Dangerous Bond

Chapter 28 : Falling Apart

Vegeta stalked through the halls of capsule corp, raking both hands through his flame of raven black hair. That onna! He hadn't been REALLY angry with her for too long.

'~Vegeeta!~' She called, '~Please don't be mad at me, I couldn't help it.~'

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD WOMAN!" He thundered in a voice loud enough to make his father tremble.

Bulma didn't reply, fortunately for her, thinking that she'd have to let it drop for a while. She just wished she had never asked for flying lessons, even if she had got some information from the younger Saiya-jin staying with her. She wondered what Kiyashi was scared about, knowing that it had to be pretty serious to scare the warrior.

'~Geta, please, just hear this one thing I have to say?~' She begged.
"I think I already told you to get lost." The Saiya-jin no Ouji commented from behind her, his voice dripping venom.
"It is my house." She reminded him, "And it's important, about Kiyashi."
That got his attention. "What?! She talked to you?"
Bulma shook her head, turquoise hair flying around her head, and lead him into the kitchen where she started making lunch. "She didn't really talk to me, I just sorta pried until she said some stuff." Bulma looked up from her work and caught Vegeta's gaze. He was still angry with her, more annoyance than anger, but she could see the concern overwhelming his pride. Bulma wondered just how close brother and sister had been before Vegetasei had been destroyed.

"What did she say?" Vegeta inquired in an almost whisper.
"That she was scared." Bulma replied, "Geta, you don't think it's anything life threatening, do you?"

Vegeta said nothing.
'Scared. How can she be scared? She was never scared, never. There's only one way to scare her... But I can't beleive it! She can't be... She's my only living relative, SHE CAN'T BE!' The prince turned on his heel and walked off down the maze of corridors that made up CC, a maze he had learnt soon after he got here. His mind was fizzing as he paced the long halls, heading nowhere and everywhere. ' She can't be... Kiyashi, you gave me strength so often. My sister can't... can't... die.'
A gust of warm, pure air greeted him as he stepped outside, new grass crunching beneath his boots.
"Impossible." He muttered.

"What's impossible?" Kiyashi asked, coming up behind him.
The hurt had come again, but she blocked it off as best she could. It was worse than the day before, but her body had strengthened during the day and the Saiya-jin no Hime could hold her pain inside. Of course, Vegeta could see straight through her.
"You being afraid." He replied, "That's what's impossible. You didn't even fear Freiza when he came. What's so bad now that it gets through you? The pain that you're feeling right now?"
"It doesn't matter." She dismissed it once again, "What matters is the safety of you and your mate."
"How can you say that?! You have as much right to life and safety as we do."

"I'm a warrior! I was trained to put others first! You know, you were taught with me! So leave it, understood? Let me do what I choose for once! You're only two years older than me and I DON'T need your help with everything!" Dark eyes flashing with rage and concealed pain Kiyashi turned and stormed away, her golden tipped hair flashing in the late-day sunlight.
Vegeta watched her go, confusion clouding his thoughts. Why couldn't she accept his help? It wasn't that difficult, was it?
'Look who's talking.' Part of his mind commented.

Bulma finished chopping a carrot for their lunch/dinner and stood still for a second. She knew Vegeta would eventually come around, but she didn't really know Kiyashi. She could only hope that Vegeta's sister had enough sense to ask for help if she needed it. Sighing and feeling an awfull lot like her dimwitted mother working in the kitchen, Bulma got back to her work. As if one Saiya-jin wasn't bad enough. She wondered how Chi Chi maintained her sanity having to do this kind of work every day. Bulma raised a perfect eyebrow. Well, actually, Chi Chi's mentality seemed to have gone done the hole in recent years, the presence of the frying pan more and more frequent. Bulma found it all funny, but she wasn't going to say that in case the woman herself found out. She winced at the thought of having Chi Chi's frying pan aimed at her own teal head.

She turned around, carrots in hand, and came face to face with a nasty looking blue creature. It had a large flat head crisscrossed with scars and pupil-less neon green eyes that glowed slightly in the fading light of the late summer afternoon. It stood on upright on two legs and held itself like a human (or Saiya-jin). The whole body of the creature was covered with twisted scars from what looked like burns as well as nasty cuts. The lip at the side of its mouth was held curved up in a half snarl by old scar tissue and it remained still as the creature did its version of a smirk.
"OMG. You're th-that guy, aren't you? Um, that Vegeta was talking about. Eh heh heh, can you just wait here a second? Cause I don't really..."
She started to scream as Raythorn advanced on her and threw her over his shoulder.

"Get OFF me!" She screamed, pummeling his thick skinned back with both fists. Not a single hit had an effect.
Kiyashi, halfway through the main doorway, heard her brother's mate's yells at the same time as he. She rushed into the house, but was soon overtaken by Vegeta.
"Bulma!"
"Vegeta! Get this freak OFF me!"
"Don't worry, I will."

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