-Preceding the event of having learnt about Goku's whereabouts, Vegeta stole one of Capsule Corp's spaceship so as to look for the said Saiyan that defeated Frieza, in space. Unfortunately, to his dismay after several month of searching numerous planet, he realized that Goku's exact location was still a mystery to him and decided to head back to earth based on the assumptions that the latter may have already returned to his planet. Knowing that Kakarot would probably not be an easy target to defeat, he carried on his training on the spaceship itself, preparing to head for earth. His obsession to overcome the said saiyan that had surpassed him had overwhelmed his mind and he was determined to eliminate his greatest rival so he could accomplish his deepest desires which was to rule the world.
In the meantime on earth, Bulma, gathered with several of her friends on the balcony of her house, including her ex, they engaged in what seemed to be a pleasant dialogue, sipping on a cold drink enjoying the great summer day. Yamcha was hell bent on making an idiotic rap about some strange 'cat food' that he'd made it a must to relate the funny story to the blue haired girl that seemed to have had an appreciation for him in the past. Of course, this was only meant to drive the beautiful girl's attention to him. Yet; despite her incredible intellect, she seemed to still be attracted to that bad boy that had been her boyfriend for years. Except for the fact that ever since they returned on earth from their short adventure on namek, her mind had been straying on foreign lands and neither her or Yamcha had made a move so as to sort their past differences or even get back together.
"You goof! You're such a nut! Where did you come up with that?" A sweet smile braced her lips as she placed a comment on Yamcha's silly rap about 'cat food'. Of course the smile was purely due to some thoughts that had been occupying her mind previously. Her thoughts wasn't really on Yamcha at the moment. She'd been lost in a trance when she heard his ridiculous rap and decided to respond to it just so as to break the boredom of this gathering.
"That was from an old cat food commercial! Uron's hates it when I do that!" Yamcha replied with his own smile bracing his lips, truly happy about his success in driving the woman's attention to him while referring to the shapeshifting pig.
"I ate cat food once!" The talking pig stated in a trance and then as realization hit him right in the face, he jerked in disgust, adding: "oh man! I thought it was tuna fish!"
"I had a weird dream last night that Vegeta came back!" Bulma ignored Uron's comment and voiced out what had been preoccupying her mind lately. The smile on Yamcha's lips subsided and he stared at her in utter stupor. Did he hear what he thought he heard?
"What? Vegeta? You dreamt about him?" He spat bitterly, making no attempt to conceal his hatred for the man. After all, he was the reason he died in the first place. Not to mention that Bulma's sudden interest in this wicked saiyan had his heart aching. Yeah; it didn't please him at all to hear her talking about that jerk.
"You know actually he was pretty nice to me in the dream and a good kisser too!" A glint of excitement echoed through her voice, her eyes were dreamy and Yamcha narrowed his at her.
"What you kissed him?" Now this was totally out of league. He was annoyed by her sudden statement. Bulma had always been attracted to men that was a challenge. Why in the world would she dream about that jerk of an evil saiyan that caused the death of numerous people and contributed in destroying several planets.
"You know; it was just a dream Yamcha!" Bulma stated in her 'no big deal' tone. In fact; the excitement was still in her voice. She'd been wondering; how would that saiyan's kiss feel on her lips?
"Oh boy! You're jealous, aren't you? Admit it!" Uron's began to gesture weirdly with his left hand repeatedly, his eyes curved into semi-circle as he smiled, conveying his message politely so as not to piss Yamcha even more than he was already. In truth, he felt awkward to be in the middle of Yamcha and Bulma's conversation. The whole jealous boyfriend thing was quite uncomfortable to him.
"Right!" The latter's voice filled with sarcasm as he leaned back nonchalantly on his chair so as to feign indifference and to look cool. Hopefully, he'll still be appealing to the blue haired woman.
"Speaking of Vegeta! Your dad said that he should be running out of fuel soon!" The soothing sweet voice of Bulma's mother echoed around as she made her entrance on the balcony, holding a trait of some more cool drinks for the guests currently occupying her terrace. The elegant soft woman began to serve the drink with her usual sweet smile plastered on her face. Concern grazed Bulma's blue orbs as she listened to her mother intently.
"Umm? Vegeta is running out of fuel? Uhh?" She murmured anxiously to herself as she swirled around, the palm of both her hands resting on the nonskid metal of the terrace. Yamcha gave her a puzzled quick glance and subconsciously muttered an 'uh'. His eyes were wide open as he studied Bulma's worried expression, she stared at the sky with a strange loneliness overwhelming her blue irises. Could she actually be worried about that freak? He was probably imagining things and it was probably no big deal at all since knowing Bulma, she was indeed a caring woman. She hadn't failed to demonstrate her kindness when she'd invited the namekian to stay with her.
Vegeta had expected a soft landing when he'd entered the atmosphere of earth. To his bad luck, he was out of fuel and instead of a smooth landing, the spaceship crashed right in the garden of the Briefs' where he'd once stolen the machine. Earth gravity made things no easy for him either. Dusty dirty smokes surrounded the Briefs' garden as a result of his crash.
"Oh! I didn't know he has run out of gas! My goodness I doubt he's here for some tea..." Bulma's mother murmured sweetly holding her jar of tea in one hand and the trait of cup in another, as the liquid drip from the object onto the ground. Ignoring her comment, Yamcha stood up from his chair and rushed besides Bulma's mother with a threatening scowl hugging his thick black brows. He'd prepare himself for whatever was to happen next as he watched the door of the spaceship open slowly with some more smoke misting the entrance. Vegeta strode out confidently, eye closed and arms crossed over his torse. Yamcha gritted his teeth at the guy as he adopted his fighting stance; fist hanging in mid-air in front of him. Finally, the alien saiyan noticed him and paused in his track to glare at him.
"Vegeta! What do you want, uhh?" He spat bitterly as he maintained his fighting stance, waiting for the saiyan's answer. The prince took Yamcha's stance as a direct challenge of confrontation.
"Oh my! Maybe you'd prefer some coffee!" The blonde mother was trembling under Vegeta's threatening glare, thrown in their direction. Bulma too stood beside her mother, a grave expression clouding her face as her hands rested on the back of her hip.
"I was hoping that Kakarot might have finally returned!" The prince of all saiyan answered calmly, yet stonily.
"Hmm what? No way! You never found him in space?" Yamcha was particularly stunned by this sudden information. Seizing this opportunity, Vegeta jumped from the stairs of the spaceship and landed on his feet effortlessly in front of the scared face man.
"Don't remind me! I'm angry enough to hurt somebody!" Vegeta declared his annoyance and the white-shirt bad boy cowered at his comment.
"Pounding you might just be the therapy I need!" He completed, glaring deeply in Yamcha's eyes.
"Hey guys! What's that awful smell?" Bulma remarked as she made her way toward both men. Shifting her attention to Vegeta, she grinned mischievously.
"Oh its you!" She poked at his white clothed, armored chest with her index finger and Vegeta slightly flinched under her touch. He hadn't expected the nerves of that woman. He had to admit, she surprised him. She was either extremely courageous or a big fool to try a risky act such as touching him.
"When is the last time you bath there bud?" Her beautifully defined waxed blue brows knitted together into a frown. Vegeta the prince of all saiyan, one of the most evil minion of frieza studied her in disbelief, finding himself at a lost of words as he held the gaze of the beautiful woman before him. It was only then that he'd noticed her properly. She was wearing a skinny red dress that accentuated her curves perfectly and was short enough to give a perfect view of her long legs; assorted with a yellow vest. Her extra-volume curly hair were pushed back with a blue headband for hair. If he wasn't such a tough guy, he'd actually admit that she was remarkably stunning.
"You need that! Please this way!" She slides her index finger flirtatiously across his armor before finger-pointing into her left for him to follow. Yamcha was appalled by the sudden boldness of Bulma while Vegeta simply stared at her quite lost in a trance, debating about whether to follow her or not. He too was confused by the strange actions of that woman. When he made no attempt to listen to her, Bulma paused in her track and glared at him from over his shoulder.
"Well what? You want me to roll out the red carpet?" Her sarcastic comment was.
"Uhh?" He was shocked at first, his right hand balled into a fist before him as his teeth clenched together in frustration. Sighing, he place both his hands on his narrow waist and decided to follow her nevertheless. He wasn't sure why he did what he did but there was something in that woman that draws him deeply to her. She was beautiful, confident and bold.
"Unreal!" Yamcha blinked several time as if to make sure that he wasn't dreaming at what he'd just witnessed.
"I hope she knows what she's doing!" Yamcha's flying pet responded, still staring in the direction both Vegeta and Bulma had went.
"Anyone wants some more tea?" Offered Bulma's mom sweetly but everyone was too busy watching the grumpy saiyan following the attractive female obediently as they made their way to the bathroom. Once she'd guided him till the bathroom, she offered to take his clothes and put them with a severe expression on her face in the washing machine. Tapping her hands together as if to clean them of the invisible dirt, she pinch the bridge of her nose, fanning the air beside her head so as to rid off the stinky smell. On a small cupboard outside the bathroom, Bulma place a pink shirt on the furniture before making her way to the door. Suddenly remembering something, she paused in her track and turned to the bathroom direction.
"Hey you! I left you some fresh clothes! Hello? You heard me in there?" She questioned like an excited young girl.
"I heard you!" He growled in irritation through the harsh sound of the shower.
"And leave now!" He ordered. He was confused as to why his body was reacting the way it did every time this woman ordered him around but for sure he needed to regain control of his actions.
"Oh well yes Master! Your wish is my command!" Bulma mocked to her turned before stomping outside of the small room.
'The female species is such an enigma!' He thought to himself as he stared at the spatter, the warm water brushed against his body in a pleasant relaxing therapy.
Outside on the terrace they were occupying before, Uron sat on a chair with both his arms entwined at the back of his head as he spoke: "yo! That Vegeta is nothing but trouble! So unpredictable! It's hard to tell what his motives are!"
"I think he just want to find Goku! Poor guy! He's obsessed!" Yamcha answered to his friend's statement. At the same time, Bulma opened the door and stepped on the terrace to join the two men's conversation.
"He's used to getting what he wants! That's all! He's like a spoiled little kid!" Bulma added to her turn not hiding the fact that she'd actually overheard their conversation. They were friends after all.
"Man! Sounds like you!" Yamcha commented with a flirtatious smile as he turned to glance at Bulma, with his right arm resting on the back of his chair.
Bulma simply rolled her eyes in annoyance, ignoring that comment, she placed her hands on her hips.
"Hello!" Vegeta's voice echoed across the room to the terrace and Bulma arched an eyebrow, her attention diverted to his demand.
"Servant woman! Bring me a drying cloth! At once!" His voice was dark, sexy and demanding. If he hadn't called her a servant, she would've probably find it sexy but right now the comment ignited some fire within her. That was right. She was pissed off. Turning her body fully in the direction of the bathroom door, she glared at the wooden material.
"Woman? Can you hear me?" Vegeta questioned, his hoarse voice maintaining its usual coldness.
"I hear you! But my name is Bulma and I am not your servant! So say please!" She yelled, filled with angst before turning away with an air of superiority, crossing her arms over her bosom.
"Ah! Forget about the stupid drying cloth then!" He dismissed coldly. His pride as a saiyan and his ego as a man didn't allow him to say 'please' to that woman.
"Suit yourself! Try to dry yourself you jerk!" Her sharp tongue shot back a response at the prince of all saiyan.
"What? Is this some kind of joke?" His harsh voice lashed out through the wooden door in disbelief.
"Is what a joke?" Bulma questioned quite puzzled.
"These garment that you left! Huh? Are they for a men or a woman? They're pink!" He clenched his teeth in frustration as he held the hideous fabric in his hand and studied it with disgust.
"Uhh huh! Come on! It's the style here!" He heard Bulma deride from the other side of the door as she winked at her friends and he grind his teeth together in annoyance.
"Wearing pink? How bizarre!" Vegeta observed in vexation while Yamcha and the others giggled outside at the saiyan's foolishness.
"This is ridiculous! I'm a warrior! Not a...a spring of flower!" His hands balled into fist as he walked out of the bathroom to join them on the terrace wearing a white t-shirt beneath the pink fabric and a yellow pant as he studied the ridiculous outfit he was in.
"Well! You smell good!" Bulma remarked flirtatiously and burst out into another series of crazy laughter accompanied by her friends.
"Stop that! Stop it or I'll blast you all!" He squawked his exasperation at them and they all stop to stare at him in stupor. They knew after all what he was capable of and they knew that they better not get on his nerves since he might as well do what he said he would.
"Listen up! Why are you so harsh? Just relax!" Bulma declared with a sweet smile bracing her lips. His teeth clenched again as his arms begin to quiver out of fury.
"If you want to find Goku! Just stay here! He'll come! I've known Goku since he was five year old! Trust me, he'll be back! I just know!" Bulma averred trying to convince the unsympathetic prince. He paused and gave her a foreign scrutiny. It was as if deep down he could understand what she meant. And it wasn't just about the superficiality of her words only. He understood the deeper meaning of her affection for Goku.
-At lunch time, Bulma had prepared an amazing barbecue to suit the needs of her guests and most importantly to please the austere man that sat in a chair on her terrace along with her ex and her friends. She had imagined that the poor guy must not have had a decent meal in a while. It indeed was considerate on her part though. Punching the table, while causing a glass full of juice to fall down and break, spilling the liquid all over the table in the process, he growled anxiously.
"So we failed after all! Frieza is still alive and he's coming!"
"Wait! How do you know? Maybe it could be somebody else! Come on!" Yamcha responded sourly. Vegeta closed his eyes and sighed.
"I know! I mean I'm suppose to know! Unlike you!" The prince reproached.
"Hey what's that supposed to mean?" Yamcha stood up from his chair completely infuriated, slamming the table in front of him. The two men glared menacingly at each other like two predators eyeing and studying their opponent, searching for a weakness to bring the other down.
"Hey Vegeta! Would you like some more barbecue sauce on your sparred?" Bulma questioned foolishly, interrupting the burdening tension that had built up between the two men and Yamcha paused so as to stare at her incredulously.
As in, was she serious? Vegeta let out a numb bleat, tightening his teeth as he stared at the beautiful woman from his peripheral and mumbled: "sure! Why not!"
After all, the saiyan prince's comfort was a prerequisite. To Bulma at-least. He felt like a real idiot, reacting and obeying so pathetically to that earthling woman. For some reasons; he couldn't help but feel drawn to her when she spoke to him with such concern and kindness in her voice. He could tell that deep down, part of him appreciated her for the effort she was investing on his pleasure.
Frieza on the other hand was in his spaceship preparing to land on earth so he could claim this new planet and extract his revenge from the filthy saiyans' that had dare ruin his plan when he was on namek. His father, King Cold, sat on his throne calmly, sipping at his flute of red whine as earth came into view. His face rested as support in the palm of his left hand while he waited calmly until the moment he'll finally set foot on the so called earth. Upon sensing the familiar threatening ki, Gohan rushed in his bedroom to rapidly put on the thick blue elastic gear that Vegeta gave him on namek, alongside with his pair of white gloves and boots, the strange armor made of a pliable white material and its heavy golden shoulder pads. Chichi entered her son's room after hearing the lourd commotion and confusingly, she stood still wondering what exactly the young boy was up to.
"Gohan? Are you going somewhere?" Chichi asked curiously.
"Sorry mom! I need to go!" He responded sternly before storming out of the room through the window and proceeded to fly toward the ki's direction. This ki was undoubtedly him! He knew it. It was Frieza. Flying at full speed, he wondered about Krillin.
"Krillin! Where are you?" He shouted through gritted teeth as he increased his speed. Soon after, Krillin caught up with him and as much as he wanted to greet the young boy, he couldn't since most of his focus was on the threat that had currently broke through the atmospherical layers of earth.
"Krillin! Are you sure it's Frieza? Can't it be someone else?" Gohan expressed his anxiety openly. The bald head Z fighter clenched his teeth as his hands balled up in fist.
"No Gohan! It's him! I know it!" Krillin responded before finally speeding up too.
-Apparently; Vegeta and Yamcha too seemed to have been alarmed by Frieza's sudden resurgence on planet earth. As Vegeta flew rapidly to its ki's spot, Yamcha followed at his track; having quite a hard time to keep up with the evil saiyan.
'Unbelievable! I can't believe how fast Vegeta is!' Yamcha thought to himself; 'I can barely keep up with him!'
In the meantime, Vegeta too was having an inner debate with his own-self.
'Perhaps kakarot wasn't as strong as I had imagined after all!Frieza is still alive and I can sense that his power level is even stronger and greater than before! But I'll soon show him! So he is mine!' The saiyan thought to himself with clamped teeth and fists closed in tight ball alongside the prominent pattern of his veins that flooded his skin. After what seemed to be half an hour flight, Vegeta finally landed and Yamcha followed behind. Except for the fact that their attention were both diverted to the sky.
"This is the place where he'll be touching down!"
"Are you sure Vegeta?" Yamcha swirled around so as to study the saiyan prince who looked strangely serious.
"Yes I'm sure! Now zip it!" The saiyan reprimanded quite circumvent. Yamcha glared at him but complied anyway.
"Hello down there!" The familiar voice of Bulma echoed in their surroundings before a Capsule Corp airplane came into view.
"It's Bulma!" Yamcha declared quite appalled causing Vegeta to glare back from over his shoulder as he stood confidently, arms crossed over his torse.
"Vegeta! Yamcha! I'm coming in!" Bulma wave at them eagerly before finally landing the machine skillfully in front of Yamcha. The lad kept on studying her in astonishment.
"What in the world are you two doing here?" Yamcha chastised her the moment she descended the vehicle. This had been the exact same thing Vegeta was willing to do. Thanks to a certain bad boy; the job was done.
"We came to see Frieza! I missed him on Namek and I am not going to let that happen again!"
"Are you crazy? Do you realize what he'll do when he finds you here?"
"Yes! Of course I do! He'll come down and blow off the planet! I wanna see him before he does it! What's so wrong with that?" Bulma proclaimed with determination. Yamcha studied her quite forestall. "Besides! I heard he is kind of cute!"
"It's amazing how every time you opened your mouth! You proved you're an idiot!" Vegeta seize the opportunity to scold her too. It appeared to him that this woman was completely stupid. He felt disgusted at her naivety. Right after; Tien and Tiatsu landed at the same exact spot where Vegeta and Yamcha stood.
"Tien? Tiatsu?" Yamcha felt relieved to see his friends. Upon noticing the latter; Tiatsu smiled eagerly.
"Vegeta! I didn't realize that you were going to be here too!" Tien glared in the direction of the said saiyan menacingly, removing his white scarf off his shoulders as he spoke.
"Is that okay?" Vegeta sneered.
"Doesn't matter! I still haven't forgotten what happened the last time we met! You disgust me! How can you stomach him Yamcha?" Tien spat bitterly.
"Hah! Loser!" Vegeta mocked contemptuously.
"What?!" Tien barked in displeasure.
"Hey! Cool it guys! This is no time to fight okay!" Yamcha stepped forward so as to shield Vegeta from Tien and vice versa as his hands paused in mid-air so as to beckon for Tien to stop. Tien let out a vexed scoff, straightened himself up and decided to adhere to Yamcha's order. The lad grieved.
"Humph!" Vegeta scoffed too and turned his back on Tien as he now faced the blue-hair female that so happened to be an enigma to him; Bulma. The woman confusingly shifted her beautiful blue irises from Tien to Vegeta.
"It's Frieza, isn't it?!" Tien questioned; "how long till he'll reached?"
"He could be here anytime soon!" Yamcha announced.
"Be quiet! I'd rather not have Frieza's scalper detect us because of your incessant jobbery! Besides, all this scary talk is upsetting the Namek!" Vegeta admonished.
"The namek?" Yamcha inquired particularly puzzled. His head suddenly jerk into the direction of a small hill where stood the green figure dress in a violet gear with his white cap caressing the harsh wind.
"Ah! Picolo!" Yamcha exclaimed flabbergasted followed by the shock on Tien and Tiatsu's face. The presence of Picolo on spot was a mystery to them. None of them, except from Vegeta had noticed his arrival.
"How long have you been standing there?" Yamcha questioned.
"Long enough to hear all of your senseless bickering. Hmph!" He declared cannily, glancing at them from over his shoulder. At the exact moment, Gohan and Krillin landed to their turn.
"Hey there!" Krillin greeted seriously.
"Wow! Gohan! Krillin you made it!" Bulma exclaimed happily, jumping like a small child at the sight of her two other friend.
"Hey! Any word from Goku?" Yamcha asked in concern while Gohan shook his head at him in disapproval. The sudden contentment that had graced the woman vanished and her shoulders slouched down limply as sadness clouded her face.
"J-just thought I'd ask!" Yamcha tried to justify when he'd realized that he'd ruin the female's mood.
"Hmmm! Huh! He's here!" Picolo shrieked suddenly, alarming his friend before the spaceship of the evil they'd once face on Namek finally came into view. Everyone stood petrified at the sudden apparition of Frieza's flying saucer. The machine flew over their spot as they watched in fright underneath it. Right after, it landed a few miles away. Everyone clamped their teeth as they stared in the direction of the spacecraft, trembling and quivering in fear.
"He's landing just over that ridge!" Krillin divulged.
"I-it's like I dreamed! F-Frieza! He's really here!" Gohan stammered in apprehension.
"Gohan! Try to focus bro! We need you!" Krillin invigorated.
"Now! There's no room for mistake! We need to keep our power level suppressed! Or else Frieza will pick us up on his scalpers!" Vegeta bellowed, sweating profusely.
"Ready?!" Picolo placed a reassuring hand on Gohan's left shoulder.
"Uhh! He he!" Gohan smirked before nodding with resolve. Picolo removed his hand and nodded too.
"This is crazy! I've never felt anything anywhere close to this amount of power I'm sensing right now!"
"I hate to say it Yamcha but this is only the tip of the iceberg!" Gohan averred.
"There's no way we'll last very long against a force like that!" Tien added.
"Hey! You guys are kidding right? I mean you're not suggesting that we attack him?" Yamcha sought for reassurance.
"Like Tien said we'll all be wiped out! I'm telling you! Frieza is a monster and attacking him is suicide!" He protested.
"But we have to try Yamcha! Unless we stop Frieza right here and now, you may as well kiss the entire planet goodbye!" Picolo announced and Yamcha studied the green guy in horrification.
"He's right you know?! You really have no choice! So what's say we put an end to all of this pathetic whimpering and go find Frieza before he finds us?!" Vegeta butted in.
-After a while; they indeed settled out with their ki suppressed so as to climb on top of the rocky peaks, trying to find the perfect spot so as to observe the movements of the almighty Frieza.
"I don't get it! Why me? I just got wished back to life!" Yamcha whispered quite exasperated to himself. Gohan, above him was trying to help Bulma to climb the stony pathway.
"I can't do this you guys!" Yamcha confessed through gritted teeth and both Bulma and Gohan gazed at him in confusion.
-Once at the top of a peak, everyone was suddenly alarmed by the feel of a foreign ki. One that no one had felt before. Vegeta gasped in dismay. They all fidgeted on spot, quivering like leaves at the power level that appeared to be far greater than the one of Frieza.
"Guys? Hey? What's going on?" Bulma took in their reaction and quickly understood that something wasn't right.
"I am sensing another huge power level a-and..." Krillin stammered.
"And this one makes Frieza seems like nothing!" Tien completed for Krillin, his voice filled with admiration and fright.
"Y-you know guys! It's not too late! We can still turn around and go home if we want! Right?"
"Be strong Yamcha!" Tien encouraged.
'Uhh! Incredible! I've never sensed anything like this before! Where would someone with this kind of power come from?' Vegeta thought to himself through tightened teeth, sweating profusely. Suddenly; the ground begin to tremble tremendously causing the Z fighters who were still far enough from the ship to gasp in bewilderment.
"Sounds like the fight has already started without us!" Tien announced.
"Somebody stop this thing! I wanna get off!" Bulma complained.
"It might be my dad!" The young kid Gohan contemplated.
"You think?" Krillin's brows arched up in realisation.
"Who else would try to take on Frieza alone?"
"I don't know!" Krillin stated curiously.
'Kakarot? No! I absolutely refuse to believe it! There's no way his power level could've increased this much! It's impossible! Even if he is a super saiyan!' Vegeta thought in complete disbelief. A ki-blast landed on a rocky ridge near their location and resulted into more quivering, before tremendous smokes could be seen.
"If that's Goku..." Krillin growled taking a few rapid step forward and decided to take off. Vegeta grasped his arm in time to prevent him from going anywhere:
"No! You'll give us all away! Until I know what we're dealing with, I prefer to remain unnoticed! So unless I tell you otherwise..."
Vegeta tossed Krillin agressively onto the ground and continued; "you stay put!"
Gohan hurried by Krillin's side, knelt down beside him so as to help the bald guy.
"Are you hurt?" Gohan questioned quite concerned as Krillin sat up.
"Just my pride!" Krillin conferred. "Man Gohan! What are we supposed to do?"
The young child shook his head in disapproval at his disheartened friend. Even the poor kid was confused and at a lost.
"What if Goku is actually over there? What if he needs our help right now when we're all just sitting here doing absolutely nothing?" Krillin punched a hole into the ground as a result of his burning angst and frustration. Vegeta and Picolo studied the frustrated baldy but decided to ignore him, shifting their attention back in the direction where their target was.
"Hey! Maybe it will help us all a little if we all sing a song!" Bulma proposed so as to break the stress hugging their surrounding. Admittedly; it wasn't really a brilliant move on her part.
"Shut up! You haven't have had one useful thing to say since you got here! Now you stay in the back and keep quiet woman! I don't have time for your stupidity right now!" Vegeta chided.
"What? Stupid?" Bulma studied him, wide eyes filled with shock and her lips curved into a pout. Clearly; she was offended by the Saiyan's words.
"Take that back!" Yamcha threatened. "Bulma isn't stupid!"
"So you think I'm smart then?" There seemed to be a lot of appreciation on the woman's part at Yamcha's indirect flattery. Him siding her was enough to brighten her mood.
"Well! I guess you're as smart as you can be! Being a girl and all!" The words slipped effortlessly out of Yamcha's mouth and Bulma proceeded to pinch his right ear while the latter whined in pain.
"I'm not letting go until you say you're sorry!" Bulma shouted.
"Alright! Alright! I'm sorry!" Yamcha complied. Staring at them; Gohan couldn't help but laugh. These two were really a stress reliever. Soon after; Krillin and Tiatsu too began to laugh.
"Oh you make me sick!" Bulma shouted very much displeased by all of this.
"This might just be our last chance to laugh you guys!" Krillin noted and effectively; he did draw some attention to him. Vegeta; deeply annoyed by this bunch of lourd mouth, glare at them vaguely from over his shoulder and began running in the direction of the smoke from the blast of earlier. Picolo followed at his track and soon after; the others got the message and began to do the same.
"Wait! Urrrgh! How could they just leave me behind like that?" She pouted.
"Does this mean we can go now?" Puar question politely.
"No! I won't turned back now! If they think they can ditch me cause I'm a girl! Well I'll show them what this girl can do! Those boys better watch out! Cause here I come!" Bulma declared in an exaggerated tone and chuckled evilly afterward. The floating cat simply studied her quite puzzled.
"Come on Puar! We'll teach those guys not to run off and leave us!" She grasped the cat's tail and dragged it along with her as she ran off into the direction the guys had taken off earlier. Finally; they reached a spot where they could get a view of the ongoing battle. Unfortunately, they were too far away from them to be able to distinguish the features of the three figure that floated in the air.
"What the..." Vegeta was appalled.
"Hey what's going on? I can't see!" Bulma complained. Clutching onto the white shirt of her ex, she studied the blasted spot in bewilderment.
"What in the world happened down there Yamcha?" Bulma questioned and even before the guy had the time to respond, another blast was visible. Everyone gasped, overwhelmed with terror.
"Everyone! Get down!" Krillin shouted at the top of his lungs urgently at his friends. If his assumptions were right; the second blast was huge and powerful enough to affect them even at their current distance. Once their surroundings was safe enough, everyone got on their foot and studied the tiny dots above.
"H-he beat Frieza! Effortlessly! B-but who is he?" Vegeta made no attempt to conceal his stupor as he felt Frieza's energy power dissipate into thin air. By his side, stood the green namekian; Picolo. He too was stunned by what has just took place.
"Oh no! Lets just hope this guy is on our side!" Krillin commented to his turn, both his and Gohan's eyes plastered on the figures floating above.
"You guys are crazy! They just look like tiny little dots way up there! How can you even tell who they are?" Bulma shielded her eyes from the sun as she stared up too.
"It's probably Goku, you guys! Mr. Super Saiyan! He has a nag for showing up at just the right time! Yeah he is such a stud!" She declared to Puar as she clasped her hands in admiration beside her face.
"No! That's not Goku! No way!" Yamcha notified.
"Uhh?" Both Puar and Bulma expressed quite confused.
"But he is definitely a super saiyan!" Yamcha announced. His pride deeply hurt by what the others were saying and unable to withstand their useless talk, Vegeta took off. Picolo and Gohan too followed at his track the moment they noticed his departure.
"See ya!" Krillin blurted to Gohan.
"Wait up!" Gohan tried to catch up to his friend too. Soon enough, only Yamcha, Puar and Bulma were left behind alone. Just as the bad boy was about to fly off too, Bulma blocked his way.
"Hold in bloody boy! I am not being left behind again!" She secured her arms around the bad boy's neck and he gave her a nod before sliding his right arm around her waist and then began to fly.
"Oh wow! Haha! This is great!" Bulma expressed her excitement and admiration.
"Stay still!" Yamcha declared. Soon enough, they reached the spot where a strange saiyan teen and King Cold were having a conversation. Pausing in mid-air near their spot, the small group of Z fighter, observed the two rival standing atop a peak with great curiosity. There eyes widened in bewilderment as they witness the golden hair boy extend a hand at the chest of the said King Cold and shot a blast right through his flesh, causing the alien to be propelled backward, blood gushing out of his mouth. The alien hit against another stony peaks and cried out in pain as his ass landed on the ground. He was beat enough to not be able to stand up against the young lad that had had a direct showdown with his son.
"H-he beat Frieza! Now him?" Krillin stammered in disbelief.
'Just who is this kid?' The prince of all saiyan wondered. The small group of Z fighters witnessed as the two rivals exchange a couple of words before the teen golden hair guy shot another blast at the battered alien, evaporating the guy into a piles of ashes. Soon enough; the alien's spaceship experienced the same fate.
"Wow! Just like that? Bam! They're gone!" Krillin couldn't really hide his shock. Everyone was just as surprised as he was.
"And it looks to me that this guy hasn't come anywhere close to breaking a sweat!" Tien added to his turn.
"Yeah! Lets just hope he doesn't decide to come after us!" Krillin observed.
The mysterious golden hair boy put his sword back into its scabbard and got back to his normal self; the saiyan aura dissipated. Shifting his gaze to the small group floating in air behind him, he gave them a friendly smirked. Gohan and Krillin seemed frightened by the stranger's stance.
"I'm heading off to a place near here to meet Goku! Would you guys like to come?" He offered politely.
"What?" Everyone exclaimed in pure shock.
"How weird! How does he know about my father?" Gohan questioned in a trance.
"Come on! It's this way!" The stranger pointed toward his left. "Goku should be arriving there in a couple of hours!"
"What?" Gohan was shocked again.
'Hmm! Alright! What's this guy up to?' Picolo seriously though to himself.
'I don't know who he is! But he is no super saiyan! Of that I'm certain! Kakarot and I are the only saiyan's left! He can't be one of us! It's impossible!' Vegeta thought quite incredulous despite everything he'd seen as he observed the young lad.
"Hey follow me! Don't worry I won't bite! This way!" The stranger stated again and then afterward, took off in the direction he'd indicated earlier.
"Well! I am going for it! He knows my dad!" Gohan expressed his determination.
"Yeah! Possibly! But how? We've known Goku his whole life!" Krillin added.
"He seems pretty cool to me! Plus he saved us from Frieza! He can't be all that bad uhh! I say we go!" Tien declared, earning him a few surprised look from Tiatsu.
"Well I don't trust that guy! No way!" Yamcha protested.
"You don't trust me either! I say go!" Bulma remarked.
"Definitely! I've got to find out who he is!" Vegeta smirked. Gohan was the first one to fly toward the stranger and Picolo followed behind. Everyone started to follow quietly right after that.
After sometimes, the stranger landed in a quite deserted area and the others too landed right behind him. Everyone studied him seriously as he removed a metal box from one of his pocket; picked up a capsule, press the button and then threw it onto the ground. A small square like metal box appeared at the spot he'd just threw the small device.
"Watch out guys! He's up to something!" Yamcha warned. Ignoring him, the young lad opened the square like object to reveal that it only was a small fridge.
"How about a cold drink! Goku is not due for two more hours! It's pretty hot and dry out here!" The stranger took a can from the fridge, open it and began to sip at it. Vegeta simply glared at the guy.
"Well! I don't see why not!" Bulma gladly accepted his offer. Yamcha seemed surprised by her shockingly laid back attitude.
"Yeah! Haha!" Gohan smiled running toward the small fridge.
"Wait! Gohan!" Krillin tried to stop the young boy but in vain.
"Chill out Krillin! They're just sodas!" Bulma expressed.
"Oh wow! What a great selection!" Gohan was impressed as his eyes wandered the shelves of the small fridge.
"Hey! I'm starting to like this guy! He has beer!" Bulma noted.
"Orange for me!" Gohan expressed happily, opening his can and took a sip. "Ah! Good stuff!"
"Yeah! Super!" Bulma agreed.
"Is there a grape guys?" Krillin questioned as he approached them too and Vegeta growled in annoyance.
"Uhh huh! Two grapes!" Gohan confirmed. Krillin picked up one can, stared at it curiously before sipping at it.
"Oh boy!" Krillin was amazed.
"Yeah!" Gohan smiled drinking his too. Bulma, she was studying the stranger with great curiosity as she sipped at her drink. Noticing her eyes on him, the young saiyan directed his attention to her.
"Have we met? You look so familiar?" She declared partly lost in a daze. The stranger seemed quite taken aback by her comment.
"Uhh! No sorry!" His voice sounded suspicious.
"Excuse me Mr. but how do you know my dad?" Gohan asked.
"Actually; I haven't met your dad before! I've only just heard about him!" The teenager confessed.
"Then how do you know he's gonna arrive at this spot in two hours?" Krillin questioned.
"Well! That's uhh...sorry I can't say!"
"Why not? I'll tell you! Because you're up to something! Tell us now tough guy! Who are you?" Vegeta seize the opportunity to assault the guy with questions that had been bothering him. The stranger diverted his gaze quite lost in a trance.
"I wish I could! Sorry!" He apologized, guilt visible from his face. It didn't went unnoticed by a certain green guy.
"When you defeated Frieza and that big guy! You were a super saiyan weren't you?" Gohan's curiosity got the best of him.
"Yes! Yes I was!" He confirmed.
"That's a lie!" Vegeta chastised and everyone stared at him curiously. "Look my friend! Kakarot; the one you call Goku and myself are the only saiyans left! Kakarot's kid there is half saiyan! So if you count him! That makes three of us! There's no way that you could have saiyan blood!"
At Vegeta's rational remark, everyone diverted their gaze back at the stranger curiously. Clearly the evil saiyan had made a point.
"Yeah but! We saw him! He just defeated Frieza and that huge guy all by himself!" Gohan noted.
"Well! I'm calling him a liar, not a weakling!" Vegeta clarified.
"Huh?" Gohan's eyes shifted back to the stranger.
"Oh!" Bulma remarked something unusual. The guy was dress in a black baggy pant, skinny black shirt, yellow shoes and a dark purple jacket that had the logo capsule corp on its sleeves. "Hey you've got our logo on your jacket! That's my dad's company! Are you one of our employees?"
"No! Not exactly! Just a fan!" The light blue hair teenager averred with a soft smile.
"Ohh! I see! Well tell me your name and I'll recommend you to dad!" Bulma offered.
"I...uhh...can't do that! I am sorry! I know its strange!"
"Oho! Mr. Mystery man!" Bulma complimented.
"Is it sure a secret name?" Tien remarked seriously.
"Yeah! Why can't I have a secret name! That's unfair! I bet you have a spy coding too!" Yamcha spat bitterly. He was jealous. There was no mistake about it.
"Knock it off you guys! You're all jealous! This guy just beat Frieza single-handedly! So there!" She directed her thumbs in the mystery man's direction.
"Hah!" Vegeta too seemed pissed off. Bulma chuckled and winked at the stranger who didn't fail to blush at her bold gestures.
"Oh!" She whispered upon noticing the scarlet cheeks of the young guy.
-One hour after; everyone sat down; some on the ground, others on rocks, Picolo was still standing and they awaited for Goku's spaceship. The stranger sat on a rock just a few meters away from where Vegeta was. The teenager kept glancing at Vegeta sneakily.
"What are you looking at?" Vegeta was bothered by his discrete scrutiny.
"Oh uhh! Nothing! It's just that I uhh...like your shirt!" The young mystery saiyan tried to come up with an excuse.
"You would!" Vegeta commented sarcastically, clearly suspicious. The young guy diverted his gaze immediately. Gohan on the contrary, tried to engage a conversation with Picolo in order so as to kill time.
"Hey Picolo! Do you mind if I ask you about something?" The small child took a few step toward the namekian's direction.
"What's that?"
"Well uhh! When Dende and the other nameks left to resettled on their new planet, you could've gone with them! I was wondering why you chose to stay with us? They're your people!"
"Well I might join them someday! But for now; I feel like my mission is here on earth! Sometimes connections between people run deeper than where they're from or what color skin they have!" Picolo smiled. Krillin and Bulma studied the two curiously before Bulma shifted her attention to both the mystery man and Vegeta.
"Hey now! Check this out! Is it me or do those two kind of look alike?" She whispered to Krillin, beckoning at the two saiyan's direction.
"Well now that you mentioned it; I can kind of see a resemblance! Well I mean just in looks. That other guys seems pretty nice but Vegeta has the personality of a stump!" Krillin noted.
"Well! He is a prince!" Bulma averred.
"So what?" Krillin couldn't make out the link between Vegeta being a jerk and his title as prince.
"Princes just have to act bored, like the world is not good enough for them!" Bulma whispered, covering her mouth slightly with the back of her hands.
"Vegeta seems more agitated than bored! Like he's got a bad case of hemorrhoid or something!" Krillin mocked. The young saiyan teen, tried to sneak another glance at Vegeta, but unfortunately got caught yet again.
"Why do you keep looking over here? Haven't you ever seen a pink shirt before? If you like it that much, you can have it!" Vegeta growled.
"No! No thank you!" The poor guy, diverted his gaze sheepishly.
"Then knock it off! Kid!" He scolded.
-Indeed; after one more hour, a spaceship came into view; though this one much tinier than the one of Frieza. Mere seconds went by before the machine landed heavily on the ground. It sounded more like a crash than a smooth landing. The small group of Z fighters alongside the evil saiyan and the mystery man hurried toward the spaceship. With the crash, a huge crater had formed and the machine seemed to be at the center of it.
"Wow! Check it out! There's a crater!" Gohan stated.
"Yeah no kidding! What a landing! I hope he has some airbags in that baby!" Krillin blurted out.
"Why? To protect the ship from Goku's head?" Yamcha mocked. The metal door of the ship suddenly opened, smokes surrounding it, before a hand gripped at its entrance for support and soon enough, Goku's head was visible. His friend began to chirp and jump in happiness at the sight of him. Surely they'd missed him a lot. The man of the show took sometime to understand what really was happening before he curiously asked them how they knew he was coming and he was then introduce to the mystery man who wished to have a few words with him in private. Indeed they'd distanced themselves from the group of Z fighters and the mystery man had conveyed that he'd arrived from the future. His sole purpose was to provide Goku with an antidote for the heart virus he was about to get three years from the current time. He explained a terrible event that was to take place. An event implicating some androids experiment that would be the cause of earth's destruction in the future. He even confide that Bulma and Vegeta was his parent and that he couldn't really tell them anything for the cause of his birth could be altered if those two were to know. Goku had agreed to keep his secret. After the young lad had taken off in his strange machine while waving goodbye to his newly made friends, Goku made his way back to the small group where he learned that due to Picolo's hearing, the green guy had heard everything. It was the namek who explained the matter to all of them, omitting the part of the said Trunk's birth source. The small group had claimed that they were going to train hard enough so they could be prepared for the events that were to take unfold in three years time.