Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Chapter Twenty - Two ( Chapter 22 )

Chapter Twenty Two:     Bulma looked on in horror as she watched the intruder stand in front of them angry. A feeling of nausea hit her. This isn’t happening, not here. She gripped the bench closing her eyes, trying to force the bile down. She was aware of Vegeta moving to obscure the intruder’s view of her.   “I’ll ask you again, what the fuck are you doing here Shields?” Vegeta bit out heatedly. His guise portrayed one of a man defending his territory. His glare was predatory as he searched for Bulma’s hand behind him. She found his and clutched it, scared. He resisted the urge to look back and reassure her.   “Get the hell away from her!” he screamed warningly. Calvin took a few steps closer. His rage blinding him. Betrayal rang through his mind as he looked at Bulma and his rival.   “Like hell I will,” Vegeta said more calmly. He urged Bulma to stand as Calvin took steps closer. He gently walked back, she falling into step with his own. He felt her shaking, but he knew she understood.   Calvin lunged for Vegeta, “She’s mine!”   Vegeta had turned around and pushed Bulma toward the balcony doors, “Run.”   Bulma stood there in shock as she saw him being tackled to the floor. Calvin and Vegeta tumbled on the ground trying to gain control over the other. At the moment, Calvin had the upper hand. He had Vegeta straddled to the floor pounding ferociously into his body. He missed one as Vegeta turned to his side. Calvin tumbled to the floor. He got up only to be met with Vegeta’s fist. Calvin’ head flung back after the impact. Vegeta walked over him as he cradled his lip on the floor. He lifted up his head again, his eyes met with Vegeta’s glare. He stood up wiping his lip with the back of his hand.   “What do you want with her?” Vegeta asked.   “I should be asking you the same thing, you dirty bastard,” he said between gasps. He held himself defiantly although he knew he looked like a raging lunatic.    Vegeta chuckled at the thought before rushing at him again. He ran him into the nearest wall and began pounding into him. Calvin fought back with all the strength he had left. A crowd had now formed at the balcony door startled by the uproar. Vegeta felt someone hold him back as he kicked Calvin to the ground. He looked over his shoulder ready to lung at whoever stopped him. It was Victoria. He didn’t know how she got there.   “You’re going to kill him!” she screamed. He pulled his arm away from her. He looked at Calvin’s pitiful form rising from the ground. He looked from Victoria to Calvin and realized where he was. They weren’t worth his time.  He turned to walk away.   Calvin stood up, “You can’t be a man and finish off the job. Are you scared to fight with a man?” The crowd looked on as Vegeta continued to walk away. “Or you rather defenseless women.”   Bulma’s mother had pushed herself to the front of the crowd, livid. Her guards behind her ready to attack. “What is the meaning of this?” she demanded.   “Tell them Vegeta; tell them how you attacked Bulma.” Calvin declared triumphantly. Gasps ran through the room. Vegeta turned around to meet Bulma’s eyes. They were wide with fear. So this is how they were going to find out, in front of all these people. He couldn’t let Bulma take the fall, he wouldn’t let her. He looked at her apologetically before answering her mother.   “Is this true?” she asked furiously.   He dropped his head in defeat. “Yes,” he whispered.   She gasped in horror. Not sure of what he said, “What?” she said just as loud.   He raised his head, “He’s right, I attacked her.”   Her mother looked over to Bulma horrified. Bulma stood there looking at Vegeta worrisomely. She couldn’t believe that he just did that. He just sentenced himself. She began to shake her head slowly as her mother misinterpreted her reaction.   “Guards, arrest him,” she screamed pointing in his direction. She then rushed to Bulma’s side as she dropped to the ground crying. Vegeta turned his head as the guards took him by force. They brought his arms behind him and pushed him to the ground. He didn’t resist as they tried dragged him to the doors. The crowd parted for them. He couldn’t look into Bulma’s eyes, they were haunting.   Her mother was looking at her father as he called the police. Bulma just looked at the floor as she cried hard. She wouldn’t let him do this for her. Not like this. “NO!” she screamed as she got up. Everyone looked into her direction as she raced to Vegeta. He was looking at her with confusion.   “Bulma!” her mother screamed chasing her. She managed to reach her as Bulma tripped over her dress.   “Vegeta!” She said as she struggled to get up, “Let him go.”   Vegeta tried to struggle against the guards to get to her. He understood. She didn’t want him to go through with it; at least that’s what he thought.   “Vegeta!” she screamed again. Her mother was restraining her.   “Bulma?” her mother asked.   “I love him,” she said quietly. It was like she screamed it at the top of the world.   That’s all Vegeta needed to hear as he fought to get to her side. Her mother dropped her hands, “What?”   Bulma turned and looked into her eyes, “Mother, I love him.”   “No, you can’t love him. You don’t know what love is. Guards, seize him.”   “No,” she screamed as they tighten their hold on Vegeta. He grimaced in pain.  She turned back to her mother, “Please.”   Her mother shook her head.   “Mother,” she said grabbing her arms, “Listen to me, I’m not a child anymore. He loves me.”   “Let go of me. Guards, take him away,” she said pushing her arms away from her, “You’re foolish to think that he loves you. Look at you, a mere child.” She was trying to hold a peaceful composition.   “No! It isn’t like that.”   “Like the hell it isn’t. No man would ever love a child especially one like you.” Bulma was taken aback by the statement. Never in her life had her mother used such language and in an abrupt way; in front of so much people. She saw that she was losing whatever hold on sanity she had left.   “I am not a child anymore, look at me,” she said gesturing to herself. “He loves me. He’s the only one that ever has mother.” Her mother stopped whatever she had to say there. She looked as if she had been struck across the face. Bulma continued, “I know what I am to you. I’m nothing, but a mistake, isn’t that right? You didn’t want me. I was a nuisance to you. The only imperfect thing in your so perfect life, isn’t that right mother?” Everyone stared at the fight; Vegeta even stopped struggling to hear her.   “That’s why you were never home, shipping me off to boarding school, having anyone, but you raise me. You never loved me. You were in love of what I could be. What I stood for.  It wasn’t until I started coming into age, did you really take interest in me. Always having me go to parties to be your perfect mold: to flirt with everyone, having women wish to be me or near me. Envy goes a long way doesn’t it mother? I was foolish then to think that you had any feelings for me. I was always doing things to please you, but I’m through with that. I’m over you. And I don’t need you.”   “So you are wrong mother, you are the one that doesn’t know what love is. And for that have nothing, but pity for you.” With that she began to run to Vegeta. Everyone looked on speechless as she hugged him tightly. The guards were still holding him when her mother turned from the scene horrified, “Let go of him,” she whispered.   Bulma grinned as they let go of him. He brought his arms around her to complete their embrace. She pulled back to kiss him and he responded happily. They crowd looked on shock into silence not a word was being said as they said in their embrace. What could you say in a situation like this? Calvin watched on as everything unfolded calmly.   “No,” he screamed, “Everyone turned to him, “Are you just going to stand there and let this happen!” They looked at him with blank expressions. It was too much drama for one party. He rolled his eyes; he wasn’t going to stand for it. Taking the initiative, Calvin began charge at Vegeta full force, his fist was raised. Vegeta quickly pushed Bulma out of the way as he stood waiting until he was within distance. He blocked his fist with his left hand and used his right leg to sweep kick him to the floor. Calvin hit the ground with a sickening thud. His eyes rolled to the back of his head momentarily. He laid motionless for a sometime. He was about to bend over to check his breathing when he heard a scream broke through the crowd.   “Calvin!” a young woman cried out. Vegeta followed the voice and saw the figure pushing through the crowd with another older woman behind her. They rushed to his motionless form. He back away from them, taking Bulma by his side. She was cradling his face in her hands, “Are you alright?” she asked. He nodded before looking back at Calvin.   “Calvin! Calvin!” the older woman screamed over and over again. She had placed his head in her lap cradling it. She looked up into Vegeta’s eyes. He was immediately disgusted with her. “What did you do to him?” she bit out heatedly. Vegeta turned his back and began walking through the crowd with Bulma ignoring the stares. His eyes were immediately cold.   Calvin then moaned as his body began to stir. He struggled to sit despite his mother’s attempt to sedate him. She was ushering back down, “Calvin, what happened?” she asked frantically. She was running her hands along his body to see if he drew blood. He flung her hands off of him, “Get off of me!” he hissed out as he stood up. He pushed his mother away.   Jessica came to his side as soon as he started to swoon. He took her help reluctantly. Once he two feet had grounded he urged Jessica to turn him to Vegeta’s direction. Victoria walked behind Jessica unsure of this meant. The crowd had parted for them. Calvin called out to him, “Ouji!”   Vegeta paused tilting his head in acknowledgement.   “We always win and you won’t have her.”   Vegeta continued to walk towards the exit. He avoided the crowd’s questioning gaze and confusion. “Vegeta…” she called out softly. He turned slowly looking at her through angry eyes. She saw what the others didn’t see. There was something between Calvin and Vegeta and it was beyond this night. It ran deep and never will disappear. She tip-toed and kissed him quickly, “I love you.”   “I love you too,” he said confused.   Bulma didn’t know why she said it, but felt as if she needed to stop and tell him despite the glares and gazes. The tension was thick as she paused to gaze off to where her mother stood. She didn’t look at her and was clutching something in her hand. She felt sorry for her. At that instant she turned around to meet her gaze. She looked as if she was debating to say something or not. She guessed that she decided not to because she turned away. Bulma turned to back to Vegeta ready to leave until something caught her eye.   She looked into Calvin’s direction and her eyes widened in horror. Vegeta must of sensed it too because he acted also. Everything happened in slow motion after that. She was aware of people screaming and ducking to the ground as two shots rung out. The last thing she saw before hitting the ground was Vegeta’s standing in front of her, eyes wide with horror.   Author’s Note:   Well, there you go. I hope you guys enjoyed it. It took me a long ass time to write it. I had to play hooky to type it, *wink* There is two more chapters left of this. I’m sad to say, but I guess it’s time. It’ll be almost a year I’ve been writing this soon. *sniff, sniff* Thanks for all the reviews I really appreciate them: 203 and counting. Also, I would like to thank Megami for being the 200th reviewer. Here are a few questions to keep in mind for next chapter: Who shot the gun? Who was shot and will they survive? Don’t ya love me! *smile* Till Next Time: (Midnight Passion)