Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's Tail ❯ Dreams of insanity ( Chapter 19 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z

Author's Note: Sorry for the long delay! The holidays, fantastic as they, are got in the way.

Chapter 19

In deep space no-one could hear Bulma scream...

"Ahhhhh!!!" She shrieked.

She had decided the best plan for her current situation was an ice cold shower. That always worked in the movies. It did help slightly, she was now more cold than horny. She grabbed a towel and tried not to touch herself. It didn't matter what she did she felt like she wanted sex.

*Am I going through some weird heat or something?* She thought. *Humans don't get that kind of cycle. I'm on the pill why would it be happening to me?* Bulma stepped out of the shower her whole body shaking with the cold.

She tried patting herself down but her teeth chattered. She had locked herself into the bedroom. It didn't look like her evil husband had used it at all. The bed covers were still in a mess since they'd last had sex.

*Oh crap, the Saiyan sense of smell!* Bulma slapped her head. *He probably smelled all the 'activities' we've been doing here and figured I was his fuck toy.*

<Mmmm Fuck toy!> An evil voice inside Bulma said.

The perverted voice had been getting louder and possibly more suggestive the longer her separation from Vegeta lasted. Bulma growled and ripped the covers off the bed. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep with the distant smell. Her senses weren't as strong as a Saiyans but she could still smell the sweat from Vegeta in the bed.

*I won't think of the murderer.* Bulma thought. *Bad Bulma, thinking about raping him.*

<Strap him down.... straddle him....>

The blankets were thrown into the washing machine as if it was its fault. Bulma rammed her foot in to make it all fit. *I hope that fucker is having one hell of a nightmare!*

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Vegeta was as it happened having a nightmare. He was still in a deep coma from the gas giving him an unnatural sleep. He was dreaming he had Bulma held down in his grasp and she was smiling at him.

"Listen to me you miserable fucking whore!"

She laughed. "You smooth talker you!"

He smacked her in the face. "Stop your laughing you disgusting wench. I am the Saiyan Prince and you shall obey me!"

Bulma's face remained still and unchanged. As if his blow had been more like a pat. "Always were the angry one." She smirked. "Now pucker up big boy and give your mate a kiss."

"NO!" Vegeta roared. "Whatever you're wanting you shall not get!"

"I just want a kiss." Bulma pouted.

"Whatever a kiss is you shall not get." Vegeta snarled. "I'm the dominant one, you shall obey me."

Bulma smile grew. "You think you're the dominant one?" She laughed loudly, tears coming to her eyes as she clutched her belly. "Oh Vegeta! That's a good one!"

Vegeta powered up his ki. "I will kill you for such impertinence!" He held out his hand a ball of his power aimed at her laughing head. Bulma looked at him the amusement still dancing in her eyes. She mirrored Vegeta's hand and grabbed the ki ball. It instantly snuffed out. Before Vegeta could push her away she had attached herself to him. Her lips locked on his.

As she broke away Bulma whistled. "Now that is a kiss!"

Vegeta yelled into the air. His aura bursting forth with all his energy. He couldn't believe his personal space had been so easily invaded. Bulma stood watching him her hands on her hips.

"You know if you keep that up you'll explode." Bulma said. "You have to remember me Vegeta!"

"How can I remember something that for me has never happened?" He snarled. "As if I'd want to remember you, bitch. You don't even put out a good fuck!"

"With charm like that it's no wonder I reacted the way I did." Bulma sighed. "Chill big man, it'll be cool."

"WHAT!?" Vegeta had no idea what she had just said. "Speak English woman!"

"I don't really speak English." Bulma said playfully. "Look I'll leave you alone if that's truly what you want."

Vegeta growled as the dream Bulma disappeared. He didn't like the idea that he wasn't the dominant bonded one. The fact that she had resisted his seduction and put him unconscious was proof that she had some means of overpowering him. Though it annoyed him to think about it. Strength wasn't everything, this woman seemed to have a brain and knew how to use it.

The black void that he'd been dreaming in soon let in colours and shapes. Vegeta found himself in front of a glowing ball. An image was inside the ball. Voices were around him talking to him but he didn't recognise them or what they saying. The only thing he recognised was the image in the ball. It was himself dressing in his best royal armour. Vegeta found himself struck at the fear that was playing out in the room. Everyone was petrified of his power level and what he could do.

Vegeta's chest puffed out slightly. He loved to imagine that he was the most feared being in the universe; more than Freiza.

Vegeta's attention on his image was broken by someone speaking to him. He looked down at a small pig. He felt an immediate distrust and familiarity about him. He also knew his name.... Oolong.

The image faded as he tried to glance around the room. To see if he recognised anyone else. The faces became blurred and distant. Then he was back in his more usual darkness. This was more like a dream for him. A place where his demons would rise and torment him. The blue haired woman came out of the dark. Her superior smile on her face. The replicant tail raised high.

"Having fun?"

"Get out of my mind!" He snapped.

"Can't I'm here to stay." Dream Bulma shrugged. "I'm always going to be here. In the background, annoying you being an insect biting the back of your mind."

"I will keep you out!" Vegeta said. "I have a good control of my mind."

"So you do." Bulma said patronisingly. "Such a shame you're fading again...."

Vegeta shouted out to her. Somehow his yell became a high pitched scream. He covered his mouth.

*Where the fuck did that come from?*

He glanced around the land that appeared was dry and dusty. The sky was a shocking bright green. Vegeta didn't automatically recognise the planet he was on. Then he saw the figure that he had screamed at.

*The Saiyan Prince screams at no-one!* He thought. Vegeta tried to advance to kill the intruder but he couldn't move. Then the shadow like figure came into focus. The flame hair that stood up high was unmistakable. For a second Vegeta thought it was his father come to gloat at his failure. Then as the clarity came to him he saw who it was. It was himself, dressing a black suit and armour. The only thing that he thought was strange was the deep blue eyes.

His double glanced over to him smirking. "Just hand over the dragonball chrome dome!"

Vegeta noticed who he was standing in front. The one that Kakarrot had called Krillin. The small human was standing in front of Vegeta as if protecting him from himself. If Vegeta wasn't very sure of his own individuality he would have been really confused.

*This dream better end soon so I can kill the woman! This has to be HER fault!*

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Bulma lay, curled up in the clean covers. Her whole body was burning up. Not with an illness but from her own sexual desire. A cooling head pack was stuck on her head. Bulma swore she could see steam rising off her head. The horrible voice in her head was still haunting her.

<Go on rape him!>

*Bulma Briefs is not desperate enough to rape!*

<RAPE HIM!>

*No!*

<He wants you! Show him what you're made of! LITERARY!>

*That's sick.*

<I am part of your mind.> The voice purred. <I am just as sick as you are.>

*I don't want you there...* Bulma thought but she didn't realise that she had slowly slumped into sleep. Her whole body had lacked any rest for over 24 hours. Any arguments she had with the horny voice in her head were lost.

Bulma found herself in some strange liquid. She looked around through the glass. For some reason she wasn't on her ship anymore. She was on Freiza's ship. She recognised it from the from she had raided it for information a while back. A strange alien was nearby. A breathing apparatus on her face was helping her breath.

*This is just bizarre.* Bulma thought. The alien and the setting disappeared. She found herself standing in a familiar territory..

*Namek?*

Bulma was looking directly at herself and Krillin.

*Ooh it's me!* Bulma thought cheering up at the sight of her own double. *What a babe!*

"Hand over the dragonball chrome dome!" A voice from Bulma said. It was Vegeta's voice. Bulma couldn't understand it.

*What the fuck?* She wondered. *What happened to my wonderful voice.*

The voice from her mouth continued. "If you give the ball to me now, I'll let you live."

"This is stupid!" Bulma heard her double say. "I would never let the humans live."

"Hey that's not what you're suppose to say!" Bulma shouted back at her dobbelganger "You're suppose to be the beautiful and talented Bulma Briefs!" She glared at the horrid impostor who she now noticed had dark black eyes. As if she'd ever have black contacts!

Bulma then noticed that Zarbon flown in to join the party.

"So I've finally found you Vegeta." The green alien said. "Freiza's been looking for you."

"Ooh! Who's that!" The impostor Bulma cooed. "Isn't he just dreamy....what the fuck am I saying...that's Zarbon!" She bent over and started making retching noises.

Bulma found herself going into the Vegeta role again. "Silly girl." Bulma/Vegeta purred. "You two stay put. If you run away I'll kill both of you. I have to get rid of Freiza's bitch first."

"I've had enough of you Vegeta!." Zarbon said. "Time to tuck you in and say goodnight!!"

"Yoo hoo get Vegeta!" Bulma lookalike shouted. "Why the hell am I cheering for that idiot?!"

Bulma chuckled at herself. "Looks like you can't remember your lines. Man, this is a messed up dream!"

"You're not even me!" Bulma-double shouted.

"Of course I'm me!" Bulma shouted back. "I'm very much the genius girl, I'm just having a bad dream that's all."

"This is my dream you retarded doppelganger" Bulma lookalike yelled. "You're the one impersonating the great Saiyan Prince."

"Ooh...." Bulma paused. She looked at her hands, they were large and gloved.

*Oh my, am I really in Vegeta's body?* She checked her chest. *Ahh what happened to my bust? Where did all these muscles come from?*

"Quit groping my own body you pervert!" Bulma-lookalike snarled.

"Yeah buddy and you better not grope mine." Bulma said her hands on her hips. *This 'dream me' thinks she's Vegeta!*

"I think you've got more pressing matters than my body." The Bulma-alike said.

Bulma was about to give some witty retort when she got punched in the side. Zarbon had moved in to fight.

*Shit I don't know how to fight!*

Then the Vegeta memory possessed her again and she found herself battling Zarbon. She eluded every punch directed at her deflecting them and countering with her own strikes.

"What's the matter?" Bulma/Vegeta rasped. "Didn't realise how powerful I'd become? It seems you've underestimated the Saiyans. We get more powerful every time we recover. If you want to defeat me then you'll have to transform."

Zarbon spat out his green blood. "I was getting fed up of your arrogance anyway." His pale green/blue skin bulged and grew scales.

A scream could be heard from the Bulma-like as she watched in horror. Then her attitude changed and she snapped. "Why the hell am I screaming like a pathetic weakling?"

"That's gorgeous pathetic weakling." Bulma managed to add. Her attention was quickly taken away from her double as Zarbon had fully transformed into the fanged monster that she remembered. She intercepted Zarbon before he could get anywhere.

Her hand vanished into his guts.

"...no Vegeta wait!" Zarbon choked. "...We can team up and defeat Freiza!"

Bulma felt herself smirk and say. "If Freiza could be defeated by the likes of you..." A huge ki blast exploded from her hand. "...then he wouldn't be Freiza."

Zarbon's dead body collapsed as his internal organ burned up with the powerful explosion. Blood sprayed out across Bulma's face.

"What I killed Zarbon?" Bulma-like said.

"Yes you idiot." Bulma spat. "Look this is my weird dream stop making it weirder!"

"No, I think you'll find this is my dream." Bulma-like said. "You're the weirdo messing it up. Whoever heard of a Saiyan with blue eyes?"

Namek suddenly faded was replaced with the background of Earth. As the pair of Bulma's tried to orientate themselves. Bulma in Vegeta's body spotted a tall figure in the distance.

"Trunks?" Bulma gasped as she recognised her son from the future.

"Who?" Bulma-like said. "What is that kid doing facing off against Freiza. He's going to get killed!"

"Don't be silly he's a Saiyan!" Bulma snapped defending her son from an alternative universe.

"That's not a Saiyan!" Bulma-like said.

"He is too, he's my son!" Bulma spat. "Well Vegeta's as well, that gives him the Saiyan genes."

The Bulma-like looked shocked. "...son?"

"Shut up I want to watch this again." Bulma said.

"What am I doing wearing a pink shirt?" Bulma-like continued ranting pointing at the change in wardrobe. "I'm a warrior not a variety of flower!"

Bulma snorted. "I thought Vegeta looked kind of cute in it. Now be quiet this is a good bit."

The Bulma look-alike was ready to make a come back but she got distracted by the action. Trunks had began slicing into Freiza's army. Then Mech-Freiza stepped up his tail swishing.

Trunks burst into a flare of yellow and gold. Instantly turning Super Saiyan. Freiza was then sliced neatly in two.

"Yeah that's my boy!" Bulma cheered.

"What... the... fuck?"

"He's a Super Saiyan." Bulma said proudly. She turned her back as Trunks talked to King Cold. She'd seen it a hundred times before. Her attention was drawn to her doppelganger that had her afro style perm. It just seemed strange she would dream of herself in this way. She was also having some sort of break down.

"I'm the great Prince Vegeta!" Bulma-like sceamed. "How the fuck could I let that happen?"

"Hey, get over it." Bulma said. "You're not Vegeta!"

"I am the Saiyan Prince!" Bulma-like snarled. Her head was tucked down as she looked directly at Bulma.

"Don't give me that look." Bulma said. "You're making me look ugly!"

"It isn't that hard!" Bulma-like said crossing her arms.

"Take that back you mirror bitch!" Bulma yelled, grabbing the girl's arm.

Bulma-like pulled away her eyes full of anger. "You're the clone!"

Before Bulma could make a comeback there was a flash of red light. A large siren blared out knocking Bulma out of her dream. The last then she saw as she broke into consciousness was her look-alike changing into Vegeta.

Reality hit her and she was back in her room. The blankets were wrapped round her body tightly. The alarm that had woken her up was screaming its high alert. Bulma stumbled out of bed to get to the bridge. The bizarre dream she had still fresh in her mind.

Whatever was triggering the alarm couldn't make anything worse... could it?

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Author's Notes: Did that confuse you all? I want this chapter to remain enigmatic for now. The full explanation will be next chapter. It was inspired by a bizarre dream I had recently and the scene changing happened a lot. Didn't include my fav scenes of DBZ though!

Chibi Vegeta: "You didn't even quote them right!"

Mz D: "I tried to get it to the best of my memory. It's been a while since I watched those old saga episodes."

Chibi Vegeta: "Hah you only pay attention when Vegeta's in them!"

Mz D: "That's a fair point I can't deny!"

Chibi Cell: *Suddenly appears.* "So do you pay attention to me?"

Mz D: "Ahh!" *Hides behind Chibi Vegeta.*

Chibi Cell: "Come now, I'm a lot more bad ass. Don't I deserve you're attention?" *Flexes tiny muscles.*

Chibi Bulma: *appears too* "Hi there!"

Chibi Cell: "Get out of here you freak!"

Chibi Bulma: "What did you call me?"

Chibi Cell: "I called you a freak." *Grabs the Trunks dolly.* "You carry a stupid doll."

Chibi Bulma: "Give that back!"

Chibi Cell: "Mmm...okay." *Rips off head and gives it back.* "There you go."

Chibi Bulma: "...." *Looks like she's going to cry.*

Chibi Vegeta: *Crosses his arms and glares.*

Chibi Cell: "HA HA look at your big fat face. It looks like it's going to explode!"

Chibi Bulma: "....*sniff*..."

Chibi Vegeta: "Grrr..."

Mz D: "Ooh what a meanie." *Pushes Chibi Vegeta* "Go get him tiger."

Chibi Vegeta: "...none of my business." *Still giving death glare to Chibi Cell.*

Chibi Cell: "Oh poor Bulma Briefs!" *singing* "Bloomers never got her way today. What shall the neighbours say? Cut her hair, make them stare! Make that blue bitch go away!"

Chibi Bulma: ".....wah!"

Chibi Vegeta: "That's it no-one insults the bitch but ME!" *Punches Cell in the face. He goes zooming into the wall.*

Mz D: "My wall!"

Chibi Cell: *peeling himself from dent in wall.* "That's it no more Mr. Nasty Guy. Now it's time for you to face Mr. Choppy Choppy Hi Soki!"

Chibi Vegeta: "???"

Chibi Bulma: "???"

*Chibi Bulma and Chibi Vegeta glare at Mz D.*

Mz D: "Hey just because I'm the writer doesn't mean I take any responsability for the line...." *Skulks in corner.*

Chibi Cell: "Choppy!" *Slaps Chibi Vegeta across the face.* "Choppy!" *Slaps him the other way.* "Hi!" *Upper cut punch* "Soki!" *Punches Chibi Vegeta's nose.*

Chibi Vegeta: "Cheap shot bastard!" *Flares up to super Saiyan.* "I'll teach you to mess with me and my girl!"

Chibi Bulma: "Oh Vegeta!" *Hearts in eyes.*

Chibi Vegeta: "Don't get any ideas pudding face!" *Sticks out tongue* "Now for Mr. Lame Ass Cheap Hoe!"

Chibi Cell: "Just bring it!"

Chibi Vegeta: "Chibi Bang Attack!" *Fires a huge ki blast. Knocking Chibi Cell out of the roof and he becomes a small dot in the sky.*

Mz D: "Ugh! My roof!!"

Chibi Vegtea: "Hah, You're nothing but a big sissy! I'm the fucking bad ass of this story!" *Pose!*

Chibi Bulma: "C'mere and get your reward, my hero!" *Puckering up lips.*

Chibi Vegeta: "...." *Runs*

Chibi Bulma: "Come back here darling!" *Runs after him*

Mz D: "Oh great leave me to clean up the mess!" *Picks up broken doll.* "Don't worry doll Trunks I'll get you made as good as new."

Join me next chapter when Bulma faces a new threat and we find out the truth of the strange dreams....