Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bonding ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

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A/N: No. I'm not dead. I just took a little break from writing to get my personal live back in order. But now I'm back and I plan to update at least once every three weeks. I hope everybody is satisfied with that. Also my Website has moved. The new address is http://princessyente.bravehost.com

 

 

Chapter 5

 

Vegeta looked around the expensive looking office. He was sitting on a large black leather chair. It was one off those chairs you bought to impress. Since it was not a comfortable one.

It had been six months since he had gotten Bulma to talk. Six months since he had found out the truth. He clenched his fists as he thought back to the day he finally heard the truth.

 

It had been on that day Yamcha paid his unexpected visit…

 

Flashback:

 

Vegeta sighed. It had been two hours since Yamcha had left and Bulma still hadn't calmed down. He had managed to get her to stop screaming a half hour ago. Now he just held her trembling form in his arms as they stood in front of the window.

 

He stood there holding her and wondering. Wondering when she was finally going to speak and tell him Yamcha had been the one who had hurt her.

 

He knew from Bulma's reaction earlier it had to have been Yamcha. `So why am I waiting for her to say it? I could leave and kill him right now.' Vegeta closed his eyes.

 

“Why are you protecting him, Bulma?” He whispered softly. “Are you that afraid off him?” Bulma stopped trembling and stepped away from him. She sat down on the bed and looked at the floor. For a while she seemed lost in thought. Then she sighed and looked him in the eyes.

 

“Alright, I'll talk. But only if you promise not to harm him.” Vegeta started to protest but Bulma silenced him by raising her hand. “I Know what you're thinking, Vegeta. He's a rapist and he does not deserve to live. And you're right. He needs to be punished. But I don't want to do it by simply killing him.” Vegeta narrowed his eyes.

 

“Then how do you want to do it?” Bulma gave a Vegeta like smirk.

 

“I want to make him suffer. I want to make him feel the pain that I felt when he used me.” She hissed in anger that boarded insanity. Vegeta gulped when he saw the pure furie in her eyes. He was glad he wasn't in Yamcha's shoes.

 

“How long have you been planning this?”

 

“Since the moment I regained consciousness.” Vegeta nodded in realization.

 

“That's why you didn't speak. So nobody would be suspicious.”

 

“I wanted everybody, especially Yamcha, to think that I was to afraid to talk. So I could buy some more time.” Vegeta sighed.

 

“That won't work forever, you know. It would be easier if I just killed him and be done with it.” Bulma's eyes flashed.

 

“You wouldn't dare! I would never forgive you!” Vegeta snorted. “Vegeta please.” she pleaded while placing a hand on his chest and looking deep into his eyes. “You of all people should now what this revenge must mean to me. Just as you should now how it feels if someone takes your revenge away from you.” Vegeta's body tensed.

 

“You just had to bring that up didn't you?” He growled.

 

“I'm sorry, I'm just trying to make you understand how important this is to me.” He slowly relaxed realizing she was not out to intentionally hurt him and took her in his arms while resting his chin on her head.

 

“You and your damn logic.”

 

 

 

End Flashback

 

 

 

 

So now here he sat on an expensive chair waiting for a shrink.

 

After that night Bulma decided she couldn't keep quiet forever and spoke again. Of course she said nothing about Yamcha, instead opting to say that she didn`t remember the attack and her mind must have suppressed it.

 

Still at the recommendation of Bulma's parents and the police, she made an appointment with a shrink. Of course he had to go with her since he was her husband and although he was not happy about it, he did not complain.

 

That was until Bulma's shrink decided she also wanted solo sessions with him. Saying that it would help him understand Bulma's situation better. Which Vegeta felt was ridicules. How could talking to a shrink without his wife make him understand her situation better? Besides, he understood her situation perfectly. But of course he couldn't say that.

 

Vegeta was pulled out of his reverie, when the office door opened and a young red haired woman entered.

 

Vegeta took one look at her and rolled his eyes in disgust. It seemed that every time he came here, her clothes got skimpier.

The woman approached him with a broad smile on her face.

 

“Vegeta, how good to see you again.” She said while holding her hand out. Vegeta just looked at the hand and snorted.

 

Laura sighed and pulled her hand back. She had been trying to get Vegeta to notice her for the last two months but nothing seemed to working. She had hoped during these solo sessions she could gain his attention but no luck there. The guy seemed to have a will of steel. 'Either that, or he's gay. Nah!'

 

Laura placed her briefcase on the ground, next to the only comfortable chair in the room. Which was standing straight across the chair Vegeta was sitting on.

 

Laura was sure to make a show of removing her jacked and get Vegeta to notice the tight silk blouse she was wearing underneath. But to her great displeasure Vegeta still did not seem interested. He was just sitting there, staring straight ahead. Laura sat down in a huff.

 

Vegeta smirked. He knew what Laura was up to and he knew she was getting frustrated because it wasn't working. He was disgusted that this woman could be so desperate that she would try to seduce a taken man. On Vegeta-sei it would a crime punishable by death. Sadly enough they weren't on his planet and according to Bulma it was something that happened quite often on Earth.

 

Laura pushed down her irritation and smiled at Vegeta.

 

“So Vegeta.” She said sweetly. “How has it been this past week?” Vegeta snorted.

 

“You should know, you had your session with my wife only yesterday.” Laura gritted her teeth in anger.

 

“I know that!” She hissed. “But I would like to hear your side.” Vegeta glared at her but said nothing. Laura sighed. “Vegeta if you do not talk, I won't be able to help your wife!” At that Vegeta laughed. Laura raised an eyebrow. “What's so funny?”

 

“You are.” Vegeta replied after he finished laughing. “You really want me to believe that you are doing this for my wife's well being? I didn't see you wearing a short skirt when I dropped off my wife yesterday. And lets be honest these one on one sessions with me will definitely not make her better. So the only reason, I can think of, for these sessions, is because you wish to get into my pants.” Vegeta stated calmly, while inside he was furious and wanted nothing more then to rip the girls head off. Laura gulped. Vegeta looked calm but his eyes where like two balls off fire. For the first time she started to wonder if seducing the guy really was a good idea.

 

“I don't know what you're talking about.” She said nervously. Her denial only made Vegeta more furious. His ki rose and he started to growl.

 

“Wrong answer.”

 

The next thing Laura knew, Vegeta stood right in front of her with his hand squeezing her throat tightly. “Now.” Vegeta said with a menacing smirk. “Try again.” Laura grabbed his hand trying to pull him away but his grip was to strong and she gasped for breath when he tightened his grip.

 

“Please,” she rasped. “You're hurting me.” Tears started streaming down her face.

 

“Wrong again!” Vegeta Snarled. He gathered his Ki in his finger and formed a small ball. He then pointed the finger at Laura's right eye, while laughing insanely.

 

Vegeta was having the time of his life. Bulma had forbidden him to kill the slut, but she hadn't said he couldn't hurt her.

 

“Vegeta, that's enough!” Vegeta sighed. His good mood destroyed instantly.

 

“And here comes mister “Goody Goody” ruining my fun.” He let Laura go and stepped away from her chair. Laura gasped and coughed, glad to have some air in her lungs again. “You can relax, Kakarott. I won't kill her.” Goku let his Ki drop. He hadn't even realized he had raised it until now. He placed his hand behind his head and laughed.

 

“I'm sorry Vegeta, but when I felt the surge in your Ki I got worried and IT'ed here.”

 

“That's nice Kakarott. But aren't you supposed to be watching Bulma?”

 

“Yeah, but don't worry Gohan and Chichi are with her.” Goku said with a bright smile on his face.

 

Vegeta rolled his eyes and seriously wondered why Bulma had confided in him. Of course she hadn't had much of a choice, after the news of her rape leaked to the press, he and his harpy had barged into their home demanding answers. So Bulma eventually told them everything.

 

The look in Kakarott's eyes, when he heard that one of his closest friends had raped the person he considered his sister, had surprised Vegeta. It had been a look of pure furie and hatred. Something Vegeta had never seen in the eyes of his rival, not even during their first battle. It made him believe that the “third class clown” was more Saiyan then he wanted to admit.

 

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Laura crawling towards her desk and reaching for the phone. He chuckled and shot a Ki ball towards the phone, just as her hand reached for it, making it explode on impact. Laura screamed and hid under her desk.

 

“That wasn't verry nice, Vegeta.” Goku said with a disapproving look on his face. Vegeta ignored him as he hauled Laura from under her desk by her arm snickering evilly. “Vegeta!” Goku screamed horrified as he watched his fellow Saiyan shake the girl and yell at her to stop her blubbering.

 

“Kakarott, can you memorize her Ki signature?” Goku looked raised his eyebrow.

 

“Well yes, but why…”

 

“Don't ask questions! Just do it!” Goku grumbled, but did what was told.

 

“Now.” Vegeta said turning his attention back to Laura. “If you wish to life a little longer you will listen carefully and do exactly what I say…

 

 

“Gee Vegeta, don't you think you were a little rough on her?” Goku asked while they walked, over the sidewalk, towards Vegeta's 360 Spider ** Vegeta snickered.

 

“Nonsense Kakarott. I only said to her that if she wanted to life, she would tell the cops that Bulma does not need any more therapy. And lets be honest Kakarott, the slut deserved it.” They walked past a Taco stand and Goku's stomach growled loudly. Goku put his hand behind his head and blushed.

 

“Guess I'm a little hungry.” Vegeta rolled his eyes.

 

“Kakarott, you are always hungry.” He growled in annoyance, but since he was a little hungry himself he still bought them a taco.

 

While Goku wolfed down his third taco he looked at the magazine stand next to them. Suddenly his eyes widened. He elbowed Vegeta. Making him growl because the force of Goku's shove had made him drop his taco.

 

“Hey Vegeta, check this out.” Goku said while pointing his finger at the front cover off “Z sport weekly”.

 

Still grumbling about his lost taco Vegeta looked at the magazine Goku was pointing at and promptly forgot all about his food. He smirked as he paid the vender and grabbed the magazine.

 

“Kakarott.” he said while placing a hand on his rivals shoulder. “I never thought I would say this, but you are a genius!” Goku blinked confusedly.

 

“I am?” He suddenly smiled. “Wow, thanks Vegeta!”

 

“Whatever. Now, we need to get to Bulma as soon as possible.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yamcha sighed as he looked at the cover of “Z sports weekly”.

 

“Baseball player Yamcha Williams and top model Lena Glass announce engagement.” It said with underneath it a picture of him and a big-busted blonde woman. Yamcha placed the magazine on the kitchen table. That was supposed to be him and Bulma on the front cover. That was how he had planned it from the beginning. He would make Bulma fall in love with him and then marry her. It had been his grand plan to get loaded. Lena was supposed to be a side dish. But all that had changed when Bulma found out about Lena and dumped him. After that everything had gone wrong. Bulma was still alive and well protected and Lena was breathing down his neck with marriage. A naked Lena stood in the doorway.</P>

 

“Are you coming back to bed, Yamchie?” She asked flirtingly. Yamcha sighed and followed Lena back to bed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“You are an idiot Kakarott!” Vegeta screamed as he stomped trough the hall of Capsule Corp's office building.

 

“But Vegeta.” Goku whined. “You said we needed to get to Bulma as soon as possible.”

 

“I meant by car!” Vegeta snapped. He really felt the urge to deck the clown. His car was still downtown and he really didn't like some lowlife getting his hand on it.

 

“Gee Vegeta, I'm sorry. Do you want me to pick it up for you?” Vegeta grabbed Goku's gi and pulled him down to his eyelevel.

 

“If you touch my car I'll kill you!” he hissed.

 

Suddenly the door to Bulma's office opened and Chichi poked her head out.

 

“Keep it down! Gohan needs to study!” Vegeta dropped Goku and stomped into the office. Bulma and Gohan looked up from Bulma`s desk.

 

“Gohan, get back to your study!” Chichi screeched. Gohan sighed and looked back down on his math book.

 

Bulma looked worriedly at Vegeta.

 

“Did Laura bother you again?” Vegeta chuckled as he remembered the slut. His mood lightened a little.

 

“Yeah, but don't worry. I took care of it. She won't be bothering us anymore.” Bulma frowned.

 

“You didn't kill her, did you?”

 

“No. I only threatened her a little.” Bulma looked at Goku to see if he was telling the truth. Goku nodded.

 

“Don't worry. She'll live.”

 

“Besides.” Vegeta said as he sat down on top off her desk and showed her the magazine. “This is more interesting.” Bulma's eyes widened and she grabbed the magazine out of his hands. She chuckled.

 

“This is perfect!” She grabbed the phone and dialled a number.

 

“Akana? This is Bulma. We need to talk…”

 

IT~ Instant Transmission

 

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