Who's ready for a filler episode (well kind of. I kinda changed things around a bit when it started to get way off subject). After I finally finished the other fic I was working on and after my own distraction following the Vegebul smut fest going on on Tumblr, I should have more time for Z Warriors lol. Sorry for the wait guys, I added some LEMON to hopefully make up for it :)

The Worldwide Premier episode showed the Z Warriors more than they bargained for when Yamcha's blackout proved more than just a standard guys night out. How well is Bulma taking the news after her talk with Yamcha?

Edited: 2/21/19

******Capsule Corp******

Bulma awoke late in the afternoon. Her head was throbbing from a combination of her lack of sleep and the strong scotch she had consumed. She glanced around her room and noticed that Yamcha was still with her. He had fallen asleep on the chaise lounge Bulma usually relaxed on when she wanted to read.

"Oh Kami, what the hell happened," she said out loud. Her voice was hoarse, and her throat felt dryer than her current love life.

"You idiots got wasted," said a deep voice that made her jump clear off the bed.

Bulma looked around for the source of the voice she knew had to have been Vegeta. She looked towards the door and saw Rusty standing by. He pointed up, above her canopy bed to give her a hint as to where she should look.

She leaned as far off the bed as she could and looked up at the canopy. Lying on top with his hands behind his head was Vegeta waiting patiently in his training suit.

"What are you doing up there? You're going to make the canopy cave in!" scolded Bulma.

"Relax, I'm floating above it. I didn't want to risk falling through and crushing you. Of course, you wouldn't mind that would you?" replied Vegeta with a smirk.

"What are you talking about? And why are you even in here?" asked Bulma as she held her throbbing head. She feared that her head might explode if she let go.

"I'm here waiting ever so patiently for you to get your ass up and open the lab. You haven't given me access to it and the training drones are all inside. As for what I'm talking about, well let's just say I overheard quite the conversation between you and Mr. Ass-Pounding over there," explained Vegeta with a chuckle. "A very GRAPHIC conversation."

Bulma's eyes widened in horror. 'What the Hell did we talk about?' she wondered. 'No way am I going to ask Vegeta. He seems to be enjoying himself.'

"Fine, I'll get the lab open for you but keep your ass out of my room from now on," she grumbled, making sure she was decent before getting up.

"That's not what you said last night," winked Vegeta as he floated upside down in front of Bulma's face before landing and leaving the room.

CR Bulma: "I'm not sure what happened last night and I'm not completely sure I want to know. I'm hungover, I'm tired, and I'm doing my best not to be upset with Yamcha for what we all saw on the Premiere yesterday. I need a distraction and Vegeta is NOT it."

Bulma went to her bathroom and washed the sleep from her eyes. Sleeping off a hangover was no longer an option after being reminded of last night, or at least the parts she could remember. She quickly made her way down to the lab to get Vegeta his precious drones. "Maybe he'll leave me alone all day if he has something to play with," she muttered as she passed Clementine on the way out of her room.

Down by the lab, Vegeta waited impatiently. He began tapping his foot in irritation as Rusty stood behind him uncomfortably.

CR Vegeta: "How long does it take for that woman to get down here? I only want to get the drones before the entire day is wasted!"

Vegeta turned and glared at Rusty with an irritated scowl that only meant one thing: Turn the damn camera off. Rusty did as he was silently ordered and made sure that the microphone was off.

"Rusty, do you recall the deal we made? I would like for you to do as we agreed," said Vegeta with a dastardly look. He was up to no good again, and all because Bulma was taking her sweet time.

"Um...yeah...ok. Are you sure about this?" asked Rusty a bit nervous. He didn't want to go back on their deal since Vegeta had agreed to give him some light training in exchange for a favor, but he was asking for something rather...embarrassing.

"Do I not look sure? After what we heard last night and today's delay on my training, I think I'm allowed a small revenge plot. It's not like anyone is going to get hurt... unless they don't do as they're told," said Vegeta as he glared at Rusty.

Rusty swallowed nervously but relented. "Fine, when do I need to get everything together?"

"I want all the items I requested in 2 days. Now that I've seen the inside of the blue demon's room, I know exactly what I want to do," he smirked devilishly.

"I can do that, but I have a question. I thought you kinda liked her, so why are you going through all this trouble to mess with her? She said plenty of times last night that she would enjoy… *ahem* h-having you," blushed Rusty as he thought back to Bulma's graphic description of HOW she would like to have Vegeta.

"I only enjoy toying with her. I don't want her to attempt to use me as a way to get back at the idiot for cheating on her, or for her to just settle for what's nearby. She's only lusting after me, nothing more," explained Vegeta a bit irked.

~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~

Bulma and Yamcha sat in the kitchen downing glass after glass of the expensive Scotch Bulma insisted on drinking. Vegeta lurked in the dark hallway eavesdropping for more ammunition to use in his antics after putting some clothes on. They had seen plenty of him as far as he was concerned. He listened for anything he could use against Bulma since she would cross him again at some point. Something about pissing off the blue seductress and the way she wasn't afraid to attempt her own revenge really brought out the prankster in him. The prankster he was before Frieza did anything and everything to break him.

His blood rushed through his veins at the thought of breaking away from the conditioning the slimy lizard had put him through. He hadn't felt so alive in decades or had so much fun, but most of all it helped him forget. Forget about all the things he forced himself to enjoy just so he wouldn't appear weak amongst the Captains of Frieza's forces.

"I don't know, Yamcha. I think Vegeta would be a very attentive lover," giggled Bulma. Her face was flushed but it was impossible to tell if it was from the alcohol or the subject she was graciously confessing to Yamcha and Clementine (and the camera she held).

"Are you kidding me? He'd be selfish! He's selfish in every aspect of his day to day life, so why wouldn't he be selfish in bed?" argued Yamcha before topping off his glass again.

"Which is why I think he'd be generous behind closed doors. He has a tough guy image to protect so he's not going to be outright lovey-dovey, especially with cameras around," replied Bulma pointing to Clementine. "Plus, he has too much pride to allow himself NOT to be a total pleasure beast. He probably fucks the way he trains... all in or nothing at all!" she added with a slur.

"Alright, so you might have a point if he pours 100 percent of himself into it the way he does for his training, BUT I still think he'd be way too rough. On you at least...," blushed Yamcha, and it was not from the Scotch.

"Oh! I get it!" teased Bulma with an eyebrow wiggle. "You'd totally let him pound your ass wouldn't you!"

"No! I..."

"YOU WOULD! Oh, Kami! I thought all this time you were jealous that he was trying to steal me away from you; when in reality, you were jealous he wasn't giving you the right kind of attention!" laughed Bulma. "You want him as much as I do! Admit it, Yamcha!"

"Ok ok ok... I wouldn't be opposed to finding out..."

"What it's like to be Vegeta's bitch?" interrupted Bulma.

"Uggghhhhh! I wasn't going to say it like THAT but yes! Alright! Are you happy now?!" growled out Yamcha in frustration.

"Yes, I am happy. Do you know why? Cause this is the most honest with yourself you've ever been," Bulma stated victoriously.

"But why am I only like this when I'm drunk," wondered Yamcha as he stared at his glass.

"Have you ever heard the phrase, 'Drunk words speak sober thoughts'? Well, it's the same with actions. You don't act on anything when you're sober because you're afraid of who you might hurt, which was me, but we aren't together anymore so you'll be able to be who you want to be because I can't get hurt ANYMORE. You don't even hate Vegeta as much as you let on, you just hated that you're attracted to him! Does that make sense? I hope it makes sense cause my head is spinning," laughed Bulma.

"Maybe...," grumbled Yamcha still lost in thought.

"So how would you take him? I'd just let him dominate. Everything about him is dominating and powerful and I'd just let him have his way with me and pound me into my grave with his dick!" swooned Bulma with her eyes rolling back at her fantasy.

Vegeta stood in complete shock in his hiding spot. He looked towards Rusty and mouthed 'What the fuck,' as he continued to listen. This woman is insane and kinky at the same time! He hadn't expected to be hearing THIS.

"I think he'd just pound my ass until I was sore and toss me into a gutter. He doesn't seem to like me much, but I can't say 'no' to a power top," chuckled Yamcha. He sounded completely goofy in his drunken state, but he was way past caring thanks to the bottle of liquid courage they had just finished.

Vegeta couldn't stop the deep blush on his face from being seen by the camera as he quietly turned and stalked away without a sound. He had gotten WAY more than he had bargained for and he wasn't going to stick around for more.

~~~~~~End Flashback ~~~~~~

Vegeta shuddered at the memory. Not because of all the vulgarity but because he had assumed Bulma was more long-term oriented. He knew about her long relationship with Yamcha and wasn't opposed to trying to mate with someone who was loyal. They would have a child in the future, that much was certain, but he didn't care too much for any of the other females on Earth. Bulma was a mate fit for a King by Saiyan standards and Earth's limited choices.

"She's coming, get the camera back on and remember...2 days," whispered Vegeta as he got back into his impatient pose.

Bulma rounded the corner and stopped dead at Vegeta's harsh look. "What?"

"Must you always take your time?!" he shouted knowing her head was still throbbing.

"Ow!" she whispered harshly. She covered her ears and clenched her eyes shut. After recovering from the mild trauma to her senses, she sent Vegeta a look of pure hatred as she resumed her course towards the lab.

Vegeta only smirked at her glare and continued to wait impatiently.

CR Vegeta: "She deserved that after the things my ears were subjected to last night. I somewhat regret the free show I gave her."

Bulma unlocked the lab door with her code but made sure to hide the access from the cameras and Vegeta. She took a deep breath and barged through the door and just as Vegeta walked through...

"AAACCKKKKKK!" he screamed as he was hit with a sudden and intense jolt of electricity. Both Rusty and Clementine jumped back with no intention of following Vegeta through the door now.

CR Bulma: "HA! Take that you jerk! My ears might be hurting, and my head feels like it's gonna explode but that was SO worth it!"

"What the fuck?!" howled Vegeta as he writhed in pain.

"That's my anti-captive system, you asshole! It releases an electronic shield over the doorway after one person walks through it! That was for yelling at me in the hallway! You know my head is killing me!" shouted Bulma, gloating in victory.

"Then why are you yelling?! Shut it off!" yelled Vegeta as he grit his teeth and forced himself up through the pain.

Bulma walked over to her computer and entered the false alarm code to reset the system. She walked over to Vegeta as he was breathing heavily and trying to regain the strength that was seemingly sapped out of him.

"That was worth the additional headache just to see your tears," mocked Bulma as she wiped a pain induced tear from his cheek. "That would have disabled a regular man so be grateful you're a Saiyan. Now if you don't mind, I would love to have my hangover somewhere else."

CR Vegeta: "That clever little bitch," he chuckled. "I can't believe she got me. That was the best revenge she's come up with so far and she wasn't even trying!"

"Tch! You win this round, blue. You won't get away so easily next time," hissed Vegeta. He walked to the lab table with his training drones and took the capsule Bulma had stored them in. Without another word, he gave Rusty a quick nod in passing and headed to the GR.

******Kame House******

Krillin was wide awake but he couldn't force himself to get up. The memories of last night's episode were swirling in his head.

CR Krillin: "I can't believe what I saw last night. I thought it was a weird dream, but it just keeps getting more real the more I think about it. I kind of wish Yamcha had talked to me about all of this."

Master Roshi knocked on Krillin's door. "Krillin! Get out of that room and get back to training! The world isn't in any less danger just because Yamcha likes men!" he shouted.

Krillin jumped out of bed and opened the door. Master Roshi blocked him from leaving the room and smacked him with a rolled-up magazine.

"Ow! What was that for?!" shouted Krillin holding his head.

"For spending all day in bed! If you want to take a break, then we should at least go to the beach and check out the ladies," grinned Master Roshi.

"Well, I guess we can go to the beach. I can't really get my head into training today," said Krillin. At least at the beach, he'd be able to take his mind off of Yamcha. He couldn't understand why this was even getting to him the way it was.

"Hehe! I'm gonna get my beach shell on!" yelled Roshi as he scurried away, nearly tripping over Oolong.

"Watch it old man!" shouted Oolong.

******Mount Paozu******

"Chi-Chi, are you sure you're going to be okay?" asked Goku as he carried Chi-Chi back into the house.

"I'll be fine, Goku. It's just a sprained ankle. If I take care of it, the swelling should go down by tonight, as long as I stay off of it," replied Chi-Chi while staring at her injured foot.

"Will you be ok inside by yourself? We can take the rest of the day off if you want." Goku sat Chi-Chi down on a chair in the kitchen and grabbed her a water from the fridge.

"No, I don't want you to stop training because of me. I won't be alone anyway, I have Alfie," she said and gestured her hand towards her cameraman.

"Well if you say so. I'll be sparring with Gohan then. Let me know if you need anything," smiled Goku as he headed towards the door. "Keep your hands to yourself," he whispered as he passed Alfie.

"No problem," said Alfie without a second thought.

CR Goku: "Not sure why I said that to Alfie. I guess I'm still getting used to all the guys around here."

CR Chi-Chi: "Great, thanks to my sprained ankle I'm out of commission for at least a few days before I can spar again. Should be ok to walk on by tonight but I definitely think I need to pace myself."

Chi-Chi settled for sitting near the window so she could watch Goku and Gohan spar. The two Saiyans went full force into an intense battle. Chi-Chi couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever be able to keep up with them.

******Capsule Corp ******

Yamcha cradled his head in embarrassment and from the throbbing pain pulsing through it. He could remember bits and pieces of last night, more specifically admitting to wanting to fuck Vegeta after the premiere showed his true colors.

"Are you sure about this, Yamcha?" asked Bulma concerned.

"Yeah, I need to get away and just figure myself out. I'm confused and the more I drink the more I find out about myself. I just... I just think I should stop drinking and come to terms with who I really am, or at least try to," explained Yamcha with a pained yet confused look across his face.

"If that's what you think is best then I'm all for it, but is it necessary to go on a training journey for it? I can help you get your own place at a decent price just as easily and you won't be alone," said Bulma. She didn't want Yamcha to leave. She felt as though it was her fault that he wanted to leave, but she couldn't remember why it was her fault.

"No, I need to be alone to find myself. Otherwise, I'm just going to keep running from myself. I need to talk to Mike too, but I want my head clear before I do that," explained Yamcha.

"Alright, Yamcha. Do what's best for you and I'll be here if you need anything," sighed Bulma.

Yamcha smiled at his Ex and nodded. He thanked her for everything and left shortly after gathering a few of his things. He'd have to stop by Kame House for several more things before he could officially be off on his journey.

CR Yamcha: "I need to figure myself out, alone. No cameras, no friends pushing me in the direction they think I need to go, and most importantly...no alcohol. It's the cause of all this and I need to just stay sober and accept who I am."

Bulma sat in silence and stared at the empty chair that had once occupied the only man she had ever given herself to. Her one and only lover, as strange as that was considering how often they split up. She never really excepted the end of their relationship during their many breakups and felt like she'd be betraying him if she went all the way with anyone she attempted to date.

With a sudden look of determination, Bulma stood and headed for her room. There was something she had been wanting to do since the show started and today was as good a day as any.

******Kame House******

Krillin waited patiently as Master Roshi tried on several of his weird old man swimsuits. They looked like something from the 1950s!

"Master Roshi, I don't think it's necessary to 'look your best,' we're just going to the beach," said Krillin.

"If I don't look my best, how will I ever get a girlfriend?! You're Master used to be quite the ladies' man, you know, and it's time to bring out the smooth moves!" grinned Master Roshi.

CR Krillin: "Here we go again. I don't think Master Roshi understands that his age can be a bit of a turn off to the young women he's attracted to."

CR Master Roshi: "Krillin is just jealous! I'll have a girlfriend before he does, you all just wait and see!"

Krillin suddenly sensed that Yamcha was making his way towards them. He straightened up in his chair uncomfortably, unsure of how "normal" he'd be able to act. Getting used to the new Yamcha was going to take some time.

"Hey, Krillin!" smiled Yamcha cheerfully as he entered the door. His hangover still present but he ignored it the best he could.

"Hey Yamcha, what's going on?" replied Krillin trying to act like last night never happened.

"I just came to get a few supplies. I'm heading out on a journey to...figure things out," said Yamcha looking a tad doubtful as he finished his sentence.

"...is this a...good thing?" wondered Krillin. He was beginning to feel concerned. 'Maybe something happened with Bulma last night,' he wondered as he watched Yamcha carefully.

"Yeah! Yeah, it's a good thing," he smiled wiping away any look of doubt from his face. "I just need to be alone and get inside my head, ya know?"

"Sure. So how long do you plan to be gone?" asked Krillin still concerned. Now he was suspicious that Yamcha might want to hurt himself or drown in alcohol until he no longer wanted to like men.

"I don't know. I'm just going to train and take it a day at a time. No alcohol, no worries, no cameras, just survival, and my own thoughts. After talking to Bulma last night I NEED to find myself – if that makes sense," explained Yamcha as he rummaged through a drawer for his journey capsules that he kept handy. He always tried to stay prepared after the time Master Roshi kicked them all out and ordered them to journey without a moment for preparation.

"Well, make sure you take your phone in case you need anything. I'll be around if you want to talk or spar or anything," offered Krillin feeling a bit more relieved now that he understood his friend's need to be alone.

CR Krillin: "I think it's great that he wants to figure himself out after what we all witnessed last night. He must be more confused and uncomfortable than any of us could ever be. The best part is him getting away from alcohol. It's definitely been his greatest enemy since we were wished back to life after Namek."

The two said their goodbyes and Krillin watched as Yamcha disappeared across the ocean.

"Master Roshi, I think I'll take a rain check on the beach. I want to get some training done instead," said Krillin as he still looked across the horizon.

"What?! I just got my outfit picked and my binoculars on!" whined Master Roshi.

"Fine...we'll go to the beach. We can all use a distraction today... I guess," gave in Krillin in order to avoid the elderly tantrum headed his way.

******Mount Paozu******

Chi-Chi was still sitting in the kitchen with her ankle elevated while she watched Goku and Gohan spar. 'Those two could probably spar all day if they didn't get hungry,' she thought with a proud smile.

She eyed Alfie out of the corner of her eye as she watched him snack after he had mounted the camera on the counter, faced towards her. 'Poor kid must get tired of carrying that heavy camera all day. He's so scrawny, I wonder if he eats enough,' wondered Chi-Chi.

"Alfie? What made you want to become a cameraman? You seem like a smart kid... I'm sorry, I don't mean to be nosey," blushed Chi-Chi as she realized how intrusive she sounded.

"Oh, it's fine, you have every right to know more about the people living in your house," Alfie smiled and wasn't sure how much of his life he should unveil but he had grown to enjoy Chi-Chi's company. She was so motherly towards him and it made him feel warm and welcome. "I kind of just really needed a job, and the production company had trouble hiring people willing to work with Saiyans, so it was easy to get hired on. I wanted to go to school but...I don't really have the money or a place of my own right now. The show provides everything I need so I've just been saving as much as I can."

"You were homeless? What about your parents?" asked Chi-Chi in shock. He was so young, barely 20 if she had to guess.

"They passed a few years ago. I couldn't make enough money to pay for the house so I had to take shelter where I could, but since I didn't have an address, I couldn't find a decent job. Until now…," explained Alfie with a somber look in his eyes.

Chi-Chi felt horrible for bringing up his past. She couldn't think of anything besides wrapping him in a huge hug and making him food.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you had such a hard life. When this is all said and done you should go to school. I think it would be great for you to get the education you want. I hope Gohan wants to continue with his education. I think he might be doing it because I force him too and not because he wants it. For all I know he wants to be a fighter like Goku," said Chi-Chi as she looked out the window at Gohan.

"I think he does. You don't tell him to work on any homework, but he does it anyway. He's always reading and writing papers in his room," smiled Alfie. He had caught Gohan several times when he had left his door open and Gohan had jumped as if he had been caught with a stash of Master Roshi's magazines.

"Thank you for telling me! It makes me so happy to know he wants to be more than just a fighter. I was afraid that I was just being an overbearing mom," smiled Chi-Chi. Her eyes glistened with happy tears, but she forced herself not to cry like an emotional wreck.

"You're not overbearing, you actually remind me of my mother," said Alfie with a small smile.

"Oh, you are just the sweetest boy!" cried Chi-Chi as she suddenly wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "I'm going to make you something to eat. You are just too small for that camera you have to carry."

Alfie stiffened at the sudden embrace and sat in a combination of shock and fear to see Goku suddenly appear at the window behind Chi-Chi. Goku lifted two fingers to his eyes and pointed them back at Alfie in an" I'm watching you" fashion and disappeared in an instant.

Chi-Chi busied herself without even noticing what was going on behind her. She gave no indication that her ankle was hurting her anymore as she worked to create some food for her new friend.

CR Chi-Chi: "Alfie is such a sweet boy. One of the scrawniest boys I've ever met! If I could adopt him I would in an instant! Although, I'm sure Goku wouldn't want to have a grown man in his house if he didn't have to," she laughed

CR Goku: "Not sure what was going on in there, but I hope Chi-Chi is making enough food for me too! I'm hungry!"

******The Jungle******

Tien and Chiaotzu ran as fast as they could to escape the drone that was currently hunting them down. They had hoped to lose it by ducking behind the trees and bushes that surrounded them to no avail.

"Bulma really outdid herself with that thing!" shouted Chiaotzu.

"Yeah, but why is it following us?! I was under the impression that it would only be around to watch us battle!" shouted back Tien in frustration. Not even his Ki Blasts were doing any good to slow it down. "She really improved the defenses on that thing! She must have Vegeta-proofed it!"

The two fighters were coming out of the forest and headed right toward a cliff. With any luck, maybe they could out-fly it. Just as they were taking to the air, a huge Airbus flew up in front of them as if it had been hiding out by the cliffside until they were right at the edge.

Unable to stop in time, Tien and Chiaotzu collided into the Airbus with a loud thud leaving behind their bodies indented to the metal. They fell to the ground in agony as the pilot landed nearby.

"You know if you had stopped the moment you saw the drone...," huffed Bulma getting out and inspecting the crushed metal on the side of the Airbus, "...I could have used the speaker to tell you why I'm here. NOW THERE ARE TWO, ASSHOLE-SHAPED INDENTIONS ON MY FAVORITE AIRBUS!"

Tien winced as she shrieked a series of curses at them and stomped around like a brat not getting her way.

"Sorry, Bulma," they said simultaneously in a rather pitiful tone. Leave it to Bulma Briefs to make even the toughest of warriors recoil with her harsh words and temperament.

"Now. I was TRYING to give you guys these," said Bulma as she held out 2 cell phones.

Tien and Chiaotzu looked at the phones, then to each other, then back to Bulma.

"Why do you want us to have cell phones?" asked Chiaotzu with confusion.

"Why else? So, I can keep in contact with EVERYONE. Which means you two, and Piccolo, need to be reachable without having to be chased down," explained Bulma with irritability.

"But you could just..." started Tien.

"Call you on your new cell phones? Why that was my plan all along! Thank you for seeing things my way! If you're done trying to argue, I still have to find Piccolo," she interrupted with a stern look that told them she was in no mood to argue.

They nodded and watched Bulma storm off in a hurry after watching her reprogram the drone. She had apparently taken the time to input their energy signals into her programming last night. "When," was the question that stood out in the front of Tien's mind. She had been busy all night or at least from what he could tell.

CR Tien: "Well this is... different. I haven't been stalked since I managed to shake Launch. She used to live with Master Roshi for quite some time, but she was as unpredictable as Vegeta."

******The Airbus******

Bulma was determined to track down Piccolo before the day's end. She hoped that he wouldn't give her a 2-hour chase the way Tien had. Not that she had been complaining. The distraction they provided helped her stay away from her bitter thoughts.

She wasn't mad at Yamcha for what he did or even the graphic conversation they supposedly shared. But it didn't mean she wasn't hurt. Her heart ached to know why he had betrayed her or stayed quiet over who he was for so long. She was starting to feel as though her pride had been more wounded than anything.

She felt used. Not that she wanted to think about it. At least not now. 'Bad Bulma,' she mentally scolded. Ugh so many mixed emotions, why couldn't she just pick one?!

"Soooooo, Clementine..." she drawled in her best 'I'm the sweetest person in the world' type voice.

"No," responded Clementine clearly aware of what she wanted.

"But I didn't even say anything yet!" complained Bulma.

"Miss Bulma, I know you want me to tell you about what you and Yamcha said last night. I know it will help you figure out what's going on in your head, but I could get fired for it, it's against the rules." Clementine spoke in a soft even voice and made sure she was clear so Bulma couldn't try to weasel her way around the rules again.

She had already pestered Clementine for 30 minutes before taking off to find Tien and she almost got her answers. Until Rusty came along and reminded them of the contract. She quickly thought back to their conversation in the kitchen (Rusty was often there more than Vegeta).

"I don't understand why this type of interfering is against the contract but getting Vegeta a fake Space Kamasutra book is overlooked!" growled Bulma. She stood toe to toe with Rusty and glared daggers into him. Unfortunately, it seemed following Vegeta had helped him build an immunity to glares.

"Our contracts state, 'in the event of threatened violence to you, your family, or the world by a Saiyan, you are to comply with the demands. If what you are being asked to do is illegal or puts others in harm's way, you will be removed from the household." explained Rusty.

"Damn it! I'm the one who put that in there," whispered Bulma in a harsh tone.

As the memory faded, Bulma sighed and gave in. She would just have to wait until the show aired to find out...unless she could convince Vegeta to quit being an ass and tell her. Which was doubtful.

The Airbus began to beep as the radar indicated that Piccolo was close. "Yes!" shouted Bulma. Finding Piccolo was going to be a breeze since he was hanging out over some mountains.

Bulma was relieved when she spotted him. The sun was beginning to rise in this part of the world which meant it had already set back in West City. This would be another long night if she didn't make her mission quick.

Still drained from her alcohol binge the night before and her lack of sleep, she remained hopeful that she would be able to sleep until late afternoon once she got home. At least she might be able to since Vegeta had his drones to occupy his time.

Piccolo looked over his shoulder as he spotted the Airbus headed towards him. He had been silently keeping track of Bulma's energy after coming across her drone. Before she could gain too much ground, he bolted through the air causing her drone to zoom after him.

"What?!" shouted Bulma in surprise. She ground her teeth and hit the accelerator to catch up. Grabbing the mic, she input the code for the speaker in the drone to activate. She knew Piccolo's ears were sensitive, I mean look at them, so she rationalized that he would most likely be able to hear her from that distance.

"Piccolo! I just need to give you something! Don't waste my fuel or you'll need to give me a ride back to West City!" she yelled and then slammed the mic back down.

That did it. Piccolo stopped dead in mid-flight and began to blush. He did NOT want to have to get close to a female, especially not one as loud and demanding as Bulma.

By the time Bulma had seen Piccolo over the glare of the sunrise, it was too late. Piccolo turned and gaped at how close he had allowed her to get and was unable to move. With the loudest thud and crunching of metal she ever heard, she crashed head-on into Piccolo and sent him flying over several mountaintops.

"Oops..." said Bulma innocently. She slowed her speed and headed in the direction Piccolo was sent.

CR Bulma: "Well shit! I didn't mean to run him over, but it serves him right for running away! Why are all these guys so quick to run away from such a beautiful woman?"

After several minutes, Piccolo slowly floated back up and this time kept his guard up in case Bulma decided to run him down again. The look of pure discontent evident on his face as he floated towards the Airbus completely unamused.

******Mount Paozu******

Night had fallen over the small mountain home and the occupants were getting ready for bed. Gohan had finished his bath and was waiting patiently with a book while Chi-Chi bandaged him. She hated seeing her baby hurt but knew she'd be holding him back if she refused to let him train. There was a look of joy and determination in his eyes when he sparred, much like Goku's.

"There, all done! You should really take tomorrow off so these bruises can heal. You have new bruises on old bruises and I'm sure you probably have bruised organs," warned Chi-Chi sternly.

"But the bruises barely even hurt!" complained Gohan.

CR Gohan: "I don't think I need to take a break. I'm finally getting strong enough to make a difference. I'm not as strong as my dad but I think I could be close by the time the androids come. I just need to keep training!"

"Your mom's right, Gohan. I think we should all take a break tomorrow and let our bodies rest. We can start again after we heal back to peak health and then train harder," interjected Goku from the doorway.

"Alright...do you think maybe I could meditate with Piccolo then?" asked Gohan with excitement.

"Sure," smiled Chi-Chi. "You can go find him after breakfast as long as you agree NOT to spar, just meditate."

"I promise! I won't spar or anything!" shouted Gohan as he jumped into bed.

"Get some rest and I'll take you to him in the morning," said Goku.

After saying their goodnights to Gohan and making sure he was asleep, Chi-Chi was hiding out in their master bathroom. Goku couldn't help but wonder what could be taking her so long. She never took long to get ready for bed.

"Chi-Chi? Is everything alright in there?" asked Goku in concern.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, it swung open to reveal Chi-Chi in the pastel pink nightgown that Bulma had bought for her. His eyes widened and jaw dropped in awe as he took in the sight. The lace trim at the bottom, the little shiny crystals across the neckline, and the thin spaghetti straps that were being stretched to the limit from trying to support her heavy breasts.

Her cheeks flushed under his wandering gaze. If she didn't know any better, she would have guessed that Goku was about to pounce on her. She pushed passed Goku and swayed her hips as she walked towards the bed.

"Get on the bed," she commanded as she looked over her shoulder. In the blink of an eye, Goku was on the bed and had already taken off his clothes, eager for the next command.

Chi-Chi giggled at his enthusiasm and decided she would tease him even more. She jumped onto the bed and stood by his feet for a moment before slowly hovering above him. Goku couldn't stop the drool from touching the corner of his mouth as he watched Chi-Chi sway and twirl seductively over him. She looked like she was performing an underwater ballet with the way she was able to move her body in such a fluid motion.

'Why hadn't I taught her to fly before?' he wondered. He wanted nothing more than to touch her, to grab her ankle and bring her straight down to his face. He tilted his head as she turned and bent over him, trying his best to see what panties she had chosen to tease him with. He groaned and bit his lip after catching a glimpse of her smooth lips. She had decided not to wear any for fear that Goku would rip off and ruin the remaining thong she had left.

Chi-Chi continued her little airborne dance and turned it into a striptease. She slowly turned away from Goku and dropped one thin strap down her shoulder then the other while still swaying her hips slowly. She leaned back and floated into a laying position while holding her nightgown close to her chest and teasingly released the garment as she tilted further back. Her nightgown floated down over Goku's erection and her hair tickled his abdomen.

Goku marveled at the beautiful view Chi-Chi was giving him. His breathing was heavy with need and his dilated eyes were filled with an electrifying shade of lust. Very carefully, Chi-Chi angled herself over him and slowly lowered her mouth onto his waiting cock.

"Gaaaahhhhaaaa," whimpered Goku as her hands came down on his thighs to help support her now that her concentration was elsewhere. His eyes rolled back and his hands fisted the sheets painfully as he held himself back from spilling into her. Her floating striptease had affected him more than he thought.

Unable to hold back any longer, Goku quickly sat up and grabbed Chi-Chi around her waist and pulled her hips towards him. He leaned back so she could still have her free range of movement over him and shoved his face between her thighs.

Chi-Chi moaned while still taking Goku into her mouth a moved her hands to stroke the length she couldn't fit down her throat.

Goku lost himself in her core, licking and sucking on her clit while squeezing her ass almost painfully. Her scent drew out the primal beast that lay dormant within him, calling him to make her scream and claim her for all the world to hear.

Her toes curled as she tried to maintain a rhythm to please Goku, but she found herself struggling to focus on her task at hand. She continued to thrust her mouth down his length and added some sensual touches to his balls as her muted moans vibrated through him.

"Get off," growled Goku almost sounding more beast than man.

The sound of his low growl caused Chi-Chi to jerk up and face him with a look of terror. In one swift movement, Goku had Chi-Chi pinned down. He licked her neck at her artery and slowly kissed his way up her jaw.

"I'm sorry if I scared you, I just can't wait anymore," he moaned into her ear, his tone back to normal.

Chi-Chi sighed in relief. For a moment she thought she might have to fight him off. 'Just what was that all about?' she wondered.

"Relax, Chi. I want to take care of you now," he whispered while spreading her thighs wider.

Chi-Chi took a deep breath as Goku pushed himself into her, feeling a bit of resistance at first and then a blissful, smooth glide until he was completely immersed inside.

"Oh Goku," she moaned breathlessly as he licked one of her nipples while waiting for her to adjust to his intrusion. Chi-Chi thrust her hips forward and gasped when he took the hint to move.

"Mmmmm, so wet," sighed Goku setting a quick pace. "Are you wet for me, Chi? Do you want ME to make you cum?"

"Yes...yes h-harder Goku...please!" she choked out between moans.

Goku gave her a wolfish grin and she could've sworn she saw his eyes flash red. He growled as he reared up and grabbed her hips to follow her command, thrusting harder and faster. The room was loud with skin slapping, moans, and grunts.

"Scream for me, Chi-Chi. Scream!" encouraged Goku.

Chi-Chi clawed at the sheets as she felt her pleasure reach its peak. "OH YES! AAHHHH! GOKUUUU!" she screamed louder than she had since Goku had returned.

Goku's eyes flashed red as he pounded harder, feeling every inch of her contracting, wet pussy before dropping his head back and letting out a thunderous roar.

Chi-Chi's breath caught in her throat leaving her to choke and gasp for air. She had never heard such a frightful sound come from her sweet and caring husband.

Goku was suddenly drained of all energy and collapsed on top of Chi-Chi. Thankfully all of her training had helped strengthen her upper body so she could push him off. They gasped and wheezed for air as they came down from their pleasure highs, neither one daring to speak until they could form coherent thoughts.

Outside the room, Alfie and Ravioli trembled from the loud roar they heard coming from the room. It was like nothing they had ever heard before. A sound that proved just how alien and deadly Goku was. The roar itself would be enough to stop their hearts had it been directed at them.

"Oh, m-m-m-my..." stuttered Ravioli. His skin was covered in goosebumps and he couldn't find the strength to get up and run.

"That guy is definitely NOT human," whispered Alfie trying not to be heard in case Goku felt like sacrificing someone. He was shaking so bad the camera wasn't able to get a clear shot at the door.

Back inside the room, Goku nuzzled up next to Chi-Chi with a big smile. He was practically purring in satisfaction. "That was amazing," he praised while pulling her closer into his arms.

"Y-yes it... was. Um, Goku? Did you notice that you were a little... different?" asked Chi-Chi avoiding his eyes for a moment.

"Different how? Like more different than the last time you said I seemed different, or about the same amount of different?" asked Goku thoroughly confused.

"MORE different! Did you not hear the way your voice changed? And you... you roared! Like a large animal of some sort!" explained Chi-Chi, perhaps a bit too dramatically.

Goku shifted uncomfortably while he tried to replay everything but was distracted by the alluring striptease. Chi-Chi quickly smacked the goofy smile off his face and told him to focus.

"I'm sorry but I don't remember. It felt like I blacked out mentally but could feel everything my body was doing," sighed Goku. "Maybe I should go see Vegeta. I thought we had already gone through all of this, but I can't think of anything that could have triggered this again."

"Maybe you should call instead. I don't think he's the type to enjoy late night visitors," mentioned Chi-Chi.

"Oh, right. I wouldn't want to interrupt if he and Bulma are..." Goku stopped and covered his mouth. 'Crap!'

"If he and Bulma are what? Are you hiding something?" questioned Chi-Chi suspiciously.

"If...if he and Bulma are working in the lab! You know with those drones! I'm too clumsy to be in there with all the sensitive equipment Bulma has," laughed Goku awkwardly as he got dressed.

"Alright," answered Chi-Chi still suspicious. "The number is speed dial one, bring me a water when you come back please."

"Sure thing, babe!" smiled Goku as he walked out the door.

Alfie and Ravioli jumped as they watched Goku come out and start walking down the hall.

"You follow him," said Ravioli as he tried to push Alfie off his chair.

"No way! He's assigned to you!" argued Alfie pushing Ravioli back.

The two cameramen stared each other down for several seconds before they each placed a fist in front of them.

"1...2...3...go!" they said simultaneously.

"Ha! Paper beats rock! I win and you follow Goku," smiled Ravioli.

"Damn it!" cursed Alfie. He grabbed his camera and headed after Goku, still shaking but trying to do his job nonetheless.

******Capsule Corp ******

Vegeta was still going hard in the gravity room. It had been far too long since he had the opportunity to challenge himself and push his power to the limit. He wasn't about to let the past few months of light training hold him back from his legendary status.

'Must get stronger. Need to surpass Kakarot,' he reminded himself as he allowed his obsession to take control of him.

The video screen by the control panel lit up with a live video feed of Dr. Briefs. Vegeta faltered slightly but didn't stop training.

"Vegeta, you have a phone call. It's Goku, and he says it's urgent," said Dr. Briefs as he took a drag from his cigarette.

"I'm busy," said Vegeta flatly as he waited for a drone to power up a Ki blast. He hadn't been able to destroy these drones yet, which made him want to push himself until he passed out from exhaustion.

"Perhaps you didn't hear me, he said it was URGENT," repeated Dr. Briefs.

"I heard you, I just don't care," growled Vegeta as he dodged the blast. He watched carefully as the drones passed it around like a soccer ball.

"Alright then," said Dr. Briefs as he cut the feed only to reappear with 30 seconds. "He said he will be more than happy to instant transmission to your location and quote 'Super Saiyan punch you in the dick' end quote."

"That fucking bastard wouldn't dare! Gggrrrrr fine! Put him through but I won't stop my training for his nonsense!" yelled Vegeta. How dare that asshole make Super Saiyan jokes! He couldn't help but chuckle at Kakarot's threat, though. He must have known Vegeta wouldn't have humored him without a comical threat.

"Hey Vegeta, I need to ask you something," said Goku's voice over the speaker.

"Make it quick, you're bothering me," replied Vegeta with a hint of boredom.

"So, this whole claiming thing...can it be triggered again?" asked Goku.

"What do you mean? It would only happen again if there was another male in your space... or another female that wouldn't take the hint," said Vegeta as he kicked a Ki blast back to the drones.

"Well, I just got a little crazy again tonight..."

"Gross."

"...and my voice changed. Chi-Chi said it sounded scary and then I roared really loud. I kind of remember that now and I want to say it sounded the way you did when you were in your Oozaru form when we first fought."

"That sounds like a regular claiming to me. Did anything happen between your mate and one of the males there?" grunted Vegeta as he continued to flip and punch despite the intense gravity and Ki blasts.

"Well Chi-Chi hugged Alfie earlier, but it wasn't a big deal or anything. And he's been here since the beginning so why would that trigger me?" wondered Goku.

"If your mate wasn't loud enough to bring out your primal side when you claimed her the first time then that's why. Your Oozaru wasn't convinced by her performance so it didn't let you overcome the need to claim. It's been waiting for you to do it right," explained Vegeta.

"You didn't mention that the last time! That explains so much more!" yelled Goku.

"I was tired of talking to you last time! Now get off the phone and let me train in...FUCK!" Vegeta dodged a barrage of blasts by swatting them every which way. A stray blast hit the base of the control panel causing a small electrical storm to brew inside the gravity chamber. He rushed to shut off the power and get out.

******Mount Paozu******

"Vegeta? Hey, what's going on?!" shouted Goku into the phone. He quickly pulled the phone as far away from his ear as he could as a loud noise blasted through the speaker.

Without a moment to lose, Goku instantly transmitted out of the kitchen leaving behind a bewildered Alfie, still pale from hearing himself be mentioned in the conversation. He hadn't heard everything but hoped he wouldn't hear the horrifying roar again.

******The Mountains******

"Just take it!" said Bulma sternly.

"No, I don't need it!" reinforced Piccolo.

"I say you do, so TAKE THE DAMN CELL PHONE!" yelled Bulma.

Piccolo winced at how high her voice suddenly became and ground his teeth together.

CR Piccolo: "Why am I being harassed? I think she might be spending too much time with Vegeta."

"What is this really about? I keep tabs on everyone's energies from the lookout, so I do not have a need for your devices," explained Piccolo.

CR Bulma: "It's a free cell phone! Just take the damn thing and let's move on with our lives!"

"Ah-ha! But you're not at the lookout right now, are you? This is just an easier way for us humans who can't sense energy or fly, to get a hold of you in an emergency," said Bulma triumphantly.

"What kind of emergency would you possibly need to call me for?" asked Piccolo.

Before Bulma could answer the question her own phone began to ring. She held up a finger for Piccolo to wait for her call to end and answered the call.

Piccolo rolled his eyes and frowned as he waited but his expression softened when Bulma suddenly looked like she had heard the worst news in the world.

She hung up the phone and whispered, "That kind of emergency. The gravity room...it exploded. Vegeta was inside."

Piccolo's eyes widened in shock. 'How had I not felt his energy fall? I shouldn't have let Bulma distract me,' he thought.

Bulma walked back to the Airbus and lifted off in a hurry as her shock turned into worry and then into fury.

"That asshole destroyed my ship, AGAIN! If he's not dead, I'm gonna kill him!" she shouted as she held back tears. Tears of anger, it's not like she cared about that jerk.

Piccolo followed closely trying his best not to get in front of Bulma should she take out her anger out on him and knock him into another mountain.

******Authors Note*****

Stay tuned for the next episode! Thanks for reading :)