Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love Transcending ❯ Knowledge To Save Me ( Chapter 9 )
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Chapter 9 - Knowledge To Save Me
Bulma washed her face in chillingly cold water, she could taste him, and it was a reminder. She tore off a crust of stale bread and put it in her mouth, and kept it there where it became soft and bitter.
"What was I thinking? Being unfaithful when I didn't need to? When does someone need to be unfaithful anyway?! I'll tell me one thing, not then, thats when. I am such a fool. What if he tells everyone, and they act differently towards me? No, he would be ashamed to and I guess any change of behaviour would be a good thing. What if Fureiza finds out? Would he kill me? No, I doubt he has time enough to care, too busy killing off species and so on. Why, why, why did I kiss him? Sure I freaked him out and I got to see a warrior blush, which at least reminds me that they have some emotion, or at least shame and embarassment...and the point of finding that out was, what exactly? Oh, I really should stop talking to myself! Who else are you going to talk to Bulma?" she babbled to herself and looked at her faint reflection in the dull metal door. It was just an outline really, which was how she felt. Nothing more than a shadow.
There was a knock at her door, which surprised her, they usually burst in. She walked to the door, hoping for it to be Vegeta. She opened it quickly, and she saw her guest and mentally kicked herself for hoping it was him. In her doorway stood Jeice, one of the Ginyu Force. She reguarded him cooly, for she was in no mood to be called to Fureiza when she had to argue with herself some more. Despite this, she always enjoyed sneaking looks at the Ginyu Force in the training rooms, for while they were obviously strong, she didn't need a scouter to tell her that, it was the poses. Whenever she felt upset or at a loss, which was quite often, all she had to do was this of the Ginyu Force doing their poses and she would smile and maybe laugh. However, she was not in the mood to laugh now.
“You are needed. Burter is injured. Fureiza says you can help him” he said angrily, and walked off expecting her to follow. She had to half run to keep up with his fast pace, and as she skipped along she tried to ask him questions.
“Why does he call for me? I'm no doctor. Did you put him in the tank? If so, that should help, I don't know what I can do if that failed. Which one is Burter anyway? The blue one?” her questions fell on deaf ears, or ones that ignored her.
Bulma entered the main room where Burter lay on the floor, his scouter smoking as his lay still. Fureiza and the rest of the Ginyu Force stood around him, gazing at him. The Ginyu Force looked angry, while Fureiza looked half amused by it, yet angry for they were his special forces, and much better than the Polpek Force.
“Well well, this is it? Creature, tell me what the hell happened to his scouter and why he is now motionless” Ginyu spat as Bulma walked towards Burter. She inspected it closely.
“This was not a fault with the scouter. I'm guessing some enemy did an electrical blast which short circuited it, and embedded a piece of metal in his skull….look, see that entry wound? That is merely it, just look-“ she winced as she stuck her fingers into the wound and pulled out a piece of metal, Burter seemed to relax, “-see?” . She wiped her fingers on her trousers, wincing at the dampness. Burter shook his head and sat up, and when he saw they were all watching him, he leapt to his feet, knocking Bulma down and bowed to Fureiza and muttered his apologies.
She stood up stiffly and waited for them to say thank you, instead they just glared at her. She muttered thank you to herself, and turned to walk away. Captain Ginyu looked at Burter, and angrily kicked him. He wanted that girl to fail so he could use her as currency on Fureiza 23, where young girls could be bargained for luxuries, however he was glad his Force was complete again so they could continue fighting, aiding Fureiza, winning and posing.