Disclaimer: I don’t own DBZ or any rights to it. Maybe in an
A/U I do, but not here.
“Bulma!”
Vegeta crouched on the ground next to the prone body of Bulma and checked her
pulse, “She’s still alive!” He scooped his future queen into his arms and
disappeared back into the underground.
“I’ve
never seen a human woman have such a bad reaction to turning Fey.” Chichi
mumbled to Goku in between gasps of breaths as she struggled to keep up with
the king.
“Neither
have I.” Goku squeezed Chichi’s hand as they pounded along.
To
Bulma the world was black and red, hot and cold, but most of all her world was
pain, her entire body felt as if it would burst.
“Bulma….
She’s still alive!”
Bulma
heard Vegeta’s voice and tried to sit up but was unable to the pain was that
intense. After a while the pain faded and all that was left was a cool
blackness that enfolded her body and mind.
“Well,
your Highness you do know that some humans bodies fight against being turned
Fey, in Bulma’s case her mind was so set against becoming Fey that her body
just followed suit and fought against it.” The Doctor sat down, wiping his brow
with a face cloth.
“But
she’s alright?” Vegeta’s eyes scanned the deathly pale skin on Bulma’s face, as
if searching for a sign of life.
“She’ll
be fine. Her body gave in to the change eventually, as you can plainly see, but
she will be out of it for quite some time. She’s exhausted both mentally and
physically. Make sure she gets plenty of rest and for the sake of the Fey, King
Vegeta, let the poor woman alone before you start to badger her again.” The
doctor, who was older even then Vegeta stood up and stretched, he gave Vegeta
and stern look and then left.
Vegeta
meanwhile stared at Bulma; she looked more beautiful to him now then she ever
had before, although it was doubtful that Bulma would see it that way. She had
changed into one of the half animal half human Fey, not the kind of Fey that
transform as he had expected.
“Still
beautiful…” Vegeta murmured as he ran a hand up Bulma’s long white tail. He
carefully searched her body to see what else had changed apart form the tail.
He could see that the nails on her hands had changed; they now met in a
delicate point, although he doubted that the claws were as delicate as they
looked. Her ears were now pointed and covered with a snowy white fur, and her
teeth were all now slightly pointed. Just as he was about to check her eyes
Bulma shifted under him and tensed, he moved slightly away from her, least he
scare her when she finally woke up.
“Is
she okay?” Vegeta whirled around to find Chichi leaning against the door
casually, he growled at her and stood up, angrier with himself for not hearing
her enter then at her for actually coming in.
“She’s
fine.” He made his way to one of the arm chairs and flung himself down, rubbing
at his temples, “She’s be a little sore when she wakes up and no doubt a little
angry that she’s half animal…”
“What
animal did she become by the way? If you remember you chased us all out of the
room when she began to grow a tail.” Chichi tentatively sat down across from
Vegeta and kept her eyes on the ground; unsure of jus how bad a mood her king
was in.
“I
won’t know until I see her eyes but I’m guessing she’s half snow leopard,
possibly a white lion or white tiger. Definitely something white and from the
cat family.”
“She
could just be half ordinary cat…” Chichi halted mid-sentence as Vegeta began to
growl again, “…sorry…that was silly of me. No queen could ever be ‘ordinary’.”
Vegeta
stopped growling and sighed, “She’s going to hate it, being Fey I mean. It was
a stupid idea to even bring her down here. She’s not like the other girls that
get thrown down here…she’s been mistreated by men all her life, I was way out
of line dragging her down here with out even asking what she thought of it. I’m
just as bad as most of those other humans. But I thought” Vegeta reached for a
bottle of some reddish liquid and pulled the cork out of the bottle he took a
long drink of what passed for alcohol in the Fey world. He sighed and continued
talking. “I just thought that she’d love me and that would be enough for her.
“Snap
out of it! You rescued her from the life of a whore, wether or not she realised
it you saved her life hundreds of times before and by bringing her down here
you only saved it again. Do not take this out on yourself!” Chichi grabbed the
bottle started to throw it away, paused, and handed it back when she saw the
look on Vegeta’s face.
Vegeta gave her a slightly
pissed look before closing his eyes and taking another swig, after a minute or
two a slight smile curved his lips and looked back up at Chichi, “At least
she’s mine now, she cant back out of our deal. She’s got to marry me.” Vegeta
stared happily off into the distance, “And even if she hates me now she’ll
learn to love me, after all she has an eternity with me.”
“Sure
Vegeta, sure.” Chichi rolled her eyes, thinking that Vegeta knew very little
about women if he thought that.
Bulma
slowly opened her eyes, but quickly shut them. Something wasn’t right, she was
seeing things in such a strange way…. she opened them again and focused on a
pillow next to her head on the bed. She could see every little detail in the
fabric; she could even see the outline of the feathers inside the pillow.
“Oh
hell.” Bulma breathed quietly, there was only one reason why she could be
seeing like this; she’d turned Fey. She sat up and looked about the room, “Its
empty. Good.” She dragged herself out of bed and winced when she realised how
sore her body was, she was about to crawl out of bed when something furry
brushed against her leg, she squeal and leapt around to find nothing there…
“What
the…” Bulma caught site of something waving back and forth in the edges of her
vision, with a cat like growl Bulma leapt backwards and grabbed the tail…“Ow!”
Bulma let go and stared at the blood on her pointed nails… “Pointed nails! And
I have a …a…. a…tail!” Bulma let out a moan and flopped back onto the bed, who
knew what other kinds of defects, now marred her.
“Oh
I’m a freak!” Bulma moaned as she curled up into a ball and began to sniffle.
“You’re
not a freak.” Vegeta voice was barely audible and most definitely slurred.
“Where
are you?” Bulma scanned the room but was unable to catch site of the black
haired Fey king.
“Here.”
Vegeta stood up from the couch he had been slumped in. Bulma was surprised to
him looking creased, rumpled and quite unlike his usual self.
“Are
you alright?” Bulma temporarily forgot about her own plight as she stared at a
rather sullen looking Vegeta.
“I’m
fine. I was just worried about you…are you alright?” Vegeta seemed to
straighten as he walked towards her.
“Yeah…except
for the fact that I’m a frea…”
“Don’t
use that word, you look beautiful. Very beautiful,” Vegeta stared into her eyes
and then smiled, “You look more beautiful then ever.”