Title: Crimson-dipped Obsession
Summary: Bulma Briefs' life made a horrifying turn when an obsessed Saiyan prince arrived on Earth and wanted her to be his! What's more to this alien was a dark secret that has caused a change in the history of Dragon Ball Z, and if it is revealed, it holds the fate of the entire universe.
Genre: Horror, Psychological Thriller, Romance, Mystery
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. Some events in this fan fic is also inspired by Mirai Nikki and DBXV.
Warning: You might find Vegeta out of character in this story as this fic is made as an answer to the question 'What if Vegeta was a yandere?'. Vegeta is originally and generally a tsundere. A Tsundere is a character who is initially cold and even hostile towards another person before gradually showing a warm and caring side over time. The yandere personality is the exact opposite of a tsundere personality. A Yandere is a character who is genuinely kind, loving, sweet or gentle, but can suddenly switch to being aggressive or deranged. (From wiktionary).
If you don't like Vegeta to be like a yandere then I suggest you to turn back now and stop reading as this story also contains lots of blood, gore and violence.
Author's Notes: On to the third chapter… I find this chapter both creepy and weird at the same time. There will be a killing in this chapter so be warned.
Chapter 3: First Blood
[Age 762, November 4, 7:00, Capsule Corporation, Bulma's room]
The morning sunlight entering from the window and the sound of chirping birds irritated Bulma. Moaning groggily, she turned around and lied on her back, raising a hand and put in over her forehead. She didn't have a good night's sleep since she had that odd dream.
In her dream, Vegeta was watching her with bright crimson eyes that glowed against the darkness of her room. The dimness made him look like a scary shadow. His gaze was intent, hard, as if he was looking at her like she was something to eat. She just stared at him in fear, frozen under his dark, cold gaze, and then she found his lips pursed into a tight line, as if he was trying to control himself from something he wanted to do. They just gazed at each other for a while until he slowly hovered towards her.
"You are only mine," he told her in a voice that sounded like a high pitched chorale and it made him sound quite demonic. It was so chilling that even after hours of trying to go back to sleep, Bulma didn't manage to. Flashes of her dead family and friends, covered in their own blood and gore also flashed on that nightmare.
That dream was vivid, as if it was reality. When she woke up she found Vegeta not in her room anymore and it freaked her out at first, making her turn her head around towards the window where he hovered in her dream. Her heart pounding with fear, expecting to see him standing them enshrouded with the blackness. She didn't find him there though and she forced her panicking heart to calm. She thought she was just being paranoid.
[Age 762, November 4, 8:00, Capsule Corporation]
When she came down to the kitchen for morning breakfast, she found her mother preparing morning food and Vegeta was there helping her. Her mother was teaching the Saiyan how to properly cook bacon and egg and Vegeta was cheerfully listening and watching at her with determined concentration.
Bulma remembered her dream, that forbidding vision she had last night and wondered if Vegeta would truly do that to her parents, seeing that he does get quite along with her mother.
"Ara! Bulma-chan, good morning!" her mother greeted her when she saw her.
Vegeta turned towards her and smiled back at her, "Good morning, my dear little Bulma!" he said.
Bulma forced a smile, "Yeah, good morning, too."
"Bulma-chan, Vegeta-chan woke up early in the morning just to make you breakfast! Look!"
Vegeta presented her the breakfast he prepared for her. There were two toasts, two sunny side-up eggs and several bacon strips in a huge plate. "Look! I made this for you!" he exclaimed proudly as if the breakfast he made was very special. He put the plate in the table as Bulma sat down.
"Woah, thanks…" Bulma said, particularly surprised that the Saiyan was serving her breakfast. She eyed the plate and contemplated on how delicious it looked. She felt special for having a prince serve her breakfast.
She took her fork and took a bite of the egg white and suddenly froze in alarm.
Vegeta sat next to her and watched at her with gleamed interest, waiting for a complement, "So how is it?" he asked curiously.
It was the most disgusting taste of breakfast Bulma ever had in her entire life and she didn't know if telling Vegeta the truth might lead to Earth being destroyed in an instant. Either he didn't know what salt or sugar was, or the differences between the two or which of the two should be put in fried eggs, Bulma could not decide what to say. Oh well, at least he made the effort.
"I ah… I'm actually not in the mood to eat anything today. I just want to taste your great cooking and it's deliciously fine. Huehuehue…" Out of fear, Bulma told him those words. Vegeta just stared at her, quite disappointed at her reaction.
"I ah… I'll go to the lab. I need to check the buttons of your remote. So… I'll see you later."
Bulma stood up and quickly made a dash towards her lab, leaving Vegeta and her mother in the dining room.
[Age 762, November 4, 13:07, Sun Wukong Hospital]
Bulma arrived at the Sun Wukong Hospital along with Vegeta. As they passed by the hallway, she found the news on TV reporting about the Saiyan Spaceships Vegeta and Nappa used to travel to Earth. She made a quick dash towards Goku's room, leaving Vegeta in the hallway as he silently stared at the television with his intense glare.
"Hey guys! Check out what's going on TV!" she exclaimed as she opened the door to Goku's private suite.
"You scared me, Bulma! I thought you were some psychotic nurse on that moment!" the old Master Roshi joked. Bulma ignored him as she entered the room and turned on the TV. The news about the spaceships appeared on screen.
"Oh shut up! Just watch this!"
"The scientists conclude that the spherical objects unearthed in the destroyed East City maybe vessels of extraterrestrial origin." The reporter on the TV was saying.
"T-That's the Saiyans' spaceship!" Krilin exclaimed. "No good. If the scientists found out – "
"That would make it more fun! Imagine the looks on their faces when I pressed these buttons on Vegeta's remote control here, hehehe."
The door opened and Vegeta entered the room. Everyone, except Goku ignored him as they were all absorbed on the news on the TV.
"Osu Vegeta!" Goku greeted with a bright friendly smile on his face. Vegeta glared at him and raised an eyebrow at the ridiculous machine Goku was on.
"Hn," Vegeta just grunted before turning to watch at the scene on TV.
"Do you think it would work?" Krilin asked Bulma.
"Krilin. Who is the genius in this room? I checked out all the controls this morning! So, just watch and we'll be able to see it live on TV!" Bulma exclaimed. Vegeta let out a smirk at the vain comment Bulma just exclaimed about herself. "A bleep here, and here…" she pressed two buttons, "And watch those things zoom in!"
Booooooooommm!
But instead of flying, the two space ships exploded. Everyone, except for the two pure blooded Saiyans, were frozen in shock.
"Oh shoot! I told myself never to touch the self-destruct button!" Bulma screamed in distress.
As if finally noticing Vegeta's presence in the room, she slowly turned around and found him glaring at her real deadly, his dark eyes gazed at her irately and unsympathetically as he found his space pod burst to pieces.
"Oh shoot, Vegeta's here." Krilin said, completely horrified.
"He was here since a few moments ago, you didn't notice?" Goku asked innocently.
The room abruptly turned cold as tension rose across the entire room at the presence of the dangerous Saiyan, who was looking angry at the fact that his spaceship was destroyed to pieces because of a certain genius' stupidity.
"That was your last hope, idiot..." Vegeta growled.
Instead of apologizing, Bulma yelled back at him angrily, "It was your remote control in the first place you should be the one who made your own spaceship fly!"
"You shouldn't have pressed the damn self destruct button!"
"Who the hell put that stupid button anyways?!"
"Don't look at me! I'm not the one who invented the stupid thing!"
Bulma and Vegeta began bickering until someone with a low, scary voice said, "Excuse Mister Popo."
Bulma turned around and almost had a heart attack at the sight of a black skinned, turban wearing man standing on a flying carpet outside the window. They could hear some people screaming in terror outside probably at seeing this man floating outside the window of a hospital room in the seventh floor.
"Mister Popo!" Krilin recognized him. Everyone, except him and Goku were freaked out at the sight of the black man.
"There is a spaceship," Mister Popo said. "Someone, come."
"Who the fuck is that?!" Vegeta asked no one in particular.
"That's mister Popo," Karin, the white cat holding a cane answered him.
"He lives with Kami at his godly palace and he said that he's been there even before Kami and before that, and before that, and before that, and before that…" Goku said.
Vegeta rolled his eyes at him.
"A spaceship? Really?" wondered Krilin to Mister Popo.
"Mister Popo isn't sure but if someone comes then I will guide him."
"Bulma!" Krilin pointed at the blue haired girl.
"What? Me?!" Bulma screamed, freaked out.
"Well, who else could figure out an alien spaceship?" Krilin asked.
"Vegeta!" Bulma pointed at the Saiyan Prince.
"Eh?!" Vegeta mouthed.
"Who else is an alien here from outer space?!" Bulma gritted her teeth.
Vegeta eyed Mister Popo disgustedly before his expression changed back to its cold look. "Hn, fine. I'll come with you, Bulma. Don't worry."
"Eh?"
"I will not let you out of my sight that long Bulma. That's why I will come with you."
Bulma shrugged. Why would she go with these two freaky people? A murderous alien stalker and a black skinned person with shifty eyes. "No! I won't! Krilin! Come with us, too!" she freaked out.
"No way! I'm not even healed yet! Come on, you can't chicken out on us, Bulma! Do this for the sake of Yamcha!" Krilin said.
Bulma saw Vegeta's eyes narrowed angrily at the sound of her boyfriend's name and remembered the scene she saw on her dream.
"Fine," Bulma said, defeated.
Vegeta held out his hand toward her and then cupped her into his arms, which made her yelp in surprise. Everyone in the room also let out a surprised gasp at what they saw Vegeta doing to their friend. Bulma looked up to him and saw him smiling at everyone in a friendly way. She thought that smile was creepy.
"From now on, Bulma belongs to me. She's not that weakling's anymore. I am probably helping you out to revive your friends we just killed yesterday, but that in exchange for her relationship with that weakling."
Vegeta gracefully jumped into the flying carpet and stood in there in perfect balance, with Bulma clinging fearfully into his arms.
"Don't worry, I will not harm her or anyone because of her unless…." Vegeta's eyes turned darker. "Someone dared to take her away from me, of course."
The room was silent once again at those threatening words.
Vegeta's dark expression melted into the sweet and friendly look again. "Well then, we'll see you later!"
"Mister Popo is off!" exclaimed the black man.
Then the carpet disappeared to thin air along with its three passengers.
Everyone in Goku's room gaped at the point where Vegeta, Bulma and Mister Popo disappeared.
"Is he serious?" Krilin asked apprehensively.
"I feel bad for Yamcha when he gets back." Master Roshi mouthed.
[Age 762, November 4, 13:18, Yunzabit Highlands]
Mister Popo's carpet took Vegeta and Bulma into an unknown place filled with mountain ranges. The sky that was above them was dark and cloudy. The wind that blew around them was strong and chilling, making Bulma shudder in the cold as she was wearing a white tee shirt and jeans.
"Here we are. Get off you two love birds." Mister Popo informed.
"Huh? Already? Where are we? The biggest freezer known to man?" Bulma asked as she shivered at the cold breeze.
"The Yunzabit Highlands," the black man responded.
"Yunzabit?!" Bulma hollered in incredulity, her lips trembling and voice uneven due to the temperature of this place. "B-but that was the farthest corner of the Earth!"
Mister Popo got off the flying carpet, Vegeta followed before putting Bulma down carefully into the ground. Bulma hugged her shoulders as she quivered at the chilly air. The Saiyan Prince noticed this and decided to flare his ki as he pulled Bulma towards his body to warm her with his power. Though the action made Bulma uncomfortable, she relaxed after feeling the warmth of his ki power taking away the cold sensation. Mister Popo then led the way towards the space ship he was talking about.
"Wait, you expect us to believe there is a spaceship in this place? You've got to be kidding me?!" Bulma said. "My gosh, thanks Vegeta for being considerate enough to come with me. Maybe this freak wanted to drag a luscious babe like me in here alone and do some strange things to me, you know."
Vegeta turned to her with a smile, "Oh, don't worry, Bulma. I will protect you. If that happens then I will kill him for you."
Bulma abruptly turned to him, completely freaked out, especially the way he said 'kill' as if the mere thought of it entertained him a lot. "No! Don't do that!" she screamed at his face.
He looked at her in amusement before he let out a delighted laughter, "Come on, it's a joke. I will only do that if you wanted me to."
The blue haired woman eyed him distrustfully, "Stop saying such things like it was normal to kill people."
The prince peered at her, a cruel looking smile on his lips, "Trust me; in my world it's really normal to kill people."
Bulma pushed him playfully as she rolled her blue eyes off him, "Shut up!" She sneered lightheartedly with a laugh.
Popo halted as he exclaimed, "Here we are."
Bulma and Vegeta looked on in astonishment at what was before them. There was indeed a strange thing, supposedly a spaceship of Kami-sama that looked like a giant insect or something, for it has four legs that supported its entire frame. It was bluish white in color and had a huge, bubbly window on its anterior.
"Woah! What is this?!" Bulma exclaimed in wonder as she carefully approached the space ship and knocked lightly on one of its legs, curious on what the thing is made of. "Huh? This isn't made on any metal I know of… hmmm…." She observed. Then she turned around to glare apprehensively at Mister Popo. "Okay! Enough of the Mister Popo mystery theater! What exactly do you know about this?" she demanded him.
Mister Popo looked at her with his creepy round eyes as he recited, "A long, long time ago, Kami-sama told me of the story of his past for the very first and only time. He said that when he was a child his spaceship had lived in the Yunzabit Highlands then Mister Popo said that the Yunzabit is a wasteland, why would a child be there?"
"And?" Bulma's interest piqued at the story, eager to hear more.
"Kami-sama said that he didn't know anything about the spaceship, he was confused. Perhaps he lost his memories when he hit his head. Mister Popo asked him where his parents are, Kami-sama replied 'No parents, only a note reading 'We will come for you later, just wait for us.''.
Bulma couldn't help but be impatient. She's not really patient with suspenseful narratives. Just where is this Mister Popo going to anyway? When Bulma was about to open her mouth to say her thoughts, Vegeta abruptly snapped at the black skinned man, interrupting him, his arms crossed over his chest: "Just get to the point already! I'm getting pissed off with what you say! We clearly didn't come here for a bedtime story, fool!"
As if hearing nothing of the Saiyan Prince's demands, Mister Popo continued with his story, "Kami-sama waited for his parents for a long time in a strange house but the years stretched on and he was finding it hard to live, to find food. He waited for almost thirty years. Finally he left Yunzabit and –"
"Didn't I just order you to get to the point already?" Vegeta growled with irritation, his fingers tapping his bicep impatiently.
Popo looked at him, amazed at how impatient this Saiyan is, "Mortals sure are impatient creatures. Mister Popo will come to the point soon,"
"I swear I'll kill you if this takes longer than ten seconds…" Vegeta mumbled irritably.
"Kami-sama found out that the house isn't any other house he's ever seen and concluded what odd house it was. It looked like some sort of creature, it has four legs and there were no doors or knobs or locks on it. It only opens up with a spoken word," Mister Popo told them. "Piccolo,"
Something in the space ship whirred, and then a huge disc descended before them from its interior.
"Hop in!" Popo said as he climbed his way into the disc. Bulma hesitated for a moment, not sure if this is right until Vegeta took her hand and assisted her towards the disc.
"Say it again and it closes, 'Piccolo'" Mister Popo informed. The disc ascended towards the inside of the strange looking spaceship and locked itself on the floor.
"Now tell me, is this a house or a spaceship?" Mister Popo asked.
Bulma and Vegeta looked around in wonder. The interior of the ship was vast, almost like a house. There was a enormous seat in front of the bubbly window they've seen from the outside. In front of the said seat was what it looked like a small computer screen rooted over a small rock like structure. On the monitor were odd alien letters that appeared like combined geometric figures that could possibly Namekian alphabets.
"Of course! Kami is a Namekian! Vegeta told me that!" Bulma exclaimed.
"From what I heard from rumours, Planet Namek suffered from a terrible drought a hundred years ago. It was probably the reason why this Kami was sent to this planet to save him but for some reason hisparents weren't able to come for him. There's no doubt, this thing is indeed a spaceship." Vegeta understood.
Bulma turned to him, her eyes filled with realization, "Yes! Yes! Indeed! That's exactly what I thought!" she agreed as she walked around within the spaceship, taking a look at the things within it. When she found the computer monitor, it made her interested, "Huh? What is this? A computer? How do we use this? The door opened so there must be power. There could be a pass code or something…" she began to explore the computer's programming already. "Hmmm… this looked like buttons but they aren't. What are they?" she questioned curiously, tinkering at the machine with her curious mind.
The prince of Saiyans walked up to her as he peered at what she was doing, "Well, the door did open with a spoken word." he said.
"Probably voice sensors? Yes! Words, just like the entrance!" Bulma beamed. She turned to the computer.
"What do we say? 'Piccolo'?" Mister Popo asked, walking over where the two were and peering at the monitor screen.
"Nope, that's probably just for the door." Bulma believed. "Hey, do you hear me?" she told on the voice sensors. "Fly! Zoom! Lift! Blast off!"
Nothing happened.
"That can't be it. It probably needs words spoken in Namekian language." Bulma concluded.
"If it is Namekian, then Mister Popo knows Namekian!" the black man exclaimed.
Bulma and Vegeta turned to him with a glare, "Why didn't you tell us in the first place? Let's try it. Make this thing blast off to space!" Bulma said.
"Where to?" Mister Popo asked.
"Well, for starters, Let's try…. To Jupiter!"
Mister Popo approached the voice sensors and spoke something Namekian, and then the spaceship blasted off to space, and made its three passengers screaming and glued to the floor due to its overwhelming velocity. In merely five seconds, Planet Jupiter was before their eyes, seen through the bubbly window.
"That's… Ju…piter…?" Bulma couldn't believe her eyes. It was indeed the actual planet Jupiter! And they made it all the way in here in just mere seconds? She couldn't believe how fast that trip was. She couldn't help her smile as she exclaimed, "Yes! Yes! That's Jupiter, alright! Yes!" she turned to Mister Popo and took his hands as she shook them and jump around. "We did it! We did it! Yes!"
"Yes! Indeed! We did it…" Mister Popo smiled.
Their joy over at what they just discovered didn't even make them sense how dark the look on Vegeta's eyes were.
Vegeta was in the corner, with his glowing red eyes dilated with rage and teeth gritted as he tried so hard to control of himself. In his innermost thoughts he was contemplating on how it was best to kill the black man… His hands trembled into fists… "Kill…! Kill..! Kill him! Die! Die! Die!"
When Bulma turned to him, he was smiling back to her in his sweetest way. But when she looked away, Vegeta's dark look returned with a vengeance. "I'll kill that fucking charcoal man once she's out of our sight!"
Mister Popo shed tears at the thought that his master will be back to life in a few more days, maybe a month.
When they returned to Earth, Bulma shared the exciting news and adventures the three of them had with Goku and the others. She said that it will take a month before they could blast off to space since there would be a need for the ship's renovation. Bulma asked for someone to come with her. Vegeta volunteered and Bulma was forced to make him come with her out of her fear of him, she also invited Krilin to come, and the bald warrior was forced to go with her too. Gohan also volunteered to come with them but Chichi didn't allow her son to go until Gohan yelled at her because of his mother's loud mouth and stupid squabbles. Defeated, Chichi allowed Gohan to go.
Mister Popo said he won't be able to come because there will be no one to take care of Kami's palace. He offered to teach the Namekian language to those who would go, Vegeta volunteered to be the one to study the language.
And so, it was settled. Bulma, Vegeta, Krilin and Gohan will go to Planet Namek in one month.
[Age 762, November 4, 21:10, Sun Wukong Hospital, rooftop]
That night, Mister Popo was teaching Vegeta the Namekian language in the hospital's rooftop. The black man was surprised at the Saiyan's ability to learn pretty fast and easy. However, given that the flaming haired Saiyan was just their enemy yesterday, he was suspicious at the prince's intentions.
And other than that… he saw what really happened… He saw that Vegeta was killed from Kami's lookout, therefore, who was this Saiyan Prince right in front of him?
"Thanks a lot, it could be very helpful," Vegeta told Mister Popo as he was finally done learning Namekian language.
"I was impressed by your fast learning ability." Mister Popo praised.
"Hmph! I am a Saiyan and a Super Elite on top of that. It is only expected of me to be a genius!" Vegeta boasted with laughter.
Mister Popo was staring intently at Vegeta, his suspicions obvious.
"What are your motives? Why are you helping Son Goku and the others?" Popo asked.
The smile faded on the Saiyan's face as he stared at Popo curiously. "What do you mean?"
"I heard you came to Earth to purge all life. Why suddenly had a change of mind?"
Vegeta glared at Mister Popo, the friendly look on his face slowly fading into a cold, dark look. "Hmmmm…." He mumbled. Even his friendly tone lowered into a dark, detached, cold and threatening tone.
Mister Popo couldn't find himself to speak. By the way Vegeta's expression has changed; it seemed that this Saiyan isn't what he seems to be. He could be friendly and sweet on the outside, but what truly lies inside is a dark, psychotic, and blood thirsty beast that no one actually knows about. Was that the true side of this Saiyan?
"I see… You saw what happened, didn't you? My, my… I wasn't careful myself. Tch, what a nuisance you are," Vegeta said in a dark tone, his black eyes slowly glowing crimson. "I suppose I should kill you now."
Mister Popo began to back away in fear, what's with this Saiyan anyway? Is he going to kill him simply because he knows some part of the truth on what he truly is?
[Age 762, November 4, 21:15, Sun Wukong Hospital, hallway]
Bulma was about to go home when she thought of how Vegeta was doing in his attempt to learn Namekian language. So she decided to check him out on the rooftop. While walking the stairs towards the rooftop, the light suddenly went out.
Bulma froze in her place, she couldn't see through the darkness especially when she was in the middle of a flight of stairs. Thank Kami, the lights came back after a few seconds and she sighed with relief. Once she was at the rooftop's entrance door, she let out a sigh. Why would she go all the way to see how Vegeta was doing? She thought that his sweetness and friendliness towards her had someone began to grow on her, even for just a day. She remembered how he held her in his arms that day, and how he assisted her on climbing the entry disc on Kami's spaceship. She thought he wasn't so bad after all. Maybe if he wasn't such a creepy stalker she could give him a chance. Besides, he's cute and a prince, too. For a day, she forgot how evil he could be.
She turned on the knob and opened the door towards the rooftop.
What she saw quickly made her pull away her earlier thoughts.
Mister Popo is dead and headless. His corpse lied over the pool of his own blood. Bulma suddenly want to vomit at the sight of the black man.
"Oh, hey there, Bulma!"
Bulma almost jumped in surprise. Vegeta was standing behind her, holding two unopened soda cans.
"What's the matter?" Vegeta asked innocently.
Bulma's hand was in her mouth, her face filled with terror and her eyes, frightened and tearful. "M-m-mister Popo…. Is… dead! D-d-did y-you do this?"
"Huh?" Vegeta turned towards the murder scene in front of them, and was shocked at the sight. The soda cans in his hands fell into the floor.
"What the fuck?!" Vegeta mouthed in surprise.
"I thought you were with him!"
"Yeah, but I went down stairs to buy some soda for me and him. I was just thankful that he helped us out to go to Planet Namek."
"Who would have done this?"
"Don't ask me! I don't know!"
Bulma ran her hands over her blue hair. "I should tell Son-kun and the others." she said and then she walked past Vegeta back to Goku's room. Vegeta just watched at her back, scratching the back of his head innocently.
[Age 762, November 4, 21:22, Sun Wukong Hospital, rooftop]
"Who could have done this to Popo?" Vegeta asked himself as he turned around to look at Popo's corpse. He crouched down to pick up the soda cans on his feet. He just stared at the corpse with a pitiful stare. "Poor Earthling…"
He just was just there, staring blankly at the corpse right in front of him.
Seconds later, he broke out into a loud, psychotic laughter, throwing back his head with the look of a madman on his face. His eyes glowing crimson.
"Fufufufufu….. Bwahahahahahahahahahaha! Serves you right, fool! That's what you get for trying to question the prince of all Saiyans! Bwahahahahahahahaha!" he laughed. "I did it! I killed him! For Bulma! For my Bulma! For me to be with my Bulma, I will kill anyone who would get in my way! Everything, for my dear little Bulma! Bwahahahahahahahaha!"
Then he turned his head down and sighed, his crimson eyes fading back to its coal black.
"Huh? I guess I'll give the other soda to Bulma after all."
He stood up and exited the rooftop, a childish grin on his face.
"For my dear little Bulma…"
Author's Comments: Woah! Vegeta just killed Mister Popo! He's ready to kill and destroy for Bulma! Pretty intense chapter to write.