Everything Went Wrong
Chapter 3
Bulma felt her body go numb from the waist down. Vegeta was carrying her, during their short flight, with her slung over his uncomfortable shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The offending armor he wore stabbed at her midsection and her legs were growing cold and numb as they dangled by his front, leaving her to stare at the trail of his impressive Ki as he flew farther and farther away.
As if knowing how uncomfortable she was and wanting to make her suffer more, he lurched to a stop so suddenly she felt all her blood slam into her head. She felt nauseous as her stomach did flip-flops. A groan left her lips, and she unconsciously grabbed at the Dragonball she hid under her shirt. Her body felt like jelly, she couldn't even twitch her leg without feeling the intense numbing prickling attack the limb. Bulma wanted to howl and yell at him for his ill treatment of her, but her fear had still crippled her voice. Instead, she chose to whimper lightly and squeeze her eyes shut trying to wish all the events from the day away.
"Who's there?" She heard Vegeta call out with a growl.
Bulma opened her eyes and wondered in confusion what the Saiyan was talking about. His voice was loud and echoed over the sky as if he were trying to address someone. Everything was quiet. Not even the birds seemed to dare sing in the presence of Vegeta.
"I know you're somewhere around here, there is no sense in hiding!"
Someone was close by? Bulma felt the tears entering her eyes as she lingered over the idea of somebody rescuing her. She wanted nothing more then to get his disgusting hands off her and run as far away from him and never look back.
"You cannot hide from me; this is your last warning. Show yourself now or I will just blow you away."
A sharp pang of fear shot into her gut as Vegeta lifted his palm. She heard rather then saw the ball of energy forming in his hand. The faint humming was all too familiar with her ears from the last time she had encountered such a sinister endeavor. He couldn't fire that thing; it would destroy her only hope of escape. If he killed this mystery person, then she would have no chance to ever get out of his gluttonous clutches again.
"H-help me! Please!! Help me!!" Bulma screeched and began to struggle on Vegeta's shoulder, trying desperately to get the stranger's attention. Her struggling caught the Saiyan off guard and he growled as he tried to hold her still.
"Quiet!" Vegeta roared at her and Bulma whimpered once again. He growled as she tried to worm off his shoulder and he was forced to shift her and hold her at his side. He glared murderously at her and Bulma bit her lip to keep from shrieking at the intensity of his eyes. Those eyes…
"If you value your life you will shut the fuck up."
The voice that escaped his throat was harsh and cold. His growl rumbled from his chest slithered over her body making her shiver. His eyes held such burning fury in them Bulma felt a part of her shrivel up and wither away with just one glance. They were as black as his soul, bleak and callous and as cold as ice. She found herself nodding, unable to relieve herself of the tightening in her throat enough to speak.
There was a scuffle of sounds just below them, then the sound of a startled gasp. A tiny head peered over one jutted rock and two black eyes opened wide with fear.
"Bulma!" It shouted.
Bulma peered down and caught the sight of a boy. He had short cropped black hair and an all too familiar garb of purple. She began to feel the itching of relief at seeing the young son of her close friend. There may still be a chance to get free with Gohan near by. Even though she knew he would be no match against someone as sinisterly powerful as Vegeta, it may still be enough to get them both out of there.
His eyes hardened, way beyond that of which any child his age should know how. In those few short seconds, Gohan's eyes changed from innocent five year olds, to a battle-hardened warrior. "Let go of her this instant Vegeta." His voice also became stronger then his years should have allowed.
She heard as well as felt Vegeta chuckle. "Well if it isn't the son of Kakarrot. I should have known you'd be here."
Ignoring his comment, Gohan pressed again. "Let her go Vegeta, I don't know what your planning, but you better release her this instant."
Vegeta tilted his head as if considering the idea, but the disgusting smirk he was still wearing already told her he didn't plan on changing his mind.
"Oh and why should I?" He asked amused.
It was Gohan's turn to growl. She saw his little form shift into some battle stance and clench his fists. In his eyes she saw a glimmer of anger begin to ignite.
"Because we are going to have some serious problems if you don't."
This only proved to heighten his amusement. "Do you really think you can stop me?" He asked.
"I won't let you do anything to my friend and neither will Kuririn." Gohan said sternly.
"On the contrary, you're little bald friend was more then willing to give her up once he could no longer fight back." Vegeta sneered.
Gohan gasped. "Liar!"
Vegeta once again chuckled darkly. "If you don't believe me, go check up on him, maybe he has regained consciousness already. You humans do have an annoying habit of not staying down."
Gohan shook his head back and forth, his little body shaking with rage. "I won't let you hurt my friends!" He yelled.
"Naive little brat." Vegeta growled. "This pathetic girl has something that can benefit me so I seized her for myself. Do you honestly believe that I would go to such trouble just to kill her now? If I so chose to, I could have killed them both, you should be thanking me. She willfully chose to come with me in order to save the life of your weakling bald friend."
Gohan seemed to gasp at that and his eyes shifted to the shivering Bulma latched to Vegeta's side. "Bulma…" He muttered under his breath, the look of sympathy in his dark eyes.
"I can't let you do this, Vegeta." Gohan's voice was hard like stone. His eyes locked with resolve and blaring resiliently at Vegeta. "She's an innocent, none of this concerns her. You're fight is with me."
"The other one said the same thing." Vegeta muttered. "So, how do you plan to stop me, son of Kakarrot?" He leered, the challenge sparkling in his eyes.
"Any way I can."
With that Gohan vanished and came at their right. If Bulma was at least a quarter of their strength she might have been able to keep up with the fight but she could only see the whirring of lights and colors. It wasn't a fair one, Bulma deduced. Even with one arm occupied holding her, Gohan seemed to get pummeled like a punching bag against Vegeta. Every move Gohan made, Vegeta predicted and countered.
Gohan came at Vegeta with fists angrily raised. He charged the brute and let loose his punch, only for Vegeta to grab it effortlessly in his gloved hand, smirking dangerously at the younger boy. A knee bashed into his small gut and Gohan fell from the sky and dropped like a rock to the ground, gasping for precious air.
"Gohan!" Bulma shrieked. Next to her, Vegeta laughed cruelly.
The little boy sat up; for someone so little he sure had a lot of resolve, and wiped the drop of blood on his chin. He charged again but his attack was faltered and he once again slammed into the dirt.
"You've seemed to have gotten a bit stronger boy," Vegeta remarked. "So you do have some Saiyan blood in you. But you still don't stand a chance against me." He began to lower to the ground until his feet touched down onto the Namekian grass. Bulma felt his arm around her tight like steel and knew without even trying it would be pointless to try and escape.
"I won't give up." Gohan said weakly. It was obvious he was exhausted, but his stubborn nature alone pulled him to his feet.
Vegeta shook his head sadly. "It's really too bad." He said. "You and I are the only real Saiyans left. We are like brothers."
A smashing punch to the jaw had Gohan airborne and crashing into a rock in less than three seconds.
"Come on spawn of Kakarrot, fight me with all you have, I want to tell your pitiable excuse of a Saiyan father how much you fought before I killed you."
Gohan seemed to roar to life and sprung from the rubble, his Ki blazing around him like wildfire as he leapt at Vegeta like a coiled spring.
"Yes that's it, fight like the Saiyan you are." Vegeta smirk widened as he blocked the rage filled punches of the young boy.
One upper cut landed squarely on Vegeta's jaw and shot his head back. There was a pause, and Bulma whimpered when the grip still hadn't lessened around her. Slowly Vegeta looked down at the huffing demi-Saiyan, a small trail of blood snaking from his lip. One of his gloved hands came up and wiped it off, the smirk never leaving his face.
"It took a blow worse then that for your father to make me bleed."
A shocked gasp left Gohan's throat at the sudden reminder of their first fight on Earth. His short hesitance was enough for Vegeta to land a punch across the cheek, careening him into another rock.
"With potential like yours you could become a fearsome warrior." Vegeta said as Gohan rose from the rubble.
"I don't want to be a warrior." Gohan said defiantly. "I want to be an orthopedist."
Vegeta snorted. "Waste of such power…" He muttered.
"But enough of that." He dismissed. "It is time we got serious. I know the only reason you're holding back is because I'm holding such precious cargo, but since I know there is no chance of her escape, I will release her if you grant me a fight with your honor you will not flee with the girl."
Gohan looked from Vegeta to Bulma then back to Vegeta. His little jaw locked and he nodded solemnly. An evil smirk curled on Vegeta's lips.
"Excellent."
A/N: Well that's chapter 3. I will try to update fairly quickly, but to tell you the truth, I only posted this story because my brother said it was good and that I should put it up here ;P to tell you the truth, this is my first attempt at ANYTHING romantic and I am kind of nervous so your reviews help alot. Also, I could use a beta if anyone is interested. Ideas are MORE then welcome from anybody also. Thanks!
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