Disclaimer: I owe you three cute disclaimers… Signed Chibi Tenshi Senchi
Paring: Bulma and Vegeta, Chichi and Goku)
Warnings: You're probably going to be a little confused at the end of this chapter, and then again you might not. ^__^v
Summary: Bulma runs into a little trouble and realizing some with her isn't exactly right. Chichi has a run in with Goku and they have an interesting run in with Yamcha… There's A LOT of stuff in between and Vegeta kind of goes… :o
Hey PEOPLE! HAHA! Lol. Well, I'm not over writer block. BUT if I can get past this chapter, It'll be over with. I'm sure of it. All I have to do is get past this chapter without cutting it off.
*Takes a deep breath. Begins to chant*
I can do it… I can do… PLEASE KAMI HELP ME!
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Puar was frightened. She had never been so frightened in her short life. That little evil girl was after her. "Oh Yamcha, where are you?" she sniffed. The poor cat had been told by her Master not to wander off while he traded a few of his capsules for money, but she slipped out without regard to the command. Of course, it was only to run into trouble. She thought it would be safe to just stay hidden behind this wall where no one could find her. Luckily, it seemed that she had lost the girl.
"Oooohhh…. Look at what I found!" a small voice squealed. The cat's hair bristled, and stretched high into the air. She swallowed down a lump, hard. But instead of turning around, she tried to make a run for it, only to find her tail being held in an unbreakable grip. The cat squealed while
Chichi grinned. "Look here," she began, loving the idea that she was in control. "I want you to tell me some information. Simple as that. Oh, yeah, I won't hurt you either."
Puar blinked. What would she want to know? The cat could only process that the daughter of a monster was holding her tail. She probably wanted to know were Yamcha was so… so…. She could hurt him; after all they were following them to take their Dragon Balls! "I'LL NEVER TELL YOU!" And with those words, there was a small crowd of smoke that formed around her.
Chichi was so shocked when the cat turned in a screwed up looking dog, that she released
Puar's tail, allowing the cat to slip away. The little princess stood there in shock for a moment. How did it do that? "Ah… eh… ugh… ACK! YOU DUMB … THING!" She figured it wouldn't be appropriate to call it a cat any longer. "I JUST WANTED TO KNOW WERE GOKU WAS!"
"I'm right here." Chichi froze. No way…
~*~
Bulma glanced into the glass mirror. Pulling her aqua curls back, she examined her neck, causing a frown to appear on her otherwise smooth face. A bruise had all ready become visible, and it was causing pain. Damn bastard. She snorted to herself in aggravation. Darn thing won't go away for weeks! Leaving the hotel, she realized that she wasn't going to be getting any sleep anytime soon. There were too many things going through her mind, and shopping always got her mind onto brighter thoughts. After spending over 200 dollars on shoes, and extra capsules to put them in, she decided to get herself some new outfits. It was no fun wearing the exact same thing day in and day out.
She had even managed to convince herself that it wasn't her fault, that she wasn't loud or mouthy. It was all Vegeta's fault; he was the weird one. But just when she thought everything was great, she sat down, and happened on a reflective surface. Looking into the mirror image, she noticed a bruise that was not there an hour earlier, causing her mood to take a nosedive into the category of "extremely miserable."
"Aren't you a lovely young girl?" A voice spoke from behind her. She jumped, and stared into the mirror to see a young man with brown hair and dark eyes. She blinked. If she hadn't been in such an unpleasant mood, she would be gawking at him. He was fairly handsome.
"And you are?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Kyoto, and yours?"
"You want to know because?" Her voice dripped with irritation.
He frowned at her words. Why in Kami's name were all the girls so aggravating this year? None of them were thoughtful enough to listen. "Were you looking at those?" He asked, trying to change the subject. His eyes shifted upwards, toward the many accessories behind the glass, which ranged from gold chains to silver rings.
"Hai," said Bulma, fully aware of his doings.
"I could get you one…" He trailed, glancing at her face.
Bulma smirked. "You could? How about that one?" She pointed toward the smallest but yet most exclusive one behind the glass.
Kyoto blinked. "I-I… umm…You see…"
"Oh, You can't get it for me?" She gave a phony sniff. "Oh well, that's okay though. I could buy at least thirty of those, if I actually liked them but… I don't." She stood, grabbing her new purse, and prepared to walk off when his hand gripped her shoulder.
"Wait a sec!" he began. Bulma turned, looking from her shoulder were his hand rested to his face.
"What?"
"I'm really sorry. Maybe I could make it up to you? I didn't mean to be so forward."
"Do you mean something like a date?" Bulma asked, her eyes narrowed.
"Hai."
"No."
"What?"
"I said no." Bulma grumbled, shrugging her shoulder at the same time. His hold was becoming frustrating.
"Why not?" he hissed. He couldn't figure it out. Every girl in the past two days had turned him down. Was he losing his touch?
"Maybe because I don't like you. Now, take your hand off my shoulder," snarled Bulma, growling at the older man before her. Did he have some sort of mental deficiency?
"No. I'm not letting go. Not until you tell me why you won't go with me."
"I. Just. Told you. Now let go." He was nuts, she concluded.
"Listen to me…" His hand tightened, making her cringe in silent pain. However, she countered him by turning around and grabbing his own arm.
"No. You listen to me. Let go of my shoulder now." She tried to control her trembling, but she feared that she wasn't doing a very good job at it. She frowned. He wasn't about to let go. What to do? Scream? No, too crowded. They probably wouldn't even take note. However, what did happen was a complete shock. Kyoto did pull away, as if he had been slapped, while his face registered surprise at the sudden action.
They stood face to face for a few tense seconds before Bulma shook her head, moving away from him. It was evident that she couldn't figure out what had happened either. Only that she felt more… energetic. "I…really n- need to get outta here." And with that, the blue haired teen turned around and ran, leaving behind a baffled Kyoto who had just came to his senses.
He glanced up at her retreating figure with surprise. He himself couldn't figure out what had happened, but it felt like she had been taking some thing from him, as he felt weak and drained.
Kyoto blinked. "I've been drinking too much," he began, "I need to rest, breathe and leave the girls alone for a least a day."
~*~
She hadn't even made it out of the store yet before Bulma froze. That was too strange for her liking. She thought she would have to slap him, or even punch him. It had seemed obvious that he wasn't going to release her, but he did. She frowned, staring at her hands in wonderment. Sure, she was happy that he had let go. But, the reason he had done so bewildered her.
It felt like I had taken his energy… but that's impossible. You can't do that. But why else did I feel stronger than before? She couldn't help but raise her hand to the base of her neck.
Massaging it gently, strangely it didn't hurt. If only she had a mirror she would have realized that the bruise had completely vanished.
(Cts: O-O; )
~*~
"AH! GOKU!" Chichi screamed in pure joy. Goku cringed, covering his sensitive ears. Within seconds, she jumped on him, knocking him over. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH!" Wailing, she glared down at the poor boy, tears pooling in her eyes. "You just don't know!"
"Ah… Err… could you please get off… I can't r-really b-breathe," he stuttered. Chichi gasped as she noticed her position on him. With a small scream, she jumped up, a blush rapidly staining her cheeks.
"He he. Oops." She grinned. "Sorry."
"That's okay, but umm… Why are you here?"
Chichi shot him a glare. "What do you mean, 'why am I here!' You don't want me here? IS THAT IT!" she snarled.
"NO, NO! I didn't mean that! I just was wondering why you're here 'cause you said that you had to stay with your father." Goku panicked. He didn't want her to throw another fit so soon.
She suddenly grinned. "Oh okay, I see… but you won't believe what happened to me! I had to run for forever and a day just to get here. I got lost in this town, and got confronted by a weirdo who couldn't keep his hands off." She shot Goku a warning look as his mouth open to ask another question. After seeing her glare, his mouth closed. "And I ran into your so-called friend. That stupid cat... err thing" She mumbled the last words to herself.
Goku didn't really pay any attention to her last words as her glared at her. "But umm… why are you here?"
"Oh." She blushed deep shade of crimson. "I'm here 'cause Roshi tricked me."
"Tricked you? How did he trick you? I don't get it."
"Don't you remember, when Roshi dragged me away?"
Goku blinked, cringing, as that memory came back to him. "Yeah, I remember that day. Vegeta stepped on my tail."
"Yes. But you didn't hear what we were talking about! I told Roshi that he had to train me when you adventure was over with, and he said yes. I was all happy and stuff, but my Papa told me that I wouldn't know when your hunt was over with. So, then he told me that I could follow you guys, and that he'd stay and build every thing back up. Ya get it?" Letting out a deep breath, she relaxed after divulging her tale
"Ugh, why would Master Roshi want to trick you?" Goku asked in surprise.
"Cause he's a mean pervert!" she screamed much like a four-year-old.
"Oh… Wait… THAT MEANS YOU'RE GOING TO GET TRAINING TOO!" Goku exclaimed as it all set in. Chichi couldn't help but jump with Goku's contagious excitement.
"YEP! And I can't wait till this is over with for I can give Roshi a good slap!" she squealed.
"Wow! Neat." Goku nodded. He felt much better.
"OH!" she screamed. A stray thought suddenly hit her, breaking through all her excitement. "We have to find your other friends."
"Huh? You mean Bulma and Oolong? They're at the hotel place."
"Bulma? Oh no. Not her and that pig. I mean that cat."
"… Cat?" Goku blinked. (Cts: Remember, he never met up with Yamcha!)
"You have no idea what I'm talking about do you?" grumbled Chichi.
"Nope."
"Aren't they your friends? Yamcha and his cat that changes to a dog? Bulma knew them."
"Oh. They're probably Bulma's friends, 'cause I don't know them." Chichi frowned in confusion. "Well, we still have to find them."
"… Why?" He batted his eyelids.
"'Cause that cat was hiding something, I'm positive. All I wanted to know was where you were, and the dumb thing screamed and ran!" The young boy however, gazed at her in utter
Confusion. So what if the cat ran? Chichi could tell by his facial expression that he still didn't understand. "Goku, believe me. I know I'm right. We just have to find her. Besides, think about it. They have been following you guys since we arrived at my Papa's used to be castle,
and they didn't leave with you either."
"But why would should we be scared if Bulma's friends were following us?"
"NO! You don't get it. I don't think they're really Bulma's friends. It's obvious that she didn't tell you anything about them, and it doesn't seem that she missed them when you guys left, so they must be following you!" She desperately prayed to Kami, pleading with the god that Goku understood her.
"OH! I GET IT!" Goku cheered.
"Yes! You get it! Good! Lets go!" Turned around to set out, she was hindered by Goku's childish statement.
"But why would they want to follow us? We don't have anything that they can use?"
Chichi's eye twitched in impatient irritation. "The Dragon Balls. They most likely want your Dragon Balls so they can make a BAD wish. Understand?"
"Umm…" He looked up, considering the matter for a split second, and Chichi thought for sure she would have to explain again. "I really do get it now! We have to find them!"
"Yes… YIPPEE, LET'S GO!"
"No, wait!"
"Now what?" she muttered dryly.
"How do we find them when this place is so crowded?"
"Simple, really. You just go over there. Sniff the ground like you did the last time, and we'll go from there."
"Oooohhh… but Chichi!" he whined. "I thought you said that I had to get manners and that sniffing the ground wasn't good manners."
"Goku."
"Yes?"
"Shut up."
~*~
Oolong peered out the hotel room door that he was currently staying in. He blinked in surprise as he saw Bulma searching her purse (that she didn't have earlier) and mumbling curses under her breath. He quickly made a decision to go out to see what was wrong.
She ceased her search once she saw him looking up at her. "What do you want Oolong?"
The pig coughed, cringing. "I just heard you out here, and thought you might need some help…"
She couldn't help but look a little surprised. Oolong was being helpful? "I lost my key."
"Key?" Oolong head tilted, as he glanced toward the ground. Biting his lower lip, his eyes fell upon the keys that were right by her feet. "Eh…" He bent down taking hold of the keys. "Here."
Bulma, when she followed his movements, glowered at him with a disgusted face while being annoyed with the fact that she hadn't had enough sense to look down. She snatched it out of his hand, jammed it in the keyhole, and without one word, slammed it shut.
After she was inside, Bulma was kindly greeted by a burst of cold wind. She let out another hiss. I didn't leave the window open. Growling low in her throat, she stalked to the open window, forcibly closing it, and began to pace. The same thought was going through her mind. It hadn't changed. She could only wonder how exactly she did what she did. No… what did she do? Was it really possible to steal someone's energy? Cracking her neck, she swiftly ran to the mirror, remembering the bruise she had discovered earlier, only to find it missing. "Damn. This is strange."
"What's strange?" She froze after hearing that cool voice. She glanced to the corner of her mirror, only to find Vegeta lying across the bed, looking extremely comfortable and at home.
"Eh…" With her breath caught in her throat, she turned around, glaring at Vegeta. "H-how did you get in here?" Stupid question. She shuddered. It was obvious that he flew.
He sat up, giving a yawn. "Take a wild guess. I thought you called yourself somewhat of a genius. Guess not." Bulma frowned at the insult, but moved away once he stood up from the bed.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her action, but didn't speak a word of it.
"But I… How did you know where I was? If I do recall, you did cowardly run away after you tried to kill me!" she hissed.
Vegeta let out a loud snarl as he stared her down. "Look girl. Don't make my mood worse or I'll kill you now."
"Umm…" She swallowed heavily, not sure if she should ask the same question again.
"Scouter." was Vegeta's reply.
"Wha?" She blinked.
The young man before her tapped the device she had recently fixed earlier. "This."
"How… did that find me?" The confusion written on her face did little to show the complete lack of understanding what was happening.
He wasn't sure if he should explain. After all, that really wasn't the reason why he'd come back.
"It…" he paused, "it measures and locates ki readings. I tracked you before you left."
"Oh," she coughed dumbfounded, "what's a ki?"
"Why are you asking me so many questions?" Vegeta barked out.
"It's not my fault I don't know these things!" she countered.
"Ki is energy," he slowly explained.
She nodded, understanding it somewhat. "So that stuff you used to blow up that mountain was ki, and the Kamehameha wave that Roshi used was ki too?" She looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Can everyone do ki? Can I?"
"Enough! I didn't come here to give a weakling like you a lesson in ki!" Vegeta screamed.
"WELL THEN! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU COME HERE FOR!" she shouted. Her temper had gone completely out the roof, but she backed away when he began to advance towards her. She found herself sitting on the mirror stand with him right up on her. Here goes Bulma. Yep you open your damn dirty mouth for the last time. You're about to be killed by the guy you actually thought was cute. In spite of this, her thoughts were completely overruled when Vegeta grabbed hold of her hand and shoved a heavy pouch of Dragon Balls into them. Bulma blinked up at him in shock for a long moment.
"You came to give these back," she whispered in surprise.
"It not like you'll have a chance to use them anyway," mumbled Vegeta, moving away from her. She of course didn't hear him. Bulma looked up at him (Cts: He's a *few* inches higher.: 0 )
Maybe he wasn't that bad.
"Thank you." She nibbled at her lips, wanting to touch him but scared at the same time. Not because she was afraid of the fact that he could kill her… she just wasn't sure what would happen. "Let me guess," she spoke, "You aren't going to say anything. You have too much pride, right?"
Vegeta turned his head as his body twisted to follow, walking away from her. She gasped.
"Where are you going?" demanded Bulma, as she realized where he was heading. Her eyes quickly traced the line between the window and Vegeta. A few steps and he would be out. Forever. When he didn't answer, she forgot about that small fear, and ran forward grabbing his arm forcing him to turn around. Her own eyes widened at what she saw in his dark pools. "No you're not," she whispered intensely, "you're leaving aren't you? I can tell by your eyes! That's why you gave these back, isn't it!"
"Let go of my arm girl." He growled a warning tone; he did not like the fact that she saw his intentions just by looking at him. He wasn't supposed to be easy to read. He was not an open
book!
"No! I refuse, and I don't care if you do say that you're going to kill me. I want to know where you're going and why you're going!"
It happened again, only this time different twist to the situation. She was crudely slammed into the wall, and a fist was clenched beside her head. She coughed, trying to grab hold of her lost breath. When she did, she looked forward and found a pissed off Vegeta glaring right into her face. She bit her lip, trying not to panic. How could she get herself into another position like this? And this time there was no Goku to say, "Leave her alone!"
"I told you many times to stop questioning me. I warned you."
"Are you going to kill me?" she questioned lightly. The young Prince looked her over, and produced a smirk. She managed to keep her face straight, although the smell of fear was evident throughout the room. When she received no reply, she continued. "Are you going to kill me?" she asked again. Bulma figured she was playing it well, even though she was trapped against the hard surface of the wall.
"No, I'm not. That would be a waste of energy," stated Vegeta as he moved away making a distance between them.
"And you're still leaving?" She grumbled, under her breath. Silently, she wondered why she desired him to stay. He'd tried to kill her twice. TWICE!
"Yes." Bulma gave a light smile, and Vegeta watched her steal over to him, pause for a moment, and take his hand.
"Friends?"
"What?"
"I said 'friends.' Don't you understand what that means?" said Bulma, eyeing him in question.
"I'm not a idiot. I know what that means."
"Well… friends?" she asked again.
"You don't know me," he mumbled dryly.
"Just answer my question. Yes or no."
"…"
"Can I take that as a yes?"
"…"
"Okay then." She released him with a frown. Really, she shouldn't have expected him to say yes, but he didn't say no either. So Bulma gave one last smile, and in one single, graceful movement, he was gone.
~*~
Right… left… right…
"Goku? Did you get their smell yet? This is kind of embarrassing." She glanced around; the party was dying down and some people who weren't too high or drunk were watching them.
"Almost… hold on. We're almost there." Goku continued to crawl on the ground, sniffing. Chichi was now thinking that she should have never suggested for him to sniff the cat err… thing out.
Finally, Goku ran into a door headfirst. He jumped up. "They're in there. Both of them."
Chichi looked at him in surprise. "How do you know about both?"
"'Cause the cat had the smell of the other guy on him, and I could smell it."
"Oh…" She looked up at the sign. It read: Chilly's Late Night Bar "Ah…"
"What?" asked Goku. "Aren't we going in?"
"It's a bar, I don't know if we should…"
"HEY! I had to sniff the whole way here! We've gotta go in, and plus they might be bad guys so we ARE going in!" demanded Goku.
"GOKU!" she shouted. "You have no idea what a bar is. They have icky people in there."
"I'll protect ya."
"But… AH!" Chichi suddenly disappeared, as she was crudely pulled in. The first thing they were greeted with was glares and snickers at their size. "I told you," she grumbled.
"Umm… wow. These people look mean." Goku exclaimed.
"Yes, they do. Now find Yamcha so we can drag 'em out. This place smells worse than Roshi's."
Goku nodded, sniffing the air. He groaned and shook his head once more. The rank smells were
throwing him off. "Chichi, I don't think I can find them in here now. This smell is too much."
Chichi didn't hear him as her eyes scanned the room, falling upon that man she'd run into earlier. (Whatever his name was.) He seemed to be extremely tired, as evidenced by his sprawled position on the floor asleep. She pulled away from Goku, and walked forward only to have him grab her arm. "Ugh. What?"
"Nothing."
"Oh… try one more time please." Chichi pleaded. He did so, but still couldn't get over the smell of beer, sweaty men and other things that we shouldn't be talking about right now… *cough*
"Sorry," Goku grumbled.
"Oh… it's okay…" She grinned. "Because I see them both right over there." She smirked as spotted the cat that was rambling on to whom she assumed was Yamcha. "Come on!"
~*~
"Oh Yamcha, it was horrible. She tried to kill me…" Yamcha blinked at the cat. He was just trying to find something *decent* on the menu to eat.
"Didn't I tell you not to go off? I didn't even realize you had ran off till a few minutes ago!" Yamcha scolded her.
Puar nodded, and began to speak while trying to ignore the smell. Why he did he have to choose this place? "I'm sorry, but I got away. I didn't tell her anything about what's going on…"
"Tell us what *is* going on," a sweet voice interrupted.
Yamcha and Puar turned around, gasping in shock.
"AH! YAMCHA!" Puar screamed, fleeing behind him. Goku stood beside Chichi, waving at them.
"Well," Chichi began, "let's do this peacefully okay? But, before anything happens we take this outside. This place reeks!"
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Paring: Bulma and Vegeta, Chichi and Goku)
Warnings: You're probably going to be a little confused at the end of this chapter, and then again you might not. ^__^v
Summary: Bulma runs into a little trouble and realizing some with her isn't exactly right. Chichi has a run in with Goku and they have an interesting run in with Yamcha… There's A LOT of stuff in between and Vegeta kind of goes… :o
Hey PEOPLE! HAHA! Lol. Well, I'm not over writer block. BUT if I can get past this chapter, It'll be over with. I'm sure of it. All I have to do is get past this chapter without cutting it off.
*Takes a deep breath. Begins to chant*
I can do it… I can do… PLEASE KAMI HELP ME!
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Puar was frightened. She had never been so frightened in her short life. That little evil girl was after her. "Oh Yamcha, where are you?" she sniffed. The poor cat had been told by her Master not to wander off while he traded a few of his capsules for money, but she slipped out without regard to the command. Of course, it was only to run into trouble. She thought it would be safe to just stay hidden behind this wall where no one could find her. Luckily, it seemed that she had lost the girl.
"Oooohhh…. Look at what I found!" a small voice squealed. The cat's hair bristled, and stretched high into the air. She swallowed down a lump, hard. But instead of turning around, she tried to make a run for it, only to find her tail being held in an unbreakable grip. The cat squealed while
Chichi grinned. "Look here," she began, loving the idea that she was in control. "I want you to tell me some information. Simple as that. Oh, yeah, I won't hurt you either."
Puar blinked. What would she want to know? The cat could only process that the daughter of a monster was holding her tail. She probably wanted to know were Yamcha was so… so…. She could hurt him; after all they were following them to take their Dragon Balls! "I'LL NEVER TELL YOU!" And with those words, there was a small crowd of smoke that formed around her.
Chichi was so shocked when the cat turned in a screwed up looking dog, that she released
Puar's tail, allowing the cat to slip away. The little princess stood there in shock for a moment. How did it do that? "Ah… eh… ugh… ACK! YOU DUMB … THING!" She figured it wouldn't be appropriate to call it a cat any longer. "I JUST WANTED TO KNOW WERE GOKU WAS!"
"I'm right here." Chichi froze. No way…
~*~
Bulma glanced into the glass mirror. Pulling her aqua curls back, she examined her neck, causing a frown to appear on her otherwise smooth face. A bruise had all ready become visible, and it was causing pain. Damn bastard. She snorted to herself in aggravation. Darn thing won't go away for weeks! Leaving the hotel, she realized that she wasn't going to be getting any sleep anytime soon. There were too many things going through her mind, and shopping always got her mind onto brighter thoughts. After spending over 200 dollars on shoes, and extra capsules to put them in, she decided to get herself some new outfits. It was no fun wearing the exact same thing day in and day out.
She had even managed to convince herself that it wasn't her fault, that she wasn't loud or mouthy. It was all Vegeta's fault; he was the weird one. But just when she thought everything was great, she sat down, and happened on a reflective surface. Looking into the mirror image, she noticed a bruise that was not there an hour earlier, causing her mood to take a nosedive into the category of "extremely miserable."
"Aren't you a lovely young girl?" A voice spoke from behind her. She jumped, and stared into the mirror to see a young man with brown hair and dark eyes. She blinked. If she hadn't been in such an unpleasant mood, she would be gawking at him. He was fairly handsome.
"And you are?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Kyoto, and yours?"
"You want to know because?" Her voice dripped with irritation.
He frowned at her words. Why in Kami's name were all the girls so aggravating this year? None of them were thoughtful enough to listen. "Were you looking at those?" He asked, trying to change the subject. His eyes shifted upwards, toward the many accessories behind the glass, which ranged from gold chains to silver rings.
"Hai," said Bulma, fully aware of his doings.
"I could get you one…" He trailed, glancing at her face.
Bulma smirked. "You could? How about that one?" She pointed toward the smallest but yet most exclusive one behind the glass.
Kyoto blinked. "I-I… umm…You see…"
"Oh, You can't get it for me?" She gave a phony sniff. "Oh well, that's okay though. I could buy at least thirty of those, if I actually liked them but… I don't." She stood, grabbing her new purse, and prepared to walk off when his hand gripped her shoulder.
"Wait a sec!" he began. Bulma turned, looking from her shoulder were his hand rested to his face.
"What?"
"I'm really sorry. Maybe I could make it up to you? I didn't mean to be so forward."
"Do you mean something like a date?" Bulma asked, her eyes narrowed.
"Hai."
"No."
"What?"
"I said no." Bulma grumbled, shrugging her shoulder at the same time. His hold was becoming frustrating.
"Why not?" he hissed. He couldn't figure it out. Every girl in the past two days had turned him down. Was he losing his touch?
"Maybe because I don't like you. Now, take your hand off my shoulder," snarled Bulma, growling at the older man before her. Did he have some sort of mental deficiency?
"No. I'm not letting go. Not until you tell me why you won't go with me."
"I. Just. Told you. Now let go." He was nuts, she concluded.
"Listen to me…" His hand tightened, making her cringe in silent pain. However, she countered him by turning around and grabbing his own arm.
"No. You listen to me. Let go of my shoulder now." She tried to control her trembling, but she feared that she wasn't doing a very good job at it. She frowned. He wasn't about to let go. What to do? Scream? No, too crowded. They probably wouldn't even take note. However, what did happen was a complete shock. Kyoto did pull away, as if he had been slapped, while his face registered surprise at the sudden action.
They stood face to face for a few tense seconds before Bulma shook her head, moving away from him. It was evident that she couldn't figure out what had happened either. Only that she felt more… energetic. "I…really n- need to get outta here." And with that, the blue haired teen turned around and ran, leaving behind a baffled Kyoto who had just came to his senses.
He glanced up at her retreating figure with surprise. He himself couldn't figure out what had happened, but it felt like she had been taking some thing from him, as he felt weak and drained.
Kyoto blinked. "I've been drinking too much," he began, "I need to rest, breathe and leave the girls alone for a least a day."
~*~
She hadn't even made it out of the store yet before Bulma froze. That was too strange for her liking. She thought she would have to slap him, or even punch him. It had seemed obvious that he wasn't going to release her, but he did. She frowned, staring at her hands in wonderment. Sure, she was happy that he had let go. But, the reason he had done so bewildered her.
It felt like I had taken his energy… but that's impossible. You can't do that. But why else did I feel stronger than before? She couldn't help but raise her hand to the base of her neck.
Massaging it gently, strangely it didn't hurt. If only she had a mirror she would have realized that the bruise had completely vanished.
(Cts: O-O; )
~*~
"AH! GOKU!" Chichi screamed in pure joy. Goku cringed, covering his sensitive ears. Within seconds, she jumped on him, knocking him over. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH!" Wailing, she glared down at the poor boy, tears pooling in her eyes. "You just don't know!"
"Ah… Err… could you please get off… I can't r-really b-breathe," he stuttered. Chichi gasped as she noticed her position on him. With a small scream, she jumped up, a blush rapidly staining her cheeks.
"He he. Oops." She grinned. "Sorry."
"That's okay, but umm… Why are you here?"
Chichi shot him a glare. "What do you mean, 'why am I here!' You don't want me here? IS THAT IT!" she snarled.
"NO, NO! I didn't mean that! I just was wondering why you're here 'cause you said that you had to stay with your father." Goku panicked. He didn't want her to throw another fit so soon.
She suddenly grinned. "Oh okay, I see… but you won't believe what happened to me! I had to run for forever and a day just to get here. I got lost in this town, and got confronted by a weirdo who couldn't keep his hands off." She shot Goku a warning look as his mouth open to ask another question. After seeing her glare, his mouth closed. "And I ran into your so-called friend. That stupid cat... err thing" She mumbled the last words to herself.
Goku didn't really pay any attention to her last words as her glared at her. "But umm… why are you here?"
"Oh." She blushed deep shade of crimson. "I'm here 'cause Roshi tricked me."
"Tricked you? How did he trick you? I don't get it."
"Don't you remember, when Roshi dragged me away?"
Goku blinked, cringing, as that memory came back to him. "Yeah, I remember that day. Vegeta stepped on my tail."
"Yes. But you didn't hear what we were talking about! I told Roshi that he had to train me when you adventure was over with, and he said yes. I was all happy and stuff, but my Papa told me that I wouldn't know when your hunt was over with. So, then he told me that I could follow you guys, and that he'd stay and build every thing back up. Ya get it?" Letting out a deep breath, she relaxed after divulging her tale
"Ugh, why would Master Roshi want to trick you?" Goku asked in surprise.
"Cause he's a mean pervert!" she screamed much like a four-year-old.
"Oh… Wait… THAT MEANS YOU'RE GOING TO GET TRAINING TOO!" Goku exclaimed as it all set in. Chichi couldn't help but jump with Goku's contagious excitement.
"YEP! And I can't wait till this is over with for I can give Roshi a good slap!" she squealed.
"Wow! Neat." Goku nodded. He felt much better.
"OH!" she screamed. A stray thought suddenly hit her, breaking through all her excitement. "We have to find your other friends."
"Huh? You mean Bulma and Oolong? They're at the hotel place."
"Bulma? Oh no. Not her and that pig. I mean that cat."
"… Cat?" Goku blinked. (Cts: Remember, he never met up with Yamcha!)
"You have no idea what I'm talking about do you?" grumbled Chichi.
"Nope."
"Aren't they your friends? Yamcha and his cat that changes to a dog? Bulma knew them."
"Oh. They're probably Bulma's friends, 'cause I don't know them." Chichi frowned in confusion. "Well, we still have to find them."
"… Why?" He batted his eyelids.
"'Cause that cat was hiding something, I'm positive. All I wanted to know was where you were, and the dumb thing screamed and ran!" The young boy however, gazed at her in utter
Confusion. So what if the cat ran? Chichi could tell by his facial expression that he still didn't understand. "Goku, believe me. I know I'm right. We just have to find her. Besides, think about it. They have been following you guys since we arrived at my Papa's used to be castle,
and they didn't leave with you either."
"But why would should we be scared if Bulma's friends were following us?"
"NO! You don't get it. I don't think they're really Bulma's friends. It's obvious that she didn't tell you anything about them, and it doesn't seem that she missed them when you guys left, so they must be following you!" She desperately prayed to Kami, pleading with the god that Goku understood her.
"OH! I GET IT!" Goku cheered.
"Yes! You get it! Good! Lets go!" Turned around to set out, she was hindered by Goku's childish statement.
"But why would they want to follow us? We don't have anything that they can use?"
Chichi's eye twitched in impatient irritation. "The Dragon Balls. They most likely want your Dragon Balls so they can make a BAD wish. Understand?"
"Umm…" He looked up, considering the matter for a split second, and Chichi thought for sure she would have to explain again. "I really do get it now! We have to find them!"
"Yes… YIPPEE, LET'S GO!"
"No, wait!"
"Now what?" she muttered dryly.
"How do we find them when this place is so crowded?"
"Simple, really. You just go over there. Sniff the ground like you did the last time, and we'll go from there."
"Oooohhh… but Chichi!" he whined. "I thought you said that I had to get manners and that sniffing the ground wasn't good manners."
"Goku."
"Yes?"
"Shut up."
~*~
Oolong peered out the hotel room door that he was currently staying in. He blinked in surprise as he saw Bulma searching her purse (that she didn't have earlier) and mumbling curses under her breath. He quickly made a decision to go out to see what was wrong.
She ceased her search once she saw him looking up at her. "What do you want Oolong?"
The pig coughed, cringing. "I just heard you out here, and thought you might need some help…"
She couldn't help but look a little surprised. Oolong was being helpful? "I lost my key."
"Key?" Oolong head tilted, as he glanced toward the ground. Biting his lower lip, his eyes fell upon the keys that were right by her feet. "Eh…" He bent down taking hold of the keys. "Here."
Bulma, when she followed his movements, glowered at him with a disgusted face while being annoyed with the fact that she hadn't had enough sense to look down. She snatched it out of his hand, jammed it in the keyhole, and without one word, slammed it shut.
After she was inside, Bulma was kindly greeted by a burst of cold wind. She let out another hiss. I didn't leave the window open. Growling low in her throat, she stalked to the open window, forcibly closing it, and began to pace. The same thought was going through her mind. It hadn't changed. She could only wonder how exactly she did what she did. No… what did she do? Was it really possible to steal someone's energy? Cracking her neck, she swiftly ran to the mirror, remembering the bruise she had discovered earlier, only to find it missing. "Damn. This is strange."
"What's strange?" She froze after hearing that cool voice. She glanced to the corner of her mirror, only to find Vegeta lying across the bed, looking extremely comfortable and at home.
"Eh…" With her breath caught in her throat, she turned around, glaring at Vegeta. "H-how did you get in here?" Stupid question. She shuddered. It was obvious that he flew.
He sat up, giving a yawn. "Take a wild guess. I thought you called yourself somewhat of a genius. Guess not." Bulma frowned at the insult, but moved away once he stood up from the bed.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her action, but didn't speak a word of it.
"But I… How did you know where I was? If I do recall, you did cowardly run away after you tried to kill me!" she hissed.
Vegeta let out a loud snarl as he stared her down. "Look girl. Don't make my mood worse or I'll kill you now."
"Umm…" She swallowed heavily, not sure if she should ask the same question again.
"Scouter." was Vegeta's reply.
"Wha?" She blinked.
The young man before her tapped the device she had recently fixed earlier. "This."
"How… did that find me?" The confusion written on her face did little to show the complete lack of understanding what was happening.
He wasn't sure if he should explain. After all, that really wasn't the reason why he'd come back.
"It…" he paused, "it measures and locates ki readings. I tracked you before you left."
"Oh," she coughed dumbfounded, "what's a ki?"
"Why are you asking me so many questions?" Vegeta barked out.
"It's not my fault I don't know these things!" she countered.
"Ki is energy," he slowly explained.
She nodded, understanding it somewhat. "So that stuff you used to blow up that mountain was ki, and the Kamehameha wave that Roshi used was ki too?" She looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Can everyone do ki? Can I?"
"Enough! I didn't come here to give a weakling like you a lesson in ki!" Vegeta screamed.
"WELL THEN! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU COME HERE FOR!" she shouted. Her temper had gone completely out the roof, but she backed away when he began to advance towards her. She found herself sitting on the mirror stand with him right up on her. Here goes Bulma. Yep you open your damn dirty mouth for the last time. You're about to be killed by the guy you actually thought was cute. In spite of this, her thoughts were completely overruled when Vegeta grabbed hold of her hand and shoved a heavy pouch of Dragon Balls into them. Bulma blinked up at him in shock for a long moment.
"You came to give these back," she whispered in surprise.
"It not like you'll have a chance to use them anyway," mumbled Vegeta, moving away from her. She of course didn't hear him. Bulma looked up at him (Cts: He's a *few* inches higher.: 0 )
Maybe he wasn't that bad.
"Thank you." She nibbled at her lips, wanting to touch him but scared at the same time. Not because she was afraid of the fact that he could kill her… she just wasn't sure what would happen. "Let me guess," she spoke, "You aren't going to say anything. You have too much pride, right?"
Vegeta turned his head as his body twisted to follow, walking away from her. She gasped.
"Where are you going?" demanded Bulma, as she realized where he was heading. Her eyes quickly traced the line between the window and Vegeta. A few steps and he would be out. Forever. When he didn't answer, she forgot about that small fear, and ran forward grabbing his arm forcing him to turn around. Her own eyes widened at what she saw in his dark pools. "No you're not," she whispered intensely, "you're leaving aren't you? I can tell by your eyes! That's why you gave these back, isn't it!"
"Let go of my arm girl." He growled a warning tone; he did not like the fact that she saw his intentions just by looking at him. He wasn't supposed to be easy to read. He was not an open
book!
"No! I refuse, and I don't care if you do say that you're going to kill me. I want to know where you're going and why you're going!"
It happened again, only this time different twist to the situation. She was crudely slammed into the wall, and a fist was clenched beside her head. She coughed, trying to grab hold of her lost breath. When she did, she looked forward and found a pissed off Vegeta glaring right into her face. She bit her lip, trying not to panic. How could she get herself into another position like this? And this time there was no Goku to say, "Leave her alone!"
"I told you many times to stop questioning me. I warned you."
"Are you going to kill me?" she questioned lightly. The young Prince looked her over, and produced a smirk. She managed to keep her face straight, although the smell of fear was evident throughout the room. When she received no reply, she continued. "Are you going to kill me?" she asked again. Bulma figured she was playing it well, even though she was trapped against the hard surface of the wall.
"No, I'm not. That would be a waste of energy," stated Vegeta as he moved away making a distance between them.
"And you're still leaving?" She grumbled, under her breath. Silently, she wondered why she desired him to stay. He'd tried to kill her twice. TWICE!
"Yes." Bulma gave a light smile, and Vegeta watched her steal over to him, pause for a moment, and take his hand.
"Friends?"
"What?"
"I said 'friends.' Don't you understand what that means?" said Bulma, eyeing him in question.
"I'm not a idiot. I know what that means."
"Well… friends?" she asked again.
"You don't know me," he mumbled dryly.
"Just answer my question. Yes or no."
"…"
"Can I take that as a yes?"
"…"
"Okay then." She released him with a frown. Really, she shouldn't have expected him to say yes, but he didn't say no either. So Bulma gave one last smile, and in one single, graceful movement, he was gone.
~*~
Right… left… right…
"Goku? Did you get their smell yet? This is kind of embarrassing." She glanced around; the party was dying down and some people who weren't too high or drunk were watching them.
"Almost… hold on. We're almost there." Goku continued to crawl on the ground, sniffing. Chichi was now thinking that she should have never suggested for him to sniff the cat err… thing out.
Finally, Goku ran into a door headfirst. He jumped up. "They're in there. Both of them."
Chichi looked at him in surprise. "How do you know about both?"
"'Cause the cat had the smell of the other guy on him, and I could smell it."
"Oh…" She looked up at the sign. It read: Chilly's Late Night Bar "Ah…"
"What?" asked Goku. "Aren't we going in?"
"It's a bar, I don't know if we should…"
"HEY! I had to sniff the whole way here! We've gotta go in, and plus they might be bad guys so we ARE going in!" demanded Goku.
"GOKU!" she shouted. "You have no idea what a bar is. They have icky people in there."
"I'll protect ya."
"But… AH!" Chichi suddenly disappeared, as she was crudely pulled in. The first thing they were greeted with was glares and snickers at their size. "I told you," she grumbled.
"Umm… wow. These people look mean." Goku exclaimed.
"Yes, they do. Now find Yamcha so we can drag 'em out. This place smells worse than Roshi's."
Goku nodded, sniffing the air. He groaned and shook his head once more. The rank smells were
throwing him off. "Chichi, I don't think I can find them in here now. This smell is too much."
Chichi didn't hear him as her eyes scanned the room, falling upon that man she'd run into earlier. (Whatever his name was.) He seemed to be extremely tired, as evidenced by his sprawled position on the floor asleep. She pulled away from Goku, and walked forward only to have him grab her arm. "Ugh. What?"
"Nothing."
"Oh… try one more time please." Chichi pleaded. He did so, but still couldn't get over the smell of beer, sweaty men and other things that we shouldn't be talking about right now… *cough*
"Sorry," Goku grumbled.
"Oh… it's okay…" She grinned. "Because I see them both right over there." She smirked as spotted the cat that was rambling on to whom she assumed was Yamcha. "Come on!"
~*~
"Oh Yamcha, it was horrible. She tried to kill me…" Yamcha blinked at the cat. He was just trying to find something *decent* on the menu to eat.
"Didn't I tell you not to go off? I didn't even realize you had ran off till a few minutes ago!" Yamcha scolded her.
Puar nodded, and began to speak while trying to ignore the smell. Why he did he have to choose this place? "I'm sorry, but I got away. I didn't tell her anything about what's going on…"
"Tell us what *is* going on," a sweet voice interrupted.
Yamcha and Puar turned around, gasping in shock.
"AH! YAMCHA!" Puar screamed, fleeing behind him. Goku stood beside Chichi, waving at them.
"Well," Chichi began, "let's do this peacefully okay? But, before anything happens we take this outside. This place reeks!"
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Yippee! I'm over writer's block. Dance. I can write freely. *Grins* Well *grins once more* I'm happy okay. REALLY HAPPY! I can finally write with out crying. Thank to Asiya Briffs. She gave me a million ideas! Oh and don't you guys get mad at me cause Veggie's gonna go Bye bye.
*Sniff* I'm sad to but he couldn't stay.
Think about all the bad things that could happen. Like Zarbon coming or worse…
Last, but not least, for anyone who is confused by Bulma's little powers, just tell me in your review. Or if you think you understand her power…tell me in your review. Lol. I know it wasn't all Dramatic, but everyone makes Bulma's power dramatic. So, I did some thing nice and simple. Hope you like it.
On the next episode of Dragon Ball (TRS): We hear the last of Vegeta. *sniff* Bulma gets a hold of herself and finds out more about her ability. Goku and Chichi get into a big bar fight, and then they finally set off... only run into more problems. Take a wild guess who it is!
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