Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Confrontation: Who Am I? ❯ Chapter 5
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 500 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 500 | Status: Completed
After depositing the sleepy woman on her bed Vegeta headed back out into the night.
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadnessI need to calculateWhat creates my own madnessAnd I'm addicted to your punishmentAnd you're the masterAnd I am waiting for disaster
His destination was a certain desert bandit's house. As he passed over the city all his thoughts were consumed with what Bulma had told him and what he planned to do to the bastard. Ten minutes later he landed outside Yamcha's place. He masked his 'ki' as he approached the medium sized, two story house. Vegeta went up to the lower story window where he could not sense Yamcha and pushing it open he crept in. He could feel Yamcha upstairs with one other occupant, probably a whore.
I feel irrationalSo confrontationalTo tell the truth I amGetting away with murderIt isn't possibleTo never tell the truthBut the reality is I'm getting away with murder(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
Vegeta crept upstairs, a small 'ki' ball forming in his left hand. He pushed open the door to the scar face's room and walked over to where the pair were sleeping. He placed the 'ki' blast next to Yamcha's face before waking the man up.
"Desert bastard," he said loudly. "Wake your baka ass up!" Yamcha's eyes flew open at Vegeta's gruff voice before he sat up causing his face to come into contact with the ball of energy. A shrill scream tore though the room as Yamcha tore himself from the ball and held his now burnt skin. His occupant awoke groggily.
I drink my drink and I don't even want toI think my thoughts when I don't even need toI never look back cause I don't even want toAnd I don't need toBecause I'm getting away with murder
"Yamy," she whispered huskily, "What's goin-" she stopped when she saw Yamcha's face and Vegeta holding the still perfect energy ball. It took her a moment to register what was going on, but when she did she let out a very loud and annoying scream. Vegeta tossed the ball at her causing her scream to become more gurgle as it tore through her face.
"Loud ass bitch," Vegeta said as the woman's body was engulfed by the light before disappearing. Yamcha shook visibly as Vegeta began to form another ball.
"W-What do you want?" Yamcha stuttered as he moved away from Vegeta. Vegeta looked over at him, anger clear in his dark eyes. Yamcha shuddered from the purity of the emotions in Vegeta's eyes. He had never seen such anger from Vegeta and he had fought against him when he first came to Earth. Yamcha's brain finally clicked all the pieces into the puzzle.
Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,With murder
"You're here b-because of Bulma aren't you?" Yamcha frowned at the thought that Bulma had fucked Vegeta. "I knew it! She slept with you!" Vegeta's brows twitched for a moment before he put his face into Yamcha's as a sick idea twisted into his brain. He linked his thoughts with Goku so that the other Sayian could hear the truth from Yamcha's mouth. After he was sure that Goku was listening he turned his full attention to Yamcha.
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadnessI need to calculateWhat creates my own madnessAnd I'm addicted to your punishmentAnd you're the masterAnd I am craving this disaster
"Maybe we did," Vegeta said with a smirk. "Why wouldn't she want a real man after you?" Yamcha growled. "After you found out you beat her? You raped her? Defiled her to see if it was true?" Yamcha gulped when he realized that Vegeta knew the whole sordid affair. "She bled onto the mattress and you snapped." Yamcha looked down, his fear and hate melting away at the guilt that now filled his heart. "You had been so sure that she had cheated on you, so sure that she had stopped loving you," Vegeta said disgust filling his voice as he imagined what she must have felt. "You broke her." Yamcha's head snapped up to look at the Prince that stood regally before him. "The instant you raped her her memory wiped itself clean of everything. She became a shell, but you didn't know that did you? You were cheating on her so it no longer mattered that she hadn't been cheating on you." Suddenly Goku appeared, anger and disgust on his face.
I feel irrationalSo confrontationalTo tell the truth I amGetting away with murderIt isn't possibleTo never tell the truthBut the reality is I'm getting away with murder(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
"You," Goku said with disgust. "You raped her?! You took away Bulma's gift that was only her's to give!?" Goku stepped closer to the now terrified Yamcha. Even though Vegeta didn't like the way that Goku was talking about Bulma he was glad that Yamcha would get his just desserts. "Bulma is my best friend!" Vegeta smirked. "She was like the sister that I never had. She took care of me and you went and did that to her!" A large energy ball began to grow in Goku's right hand and one in Vegeta's as well. "Chi-Chi always thought that there was something off about you, but Bulma defended you! How dare you!"
I feel irrationalSo confrontationalTo tell the truth I amGetting away with murderIt isn't possibleTo never tell the truthBut the reality is I'm getting away with murder(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
The power around both men began to grow. Yamcha tried to move away from both of them, but knew that anything he did was futile. Both men were stronger than him so he closed his eyes as the energy spheres engulfed his form. As soon as the light faded Goku turned to Vegeta.
"Thank you for informing me about that and for saving Bulma." Vegeta grunted before Goku disappeared. Vegeta smirked as he exited the house before blowing it up with a flick of his wrist. He didn't think that Bulma would ever want to see the place where she was defiled.
(Two and a Half Weeks Later...)
Bulma stretched her sore muscles out before heading downstairs. She walked into the kitchen where she was greeted by Vegeta scarfing down his food.
"Ossu(hello) Vegeta," Bulma said heading toward the fridge. Vegeta grunted. Bulma pulled a few things out of the fridge and put them into the microwave before sitting down next to Vegeta. "Vegeta," she said, turning toward him. "I had a strange dream last night." Vegeta continued to eat while he listened to her. "I was in a large white room and in that room was a small white creature with purple adorning it's head, arms, and legs." Vegeta stopped eating and looked over at her. "Next to him was a man that looked like you, but older with a mustash. He looked real sad as he looked at me. The creature grabbed this man by the neck before turning it's attention to me." Vegeta's full attention was on her now.
'She couldn't be talking about Frieza and my father? Could she?'
"It laughed at me. It was a strange femine crazy laugh." Bulma frowned. "It kinda scared me, but at the same time angered me. It killed the man next to him and laughed harder. It said 'He thought he was saving his race! He thought that you would kill me.' It stepped toward me and grabbed me by my neck. I could feel it," Bulma said as she touched her neck. That's when Vegeta noticed the marks around her neck. He moved her hands away and exsamed her neck.
"You have finger marks around your neck," he stated with sick fasintion. Bulma frowned as she headed toward the bathroom, food forgotten. Vegeta followed her. "You haven't remembered any more of your past have you?" Bulma shook her head. 'Kuso(shit),' Vegeta cursed to himself. "I may have some bad news for you then."
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadnessI need to calculateWhat creates my own madnessAnd I'm addicted to your punishmentAnd you're the masterAnd I am waiting for disaster
His destination was a certain desert bandit's house. As he passed over the city all his thoughts were consumed with what Bulma had told him and what he planned to do to the bastard. Ten minutes later he landed outside Yamcha's place. He masked his 'ki' as he approached the medium sized, two story house. Vegeta went up to the lower story window where he could not sense Yamcha and pushing it open he crept in. He could feel Yamcha upstairs with one other occupant, probably a whore.
I feel irrationalSo confrontationalTo tell the truth I amGetting away with murderIt isn't possibleTo never tell the truthBut the reality is I'm getting away with murder(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
Vegeta crept upstairs, a small 'ki' ball forming in his left hand. He pushed open the door to the scar face's room and walked over to where the pair were sleeping. He placed the 'ki' blast next to Yamcha's face before waking the man up.
"Desert bastard," he said loudly. "Wake your baka ass up!" Yamcha's eyes flew open at Vegeta's gruff voice before he sat up causing his face to come into contact with the ball of energy. A shrill scream tore though the room as Yamcha tore himself from the ball and held his now burnt skin. His occupant awoke groggily.
I drink my drink and I don't even want toI think my thoughts when I don't even need toI never look back cause I don't even want toAnd I don't need toBecause I'm getting away with murder
"Yamy," she whispered huskily, "What's goin-" she stopped when she saw Yamcha's face and Vegeta holding the still perfect energy ball. It took her a moment to register what was going on, but when she did she let out a very loud and annoying scream. Vegeta tossed the ball at her causing her scream to become more gurgle as it tore through her face.
"Loud ass bitch," Vegeta said as the woman's body was engulfed by the light before disappearing. Yamcha shook visibly as Vegeta began to form another ball.
"W-What do you want?" Yamcha stuttered as he moved away from Vegeta. Vegeta looked over at him, anger clear in his dark eyes. Yamcha shuddered from the purity of the emotions in Vegeta's eyes. He had never seen such anger from Vegeta and he had fought against him when he first came to Earth. Yamcha's brain finally clicked all the pieces into the puzzle.
Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,With murder
"You're here b-because of Bulma aren't you?" Yamcha frowned at the thought that Bulma had fucked Vegeta. "I knew it! She slept with you!" Vegeta's brows twitched for a moment before he put his face into Yamcha's as a sick idea twisted into his brain. He linked his thoughts with Goku so that the other Sayian could hear the truth from Yamcha's mouth. After he was sure that Goku was listening he turned his full attention to Yamcha.
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadnessI need to calculateWhat creates my own madnessAnd I'm addicted to your punishmentAnd you're the masterAnd I am craving this disaster
"Maybe we did," Vegeta said with a smirk. "Why wouldn't she want a real man after you?" Yamcha growled. "After you found out you beat her? You raped her? Defiled her to see if it was true?" Yamcha gulped when he realized that Vegeta knew the whole sordid affair. "She bled onto the mattress and you snapped." Yamcha looked down, his fear and hate melting away at the guilt that now filled his heart. "You had been so sure that she had cheated on you, so sure that she had stopped loving you," Vegeta said disgust filling his voice as he imagined what she must have felt. "You broke her." Yamcha's head snapped up to look at the Prince that stood regally before him. "The instant you raped her her memory wiped itself clean of everything. She became a shell, but you didn't know that did you? You were cheating on her so it no longer mattered that she hadn't been cheating on you." Suddenly Goku appeared, anger and disgust on his face.
I feel irrationalSo confrontationalTo tell the truth I amGetting away with murderIt isn't possibleTo never tell the truthBut the reality is I'm getting away with murder(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
"You," Goku said with disgust. "You raped her?! You took away Bulma's gift that was only her's to give!?" Goku stepped closer to the now terrified Yamcha. Even though Vegeta didn't like the way that Goku was talking about Bulma he was glad that Yamcha would get his just desserts. "Bulma is my best friend!" Vegeta smirked. "She was like the sister that I never had. She took care of me and you went and did that to her!" A large energy ball began to grow in Goku's right hand and one in Vegeta's as well. "Chi-Chi always thought that there was something off about you, but Bulma defended you! How dare you!"
I feel irrationalSo confrontationalTo tell the truth I amGetting away with murderIt isn't possibleTo never tell the truthBut the reality is I'm getting away with murder(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
The power around both men began to grow. Yamcha tried to move away from both of them, but knew that anything he did was futile. Both men were stronger than him so he closed his eyes as the energy spheres engulfed his form. As soon as the light faded Goku turned to Vegeta.
"Thank you for informing me about that and for saving Bulma." Vegeta grunted before Goku disappeared. Vegeta smirked as he exited the house before blowing it up with a flick of his wrist. He didn't think that Bulma would ever want to see the place where she was defiled.
(Two and a Half Weeks Later...)
Bulma stretched her sore muscles out before heading downstairs. She walked into the kitchen where she was greeted by Vegeta scarfing down his food.
"Ossu(hello) Vegeta," Bulma said heading toward the fridge. Vegeta grunted. Bulma pulled a few things out of the fridge and put them into the microwave before sitting down next to Vegeta. "Vegeta," she said, turning toward him. "I had a strange dream last night." Vegeta continued to eat while he listened to her. "I was in a large white room and in that room was a small white creature with purple adorning it's head, arms, and legs." Vegeta stopped eating and looked over at her. "Next to him was a man that looked like you, but older with a mustash. He looked real sad as he looked at me. The creature grabbed this man by the neck before turning it's attention to me." Vegeta's full attention was on her now.
'She couldn't be talking about Frieza and my father? Could she?'
"It laughed at me. It was a strange femine crazy laugh." Bulma frowned. "It kinda scared me, but at the same time angered me. It killed the man next to him and laughed harder. It said 'He thought he was saving his race! He thought that you would kill me.' It stepped toward me and grabbed me by my neck. I could feel it," Bulma said as she touched her neck. That's when Vegeta noticed the marks around her neck. He moved her hands away and exsamed her neck.
"You have finger marks around your neck," he stated with sick fasintion. Bulma frowned as she headed toward the bathroom, food forgotten. Vegeta followed her. "You haven't remembered any more of your past have you?" Bulma shook her head. 'Kuso(shit),' Vegeta cursed to himself. "I may have some bad news for you then."