blushed and started to open his package. While Goku was preoccupied with his food, Bulma walked over to the Saiyan Prince.
"And this is for you Geta," said Bulma taking Vegeta's hand and placing the package in his hand. Vegeta pushed the package back into Bulma's.
"Woman, this isn't necessary…"said the prince trying to hide his embarrassment. Bulma shook her head and stubbornly pushed the package back at Vegeta.
"Yes it is, now take it already," said Bulma, placing the package back into Vegeta's hands. Bulma's hands brushed against Vegeta's and stayed there longer than necessary. Vegeta was about to flinch away, un-used to such contact, but something held him back. Bulma looked down at Vegeta's hands.
"Your hand is bleeding, here let me bandage it," said Bulma reaching into her belt, but Vegeta snached his hand away.
"It's nothing woman," said Vegeta gruffly, unable to figure out why he felt so weird every time he was around her. The two stood in silence, so close Vegeta could smell Bulma's scent and couldn't help but become intoxicated by it.
>>What is this woman doing to me? >>thought Vegeta, when suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a muffled voice.
"Hef Mafriko, fell Umeno fi foved fer coofies," garbled Goku with a mouth full of Chi Chi's newly baked cookies.
"Yeah sure Goku, whatever it was you said," said Bulma, turning away to hide her blushing. "Well I'll see you guys later on, Bye!" said Bulma laughing nervously and hurrying back inside the castle. Goku waved happily at Bulma's retreating figure while Vegeta stood in confusion about what had just happened in the last couple of minutes.
Bringing himself out of his confusion, Vegeta turned his attention on the package that Bulma had insisted upon him having. Although he was very curious about the contents within the package, there was something else which had been tugging at his curiosity as well.
The prince took a large breath and stepped over to where Goku was sitting. After impatiently waiting for the sounds of food being scarfed down to go away, Vegeta finally spoke.
"Kakkarott…I need to ask you something" said Vegeta in a low voice, as if he didn't want anyone else to hear. Goku look up at Vegeta in surprise.
"Uh, yeah sure Vegeta…what is it?" said Goku, unable to decided how to react to Vegeta's strange behavior. Vegeta paused pensively, weighing the pros and cons of his question and calculation how much of his pride would be taken away. Finally Vegeta relented.
"I need you to describe the woman Mariko to me," Vegeta blurted out, angry at himself for being blind and angry at Kakkarott for being the only one he could trust to answer his question. Goku sat in stunned silence and suddenly burst out laughing. Vegeta growled angrily, furious that Goku was laughing at him.
"What the Hell is so funny you-"
"Don't worry I'll describe her to you. Then you can write her cute little love poems about how pretty she is, and all the children you want to have with her. You're father might even be excited for once," said Goku teasingly, dodging Vegeta's furious blows. Vegeta snarled and roughly snatched Goku off the ground by his collar.
"If you EVER even so much as THINK about mentioning this to ANYONE, you will pay dearly, do you understand Bakkarott?" hissed Vegeta in a dangerously low voice, his grip tightening around Goku's collar. Goku gulped and nodded yes. Vegeta dropped Goku roughly back onto the ground and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Good, I'm glad we have an understanding Kakkarott, now start talking!"
