Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Someone to watch over me... ❯ I get lost in your eyes ( Chapter 30 )

The song 'Lost in your eyes' is sung by Deborah Gibson '89

Someone to watch over me…

Bulma let out a scream and stomped her the heel of her spiked high-heeled shoe on the person's foot before she recognized the cry of pain from the person she just assaulted.
"For Kami sake Goku you asshole!" She yelled in a shrilled voice.
"Damn it Bulma, it's just me. Vegeta should be here in a few minutes. He wanted to recheck the exits again."
"You could have at least let me know you were in here. Damn it give me a heart attack." Bulma panted a little trying to regain her composure before she actually killed Goku for sneaking in and scaring the hell out of her.
"I'm sorry. Just watch those shoes. I think you almost broke my foot with those."
"You're just lucky I didn't try to break your head." She snorted as she watched him take off his shoe and rub the top of his foot where the heel dug in.
"ChiChi wouldn't like it if you did that you know?"
"Just hush. I'm trying to find my jewelry. I don't think it was packed and I look naked with out any." She said grabbing at her bare neck.
"You look just fine with out that stuff. So don't worry."
"What ever you say Goku." She marched back to the bedroom to research everything once again.

Vegeta returned to the penthouse ten minutes after Bulma had tried to stomp Goku to death with her shoe. His suit was splattered in blood, his right hand coated in it.
"Vegeta what the hell happened?" Goku asked wide-eyed from the couch.
"Let out some aggression on someone I shouldn't of." He said in a low voice. Goku gave him a questioning look, trying to figure out exactly what he meant.
"I'm going to go change my clothes. Where's the onna?"
"She's almost ready. She even had time to try and stomp a hole in my foot."
"What did you do to her this time baka?"
"Came in here, think I scared her. Oh well, my fault. She was in a huff over not finding her jewelry."
"Next time don't scare her." He gave a small chuckle and walked towards the bedroom to find his clothing so he could change out of the blood splattered ones before Bulma saw the state he was in and freaked. Satisfied on a crisp black suit, he quickly stripped out of the other, finding another white dress shirt and putting it on.

"Hey Goku…Oh my Kami! Vegeta!" Bulma came out of the bathroom to ask Goku to get ChiChi when she found the prince stripped down to nothing but his boxers and his white shirt hanging open.
"What are you screaming about? Not like you haven't seen it before." He grinned at her in a playful manner.
"I didn't expect you to be half naked in my room when I came out damn it. I was just shocked ok?"
"Get use to it onna." She gave him 'you got to be kidding me' look before she threw her hands up in the air and went back into the bathroom and slammed the door. He could hear her cursing in the bathroom loudly to herself over missing stuff and the fact he was in her room changing his clothes without telling her that he was there. He found her quite amusing when she was in this kind of mood. More fun to see her lively then in her pathetic crying moods.

"Are you decent in there yet?" He voice called out from the bathroom. Vegeta looked himself over finding himself to me be more then decent.
"Yes onna, you can come out here and not be afraid of seeing me naked."
"Great! I need to find my stuff already. Have you seen it?"
"Seen what?"
"My jewelry you baka. I feel naked with out any." She said as she came out, his eyes blinked a few times at the beautiful woman that walked towards him.
"See something you like?" She asked with a teasing grin in her face.
"You clean up well onna. Can we go and this over with?"
"But my jewelry." She whined and stamped her foot on the carpeted bedroom floor. Vegeta looked around at the huge mess she had created in the middle of the floor when he caught sight of the small wooden box in the mixture of clothing. He snagged it up and tossed it to her.
"Wear this and shut up already."
"I can't wear this Vegeta."
"Why not?" She was testing his patience this time around.
"Because this is your mothers royal crown that's why."
"Don't make me discuss this with you all over again. You are beginning to piss me off."
"Like that's something new Geta. Fine I'll wear it even though I don't deserve it." She opened the box and sat it down on the bed and picked the small crown out of the velvet lining.
"Here you are being to slow." He grumbled at her and snatched it from her hands and placed it on her head, adjusting it just so.
"You like it?" She asked giving him a slow spin to admire her curves in the dress. He gave her a curt nod.
"You look like a princess."
"But I'm far from it. At least you make up for it."
"Meaning?"
"You're a Prince right? So that makes up for me not being a princess."
'If she only knew.' He thought as he took her arm and led her out of the room.

As the prince had imagined, the hotel was crowded by the time him and Goku had escorted her down to the main banquette room for her to perform her two songs for the night. On the good side of things, the media was kept to just a hand few allowed in to cover the event that included several high profile professionals in the audience that night. He had to admit to himself, the onna was stunning as she fidgeted backstage waiting to go on and get it over with.
"You sure you want to do this onna?" She nodded her head, kind of unsure at first.
"Yeah, I shouldn't let some asshole try and scare me of huh?"
"That's the spirit." Goku chimed in from behind them with a big goofy grin on his face.
"Kakarott, get out front already. I'll be there shortly after she gets on stage."
"Alrighty! I'll see you out there Bulma, break a leg." Goku gave Bulma a peck on the check before he left to go up front. Vegeta eyed him as he left, growling low at him.
"Vegeta, are you jealous that Goku got to kiss me?"
"Certainly not! He has a mate and shouldn't be kissing another onna." He declared as he straightened out his suit jacket.
"Right, well I guess I better get up there. Watch over me?" Bulma asked, her eyes giving away a slight hint of fear in them.
"I'll be right up front. Don't you worry onna." He smiled at her and fixed the small crown that sat upon her head slightly, the lights glittering of the blue stones perfectly.
"Thanks Geta, I love you."
"Stop your delaying. Just get up there and do your thing."
"I will, because I have someone to watch over me." She smiled softly and climbed the stairs with the help of a stagehand. Vegeta watched for a minute or two before he went around to the front of the stage seeing Goku on the other side with his arms crossed in front of him in the shadows. Vegeta gave him a curtly nod before he went back into the shadows as the house lights started to dim for the announcer.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the St.Charles Children's Charity Banquette. Our first guest tonight does not need an introduction, she speaks for herself. Everyone please welcome Satan City's own Bulma Briefs!" There was applause from the audience that seemed to last forever as Bulma made her way out on the stage, the fear getting the best of her as she swallowed down a nervous lump in her throat.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I'm so very happy that you all could attend tonight and help raise money for a very good cause that I believe in." She smiled and waved as the people started with the applause once again. As she began to sing, everyone retreated back to his or her seats to listen to the beautiful voice. This is what they paid for, even if it was for two songs. Vegeta kept his eyes on the crowd of people that were seated at tables around the stage. He still had the bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he tried to push it aside for the time being to concentrate on his job. He'd steal a glace from her from time to time to see how she was holding up, but always returned to scanning the room for anything or anyone that might seem out of place. He took notice of Goku's family not far away, his brat making faces with another child that sat not to far away at another table. He found that amusing for only a minute before Bulma ended the first song.

"Thank you so very much." She gave a bow to the audience, careful on not tipping her head in fear of losing the crown off the top of her head that wasn't securely in place. Her singing had calmed her nerves for the moment, happy that she wasn't screwing up a major performance.
"This next song will be my last for the evening before the next performer comes out. I hope you have a wonderful time." She chose a slower song to end her little show with, the soft sounds of a lone piano played in the background as the lights above her softened making her skin more radiant then before. Vegeta watched her as she walked across the stage towards him and gave him a smile before she began to sing.

"I get lost in your eyes. And I feel my spirits rise,
And soar like the wind…is it love that I am in?"

Her voice was soft and light, and it certainly pleased the prince's ears. He liked when she wasn't singing those loud obnoxious songs she always sang and danced around to. This he could listen to forever, the voice of an angel. The only things she was missing were the wings and halo, and then she'd be a true angel on earth.

"I get weak in a glance. Isn't that what's called romance?
And now I know, cause when I'm lost I can't let go.
I don't mind not knowing what I'm headed for.
You can take me to the skies...It's like being lost in heaven.
When I'm lost in your eyes."

Bulma's voice started to falter just a little on the last few notes; no one thought none the wiser about it. She put on a fake smile and continued to sing. For some reason as she looked into the crowd of people, the faces anyone of them could be the stalker out to kill her. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she continued to sing anyways, seeking comfort on the side of the stage Vegeta was standing next to. He noticed her demeanor change, his mind wondering why it had. He saw no immediate danger to her.

"I just fell, don't know why. Something's there we can't deny...
And when I first knew, was when I first looked at you.
And if I can't find my way, if salvation seems worlds away.
Oh, I'll be found, when I am lost in your eyes…"

Her voice choked after that. The music continued on with her standing there, looking from face to face that peered up at her, watching her every move under the spotlight. The faces, just the looks that were on them. Her mind began to cloud over in terror, as if she made the biggest mistake in her life for coming up on the stage to sing that night. She tried to bring the microphone back to her lips, but the trembling in her arm wouldn't allow her to. She was swimming in a sea of strange faces, her eyes darting from each and every one of them. All strange, all horrifying her to the point she had to get out of there. She dropped the microphone to the hard stage floor, the feedback blaring through the speakers sharply. Vegeta looked at her, his heart in terror just looking at her like that. She clenched the front of her dress and lifted it up slightly so she could make a fast exit off the stage. The music abruptly shut off, and the murmurs from the audience began in a hush whisper from table to table before growing louder. Vegeta looked to Goku, who was shrugging his shoulders as to what happened before he made his way back stage to find out what happened out there.

He found her in a small huddle of people; she seemed to be hyperventilating, flailing her hands around like mad. Vegeta made his way past the people and pushed a few out of the way to get to her.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" One asked as he was shoved to the side roughly.
"I'm her bodyguard, let me though." He said loudly, with a threatening look on his face.
"Miss Briefs, do you need me to get anyone for you?" A young woman asked her, trying to comfort Bulma.
"All she needs is me, now step aside. Onna? Calm down. Everything is fine ok? Lets take you back up to your room." Vegeta said in a comforting voice after being so rude to the woman trying to help Bulma. He wrapped his arm around her waist and took her down the back hallway towards the elevators, all the while whispering to her comforting words to get her to calm herself down and to start breathing right before she passed out.

The penthouse floor was quiet, hardly any light except for a small lamp at the end of the hall and some moonlight shining through the big windows. Piccolo and Krillin sat in the main room playing cards when Vegeta opened the door and brought Bulma in.
"Whoa, you are back early. We didn't expect you back for at least another hour if not longer." Krillin said throwing down his cards into the pile in the middle of the table before getting up.
"She wanted to come back early. I'm going to take her to her room now. Make sure no one comes up here to disturb her." Both Krillin and Piccolo nodded and left the main room to stand outside the door, expecting a load of people to come up wanting interviews or autographs. Bulma looked up at him biting her bottom lip.
"You want to tell me what happened out there?"
"I don't know. I just freaked out I guess. Everyone's faces, strangers you know?"
"You thought anyone of them could be there to kill you." She shook her head as she bit into her bottom lip again.
"Every where I go it's like that for me. I have to keep an eye out for you. You'll always be safe as long I'm around onna. So don't worry."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, oh…oh no you're going to kill me!"