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: Now, on to the fifth chapter of Crimson-dipped Obsession!

Chapter 5: Lift Off

Bulma was dreaming again.

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. 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 as if he was a ghost.

"You are only mine," he told her in a voice that sounded like a high pitched chorale and it made him sound quite demonic. This dream was familiar, Bulma thought.

Someone entered the scene, she recognized it was her boyfriend, Yamcha. He greeted her as he waved a hand at her cheerfully.

"Hi there, Bulma!" Yamcha said.

She felt her heart burst with joy at the sight of him 'alive', well, at least in this dream. Bulma ran towards her boyfriend and he welcomed her with open arms. As she went towards Yamcha, she found Vegeta's expression changed.

The Saiyan's eyes glowed brighter as he pulled his lips from his bloodied fangs. A horrifying, animalistic snarl echoed deep in his throat.

Then Bulma turned to Yamcha, and saw how Vegeta jumped towards him, grabbing Yamcha by the hair and his hand slashing towards his neck. Blood splattered, literally everywhere.

Holding the severed head of the fallen Z Fighter, Vegeta licked the part where he sliced the neck and proceeded to suck the blood from it.

Horrified at the sight, Bulma ran out of her room, away from Vegeta. Then she saw Krilin and Gohan standing by the hallway. Bulma screamed at them for help but before she could reach for them, both of their heads exploded in a shower of blood, brains and gray matter. Bulma screamed. When she decided to go to her parents, she found them in their room, dead and bloodied on their bed. Their abdomen ripped open and their entrails created a disgusting, bloody mess.

She heard a cold, dark chuckle behind her and she froze in fear. Why would Vegeta do this anyway?

When she turned around, she found him clawing at her chest.

Bulma screamed as her eyes shot open.

[Age 762, November 9, 7:30, Capsule Corporation, Bulma's room.]

A pair of black, teary, anxious eyes stared at her too closely. Bulma gasped out loud as it caught her breath, trying to recognize those onyx orbs that glared back at her. When she finally did, she screamed and immediately screeched away from the person until she hit the headboard of her bed.

"What's wrong, Bulma?" Vegeta asked anxiously.

"Don't! Don't kill me! Please! Please don't kill me!" Bulma screamed at him, fear evident in her voice. Her hands going up as if to try and defend herself with the effort, though she soon realized it must be very futile considering the Saiyan's superpowers.

"Eh?" the Saiyan Prince blinked back at her as he watched at her tremble in fear of him. Bulma fit herself in the corner of her bed, as far as possible from where he sat.

"What are you talking about, Bulma?" Vegeta asked again, innocently.

"Y-y-y-y-you… y-y-y-you…"

Vegeta smiled back sweetly and leaned towards her. He held up his hands to touch her face.

"Don't touch me!" Bulma screamed as she slapped his hand away, but Vegeta remained stubborn and held her face gently.

"Stop it and look at me." He ordered.

"NO!"

Vegeta growled and forced her to look at him.

"You were having a nightmare, Bulma. I'm here. You have nothing to fear."

Bulma suddenly stopped "Eh?"

"A nightmare, you were having a nightmare. I found you asleep inside the closet last night. What were you thinking sleeping inside that thing when you have a nice, warm bed over here?"

The prince then moved away from her. Bulma's expression was still fearful when she remembered what happened last night. She was hiding inside the cabinet from him after she witnessed his berserk rage in the Amusement Park and thought he was planning to kill her. By the time she found him peering down at her by the horizontal slats of the closet door, she screamed at him and fainted. It was as if his eyes had the power to hypnotize her brain and made her weak.

"I was hiding," Bulma told him, out of fear.

"Hiding from what?"

"From you!" she screamed at him.

"Why?"

Bulma's lips quivered. "You killed all those people in the amusement park last night!" she screamed.

Vegeta's eyes went as wide as saucers. "I-I-I didn't…" he said, utterly confused.

"If I didn't run away from you then you would have killed me right there!"

"I-I-I… I didn't!"

"I saw it, Vegeta! Don't act like you don't remember!"

"I really don't remember! I swear!" Vegeta screamed at her.

"Shut it, Vegeta! I don't even know what your intentions are! But I'm scared! Scared of you! Scared of what you did! Scared of what you might do! Just stay away from me! You psychotic bastard!"

Vegeta just stared at her in shock, tears falling from his eyes. "Bulma…." He cried.

Bulma angrily turned her eyes away from him, and hugged her knees in that corner like a child experiencing trauma.

Vegeta moaned in emotional pain, and then walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Bulma just stared at where he disappeared into and just sat there.

What the hell was really wrong with him? She didn't know if she could trust his words that he didn't remember anything or if he was bluffing. She ran her hands on her tousled blue hair in frustration. What if he was telling the truth? What if he has a personality disorder that allows him to have a split personality? Was he mentally unstable? But… the thought of that scary look on his face last night made every hair on her body stand. It was as if he became a different person when he changed into that.

Then the image of the mighty Oozaru came up to her mind. The Oozaru were monkey-like beasts Saiyans transform into upon staring at the full moon. She recalled that Goku becomes wild and uncontrollable when he becomes that. Could that be the reason why Vegeta acted that way, even without transforming? Come to think of it, of the two Saiyans Vegeta was the only one who could be called the 'true' Saiyan because Goku grew up like a human on Earth. Maybe it was a Saiyan thing.

And maybe she shouldn't have said that to Vegeta. Maybe he was telling the truth.

When she came down for breakfast, her mother informed her that Vegeta left the compound crying. She asked if the two of them had a lover's quarrel. Bulma ate her breakfast without saying anything.

"Ahm, mama. I noticed there's a lot of breakfast today. Has Vegeta already eaten before he left?"

"No, he didn't. He helped me make the breakfast earlier. He said he wanted to make you a huge breakfast meal and would make sure that he gets it right this time."

"He did this?" Bulma asked as she looked at the meal set before her. It tasted much better than last time, though still nothing compared to her mother's cooking.

"Yes, he did. And when I complimented him on a job well done, it made him so happy." Mrs. Briefs happily exclaimed. "And that look on his face was adorable!"

Bulma's face soured. "If only you have seen how he looks like last night…."

[Age 762, November 9, 9:30, Streets of West City Capitol]

Vegeta walked around the early busy streets of West City Capitol with a gloomy look on his face. He had nowhere to go now and he just roamed around like a lost little child who was crying at how helpless he was upon trying to take away his loved one's fear.

"Bulma, you idiot! Why won't you believe me?!" he mumbled bitterly. What has he done for her to fear him that much?

He didn't like the way she looked at him earlier. It was a look of fear and contempt directed towards him and that look made him broken inside. He didn't want to see that look on her eyes. It was something he feared to happen and that would lead their relationship in a dangerous situation.

Vegeta was a person of high pride, he would never say sorry to anyone in his life and will never be sorry for anything he has done. He never regretted anything before, until –

"No! No! No! I won't let it happen!" he growled to himself as he shook his head to rid of those terrible visions off his mind. He knew that if he continued being the prideful one, something bad is going to happen to both of them. He has to swallow his pride if he wanted to prevent something like that to occur.

He has to find a way to take away Bulma's fear of him, and make her feelings his once again.

[Age 762, November 9, 17:30, Capsule Corporation]

That afternoon, Bulma was helping her dad fix the spaceship she and her friends will use on going to Planet Namek. While working, Bulma couldn't think but wonder how Vegeta was doing since he left. She knew he didn't have anywhere to go to and that knowledge made her worry and guilty about him.

Her father let out a half-hearted laugh and Bulma turned to him, wondering what he was laughing at.

"Buuuulmaaaa…." A child-like voice sang from outside the spaceship. She recognized that tone and she smiled to herself. She quickly turned around and saw Vegeta standing a few feet behind her with a pout in his face. He was holding several colorful balloons in his right hand and a box of strawberry cake on his left.

Bulma stood up from her work and threw screwdriver on his head. Vegeta let out a fake, "Oooowwwwcchhh!" when it hit the side of his head. Bulma laughed at that. The prince came towards her to show her the cake where there was a message written on its icing. "I'm sorry. I love you so much. Please forgive me."

"I honestly couldn't remember anything but…" Vegeta told her. "If that really happened, here I am to apologize sincerely. It was probably caused by Saiyan Instincts that went out of my control and it's a shame for me, as the prince and a super-elite warrior, to lose control of myself. Bulma Briefs, I'm sorry for whatever happened and whatever you witnessed last night. I promise I will train further to control myself so this won't happen again. I don't want to lose you. I love you so much, believe me and please do forgive me for what I have done. I-I-I…"

Vegeta was already in tears and Bulma's heart quivered with pity.

"I promise you, no matter what happens I will never, ever hurt or kill you. I will protect you with all my life, whatever the cost maybe. But please, do not fear me. I don't want to see that look on you again. I will never hurt you. I will never kill you. I promise you that!" he cried.

Bulma's heart melted at that look on his face. He was indeed sincere-looking, but… could she really trust his words after what she just saw?

She remembered how Goku could easily forgive those who have wronged him. He said that people deserved a chance to change themselves. By the way she could see Vegeta desire to make it up to her; she thought of what Goku would have done in this situation. And that led her to a decision.

Bulma let out a sigh as she became guilty of the words she said earlier. She let out a smile. "Alright, I'll forgive you this time. Just stop crying like that, okay?"

Like a little child, Vegeta ceased his tears and smiled back, nodding. "Thank you, Bulma!"

[Age 762, November 10, 8:00, Kame House]

And then finally, the day of departure…

Bulma and Vegeta waited at the Kame House impatiently. Vegeta was looking at Bulma weirdly as she was pissed off by her companions. The prince and the bald headed monk-turned-warrior, Krilin wondered what made her so upset.

"Wow, Bulma! Can we really go into space with this thing!" Krilin asked as he looked over at the spaceship before them in awe.

"Nice outfit, you two…" Bulma mumbled as she crossed her arms over the chest plate of her yellow space suit. Vegeta was clad in the repaired Saiyan Armor he had when he first came to Earth over a month ago, while Krilin was wearing a yellow varsity jacket and a red cap. "I was being all too excited for this trip and prepared early in the morning. I even cut my long, gorgeous hair for this!"

"What's wrong with these?" Vegeta asked as he looked at his clothes.

"We are going to space and you are wearing those…."

"But I was wearing this all the time I'm travelling in outer space."

Bulma's eyebrow twitched and Vegeta raised his in curiosity.

"Mine feels more comfortable than that ridiculous suit you are on." Krilin said.

Bulma became even more pissed off. "This ridiculous suit is the proper attire when going to space, you dumbhead!" she screamed at Krilin, who suddenly freaked out by her temper.

"What is taking Kakarot's brat so long?!" Vegeta snapped.

"Gohan said he came from Sunday school and visited Goku in the hospital. He will be arriving soon," Krilin said.

As if on cue, a hover car came hovering towards them and stopped just in front of them. Chichi and her father, the enormous Ox-King, came out of the car. Gohan came down last, looking down in embarrassment on how he looks like with his bolo haircut and Sunday school clothes.

Bulma collapsed, dumbfounded at the sight of Goku's son. Krilin let out loud laugh while Vegeta just stared.

"Bwahahahahaha! Are you really Gohan? What happened to your hair?!" Krilin asked, howling in laughter.

"Dad laughed at me, too…" the young half-Saiyan boy mumbled in awkwardness, flushing as red as a tomato.

Bulma let out a sigh, looking like she was tired of all her friends' stupidity. "Shall we go?"

Bulma, Gohan, Krilin and Vegeta came up the floating entry disc.

"You are going to space where no man has ever gone. Please take good care yourselves." Chichi said.

"Grandpa, mom, Master Roshi, I'm off." Gohan said as he bowed before them. Her mom was suddenly in tears.

"Write me everyday!" she cried.

The disc ascended towards the spaceship and closed it.

[Age 762, November 10, 8:15, Inside the Namekian Spaceship]

"Wow! This is huge!" Krilin mused as he looked around. Bulma and Vegeta walked towards the seats before the controls and the window. Krilin asked where do they put their things and Bulma retorted with 'anywhere!'. Vegeta glared at her like a scared child and concluded that she's not in a good mood. Krilin and Gohan concluded the same thing.

"Vegeta, make this thing blast off in space, please." Bulma ordered. "You two! Get to your seats and fasten your seatbelts!"

Vegeta willingly obeyed her orders and spoke this on Namekian language towards the voice sensors, "Computer, initiate lift off in five seconds."

Gohan and Krilin went towards their own seats but before they could fasten their seatbelts, the space ship took off into the sky with unbelievable speed, gluing both Krilin and Gohan to their seats as they both screamed.

And so the four of them began their travel towards Planet Namek, not knowing the terror that awaited them….

Or rather… just three of them…

Vegeta let out an evil smile at the thought of what awaited them on Planet Namek.

"Soon… very soon…"

[Age 762, November 10, 23:30, Sun Wukong Hospital]

Goku couldn't sleep, he found that Chichi was already fast asleep on the sofa at his side. He was glad that Gohan and the others were now travelling to Planet Namek and prayed that they safely arrive there. While trying to focus on some kind of image training in his mind, King Kai, the so called 'Lord of Worlds', contacted him using telepathy.

"Goku!" the Lord of World's voice echoed within Goku's mind, causing the Saiyan warrior to lose concentration of his image training.

"Oh, Hi there, Kaiou-sama!" Goku beamed with a grin.

"I was trying to contact you since a week ago but it seems that you were unconscious or asleep most of the time."

"Sorry about that, Kaiou-sama. So what's up?"

"I saw that the Saiyan named Vegeta has joined you."

"Yes, he was kind of helpful, actually. He was trying to help us go to Planet Namek and revive our friends back!"

"I see…" the Lord of World's voice was suspicious and Goku noticed it.

"What's the matter, Kaiou-sama? Is something wrong?" Goku asked in concern.

"Something just happened on Enma Daiou's desk that's kind of strange."

"Strange? How is it strange?"

"Well, you see. Only the dead, guardians and deities are allowed to go to Otherworld, which is why Enma Daiou was shocked to see Vegeta's spirit before him."

"What? Vegeta's there?!" Goku asked in surprise.

"Yes,"

"But he's here with us, alive and well."

"Yes, and that was strange, indeed. According to Enma Daiou, the Vegeta he saw earlier was dead. And according to his book of life and death, Vegeta ain't supposed to die at the time he died… and he was right… and because of this, Vegeta was held in the office for there is no room for him, not even hell is ready for him yet. And then, he suddenly disappeared right before Enma Daiou's eyes."

"Disappeared?" Goku repeated. "What do you mean by his spirit disappeared? Did he teleport somewhere?"

"No, when Vegeta's spirit disappeared before Enma Daiou. Something unexplainable happened. Mortals may not notice this, but the guardians of the universe would be able to sense it."

"What happened?"

"A terrible distortion in the balance of space and time, An event that contradicts the flow of the normal events in the universe. People call it a 'paradox'."