Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Always Remember Me ❯ Chapter 3

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Vitaila couldn’t believe it she had been on earth for about a month now it was complete different form her space travels and for once she felt at ease. Sakana had adjusted well to this Earth life she and Bulma had bonded quickly and were coastally shopping at that thing they call a mall. She had fallen in love with her three Grandchildren and found she liked to spoil them. The one thing that bothered her was her and Vegeta’s relationship it was still on the rocks. Of course Bulma toled her it was nothing to worry about it was just how Vegeta is with new people. She sighed to herself as she walked downstairs to the kitchen to see her son rummaging in the fridge.

“ I can make you something if you want” she said softly as she approached him.

“ I can cook perfectly fine, Thank you” he replied gruffly not even bothering to look at her.

“Im sure you can I was, I was just offering my help”

“And I don’t need it thank you” he said closing the door of the fridge with his food and putting all the food he gathered on the counter.

“Papa, Papa what’s ya making” Socks asked as she ran over to him n hugged his leg.

Vegeta just smiled at her n rubbed her head. “Food Princess”

“ I know that silly what kind of food, are you making dinner cause mommy’s working late” she question staring up at him

“Yes princess Im”

“Cool I like when you cool papa is Grandma Vitaila gona help you”

“No princess I can cook all by myself”

“But she cooks good to and then you can have dinner done faster”

“Princess go play inside I’ll call you when dinners ready, ok” he was getting slightly annoyed as he always did when others tried to have Vitaila help him. He lived with out her for practicability his whole life and he didn’t need her now or so he toled himself.

Vitaila sighed and picked up Socks. “Don’t worry honey daddy can do it by him self he’s a big boy he doesn’t need my help.”

“But Trunks is a big boy and he needs mommy’s help all the time, Goten to!” she said throwing her hands up in the air to express her thoughts as most little kids do.

“Im bigger than Trunks Sukkusu he’s little boy im a grown man there’s a difference” Vegeta said form his cooking.

“But Papa no one ever to big for there mommy’s help, that’s what mommy said”

“Your mother talks to much”

“Vegeta don’t say things like that to her” Vitaila scolded her oldest

“I can say what I want to my children when I want when ever I want, Mother” he said the mother with such bitterness and sarcasm.

Vitaila winched as she been slapped as he said that. “You should never bad mouth your wife to your children I don’t care who you think you are Vegeta but this has to stop between us” she said as she walked out of the room with Socks on her hip.

“Stupid women think they can tell me what to do, who do they think they are im fucking Prince Vegeta I don’t take crap form stupid weak woman” he grumbled to himself as he cooked.

“Hey dad im starving!” Trunks practicability yelled as he came in form the back door which started Vegeta who had been in his own little world mumbling about woman.

“Fuck!” Vegeta yelled as he sliced his finger with the knife he was using to cut the meat with.

Trunks looked over at Vegeta he was used to hearing him curse so it didn’t started him “uh, you ok dad”

“No im not ok Trunks I almost cut of my fucking finger because you startled me” He mumbled as he walked over to the sink and ran his finger under the water.

“I caught you off guard ?!” Trunks yelled in utter shock, Vegeta always went on and on about how he’s never off guard.

Vegeta looked up form his finger and over to his son “No” he cursed himself for saying he was caught off guard.

“No I caught you off guard!” Trunks yelled excitably and jumped “Oh wow wait till I tell Goten about this he’ll flip”

“If you value your life and your sleep you’ll do no such thing brat” Vegeta said thready as he glared at his son, holding a paper towel around his finger”

“Mom and grandma wont let you do nutting” Trunks said with a wicked smirk he had picked up form his father.

“Boy don’t test me I don’t take orders form woman, you tell this to anyone and I’ll have you train before school and after till you pass out”

“Yea and mom will make you sleep on the couch if you try” Still smirking and very determined to win this fight with his father.

“Boy! Don’t you tell me what I can and cannot do” Vegeta’s cut was bleeding pretty bad and his paper towel was blood red, but as ususal the Saiyan prince didn’t care “ Im calling your mother now brat,” he said grabbing the phone and hit the speed dial for Bulma’s private line.

“Hello Bulma Briefs, how may I help you”

“Woman don’t be coy with me you know only im the only one with this number”

“Oh fuck off Vegeta what’s the hell is wrong with you now”

“Your Son”

“Our son Vegeta and he has a name remember, its Trunks”

“Woman! Im not in the fucking mood for you” he was so annoyed he was growling

“Babe calm down geese what the hell did he do to get you so pissed”

“He’s threatening me, trying to take away my authority as a parent” he said glaring at Trunks who was still smirking “And he wont stop fucking smirking!”

“Babe breath you’re his father he cant take that away form you, don’t be so pissed he’s only acting like you.”

“I Do not act like this woman”

“Oh yes you do Vegeta and call me Woman one more time and you’ll be suffering form blue balls for the next month” she said trying to get him to shut up when she heard him growl at her.

“Geta just calm down send him to his room or whatever you’re his parent do what you thinks best, just calm down”

She sighed because Vegeta was still growling “Geta have your mom deal with him”

“Woman don’t you ever fucking say that again!! I can handle the dame brat I don’t need Her help!”

“Ok, ok baby I wasn’t saying you cant handle him I was suggesting you should let her do it cause he’s pissing you off so much I didn’t mean to offend you im sorry ok, put trunks on da phone”

Vegeta didn’t say anything and shoved the phone towards Trunks who took it and talked to Bulma for a few minuets.

“Dad your finger its really bad, yea he cut it before mom uh huh ok, ok yea see you bye” he said hanging up the phone “im sorry dad oh and moms coming home to look at your finger.” Trunks said as he walked out of the room

Vegeta just wanted to scream but decided not to as he let him self slid down the wall. He was just angry, frustrated and his finger was stinging like a bitch.

“Daddy” bura said as she stuck her head in the door “Daddy are you ok?”

“Fine princess” he didn’t move form his spot against the wall his head was now pounding.

“You don’t look ok daddy” she said walking closer to him to examine him. “Daddy your bleeding all over” the blood form the paper towel had now leaked down his hand and was making a small puddle on the floor.

“Its ok Bura go back in side” he was speaking soft as the pain in his head overwhelmed his senses.

Bura pouted not used to seeing her big strong daddy like this and sniffled.

“Don’t cry little one im fine I promise just go back in side” he was trying to be strong as the pain got worse if Bura wasn’t there he would have doubled over in pain.

“Ok daddy but im gona tell Grandma your hurt” she said walking out of the room

If he wasn’t in so much pain he would have yelled at her not to but as soon as she left he let out a loud groan of pain an curled up. Everyone in a while he’d get the worse migraine they usually left him violently sick Bulma wanted to do tests to make sure it wasn’t anything to serious but he always refused. He swallowed down the vomit that threatened to come out and prayed the pain would pass soon before he ripped his skull apart.

Bulma walked in the front door putting her things down and looked at Trunks. “Were having a talk later Mister.”

Trunks just sighed and nodded knowing he went to far before with his dad he was surprised his dad didn’t hit him or anything something must be you.

“Mommy daddy’s hurt in the kitchen he’s bleeding” Bura ran over to her mother informing her of her fathers injuries.

“Thanks baby” Bulma said kissing her head and rushing to the kitchen where she found Vegeta curled into a ball shaking “shit geta” She ran over to him and pulled him into her.

Vegeta could only burry his head in her stomach and groan as a new wave of pain hit him.

“Geta talk to me its another headache?”

His breathing was ragged and his face was scrunched tight in pain he couldn’t find the words to speak and nodded.

“Ok shit Vegeta you gotta let me check this out” she started to panic cause this was the worse she’d see him.

Vegeta only shook his head n turned away form her as he threw up on there kitchen floor, he was shaking uncontrollably and was covered in cold sweat. Which was freaking Bulma out.

“Geta im calling 911, your going to the hospital your to sick.”

Vegeta wanted to scream no but he was to weak and only managed to throw up again when he went to say it, he had tears in his eyes form the pain and the burring of his through.

“Its going to be ok Geta I promise” she said kissing and stroking his head hating to see him in so much pain.

The ambulance came about 15 minuets later Bulma had gotten Vitaila to take the kids upstairs so they didn’t have to see how much pain Vegeta was in. Knowing it would scare them and hurt Vegeta’s Pride. She was just so scared seeing as Vegeta kept getting worse by the minuet. “ I knew I should have done those test im so stupid” she mutter to her self as she climbed in the ambulance and took his hand, she could tell he was scared by the look in his eyes.

“Its ok baby im with you im not going to leave you I promise” she said stroking his face knowing how much he hated hospitals cause they reminded him of his time with Frieza and all those sick things that bastard did to her poor husband.

Vegeta wanted to scream he was all ready hyperventilating he wanted to believe his wife but he was just to scared. Yes the saiyan prince was terrified he had suffered so much under Frieza’s hand. He was his personal sex slave, Guiena Pig and so much more. Vegeta was extremely clostopobic and hated being in the ambulance he felt like he was being suffocated. He freaked out when the EMT put an oxygen mask over his face.

“Geta baby please calm down just look at me ok I wont let anyone hurt u just hold my hand and look at me everything going to be ok I promise” She hated seeing him like this when he let all his walls down you could truly see how broken he was form his years under frieza.

He held her hand tightly especially as new waves of pain hit him and he yelled out in pain.

“Were almost there geta hang on baby please” she kissed his head and rubbed his arm trying to comfort him in any way she could.

All Vegeta could do was let out painful yells and screams he wanted to rip his hair out but found they had strapped his hands down to the bed which scared him and he started pulling at the restraints breathing fast and rapping clearly having a panic attack.

“Vegeta baby stop please your going to hurt your self your with me baby its me Bulma its ok just clam down” she squeezed his hand letting some of her own tears fall she was so sacred for her husband.

Vegeta kept pulling at the restraints and yelled as he saw the EMT guy pulling out a needle “No” he yelled trying to pull away but finding him self to weak to because of the intense amount of pain he was in form the headache.

“baby clam down” she grabbed his face in her hands trying to make him realize he was with her and safe cause she knew he was so dissociated with his headache he thought he was back with frieza.

Vegeta couldn’t and he screamed in pain when the EMT gave him the sedate trying to calm him down before he hurt him self “Were almost there Mr. Vegeta Briefs just stay calm,”

Vegeta had tears coming down his face and he silently called out for Bulma.
“Geta baby im right here, baby its ok your with me” She wiped his tears away and kissed his lips lightly and stroked his head.

The sentive calmed him down but his brow was still furrowed in pain and the tears were still falling.

They arrived at the hospital a few minuets later the ride screamed so long to Bulma as she held Vegeta’s hand as they wheeled him into the hospital.

Bulma watched as the doctors got Vegeta in a room and hooked up to monitors and machines. “Mrs. Vegeta Briefs”

Bulma glanced up form Vegeta to his dr. “Yes”

“We’d like to ask you a few questions”

Bulma just nodded and went back to playing with Vegeta’s hair.

“Does your husband suffer form any physiological problems”

“Yes he suffered a bad childhood,” she sighed knowing Vegeta hated admitting this to anyone “he was raped over a long period of time when he was younger, and torched, used as a medical guinea pig by his abductor, he was also abused mentally and physically.”

The doctors eyes widen “has he spoken to anyone about this”

“Just me, he also very clostopobic and he gets these horrible headaches everyone and a while but there always worse than the last one”

the doctor nodded “we’ll do a series of tests and see what we come up with, ill be back in a little bit to start the blood work.” he said as he left the room.

Bulma gazed down at her prince who looked so unlike his ususal cocky self he was pail, you can tell he was still in pain and he looked exhausted. She lent down and kissed his four head “my poor prince” she whimpered and sat down next to him holding his hand tightly in hers.

The doctor came back a after a while and drew blood form the prince who was currently knocked out with all the sentives they gave him.

Bulma called Capusal corp and explained to Vitaila what was going on. Vitaila was shocked and horrified when she heard what her son was put threw with Frieza and realized why he hated her so much. She had ruined his life because if her he was toured for most of his life.

Bulma smiled a little as she saw Vegeta stirring in his sleep “ hey sleepy head” she whimpered

Vegeta opened his eyes and groaned at the light, he quickly shut them tight. He realized Bulma was there and he squeezed her hand sightly.

“How you feeling Geta”

“Like I got beaten to an inch of my life, my heads killing me still”

Bulma sighed. “You really scared me today Geta, the doctors are running tests to see what’s wrong, Geta they want to do a MRI”

“MRI? What’s that”

“It’s to see your brain activity it might be able to find out what’s causing your headaches.” she said playing with his hair

“A stupid machine could do that” It almost amazed him.

“Yea the only down side Is it’s a very tight space” she said glaceing down at his face.

“How tight of a space are we talking about”

“Well it would be this far away form your face,” she said holding her hand about 5 inches form his face and you’d be laying down flat so the walls would come to about here” she said holding her arms to his sides.

“You mean I have to be fully incased in this machine.” he was starting to panic the only way you could tell was by his eyes.

She started rubbing his arm trying to calm him down “Your feet would be out, and you could see out of the machine form there”

“I... I don’t know if” he took a deep breath “if I want to do this”

“Geta I’d be there with you the whole time I promise, we have to do this your headaches are getting to bad.”

“Bulma I don’t want to be incased in some metal contraption”
“Baby its not like that it cant hurt you I promise please Vegeta do this so we can find out why you get those bad headaches.” Trying to comfort him she slid next to him on the bed and put her head on his shoulder. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you like that again Vegeta I promise so you don’t have to worry.” Bulma smiled when Vegeta wrapped his arm around her and buried her face in her hair and nodded.

“You wont leave me right” he whispered softly so only she could hear him.

“Of course not, I’ll be with you for every second ticking your feet”

“Don’t touch my feet Woman” he said gruffly hating when she’d tickled him as she called it.

“Its fun to see you squirm”

“No its fun to see you squirm underneath me” he said with a smirk.

“Your such a perv” laughing she hit his shoulder.

“If you say so Woman”

“I do say so Vegeta and we both know my name is not Woman”

“Yes is Bulma”

“Good boy”

“I am not a dog”

“No you’re a good little monkey” she felt him tense when she said that and pull away “Geta im sorry baby I didn’t mean it” Realizing her mistake as she called him by a nickname the beast that had done this to him had.

Taking a deep breath to sought his all ready jumpy nerves. “Its ok” he sighed as Bulma went back to playing with his hair.

“I’ll go tell the doctor you agreed to the MRI,” Bulma said and sat up only to be grabbed by Vegeta. “I’ll be right baby I promise baby” she kissed his head and smiled at him as she left the room.


AN: wow hey you guys its been what 2-3 years since I updated this ... man lol time fly’s well I kinda have an idea of what’s going to happen and I’ll start writing chapter 4 later today. This fic kinda took an unexpected turn for me but I think I might just like it I hope you do give me some ideas if you have any lol. Should They find a tumor, a chip or nothing?? Lol let me know what you all think till later - Pannybaby