Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Dangerous Bounty ❯ Recollections; The Celay Mafia ( Chapter 7 )

AN; hello minna! Not much happening in this chap just a little more of Bulma's past is revealed. Thank you everyone who has been making suggestions they really do help though I'm still undecided. And also a special thanks to Selenity Jade who took the time and reviewed every single chapter ^.^ you were right my review count did jump! Lol every one seems to want me to kill Yamcha very soon, but I think he may have a use later so I don't plan on killing him off anytime soon. Would you believe I don't hate him…I just find him very convenient to put in the place of a villain. Makes for some lovely angsty betrayal. Anyways on with chapter 7!

Chapter 7

Recollections; The Celay Mafia

"Listen B", he said standing, "They're playing our song. Dance with me, and then tell me your decision." He offered his hand to her, she sighed and took it. He led her to the dance floor where they were playing a haunting upbeat melody that had at one time been their song. They danced together and many eyes had turned on the pair as they moved skillfully across the dance floor. Bulma paused for a moment and tossed her cape into the booth, revealing a tight black mini dress that she had bought that very day. She had liked it so much that she had decided to wear it home. It was studded with small decorative jewels that formed to create a pattern of a Chinese dragon. The dress glittered in the lights of the club as her and her partner spun about the room. She almost began to feel like it really was the old days, the days before everything had gone awry.

As he lead her away from dance floor she suddenly felt rather lightheaded and before she knew just what was happening she had blacked out. She did not however fall into the realm of peaceful unconsciousness, instead she fell into and uneasy dream of a time when things were happier, and a time when all hell had broke loose.

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Yamcha Wolfe, he had been her lover, her friend, and her partner. Often he would help her hunt down the bounties she pursued. She had trusted him, she had told him of her past, and of her true identity. But Yamcha was not as simple as he seemed, he'd gotten involved in a dangerous game, working for the Mafia of planet Celay. It was a ruthless organization run by the mysterious Dekim. She had often warned Yamcha to stay as far away from that man as possible. He just gave her a terrible feeling of apprehension. There was definitely something not right about the man. She had met him only once when Yamcha had insisted she accompany him to dinner with a few of his mafia buddies. She had had a bad feeling about it, but she had gone regardless. The dinner had gone seemingly well, that is until Dekim had shown up. He had seemed very interested in her as soon as he had laid his eyes upon her, his cold lifeless blue eyes. She had to repress a shudder those eyes reminded her so much of something from her past life, something she did not care to remember. Yamcha had introduced her as being his girlfriend, of which she was, and he had simply said that her name was Bulma.

This very name seemed to spark an odd interest in Dekim. He had heard that name somewhere before. He held out a hand to her and she took it and lightly shook it, instantly perceiving that something about this man was not at all right. The man had attempted to engage in conversation with her, however she would tell him no more then the scantiest of details. She was not, after all, naïve. It was quite apparent to her, that despite his appearance, this old man could be extremely dangerous. And she couldn't have been more right.

That very night after she had gone home Yamcha had been pulled aside and questioned. Threatened with numerous slow and agonizing deaths, he had told all that he knew of Bulma's past. The next day she has nearly been kidnapped, but that unfortunate fool had quickly met his death by her own hand. After that the Celay Mafia must have decided that she was far too dangerous to be allowed to live. There were several assassination attempts, which all failed miserably, the assassins usually found dead at the gates of Dekim's home, Bulma's not so subtle attempt at warning them off, unfortunately it just seemed to encourage them all the more that she had to be dealt with.

So they had sent out one last assassin, one of their very best, The Black Wolfe. And in that last confrontation she allowed this one assassin to live, because she could not bring her self to kill the man she loved. She had let him go, she had had him at her mercy and she had let him go. She had told him to leave the mafia, to let them think him dead, and then she had vanished without a trace. She had snuck aboard a transport and left that planet. She wandered around many planets avoiding the Celay mafia, until finally she had settled down in the southern quadrant of the galaxy in a place as far away from Celay and Yamcha that she could find. She found a place for herself on Calopia, in a small town named Jepar, though she would travel all over the planet, taking only the largest of bounties. She had grown far colder and much more merciless after the incident on Celay, and was not known to grant mercy to anyone. She had begun to wonder just when it was that she had lost her humanity.

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"Bulma…Bulma"

Yamcha's concerned voice broke through her thoughts. Bulma's eyes snapped open and she took in her surroundings. She was no longer at the club and she was not back in her hotel room that was for certain. She glared sharply at Yamcha and sent him a questioning glance.

"Were in my apartment babe," he explained. "Now that you know that would you mind telling me just what the hell happened back there!"

"I'm sorry I just blanked out there for a minute, I'm fine," she said in a rather flat tone.

Yamcha just looked at her skeptically, but let it slide, "Whatever you say babe, whatever you say."

She cocked an eyebrow at him and smirked, "That's right, whatever I say."

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Well how was that? I would still like to hear some more original suggestions for B's secret, and I really want it to have nothing to do with technology because that's a smidge too much like Promised. Thanks to those of you whom have given me suggestions, rather through reviews or email!

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