Dangerous Bond

Chapter 17 : You wanna go fast?

After a red faced Bulma had finished her breakfast she went back upstairs, just in time to see Vegeta leave the house from her window.

"Hey! Geta!" She called down to him, "Where're you going?"

"I've got some Harathokin hunting to do!" He shouted back and continued to leave.

"WAAAAIT!!!!!!!" She ordered and ducked back into her room, changing into the clothes she had worn on Namek (out of style, but perfect for what she had in mind) faster than the eye could see.

Vegeta crossed his arms over his muscular chest and waited, not happy at being delayed.

'Why does she want me to wait anyway? I just want to get this over with! Mass destruction of weaker species is not on 'favourite things to do' list and I'd rather not drag it out.'

Inside the house Bulma stopped in the middle of fastening her boots and sat up.

'Am I hearing voices in my head?' She wondered. 'I would have sworn I just heard Vegeta...'

Standing up she left the house and went over to him.

"All right! Ready to go!" She announced, thinking that she could raise the subject of his voice in her head later.

Vegeta stared. "Nani?!"

"That's right, I'M COMING WITH YOU!!" She said in the obnoxious voice she knew drove him mad.

"You can't." He replied decisively, "You'll only get in the way."

"I will not!"

"Need I remind you about what happened yesterday?" He asked, gesturing to the partically dissolved Harathokin blood and guts that still covered most of the garden.

Bulma flinched., "You don't have to... But still! I'm not letting you go out alone and I'm not staying in the house alone!"

The Saiya-jin no Ouji narrowed his eyes. "This isn't smart." He warned her, "The Harathokin are capable of teleportation and..."

"I don't care." She cut him off, "I can fend for myself and I AM coming with you, see? Or need I remind YOU of my threat from yesterday?"

Vegeta muttered something incomprehensible under his breath but grudgingly held out an arm for her.

Bulma smiled. "Thanx, Veggie." And took his arm.

Royal blue power flared up around them and the duo levitated into the air. Once they had reached about 50 ft Vegeta stopped and looked around. After a few seconds he seemed to get a lock on something and Bulma found herself hanging on for dear life as they shot forward.

"Veeeegeeetaaa! Why're we going so damn faaast?!"

"You were the one who insisted on coming." He replied nonchalantly, "Why should we go any slower?"

Bulma grumbled, just to keep up her 'argh I hate you right now' appearence. Inside, however, she was really enjoying her high speed travel.

'Wow, Yamcha never flew like this, not with me at least. Have I finaly found someone who won't treat me like I'm made out of china?'

"That rat couldn't fly this fast," Vegeta stated unexpectedly, "Not even if he wanted to."

"Did you... hear me?" Bulma asked in amazement.

"I have excelent hearing, onna. You don't think I wouldn't hear you just because we're going slightly faster than you're used to?"

"Uhh... No, no Vegeta. I guess I was being stupid. And anyway, this is WAY faster than I've ever gone before, not SLIGHTLY."

The prince chuckled. "You want to go fast, onna?"

Bulma peered up at him. She decided to call his bluff. 'He wouldn't go too fast with me, would he?'

"Alright then, Geta. Let's go fast."

He laughed even harder. "You're brave onna, either that or very stupid." He wrapped his tail arround her for extra support, sure that she'd feel better with it than without. "If I were you I'd hold on VERY tight."

'Uh oh...'

'Uh oh is right...'

With a sudden spurt of ki Vegeta hurled them forward through the air, pushing himself to the limits of his speed.

'Now, this is fast.'

Bulma was too busy clinging to her transport to scream, or even register the sound of his voice in her head. But it was there, again. There, allways.

Maybe five minutes later Bulma felt Vegeta begin to put on the brakes. She sighed in releif, for a while she'd been afraid that he was going to just stop like he normally did. And then she looked around her.

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