Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Cry ❯ Running ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A/N: Wow… I am so incredibly happy with the responses. Special shout out to reviewers at the bottom. Thanks for letting me share my thoughts with you all.
 
 
************************************************************* *********** Bulma was wearing a very conservative sweater and extremely baggy pants that did not look all that feminine on her at all. Vegeta was slightly put out by this as she hesitantly stepped toward the seat across from him, for he really liked seeing her body.

"Bulma, sweetheart, did you have a nice night," Mrs. Briefs asked her troubled daughter not even knowing what she looked like as she had her back turned to Bulma over the baking pan the bacon was presently cooking in. Bulma shifted nervously under Vegeta's gaze as she slowly trying to cover her anxiety answered, "Well Mom, I got home kind of late. Me and Yamcha broke up last night." Bulma said this immediately regretting breaking up with him. Now Vegeta would think she was free for business. 'Humph,' she thought at the craziness and absurdness of she going out with Vegeta. 'That man has already proven that I didn't need to go out with him for him to start putting the moves on me!'

"Oh dear, well you always have this nice man Vegeta sitting right across from you. He is so handsome! Oh, you two would make the perfect little couple! Don't you think so, Vegeta?" Mrs. Briefs said all of this in her normal ditzy tone as she flipped the bacon.

Vegeta leaned across the table and smirked seductively at a now slightly shaking Bulma gruffly saying softly, "the word 'perfect' could not even begin to identify the kind of relationship we would have." Bulma flinched in fear as he gave a quick squeeze to her right breast and then in a flash was back in his seat at the table.

"Oh Bulma, how romantic! You have got to get together with him! Here you go, the eggs, bacon, biscuits and sausage are ready. You two go ahead and start eating while I go get your father!" With that, Mrs. Briefs ran off through the maze of Capsule Corporation attempting to find Bulma's father.

In the meantime, Bulma and Vegeta had started eating. 'Hey,' Bulma thought, 'I may be scared to death of this man but I am not going to starve myself over it!' Vegeta was staring at her intently as he wolfed down the food that was given to him. Bulma shifted nervously under his gaze as she tried to hurry and finish her meal so she could go to the one person who made her feel better when depressed. Chichi and Son Goku. She was certain that Vegeta wouldn't dare to come anywhere near her while she was over there.

'That's it!' She thought as she was almost through with her breakfast. 'I'll just call Chichi and ask her if I can stay the night over there tonight! By then, I'm sure I will have come up with someway to defeat Vegeta at his little game of deceit!'

Grinning suddenly, she jumped out of her chair to put her plate in the sink for one of the kitchen droids to clean up. Vegeta instantly put his there as well as he started to see her walking away from the sink. His hand snaked across her neck and slammed her none-too-gently against the wall. She was a bit shaken at first, but she then remembered her plan and knew Vegeta wasn't going to hurt her anymore today.

"Just where do you think your going?" Vegeta asked in a menacing tone as his grip on her neck loosened slightly so he could hear her answer. "I believe I am the one who should be asking that question Vegeta. Because, I am the one who owns this house! You are the one who has no right threatening me and snapping at me for stupid reasons!" Bulma yelled with confidence because she knew as soon as she got across that she was going to Goku's she was confident he would leave her alone for the rest of the time she was at home.

"Did you just talk back to me?" Vegeta yelled his anger controlled at a bare minimum. His entire body was shaking up and down in barely controlled rage. 'I guess another demonstration is in order,' he thought. But before he could press his lips to her luscious ones, he heard a small whisper that sounded mysteriously that of a helpless child lost in the woods in the middle of the night.

"Please don't hurt me, I am going to spend the night at Chichi and Goku's house. I promise I will be back in the morning. Please, let me go." She said the last part thinking that he probably was going to have his way with her, but surprisingly, he answered with an answer that would keep her awake her whole night at Chichi's.

"Fine," he answered gruffly. "Go pack your things. Be back down here at 0900 hours sharp, and woman, if your even one second late, I will fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for months." (A/N: 0900 hours is 9:00 A.M. military time. Think back to when he was with Freeza. That had to be sort of militaristic, right?) He dropped her on her butt and she scrambled through the halls of Capsule Corps to her room.

"Oh my God, I'm in an abusive relationship!" Bulma said to herself as she collapsed on her bed in her room. It was now 8:30, so she had thirty minutes to get her stuff together and manage to beg Chichi to let her come over. She started packing her things.

Meanwhile, Vegeta was thinking hard. 'Good,' he thought to himself. 'I've finally got the woman under my finger.' He knew it was an empty threat. He would never intentionally hurt her that much. "I've been on this planet too long! I'm going too soft. I think I will give her another demonstration when she gets back. Perhaps a longer one as well. Slightly painful would be nice too.yes."

As Vegeta was thinking about what he would do with Bulma when she got back, Bulma had packed all her things. Now was the hard part. Calling Chichi. She prayed to God that someone would show a bit of compassion in that house and let her stay over.

Bulma dialed her number. After three rings, the phone answered, "Hey this is Goku, what's up?" Bulma was so happy Goku answered. 'He must be right in the middle of breakfast not to be training!' "Hi Goku, it's me Bulma, I was wondering, do you think I could spend the night tonight? I could help Chichi clean and everything! Oh please, Goku, please let me spend the night!"

Goku was speechless. He had never heard Bulma in all his life sound so frightened, helpless, and scared. How could he refuse her? When she came over he was bound and determined to find out what was making her so scared.

"Sure Bulma, no problem! Listen, we got an extra bedroom you can sleep in okay! It's got lots of pretty blue colors and shapes." Bulma was ecstatic. "Oh thank you Goku! I'll be over in a while okay! Make sure you tell Chichi and the others I'm coming, and save some food for me!" Goku heard the click. 'Something is wrong with her. I heard that fake cover up. It sounded like I was easing some sort of pain she had or something. Well, whatever it is, I'll find out.'

Bulma grabbed her stuff and went downstairs. She had no idea what events would hold for her on the trip and at Goku's.
 
A/N: Okay, I know Bulma is being totally off-kilter. I promise, she will stand up for herself quite soon. The first two chapters are totally the same as the original; however the rest will be changed. Not in a bad way, I think for the best. Thanks a million to my wonderful reviewers: Blak Roses, Maria S, Calise, Cappuccino Penguin, and Vampiress-06!!!