***Yay! Someone's reading this! Ahem anyway, this first part may be a little quick moving, but hopefully the next parts will be better! R/R***
^Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. If you sue me, all you'll get is this damn rubics cube. *Throws rubics cube into wall* damn thing.
Bulma sighed as she plopped down on the living room couch and searched around for the TV remote. She'd been working all morning on a new invention, but had finally gotten too frustrated and decided to take a break. She found the elusive remote under a couch cushion and switched the TV on. She channel surfed for a few minutes before finally settling on a cheesy soap opera. Hell, she could do with some humor.
The past week had been especially wearing on her. What with trying to figure out what was wrong with her new invention, and dealing with being wife and mother to a saiyan and a half saiyan, things were getting pretty tiresome. She really needed a vacation.
A large explosion sounded from the GR, where Vegeta was currently training, forcing Bulma to turn up the volume on the television. She gritted her teeth involuntarily. Vegeta was going to kill himself if he didn't take it easy. All he did was train, train, train, until he could hardly move. But no matter how hard Bulma tried, the saiyan prince would simple not stop pushing himself to the limits. He was going to get hurt.
What would Bulma do if she lost him? She had already lost him once, and it had almost killed her. She couldn't stand to have it happen again. She would have thought that his family and the feelings he had for them, although carefully hidden, would be reason enough for him too chill out a bit, instead of always dancing on dangers doorstep.
She sighed again and was suddenly jolted out of her thoughts when a special news bulletin suddenly interrupted her soap opera. Oh well, not like she was watching anyway.
* * *
Vegeta fired blast after blast in the GR, nimbly dodging the attacks as they came back at him. He had the gravity turned up as high as it could go, and was surprised that the machine hadn't broken down yet. Bulma most have fixed it up better this time.
Bulma. A small smile creased his face as he thought of her. He really adored the woman, even though he wouldn't tell her. He figured she should know how he felt, and if she didn't, well, she was a moron.
He fired another blast and quickly countered it. He stood for a few seconds, breathing hard. He had been at it for hours, soon he would have to stop and eat something, before his hunger started to distract him. Come to think of it, he hadn't eaten in about a week. Guess he better.
Vegeta's ears suddenly perked up at the sound of an explosion. He frowned. It sounded like it had come from far away. Strange. Usually the only explosions to be heard in the city came from him and his gravity machine. Oh well. He walked over to the gravity control panel and turned it off. He would take a little break.
He slung and towel around he neck and stepped out into the cool air. It was summer, but the weather had not yet gotten too hot.
"Vegeta!"
Vegeta looked toward the sound of the voice and frowned. "What's with you Onna?" he tried to act normal, but in reality, he was a little worried. Bulma looked afraid. And it took a lot to scare her. She had toughened up a lot in the past few years.
"Didn't you hear what's going on? Are you completely brain dead? I already called everyone, their on their way over." Bulma said, her words coming in a rush. She ran over to him and stared. Something was definitely up.
Vegeta growled softly. "No woman, I don't know what's going on. Tell me."
Bulma took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She needed to get herself together. Panicking wasn't going to help. "They just said it on the news. Southern city has been invaded. And the force that did it is working its way here. Vegeta, what are we going to do?"
Vegeta felt foolish for getting worried. What ever was happening was nothing to be concerned about. Whatever it was, he could take care of it, easy. There was nothing in the galaxy that posed a threat to his strength and power. "Calm down Bulma, there's nothing to be worried about." He reassured.
Bulma looked about ready to answer when Goku, Gohan, Piccolo and Krillen suddenly appered in the yard. They had obviously used Goku's instant transmission to get there. They were all touching some part of his body.
Bulma looked relived at their arrival, but Vegeta scowled. Why did she have to call them out here? He could take care of what force had attacked southern city by himself, no need for them.
"I'm so glad you guys are here!" she exclaimed. Goku smiled at her, trying to reassure her, but inside, he wasn't too happy. This was a serious situation, or at least, it might be. The report on the situation he had heard had said that the attackers had yet to be identified, so it might just is a rival nation that attacked. And if it was, it was up to the leaders of the nation to get involved. If it was some outside force that had done it, would kami have come and told them?
"We'll go find out what's going on, alright Bulma?" Goku said, before turning to Vegeta. "You up for checking this out?"
Vegeta growled. "Of course I am!"
"Great, than lets go. We'll be back soon Bulma!" Goku said, as the fighters lifted off the ground and started toward southern city.
* Everyone seems kinda relaxed about the attack, but that feeling won't last long as the team arrives in southern city. Stay tuned! ^-^ *
^Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. If you sue me, all you'll get is this damn rubics cube. *Throws rubics cube into wall* damn thing.
Bulma sighed as she plopped down on the living room couch and searched around for the TV remote. She'd been working all morning on a new invention, but had finally gotten too frustrated and decided to take a break. She found the elusive remote under a couch cushion and switched the TV on. She channel surfed for a few minutes before finally settling on a cheesy soap opera. Hell, she could do with some humor.
The past week had been especially wearing on her. What with trying to figure out what was wrong with her new invention, and dealing with being wife and mother to a saiyan and a half saiyan, things were getting pretty tiresome. She really needed a vacation.
A large explosion sounded from the GR, where Vegeta was currently training, forcing Bulma to turn up the volume on the television. She gritted her teeth involuntarily. Vegeta was going to kill himself if he didn't take it easy. All he did was train, train, train, until he could hardly move. But no matter how hard Bulma tried, the saiyan prince would simple not stop pushing himself to the limits. He was going to get hurt.
What would Bulma do if she lost him? She had already lost him once, and it had almost killed her. She couldn't stand to have it happen again. She would have thought that his family and the feelings he had for them, although carefully hidden, would be reason enough for him too chill out a bit, instead of always dancing on dangers doorstep.
She sighed again and was suddenly jolted out of her thoughts when a special news bulletin suddenly interrupted her soap opera. Oh well, not like she was watching anyway.
* * *
Vegeta fired blast after blast in the GR, nimbly dodging the attacks as they came back at him. He had the gravity turned up as high as it could go, and was surprised that the machine hadn't broken down yet. Bulma most have fixed it up better this time.
Bulma. A small smile creased his face as he thought of her. He really adored the woman, even though he wouldn't tell her. He figured she should know how he felt, and if she didn't, well, she was a moron.
He fired another blast and quickly countered it. He stood for a few seconds, breathing hard. He had been at it for hours, soon he would have to stop and eat something, before his hunger started to distract him. Come to think of it, he hadn't eaten in about a week. Guess he better.
Vegeta's ears suddenly perked up at the sound of an explosion. He frowned. It sounded like it had come from far away. Strange. Usually the only explosions to be heard in the city came from him and his gravity machine. Oh well. He walked over to the gravity control panel and turned it off. He would take a little break.
He slung and towel around he neck and stepped out into the cool air. It was summer, but the weather had not yet gotten too hot.
"Vegeta!"
Vegeta looked toward the sound of the voice and frowned. "What's with you Onna?" he tried to act normal, but in reality, he was a little worried. Bulma looked afraid. And it took a lot to scare her. She had toughened up a lot in the past few years.
"Didn't you hear what's going on? Are you completely brain dead? I already called everyone, their on their way over." Bulma said, her words coming in a rush. She ran over to him and stared. Something was definitely up.
Vegeta growled softly. "No woman, I don't know what's going on. Tell me."
Bulma took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She needed to get herself together. Panicking wasn't going to help. "They just said it on the news. Southern city has been invaded. And the force that did it is working its way here. Vegeta, what are we going to do?"
Vegeta felt foolish for getting worried. What ever was happening was nothing to be concerned about. Whatever it was, he could take care of it, easy. There was nothing in the galaxy that posed a threat to his strength and power. "Calm down Bulma, there's nothing to be worried about." He reassured.
Bulma looked about ready to answer when Goku, Gohan, Piccolo and Krillen suddenly appered in the yard. They had obviously used Goku's instant transmission to get there. They were all touching some part of his body.
Bulma looked relived at their arrival, but Vegeta scowled. Why did she have to call them out here? He could take care of what force had attacked southern city by himself, no need for them.
"I'm so glad you guys are here!" she exclaimed. Goku smiled at her, trying to reassure her, but inside, he wasn't too happy. This was a serious situation, or at least, it might be. The report on the situation he had heard had said that the attackers had yet to be identified, so it might just is a rival nation that attacked. And if it was, it was up to the leaders of the nation to get involved. If it was some outside force that had done it, would kami have come and told them?
"We'll go find out what's going on, alright Bulma?" Goku said, before turning to Vegeta. "You up for checking this out?"
Vegeta growled. "Of course I am!"
"Great, than lets go. We'll be back soon Bulma!" Goku said, as the fighters lifted off the ground and started toward southern city.
* Everyone seems kinda relaxed about the attack, but that feeling won't last long as the team arrives in southern city. Stay tuned! ^-^ *