Fates Way

Chapter Nine

Vegeta found Bulma; she was huddled up tightly on her bed and was sobbing into her legs. The first thing he noticed was the amount of blood that was now staining the sheets, growling he found a rage building back inside of him.

That monster had attacked her for no reason; he had been the only person to even bother thinking of going and helping her; were his people really that bad.

Bulma sobbed, and bit back the pain as she moved her left arm and felt stabbing sensations shoot through her body. Never before had she been this beat up, her father would just have to get her off the planet when he saw what a state his only daughter was in.

Her cell phone, the only communication with her planet had been smashed during the conflict with Dodoria, her clothes that she had been wearing were torn, bloodstained and completely ruined, as was her perfect blue hair.

Vegeta closed the door quietly behind himself, and quickly ensured that it was locked. He had no idea how Freeza would react when he knew of one of his most prized idiots being killed by a Saiyan. Vegeta had his gold coins on his head being on a silver platter.

Bulma did not even notice the sweaty prince, as she continued to sob into her legs. The pain was incredible, and the cuts just wouldn't stop bleeding. She hadn't even dared look at why her leg was bleeding so much; one thing the princess hated was blood. It made her feel sick and nauseas.

"You okay?" Vegeta said, it was so quiet it was almost a whisper but enough to make Bulma jump and scream slightly at the stranger in her quarters.

After getting her heart rate back under control, she found her temper rising at the semi naked prince standing before her. During the battle he had his shirt torn apart from the huge amount of powering up he had done. He stood at the end of her bed, with his arms folded, instead of the sexy smirk he often had upon his face. Bulma couldn't help but notice a frown that looked very serious.

The sweat glistened upon his chest, and the blood from a small scratch on his neck shone out making him look like a true warrior. It was now that Bulma noticed the amount of scars on his arms, and a large one on his chest. He hadn't been lying when he said he was a warrior prince.

Bulma chose not to answer his question, he may have been the one to save her life and save her from being raped by the ugly pink monster, however he was also the reason she was alone in the halls of the castle with Freeza's minions running around. If he thought saving her life was enough to repay her, the prince certainly had another thing coming.

"Your injured I see." Vegeta muttered sternly as he took a couple of steps closer to her.

"INJURED!" Bulma spat out, deciding that she couldn't just ignore him. Her temper was boiling at the prince pointing out the obvious, and just what was he going to do? Kiss it better? She seriously doubted that. "Does it look like I'm in any pain baka!"

"YOU DARE CALL ME BAKA!" Vegeta roared, "I SAVE YOUR PUNY PATHETIC LIFE, AND YOU INSULT ME!"

"That's right, I am calling you a baka, that's mild for how I'm feelings towards your oversized ego, bullying, stupid, monkey self!"

Vegeta found he was speechless, nobody had ever spoke to him in such a rude way and actually lived this long. The girl was truly daring to insult the prince of all Saiyans, and after he had risked his own life to save hers.

Bulma stopped as she felt a throbbing pain shoot through her left arm. The angrier she was getting, the more pain she was ultimately feeling.

"I should kill you for that woman."

"THEN KILL ME!!!!"

The pain shot through her arm, then she attempted to move her leg and felt the warm wet blood. She was surprised herself, that she had gotten as far as her sleeping chambers. Thankfully when Dodoria had found her, she had been very close by. The princesses of Krystallis darent think if she was any further away what may have happened.

"Your race is so weak it's almost pathetic." Vegeta replied coolly, he didn't seem to want to take Bulma up on her offer of killing her. Instead he casually stood firing silly insults her way.

He would never admit it, but he knew he felt different about the blue haired girl. Something inside of him had clicked when he saw Dodoria beating her; he felt nothing but rage and even guilt.

'What's happening to me' Vegeta thought to himself, as he growled aloud.

Bulma noticed this, and turned her head painfully to look at one of the beautiful pictures on the wall.

Just earlier she had wanted him to take her to see some of the sights, to glimpse the glorious unicorn and the rainbows.

That was before she woke up and saw that the handsome prince was really nothing but a space pirate. Not only was he working for Freeza, he was also planning to take him down.

Vegeta was still frowning, folding his arms he felt the headache was returning. "Look if you're going to ignore me then fine. But I'm not staying around, I feel sick enough as it is, and using a great amount of energy on saving your sorry arse hasn't made me feel any better."

"IT WAS YOUR FAULT ASSHOLE!"

"What are you bickering about fool, obviously you banged your head earlier. How was it me who had you pinned against the wall? If I recall I was the one to-"

"Yes I know, save my sorry arse. Or was it going to be my weak pathetic self, or perhaps even my stupid ignorant ugly body."

Vegeta rolled his eyes; the girl seemed to have lost the plot. "No I was going to say your weak alien moronic self."

He smirked when he saw the anger flash across her features, growling she forced herself from the bed despite the burning pain. She reminded him slightly of himself as she breathed deeply and gritted her teeth together.

"GET OUTTTTTTTTTTTTT"

Vegeta chuckled, as he rubbed the back of his neck soothingly; what he really needed was a nice long massage with some soothing body oils. Instead he had a loud harpy shrieking at him to leave her quarters.

"So you just want to bleed to death woman? Do you know what would happen to those wounds if you leave them? Its not my problem I don't care."

Bulma stopped yelling for a second as she clearly thought about what the prince had just said. It was true, her wounds could not go left untreated, she was beginning to feel ill as it was.

"What will happen…"

"This planet is much hotter than most, we Saiyan's have evolved to cope with this and for that have become a much stronger species. You however have not, and if you leave wounds like that, they will most certainly become infected with goodness knows what."

"You mean I would lose my legs…."

"Do I have to spell it out to you?"

Bulma growled and suddenly felt very protective of her body, especially her perfect legs. What a creep the prince was. He certainly didn't know how to treat a lady that was for sure.

"Well I hardly think you're able to care for my injuries asshole!"

"Why would I wish to touch your body fool? You do feel highly of yourself don't you Bulma. I was simply going to get a medical specialist to sort you out."

Bulma lowered her eyes, and glanced downwards to her bloodied leg. She could feel a trickle of blood flowing from her cheek, she darent look in the mirror, for what could stare back at her. Her tummy churned when she realised that all the blood was coming from her, suddenly she felt the urge to vomit.

The tears had dried up for now; arguing with the prince seemed a really good way to vent her frustrations, and she knew instinctively the moment her father discovered what happened to her with the alien he would certainly leave the place and never come back.

In Bulma's eyes that meant she wouldn't have to spend another day on this planet, on the bad side of things it would mean her engagement to Yamcha could be put forwards.

"Where do I go…" Bulma said weakly, as she sniffed loudly and looked pathetically up into the prince's dark black orbs. She felt humiliated, dirty and most of all weak.

The princes frown softened, he was beginning to have feelings for this girl and feelings were something for the weak only.

He had only known her a few hours, and still he had protected her life more than once, and had began to feel things he hadn't felt since his mothers death all those years before. He was still coming to terms with embracing her the way he had earlier, she had been crying terribly and yet instead of mocking her, he had vowed to help with the arranged marriage.

Was it possible that this female could be the one?

Growling loudly, he shoved these thoughts aside. Sleep deprivation was certainly playing a part in these pathetic emotions. The sooner Freeza left his planet, the sooner he could get back to leading an almost normal life, that was if the tyrant had no more missions lined up his way. He certainly hoped not, as much as he hated to admit it he felt he needed some time back home.

"I will call for somebody to come to your quarters and see you, I think you need some rest for now. I will inform your imbecilic father of your condition if he hasn't passed out from intoxication by now."

Bulma found herself smiling weakly at the prince, he was an evil little ego-maniac, but she could tell by the way he was willing to help her that he was not all that bad. He even had a sense of humour when it came to her father and the wine.

"Thanks Prince Vegeta… I guess I'm sorry for being an idiot."

Vegeta just nodded his head, and with that he exited the room. He also needed his rest, and he knew it would be best to stay out of Freeza's way.

Disclaimer: I hope you enjoyed this chapter; Bulma really is a fiery little character isn't she? So the prince is beginning to feel things for the new girl??? Will it last, how is King Briefs going to cope with the news about his daughter, and how is Freeza going to react…. you will have to be patient and review to find out... mwhaha.

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