What Would Have Been

By Zuniki-Chan

Disclaimer: Sorry to disappoint you...but I still don't own it. But Mayto and Tayto are mine...so HANDS OFF!!!!(you WILL figure out who they are eventually...)!!!

Last Time on What Would Have Been:

Vegeta recalls his enslavement under Frieza and memories of his home planet, Vegeta-sei. Bulma joins him in his conteplations; both are experiencing strange feelings toward each other. The blue-haired genius comes up with a brilliant idea... though, much to Vegeta's disgruntlement, she doesn't reveal it to him...yet.

Oh yeah... I wuz checkin' my settings, and it seems I was inadvertently not allowing anonymous reviews!!...uh...ooops...Soo...for all of my wonderful anonymous fans out there who were DYING to review me...(hey kids...thatsa hint...)...you can know!! So GET REVIEWING....er...I mean...READING!!!

Onward...to Chapter two!!!



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Chapter Two: Bulma's Brilliant Idea!

The Saiyajin Prince stood on the roof of the Capsule Corporation complex, assuming his renowned stance and glaring at the blue-haired heiress with a look of solicitous disgruntlement.

"Stop fooling around, woman!" he growled impatiently. "What is it?!" Bulma looked up and noted with amusement the Sayajin's exasperated countenance; he seemed almost desperate to know of her idea. Frankly, though, she was still speculating, and wasn't quite sure of it herself.

"I need to go to my lab," she resolved, beginning to climb leisurely back down to her balcony. But Vegeta could no longer stand the suspense.

"Onna, at your rate, you'll get there by morning, at best," he grumbled, moving to levitate in front of her. Before she could retaliate, he had grabbed her around the waist and was speeding towards her laboratory. Caught by surprise, Bulma stifled a shriek and impulsively clung tighter to the Saiyan's broad, muscled chest. Both were somewhat startled by the sudden physical contact; Vegeta flinched, feeling another surge of perplexing emotions and Bulma quickly drew back, abash, her cheeks crimson. Neither said a word as Vegeta gently lowered her to the ground in front of her lab, though their eyes met briefly; Vegeta regarded her with a gaze of mild bewilderment, his dark eyes narrowed in confusion.

Bulma stepped into the laboratory, the Saiyan following close behind. She flipped a light switch so she could see her surroundings, blinking furiously as her eyes adjusted to the dramatic change of brightness. Walking up to a row of file cabinets, she selected one and began rummaging through its contents. Vegeta, curious of her engagement, leaned over her shoulder and watched with slight amuseument as she foraged frantically through the stack of blueprints.

"Gravity Trainer...erg...no, Capsule car...no, Piggy Laxatives...no...ah-hah!" She pulled a blueprint from the bottom of the stack and presented it proudly to Vegeta, who eyed it skeptically. He took it from her and examined it.

"This looks like the layout for the time capsule of that boy from the future..."

"It is," she confirmed. "I found the Future's advanced technology to be intriguing, and Mirai happened to have this in his possession, so..."

" 'So' is exactly what I'm thinking." interrupted the Saiyajin prince incredulously. "What is your plan?"

"My, aren't we persistent," Bulma chided, waving a chastise finger at him. "Don't you see? Mirai used the time capsule to travel back in time and warn us of ominous occurrences that were to come. In doing so, he may have prevented us from suffering the unlucky fate that his time-line did. So..."

"We can travel back in time and prevent Frieza from ever destroying Vegeta-sei," the Saiyan finished, catching on. He studied her radiant face for a moment, once more causing her to squirm. She looked away from his arbitrating eyes and inspected her left foot, which, in her embarrassment, was tapping the floor involuntarily.

"Bulma, you *are* a genius," he admitted, a small smirk on his lips. She looked up, with a smirk that could rival Vegeta's, having recovered her facetious attitude.

"Well, you obviously aren't," she retorted, eyes sparkling, "if it took you this long to figure that out." He chuckled maliciously, flashing sharp, white canines.

"I suppose you are expecting a clever comeback, eh?" he trifled, handing the blueprint back to a simpering, persumptious Bulma. "Well, I expect you to have the time capsule completed by tomorrow morning." At this, he turned on his heel and left, still chortling spitefully, leaving Bulma standing open-mouthed and dumbfounded, clearly beaten.







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A/N: I know, I know...that was terribly, horribly, hideously, appallingly short. But it was a good place to stop...so I did o_O. Next time on What Would Have Been, preparations...and more planning!!! It seems there's more to Bulma's exceptional, extraodinary, remarkable, tremendous, splendid, sovereign, prestigious idea.

Mayto: o_O* Somebody's been readin' the thesaurus in her spare time...

Z-Chan:...sorry!! I have no life!!

Tayto...and a lot 'a spare time...