Priceless

"That game was incredible!" Raditz screamed as the guys raced around the crowds of people through the parking lot to Vegeta's car.

"I can't believe we won! I mean, it was so close!" Krillin exclaimed excitedly as he clenched his fists.

"Yeah. It was good, I guess." Yajirobe said with a shrug as he trailed a few feet behind the excited men. They all stopped and turned to look at him disbelievingly.

"It was good. You guess?" Vegeta asked slowly, feeling it was necessary, as he was currently addressing a moron.

"Why did you even want to come to the game?" Goku asked doubtfully.

"It's good for business." Yajirobe said with a proud smile. Yajirobe did spend a lot more time heading to the bathroom and making his rounds, talking to 'old friends' than he did watching the game. So it wasn't too surprising that was his aim the whole time.

The group made it to Vegeta's car, and sat themselves in the same places as before. After discussing details of the game for a while, the excitement finally died down. That's when Raditz seized the opportunity he'd been waiting for. He reached into Krillin's pocket, taking him by surprise. Krillin was quick to defend his possessions and fight Raditz off, so the two wrestled for a few minutes, causing a commotion as Yajirobe complained about being bumped and shoved. The yelling and kicking of his seat distracted Vegeta from driving, causing him to swerve the car as he turned back to the road just in time to avoid a fallen tree limb.

"Fuck!" Vegeta cursed.

"Raditz! Leave Krillin alone!" Goku yelled scoldingly from the front seat.

"Aha!" Raditz yelled victoriously as he held his fist in the air, clenching what he had been hoping to find. "Let's see what we've got here." He said as he turned his back to Krillin, facing the window, and carefully opened his palm.

"Give that back, Raditz!" Krillin yelled exasperatedly as he struggled to pull on Raditz's arms and reclaim what Raditz stole.

"Krillin?" Goku asked with worry, as he realized what Raditz now had. Krillin turned to Goku with a sad, apologetic look as Raditz inspected his prize.

"You didn't really think I'd forget about finding out what this stuff was, did you?" Raditz asked Goku with a smile as he held up a tiny, green pill.

"Hey, this isn't my problem." Yajirobe said as he watched what was happening and saw Goku and Krillin frowning at him. "I just give you the stuff; it's your job to hold onto it."

"So, what exactly is this?" Raditz asked as he raised an eyebrow in curiosity and sniffed the pill, trying to piece together what his brother was hiding from him.

"It's my own special blend, no one else sells anything like it. It's potent shit." Yajirobe said as he raised his chin in the air proudly. "I call it Senzu."

Raditz smiled broadly as he looked at the pill, then his brother. "So, you were afraid of me getting high?" He asked skeptically.

"No. I'm trying to stop you from throwing away all your money on drugs. You're supposed to be repaying Dad for all the money you borrowed, which was supposed to be my tuition money. Remember?" Goku asked as he narrowed his eyes angrily at his brother.

"Oh!" Raditz laughed. "You're just jealous because Dad paid my way through college, and you actually had to work!" Raditz continued laughing harder, as he held his stomach.

"Yeah! Because by the time I graduated high school, you already cost him a fortune squandering your college money on shit like this!" Goku yelled as he attempted to swing at his brother, being unable to reach him as Raditz sat on the driver's side, and Krillin was in the way.

"Sorry, bro. Sometimes it pays to be the older brother." Raditz said, sounding almost genuine, before he popped the Senzu in his mouth and swallowed.

"Hey! That was mine!" Krillin complained. He crossed his arms and sulked, knowing he only had one Senzu left now. He only used drugs a few times during college; it was a rare indulgence for him, even with a dealer for a roommate. He had hoped to share them with 18 today, but he wasn't going to shell out any money for more. First 18 ditched him for shopping, and now this. His plans for making today special weren't panning out so well. He scowled at Raditz, who was already grinning like an idiot. Raditz smiled as a thought came to him while musing over the conversation he and his brother just had.

"Hey...is that why you told me to move in with Vegeta? The money?" Raditz asked his brother as he leaned forward and rudely rested his elbow on Krillin's shoulder.

"What?!" Vegeta exclaimed as he looked at Goku in shock. Goku shook his head adamantly in denial.

"Yeah, he practically forced me. I wanted to stay at a fancy hotel for the month, but baby brother insisted I help his friend out."

Vegeta clenched the steering wheel with both hands, feeling his face heat up with rage. He looked at Goku, who was raising his palms defensively with an appeasing expression on his face.

"Sorry, Vegeta." Goku said with a nervous laugh. "I really thought you two would work out as roommates, and you did need somebody right away." Goku explained.

"Bullshit!" Vegeta spat. "You knew what a clown your brother was! And the only reason I needed a roommate was because you suddenly decided to move out with a woman you just met!" Vegeta's grip on the steering wheel tightened even more as he growled exasperatedly in anger.

"Hey, it hasn't all been bad." Raditz declared. "I've been with a lot of hot women since I stayed with you. That Maron is on the top of my list now. Too bad you wouldn't let me bang that Bulma chick, though. I bet she's really something." Raditz leaned back and chuckled, thinking to himself as Vegeta continued to fume in anger, and Krillin continued to sulk. Goku was on guard, preparing himself to be attacked by Vegeta when they got out of the car. He was sure Vegeta had no intentions of restraining himself today. Raditz started laughing hard as he remembered something. His riotous laughter was the only sound in the car as they rode for a while.

"I know you just took a Senzu, Raditz. But I'll ask anyways. Mind telling us what's so funny?" Krillin asked, not at all amused at the moment.

"I just remembered." Raditz said as he sighed and calmed down from the laughter. "Bulma stopped by the other night looking for Vegeta. I was disappointed she wasn't coming to see me, you know? Her face was priceless, though! I don't think I've ever seen a woman look so pissed, and that's saying a lot, coming from me." Raditz laughed as he elbowed Krillin tellingly.

They were approaching a red light, and Vegeta immediately slammed on the brakes, still several feet away from the red light as cars behind him were forced to slam on their brakes as well. Vegeta turned and glared at Raditz, angry that he never mentioned Bulma stopping by. Vegeta hadn't heard from her for several days, and was stubbornly waiting for her to cave and call him first, knowing the woman must be desperate to see him by now. He was wondering today if something was wrong, because she should have called already. He frowned at Raditz deeply, and the look in his eyes was so threatening, that even being high, Raditz knew Vegeta was dead serious when he asked, "What exactly did she say?"

Raditz gulped, then couldn't help laughing before forcing himself to be serious as he answered. "Uh, she told me to tell you she was looking for you, but she had to leave because…she had to do laundry?" Raditz said, unsure of himself as he couldn't remember exactly what she said.

Vegeta ignored the cars honking behind him and drivers yelling profanities as the light turned green and he remained parked in front of the intersection. He even ignored the other two idiots gawking at him in the backseat as well as the idiot sitting next to him who he was ready to kill. He forced himself to focus on Raditz. "And what did you say to her?" He said through his teeth.

"I just told her that the blond that was leaving was there with me. I even put in a good word for you, told her that you said she was the best you've ever had." Raditz said enthusiastically, glad he could offer some good news to the very pissed off Vegeta. "Oh yeah! I also told her Maron was fantastic, and she seemed interested in that. Maybe you could arrange a threesome." Raditz said as he raised his eyebrows suggestively with an idiotic smile.

Vegeta exhaled and took a deep breath, knowing he would not be able to form clear words with his jaw clenched as tightly as it currently was. And he needed to know more. "Bulma would not be interested in Maron. Whatever else you said about Maron got her attention. What else did you say?!" Vegeta growled at Raditz.

"Hey, man. I don't know." Raditz laughed lazily when he was subsequently surprised by a sharp pain in the side of his head where Vegeta punched him.

Vegeta smirked. Damn, that felt good! "Did that jog your memory?" Vegeta asked, prepared to do more damage if he didn't start getting answers.

"Hey, hey! Let me think for a minute!" Raditz said as he held his hands up in defense, finally getting serious. "Oh! She asked if you thought Maron was good, too!" Vegeta raised an eyebrow questioningly, waiting for Raditz to explain how he answered that question to Bulma. "I told her yes, of course. But you liked Bulma better." Raditz said, crossing his arms in satisfaction as he expected that answer to get him off the hook. Vegeta collectedly put the car in park and stepped out of the car as his passengers watched him perplexedly.

"Vegeta?" Goku called to him worriedly, not having a good feeling about this.

Vegeta opened the passenger door behind his, forcefully dragging an off-guard Raditz onto the nearby sidewalk and beating him senseless until Krillin and Goku ran out to pull Vegeta off of him. Yajirobe stepped out of the car to join them, slowly walking to stand over Raditz with his arms crossed.

"What a waste of a Senzu." Yajirobe said as he shook his head sadly at the unconscious Raditz sprawled on the ground.

Vegeta violently struggled his way out of Goku and Krillin's grasp, returning to the driver's seat of his car. The other three bent down to help Raditz back into the car, only to hear the engine rev and tires skid as Vegeta sped off without them.

"Vegeta!" Krillin yelled furiously as he watched the car speed away.

Goku looked after the disappearing car and shook his head sadly. "I'll see if Chi-Chi can pick us up." He said as he reached for his phone.

Raditz groaned into Krillin's supportive shoulder as Goku started speaking to Chi-Chi on the phone. Yajirobe looked scared as he inspected the injuries all over Raditz and realized just how serious Vegeta was. He pulled out his phone with a deep frown. "You people are crazy. I'm getting my own ride home." He said as he put the phone to his ear and asked someone to pick him up.

Goku looked at Krillin and Yajirobe apologetically after Yajirobe hung up the phone. "I'm sorry you guys got stuck in the middle of this." He frowned at his brother's beaten and bloodied face as Raditz sucked in a pained breath and let out an anguished chuckle. It was definitely time for Raditz to go.

Krillin forced himself to shake off the earlier experiences of the day as he caressed 18's hand, sitting at the movie theater with her that night. His plans were now thrown to the wayside, as he had hoped to build this up all day, and take 18 by surprise. Their one month anniversary was only a week away, and he figured by making an earlier celebration of it, 18 would actually be surprised. She was not an easy person to surprise, he had realized, on the many dates they had been on during the weeks they've been together. Sure, she was surprised if he did something unexpected in the moment, but any plans he ever made to surprise her never seemed to have any effect. Krillin looked admiringly at 18, feeling lucky to be spending so much time with such a beautiful woman. He released his grip on her hand to wrap his arm over her shoulder, pulling 18 in tightly to him, as she willingly rested into his chest.

He was enjoying the movie, as much as he could with the anxiety of what was to come on his mind. He did have other motives for surprising 18 with this early celebration. She wasn't completely wrong when she said he wouldn't last a month. He just couldn't take it anymore. He had been taking cold showers and torturing himself with the holdout ever since their first date, and he was definitely envious of his friends who made him feel like he was the only college student on campus who wasn't having sex. He knew 18 was feeling it as well, which made tonight even more exciting. The movie credits and theme song started playing as the lights came on in the theatre, people rising from their seats. Krillin and 18 stood and headed out, following the slow-moving traffic down the steps and out the theater doors.

"Where to now?" 18 asked as she tossed her trash in the receptacle.

"Let's go for a drive." Krillin said with a smile, trying to hide his own disappointment. They had dinner earlier at Krillin's apartment. He cooked the best he could for her, hoping it would pass as romantic with the candles he lit on the table and music he played. What he had really hoped to do was take 18 to a fancy, impressive restaurant for their anniversary celebration, but he just couldn't afford something like that right now. With graduation closing in, he needed all the money he had to be prepared for moving on to grad school. A bachelor's degree in psychology doesn't open the door to many jobs, and he was hoping to actually meet with clients, something that requires at least a master's level degree. He was considering splurging tonight regardless of that, but he currently had a lot of bills that were due now, and used the money he had for that.

Krillin opened the door for 18, kissing her hand as she sat in the car and giggled at his antics. He could tell 18 seemed happy, so at least tonight was going well in her eyes. Krillin sat in the car, buckled and started it, and was happy to know that at least he had a destination which he knew was very private, and very romantic, and most of all, didn't cost anything.

"How was the football game?" 18 asked as they sat together and Krillin drove. Krillin frowned and shook his head. She had already asked about that at dinner, and he told her he didn't want to talk about it. He still felt that way, but knew she wanted him to tell her something or she wouldn't be asking again.

"I don't want to talk about it, because there was a lot of drama with the guys, and I don't want to ruin our night thinking about that right now, okay?" Krillin asked, almost begged, as he hoped that would suffice for now and 18 would drop it.

"Drama with the guys? I thought that was only something that happened with women." 18 said in surprise, smiling as she tried not to laugh when the image of men bickering like vindictive women entered her mind. She looked at Krillin to see he was dead serious about wanting her to drop it. "Okay. Let's forget about the day, then. Where are you taking me, anyways?"

"You'll see." Krillin said with a smile, letting out a relieved sigh now that he knew 18 was on the same page as him. Krillin pulled off the road, as 18 looked at him suspiciously. He stopped, seemingly, in the middle of nowhere. It was very quiet, there were trees all around, plenty of leafy grass, and there was a fantastic view in front of them of the lake near campus, and the shining lights of the bridge across the distance of the lake. 18 smirked at Krillin.

"Krillin, what are you up to?" She asked suspiciously. Krillin didn't bother to answer. He planted his lips on hers, kissing her deeply and greedily. 18 kissed back, happily surprised at Krillin's aggressive actions. Was this really it? Was he finally giving in? They pulled apart as they finally needed to catch their breath.

"Krillin, our anniversary isn't until next week…" 18 said, not really wanting to bring it up, but hoping he would confirm that this is what this was all about.

"Are you complaining now? I thought this was what you wanted?" Krillin asked teasingly as he climbed out of the car and went around to open 18's door.

18 smiled brightly as Krillin helped her out of the car, intending to lead her to the hood where they could enjoy the romantic view together. 18 held his hand tight and pulled Krillin to a stop before he could move towards the hood. "Forget that. We've waited long enough." 18 said as she opened the back door of the car and pulled her panties down from below her dress. Krillin gaped in disbelief as 18 kicked the panties over her shoes and tossed them inside the car, giving him a sharp nod towards the backseat with a sexy expression. He couldn't contain his smile as he followed her into the backseat, hoping he wasn't ruining the mood with the goofy grin he must be wearing.

Krillin leaned over 18, supporting his body weight as they resumed kissing, and greedily feeling each other up, something they had done before only a few times. Krillin couldn't believe how amazing 18's breasts felt in his hands, and immediately felt himself hardening as soon as he was touching her. He reminded himself to stay in control, it had been a while, and he wanted to make this last for 18. Krillin licked 18's ear, his breath on her neck teasing her as she anticipated what she had been waiting for for weeks now. Krillin reached his hand down between 18's thighs and started fingering her, feeling himself getting harder as he felt how wet and tight she was. He massaged her clit as 18 arched her back in satisfaction and moaned, until she quivered and came. She had never had an orgasm just from a man's hand before, and was feeling impressed with Krillin already. Krillin reached in his pocket and pulled out a condom, unbuttoning his pants as 18 leaned forward and started kissing him hungrily. He frantically pulled down his pants and tried to put the condom on, something that was proving very difficult with the way 18 was kissing him and driving him crazy. He finally pulled away regretfully, so he could get the thing on already. When 18 saw he had it on, she laid back on the seat, eyeing him enticingly. Krillin climbed over 18 and settled between her thighs, pushing himself into her as they both groaned in satisfaction together. Krillin took a few harsh breaths to calm himself before moving again. He couldn't remember being inside a woman ever feeling this good before, and they hardly started. Once he felt in control again, Krillin slowly pulled out and pumped back into 18 harshly, as she warned him to be careful when her head hit the car door uncomfortably. He slowed it down and repeatedly thrust in controlled movements for only a minute before he felt like he was going to lose it. 18 was writhing beneath him, and he could tell she was ready to cum as well. Just as he felt the need to ask her if she was ready yet, because he was going to lose it, 18 yelled out and tightened her thighs around him, making Krillin cum. He swore his body was tingling down to his toes after that. They panted and smiled at each other, and Krillin realized that even though money was tight and the football game and Senzu didn't work out, this was the best date they'd ever had.

Vegeta sat in a hard, plastic chair, reading the sports section of the college newspaper. He wore a hoodie, which he begrudgingly had pulled over his head before entering this room. He was careful to keep the paper raised high enough that no one would see his face. He turned his head quickly as the sound of shuffling footsteps entered through the open door, hoping this person would finally be the one he'd been waiting to see. He grunted in disappointment when it was yet again just another unknown person with a basket full of laundry. He had been there for about an hour and a half, he realized as he checked his watch. But he didn't care. He would wait as long as it took.

He drove straight here after leaving Raditz and the rest of them on the side of the road. He knew Bulma did laundry around this time, on this day of the week, conveniently enough. Once she showed up, he would see who this mystery man was when she started talking to someone. And then…well, he hadn't decided just what he was going to do yet. But he might just go all out. He was on a roll now, after finally dealing with Raditz. After this, Goku would be next. It was both of their faults that this was all happening. Bulma would have never been driven into the arms of another man if Raditz kept his big mouth shut, and Raditz wouldn't even be there in the first place if it weren't for Goku and his lousy, selfish ideas. Vegeta was distracted from his thoughts when he heard footsteps approaching again, these sounding more light and feminine than the last footsteps he heard. He unknowingly smiled when he recognized the beautiful shade of blue hair and smiling face of the woman entering the laundry room. Had it only been a few days since he last saw her? He felt like he was seeing her for the first time, and he had never seen anyone so beautiful. Sure, she was dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, her hair was in a sloppy ponytail, and she wasn't wearing much makeup, but none of that detracted from her beauty. Vegeta caught himself lowering the paper as he gazed at her, and quickly raised it, hoping she hadn't recognized him. He looked into the words of the newspaper, thinking over a confusing thought as he still waited for Bulma's mysterious laundry guy to show.

If Bulma had been seeing a 'cute guy' who she was now dating in the laundry room, wouldn't she come down to do laundry a little more done-up? She always wore makeup and sexy clothing, and had perfect hair when Vegeta would see her. Even in her apartment, when she was supposedly relaxing and inviting him over for an impromptu visit, she looked like she put more effort into her look than now. Someone else entered the laundry room, and Vegeta glanced over his paper to see a tall, scrawny looking man with a huge bag of laundry that almost seemed too heavy for him to handle. He was ready to discard any thoughts of watching this guy when he heard Bulma's voice.

"Hey! How are you?" Bulma said happily as she patted the man on the shoulder. What the hell? This couldn't possibly be her guy. She'd have to be out of her mind to get involved with a guy like him when she had Vegeta. Vegeta knew he was good looking and sexy, and women were after him all the time. Bulma should feel lucky to have him. What the hell?! He thought as the man continued telling Bulma all about his stupid pet turtle and job at the local ice cream shop, and Bulma smiled and looked at him interestedly. That smile wasn't meant for him! Vegeta fumed angrily, looking into his paper as he shook his head, this just couldn't be happening.

From across the laundry room, where Bulma had chosen a washing machine, Vegeta heard Bulma mutter, "Sssshit!" He heard her mumble something to Scrawny, which he couldn't make out. He looked up a moment later to see her gone. Where did she go?

Vegeta was derailed from his search for Bulma when someone was standing over him, and the voice he heard being so close made him jump in his chair. "Excuse me. Do you have any extra coins I can borrow? I forgot to bring some money for the machines down with me." He knew that beautiful voice, he knew it too well. Vegeta kept the newspaper high as he responded, trying to conceal his voice.

"No, sorry." He said, making it appear that he was too engrossed in his newspaper article to look away.

"Please? You don't just have a couple of quarters?" Bulma asked as she pulled the paper down, feeling the need to see a face in order to have a conversation. Vegeta's eyes widened as Bulma's eyes met his. Her eyes widened as well as soon as she recognized him.

"Vegeta?!" She exclaimed as her mouth dropped. Then she set her mouth into a hard line, glaring furiously at him. Yes, she was pissed. Raditz was right. That face was priceless.