Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORP/THANKSGIVING PARTY ❯ THE WEDDING / "So it is down to you and it is down to me ( Chapter 9 )
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By: Jubei_chan 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Psychological / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 255 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Psychological / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 255 | Status: Completed
NOTES:
Many thanx to all who review! WARNINGS: Language,violence, ...... and a whole host of mayhem!
DISCLAIMERS: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz
Communications, Bird Studios, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc.........Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, the Chief,
Madeline, Kevin, Bobby, Ryan, Jessie, and Danny are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh at all the angst I cause*).
SPECIAL DISCLAIMER NOTES: *** "So it is down to you and it is down to me"*** (a quote from "The Princess Bride" from the book by
William S. Goldberg and screenplay by Goldberg & Reiner). That is dedicated to some special chibis out there who know who their DM is......You all
are my treasure.....enjoy this because the next series will be on the way soon!
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FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/THANKSGIVING DINNER
Part Eight: THE WEDDING / "So it is down to you and it is down to me"**
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The dawn of the next morning was a cold one. Bulma shivered a bit and snuggled next to...........no one. ~~NOW where was that baka?~~ She briefly
heard the shower running and realized the Saiyan no Chauvinist was up getting ready to train until the wedding......which he felt forced to attend, he
had said. His only reason for even going was 'if I let you go alone, onna, you will let yourself get killed.....you can't walk out of the house without
getting a papercut'......~~That smart ketsunoana....I'll show him!~~ Bulma stretched out lazily and slowly got up....~~Well, if that jerk could use my
bathroom, I can use his, ha!~~ When Bulma made it back to her room after her shower, Vegeta was no where to be found. ~~ Good!~~ she smirked
with satisfaction, ~~Baka got his own food, and left me alone.....this IS a rare treat!~~
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In the gravity room, Vegeta began his repetitions once more at the 430 g level; kick, thrust, parry, hi-jump back kick. He levitated to the control
panel to engage the training bots.....now he would try the new spin kicks and ki-blast with the bots ringing him in fast circles. This would hone his
abilities of different attack maneuvers during continuous assaults. Who knows today might be the day he became a Super Saiyan!
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Chi-chi looked down once more at her watch as the air taxi slowed. ~~ 10 am, perfect!~~ Bulma had called to ask Chi-chi if she would come to help
with the finishing touches to the wedding decorations in the Ballroom. The Ballroom this evening would be the place for the Wedding and the
Reception to follow. She and Gohan began to remove some of the boxes filled with net-wrapped birdseed bundles, tied with the brides colors. As
they retrieved the parcels, Goku strode up to the main door to knock, and make sure Bulma was ready for them.........but his hand stopped before his
massive knuckles could even announce their arrival.......a cold, death-like hand grabbed at his heart and yanked. In the blink of an eye he went
Super Saiyan, golden hair flame tipped with fire of new life. He grabbed the filthy piece of parchment, and with his right hand fingers touching his
center forehead he nodded and was gone.
Gohan looked up to see his father wink out sight. He had sensed the transformation to Super Saiyan and new that it meant only one thing......trouble
afoot.........He thought of going to help, but Chi-chi distracted him with the task at hand. When they got up to the doorway and saw that no one had
opened the door, Chi-chi exclaimed,"Now I thought he was going to knock at let Bulma know we were here!"
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Inside of the Gravity Room Vegeta had just finished a spectacular set of repetitive ki reflections and blasts, when he felt the presence of a strong ki.
Whirling around he found the site of Kakkarot, and he was Super Saiyan.
"So, you come to fight me now, eh, Kakkarot? Very well, while I have not yet attained my birthright,but I am still one of the strongest warriors! "
Vegeta growled in challenge.
While something in his Saiyan blood stirred to that challenge, Goku merely shrugged and glared at the Saiyan no Ouji. "Vegeta there is no time for
that...there is something much more dangerous that needs your attention and mine."
"Nani? Androids? But they weren't suppose to show up for another year and a half!"
"No, Vegeta, this is something else......look...." and with that the Golden warrior handed the infamous paper to Vegeta.
The anger and anguish which showed on Vegeta's face was unfathomable. He threw back his head and in an instant burst forth in a spectacular burst
of blue fire, bellowing a Saiyan curse at the top of his lungs. His rage was bottomless; black eyes turned to the Super Saiyan next to him..."We finish
this NOW!"
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The Ballroom had undergone a magical transformation. The decorators, after cleaning up last nights, er... uhm...leftovers had replaced all the small
dining tables with chairs. Each chair was garnished with white rosebuds, babies breath and aqua ribbon. Colorful bits of light teal and white
interlaced the room, punctuated by large sprays of white roses, and more babies breath. The live flowers gave the room a lovely aromatic scent.....it
wafted around the large space, and lent to the beauty.
Bulma, Chi-Chi and Gohan had just finished putting the last of the Wedding throws on their designated table, when Bulma felt an electric jolt through
her body. She felt Vegeta and through their Bond felt a rage emanating from him the likes of which she had never experienced. ~~Kami!~~ She
whirled around and saw the looks on Chi-Chi's and Gohan's faces. They too were experiencing something by the looks of awe on their faces.
Before anyone could react Vegeta flew into the room and straight to Bulma. ~~Stay by me Onna. You are not to leave my side for the remainder of
the day~~ the power and command that he sent with this thought through their bond was enormous. It was not a request, or a command, it was a
statement that was to be. The blue aura which surrounded Vegeta also lent credence to the enormity of his thoughts. Bulma merely nodded, too
much in shock to reply......a first for Bulma Briefs.......to be utterly speechless.
Bulma recovered after a moment, "Goku, Vegeta, what is going on?"
Oddly enough it was Goku that took charge of the situation,"Bulma....there has been another note...."
At that both Bulma and Chi-Chi went pale. They knew the implications of the notes before, and for their Mates to react as they did now, could only
mean that this new missive was even more dangerous. Bulma sudden looked very small in Vegeta's eyes, which made him that much more
angry..........as Kami as his witness this hiretsukan would pay.............pay with his life...........He would ask Kami to give the ketsonoana a thousand
lifetimes just so he would have the pleasure of ripping each one to shreds.
The remainder of the afternoon was in a blur of preparations. Goku and Gohan had generously lent their help to Danny, as he unloaded the
additional sound speakers, wires and lighting gels that were going to be used for the Wedding. Chi-Chi was helping Bulma galvanize the caterers into
some kind of order so that the Reception Buffet and Wedding Cake would be in place at the proper time.
Vegeta had been true to his word, shadowing every move that Bulma made......he would only stop to glance at the note. He raised it to his sensitive
nose, and once again inhaled. Yes.............yes, it definitely was two humans. One had been more involved with the usage of the paper than the other.
He imprinted the scent in his mind......he would be waiting......
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It was around 5pm. when Bulma went to get ready. The Son family and Vegeta accompanied her back to the main building, where Bulma had shown
Goku, Chi-Chi and Gohan to the guest rooms so they could begin getting ready. Then she began to wearily make her way down the hall to her room
to begin her own preparations.
~~Shimatta! I have GOT to pull out of this.....so there's a note......so there might be danger.....I've got Vegeta and Son-kun here plus the other
senshi!~~ With that thought she squared her shoulders and made her way to the shower. She adjusted the water temperature and then climbed in to
that heavenly onslaught of driving, warm rain. The hot pulsing liquid washed over her, enveloping her like a lover. She lost herself in a world of
secure sensations.
She never heard him enter.
He snuck up carefully.......now was the time. He had waited long enough and the little jajauma would now pay for her insolence. ~~Its a shame
really, little pansuke. If you had just done as you were told, your life might have been spared. But NO you always have to win. So many people
mistake your shrewish outbursts as strength. All you had to do is keep your trap shut..........last time, little jajauma, and then you finally meet Enma
Diao.~~
As he approached the shower, he pulled the gag from the leather jacket. He had enough of the chemical on it to knock her out.....the only
disadvantage was the dead weight of someone passed out.......
On Bulma's bed lay the shimmering bridesmaid dress................
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Vegeta quickly finished his hasty shower. He protested having to leave Bulma but gave in to her request. She wanted him ready for that damned
Wedding. Vegeta snatched up the formal wear that had been laid out for him, and wasted no time getting dressed. His gold-tips boots, however, he
would wear and not those ridiculous shoes. That was one point he would never waiver on...... Now, to go find his Mate.
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He could see her outline through the glass shower stall....Yamcha hesitated for a moment feeling a need stirring in his groin. Notwithstanding Bulma
was by far one of the most attractive, and alluring women he had ever taken out.....just a damn shame she never shared his bed. She, in all her
feistiness, was an annoying prude; now she was a pansuke for that alien......but not for long.
His black leather pants and jacket moved quietly, softening in the steam from the shower. Just a few more steps.......a few more......... He grabbed
the handle of the door, and in one swift move came up behind her, placing the chemical gag to her face. Her slick, shower soaked body slumped
against him within moments. Now time to leave. He hastily toweled her off and threw over her body the turkish robe that hung near the shower
stall. Tying the sash securely in front, he picked up her limp body and made for the balcony window....and out he flew in the afternoon sky to his
apartment..........to finish this once and for all.
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Time was drawing close and the smiling families, friends, and acquaintances of the Bride and Groom filtered in.....Dina, Tien, Devon, Piccolo, Ursula
and Krillian had arrived first in order to make sure everything was set before the Wedding got underway. Son-kun and family had come to the
ballroom, and took the role of greeters, while Gohan took the duties of Usher.
Even Master Roshi had shown up. "Oh, Puar, and Oolong took Chaotzu to visit Korin. When Bulma mentioned this little shindig, I hadn't the heart
to say no. After all,"he winked,"I never pass up a chance to kiss the bride! That little spitfire of a redhead is just my speed!"
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Vegeta left as quickly as he could for the Ballroom. Bulma was probably there already, and he didn't want her unattended any longer. As he got
there he noticed at least a hundred people, and not one of them Bulma. ~~Shimatta! That little majo!~~ He began his search for her.........
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He propped her in a straight back chair and began to bind her......~~We can't have you leaving the cage, little pigeon, now can we?~~ He first tied the
noose around her neck, leaving enough slack in order to make the connection to the wrists. He then bound her wrists. ~~ Now! If she moves her
wrists to much, poor little pansuke will just choke..............that would be a shame really..............lets hope she chose to cooperate~~. He then bound
her left leg to the corresponding chair leg, and repeated the process for her right leg. ~~Now.....~~
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~~I will KILL her for making me worry like this~~ fuming thoughts smoked in his brain. He strode immediately to her bathroom....~~ That damn
woman is STILL showering?~~ As he started to make his way into the bathroom that is when he noticed the soaking wet parallel lines.........like
someone had been dragged.
"BULMA.....NOOOOOOOO!" He ran to the bathroom to find an overflowing shower stall and a waft of wet, warm leather that hung in the air.........
........his Mate gone.............
..........his life had just vanished.......
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The first thing that hit her was the searing headache. She was gagged! ~~Kami, what happened!~~ She blinked slowly, with puffy sore eyes.
~~Why, this was Yamcha's place! What in the name of ...........?~~ She turned her head slightly and felt a painful scraping against her neck. It was
then she that she felt the bindings on her wrists and legs.
"Ah, so the pansuke wakes up. Well, well, well. How does it feel to be tied and helpless, Bulma? I just thought it was time that I personally thank
you for that WONDERFUL little Halloween performance. I have quite a number of things in store to show my gratitude" Yamcha sneered.
The back of his powerful hand struck solid against her delicate cheek bone,"What? Nothing to say? Why Bulma you always like to have the last
word.........looks like that privilege will be reserved for me this time," he spat. The wet saliva slammed into her swollen eyes.
"Bulma, I thought better of you. Here I made a commitment to fight the Androids, a battle which is futile. I was willing to sacrifice my life for you.
You and your little friends, thank me by making a public mockery of me with that ridiculous little performance. You have NO idea what it is to die.
But that will change, little jajauma, that will change" his eyes narrowed dangerously, glittering with unholy fire. "You must let me thank you properly
for such a wonderful show" he smirked.
~~Vegeta! Dear Kami, help me......Aishiteru~~ and with that thought flung to the heavens, Bulma passed out.
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Vegeta in that instant felt it. It hit him like an electric current, bolting him ramrod straight. He felt her and a plea for help.
~~KKKAAAKKAROT!!!!!!! IT IS TIME!!~~
Goku felt the incredible jolt once more. That ancient summons intertwined with the mind. Vegeta! He quickly made excuses and raced to the main
building - to his Prince. When he had reached Bulma's room the sight which hit his eyes was one of horror. He knew.....
He knew........
Vegeta never said a word. He merely looked to the taller Saiyan; a look that was the command to go into battle. Goku knew what he had to
do........They ascended out of Bulma's balcony and into the late afternoon sky......to whatever enemy awaited them......
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As they flew toward the direction the Vegeta felt, Goku's mind once more drifted to the scent.........that familiar tugging odor he had sensed on the
hateful scraps. It seemed so familiar, like he had known it since boyhood. He shook out of his reverie to gaze around the landscape. ~~Wait!
No............good Kami no..............How could?...........O, sweet Chikyuu why?~~
He knew.........they were heading in a familiar direction that led to the one person he never thought in a million years would be capable of such a
crime.........................................
Yamcha.
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Once more the sharp metallic glove hit Bulma across the mouth. The warm blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth and ran down the side of her
chin. It had begun to cake, joining all the other drying rivulets on her face. ~~Kami I feel like kuso!~~ She had passed out more than once already,
only to be shook awake for another barrage from Yamcha..........In the name of Kami, she wondered where Vegeta could be...........
"So how do you like my glove, Bulma. You were always the fashion queen. I picked this little number up from an old antique shop....a chain mail
glove...stylish, yet practical" he chuckled evilly, and once more bashed his hand across her face. Large purple welts covered her face........~~Please
let this end.....VEGETA!!~~her mind screamed.
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Closer and closer they approached as Vegeta followed instinct. They touched down by a relatively moderate apartment complex and Vegeta whirled
around trying to get the barings that cried out to his blood and soul. But it was then that Goku stepped in..........
"Follow me Vegeta.....we have no time to lose. She is close, and I will lead you to her." Goku said firmly.
Vegeta growled deep, mutter a saiyan curse under his breathe. "YOU KNEW OF THIS YOU IMBECILE? YOU WILL PAY WITH YOUR LIFE!"
"No Vegeta, I didn't know about this until we started following the senses you were picking up.....The smell on the paper is one that I have known
since boyhood.....I never really realized it until we were halfway here. Come on we haven't a moment to lose.." and Son-kun quickly strode to the
apartment door of one Yamcha.
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"Wake up you jajauma!" Yamcha spat. "I'm not through with you yet......still a bit more fun before you 'leave'!"
Bulma moaned, her jaw opening slightly which reopened the wounds on her mouth, cracking the drying caked blood. "Yamcha, please.......don't do
this" she croaked in a weak, hoarse voice. She could barely see now, eyes swollen shut from the head trauma she was sustaining........
It was at this moment a blinding bluish white beam of light seared into the apartment. The sturdy door was no more, but in its place the halo forms of
two majestic Saiyans.
The first blast threw him against the wall, leaving a huge, gaping hole as he slid to the floor......Vegeta howled an unearthly sound; bellowing a war cry
of death in the saiyan tongue and as old as Time itself. In a blazing streak, he had a claw clamp on Yamcha's throat, squeezing either side of the
juglar veins........he raised the pathetic ketsunoana up and began to bash Yamcha's head against the concrete floor,"
YOU......(slam)....WILL.....(slam)....PAY...(slam) !!!! YOU....... WILL....... NOT .......HAVE THE......... PLEASURE OF .......EVEN........ DYING!"
Goku had once more become Super Saiyan. He strode to where Bulma was to check her pulse in her neck and then over to where Vegeta was
pummeling Yamcha. "Vegeta, stop. This is not the way to justice. He must be punished according to the laws set down here.......and Bulma needs
you right now.....we need to get her to that modified regeneration tank she had been working on after her last attack".
"I will kill you later Kakkarot.....you have NO right to tell the Prince of all Vegetsei what it is that I should do......." but Vegeta stopped his tirade
when he caught a good glimpse at Bulma. He nearly collapsed on the spot. "Very well. Serve your Prince in this, DO NOT LET THIS PIECE OF
KUSO LEAVE."
Vegeta with a small concentrated ki, managed to sever her bonds. The rope burns that encased her delicate throat and wrists were raw and welted.
He picked her up gently and once more in the ancient Saiyan tongue, directed Goku to return quickly with him to Capsule Corporation.
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The Wedding meanwhile had gotten underway, because in all honesty with the 200 + guest milling around, it was impossible to postpone it any
longer. The simple exchange of vows had been beautiful. Jason and his Monique's final dream had become a reality, but a shadow had hung over
the nuptials......Bulma's, Goku's and Vegeta's absence made for a strained atmosphere.
Goku had quickly restrained the injured Yamcha, and then went to the Ballroom to make the announcement. The walk was a long and painful one; he
knew that this would come as a great blow to all.
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Vegeta kissed his Mate carefully, and the prepared her for the regeneration tank. Never in his wildest dreams did he think his life with this onna
would come to this ....... he felt utterly helpless and the anger that it stirred was bottomless. After placing the breathing apparatus in place and filling
up the chamber, he activated the module, and then sat.....he failed her once more by leaving.......he found himself always leaving where she was
concerned.................
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Most of the guests left early after the revelation on Bulma's attack. The Chief and Jason quickly accompanied Goku, grim determination in their
faces. It was all any of them could do not to eliminate this heinous man they had once called friend.
It was then that Vegeta strolled in, and came face to face with the nightmare that had plagued his Mate........his Bulma.
"You filthy piece of kuso. Kutabacchimae!!!! " he growled. He grabbed hold of Yamcha's throat once more, the blow so crushing that an untrained
human would have died from a smashed windpipe. He brought up his other hand, and gathered a huge amount of ki.......The final blast attack....Final
Flash.......
But a golden warrior with jade green eyes caught hold of the Saiyan no Ouji's hand, stopping that fatal attack. "No Vegeta. His death will not serve
any purpose. While what he did was wrong, death is not necessarily the answer. The androids are coming and we need every able bodies senshi to
help with that attack. And his death will not erase what he did to Bulma......"
Vegeta mulled over Goku's words. The third class hiretsukan did have a valid point. This piece of human refuse was good to absorb any attack
thrown at them by the Androids, and would serve as an excellent human shield.
"Very well Kakkarot. Your point is well taken." He turned to the broken creature that he still held grasped at the throat,"You are truly fortunate
today, ketsunoana. If it had not been for the interceding of my subject, you would not be living now. You will serve your purpose when the Androids
come but until then know this: If you think her name, you die. If you imagine her face, you will die. If you speak her name, or in any other way have
any dealings with my Mate, you die...........And if the Androids do not claim your life, know this..........we will settle this once and for all."
The Princes words had been mind numbing. The revelation that he had just spoken were not lost on the Z senshi, and their friends.........Jason and the
Chief then proceeded to bring Yamcha into custody.......on the way to the police air car, Jason slammed his fist into Yamcha's nose and then as he
helped him into the back seat of the squad car, broke every finger on his left hand in a crushing grasp.........Crusher had spoken......
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Vegeta sat all that night watching her.....Her blue hair danced like delicate seaweed in a clear coral sea. It amazed him still how this tiny, weak,
insignificant human had twisted his existance........It was absolutely mind numbing....and he wouldn't have stopped if he could have..........All these new
emotions and feelings reeked war and havoc in his soul......but one thing was clear......although she was not a true Saiyan, she was indeed worthy to be
called his Mate......her endurance, battle-like nature, intelligence and beauty made her a Princess.
By morning Bulma looked much better. The wounds had healed.....but her heart and mind where another matter. She had felt him of course.....felt
his turmoil, but she loved Vegeta enough to help him as he was helping her..........
Truly they all had much to be thankful for................
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EPILOGUE:
Yamcha had been taken into custody, and arraigned in Gingertown's Federal Courthouse. Charged with aggravated assault, and battery, he was
found guilty but released on probation into the custody of Master Roshi. His mental stability at the time had come into play, keeping his sentence a
light one. Goku too had shown up at court to vouch for his friend. Despite all that Yamcha had done, he knew that desperation and despair had
driven him mad.......the fact that Yamcha had not done this in his right mind had salvaged their friendship.
Yamcha was to train and stay with Roshi from here on out. At the end of the designated period, one year, he was to return to Court and undergo
evaluation.
And the Androids were still to come..........................
Many thanx to all who review! WARNINGS: Language,violence, ...... and a whole host of mayhem!
DISCLAIMERS: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz
Communications, Bird Studios, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc.........Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, the Chief,
Madeline, Kevin, Bobby, Ryan, Jessie, and Danny are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh at all the angst I cause*).
SPECIAL DISCLAIMER NOTES: *** "So it is down to you and it is down to me"*** (a quote from "The Princess Bride" from the book by
William S. Goldberg and screenplay by Goldberg & Reiner). That is dedicated to some special chibis out there who know who their DM is......You all
are my treasure.....enjoy this because the next series will be on the way soon!
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FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/THANKSGIVING DINNER
Part Eight: THE WEDDING / "So it is down to you and it is down to me"**
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The dawn of the next morning was a cold one. Bulma shivered a bit and snuggled next to...........no one. ~~NOW where was that baka?~~ She briefly
heard the shower running and realized the Saiyan no Chauvinist was up getting ready to train until the wedding......which he felt forced to attend, he
had said. His only reason for even going was 'if I let you go alone, onna, you will let yourself get killed.....you can't walk out of the house without
getting a papercut'......~~That smart ketsunoana....I'll show him!~~ Bulma stretched out lazily and slowly got up....~~Well, if that jerk could use my
bathroom, I can use his, ha!~~ When Bulma made it back to her room after her shower, Vegeta was no where to be found. ~~ Good!~~ she smirked
with satisfaction, ~~Baka got his own food, and left me alone.....this IS a rare treat!~~
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In the gravity room, Vegeta began his repetitions once more at the 430 g level; kick, thrust, parry, hi-jump back kick. He levitated to the control
panel to engage the training bots.....now he would try the new spin kicks and ki-blast with the bots ringing him in fast circles. This would hone his
abilities of different attack maneuvers during continuous assaults. Who knows today might be the day he became a Super Saiyan!
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Chi-chi looked down once more at her watch as the air taxi slowed. ~~ 10 am, perfect!~~ Bulma had called to ask Chi-chi if she would come to help
with the finishing touches to the wedding decorations in the Ballroom. The Ballroom this evening would be the place for the Wedding and the
Reception to follow. She and Gohan began to remove some of the boxes filled with net-wrapped birdseed bundles, tied with the brides colors. As
they retrieved the parcels, Goku strode up to the main door to knock, and make sure Bulma was ready for them.........but his hand stopped before his
massive knuckles could even announce their arrival.......a cold, death-like hand grabbed at his heart and yanked. In the blink of an eye he went
Super Saiyan, golden hair flame tipped with fire of new life. He grabbed the filthy piece of parchment, and with his right hand fingers touching his
center forehead he nodded and was gone.
Gohan looked up to see his father wink out sight. He had sensed the transformation to Super Saiyan and new that it meant only one thing......trouble
afoot.........He thought of going to help, but Chi-chi distracted him with the task at hand. When they got up to the doorway and saw that no one had
opened the door, Chi-chi exclaimed,"Now I thought he was going to knock at let Bulma know we were here!"
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Inside of the Gravity Room Vegeta had just finished a spectacular set of repetitive ki reflections and blasts, when he felt the presence of a strong ki.
Whirling around he found the site of Kakkarot, and he was Super Saiyan.
"So, you come to fight me now, eh, Kakkarot? Very well, while I have not yet attained my birthright,but I am still one of the strongest warriors! "
Vegeta growled in challenge.
While something in his Saiyan blood stirred to that challenge, Goku merely shrugged and glared at the Saiyan no Ouji. "Vegeta there is no time for
that...there is something much more dangerous that needs your attention and mine."
"Nani? Androids? But they weren't suppose to show up for another year and a half!"
"No, Vegeta, this is something else......look...." and with that the Golden warrior handed the infamous paper to Vegeta.
The anger and anguish which showed on Vegeta's face was unfathomable. He threw back his head and in an instant burst forth in a spectacular burst
of blue fire, bellowing a Saiyan curse at the top of his lungs. His rage was bottomless; black eyes turned to the Super Saiyan next to him..."We finish
this NOW!"
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The Ballroom had undergone a magical transformation. The decorators, after cleaning up last nights, er... uhm...leftovers had replaced all the small
dining tables with chairs. Each chair was garnished with white rosebuds, babies breath and aqua ribbon. Colorful bits of light teal and white
interlaced the room, punctuated by large sprays of white roses, and more babies breath. The live flowers gave the room a lovely aromatic scent.....it
wafted around the large space, and lent to the beauty.
Bulma, Chi-Chi and Gohan had just finished putting the last of the Wedding throws on their designated table, when Bulma felt an electric jolt through
her body. She felt Vegeta and through their Bond felt a rage emanating from him the likes of which she had never experienced. ~~Kami!~~ She
whirled around and saw the looks on Chi-Chi's and Gohan's faces. They too were experiencing something by the looks of awe on their faces.
Before anyone could react Vegeta flew into the room and straight to Bulma. ~~Stay by me Onna. You are not to leave my side for the remainder of
the day~~ the power and command that he sent with this thought through their bond was enormous. It was not a request, or a command, it was a
statement that was to be. The blue aura which surrounded Vegeta also lent credence to the enormity of his thoughts. Bulma merely nodded, too
much in shock to reply......a first for Bulma Briefs.......to be utterly speechless.
Bulma recovered after a moment, "Goku, Vegeta, what is going on?"
Oddly enough it was Goku that took charge of the situation,"Bulma....there has been another note...."
At that both Bulma and Chi-Chi went pale. They knew the implications of the notes before, and for their Mates to react as they did now, could only
mean that this new missive was even more dangerous. Bulma sudden looked very small in Vegeta's eyes, which made him that much more
angry..........as Kami as his witness this hiretsukan would pay.............pay with his life...........He would ask Kami to give the ketsonoana a thousand
lifetimes just so he would have the pleasure of ripping each one to shreds.
The remainder of the afternoon was in a blur of preparations. Goku and Gohan had generously lent their help to Danny, as he unloaded the
additional sound speakers, wires and lighting gels that were going to be used for the Wedding. Chi-Chi was helping Bulma galvanize the caterers into
some kind of order so that the Reception Buffet and Wedding Cake would be in place at the proper time.
Vegeta had been true to his word, shadowing every move that Bulma made......he would only stop to glance at the note. He raised it to his sensitive
nose, and once again inhaled. Yes.............yes, it definitely was two humans. One had been more involved with the usage of the paper than the other.
He imprinted the scent in his mind......he would be waiting......
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It was around 5pm. when Bulma went to get ready. The Son family and Vegeta accompanied her back to the main building, where Bulma had shown
Goku, Chi-Chi and Gohan to the guest rooms so they could begin getting ready. Then she began to wearily make her way down the hall to her room
to begin her own preparations.
~~Shimatta! I have GOT to pull out of this.....so there's a note......so there might be danger.....I've got Vegeta and Son-kun here plus the other
senshi!~~ With that thought she squared her shoulders and made her way to the shower. She adjusted the water temperature and then climbed in to
that heavenly onslaught of driving, warm rain. The hot pulsing liquid washed over her, enveloping her like a lover. She lost herself in a world of
secure sensations.
She never heard him enter.
He snuck up carefully.......now was the time. He had waited long enough and the little jajauma would now pay for her insolence. ~~Its a shame
really, little pansuke. If you had just done as you were told, your life might have been spared. But NO you always have to win. So many people
mistake your shrewish outbursts as strength. All you had to do is keep your trap shut..........last time, little jajauma, and then you finally meet Enma
Diao.~~
As he approached the shower, he pulled the gag from the leather jacket. He had enough of the chemical on it to knock her out.....the only
disadvantage was the dead weight of someone passed out.......
On Bulma's bed lay the shimmering bridesmaid dress................
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Vegeta quickly finished his hasty shower. He protested having to leave Bulma but gave in to her request. She wanted him ready for that damned
Wedding. Vegeta snatched up the formal wear that had been laid out for him, and wasted no time getting dressed. His gold-tips boots, however, he
would wear and not those ridiculous shoes. That was one point he would never waiver on...... Now, to go find his Mate.
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He could see her outline through the glass shower stall....Yamcha hesitated for a moment feeling a need stirring in his groin. Notwithstanding Bulma
was by far one of the most attractive, and alluring women he had ever taken out.....just a damn shame she never shared his bed. She, in all her
feistiness, was an annoying prude; now she was a pansuke for that alien......but not for long.
His black leather pants and jacket moved quietly, softening in the steam from the shower. Just a few more steps.......a few more......... He grabbed
the handle of the door, and in one swift move came up behind her, placing the chemical gag to her face. Her slick, shower soaked body slumped
against him within moments. Now time to leave. He hastily toweled her off and threw over her body the turkish robe that hung near the shower
stall. Tying the sash securely in front, he picked up her limp body and made for the balcony window....and out he flew in the afternoon sky to his
apartment..........to finish this once and for all.
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Time was drawing close and the smiling families, friends, and acquaintances of the Bride and Groom filtered in.....Dina, Tien, Devon, Piccolo, Ursula
and Krillian had arrived first in order to make sure everything was set before the Wedding got underway. Son-kun and family had come to the
ballroom, and took the role of greeters, while Gohan took the duties of Usher.
Even Master Roshi had shown up. "Oh, Puar, and Oolong took Chaotzu to visit Korin. When Bulma mentioned this little shindig, I hadn't the heart
to say no. After all,"he winked,"I never pass up a chance to kiss the bride! That little spitfire of a redhead is just my speed!"
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Vegeta left as quickly as he could for the Ballroom. Bulma was probably there already, and he didn't want her unattended any longer. As he got
there he noticed at least a hundred people, and not one of them Bulma. ~~Shimatta! That little majo!~~ He began his search for her.........
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He propped her in a straight back chair and began to bind her......~~We can't have you leaving the cage, little pigeon, now can we?~~ He first tied the
noose around her neck, leaving enough slack in order to make the connection to the wrists. He then bound her wrists. ~~ Now! If she moves her
wrists to much, poor little pansuke will just choke..............that would be a shame really..............lets hope she chose to cooperate~~. He then bound
her left leg to the corresponding chair leg, and repeated the process for her right leg. ~~Now.....~~
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~~I will KILL her for making me worry like this~~ fuming thoughts smoked in his brain. He strode immediately to her bathroom....~~ That damn
woman is STILL showering?~~ As he started to make his way into the bathroom that is when he noticed the soaking wet parallel lines.........like
someone had been dragged.
"BULMA.....NOOOOOOOO!" He ran to the bathroom to find an overflowing shower stall and a waft of wet, warm leather that hung in the air.........
........his Mate gone.............
..........his life had just vanished.......
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The first thing that hit her was the searing headache. She was gagged! ~~Kami, what happened!~~ She blinked slowly, with puffy sore eyes.
~~Why, this was Yamcha's place! What in the name of ...........?~~ She turned her head slightly and felt a painful scraping against her neck. It was
then she that she felt the bindings on her wrists and legs.
"Ah, so the pansuke wakes up. Well, well, well. How does it feel to be tied and helpless, Bulma? I just thought it was time that I personally thank
you for that WONDERFUL little Halloween performance. I have quite a number of things in store to show my gratitude" Yamcha sneered.
The back of his powerful hand struck solid against her delicate cheek bone,"What? Nothing to say? Why Bulma you always like to have the last
word.........looks like that privilege will be reserved for me this time," he spat. The wet saliva slammed into her swollen eyes.
"Bulma, I thought better of you. Here I made a commitment to fight the Androids, a battle which is futile. I was willing to sacrifice my life for you.
You and your little friends, thank me by making a public mockery of me with that ridiculous little performance. You have NO idea what it is to die.
But that will change, little jajauma, that will change" his eyes narrowed dangerously, glittering with unholy fire. "You must let me thank you properly
for such a wonderful show" he smirked.
~~Vegeta! Dear Kami, help me......Aishiteru~~ and with that thought flung to the heavens, Bulma passed out.
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Vegeta in that instant felt it. It hit him like an electric current, bolting him ramrod straight. He felt her and a plea for help.
~~KKKAAAKKAROT!!!!!!! IT IS TIME!!~~
Goku felt the incredible jolt once more. That ancient summons intertwined with the mind. Vegeta! He quickly made excuses and raced to the main
building - to his Prince. When he had reached Bulma's room the sight which hit his eyes was one of horror. He knew.....
He knew........
Vegeta never said a word. He merely looked to the taller Saiyan; a look that was the command to go into battle. Goku knew what he had to
do........They ascended out of Bulma's balcony and into the late afternoon sky......to whatever enemy awaited them......
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As they flew toward the direction the Vegeta felt, Goku's mind once more drifted to the scent.........that familiar tugging odor he had sensed on the
hateful scraps. It seemed so familiar, like he had known it since boyhood. He shook out of his reverie to gaze around the landscape. ~~Wait!
No............good Kami no..............How could?...........O, sweet Chikyuu why?~~
He knew.........they were heading in a familiar direction that led to the one person he never thought in a million years would be capable of such a
crime.........................................
Yamcha.
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Once more the sharp metallic glove hit Bulma across the mouth. The warm blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth and ran down the side of her
chin. It had begun to cake, joining all the other drying rivulets on her face. ~~Kami I feel like kuso!~~ She had passed out more than once already,
only to be shook awake for another barrage from Yamcha..........In the name of Kami, she wondered where Vegeta could be...........
"So how do you like my glove, Bulma. You were always the fashion queen. I picked this little number up from an old antique shop....a chain mail
glove...stylish, yet practical" he chuckled evilly, and once more bashed his hand across her face. Large purple welts covered her face........~~Please
let this end.....VEGETA!!~~her mind screamed.
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Closer and closer they approached as Vegeta followed instinct. They touched down by a relatively moderate apartment complex and Vegeta whirled
around trying to get the barings that cried out to his blood and soul. But it was then that Goku stepped in..........
"Follow me Vegeta.....we have no time to lose. She is close, and I will lead you to her." Goku said firmly.
Vegeta growled deep, mutter a saiyan curse under his breathe. "YOU KNEW OF THIS YOU IMBECILE? YOU WILL PAY WITH YOUR LIFE!"
"No Vegeta, I didn't know about this until we started following the senses you were picking up.....The smell on the paper is one that I have known
since boyhood.....I never really realized it until we were halfway here. Come on we haven't a moment to lose.." and Son-kun quickly strode to the
apartment door of one Yamcha.
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"Wake up you jajauma!" Yamcha spat. "I'm not through with you yet......still a bit more fun before you 'leave'!"
Bulma moaned, her jaw opening slightly which reopened the wounds on her mouth, cracking the drying caked blood. "Yamcha, please.......don't do
this" she croaked in a weak, hoarse voice. She could barely see now, eyes swollen shut from the head trauma she was sustaining........
It was at this moment a blinding bluish white beam of light seared into the apartment. The sturdy door was no more, but in its place the halo forms of
two majestic Saiyans.
The first blast threw him against the wall, leaving a huge, gaping hole as he slid to the floor......Vegeta howled an unearthly sound; bellowing a war cry
of death in the saiyan tongue and as old as Time itself. In a blazing streak, he had a claw clamp on Yamcha's throat, squeezing either side of the
juglar veins........he raised the pathetic ketsunoana up and began to bash Yamcha's head against the concrete floor,"
YOU......(slam)....WILL.....(slam)....PAY...(slam) !!!! YOU....... WILL....... NOT .......HAVE THE......... PLEASURE OF .......EVEN........ DYING!"
Goku had once more become Super Saiyan. He strode to where Bulma was to check her pulse in her neck and then over to where Vegeta was
pummeling Yamcha. "Vegeta, stop. This is not the way to justice. He must be punished according to the laws set down here.......and Bulma needs
you right now.....we need to get her to that modified regeneration tank she had been working on after her last attack".
"I will kill you later Kakkarot.....you have NO right to tell the Prince of all Vegetsei what it is that I should do......." but Vegeta stopped his tirade
when he caught a good glimpse at Bulma. He nearly collapsed on the spot. "Very well. Serve your Prince in this, DO NOT LET THIS PIECE OF
KUSO LEAVE."
Vegeta with a small concentrated ki, managed to sever her bonds. The rope burns that encased her delicate throat and wrists were raw and welted.
He picked her up gently and once more in the ancient Saiyan tongue, directed Goku to return quickly with him to Capsule Corporation.
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The Wedding meanwhile had gotten underway, because in all honesty with the 200 + guest milling around, it was impossible to postpone it any
longer. The simple exchange of vows had been beautiful. Jason and his Monique's final dream had become a reality, but a shadow had hung over
the nuptials......Bulma's, Goku's and Vegeta's absence made for a strained atmosphere.
Goku had quickly restrained the injured Yamcha, and then went to the Ballroom to make the announcement. The walk was a long and painful one; he
knew that this would come as a great blow to all.
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Vegeta kissed his Mate carefully, and the prepared her for the regeneration tank. Never in his wildest dreams did he think his life with this onna
would come to this ....... he felt utterly helpless and the anger that it stirred was bottomless. After placing the breathing apparatus in place and filling
up the chamber, he activated the module, and then sat.....he failed her once more by leaving.......he found himself always leaving where she was
concerned.................
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Most of the guests left early after the revelation on Bulma's attack. The Chief and Jason quickly accompanied Goku, grim determination in their
faces. It was all any of them could do not to eliminate this heinous man they had once called friend.
It was then that Vegeta strolled in, and came face to face with the nightmare that had plagued his Mate........his Bulma.
"You filthy piece of kuso. Kutabacchimae!!!! " he growled. He grabbed hold of Yamcha's throat once more, the blow so crushing that an untrained
human would have died from a smashed windpipe. He brought up his other hand, and gathered a huge amount of ki.......The final blast attack....Final
Flash.......
But a golden warrior with jade green eyes caught hold of the Saiyan no Ouji's hand, stopping that fatal attack. "No Vegeta. His death will not serve
any purpose. While what he did was wrong, death is not necessarily the answer. The androids are coming and we need every able bodies senshi to
help with that attack. And his death will not erase what he did to Bulma......"
Vegeta mulled over Goku's words. The third class hiretsukan did have a valid point. This piece of human refuse was good to absorb any attack
thrown at them by the Androids, and would serve as an excellent human shield.
"Very well Kakkarot. Your point is well taken." He turned to the broken creature that he still held grasped at the throat,"You are truly fortunate
today, ketsunoana. If it had not been for the interceding of my subject, you would not be living now. You will serve your purpose when the Androids
come but until then know this: If you think her name, you die. If you imagine her face, you will die. If you speak her name, or in any other way have
any dealings with my Mate, you die...........And if the Androids do not claim your life, know this..........we will settle this once and for all."
The Princes words had been mind numbing. The revelation that he had just spoken were not lost on the Z senshi, and their friends.........Jason and the
Chief then proceeded to bring Yamcha into custody.......on the way to the police air car, Jason slammed his fist into Yamcha's nose and then as he
helped him into the back seat of the squad car, broke every finger on his left hand in a crushing grasp.........Crusher had spoken......
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Vegeta sat all that night watching her.....Her blue hair danced like delicate seaweed in a clear coral sea. It amazed him still how this tiny, weak,
insignificant human had twisted his existance........It was absolutely mind numbing....and he wouldn't have stopped if he could have..........All these new
emotions and feelings reeked war and havoc in his soul......but one thing was clear......although she was not a true Saiyan, she was indeed worthy to be
called his Mate......her endurance, battle-like nature, intelligence and beauty made her a Princess.
By morning Bulma looked much better. The wounds had healed.....but her heart and mind where another matter. She had felt him of course.....felt
his turmoil, but she loved Vegeta enough to help him as he was helping her..........
Truly they all had much to be thankful for................
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EPILOGUE:
Yamcha had been taken into custody, and arraigned in Gingertown's Federal Courthouse. Charged with aggravated assault, and battery, he was
found guilty but released on probation into the custody of Master Roshi. His mental stability at the time had come into play, keeping his sentence a
light one. Goku too had shown up at court to vouch for his friend. Despite all that Yamcha had done, he knew that desperation and despair had
driven him mad.......the fact that Yamcha had not done this in his right mind had salvaged their friendship.
Yamcha was to train and stay with Roshi from here on out. At the end of the designated period, one year, he was to return to Court and undergo
evaluation.
And the Androids were still to come..........................