A/N: hey everyone! hope u are enjoying the story as i am writing it! thank u to all the reviewers out there!NairobiDawn,denythefreshmaker,Cappuccino Penguin,bookofcookies89 and koolkat01 (both bookofcookies89 and koolkat01 have amazing stories that arent getting the credit they deserve so if u guys got time i truely recommend them) ;D another story i am hooked on to is 'Vegeta's Pride' by Aannaa, def recommend it! hope u liked the last chap, i do think it is a vital part of Vegeta's being that Goku turns Super before he does, in any fic, it just makes he who he is so thats why incorportated it into the story. would go on but would rather not bore u, feel free to send me a message if u got questions about the story, please R&R! -xxx-
Disclaimer - nah i dont own DBZ, if i did i would make sure there was a movie or saga on how B and V got together, but there isnt cuz i dont own DBZ, so please dont sue!
Bulma's eyes abruptly opened as she heard the door to hers and Chi Chi's room open. Having her back towards the door, Chi Chi couldn't see the brilliant blue luminous eyes of Bulma's glow in the dark. Bulma could hear her best friend rummage around in the dark, stripping her clothes and putting on her PJs; sighing Chi flopped down onto her bed, and Bulma could soon hear the soft rhythmic sound of her breath indicating that she was asleep. Trying to lull herself to sleep with the pattern of breaths, Bulma closed her eyes tight. Yet she could help but count the quiet equal breaths that filled the air. Knowing that she would now never get any sleep in her current room, Bulma wrapped herself protectively in her bed sheets and quietly slipped out the door into the main room. Bulma lay awkwardly on the old couch, staring up at the ceiling with a frown. She was now fully awake and tried as she might, could not get back to sleep. Lying in darkness Bulma's hearing heightened alarmingly, making her gasp and sit up swiftly when she heard a loud 'BANG' coming from within the room in front of her; Vegeta's room.
All at once, curiosity took the better of her, and Bulma silently made her way to the metal door, and propped one of her ears against the smooth cold metal. She could hear draws opening and closing roughly, and an occasional curse here and there.
'Hmm, what is he up to now? It's the middle of the night for Kami sake!' Bulma pushed her ear firmer on the door and propped her hand against if for support. Suddenly the room became silent.
'What the? Where did he go-' all at once the metallic door whooshed open and surprised Bulma found a white gloved hand over her mouth to break her fall and to muffle her scream. Bulma adjusted her eyes upwards to see a pissed off, but questioning Saiyan no Ouji looking down at her.
"Woman, don't you know it's rude to spy on people" Bulma shivered as the Prince huskily whispered in her ear. Suddenly the proximity of Vegeta made Bulma's blood rise and she could feel her ears and cheeks flush with redness.
"I…I WASN'T SPYING" she yelled through the glove that stilled covered her mouth.
"SHHHH…Baka Onna, we don't want to fucking wake everyone up," Vegeta pulled Bulma into his room skillfully, letting his door swiftly but silently shut behind them.
"Ouch, Vegeta that hurt" Vegeta removed his hand from the genius's face and smirking, wiped his hand on her sheet.
"Kami woman, say it, don't spray it", Bulma sneered at the Prince's arrogance; she did not spit! Looking around she noticed the drawers opened and the bed untouched. On the floor at the foot of the bed was a small sack. Fear rose in Bulma's heart. She hoped for once in her life she was wrong about her assumptions.
"…Vegeta, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like Onna, and here you are alive because of your intelligence." Vegeta walked over and started to shut his drawers.
"Vegeta, don't play games, why are you packing?" Slowly meeting her gaze, Vegeta could see the fieriness contained in the Sapphire pools, and knew he wouldn't be let off easy. Sighing he started to explain in a bored manner, while retreating into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
"The reason I am packing, nagger, is because Frieza assigned me a mission today in the training room, while Kakkarot was getting the shit beaten out of him, which I will be departing for shortly." Bulma's eyes widened in horror after Vegeta, as he disappeared into the bathroom. 'He's leaving!' She heard a spit and rinse and took her chance to speak while he couldn't talk.
"When's shortly?" she demanded, more than asked. Vegeta scowled at her tone as he emerged from the bathroom and aggressively threw his toothbrush into his sack.
"Now" he said and began to push past her. However, on impulse Bulma rapidly reached out and grabbed the Prince's arm.
"What NOW! WHY NOW? When will you get back?" her voice was filled with, anger, shock, but one that Vegeta could not fathom, and that was fear.
"It depends on where my mission is, sometimes it can take a few weeks, up to a month, sometimes many months." He said, absent of emotion. Bulma's grip tightened at the last comment and she furiously shook her head.
"YOU CAN'T LEAVE VEGETA!"
Bulma was now hysterical, and it took Vegeta by immense surprise. The woman was a mess, she was violently shaking, her hair blue tresses where untamed and flowing in all sorts of directions, and her eyes where full of hot tears, pouring out of her soul. Vegeta's throat tightened and he could feel his stomach do a back flip. Bulma frantically searched his eyes; he couldn't just leave, not now, not ever!
"Vegeta, what am I going to do when you leave? Who will protect me? I thought I was your job? You just can't run away from me like this, I can't take it! What if something terrible happens, I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't…" By now Bulma was sobbing helplessly into the Saiyan's armor, and holding on for dear life. Shocked by her display of weakness, Vegeta was about to throw her off him in an outburst, however instead of grasping onto her arms savagely, he gingerly stroked her back soothingly.
"I'm not running away," Tilting her head slowly and locked their eyes.
"Besides, you have the others here," he reassured firm but gently,
"Nothing horrible will happen," tenderly wiping away a fallen tear with his thumb.
"Be strong" Bulma choked pathetically on a sob, making Vegeta want to protect her with his life. She embraced him once more, and he complied.
'Shit Vegeta, this is getting in way to deep, you have to focus on this mission, this mission you must become Super Saiyan! Fool, can't you see she is wearing you down, she nothing but a distraction!' with the last thought Vegeta threw the vulnerable Earthling to the floor none too gently and hurriedly made his way to the exit.
"Let go of me" Vegeta hissed picking up his sack but turned around to get one last look at her. Bulma sat quite and helpless on the floor, looking up with the most sorrowful eyes, Vegeta's heart ached with pain 'What are you doing to me Bulma?' and with that the arrogant Saiyan no Ouji left without a sound.
Bulma stared at the closed metallic door of Vegeta's abandoned bedroom. He had left, and she had no idea when he would return. Flashes of the past few months flooded her memory, and they all contained the Prince of Saiyans. Fear struck her heart as she began to realize that he would not be there anymore. No more snide remarks, no more pointless yet heated arguments (which they both thrived upon), no one to boss her around (it was a challenge that she loved), no more fire to match her own and no more of that malicious smirk that made her blood pump with intensity. A single tear ran down her face as realization dawned upon her; she had feelings for Vegeta, and not just a school girl crush, she could feel the passion run deep through her veins, making her body boil with desire. She had never felt anything like it before; her feelings were pure and strong and now decided to hit her full on when he was leaving! Bulma curled up into the fatal position at the foot of his bed and wrapped the covers protectively around her small form. Sadness overwhelmed her as she remembered the last look he gave her before leaving the room. It was the mask devoid of emotion yet if she had blinked she would have missed the slightest sign of desire and guilt emerge from the depths of his eyes, however that was for only a second before he turned to leave.
'He always sucked at saying 'goodbye''
Silence defended the coarse terrain where Vegeta stood. In the distance a village's outline could be distinguished by the trained eye. Vegeta reached out to touch the town's ki, and primitively sniffed the air.
'Weak' was all the Saiyan Prince thought, before he took off, towards the peaceful village.
As he descended upon the sleeping town, all his sense where on full alert, his blood was pumping passionately through his veins and he licked his lips in anticipation. This is what he lived for, breathed for; the thrill of a challenge, the euphoria of a heated battle. It was imbedded into his Saiyan genes form day one and he loved every minute of it. The murdering was another matter though. Slaughtering innocent beings was never a problem to the Prince, a specific code ran threw his blood, 'survival of the fittest', if you could not defend your life, you deserved to die. Yet ever since that blue haired vixen re-established herself back into his life, Vegeta could feel his morals slowly slip away from his grasp. Growling to himself, Vegeta put on his mask of stone. The mask that everyone feared; the last thing they saw before they died a mask of coldness, a mask of mercilessness, a mask without a soul.
The screams echoed throughout the night; however the night was the only witness. Powerful ki beams decimated the vulnerable town. Citizens were in a state of chaos, screaming and running for their lives. Vegeta hovered over the commotion and watched them run from him in fear. He had defeated the finest warriors the village had to offer, and he hadn't even broken a sweat. The last time he had made people run in fear was on Earth. That fateful day, where his life twisted down another unexpected path. Yet he wasn't complaining. In fact for the entire mission there was only two things occupied the Prince's mind, Super Saiyan and Her. She was there when he trained on the ship, when he slept, ate, she was even there now. He remembered the look of terror on her face when he jumped her and Chi Chi that day. At first he thought it to be hilarious that he could make that baka girl quiver with fear. Yet now the thought didn't seem so appealing. In fact he couldn't bear it. The thought of her, the woman, HIS woman, to cower in fear, it was simply uncanny.
'Wait…MY woman?' Vegeta's eyes widened in realization, however for only a second. Sneering at himself, he let of a ki blast, and disappeared only to reappear right in front of it, taking in the whole blast.
'Fool, never let that happen again you weak baka, can't you see what that woman is doing to you?' lowering himself to the ground to regain strength from the blast (the only thing that had hurt him the entire day) he landed against a shelter.
'Gasp!' Vegeta swiftly turned around towards the owner. There in the pathetic tin shelter, sat curled up in a ball was a girl, no more than 12 with a boy protectively grasping onto her. Vegeta could see the visible tears, leaking from the girl's eyes. Vegeta cocked his head and aimlessly stepped towards them. Suddenly the boy swiftly stood up into a fighting stance.
"No!" yelled the girl and reached out towards the boy.
"I have to protect you! I will protect you, your all I have; I won't lose you to this monster!"
The girl howled in the background as the little boy started to power up. Yet Vegeta did not regard any of this, except of what was just said. This boy, dared to challenge him? HIM? The Prince of all Saiyans! Just to save a sniveling girl. Suddenly the boy's words sunk in. 'I will protect you, your all I have; I won't lose you to this monster!'…monster? Vegeta stared bewildered at the kids, suddenly the children disappeared and he and Bulma took their place. Shocked out of his mind, Vegeta swiftly shook his head and stepped back, looking at his murderous hands, which were now replaced by Frieza's! He couldn't believe it, he WAS FRIEZA! He was about to murder innocent children, women, men, an entire planet, without a second thought. Abruptly he backed away from the children as if they were poison.
"FIGHT ME" screamed the boy. Still taken aback Vegeta turned away ready to blast off.
"COME ON YOU MONSTER! FIGHT ME!" As Vegeta turned he was greeted by the largest aluminous moon he had ever seen. Before he had a chance to leave, his royal tail twitched and Vegeta's eyes widened absorbing the moons rays. Swiftly he turned his head and smirked sadistically at the boy. The boy's knee trembled in fear, yet couldn't move as the Saiyan no Ouji turned into a mighty Oozaru. The girl screamed her last breath as she saw the only boy whom she ever loved, snapped into two, by a merciless ape.
She sat, watching the universe pass her by. The statement seemed so grand and extravagant; to be a witness of the incomprehensible cosmos, yet it was nothing of the sort. A few stars grazed the horizon, barely evident, there were no planets or galaxies present, just an endless black void, and it was driving her insane. The cold exterior was too much for her, she felt as if she was drowning in the ocean of darkness, alone, with no one to save her. Yet she never showed this around her friends. She lived everyday as if nothing was bothering her; she didn't want to concern her friends over her 'silly little emotions' as a spiky haired Saiyan used to say. Ah yes, that spiky haired little Saiyan. It was he who was making her slowly go mad. It had been five agonizing months since he had left, and Bulma had counted almost every second since his departure. Everyday she thought about him, the days were better; she had her friends around her to keep her company and her act of unconcern to keep up. Yet having Chi Chi and Kakkarot, who were now together, did not help at all. Their PDAing (public display of affection) wasn't bad, actually they were very modest 'come on its Kakkarot, he probably didn't even know what a kiss was till he met Chi Chi, yet probably none of the Saiyan foursome do' however it was the little things that made Bulma's heart cringe with jealously, like when they would catch up after the day was done and he would innocently place his hand on her back and sensually rubbed up and down. Or how she would give him a kiss before training and he would blush a screaming red and run off like a 7 year old girl. Personally Bulma needed someone with a bit more experience and maturity, yet Chi Chi and Kakkarot just fit perfectly, and that's what hurt the most. During the nights, when Chi would be over in Kakkarot's room, Bulma would stare at her reflection on the ceiling, watching her tears graze her face, and try to remember his touch. It sounded so cliché, like some stupid over done sugar coated crush, and Bulma prayed to Kami it was, yet no matter how hard she tried or wanted, the Saiyan no Ouji had stubbornly found a way into her heart and had no intention of leaving, Bulma smirked,
"Typical"
Interrupting her agonizing thoughts Chi Chi burst through her lab doors where Bulma was 'working'. She looked absolutely exasperated, breathing heavily trying to regain her composure.
"Chi Chi what's wrong? What is it? What happened?" Bulma swiftly got up and was beside her bestfriend nervously, yet Chi Chi clung on to her tightly and beamed up brightly up her the blue haired woman.
"You'll…never…guess…what…Bee…"
"WHAT?"
"WE ARE FINALLY GETTING OFF THIS SHIP!"
"WHAT!"
"I just heard it, we're reaching Planet Kold in 24 hours, so we gotta pack NOW!" the girls hugged and danced around the room in full ecstasy, they were finally getting off this murderous ship and hopefully moving to a place a little more safer? Well even if it was just a little it was enough. With the news the pair ran as fast as they could to pack their things, it was a new chapter to their wild ride in outerspace, but how could it get any worse?
A/N: ahhh veggie gone bad! hope u like this chap i just remembered he can turn Oozaru and thought it would be cool to put it in, don't they become more vicious and primative in the oozaru form? ok i used Planet Kold it was a decision between Planet Kold or Frost cuz i didnt really know but other told me it was kold, so if its wrong sorry! long chap huh? be sure to catch the next one more B/V coming YOUR WAY! -xxx- (R&R)