Disclaimer: I've been thinking, if I owned Dragonball Z, then I wouldn't be writing a fanfic, because I wouldn't be a fan, I'd be the owner and I'd be writing an episode or movie or something like that. Anyways I don't own Dragonball Z so I'm going to type this next chapter instead of hiring some hot chick to do it for me… /sigh/

-notice: to all you hot chicks out there, please don't be offended by the hot chick comment-

The next chapter is about to begin, and I'd just like to say… that was the longest disclaimer/prologue I've written so far… God have mercy on my confidence…

Chapter 3: Tension

Soaring high over the seas, it was awhile before they broke the island chain of the archipelago revealing the continents of the major land masses. Krillin, Yamcha, and Tien quickly headed twoard the western region of the land straight for west city. Along the way they picked up a powerful but familiar ki level, the youngest and strongest Super Saiyan in the world; Gohan.

"Hey! Krillin!", Gohan cheered while waving.

"Gohan!" Krillin replied, "Hey there! Where's your dad?"

"Uh... He used instant transmission to get to Capsule Corp. as soon as he heard the news. Said he was starving!" Gohan laughed. His father, Goku, was truly amazing. It seemed every cell in his body was extraordinary, even his appetite. Krillin and the others laughed.

"Thats Goku for you. Always ready to eat!"

They continued flying, heading west passing over the smaller villages and towns and the large forest areas and rocky mountain ranges that seperated them. Eventually they entered West City and began the approach to Capsule Corp. Along the way Tien spoke up, "Hey you guys. I'm going to stop off a home and say hi to Launch, she's probably worried about me"

Krillin looked behind him and replied, "Depending on which mood she's in. If she's feeling a little 'blue' you just might be okay, but if she's in a 'bad blonde' mood, you're toast!". Everyone laughed a little lightly then including Tien: "Okay, I'll see you guys in a little bit then. I hope" he chidded before flying up ahead of them, charging his ki into a thick white aura for speed, and blasting off east, heading to a small village district. He had finally settled down with Launch and decided to live away from the city, most likely to get some good training in with out attracting too much attention. Like Goku, he'd be gone from home awhile, out training and on a constant adventure, but not as ofter and with shorter time intervals than Goku, nevertheless, Launch worried about him about as much as Chi-chi did Goku. Whether it was nervous depression for his safety or unacoustic anger for not sticking around to often, Launch pretty much took up Chi-chi's habits. Krillin finally lost sight of his three-eyed friend as he disappeared over the distant mountain ranges. Looking up ahead, Yamcha spotted the famous Capsule Corp. and slowed to a hover, as did Gohan and Krillin, diving in for a landing.

As they landed on the soft lawn, which was neatly cut earlier that morning, they looked around taking in theire surrounds. The buildings and structures all seemed to fit together and blend in well, excepting the new Gravity Chamber, which was a flourescent white glossed on the panned layer tiles. The inside used to be the same, however, Vegeta's intensive training had erode the beautiful panelling which iritated Bulma greatly. The old chamber had been worn out and became a deathtrap for Vegeta as it would malfuction, increasing the gravinty beyond its built in limits and the Saiyans own ablity. Once, he'd almost been crushed during a session that went from 240 times the earths gravity to 930. And yet, he still trained so hard, that he began causing the new gravitron damage and potentially converting this one into another deathtrap. Bulma said she'd refused to build another, had this one be destroyed, but the Saiyan Ouji just sneered.

"Hey!" Gohan cheerfully called out, "Hello! Anybody homed!?" He yelled cupping his hands around his mouth.

"Dammit boy! No shouting!", came the startling reply from the Gravity Chamber, a moment later, a sweating Vegeta emerged from the small building. "Hmpf, It's not like I was sleep or anything, you don't have to yell"

"How are you Vegeta" Krillin asked,

"Just peachy" came the sniding reply as Vegeta walked twoard the main building. 'Geez, whats with him?' thought Yamcha. Just then the main building doors slide open and Bulma, holding chibi-Trunks, comes out, followed by mirai-Trunks.

"Heya Bulma! Hi Trunks!" Gohan said.

"Hey," replied Trunks.

"Well hello there Gohan!" Said Bulma, "How you doin' kid?"

"I'm okay Bulma. Hey, have you seen my dad around here?"

Bulma frowned, "Unfortunately"

Just then, the doors once again parted and Goku stepped out of the building. He was carring a bowl that once held nachos, and had sour cream on his face. He walked up next to Bulma, who groaned loudly, wearing his patented, goofy, grin.

"Hey guys" he said to the others. Yamcha and Krillin just looked at Goku, trying to hold in there laughter.

"Hey dad!" Gohan said.

"Goku, can't you eat anything with out making a mess?" Yamcha chuckled.

Goku blinked, "Hunh?" he said, looking clueless,

"Arrgghh!" Vegeta roared, "Kakarot! Get yourself cleaned up! We have some training to do! I want to test my new skill".

"Boy, I could use a good match after that meal. I need the exercise" Goku said,

"Excercise?" Vegeta smirked, "You'll get more than excercise"

"Uhh, wait a minute Bulma" Yamcha said, "We missed the dinner party thing?"

"No," Bulma said, "but Goku thought he should have a 'light snack'" she said groaining.

"And by light snack, you mean he ate almost everything right?" Krillin said,

"Yeah, pretty much" Bulma replied, "I'm planing on going out to eat now but I had already spent my funds on the stuff Goku ate, You don't even want to go in the kitchen. Guess we can all put in right? Krillin? Yamcha?"

They both sweatdropped. They didn't mind spliting a bill, but spliting a bill that Goku had ordered from.

Meanwhile, over a small village in the East District, Tien flew through the skies at a blinding speed. Passing over the various cottages and houses, he put on even more speed with every minute. Finally, he cut his ki aura and flipped out of the air with a somersault. He landing infrom of a dirt trail, leading up to a small, two story house, finally, he'd reached his destination. Walking past the gate and up the walkway, he opened the door to the place he called home. Chiaotzu had sensed Tien's ki and was already waiting for him. As Tien stepped inside his house, the first thing he saw was the little emperor. "Tien! You're back!" Chiaotzu exclaimed, hovering twoard Tien.

"Yeah, I'm back little buddy" Tien replied. The next thing he saw, however, was the barrel of a .50 caliber desert eagle handgun. His eyes opened wide, all three of them, as he saw her pull the trigger. A flash of light, preluded the burst of fire that propelled the high caliber shell twoard his skull. Tien, was fast enought to dodge the bullet, but wasn't preparred for the slap he recieved across his cheek. He looked up to meet the eyes of a furious Launch in blonde form. 'Damn'

"Tien, where the hell you been all this time!" she began to berate him.

"I-"

"Shut the hell up! I'm not done yet!" she screamed cutting him off.

"But you asked me a ques-" he was cut off as he dodged more bullets. Chiaotzu watched with wide eyes.

"Hey! Didn't anyone ever teach you not to interupt a lady when she's speaking?"

"Uh..."

"So were the hell you been all this time!"

"..." Tien kept quiet not knowing if he was supposed to answer yet or if she was finished. Finally a glare from Launch told him she wanted an answer.

"Fighting." He said, "A group of aliens calling themselves Fushicho landed on earth today, seeking to conquer and sell the planet. So we intervened and-"

"Okay, thats enough, Geez you're boring me to death" she interrupted again.

"Hey!" pipped Chiaotzu, who had been keeping quiet this whole time. "Don't talk to Tein like that", After his sentence he immeadiately ducked down behind a couch to avoid the three rounds she fired off at him.

"Hey midget boy! Shut the hell up! I'm not talking to ya!", Chiaotzu remained hidden behind the couch.

"Erm.."

"So? How many did you get" she glanced back over at him.

"Uhh..." He said, holding up his fingers for reference, "Three"

"Three? How many were there?"

"I don't know..."

"Well how many did Goku get?" she glared at him. She'd always been on his case about being better than Goku and Krillin, even when they were all young, and she tended to get pretty upset whenever she heard Goku had out done him.

"I... don't know..."

"Why don't you know?"

"I wasn't looking, but if i had to guess, i'd say he took out half"

"Well then what the hell were you doing?"

"Erm... Lying on the ground"

"What!? You were sleeping on the job!?"

"No, actually I was unconcious for a bit. You see-"

"I know that! Dammit Tien, you're slacking. You need to get with the program, cowboy. You can't just let a bunch of aliens come from nowhere and knock you out and try to enslave your planet! What if Goku wasn't there hunh?"

"I'd probably be dead."

"Damn straight, you'd be! You remember what happened last time don't you? When those saiyans first came to earth..."

Tien began to tune out Launch, he didn't need the reminder. He could never forget that day, and sometimes, he wondered why he still put up with Vegeta. He still had a score to settle with him from the past. But it was too late now, they were somewhat allies now. Plus Vegeta was a Super Saiyan, there was no trying to beat him and settling a score now. He'd had a better chance at victory all those years ago when Vegeta was still evil. Then, as he continued to listen to Launch drone on, he wondered why he even put up with her. He knew though, it was her other side he felt compassion for, the innocent, sweet, blue-haired girl was the one he fell in love with, though she always liked him as a close friend. Unfortunately, he had to put up with her 'blone side' as well, even worse was this side had strong feelings for him. But he knew that he had to cope with her other side somehow so he endured it for the longest. He'd hoped that when he got here, he'd find the blue Launch, but he obviously came at the wrong time. He felt bad for Chiaotzu now, she must've been harrasing him all day. As Launch went on and on, he started to wonder about what the others were doing now, until.
Smack!!
"Hey! Are you listening to me!" Tien, rubbed his face. She hit harder than most of his opponents. She went on saying something about being ignored, left at home, and taken for granted as he sighed and wondered if this was what Gohan meant when he complained about his mother every once in awhile.

Meanwhile, Goku, Krillin, Yamcha, Vegeta, Bulma, Chi-chi, and mirai-Trunks were all seated in a fancy restaurant, The Guilded. Bulma had left the younger Trunks at home. Gohan, was also left at Capsule Corp., being too young to attend the restaurant. The restaurant was famous for its spices, something that was able to slow Goku's food consumption down a little bit. They were all telling Chi-chi and Bulma about how the invasion took place.

"And so," Trunks went on, "Father blasted the entire ship, blowing the thing to pieces."

"Yeah" said Krillin, "It was pretty anti-climatic. I'd expect more from Vegeta"

"What would you know? You're too weak to understand true power" snorted Vegeta.

"Anyways" Yamcha tried to change the subject, "Those aliens were kinda tough. They weren't much one on one, but they had the upperhand in numbers and were able to swarm me"

"Yeah," agreed Krillin, "Thats how they got me too"

"Ha! Thats because you two are weak" sneered the Prince of all Saiyans, "I was able to fight seven of them at one time, and I destroyed them all easily"

"Now, now Vegeta" said Goku, "I think your braging's carring you away. I could barely keep up with three at a time"

"Whatever Kakarot. That just means those humans have made you soft."

"Us humansare siting right here" Krillin said slightly annoyed.

"Oh, believe me, I can tell by your pathetic power readings" Vegeta laughed. Chi-chi and Bulma sat a little surprised. Krillin and Yamcha were bawling their fists and scowling. Then Trunks spoke up, "Dad, I think you've had a little too much to drink", he said, proceeding to take the Vodka Hurricane Vegeta had been drinking away from him. To everyones surprise, Vegeta smaeked Trunks' had away. "Don't touch boy!" he snapped, "I don't a saiyan elite like myself could become intoxicated by anything a lower class race could produce". He then began to laugh rather loudly as the surrounding tables glanced at him. Krillin began to sweat a little, 'Then last thing we need is a drunken Saiyan Prince. He's already got a foul attitude when he's sober!' he thought frantically. Goku raised an eyebrow at Vegeta. "Are you okay?" he asked. "I'm fine Kakarot! How many times do I have to tell you I don't need your concern!" Vegeta bellowed. Trunks hung his head in shame. But things only got worse.

"I just realized" Vegeta started, smirking at Krillin, "That you're all sweaty and nervous, Just like you were on the battlefield today"

Krillin looked haultingly at Vegeta, "What? I wasn't nervous"

"Yes you were" he insisted, "I saw your pitiful performance-"

"Father please" Trunks interupted

He glanced scornfully at Trunks "Quiet boy! I'm speaking!". He then turned his attention back to Krillin. Krillin could tell that Vegeta may have been a little tipsy, but he still thought that Vegeta was acting this way on purpose like always.

"You saw? I-I thought you were busy fighting" Krillin said half heartedly. He admitted to himself that his fighting today was sub par.

"Of course I saw, It was pathetic! And you call yourself a fighter. Half the damned time you were struggling to stay on your feet, and the other half you were unconcious."

"He did the best he could Vegeta!" Yamcha burst out, "Leave him alone!"

"Aww, how touching. Weaklings standing up for one another. Don't get carried away Yamcha. Even though you're performance was the best out of your little earthling squad, you were kissing the floor too."

"Well, everyone's not a Super Saiyan" Yamcha said with a tone of disgust.

Vegeta took this as an insult, "Your damned right. Personally, I don't think you could handle being a Super Saiyan, the power might overwhelm you"

"I don't give a damn about your Super Saiyan powers!" Yamcha yelled. By now, the whole restaurant was listening and confused by the conversation, things like 'whats a super saiyan?' and 'what powers are they talking about?'

"I think your jealous punk. Just because you're nothing but a weak, pathetic human, thats a sorry excuse for a warriors that can never amount to the true power of a saiyan."

Goku, although usaually clueless in high tense situations and arguments, was fully aware of what was happening, but said nothing as he thought that these two needed to vent their aggression. He'd noticed Vegeta's ego basically go 'Super Saiyan' with him, and also noticed Yamcha's jealousy twoards Vegeta becoming stronger and mating with Bulma.

"You know" said Yamcha, "That your son's mother is a 'weak, pathetic human'"

"I'm well aware of that" Vegeta sneered, everyone was completely shocked. "The only thing earthlings are good for, is interbreeding. I've noticed that through Kakarot's brat, it seems that this hybrid is far more powerful than a full blooded saiyan"

"How can you just say that!?" Yamcha exclaimed as Bulma began crying and Chi-chi tried to comfort her.

"Its true", Vegeta replied, "She's nothing more than a breeding tool-"

The punch came with such speed and intensive power, that it completely caught everyone off gaurd, especially Vegeta, who flew atleast 20 feet back, crashing into three tables. People screamed and desperately tried to get out of the way as Yamcha walked forward. Trunks and Krillin had risen to interfere, but Goku only forbade them. "These two need to vent" he said, "If we try to stop them, they would just attack us too, especially Vegeta." Trunks and Krillin just looked on with startled confusion. Yamcha got into a fighting position, summoning a powerful bluish-white ki aura around him.
"Thats it! Get up you snobby son of a bitch!" Yamcha roared.

Vegeta regained his composure and rose to his feet, "I've waited along time for this.." he said was as a ki aura similar to Yamcha's surrounded him as well. "This time, I'll kill you myself!" Vegeta yelled and charged at Yamcha who stepped back, squaring up. Vegeta launched his fist at Yamcha's scarred face, but it was blocked before impact. He also threw a punch which intercepted as well. Vegeta then launched into a fury of seemingly random punches and kicks that were actually a clever sequence of attacks. Yamcha did his best to keep from getting hit, avoiding or blocking everyone. Vegeta then threw a wide right hook, but as Yamcha moved to block it, Vegeta feignted his attack and swept the desert bandints legs. Knocked off his feet, Yamcha was helpless as Vegeta forced his elbow into his opponents gut, sending him forcefully into the ground. Vegeta then raised his foot to stamp Yamcha into the ground, but the latter caught the boot and twisted it to the side. Vegeta was too distracted by the pain to notice Yamcha had recovered, landing a hard kick to the head sending the prince flying into a wall. Yamcha charged Vegeta, and as the latter got up, landed a punch to his right temple sending him through the wall. As Vegeta flew out into the night sky Yamcha lept out of the window, cupping his hands to his side and began his chant, "Ka-me-ha-meehh-HAA!!" he yelled as he fired the blue beam and the flying saiyan prince. An explosion sounded as the blast hit its intended target, forcing Vegeta sending him flying through a small building and causing it to collapse.

Yamcha flew twoards the collapesed buliding, stopping directly above it. He felt no ki beneath the rubble. Just then he felt a tremendous increase in power and saw a golden light emitting from beneath the rubble. Vegeta emerged in an explosion of debrie and rushed Yamcha with a barrages of Super Saiyan powered attacks, before finally knocking him through a lightpole and onto the street. Yamcha got up in time to avoid the boot to the head, he then proceeding to blocking everything Vegeta threw at him until his guard faltered, allowing Vegeta to get a crucial right hook in, sending Yamcha flying straight through a car. When he got up, his right eye was closed shut, however he enveoped himself in a blue aura and lauched himsefl at Vegeta. He drew back his hand, letting his ki build inside them and they began to glow red, "Wolf Fang Rush!" He cried and began to attack Vegeta viciously. Yamcha's attacks were fast and unpredictable, catching Vegeta completely off gaurd. Vegeta was knocked back a couple feet before catching Yamcha with a ki blast that sent him a few feet backwards onto the ground. Vegeta then clutched his right arm, the pain was unberable, 'Somehow that loser managed to do something to my arm, but no matter he's finished'. Vegeta walked over to where Yamcha was laying, cringing on the ground. Vegeta looked at him in anger, his bruised and bloody face looking as if it were about to pop, "I don't know how you got so strong" Vegeta stated, "But its not strong enough". He then placed his foot on Yamcha's head, stamping it into the pavement.

"ARRGGGHHH!!" Yamcha cried out in pain. Vegeta merely pressed harder,

"It hurts doesn't it? I wish I knew how much pain I'm causing you so I could enjoy this more!" he began to laugh.

"Here, let me show you" Yamcha managed to say i'm between screams. He extended his arm out to Vegeta before firing a crucial ki-blast to the saiyan prince's face. Now Vegeta was the one to cry out in pain, he clutched his face in his hands and stumbled back a few feet before falling over.

"My face!!" he yelled "I can't see!! Dammit! You'll pay for that you pathetic fool!!"

Yamcha merely laughed before he passed out.

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