Too Much Alike
Chapter 1
It was a beautiful balmy summer day. Most of the gang was grouped together at the Kame house. But why? It was Krillin's wedding of course. Krillin had actully persuaded Maron to marry him through gifts and a huge diamond ring. She loved it so much she said yes.
The group was all seated behind the Kame house. Everyone was there, even Launch, all except for Goku, Vegeta, and Piccolo. Piccolo was off meditating somewhere. Goku was off somewhere in space doing who knows what, most likely training. Vegeta had gone off to find him after hearing he was alive. He would do what ever it took to achieve Super Saiyan, even if it meant asking him face to face. It would be a blow to his pride, but he did not care. 'Maybe I'll beat the secret out of him', he thought smirking, while soaring through the hushed heavens.
Back on earth was a much more happier tone of presence.
"Do you take this woman to be your wife?" asked the priest.
"I do." said an excited Krillen.
"Do you take this man to be your husband?" asked again the priest.
"I guess." said Maron in a bored tone.
"Well, she looks thrilled." said Chi Chi sarcastically.
"It's probably because she doesn't even care for him. You know the first she's going to do is cheat on him." exclaimed Bulma.
"Oh come on guys, Krillin's finally found someone and is happy for once, can't we just be a little happy for him?" whispered Yamcha.
"No!" they whispered simultaneous.
"Ahem!"announced the priest.
"Sorry."they replied.
"Now then, you are now pronounced husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride." said thepriest.
Krillen kissed Maron, and the others cheered. Afterward there was a lot of chowing down and mingling . Later there was dancing, with Gohan dancing with Chi Chi, Bulma with Yamcha, and Launch with Tien. "Well this is a bit awkward." said Tien. "Hehee, a little I guess, but it's been a long time, it's actually pretty nice" said Launch."Haha, just as long as you don't sneeze." "Hahaha, your funny." The rest of festivities continued on until the sun hugged the edge of the ocean. The next thing they knew they were leaving, while Krillin and Maron was setting off for their honeymoon. Roshi wanted to come too, but they both said no, or more like Krillen knocked him upside the head.
About six months had passed since. The fight with Garlic Jr. had come and gone. Yamcha was over at Capsule Corp. hanging out with Bulma.
"Whew, it's so good to be alive and in peace again." said a relaxed Yamcha.
"You said it Yamcha!" exclaimed Puar.
"It does seems like forever since it's been like this huh?" asked a daydreaming Bulma.
"Yep, all we need now is Goku to come back and everything will be right in the universe again." said Yamcha.
"Yeah, but I wonder what will happen with Vegeta though." asked Bulma.
"Huh? Vegeta? What are you talking about?" asked Yamcha.
"Oh nothing, I 'm just wondering if he comes back what he will do. He has no where to go, so I guess he can still stay here." Bulma said.
"Are you kidding me? That jerk doesn't deserve to live in a place like this." Yamcha said furiously.
"Look Yamcha, I know how you feel, but he helped against Frieza and helped us figure out how to bring Krillen back with you guys." Bulma said.
"He pretty much done that for selfish reasons, and besides, he killed me. Remember?"Yamcha asked, now hurt a little.
"He didn't kill you, one of those green things did." Bulma put matter of factly.
"Bulma!" Yamcha yelled.
"I know, I-I know. Sorry Yamcha. But if he asks to stay I won't say no. I won't leave anyone on the streets." Bulma said.
"Hmph. He'd do just fine if you ask me." said Yamcha.
"Well your father said that ship he took would be out of gas anytime now." said Mrs. Briefs walking onto the balcony.
Just then Yamcha felt a familiar power level. He looked up and saw the ship as if it was a shooting star barreling down from the heavens.
"He's back!" Yamcha yelled.
Just then the flying object crashed into the front lawn. Everyone had gathered in front of it, as the hatches unlocked and the door opened up. The dark figure emerged.
AN: Fixed it up a bit. Never got to really look it over and correct certain things.