Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ Are you venomous? ( Chapter 5 )

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YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.

CHAPTER 5 – ARE YOU VENOMOUS?

Bulma felt the flash-burn spread over her skin and bury itself in her bones. She felt as if she were burning from the inside. It seemed as if an eternity had passed as he hand throbbed and the blood that was carried away from the wound felt as if it carried crushed glass particles. She refused to cry out for what seemed forever, but her resolve was quick to crumble. She overrode the sounds of her mild writhing with ear splitting screams.

Vegeta ungloved one of his hands and rolled the leather like sheath and shoved it into Bulma's howling mouth.

"Bite down woman!" He shouted urgently. His ears felt as if they would bleed from her vocal abuse. Bulma was to glad to comply with the order he gave. For now her screeches were dulled to loud moans and groans.

To Bulma the pain seemed to go on forever, but in reality it had been mere minutes. Then as soon as the pain came it left and she drifted again into unconsciousness.

Vegeta carefully removed his glove from her vise clinched teeth. He sighed as he too was feeling the pull of sleep and obliged the darkness.

Colors, sounds, and visions of places and experiences she'd never experienced flooded her senses. She was exposed to all stimuli as if she were there to experience it firsthand. It didn't seem like reliving a memory where everything was two dimensional with only sight and sound. She felt emotions that she knew weren't hers and physical pain and pleasure as the moments continued on in a rapid, but coherent succession. There seemed to be more pain than pleasure as well as more sorrow than euphoria. Then she felt one thing that was a constant an unwavering constant… Pride!

-What is this? Battles, Death, and Destruction?- She relived it all as if it were her own.Bulma awoke to a painful throbbing behind her eyes and she gripped the sides of her head as she rose to sit up. Her stomach lurched and she hastily scrambled to her feet and ran to the closest water source and retched upon the bank after falling to her hands and knees. She slowly edged foreword to the water and rinsed her mouth of the sour taste of bile. She lay down along she water's edge on the cool ground with the grass pressed against her cheek. She decided quickly to turn away from the water side view for ever faucet of light that bounced off the shimmering surface seemed to splinter into her eyes.

Vegeta had been startled awake by the woman and watch as she made a beeline for the shore. He rolled his tongue around the inside of his mouth and tasted the remnants of her sweet effluence. He siphoned all he could from his tongue and spat it onto the ground.

He watched Bulma with mild concern as she sat near the water rinsing her mouth of the suspected foul taste and lay facing him. –What!? Concern? SHIT!- It dawned on warrior that his fate was sealed and his attempts to purge his mouth of her were futile. –It would seem that my daydreams are coming true… This is not what I had in mind.- Vegeta picked himself up off the ground and silently walked up to Bulma's prone body.

Bulma watched as the saiyan strode to her side casually and knelt in front of her. "You're not poisonous are you?" She was dazed and was contented to be feeling better after a spectrum of unpleasant experiences.

Vegeta kept his expression plain and softly spoke. "No, woman."

She smiled like an idiot as if drugged. "Good… Vegeta?" She blinked and pause for him to reply, but he merely grunted and she took that as he cue to continue. "… If you bite me again… I'll kill you in my sleep."

He puzzled momentarily and then understood what she meant. "Don't you mean 'your sleep'?"

She smiled wider and looked at him with her glazed over endorphin induced drunken eyes. "That's what I said, 'my sleep'."

Vegeta's lip twitched in amusement and he chuckled in audibly as he gazed at her beauty. –And she's mine. WHAT!! NO, no, no, no!- He sighed in defeat and figured that he might as well accept his fate. He knew it was inevitable and that the harder he fought it the faster it would happen. Hopefully with acceptance it would happen gradually. Yeah. FAT CHANCE! -DAMNIT ALL!!-

He retrieved the 'Dragon Radar' from his armor and held it before her. "We need to talk about something important… Where are the remaining dragon balls according to this device?" He thought that maybe this wasn't the best time to ask her important questions, but then again this would possibly be the best time to ask and keep his hearing intact.

Bulma fidgeted with the device and pressed the top plunger a couple of times. "It about six clicks S-SE and it will flash the closer you get. Just follow the arrow and it will keep you on target. It's so easy Goku can do it!" Vegeta grunted indignantly at the final comment unsure as if to take that as a insult or not.

Bulma watched as Vegeta bent over her and picked her up. "Ve- Vegeta… Please I'm not sure I should go with you… That is unless you want me to paint your backside with barf."

He seemed to pale and shutter slightly at her remark. "I had no intention to take you with me if the ball is that close. I'm only moving you out of sight of any of Frieza patrolling soldiers… and keep you out of sight." He tried his best to conceal his intentions as he gently sat her down in the shade against the alcove's wall. "Now, sleep… I should return before you awake."

Bulma yawned and closed her eyes. The last thing she felt was the soft gust of Vegeta's take off into the sky.




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