Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Treachery or Something Like It ❯ Chapter Ten ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter Ten:

Bulma decided to leave her hair down. Her wavy blue hair set nicely on her shoulders and covered her back. Before she answered the door, knowing immediately that it was Vegeta, she took all her knives and daggers and put them in a safe place. She kept her loaded gun hidden on her body.

She opened the door to find Vegeta, normal-looking, staring at her. "I'm ready." she said.

"We might actually make it there before we're supposed to." Vegeta said sarcastically.

Bulma scowled. "I don't take that long to get ready."

Vegeta rolled his eyes and took her hand. "Then we should leave." The pair walked down the hallway arm in arm to convince any onlookers. It worked.

When the pair finally reached the throne room, Bulma's eyes lit up with recognition. "I know this place. This was where I . . ." she trailed off remembering the memory.

"Where you were going to kill me?" Vegeta finished for her; Bulma looked at the floor. "Don't worry about it. You wanted to get your job done."

Bulma smiled up at him. "Thanks."

Vegeta opened the door to the throne room. The pair walked in still arm and arm to meet a king who seemed very surprised to see the young woman.

"This is the woman you want to marry?" King Vegeta asked.

"Father, this is the woman I wish to marry. I told you I'd found someone." Vegeta said with a smug look on his face. The king looked very serious.

"You don't even know exactly where she is from. She's a fucking whore from Frieza!"

At that moment Bulma became very angry. She quickly withdrew her gun and pointed it at the king's head. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

Kakarot, who was also standing in the room, tried to stop her. "Aria! Stop!"

"Shut up, Kakarot!" Bulma yelled before turning her attention back to the king. "You know absolutely nothing about me! Vegeta knows more than all of you! And damn it, I will not be called a whore from Frieza!" Bulma screamed before turning the gun to her own head. Everyone in the room stared in surprise.

"Aria, don't do this." Vegeta said calmly. Bulma allowed Vegeta to take her arm and move her out of the room.

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Bulma's eyes filled with tears that spilled over on to her cheeks. She dropped the gun to the floor and wrapped her arm around Vegeta's neck who then became surprised. She laid her head on his shoulder and cried uncontrollably. Vegeta didn't know what to do. When Bulma fell to the floor, taking Vegeta with her, Vegeta wrapped his own arms around her.

"I'm sorry," Bulma's muffled voice said. "I'm so sorry."

"Woman," Vegeta started to say. He was stopped when Bulma lifted her head and made eye contact.

"Vegeta, my real name is Bulma. Bulma Briefs." she said.

Vegeta's eyes grew wide. "The `Leather Viper'?" He was stunned. "You're no amateur assassin then."

Bulma swallowed hard. "My first mission was to come here and kill your father. I think that was my instinct kicking in."

"Woman, you put the gun on yourself. You had no intentions of killing my father."

Bulma looked at the ground and stood up, followed by Vegeta. "I told you yesterday. I'm tired of being an assassin." Bulma looked up to meet Vegeta's coal black eyes. "I had a dream last night, a repressed memory actually. I killed my own father. I've murdered so many people. And all for nothing."

Vegeta had no words of comfort. "I've killed people, too. All in the name of Frieza. I get nothing out of it. I understand."

"But I shouldn't kill anyone anymore. Not even for Frieza."

Vegeta took her hands in his. "Then don't. Marry me."

Bulma's eyes became as large as saucers. "What?"

"Marry me. For real. No matter what my father says. He wants me to produce an heir. He wants me to take over the throne. I can't do either of these without a wife. Marry me."

Bulma's eyes became wet with tears. "Alright, Vegeta. I will."

Vegeta took her lips in a deep kiss once more. "I will go back in there and explain. You go back to you living quarters."

Bulma nodded her head and smiled. Things seemed to be looking up for the girl.

**I told you there would be some OOC-ness. Yeah, so, um, review?**