Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Today, Tomorrow Unknown ❯ Holding My Breath ( Chapter 10 )

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

At this moment, I am finding writing as an outlet for a lot that is going on in my life. I cannot guarantee that I will post chapters as immediately as the last two, but I will try my best, and if not, I will leave a notice like I have previously.

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When I had finally woken up from my slumber, I couldn't believe that everything that had happened was not a dream but reality. I was here in this tiny room, everything in full motion to get away from Planet Vegeta. With weak muscles, I picked myself up and out of the bed. Not even bothering to stay in the bed that long, the only thing in my mind was to go see the man who had saved my life; Goku.

I still couldn't believe he did that for me. He sacrificed his entire life for me. He would never be able to go back to his home planet. Ever. My self worth was skyrocketing at this point at his generous actions. Risking all he had for a frail human girl like myself. I couldn't comprehend the situation. Was this what it felt like to be lucky?

As I stood in front of the door, a foot away from the bed I had previously gotten out of, it didn't open at my commands. My mind blanked for a moment, feeling trapped once more. Swallowing hard, I knew I had to calm down. I was free. I had to remind myself that Goku had hijacked a slave ship, so unless the Saiyans were completely stupid, which I thought they were anyway, they wouldn't have the doors open from the inside. Placing my palm on the cool metal door, I let the chills run through my naked frame to help calm my nerves. It wasn't long until I formed it into a light fist, knocking on the door.

It opened and there he was.

Shifting my eyes upward to meet his dark ones, I gave a shy smile. "Looks like this hasn't changed." I laughed a bit, referring to being on Planet Vegeta where I had to knock to get out of my room.

"It will." He stepped out of the way to let me through.

Taking a right, I headed down the long hallway of the ship until it formed into a large, circular room, surrounded by glass to see all around us. Folding my arms across my bare chest, I spoke, "You promised me food." I stopped, peering over my shoulder at the tall Saiyan behind me.

"I did." He continued walking until his chest made contact with my back. Placing both hands on each one of my arms, he began to trail upward until he made contact with my shoulder. I heard a heavy sigh leave his mouth as he studied the bite mark from Vegeta. Lighting moving his finger around it to study the mark, I could feel the anger coming off of him. "Lets get you some clothes first, then I'll get the food." Taking his hands off of me, he disappeared.

I missed his touch already. I never thought he would touch me again after Vegeta got a hold of me, but here he was. Here we were. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. It was funny, in my entire situation and everything that had taken place with Prince Vegeta, I felt worse about Goku having to see me like this rather than the fact that it happened to me. It was easy to see how badly he wanted to hurt the Prince, I could see it on his face when he picked me up from my prisoned room. When I had looked up at Goku then, and when he looked down at me, I could see all of his anger radiating off of him. He wanted to kill, but instead, he got me out of there.

"This is all I could find." I turned around to look at him. I laughed a bit when I saw him holding his race's spandex.

"Oh my, how wonderful!" I couldn't help but turn my laugh into a full blown hysteria.

"It's probably the best thing for your current state of health." he continued walking towards me until he placed it in my hands. "The fibers in the material help with wounds; why else do you think we wear such a thing?"

"I honestly never knew that." My laughing toned down a bit, but chuckles were still present. "And how do you suppose I get this on?"

At that, Goku began to help me into the tight garments. I had never had anything so tight against my body before, but if felt good, oddly enough. Once it was all the way on, I could actually feel all of my cuts and bruises on my body by a cold chill that started to coat them. "Why does it feel cold?" I was amazed at the sensation.

"Not so funny now, is it?" He joked as he placed his hand back on my shoulder wound that the black spandex outfit covered. "It's just doing its job." He looked down at me.

"No, it's still pretty funny. Don't let me see a mirror, or I'll probably die. I know how ridiculous you guys look in it, I can only imagine how I look in it." I looked back at him in his own spandex attire. His muscles rippled throughout he material. I could only picture what my scrawny body looked like in such an outfit.

"You look great, Bulma." Leaning his head down, he tilted mine up with the hand that once traced my shoulder, meeting his lips with mine. Closing my eyes, I let myself live in that moment with him; a moment I never thought would happen again. It was phenomenal. My heart began to race when his tongue made its way across my bottom lip.

My eyes shot open.

Breaking the kiss, I wrapped my arms around him and just hugged as I squeezed my eyes shut. As we were kissing, my mind went back to Vegeta shoving his tongue down my throat. I wasn't ready.

"What's wrong?" He placed one hand around me as the other gently pressed my head more into him, consoling me.

"Too soon." I steadied my breathing before taking my head away from his chest to look up at him. "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." He smiled, but I could see the anger build back up in his eyes as he knew why I was not ready. "Aren't you hungry?" His eye lightened at the topic change.

I had completely forgotten, "Oh my God, Yes!" I released my grip from him, following him into a kitchen-like room.

"We don't have anything fancy, just these ready meals." He picked up a tiny looking pill. I had never seen the compact food like that before. It made sense, though, since they needed something easy to carry when they went to conquer planets. Saiyans ate a ton, there was no way they could fit all the food they'd need in this place to satisfy them all.

I watched him place the pill-like object in a bowl full of water. It was disgusting to watch it expand and fill the entire content of the ceramic bowl. It was even more disgusting that I was going to eat the orange substance.

"What is it?" I walked closer to the 'food' I was about to eat.

"It's food full of all the vitamins and nutrients that you'll need to regain your strength." He handed the bowl over to me. My face twitched as I looked down at what I was holding. "Eat it." He folded his arms across his chest as he smirked at me.

"Well don't give me that face, you make me not want to eat it. That's your 'ha, you're going to hate life face'!"

"It's actually my 'You're going to thank me' or 'I told you so' face." His look remained the same.

Lifting up a brow, along with the left corner of my mouth, I picked up the fork that was in the bowl, bringing the squishy substance to my mouth. Taking in a deep breath, I readied myself before quickly forcing it into my mouth.

My taste buds hated me, but my stomach thanked me.

"This is the most disgusting, vile, sickly yet filling food ever." I took another bite, trying to ignore its horrible taste. "Why can't vitamins and nutrients taste good?"I continued to eat. Goku just stared at me with the same look. He knew I needed this and loved the fact that he was right.

When everything in my bowl was finished, I walked over to a chair that met a counter, sitting down. Resting my arms on the counter top, I stretched them as far out as I could. "How can I feel this great after eating that?"

"I told you." He walked to the other side of the counter, looking at my stretch.

"Goku, where do we go from here?" the topic quickly changed as I placed my chin against the top of the surface as well. Yes, we had escaped Planet Vegeta, but what now? Where were we going to go?

"Where do you want to go?" He picked up my hands, holding them in his warm ones.

"I don't know where to go. The only place I know is Earth and Planet Vegeta. Hell, and I barely know Earth. I don't know anything else. No matter where we go, he's gonna' find us, Goku." My eyes dimmed. I hated to admit it, but anywhere we went, Vegeta was sure to find us. There was no doubt about it.

"So, where do you want to go?" He didn't reassure me that we wouldn't be found. I knew Goku wouldn't lie to me, so him trying to comfort me into a lie would be pointless.

"Like I said, I only know Earth and your planet."

"Do you want to experience Earth?" my eyes lit up at his words. There was always a part of me that wanted to experience where I came from, but I never thought I'd actually get to.

"Isn't that the first place Vegeta will look?" I retracted my arms, placing them in my lap.

"Either the first or the last. Like you said, Vegeta might find us anyway. Would you rather go back home or try some place else?"

"Home," I whispered. I didn't know why, but him referring to Earth as my home felt foreign, yet peaceful. Did I want to see Earth before I died, or did I want to never see it ever again? Why did Goku have to make so much sense to me? "Yeah, I want to go home." I decided.

"I figured you would. I already set the coordinates to Earth, so we should be there within a couple of days."

"I can't believe it. I'm going home!" my eyes lit up as I looked at the man who had made this all possible. "Have you been?"

"Yes." He tone hardened a bit.

"Only to get humans to enslave?"

"Yes." he repeated.

I wasn't offended. I knew that that is just how the Saiyans lived. "So, what's it like there? Are they all enslaved and we're just heading to a dead planet?"

"No. Honestly, the humans don't even know we exist." I straightened myself at his words.

"What? How can they not know you exist?" I didn't understand how the humans didn't know about the race enslaving them. Were they all just dense?

"Does cattle know they aren't really free roaming and are really being picked off one by one?" He made a valid point.

"So, when you conquer planets, you just pick them off one by one?" My interest was still peaked. All of the questions I never got to ask on Planet Vegeta were now coming to fruition.

"No, we conquer and enslave them. They are all aware." He brought his hand up to scratch the side of his neck. I could tell I was crossing some lines that would probably make me uncomfortable.

"So, why not humans?" I could tell that question struck a nerve. He hesitated to answer.

"Humans are the weakest species we've encountered, not only physically, but mentally as well. They blame each other for things happening rather than broadening their spectrum and uniting together." He tried to sound the least disrespectful as he could.

"What do you mean by that?" My tone hardened. I wasn't mad at him, I was more mad at my own kind.

"Well, if we take humans from a certain place and they catch on, they blame another region of their planet for the missing people. They don't believe in 'aliens' or anything from beyond their planet. At least the majority of them don't. So they start wars with each other. I'm not saying your whole planet is a war zone, they just all don't like each other. It's been this way for a long time. So, we as Saiyans decided we can just pick them off whenever we want instead of all at one time. Your kind is quite frail, no offense." He was sincere.

"So, when we arrive, they'll just think you're an abnormally tall and built human? I let out a laugh as a mighty Saiyan would be branded as a human.

"Yes, unfortunately." His ego was breaking. Didn't seem like there was any worse insult than being called a Human. It was funny to me, however.

"So they live their lives blindly. It's going to be weird. I mean, I know so much more than them about what's beyond their world, and they have no idea. They don't even have a clue." I leaned back in my chair as I started to think about what it would be like there. It seemed weird, I had never been a step ahead in my life. I always thought I was, but it was apparent that I never, truly, was. How could humans be so stupid, not knowing of the thousands of different species living beyond their walls. It baffled me. I couldn't imagine living that way. If I was never taken by the Saiyans, I'd just be living blindly in a false state of security on Earth. But to be honest, I didn't know which life I would have rather had. I'd love to have lived a free life on Earth, but they're not really free. It was a toss up, I didn't know which life would be better.

"And if you told anyone, they wouldn't believe you. Humans are a difficult." I nodded my head at Goku's statement.

"Seems like it. I wouldn't tell anyone anyway, when we get there, I want to just be there. I don't want to think about Vegeta or his planet. I just want to be free of that." My tone softened.

Walking around the counter to hold me from behind, I relaxed in his hold. Pressing the back of my head into his chest, I tilted my head up to look at him. I only saw his chin. "You are free." He spoke.

"For now, but yes, I am free indeed." I could feel the energy from the food course throughout my body. It had been a long time since I had felt this energized, I was still sore, but energized nonetheless. Turning around, I stood up on the chair and placed my bottom on the counter, facing Goku. Even sitting on the counter, I was still shorter than him. Earth was in for a surprise at this being in front of me. "So, they are not going to question a giant spaceship entering their planet?" I moved the chair with my legs before pulling Goku in closer, my legs wrapping around his waist. "And what about your tail?"

"My tail can easily be hidden." He whipped his tail behind him. "And as for the ship, we'll manage. They aren't the brightest." He wrapped his arms around me once more.

"It appears so." I laughed in his chest. "So, when will we get there?" I was beginning to get anxious.

"A couple days at most." I felt his hand start to play with my hair. It felt nice.

"Ehhh, that means a couple more days of this food." I made a disgusted face, knowing that he couldn't see it. It wouldn't matter if he did, but it was fun to feel sneaky.

"And the end result is being home." He gently pulled my head back, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Yeah," I smiled, "You're right." Lifting up my hands to touch each side of his face, I pulled it down and placed my own kiss on his lips. It only lasted a moment before I broke the kiss. I hoped that Vegeta and all that he did would get out of my head soon, and I was sure it would with the help of Goku to cover up all of the bad that had taken place. I was going home, and he was coming with me. Holding him tighter with my frail limbs, I couldn't help but feel right. Even if Vegeta found us, this moment was worth it. Being with him was worth it.

A/N: Right now I am listening to "Lost Cause" by Courage My Love, which is how I named the chapter. It really has nothing to do with what happened here, but man do I love this song xD
Also,sorry for the short chapters; I am getting longer ones I promise!