Dangerous Bond

Chapter 15 : Or else.. I'll get Goku to sing!

The Capsule Corp. compound was coated in thick purple blood. Scorch marks searched the once green grass and her favourite childhood tree lay across the mess, its great trunk splintered completely. As Bulma looked around in horror she saw even more. Bodies. Three of them. They looked about the size of six or seven year old children, their limbs mangled and at odd angles.

Very cautiously Bulma went over to one, trying not to puke or cry or faint or all at once. It had purple skin and a large bald head, short stubby horns protruding from just above the eyebrow. The creature was very skinny and wore what looked like an old brown cloth bag. Both red pupiled eyes were open, pearly blue film beginning to form over them. The creature was definitely dead.

"They're Harathokins." A deep voice said from behind her, tone emotion free.

She turned to face him. "Why? Why'd you kill them?"

"They attacked me woman, what does it look like." Vegeta replied, eyeing the corpses with distaste. "One was watching me in the woods yesterday. That's what I was asking about when I arrived back."

-flashback-

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

-present-

"You think they want me?"

The prince shook his head. "They don't know about us. They're only here to strike revenge on me but, as you can see, their first attempt failed."

"First attempt?" She squeaked.

Vegeta fixed her with an eye. "Don't worry. They won't hurt you. I don't even know how many of them there are, there may never be another attempt."

"Then that means there could be hundreds of them!!" She screamed.

He put a comforting hand on her arm. "Don't worry so much, woman. I can hardly believe that two escaped, hundreds is as good as impossible."

"Well, I suppose that makes me feel a little bit... WAIT! What do you mean, ESCAPED?"

Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest. "I purged their planet years ago as my first mission under Freiza. Their race died by my hand."

He tried not to think about it, as powerful as such action made him seem, Vegeta hated purging missions. He knew what it was like to have your people killed by a super power. The least he could do was make sure none of them were left alive to feel such pain as knowing you were one of the last...

Bulma shivered.

"I wish you didn't have such a freaky past, 'Geta. I mean, it's not every day a group of vengeful aliens attack and get destroyed in my yard." She gestured to the mess. "How the Hell am I gonna clean all this crap up?!"

"You won't have to."

"Oh yeah, I'm really gonna leave my garden like this..."

"It'll clean itself." He interrupted, "Harathokin blood dissolves 24 Earth hours after being spilt. They evolved that way so the hunters on their planet couldn't track them so easily."

"Oh." She took another look around and tried to forget it was there.

'Anything to change the subject...'

She looked up and managed a weak smile. "Not feeling guilty anymore, Veggie?"

He blinked. The 'thrill' of the four second battle had wiped his mind clear of the events of yesterday.

'Damn, how could I forget?!'

The Saiyan warrior looked away.

"Oh shit Vegeta! Forget it already! If you don't lighten up I swear I'll get Goku around here and tell him his singing's WONDERFUL."

Vegeta shivered at the horrific thought. She was EVIL.

"Well, if you feel that way..." She pulled her mobile from her pocket, fingers poised over the keys. "IT ONLY TAKES A COUPLE OF NUMBERS AND YOUR FATE IS SEALED!! SPEAK NOW OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR EARS!!"

Vegeta growled and grabbed the wrist of the arm that held the phone. "Did anyone tell you how evil you are, onna?"

She laughed and took the phone in the other hand, slipping it back in her pocket. "You just did." She pulled him close and kissed him, their heartbeats blending once again.

Bunny just so happened to look out the window right then. Catching sight of the couple she smiled.

"Ah, how.... uhuleck!" She collapsed in an unconscious heap on the floor as the scene around her daughter and their guest finally made itself known to her tiny little brain.

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