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, I bring to you the thirtieth chapter of Crimson-dipped Obsession and the beginning of the Revelations of the Truth Arc. Finally the truth to Vegeta's true identity and his true intentions will be revealed soon! Please do look forward to it! Please Read and Review!
Chapter 30: The Impostor
[Age 763, October 15, 8:17, Capsule Corporation, Bulma's room]
Bulma's blue eyes fluttered open when she heard a loud groan from beside her. She was not sure why that sound made something in her stomach tensed with pleasure. Her blurry vision scanned her surroundings; she saw Vegeta sleeping beside her, his face was smiling with pleasure as he continued to groan. He was blushing and she could feel his body heat from where she lied. She found his cute and hot that way, and it made the feeling in her stomach much more enjoyable. She felt Vegeta's hand on her right wrist tightened and she noticed her right hand gripping something hard and big… bulging… eh?
She looked down to her hand and noticed that it was inside Vegeta's training shorts, his fingers gripping into his manhood. Vegeta's other hand was on her wrist, locked around it as if to prevent her from pulling her hand away.
"Uuuurrrgghhh… B-Bulmaaaa… Aaah!" he groaned as he opened his mouth and let out a silent cry. That's when Bulma realized what she was doing to him.
She shot up, trying to take her hand away but Vegeta's grip was like steel. She decided to wake him up instead. "Vegeta! Vegeta! Wake up, you jerk!" she yelled at him, kicking at him on some place possible.
"Mmmmmmppphhh…" was the only answer she got.
"Vegeta!"
"Uh- urgh. Huh?" he groaned as his eyes fluttered open. Bulma felt his hand loosen and she immediately snatch it away. "Huh? My Bulma? What?" he asked confused and completely disoriented.
Bulma just stared at him, she didn't know what or how to say. She didn't know how her naughty hand got in his pants in the first place. Vegeta pulled himself up the covers and found his great manhood standing angrily below him, bulging on his shorts. Bulma stared at it wide-eyed. Vegeta blinked at the sight, wondering what was the meaning behind this but when he realized that Bulma was beside him and watching, he immediately snatched the blanket and hid himself underneath it, completely embarrassed by the show. "Don't look!" he cried out.
Bulma felt as if her right hand was so heavy. She could not even move due to shock.
"I… I'm sorry…" she mouthed.
Vegeta shot up from the covers again, and used the blanket as a cloak. He stood up from the bed and quickly disappeared, away from the room, crying out. "I really cannot take it anymore!"
Then she heard the nearest bathroom door slam shut.
During breakfast, Bulma and Vegeta just ate their food in silence. Both of them felt completely awkward at what just happened this morning. Neither talked to each other, too embarrassed to say anything.
After a long moment of silence between them, Bulma finally opened her mouth, blushing in complete embarrassment, "A…Uhm… About this morning… I…"
"It doesn't matter. Let's just pretend it did not happen…" Vegeta cut her off, getting to his feet. "Uh… I'll go training," he said awkwardly.
Bulma watched at him go to his gravity chamber, leaving her alone on the dining room. Being alone in that place made her remember her mother and father, and tears once again fell from her eyes as the memories of her family flashed back on her mind.
"Mama… Papa…" she cried in grief. She folded her arms on table and sobbed alone as she leaned on it.
Vegeta heard her cries outside the house with his sensitive hearing, and looked back at the place he just came from with concern. He turned his head away, guilt and grief gripping at his chest at hearing her cries. He turned around and decided to return to her. He was beside her, looking down at her with concern before he hugged her from behind.
"Are you feeling lonely, my dear?" he asked.
"I just miss my parents, Vegeta…" she sobbed.
"Don't worry, we will leave soon enough to wish them all back to life. Just wait a little longer."
Bulma raised her head to look up at him and he pulled out the chair next to her to sit down next to her and reached out to wipe her tears with his fingers.
"So stop crying, okay?" he told her, touching her face against his hands gently.
Bulma nodded slowly. "Hn…" the prince opened his arms for her to lean on his chest.
For a long moment, they remained that close to each other. Bulma finally calmed down having her prince by her side comforting her and she was glad he was always on her side, ready to protect her anytime. Their sweet moment was interrupted when Vegeta abruptly directed his eyes somewhere else.
"Hn?" he muttered as he turned his head towards his left.
Bulma looked up to him, pulling away from his chest in concern, "What is it?"
"It's Towa," he answered. As soon as she heard his friend's name, she quickly smiled with joy.
"Really? She's here?!" Bulma asked excitedly.
"Yes," Vegeta replied, nodding.
"Then we can go now? To collect the Dragon Balls?"
Vegeta laughed at her, "Hahaha… Don't get too excited, woman. You better wash your face first, you look pathetic. Go and fix yourself. I will go and talk to her now and tell her of our plans."
Bulma got up to her feet, "Okay!" then she sprinted back to her room. Vegeta watched her go before he left the dining room to get out of the house. There he found Towa silently waiting for him outside with a proud smile on her beautiful face. He stared at her coldly before he silently ordered her to follow him elsewhere. They levitated off the ground and Vegeta led the way out of the city, Towa followed him.
"Good job on playing this out, Vegeta," she congratulated him with a smile.
"Heh!" he just snorted back. "It doesn't matter to me anymore. I wouldn't even care about reviving those pathetic Earthlings back to life. It's all a lie to get her to trust me back, and now that she's finally mine, it's time for my second plan. It would make things more interesting."
Towa grinned evilly at his plan, "That would be fun. I wonder how she would react if you tell her the truth."
He smirked at the thought, "I will never allow her to learn the truth soon. It would take time before I tell her that."
"About that Irami Keiji, what do you plan to do with him?"
"Irami? Heh, he's just nothing but a pawn. He's one interesting guy, actually." He said. "I will kill him once I found him. But he doesn't concern me as of now. I have to find a way to be officially wed with Bulma first. What do you suggest?"
"Propose to her the way males do, what else? After all you could give her everything she ever wanted if you wanted to, it's all up to you how."
He chuckled at the thought of him and Bulma getting married before the altar, the honeymoon and their children. The thought of it made him giggle in excitement. "Kyaaaaaah!" he squealed, blushing at the thought.
Towa rolled her eyes. It doesn't fit him. Really.
A few moments later after Vegeta calmed himself down, "Alright, Towa. You know what to do…" he told her.
"Yes, your highness." Towa replied obediently.
"We'll see you later. Bye!" Vegeta waved at her.
"Hn… Be careful."
Vegeta turned around to blast off to return to Capsule Corporation and Towa watched at his blue trail. An evil grin stretched on her face, "This is certainly going to be interesting indeed."
"Are you ready, my dear?" Vegeta asked Bulma as soon as he returned to Capsule Corporation. Bulma was waiting for him outside the gate, dressed in yellow vest over a white tank top, blue slacks and yellow boots.
"I am!" she told him with a smile.
"That was good." Vegeta told her. He was wearing a plain blue fitting tee, khakis and blue sneakers. He reached out to take her hand and she held his, twining her fingers against his before they start to walk out of the house. But before they could take their leave outside, they found Irami coming towards them riding a motorbike and calling out their names. He skidded to a stop before the couple, encapsulated the motorbike back to its capsule and took off his red helmet.
"Phew! I'm glad I was able to catch up with the two of you!" Irami exclaimed.
Bulma was glad to see him but Vegeta scowled at the sight of him. "What is Irami doing in here?" he thought. Deep inside himself, he felt something strange... an odd premonition. Something that would get in the way of his plans.
"Irami-kun! It's been a long time! Where have you been?" Bulma asked with a smile on her lips, happy to see him.
"I just came from the forensics lab to pick this up." Irami replied, picking up something from the pocket of his purple jacket. He pulled out a white envelope and handed it to Bulma.
"Forensics lab?" Vegeta repeated with a hint of concern on his tone.
"Yeah, here." He handed the envelope to Bulma, "Take a look at this." Irami told her.
"What is this?" Bulma asked as she took the envelope, ripped its side and pulled out the paper from within it. She opened the paper from being folded and then she looked at what was printed on it. It was a DNA Test.
"According to that letter from the forensics lab, the DNA from the bones we found on Pepper Island has exactly the same DNA as Vegeta-san's. Which means that the owner of those bones could also be Vegeta-san, if that was the case… then who is that Vegeta-san beside you?"
Bulma stared at the paper in her hands in confusion. The paper was filled with explanations and comparisons of the DNA between the bones on Pepper Island and Vegeta's saliva swabbed from a spoon he probably used. In the end of the paper was a word in big letters, POSITIVE and below it was a comment. The genes of both specimens are of exactly the SAME person. How could this be?
Beside her, Vegeta was also reading the paper in her hand, tensed and confused. "How could this be? I… I didn't expect for someone to be this… this interested and persistent with it…" then he turned his angry eyes at Irami who was smirking at him. "Just who the fuck is this boy?" he wondered. "Damn him, I will make sure to wipe that annoying smirk right off his face!" He gritted his teeth angrily, his fists clenching on his sides.
"I have tried to think of many possibilities about who is this Vegeta. If we consider that the owner of the bones on Pepper Island is the real Vegeta. Then I suppose that the Vegeta before us is an impostor, or he could be somewhere from the future and –, "but before he could finish off his sentence, Vegeta charged at him in pure rage.
"Enough of your blabbering!" he roared in anger as he instantly transformed into his Super Saiyan form, dashed towards Irami with superhuman speed and punched Irami straight to the face, sending the future investigator crashing into the ground on his back. Vegeta turned to Bulma and cried out, "Bulma! Snap out of it! Do NOT believe whatever this fool was saying! It's not true! Look at me! Trust me, please! It's not true! I am Vegeta! The true and only prince of all Saiyans! There's no other Saiyan Prince, Vegeta in the universe but me and only me! You have to believe me! Please!"
Bulma stared at him in confusion. The future? It's possible that it could be true because of Trunks' appearance. If Vegeta was indeed from the future then that would explain why he's so confident to knowing everything about her. That would also explain why he believes so much that he's going to be his future husband, or where she lives, or about having children with her. That could also be the reason for his unbelievable strength, and the things he was using that was highly advanced as well. For the dino-capsules he has used, and the armor he was wore when he fought with the Androids could really be her creation from the future.
But if it is true that this Vegeta was from the future and he killed the Vegeta in this timeline… then… then how come he still exists in here? If that was the case then he should have disappeared out of thin air the very moment the Vegeta from this timeline dies. So no… Irami's claim could not be possibly true.
"Bulma-san, you have to stay away from him! He's a fake! An impostor!" Irami shouted. "We do not know what his true intentions are so stay away from him!"
Bulma turned to Irami, her glare at him was strong and confident. "Irami-kun, I'm sorry. But I believe in Vegeta. Whoever or whatever he is, I still love him no matter what."
The Saiyan prince smiled at her in relief, before he turned around to face Irami, "Hear that, punk? She believes in me. Now, I'll give you one last chance to leave now or - "
"But Bulma-san!"
"Irami Keiji! You're getting in my nerves now!" Vegeta growled in warning.
"Why won't you stop pretending and tell her the truth?" Irami demanded.
"Truth? What truth are you speaking of?!"
"The truth of what you really are!"
Vegeta rolled her eyes before he threw his head back and laughed at him madly. "Bwahahahahahahahahaha! How foolish of you, boy! Your theories are of a child's imagination!"
Irami shouted back, "What imagination? I have a proof in here!"
The Saiyan prince snarled back. "You really do want to provoke me do you? FINE!" Vegeta screamed at him as he charged at Irami one more time, pushing him into the nearest building, which toppled on their impact. It was good that the city was already empty with civilians since the Androids have killed most of the humanity on Earth. He turned to Bulma as he locked Irami's neck on a steel grip of his hand and told her, "Bulma! You go first, I will follow soon. Towa's waiting on the top of the Paozu Mountains! Go to her now!"
Bulma nodded, "O… Okay." She said as she turned around to leave.
"Bulma-san!" Irami cried out. "Please! Please don't believe him, Bulma-san! He's lying to you! All this time!"
Bulma didn't listen to any of Irami's pleas, she angrily turned around to glare at him angrily, "Shut up, Irami-kun! If you continue to provoke him you are just going to die!" she told him before she dashed away from him.
Irami watched her leave and run. No! If she goes to that… that person Vegeta was talking about she will be in great danger! He has to stop Vegeta from his plans now or… or he will fail on his mission. The Saiyan Prince was over him, dominating him with his Super Saiyan strength. No! He will not lose! He cannot fail! Desperately, he let out a scream that echoed across the entire city, causing Vegeta to stagger back due to the energy that was being released from him. Soon, golden aura burst out of his body as his red hair turned gold and his blue eyes turned jade green.
'W-What?!" Vegeta shouted in disbelief. Irami just transformed to a Super Saiyan just like he could. How is this possible?
The aura around Irami completely incinerated the rubble around him, and he picked himself up to glare at Vegeta with his serious jade green irises. The prince was staring at him in alarm and incredulity.
"This stops now, impostor!" Irami exclaimed as he disappeared and appeared before Vegeta with a speed that even the Saiyan Prince was surprised about. Irami pushed Vegeta into a nearby building and into the next and the next until they have reached the sea and the island not so far away from the West City and slammed him into the nearest boulder hardly. The boulder was suddenly turned to rubble and fell upon them but with a loud roar from Vegeta, along with the burst of his Super Saiyan aura, caused the rubble to fly in all directions.
"Bastard! Do you honestly think I'm from the future? Hahahaha! What made you think this stupid theory was true at all?" he asked as he sent a kick towards Irami's gut, causing the detective to be thrown off the prince.
That moment, Vegeta raised his finger into the sky. The tip of his finger glowed with energy but when Irami kicked off from the rubble he was sent in, Vegeta was surprised that he was still in there.
"Impossible!" he cried out, he just attempted to erase Irami's existence out of this word just like he did to Popo long ago but to his surprise, the annoying brat was still standing before him. The red headed Saiyan pulled a fist to punch him directly on the face, sending him spinning into the air away.
"W-What are you?!" Vegeta demanded him.
"I am also from the future just like you!" Irami exclaimed as he charged at the prince. Vegeta braced himself on the upcoming attack. Soon, the two of them exchanged blow per blow, causing several shockwaves across the land and sky.
A few miles away, Bulma felt the shockwaves from where she was and she looked up into the sky. Though she was not able to see anything, she knows that Vegeta and Irami were having a fierce battle as of now. She was awed by Irami surviving this long against the Saiyan Prince's might.
Back to the battlefield, Vegeta was amazed by Irami being this tough. Of course, he already knew the boy was strong after he saw him survive the one-thousand times normal gravity he had inflicted back on Paradiser's Island, so he was not that shocked if he can also transform into a Super Saiyan.
But from the future? Is it really true? Then that explained his weird coloring. He could only be part Saiyan and was bred from a Saiyan and an Earthling, probably a descendant of Kakarot or himself if ever he and Bulma really did get together in the future.
But he doesn't care about any of that. Irami tried to take away his Bulma and he will pay.
Realizing that he couldn't keep up with Irami's relentless attacks, Vegeta took his dino-capsules and released his weaponry, but not even his wide knowledge of weaponry use was futile against the future warrior, much to his astonishment.
With a powerful punch to the stomach, Irami was able to make Vegeta fall to his knees, vomiting blood. Vegeta's Super Saiyan powers faded and he returned to his base form. Irami's own Super Saiyan aura sparked with blue lightning, and he was clearly more powerful than the prince himself. A badly beaten up Vegeta finally realized this and knows he's already defeated for the first time since he arrived in this world. That he cannot take so lightly.
"I will give you another chance, Vegeta-san. Return to where you came from and stop this meaningless bloodshed." Irami said. Vegeta looked up to Irami's cold jade green eyes. Somehow, he was reminded of Kakarot's words when he threw a paralyzed Nappa back at him about a year ago.
Vegeta will never accept defeat in his life, especially when he believed that he was the most powerful in this universe. He desperately charged at Irami with his remaining strength, pulling out an army knife from his pocket and charged his deadly ki on the blade but the future warrior simply grabbed his wrist to prevent him from stabbing his heart.
"You're clearly defeated, Vegeta-san. Why won't you just give up? If you won't return to where you came from then I have to surrender you to the Time Patrol. You just committed a serious crime against the rules of Time and Space, and you have to be stopped for your plans." Irami informed him.
"Time Patrol? What's that? Some police people in charge of the time and space continuum? Hmph! I could care less about them!" Vegeta claimed. He let out one evil grin with his bloody teeth, a wide psychotic look on his red eyes. "Try me, Irami Keiji! I'm telling you right now, I could fucking destroy all of you in an instant!" he exclaimed, a sadistic excitement rang through his voice. He struggled against Irami's might, but he cannot push his hand further even with his superior strength.
"Then why won't you release your true power and do as you say?" Irami asked, scowling deeply.
"Heh! I don't need to do that. If I release my true power, this entire universe will be destroyed! And I wouldn't want my Bulma to get in the crossfire."
"You're just nothing but a psychotic, bloodthirsty monster," Irami told him coldly. "You are the reason why everyone got killed by the Androids!" he yelled.
Vegeta laughed at him, "What? Me? How dare you point at me when you did nothing to save them?! If you're hiding that kind of power then why didn't you release it to save Kakarot and the others, huh?"
Irami just stared at him. He didn't do anything, fearing that he would cause another mistake that would destroy this timeline.
Vegeta's sinister grin widened at him, "Why? Are you afraid of causing a paradox? If you consider me coming to this world and killing my past self as a paradox then you would have known that it doesn't matter what you do now!"
The flaming haired Saiyan glared at the future warrior, before he turned the blade around towards himself and abruptly stab his own abdomen with the army knife. Saiyan blood splattered into Irami's face as he watched at Vegeta laugh out madly towards him.
Irami shouted at him, "What are you doing, Vegeta-san? Are you trying to kill yourself now?"
"Bwahahahahahaha! Foolish boy, yes you clearly have defeated me. Yes, you were much, much more powerful than I am. But I refuse to accept defeat this way! Why won't you finish me off now and get over this business of yours? Go to Bulma and try to persuade her with your fantasies! Do you even believe that I really am from the future and that I killed the Vegeta from this timeline to replace him? Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Maybe you would want to ask this obvious question, if I killed my past self then who am I? According to the rules of the grandfather paradox, if I am from the future, went back in time and killed my past self, then I should have disappeared out of thin air the very moment my past self dies! Are you an idiot?!" he told Irami, who was clearly intrigued with the question Vegeta had for him. "Now, let me tell you something. Bulma is going to where Towa is and she will be taken to collect the Dragon Balls to revive everyone killed by the Androids. Piccolo is dead. Planet Namek has been destroyed. We have no other choice but to find the other set of Dragon Balls."
Another set of Dragon Balls? That cannot be true, Irami thought with uncertainty. There are no other sets of Dragon Balls he know but of Earth and Planet Namek. What set of Dragon Balls was he talking about? "Another set of Dragon Balls? What set are you talking about?" Irami asked him.
Vegeta just grinned evilly at her, "If you want to save her then go and tell her what you think. Go and leave me in here to die, but tell me… How do you think would Bulma react to my death if she learns that I was killed by you? Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
This could be a trap. He must have been planning something about Bulma. He needed to save her or she might die. But Vegeta… no, on this state he's currently in, he won't be able to move that much. That's when he decided to blast off into the sky to go to where Bulma is, leaving Vegeta bleeding to death in there.
Irami picked up his phone to call Bulma's cellphone but the line was currently busy. No, she shouldn't be at the phone at a time like this unless of course… Vegeta called her as soon as he took off.
Back to where Vegeta was left bleeding, the Saiyan Prince was laughing boisterously at the situation at hand. He put his blue flip-top phone down beside him and continued laughing maniacally. He slowly picked himself up from the pool of his own Saiyan blood, grunting and gritting his teeth due to his pain. He then abruptly pulled the knife stabbed on the right part of his abdomen. His crimson Saiyan blood immediately sprayed out of the wound and soaked his clothes down to his pants.
"Uuurrgghhh…" he grunted as he watched the blood ooze out of the wound. "Damn it all. I never expected for Irami to cause this kind of damage to me, but this… Urgh! I purposely tried to avoid stabbing my own vitals but the bleeding was too much. At this rate, if I cannot stop the bleeding then I might die from hypovolemia. That leaves me no other choice. I have to release my true powers now before I die.
"Heh! The universe shall tremble in fear of my true power!"
A wide, sinister grin stretched across his bloody lips.
Author's Notes: For those readers who are expecting for K/18 romance in here, sorry but why do you think there is such a thing in here? This is a Bejiburu fanfic in the first place. And for those aching for a lemonade... you'll have it soon but I'm not really sure if I must put it in here or not... Also, there will be no chapter preview for the next chapter.