Dangerous Bond

Chapter 13 : Explainations and SSJ4

"WAHHHHH! MY BABY'S NOT BACK YET!!" Bunny screamed as she found Bulma's bed empty.

Dr. Breifs did his best to comfort his hysterical wife, wondering where Bulma had gotten to. Vegeta was with her, but he wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not. The Saiya-jin was completely unpredictable and capable of doing anything to his poor daughter.

"There, there. I'm sure she's all right." He assured Bunny, "Vegeta will keep her safe." A wish on his part, as he didn't know how close Bulma and the prince had become.

Elsewhere, Vegeta gave Bulma a slight shove.

"Hunuf?" She asked muzzily, "Vegeta? Man, I ACHE."

"That's what comes of falling asleep on the roof of a concrete building." He replied, slipping out of her embrace to stand and stretch.

"Aw, it wasn't that bad. At least, it wasn't so bad with you to lean on..." She laughed when he smirked at her and wrapped his tail around her arm, pulling her to her feet. Then she actually looked at the tail, and almost shouted in surprise. "Vegeta! Your tail... It looks terrible..."

Vegeta let go of her arm and held his tail before his face for inspection. It really was a mess. The many bruises beneath the dark brown fur were purple and swollen, causing the fur to stick out oddly. Silently the prince reached out a finger and touched the bloated flesh, wincing as he did so. No wonder it had hurt to pull Bulma to her feet.

"Poor, poor taily." Bulma sympathised, "We'll get some ice on that, huh, Vegeta?"

He shrugged, "Whatever." And reached out a hand, "Shall we?"

She smiled at him, "Sure."

Taking Vegeta's hand she stepped in close to him and he gently lifted her from the ground. In her left hand she held the needle Yamcha had stabbed her prince with, wanting to run some tests on it when she got home. It had to be a very strong drug to knock out Vegeta for a while, no matter how short that time was.

It wasn't a long flight back to CC and Bulma was letting them in about five minute later. It was only when Bunny screamed that she remembered how badly ripped her shirt was.

"Uh, mom, it's not what it looks like..."

But she was too late. Bunny had made the only connection her brain could make, and initiated the first violent action in her life. She went up to Vegeta and slapped him across the face.

"Don't you dare lay another finger on my daughter, you nasty, nasty man!" She cried, convieniently forgetting how much so normally liked him..

"Mom! Listen to me..."

But Bunny was too busy trying to push the Saiya-jin out the door, with little effect. Seeing that this was going nowhere Bulma raised an eyebrow at Vegeta suggestively.

'Just let me talk this out with her. It won't take that long...' She thought at him.

'~All right.~'

Bulma blinked as Vegeta let himself be pushed out the door. Had he heard her? She shook her head, she could ask him about that later. Right now she had other problems to fix.

"Oh, Bulma, darling!" Bunny wrapped her arms arround her daughter's neck, "It's all right now, honey. He won't be coming back here."

"Uh, mom? I want him to come back here." Bulma replied.

Her mother gave her an angry look. "What?! Bulma, don't be silly, love. Look what he did to you..." She gestured to the ripped shirt, causing Bulma to wonder exactly how much of her was on display.

"And it would've got a lot worse, mom, if it weren't for Vegeta getting him off me."

Bunny blinked, "What do you mean, Bulma dear? I don't think I understand."

"It was YAMCHA who attacked me, mom. Vegeta fought with him, but he and I were a little, uh, tipsy, and Yamcha got his tail." She held up the needle, "Vegeta managed to fight this stuff off to save my butt, even though I helped myself too."

Bunny looked unhappy, "Oh dear, I just made a terrible mistake, didn't I, dear? Do you think he might consider coming back after I threw him out?"

Bulma smiled, "I'd like to bet on it."

Her mother sighed in relief. "Allright then. Why don't you change your shirt and we can go out and find him, okay?"

Vegeta flew at a normal pace. He'd give Bulma time to explain to her mother about the shirt and until then he could see about reducing the swelling of his tail. It really did hurt. The prince soon reached the mountains guarding the large city and passed over them to the small stretch of contryside beyond. He knew he was getting dangerously close to the home of Kakarot, who Vegeta certainly didn't want to bump into, but the place he wanted to land was around here somewhere...

Decending through the thick upper foliage of the forest Vegeta landed in a small clearing in the trees, the light shining green through the leaves. He walked over to a crystal clear pond and sat down, letting his tail slip into the freezing cold water. He winced as the water seeped through the protective layer of fur and touced the purpled flesh, but stopped himself from pulling back. Bulma was right; he needed to reduce the swelling.

He smiled, what a wonderful woman she was. He would be happy to be her mate, if she'd just stay true to him...

That same onna stood in front of her mirror blushing madly. And just think, Vegeta had seen her like this all night! Her shirt was far worse than she had guessed, the ruined material ripped from the neckline to her navel, revealing the lacy black silk bra she wore underneath as well as an unlawful ammount of cleavage and flawless flesh.

Muttering to herself about Saiya-jins and not telling her, Bulma replaced the old shirt with a new one, even closer fitting than the last. Ah well, at least she was covered. Leaving the old shirt on the floor the cerulean haired scientist left her room and joined her frantic mother in the hallway.

"Don't worry, mom!" Bulma ordered, "It'll be fine. He only left to let me talk things over."

Actually, Bulma thoght that Vegeta would just be outside, wating for her to come out and say it was okay, she'd sorted it. Unfortunately, he was gone. After searching the garden and nearby street Bulma sighed. Bunny was nearly in tears.

"I'm sorry dear!" She wailed, "I didn't mean to drive your friend away. I just saw you like that and..." She burst into hysterical tears.

"Don't worry, mom." Bulma consoled, "We'll leave him be. Geta'll be back soon."

Bunny smiled wetly. "I'm sure you're right dear. He'll be back in no-time, won't he. Yes, he will. I'm sure of it."

The two of them returned to the CC building and Bunny went about making her daughter some breakfast. As she did she tried to make conversation.

"So, what were you two doing out so late?" She asked, "I thought you didn't like Vegeta?"

"I didn't." Bulma replied, shrugging. "After The Fall he sorta... Changed. You know what I mean?"

Bunny blinked. She hadn't heard about 'The Fall' before

Her daughter sighed, "All right, mom. This is what happened."

With that she launched into the happenings of the last few weeks. The Fall, burning her hand on the ring, Vegeta's tail, the changes in the Saiya-jin. She didn't include their relationship, but love spotting was one of Bunny's only true mental strengths.

"You're in love." She said excitedly, clasping her hands together and smiling wide. "Bulma, why didn't you tell me?! This is great!"

"Well, I don't know if Vegeta wants me to tell anyone yet..."

Bunny understood this immediately. "All right, honey. We won't tell anyone, right?"

Elsewhere Vegeta leapt to his feet from his sitting position on the grass. His tail, although still purplish, had regained most of its normal shape thanks to the icy temperatures of the water. The prince eye-swept the surrounding area suspitiously, his trained eye missing nothing. Not even the slightest movement of a leaf, disturbed by the swirling air currents caused by the departure of a small form.

Vegeta leapt into the undergrowth, fist curling tightly around the rough material of a collar. For a mere second the Saiya-jin held a skinny purple skinned boy by the collar of his brown full peice clothing. The red eyed boy grinned, then disapeared in a mass of shifting black smoke. The smoke cleared quickly and with it, the boy.

"Don't worry, Saiya-jin. You'll understand soon enough."

The Saiya-jin no Ouji just stood, unmoving, for a second before sense caught up with him.

'Was that... A harathokin? But no... They were demolished when I purged their planet.'

Vegeta frowned. The demolition of the harathokin people had been his first mission after the destruction of Vegetasei. They were a species with the power of teleportation and medium physical strength. Alone they were no threat, but in large numbers Vegeta had found them to be an interesting challenge. They liked to attack, disapear, reapear again in a different place and attack. When there were several hundred doing this, it got to be a little tricky. Even ten could cause some problems... But what were they doing here, on Chiyuukosei?

Then another thought hit him; Bulma! What if the damned things knew of the teal haired onna that had caught his heart? With a strangled roar of anger Vegeta shot off the ground (leaving a bus-sized dent) and into the air with a burst of super-high ki, flying flat out for the dome building he now called home and leaving every ki-sensitive creature in the Eastern hemisphere reeling.

Bulma had just finished her breakfast when the door slammed open and a furry ape-man burst into the room. Both she and her mother stared, then screamed in unison and tried to run, tripping over their own feet in an attempt to GET AWAY from whatever that thing was.

"Bulma!" It called, "They haven't come here, have they?"

The strange (and decidedly scary) mutant took a step forward and Bulma held up her two pointer fingers and crossed them in front of her, somehow hoping the stupid sign would keep the evil beast away from her.

"GET BACK FREAK!!!" She screamed, backing even further away.

Bunny was frozen on the spot with fear, her eyes wide and glistening. She was shivering uncontrolably. For ten seconds she sat like that, then dropped into a heap in a dead faint.

The long black haired monkey freak looked slightly taken aback, then scowled.

"Is this some sort of sick joke, onna? Because it fails to amuse me."

For a second Bulma stared, her senses still blurred by fear. But then, peice by peice, they began to return. That voice... The words he had said... His face, posture, everything about him... besides the red fur that covered all of his body beside his chest and face.

"V-Vegeta?"

He gave her an angry look. "What? Will someone please explain all this?! I'm getting the feeling that I am most certainly missing something!"

"You're... Looking a little strange." Understatement of the century. "Um, what's with all the fur?"

"What fur? What're you on about, woman?! I don't have fur!"

"You do now." She replied. "Go look in the mirror." Bulma gestured to the shiney reflective surface that hung on the wall a short way away from Vegeta.

As he turned she felt her heart jump, heat building between her legs. For some reason seeing him like this aroused her. He was sexy, like always, but in a different, more primal, way. Bulma smirked, it seemed that he couldn't stop himself from looking good.

Vegeta stepped up to the mirror, but could only see his face in its surface.

"I look exactly the same, woman (give or take a bloodshot eye)! Now stop your stupid show and..."

"Look in the full length mirror." She ordered, taking him by the hand and pulling him up the stairs. Bunny could wait.

Vegeta sighed in defeat and let his woman pull him up the stairs.

"This had better be something worth my time, Bulma. I have better things to do."

"Oh, it's gonna be worth your time, Geta. Just you see."

When they reached Bulma's room she put her hand over his eyes, just to annoy the prince, and led him over to the mirror. Pulling her hand away she smiled.

"Look at that!"

Vegeta snorted and opened his eyes. What greeted his eyes shocked him so badly that the prince lost his grip on the power he had gained and the red fur and long black hair of SS4 dissapeared from his corded body.

"Wh-what? NO! Come back! You're mine, MINE!! I ORDER YOU BACK HERE!" Vegeta screamed, ripping at his own flesh in a useless attempt to return what was lost.

"Vegeta! Vegeta, stop it!"

In an attempt to save Vegeta from himself Bulma grabbed him with both arms, making sure not to drop her percious handfull as she did so. In vain she tried to force him back onto the bed, where she could hopefully gain control. No effect. The prince's still hurting tail lashed out, catching her on the side and sending her flying backward into the wall. Bulma's mind surrendered itself to darkness and she slid to the floor, her hand still forming a fist around three hairs.

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