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Alright now chapter 5.

Bulma opened her eyes wide with fear. She had died. Her life was over and soon she would see her parents again. She looked around and saw nothing. There was just a dark horizon everywhere she looked. She began to run. Bulma's bare feet slapped against the solid black floor as she ran. Bulma was naked. Her hair was loose around her shoulders and as she ran it got caught in the non-existent wind.

Where am I? Is this hell? Did I really do something bad enough to go to hell? I don't think so. Maybe this is heaven… Not likely. These questions pounded throughout Bulma's poor aching head as she ran. She could feel pain.

Bulma slipped over her own feet as she sprinted into nothingness; her face slammed onto the ground. She curled up into a ball on the ground. Even after death she was forced to feel this pain. The black floor felt like ice against her bare skin and she shivered. Several tears fled from her eyes. There Bulma was, helpless, curled up in a ball on the floor and on top off that she was naked.

Someone touched her back. Someone with warm hand.

Bulma rolled over on her back to face this person. Even through her blue stands of hair which were covering her eyes she could tell it was Vegeta. Why did he keep showing up in her dreams? Well this wasn't exactly a dream… She was dead after all maybe this was her imagination.

Normally Bulma would have been embarrassed that someone had seen her body naked but she wasn't this time. It was a different kind of moment.

Vegeta offered Bulma a hand up and she accepted. His hand was very warm. Bulma clung onto Vegeta's armor as she had when she lived her last moments. Bulma's eyes threatened to let loose a storm of tears. She let her tears fall.

"Why did you leave me? Why did you let me die!" Bulma screamed between sobs. She slapped his hot cheek. He let her, but caught the hand after. His face had a hint of what Bulma would call pity in it.

"I didn't want you to die," Vegeta said simply. He stroked the back of her hand. He stroked it gently the way Yamcha would. Bulma wanted to pull her hand away but something stopped her.

She fell into Vegeta's arms. He held her shivering naked body against his own warm one. She was naked but Vegeta didn't seem to mind. Bulma snuggled up to his warmth while she listened to him whisper how sorry he was about her death. This must be a dream… It was a nice change of pace though.

Vegeta released Bulma from his arms and brushed her blue locks out of her eyes. Bulma sniffled.

"Why are you here?" Bulma asked coming off slightly rude. Vegeta said nothing but started to walk off the other direction.

"Hey wait! Don't leave me alone!" Bulma almost begged running to catch up with him. The faster Bulma ran the farther away Vegeta seemed to get. Bulma did catch him though.

Bulma grabbed his wrist and clung onto it. Vegeta stopped walking and turned to face her. Bulma was shocked when she noticed for the first time how handsome Vegeta was. He wasn't that bad… She hadn't noticed before maybe because she had too many other things on her mind.

Vegeta placed his hand on her chin gently; like a lover. Bulma suddenly felt awkward by the fact she was naked because she knew what was coming. Vegeta leaned forward until his lips met hers. Bulma closed her eyes and began to kiss back…

Bulma opened her eyes; she squinted them only to blue slits. Her face was damp. The room she was in was dark but not black like that place before had been. Vegeta's hot lips were no longer pressed against hers. Bulma lifted her hand to try to feel her cold lips. She couldn't; her arm wouldn't move she was stuck. When she did try to move she felt pain.

She inhaled deeply for a sigh and felt white hot pain within her ribcage. She gasped. She wasn't dead; though she wished she was.

Wires. Bulma was completely naked like in the dream but wires were plugged in everywhere all over her body. And needles; egh! Dozens of huge needles were shoved through her abdomen. Wires were connected everywhere, her limbs, body and even head. She hadn't died. But why was she dreaming of Vegeta? She excused the thought when she heard footsteps enter the room.

A quick peep through her lashes told her it was Zarbon. He came over to the table she was strapped down to and Bulma heard metal clatter. She felt a stab of pain in her arm and saw a glint of red and knew at once she was having her blood drawn. Zarbon left and took her blood with him; but not before her had stabbed a few more needles in her body and added some wires. Bulma felt fear now, she would live and they knew how to make her better. She'd rather die than live at this point.

Bulma was left alone again and she had never felt so alone and inhuman. Her body felt as though it were collapsing in on her.

More footsteps; Bulma figured it was Zarbon coming back but to her surprise it wasn't. It was Vegeta.

Vegeta looked somber. His dark eyes looked dull and empty which Bulma considered strange for someone with his personality. Vegeta walked up to her and poured small drips of water through Bulma's parted lips. He was still giving me water!

She opened her blue eyes with great effort to thank him. Vegeta looked extremely shocked to see Bulma's eyes open. That pretty much told her how bad a shape she was in.

"Hey," Bulma said feebly, "You brought me water… thanks."

"Don't mention it," He spat, but even though he sounded angry he continued to give Bulma water.

"Am I going to die?" She asked. Bulma was serious.

Vegeta shook his head. "How was that possible? They barely left a scratch on you and yet you almost died; I can read human power-levels and as weak as you are that shouldn't have killed you," Vegeta sounded frustrated like he's been trying to find out Bulma's secret of living for hours.

"My hair tie," Bulma murmured, "It's a shield… Protects me."

"You're telling me that itty-bitty hair tie protected you from harm?" Vegeta asked shocked. I nodded.

"Will you bring it to me?" Bulma asked knowing they probably threw out all her clothes. She was naked in front of Vegeta again and that whole kiss-dream wasn't helping make it any less awkward.

"Do I look like a servant to you?" Vegeta thundered hurting my ears.

"Please. For me! It will help ease the pain…" Bulma pleaded. Vegeta left with a snarl and when he came back he had the small elastic between his fingers. He walked over and placed it in the valley between Bulma's breasts.

She just gave Vegeta a funny look.

"I can't move my arms," Bulma explained feeling more helpless by the second. Vegeta nodded understanding and then grabbed the hair tie.

He walked behind her on the table. He lifted Bulma's head and she grunted in pain. Bulma ground her teeth together to keep from crying out. She felt Vegeta's rough but warm hands gather up hair. He tossed the elastic over her gather clump of hair and called it good. Sure it wasn't the best ponytail she'd ever gotten but the relief was instant.

Bulma felt so damn good. Vegeta unlatched her body from the table so she could get up and stretch. With this new freedom Bulma asked a very awkward question,

"Um… Where are my clothes?"

Vegeta said nothing and I knew I wouldn't be able to put them back on. This sucked but at least I had a friend in here. It was odd she pictured Vegeta as a better enemy than a friend but here they were.

"What's your name earth-woman?" Vegeta asked refusing to look at her.

"Bulma."

"Bulma, I am risking everything just by talking to you now; do you understand that? Now get back on that table and pretend to be in pain. I'm not supposed to help prisoners like you. I'm leaving now," Vegeta finished his speech and strapped me back down to the table. I moaned in pain even though I couldn't believe how much better I felt. Vegeta left and the only thing I could think of was the fact,

He had said my name for the first time.

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