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 Note: Hello everyone. Happy Halloween! Here I present you the seventeenth chapter of Crimson-dipped Obsession. I hope you enjoy. :)
Chapter 17: Feelings
[762 A.D. December 20, Planet Namek]
"Damn, I wish Vegeta was here instead. At least he can protect me from those freaks." Bulma said. Vegeta, who was hiding behind a rock, laughed and decided to come out of his hiding place.
"Don't worry, my dear little Bulma. I'm here and I will protect you!"
Bulma turned around and was glad to see him back. "Vegeta! Oh, you're back!"
The Saiyan Prince nodded, "Yep," he smiled. "I'm sorry about earlier. You were right, I killed those Namekians because I know we can bring them back to life later on. Thanks so much for standing up to me." Then he threw his arms and wrapped them around her. "Thank you. This was the reason why I love you so much, you understand me more than anyone else does."
Bulma let out a laugh as she pat his back. "No problem."
They went inside the Capsule House, with Vegeta holding Bulma's hand. They went to the living room of the Capsule House and sat at the long sofa. Vegeta twined his fingers against Bulma's while Bulma leaned back at him. Vegeta used his other hand to rubbed Bulma's blue hair.
"I love you," he said.
Bulma simply smiled back a little, feeling safe with him. "You always say that."
"I will always say it over and over again until forever."
Bulma smile grew wider as she leaned her head on his muscular shoulder. "Yamcha always say the same thing but he doesn't really keep it." At the mention of Yamcha's name, Vegeta scowled deeply. "At times, he would be cheating me with another girl. I could never understand why he needed another girl when he already has me. Am I not beautiful enough for him?"
"Truth be told, you're too good for someone like that fool." Vegeta replied. "He was always like that. The first time I saw him on the battlefield I already knew he was a good-for-nothing fool. Too arrogant for his own good and trying to act like a tough guy when he was just a weakling. Honestly, I was irritated when he acted so sure of himself when he thought he defeated that Saibaiman easily. He likes underestimating his opponents when he was no different or even worse than them. Hah!"
"You speak as if you're not like that yourself, huh? Are you sure that your grudge against him was because of me and not because you see yourself in him?"
"Shut up and stop comparing me to that fool." Vegeta scowled. "I am completely different than him. I am superior to him a thousand times in all aspect! That's why I'm sure that you'll choose me over him!"
"Don't be so sure of yourself, jerk," Bulma laughed at she playfully hit him on the shoulder.
Vegeta caught her hand, smiling, "You don't hit a Saiyan unless you want to die, woman." Vegeta whispered playfully on her ear.
"You won't kill me. You promised me that."
"Of course, I won't." he chuckled on her ear. "I love you."
"I know." Bulma squeaked. The prince was so close to her, in fact she could feel his hot breath on her ear and its sending shivers across her spine. She could feel her heart pound fast on her chest as heat flooded all throughout her body.
Then Vegeta's tone turned chilling, "You're mine, just mine. No one would ever dare take you away from me unless they want to feel my wrath pour upon them. I will never let anyone ruin us, not even you. Remember that, my-dear-li-ttle-Bul-ma."
Bulma refused to look on his eyes. Truth be told, she felt scared by the way he was telling her that.
"Y-Yes…"
All so suddenly, "Bulma…"
"Yes?" Bulma squeaked again as she automatically turned her eyes to meet his curious gaze. Vegeta blinked back at her, his face only an inch away from hers. Bulma's face turned as red as a tomato before Vegeta pulled himself away from her and laughed hysterically at the look she was giving him.
Oh he knows her too well, he even knows how to arouse her just by speaking.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! What the fuck, Bulma?! What's with that look on your face?!"
Bulma blinked back before she snapped out of her trance, "What the heck, Vegeta?! I thought you were going to go – uh…"
Vegeta stopped laughing as he looked at her with a curious gaze. "Go what?"
"Uh…" she was going to say 'go crazy again' but was able to stop herself from telling him that or he might just go away and leave her alone again. "… do something… to me…"
"Hah! Haven't I promised you back on Earth that I won't force you to make love to me if you don't want to? I was just kidding with you around. Didn't know you are so easily aroused."
"Shut up!" she raised her fist at him. Vegeta raised his hand on a defensive position. Bulma goes on attacking him with many 'pathetic' and 'poorly aimed' punches that Vegeta let her hit on him and pretend to be hurt by her 'pathetic' attempts to hit him.
"Jerk! Jerk! Jerk! Jerk! Vegeta, you jerk!" Bulma was screaming at her. Vegeta was laughing at her face as she 'beat' him to a pulp until he was 'knocked down' on the sofa bed and Bulma was over him.
With what it looked like a finishing move from her, she hit him on his face. Vegeta pretended to have been knocked out unconscious on the sofa bed.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked when he stopped moving as if he was knocked out by that punch. "Vegeta! Hey!" she shook him on his face. "Vegeta! Wake up! Don't tell me you were really knocked out by that, jerk?! Hey!"
Vegeta remained still.
"Oh shit…" Bulma said to herself. She continued shaking him, desperate. "Vegeta! Hey! Wake up! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Vegeta's lips stretched into a wide smirk, cracking one of his eyes open. "Kiss me first…"
"Jerk!"
"Why? Isn't it that people would kiss a sleeping person so they would wake up?"
"Dream on! You're not even Sleeping Beauty, and the prince is usually the one who give the kiss for the beautiful girl to wake up." Bulma mumbled.
"Hn, okay." Vegeta then pulled her closer to him and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips much to Bulma's shock. He hungrily kissed her, twining his fingers on her blue hair. Unable to resist the urge, Bulma kissed back hungrily too. She wrapped her arms around his muscular neck as they both explored each other's mouths hungrily.
Bulma's mind was suddenly clouded by lust, realizing that Vegeta was indeed a much better kisser than Yamcha. Suddenly, she felt Vegeta's other hand go to her hip, rubbing his gloved hands over her clothes. He let out a growl to himself, wanting to rip the thing off her to better explore her body. He released his hand over her hips and instead tugged the zipper of her yellow vest. He slowly, slowly pulled it down until he was quarter way. He then pulled himself up and pushed her back so that she was the one whose back was on the sofa. Finally being the dominant one by being on top her, he kissed her lips with more passion than earlier. Bulma's fingers made their way to his black spikes. They continued to kiss more passionately as Vegeta continued to pull down the zipper of her vest until…
Bulma snapped back to reality when she felt her vest being opened by Vegeta's hand, she quickly pulled away from him and yelled at him "Stop!" as she instinctively pushed her away from him.
Vegeta also snapped back to reality and leaped away from her. At first look, it was as if Bulma has pushed him too strong that he flew and hit the wall but it was Vegeta who actually made it too far that he lost control of his strength and he leaped with too much force and hit the wall across the living room. The wall cracked upon his impact.
Bulma looked at him in shock.
"Shit…!" Vegeta mouthed, surprised.
"I – I'm sorry," Bulma quickly replied.
Vegeta blinked in confusion before he furrowed his eyes angrily. He looked away from her, embarrassed. "No… I'm sorry… It's my fault… I lost my… self control…"
"Huh?"
"I just said I won't force you and yet I…"
"Don't be…" Bulma told him. Vegeta returned his gaze at her.
"What?"
"Uhm… How do I say this…" Bulma said, smiling.
Truth be told, she did enjoy it. He was indeed a better kisser than Yamcha ever was, and at that time, that moment she thought how perfect it was for her. Even though knowing it was wrong and yet it felt so right to her. She actually regretted she stopped him doing his advances and wondered what it would feel if she just let him do it to her. Would he be a better man than Yamcha when it comes to that. She wondered.
"Well… At least, nothing happened yet. That's good. Don't you think?"
"Hn… yeah…" Vegeta agreed but his tone sounded disappointed, more to himself than because he was not able to jump over her.
The awkward silence was long until Bulma spoke again, "You… you're a better kisser than Yamcha ever was." She said.
Vegeta turned to her, wondering why she was telling him this. He then snapped out of those thoughts and snorted loudly. "Of course, I told you I was a thousand times better than him in all aspects!" he said as he crossed his arms over his chest plate.
"Fifteen years…" she said as she looked down at her opened vest. She raised the zipper slowly to close it as she continued saying, "I was in a relationship with Yamcha for fifteen years. I first met him while looking for the Dragon Balls with Goku who was still a little boy back then. He was a dessert bandit who was clearly afraid of girls. I was the first girl he got too comfortable with and we became very close. When we were kidnapped by Pilaf and his men, Goku became a giant monkey. Yamcha tried to protect me by asking Puar to cut Goku's tail off. Hehe… I nearly got eaten by the Oozaru Goku but he saved my life. I thought he was cool and all. Yamcha was very good looking back then, without the scar on his face. I loved him dearly. When I took him to the city, he was able to get a little comfortable with girls and then he became a playboy. Because he was good looking he became easily popular with the other girls and I was left on the sides. Sometimes, I would catch him dating another girl and then I will get angry at him and break it up with him. Then when he goes to me and asked for forgiveness, I would always forgive him. Because I felt lonely and he was my first love that's why I always forgive him no matter how many times he cheated on me. For fifteen years, I clung to the hope that no matter how many other girls he dated, he would always choose me over them since I am much, much, much more beautiful than those girls. Not to mention, I'm rich and a genius in comparison to them. Truth be told, I thought I can never live my life without him. When he was killed, I cried… a lot. It hurts me seeing him there, lying on that crater lifeless. All the fights I had with him all came back to me and I felt nothing but regret. My only hope was the Dragon Balls. I thought when he comes back to life, I would definitely make it up to him. But…"
Tears fell from her eyes as she began to cry. She cannot continue the story anymore because Vegeta already knew what was next.
"… I came to the picture, is that it?" Vegeta asked. Bulma began to wail loudly. He just watched her cry it all out before he approached her back and wrapped his muscular arms around her to comfort her. He leaned his head over hers, purring.
"Don't cry, my dear little Bulma. I'm here, and I will always be with you. I will never hurt you, nor leave your side, nor cheat on you. No matter what happens, I will always, always, always love you."
Bulma sniffed before continuing to wail, this time, louder than before.
"Someday, you will see how far better I am than him. You will see that, I am sure of it. And when you do, you will definitely choose me over him."
"Why? Why do you love me so much, Vegeta? Why do you choose me of all people? There are lots of other women across the universe, I don't understand." Bulma asked again.
"Didn't I already tell you that back on the ferries wheel ride on Earth?"
Bulma suddenly remembered what he told her back then, "I am the prince of the most powerful warrior race in the universe, cold and ruthless. I admit I did kill many people and destroyed a lot of worlds in cold blood. I always believed that foolish emotions like love and compassion are nothing meant for a warrior like me and could be the cause of his downfall. But… it was you who changed that belief I held my entire life for so long. I… I don't know, but meeting you has changed everything I once believed in. When I saw you, it felt… different. What do you humans call it? Love at first sight? Yeah, that. Also, hearing your vain praises you commented about yourself through the scouter caught my interest of you, knowing that we're very much alike. Then I also realized that I cannot ever bring myself to kill you no matter what. That's how much I love you."
"Honestly, I still don't understand why. You only said you became interested with me knowing that we're both very much alike."
Vegeta let go of her and he turned around to sit back next to her. "That's exactly it." He smiled at her. "You see… All my life all I did is to fight for survival. It was Frieza who took me away from my father when I was just a little boy. He took me to ensure that my father's and my people's loyalty was on him and that they would never try to rebel against him. Frieza was afraid of the legendary Super Saiyan, the most powerful warrior of the Saiyan race. Me as my people's most powerful warrior was expected to become one, to become their savior from Frieza's bondage, that's why he took me away to ensure that I don't become the Super Saiyan he would fear. In order to guarantee that no other Saiyans as powerful as me will be born, he destroyed my home planet and along all my people, besides Nappa and Raditz who were with me. I remember that day when I heard his order through the scouter for all Saiyans to go back to Planet Vegeta. Raditz was pleading for me to return with him but I stubbornly refused. Heh, and then sometime later we received the news of my kingdom's destruction and my people's demise. Anyone in the place would have crumbled to tears and depression, but I was far too much proud to just suck it up and continued to fight for my own survival.
"As I grew up, I realized I never did care about anything else but to get stronger and stronger in order to defeat Frieza. Not to avenge my people mind you, but in order to become the most powerful warrior and rule the universe. I won't lie to you that I planned it not for the good of the universe, though. Hah!"
Bulma sniffed as she listened to his story. So it was that Frieza guy who destroyed the Saiyans and their planet. She felt bad for him that he has to live everyday being a soldier of the very person who took everything away from him.
"I killed many people and destroyed many worlds without regret or mercy. I was ruthless, completely dead and soulless inside. I didn't care about anything else. I have no heart, I don't even feel compassion or love, I never even experienced it. I don't even know what it feels like. As a warrior, I was trying to uphold into my pride and avoid all these foolish emotions until you came into my life… You – …" he suddenly stopped as if he realized that he was about to tell her something that he shouldn't be saying. Other than that, he mentioned 'You' with unnecessary bitterness on it. He bit his lip and cursed to himself.
"What?"
"Shit…" he muttered under his breath. Bulma wondered why he suddenly stopped as if he was hiding something from her that he was almost about to say if he doesn't realize it.
Vegeta's eyes shifted away from her, looking away from her in complete embarrassment. " – As I said, you changed the beliefs I held my entire life for so long. Clearly, I never thought I was even capable of having these emotions, of love, of a strong desire to protect and own another creature, especially one that is clearly inferior to my superior power. I have never loved and protected anybody my entire life, you are privileged to be the first and I intend that to be forever if I can help it."
"I – I still don't understand why…" Bulma said, still wondering why he stopped himself from earlier. "Are you still hiding something from me? Something very important?"
Vegeta let out a long sigh as he raised his arms open to pull her closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her protectively as he laid soft but sweet kisses on the top of her head and on her forehead.
"I love you. I just love you, always remember that, My dear little Bulma."
"Why?"
"Hmph! Forget it, I won't be telling you more… The rest is a big secret."
"Hmmm…Okay…" Bulma gave up and hugged him back.
Silence for a few minutes.
"When we get back to Earth, let's go star gazing. I would want to show you where my home planet was." Vegeta said.
"Okay."
Vegeta rubbed her back as he stared ahead, his eyes glowing crimson.
'Of course you will never understand, my foolish woman. And I won't be telling you about it. Not even a slightest thing. Never... Never… Never… Not if I can help it. No matter what happens, you will never find it out. You will never know the truth. The real reason why I'm so obsessed and protective of you… Why I am more than willing to do anything for you… Why I would kill and destroy just for me to be by your side…
'Why I love you so much more than I was meant to.'
A wide sinister smirk stretched across his face as these dark thoughts entered his mind.
[763 A.D. January 5, 19:33, Capsule Corporation, Dining room]
Bulma and her parents listened to Yamcha's consisted complains about the tiger from the shopping district earlier. Soon, Vegeta stood after he was done eating, not really caring much about Yamcha's stories and went straight into the kitchen. Dr. Briefs laughed at Yamcha's story before he decided to go back to his laboratory to continue his inventions. Mrs. Briefs went to the fridge to take some desserts.
While Mrs. Briefs was busy taking the desserts from the fridge, Vegeta returned to the dining room. Mrs. Briefs was asking Bulma and Yamcha what they wanted for dessert.
"Vegeta-chan's gone, I thought he would want a dark chocolate cake for dessert for today. How about you, Bulma-chan? Yamcha-kun? You want chocolate cake for dessert?" Mrs. Briefs was saying as she sliced the cake without looking her daughter and guest.
"Sure, mama. I want that." Yamcha and Bulma said in unison. The two looked at each other awkwardly before Yamcha laughed.
Mrs. Briefs was wondering if Yamcha and Bulma were still in a relationship after Vegeta became her boyfriend two months ago.
She was about to ask her about this when Bulma suddenly said, "Apples!"
Bulma found Vegeta glowering at Yamcha from behind with a kitchen knife raised above his head. The prince's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She quickly stood and grabbed Vegeta's hand and pushed him to where her mother is.
"Apples! Apples! Let's peel the apples, neh, Vegeta!"
Bulma was saying this with a rather anxious look on her face besides her awkward smile. Vegeta was suddenly pulled away from his blood lust by Bulma's mention of apples.
"Uhm… Mom, leave the cake to me and Vegeta, please. Hehehehe…"
Oblivious to what just happened, Mrs. Briefs smiled, "Okay dear. Just make sure to leave some for me and your father."
When Mrs. Briefs was gone and went to wash the dishes. Bulma muttered to Vegeta, "Just what do you think you're doing Vegeta?! Are you trying to kill Yamcha?"
"He's annoying me."
"You cannot just kill a person that annoys you!"
Vegeta picked something from his pocket. It was a small bottle of cyanide. Bulma immediately snatched the thing off his hand. "Stop it. Don't poison him either."
Vegeta glared at Bulma, "I don't like this, Bulma. I'm afraid that you might change your mind about the deal. I know you still have feelings for him."
Bulma turned her cerulean eyes to him, feeling uneasy at the fact that he was being intuitive. Yet she tried to assure him, "Vegeta, didn't I tell you that I was only doing this to order for us to end this properly. It was you who gave me a week. I still have two days left."
"Why can't you just be straight with him? He deserved it after all."
Bulma let out a deep, long sigh. The truth is, she doesn't know what to tell Yamcha yet. For days she cannot find an excuse worthy enough to explain her deal with Vegeta. Of course, she cannot deny that she was only forced to accept him and be his lover and not out of love of him. She just felt sorry for him and indebted for his assistance in reviving Yamcha and the others. Although she saw his good side, she wasn't really sure about how she feels towards him until now especially when he lusts for blood like earlier. He still scared her with the way he would mercilessly kill anyone who would dare to get in his way. And out of fear for her friends' lives, she dealt with him.
"Alright, I'll talk to him soon, maybe tomorrow, okay? Just be patient and wait. That's all I ask of you." Bulma said as she sliced a piece of chocolate cake and put it on a plate. "Would you mind taking this piece to him?"
Vegeta simply glared at her before he begrudgingly took the plate and gave it to Yamcha.
"Uh… Thanks…" Yamcha told him awkwardly before he chomped down the cake with a fork. The prince simply glared at him with an evil eye before he returned to Bulma and took his piece of cake. Bulma saw the way Vegeta was glaring at Yamcha and thought "If looks could only kill then Yamcha would have been dead the moment they met each other."
They went to the table together and joined Yamcha on eating desserts.
[763 A.D. January 6, 3:00, Capsule Corporation, Guest room]
Vegeta was gazing at Yamcha through the window as the human snored loudly on the messy bed. His eyes were a pair of glowing crimson, and on his hands were a pair of sewing scissors. He kept his ki as low as possible to undetectable levels.
He raised the sewing scissors and then…
Snap!
Yamcha opened his eyes in surprise when he heard a loud snapping sound. It sounded as if someone was snapping a pair of scissors. He got up from his bed and turned to the window, the white curtain billowing against the frame. He found no one outside but he could hear the loud snapping of the scissors getting louder, closer…
He turned around and found no one. The sound came louder and louder, faster and faster until it came in all directions, echoing against the walls. A chill ran across Yamcha's spine.
"W-Who's there?" he asked, swallowing in fear.
Yamcha hated being in this room in the first place. He didn't know why it felt scary just because it were surrounded by the porcelain dolls and toys that Bulma and her older sister, Taitsu, used to play when they were little kids. He knew he was being ridiculous with being scared with dolls and toys but… these things felt really evil to him this time. As he looked around, he felt as if all the dolls inside that single room were staring back at him, deep into his very soul. As if they would want to take his soul to hell.
Yamcha gulped in fear as he stepped back in fear. He heard something behind him, a childish giggle and turned to see a beautiful porcelain doll the size of a five year old child with golden curls, big green eyes and pale porcelain skin an inch on his face. It was shaking, its eyes staring into him as a strange giggle seemed to echo from it.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Yamcha screamed out loud as he fell into his butt. That's when he realized that the doll was floating before him. Yamcha was terrified. These dolls sure are haunted!
The said doll then jumped at him as it laughed at him like a psycho. Yamcha continued screaming, trying to take the scary doll off of him but found that it was strong. How is that even possible?!
Yamcha then let out his ki and fired a ki blast at the stupid thing, destroying it to pieces. He then ran out of the house in fear and then blasted into the sky in terror.
Three minutes later, inside his gravity chamber, Vegeta was laughing like a madman at Yamcha's terrified reaction after he saw him flee in fear. He stopped only when he finds it hard to breath and his stomach was hurting.
He then returned to the room where Yamcha was sleeping earlier and saw the doll he controlled using telekinesis and ventriloquism to scare the human off destroyed to pieces. Vegeta took the remaining head of the doll in his hands and stared at it, this one Bulma's favorite doll. He wondered how she would react to it when she saw it like this now.
He then pulled the doll head closer to him and hugged it protectively as he let out an evil chuckle.
[763 A.D. January 6, 8:00, Capsule Corporation]
Vegeta was eating breakfast on the terrace of the Capsule Corporation when he saw Krilin coming. The bald midget was wearing a red shirt, a black cap and khakis and when he found the prince, he waved at him.
"Hey, Vegeta! Good morning!" Krilin greeted. After the events on Namek, Krilin learned to trust Vegeta more than before as he treated the prince as one of his friends now.
"Hn," Vegeta greeted back. "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
"Uh… I was just visiting you, Bulma and Yamcha by. Hehehe… There's nothing wrong with visiting friends, right?" Krilin grinned awkwardly, knowing how jealous the Saiyan could be when it comes to Bulma.
"Hn… Of course…"
Yamcha returned to Capsule Corp with a dazed and disoriented look on his face.
"Yamcha-san… What happened to you?" Krilin asked.
"Long story…" Yamcha replied groggily. He looked so tired and shocked, he cannot get over that horrifying experience he had last night.
Bulma came out into the lawn, "Oh, hi there Krilin! Oh Yamcha, where have you been? What happened?"
Yamcha just grunted as he turned his eyes towards Vegeta who was glaring at him.
"Just what are you looking at?" Yamcha asked him angrily.
"Hmph! How pathetic!" Vegeta snorted arrogantly as he turned around to leave.
"Hey! It was you who did that, didn't you?!" Yamcha accused.
Vegeta stopped walking and turned his head back at him, "Did what?" he asked innocently.
"You know what I'm talking about! Those dolls…"
"What dolls?" Bulma asked, confused.
"He sent a doll to attack me last night!"
"A doll?" Vegeta asked.
"A doll? You mean you were the one who destroyed my precious Likka-chan?!" Bulma screamed at Yamcha. Earlier that day she woke up terrified when she found her favorite doll back as a little girl, or what remained of it, scattered before her.
"It wasn't me. It was Vegeta's doing!"
"Why are you pointing at me, fool?! I don't even know what you're talking about!" Vegeta yelled back.
"You sent that doll to attack me last night, did you? That thing never moved before, not until you came here!" Yamcha said.
"What? It was moving? As in on its own?" Bulma asked, terrified.
"And laughing!" Yamcha said.
"You're crazy!" Bulma screamed.
"That's scary," Krilin commented.
"You don't know just how terrified I was yesterday." Yamcha said.
Vegeta laughed back at him, "Oh how I wish I saw how you looked!"
Bulma laughed with him. "Me too! That would have been funny."
"Aren't you even at least worried that your home was being haunted?" Yamcha asked.
"Fool! Whatever ghosts you talk about, I'm pretty sure they would flee away in terror once they see me!" Vegeta told him.
[762 A.D. November 8, 15:45, Magic Land]
Back on their first date, Bulma was dragged by an arrogant Vegeta towards the amusement park's haunted house along her mother. Truth be told, Bulma and her mother were easily scared by ghosts so they refused to go but Vegeta was so insistent that they go.
Hah! I kill people ruthlessly, destroy entire planets in a blink of an eye, I am the Legendary Destroyer of Worlds, the Super Elite Saiyan Prince…
Scared of Ghosts? Me? Hah! Surely these pathetic beings would be afraid to deal with my wrath! Bwahahahahahahahahaha!
As Bulma and Mrs. Briefs clung behind Vegeta in fear, a croaking Sadako-like puppet suddenly appeared behind them. As the three turned around, the Sadako-like puppet screamed at their faces.
"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
The three of them screamed in fear as they scampered out of the haunted house like scared mice. The Sadako-like puppet chased them. Soon, imitators of Kayako, Toshio, Mimiko, Jason and Freddy chased them along with the Sadako, Annabelle and Chucky puppets.
[763 A.D. January 6, 8:10, Capsule Corporation, Terrace]
"So is that the reason why you were the first to scamper away from the Haunted House back on Magic Land?" Bulma asked Vegeta, laughing.
"S-Sh-Shut up! You ran away too!"
"I did NOT run, you dragged me along with you!"
Krilin and Yamcha were laughing out loud, thinking what Vegeta would have looked like being terrified that much.
Finally losing his patience, the Saiyan Prince yelled at them, "Stop laughing or I'll kill the both you this instant!"
The two suddenly shut up, knowing that provoking the prince's wrath would end up with unnecessary bloodshed.
Vegeta stood up from his seat having enough of their jokes. "I'm training!"
"Okay!"
When Vegeta left, Krilin asked Yamcha, "So, when are you to going to plan to marry, huh?"
"Eh? Marriage?" Bulma blushed.
"I mean, you're in a relationship for almost fifteen years, why don't you get married soon? Yamcha! You should propose to Bulma soon before someone takes her away from you." Krilin said in a hushed tone.
"Krilin, what are you talking about?" Bulma frowned at him.
"Bulma, I know how hard it is for you. That's why you two need to plan your marriage soon before Vegeta notices."
Bulma and Yamcha looked at each other.
"Okay, Krilin. I understand." Yamcha said.
Bulma gulped.
[763 A.D. January 6, 8:17, Capsule Corporation, backyard garden]
Below the terrace, Vegeta was seen hiding below the said terrace, listening to the conversations Bulma, Yamcha and Krilin were having about marriage plans.
His hands trembled into fists as he tried to control his growing rage.
Marriage, you say? Such a thing wouldn't happen between my Bulma and that weakling… She's mine… Just mine… Hehehehe…
Bulma was dreaming once again.
In dream, she was very happy. She was finally getting married. She wore a very beautiful white wedding dress that has a long train. The dress was pure white and fits her body curves perfectly. She looked so beautiful.
As she walked down the aisle alongside her father, she looked towards the altar where her handsome groom would be. Yamcha stood there, wearing a white tuxedo. Goku stood beside him, the best man probably. A priest also waited there. On the sides of the aisle seated on long chairs were her mother, her older sister, and all of her friends. As the wedding march played on the background, Bulma smiled as she reached the altar where her groom waited. As she reached the altar, Yamcha smiled back at her as he took her hand in his. Together, they approached the priest and the wedding ceremony began.
Bulma felt happy. She waited for this to happen for a long time. Finally, she and Yamcha were getting married. She could already imagine how their children would look like. How they are going to live their lives forever.
When the priest finally asked them, "Woman, Bulma Briefs, do you take this man, Prince Vegeta to be your lawfully wedded husband in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?"
Bulma was confused. Eh? Vegeta?
She turned her head to see Vegeta beside her instead of Yamcha, he wore a red tuxedo instead of white – or was it white originally before it was tainted with crimson blood? Bulma's eyes furrowed together in confusion as Vegeta turned to her, an evil grin on his lips, his eyes were as crimson as the blood on his clothes. Vegeta raised his right hand to show her Yamcha's beheaded head. Bulma looked down at his feet, a pool of crimson blood painted the earlier pure white floor. The blood flowed from the aisle, which were entirely white before. Now it was all but red. At the middle of the aisle, a pile of dead bodies, about thousands were arranged one over another, creating a mountain of corpses before her. Among the corpses, she recognized the dead bodies of her father, mother, older sister, Goku, Gohan, Chichi, Tien, Piccolo, Chaozu, Puar, Roshi, Yajirobe and Lunch.
When she realized this, the world shook as it began to be destroyed by the Legendary Destroyer of Worlds.
"Vegeta! Stop this, please!" she turned around to see him glowering back at her with his scary look. Tears were flowing from his eyes.
"You could have saved everyone if you chose me instead of him…" he said. "How could you do this to me, you traitor…" he said, clearly he was hurt. "But no… You chose him over me… and now, this world , you and everyone you love would feel my bloody wrath!"
The world shook even greater and then it was destroyed.
[763 A.D. January 7, Capsule Corporation, 6:15, Bulma's room]
Bulma awoke terrified of her nightmare, jolting out of her bed in shock and screaming. Out of breath and realizing that it was only just a dream, she inhaled and exhaled in order to calm herself. She looked at her trembling hands. That dream was just so vivid, it felt almost like reality. Her fear of Vegeta's wrath won't just leave her alone even on her sleep. What's more was the unavoidable fact that today was the last day of the time Vegeta gave her to break it up with Yamcha with good terms. She has to tell him today or else… Vegeta would go berserk.
When she went down for breakfast, she didn't see Vegeta or Yamcha around. She wondered if Vegeta was training inside his gravity room early. Yamcha could still be sleeping. When the two men didn't came for breakfast and then lunch, she decided to look for them. Yamcha was not in his room and Vegeta wasn't on his gravity room either. That's when Bulma felt fear for Yamcha's life. She went back to her room, took her cell phone and called Yamcha's cell. There was no answer.
[763 A.D. January 7, Capsule Corporation, 12:15, Bulma's room]
"Shit, Yamcha. Pick up your damn phone, dammit!" she growled to herself.
She decided to call Vegeta instead, but stopped when she realized he doesn't even have a cellphone. Bulma cursed to herself. She tried calling Yamcha once again but he really wasn't picking up. She decided to call Goku's house instead.
"Yamcha? Hmmm… I think he's just fine. He's in the city, I can feel him there. What's the matter?" Goku assured her through the other line.
"How about Vegeta?" Bulma asked him.
"Vegeta? I don't sense him. He's probably hiding his ki again as usual. Haha. Really? What's the matter?"
"I'm afraid Vegeta would go after Yamcha since today is the last day of the week he gave me to break it up with Yamcha." Then she remembered her dream last night and tears were about to fall from her eyes. "Son-kun, I dreamt of getting married… to Yamcha but in the end Vegeta came to the picture, killed everyone and destroyed the world. I… I'm scared Son-kun… I don't even know what to do… I'm confused. I love Yamcha so much but… Vegeta wasn't that bad either. In fact, he was a better man than Yamcha in every aspect but his dangerous nature still scares me deep inside me. I… I won't lie to you but I like Vegeta more than Yamcha. If only he wasn't that creepy alien stalker and a murderous beast whenever he gets jealous… If only we have met in a different circumstance… I would have picked him over Yamcha as easily as that. But… I'm scared, Son-kun. I'm scared…" Bulma cried.
"Oh… Bulma, you know how it would all comes to your decision in the end. You will choose which path you would take. I suggest you take what you think is the better one for you, which one you think is the right one for you. When it comes to dangerous situations, always know that we're always here to protect you and everyone. Do not fear something that hasn't happened yet. If you like Vegeta more than Yamcha, then tell Yamcha immediately instead of making him think that you two are still in a relationship. It would be better for him to hear it from you than he realizing it in the end. Do you understand?"
"Funny, Vegeta said the same thing two days ago." Bulma sniffed as she wiped her tears with her hand.
"Haha… Is that so? Then do what you must."
"Alright, Son-kun. Thanks a lot."
"Don't mention it; call me anytime you have problems."
"Okay, Thanks again."
Bulma hanged up and put down her cell phone. She has decided. She has chosen. For the sake of everyone she cared for.
For the Earth's sake…
And for Yamcha's sake…
Once she turned around, she let out a surprised gasp when she saw Vegeta standing behind her with a dark glare in his eyes.
"Vegeta, you jerk! Stop scaring me like that!" she yelled back at him. In her mind, she wondered if he heard her conversation with Goku
Vegeta's eyes changed and turned somewhat sympathetic, "Sorry," he muttered as he looked away, shifting his eyes on her phone. "Who were you talking to earlier?" he asked.
"Oh…" Bulma answered with an unnecessary squeak. She almost slapped herself for it. "It was Son-kun." She replied.
"You were crying, I could smell your tears, your fear. What happened?" he asked.
You. Bulma wanted to answer.
"I just had a nightmare."
"Nightmare again? Tell me about it." Vegeta smiled at her.
"uhh… I don't want to… remember."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Wow, you told Kakarot about it and you won't tell me about it. How amusing, Bulma,"
"What? You're jealous?"
"Shut up! Why would I be jealous of someone who's clearly inferior to me, stupid woman."
"Sheeesh!"
"Speaking of jealousy, you should be the one who would do if you only saw your pathetic ex-boyfriend earlier."
"Yamcha? What about him?"
"I saw him going out early this morning with a blonde earlier in a sports car."
"WHAT?!" Bulma screamed at him. "Vegeta, I swear if you're making this up so I break him up for you I will kill you!"
"What makes you think I would make fantasies of it?!" Vegeta yelled back.
"Because you're selfish! Obsessed! Crazy! Psychotic! Vegeta, you jerk! Can't you even wait until this day ends and you have to ruin this for me and him? I want to end it with him in good terms and yet how could you do this to me?!"
"What?! You think I'm making this up?! Damn it, woman! Believe me that fool's been cheating on you since he was revived, you're just too stupid and blind to see that he's not even right for you!"
"What did you just say, Vegeta?! Did you just called me stupid and blind?!"
"I did! You're stupid, foolish and blind you can't even see straight!"
Bulma just stared at him in shock. Vegeta finally shut his mouth up and realized what he just said.
"Yes, you're right, I'm a fool. I'm stupid and blind for choosing a monster like yourself over him…" Bulma told him coldly before she slowly walked out of the room angrily. Vegeta realizing his mistake, immediately caught her arm.
"Wait! I… I'm sorry… I didn't mean to say that…"
Bulma turned her glare at him, "Let go of my arm, Vegeta. Please, let me go and see Yamcha."
"Please don't go. Don't leave me alone, please…" Vegeta pleaded. Bulma scowled at him as she pried Vegeta's fingers on her arm to free herself from his grip. Unable to take the weight of her glare from her furious blue eyes, Vegeta, whose strength and power was unparalleled across the universe, finds himself powerless.
As soon as she was able to free herself from Vegeta's grasp, she ran out of her house in tears. Vegeta was left on her room in shock, his knees hitting the carpet on her room. With tears flowing in his eyes, he cursed himself for ruining it all.
"Damn it, Vegeta! Nice idea ruining it all for you. Damn, my mouth sure is troublesome…" he cursed through gritted teeth, sending some furious punches in the air in his anger.
Once he thought he was tired of it, he let out a few calming breaths before his mood entirely changed. He lowered his head and stayed silent and unmoving for almost half an hour.
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The dead silence was cut off by a chilling giggle that came from his lips that slowly stretched into a wide, evil smirk.
"Ehehehehehehehehehe… Hehehehehehehehe… Hehehehehehehehehe…" his childish giggle getting louder and louder by each second that passed by until it broke into a boisterous, psychotic laughter as he threw his head back as he laughed like a madman. His eyes were a pair of glowing crimson. "Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaha! It's time! It's time! Time's up for you, you traitors! All of you! Everyone's going to die! I'll kill you all, every single one of you! All of you shall feel my wrath pour upon you as you all die gruesomely by my hands! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
[763 A.D. January 7, 13:00, West City Public Park, East Side]
Vegeta was right after all.
Bulma decided to go to the public park and be left alone. She cursed Vegeta for trying to ruin her day, she cursed herself for even thinking about choosing him over Yamcha, and now she's also was cursing herself for not believing Vegeta earlier. When she arrived on the park, she found Yamcha eating ice cream with a beautiful blonde haired lady, a red sports car not so far away from them. In her rage, she had a cat girl fight with the blonde haired lady in public. It wasn't very much of her to fight with a girl over Yamcha but she just needed to vent out her anger on someone else, on this poor girl. She was angry, more than angry enough she thought if only she were a Super Saiyan like Vegeta was she would have blown up the world. (And then she realized just how much she felt like him and felt regret for even thinking about it later on). Yamcha pried Bulma away from the blonde haired girl who helped him plan out his marriage with Bulma secretly.
"Bulma stop it, just calm down! Hey!" Yamcha said as he was able to take Bulma away from the girl. The poor blonde scurried away in embarrassment and fear.
"Let me go Yamcha, I'll kill that bitch!" Bulma screamed angrily as she tried to squirm her way out of Yamcha's arms. Bulma's long nails scratched through Yamcha's skin and the man finds his raging girlfriend getting out of control.
"Bulma! Calm down! She's not even my – !" Yamcha tried to reason with her but was cut off when Bulma slapped his face hard.
"I've had enough of your lies, Yamcha! I've had ENOUGH!" she screamed at him. "Vegeta was right! I should have broke it up with you the moment you were revived but no, I was too in-love with you to do that! And now I regret to say this in the worst possible case, but we're ALREADY OVER!"
Shocked, Yamcha was unable to say a word to her as those last three words echoed in both his ears and heart mercilessly over and over again. An excruciating pain hit him on his chest. Bulma then ran away from him, away from everybody, and in tears. Yamcha was left at the middle of the crowd who was staring in his direction, completely out of words as he stared at the direction where Bulma ran helplessly. In his hand was the proposal ring he was supposed to give to her tonight.
[763 A.D. January 7, 13:24, West City Public Park, North Side]
Bulma ran as far as her legs could carry her away from Yamcha, wailing a string of curses directed to Yamcha, Vegeta and herself. Her frustration was over the edge and she found herself emotionally in pain and her knees fell into the ground as she wailed even louder.
Not far away from where she stood, behind a post was a watchful Vegeta. He found her weeping on the middle of a public park with no shoulder to cry on. He cannot take to see his love like this so he approached her. Bulma looked up to him as he knelt before her and wrapped his muscular arms around her.
"I'm sorry…" he told her as he rubbed her back with his left hand.
"Are you happy now? Are you happy now that it was over?" she asked him as she continued to weep on his chest, pounding his pectoral with her small fists with desperate and weak punches.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" he told her again and again. Bulma continued to cry and he just comforted her and waited until…
Vegeta saw Yamcha limply walk in their direction. When Bulma heard the warning growl echoing within Vegeta's chest, she looked at him and then to where he was looking at. She found Yamcha's depressed look as he walked lamely towards her and Vegeta. The Saiyan Prince pulled himself off her and quickly dashed towards Yamcha, pulling an army knife from the side of his belt.
"Vegeta!" Bulma screamed at him.
"What?!" Yamcha mouthed when he found the Saiyan dashing angrily towards him and armed with a deadly weapon.
Faster than Yamcha could have anticipated, Vegeta sprinted behind him, grabbed his neck by locking him on a steel grip using his left arm and then pointed the blade sharply on his face.
At that same moment, Vegeta's evil ki exploded, causing the Z-fighters' ki senses to be alerted of the impending danger. Goku, Gohan, Krilin, Tien and Piccolo all blasted off their respective residences to go and see what's happening to Vegeta. When they arrived on the park, they found Vegeta gripping a desperate Yamcha with his left arm and pointing an army knife at him using his right hand. Not far away from them was a scared Bulma. The other humans around them stared in their general direction, police officers were trying to calm the angry Saiyan down and calmly ordering him to let go of Yamcha and put the knife down. Out of his anger, Vegeta released his aura to blow them all away. The Z fighters touched down before the angry prince, trying their best not to be blown away by the pressure wave the prince was causing.
"Vegeta! Stop this! Just what do you think you're doing?!" Goku demanded.
Vegeta snapped his crimson eyes at Kakarot, "This fool's trying to take Bulma away from me! I am going to kill him… AGAIN!"
"You're the one who's been stealing someone's girlfriend in here – !"
"– SHUT UP! YOU!" he shifted his glare at Goku, Krilin, and the others. "YOU! After all I did to help you bring your dead friends back to life; you're going to repay me with betrayal!"
"What are you talking about?"
Vegeta turned his glare at Bulma, "They're shipping on you! You and this fool! In my highest opinion, Bejiburu is a much better pair than Yamuburu!"
"Eeeeh?!"
"But Vegeta, Bulma and Yamcha were in a relationship for more than fifteen years –," Krilin tried to reason out with the prince.
"SHUT UP! I don't care about that – ,"
" – Yamcha is – ,"
" – He is a scum! A fool! A weakling who was easily killed by a mere Saibaiman! He doesn't deserve her!"
"I AM Bulma's boyfriend! You have no right to – AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Yamcha screamed.
"– SHUT UP! She's MINE you hear me? She's MINE and only MINE!" Vegeta yelled at Yamcha as he tightened his grip on the scar-faced Earthling, causing the former bandit to find it hard to breathe. Soon, Yamcha felt the cold blade of the army knife went through somewhere on his right side, a sharp, cold pain went deeper and deeper into his side. He could feel the warm, sticky blood flowing out of the wound.
Hearing Yamcha's tortured screams, Goku yelled, "Vegeta, stop this! Calm down and let's talk this out!"
"Talk? What talk, Kakarot! I told you I would be harmless so long as she's mine but what did you do?! All of you are trying to take my Bulma away from me! Anyone who tries to take her away from me shall feel my wrath! I will brutally kill and destroy anyone who tries!"
With a wrathful battle cry, Vegeta's Super Saiyan aura exploded like a bomb, causing the entire Planet Earth to tremble before the raging power of the legend. The ground beneath his feet cracked as a crater formed underneath it. Powerful shockwaves caused everyone to be pushed away from him.
Dark clouds began to be pulled towards the point of the sky above him by his ki and whirl around dark swirling clouds. Lightning flashed across the dark sky and into the trembling earth as Vegeta's power level rose out of control.
With an animalistic growl, Vegeta uttered "I AM GOING TO KILL YOU ALL!" like a bloodthirsty beast, whose blood shot eyes pierced through everyone present before him.
TO BE CONTINUED
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[Vegeta's perspective]
Haven't I made a promise to you back on Namek that once we have returned to Earth, I'll take you to a stargazing and show you where my home planet is?
I don't care if I become a lonely star, I will simply shine but I'll make sure that I will shine the brightest, just like that star…
Even if I die, I will continue chasing you wherever you go, and I will always be watching you with everything that you do.
I love you so much, my dear little Bulma.
[Next Chapter: The Declaration]