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Disclaimer: Akira Toriyama

Part 21 The End of Saiba Street Basket Party part 1

The sky outside was getting darker and darker. The storm was coming in the middle of summer. Something unexpected might happen in Saiba City. Moreover, something unexpected might happen to our beloved Vegeta.

In the hall, Vegeta demanded Bulma to explain why she was there. Bulma had been the last person in the world he would have taken to Saiba Street Basket Party. "So, Bulma… Tell me why you are here!" Vegeta asked her angrily, rising his voice. However the way he looked at her was soft and full of love. "I told you to stay at home, right?"

"Ahh... it's a long story... I was..."

"Tell me, don't hide anything."

Goku stuck out his tongue, watching their love scene. Suddenly, his stomach crawled. He shouted, "man, I'm desperately hungry!"

Piccolo grabbed something from his pocket. He handed something to Goku. It was a tiny green bean. "Well, eat this. You will feel a lot better."

Vegeta and Bulma stared at Piccolo, wondering Piccolo's decision. Vegeta tried to grab the bean from Piccolo's hand but Goku was faster than him. He quickly swallowed the bean.

"Fuck! What are you…."

"Vegeta, I just want to eat this M&C candy! Hmm…."

Then, Goku felt a burst inside his body. His body was refresh and full energy. He screamed automatically, "Super! Wahoo! I never thought I'd feel this good!"

Vegeta and Bulma frowned and looked very shocked. They were afraid of the side effect. In the opposite, Goku smiled and then gazed at Vegeta. "So you turned healthy last time because of this bean, Vegeta?"

"Damn you Piccolo! What are you giving to him?" Vegeta shouted furiously, holding Bulma very tight in his arms. "Kakarotto! Throw that bean out! Immediately!"

"Relax, Vegeta. It isn't Senzu Bean. It's another Karin's invention," Piccolo calmly explained. "This green bean can replace your food demand for 10 days."

"By the way Vegeta mentioned Senzu Bean. What is Senzu Bean? May I try it? It sounds tasty."

Vegeta breathed heavily. "No need you moron!"

"So, can I continue my story now?" Bulma insisted, searching Vegeta's attention. "Well, I was…."

"By the way Bulma," Goku interrupted. "You didn't tell my father in law my letter, did you? He almost put me in jail for eloping Chichi!"

"Goku, I'm trying to explain something here!" Bulma shouted. "Can you shut up for a second?"

"Oh, I remember perfectly…." Goku grinned, but there was a bitter pain in his voice. "Two of you were busy making love that day. It is so understandable why you two didn't remember me at all. When I returned home from your house, my father in law were there with tons of polices, waiting to arrest me!"

"Goku…."

"I had to explain to each of them, I didn't kidnap her! Her father was crazy! That rich fucking old man! He accused me many things! And what are you doing? You exactly had some fucking fun activities, whoring your slutty body to that asshole!"

"What are you talking, Goku? You're totally out of your character!"

"In the morning she just left, preparing her things without kiss me good bye first! Then you came, hitting me out of blue Vegeta!"

"Goku? What's wrong with you?"

"But of course, there is another side effect, just like Senzu Bean." Piccolo continued, smiling. "The consumers will be damned annoying because the bean made them naturalist, considering all bad aspects in their life and corrupting them."

"You damned bald green! Do you realize what you had done to that pig?" Vegeta voice was rising again. "Fucking personality doesn't suit him!"

"Don't worry; it will last for 5 minutes. It's fun to see him becoming a bit evil, isn't it?"

Goku took No. 16's capsule, taking No. 18 and No. 17 out from it. No. 16 tried to take those back, but Goku was completely insane. He played with those heads, mimicking Hamlet. "To be or not to be: That is the question: whether…."

"One more word, Kakarotto, I'll cut your neck too and you'll make friend with nearly headless Nick from Gryffindor dorm! Do you get it?"

Goku obeyed Vegeta and closed his mouth.

Vegeta muttered. What a fucking disaster, that Kakarotto and the Namec, for making him worried over stupid thing like that. Then he slowly turned his head to Bulma, facing her with lovely expression in his eyes. He gave all of his attention for her. "Now you can explain to me, ignore those damned fuckers, okay?"

Bulma stared back at Vegeta, asking for his sympathy. "Oh, it's a long story, Vegeta. I was heading to the school when a black limousine stopped in front of me. Four tall men in black suit grabbed me and tried to carry me into the car. I struggled and kicked them many time, of course."

"Hahaha! Poor men! I give my pity for them…. None could stop you! Hahaha!" Goku laughed. "You're more than trouble, girl!"

Vegeta gave Goku an icy look, a signal for stop laughing at Bulma.

Goku did stop.

"I almost got escaped, but they were sneaky! They gave me a chloroformed handkerchief over my mouth! Before I collapsed, I had seen Frieza slowly closed his car window from another limousine not far away."

"I think I know this story!" Goku stroked his chin, imitating Conan Edokawa this time. "Give me some time to think about it, okay?"

"Don't cut her story pig! I'm listening here!"

"C'mon Vegeta, don't get too serious. Bulma just…."

"I said I'm listening! Cut your crap and leave us if you want!"

"Okay, okay….I'll keep my mouth shut," Goku obeyed him, focusing on Vegeta's katana. Then his eyes moved, watching Vegeta carefully, who looked worried and such. He's overreact, can't he realize Bulma's drama queen plot which is very obvious? Cih, that girl really needs large sum of attention!

Meanwhile Bulma seemed enjoyed that kind of attention and she continued her story. "I woke sometime later. I was there, in a very nice decorated room, even though not as exclusive as my room. Absolutely it is not as highly decorative as mine," she added. "Then, I realized that I was wearing that damned bunny costume. Frieza was sitting in front of me, asking me how I felt wearing those stuffs. He said the bunny ears cost 20 millions, the bunny costume cost 50 millions, and these jewelries," Bulma showed good crafted diamond necklace, diamond bracelet and diamond rings, "cost 30 millions."

"Hah?" Vegeta raised his eyebrows, looked very severe. "He did that?"

"Yeah," Bulma nodded. "He asked whether I was happy or not…."

"Wait a second! It is dragon ball fanfiction, not Hana Yori Dango 2nd opening episode!" Goku yelled. "I know it! Hey, try to be creative Scarlett, don't disappoint your fans!"

"The truth isn't too different," Bulma defended her story. "Frieza did that really! But he asked me whether I was happy or not living with Vegeta!"

"Well, she's still not creative, only copy and paste part of Kamio Youko sensei's story." Goku insisted.

"Don't be rude Kakarotto…." Vegeta smirked at him. "Just because you're becoming the second favorite character after me, you can't judge her like that. She's only Kamio fans and wanted to show her dedication."

"My holy Mandello! Goku! Could you throw those heads away? I told you that those heads make me sick!" Piccolo snapped and walked away, feeling irritated. He had got high sensitivity toward blood and violence.

Goku was wondering the same thing.

All of the sudden, he couldn't recall his memory. "Huh? Why am I holding these heads? Where is No. 16?"

Goku had wanted to give those things to No. 16, but No. 16 was nowhere to find. "Well, Captain, I wanted to give these heads to No. 16, but maybe he left to the toilet?"

Then Goku remembered something. "I want to ask you Bulma! Can you help me to fix them?"

"Throw those away first!" Piccolo repeated his demand.

"I'm the one who is trying to explain something here! Goku! Vegeta! Piccolo! Shut up!" Bulma shouted and stared angrily toward those guys. "Goku, I'll check those head later! Eh? Are these real androids' head? Wow!"

Bulma quickly grabbed No. 18 head from Goku. "It seemed complicated, but maybe I can figure it out with my father. Ah, it has got blood veins and real skin!"

"Yeah, it's 70% human. So can you save them?"

"If you have screwdriver, I'll check them now."

"I believe you better check your lovely androids later on. I have something to say after all," Frieza's highly voice rose in the air, coming toward them with his henchmen. "I want to tell something before our final match."

"Here comes trouble", Goku whispered, he stepped backward.

"You better stay where you are bastard!" Vegeta yelled, confronted him. "Are you afraid all of us beating you so you come and try to distract our concentration?"

"Well, I have nothing to hide, Vegeta. Distracting all your minds is my purpose. Hum? How come you become that healthy? Last time I saw you dying on the ring."

"I've got super medicine of course."

Frieza looked suspicious for he didn't believe the advanced technology in medicine.

"Why? Do you want to try it?"

"No thanks…." No matter what you have, monkey. I'll kill you in the end with my hands. Frieza glanced at Goku over Vegeta shoulder. That was the right time. He stared back at Vegeta. "Ah, Vegeta! Your mascara seems melted."

"What the fuck! The game's over bastard! It's okay to whip those nasty things."

"Hmm…. Next games I'll make sure you apply it." Frieza smiled, showing his evil expression. "I bet you and Goku now are close friends, am I right?"

"Sure we are!" Goku answered quickly. "Real close!"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

"Fuck you! What do you want to tell?"

"Vegeta, have you told Goku there you're the one who killed his father?"

Frieza's words made everyone around them watched their conversation. Some youngsters even came closer to them, saying some cruel words.

"Wuah, cool! I always fancy killing my own parents!"

"Yeah, same here!"

"What are you saying asshole!" Bulma shouted, remembering her beloved parents. "You'll be cursed for having such intentions!"

Goku quickly looked intently at Vegeta and Frieza, wondering those words. Who killed who? My father?

"Huh?" Vegeta's expression changed. Frieza's words turned his blood to ice.

"Well? I guessed you had hidden that truth for a looong time, Vegeta. Ah, it's been more than 10 years, right?"

"What the hell are you talking about? You…. Shut your fucking mouth!"

"You have no secret anymore! Do you feel better now?"

Goku looked shocked and couldn't say any words. His face turned pale. "What are you saying? Vegeta, what is he trying to say? You couldn't…."

"Fuck you asshole! My boyfriends couldn't possibly kill your father! He couldn't kill anyone without enough reason!"

Then Goku slowly moved his eyes to those cutting head in his arms and Bulma's, remembering Vegeta's words one by one. Those words shifted into his head, mixing and overlapping in his memories. Vegeta couldn't kill his father. He wasn't that cruel.

I never said I'll stop killing people. Read again chapter 18 moron!

Goku gripped No. 17 head tighter. No, Vegeta was his friend.

YOU have NOTHING to do with my life, Kakarotto. Never try calling me for nothing. You waste my time, dammit.

No, Vegeta was nicer these days.

Damn! Is it nice to be bad?

Goku closed his eyes. Calm down, the one who is saying those words is Frieza. Besides, more than ten years ago Vegeta was 7 years old. What could 7 years old boy do? Goku remembered one of his favorite scenes in Blood+. A ten years old boy could make an older vampire girl pregnant. So, Vegeta might do something terrible. But, he was not sure….

Then, images of his childhood flashed before him. Memories he had longed to forget, recollections of broken promises. Wise man voice and children laughter echoed in his mind, over and over.

It had started long time ago in Christmas Eve. Goku had been 4 years old that year….

His father had promised him to spend some time together before his boss called to another job. Goku was angry and cried, asking him father to play with him. Finally, his father took him to the big mansion, where he had worked for years. His father led him to the big and luxurious kitchen ever.

"Son, I have no time now. Wait in here, don't go anywhere."

Goku nodded solemnly, whipping his tears. Waiting alone made him bored. Goku peered over the window, white snow falling beautifully. He walked and passed many rooms, searching for fun.

In one big hall, he heard the sounds of bouncing ball. He was amazed, looking another boy played there. Goku's face was filled with excitement.

"Can I play with you?" He heard himself spoke. Goku seldom spoke with strangers. He didn't know where he found that courage. He just wanted to play the ball, badly.

"Who are you? How could you enter this place?" Asked the boy, his tone was prideful. "Find the exit door and get out from here."

"I… I'm Bardock's son. My name is Kakarotto!"

"Kakarotto?" The boy raised his eyebrows, his lips curved in amazement. "Kakarotto?"

"Yes! Can we play together?"

"Huh, I don't like playing with my driver's son. It's pathetic. But, I like your name."

"Yeah?"

The little boy smiled, "we share the same names. My name is Vegeta."

"Vegeta? Hahaha…. From now let's play together!"

"Promise me?"

"I promise!"

Days passed after that day. One day, Goku found Vegeta sitting alone, tears fell from his eyes. Goku was worried and tapped his shoulder. Vegeta hugged him tightly.

"Sorry, we can't be friend again Kakarotto."

"What do you mean? We're friend, right?"

"No again. I made your father died."

"Goku? What's wrong with you? Can you give No. 17's head to me?" No. 16's voice brought Goku back into reality. Goku quickly handed No. 17's head and stared at Frieza. Blood colored his hands.

Frieza looked at him too. "Do you feel happy to know this truth? I always want you to…."

"You don't have to tell me anything, I trust Vegeta." Goku smiled, "He's my friend."

Frieza stunned, looked very stern. He didn't accept Goku's good response. "Whatever. I told you the truth, Songoku."

Goku tried to smile. He remembered all, his excruciating pain and all. At that condition, he could imagine what Vegeta had told him before; He had been living in comfort. That's true. And all he wanted was leading peaceful life.

Past wasn't that important to him.

He sacred what was waiting in front of him, a better future.

"Kakarotto…."

"Don't worry, Vegeta. I'm in your side. Besides, it's not the right time to explain something, right?"

Vegeta smiled, "Thanks."

"That's what friends are for."

Frieza backed off, feeling battered down. Huh, I still have another weapon, monkeys!

"Well, Piccolo…. I just want to say this; I'll kill your beloved doll if you join them in the final." Frieza paused a while, then smiling happily. "Final game will be held in the next half hour. Prepare yourself."

Piccolo held his breath. His face was pale. Dende!

Vegeta gripped Bulma's hand tighter, his mouth was hardened. "That fag is a bloody swine! FUCK! What should we do?"

Goku stared at No. 16, "do you want to replace Piccolo?"

"Yes, I would love…." No. 16 stopped his mouth. Strangely, there were some voice came from his neck.

Tic…. Tac… Tic… Tac…

"What happen with you?" Vegeta snapped, grabbing his katana closer. "Don't tell me that…"

"Piccolo! Songoku! Everyone! I'm ready to explode! The bomb inside my neck had just been active for I failed to kill Songoku. Take this capsule, Bulma." He handed his capsule into Bulma's hand. "Save my sister and brother, please. I believe in you. I have to go now."

No. 16 quickly flew to the exit door. He was so fast none could realize him. Goku, Vegeta, and the rest followed after him. No. 16 flew into the rained sky, waving them good bye. He disappeared quickly.

"No. 16! Nice to meet you!" Goku screamed, walked outside the hall.

Vegeta and Bulma watched him from the hall. Piccolo kept quite, wondering why bad things always happened toward good person. Sometimes God wasn't fair.

After a while, there was a huge blow from the sky. Goku closed his eyes. Red rain colored his innocent face. He cried painfully, hoping that was only a dream.

That was a complete fucking nightmare. Goku sauntered to his friends and forced a smile, "well, he's gone. We only have one choice left."

Piccolo was still crying, thinking of No. 16 mission and his will. He had promised to help them, promised to join the APGO group….

"Not in your life, bastard! Everyone is okay to replace that Namec unless her!" Vegeta grabbed Bulma's body, didn't want to let her go.

"Vegeta, c'mon, she's our only hope!" Goku tried to convince him.

"That fag…. I should have killed him if I had got the choice!" Vegeta said bitterly. He didn't want anything happen to Bulma. He preferred die to let Bulma joining him in the ring. Watching Bulma received several punches some time ago had made him lost his mind.

"Vegeta let me do this." Bulma smiled wryly. "I want to help you."

"FUCK! Don't you know me? I can't…"

Bulma grabbed Vegeta's face and kissed him with passion. "I don't want to die, not now. But I know how worthy this game for you…."

Vegeta replied her kissed, caressed her gently. "Hmmm, you make me remember when you wrapped me with those lovely legs…."

"Hmm, if I'm dying, you can give me Senzu Bean."

"Bitch… You really have to attend anonymous sex addict."

"So do you, my regular visitor."

Vegeta tried to control himself. "Shit, we've got no time for this!"

"Do you want to know my opinion? Get a room, you two." Goku curved a mocking smile. "I'm not sure why both of you still consider making love in this critical situation. I guess you should start make love from chapter 1, so in here you won't think sex too much."

Vegeta's face blushed. He quickly released his arms from Bulma. "Fine, Kakarotto! You're really getting under my nerves. Do you want to be sliced by my katana?"

"Vegeta just let him. He missed his honeymoon because of us." Bulma winked at him. "Goku, you know what should you do, right?"

"Yeah, I'll give back Small Bee to you. Small Bee, now protect your old master."

Vegeta heard sound of chirping around him. He saw something came out from Goku's eyes, and flew toward Bulma. "What the hell is that?"

"It's my robot, my invention Vegeta. Well, I had stated in chapter 2 about guardian robot, right?"

"Huh, what can that thing do? It is damn small and useless."

Bulma rolled her eyes, held herself not to punch Vegeta's face. "Don't you know how smart I am, Vegeta?"

"Oh? I'm just trying to explain that we'll have a deadly game. That stupid robot may disturb us."

Goku unexpectedly asked her, "Hey Bulma, are you pregnant?"

Bulma opened her mouth for a second, then she confidently answered. "I'm quite sure no. Vegeta always wears condom. He's not from another planet, stupid; he knows when he should be protective or not. Besides, we're too young to be parents these days."

"Ohh, I want to straighten some facts here. No offense."

"It's okay."

Vegeta seemed irritated with Goku and Bulma conversation, but he kept his mouth shut. Those people and their low standard of morality weren't his business.

Piccolo seemed so quiet. He kept closing his eyes, trying to reach something.

"Piccolo? Are you okay? What's wrong with you?" Goku concerned about him. Piccolo's fate these days was getting worse and worse. "Piccolo? Can you answer me?"

"I can feel Dende's existence! He's around here! I should do many things soon!" Piccolo rushed out, running to somewhere else. "I'm comiiiing!"

"Captain…." Goku scratched his hair, feeling completely shocked. "What are you doing? Where will you go anyway?"

"Let him away, Kakarotto." Vegeta replied. They were about going back into the hall when they heard rushing footsteps toward them.

There, suddenly Piccolo returned and gave a full pocket of miraculous beans to Goku. "Here, use these in emergency case! Each power has its own responsibility! Always remember that! I'm really going this time!"

That time Piccolo went out somewhere. He truly wisped into the air.

"That Namec, he's gone crazy." Vegeta opened his mouth widely, surprised. "Well, time's up. Let's go inside."

"So, you let me join, right?"

Vegeta didn't answer. He had no other choice after all.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you Bulma."

"Stay out from my girl! I'll protect her myself!"

"Jealousy brings destructive things, Vegeta!" Goku replied.

Vegeta felt depressed, those bastard really didn't know the danger of their last game. You'll realize why I forbid you, Bulma. FUCK! I should involve her in this fucking game... That Frieza should pay if there something happen to her!

When Vegeta, Bulma, and Goku entered, the crowd had gathered around the stage. Frieza smiled from the stage. "Are you ready for the final stage everyone?"

The crowd roared, asking for entertainment. Surely, they wanted blood. "Yeah! Yeah! FRIEZA! FRIEZA!"

Frieza continued, "I call the winner of the semifinal, Vegeta and team!"

Crowd shouted and mocked them. Most of them believed Frieza would be the winner.

"HOOO! Good luck sucker!"

"You're dead meat! Frieza will eat you alive!"

"Vegeta, is he a cannibal?"

"Damn you asshole! How I suppose to know?" Vegeta gripped Bulma in his arms, assured her everything would be okay.

Vegeta and his friends reached the stage. Frieza was waiting together with Ginyu and Cui. Ginyu was bulky and strong looking guy. His eyes reflected his personality, evil and sly. In the other hand, Cui looked like tricky coward. Vegeta knew they were the best team ever, along with Frieza. However, he couldn't lose to them.

Somehow Goku felt there was a strange feeling around Ginyu. He whispered to Vegeta, "Vegeta, there is something wrong with that bulky guy. And that snake face one, he makes my neck shivers."

"Ginyu is a Sybil, cast speller. He can do black magic, like voodoo or something. Meanwhile Cui, he's an ex track athlete. He's so fast he could cut your head without pain. Have you ever heard battojutsu? Cui has excelled that sword technique."

"Vegeta? What are you trying to say?" Goku hissed. Those guys were extremely dangerous.

"Kill them before they kill you. Is it too hard to understand?"

Surprisingly, a huge box appeared from the stage. Frieza asked Goku to open the box. Goku obeyed him and stepped closer.

"What the?" Goku was surprised. His eyes became wider, as if he had seen something terrible. "Oh my God! Oh my God!"

"What's the matter?" Bulma moved forward, accompanying Goku. "Holy shit!"

Vegeta knew that was out of mind, depressing and degenerating. But he had never thought that the box was filled with PRETTY SOLDIER COSTUMES.

"Okay, you must wear these costumes to fight with us!" Frieza laughed hard.

"It's not fair!" Vegeta shouted, picturing all of them in those tight colorful rubber costumes.

"Don't worry, monkey." Frieza replied. "Because we are wearing…."

"One! Two! Three!" Ginyu yelled. Frieza's team threw their clothes into the air.

All of them were wearing power ranger's costume without helmets. Pink, purple, and Blue.

Vegeta closed his eyes in despair. Frieza you fuck! No! Scarlett, you fuck!

"Guys, I'll give you five minutes to change." Frieza then pushed the button. A stair appeared in the middle of the stage, directing them into a fitting room. They hurriedly walked down with the box.

"I want to be Sailor Moon!" Goku grabbed the first costume as soon as they arrived inside the fitting room. "Bulma, you can be Sailor Mercury. She's real smart and genius, right?"

"Asshole! I'm smarter than that girl!" Bulma took Sailor Mercury's costume. "Darling, you better use this one. It suits your flaming hair."

"Good taste, Bulma!" Goku showed his thumbs. "Two thumbs up!"

Vegeta almost collapsed looking at Bulma and Goku's choice. They picked him Sailor Mars costume. "I'll kill two of you someday."

Goku and Bulma laughed together, "You'll fit perfectly Vegeta!"

The final game was ahead them.

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