Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ DBZ One Shots ❯ Valentie's Day ( Chapter 1 )

This story will be a collection of one shots inspired by music. BUT DON'T LET THAT DETER YOU! It's more that I've listened to a song and it's given my an idea for a story. Please R&R. Id be go grateful

 

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or song mentioned in this fanfiction. All rights go to their respective owners.

 

Song: Valentine's Day, Linkin Park

Theme: Miari Bulma after all the Z warriors have perished.

Warning: Language in this one, and slightly dark and violent when the z warriors are discovered.

 

Valentine's Day- Linkin Park

 

Four months. It had been four months since the androids attacked the island outside West City. Four months since Bulma's world had come crashing down around her- both literally and metaphorically. And yet, why hadn't the earth stopped?

 

Businesses were still running, schools still teaching, and Capsule Corporation was still standing. This was where Bulma could be found this morning, staring blankly at her computer screen; reminiscing about the day her world ended.

 

 

 

Flashback:

“That Green man is down Bill. Who are these people and why are they doing this? The whole island population seems to be destroyed!”

Bulma watched with horror as the morning news displayed the death of Piccolo. How could someone as strong as he be brought down like that? Just tossed aside like a rag doll? He was one of the toughest people she knew. She looked over at the crib containing her son. Would Vegeta be killed too? What would happen to them all?

 

 

Tears run down her face as she saw Tien jump in to avenge his fallen comrade. The fight lasted about two minutes before he dodged a punch from the girl, and the boy fired an energy beam directly at him. Tien fell through the air with a scream and landed on the camera.

 

Static- How would she know the outcome now? Bulma leaped at the TV screen; “Is Tien ok? What about Yamucha, Krillin, Chiaotzu, Gohan and- and Vegeta?! Come on!” Trunks began to cry at being awoken by his mothers outburst, “It's ok Baby.” Bulma sobbed trying to soothe her son, “There was no honour in that. But daddy will get them. He just has to!”

 

 

`This can't be happening' thought Bulma as she strapped her son into the air-car. She had called Chichi after the Television had lost coverage. They had agreed that Bulma would pick her up and head to Kame house, while Roshi tried to get a hold of Baba. They needed to know what was happening. Bulma felt for her friend. She lost her husband not six months ago, and now her son could be out there facing the same fate. Bulma looked at her soon and shivered. She couldn't even contemplate it.

 

Upon landing on Kame island Chichi stormed through the door, breaking it down, looking for Baba and her magic ball. Baba was there alright, but her head was hung low. “The situation is grave Chichi, but we can see now what is happening if you like. But it may be hard to see.” Chi chi stared at the old witch for a split second before screaming, “SHOW ME MY SON!” Baba hastily complied.

 

The hag was wrong; the situation was much more than grave. It seemed as though the whole island was alight. But none of their friends could be seen, although neither could the two fighters. It was times like this Bulma wished she could sense power levels- “ROSHI!!! Can you sense them? Are they alive? What's happening!” Bulma cried grabbing the old man by his collar.

 

 

“Hmmm,” said the old man bowing his head. “I can still sense Gohan, Chichi. But there doesn't seem to be anyone else with him. And I haven't been able to sense the power levels of those other two all morning. It's like they don't exist!”

 

Bulma's heart skipped a beat, “Roshi what are you saying? Whose signals could you sense earlier, but not now?” Master Roshi looked around at his friends in the room and wearily said “I'm sorry. All of them except Gohan. Piccolo, Tien, Chiaotzu, Krillin” -he looked over at Puar- “Yamucha and” he finally rested his eyes on Bulma and Trunks “Even Vegeta. Not even a Super Saiyan could stop them.”

 

Bulma's heart stopped. No, no this couldn't be happening. Sure, her relationship with Vegeta wasn't the most ideal coupling, but she did feel strongly for him. And she knew deep down in her heart he felt something for her too. But that was over now. The scientist logical mind started working, thinking of ways to change this. Piccolo was gone, so the dragonballs would be too. And each of fallen had already been wished back before anyway. New Namek wasn't an option either because without Goku, they had no idea where to go...

 

What options did they have? Did they have an option anyway? What would those two fighters do to the world now it was undefended? She looked at her son and tears filled her eyes. She couldn't lose him too.

 

“WHY?!” She screamed at the top of her voice. She never even got to say goodbye...

 

 

 

TWO WEEKS PREVIOUS

 

“Vegeta! I don't care what you're the prince of! The least you can do is acknowledge your son's existence before you fuck off to space again!” Bulma screamed at the hot-headed prince. “Woman, when will you get it through your thick head?! I'm not interested in playing house with you and the brat. I am a Super Saiyan now and I should be ruling the universe not here on this mudball! You both mean nothing to me!” Bulma reared her head up, “FINE! Fuck off then! We don't want or need you here. Take the ship or whatever else you need because it'll be the last thing you get off me ever. You don't want us here on this `mud ball' then you can forget about using anymore of my resources or using me in my bed! Just go!!!” Bulma yelled through her tears. Vegeta only `humped' and walked out the door towards his room. “ARRGGGHHH!!!!” Bulma screamed as she through a vase at the closed door, before sliding to the floor sobbing into her hands.

 

There was no doubt that she could raise Trunks without him, she was Bulma Briefs after all. But she didn't think she herself could just let him go like that. `Well you have to.' Bulma told herself. `He won't stay and he won't be the father or husband I want him to be. I'll have to move on... I can move on'

 

Chi chi was inconsolable, Puar was crying and everyone else looked like they were just about to. “Get out of my way.” Screamed Chi chi “I need to go find my son. He's out there still and we're not letting him be killed too.” Bulma grabbed Roshi saying that they needed him to sense Gohan for them, and ordered Turtle, Oolong and Puar to watch her infant son. She wasn't going to lose anyone else, so started up the air car.

 

“Down there!!!” screamed Roshi in Bulma's ear. She lowered the car to a somewhat stable expanse of earth just on the outer edge of the burning embers. “GOHAN?!” screamed Chi chi looking for her child. Roshi ran after her, trying to locate the boy's dwindling ki. Bulma chose to look around. Her lifelong friends were here under this rubble somewhere and she needed to find them before the authorities stepped in.

 

A glimpse of Green mesh... “Tien... Chiaotzu...” she whispered seeing the once nemesis and his companion lying side by side, beaten and broken. Tears ran down her face as she spotted what must be Piccolo buried underneath the side off a fallen building. The others had to be around here somewhere too.

A small black shoe lay in a pool of blood next to a fallen billboard. The size of the footwear indicated Krillin must be under there. She couldn't take it anymore, and threw up, tears running freely down her cheeks.

 

“Yamucha, you fought bravely my student...” Bulma heard Roshi whisper. She didn't want to believe it but it really was true. They were all gone. But where were Gohan and Vegeta? Chi chi was still searching the area as best as she could through her tears. “Where is he?!!!” she sobbed.

 

Roshi turned his head... “I think he's over there on that other island. I felt a spike of energy.” Chi chi was already in the car before the other two could comprehend what was happening. Bulma took the wheel, knowing her friend couldn't drive, and particularly not in this state.

 

Upon landing the girls shrieked. There was Gohan, barely alive fighting hard to crawl himself out of the water's edge. “My baby!” his mother screamed running over and Roshi followed to help the poor demi Saiyan. But Bulma's eyes were fixed and she couldn't move. There was Vegeta. Armour almost completely shredded off with a large hole through the chest...

 

 

The Funeral for the fallen heroes was held two days later in the Capsule Corporation grounds. The attendance was small and was comprised of the Briefs family, the residence of Kame house, Chi chi, Ox king and Gohan. Gohan looked bad. Shortly after being found, Yajirobe had turned up with sensu beans so physically the boy was fine. But after witnessing the demise of almost everyone important to him, the young child of 11 looked damaged inside. Words were said for all the warriors, and tears shed for all. But this was just the beginning of a long, ongoing battle.

 

 

A/N: Thanks guys. Feedback would be greatly appreciated. And I will update but it may be a few weeks. Busy busy busy with University!

 

Thanks again for reading!!!