Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Someone to watch over me... ❯ Shithead found you? ( Chapter 26 )

Someone to watch over me…


The day seem to pass by quickly for everyone. Vegeta had led them to an open meadow not far from the cabin with arterial motives in mind. While the men sparred, Bulma and ChiChi sat back and watched them from time to time while they made crowns made out of wildflowers that were abundant around them.

"This is as close as I am going to get to being a princess." Bulma declared as she placed the red and yellow flower crown on top of her head and modeled it for ChiChi.
"You're the queen of the music business right now you know." Bulma let out a sigh; she really didn't want to be reminded of it.
"I'm not the queen of anything Chi. Next year some other girl will take my place at the top. Someone younger, prettier, and with better moves then I can do. No big deal I guess, it's too rough at the top."
"I know it is honey. But I think you'll be around a lot longer then you give yourself credit for."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, but I don't know if I really want to continue on this pace. Look where it's gotten me."
"Fame, fortune, millions of adoring fans."
"Yeah, and a bunch of sickos wanting me dead and extra security."
"What about him?"
"I don't know Chi. I mean…err there is something about him that's amazing and mysterious. He's so gentle when no one else is around. He's like the man in the iron mask. I'm not sure what he's thinking half the time. But his eyes do tend to show a lot when he's not careful on covering them up into emotionless bottomless pits."
"I know I've watched him watching you. I could tell."
"Chi!"
"Well I have been. I mean really, it doesn't take much to see it."
"I didn't see it, and I thought it was me that was doing the watching."
"Both of you were." They both giggled and continued weaving the flowers together as they watched the guys slug it out for a little while longer before the sun started to set and the air getting chilly.

As the night came calling, ChiChi put Gohan to bed so the adults could have some peace from him. Vegeta sat away from the group, not wanting to participate in any of the activities the others were involved in. Bulma sat on the floor playing cards with Krillin, while Goku and ChiChi got some cuddle time in on the couch making Vegeta sick with the public display of affection. Piccolo had chosen to use this time to meditate once again, finding a secluded corner away from everyone.

"Hey no fair Krillin, you're cheating!" Bulma announced and threw a handful of popcorn at her smaller guard.
"Not my fault you can't play." Krillin laughed, picking the popcorn off of his clothes and tossing it back at her.
"Onna. What did I tell you about throwing food?" Vegeta asked lifting an eyebrow to her. She gave a huge grin and a small laugh.
"Don't worry about it. We got a fuzzy vacuum cleaner here. Barney!" Bulma called and whistled for her dog that came barreling down the stairs at a high rate of speed towards Bulma and knocking her over licking her face.
"Ok, ok get off of me you big oaf!" She giggled trying to push the dog off of her so she could get back up off the floor.
"Come one Barney, get off of her." Krillin got up to intervene before Barney licked her to death. Bulma's laughter and Krillin trying to pry the dog off of her lasted a few minutes before Vegeta spoke.

"Someone is here." Vegeta announced getting up from his chair on the other side of the room, his eyes scanning the windows. Bulma went deathly quiet after Vegeta's announcement, shrinking back against Barney that was sitting in front of her. Before Vegeta could make it to the door, it burst open, spilling Yamcha into the room. Everyone stood quiet looking at him before Krillin busted out laughing. Yamcha was covered from head to toe in pine needles, dry leaves stuck in his short black hair, his clothing looking a little worse for wear.
"What the hell are you doing here weakling?" Vegeta questioned as he made a full circle around the disorientated manager.
"Bulma didn't tell you I was coming up?"
"Oops." Bulma cringed, totally forgetting that she had talked with him earlier that day.
"Do you know I've been trying to call for hours now? My car broke down ten miles from here so I ended up walking all the way here running into some fabulous wildlife on the way."
"Shithead found you?" Goku asked with an innocent looking grin on his face. This comment earned a few snickers from the rest. Yamcha just wiped his hands across his face in frustration before he continued his adventure to the cabin.
"I get about three miles into my hike when a bear decided I looked like something it wanted to have for dinner. After running around that damn woods out there for an hour, I find that I'm lost from the damn road. It took me another three hours to find the road again to get here."
"That's all it took? You're such an ass you know that weakling? I've known you were around for hours running around in circles not even two miles from here. You stick with the road it takes you twice as long to get here." Vegeta let out a laugh, while Bulma chewed on her bottom lip to keep herself from laughing at her poor manager that was in total disarray standing in front of her.
"You think this is funny?" Yamcha roared in anger, his hands curling into fists by his side.
"Very amusing." Vegeta said with a smug look on his face as he watched Yamcha's anger rising faster. He was actually hoping this would be the time he got to beat his ass down, not like any other time was better to do so.
"That's enough, no need to start shit here." Goku broke in walking in between them before a fight would start. Vegeta looked disappointed before he grunted and went back to his chair to pout.
"Well it's been fun, but I think I'm going to sleep." Bulma announced quickly as she got up and stretched. Vegeta eyed her for a moment before getting up and escorting up the stairs with Barney right behind them.

Bulma yawned loudly as she got to the top of the stairs and leaned her head against Vegeta's shoulder after they got out of sight of the others, she knew not to put on a public display of affection towards him ever since her little incident at the club that one night.
"Stay there flea bag." Vegeta said gruffly to Barney making him lay down on the floor in front of the door. Bulma looked at him trying to figure out what he was up to.
"He can sleep in here with me. I promise he won't sleep on your bed."
"Not that onna, I just want him there to protect the door." Bulma nodded head in understandment before making her way to the bed to sit down.

"Ouch, what the hell?" Bulma squeaked out sitting down on something hard that was tangled up in the blankets and sheets. She pulled out the small wooden box that Vegeta had sat on the bed out from under the sheets, her eyes looking at it confused.
"Where did this come from?"
"You didn't open it yet?"
"No, I didn't know it was there until I sat on it baka." Bulma snapped at him and then returned her gaze to the box, her hand brushing over the lid lightly before she opened it stifling a gasp.
"It was my mothers. It's yours now." Vegeta said dryly to her before returning his eyes to the window to look into the darkness.
"I couldn't Vegeta, this is yours. I couldn't take something from you that is a reminder of your planet." She frowned slightly not wanting it to sound too brash.
"I will always have the reminder around onna. I live with it every day of my life." She got up and walked to the window wrapping her arms around his waist, kissing his shoulder as he stared out the window with his back still to her.
"You know I told Chi today that this was the closes I was ever going to come to being a princess." She spoke softly as she took off the wilting flower crown that she had made earlier in the meadow.
"Now you can look like a proper one." He whispered as he took the small tiara out of her grasp and placed it on her head. The gold and the blue jewels glimmering in the moonlight. She noted it was a very fancy crown of sorts, but that's what made it beautiful in her eyes. Something small and dainty just like her. Vegeta looked at her before clearing his throat.
"It's the only thing I have that was my mothers. She died when I was very young. I really don't remember her at all except through stories my father had told me." He gave her a small smile and swept some hair out of her face so he could see her eyes that were misting over.
"Vegeta, I can't…" He placed his fingers over her lips to stop her from declining the gift he was willing to give up to her.
"No, I want you to have it. You are the only one that is worthy to even have it. You are the first person besides myself to see that in over twenty years."
"I…I don't know what to say Geta."
"Don't say anything onna. Now get some rest, you need it."
"Aren't you coming to bed?"
"Not yet. I want to lock up and make sure the bakas stay out of my shit." He snorted and left the room, closing the door and stepping over Barney on his way out.

It was nearing two in the morning when Vegeta made his last round of the house, checking locks before calling it a night for himself. He found Yamcha in the kitchen drinking heavily by himself in the dark.
"Kind of hard to drink and not have anyone to take home with you afterwards?" Vegeta remarked startling Yamcha out of his thoughts.
"No, not hard at all. Bulma is here."
"You don't belong to her, and never will again weakling. I'm still trying to figure out why in seven hells she keeps you around."
"She won't be around much longer."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Vegeta snarled at him bearing his teeth to him.
"I'm saying that stalker won't stop until she's dead. He's getting close."
"And how the hell do you know baka?"
"Because I fucking hired someone to kill her." With those words, Vegeta had him out of the chair and pinned to the nearest wall by his neck.
"Who is it? Who did you hire to kill her?"
"I don't know. I was drunk and I mentioned that I wouldn't mind seeing her dead. I talked to some guy, I'm not even sure who he was and I gave him money. That guy has more then enough money to kill her three times over."
"And he won't stop until she's dead will he?"
"No, he won't. Gawd I don't want her dead, I didn't mean it honestly." Yamcha broke down like a little boy.
"Too late now you asshole. You better find a way to call this off or I will kill you personally." Vegeta let him go, his body sliding down the wall making a huge thump as he hit the floor as Vegeta stalked out of the kitchen.

"What the hell is that?" Goku whispered to his wife, hearing the commotion down stairs.
"I don't know and I don't care, go back to sleep." She whispered back to him half asleep. Goku's curiosity got the best of him as he climbed out of bed to go investigate the clatter. He was at the bottom of the stairs wiping the sleep from his eyes when he ran into Vegeta.

"What the hell do you want? Get out of my way." Vegeta hissed loudly as he gritted his teeth.
"What's going on down here?"
"Fucking weakling, I'm going to kill that son of a bitch."
"What?"
"He fucking hired that guy that's trying to kill the onna. He fucking paid money to some strange guy to keep going until she was dead." Vegeta seethed, his eyes narrowing to look towards the kitchen with an evil look.
"Yamcha? He couldn't of done that."
"He just admitted the whole damn plot to me you baka. He's fucking drunk as hell and he spilled his guts. He's going to die now!" The anger getting the best of Vegeta now turned to go towards the kitchen before Goku grabbed hold of him.
"Don't be killing him just yet. It could be just a story you know. You said it yourself that he's pretty drunk."
"It doesn't matter, he said he wanted her dead and that's good enough story for me to put him six feet under right now. Now get the hell off of me Kakarott." Vegeta wrenched his arm away from the taller saiyan stalking towards the kitchen at a good clip when the growling of Barney made him stop dead in his tracks. Both sets of saiyan eyes grew wide as the growling continued, both stone set to where they were standing. They both remembered what Bulma had told them about Barney.

'He doesn't growl or bark unless it's Yamcha, or someone he doesn't know.' Both realizing it at the same time, raced up the stairs, Goku in the lead to find Barney in front of the door growling loudly as they came closer. Upon further inspection Barney was looking straight down the hall from which they came, his eyes unwavering, his lips curled up showing his sharp canines as he continued his growling. That's when the gun shot rang out.