Chapter 4

Saiyan Customs

SuperGirl

AN: please keep reviewing. This will be the start of some DBZ drama. I will do editing later on the chapters. Please keep reviewing. I enjoyed the bashing of Tights in the reviews- I love your reactions and comments. When a reader has a suggestion I will look at it, typically I will let a story hang out for a few days before the next chapter- seeing suggestions after posting helps me decided to add it or not. So Thank you to those who continue to review.

Sadly though in life people are cruel to one another. It is the struggles that define a relationship and help to create a bond.

I'm trying to get through the whole Freeza to before the Capsule explosion, so I might skip around. As for a flow or more fluid - I am trying to get through a part of Dragon-ball everyone knows about- It's a tad boring, but don't worry there will be explosions, passion and Tights… being Tights.

Please review and if you are a minor do not read.

Space… it was cold and dark. Vegeta had never been more pissed off in his life. 'Fucking Bitch!' he spat. He knew Tights was up to something. She needed him gone for what? Some prick Yamcha was returning? So what? He had destroyed all the training bots once awoken. There was no food on the ship, and he was sent to his death. Unless, he could figure out the coordination to a planet or a base. Vegeta kept pounding on the keyboard out of frustration. How long had he been traveling- how many days the pain in his stomach was unbearable. He could feel the dehydration- the water was almost gone there wasn't the travel rations in place. With an angry fist he slammed his hand down on the console.

A screen dropped down and flickered on. There was an office being broadcasting. "What the fuck?" Vegeta screamed. 'That's capsule corp.' he could see photos in frames on the desk of the Doctor. "Vegeta?" he heard a female voice. Vegeta's eyes widen some. A few moments later there stood Mrs. Briefs in front of the monitor on the other end- her eyes were open- waving. "Oh Vegeta!" The woman gushed. "What happened?" she asked looking into the monitor opening her eyes up.

"I don't fucking know!" he growled. "I woke up a few days ago on the ship! I can't figure out the way to change course. There is no water or food on here." Mrs. Briefs covered her mouth in shock. "Oh my dear!"

"Go get your husband!" Vegeta barked.

"Vegeta, he's in an important meeting sweetheart."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Vegeta growled.

"No Sweetie. Do you want the coordinates in standard galactic script translated so you understand them? Or do you want me to manually change the course for you from here?" she asked smiling.

"…"

"Vegeta?" Mrs. Briefs asked. Vegeta wasn't sure what happened he had assumed the mother wasn't bright. "How about this Dear. Let me run a merge between the information we got from Radditz's scouter and pod and compare it to your correct locations hmm? I'll run a translator for you too." Vegeta nodded with sweat dripping down. "Okie-dokie sweetie! I just need to so a tad hacking- My husband and his silly passwords-" Bunny Briefs giggled typing some. "Okay I found a base. Do you want me to re-route you Vegeta? It looks like a base Raditz had been to in his travel log."

"Yes. Please." Vegeta said nice as he could. OVERRIDE the computer stated in the ship. COURSE CHANGED.

"Sweetie, I'm updating the script on there to Galactic standard for you, that's what the scouters had. The download will be a few minutes… you should be able to understand the controls now. Oh and let me down load Raditz's scouter log so you can select your travel that way and if you want to come home? You can then travel easier." Bunny typed a few more things and a download screen showed up on one of the monitors in the ship. "Vegeta, I got chores to do… very busy." Vegeta nodded. "Okay sweetie, I got to go there are muffins cooking. I'll tell Bulma you called, Buh-bye!" she said closing the transmission.

"What the fuck was that?" Vegeta shouted. 'Was the whole family insane geniuses?' He looked on screen about the base she sent him to. 'That the base closes to Namek… I am going to see if anyone heard of Kakarotto…' Vegeta smirked. "Might as well cause damage before I return home." Vegeta needed a way to take his anger out, why not out on Freeza's men.

Months later…Back on Earth.

Bulma had started to pick up double shifts once Krillian and Yamcha were revived. Her mind had been wanting a distraction. Today however it was Labor Day, her friends were over for a Barbeque. Bulma had been trying not to think of Yamcha, but there he was. Tights decided to invite him over, it wasn't fair if everyone else was there, but him. Tights was going to have Jacuzzi party after Bulma's barbeque party ended. Tights would have some of Yamcha's friends or some fans of her novels over- probably for an orgy.

Bulma had been in her apartment for the get-together in the kitchen putting together few dishes. The guys were on the balcony talking about things. Yamcha informing Oolong and Krillian about getting back into baseball. Krillian informed Yamcha about his relationship ending with Marron. Bulma's mom decided to help Bulma out with the food.

"Your father says the ship will run out of fuel is over burning the fuel…" Mrs. Briefs told Bulma. Bulma sighed. It had been past 130 days- plus several months past that, the Nameks were gone and life was trying to get back to normal. "I just don't know why he just left." Bulma said. 'Was he that bent up about Goku not returning?' She knew Vegeta spent days training while on earth- he wanted to be a Super Saiyan so much. He had been getting along with her parents and he felt a connection with them. Then he left, he had promised to stay then left with no good-bye. 'He just used me like Yamcha did.' Bulma thought. 'Then again… I wanted to use him too.' Bulma frown wondering if she hadn't slept with the man if he would have stayed longer, or if he just wanted to fuck her. It was just sex, meant nothing to him.

A few hours went by after Bulma had placed ribs in her smoker on her balcony. It was nice to see Krillian and Oolang again. Tights even made an appearance, Krillian and oolong watched her Tights as she made sure the guys knew she was home. "Tonight if you guys are still around, I have a Jacuzzi party." Tights offered. Krillian nodded his head drooling. "Oh Tights that's so nice of you dear!" Mrs. Briefs said to her daughter. Tights smiled at the group. Yamcha turned a bit red looking at the blonde. Bulma noticed his reaction and knew how his mind worked. 'There probably sleeping together again.' Bulma frown at the thought, she wasn't jealous, she wasn't with Yamcha, it was hurtful more than anything and in her face- while at the same time Yamcha was trying to fix their 'relationship' or get a second one started.

"I have things to do. I have a new book I need to work on a few chapters! Sorry I can't stay for the barbeque, Sis. See you guys tonight." She said walking away. Yamcha watched Tights leave. It was clear to everyone she had wanted attention. This had made Bulma feel even more unwanted. It was at that moment Dr. Briefs ran out from the Ground floor looking up. "Bulma- what's up with your dad?" asked Krillian looking over the railing to the balcony. Mrs. Briefs and Bulma joined him and looked over. "I have no ide-" Mrs. Briefs was cut off as a large metal spear zoomed down with a crash. "My rose garden…"

The building shook some. "Vegeta!" Yamcha yelled standing up. Instinctively Yamcha wanted to fight the Saiyan and ran towards the crash. Krillian shook his head as Bulma, and Mrs. Briefs fallowed Yamcha. Bulma's heart raced fallowing Yamcha to the backside of the house to see if it really was Vegeta, alive. Krillian however leaned back in the chair and popped open a beer.

Yamcha was first of the group on the seen- watching as Vegeta exited the craft. Yamcha stood in stance ready to fight. Yamcha had been caught up on details of Vegeta's stay from Tights. Yamcha was not happy with the Saiyan, especially with the way he treated Tights and the rest of the family. Tights had even mentioned to Yamcha, she thought Vegeta even had taken advantage of Bulma- possibly abusive. After all- the day after Vegeta left, Tights saw marks on Bulma's neck she even took photos with her camera and pointed them out to Yamcha. Yamcha had even seen bite marks himself.

"What are you doing here?" Yamcha yelled powering up. Vegeta raised an eye brown ignoring him. Not sensing Kakarotto Vegeta walked past Yamcha and towards Bulma and her mother. "I had hoped Kakarotto has returned already...Looks like this ship must have been faster than Kakarotto's pod after all…" Vegeta said looking at Yamcha he then looked back at Bulma whose eyes were widen in surprise. "What do you mean, did you not find him? Is Goku not with you?" Yamcha was not happy, without Goku he couldn't fight Vegeta. "Don't remind me, I am angry enough I could blast someone." Vegeta growled.

"You need a bath." Bulma said locking eyes with Vegeta- who huffed. "Come on, let's get you cleaned." Bulma motioned for the house Vegeta grumbled fallowing Bulma behind without arguing. Yamcha stood there shocked. He expected a fight, he expect Bulma to be scared of Vegeta. Instead Vegeta was behaving not like Tights had said. Yamcha chased after the two, something wasn't right.

Vegeta and Bulma went to the 3rd floor with Yamcha joining them in the elevator at the last moment. Neither Bulma nor Vegeta looked at each other on the Elevator. "Your hair looks stupid." Vegeta commented to Bulma. "You look like a Treasure-Troll dressing up for Halloween and you smell like shit." Bulma replied not moving any. Yamcha stood behind the two on the ride up, preparing himself to battle the Saiyan. Bulma didn't seem to have any fear with the Saiyan. Yamcha noticed Vegeta's power level was much high then when he first came to earth. With a DING the three were in Bulma's apartment floor. Bulma lead Vegeta towards the bathroom Yamcha stood outside as Bulma grabbed towels form the closet, and shoved Vegeta in the guest room slamming the door. "Men!" Bulma huffed walked towards the balcony where Krillian was sitting.

"Servant WOMAN!" Yamcha's eyes widen. "Bulma, Ummm-Vegeta is yelling for you." Yamcha said looking toward the door the Saiyan was in. "What?! Can't I sit down?" Bulma said to Yamcha aspirated. "I'm not going in there!" Yamcha said point towards the door. "SERVANT WOMAN!" Bulma's mouth opened wide. "Did he just call me a mother-fucking-servant-woman!" she said. Yamcha gulped some back away and towards the Balcony and to his floating cat.

Bulma marched over to the door. "DID YOU CALL ME A SERVANT WOMAN!" she yelled. Vegeta chuckled inside the bathroom. "I require a drying cloth." Bulma fumed. "Anything else?" she spat. "Clothing." Bulma lowered her eyes. 'Mother-fucker. He is going to pay for that! How dare he!' Bulma thought. "I handed you a towel already!" Vegeta could be heard moving around. " Fine, I found it, I still require clothing!" he spat out.

Bulma huffed and went to the un-used bedroom fallowed by Puar to where she stored odd ends. She threw the door open. "Asshole! I knew it! I knew it! Men are all the same! ASSHOLES!" she screamed as she went through boxes. "Bulma" Puar said in a calming tone. Then Bulma stopped at a package from her mother for Vegeta for Christmas. A holiday he had missed. Bulma took the package and tore it open to find some clothing for Vegeta. "Bad-Man." She read looking at the pink bowling shirt. Bulma smirked, she needed to move the clothing out of his guest room, leaving no other options. "Bulma please don't" said Puar, but it was on death ears.

"Pink!" Everyone heard a few moments later. Bulma laughed a bit to herself, Puar giggled floating around. "It's the latest fashion here Vegeta!" Bulma said holding a laugh. "I am not a variety of Flower!" Vegeta stormed out wearing the bowling shirt. Krillian cracked up laughing, this caused Vegeta to growl more. "Fucking Pink!" he yelled at Bulma. Bulma shrugged and turned to her guest. Yamcha sat there in shock over their behavior. Vegeta growls some and sat across from Bulma like he would unless eating with her parents then next to her. Puar floated closer to Yamcha for protection.

"Freeza is on his way to earth." Vegeta said. Bulma looked over at Vegeta shocked as Krillian spit out his beer on to Oolong. "What?! Goku killed him right?" Krillian asked slamming his beer down. Vegeta growl some. "No unfortunately, Kakarotto allow him to live." The group fell quiet. Oolong looked around a bit scared, his bacon was cooked. "Oh well, Vegeta can handle him." Bulma said winking at Vegeta who looked down. "Freeza is with his father King Cold." Bulma gasped some hearing that from Vegeta. "Wait is he as strong as Freeza?" asked Krillian.

Sometime pass and the ribs were ready, Vegeta had filled the group in on how strong the beings are that were heading to earth. Bulma had quieted down as well as the rest of the group. "Vegeta, do you want some sauce?" she asked handing him a plate he nodded in agreement. "What are we going to do?" Krillian said to Yamcha. "It would be different if Goku was here, then we would have two Saiyans." Vegeta frown some. "Kakarotto is in the slowest ship, a space pod. You should be proud Bulma, your father designed a faster ship then Freeza's." Bulma sat there sinking everything in.

Bulma wanted to jump up and ask, 'Why did you come back? Did you just use me!'

"Wait, why did you come to earth if Freeza was fallowing you?" Yamcha said. Vegeta growled some. "I wasn't the one heading to Earth, it was Kakarotto, Freeza found him. I happened to been on a base at the right time, since I was sent there- I might as well look for the idiots using the bases technology. I cleared the base of its soldiers and resources. Then I spent all the fuel getting back on the fastest travel setting to beat them back home." Vegeta said making eye contact with Bulma. Her eyes widen hearing that. 'Home' echoed in Bulma's mind. 'Do you mean it Vegeta? Were you coming home?'

"Fuck there here." Vegeta growled looking up at the sky, looking back at Bulma he nodded and flew up and out of sight in seconds. "He is crazy!" Yamcha yelled. Krillian stood up from the table and flew behind Vegeta. 'Here we go again!' Krillian thought. Bulma was left with Oolong and the floating cat. 'Vegeta came back… why did he leave? If he wasn't going for Goku… wait Vegeta only understand the training controls… he must of hit the wrong button.' "Puar, are you coming?" Bulma asked. The cat frown some he knew he had no choice with Bulma. "Oolong-", Bulma looked around and the Pigman was gone. "Typical!" Bulma screamed and headed for the elevator dragging the floating cat by its tail.

Elsewhere… in a desert.

Vegeta stood look upwards he could feel the power coming towards the earth. Yamcha soon landed fallowed by Tien. "Listen Vegeta, we need to talk!" Yamcha said. "Fuck off!" Vegeta said to Yamcha. "Nice shirt, Vegeta." Tien said this caused Vegeta to scream. The Piccolo landed with Gohan not to far behind and Krillian. "There- they- all- are!" Vegeta growled. 'This is fucking great… best day fucking ever!' Vegeta thought.

"Hey guys!" Vegeta's eyes widen. "Why the fuck is she doing coming here!" Vegeta growled. Bulma and Puar stepped out of the craft. "I agree, Bulma the battlefield is no placed for a girl!" Yamcha said to Bulma as she approached the group. "What?" Bulma replied angrily. "Woman, go home!" Vegeta stated angrily. "Vegeta is right." Yamcha said stepping towards Bulma and the cat. "Neither of you can tell me what to do!" Bulma yelled back. "I didn't get a chance to see Freeza on Namek!" she shouted out.

Soon the arguments were died down as a ship appeared, Bulma found herself and the cat moved behind a boulder by Yamcha. The warriors grouped behind a large boulder and lowered their power level. Bulma found herself looking at Vegeta wanting to say something, but she wasn't sure what. Her mind was still wrapping around the fact he was home, but for how long?

****** Soon a bunch of events occurred and the writer (SuperGirl) didn't want to type out a bunch of events everyone reading already knew the occurred- anyhow… a boy with lavender hair appeared and slaughtered the whole ship, including Freeza and his Dad, King Cold. The boys said he was also waiting for Goku, he had also turned into a Super Saiyan. And there they were there waiting for Goku with a strange looking boy. I hate repeating things everyone knows so I will skim through this a bit- And SCENE ******

Vegeta was beyond enraged, this was just as bad as the day he awoke on the spaceship unconscious. He was pissed off the 'Weakling' was too close to Bulma, the 'Bald one' was too close to her whispering things looking at the boy with purple hair. Vegeta decided to go into a state of semi-meditation. 'The boy couldn't be Saiyan… his hair was too human.' Vegeta stared at the boy who looked away turning red. Vegeta tried to sense his Ki's aura. Time passed and the boy offered sodas to everyone. It was when the boy came up next to Bulma, Vegeta's eyes enlarged. There on the boys shoulder was a Capsule Corp. logo. That's when Vegeta felt it. 'There is some odd connection to the woman…' there energies were similar- like Kakarotto and Gohan had.

It was then Vegeta's thoughts were cut off when a space pod landed not too far from where they waited. Where the boy said Goku would return. Everyone ran towards the crater cheering. "Wow! You guys came!" Goku said smiling. Goku floated up from the ship and stopped at eye level with his friends. "How did you know I was going to be here?" Goku asked. Bulma pointed to the lavender haired boy. "This guy knew you were going to be here." Goku turned and looked at the boy. "Goku I need to talk to you. In private." Vegeta noticed the Ki of the boy wasn't similar to Goku, so the boy wasn't Kakarotto's. Vegeta wondered who the boy's parents were. The boy was in his older teen years, maybe sixteen or older, he had his Saiyan growth spurt. The boy couldn't be 100% Saiyan, maybe there were other Saiyans out there…

Soon after Goku and the boy powered up both were Super Saiyans. Vegeta's anger and jealousy grew. "Wow!" He could hear Gohan amazed by the power level from the two, the boy seemed more powerful than Kakarotto did. The boy spoke to Kakarotto some then Kakarotto fell over. "Oh god! Did you see that he pointed and Goku feel over!" Yamcha stated. Vegeta grumbled some. "They keep looking over here." Gohan said. "Did I hear my name?" Bulma asked.

More time went by and the boy left and Goku/ Kakarotto returned to the group. It was when the group were informed the boy was from the future and of their fate. In three years everything would change- Androids would come and kill them all in three years. The warriors discussed fighting and being prepared. Soon with the news everyone said their good-byes and went to train. Bulma had left last with Puar thinking of the day's events. Mostly her mind went around to Goku and what he said to her, "Have a healthy baby-Bulma." She wasn't sure what Goku meant. Yamcha's reaction wasn't good either. Vegeta disappeared right after that. There would be some awkwardness back home.

It had been a really long an crazy day. Bulma took her time arriving back to Capsule Corp. Both Yamcha and Vegeta would be there. When she had arrived Bulma noticed Vegeta was in the ship training. Most of the lights were off on the building too. She went to the third floor and decided to clean up from the barbeque earlier that day. When they left- they left everything out. It was something to get her mind off of the events that would occur in three years. She could hear giggling on the balcony below here, Tights had some people over for her Jacuzzi event. Bulma was sure that she wouldn't have much sleep, she didn't want to go down either to join her get together.

Hours went by and Vegeta left the capsule- it was dark out. He was enraged, not by Kakarotto stupid statement, or Yamcha trying to convenience Bulma to go back with him; no it was the Boy from the future. It made sense. The boy wore Capsule Corp. clothing, was from the future and was Saiyan. Vegeta wasn't an idiot, the Ki signature of the boy and Bulma were similar, the power was not the same, but the aura of the energy was similar. It was just the matter of when the boy would be born. Vegeta looked up and seen the Jacuzzi party was now indoors. Vegeta needed to reclaim his Princess. Vegeta didn't give a fuck if Yamcha was there or if Tights was, he would get to them later, he had more important things.

Vegeta didn't take the elevator to the third floor, no he flew to the balcony, and Vegeta could still smell the barbeque from earlier. He opened the Balcony door and entered the living area. He knew the woman was in her room, he could feel her Ki. It was late, Vegeta didn't care. Vegeta was going to reclaim his Princess. "Prepare yourself woman, I am going to fuck the shit out of you!"

The floor below Tights and Yamcha had been drinking quite a bit, Puar feel asleep on Tights sofa as the other guest left. "Come on, let's see how strong you are!" Tights egged Yamcha on. "I bet you can go high on the gravity- high as that Treasure Troll." Tights said encouraging to Yamcha, "I'll award you if you can." So the two went off to the ship across the compound.

Tights smiled at Yamcha as he closed the door to test his strength. Yamcha fell to the ground in immense pain as the gravity increase. As Yamcha struggled to turn off the gravity Tights was busy on the other side of the ship. Tights was not happy Vegeta was back. It meant she had no control over the situation. However unknown to Yamcha; Tights had access to anything owned by Capsule Corp. This included explosives. "Come back, I think with my plans- you are no invincible Monkey." Tights said setting a timer under the ship's landing leg. Sitting up Tights went back to Yamcha and pressed the emergency button on the outside ad it slowly returned the gravity to earth's level.

Soon Yamcha left the ship exhausted. "Oh wow Yamcha you are so strong!" Tights said. "Too bad you couldn't stand up- So I AM GOING TO BED!" Goodnight!" She said turning towards the large building. Yamcha was still trying to catch his breath. The gravity pull sobered him up some, scaring the shit out him, especially when Yamcha fell to the ground. Yamcha watched as Tights headed into the building. He started to feel guilty, he was spending time with Bulma's sister again. Goku seemed to want him to patch thing up. 'Maybe- I should go see if Bulma was awake.' No matter what happened, he couldn't get Bulma out of his mind. The guilt of what had had done, then Goku wanting him to fix things- why else would Goku tell Bulma to have a 'healthy baby.'

Yamcha flew up to the Balcony on the third floor, he had noticed the door wasn't closed all the way. In a panic Yamcha slipped in. Once Yamcha was in Bulma's apartment he could hear moaning. "Veg-eta!" Yamcha heard it, made his stomach sick. It was from Bulma's mouth and it wasn't a cry for help either. 'No she can't be with Vegeta?' Yamcha thought- his heart pounded. Yamcha walked towards Bulma's room and could feel Vegeta's Ki. Yamcha stopped before getting to the door. Yamcha noticed the door was open- the lights from outside trailed into the hallway from the open bedroom door casting a light out. The sound of panting and moaning growing the close he came to the door's opening.

"Did you miss me?" Vegeta's voice asked in a husk fallowed by kissing sounds. "I-I thought you left me." Bulma's voice squeaked out the sound of body parts combining could be heard, the sound of a bed shifting violently squeaking. Vegeta laughed at her rationalization. "Silly woman, I want you to say it." Vegeta said a thud sound was heard. "P-Please." Bulma gasped muffled.

Yamcha moved over and peeked in Bulma's room it was dark minus the light coming from outside the windows, he had to know. Yamcha lowered his KI down more. He couldn't see much but could make the silhouette out of Vegeta behind Bulma on the bed, the hair standing up was a dead giveaway back to Yamcha. "P-Please- Prince Vegeta." Bulma gasped out her voice cracking. Sounds of the bed shifting, growling and Bulma's Muffled cry were heard face down against a pillow. "Har-der." Bulma muffled out. "Yes, my Princess." Vegeta growled with sounds of the bed shifting were heard vibrations from the bed moving. Yamcha turned from the open door and leaned against the wall next to the open door trying to hold his breath. Yamcha had to get out of there. Yamcha's mind was running a thousand miles a minuet. 'Goku- I can't fix this- how could she do this?'

AN: Nothing personal Yamcha… Please review –SuperGirl-