Hello minna!! Thanks again for the reviews! I feel like I have made a difference in the world....well not really but..nevermind...::sweatdrops:: Your reviews are appreciated very much. Sorry for updating so late. I'm working on two other fanfics, which can be expected soon. One is a DBZ/SM, and the other is a GW/SM. You guys keep me inspired...thank you again! Anyways, enough of my rambling, I hope you enjoy Chapter 4!! One more thing, I know Vegeta is a bit OOC, but I needed him to be in my fic. Sorry.....ok, NOW here is Chapter 4 ::sweatdrops::
Chapter 4--At His House, Phone Call Home
Vegeta flew for a good half an hour before he stopped. He landed in a quaint town. He and Usagi walked to a rather large house. "This is where I live," Vegeta said. Ui He stepped inside the house, followed by Usagi. He heard her gasp. He turned to her and smirked. "Not what you expected?" he questioned softly. Usagi didn't say anything. This house was clean, dusted, and well organized. Definatly not what she expected.
"Sugoi," she gasped. Vegeta smirked again. He led her to a large room, the kitchen. There were two alligned refrigerators, each pact with food. Vegeta pulled out several things to eat, such as chicken, potatoes, salad, and turkey. He cooked it all up and served it to himself and Usagi. They sat down at the large table.
"So....do you live by yourself?" Usagi asked. Vegeta nodded. "What are you?" she asked. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "I mean, you don't seem human, are you human?" she asked. Vegeta swallowed the foor he had been chewing. "I am a saiyajin. The prince of all saiyajins," he answered simply. "How about you? Are you human?" he asked. Usagi thought for a moment. "I suppose," she said slowly. "Yes and no," she answered. "You see, my past self lived on the moon. I was the princess of the moon. I was reborn here on earth. When I got my memory back of my past life, my old powers resurfaced. I guess that would kind of make me human and not."
She scooped up some potatoes. "Although, I can't fly, or shoot out energy or any of the stuff you can do," she added. Vegeta shrugged. "You could," he said. "Really? How?" she asked, taking a large bit of her chicken. "You'd have to train," he said. "Can you train me?" she asked. Vegeta shook his head. "You don't need to know how to use the powers unless it is necessary. You don't use the powers for fun." Usagi pouted. "Ok," she said, taking a sip of her water. The two ate in silence for a while, each consuming their food at a rapid pace, as if it were their last meals.
When they were both done, Usagi helped clean up all of the dishes. "Wow, that was really good Vegeta," she said. Vegeta grunted a thanks. Usagi looked at her watch. "Wow, it's already 7:30," Usagi said, yawning slightly. The two of them walked out side. They found a quiet hilltop and sat down. "Vegeta," she started slowly, "can I ask you something?" Vegeta shrugged. "When can I go home?" she asked quietly. Vegeta looked at her and his eyes softened ever so slightly. "I don't know if you can. Having a criminal record--" "I don't have a criminal record! I'm not a criminal!" she shouted. "I didn't do anything."
"I know, but that's not what the cops think. Knowing the cops, they think you've not only commited a mass murder, but killed the guard as well and escaped. Those are pretty big charges, and you'd be locked up for life if they were to catch you," he said. "You asked me before why I cared so much, and in truth, I'm not really sure. I just feel that it would be the biggest mistake of my life if I let you go," he said softly, looking into the sky. Usagi looked at him. "Vegeta," she said. She smiled a bit. "Arigatou. Thank you so much.....you're taking me in, like it's some obligation, and taking care of me...." She hugged him. "Thank you," she whispered again. Vegeta froze for a moment, but slowly, ever so slowly, he returned the hug. Usagi pulled away and sighed.
"I know it's too dangerous to go home...so can I at least call my parents and let them know I'm alright?" she asked. Vegeta thought for a while. "Alright." With that they both stood up. Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist. "Anno, what are you doing?" Usagi asked. "You can't use the phone in this town, or it'll be traced, payphone or not. We have to go somewhere else." Usagi nodded. With that, the two of them lifted off in the air.
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"Oi!! Popo-san, I got the stuff," Piccolo said happily, obviously already using some. Mr. Popo smiled. "Well, do share," he said anxiously. Piccolo walked over and pulled out a small bag. He then pulled out the bag containing the drugs. He placed a small amount in the smaller bag and handed it to Mr. Popo. "Thank you, Piccolo," Mr. Popo said. "D'you feel the ki?" Piccolo asked, trying to focus his hazy vision in the sky. Two slightly blury figures landed in front of him. "Hey! Vegeta my man! Wassup?!" Piccolo asked, stumbling forwar to hug Vegeta. Vegeta moved to the side.
"You've obviously been on the stuff again," Vegeta muttered. "Anyways, I need to use the phone here. It's untracable, right?" Vegeta asked. Piccolo thought for a moment. "Umm....I'm number 1," he said with a frown. "What?!" Vegeta asked impatiently. Piccolo nodded happily. "That's right Mr. Vegeta Prince, I am NUMBER ONE!!" he screamed. He then laughed histerically. And then he started to cry. "My puppy....I lost my puppy." He wailed. "But, I'm still the best!" He grinned widely. "Ichiban! Ichiban!" he sang happily. Vegeta narrowed his eyes but said nothing. He walked over ot Mr. Popo, who was not fully taken over by the drugs yet.
"Can I use the phone?" he asked somewhat impatiently. Mr. Popo noded. "Yeah, sure," he said. "It is inside my kingdom," he said in a mocking eerie voice. Vegeta rolled his eyes, knowing the drugs had started to take its effect on him. "Alright, thanks," Vegeta said, walking past him with a confused Usagi. The two entered the small house.
"What the hell is wrong with those two?" Usagi asked in horror. Vegeta smirked. "I see I'm rubbing off on you...anyways, they've been on very high quality drugs. It's a surprise they know who I am." Vegeta handed her the phone. Usagi took a deep breath. She dialed the phone number. "Hello," A low, depressed voice answered. "H-hello," Usagi said nervously.
There was a moment of silents, and Usagi knew the person on the other line had gasped. "U-usagi?! Where have you been? We've been so worried! Please come back home to us right away, hold on let me put you on speaker phone," Usagi's mom said. There was a brief pause, and Usagi's mom called for Shingo and Kenji. "It's Usagi!" Usagi heard Ikuko say. "Usagi? Speak to us! You're on speaker phone, we can here you fine," her father called.
" H-hello mom, dad, Shingo," Usagi sad, trying to sound happy. "Usagi-san! I've missed you! I can't believe I'm saying that, but I really have," Shingo said. Usagi was silent a moment, before she replied. "I've missed you all too, Shingo-kun," she said, her voice faltering slightly. "I....I just wanted to tell you guys I'm safe, and that I'll be fine," she said after a moment. "What? What do you mean? Aren't you coming home?" Ikuko asked. Tears began to brim in Usagi's eyes.
"I'm so sorry....but I can't come home. I'll be fine. Perhaps...perhaps I'll call you later," Usagi said."Good bye," she whispered. "Wait, Usagi!!' they shouted. Usagi slammed the phone down. She then began to cry. Behind Vegeta and Usagi, Piccolo, who had watched the whole thing began to cry as well. "Usagi-chan....I'm so sorry to here that!!" Piccolo wailed, before enveloping the puzzled Usagi in his arms.
Usagi hugged him back. "I'm ok," she said. Piccolo pulled away. "M'kay," he said, walking away. Usagi giggled. "What a strange man," she said, shaking her head slightly while giggling. "Well, we should be going," Vegeta said. Usagi nodded. "Hai, let's go," she said. They walked outide of the house. "Good bye Piccolo, goodbye Popo," Vegeta said. "Bai bai Vegeta-chan!!" they said in unison, waving happily. Vegeta groaned in annoyance, but said nothing. He wrapped his arms around Usagi and lifted off.
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Done with this chapter! Yay! Please tell me what ya think and review!! ^___^ Bai bai for now! Oh yeah, sorry about Piccolo....I don't know what I've done to him......He's totally OOC, but that only makes it all the more fun. ^_~ Oh well....Please, keep on reviewing!
Chapter 4--At His House, Phone Call Home
Vegeta flew for a good half an hour before he stopped. He landed in a quaint town. He and Usagi walked to a rather large house. "This is where I live," Vegeta said. Ui He stepped inside the house, followed by Usagi. He heard her gasp. He turned to her and smirked. "Not what you expected?" he questioned softly. Usagi didn't say anything. This house was clean, dusted, and well organized. Definatly not what she expected.
"Sugoi," she gasped. Vegeta smirked again. He led her to a large room, the kitchen. There were two alligned refrigerators, each pact with food. Vegeta pulled out several things to eat, such as chicken, potatoes, salad, and turkey. He cooked it all up and served it to himself and Usagi. They sat down at the large table.
"So....do you live by yourself?" Usagi asked. Vegeta nodded. "What are you?" she asked. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "I mean, you don't seem human, are you human?" she asked. Vegeta swallowed the foor he had been chewing. "I am a saiyajin. The prince of all saiyajins," he answered simply. "How about you? Are you human?" he asked. Usagi thought for a moment. "I suppose," she said slowly. "Yes and no," she answered. "You see, my past self lived on the moon. I was the princess of the moon. I was reborn here on earth. When I got my memory back of my past life, my old powers resurfaced. I guess that would kind of make me human and not."
She scooped up some potatoes. "Although, I can't fly, or shoot out energy or any of the stuff you can do," she added. Vegeta shrugged. "You could," he said. "Really? How?" she asked, taking a large bit of her chicken. "You'd have to train," he said. "Can you train me?" she asked. Vegeta shook his head. "You don't need to know how to use the powers unless it is necessary. You don't use the powers for fun." Usagi pouted. "Ok," she said, taking a sip of her water. The two ate in silence for a while, each consuming their food at a rapid pace, as if it were their last meals.
When they were both done, Usagi helped clean up all of the dishes. "Wow, that was really good Vegeta," she said. Vegeta grunted a thanks. Usagi looked at her watch. "Wow, it's already 7:30," Usagi said, yawning slightly. The two of them walked out side. They found a quiet hilltop and sat down. "Vegeta," she started slowly, "can I ask you something?" Vegeta shrugged. "When can I go home?" she asked quietly. Vegeta looked at her and his eyes softened ever so slightly. "I don't know if you can. Having a criminal record--" "I don't have a criminal record! I'm not a criminal!" she shouted. "I didn't do anything."
"I know, but that's not what the cops think. Knowing the cops, they think you've not only commited a mass murder, but killed the guard as well and escaped. Those are pretty big charges, and you'd be locked up for life if they were to catch you," he said. "You asked me before why I cared so much, and in truth, I'm not really sure. I just feel that it would be the biggest mistake of my life if I let you go," he said softly, looking into the sky. Usagi looked at him. "Vegeta," she said. She smiled a bit. "Arigatou. Thank you so much.....you're taking me in, like it's some obligation, and taking care of me...." She hugged him. "Thank you," she whispered again. Vegeta froze for a moment, but slowly, ever so slowly, he returned the hug. Usagi pulled away and sighed.
"I know it's too dangerous to go home...so can I at least call my parents and let them know I'm alright?" she asked. Vegeta thought for a while. "Alright." With that they both stood up. Vegeta wrapped his arms around her waist. "Anno, what are you doing?" Usagi asked. "You can't use the phone in this town, or it'll be traced, payphone or not. We have to go somewhere else." Usagi nodded. With that, the two of them lifted off in the air.
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"Oi!! Popo-san, I got the stuff," Piccolo said happily, obviously already using some. Mr. Popo smiled. "Well, do share," he said anxiously. Piccolo walked over and pulled out a small bag. He then pulled out the bag containing the drugs. He placed a small amount in the smaller bag and handed it to Mr. Popo. "Thank you, Piccolo," Mr. Popo said. "D'you feel the ki?" Piccolo asked, trying to focus his hazy vision in the sky. Two slightly blury figures landed in front of him. "Hey! Vegeta my man! Wassup?!" Piccolo asked, stumbling forwar to hug Vegeta. Vegeta moved to the side.
"You've obviously been on the stuff again," Vegeta muttered. "Anyways, I need to use the phone here. It's untracable, right?" Vegeta asked. Piccolo thought for a moment. "Umm....I'm number 1," he said with a frown. "What?!" Vegeta asked impatiently. Piccolo nodded happily. "That's right Mr. Vegeta Prince, I am NUMBER ONE!!" he screamed. He then laughed histerically. And then he started to cry. "My puppy....I lost my puppy." He wailed. "But, I'm still the best!" He grinned widely. "Ichiban! Ichiban!" he sang happily. Vegeta narrowed his eyes but said nothing. He walked over ot Mr. Popo, who was not fully taken over by the drugs yet.
"Can I use the phone?" he asked somewhat impatiently. Mr. Popo noded. "Yeah, sure," he said. "It is inside my kingdom," he said in a mocking eerie voice. Vegeta rolled his eyes, knowing the drugs had started to take its effect on him. "Alright, thanks," Vegeta said, walking past him with a confused Usagi. The two entered the small house.
"What the hell is wrong with those two?" Usagi asked in horror. Vegeta smirked. "I see I'm rubbing off on you...anyways, they've been on very high quality drugs. It's a surprise they know who I am." Vegeta handed her the phone. Usagi took a deep breath. She dialed the phone number. "Hello," A low, depressed voice answered. "H-hello," Usagi said nervously.
There was a moment of silents, and Usagi knew the person on the other line had gasped. "U-usagi?! Where have you been? We've been so worried! Please come back home to us right away, hold on let me put you on speaker phone," Usagi's mom said. There was a brief pause, and Usagi's mom called for Shingo and Kenji. "It's Usagi!" Usagi heard Ikuko say. "Usagi? Speak to us! You're on speaker phone, we can here you fine," her father called.
" H-hello mom, dad, Shingo," Usagi sad, trying to sound happy. "Usagi-san! I've missed you! I can't believe I'm saying that, but I really have," Shingo said. Usagi was silent a moment, before she replied. "I've missed you all too, Shingo-kun," she said, her voice faltering slightly. "I....I just wanted to tell you guys I'm safe, and that I'll be fine," she said after a moment. "What? What do you mean? Aren't you coming home?" Ikuko asked. Tears began to brim in Usagi's eyes.
"I'm so sorry....but I can't come home. I'll be fine. Perhaps...perhaps I'll call you later," Usagi said."Good bye," she whispered. "Wait, Usagi!!' they shouted. Usagi slammed the phone down. She then began to cry. Behind Vegeta and Usagi, Piccolo, who had watched the whole thing began to cry as well. "Usagi-chan....I'm so sorry to here that!!" Piccolo wailed, before enveloping the puzzled Usagi in his arms.
Usagi hugged him back. "I'm ok," she said. Piccolo pulled away. "M'kay," he said, walking away. Usagi giggled. "What a strange man," she said, shaking her head slightly while giggling. "Well, we should be going," Vegeta said. Usagi nodded. "Hai, let's go," she said. They walked outide of the house. "Good bye Piccolo, goodbye Popo," Vegeta said. "Bai bai Vegeta-chan!!" they said in unison, waving happily. Vegeta groaned in annoyance, but said nothing. He wrapped his arms around Usagi and lifted off.
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Done with this chapter! Yay! Please tell me what ya think and review!! ^___^ Bai bai for now! Oh yeah, sorry about Piccolo....I don't know what I've done to him......He's totally OOC, but that only makes it all the more fun. ^_~ Oh well....Please, keep on reviewing!
