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 and Happy Vegeta Day! (December 19 here, it's his 26th birthday). Here's the twenty-fourth chapter of Crimson-dipped Obsession. Please read and review.

Chapter 24: Hurt

[Age 763, September 4, 21:15]

Bulma looked at her newest invention with relief. This new invention would make her feel safe from Vegeta once he would try to do something unforgivable once again.

It has been over two weeks since the incident on Paradiser's island. Goku, Gohan, Yamcha, Irami and Krilin were confined on Sun Wukong hospital after that. The rest of the Z fighters became aware of Vegeta's sudden betrayal and began to treat him as an enemy. Even Goku, who used to put a lot of faith with the Saiyan Prince who became a close friend of his, didn't know if they could ever trust him again. They tried to convince themselves that Vegeta used to be a good person but then it wasn't enough excuse to make them think that he just acted that way since he admitted that he was doing it for his own 'evil' purposes. No matter what was wrong with his mental states as Irami would always claim, they would only see Vegeta as nothing but a dangerous, evil monster who, in no time would try to kill everyone and destroy the Earth.

[Age 763, August 29, Sun Wukong Hospital, Goku and co. room]

The Z fighters (except for Vegeta) had gathered inside the room where Goku, Gohan and Yamcha were confined. After Bulma was able to take off the strange hexagon shaped device stuck on Yamcha's chest, she looked over at it.

"Ah! I can feel my ki again!" Yamcha exclaimed in relief as he felt his energy come back to him again.

Bulma looked at the strange device in her hand, "What a strange device. So this was made to seal someone's ki and render it useless."

"Huh? What do you mean by strange? You mean to tell me you haven't seen that device yet?" Yamcha asked.

"No, this is the first time." Bulma replied, "Why?"

"Vegeta said you invented that device."

"Huh? But I did not invent this thing."

Bulma was confused. Of course, she would have known it if she was the one who invented it. Maybe Vegeta just used her name to say that she invented it when he invented it himself. Wait? Was Vegeta able to invent machines as well?

When she found the faded logo of Capsule Corporation on the device, she was easily confused. And then she suddenly remembered the dino-capsules Vegeta used. How come he had lots of it when she only lent him one back when they were going to Planet Namek? Did he steal them from her house when he first came here? If so, then how come he sure knows how to use them? Even the labels on the capsule would have confused him if he was a first user of the dino-capsules. But no, he didn't.

How and where did he get those capsules?

"So... uh... guys... What are we going to do if Vegeta suddenly goes berserk? Are we even ready to fight him?" Krilin asked.

Strangely after the incident, Vegeta never went after them to kill anyone or destroy the Earth. Irami wondered what the Saiyan Prince must be thinking and doing as of now and decided that he would check on Vegeta's whereabouts. Irami couldn't find Vegeta anywhere though. No one was also able to sense his ki either. They concluded he was probably hiding himself again... or according to Bulma, he could be somewhere near them, too. But he wouldn't even dare to let them see him. Knowing Vegeta's obsession for Bulma, he wouldn't let Bulma go unchecked.

Looking down at the device on her hand, Bulma had an idea. "Don't worry guys. I have a plan on how we are going to defeat Vegeta." She smirked as she raised the device on her hand.

"Uh... Bulma, I don't think it's a good idea." Goku said, swallowing in fear.

Bulma had an evil glint in her cerulean orbs, "Why? Vegeta likes playing dirty tactics. I say we give him a taste of his own medicine!"

So she decided to develop a device that at least could hold off Vegeta if he dared to go near her again.

And this was the device she just finished on working.

Anyways, these past days they have practically planned out everything they needed to do in case Vegeta attacks them, which may happen anytime. So after they were discharged, Goku, Gohan and Krilin resumed to their training in preparation for the Androids and for Vegeta as well. Goku still couldn't understand why Vegeta has to betray them like this. He was okay as a good guy. Goku couldn't help but feel regrets, not just because he trusted Vegeta's words but because he knew that the prince could be a better person.

So they prepared for Vegeta's wrathful vengeance which may happen anytime soon.

Bulma looked down on her table, seeing a bunch of papers with sketches of clothing. As a child, aside from tinkering machines she loved designing clothes for a hobby. She drew a lot of them lately, thinking of creating them for her boyfriend. She took one of her designs and looked at it. It was a sketch for a reformed armor for Vegeta.

"Vegeta... Why?" she asked herself in sadness. "Why do you have to go through this just to have me?"

Inside her, she knew that she still cared for him even after what he has done to her. For the past eight months of their relationship being together she was happy being with him. She liked her relationship with the prince better than her previous one with Yamcha even though she sometimes felt as if she was only forced to be his girlfriend out of fear of him destroying the world.

After what he did to them on Paradiser's island, she didn't know if she could ever forgive him for what he has done.

She crumpled the paper in anger and threw it on the garbage bin.

[Age 763, August 29, 23:34, Paradiser's Island]

Vegeta looked up into the starry night sky above him; his eyes were glassy and distant, completely lifeless. He was forlorn and sorrowful after Bulma gave him that one last look as she condemned him to go to hell. The very person he was living for was gone in his grasp once again because of his own stupidity. He couldn't help it but be angry at himself. He thought that by binding her with him and killing off those who would dare take her away from him would be able to preserve his relationship with her but it all failed. Instead of preserving their relationship, it turned out for the worse. It ended up for the worse.

He moaned in despair, weep for days, regretting all that he did. Once he even tried to go check on her but he felt scared whenever the last look she gave him before leaving him alone on this island would flash back on his memories and it would force him to back away like some coward. It hurts him so much. It's basically the same look he dreaded for her to give him. A look of pure, disgusted hatred. How would he ever take that away? He cannot think of possible ways to make it up to her. Perhaps she won't trust him the same way as before. Perhaps she hated him to the core right now, cursing him to the depths of hell. Well, he cannot blame her after all what he has done to her and her friends... after he has broken his promise to her.

"All that I did for her, for us to be together, it all ended up to this again. How am I supposed to change her opinion of me? Back then, she hated me for being too proud, careless, cold and insensitive. And now she hated me for being too loving, possessive and overprotective. These females are really such an enigma. What am I supposed to do with her?" he questioned particularly no one but himself. He stared at Fomalhaut for a long moment."I guess I was really meant to be a lonely star. Was I really too hard to be loved?"

He stared at the star with a distant mind, his thoughts going over his memories with Bulma in that island, before he kidnapped her. It was a perfect moment then, and he destroyed it.

His insecurities should be blamed for this. He admitted he was being too insecure with anybody else. He couldn't understand why there were others who were easily loved and accepted for who and what they were. Why not him? He only wanted happiness and to be loved by the way he was. He doesn't want someone who only sees the good in him. What he wanted was someone to know the darker side of him and still loves him.

And he thought that Bulma saw through all that but he was wrong. Completely wrong.

"Why?" he questioned himself. "What's with the others that weren't in me? I am a good looking and powerful prince who could have everything I want, even this entire universe... but why not my Bulma...why can't I have everything I wanted? Why?"

Unshed tears fell from his eyes. His heart and pride were hurting him so much.

"Why can't I even make her love me? I should be able to make her do so but I can't! If I cannot make her love me, then I-."

"Then are you going to destroy this universe as well?"

Vegeta shot up to see Towa standing before him.

"Towa!" he shouted.

"By the look on your face. It seemed that you failed again this time. So are you going to destroy them all?"

Vegeta turned his head down as his eyes looked away from her, "I... I don't know..." he mumbled.

"You know it's not too late to change things, Vegeta. I thought you said you don't care about anything else so long as she's with you in here? Why aren't you doing anything to make up for her. Don't tell me you're scared?"

"I'm not!" Vegeta snapped back at her.

"After what you did, Son Goku and his friends think of you as their enemy now. Even your dear little Bulma thinks you would harm her again."

"I wouldn't-"

"What did you think was that ploy of yours two weeks ago? You restrained her and locked her up in a prison just so she wouldn't go anywhere away from you."

"...I did it because I love her so much. I did it to preserve our relationship..."

"But see how it turned out."

Vegeta didn't answer.

"You should make it up to her. And make them trust you again." Towa suggested.

The Saiyan Prince rolled his eyes off her and then mumbled bitterly, "Them. I could care less about them."

"And make her trust you again. Gosh Vegeta, why are you so difficult!" Towa moaned.

Vegeta didn't answer.

"You know what to do, Vegeta. If you really want to change things, it's really all up to you. Everything in this universe belongs to you, even its entire fate."

Vegeta raised his head to look at her smiling at him before he turned his head back to look up into the stars. "So it all ended up this way after all."

[Age 763, September 4, 21:20, Capsule Corporation, Bulma's Laboratory]

Bulma felt something bad as if she could feel Vegeta close by. She swallowed, calling out all her courage, feeling her heart pound in her chest out of fear. She could feel chills on her spine but tried to ignore it as she summoned her courage. Bulma Briefs was not a damn coward. She will not be scared of a psychopath lover! She immediately took her newly invented device with her and cautiously walked her way out of her laboratory. 'The moment Vegeta show his face to me will be the moment of his end!' She thought. She slowly walked up the stairs that would lead her to the first floor, walked in the hallways and into the kitchen and slowly peeked into it. She found her mother preparing dinner. She let out a sigh of relief.

"Ara Bulma-chan!" Mrs. Briefs greeted. Seeing her mother, she relaxed.

"Hi mama," Bulma greeted her mother. Oh man, seriously, all this business about Vegeta is making her completely paranoid. She thinks he could be watching at her every move.

"Dinner's going to be ready soon, dear." Her mother announced. All this time, Bulma wondered why her ditsy mother never asked about Vegeta when she doesn't see him around. She actually never told her parents about what happened in that island. She thought it would be safer to just let her parents be unaware of Vegeta's scary, murderous nature. It would only cause them to be totally worried about it.

"Mama, aren't you going to ask about Vegeta?"

"Oh, not really… Because seeing as the two of you not together lately made me think that you two are in a fight. It's not my place to interfere with your relationships, dear daughter, but unless of course if you wish for me to hear it when you're ready. I will always be in here."

Bulma smiled. At least her mother wasn't the type of parent to butt in their child's every business. Her father was always a busy man after all. As of now, Doctor Briefs was in an international meeting with other company presidents across the world so he wasn't home.

"Thanks a lot, mama..." Bulma said. She turned her head to the counter and noticed a few bento boxes on the table. "Mama, what are those?" She asked.

"Huh? Oh, Vegeta-chan came and immediately left as soon as he gave me those."

"Vegeta!" Bulma suddenly froze in terror. Her mother didn't notice her reaction though since she was busy cooking.

"Vegeta-chan asked me to give those in the living room as well. He also asked me to make sure you eat healthy."

Bulma suddenly felt a cold, maleficent presence behind her. She could feel him staring at her from behind. She reluctantly turned around in terror, not seeing him there. He probably used his super speed to avoid her seeing him. Bulma froze there, not really sure if she was right about that after all or if it was only her hallucinations being paranoid about him. She quickly snapped out of it and quickly ran out of the house, calling Goku through her mobile phone.

As soon as Goku picked up the telephone, she blurted out, "Son-kun! Vegeta's here! He... He just came to my house!"

"What?!" Goku said on the other line. "But I still cannot sense him. He's probably suppressing his ki. Where is Irami?"

Bulma looked around, turning her head left and right then turning around to check if Vegeta was around in the corner. She's felt something scary that he might be watching her every move.

"I... I don't know... H-he went out this morning. He said he was going to the forensics lab. Son-kun... I'm scared." She cried out. Traumatic memories of her being restrained and locked up in that dark Capsule House were coming back to her. "Please... please... come over..."

"Alright... Alright... I'm coming to check on you. Wait for me."

"Okay... please be careful."

Bulma hanged up after that. She took her new invention and gripped her hand at it. She swallowed as she turned around, looking for any signs of the flame haired dark prince.

"Vegeta... Wherever you are... Come out in there!" she screamed. "If you aren't such a damn coward then try this one!" She raised her invention to the air. "Try it and then I will kill you!"

There was no answer. She let out an exasperated sigh as she rolled her eyes, feeling ridiculous and crazy. With that she decided to go back inside the house to see what has Vegeta left in the living room.

At the top of a tea table was a gift complete with wraps and ribbons. On top of it was a letter. She frowned at the present, reluctantly took the letter and read what was in that white paper.

It said, "To my dear little Bulma,

I am terribly sorry for what I have done. You sorely misunderstood my intentions of you. I admit I cannot face you as of now, fearing that you might reject me once again or refuse to talk to me so I decided to take it through this present.

Inside this box is my heart, it always belonged to you and no one else. Will you ever be able to forgive me again? Just this one last time? Or will you take my heart and throw it away just like that?

For the meantime, please take care of my heart. If you don't want it then you are free to throw it all away. But if you do so, then you would have thrown what was left of me... of my sanity and my humanity, if you could call it that.

The fate of this world and the rest of humanity entirely depends on your decision.

With all my love,

Prince Vegeta."

Bulma paled at the letter. Did he just threaten to destroy the world if she doesn't accept whatever was inside that gift? She looked at the gift in horror. W-what could be inside that? Scared as she was, she tried to ignore her cowardly feelings and began to pull off the ribbons and rip of the blue wrapper. She swallowed a lump on her throat before she pulled up to top cover of the ice box.

What she saw made her scream and puke and throw the thing away from her.

It was indeed a real heart, frozen and kept with tube ice inside that small ice box.

What the fuck is that?! A heart? A real heart! Oh my Kami, it's really a heart of a person?

She remembered what was written in the letter, "Inside this box is my heart". Is this thing really Vegeta's heart? T-That's ridiculous!

Son-kun! What's taking him so long? Could it be that Vegeta got into him again? Bulma picked up her phone as she went to see her mom but her mom was not in the kitchen.

Goku was not answering too.

[Age 763, September 4, 21:34, Streets of West City]

Vegeta walked around the streets of West City Capital with a depressed look on his face. His eyes were still distant and glassy. Earlier, he went to Bulma's house to give her a present and a packed bento for dinner. He immediately left after that and tried to avoid being caught by her when he sensed her coming.

He admitted his present could be a little disgusting to her, but he has to test her out. If she's worried about him then she would think it's his heart inside that ice box. Well, it was his indeed… but not exactly his. For him, it was the only way to tell her that he's giving all his heart for her, even his life and death just to be with her.

But she might misunderstand once again.

Ah, how he wished something exciting happens anytime soon. Ah! The Androids. May they come sooner than what they expected so he can show her how he will protect her and make her trust him again just like what happened on Planet Namek.

As he walked across a road that leads out of the city, a red sports car passed by him. It was coming towards the direction where he just came from and it was coming at three hundred fifty kilometers per hour.

But at the moment it passed by the Prince of Saiyans, it felt so very slow to him. His sharp eyes caught the looks of the three passengers inside that vehicle.

The driver was a teenage boy with dark shoulder length hair, wearing an orange bandana around his neck, a black top over a white long sleeved shirt, blue, faded jeans and green sneakers. Sitting beside him was a beautiful teenaged lady with the same style of hair as him, only blonde in color. She wore a denim blue jacket over a striped long sleeved shirt, a skirt made of jeans over her black leggings and brown boots. At the back seat of the car sat a bulky orange headed man wearing a green vest over black jumpsuit.

And the three of them turned their cold pale blue eyes on Vegeta's glassy obsidian orbs.

TO BE CONTINUED