Disclaimer: Ug, think up some smart ass comment by yourself, I'm not in the mood.

Author's note: Ok guys, I'm pretty mellow (a.k.a. crabby…) right now. Tired from trying to write for you guys! *mumbles* stupid damn complaining people…*notices your all there, reading this* oh, heh heh, sorry, I…uh…well…I…was…I mean…aw damn it, just read the freaking thing already…

Oh, hey, to that person or whoever that apologized for saying something about Goku's name, yeah, it's ok. Don't worry 'bout it.

Chapter Four

"Holy Kuso! This is…impossible!!" Prince Vegeta gapped at the screen, displaying accurate information. "There are NO saiyans on earth! My father made sure of that!" He looked around for his guards, then yelled, "Kakkarot! Krillin! Bardock! Radditz!"

All four of them were in the room in a matter of seconds. "Bardock," Vegeta said while drumming his fingers impatiently on the keyboard, "Is there any defects in the computer's analyzing system?" Bardock checked his records.

"None recorded sir. Why?"

"Shut up! I am asking the questions. Now is not a good time to be messing with me." Vegeta warned and began to again type furiously on the computer while the other four stared. (He's crabby, just like me! -._-)

"What crawled up his ass all of a sudden?" Radditz commented and Goku smiled. Bardock gave him a stern look and Krillin shook his head.

"Why the hell did my father have to pick these certain females?" Vegeta yelled, tempted to blow apart the whole computer.

"Ok, Vegeta, what is going on?" Radditz asked.

"You know those three strange bitches that my father asked for?" Krillin looked at Vegeta, puzzled.

"I thought you wanted them?"

"WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT THREE USLESS WHORES? My father only wants them for a good fuck and maybe a little help with the saiyan government. No, it was a bad choice. You see, these three human females aren't fully human. They are 1/6th saiyan and you know what my father will do to us when he finds that out?" Goku shook his head.

"You baka! He will kill us! He will go off about how careless we are that we didn't kill them right away and why we let any saiyans escape at all. He will kill them too, after he gets bored with them, the bastard." Goku's eyes widened as he realized the seriousness of the situation and Krillin was extremely worried.

"You mean he'll kill Chichi?" Goku almost whined. Vegeta restrained himself from punching him in the nose.

"You fool! You've already started to grow attached to the females?!?" Bardock ran to his son's aid (figuratively speaking).

"It's hard not to, Prince. They are captivating. You'll see that." Vegeta snorted.

"I am in no need to see what you sickening fools see. I don't think want to."

Bardock had to keep himself from grinning. "I think you'll change your mind once you…"

"God damn it! Haven't I already told you to lay off! Get back to your positions while I figure something out. Kieuseru!" All four of them walked out of the computer room uneasily while Vegeta started to think of a plan, something, anything, to get them out of this mess.

(A/N: Ok, just to clear up a little confusion you might have…Vegeta is NOT, I repeat, is NOT worried about anyone but himself at the moment. And no, he isn't strong enough to kick his dad's butt yet, so just hold your horses.)

~ In the tub/bathroom place ~

After Chichi, Bulma, and 18 were all washed up, the slave girls gave them some…clothes, if you could call them that…

"I refuse to wear this!" 18 screamed at the cowering slaves, holding up a tank top that was very revealing. "I am not going to parade around like some whore looking for a fuck!" Chichi and Bulma nodded.

Chichi walked over to the slave that spoke a little Japanese. "Do you have anything more modest?" She asked gently.

"I is sorry, Miss. Man say you will no like this, but he say I to say to you that no else garments." Bulma cringed at her grammar. She held up the pairs of shorts they had given them. They were defiantly shorts. Very short shorts.

"Where are our old clothes? We could just wear them!" Chichi suggested but the girl just shook her head.

"Sorry, miss. Man say you wear this or I get bad time." Bulma didn't want to get that girl in trouble but she didn't want to go wearing those nasty clothes around. She sighed.

"I guess we'll just have to wear these but when I meet the guy who gave us this I'll…" Bulma stopped. "Did you guys hear something?" 18 strained her ears to hear, and Chichi closed her eyes.

"Yeah! Oh Kami, its footsteps!" Bulma glanced ruefully at the slave girls.

"Don't tell me you're the only girls on this ship…"

"Sorry Miss. We is."

"Damn it." The three girls scrambled for towels and wrapped them around themselves just as the door was smashed open. Bulma screamed.

"God! You bastard!" And she shot a small ki blast at the man who had suddenly opened the door. She saw him easily throw it aside and he smirked. (Guess who?)

The man was short, compared to the other saiyans. Only about two inches taller than her (ok, I am not going to make Vegeta shorter than Bulma because that is WRONG.) and he had a wicked smirk on his face. He was very muscular and his jet black hair stuck up like a wild flame. His eyes were dark and cold, Bulma wondered how someone could have eyes like that, so cold and emotionless.

"Nice way to treat the Prince of Saiyans." Bulma had the sudden temptation to spit in his face, that bastard.

"I couldn't care less who you are." Bulma hissed. "Your all heartless asses to me. Every single one of you, saiyans." The prince laughed coldly.

"You make it sound like being a saiyan is a bad thing!" He chuckled to himself. Bulma growled. "I wouldn't be making fun of saiyans if I were you…" Next to her, Chichi crossed her arms.

"And why not?" Vegeta smirked.

"Well, the fact that you ARE saiyan might mess things up…"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY?!? THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I'M A SAIYAN!!! YOUR CRAZY!!!" All three of them yelled.

"Really now? Now, if I'm not mistaken, you're quite the smart one, woman," he said, staring at Bulma.

"I have a name, you brute, and you better use it."

"I'll call you whatever I wish. Just come with me and check the computers." Bulma put a hand on her hip, narrowing her eyes.

"I'm sorry your royal pain in the ass, but I'm guessing you haven't noticed that we're HALF NAKED HERE, because I bet you have naked girls in your room all the time! (ooh, ouch. Good one Bulma…) So if you think I'm going to parade around like this you are sadly mistaken indeed." Vegeta growled defensively.

"I wouldn't infer things like that, little one. Put your damn clothes on and meet me in the next room in two minutes. Hurry it up." And he walked coolly out of the room.

Bulma sneered. "He forgot to say please."

Well, in two minutes 18, Chichi, and Bulma slumped out into the control room. They were "greeted" by a scowling prince of saiyans, and to 18 and Chichi's delight, Goku and Krillin.

"Where were you guys?" Chichi asked excitedly.

"None of your business. Now, woman, check the computer yourself." Vegeta barked.

"God, you sure do have your way a lot." 18 snapped while Bulma typed on the computer.

"No, god, no. Come on, your…computer's got to have a defect some where…it's…not possible…we can't be!" Bulma exclaimed. He smirked.

"No problems, I hope?" Chichi and 18 walked up to Bulma.

"We really are saiyans, aren't we." Chichi stated mournfully and Bulma nodded. "Then I guess this kind of ruins our plans to kill saiyans, doesn't it." Bulma glared angrily at Vegeta.

"Yeah, it does, but it doesn't stop us from hating them with all of our hearts," she growled in the back of her throat.

"Oh come now, you wouldn't want to hate us, would you? I mean, you three are saiyans, that would almost mean you were hating yourselves!" Vegeta said nonchalantly, crossing his arms and leaning up against the wall.

"If I have to hate myself to hate you, then so be it." Bulma hissed and she stormed out of the room.

"Bulma!" Goku called after her and gave Krillin a worried looked. Krillin shrugged.

"I don't know, Goku." Chichi and 18 glanced at Goku and Krillin ruefully and ran after Bulma.

"My god, that woman has spirit." Vegeta smirked.

"Yeah, and you've just killed it." Goku spat and he and Krillin walked out of the room, leaving a partly shocked Vegeta to deal with the current events.

"What?…"

Welps, that is the end of this chapter. I know it was very short compared to the other ones, but I'M THE AUTHOR SO THERE. :P. Poor Bulma! Veggie's being so mean. And go Goku! Yay! You tell him! So, what's going to happen next time? *smiles dumbly and tilts head* I don't know! Do you? Well, I'll figure something out soon. For the time being I'll just bask in the happiness of THE HARRY POTTER MOVIE!!! Oh man, it's great. A little freaky at times but that's what makes it sooo good. It wasn't long enough! Even though it was 2 hours and 45 min. long, they left out a few things and could've made it longer. I could've sat there! But I had to pee so that would've presented a problem…anyway, keep in touch and if you haven't already read my other story "I believe in you" you go do that right now! I like it. NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Veggie's gone! (I knew he would die but still…)

Keep in touch!!!

Nighty night.