Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ Alive again, Gone again. ( Chapter 21 )
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By: lexylou 
I know. I know it's short!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.15.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 297 | Status: Completed
I know. I know it's short!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.15.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 297 | Status: Completed
YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 21 – Alive again, Gone again.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)
Vegeta jumped into the space worthy Capsule ship and prepped it for launch. After hearing Yamcha’s explanation for Bulma’s refusal to return, he decided if there was a way that he could bring her back that he would… even if it went against her wishes. He plugged in the coordinates for Namek, but hesitated momentarily. –Would she hate me like I hate Kakarott for bringing ‘me’ back to life?- He dismissed the thought as quickly as it came and then took his seat before the console. He input the final commands for launch and braced himself for deafening roar of the thrusters and the violent take off that would be imminent.
He clinched his fists at his side. –She will just have to hate me.-
It took Vegeta six days to make it to the planet and he knew he would have to wait another 124 more days for the Namekian dragon balls to again recharge and become active. Since he would be there for a long wait he set the ship up as his base camp as well as his new training compound. He would soon have to visit the eldest Namek, the creator of the balls, to make know his intentions and with force if necessary.
Time seemed to pass along quickly and the day for his wishes to be fulfilled was upon him. In his time here on Namek Vegeta had found that he could attain a level past super saiyan. However, as close as he was the power still eluded him.
Vegeta landed before the Namek’s and he presented him with his wish to have it denied. This did not please the prince in the least. “So help me you will bring her back or I will personally make sure Namek and all of you green freaks are gone for good along with it. Need I remind you that the Earth dragon doesn’t grant the same wish twice? It would be exhilarating to kill you all a second time.” Vegeta snarled regaining some of his formal evil persona.
“W-We will ask it of P-Porunga. If she refuses…” The frightened Namekian stumbled on his words at the sight of the saiyans well know fury.
“Make the wish for all memory of the lost child to be removed… then wish for her life to be restored as well as the child’s!” Vegeta allowed the statement to roll off of his tongue fluidly as if it were the simplest thing to be done. He watched on as the sky darken with the summoning of the eternal dragon.
With a gleam of the grand reptile’s eye he spoke as the final wish had been performed. “Your wish has been granted.” His voice boomed across the terrain and then as quickly as he was summoned he disappeared into the night as if he’d never been there with the yellow green sky returning.
On Earth Bulma opened her eyes to a dark room. She lazily looked around and saw that her surrounding though dark were very familiar. “I’m home!” She exclaimed in a hoarse yet surprised tone.
It didn’t take her long to deduce that it was Vegeta that had resurrected her. Arriving back with no one to greet her was a little odd. Then scaring her mother into looking her age was a poor side effect of none being informed of the prince’s intent. Though the look on her mother’s face was price she had to admit.
Vegeta left planet Namek and arrived on Earth less than a week later. He used every ounce of strength he had and poured it into his speed of flight. Vegeta arrived at Capsule Corp just in time to see his woman encircled in the arms of the scarred weakling, Yamcha. He cooed to the blue haired woman as a lover would. “Bulma I was thinking that we could give our relationship another try. What do you think?”
Vegeta’s gut ached painfully and he twisted the bark off of a low hanging branch of the tree he was leaned against in hurt and anger. He had seen enough. He wanted to tear the man limb from limb, but he couldn’t take her happiness from her. Not after she had given up her very life for him. He owed that much to her. Maybe he could make her happy.
Vegeta left the two in peace as if he’d never been there at all. If only he would have remained for a few more seconds he would have heard her reply in his favor.
“Yamcha…” Bulma began with uncertainty. Not uncertainty of decision, but of how to word her reply. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I have to be honest. My heart belongs to someone else and I just can’t be with you.”
“I-I understand. I don’t want to… but I do. You must really love him, huh?” Yamcha sadly replied.
She smiled up at him with her eyes shimmering in the suns light. “Yes-Yes, I do.”
Nearly two months had passed and Bulma tried her best to busy herself with various projects. Often she would find herself wondering of a certain man that held her heart. It saddened her to come back and not have him beside her when she awoke in the morning. She wouldn’t mind if he never called her by her name again as long as he were with her. The nights had become terribly lonely and she often woke through the night with tears staining her cheeks. She missed him to the point of pain.
Her sorrow it appeared had become too much for her body to handle and she jumped up in a flight to her bathroom emptying her stomach into the ceramic basin. She blamed her current malady on her current state of unrest. Bulma due to the prince’s wish has no knowledge of the child she once lost. Her memories prior to and after her death of the child had been wiped clean and she doesn’t know that she again is carrying the new saiyan heir.
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CHAPTER 21 – Alive again, Gone again.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.A/N: -thought-"speech"(mental speech)
Vegeta jumped into the space worthy Capsule ship and prepped it for launch. After hearing Yamcha’s explanation for Bulma’s refusal to return, he decided if there was a way that he could bring her back that he would… even if it went against her wishes. He plugged in the coordinates for Namek, but hesitated momentarily. –Would she hate me like I hate Kakarott for bringing ‘me’ back to life?- He dismissed the thought as quickly as it came and then took his seat before the console. He input the final commands for launch and braced himself for deafening roar of the thrusters and the violent take off that would be imminent.
He clinched his fists at his side. –She will just have to hate me.-
It took Vegeta six days to make it to the planet and he knew he would have to wait another 124 more days for the Namekian dragon balls to again recharge and become active. Since he would be there for a long wait he set the ship up as his base camp as well as his new training compound. He would soon have to visit the eldest Namek, the creator of the balls, to make know his intentions and with force if necessary.
Time seemed to pass along quickly and the day for his wishes to be fulfilled was upon him. In his time here on Namek Vegeta had found that he could attain a level past super saiyan. However, as close as he was the power still eluded him.
Vegeta landed before the Namek’s and he presented him with his wish to have it denied. This did not please the prince in the least. “So help me you will bring her back or I will personally make sure Namek and all of you green freaks are gone for good along with it. Need I remind you that the Earth dragon doesn’t grant the same wish twice? It would be exhilarating to kill you all a second time.” Vegeta snarled regaining some of his formal evil persona.
“W-We will ask it of P-Porunga. If she refuses…” The frightened Namekian stumbled on his words at the sight of the saiyans well know fury.
“Make the wish for all memory of the lost child to be removed… then wish for her life to be restored as well as the child’s!” Vegeta allowed the statement to roll off of his tongue fluidly as if it were the simplest thing to be done. He watched on as the sky darken with the summoning of the eternal dragon.
With a gleam of the grand reptile’s eye he spoke as the final wish had been performed. “Your wish has been granted.” His voice boomed across the terrain and then as quickly as he was summoned he disappeared into the night as if he’d never been there with the yellow green sky returning.
On Earth Bulma opened her eyes to a dark room. She lazily looked around and saw that her surrounding though dark were very familiar. “I’m home!” She exclaimed in a hoarse yet surprised tone.
It didn’t take her long to deduce that it was Vegeta that had resurrected her. Arriving back with no one to greet her was a little odd. Then scaring her mother into looking her age was a poor side effect of none being informed of the prince’s intent. Though the look on her mother’s face was price she had to admit.
Vegeta left planet Namek and arrived on Earth less than a week later. He used every ounce of strength he had and poured it into his speed of flight. Vegeta arrived at Capsule Corp just in time to see his woman encircled in the arms of the scarred weakling, Yamcha. He cooed to the blue haired woman as a lover would. “Bulma I was thinking that we could give our relationship another try. What do you think?”
Vegeta’s gut ached painfully and he twisted the bark off of a low hanging branch of the tree he was leaned against in hurt and anger. He had seen enough. He wanted to tear the man limb from limb, but he couldn’t take her happiness from her. Not after she had given up her very life for him. He owed that much to her. Maybe he could make her happy.
Vegeta left the two in peace as if he’d never been there at all. If only he would have remained for a few more seconds he would have heard her reply in his favor.
“Yamcha…” Bulma began with uncertainty. Not uncertainty of decision, but of how to word her reply. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I have to be honest. My heart belongs to someone else and I just can’t be with you.”
“I-I understand. I don’t want to… but I do. You must really love him, huh?” Yamcha sadly replied.
She smiled up at him with her eyes shimmering in the suns light. “Yes-Yes, I do.”
Nearly two months had passed and Bulma tried her best to busy herself with various projects. Often she would find herself wondering of a certain man that held her heart. It saddened her to come back and not have him beside her when she awoke in the morning. She wouldn’t mind if he never called her by her name again as long as he were with her. The nights had become terribly lonely and she often woke through the night with tears staining her cheeks. She missed him to the point of pain.
Her sorrow it appeared had become too much for her body to handle and she jumped up in a flight to her bathroom emptying her stomach into the ceramic basin. She blamed her current malady on her current state of unrest. Bulma due to the prince’s wish has no knowledge of the child she once lost. Her memories prior to and after her death of the child had been wiped clean and she doesn’t know that she again is carrying the new saiyan heir.
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