Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Days of Their Lives ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )

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Days of Their Lives

By Veggie-girl

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Vegeta collapsed with Bulma in his arms as she came down on him. He was still weak from blood loss and muscle fatigue. Though Bulma was like a feather to him, he still grunted when he hit the floor. Bulma was crying and drowning his shirtless chest with bitter tears. Vegeta struggled to his feet, Bulma still in his arms. He just held her for a minute. " The weakling probrably cheated on her again." he thought as Bulma's tears began to subside.

He held her at arms length, ready to ask her again what the hell happened to her, when he saw the large swollen bruise on her right cheek, eye, and jaw. He saw red. He took her jaw in his hand in his hand and forced her head up to look at him. When she flinched away from him, he let go of her and leaned down to look her in the eyes.

" Who the HELL did this to you?" Vegeta ask in a harsh manner. Bulma just stared at him blankly, trembling all over. He repeated his self in a gentler voice, but still gruff, " Who did this to you?"

Bulma must have finally realized who was talking to her because she suddenly became afraid. She jerk away from him, " What are you talking about?" she said brushing her hair to cover the right side of her face.

Vegeta looked at her as though she was stupid, " Don't play stupid with me woman, there's a bruise the size of Vegeta-sei on your face and you just came running in here and cryed all over me. It's obvious to me you're upset. And from the looks of it someone hit you. Now who the HELL did it!!"

Bulma step away from Vegeta but did not retreat. She looked him in the eye, " No one hit me, 'Geta, i just uh..um I just hit myself earlier on a um..uh...a door." she managed to lie, " Anyways why do you care?"

Vegeta said nothing, just walked up to her, grabbed her arms, and put his face near her swollen cheek. And then he sniffed her. And licked her face. Then he drew back and glared at her.

" Liar." he said as her continued to glare at her, " A man made that mark. I can both smell him and taste him on you." then he leaned in and sniffed her again, " he's all over you, and he's not Yamcha."

Bulma was shocked and appalled by his clever way of seeing through her lie. She didn't want Vegeta to know what had happened to her. Not Yamcha. Not Vegeta. Nobody. She decided it was time to get out before it got anymore complicated. Vegeta would only laugh at her weakness of not being able to protect herself. She turned to leave, but Vegeta again caught her in his arms, turning her back around to face him.

"It was that male that was here with Yamcha, wasn't it?" He said in a 'matter a fact' tone that didn't sit well with her. Arsenio might be a jerk, but she didn't want Vegeta to kill him. If anyone was gonna kill him, it was gonna be her.

" No Vegeta, it wasn't. No one hit me, at least not on purpose, anyway. Now let me go, I want to take a shower." Vegeta let her go, but never took his eyes off her as she turned and walked up stairs.

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Bulma walked into her room, and stripped her close off and got in the shower. Once she was inside and had the water at the warmth she liked it, she washed her body with a vigorously scrubbed her body, trying to watch away the smell of that vile creature that was Arsenio. She scrubbed so hard her light tanned skin turned a fire hot red. She burst into tears and slid down the shower wall, into a wet heap at the bottom of the shower, crying her heart out.

She had never been attacked before, so naterally she was shook up. But that was not what had her really scared. It was the fact that he had promised there would be a next time. Or at least he had implied it. She was afraid of him. Then a thought struck her.

Yamcha knew. He knew something lie this was gonna happen. Bulma saw red.

" That BASTARD!!" she screamed. Then quited down. She didn't want Vegeta to here her. She then proceded to get out of the shower and got dressed. She was gonna have herself a long talk with Yamcha tomorrow.

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Little did Bulma know that Vegeta was on his way over to see Yamcha at that very moment. He knew someone had hit Bulma. It pissed him off more than he would ever let her know. He sensed him arriving at his apartment, so he sped up to meet him there.

Yamcha must have sensed him to because right as he was in range of Yamcha's apartment, he looked up and frowned.

Vegeta landed about 10 yards of Yamcha, and just glaredt him. Yamcha looked confused. Vegeta began to walk up to Yamcha in a slow but determined stride that meant he meant business. Yamcha didn't back down, but he still looked confused. ' So he doesn't know why I'm here?' Vegeta thought, 'Well, i'm just gonna have to inform him.' Vegeta smirk at all the ways he could torture him into telling him everything he wanted to know.

Vegeta stopped three feet away from Yamcha and just glared. Yamcha grew impatient.

" What do you want Vegeta?" he said in a surely voice. What ever it was Vegeta wanted, he was not interested.

Vegeta looked at him with muderous glare, " Who touched her?" he said menecingly.

Yamcha once again Yamcha looked comfused, " Who touched who?"

Vegeta was getting frustrated, " Who hit Bulma? Her face is as balloon. A man touched her. Your friend, what is his name?" Something flashed in Yancha's eyes foe a split second, but then it was gone.

"I don't know what you're talking about. None of my friends touched her, they know better." he said calmly, but Vegeta sensed he knew more than he was letting on.

" Tes you do, you piece of shit, someone touched her. His smell was all over her, plus there's a huge bruise on her face!" Vegeta yelled in an incensed voice. He wasn't stupid. someone hit her.

" I told you Vegeta, I don't know who did it, but I'll try and find out if you're that 'worried'." Yamcha said in a sly tone of voice. " By the way Vegeta, why do you care?"

Vegeta never answered, just walked up to Yamcha, and got within 2 inches of Yamcha's face. He could smell His fear as he whispered in a deadly voice, " I'm gonna find out. You can count on it." And he blasted off at full speed towards Capsule Corp. knocked Yamcha over at the forced of it.

Yamcha picked himself up off the ground and dusted hisself off. " Guess I won't be going home yet. Arsenio, I told you not to fuck up." and he blasted off in the oppisite direction of Vegeta, keeping his power level masked, as he went to look for Arsenio.

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Arsenio had just blasted a whore's middle out after he had fucked her, when Yamcha had walked in. Yamcha didn't grimace, as much as he wanted to at the sight before him. Arsenio was naked with a dead girl with her intenerds splattered all over him lying next to him. Though the sight of Arsenio naked pleased him greatly, he couldn't quite get past the sight of all the blood. Arsenio was licking the blood off his fingers when he finally looked up at Yamcha.

He saw the look he was being given by his aroused friend, and grimaced in disgust as he pulled the sheets up to cover his flacid member. This seemed to break Yamcha's mind from whatever it was he had been thinking, for he shook his head and glared at him. This surprised Arsenio, but he didn't show any outward sign of it. He waited for Yamcha to say something. He didn't have to wait long.

" What the hell were you thinking!? I never said it was time to go for Bulma. Why the hell did ya have to go and hit her? Now she'll never trust you!!" Yamcha said in a low but harsh manner, so's not to disturb the neighborhood.

" You said you wouldn't fuck up but ya had to go and do it any..AAGGG" Yamcha was cut off by Arsenio's hands going around his neck, his body flush against his own.

" It was that bitch's fault! You saw what she did to me! You didn't expect me to let her leace me that way know did you? Besides, I've got a new plan. I'm gonna do this my way. By myself." And in saying this he lefted his hand and put it up against Yamcha's head. Yamcha didn't have enough time to struggle before his head was blown off. Arsenio let him go. Yamcha's body stayed poised in the air for a few seconds before in fell into a bloody heap on the floor.

" Good bye friend." his tail was swishing wildly behind him.

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Bulma awoke early the next morning. She was gonna call Yamcha and talk to him about Arsenio after she made Vegeta something to eat. She quickly got dressed and hurried down stairs. As always, Vegeta sat at the table, waiting for her to come and fix his breakfast.

He was glaring at the right side of her face. " You look horrible woman." he said in an angry tone that confused her. She decided to ignore him and went on fixing Vegeta's two dozen eggs, two dozen pancakes, and bacon and sausages. Vegeta ate while she picked up the phone to call Yamcha.

It rang once.

Twice.

On the third ring it was picked up, but no one said hello. Bulma decided to start. " Hello Yamcha."

Silence. " Yamcha come on, I know you're there."

" Yamcha doesn't reside here anymore. Or more to the point, Yamcha doesn't reside on this plant anymore." came a voice Bulma recalled all too well. Arsenio's gruff voice was unmistakable.

Bulma became frightened, " What have you done to Yamcha?" her voice quivered with fear. Vegeta looked up from his plate to look at her. He saw the fear and got up and strode over to her.

" I killed him." was all he said on that. Bulma let out o wail of denial. Vegeta tried to get the phone but Bulma spun away from him. Right before Vegeta got the phone away frome her, she heard him say, " And your next." and the phone went dead.

Vegeta grabbed the phone, " Who is this?" but the on;y thing that could be heard was the beeping of the phone. He hung it up and looked at Bulma.

There were tears inher eyes. " He's dead. He killed him. I'm next." she keep whispering as she slid down the wall. Vegeta picked her back up ans asked, " Who's dead?" Who killed him?"

Bulma looked at him. " Yamcha's dead. He killed him!"

" Who killed him?" Vegeta ask again but Bulma didn't answer that question, she just looked at him and said, " Train me."

Vegeta looked at her for one stunned moment. He hadn't expected that. He quickly recovered and said, " No."

" PLEASE VEGETA!" she shouted at him, " Please." she said in a softer voice. Vegeta looked in her eyes and saw her fear and it tore at his heart. He couldn't deny her anything.

" Fine, meet me in the GR in 10 minutes." and he walked off. Bulma was over joyed, but her fear wouldn't let her gloat. She rushed upstairs to get changed.

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~Veggie-girl~