Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ True Love Conquers All ❯ Dreams ( Chapter 9 )

True Love Conquers All

By: bardocksbabygirl

Disclaimer: I do not own or make money from DBZ, so please don't sue me.

Chapter 10

That night, the inhabitants of the Son house had some very… interesting dreams - a few were good, there was one disturbing nightmare, and two people dreamed of *certain* other people…

In Gohans Bedroom:

~Gohan's Dream~

Gohan is being chased by a big Math book! Its spitting numbers at him, which he is having a hard time dodging. A number 8 drops in front of him and tightens around his bare feet, cuasing him to fall flat on his face. As he is righting himself, he feels a hard knock on the back of his head, and then nothing all…

*Oww… my head…* groggily opening his eyes, he realizes he is tied to his desk! *What the…! How'd I end up here?!* Catching a movement out of the corner of his eye, he jerks his head around to see…

Hello son, I would like you to meet your new tutors. Number 1 and number 4.

Number 1 and number 4 walked out from behind a blackboard that suddenly appeared fifteen in front of Gohan. His eyes were wide with fear, his pupils dilated, and his lower lip quivering in fear of what was going to happen next.

Frantic, Gohan asks "Mom what is going on?!

My dear, sweet Gohan, you have been neglecting your studies for far too long. So I arranged for some new tutors, you will be with them for the rest of your life. ChiChi stated calmly.

Throwing her head back, she begins to laugh. Number 1 and number 4 also begin laughing. Then, suddenly, they stop and walk up to Gohan, asking questions left and right, but before he could answer they would ask him even more questions.

While Gohan is stuttering, trying to come up with the answers No.1 and No.4 take ChiChi aside.

Number 1: Don't worry Miss ChiChi, we will make a scholar out of him by the time we are thru, even if it kills him!

Number 4: (smirking) yes, we will make you proud of him, by golly!

With an appreciative smile ChiChi replies: Ok I will leave him in your *very* capable hands. (AN: yeah, numbers don't usually have hands, but bite me) Bye Gohan. And after a peck on his forehead she walks out of sight.

Mommy! NOOOO!!!! I will do better, I promise just don't leave me with them. He cries.

But it is too late, his mother has already left. Turning his head to look at his new tutors, his coal black eyes are swimming with tears. Next thing he knows he is an old man *still* tied to the desk, *still* trying to come up with answers to all the old questions.

AHHHHH!!!

Gohan wakes up covered in sweat and shivers at the thought of having a tutor anything like No.s 1 or 4. He decides then and there he will try much harder with his studies.



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In the next room Goku and ChiChi are having completely different dreams compared to each other or their son. Goku has ate about half of his pillow and ChiChi is lying on her back with her hands clasped on her stomach and a grin plastered on her face from ear to ear.

~Goku's Dream~

Goku is smiling from ear to ear. His coal black eyes are shining with excitement at the sight before him. Drool was just dripping down his chin. He had meant to Instant Transmission to Bulma's to get some supplies for her but he accidentally transported himself to a world where everything was some sort a food.

I must have died and went to heaven. Cause look at all this good food!

Goku looks around and sees a lamp post; it is dark brown and looks yummy. He goes up to it and takes a monstrous bite out of it - it was milk chocolate!

Wow, a chocolate lamp post! I never want to leave this place! Its paradise!

Goku started running around like a kid in a toy store, taking bits out of mailboxes, street cars, buildings - everything! And hours later he was still at it. He mouth was so full of food he looked like a chipmunk. The grin never left his face.



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~Ch iChi's Dream~

ChiChi is sitting on a big gold throne with a lovely orange cushion. She was wearing an elegant royal-blue dress, her hair piled on top of her head in a cascade of black silk, with a bit of light make-up. To the left of her was a bell which she picked up and tinkled delicately. Immediately, in ran Goku wearing a navy-blue and gray servant's outfit.

You rang, Mistress ChiChi? He asked politely.

Obviously. She responded dryly. I need my feet rubbed.

Instantly Goku is at her feet, where he delicately cradles them while removing her royal blue slippers ever so gently. As he rubs her feet, ChiChi leans her head back in ecstasy. After a few minutes, she signals for him to stop.

Goku, please send out our son so me, and then begin dinner. She commands quietly.

Bowing his head, he back out of the room. "Yes, Mistress ChiChi."

As he exits the room, another large set of doors open and in runs Krillin.

"ChiChi, where is Goku and Gohan?! We need their help to save the planet from a new monster!"

"I'm sorry Krillin, Goku and Gohan are no longer interested in fighting. They'd rather stay here and be good."

At this point, Goku was walked in the room with Gohan in tow. They both look at ChiChi who is pointedly ignoring Krillin.

After giving Krillin a puzzled glance, Goku looks back at ChiChi. "Mistress?" He asks curiously.

Goku, tell Krillin about your and Gohans decisions on fighting." She demands.

"Gee, I'm sorry Krillin, we don't fight anymore. For ChiChi's sake"

Krillin looks at him in disbelief. He slowly turns to leave his head hung low.

"I'm *so* proud of my boys."

"Mother, you wanted to see me?" Gohan asks with a bow.

"Yes, I would like an update on your studies."

"I'm sorry mother; I've been falling a bit behind. I'm *only* up to my senior year in high school.' He says sheepishly.

"Hmm, just study a bit harder and you will be fine." She replies with a proud smile.

Gohan bows and takes his leave.

"Anything else, Mistress?"

"No, thank you. Please prepare dinner."

"Yes Mistress." Goku replies, and with a bow, takes his leave.

*This is just perfect* ChiChi thinks.





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In yet another room of the house, Piccolo is still mediating and keeping watch over Vegeta and the blue haired onna named Bulma, oblivious to the fact that they are bonding.

~Bulma's Dream~

*What is going on? Where am I? Hey, that looks like Vegeta - wait, no he's a bit older. Hmmmm, maybe it's his dad! I can feel someone's anger, maybe in this dream I am Vegeta.

Looking coldly upon Vegeta no Ouji (Bulma), the king announces "Son, you have been given to Freiza. Be ready in approximately fifteen minutes."

"Nani! Why? I do not want to go! I refuse to go!"

Suddenly, Bulma feels a smack to her face and is flung across the chamber - a whole 50 feet. Vegeta no Ouji walks up to him and tells him he will go and that is the end of this discussion. When he could not prevent his world and peoples from being destroyed, much pain and bitterness grew in his heart

Bulma felt his pain of ever time Freiza and his lackeys would beat him, how Freiza would violate him time and time again, how he would humiliate him in front of his inferiors. The only times he felt safe were on purging missions. Bulma could feel Vegeta's excitement when he killed - his feeling of power. He had no remorse for what he did. When he came to Earth the first time and was defeated by Goku she could feel how he felt worthless; how he wanted to wish for immortality to avenge his people; his disgust with Gohan and Krillin on Namek; he blushed when he told Gohan I was cute; and, before he died at the hands of Freiza, how he cried and asked Goku to avenge his and their people. When brought back to life, his jealousy towards Goku for becoming what was *his* birth right and what he had yet to achieve.

*I never knew…*

Bulma felt his confusion every time he was around her, how he loved to pick fights with her just to see her eyes light with a fire, a fire that ignited something in his soul. He was unprepared for what it opened inside of him. He was falling in love with her, but there was nothing he could do, he was helpless. She was still with that weak, *pathetic* excuse for a fighter. Vegeta despised Yamucha and Bulma now knew it was because of her (partially, anyway). She saw the Gravity machine mishap and his shock to find her still by his side when he woke. That night he had carried her to her room and placed her in bed, touching her face and feeling her hair, yearning to just hold her and be by her side. His anger towards himself when he kissed her. Bulma was shocked to feel and see what he had upon finding her after what Yamucha had done to her. His remorse for not being there for her; his anger at whomever had done this to her. Bulma could feel her heart skip a beat when she knew he would do anything to keep her safe.

*He is the one I would have wished for so long ago.*

She saw herself in a rejuvenation tank and he was crying for her, his beloved.



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~Vegeta's Dream~

*What is this? Never have I had a dream like this... Unless… Oh no! This isn't possible! I am NOT bonding with the onna! This can't be happening! I am the saiyan prince! I am above a weak female such as this! Or… am I? Why did it bother me so much when I found her? Well, might as well take a look…*

He was seeing her life as she had seen it and how she had felt about it. First there is a lab. She couldn't have been too old, for her father was very young looking. Sitting in the floor of his lab, she is playing with an experiment Dr. Briefs couldn't get working right, and there she was, fixing it for him. He could feel her excitement every time she was in her father's lab. Then, when she was only a little bit older and in school she was younger than the other children. She was picked on and bullied because she was different. One time, an older girl came up and pulled her aqua hair, teasing her mercilessly.

"Hey guys! Look-y here! It's the little blue haired freak!" the bully said in her nasal voice.

All of the other kids started laughing, pointing at her. One girl even came up to Bulma and knocked her to the ground. But she gave as good as she got, busting one girl's mouth and giving another a black eye. After that incident, (And the principles intervention) the bullies left her alone, only teasing from afar.

*I'm impressed. She had spunk even then.* Vegeta thought with a smirk.

She was sixteen when she first met Son Goku. It was funny to feel her anger over Gokus offer to wash her back. He watched her adventures in looking for the dragonballs; Bulma's fist encounter with Yamucha; he almost died laughing, knowing of her plan to wish for a lifetime supply of strawberries, and then the perfect boyfriend. Her first perception of him in the dream was sickening to him. How she felt when Yamucha was killed by a Sabiaman. His heart felt like it was being shattered knowing he had caused her that pain, even if he didn't directly killed Yamucha, he was the one who had ordered it done. And he could feel her fear and excitement when he was near on Namek. It was sort of comical seeing himself through her eyes. She had never really seen him as a killer or a bad person, but a person that was a result of his environment. Vegeta saw how she would do little things to make him happy, only to have him yell and insult her. Each time he slighted her, it would break her heart just a little bit more. Her anger and pain at catching Yamucha with the redhead. Then her confusion over Vegeta and what she felt for him. Seeing how much it had affected her when he had taken her to bed, being so gentle. She didn't understand - she had always thought he had hated her. But throughout most of it, she knew she was in love with him.

*She thinks I hate her. Well, I have never given her any reason to believe otherwise, but that will change as soon as she is better.*

He then saw her being attacked, how her attacker was Yamucha, and with each passing second he was becoming angrier and angrier.

*I will kill that worthless bastard as soon as I get a hold of him.*



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Veg eta had unknowingly started to power up in his sleep, he was so furious. In fact, he powered up so high, he brought Piccolo out of his meditation and Goku and Gohan ran down the stairs to see what was going on. And down the stairs came a frightened Goku and Gohan. His hair flickered from blonde to black and finally stayed black. All were wondering what had gotten him so angry that he would power up like that, but none of them were about to wake him for the fear of him taking his anger out on them.

Suddenly breaking the silence, Goku suggested "I think we should wait till morning to ask him what was wrong. An angry no Ouji is worse then ten Freiza's!"

Gohan and Piccolo agreed, leaving it till morning. Morning didn't seem to come early enough.

~Shared Dream~

Vegeta was in a room of white. He was in his royal armor. Then he could smell her, the woman he was destined to be with for this life and all others. Turning to look at her, he gasped at her beauty. Her hair was down and cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. She was wearing a long white silk dress which clung to every curve of her perfect body. They looked at each other as if in a trance. Bulma was the first to break the silence.

"Vegeta, what is going on? Why did I have dreams of your childhood? Suddenly, she broke into tears and threw herself at him, sobbing; "I am so sorry! I never knew your life was so horrible!"

Soothingly, Vegeta whispers to her, "There is nothing to be sorry for onna, you did nothing wrong. What is done is done. We shall look to the future. If this is real, we will be sharing it. Alright?"

"Oh, Vegeta! I love you and I have wanted to tell you for so long - I just didn't know how… Or what… (sob) Just hold me, please?"

I love you to my Princess", he says very softly, her ears barely picking the words out of the air.

Bulma looks up at him, her hand softly caressing his face. He leans into the feeling of her delicate hand on him. She pulls his face to hers and kisses him. Her tongue runs across his lips silently asking for permission to enter. He obliges and opens his mouth and she tastes him, and he taste wonderful to her, just as she tastes so sweet to him. They eventually pull away to catch their breath. Looking into each others eyes they get pulled into each other. Pulling her closer to him, she snuggles in, and they are content to be together.

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