Chapter 7: Mothers

Bulma made her way up the stairs and went into her apartment to find 18 and Krillin up watching a movie. "That was a short night." 18 looked over the back of the couch at Bulma who was walking by.

Bulma smiled, "Yes, but it was great."

18 took notice that Bulma was wearing and jacket that didn't look familiar she smiled and turned back around, "I told you it would work. Where did you guys go?"

"Outback."

"Really, seriously? Outback."

"Come on 18, everybody loves steak."

"Yeah, like tube steak." Krillin added in before getting punched by both Bulma and 18. "I'm just going to stay quiet."

"You jerk!"

"Yeah, well I'm going to bed I have to get up early. Important meeting."

"That's nice."

"You know 18 you should go too, your dad will be there."

"No thanks. I have plans to go to the gym tomorrow."

(A.N. I am not trying to make 18 sound lazy, just uninterested in working in her dad's company.)

"Ok. See you two tomorrow."

Bulma went into her bedroom got in her comfy blue pajama pants and tank top and crawled into bed. She soon fell fast asleep...

She opened her eyes to see a dark cold room. She looked around and nothing looked familiar. "Where am I?"

"You've been lying to me haven't you?" came a voice from a dark corner.

"Who's there?"

A woman appeared, the woman looked just like her mother. "Mom?"

"Bulma, you've been with that creature haven't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Damn it! Don't lie to me anymore!"
"Mom, honestly what are you talking about?"

"That creature. That vampire! I've seen you with him. Last night."

"Mom, what Vampire?"

Her mother walked up and sat next to her on the bed. "That man, who dropped you off last night. I've heard you say his name in your sleep. Vegeta?"

"Mom, I just met Vegeta."

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" Suddenly Bulma felt something cold enter her chest. She looked down and saw a knife sticking out.

"Mom, why?"

"I can't take any chances. I loved you. And now I had to destroy you. I'm sorry."

Her mother plunged the knife deeper into her chest and Bulma fell backwards onto the bed...

Bulma wake up covered in sweat. "What the hell? That dream felt so real." She looked around and it was her own room again. It was still night, she laid back down and closed her eyes to try and get more sleep.

Vegeta had just arrived at home, he pulled his car into the garage and headed into his large dark house. He walked into the kitchen, went to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of blood. He walked over to the cabinets and pulled out a glass. He poured a glass of blood then returned it to the refrigerator, grabbed the glass and headed upstairs. On his way up he got a cold chill that ran up his spine. He growled and looked around. "I know your here, so quit heading you pussy!" He yelled and continued up the stairs. He stopped when he reached the top and looked at the figure standing at the opposite side of the hallway. "Did she send you here?" He said as he took a drink of blood.

The figure started to walk towards him, "Why dear brother. I haven't seen you in 20 years and this is how you treat me? I thought you and I were closer than that."

"Cut the shit Tarble, I know she sent you, but why?"

Tarble shook his head, "Big Brother, do you have to prefer our mother to she?"

Vegeta looked at Tarble and growled, "What else would I call her."

"I don't know mother?" Tarble said as he sat down in a chair that was in the hallway.

"Never." Vegeta began to walk down the hall. Tarble got up and followed him. "What does she want?"

They reached a locked room, Vegeta unlock it and went in Tarble was behind him. Vegeta stopped in front of a painting and took another drink. "She has fallen ill. She wishes you to come home. Mother wants us both there."

Vegeta was not taking his eyes off the painting. "Why me? I got father's money remember. You are to get hers." Vegeta finally looked away and looked at his younger brother, "She wants me to take a woman doesn't she?"
"Well yes." Tarble looked around and found a sit and sat down. "As you know I have Grey, and she is with child."

"So." Returning his attention back to the painting.

"Mother only wants whats best for you."
"She doesn't know me that well to make that decision."

Tarble got up and walked up to Vegeta and looked at the painting. "She'll never come back Vegeta, what has it been over 600 years?"

Vegeta turned and glared at Tarble, "Watch your mouth." Looking back at the painting. "It's been 515 years."
Returning to his seat. "You need a life. Come home, meet a beautiful Eastern European woman and have tons of sex and babies."

"Fuck off, Tarble. Now leave."

"Will you come...for mother?"

"Fine I will be there in a few days."

Tarble jumped up and patted Vegeta on the shoulder, "See you then!" Tarble left the room and the house.

Vegeta looked back at the painting, "What does that harpy want from me?" Vegeta turned and left the room with an empty glass and headed to his own room. As he turned off the light he took one last look at the painting of his father." (A.N. I bet you thought it was a painting of Princess Bulma, didn't ya? Gottcha ya! He he)

The next morning came early for Bulma, after that dream she didn't sleep every well. She slowly got ready to leave for work. She was about to leave when her phone went off. It was a text from Vegeta. 'I have to leave town for a few days.'

One of Bulma's eyebrows shot up in confusion, 'Is everything ok?'

She reached her car and had another message, 'My mother has fallen ill and asked me to come see her.'

Bulma wasn't sure to feel sad for him or not, Didn't he say his mother left him, his father and brother? 'Ok, I'm sorry.'

'Nothing to be sorry about. I will call you as soon as I get there. Promise.'

'Ok, have a safe trip.'

'I will.'

Bulma pulled up to a stop light and finished her text to Vegeta, 'I will miss you.' The light turned and she headed to Capsule Corporation.

Vegeta saw this message and smiled. He wrote back, 'And as will I with you.' He closed his phone and got on the blacked out plane for Romania.

Bulma made it through the never ending day of meetings and work. She got home to find the house empty and messages on the answering machine. She went over and pushed the button.

"Message 1 today at 5pm."

"Hi B! Me, 18 and the boys decided to go out on a double date. I hope you don't mind. We'll be home later tonight. Love you bunches!"

'Thought they would do something like that. Oh, well.'

"Message 2 today at 5:15pm."

"HI BULMA! It's mom! Your father and I were wondering if you would join us for dinner tonight! I love you, see you later! Oh, I hope you can come."

'Well, I guess I could go over there for dinner, since I have nothing else to do on a Tuesday.' Bulma grabbed her keys and went back outside. As she got in her car, she heard a tap on the window, she looked up to see Yamacha standing there.

"Can you roll down the window please?"

Bulma cracked the window, "What do you want?"

"I wanted to talk to you. I miss you."

"Well, I don't miss you. Now if you will excuse me I have a dinner to get to."

"Bulma please! That guy your seeing now is all wrong for you!"

Bulma put the car into drive and looked back at Yamacha, "You don't know him. Good bye Yamacha and leave me alone!" Bulma drove off, running over Yamacha's foot.

'Not again!' Yamacha thought as he grabbed his foot.

A few minutes later, Bulma came pulling up to the housing part of Capsule Corporation. She walked inside to find her mother making dinner. "Hey mom! I'm here."

Mrs. Briefs looked up from the stove. "Oh, Bulma. I'm so glad you could join us. Please sit down sweetie."

"Thanks mom." Bulma sat at the bar stool at the counter.

"Can I get you anything to drink?"

"No I'll get it mom." Bulma got up and walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. "Hey mom?"

"Yes."

"Do you ever remember me having weird dreams when I was little?"

Mrs. Briefs looked up at Bulma with a confused look on her face. "What brought this up?"

"I've been having a couple of weird dreams the last couple nights. And the weird thing is they seem so real, like it's happened."

Mrs. Briefs took the pot off the stove and set it on some pads, "Well, you use to wake up crying when you were younger. And when I would come in asking you, you couldn't remember. I'm sorry sweetie but that's all I know."

"Know what?"

Both women turned to see Dr. Briefs come walking in.

"Nothing dad."

Dr. Briefs took his seat at the table and started to read the paper, "Bulma you did a great job today."

Bulma went and sat in the chair to the left of him, "Thanks, dad, but it was nothing."

Looking up from his paper, "But it was. Thank you for that."

"Your welcome."

Mrs. Briefs came up and set the food on the table, "Eat up."

After eating in silence for a while Mrs. Briefs finally spoke up, "So Bulma, how is that new guy your seeing?"

Dr. Briefs looked up, "Your already seeing someone else?"

"His name is Vegeta, and yes. We are doing good, he's going out of town for a few days."

"Oh, that's nice. Have you even talked to Yamacha?"
"Mother! I have spoken to him, but there is no chance of being with him again."

"I'm just saying dear. He has been here and he tells us how much he misses you."

Bulma stood up and slammed her fists on the table, "This is why you invited me to dinner! To lecture me about taking a guy, who cheated on me several times by the way, and make life all happy for you again! No. I'm leaving. Love you both and see ya later." Bulma grabbed her keys and walked out and went home.

Vegeta finally landed in Oradea, his plane pulled into a private air strip where a car was waiting. Vegeta got out and looked around, grabbed his bag and got into the car. "So nice of you to join us brother."

Vegeta lite a cigarette, "Fuck you, Tarble. Now let's get going and get this over with." Soon they arrived at a very large house. The brothers got out and went in with servants following behind with Vegeta's bag. The boys waited in a large room when they heard a voice coming downstairs. They turned to see a withered old woman walking with a cane. She walked up the Vegeta and slapped him. "What the fuck was that for!"

She slapped him again, "Don't you dare speak to your grandmother that way young man!"

"My apologies grandmother, where is she."

"You have to go up to her, she's gotten worse. Now both you boys go. I'll have a meal ready when you come back down."

The brothers climbed the stairs and went down a dark hallway. As they got to the door, it opened and a young man around their age came out. "Tarble." The man turned to Vegeta, "Long time no see Vegeta. Your mother is resting but she told me to tell you to come in."

"Turles." Vegeta and Tarble continued into the room.

"Mother." Tarble said as he went to stand to the right side of her bed.

"Tarble my sweet boy." She grabbed his hand, looked up at him and smiled. She then turned to Vegeta, "You. Come here." Her voice turned cold. Vegeta rolled his eyes and went to stand on the left side of the bed. "Is this what it takes for you to come see me? On my death bed!"

"Yes it does, Teofila."

"I'm your mother and you will address me as such!"

"Like hell I will."

Tarble leaned close to his mother, "Mother please your health."

"Tarble I'm dieing anyways. Yelling at that no good brother of yours won't make a difference to me. Vegeta, you must know why I call you here."

"I'm not marrying some bimbo that you choose. I have that right to myself." Vegeta began to walk out of the room.

"Why Vegeta, you honestly still believe that your heart belongs to that human girl that was killed by her own mother do you?"

Vegeta stopped with his hand on the door knob, "That's none of your damn business. I hope you have a great death." Vegeta walked out of the room and back downstairs, he pulled out his phone and dialed Bulma's number.

After two rings, "Hello?"

"Hey beautiful."

"Oh, hi Vegeta. Did you have a good flight?"

"It was ok."

"That's nice. How is your mother?"

"Wonderful as always." Vegeta cringed to say that.

"Oh."

"How was your day?"

"Good, I went to have dinner with my parents and they started in on me about giving my ex another shot. I yelled at them and left. So overall, ok. I miss you."

"I miss you too..."

"VEGETA! Dinner is ready!"

"Vegeta who's that?"

"My grandmother. I have to go. I will be back in a few days."

"Ok."

"I was hoping, when I get back we can go on another date?"

"I would love that."

"Great. See you then."

"Alright, bye."

"Bye."

Vegeta hung up the phone and headed to the kitchen.