Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Event to Last a Lifetime ❯ Ch14 ( Chapter 14 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Bulma knew the voice of her challenger. It was none other than Kyra. She made her way down the long table and stood beside Vegeta. Kyra gave Vegeta a peck on the cheek. "I would be more than happy to challenge Princess Bulma to a battle. Is it to the death?" She glared at Bulma who was sitting in front of Vegeta. When she heard the word 'death' she shivered. I hope it is not to the death. I will have no chance at all. Vegeta was about to grab Kyra's throat and toss her to the other side of the room when the King grabbed his son's hand. Vegeta looked back at his father with a scowl on his face. "I can't believe you, of all people, are allowing this foolishness to go on," Vegeta took his seat beside Bulma. She was too scared to say anything. The councilman spoke, "This battle will not be to the death, but as long as both opponents are conscious they may fight for as long as they want." Vegeta was about to protest when he saw a single tear roll down Bulma's cheek, but thought there was nothing he could do. "Let us take this match to the training facility so the women may have more room to maneuver," the councilman said. These people really hate me. Why do they want me to fight? They must know I stand no chance. Kyra would kill me even if the match is not to the death. Everyone proceeded to the training facility. The councilmen walked with Kyra. There was no doubt that they were giving her pointers. King Vegeta walked with his son, and Bulma lagged behind. She was walking by herself with tears rolling down her face. Vegeta continuously looked back at her trying to away from his father. The King would not let go of Vegeta's arm to let him walk with Bulma. "Old man, if you do not let go of my arm, you will regret it," Vegeta growled. The King smiled back at his son's attempt to threaten him. "Son, don't worry about her. She needs to learn how to fight sooner or later. Let her find her own way." Vegeta looked at his father with doubt. "I thought you wanted her to be my mate. If she fights Kyra, she will die." The King chuckled, "You are too dramatic. The match is not to the death. Princess Bulma will be fine. She might be in a coma for a while, but she will live." He has got to be kidding. He knows Kyra is almost as strong as a Saiyan woman. She will kill her and the council will not think twice about turning the other cheek. I have to do something to help her. Why do I want to help her again? Vegeta stopped struggling against his father's hold. He could hear the strained sobs of Bulma not too far behind him. Her cries were hurting him for some reason. He didn't understand why she had that effect on him.

It only took a few minutes to arrive at the training facility from the dining hall. Everyone was crowded around Kyra for support and in stepped Bulma by herself. Not even one person came to her aide. Not even Vegeta or the King. She looked down at her dress and started playing with the fabric. My beautiful dress is going to be ruined. What am I saying? My beautiful face is going to be ruined. Why hasn't Vegeta tried to give me some support? I guess I shouldn't expect it from an arrogant prince. The noise in the room quieted because the King was about to speak. "Now, where do you two want to fight? You may pick from the places we have programmed in the computer. Since Kyra is familiar with the places, she may choose where to fight. Please remember these are places around the palace. If you are lost in the battle and everyone returns, you will remain in that place until you find your way back to the palace," the king finished by nodding to Bulma hoping she understand the consequences if she did not return with everyone else. He then turned his attention to Kyra. She put her index finger to her lips acting like she was thinking. "I think I want to fight in the field next to the Red Forest. It is a big enough space to fight," she said while starring at Bulma's shaking figure. The King nodded and turned to Vegeta who was standing by the control panel. He punched in a few codes and the environment changes from the training facility to the field next to the Red Forest. The councilmen, princesses, King, and Prince Vegeta stepped away from the two fighters. Kyra and Bulma stood in the middle of the field in dresses that were about to be torn to shreds. No one else was close enough to them to hear Kyra speak. "Pray now because in a few minutes you will be dead," she said with an evil smirk on her face. Bulma looked at her with a tear stained face. "This fight is not to the death, Kyra." Kyra began to laugh with a look of satisfaction in her eyes. "I don't think they will care if I kill you." With that the fight was underway.

Kyra ran toward Bulma with fury in her eyes. Bulma was too slow to react and was slammed to the ground with a kick to the stomach. She curled into a ball, but had no time to recover when Kyra picked her up by her hair. She punched her in the face three times then threw her to the other side of the field. Bulma felt blood running down her face. She tried to stand, but was met with a kick to the side of her head. The kick threw her into a nearby tree. She slid to the base of the tall red tree and fell to the side. She lifted herself on her hands and started spitting up blood. Kyra came out of nowhere and kicked her in the ribs. Bulma fell to the ground holding her stomach on the way down. Kyra picked her up by her neck and pushed her against the tree. She held Bulma there with one hand on her throat and punched her in the face with the other. "How do you like this beating, whore? The prince will never look at you again if I let you live," Kyra said while bruising Bulma's face. Kyra went in for another punch, but Bulma used to rest of her energy to move her head to the side making Kyra punch the tree behind her. Bulma struggled to use her voice since Kyra was squeezing her throat, "I hope you rot in hell, bitch!" Bulma lifted her leg to kick her opponent in the stomach when Kyra threw her into the woods. She landed with a thud against another tree. Bulma could see Kyra walking up to her, but blacked out before she got there.

Vegeta was standing next to his father while watching Bulma being beaten. The King had his hand around Vegeta's arm so he could not run off and be a hero. Kyra was kicking Bulma in the ribs when Vegeta turned to his father. "If she dies, I will never forgive you. Any time I feel something for someone, you take them away." He was pulling his father's face closer to his. "I still have not forgiven you for what you did to my mother," Vegeta held back his tears and emotions that wanted badly to escape. The King starred at his growing son with anger in his eyes. "I told you the match is not to the death. And since when have you had feelings for her? I thought you told me that she means nothing to you and that you do not want a mate. As for your mother, I did what was best for you. She would have clouded your mind with emotions and severed your chance at becoming a Super Saiyan," he spat. Vegeta could hear Bulma coughing and wanted to free his arm to help her, but was still not as strong as his father. All he could do was watch.

Kyra came walking out of the woods with not even one scratch on her body. Her dress was still intact, but her hair was a little disheveled from the fight. All of the councilmen and the remaining princesses made their way to the obvious winner. Vegeta kept his eye on the forest line waiting for Bulma to appear. He waited nearly five minutes and she did not come out of the forest. He looked toward his father with blatant fury in his eyes. "Let me go now! The fight is over and I have to go find her," Vegeta wanted to kill his father. The King quickly let go of his son's arm so he could go find the girl. The prince was in a hurry, but wanted to say something to the winner. The crowd of people parted for him. He walked up to Kyra with hands balled into fists. "If she is dead, you are next. I will find you tonight and kill you personally. You better hope she is breathing," he said pushing past her. The silent crowd was stunned by his confession, but one person was not. Kyra smiled sweetly at him through his statement. She yelled at his back, "I still do not understand why you want some weak tramp as a mate, prince." After hearing her words, Vegeta took to the sky.

It was dark so seeing through the trees was difficult even with his Saiyan vision. He had been flying around for almost an hour and still had not found her. They couldn't have gone that far into the forest. Maybe I should search from the ground. I could probably smell her scent easier that way. He touched down in between to giant red trees that towered over him. He started to sniff the air for her scent. Once he caught a whiff of a familiar scent the sky started sending rain. Great. It would start raining when I actually catch her scent. Now it is going to take me even longer to find her. Vegeta headed in the direction of the picked up scent. He walked for what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes and caught sight of something blue. He raced over to the aqua colored item and was horrified at the sight in front of him. Kyra had stripped Bulma of her clothes. She wore nothing. Not even her undergarments. Bulma was completely nude and shaking from the cold wind and rain. Vegeta noticed she was still breathing, but unconscious. Her face was black and blue. The only part of her body not beaten was her feet. He glided over to her shivering body and couldn't help but star at her. Even with black and blue skin she was beautiful. He searched the area around her for her dress, but found nothing. It was still raining when he unhooked his cape and wrapped her in it. He picked her up and lifted off into the night.

While he flew, he continued to stare at her. She was limp, but still alive and Vegeta was thankful. It took him a half an hour to reach the palace. He entered through the medical wing. No one was working this late at night so he had no interruptions. They had plenty of open regeneration tanks available so he gently laid her on the floor while he undressed. He left his boxers on and quickly found a spandex outfit to put her in so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable with him being in the tank with her naked. He figured if he could give her some of his energy while in the tank, she would heal faster. Vegeta swooped her up in his arms and positioned them both in the tank. He already set it on automatic start so they sat for only a few minutes before the blue fluid engulfed them. He set it for two hours because he hoped his energy would speed up the process. In a matter of seconds he was in a deep sleep.

After an hour had passed a lone figure entered the medical wing. They knew Bulma would be brought to a tank after her beating so decided to cause a little trouble. They silently walked to each tank wanting to know which one the princess was in. The person was horrified to see Prince Vegeta in the tank with the Earth princess. He had his arms around the woman in a protective manner and his tail did not look like it was going anywhere soon either. What is the prince thinking? He should know this woman will cause him more harm than good. I must do something to change his mind about this princess. The loner left the medical wing after starring at the submerged couple. Another hour passed and the liquid was draining from the tank. Vegeta's eyes instantly opened when the fluid was no longer covering his face. He pressed a button on the inside of the tank to open the door. He held on to Bulma so she wouldn't fall out. She was still out cold, but her injuries were completely healed. He lifted the both out of the tank and found a bench to lay Bulma on while he changed into dry boxers and clothes. Vegeta once again wrapped his cape around her body and headed for his quarters. There was no one in the halls so he did not have to explain the circumstances. He entered his room quietly as to not wake to beauty in his arms. He held her with one arm and pulled back the covers of the bed in his main room. Gently, he placed her down on the bed and laid the blankets over her. She squirmed for a few seconds as if searching for the heat that she was once feeling from Vegeta's body. He held his breath hoping he hadn't woken her. Vegeta was tired, but too worried about the princess to sleep. He sat on the end of the bed trying to devise a plan to kill Kyra. After a long conversation with himself, he remembered Bulma had not eaten anything at the feast. He slowly got off the bed and headed for the door. As quietly as possible he opened and closed the door.

Vegeta was on his way to the cook's area and met Kakkarot on the way. "I should have known you would be up this late looking for food," he said with a smirk on his face. Kakkarot smiled and stopped Vegeta with a hand on his shoulder. "Vegeta, I heard what happened to Princess Bulma. Is she alright, or did something terrible happen?" Kakkarot had real worry in his eyes when he asked the prince of the princess. "She is fine now. I put her in a regeneration tank and now she is sleeping. Kyra will pay for almost killing her and leaving her to freeze in the night," he said while punching his hand with a fist. 'Oh, that is good to hear. So why are you up getting food this late?" Vegeta began to blush. "The onna didn't eat anything at the feast so I thought she would be hungry when she woke." Kakkarot started to laugh. "You are acting really strange, Vegeta. Are you sure you don't have feelings for this princess?" They had reached the kitchen and began to grab different items to carry back to their rooms. After they had their arms full and started walking back, Vegeta answered his question. "I do not know what I am feeling, Kakkarot. I haven't felt anything since I was five and my father murdered my mother. She was the last person I cared about. How do you know if you have feelings for someone because I do not remember." It was Kakkarot's turn up ahead so he stopped Vegeta before leaving him. “You know you feel for someone if you are doing what you're doing right now. You definitely feel something for her, or you would be the one sleeping right now." He left Vegeta to contemplate his words.