I didn't make this known in the first chapter, but this story has a lot of back and fourth between past and present. I will try to indicate the difference so it is easier for everyone. Also thank you for the reviews!
"Bulma, I'm so sorry about your little girl," Chichi sympathized as the two women shared a cup of tea. Bulma phased out as she stared at her half empty teacup. "Don't worry dear. I'm sure she will be just fine. She does have the blood of a Saiyan." Chichi reassured her, not realizing that THAT was the exact issue.
"I only wanted the best for my kids. It was my job to protect them, and I failed…I'm a terrible mother," Bulma sighed. Chichi patted her shoulder.
"There are some things that we just can't control in life, such as life itself. All we can do is pray to Kami that everything will work out for the best. " Chichi spoke with a soft tone. Bulma smiled and took a small sip of tea.
On the third floor of the house was Bulla's room. She and Pan, her quarter Saiyan best friend, were lying on the bed with their heads right next to each other.
"So... You went to see this lady, and she basically told you that you were going to.." Pan began.
"Something about…receiving all the pain and hardship of the Saiyans…or something like that." Bulla finished. "I don't understand it though. I only had a migraine…that was it. All of a sudden my dad starts talking all discrete like to my mom, and next thing I know we were off to Kami's lookout."
Pan turned her head swiftly to look at Bulla's face. She could see a tear beginning to form in her eye. She knew her best friend was angry. She only cried when she was angry, never for sadness.
"Hey, why don't we go shopping?" Pan suggested as she sat up on the bed. Bulla raised an eyebrow at her. Pan hated shopping, especially with her.
"You….shopping?" Bulla chuckled behind her tears. "I suppose we can give the mall a visit." She sat up and hopped from the bed. "I could use a bit of retail therapy."
Pan gave a crooked smile and sighed a bit, not realizing what she got herself into, but if it made her best friend happy, she was willing to do anything.
About an hour afterwards, the two girls were at the Satan Shopping Galleria. The two girls lingered by the hover car door as they talked to the lavender headed boy, Bulla's brother, who drove them. "I will be here for you two at six. Don't make me wait long." Trunks warned them before zooming off.
"B…it's been two hours…can we at least stop for a slice before we continue?" Pan begged as she sat guarding the endless amount of shopping bags Bulla had already accumulated.
"Pizza equals carbs, besides, I'm almost finished." She replied from the dressing room. Seconds later she came out with yet another ensemble to purchase. Pan rolled her eyes a bit and started grabbing her shopping bags. They paid for the clothes and left the store.
"I'm going to get a milkshake, okay?" Pan said as she set the bags down on a bench in the food court. Bulla sat down and waited.
"Chocolate milkshake , please," Pan requested as she handed her zeni over to the cashier. The employee handed over her milkshake and cheerfully wished her a nice day. "Thank you,sir," She said with a smile. She headed back towards Bulla with her head lowered, enthralled in her shake. To enthralled to see that Bulla had collapsed just seconds after she had left. Pan dropped her drink and ran to her friend's aid.
"Bulla? Bulla what's wrong?" Pan yelled frantically, shaking the pale blue-haired girl. She wasn't responding. "Someone please call an ambulance! Please!" Pan pleaded to the people around her. Quickly, the mall's onsite medical team rushed over and examined the girl. Pan remained at her side as she called the Briefs residence, as well as her own family.
"Hello, Mr. Vegeta? Bulla and I were in the mall and I just turned away for a minute ….and then I …she just….!" Pan was panicking terribly and couldn't organize her words. Vegeta was on the other end prompting her to slow down. "Bulla isn't moving! She just passed out!" she managed.
"I'm on my way. Stay with her." Vegeta demanded.
Within a few minutes, the entire Briefs family arrived at the scene along with Chichi and Videl. Bulma approached them first, kneeling down to try to wake her daughter. She checked her pulse and her body temperature. She was breathing, but she was unconscious, probably from the fall. Trunks and Videl were next to kneel beside the motionless girl. Trunks removed his jacket and covered his sister with it while Videl removed her jacket and propped it under her head. As everyone regained their stance, Vegeta knelt down to her. He rubbed her cheek with the side of his thumb. He could sense how weak she was. She finally woke up. She was confused and cold, but her body was sweating profusely.
"What…why are you all here?...Why am I on the floor?" She asked, barely opening her eyes. She tried sitting up but was forced to lie back down by her father.
"You collapsed, dear. Lie down for a moment. Gohan is on his way with a couple of Senzu beans." Videl assured her "You'll be better in no time!" She smiled. Bulla tried to return the smile, but couldn't help but notice Pan who had reduced herself to the corner, crying alone.
"Pan?" She said with a weak, low voice.
"She's okay. She's just a little…shaken." Videl moved towards her daughter and gave her a comforting pat on the back, only triggering her to cry harder.
"Daddy, I want to go home.." Bulma whispered. He gave out a low grunt before scooping her into his arms and cradling her against his chest, keeping her warm.
Right then, Gohan arrived at the scene with a small white bag ties with a brown string. "They were very difficult to get, but I got them." He said as he approached Bulla and Vegeta with two senzu beans. "Take this…they don't taste very pleasant, but the will help your concussion and make you feel better." Bulla nodded and popped the two beans into her mouth and chewed. He wasn't lying when he said the tasted unpleasant. Within seconds she felt much better and the aching from her head was gone. She felt good enough to walk, but she would pass up walking any day if her father chose to carry her.
"Okay…lets all get going. I'm sure the mall will be closing soon. Trunks, grab her things and we'll meet you back at home." Bulma instructed before meeting her partner and her daughter. "Lets go home," She sighed.
"Dad…Can you fly me home?" Bulla said, looking at her father with hopeful eyes. Eyes that could not be said "no" to. He responded with a mere grunt and they left the mall doors. Within seconds, they were off into the sky.
"I'll see you back at home!" Bulma called after them before saying goodbye to the Sons.
Home looked like a freak show the next day. The family doctor paid a visit to the Breif's residence to run a few tests on the girl. Bulla stared at the old man as he prepared a long needle with fluorescent fluid. The young girl gulped and glanced at her father who was right next to her.
"This will only hurt for a second, but it will defiantly hurt." The old man chuckled. Neither party found it very funny. Vegeta looked at his daughter with confident eyes and offered her hand. She took it and gripped firmly as the doctor inserted the needle into her free arm. By the expression of her face, it hurt like hell, but within seconds the pain was gone.
"This will help me see what is going on up there. Now, please rest yourself on the machine while I scan your brain." The doctor ordered. She walked over to the oval machine and sat down on the small table. She lied down as best she could and tried to relax.
"Now don't move." He said as he began the machine. It started making loud noises as it sent her towards the opposite end. Vegeta watched the procedure, slightly intrigued as the results appeared on the screen. The photo that appeared showed a colorful scan of Bulla's brain.
"Its right there…" the doctor pointed at the screen. His finger landed on a small dark area, a very different color that the other areas. Vegeta grunted and moved away from the doctor and sat in a chair distant from the machines.
"This is why you have been experiencing so much pain." The doctor informed them before pressing the button to move the table out of the MRI tunnel.
"Their only migraines right?" Bulla popped in as she was ejected from the machine.
"I'm afraid not, dear." The doctor said with a normal tone. "This is a developing illness and I'm afraid what has been done is irreversible since it is in the brain. The frontal lobe to be exact." He pressed a small red button on his monitor and it compacted into a small capsule. He took a quick glance at Vegeta who was sitting quietly, scowling coldly at the wall next to him.
"I believe my work here is done," The old man said as if nothing was wrong. He helped Bulla off of the machine and compacted it as well before leaving the room. He was stopped by a rather large arm at the door. The person belonging to that arm was less than thrilled.
"You mean to tell me there is nothing you can do to rid this wretched illness out of her head? And you call yourself a doctor.." He growled. The doctor didn't look him in the eye.
"Mr. Vegeta, I'm afraid there are certain things that are beyond my control. Doctors are only trained to do so much. We aren't super human, y'know." The doctor spoke softly. Vegeta couldn't argue, and lowered his arm letting the man go. He pounded the door's threshold slightly before leaving his daughter alone in the room. He didn't know what to tell her, or the rest of his family and friends.
"Daddy?" Bulla called out to him, slowly jogging to catch up to him. Before she made it to the hallway, he was nowhere in sight. She sighed heavily and left the room as well, turning off the light behind her. As she made her way downstairs to the family room, she could hear a faint sob in one of the guest rooms. Her body suddenly froze and couldn't decide to see who it was or keep moving and give the person peace. Though frozen, she continued to investigate with her other senses. It sounded like a man, so it wasn't her mother, and the voice was too deep to be Trunks.
Daddy? She thought to herself. She shook her head in disbelief until she heard the sob again. She couldn't be sure considering her father has never showed an ounce of any other emotion besides anger and annoyance. To avoid being discovered, she quickly yet stealthily cleared the hallway until she was finally downstairs where she was alone and in peace.
Sorry for the shitty ending of this chapter. I could not for the life of me figure out how to end it. Chapter 3 will be loads better! Please rate!