Note: Yay! I've come this far! (^o^) Thanks for all of you who have enjoyed this with me. My sister even couldn't stand reading a chapter (laughing).

Disclaimer: Akira Toriyama

Part 10 Guess who is coming to Vegeta?

Goku watched closely the guy and his gang who were by now standing in front of him. They were up to no good toward Vegeta. He could feel it.

"Say, honey, why don't you give me a hug? It had been almost 10 years since our last meeting." Frieza tried to gave Goku hug. However, Goku, using his instant transmission move, moved far away of him. Frieza looked irritated a bit but he didn't want to show it. Instead, he managed a smile upon Goku.

"That's okay, love. Say, why don't you allow me to get in? I'm so thrilled meeting Vegeta." Frieza threw the flower bouquet straight to Goku, "wait up here guys. It's too private."

Goku had no other option but let him entered the Vegeta's room, "Why not? I see no reason to keep you here."

He opened the door for with Frieza. He saw Vegeta in his wheelchair and Bulma stood very close to him. They had heard his conversation with Frieza for sure. He hoped Vegeta won't be worn out meeting Frieza.

Goku threw Frieza's bouquet to the trash bin nearby. Sorry lovely flowers, it's for Vegeta.

Frieza quickly noted Vegeta's wounds and smiled wickedly. Goku looked at him with disgust on his face. Frieza hadn't changed much. He always was this irritating and tormenting fucker since they had been kids.

"You've never made me boring, Vegeta. You've always full of surprise. Who had beaten you this time?" Frieza questioned Vegeta but he didn't answer. "I really hate you when you clam up!"

"That's not your fucking business. Stop playing polite with me bastard. How could you trace me down here?"

Frieza laughed, "You're always this cold. I heard some news from my boys in West Harbor hoop. You really made a successful comeback since what had happened last year, didn't you? My icy prince Vegeta almost got killed for saving a blue haired girl. Ah, I knew it. You're the girl." He pointed Bulma. "Well, quite a beautiful chick, isn't she?"

"She has nothing to do with you." Vegeta replied and wrapped Bulma's waist. "You have come this far not for asking that. What's the deal?"

"I always adore your wits. I come here for giving you this," Frieza put an envelope on the table. "I'll hold a street basket party next month in Saiba City. I hope you can come and participate."

"Why in the world I should come?"

"Wow, Vegeta, I guess we should come. It sounds good."

"Shut your fucking mouth off Kakarotto." Vegeta stared back at Frieza and replied, "I won't make it bastard."

"Let's see. You are leading a new peaceful life here, having lots of friends and a beautiful girl. Well, you don't want ruining all of those, right?" Frieza expression changed.

Bulma could see hungry monster in Frieza's eyes. He was ready to eat anyone alive.

"I have invited all of our friends, Vegeta. So, if you still had some bitter unfinished story, you could straighten all there. What do you think?"

"Fuck it off. I don't care."

Bulma knew Vegeta was terrified. She felt Vegeta's hand wrapped her tighter. She covered his hand with her, assuring him that nothing had to be worried.

"That's not a wise answer. I kinda say this to them 'Vegeta might be not come. But he would be pleased if you guys invited him yourself. He lives at Capsule Corp and studies in West High School'."

"Screw you!"

"Ah, I love that… A harsh exclamation at last," Frieza showed his real face. His eyes were sharp and killing. He licked his purple lips and smiled directly to Bulma, "do you know that your boyfriend is an idiot monkey? He flunked a year in our school."

There, Frieza left the room.

"Wow! What a killing atmosphere!" Goku shouted. "By the way, did you really flunk a year, Vegeta?"

"It's not your business asshole. I refuse to answer it."

"You don't have to explain it. I knew it; I knew it," Goku grinned and teased him, "Last year coma accident right?"

"What? Kakarotto…"

"You should have been in the same grade with Captain Piccolo if you hadn't flunked." Goku continued. "That Frieza is also in his third grade, isn't it? Did you study in the same school?"

"You..." Vegeta's face was red.

Goku grinned because he knew he was right. "No need to answer, your face has answered all of my questions."

Bulma studied Goku naughty smile carefully and held his arms, "Darn, how could you know that? You didn't… Crap, you're fucking asshole…."

"I didn't mean it. I was about opening the door while you guys were talking…" Goku defended himself, giving his best innocent look.

It didn't work.

"You bastard Goku! Overhearing our conversation didn't you!"

"I know it's not good… I just couldn't stop it! Hey! Stop it Bulma!"

Goku had accepted several hard punches on his head when an old nurse came and warned them, "This is hospital you ungrateful kids! Please be quiet!"

Vegeta slowly stared at Bulma; his face was pale and tired. "We really have to go. I hate being in here."

Bulma smiled and pushed his wheelchair, "fine, let's go."

They went downstairs and met Chichi there. She had waited for a long time. Goku took her arms and led the way. They went to Capsule Corp. together in Chichi's car. The driver was King Ox best butler. His precious daughter deserved the best.

Along the road Vegeta asked Goku, "Well, Kakarotto, I had to ask you something important later. Promise me you would stay a while."

"He would," Bulma answered for Goku.

Chichi felt some strange feeling again and she pressed Goku's hand, "I'll come with him."

"What can I say? I'm so handsome and popular. Many fans of mine want to stay with me."

"You lousy bastard, who's your fans? Kiss my ass," Vegeta yelled at him.

Goku's face was red. Vegeta reminded him about their accidental kiss in the hospital ward. In the same way Vegeta remember too. Fuck, he had spelled out the fucking K-word.

That pig. Kakarotto was a complete idiot.

"I'm wondering because two of you act so strange lately. What had happened?" Bulma asked. She realized that both Vegeta and Goku face were red. "Tell me Goku! I knew you hid something between you and Vegeta!"

"It is hardly spoken actually, Bulma." Goku's face was so serious. "We just had…"

"That's just an accidental kiss! That fucking Kakarotto dropped his body over me and his lips met mine and that's all!"

"Vegeta, you're crazy! You don't have to tell the truth! I just wanted to saying that we just had a bad time with Frieza and we felt sick because of him! Can't you be sneaky a bit? What a stupid!"

All of them were laughing really hard, except Vegeta and Goku. They really felt embarrassed. Vegeta even considered digging a hole and never coming out until next decade. He hated becoming their laughing stock.

In the Capsule Corp, all of them took a rest in Bulma's huge living room. Vegeta turned his face over Goku. He really needed to talk with him.

"Kakarotto, I need you now. Only two of us in my room."

"So you two can kiss each other once again?" Bulma grinned. Chichi laughed with her.

Vegeta glimpsed at Bulma, "That's not funny. It's serious matter."

"Then why should you hide it from me?"

"Why should I tell you everything? It's beyond your reach."

"Wow, stop it! Don't wreck your relationship because of me!" Goku interrupted them. "I hate being the third in a triangle love!"

"It's about Frieza, Bulma. Stay out of this." Vegeta warned her. "I don't want involve a weakling like you in my problem."

"I've been involved already! You can't stop me because I want to know too. Besides, who's the weakling? I'm not weakling!"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. This was exactly what he hated from relationship.

"Kakarotto, could you bring your girl stepping back for a while? I need talking to Bulma and this time, try not to overhear my conversation or else."

Goku headed straight to dining room with Chichi, "I need food. Can you cook for me?"

"Sure honey."

In the living room Vegeta asked Bulma to sit on the sofa together. They did it. Vegeta wrapped his hand over her shoulder and looked her directly in her eyes.

"Frieza the fuck is a big danger. I don't want to involve you again."

"Why? I can take care myself."

"Don't fuck everything, Bulma. I don't want you catch any other problems."

"You're shit! I don't care if I…"

Vegeta began to kiss her. Gentle at first but it went deeper and hungry. Bulma surrendered herself in his arms.

"Vegeta…."

"I really care about you…."

"Vegeta…."

After a while he let her off.

"It hurt me thousand times seeing you in trouble, dammit. Can't you understand?"

"I see."

"So, can you stay out from my business with Frieza?"

"Yes."

"Good, now I want to see Kakarotto."

Goku was eating his big feast when Vegeta met him. He grinned and followed Vegeta toward his room. He glanced over Chichi and yelled, "Save the food for me sweetheart!"

Chichi smiled. "I will."

"What are you trying to say?" Goku couldn't understand why Vegeta should drag him to his room. He was wondering when Vegeta finally spoke to him.

"I had to beat that bastard. I want you to come with me to that damn street basket party."

"Yeah, sure. I'll go."

"It's not the usual street basket that we use to play, Kakarotto. It's full of fight and crazy tricks beyond your imagination. You could get killed."

"Are you serious? What kind of street basket is that?"

"That's Saiba City street basket party. Tell me, you'll in or not?"

Next: Frieza's fool treats…. ^_^