To Eat or Not to Eat?

Chapter Twelve

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Damn Kakarot and his insolent mate! I'm going to blast all of them to hell tomorrow! Vegeta was laying face down on the sofa with his eyebrows furrowed in sheer frustration. He wrapped his muscular arms around his hard stomach. This is like a nightmare...WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME WHO ENDS UP LOSING AND NEVER KAKAROT!? Screw him to hell!

His anger was rising tremendously, with every breath he took. The NEXT person I see, I'm going to punch them to the next galaxy!

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Yaumcha was slowly dragging his drunken and beaten body closer to the figure on the sofa. Fate brought me here to meet her! Man....my vision is messing up. I'm beginning to get a major headache all of a sudden.

When he finally reached his destination, he began to grow extremely anxious, Aw..geez! I haven't done this in a long while. Now relax Yaumcha ol' buddy, I just gotta use the old charm! Yes that's it!

He gently tapped the person on the shoulder, Whoa...this girl sure has a lot of muscle. Heh, the stronger the better but....there's something eerily familiar about her. Man, that's the weirdest hair style I've seen on a chick before. Must be a new fad...

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The Prince was laying on his stomach when he felt something against the side of his shoulder. WHAT NOW!? If embarrassing me in front of the universe and stealing my honor enough not enough to satisfy them, they've come back for more. Shimatta! His heart almost skipped a beat when he heard the figure speak.

"Uh, hi..um...my name's Yaumcha *hiccup* I'm sureee Bulma has toold yooooou all about meee though."

He faked a laugh, "Soooo, I waas wonderiing, if you're not tooo busy *cough* maybe weee could hook up someetime...hoow about next weeek? Just youu and me babe!"

The prince's eyes doubled their normal proportion, NO! KAMI NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! IT HAS IT TO BE A NIGHTMARE! He quickly bit his lip and felt a stab of pain. Arrg...Kisama! Kami must be finding this very hilarious! It's all Kakarot's blasted fault! Now how should I get rid of this idiot once and for all...

Yaumcha was beginning to get edgy, She hasn't moved at all, I hope she isn't dead or maybe she's just being rude! "Exuusee mee but if yoou don't want tooo go out wiiith mee juuust saay it, I can taake 'no' for an answer unliike that jerk Vegetaa! He's a reeeaal pain in the yoou know what! I don't geeet why Bulmaa likes hiim. He thiinks he's better then eeveryone *hiccup* If he waaas here riight now, I'd wiipe that ugly smirk of hiiis cruummy old face oncee and for all!" He harshly tapped the figure on the shoulder once more, abruptly the Saiya-jin grabbed it, almost ripping it off.

"Suprise baka! So, you mistook me for a female AND insulted me ALL in one day!? If we were on Vegeta-sai, you would be ripped out limb from limb then thrown away to feed the animals you asshole!" His grip on the man's finger was becoming more unbearable, he laughed manically, "You said that if I was here that you would wipe this smirk off my...what was it? Crummy face for good, eh? Well, I'm here, I'd like to see you do it onre!"

"WHAT!? VEGETA!?" Yaumcha's drunken state was replaced by one of fear and shock, his heart began to race faster and faster, "I didn't know it was you! Honest! AAHHH! I can't BELIEVE I just asked...YOU out! What's happening to me!" Of all the things that could have taken place, this did! If that bartender didn't mix up my drink I wouldn't have been drunk...damnit! I'm dead...why me...?

"Hmph. I KNEW you were a really desperate weakling but I would have never imagined that you would have the audacity to stoop this LOW! You sick pervert!" The Saiya-jin swiftly rose up form the sofa, grabbed Yaumcha from his shirt and slammed him down. Now which one should I use, ki blasts or punches.

He began to weigh the decisions in his mind. I feel like stomping on someone today. He's lucky, this won't hurt THAT much, Kakarot will be my next punching bag when I get retribution, "Get ready to feel my wrath bakayarou!"

Where's GOKU when you really need the guy!? "WAIT VEGETA! This is all one big misunderstanding! I didn't mean to! I'm Sor-" His response was cut short when the Prince's iron fist met his jaw. Finally, this would keep him from whining, the little sissy...

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"Hey Goten, did you get that!? This is great for our first movie!" Trunks whispered, still glaring at the ongoing calamity. The two comrades where hiding behind a wooden desk.

"Huh? Oh yeah! This is awesome! Your dad is beating Yaumcha senseless! He would make a good wrestler on TV! Hey Trunks, I was wondering if you could you give me some of your toys? Please? My mom won't let me get anything that I don't need to live and you've got hundreds of them and all." A foolish grin overtook his cute face.

Poor kid.. "Okay fine just keep quite and record everything I tell you to and I'll give you.." He paused for a moment to think. Hmmm...I gave him three last time but he picked all of my best ones so.., "you can have six..."

"SIX!?" Goten's eyes lit up in joy and he began to bounce up and down giddily. "WOW! Trunks you're the best friend anyone could have! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" This is great! Wait till Gohan hears about this!

The lilac haired Saiya-jin just smirked, "I already KNOW I'm the best, thanks for reminding me though. You didn't hear the rest of what I had to say, you can have six of my toys BUT I get to choose them unlike last time."

"BUT TRUNKS!" the other boy whined, Trunks raced over and covered the boy's mouth.

"Shh...could you possibly be any louder! They'll hear us you dork!" he gently released his grip.

"Sorry, you better not give me your broken stuff or else I'm going to tell Gohan and he'll....uh...do something not nice to you!" He began to pout.

"Okay okay! I'll buy you something new. Look who's coming!" This has just gotten a lot more interesting....

"Yay! Who's coming? Is it my dad? I'm hungry. When do we eat? Uh...Trunks I kind of have to go to the bathroom..." He began to grow anxious, in the midst of that, the intruder stormed in the room.

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"This will teach you some respect for the almighty Saiya-jin Prince!" He delivered another countless blow to Yaumcha. He's weaker then I had imagined, he's already knocked out. Kuso! This isn't fun now. Oh well, I need to take out this rage somehow...

He harshly lifted up the man's lifeless body and threw him, slamming into the solid door. I don't want to blow up anything or else I'd be using more force on this fool!

Right before the Saiya-jin was about to accomplish his next move, Bulma ran in, drooping the first aid kit on the floor on the way. Goku and Chichi pursued her.

"VEGETA!" She turned her face to look at his desolate one then noticing the body of her friend on the tilling, she almost shrieked, "YAUMCHA! I leave for 5 minutes and this is what happens!"

"It isn't my fault! That drunk idiot mistook me for a female and made advances toward me while I was laying on the sofa. My guard was down. He's probably spending too much time with that old wrinkly man, sicko...and to think YOU of all people dated him for kami's sake! That's just plain scary as hell to imagine!"

A deep scowl covered his handsome features while he turned to face his antagonist. Staring at him straight in the eye, he coldly hollered, "This is your fault Kakarot! Everything that goes wrong in my life is YOUR fault! You stole my birthright! I was the one who was to surpass everyone else, to kill Frieza, not some inferior goody-good like you! It should have been ME! ME! ME! I should have been the one to win this bet! I'm am your prestigious Prince!" I can't stand to look at these idiots any longer! With that last remark left echoing in the entire household like death, he stormed out and then entered one of his several rooms. Slamming the door, he locked himself in.

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Everyone in the room was silent, still processing in their minds the event that had quickly taken place.

Gosh...I knew Vegeta didn't like me as much as everyone else but I never knew he hated me THIS much... Boy, talk about holding a grudge! He's been acting strange lately, I guess that part of him losing really shattered his pride completely and reawakened his anger towards me. Great, just what I need...a pissed off prince! I feel bad now..

Bulma was the first to break the silence, "Vegeta's been acting a little moody lately...I've lived with him for almost a decade and he only acts like this unless something is REALLY bothering him." He looked so...lost and frustrated. Who would have ever thought something as simple as a bet could lead to this....

"Remind me to stay away from him this week. Just look what he did to Yaumcha! I hope he didn't take what I said to him to heart." Chichi stepped closer and examined the former desert bandit, "Do you have a senzu bean? He nearly killed him. Him losing to you again is really starting to drive him even more insane then he already is don't you think?"

Why does he always blame me? I mean well...I have to do something soon or else all hell's going to break loose in Bulma's home! Goku pulled out a broken senzu bean from his pocket, "I never leave home without one of these anymore! Hey! I got a great idea! I know how we can get the good old arrogant prince we all know and love back!"

His wife raised an eyebrow, "The good old prince we all know and love!? Ha! Exude me from that! I suppose I'd rather see him act like a jerk rather then whatever the heck he is right now."

Wow...Goku has an 'great' idea! Now that's something you don't see everyday, Bulma was about to open her mouth to interrogate him but he

vanished without a trace to his destination.

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Not long after did he finally notice that he ran into his son's room. How ironic...so this is what Trunks does with Kakarot's boy after training. Play foolish games...

He shuffled around the pile of toys, when he stumbled upon a neatly folded photograph concealed under the wooden desk. Hmm...what could this be...?

He carefully unwrapped the sheet and peered on it, and gasped, surprised at what he was staring at.

He was holding in his pawns, a moment frozen time, a priceless memory. Cradled in his arms was a young lavender haired child. In the photo, his own expression was almost surreal in its own manner, a smile was etched upon his lips as he gazed upon is son.

WHEN WAS THIS TAKEN!? Wait...He paused for a moment to collect his thoughts, Bulma must have took this snapshot of me a long while ago when my guard was down. She thought I might rip it to shreds so it wouldn't see the light of day...Smirking, he refolded the picture and placed it back. She knows me too well, as long as no one else sees it, I'll leave it alone. I suppose I should spend more time with Trunks..

The Saiya-jin flopped upon the sturdy bed and closed his eyes, silently contemplating his next move. I'll think about that later. I have to find a way to redeem myself! The one chance where I could easily defeat him, and I somehow got screwed like always. I'll never stop until I win Kakarot! Somehow, someway....

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Yaumcha began to regain the feeling in his body, as he opened his eyelids, two figures were staring at him. "Hey..guys..." he faintly said before passing out.

Chichi and Bulma stared at each other, with questionable looks. "Wow, I thought he'd be back to strength even though he ate only a tiny portion of the senzu."

Bulma shrugged, " I guess he was tired," she now turned her gaze towards a desk.

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"AHHHH! I GOT TO GO! I GOTTA GO!" Goten was near tears, bouncing around nervously.

Trunks stared at him blankly, I have the weirdest friends. "Keep it down! My mom's looking directly at us dumbo! Where do you have to go!?"

"I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM OR ELSE I'LL WET MY PANTS!" He dropped the camera and sprinted as if he was on fire towards the nearest washroom.

"TRUNKS! Come out of hiding! I know you're there!" his blue haired mother bellowed, crossing her arms disappointedly.

Aww...just leave it to Goten to ruin the day and run off leaving me in trouble all by myself! He reluctantly stepped out.

"What were you two doing sneaking around!?" This time Chichi spoke up.

Sweat drops began to form on the little Saiya-jin's pale forehead, he stared at the ground. Just don't make eye contact and tell them a little story and I'll be okay...

"TRUNKS! LOOK AT ME when I'm speaking to you!" Bulma echoed defiantly.

Oh no...He slowly lifted his gaze from his shoes to his mother's sapphire pools, "Well..uh...you see...me and Goten were pretending that we were....um...we were double agents! Yeah, we were double agents see! So we were gathering evidence and stuff..." He attempted to convincingly smile. Kami, I hope mom believes this...

That alibi sounds a little strange to me...go around the house with a camera and all...her thoughts was interrupted by Chichi's booming voice.

"I KNEW it! My little Goten probably thought of that game ALL by himself didn't he Trunks?"

The boy nodded wearily. Like Goku always says, nod and smile...

"My Goten has the greatest imagination ever! And to think you thought he'd grow up stupid Bulma!" she turned her head to glare viciously at her friend.

Bulma laughed uneasily, "Heh heh...I was just joking!" Yeah right...time for me to change the subject, "Trunks, can you go and pick up Yamcha and lay him down the sofa. Me and Chichi are going to go make lunch!" Rapidly they walked off towards the main kitchen area.

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Soon after he had finished moving the knocked out man onto the couch, did ideas start to pop up in his mind. So ....I'm all alone...with a camera that's recording whatever I do... A devilish smile spread across his face and he made a mad dash all across the house, gathering supplies. When he finally had what he needed he returned to the room to be greeted by a grinning Goten.

I'm not even going to ask what he's smiling about... "Here!" He tossed the other boy an apple and some rope, "Tie Yaumcha up and stick the fruit in his mouth while I do the rest."

"Uh...Trunks...is this...legal? Won't they be mad at us?"

His friend chuckled, "Of course they'll be mad! That's the whole point! Geez, could you be anymore stupider? My dad will like it though so I'm safe. You need to be more adventurous like myself! Quit hiding behind your brother's shadow!" Grabbing the case of pink face paint, he wrote out 'BEWARE: IDIOT AT LARGE' across Yaumcha's forehead, after lacing some ribbons of assorted colors in the victim's short hair. He picked up the can of whip cream and spelled out "TRUNKS AND GOTEN WERE HERE" across his chest. That will teach him to mess with my dad..

After finishing his tasks, he helped Trunks glue on some horns on their victim's head along with a clown nose on face, and bunny slippers on his feet. "I'm not stupid...I just get a little confused sometimes...that's all...And I'm not hiding behind anyone's shadow, my shadow is hiding behind me! Hey Trunks, Is this super glue?" Goten retorted.

"Nah! I ran out of super glue last week when Grandpa was trying to fix my model rocket. I want to glue some feathers on him but I don't have any. Now step back and gaze at our creation!"

They both moved back and looked critically at the person before them. "Good Job! I think we make a great team!" He gave his friend a high-five, left then returned with a camera.

"Okay go stand next to Yaumcha, this will take the picture in 10 seconds!" He quickly pressed the timer on the mechanism and ran towards the sofa and kneeled next to it. Goten smiled goofily while making a peace symbol, but litlle did he know that Trunks put bunny ears on him while sticking his toungue out. Hah! Sucker... *SNAP* Out came a picture from the camera.

"Uh...why did we do that?" Goten asked still confued.

Trunks bounced over and picked up the snapshot and placed it his pocket. "It's going to be a souvenir! Why else!?"

"Huh? Oh I knew that! Wait...what's a souvenir? Where are you going to put that anyway?"

The lavender haired boy stared at his friend, dumbfounded, "I don't get it! Your brother is a genius but you're a total idiot!" raising his head skeptically he continued, "A souvenir is something you keep so that you'll remember that moment. I'm going to hide this under my toy bin because that's where all of my meaningful pictures are!"

Goten scartched his head, still a little confused he replied, "Oh...I think I should hang out with Gohan a little bit more often. Maybe his smartness will rub off me and I'll be JUST like him!" He beamed innocently.

"GOTEN! TRUNKS! COME HERE NOW!" It was the unmistakable voice of Chichi.

"Oh great....I guess we're in trouble. Remind me to come back and clean up this place before anyone sees!" What happened now...

"Okay!" The duo scampered off towards where they heard the noise.

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Goku walked in and picked up the black reciever and dialed some numbers. Come on! Pick up! This is important! A being finaly took the phone.

"Moshi, moshi! This is Gohan speaking. Can I help you?"

"Oh GOHAN! Thank Kami it's you! I have a favor I gotta ask you!"

"Huh? Oh hey dad! What's new? How's mom?"

"Nevermind them! I need you to come over as soon as possible!"

Whoah...what's up with dad. He's usually takes his time when he does stuff... "Okay, I'm going to bring Videl with me. Krillin just called me and says that he and the rest of the gang are heading over towards Capsule Corp to make sure everything's okay. Is that all right?"

A smile spread across the elder Saiya-jin's features, "I thought they said they wanted to come tommorow. Oh well! That'd be GREAT! It'll be like a reunion of somesort! Hurry up then son!" He ununexpectedly hanged up. Now almost everything is set up...

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Gomen nasai! n_n;; SORRY for the extremely late update! ^-^() Fanfiction.net was acting a little...odd and I was swamped with projects and homework X_x The next chapter will be out soon! Please Review! I'm making everything up as I type. Bai for now! Thanks! ^o^

PS: I just found out that I had the 'International Channel' two weeks ago. (shows how observant I am ne? o_O;;) They showed one of my favorite episodes of the Buu saga last Sunday, It was where Majin Vegeta embraced his son, Trunks. *sniff*

PPS: Sorry to any Yaumcha fans out there who might have read this chapter! ^_^;; I have nothing against him, I just couldn't resist adding that part in. ;D

-Angel of Anime-