Chapter 3:

Vegeta Saves the Day

"Who the hell are you?" One of the men asked as they cracked their knuckles. Vegeta said nothing, but slowly made his way towards the group.

"I asked you a question," the thug insisted. Again, Vegeta said nothing. He continued to walk until he was a foot away from the man.

"I have no time for this."

The man angrily threw a punch Vegeta's way. Vegeta caught his fist, squeezed until you could hear every finger break, and then threw the man behind him. The thug landed 100ft away with a loud thump. His screams echoed through the night sky.

The rest of the men got in position for battle. Only the undershirt man stepped back and continued to hold Chi-Chi as a hostage. The men all charged at Vegeta, and one by one they went down like flies. Within the minute, the men were all curled up on the floor. The man in the undershirt began shaking with fear. Vegeta began slowly walking towards him.

"Stay away from me man, or I swear, your dead." He pulled a pistol out from behind him. Vegeta just kept walking towards him as if nothing out of the normal had happened. The man started freaking out and fired the pistol three times at Vegeta. Chi-Chi screamed, frighted by the thought that Vegeta might have been killed.

Vegeta had stopped in his tracks when the man had fired the pistol, and now was smirking. His hand was hovering over his chest. He moved his hand to his side and dropped 3 bullets on the floor. The mans eyes grew wide and terrified as he realized what had just happened. Vegeta started moving towards him again. The man in the undershirt grabbed Chi-Chi harder, and pulled her closer to him. He aimed the pistol at her head now.

"Stop right there, or I swear to Kami she'll-"

His sentence was lost as Vegeta's fist connected to his jaw, sending him up into the air and back down on the pavement. Vegeta had moved so fast Chi-Chi did not even notice when he had arrived next to her.

Vegeta turned to face her, gave her a once over look, and then asked if she was hurt. Chi-Chi shook her head no, unable to speck yet.

"Good. Lets go," he said and started walking towards his car. Chi-Chi looked around at all the men laying on the street groaning, then back at Vegeta's retreating body; she followed Vegeta to his car. Chi-Chi got into the car and Vegeta sped off before she could even close the door. He sped down street after street, and ran a few red lights. There was no one out driving or walking around. The streets were dark and quiet. Vegeta pulled up into an apartment complex that, even in the night, looked dirty and unkept. He parked his car in a residential spot, and turned off the engine. Chi-Chi looked around confused.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"My place," he answered, and opened his car door.

"I don't want to be here, can you please just take me to my house? I'll pay you for your troubles," Chi-Chi said digging through her bag for her wallet.

"I don't need any cash from the likes of you. I'm not taking you home until the morning. It's too dangerous to try and get out of this place at night." He got out of his car and started walking towards the apartments. Chi-Chi got out as well and turned to face him.

"Can't you take them? Look what you just did to those other men. I'm sure you can handle it," she yelled to his back. Vegeta turned around to face her.

"I can, but you can't," was his response. He continued his walk back to the apartments.

Chi-Chi slammed the car door in frustration and walked after Vegeta.


Vegeta lived on the sixth floor in the last apartment on the right. He unlocked his front door and turned on some lights before Chi-Chi decided to follow him inside.

"Lock the door behind you," Vegeta said as he walked into the kitchen. Chi-Chi did as she was told.

As she walked further into his apartment she started to take in her surroundings. There was nothing to Vegeta's apartment. It was as simple as could be. When you entered inside the first thing you stumble upon is the living room, which consisted of an old 22" inch TV, and a raggedy 3 seater white couch. To the left of that was a small kitchen that could only fit one person at a time in it. To the right was a bedroom, which probably had the bathroom attached to it. There was a small balcony just outside the living room, and that was it. Nothing more to the place. Chi-Chi made her way to the couch and sat down in the middle. Vegeta came out of the kitchen with a bag of chips.

"You can have the couch for tonight. Don't disturb me and there will be no problems. I'll take you home in the morning," He said and started making his way towards the bedroom.

"Wait, what if I need to use the bathroom? Am I just suppose to hold it, or pee on myself," she asked.

"As long as you don't mess up my couch or my floors, that's fine."

"Vegeta!"

Vegeta stopped and stared at her for a long while. It started to make Chi-Chi feel uncomfortable, and she squirmed in her seat.

"What?" She asked after a minute or so had gone by where he had said nothing, just stared.

"How did you know that?" He questioned.

"Know what?" Chi-Chi asked confused.

"Know my name is Vegeta." Chi-Chi looked at him in somewhat of a shocked state. She did not know how to answer that. She seemed to always forget she was not herself when she was around Vegeta. "I'm sure we have never met before, except earlier today when you bumped into me, and even then you had called me by name," he continued on to say.

Chi-Chi had to think hard, and quick to figure out how to answer his question.

"Uhh, Chi-Chi had a picture of you at her place, and explained to me who you were," she said praying that he would believe her.

He raised an eyebrow at her, but seemed to take her word for it. Chi-Chi relaxed a little bit. He went and sat next to her on the couch.

"What else did she say about me?" He asked curiously.

"Oh, that your Bulma's friend."

"That's all?"

"Yes, I'm sure of it." He nodded and then reached behind the couch for the remote to the TV.

He turned on the TV and the nightly news greeted them with the top stories of the day. Chi-Chi listened to hear if anything interesting had taken place that day. Her attention peaked when Bulma appeared on the screen.

"Turn it up please," she asked Vegeta. He did as was asked and they both listened intently to what Bulma had to say.

"Today, on the nightly news we have billionaire heiress Bulma Briefs pleading for any information anyone might have on the disappearance of her friend Chi-Chi Mai," the anchor woman said. The TV switched over to a video taped earlier of Bulma in front of Chi-Chi's apartment complex.. Another anchor man said something, and then passed the mic to Bulma.

"Please, if anyone has seen Chi-Chi Mai, or have heard from her in the past 24 hours, please contact Capsule Corporation. Any useful information will have a cash reward," Bulma said as tears began forming in her eyes.

The video was cut off and went back to the nightly news. Vegeta turned the TV off after that, and placed the remote back behind the sofa. He turned to look at Chi-Chi, and after a brief moment of silence attempted to see if she was alright.

"Your not crying, are you?"

Chi-Chi shook her head no, and turned to look at him with the best smile she could muster.

"Good," Vegeta said and got up from the couch. "I'm going to bed, don't touch anything and you"ll make it home in one piece."

Vegeta began walking away towards his bedroom. "Wait," Chi-Chi said stopping him in his tracks again.

"I need to use the bathroom," she said shyly.

Vegeta rolled his eyes in frustration and sat back down on the couch. "Go to the bathroom," he demanded.

Chi-Chi did as she was told and made her way to the bedroom. She switched on a light so she wouldn't trip over and break anything. Once the room was illuminated with light Chi-Chi saw that Vegeta had nothing in his small room but a mattress on the floor, a lamp on the left side, a ceiling fan hanging above it, and a chester draw on the wall to the right of the door. There were two doors to the left of the door. The whole room was carpeted in an ugly brown, that had seen better days, and was in desperate need of a cleaning. Chi-Chi took off her shoes and opened the first door. She was welcomed by a closet with very few shirts, pants, and 3 pairs of shoes. She closed the closet door and opened the second door, that lead to the bathroom. The bathroom was as big as the closet, filled with the basics, a shower, a toilet, and a sink, nothing more, nothing less. Chi-Chi locked the door behind her and used the bathroom as quickly as she could.

When she was finished, she had the urge to clean the bathroom. It wasn't filthy, but she could see the dirt on the bottom of her foot. The urge became overpowering and before she knew it, Chi-Chi had gotten the white hand towel and began cleaning the counter, the sink, the floors, the shower, and finally the toilet seat. By the time she was done, the hand towel was black as soot, but the bathroom looked white and clean. She washed the hand towel over and over, for about an hour before it got it's original white color came back. She placed it back where she had got it and left the bathroom.

She made her way back to the living room and found Vegeta fast asleep on the sofa. He had an angry scrawl on him face that made Chi-Chi laugh. Even in his sleep Vegeta seemed angry at the world. Vegeta's body had taken up the whole couch, there was nowhere for Chi-Chi to sit, much less sleep, unless she was to sleep on top of him, and by then she would have had her will made, and had picked out a good place to bury her body. She laughed again at that thought. Chi-Chi just made her way back to the bedroom. There was no need for her not to use the bed now. She took her shoes off at the door and made her way to the mattress. She dropped her body onto it, and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.


Chi-Chi woke up to the feeling of something jabbing her in the ribs. She turned on her other side to try an get rid of the pain.

"Get up woman, its morning. And what the hell are you doing in my bed?"

Chi-Chi's eyes opened wide to the sound of Vegeta's voice. She sat up quickly, looked around, and groaned when she remembered where she was, and what had gone down the night before.

"Answer me woman," Vegeta shouted.

"Stop shouting Vegeta," Chi-Chi said as she placed two fingers to her temple, and tried to rub away a migraine.

Angry, but not willing to argue so early in the morning, Vegeta walks away frustrated and heads into his bathroom. Chi-Chi gets up from the mattress just as Vegeta came storming out of the bathroom, his face red as a tomato.

"Did you clean the bathroom?" He asked as he clutched his fist.

Chi-Chi nodded slightly, too scared to think of what he was going to do to her. Vegeta threw up his hands in utter frustration and stormed out of the room leaving a trail of foul mouthed curse words following him.

He returned moments later, calmer and less red faced. "Are you ready?" He asked in as civilized a voice as he could muster.

"Yes," Chi-Chi said carefully. Vegeta walked away, and in the living room Chi-Chi could hear him grab his keys and then unlock the front door. Chi-Chi quickly grabbed her things and made her way out the door as well.


On the ride home, Chi-Chi sat and looked out the window. She was lost in her thoughts. Another day had gone by, and she was nowhere closer to her goal. Things needed to be done, and they needed to be done fast. She needed to see Goku today, but she couldn't figure out how, without rising suspicion.

Vegeta's phone rang, leading Chi-Chi out of her thoughts for a few seconds. Vegeta picked up him cell phone and grumbled a hello. A woman's voice could be clearly heard on the other line. Chi-Chi couldn't make out the words she was saying, but she could guess from Vegeta's answers what the conversation was about.

"Why would I want to sit around and wait like you people. I told you woman, if the other woman wants to come back, she'll come back," Vegeta said into the receiver.

Chi-Chi's attention peaked up at that moment. They were talking about her.

"Oh, come on Bulma, don't pull that on me-" Vegeta had started saying.

Chi-Chi pulled the phone away from his ears before he could finish what he had to say, "I want to go," she said.

Vegeta yanked his arm from out of Chi-Chi's grasp and gave her a look that said 'touch me again and you'll have no arm.' He didn't answer Chi-Chi, but instead went back to the phone call.

"Hello? OK woman, I've decided to go over to your damn house, and I'm bringing a guest," Vegeta told Bulma.

Chi-Chi squealed on the inside. She might be able to accomplish something that day after all, because where ever Bulma was, Goku was never far behind.


Chi-Chi made Vegeta take her home so she could change her clothes before they made there way to capsule corp. Vegeta sulked the whole time. He sat in the car as Chi-Chi changed into another dress, that reached her to the knees and was a nice bright red. It was another spring dress, that tied around the back. Vegeta honked at least 10 times in the 5 minutes she had gone inside to freshen up. When Chi-Chi got back to the car she was greeted with Vegeta's attitude.

"What took you so long?" He said as he sped down the streets.

"I was gone for five minutes. Have some patients," Chi-Chi told him.

Vegeta stepped on the brakes, hard, as the streetlight in front of him turned red. Chi-Chi thanked Kami that she was wearing her seat-belt at that moment, otherwise she would have been flying out of the window, something she was sure Vegeta wouldn't mind.

"I can't wait to be rid of you. Your more trouble than your worth," Vegeta told her as the light turned green and he drove off.

It was hard for Chi-Chi to believe, but she was actually hurt by his comment. She shoved the feeling aside and just looked outside the side window.

"Don't worry, you'll be rid of me soon enough," she said under her breath.

Vegeta could not understand what she had said, but he had to have the last say. "I don't even know why I put up with you," he muttered.

Chi-Chi just folded her arms. Now more than ever, she wished she was at capsule corporation surrounded by the loving comfort of her friends.


Bulma opened the door a minute after Vegeta had banged so hard it nearly fell off the hinges.

"Hello Vegeta-" Bulma's words got stuck in her throat when she saw Chi-Chi standing behind Vegeta.

"Amaya," she said in shock.

"Hello," Chi-Chi said awkwardly.

Bulma looked from Vegeta to Chi-Chi three times before realizing what she was doing. "I'm so sorry, please come in you guys," she excused herself.

Vegeta pushed past her and made his way down the hall. Chi-Chi waited for Bulma to lead the way. They walked in awkward silence for a few seconds before Bulma sparked conversation.

"So, Amaya, you know Vegeta as well?"

"Yeah...unfortunately," Chi-Chi said the last part under her breath.

"If you don't mind me asking, how do you know him?"

"Its a long story," Chi-Chi said not really wanting to retell the story.

Bulma wasn't satisfied with that answer, but she nodded anyways and just kept walking down the hall. They made it into the foyer and Chi-Chi looked upon the faces of most of her friends. They were all looking at Vegeta with confusion. 18, Lunch, and Tien looked from Vegeta to Bulma. Yancha, who sat in the corner farthest from Vegeta, didn't bother to hide his frustration at him being around. Goku was the first to acknowledge Chi-Chi standing in the room.

"Who's your friend Bulma?" He asked sweetly.

"She's Vegeta's friend, and her names Amaya," Bulma told them.

"She's not my friend," Vegeta said defensively.

"Geez Vegeta, can you be any ruder," Krillan said as he got up from his chair to go and introduce himself to Chi-Chi.

"I'm Krillan," He said as he took hold of Chi-Chi's hand to shake it. "That over there is Yancha, 18, Lunch, Tien, and Goku," He said pointing out all of them individually.

"Hello everyone," Chi-Chi said with a wave.

Krillan went back to his seat next to 18, and Chi-Chi took the empty seat next to Goku. Bulma began speaking to everyone.

"Ok guys, so we're here to discuss the plan before we head out," Bulma announced.

"What plan," Chi-Chi whispered to myself.

Goku leaned over to Chi-Chi and whispered into her ear. "We're going out to look for Chi-Chi today."

Chi-Chi could feel her cheeks get hot, and she knew she was blushing. Her heart began to race, and she felt like she was her old self again, just sitting around with Goku doing absolutely nothing but basking in the comfort of each others company. Chi-Chi closed her eyes and flashbacks of her easier days came rushing back to her. She missed her old body, she missed her life. She could feel the tears coming, and before she let them fall, she excused herself, and went down the hall to the bathroom.

In the bathroom Chi-Chi soaked her face with water and tried to talk herself down.

"Keep it together Chi. You can do this!"

"Are you sure about that?"

Chi-Chi jumped back a little, scared, and then searched around the room. She looked back into the mirror and found Usire staring back at her. Chi-Chi folded her arms as her mood turned from bad to worst.

"What do you want?" She asked with an attitude.

"Ouch! Is that any way to talk to the person that holds your life in there hands, literally," he said pretending to be offended.

"Usire, what do you want?" Chi-Chi asked again.

"I just wanted to remind you that you have six days left."

"I KNOW!" Chi-Chi screamed in frustration.

Usire disappeared after the outburst, and a knock was heard on the bathroom door.

"Everything ok in there?" Bulma said through the door.

Chi-Chi calmed herself, and opened the door. "Yeah, everything is fine," She told Bulma as she stepped out of the bathroom. They both made there way back to the foyer.

"Alright, we all have our groups. Amaya, you can join anyone's group," Bulma said as everyone was getting ready to head out.

Chi-Chi knew this was the perfect opportunity to get closer to Goku, and she was going to take it. "I'll go with Goku, if he doesn't mind," she said.

Goku smiled widely, and Yancha made a joke in the background of how Chi-Chi couldn't stand to be around Vegeta either, and how she was his friend. Everyone laughed but Vegeta, who grunted loudly, and Chi-Chi who was lost in Goku's smile.

"Alright, I'll go with Vegeta then. Is everyone ready to head out," Bulma asked. Everyone nodded that they were in fact ready to go. "Ok, we'll meet back here at 8pm for dinner and to report on our findings."

With that said, everyone headed out the door and into there assigned cars. Chi-Chi was actually excited, something she had not been since the day she nearly died. She and Goku got into the car.

"Ready?" Goku asked her.

"Yes," she answered.

Goku started the car, and they drove off down the street, heading in the opposite direction of everyone else.


Thank you to my faithful readers. I love all the reviews. Some made me laugh, and helped me to finish writing Chapter 3. Thank you! Now i have to get writing on Chpater 4 ... and I don't really know how its going to turn out. LOL. It's a mystery to all of us now :)