Vegeta glanced around at the group before noticing Goku, who stood there looking back at him. I watched the two stare at each other, almost studying the other.

"You look like someone I know," he said. Goku looked shocked. "You have tail do you not?" Vegeta inquired harshly. Goku nodded. The rest of the group stood in silence. "You are a Sayian as well." Everyone looked over at Goku in surprise. Then they looked over at Vegeta. I could see it in their eyes, they could see the similarities between the two Sayian men, but when they looked at me they saw no such similarities. I looked like most of the human race, even with my peculiar coloring.

"You know what," Yamcha started. "You do look similar in coloring, but Bulma has no such attributes. She is pale in coloring while you two have olive toned skin. You have slanted eyes while Bulma has large eyes which are blue to boot." Vegeta growled in annoyance.

"She is a rarity. She is refered to as the Blue One or Blue Sayian. There are several names that differnet races have for her, but she is known to us as a Legendary." This made them stare at me again in confusion.

"What?!" I asked in annoyance. They were looking at me in disbelief like what he had said was surprising and untrue. "What?!" I asked again.

"Forgive me, Bulma," Yamcha said. "You do not look 'Legendary' to me. You don't look strong enough to hurt anyone." I frowned at him. How dare him?

"Apparently," I said through clenched teeth. "You did not see me hurt that dog creature." Yamcha laughed, his hand behind his head in embarrassment.

"No, I did not see that." I growled under my breath, Vegeta turning to me with an annoyed look on his face.

"These things are your pets, right?" he inquired. I looked at him in surprise. Pets? I shook my head. "Slaves?" he asked. I shook my head.

"These are my friends." Vegeta looked at me in bafflement.

"Friends?" he inquired, the word sounding foreign coming from his mouth. I nodded as I looked over at them. "What does this mean? This word?"

"Comrades," I said. "Partners." He seemed to understand these words. "So, what are you doing here?" I asked him. He smirked.

"No reason," he replied before turning from me. "What are you doing, little one?" I frowned. I hated that name.

"First off, I am not little!" I growled. "Second off, why is it any of your business?!" He didn't say anything and neither did he move. At first I thought maybe I had pissed him off, but then he started to chuckle. Everyone looked at him with a sweat drop. This guy was new to them and him being so serious one minute before breaking out into an almost sadistic little chuckle was weird. Then he turned to us, the laughter gone and his face somewhat serious. He of course still had that smirk on his face.

"Still the same little bitch from before!" Oh no he did not!

"Don't say shit like that!" I growled.


Yamcha's POV

There she is, her face getting red over this bastard... I frowned. She was to be mine, not this fuck. I watched them bicker back and forth like little kids, but I could see that this guy liked her and she had some feelings, well fuck that!

"Okay! This is enough!" Everyone looked over at me. Bulma looked at me in shock. I guess she didn't know that I could be loud if I wanted to. "Bulma," I said. "If this little reunion is over then can we get on with the search?" She nodded at me.

"Oh, yeah," Goku said, his hand behind his dark hair. With a nod I headed for the little blue car. Bulma followed me, Vegeta watching all of us get in the vehicle.

"Vegeta?" Bulma called as she stuck her head out the passenger's window. What is with this? Why does she even care about this jerk? "Vegeta! Come on!" I fell on the ground at that. What the hell?


Bulma's POV

What was his problem? I looked over at Yamcha. He was acting so possesive around Vegeta and what was up with him? I looked over at Vegeta. He was his usual quiet self, but he was glaring daggers at my male counterpart.

"So, what is going on with you?" I asked Vegeta. He never even turned to me.

"Nothing, woman." I did not like this new nickname he had for me, but it was better than little bitch. He continued to stare at Yamcha. I sat in the driver's seat of course since it was my car. Yamcha sat next to me and Vegeta behind me, but I could still see him in the rear view mirror. His steely dark orbs burning holes into Yamcha.

"Bulma!" Goku called from the back.

"Yes, Goku?" I asked.

"When do you expect us to be at our next destination?" I look at the radar.

"I would guess about a day and a half." Goku nodded and laying next to Puar in the back seat they fell into a deep sleep. Vegeta glared at the pair, his obvious distaste for my friends evident on his face. Yamcha leaned over and turned on the radio.

Every body's got something
They had to leave behind
One regret from yesterday
That just seems to grow with time

There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
All this I know but still I can't find ways
To let you go


Vegeta's POV

This is stupid. She always acted like the human she was made out to be. It is almost like she is one, but I can sense her Sayian aura. I looked at Goku. Same as on that boy. He has to be Bardock's son. Seems to be as stupid as his brother Radditz, the dumb ass. Bardock was great scientist from Vegeta-sei. His wife had died shortly after having Kakarot otherwise known as Goku. He had two older brother's. One was his oldest brother, Radditz who looked kind of like his mother, Retina and his twin who was older than him by a minute, Turles. Turles had been blessed with his father's looks and smarts, while Kakarot had been blessed with his mother's strength. He had disappeared just minutes after his birth. Bardock had claimed to know nothing of his son's disappearance. It was told that if a Sayian was born at the same time as another Sayian then they were destined to kill each other, but no one knew if this was true with twins since they were born on the same day, but not at the same time. The thing that was weird about these two boys. They were born on two different days! Turles was born on December 30 while Kakarot on the 31. This was due to the fact that Turles exited his mother at a minute to midnight while Kakarot was born at midnight. So Bardock fearing for his boys must have sent Kakarot off planet.

"What is this?" I inquired pointing to the radio.

"Oh, Vegeta, do not act like you do not know what this is. I played you music from mine when we were little," Bulma said with a giggle. I frowned.

"No, you did not baka," I stated with certainty. "You played a CD. This does not look like one of those." She laughed again, her insane little twitter.

I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you

Somewhere in my memory
I've lost all sense of time
And tomorrow can never be
Cause yesterday is all that fills my mind

"Sometimes you sound like that woman that you called mother." She looked at me, her eyes hurt and angry. She looked back at the road, obviously blowing me off. I shrugged and closed my eyes. Time for me to rest my eyes.


Yamcha's POV

Now everyone was asleep except for me and her. I looked over at Bulma, my heart beating in my chest. We had known each other for such a short time, but I felt that we were meant to be together. I had always wanted to be married and when Bulma told me of the dragonballs I thought of the one thing that I wanted. I could steal for food and riches, but the one thing that I wanted was to be able to converse with beatiful girls, but Bulma had helped me with that. Sure, I wasn't completely ready for any thing too close,but I didn't need the dragonballs for that anymore. What did I need them for? Nothing, but she still felt like she needed to know if I was the one. This really hurt my feelings and now this bastard shows up. I look over my shoulder at the person of my hatred. Just then we stopped causing everyone to wake up.

"What's wrong?" I inquire as I look over at Bulma. She looks at me.

"Didn't you hear that?" I shook my head. I do not know what she is talking about.

"I heard it, Bulma!" Puar says perking up. "It was a voice calling for you wasn't it?" She nodded.


Bulma's POV

It was so strange. It was such a soft voice, but so hypnotic in it's way.

Come to me. I will take care of you. They mean nothing to you and you nothing to them.

Blinking I step out of the vehicle, Puar behind me. I walk toward the mountains to the left of our vehicle. There in the shadows I can see him. Wow! Before me is a man and not just any man! He stands about six foot two with dark black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He wears a white tux, so bright in the descending light that he almost glows like a god.

"Hello," I whisper. Puar comes up beside me, her eyes clear of any emotion except lust and warning she transforms into a light skinned female of about five foot four with dark blue hair, her eyes a dark ebony. She wears a short blue dress with nothing but a red sash around her waist. He looks at both of us.

"How would you ladies like to live with me?" he inquires, his voice so soft and soothing to my ears. I nod as does Puar.

"What the fuck!" Yamcha cries as he runs over to us with Goku in tow. Vegeta just sits in the car, his dark eyes watching us, but I do not care about anything, but the man before me. He reaches out and grabs us, his right arm around Puar's waist while his left clings to my waist. At this Vegeta's eye twitches, but no one notices.

"Who are you?!" Goku askes as he gets into a fighting stance. "Let our friends go!" The man chuckles.

There's no use looking back or wondering
How it should be now or might have been
All this I know but still I can't find ways
To let you go
I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be...


Yamcha's POV

He just laughs at us like we just made a joke.

"My name is Oolong," the man tells us. This is a weird name, yet I have heard it before. The town next to mine told of a man that was so geogeous that women and young girls would leave their families or husbands for him. He would appear one day at the entrance of any villiage and the women would leave their homes to go with him when he left. He had been called many names by many people, but the name he always gave was Oolong. He had stolen over a hundred women and young girls. "I do not believe that they want to leave me." To prove his point he released Bulma and Puar, but neither woman moved. In fact they clung to him as he put his arms back around them. "See. I do believe that they want to b-" He was cut off as someone blasted the left side of his head. With a gasp he fell back. The women blinked a couple of times before rubbing their heads in confusion.


Bulma's POV

What the hell just happened. I just remember seeing this man and then nothing but darkness. Now I see Vegeta floating above the car, his eyes burning with something that I can not identify, but I have seen in his eyes before. Yamcha stands before me with Goku. Both of them are in fighting stances. What is going on. Then I look behind me where the man from before sits on his ass. Puar stands next to me in the same stupor. I can see that she is just as confused as I.

"I know that that is not your true form!" Vegeta says causing everyone to look at him. How would he know such a thing? The man growls.

"Why would you ruin my fun, Sayian?" the man inquires angrily. Vegeta growls.

"When you put your filthy fingers on what does not belong to you! What have I told you about your perverted deeds?" The man grumbles as smoke appears around him. As the smoke clears we see a small pig wearing camouflage pants and a matching long sleeved shirt.

"What the hell are you?" I ask as Puar changes back to her original form.

"Oolong!!" she cries in disgust. I look at her as does everyone else. It is one thing for Vegeta to know him, but now Puar knows him as well.

"My name is Oolong. I am a shape shifter."

"And a pervert," Vegeta mutters. Oolong looks over at the prince.

"I resent that! I just like the females and they like me!"

"Don't lie! They just like that fucking form that you take over, but when they find out what you look like then they leave!" Oolong shakes his head. He walks down the path that he was standing before. I look at where he is going and decide to follow. Puar trails behind me as does Goku. Yamcha and Vegeta begrudgingly follow as well. We walk for what seems like hours, but we come to a large house. Wow! He is loaded with riches. The house is three storied high with white walls and golden window frames and a golden door frame. There are several balconies with names engraved in the black metal surrounding them. We open the door to find several women in front of a TV exercising.

"What the hell?" I gasp. The women here are beautiful. Some are older than me and others younger or my age. Even Vegeta seems shocked.

"They won't leave. I was looking for a woman to take care of my house, but they are all lazy when it comes to that kind of stuff." All the girls look up and smile.

"Hi, Oolong sweetie!" they call in unison.

"Why don't you call their respective homes?" I inquire. He looks at me in shock.

"Of course." He runs to a nearby phone and makes a couple of calls. "That should be it." He turns to Vegeta. "What are you doing with a bunch of weaklings?" he inquires.

"First off, that is none of your damn business!" Oolong staeps back.

"Forget I asked." He turns to me. "So, hot stuff, why are you with the prince of assholes?" I smile.

"He is my prince. I am a Sayian." Oolong looks at me in shock.

"Where is your tail?" At this I look at the ground sadly.

"That is none of your concern," Vegeta growls out. The noise of the TV seems to fade as I look over at Vegeta. He just defended me. Sure we are friends, but I have never seen him angry like that over such a small question.

"Okay. Whatever."

"We are looking for a dragonball," Goku says. "We have four of them so far!" Yamcha grabs him and covers his mouth. He mutters something in his ear making Goku rub his head in embarrassment.

"Dragonballs, eh?" He looks mischievously at us. "I have heard of these balls, but I never believed that they existed." Vegeta looks uninterested in our conversation and walks out the door. "I hear that they grant wishes." At this I notice that Vegeta pauses just outside the door. I nod at Oolong.

"Yes, they do. That is why we are looking for them. I want to make a very special wish."


Vegeta's POV

A special wish? I notice that the desert bandit does not look pleased at what the Blue One has said. What could be her special wish and why would it upset the idiot? I start heading down the path again, my head full of wishes that I could have if I had the magical balls. I know the one thing that I want. The one thing that would help me in getting all that I want, but then again what would I do without her? I look back at the house as I descend the mountain. Snorting I turn back to face my road.


Bulma's POV

I wonder what that was all about. Vegeta seemed interested in the dragonballs. I know what he would wish for. He wants to be imortal, to live forever ruling the worlds. He will become king once his father dies, but I know that he wants more than that. It swims in his veins. I don't know when it happened, but I know that he has changed. He never was like this when we were close friends. He does not seem like the same person, like there are two people inside of him. With a shrug I turn to the pig who is gathering up his things.

"Shall we go?" he inquires. I nod. We all head the way that Vegeta headed not minutes earlier, but to my dismay I find that he is not there. Where did he go?

"Where did Vegeta go?" Goku inquired looking around. Oolong chuckled.

"To look for the balls," he said. "He will be back when he realizes that he does not know where they are, stupid monkey." I reach out and smack the creature next to me. He glares at me.

"I do not think that he is that stupid. He knows where to look, but not in the exact place. I think that he went ahead of us to fight off the monsters or to make sure that our new little groupies leave us be..." We hop into the car and head off into the distance. Hours later I begin to feel hot, my loose clothes now feeling skin tight. Yamcha groans as he wakes up, his dark eyes glassy with sleep.

"What the hell," he mutters as he pulls on his top, the buttons undoing to reveal his tan flesh. Oh my god! He is going to undress!

"Fry Pan Mountain!" Oolong suddenly says as he stands up in his seat.

"Frying pan mountain?" Puar asks, her face reflecting her confusion.

"Fry Pan Mountain," Oolong restates. "The Ox King lives there!" I looked at him as I pulled the car to a stop.

"The Ox King? Who is that?" Oolong moves to stand in the middle of the car with Yamcha and me in the front and Puar on his left while Goku stays on his right. Just then Vegeta appeared, his dark eye staring emotionless at us.

"Tell us, little piggy," he States with a smirk. Oolong blows him off as he begins his story.

"He is called the Emperor of Demons because his attitude is so nasty." I yawn with boredom. This sounds like one of those campfire tales. "Anyone who approaches his mountain comes to a horrible end." I frown.

"You mean they get killed." He looks at me like I am the biggest blonde bimbo.

"Obviously," Vegeta states. Oolong points off into the distance where we can see the burning mountain. I thought that it was a forest fire or something, but now that I look closely I see it.

"See in the flames, his castle. They say that he looted several lands and that his house is filled with gold and jewels! Many have tried to steal from it, but of the thousands who have tried none have returned." Everyone shivered. That truly was a creepy tale.

"Is the Ox King there?" Goku inquired, his cheerful voice breaking all from their revere.

"No, he was out on a picnic with his child and since then has not been able to get back in, but he still guards the base of the mountain."

"Well, there is a dragonball in there and I intend to get it."

"Didn't you here me?" he yells at me. "This is suicide!" Vegeta growls low in his throat.

"Little piggy, little piggy!" he calls, the sound making Oolong blanch.

"Don't you dare!" Oolong warns. Vegeta smirks wider. "Okay! Okay!"


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