Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Confrontation: Who Am I? ❯ Chapter 9
[ 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: 370 | 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: 370 | Status: Completed
Freiza loomed above them, it's body solid as it looked down at them.
"So, you have decided to show yourself," Nehener said as he looked up into the former tyrant's red eyes.
"You want to fight old man?" Freiza inquired with a smirk. "The girl is mine! She will do my biding before I dispose of her!" Vegeta growled as Bulma's body became limp. "Ahh, Prince Vegeta," Freiza said with malence. "It seems that we meet again." Vegeta glared at the form in front of him.
"You will not take this onna. She is mine and I will not allow you to harm her!" he snarled.
"I thought you cared for no one?" Freiza asked. "I thought all the weaklings were weaknesses in your eyes, but you choose the weakest of all creatures. A mere human. No matter, I will kill you, her and the other monkey with gold hair." Vegeta held Bulma close as he powered up slowly. Freiza followed suit as he detatched himself Bulma's limp form before standing before Vegeta. Vegeta knew what Frieza was trying to do, but he would not relenqish his hold on her waist as he looked up into the eyes of his former master. "Are you ready to die?" Freiza inquired as a 'ki' ball formed in his right palm.
"Are you?" Vegeta said as his aura grew brighter around his body. 'This is gonna be hard if I can not use my hands.'
"Prince, you may use one of your hands as long as you do not beak full contact with her!" Nehener called out.
"What about leaving this spot?" Vegeta asked as the energy ball in Freiza's hand grew bigger.
I, hate the rain and sunny weather,
and I, hate the beach and moutains too;
(and) I don't like a thing about the city, no, no
and I, I, I, hate the country side too !
and I, hate everything about you !
.. everything about you !
"You can stand up, but you must stay in the circle! If you leave it then Bulma with be lost!" Vegeta smirked as he stood up to Freiza.
"This will be so much fun," Vegeta said as he took his left hand off Bulma and let 'ki' flow into a ball.
"It certainly will be!" Freiza said before running at Vegeta. Vegeta fazed out of the way causing Freiza to crash into the invisible barrier that cracked with energy as the Ones still walked around it and Nehener still chanted. Freiza hissed in pain as some of his energy was drained by the barrier causing him to flicker for a moment.
I don't like a thing about your mother,
and I, I hate your daddy's guts too,
I don't like a thing about your sister, no, no
'cause I, I, I, think sex is overrated too.
and I, get sick when I'm around,
I, can't stand to be around
I, hate everything about you !"Having problems?" Vegeta mocked as he appeared behind him. Freiza glared up a the Sayian Prince. "It seems that I am too much for you." Freiza launched himself at Vegeta, his eyes flashed bright red as he grew close to him.
(Hour Six...)
Vegeta switched arms as his left grew tired from the endless minutes of fighting. They had been going at it for an hour and Vegeta had one advantage on Frieza. If he made him fall into the barrier, then Freiza lost energy, giving Vegeta the upper hand for a minute or two. The only problem was that it was tiring having to hold onto Bulma the entire time.
(Hour Seven...)
"Damn," Bulma cursed as she looked around the darkness. "He's gone, but he will be back. How can I help Vegeta get rid of him. He said that having my memory will make it easier for us to fight him, but how?" She walked farther into the datkness, but stepped back when a light flashed in front of her. "Nani?" The light became a small square before a picture showed up in front of her. It was her at the age of sixteen with a young Goku carring his four star Dragonball. "Wow, that's when I first met Goku, well, later when he told me about his grandfather." She watched as Goku tucked the ball into a small pouch before he hopped onto the bike with her. Then the picture faded before another square appeared. This one was of her years later after she had met Yamcha and Puar. They stood next to eachother, holding hands as Yamcha's face turned red. "At least then he was a little less shy than when I met him." The pair in front of her smiled as they locked lips. The picture in front of him changed to when she had first met Krillin before showing when she met the rest of the gang. "Why is it showing me this?"
Vegeta flew at Frieza, dodging a punch as he tried to hit the creature in front of him. They flew at each other, arms flying at light speed as they tried to knock the other opponant.
"Getting tired?" Freiza asked as he backed up from Vegeta. "Just put the whore down and it will be all over."
everything about you,
everything about you,
everything about you
"I told you before! The Onna is mine and she is no whore!" Freiza smirked as he ran back at Vegeta.
'Maybe I should kill her in front of him,' Freiza thought as he dodged another kick to his head. Vegeta managed to land a kick to his adomadnal, knocking Frieza into the invisible wall again. "Damn!" it hissed. 'It he keeps knocking me into that damn barrier I will lose the stength to cotinue the fight with him and then I will have to lay dormant for another couple of months to gather strength from the bitch's fear.'
(Hour Eight...)
Bulma watched as the picture that showed up in front of her was the last thing she expected.
"Hmmm... This is it? This is the answer?" Then the picture changed.
Vegeta stood before her, with her grasped in his bloodied arm.
"Come on, Vegeta, let her go. She is only a burden to you. Let her go so we can really fight." Vegeta shook his head, even as blood made a path down his temple and cheek.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked as she reached out to the picture. "What is wrong? How can he be beating you?"
Vegeta tried to dodge the next attack, but was unsucsessful as it tore through his chest, exiting out his back.
Bulma watched as he moved her out of the way of the blast, but still refused to let her go.
"Vegetaaaaaaa!!" Bulma cried as she grasped the picture of him in front of her.
Vegeta gasped as Bulma began to stir in his arms. She reached for him, turning in his grasp. She opened her blue eyes and gave him a weak smile before she put her lips against his.
Some say I got a bad attitude,
but that don't change the way I feel about you,
If you think all this might be bringing me down,
look again cause I ain't wearin' no frown !
I don't really care about your sister
forget the little bitch 'cause I already kissed her
One thing that I did to your lady
put her on the bed and she didn't say maybe
I know you know everybody knows
the way it comes, the way it goes
you think it's sad well that's too bad
'cause I'm havin' a ball and never cared a thing
about you
(Hour Nine...)
As their lips touched he felt energy enter his body.
'What is going on?' Vegeta thought as he held Bulma close before they parted and her body once again became limp.
Everything about you, everything about you
I get sick when I'm around
I can't stand to be around
I hate everything about you
"So, you have decided to show yourself," Nehener said as he looked up into the former tyrant's red eyes.
"You want to fight old man?" Freiza inquired with a smirk. "The girl is mine! She will do my biding before I dispose of her!" Vegeta growled as Bulma's body became limp. "Ahh, Prince Vegeta," Freiza said with malence. "It seems that we meet again." Vegeta glared at the form in front of him.
"You will not take this onna. She is mine and I will not allow you to harm her!" he snarled.
"I thought you cared for no one?" Freiza asked. "I thought all the weaklings were weaknesses in your eyes, but you choose the weakest of all creatures. A mere human. No matter, I will kill you, her and the other monkey with gold hair." Vegeta held Bulma close as he powered up slowly. Freiza followed suit as he detatched himself Bulma's limp form before standing before Vegeta. Vegeta knew what Frieza was trying to do, but he would not relenqish his hold on her waist as he looked up into the eyes of his former master. "Are you ready to die?" Freiza inquired as a 'ki' ball formed in his right palm.
"Are you?" Vegeta said as his aura grew brighter around his body. 'This is gonna be hard if I can not use my hands.'
"Prince, you may use one of your hands as long as you do not beak full contact with her!" Nehener called out.
"What about leaving this spot?" Vegeta asked as the energy ball in Freiza's hand grew bigger.
I, hate the rain and sunny weather,
and I, hate the beach and moutains too;
(and) I don't like a thing about the city, no, no
and I, I, I, hate the country side too !
and I, hate everything about you !
.. everything about you !
"You can stand up, but you must stay in the circle! If you leave it then Bulma with be lost!" Vegeta smirked as he stood up to Freiza.
"This will be so much fun," Vegeta said as he took his left hand off Bulma and let 'ki' flow into a ball.
"It certainly will be!" Freiza said before running at Vegeta. Vegeta fazed out of the way causing Freiza to crash into the invisible barrier that cracked with energy as the Ones still walked around it and Nehener still chanted. Freiza hissed in pain as some of his energy was drained by the barrier causing him to flicker for a moment.
I don't like a thing about your mother,
and I, I hate your daddy's guts too,
I don't like a thing about your sister, no, no
'cause I, I, I, think sex is overrated too.
and I, get sick when I'm around,
I, can't stand to be around
I, hate everything about you !"Having problems?" Vegeta mocked as he appeared behind him. Freiza glared up a the Sayian Prince. "It seems that I am too much for you." Freiza launched himself at Vegeta, his eyes flashed bright red as he grew close to him.
(Hour Six...)
Vegeta switched arms as his left grew tired from the endless minutes of fighting. They had been going at it for an hour and Vegeta had one advantage on Frieza. If he made him fall into the barrier, then Freiza lost energy, giving Vegeta the upper hand for a minute or two. The only problem was that it was tiring having to hold onto Bulma the entire time.
(Hour Seven...)
"Damn," Bulma cursed as she looked around the darkness. "He's gone, but he will be back. How can I help Vegeta get rid of him. He said that having my memory will make it easier for us to fight him, but how?" She walked farther into the datkness, but stepped back when a light flashed in front of her. "Nani?" The light became a small square before a picture showed up in front of her. It was her at the age of sixteen with a young Goku carring his four star Dragonball. "Wow, that's when I first met Goku, well, later when he told me about his grandfather." She watched as Goku tucked the ball into a small pouch before he hopped onto the bike with her. Then the picture faded before another square appeared. This one was of her years later after she had met Yamcha and Puar. They stood next to eachother, holding hands as Yamcha's face turned red. "At least then he was a little less shy than when I met him." The pair in front of her smiled as they locked lips. The picture in front of him changed to when she had first met Krillin before showing when she met the rest of the gang. "Why is it showing me this?"
Vegeta flew at Frieza, dodging a punch as he tried to hit the creature in front of him. They flew at each other, arms flying at light speed as they tried to knock the other opponant.
"Getting tired?" Freiza asked as he backed up from Vegeta. "Just put the whore down and it will be all over."
everything about you,
everything about you,
everything about you
"I told you before! The Onna is mine and she is no whore!" Freiza smirked as he ran back at Vegeta.
'Maybe I should kill her in front of him,' Freiza thought as he dodged another kick to his head. Vegeta managed to land a kick to his adomadnal, knocking Frieza into the invisible wall again. "Damn!" it hissed. 'It he keeps knocking me into that damn barrier I will lose the stength to cotinue the fight with him and then I will have to lay dormant for another couple of months to gather strength from the bitch's fear.'
(Hour Eight...)
Bulma watched as the picture that showed up in front of her was the last thing she expected.
"Hmmm... This is it? This is the answer?" Then the picture changed.
Vegeta stood before her, with her grasped in his bloodied arm.
"Come on, Vegeta, let her go. She is only a burden to you. Let her go so we can really fight." Vegeta shook his head, even as blood made a path down his temple and cheek.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked as she reached out to the picture. "What is wrong? How can he be beating you?"
Vegeta tried to dodge the next attack, but was unsucsessful as it tore through his chest, exiting out his back.
Bulma watched as he moved her out of the way of the blast, but still refused to let her go.
"Vegetaaaaaaa!!" Bulma cried as she grasped the picture of him in front of her.
Vegeta gasped as Bulma began to stir in his arms. She reached for him, turning in his grasp. She opened her blue eyes and gave him a weak smile before she put her lips against his.
Some say I got a bad attitude,
but that don't change the way I feel about you,
If you think all this might be bringing me down,
look again cause I ain't wearin' no frown !
I don't really care about your sister
forget the little bitch 'cause I already kissed her
One thing that I did to your lady
put her on the bed and she didn't say maybe
I know you know everybody knows
the way it comes, the way it goes
you think it's sad well that's too bad
'cause I'm havin' a ball and never cared a thing
about you
(Hour Nine...)
As their lips touched he felt energy enter his body.
'What is going on?' Vegeta thought as he held Bulma close before they parted and her body once again became limp.
Everything about you, everything about you
I get sick when I'm around
I can't stand to be around
I hate everything about you