Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love, Trust, and an Alien ❯ Test of Truth ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: I don't own ANY rights to any anime, unfortunately. But that does not stop me from righting this fic! (I hope…)

 

Author's Note: I still wanna say thank you to my two reviewies again! I feel so special that your commenting on my work! I encourage you all to tell me the good and bad points so I can make it more enjoyable for you ^-^

 

This chapter might be a bit confusing because Vegeta has a dream while Bulma is doing other stuff at the same time.

 

“Talking”

`Thoughts'

~{{Vegeta's Dreams}}~

(My witty comments)

Important words

Words with emphasis

 

I also have color in the italic parts of Vegeta's first dream because their were two birds and I thought I would make it easier to read because I have come to stories that are really hard to figure out sometimes.

 

<(“<( Test of Truth (>”)>

 

~{{ He felt her soft touch in his hand and her plea echoed through his mind, “Vegeta, Vegeta, please hold on. Vegeta, please don't die.” Just before he was swept away into the darkness.}}~

 

An emergency vehicle came quickly and rushed Vegeta in the back, Bulma staying with him with her hand in his. They rushed to the high-tech hospital on the Corporation's property under the hassle of Bulma's rants and sobbing. With a swift flow of motion he was painlessly lifted out and taken in and immediately forced into the OR (operation room) where Bulma was forced to let go and wait patiently for the doctor's results.

 

~{{ The warmth of her hand faded and the nightmares that he dreaded came forth to torture him. He watched in horror as history repeated itself. All the yelling, all the beatings, all the inexcusable acts Frieza had done to him were shown right before his eyes, and he was powerless.}}~

 

Bulma frantically dialed on her cell phone to Chichi's and luckily Goku picked up. “Heya Bulma, what's up? Something wrong?”

 

“Vegeta… is…in…” She started balling to the point that a nurse came out to grab hold of her before she fell. The nurse picked up the phone and softly spoke for him, for Bulma was too much of a wreck.

 

“A man was picked up from the rubble of an explosion in the back lots of the corporation property, I'm assuming he's your friend, Va...Ve... Vegeta?” While she spoke another nurse came out to sit Bulma down and handed her some tissues while she wailed in the background.

 

“Oh my god! Tell Bulma I'm on it and will be there as soon as I can.” He quietly told Chichi who shrieked and fell over, then murmured something. “And also tell her that Chichi is coming over right now.”

 

“Alright, I'll let her know when she's calmed down.” The nurse replied.

 

“No, tell her right now, it think it will make her feel a bit better.” Goku smiled and hung up. Kissing his wife took off from the door towards the tower (forgot the guys + cat's name) to get a senzu bean. Chichi on the other hand got into something more nice and left in the car (lets assume she can drive) towards the city and towards her hysterical friend.

 

(Gohan is training with Piccolo at this point…)

 

~{{ He was losing his way; he didn't know what to do. Before him stood two paths, neither of which he knew lead to where. Slowly from each path came two birds; one blue and one red. (I wonder whom the blue bird stands for… <.< coughhintcough >.>)

 

“Come with me!” the red one called.

 

“No, come with me! He is evil, I am good!” the blue one responded.

 

“Don't be fooled, she will eat you up!”

 

“He is the one fooling you!”

 

“I will grant you enormous power, come with me!”

 

“Power that will kill you! Come with me and I will keep you safe! I will love you and cherish your existence!”

 

His eyes looked to both, not sure of which one was true to him and which one was deceiving him. Not only that, he didn't know which one he should pick. “Why should I trust either of you?”

 

“I will make you more powerful then any foe! I will help you rebuild your race!”

 

“And in doing so he will win and consume you! Don't let his evilness taint you!”

 

“I have decided, quit your bickering, you idiotic birds.” Vegeta let a gruff come out. He really wasn't sure of which one to trust and which path led to wear. }}~

 

Chichi had arrived about an hour after Vegeta had disappeared into the OR room and was now holding Bulma as she wept. “Its all my fault! I should have upgraded the system months ago I just was swamped at work and he kept bugging me to do it and I didn't want to because he was being a pain in the ass and he-” Bulma continued to muffle into her friends shoulder.

 

Chichi sighed some and patted her back. “Bulma, just because you didn't upgrade it and make it be able to with-stand that amount of gravity doesn't mean it's your fault. What was it you told me the computers records had on it, four hundred or something? He knew it was a bad idea to up the level but he did it anyway. Men are stubborn, I mean look at Roshi; he will not give up his pervert ways!” Bulma started to giggle and wiped the tears from her eyes. “Piccolo is still as cold as winter and you barely get a thank you out of him. Gohan would rather play then study and Yamcha is still a playboy to this day! You were good to break off when you did; I feared he might have cheated on you. But I'm glad you still friends.”

 

They heard commotion inside the OR and Bulma started to panic again. The doors opened and Bulma hid her eyes into Chichi's shoulder. “ And Vegeta seems to be to stubborn to die without a fight with Goku first.” She smiled and Bulma looked up and ran over to the nearly naked (training shorts barely hanging on) Prince that was holding onto the wall, bleeding a little form his head and his arm, his side was bandaged up.

 

Bulma abruptly slapped him across the face as the steam started to pour from her ears. “Why the hell are you up! You nearly died and are still in critical condition!” She peered in the OR and noticed the doctors and nurses hiding behind tables and such. “And you scared the hospital staff!”

 

“I am fine woman and that hurt!” He glared at her but winced from his pain, falling against her as she helped to support him. “I'm completely fine, let me train…” She started to drag him back in the OR.

 

“I'm glad you're alright.” She mumbled softly.

 

“I had a little blue bird to help.” He murmured back.

 

“Huh?” But he had passed out again and she nearly fell over with his dead weight.

 

(( Lesson of the day:

When someone is knocked out/fainted (etc) then they weigh a lot and are harder to carry. The person is then considered to be “dead weight”, hence the term. Correct me if I'm wrong!

Thankies ^-^ ))

 

<(“<) Fin (>”)>

 

Author's Note: I got this one done faster because I had an erge to write! That and I wanna write the next chapter really really badly! It's gonna have some lemony-limey goodness!