Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Beware Criminal ❯ Default CH.2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: KiraAso

Beware Criminal Chapter 2

Goku's P.O.V

This was the same scenario that has been unfolding for a year almost every night. I would find Bulma whimpering and cowering in a fetal position in a corner. I'll ask and she'll say that she doesn't know anything.

Bullshit.

For some reason she seemed to want to protect this person that was assaulting her. She doesn't want me to kill him and although she is my best friend it doesn't stop me form wanting to kill this stranger. I mean what if he kills her? Then what? I often have to quell the urge to wring the truth out of her. Its times like this I almost wish I didn't know her as well as I did. Then I wouldn't have to get up at the crack of dawn nearly everyday. And to make matters worse she tries to hide it.

Underneath all of that makeup and the false cheery demeanor. I was but a few that knew the truth. And the lies... I mean really can you honestly fall down the stairs and get not one but two shiners the size of tennis balls on your face, or bruises that are clearly the outcome of forced contact?

"Goku are you alright you've been standing there all night" The large mirror I stood in front of enabled me to see her.

“Yeah Bulma I'm fine... its you I'm worried about" She instantly made a face and said nothing.

"Bulma, when I find this person regardless of who he is, I'm going to kill him. I don't care about why you're trying to save him" She blanched and opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off "Bulma don't! I can see right through you, all the makeup and the smiles and I have to tell you this doesn't suit me. You don't want to be saved so what should I do? I can't leave you to get killed! So if you want this to stop then you're going to have to quit acting like you don't know anything"

She just stood there gaping like fish, before she turned on her heel and left the room. She's so weak. What has this person done to her?

Vegeta sat all alone in a small nearly pitch black corner of the bar and barked at the bartender, his way of telling him to come to his table. He pointed at one of the drinks on the menu. The bartender didn't think he talked much but it was just that Vegeta didn't know how to pronounce the name of the drink. All the man ever said was,

"You there with the funny looking face!" The bartender wanted to tell him off but the mans demeanor told him it wasn't worth it the trouble. On any normal night the stranger with the flame like hair and receding hairline didn't go past four bottles of whiskey. But tonight it looked like he was going for broke. It was bad enough the man stumbled out of the bar every night pissy drunk, looking as haggard as a bum, but tonight he might have one of his buddies drag him out into a nearby alley.

He put Vegeta's Alize and before it left his handed Vegeta snatched it and downed it in 5 rough gulps.

"More" he rasped. He flung the empty bottled to parts unknown and someone screamed.

"Hey what the fuck?! That hit me you little bastard" Vegeta ignored him and continued staring off into space.

"Hey asshole, I'm talking to you!"

The man he hit stalked over to him and yanked him up by his shirt. The mans breath stank of liquor, stale cigarettes and some other unidentifiable scent. How 'bout I fuck you up you little shit" Vegeta smirked. "The only thing fucking me up is your breath" The man growled and looked around to his friends. "Hey boys, what say we make an example out of this fuck" "Yeah!" His friends cheered.

"You don't look scared, I'll change that". The man cocked his fist back to strike Vegeta and waited for the look of fear. Nobody saw Vegeta's hand raise and spread out against the mans chest until it was too late. A bright light filled the bar and screams filled his ears.

A melodious tune indeed.

Seconds later he stood in the debris of the bar. This was the second bar he had destroyed because of some human's ignorance. And he liked that place.

It didn't matter.

Humans were expendable.

Bulma P.O.V

Before I married Vegeta, Goku had warned me that he was a little 'out there'. That was an understatement. Vegeta was certifiable. But only I knew the secret he harbored. That why he always hurt me. To make sure I would never tell. Why would I do a thing like that?

Before I could get in another coherent thought edgewise my door was flung open. "Oh Bulma thank goodness your alright" Chichi stood there, looking every bit the warriors housewife she was. "What are you doing here" Her face faulted a bit. She grabbed a seat and practically made herself at home. “I heard all the rumors; people are starting to talk"

"So?"

"So? You should be trying to get yourself together I would imagine that you---" "Chichi why are you here?" I asked stiffly. She squinted and reached up to touch my face. I flinched instinctively. I didn't mean to but I couldn't help it. "Why don't you let us help you I could let you stay with us in---" "Chichi I don't need your help whatever you heard isn't true, I just had a little accident in the lab" "Accident" she sneered, "Everybody and their dogs know someone's beating on you"

Ouch that hurt!

"Now I have my ideas on who it might be and you don't have to be scared because my Go---" "Chichi" This was the third time I had cut her off. She's getting too close. "I don't know where you're getting your information from but it's not true, besides I don't think its any of your business" I got up and walked to the door hoping she would follow.

She did.

"Bulma this isn't like you and as your friend I'm going to help you whether you like it or not" "Chi, I'll be alright don't worry" I gave her a reassuring smile hoping that shed buy it and leave me alone. "Well ok B, but call me if anything's up" "I'll do that" I said with the enthusiasum of a grapefruit. I led her into the hallway and watched her turn and walk down the hall.

"Chichi", she turned around.

"Did Goku tell you?"

"Does it matter?" I shrugged and closed the door. Before I could do anything else someone was knocking on my door. I didn't want to answer it but if I didn't the person would come in any way. I didn't have a lock on my door. He didn't want me to have one, said it meant that I didn't want him.

I did, back then.

But now... I'd do anything to be away from him.

Not that I could. Not when I knew what no one else knew. He had to keep a close eye on me. The knocking grew substantially louder and I stood there staring off into space. I didn't realize the person had opened the door and had come in until I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey what wrong you ok? I was knocking pretty loud out there"

"I can't leave if I know" I babbled mindlessly. He cocked his head to the side in confusion. "What? What did you say?" As if a loud clap of thunder had sounded I jumped and looked around.

Shit.

"Huh?"

"You said something"

No I didn't. I ignored him.

"What's up?" He seemed to have forgotten what I said and smiled nervously. "Err, Chichi asked that I come up here and speak to you, She wants to know what's going on" "Sure she does" I said dryly. "What if I don't want her to know"

"Yeah, well..."

"She doesn't need to know anything she just wants the latest new in someone's business, very Chichi-like" I thought I saw a look of contempt pass over in his eyes at the insult to his wife. Who cares it was true. "Well", he said again. "Do you want us to stay or do you---" "Stay" I said quickly.

"Anything else?"

"No" he left.

I curled up into a ball and I must have slept longer than I thought because the next thin in knew I was being shaken awake. "Bulma wake up" I jumped up and threw my hands over my face spontaneously. When nothing happened I opened my eyes.

Goku stood there looking at me "Oh sorry I just thought..." "I know. Don't worry I bought Trunks and Goten over. Couldn't leave them at the house unless tattered wood and broken glass is your idea of a home" We both had a good laugh at that. He laughed longer after I had stopped and I watched him carefully. Why doesn't Vegeta laugh? Beside the evil cackle and smirk he never even cracked a smile. Goku stopped laughing and looked at me looking at him. "What?"

"You're gorgeous" I blurted out.

The instant it came out I wished it would go back in. He turned away and headed for the door. "I think you should come down and see Trunks before..." I knew. I nodded and followed him. The first thing that greeted me as I stepped into the kitchen was big blue eyes and a head full of lavender.

The wind was knocked out of me as he literally jumped into my arms.

"MOMMY!!!!" "MOMMY, MOMMY I MISSED YOU!!!!!!!" I winced. He was screaming right in ear. "Oi Trunks not so loud" He wiggled out of my arms and started jumping up and down.

"Mommy, mommy guess what me and Goten did this weekend?" "Goten and I, Honey, what did you do?" "We played Crash Bandicoot and race car games; remember the one you gave me for Christmas. Yeah that one, and we wrestled and sparred and pillow fighted and---" "Wow Trunks that's a lot but tell me about it later I---" "Mom can I go over to Goten's again for his birthday?"

Oh I had forgotten.

"Uh...sure you can" Anything to get him out of this house, away from all the pain and hate.

"Happy Birthday Goten"

"Hontou ne arigatou gozimasu Bulma-san"

I giggled. He sounded so much like Goku when he was his age.

I looked over at him and saw that he had his head down and seemed to be contemplating something. I wanted to go over there and talk to him but decided that it would be best if I stayed over here.

"Otousaan can aunty Bulma-san come?" His head jerked up and he looked at Goten with wide eyes. "Oh that's quite alright, uh, I'm busy with work. I'll send you presents ok?" Goten nodded and pushed Trunks, who pushed him back and they ran outside to spar. Goku and I were alone.

"Um Goku I didn't mean for that to happen back I... I didn't mean it not to say that you're not good-looking or anything... you are... no your not I mean you are. I'm sorry. I... I don't know what to say" He didn't say anything and I dint think he would. "Why did you say it then?"

"Because you are" I didn't hesitate to say it. It was after-all true.

"Have you always thought that?"

"Yes"

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing I just... thought about it all of a sudden" He laughed. Why? "Don't worry about it too much I actually get that a lot, I just wasn't expecting it from you" "Oh" Chichi walked in and I could tell that she sensed something wrong immediately. "What's going on?" The tension in the air was so thick it could have been blood. "Nothing" I said quickly. "Well I thought that you guys would hungry so made some dinner" "Where are the boys?"

"Outside"

She smiled nervously and called them both in. She might as well have been both of their mothers, as Trunks now spends most of his time at her house.

"Kasaan" Goten cried, leaping into his mothers arms. She laughed and chided him, "Goten now you know not to play at the dinner table" She set the food out and we ate in nail biting silence.

Trunks and Goten slurped as much food as they could into their eight year old stomachs. "Err... So Bulma tomorrows Goten's Birthday and---" "I can't make it" The meal resumed in silence. "Does it have something to do with---?"

"Chichi!" Goku scolded.

She was shocked. "Well pardon me I was just asking, yeesh"

Goten and Trunks finished their meal and ran out the back door. Normally I would have bit Trunks' head off about leaving his dishes on the table but not today. Goku stood up and took his dishes to the sink as did Chichi and both cast their glances on me. "You can go it's alright I... I'll work in the lab" Chichi frowned and walked to the door. Turning around she said, "Careful of another accident" Goku followed her with his head down and didn't give me a second glance.

I was hoping I would get lucky tonight and maybe Vegeta wouldn't come home. I walked to the living room and prepared for a little bit or R&R. I didn't even get to close my eyes before.

My luck didn't stand a chance.

He glared down at me. I could smell the liquor on his breath. It was almost suffocating. "What was the harpy doing here?" "I don't know" He glared harder as if he didn't like my answer. "I don't want her back here" I wanted to tell him that he had no say-so in who comes in my house, but I knew better. "I'm huuungry, where's my dinnnner?" His speech was slurred, but he tried not to show it.

"I'll have to order some food we ran out of groceries" It wasn't entirely a lie but it wasn't exactly the truth either. There was enough food in the house but not to last. He grunted, satisfied with my answer. "Then go and get food" I got up and went to the phone.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm ordering some food"

"NO! Go and buy the food from the store" Without another word I headed for the door. "And get me some liquor!", he called.

I wanted to walk, but knew that if I didn't return soon with his food that he would hunt me down and embarrass me in public. I started the car and backed out of the driveway. Maybe, if I was lucky I would have a nasty “accident”. Besides, who'll care when I'm gone? Certainly not Vegeta, my death would be the least of his worries.

Perhaps Goku might care…

I quickly directed my thoughts elsewhere. I didn't really need to think about that right now. BEEEEEEPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “Shit!!!!”

“Hey, watch where your going you whore!!!!!!” I stomped on the brakes and prepared to give this man a piece of my mind. “Oh, kick rocks you fuck!!!!!” The man laid on his horn louder causing a few people to start getting out of their cars and stalk over to the man. I put the car in gear and drove off leaving the man to fend for himself. I glanced at my watch and cursed. No way had I been out here for 20 minutes unless…

“SHIT!!!!!” I passed the store. I made a U- turn and drove at break-neck speed towards my destination.

Did you like it? If so please review. I will update when I feel and no sooner. Please review because I bust my ass writing this story and this is only the second chapter. The next chapters will always be 5 pages or more.

JA'NE