Dear Reader,
you ventured right into my first English story and also my first take on DBZ. I hope you enjoy it and review in the end. I am also searching for a beta-reader. So if anyone thinks I am not completely hopeless, help me. If you notice mistakes, things you don't like or really anything off, please tell me. I am a big girl, and can handle criticism.
Nystea
Chapter 1: Gossip
Space. It was cold, calm and isolated. Qualities, Vegeta cherished and appreciated his whole life. Before the Sayajin stayed on earth, it calmed his mind and ensured his healing. As long as he got to travel in one of the spacepods, his body had enough time to heal before Frieza got his hands on him again. After the somewhat ironic "settlement" on the blue planet, he used trips into space to think in peace and train without distraction. As years passed by, Vegeta found himself less and less in need of such trips, but it didn't mean he appreciated space any less. He recalled days spend in silent meditation without any type of disru-
"Did someone find out where Bulma stored the food, yet? Takeoff made me hungry!" And so much for pretending this was just one of his single trips into space. With the familiar scowl on his face deepening, Vegeta turned away from his observation position by the main window and faced the nightmarish situation onboard. Kakkarot was already raiding every cupboard and box in plain view for food. His oldest brat tried to save his newly "unpacked" books (seriously, why did he HAVE to pack those?) from destruction and the former Boldy, whom had no place on this mission anyway, still looked like he expected the spaceship to either explode or implode any minute. On which point had the short travel into space to retrieve a stupid piece of rock for his mate turned into a twisted school trip she usually made his son participate in?
Slowly, very slowly he counted to ten (a method so ridiculously simple yet effective, Vegeta had to give it to those humans) and paraphrased the last hours in his head. The woman wanted a stupid piece of rock, she found out about in the records of Freezers ship all those years ago. The fact, that she was still decoding and studying this thing, was idiotic. Nevertheless, it was found in a galaxy Vegeta recalled being quite unstable and rough even under Kind Cold's rule. And with the emperor out of the picture, everybody was bound to be even more trigger happy.
So she asked him to go. He gave in. Silently looking forward to a little reminder of his space travelling days (minus the wild purging and sadistic punishments by Frieza), he still argued quite a bit, ridiculed and got some very nice "gifts" to look forward to when he came back. Just because the prince would have gone without any other "reason" to do so, didn't mean he had to let her know that, after all. But from that point on, things had spun out of Vegeta's control. His mate didn't trust him to find what she was looking for, or store it properly. In retrospection, maybe referring to it only as "stupid piece of rock" in their conversations had not been the right move. Apparently she didn't trust him to "handle such an important item with the appropriate care".
Now, Vegeta was nothing if not a men who could think on his feet. If he was not trusted in that department, his mate might be allowed to tag along. The prince even thought of planting the idea in her head this could be treated as their second honeymoon. The woman would be grateful, maybe even ecstatic and off his case for a while. Not to mention the sex they could have without anybody interrupting.
Sadly, things didn't go that way. For some reason the woman was not able to leave Capsule Corp. alone. (some bullshit about maybe winning the Nobel Price with a new invention) So she talked to Kakkarot's harpy and got that nerd brat to join him. Ok, he kind of walked into that one, too, stating how every scientist of Capsule Corp. would have to endure his gravity training on board. And with the brat on a "training mission", Kakkarot was fast to invite himself along. Something about new powerful fighters and an adventure with his son. Vegeta wanted to tell the fool any attempt on "father-son bonding" was probably a little late, but bit his tongue without any real reason. Or maybe he was reminded of those dreaded moments the prince had taken up training the nerd brat after Kakkarot stayed dead. And how Gohan had more than once screamed for his father to come back and teach him instead. Foolish boy.
That explained why those two fools were here, but not the comparable weak former monk now husband of a Cyborg. Apparently neither Kakkarot (ok, he saw that) nor Gohan (that kid was a push-over) or himself could be trusted to end this mission as soon as possible to return home. Again, telling the woman he might stay in space longer to escape her screeching voice was not the smartest move, in retrospect. As if he would stay in space, when upon returning his mate promised great welcome back and thank you sex. He mated with her for a reason, after all.
Enter Krillin, weak as he may be, the human could master up quite a mind and persuasion when faced with the possible wrath of his Cyborg mate. Sometimes Vegeta hated HIS mate for being such a smartass. Now, one might think that the Sayajin was not above blasting the even smaller fighter into oblivion for even looking at him the wrong way. But, for reasons he was not ready to examine too closely, Krillin was a human he could somewhat stand. Maybe it was due to the monk marrying another ex-villain, someone not everybody viewed as renewed and purified after the whole Cell debacle, much like himself.
In conclusion Vegeta found himself stuck with three more or less annoying fools who already started to make this trip a living hell. And the worst part, he could just see his mate enjoying herself back home. Not missing him one bit. Which really shouldn't bother him as much as it did.
Bulma was indeed enjoying herself. Though Vegeta might have been relieved to know even with him gone, the blue haired genius was indeed thinking about her Sayajin. And talking about him, too. Misery loves company, so the wifes, namely Chi Chi,Videl, C18 and herself, were sitting around a table in the backyard of Capsule Corporation, drinking Bunny's "Afternoon Pina Coladas". Naturally, it loosened their tongues quickly.
Chi Chi was pretty far gone by this point, mindlessly apologizing to Videl for allowing Gohan to go into space, not fulfilling his ´"husbandly duties". Afterwards she started a rant about Goku's mindlessness in that department. It was safe to say, Videl felt uncomfortable with either topic and unsuccessfully tried to hide her tomato red face in her hands. Not that Chi Chi minded, of course.
Bulma, not to be outdone in the beautiful art of women listing their husbands shortcomings, interrupted Chi Chi's ranting.
"Well, I can't really complain at all about Vegeta fulfilling any duties that involve bedroom matters, but he wouldn't be caught dead doing anything else." Ignoring the chuckles of her drinking companions, she continued with an aura of (non so silent) suffering.
"At least Goku and Gohan help around the house! His Highness wouldn't even drop his used coffee mug in the sink for crying out loud. All this super human speed be damned! No offense C18." The blue haired woman gave the Cyborg a apologetic look over the rim of her cocktail glass. Said blonde just shrugged.
"None taken, according to the presented data, I am indeed a lucky woman. My husband can cook, clean and satisfy. Very peculiar indeed." Chi Chi and Bulma gave her a well practiced sigh in response, while Videl felt the need to defend her own husbands qualities. How was it, that every encounter she had with these women left her either confused, very embarrassed or slightly horrified?
"Well, Gohan helps with the household. But I have to kill all the spiders. He would just built them their own habitat in our bathroom." Her voice grew quite hostile with her last statement. All crawly things should be crawling elsewhere, far, far away from her home. Videl shook her head as if to get rid of too many legs moving in too many directions, and decided this conversation had been weird already. Time for a question she had had for ages.
"But C18, doesn't it bother you, that… well… Krillin has no nose?" she asked with clear hesitation. When the whole Cell debacle happened, Videl didn't have time to look around and spare the other strange people around Kami's lookout with much more than a second glare. But ever since the female Cyborg took up with non other then Krillin, she was wondering. Noses were important, right? That's why everybody had them, or so she thought.
C18 raised an eyebrow and looked positively puzzled for a moment. Bulma, who had known Krillin the longest, realized with a small chuckle how he was obviously rubbing off on his wife. Nevertheless, the blond answered.
"I found this anomaly hardly matters." She stated and downed the rest of her drink at once. Her tone was dismissive. A subtle hint to leave the topic alone, silently complied to by the other women. Well, most of them.
"I could think of a few things, where having a nose is pretty important." Chi Chi giggled and winked with all the suggestiveness her drunken face muscles could still come up with. Videl groaned and took a huge gulp of whatever that glass in front of her contained. Bulma choose to not react with more than a knowing smile. She knew Chi Chi had many stages of drunkenness, but it would soon be time to call it a day.
Bulma was pretty sure, C18 wouldn't catch the innuendo, too.
At least until the Cyborg finally put her glass back on the table with a loud klink, looked Chi Chi dead in the eye and said: "He can hold his breath for an extraordinary long period of time."
