Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Veil ❯ Jade Forests ( Chapter 12 )

Lim raised his head slightly, confused by the Prince's reaction. "I have done what you have asked of me, Ouji-sama." He began to stand from his bowed position.

Vegeta stared intently at Bulma's appearance. She, as always, looked breath taking. There was a definite change in her appearance. Her hair was no longer aqua blue, it was a shade of raven black that seemed harsh against her skin tone. Her hair was dead straight, coming down in slight spikes as a Saiya-jin's would.

The feature that caught Vegeta's attention the most, were her eyes. They were no longer a fiery cerulean colour. They were a bottomless and inky midnight black. She looked like an Egyptian queen.

Miraculously, her smooth creamy skin had somehow also been altered. It was a bronzed colour, much like a tan but seeming as though it were the real colour of her skin.

For the first time, Vegeta was at a loss for words. She looked beautiful, there was no doubt about it, but for an odd reason he couldn't help but feel that his breath taking blue-haired ningen had lost a part of herself.

She seemed different, altered in looks as well as personality. Her eyes seemed as cold and detached as they were this morning, as she stood in her defiant stance.

She looked like a true Saiya-jin.

He knew that no one would be able to recognize her, and that was the only good thing about her transformation. He had already informed the Saiya-jin community that knew her, of her death.

He smirked inwardly as he remembered Radditz's reaction. If it had been hadn't been for Kakarott, Vegeta would have blasted Radditz into the next dimension for ever challenging the prince.

Lim spoke hesitantly, "Is it all to your liking, Ouji-sama?"

Vegeta smirked cruelly at the grusome looking alien. "Yes," he said in an eerily calm voice.

Lim grew suspicious of the Prince's behaviour. "Are you certain?"

Vegeta silently raised his hand and fired a ki blast straight at Lim's heart.

Lim's eyes grew as the beam pierced through his heart. His eyes widened in pain and shock from the betrayal. He rasped his last breath and crumpled to the floor.

Vegeta snorted and rolled his eyes at the now dead body, "Weakling."

Bulma's heart started pounding as she watched her new found friend fall to the floor. Letting out a strangled cry she ran to crumpled body and kneeled besides it. Another friend lost, another friend gone. Her mind screamed.

Blood pooled around Lim's body, his eyes still open yet unseemingly empty. New found tears pooled in Bulma's eyes. She swore that she wouldn't cry again, but she could help but let the crystal tears flow naturally down her cheeks.

She raised her eyes to Vegeta's, still kneeling besides Lim's body, and stared into them with burning rage and hatred. "What have you done." She demanded painfully.

Vegeta shrugged at her, growing tired of her constant tears. "He knew of your transformation. He had to be disposed of." He stated somewhat calmly.

"But he wouldn't have told anyone!" She snapped, "He was so kind.." She trailed off sadly.

Vegeta snorted and crouched down beside her kneeling form and held her tiny jaw in his hand. He stared forcefully and coldly into her eyes. "Haven't you learned yet?"

He hissed, speaking harshly. "He could have blown everything if greed had his way with him. Thing's are not always as they seem, ningen. Trust no one."

She didn't answer. Instead she looked at him with hooded eyes, looking back at the body sadly.

Vegeta smirked again and let his hand drop from her jaw. "Besides, it's always fun to kill for sport." He commented cruelly.

With new found strength from her anger at his words, Bulma lunged at him and began pathetically pounding her tiny fists on his rock hard chest. "You monster!"

She screamed, tears falling freely down her newly tanned skin. "I hate you, I hate every part of your disgusting and pathetic soul!" She kept pounding his chest, not relenting in her assault even though it was doing more damage to herself.

"You can't even get people to respect you without fear, you have to do it by killing innocent people! YOU FUCKING BASTARD, I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" She screamed this at the top of her lungs, still hitting him with all her might.

Vegeta was silently shocked her outburst. Of course, her pounding fists were nothing than light taps to him. He had found it rather amusing, until she had mentioned hell. He swiftly gripped her pounding fists and roughly pulled her up against him.

Bulma looked helplessly into his eyes, her chest heaving in anger and her breath coming out in short rasps. She remained silent as she felt his eyes penatrate her soul.

Vegeta looked at her, not speaking for a moment. His jaw twitched in hidden anger. Finally, he spoke. "I am already going to hell, Onna." He spoke quietly, with a tine she couldn't quite put a name to.

"Good," she whispered back, her eyes spitting fire.

Vegeta chuckled as he watched her eyes ignite once again. He wrapped one arm around her tiny waist and kept her pushed up into him.

Bulma realized their close proximity and immediately began to recoil. All anger she had felt, dissipated and was replaced with her former fear of Vegeta. She tried to unsuccessfully pry herself out of his hold.

Vegeta let out a deep throaty chuckle, once again he could smell her fear. "You know, I must admit that Lim did a wonderful job on your appearance. Not a single soul will recognize you." He breathed into her ear.

Bulma shivered involuntarily, it was now that she realized his chest was bare and he was only clad in loose fitting training trousers. "L-let me go." She demanded, although stuttering to get the words to leave her mouth.

Vegeta smirked, "You won't be saying that after you learn to enjoy what I do to you. You seemed to enjoy it last night." He whispered harshly and somehow managed to erotically lick that tip of her nose, nipping it at the same time.

Bulma, disgusted by his open lust, tried to pry herself away from him. "I despise you." She hissed back, "I despise you with every being of my soul. I would -never- want someone like you. Don't think I don't know what you did to me last night. You tricked me into believing something that wasn't there. I.Hate.You." She pronounced each syllable clearly, not masking the true hate she felt for him.

Vegeta growled as he felt her voice reverberate inside his hollow heart. Never had such words stung him. And yet as they came from the mouth of the small ningen, a frail creature that he could crush at any moment, they had stung to no end. To know that he was hated by his own mate was a blow in its own right.

Amongst the bubbling rage he felt, he wondered to himself if her hate of him, would crush them both? He knew he could take her again forcefully if he wanted to, but he knew he couldn't. At this moment he was in total control of his actions but the previous two times he had taken her, he had not been.

Snarling, as he came back to reality, he threw her away from him. "I do not care what you think of feel," he spoke the last word with disgust, "You are now my mate, whether we both like it or not. Just be lucky that I can't kill or hurt you. It is for that reason and that reason only that I am allowing your worthless carcass to live."

Bulma shook, "Well, if I'm so worthless then you won't mind if I join Frieza!"

Vegeta growled, "You will do no such thing." He stepped closer to her, his face inches from hers. "If you think I'm a monster, wait until you get to know that lizard. He will kill you in the blink of an eye, and not a quick death but a slow and torturous death."

He said this such a menacing way, that Bulma couldn't help but look away from his face, she backed down from her false blackmail. Taking small steps away from him, she walked to the window, turned her back to him and miserably looked out of the window. Thoughts of Radditz and Kakarott, made her form a forbidden question in her mind.

Vegeta glared angrily at her turned back. He froze as he heard her soft toned voice speak.

Bulma drew a deep breath and asked the question that had been swimming in her mind all day. "Have you informed Kakarott and Radditz of my death?" She asked quietly.

Vegeta grunted in surprise at the question. He wondered if she harbored any feeling towards Radditz, the third-class weakling. For an odd reason, a strange feeling thumped in his chest. He couldn't put a name to what he felt, he had never felt it before.

He managed to find his voice and spoke at her turned back, "Of course they were informed." He stated nastily.

"W-what did they say?" Bulma asked, feeling his eyes bore into her back.

Vegeta smirked, "They said nothing. Did you think they would care." He asked snidely.

Bulma was crestfallen. A knock on the door prevented her reply.

Vegeta growled at the interruption. "Enter."

A burly Saiya-jin guard entered and feel to his knees. "Forgive me Ouji-sama, but I have some news."

Vegeta stood proudly, which looked rather silly for a man wearing only training trousers. "Speak," He demanded in a commanding tone.

The Saiya-jin guard faltered for a moment as he noticed a petite black haired woman looking out of the window, with her backs to them. He was surprised to have not noticed her before. The glare from his Prince, snapped him back to the more pressing matters.

The Saiya-jin guard spoke strongly, but there was something fearful in his tone."Your highness I have a message from the new Deputy Head of the S.D, Brolli."

"Get on with it," Vegeta's patience was wearing thin.

The guard gulped, "Frieza has arrived at the landing pad. He is claiming to have come for the dead Chikyuu-jin scientist. You are to immediately to be in his company for Vegeta no Ou is off world."

Vegeta's blood ran cold at the mention of the lizzard's name. What was he doing here so soon? He cursed himself silently for having been too engrossed in the Chikyuu-jin to realize what Frieza had planned up his sleeve.

"Leave. And take him with you. Send for a cleaner to clear this mess at once" Vegeta pointed to Lim's dead body and the stain of blood, his voice hollow.

The Saiya-jin guard scampered out with Lim's stiff body, before he too could be blasted to the next dimension, by the now visibly angry Prince.

Bulma turned to face Vegeta in surprise. "What will he do when he find's out I'm no longer 'alive', Vegeta?"

Vegeta closed his eyes, why did it feel as if she had not spoken his name so endearingly until now? He reveled in the lack of hate in her tone, and more curiosity in her words.

Vegeta didn't answer question. "Do not leave the room." Was all he said before he sent her a fleeting look and left his chambers reluctantly and strode to the throne room, to greet the slimy bastard of a lizard.

Bulma crumpled down into the chair that was by the window, it was now her favourite place in the whole room. When she looked out of the large window at the picturesque scene before her, she felt less trapped.

The jade forests beyond the palace soothed her frazzled nerves, for which she was ever grateful.

She sighed wondering if she would ever leave this nightmarish planet.

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