Here's another exciting, pulse-electrifying installment of The Darkness in love with the Light. Oh, and thank you to all who reviewed, appreciated much.

Disclaimer: Vegeta:How many times must you insist on continuing this dreadful blather on how this absolutely ridiculous story is yours and the characters you merely attempt to portray are not, but they are the property of that pathetic elderly man?!

Jckash03: And how many times must I bring the mouse up and down to note your ridiculous anger in italics? And that 'elderly man' is your creator and my idol for making you people. (looks thoughtful) Hm, I don't think he's that old though-

Vegeta: What?! You think he createdme? How absurd! Nobody is the creator of Prince Vegeta of all Saiyans. Prince Vegeta is the leader of his own self! Bwa ha ha

Jckash03: -_____-

Anyways, back to the story. Sheesh!

'-thinking

"-speaking(there isn't much in here)

A thirteen-year-old Bulma started to get incredibly thirsty as she hopped down a a pile of ruined stones for the millionth time before falling over and swearing under her breath. She could feel a painful heat grow right above her right ankle.

"I h-have to get just a little f-farther,"Bulma panted, trying her hardest to find some sort of motivation. She then compared the familiar, warm comfortable feeling her home on Earth had once given her, to the frightening, merciless monstrosity of this unknown planet and its mysterious inhabitants. That did it.

With her motivation of despair, she felt five times stronger then before. Using it to her advantage, she got to her feet and did a thin-paced sprint at least half a mile from where she fell. Puffing with perspiring beads running down her forehead, she smirked at the thought of how pleased her dominant gym teacher would have been with her.

'Okay, c'mon Bulma, you can do this girl. Just a little farther and then you can whip out your secret weapon. But then again, the farther I get without it, the better chances of me winning this stupid game, and yet that also runs the risk of either of them finding me before I want them to! Ugh! This is too confusing, even for me, a genius!'

Reminding herself the quicker she get this over with, the sooner she could get home, she started off again with another evenly paced sprint, the microscopic crumbles of the planet's ruins splintering from under her Capsule Corp. branded shoes.

'Just a few minutes, then my victory of this ridiculous game will come at long last.'

A vicious growl escaped the frustrated, young Prince as he bolted his head side to side in frantic search of any particular movement whatsoever in the moldy abyss of the confines of the ruins.

'She could not have gone far. I should have just turned to catch which direction she was going in. But then, that's what makes this game a bit more interesting, seeing the expression on their faces when they see you have caught them when there was no easy way of accomplishing it.'

Smirking deviously at the slight memory of some of his previous victims, he set off again searching, using his valuable skill of ki detecting. He figured that she would run to expand the distance between them, making her ki even higher then before. It was also convenient that she had such brightly colourized hair, making her visible through the darkness.

Vegeta then found his mind wondering about her unique features, which were highly uncommon compared to the Saiyan females who consisted of much darker features. But then he guessed that it much be the fact that she was an Earthling.

Shaking his head furiously to shake off any further thoughts about the girl, he powered up and flew off with increased speed to an unexplored part of the planet.

"Hmm."

Zarbon hummed thoughtfully at his intrigue of the girl's speed and wit. He certainly underestimated her, that is, if the Prince hadn't grabbed her by now.

'Even if he had, I'd have to kill him. I must have that girl as my counterpart. Even if it does perturb Frieza and expose my secret...'

A sharp rustle came from a dark, narrow room on his left. He quickly gained his composure in caution as he approached the room.

The rustle continued once more before he spotted the object the source was behind. He threw a small ki blast at it, smoke at bits of wood surrounded the dark room. When it had faded he went over to inspect the source, only to greeted with a colorful card with alienated symbols and faces with their tongues sticking out in mocking glee.

Growling with frustration he blasted it, anger putting more ki in it then he had intended.

'Damn that girl. She has already entered this section!'

Then a smile flashed onto his features as he thought of her wit,"Ha ha ha, all the more qualifying to me."

With his remark softly echoing the rusty walls of the room, he strode out of the room and created a hole in the ceiling above with a ki blast before flying out of it, re-embarking on the quest to find his newest beloved.

"Ahhh," Bulma let out a wistful sigh of satisfaction as she splashed her face with the spring water she had found in a patch of forest after her long journey from the ruins.

Only, she wouldn't exactly call this a forest.

There weren't Earth-like trees in the slightest. Instead, they were large, bulged rubber-like...exactly, they were just like rubber. Only they were attached to a white, cactus-looking pole-thing, and there were large pieces of the rubber-stuff and small pieces on the top. She almost laughed at how fake they looked, like little kids had built a tree that was made from clay-doh.

She was two inches from touching the strange material when a strangling sound came from a nearby bush. She gasped in alarmed surprise, but covered her mouth before she could unstoppably shout a loud inquiry at the source of the noise.

The bush then started rustling violently and Bulma slipped into this fantasized vision of her running with intense speed, but instead she was frozen with immense and highly increasing fear. She could feel her throat tighten with every attempt she took at breathing.

'No...No..'

She softly shook her head as nightmares she had as a kid came swimming in her mind, only the fear that was in them was more sharp this time because...it was real. Actually real.

Something inside her ever-building despair burst out a new-found energy that she took advantage of quickly, her eyes still fixated on the shaking bush.

Bad move. The second after she took the step, she had tripped backwards, landing hard on her back. She couldn't cry out though because of the intense tightness in her throat. Her breathing heaved quickly as the bush suddenly stopped before a shadowy figure stepped out of the blackness.

It came into the orange moonlight before Bulma was convinced that she was holding her last breath.

Yay! I hope you guys like it. Yeah, another cliff hanger. Doesn't it just suck for you ? Anyway, some more reviews would be nice. And again, thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU to those who have reviewed already. And don't worry about Zarbon and Bulma. I'm not telling what happens, just giving a head's up that it won't be happening in this fic.

Next Chappie: Ain't tellin'- tooooooooo good. :P

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