A / N: This is where it starts to get a little uncomfortable for people with delicate minds ...




The Fate of a Saja-Jin - 7


From Evil_N




Vegeta could feel how her attempts to free herself slowly subsided, her hand slowly slid down and then the whole arm hung lifelessly on her shoulder. He shook her again, her head hit the wall again with the back, this bang was louder, she slowly no longer had the strength to control her body.




Just as Vegeta held out his free palm to the girl and wanted to form an energy ball, he heard a noise. Someone was going into the kitchen. The Saja-Jin held out his hand to the still empty door. The energy ball glowed blue and grew bigger with every step of the intruder ... "Well, wait! I'll finish you" Vegeta growled, while he was still holding the girl in the air with his other hand ...



“Vegeta!” Bulma came into the kitchen, she had heard the noise of the kicked doors and wanted to check on Paw. When she saw what was going on, her glasses fell from her hand and she turned pale around the nose. Her significant other was in her kitchen, holding a ball of energy the size of Shen Long's head in one hand and holding an innocent girl against the cupboard in the other hand. Her gaze slid from the energy ball and she ran through the kitchen to the girl, "Oh my god! She is already very pale!" she moaned and grabbed the loose shoulders.


The energy ball disappeared.


Vegeta looked at her grimly but Bulma didn't feel like his moods. "What the hell is this? Did she eat the last of your cereal or what? ... Vegeta let go of her damn it !! ... VEGETA!" Bulma gripped even for his hand, while at first just staring at it and then yelling back "YOU DAMN AGAIN HAVE NO IDEA what's going on here, woman! Let ME FUCK handle this again !!" with these words his free hand wanted to get Bulmas out of the way too, but she looked at him as icy as he had never seen it before.Her look spoke volumes' touch me and you will regret it bitterly !! '"NA GOOD! DO WHAT YOU WANT, BUT DON'T COME AFTER TO CRY TO ME!" he barked and let go of Paw's neck in a second on the other. The girl fell to the floor like a wet sack and banged hard on the tiles, first her lower legs, her body fell on her side, her shoulder gave a thud when she hit, then the head followed. Finally she lay still on the floor. Bulma was too slow to catch her, but immediately knelt down to straighten her upper body. "Hey little one ..." she said in a hushed voice and her eyes instantly moisturized. Bulma fears the worst. The bedclothes now loosened from the hips and hung loosely on the floor.


The next few seconds were an eternity for Bulma, a thousand thoughts shot through her head, but she didn't finish a single one. First there was Vegeta, the man with whom she shared her life.What was the matter with him? Why had he just turned into Conan the Barbarian and attacked Paw like that? What about those three weird guys? What would Vegeta do now? Would he finally behave sensibly and DAMN SAY SOMETHING ???????


Paw remained unmoved. Then her chest trembled suddenly and suddenly she took a deep breath and started, still deepest panic in her eyes, she grabbed her neck with both hands. When she finally realized that Vegeta was no longer holding her, she scanned the area for him fearfully. As if stung by the tarantula, her eyes wandered around the room, first she recognized Bulma, then she looked up and saw Vegeta. At the same moment she jumped as far away from him as she could.




Her heart was racing in her chest and all of her body was trembling like an aspen leaf, every single hair of her body had stood up in fear. A thousand shivers ran down her spine, all because she looked into Vegeta's pitch-black eyes.She could have sworn his flame-shaped hair was on fire. She thought she could feel his heart racing too. His eyes were even colder now and only spoke one sentence 'I will kill you'


With all her strength Paw pressed her sweat-soaked back against the wall behind her, tears ran like waterfalls from her eyes and she just wanted to get away from here. Away from Vegeta ....


"Have no ang ..." Bulma wanted to calm her down and crawl over to her, when Vegeta stepped between her and the girl. He didn't cross his arms, he didn't have a defiant or sullen look on his face, no. He just stood there as an unbroken border for Bulma ... "Get out of my way," Bulma said in a voice so firm that she was surprised herself. She got up and stared into his eyes, of which she was a little scared herself at that moment. "No," he answered her and based on his tone it was clear that he meant it. She didn't know what she was going to do now, she would never have a chance against the Saja-Jin, the only thing she could do was understand ...

"What's this Vegeta?" she asked and took a step closer to him. He looked into her warm eyes of the woman he woke up with every day and who had given birth to two children and slowly he broke out of his stupor. He didn't know how to do it any other way. 'You can't discuss with the woman and besides I'm a warrior and not a speaker' "Let me take care of that ..." he said almost too gently, "... please."


Now Bulma was really afraid, really afraid ... But not of VEGETA anymore!


Vegeta didn't bring up the word "please" very often (yes, yes, I know, that's an understatement, but it doesn't matter) and if he did use it now, something must be wrong, and damn rotten. Slowly she began to understand, he had never wanted to get violent against her, he just wanted to protect her. Yes, it had to be like that ... she saw it in his eyes.


The freezing cold had passed and if Bulma had only looked closely enough there was something else that Vegeta would not show anyone else, his frown had eased and if they had been alone now, Bulma would have fallen around his neck and kissed him, kissed like never before.

"Go now," Vegeta said in his domineering tone and turned back to Paw, who was still panicking and trying to push through the wall outside, which didn't seem to work. When she heard Vegeta tell Bulma to leave the room, she looked up at the sky and prayed one last time for her poor soul. She knew that if Vegeta got the chance, she would be about to beg for salvation through death. She swallowed and looked to her fate.


"Vegeta" he heard Bulma say behind him. , her voice wasn't as firm as it was just now. Bulma knew that if Vegeta wanted to protect her, it had to be bad for her, but she still didn't want it to end that way. "What?" he answered her in a cold voice.




Trunk's pencil tip slid gently over the paper, barely touching it. He was just about to fill in the bright spots in his picture, that was the tricky part.If you press too hard in just one place, the sky looks like you've made a dent in it. Trunks concentrated and leaned forward a little. The black tip slid as lightly as a feather over the calculation box ... CRACK!


He jumped up with one jump. The point had collapsed, with wide-open eyes he looked at Goten, who at the same time had pressed so hard on his cell phone that it simply broke through in the middle with a loud CRUNCH.


"Did you feel that too?" he asked him accidentally a little too loudly "You too?" returned Goten.


"You have something to say to the class, Trunks?" the teacher gave him a critical look over the rim of his glasses. Trunks sank a little deeper into his seat. "No, sir," he replied meekly and the classmates laughed softly.


Goten gave him a pitying look ...


Still, he wondered if it was really Vegeta's energy that he had just felt so strongly.



"I think, wh ... warrrrrum can't we just talk about it?" Paw paused and looked at Vegeta, who now seemed to be losing some of its tension. A little bit of hope sprouted in her, "Maybe he won't kill me after all" Vegeta snorted loudly and explained to Bulma that it wouldn't work. "Why?" she asked and tried not to annoy ... of course she knew that she was going against the grain and how much of his self-control it required not to blow her up on the spot ... but that was it the difference between saja-jins and humans.


Bulma carefully put her hand on his shoulder. His muscles were tense up to the stop she felt the individual fibers twitch. 'If I kill the brat now I will have to listen to lectures about it all my life ... if I let her live, there will soon be no one left to give me a lecture'. Finally, Bulma could feel his muscle tension gradually decreasing .Vegeta turned to her and looked her in the eye with a fixed look "This is not over yet" Bulma nodded approvingly and then stepped past Vegeta's body and held out his hand to Paw.


Slowly her eyes wandered from Vegeta to Bulma's warm and friendly smile. Reluctantly, she took her hand and let the woman help her up. Paw licked his lip and wanted to say something, but when she just took a breath, she felt Vegeta's ice-cold gaze on her and so she decided to be quiet. When the two of them stood in front of Vegeta's broad body and wanted to pass by, Paw had to hold his breath, she feared that he would tear her to pieces because of the slightest movement ... "Don't be afraid ..." Bulma whispered and looked pleadingly at Vegeta, who lowered his Look at the floor and step aside. As Paw passed him, he grabbed her shoulder and held her tight. The girl's heart stood still for two seconds, he breathed something in her ear that Bulma couldn't understand.She only saw Paw staring in front of her and hesitantly nodded then Vegeta let go of her shoulder and the two women left the room.


When Bulma took her back to her room, she noticed that the girl was pale as death itself. "What did he say to you?" she asked to finally break the silence. Paw blinked and collapsed onto the squeaky bed.