Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Confessions Of A Believer: II ❯ Storm! ( Chapter 10 )

(A/N: Sorry this is such a short chapter! My thanks to Gemi and SaintMe for such kind reviews! ~ Ami)

I had to get out of here. I just had to. I didn't care that the clock next to my bed read 3:30 in the morning. After trying to go back to sleep and ending up tossing and turning for an hour, I sat up. Running a hand through my hair, I let it fall down my shoulders and back and pushed the button over my bed, exposing the little built-in closet.

Not knowing where I was going since I couldn't get back home, I grabbed a few changes of clothing and stuffed them into a backpack. I got dressed and used Bulma's machine to capsule my packpack, sticking it into the pocket of my dark blue jacket.

I paused outside Chikara's room to watch him sleep for a moment longer, then said a silent goodbye to and made my way towards the front door. I could heard Vegeta's loud snores coming from his and Bulma's bedroom as I tip-toed passed.

Please don't wake up, I thought as I walked past their bedroom door. After I'd stepped outside and the cold night air hit me, I wondered what I was doing, where I was going. But, I knew I didn't want to go back inside and so I started out.

I really wish I'd paid more attention on the show as to how far everyone lived from each other and how far the city was from Capsule Corp. I couldn't get the fourteen-star dragonball that Vegeta kept ahold, I thought to myself as I walked, But, maybe I can find someone who can get the other one for me.

I know, I could have just asked Cyndi or Piccolo at Master Roshi's party the other night, but I wasn't exactly thinking clearly. All I knew was that I wanted to find a way to get home. Bulma was right. There is no reason for me to be here.

Well, I thought bitterly, There's one reason...

Stop it! I found myself saying, as I got farther and farther away from the yelllw domed buildings, Stop thinking about it! Just focus on trying to get home.

The promblem was, I didn't know how to find anyone. Vegeta had never taught me how to sense people's ki and, as I heard wild animals growling somewhere in the distance, realized how alone I actually was.

I was following a dusty road that looked well-used but I still didn't know where it or I would end up. Suddenly, I became aware that I wasn't as alone as I would have thought. A soft puttering sounded slightly behind me.

Looking around, I saw Bulma, her hair mussed, eyes looking sleepy, dressed in a pink bathrobe with a blue nightgown under it seated on her little blue motorbike. She waved me over and said, once I'd gotten to her, "What are you doing out here!?" She told me to get on behind her and I shook my head. I didn't want her to take me back there. I wanted to go home.

"You can't get home by walking there!" She snapped, tossing her hair, "Come on! The only reason I came to fetch you this time is I didn't feel like listening to Vegeta bitch all night! Now get on!"

"No!" I said to her, and started walking again, "You go home, Bulma, get some sleep. Leave me alone."

"Stupid girl!" Bulma's voice echoed my inner thoughts earlier, "Are you trying to get yourself killed!?"

"Maybe." I said, but too low for her to hear. That would certainly put an end to my problems, now wouldn't it? I'd do it myself if I weren't such a chicken shit. "Go away."

I turned and started walking again, ignoring her as she speed up beside me and yelled; "Ami! Would you stop being such a...a...baby!?"

Before she could finish her sentence, there was a loud clap of thunder overhead and rain began to fall in torrents down upon us. Bulma shreiked something about her hair and spun the bike around.

In her haste to get out of the rain, she'd miscalculated the turn and ended up having to jump clear before the bike smashed into some rocks off to the side, it's wheels spinning in place. Standing up, mud in her hair and on her nightclothes, Bulma glared at me.

"This is all your fault, you know!" She pointed a perfectly manicured fingernail at me, rain dripping off her nose, "If you hadn't decided to go running away I would never had have to come after you and get all drentched!"

"So," I said to her, "Why did you? It's no seceret that you can't stand me. Why did you come after me? Wouldn't it have been easier just to forget about me?"

"What?!" She cried, "You think I'm some heartless bitch who would let someone go off on thier own in a dangerous place just to get rid of them?! I want you gone, yes, I don't deny that, but I don't want you dead!"

The rain was pouring now. It was so cold and I was getting goosebumps all up and down my arms. I had begun to shiver too. I said, through chattering teeth; "Well, Both of us are gonna catch our death of cold if we continue to just stand here."

"But, w-we're too far from Capsule Corp..." Bulma looked behind us, indeed, we were very far, I'd walked a long ways. She glanced at her bike, her professional eyes taking in it's damage quickly; "It will take me at least a few hours, probably more, to fix the bike. We have to find shelter from this storm!"

She had to yell above the thunder and rain to be heard and I nodded. She and I began to look around, our walk quickly becoming a run when she said she thought she spied some caves in the distance. I followed behind her, feeling like a drowned rat with my hair plastured to my back and across my shoulders, water dripping down my face and neckline into my shirt.

"I think these caves are still empty," Bulma said, crawling inside, I followed her but, still scared, remembering the last cave I'd encountered and the cave's owner with the teeth that would have given a dentist nightmares, "Come on, there's plenty of room. We can wait out the storm here and then walk back to Capsule Corp when it lets up."

Abruptly, I heard a shuffling behind us and someone breathing. I felt Bulma stiffen against my side and let out a tiny sqeak of fear. I didn't have time to scream before I felt something smash into the side of my head, knocking me down, my head a little ways outside of the cave's mouth.

I rolled over, clutching my bleeding skull, to see a large shadow behind Bulma. Large hairy arms wrapped about her waist and pulled her, screaming, into the shadows of the cave.

"Bulma!" I cried, trying to sit up, to reach for her, to help her. But, the corner of my eye caught something...something large...swishing down. Then all was blackness.