Queen Luana: Aw, man! It's been centuries! Sorry guys, I was suffering from a major writer's block. Plus I just couldn't decide what I'd let poor poor Bulma experience next. But well, I hope you can forgive me about that… and write lots of reviews! XD

The final night

Bulma watched the minutes go by, and how the sun slowly began to set. Darkness would soon return, and she was not really looking forward to it. Although last night it would have seemed that the curse had lost their grip on them, Bulma did not feel at ease. Nor did her husband. Nor her son. Trunks had not left his bedroom all day long and she could try as hard as she wanted to, she could not get a single word from Vegeta.

But Bulma could not get her mind off everything. About that house. That horrible house. She blamed the house. And her parents for buying it. And herself for letting her parents buy it. And the work which made Bulma let her parents buy the house. Yes, if it wasn't for work she never had to move. Actually, come to think of it, hadn't it all been fine right here in her comfy big house? Where no creepy noises were made? No croaking nor creaking, no footsteps, no mewing? And no creepy dead people wandering around appearing in mirrors or just quite simply in front of your very nose? Stupid girl, she blamed herself.

And now she was watching the sun slowly disappear beyond the horizon. No way to escape now, was there? But what if she had? So, Trunks was traumatised. Okay, that's not good. But it could've been way worse! There was no actual proof that they were still cursed. Later on, she'd probably be wondering whether she hadn't imagined all of these events. After all, ghosts didn't exist now did they? Hmm… Maybe she'd write it down in her diary.

She eyed her watch. A quarter to six. She sighed. She was afraid of the dark now too, ugh, how childish. Well, not really afraid of the dark. More afraid of what's in the dark. That's something different, right? Afraid of the unknown? Afraid of… ghosts? And death?

While she kept pondering, night slowly crept into her house and fear began to consume her once more. Shadows started to form and the light went dimmer. She decided the best way to get through this night was to go to bed and sleep all the way through it. So, still wide awake of course, she went upstairs into the bathroom to brush her teeth at about nine o' clock.

So far everything went normal. She brushed her teeth, took a quick shower and got into her night gown. Before she left the room she threw a glance over her shoulder. She assumed that if she would still be haunted, she'd see something right? Kayako's reflexion or something. But all she saw was her own face, her wet hair hanging in thick locks down her shoulders.

But when Bulma opened the room off her bedroom, she was startled. There stood Vegeta, motionless, and his back turned towards her. Bulma blinked in confusion. "Vegeta? Is something wrong?" Vegeta turned around and faced her, his face reeking with pure anger. He cracked his knuckles and squeezed his lips together until it was nothing but a straight line. One eye twitched, but he would not get his eyes off her face. It almost seemed as if his look was piercing her soul and she feared she'd freak if he kept staring at her like that.

"V-Vegeta? What are you...?" Before Bulma could end her line, Vegeta roared in rage and slammed a night might of the table. Bulma shrieked and pressed her back against the door. Her hand searched for the doorknob, while her husband kept roaring. She found it, turned it and fell backwards into the hallway, while she twisted her ancle. She screamed loudly and hurriedly crawled away over the flower, while she heard her husband banging the walls and the door. Nearly sobbing and now more scared then ever she reached the stairs and slowly slide down the steps.

She could hear Vegeta decending and in that moment she realised what was happening.

"It didn't get a chance to be fulfilled," Trunks continued. "But tonight it will, the grudge beared for so many years shall be exposed."

This was it. She was reliving all this… The curse, the grudge. But she would not allow it, she would survive. She could beat Kayako and her family. Paying no more attention to her fear she crawled up from the ground and hopped through the hallway. Just don't look back, she told herself. Watch the door, eyes on the door… And slowly she came closer. She heard a vase breaking, Vegeta screaming again yet she continued, tried to ignore it. And then she tripped.

Only a couple of feet away from the door she fell down with a scream. And Vegeta could not be too far behind her. Sobbing now she crawled over the cold floor, her fingers reached out for the door, but it was still too far. So she shuffled a bit closer. She could hear Vegeta was now right behind her, leaning over her. So she flung herself at the door, her hand clasped the cool doorknob and turned it over.

The door opened and she was welcomed by the nightly noises. Cars driving past, honking… and all that other stuff she now adored. She grasped the edge of the doorway and pulled herself oustide. Everything behind her had now grown silent, and as she sneaked through her front yard she began to smile. And the smile turned into laughter. Loud laughter as she rolled over in the grass facing the stars. She could hear voices near her, curious voice but she would not stop her laugh.

She had survived! She was free!

Queen Luana: I suck. Damn it. I just couldn't find a better ending… No, this isn't the final chapter. There will come another one. And that's the final chapter. Hmm… Actually this was kinda short. Aw man, I'm just not used to this anymore.