City Knight

"Up against the wall, Bitch! I said up against the wall!" With a furious shove, the man slammed his fist against the gates beside his head, "I've been looking for you for months, Gero!"

Gero cocked his head over his shoulder, staring into the cold, bottomless pits that were Vegeta's eyes, "You don't have anything on me, Vegeta. You have no evidence I did anything, no proof. You have no case. You're still just a deadbeat cop that prances around with a badge and can do nothing more than take his life's aggression out on street trash. But I'm not street trash, Vegeta! If you don't want to hear from my attorney, then I expect-"

"Oh, but I can bring you in for illegal possession of a weapon…"

"What weapon?! I have no use for carrying weapons!"

"Oh…. Don't be so sure." A sinister smirk curved on Vegeta's lips, "I think I just found one right here under your seat with your fingerprints all over it."

"You lying bastard! Plant that gun in my car and you'll hear from the best attorneys in Tokyo!"

"Never stopped me before. Get in the car!" Vegeta grabbed Gero by his hair, dragging him behind him towards the car, "Watch your head!" Thrusting the man forward, Gero's forehead connected with the hood of the car.

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"Nice bust today, Detective." A portly man called from behind his desk.

Vegeta scoffed, "What do you want?"

"Could I talk to you… privately for a moment?" A bit intimidated, the officer motioned for Vegeta to walk to his office.

Upon closing the door, Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest, "What is it?"

"Well… there've been a few problems. Chief says that you've been running things too roughly, so they want to send you to a different department."

"What? I've been at this department for years, and now they're sending me packing after cleaning up the filth in this city?" Annoyed, Vegeta slammed his fist against the door, breaking the glass. "And now they're tired of me and they're sending me to another department because they don't want to deal with me?! I'm the best you've got!"

"I'm sorry, Son… Like I said, they say you're too rough and they already have a partner for you set up."

"Who?" Vegeta demanded.

"I don't know," He calmly stated, "All they told me is that he's a good influence with a good record and he doesn't figure out his cases by knocking the shit out of his suspects."

"I'll do what I want as long as it gets the job done."

"That's the attitude that's getting you in trouble. The point is that you have to leave. They want you in West City by tomorrow. Here're your papers, it gives you a bit of info on your new partner and job, but your partner should tell you about the main case in detail. Vegeta, I'm really sorry about this, but it's what has to be done. You were truly one of the best we had."

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Vegeta flipped through the packet.

Issued Partner: Son

"Hey, Vegeta. I heard you were leaving us." The blonde leaned against his desk, "You are coming to visit us?"

"Go away, Launch."

"Son, eh? That must be a popular name." Launch nodded to the man before her.

Vegeta, thoroughly annoyed, grunted, "It's not him, you mindless-"

"You really should watch your temper. Are you going to miss me?"

"Not at all." Vegeta frowned. He was being put with a clean cop, but fate was not so cruel as to…

"Your mission is to locate this psychopath. He only goes by the name 'Cell'. Both of you, good luck."

"Vegeta? Are you paying attention to me?"

"Why would I?"

"Tell me! Where the hell is Cell?!"

"I… I don't know!"

"It's been two months since he made his last move and I have a feeling if anyone knew about his next move, it'd be you."

"Vegeta, you've gotta believe me! I ain't got nothin' to do with Cell! Those type-"

"Stop annoying me!"

"Don't hurt me! You don't know what type of power Cell's got. There's no way you can take him down. He's practically God. He can kill who he wants."

"Not while I'm on this case!"

"After tomorrow, unless you can prove you can behave, I won't see you again. Don't you want to have fun?" Launch grinned.

Vegeta rolled his eyes, throwing random contents of his desk into the cardboard box sitting beside the seemingly innocent packet.

"Cell! I know you're in there-"

"Vegeta, what are you doing here?"

"I have a lead this is where Cell'll commit his next murder, you Fool!"

"Oh… I'm sorry, Veg…. It was just a minute ago that Gokou got him."

"Yeah, Man… I can't believe it. You're like two minutes behind him."

"Get out."

"But, Veg-"

"Out!"

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"What a lovely shade of green you are." Vegeta turned his nose up.

"Hey, Vegeta! You aren't back in Tokyo where we're going to take crap from you. I'm your new Chief, Piccolo, and I expect you to respect me."

Vegeta looked beyond Piccolo, squinting to get a better look at the man that passed by him.

That ridiculous hair cut.

"And this, is your new partner, Vegeta." Piccolo announced.

"Heya, Vegeta! Long time no see."

"Kakarotto…"

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Notes: Okay, so this is my joint-fic. Yet another one. -.- Anyway, it's between Bouzi Neo (I/bouzineohotmail.com) chief writer, editor, and personage-making-sure-the-grammar-is-somewhat-presentable, and my cousin, creative consultant and secondary writer, (ShinkuShinigamihotmail.com, our official email). Though we had a few disputes over what was considered IC for Vegeta, I'm quite sure we did a good job.

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