Beware Criminal

Forget what my immature self said in the past. Review at your own leisure and I will do what I can to make my fic good. When I saw the mistakes this time, I was sure I had not made them. I don’t know why it looked the way it did, but I am editing all of it. So look out for edited versions of this fic. Things are going to change. Ja'ne.


You crawl in bed its 3am you,
Smell of wine and cigarettes,
A butterfly under the glass your,
beautiful, but your not going any where.


Vegeta glared down at the sleeping figure of his wife and bit back the urge beat her awake and into unconscious. For now. The dizziness washed over him and he stumbled into the bed in his dirty clothes and boots. He buried his ashen face into the soft pillows and groaned. Slipping his hand under the bed, he reached for his boot and out of it produced a small bottle of Gin.

Raising himself up until his back was against the head board he opened the bottle and bought it to his dry lips. He stared into the bottle for what seemed like hours until he felt his eyes cross and downed it in one gulp. He hummed to himself and turned to his wife. He grit his teeth and narrowed his eyes. Bringing his gloved hand down hard on her face he startled her awake.

"Hmmm, Vegeta is that you --?"

"Shut up" He muttered, shoving her to the floor and crudely slamming his foot into her side and stomach.

"Shut up!"

Grabbing her by her blue locks, he turned her around and put her in a submission hold.

"You...you think... you’re so perfect you bitch!!!!" He yelled in her ear. Bulma screamed as she struggled to get out of his death grip.

"Vegeta please no... I ...I didn't--"

"You didn’t do what? Didn’t I tell you to shut up?" He growled, squeezing her arms tighter.

This had been going on for a year now and the Z-senshi were none the wiser. But this was ridiculous. Normally he would have just slapped her a few times, but the kicking and the submission were more than she bargained for.

We do the same thing every night I,
swear I've heard this song before,
A swimmer who has seen a shark; I should
really be more wary of the water

You came, you, saw, you conquered... everyone
And I’m left here guessing... oh what went wrong?
Yeah I'm down, but not out! And far from done.
Hey all! Beware! Criminal!

"Ugggghhhhhhhhhh arghhhhhhhhhh" She cried, trying to pull her hair from his drunkenly strong grip.

"This'll teach you, you stuck up bitch... think your so perfect ....I’ll show you...put you in your place." He mumbled. Bulma screamed one last time and that’s when Vegeta felt it. The same thing he felt after beating Bulma every night for the past year.

His head snapped up as he picked up a large Ki heading toward them. Just the same, he lowered his already diminished Ki and silently flew off.

Seconds later Goku arrived, breaking the room to Bulma's bedroom door down. "Bulma are you Ok? Did it happen again? Tell me!!!" Bulma whimpered and got to her knees, grasping onto Goku, who had rushed to her side.

"I'm ok... a little more this time, but I'll be fine"

Goku suppressed the feeling of anger and animosity that was turning over in his stomach and grabbed Bulma's arm. "Bulma are you sure you don’t know who's doing this because I--"

"Goku I said I don’t know!" Bulma snapped wrenching her arm form Goku's grip.

“But Bulma, you need help and I--

“Goku please!!! If I said I don’t know than I don’t know. What are you always asking me!!! Get it through your Saiyan head that I DON’T KNOW!!!!!!" She got up, with the little strength she had left and looked around in her draw for a Senzu bean. "Bulma I didn’t mean anything by it I'm just tryna' help."

"Well I don’t need your help."

A lie, she knew. She was more than grateful for Goku on nights like this when things got bad. But she knew that in her heart she still loved Vegeta. He just had a few problems.

And Goku was the very epitome of them all.

"You do." He stated matter-of-factly.

A prism with an intellect
You throw your light selectively
You stole my glow, a seasoned thief
The blacks of my eyes are turning into opals

Today, I'll walk
There's nothing here left for me but empty promises
And the thought of all the things I'm never getting back

You came, you saw, youquerquered
Everyone
I'm left here bleeding
What went wrong
Yeah, I'm down
But not out, and far from done

Beware
Beware criminal
Criminal
Criminal

"I don’t" she hissed and spun around to face him and wasn’t surprised by what she saw. Concern. Plain and genuine concern. She wanted to scream at him that this was his entire fault and that if it wasn’t for him she wouldn’t have to be beaten whenever Vegeta felt the urge to release some anger and Goku wasn’t there.

But instead she sighed and spoke in a calmer voice. "Goku, I'm sorry. Can you please just take my word for it?"

Goku looked at her nervously and nodded. "Bulma if I ever find out who this person is that's doing this, I'm going to kill them, you do know that, right?"

"Yes Goku, I know."

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Vegeta kicked at a pebble and watched it sail off of the cliff and into the vast wilderness below. He hiccupped and pondered about going in search of another bottle of whiskey to calm his raging nerves. That was all he ever needed in life now, some liquor and someone to beat around.

Someone to dominate and he never took more pride in doing it to Bulma. She was such a hag, always bitching about something or the other, but she wouldn’t tell, he knew. They didn’t know.... Nothing that would worry him, the only thing he was worried about was where and when his next bottle of booze would be.

Did you think I wouldn't notice?
Did you really think I wouldn't care?
Did you think I wouldn't notice?
Did you really think I wouldn't care?

You came, you saw, you conquered
and I'm left here bleeding
Oh, what went wrong?
Yeah, I'm down
but not out, and far from done

Beware criminal