A/N: HA! I was right! Nobody guessed correctly! ^^ Take that T-chan! :p Everybody guessed either tails or various people and body parts. Nope! When I said no one would guess, I really meant it! After all, I wouldn't offer Vegeta up for a WEEK if I wasn't absolutely positive! ^________^
Vegeta: hmph. Baka woman. How dare you offer me up as if I were a possession!?
tsk tsk Vegie! You ARE a possession! Be it of me or Akira Toriyama- you ARE trademarked!
Vegeta; …..
T-chan HA HA Vegie-head is a THING! XD
Vegeta; *growls* AM NOT!
T-chan; *sticks tongue out* are TOO!
Vegeta; *ki blasts T-chan*
T-chan; X_X
HA! Serves ya right for insulting MY Vegie-chan! Come on Vegeta Muse, lets get to the story!
~Because Tessa-chan is out of working order, this chapter is purely inspired by our favorite Saiya-jin no ouji! Let the evilness begin!~
Oh, and I decided not to make Sheylan a student *sweatdrops* But she'll be appearing in this chapter. ^_____^;;
Disclaimer; Let's see… I own myself, my ^chopsticks^, and my Baby… Vegie and all the rest is stolen goods.
~*~ Chapter Seventeen: Roses~*~
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"MY ROSES!!! THAT BAKA JUST PULLED OUT MY BRAND NEW, VERY EXPENSIVE ROSES!!! Vegeta, SIC HIM!!!"
Everybody stared at Sharpener, who had managed to pull Bulma's Newly Imported Very Rare Blue Rosebush out of the ground and now held it like a shield between himself and 'The Crazy Man'.
Sharpener was whimpering more then ever now, bordering closely on hysterical sobbing; Not only was he burned to a toast with The Crazy Man after him , but now he had huge rose thorns in his hands AND the richest woman in the world wanted to see him dead…
~Can life get any worse?~
Suddenly the rose bush was wrenched from his grasp, leaving the thorns imbedded in the crispy, quivering teen's hands.
Strong hands clamped the front of his shirt and easily lifted him up to within an inch of the enraged face of Crazy Man.
~Apparently it can.~
"YOU BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU HARM MY MATE'S PROPERTY! CORWARDLY WEAKLING!!!"
Sharpener was absolutely terrified as Crazy Man's eyes flickered green.
Big, brave Pencil Sharpener peed his pants.
With a disgusted snarl, Vegeta threw him backwards into the wall. With a sickening crunching sound, Sharpener slid down the wall, gasping with startled pain.
He sobbed as Crazy Man stalked up to him, again effortlessly lifting the limp teen to face level.
"You… You are a wimpy, weakling, fool of a human bratling. I WAS just going to beat you to a bloody pulp. NOW I'm going to kill you. Of course, I'm going to take my time about it… My mate hasn't let me have any fun for awhile."
Vegeta grinned evilly and slammed Sharpener back into the wall, holding him at arms length.
"UNDERSTAND!?"
Sharpener was too terrified to respond. All he could do was pray to Kami for a rescue.
Unfortunately for Sharpener, Kami had much more pressing issues to deal with…
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Dende began to nervously pace around the Lookout.
~ What'll Gohan do to me when he finds out? ~ He gulped nervously and pulled at the collar of his shirt. Would Earth be needing a new Kami soon?
~@ It's not your fault kid. Gohan is more likely to be angry with me than you. Why don't you help me locate those two. @~
The slightly irritated, disconnected voice of Piccolo brought things back into focus for the young god.
He nodded to himself. ~@ You're right. I'll try to locate them from here, you start looking the old fashioned way. @~
He felt Piccolo take off, and looked over the edge of the lookout, trying to find any traces what so ever of the Terrible Two.
~*~
Trunks soon caught up to the other chibi and began pestering him.
"Come on Goten! Don't waste our time! You don't even know how to work the thing!"
Goten ignored Trunks's whining and continued blithely along following, what seemed to Trunks, a rather arbitrary path.
Suddenly Goten nodded. Looking pleased with himself he pointed at an ice cream parlor.
Trunks stared for a moment, then looked from Goten to the parlor, to Goten again.
"YOU BAKA!!! THAT ISN'T THE BALL!!! GIVE ME THAT!!!"
He wrestled the radar out of Goten's hand and stomped off in the other direction, not even bothering to consult the radar.
When he realized that Goten wasn't behind him, he turned around and looked back to see Goten going up to the door of the shop and walking in!
~What does bakayaro think he's doing?!~
With an irritated sigh and a few choice curses, Trunks ran back to retrieve his younger counterpart.
To his surprise as he entered the shop, Goten wasn't heading over to the counter, he was heading over to some lady!
Curious in spite of himself, Trunks sat down to watch what Goten would do.
~I wonder if I've influenced him enough that he might actually have something here…~
Goten could sense the last of the Dragon Balls, and this lady had it.
Debating how he could ask her for it, a new plan came to mind… After all, it'd worked once, hadn't it?
Sheylan was enjoying her ice cream, when suddenly a young boy came up in front of her.
He had the most innocent eyes and adorable grin she had ever seen.
"Hello there kid! Can I do something for you?"
The boy bit his lip and scuffed his foot against the floor. (everyone say *Aaaaaaaw*^^)
"Could…could you…help me find my mommy?"
He looked up at her and she felt her heart break when she saw a big fat tear trickle down his cheek.
"Sure sweetie! Lets get you an ice cream cone and we'll talk!"
She walked over to the counter, not catching the triumphant grin that crossed his face as soon as her back was turned.
Smirking evilly Goten's hand darted in and out of her purse, feeling around for the Ball that he KNEW was in there.
Keeping an eye on the lady, he finally found it, tucking it carefully away.
Sheylan turned back o the boy who was still sitting at the table, wide eyed and innocent, tear still evident on his cheek.
She smiled encouragingly. "What flavor would you like?"
The boy bit his lip and shrugged, looking down at his feet.
She smiled; the kid was sooooo cute!
She turned back to the smiling man behind the counter. "A three scoop chocolate cone please!"
She paid for it and walked back over to the boy, handing the cone to him with a friendly smile.
"There ya go hunny! Now, can you tell me your name?"
He took the cone from her with a grateful smile. "Gomen nasai, I'm Son Goten."
He stuck out a little hand and Sheylan took it with a smile.
"And I'm Sheylan, pleased to meet you Goten-kun. As soon as your done with that, I'll walk with you down to the police station and we'll have them look up your mom."
A look that Sheylan took to be gratitude flashed the boys face as he commenced with licking his cone.
Goten was worried, what had he gotten himself into now?
Granted; he HAD gotten a free three scoop ice cream cone… but how was he going to get out of this situation?
After much debate, Trunks decided that it would be necessary for him to help Goten out of the current situation.
After all, it looked as if the chibi had found the last Dragon Ball, and Trunks wanted to hurry up and summon the Dragon!
Trunks took a deep breath… Now how was he going to accomplish this?
~*~
Pan sat down idly as her Daddy walked into CC with the funny little green man.
Bored, Pan found a place to sit down and leaned comfortably against her mommy's legs.
Humming a tuneless melody, Pan looked at the handful of lavender hair that she was, for some odd reason, still holding.
With a tiny shrug the chibi set to the task of braiding the long purple strands.
She was almost finished when Bulma and Vegeta's shouting match startled her into looking up.
She watched for a few minutes, slightly bemused, than turned back to her work.
Soon she had it completely braided and tied into an infinite circle.
With a smile she slipped it around her neck as a pretty necklace and turned to see what was going on.
Gohan was slightly amused as he let his perverse Saiya-jin side take over. Kami but he hated that baka.
"Go Vegie-sama! Beat him to a bloody pulp!"
Everybody sweatdropped and turned to stare at little Pan, who was grinning from ear to ear. This was funny!
"YEAH! Go Vegeta-san!" Marron joined in, not about to miss out.
Everybody stared at the two bloodthirsty chibis. Okay, GUYS they could've understood… but GIRLS? That was just too weird.
Vegeta smiled at the support he was receiving and, as a bonus for his fans, decided to make the end rather spectacular.
He grabbed the pounded up brat and flew nearly a hundred feet up and dropped the nearly unconscious boy.
The little girls cheered and Gohan and Mirai smirked as Videl stared, horrified, at what her daughter had become.
To the intense disappointment of all the Saiya-jins there, Yamcha interfered.
Catching Sharpener before he hit the ground, the baseball player stuffed a senzo bean into the kid's mouth.
A/N; Gomen nasai! I just couldn't bring myself to kill off the bastard just yet… He's such a useful asset in a fic like this…
Vegeta: *disappointed* I wanted to kill him though…
Well too bad 'Crazy Man' *giggles* But I promise that you'll get to have more fun with him later… *smirks evilly*
Oh, and if you couldn't tell already, Mirai does have long hair in this ficcy! ^^
Any comments T-chan?
T-chan; X-X
thought not. ^_______^ (yea! my tail is finally safe for a bit!^^)
Ja for now people! See ya in the reviews! *hint, hint*