Unaware Attraction
Chapter Four- Animalistic Rage
Bulma
Bulma woke with a start in the now cold bathtub. She checked the wall clock, and noticed she had been in the bathtub for over an hour! Wow, she thought as she scratched her head, I must have been out cold. Well that figures, being trapped in the woods can be tiring. Bulma thought back to her earlier adventures, and then she glanced at the clock.
"Well I still have some time to kill," She muttered out loud. She got up and dressed in her new clothes. She strapped on the shoes and brushed her damp hair out. But Bulma honestly could not do anything but worry. She finally made herself apply her makeup and she dried her hair with the wall dryer. Checking her reflection she was satisfied. Walking into the room that adjourned the huge bathroom, there was a couch equipped with a seat belt, and a table, bolted to the floor, that had magazines in the drawers. Bulma read through a few of the magazines until she came across a heart stopping article. The article was dated one month ago and was a caption accompanied by a picture. She furiously stared at the paper. The picture showed a handsome muscular man locked in a kiss with some singer. The article was about the mystery man and the country diva. But to Bulma this man was no mystery, it was her boyfriend, Yachma. Well now ex-boyfriend she thought with a sinister grin. She couldn't wait to plot her revenge, but first to the matter at hand.
"Passengers, we will be arriving in West City in a matter of minutes. Thank you for choosing Airier as your transportation provider," the voice from the intercom informed her. Bulma was happy to get off this plane and save her house from the ape face.
Vegeta
Vegeta had felt grumpy all day. He had been more short tempered than usual, and had felt the urge to kill someone, more than once. First he had to answer the blasted phone, just to find out that the man scientist and his harpy were going to stay at whatever for another few days. Then the hag came on with her stupidly cheerful voice to ask to speak to the woman he had dropped in the woods. Oops, he had just told the idiotic female that she was out. And to make matters worse, Vegeta was starving. The other harpy hadn't been there to cook him food, and now he was regretting his decision to abandon her. But it was her fault, she should have known better than to piss off the Prince of the Sayians! He would have gone and brought her home, but he forgot where he put her. He had continued to fly for an hour or two, and then just dumped her.
The point was, Vegeta knew something was off, and he knew it wasn't good. But it was almost nightfall, and maybe he would feel better with some quiet sleep. But what would he eat; he had already consumed the fridge, and tried to eat the annoying black cat. But his stomach was a bottomless pit, and he would pass out if he wasn't fed soon. Vegeta went over to the couch and plopped down. He sat there for a minute before promptly falling asleep.
Bulma
Bulma flew out of the airport with her backpack trailing behind her. She waved at a cab and jumped in. She showed the driver her ID and told him if he floored it, she'd pay him triple. The man slammed on the gas and was weaving through traffic at the speed of light. When they finally reached the Capsule Corp. front gate, Bulma threw the driver the cash and made a beeline for the front door. The sun was sinking below the horizon much too quickly for Bulma's liking. As she practically kicked down the door into the darkened room, an unnerving sight met her.
A pair of dark eyes was watching her from the dark. She felt her heart quicken and tried to keep her breathing steady. A low growl admitted from the shadows in front of her. Bulma flipped on the light switch and saw Vegeta crouched on the couch, teeth bared and with a strange look in his eyes. Bulma had never been so scared in her life. Vegeta sniffed the air then locked his animalistic eyes on hers. She slowly backed away from him, causing him to tilt his head slightly to the side. She didn't know what was up with him. Goku had never acted like this during the night of the full moon. Bulma knew that her father kept a tranquilizer dart in the left kitchen drawer. She thought she could take him out if she could only make it there. One shot wouldn't take out a Sayian, but five might. She slowly made her way to the kitchen, with Vegeta's eyes following her every movement. Almost there, Bulma was scared to even breathe. She knew it was now or never. She reached into her bag and drew out the metal first aid box, and flung it at Vegeta and made a break for the gun. She heard a surprised gasp and the sound of metal being twisted. She gulped and fumbled for the drawer handle. She yanked it open and reached for the gun. She had a hold on it when she was tackled to the ground. She looked up and saw Vegeta.
Pointing the gun above his back, so he couldn't see, she prepared to shoot him.
Bang! The dart hit home and Vegeta uttered a growl, she fired four more rounds in him, and prepared to shoot again, but at the last second he sluggishly move out of the range, and Bulma felt a stinging pain on her stomach. Oh crap, she thought as Vegeta fell down next to her, and she was instantly out.
Why is Vegeta acting like this, will he even remember it tomorrow? What will happen with Mr and Miss Briefs out of commission for a few days? Guess you will just have to wait and see!