"Eric," Bulma whispered. The green-eyed, brown hair, and all around hot guy, smiled. "Ah, you still remember me," Eric said. "STILL remember you?!" Bulma near-shrieked. "How could I forget you?" "Yea, well, we did have some good times together," Eric commented smoothly, as if it were no big deal. Bulma almost choked. Good times?! What the heck was he talking about?!?! Eric was the one that abused her to the point of suicide. She would've purposely over-dosed on pain killers if Goku hadn't showed up at that moment, looking for Vegita. Eric was the one that made her snap back so quickly and violently to every insult thrown at her. "So, how have these past five years been for you?" Eric asked. "Fine, since you weren't apart of them," Bulma answered coldly. Eric simply shook his head, making a tsking sound. "Bulma, Bulma, Bulma...." he began. "I thought my two years of training taught you better than that. I guess I'll just have to train you a little more, my little one." "Oh, go screw a cow and leave me alone!" With that, Bulma turned on her heel. But she had barely taken one step when she was yanked back by Eric. His closed hand around her arm brought back too many memories. Desperate, she tried to escape him. "Let go!" She yelled. Eric simply smiled that cool smile of his and shook his head. "Never," he said. Leaning closer to her, he whispered against her ear. "You are mine." That sent chills up Bulma's spine. "Never. I'll never be yours!" she determined. To her surprise, Eric just laughed and released her. "We'll see about that one, my sweet. We'll see...." While Bulma was still left staring at him in shock, Eric turned around and was gone.
