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Chapter Four: We'll save July! Here's what we'll do!
"Who's that?" Yamcha asked Bulma rudely, pointing his finger at Vegeta. Bulma smiled cheerfully, walking up and hugging her boyfriend.
"This is Vegeta!" she replied. "And this is his little sister, July."
Oh good, he thought. It's his little sister. That makes me feel a little better. I thought he was much older than Bulma, but then again, he does look kinda young.
Yamcha smiled, feeling he could trust this guy if Bulma could, and extended a hand of welcoming, which Vegeta didn't return.
"Tch. Nice to meet you too," Yamcha muttered under his breath.
"I brought Vegeta here because him and July wanted to see the inside of Capsule Corp," she continued. "And it looks like there's a party going on here! Who's-"
"I'm here Yamcha!" They all turned around and saw Chi-Chi walking through the door along with Goku, Krillin, and Yajorobe. "Hey, Bulma came home! And somebody else!"
"Vegeta!" Goku said, waving. "How are you?"
"Humph. Fine," he remarked. July tugged the collar of his shirt, and he looked down at her.
"Vegeta, can we see the rest of the big building?" she asked. Bulma looked over at him, and she could have sworn there was a smile.
"Yes, if that's what you want."
He was walking down one of the halls without another word from the rest of them. Goku looked over to Bulma and whispered, "Is that his sister?"
Bulma giggled. "Yup, his pride and joy," she said. Then she turned to Yamcha. "So, what's with all the party set up?"
Yamcha was about to answer, but Chi-Chi said it instead. Typical.
"This is an anniversary celebration!" she said excitedly. "For me and Goku, and you and Yamcha! With parties, we'll get closer together, and when we get closer together we'll get married! And then we'll have lots of kids!"
Everyone laughed with joyous expressions on their faces, as Goku put on a puzzled face and Yamcha blushed furiously. But not too long, they joined in the laughter as well.
Bulma was the only one in the room who wasn't really paying attention, but just laughing because of the others. Really, it was sweet of Yamcha to go through all this trouble to make their relationship all the sweeter, but Vegeta was what was in her mind right now. She knew she was attracted to him in some way, but she definitely was sure it wasn't love. He just seemed like he was so familiar to her. Like déjà vu all over again, and it was really bothering her. No one really paid attention to her aloof expression, not even her boyfriend, which was fine with her, truth be told.
Over the hours, the party grew and grew. It went on, with friends from school coming to chat, eat, and dance and even the Capsule Corp. employees joined in the Anniversary celebration for a while. Music pounded in their ears and vibrated the floor as they celebrated the merriment. Still, Bulma was alone while Yamcha talked to girls he knew from school and she continued to watch the others.
Goku and Chi-Chi, she thought. She noticed them first, and she smiled as Chi-Chi tried to teach Goku how to dance. Her smiled grew wider when he stepped on her feet and she started yelling. Yup, that's our Chi-Chi. Those two will never fall apart.
But what about me and Yamcha? Her thoughts never ceased to continue. How will we grow up together? Will we ever get married? What about kids? Oh, I don't think I'm ready to think about those kind of things.
Then her mind shifted to something else. Where was Vegeta? He hadn't come back from the halls hours ago, and what about July? Was she okay?
Bulma in her mind decided to go see if they were still looking around. After all, Capsule Corp. was a huge building, and it might take someone a couple hours to look through the whole thing. Without being noticed, she slipped into the hall and started to walk through it, looking for her new friend.
"Oh, Vegeta, where are you?" she said to herself after she looked through what seemed to be the one hundredth door. There were only some employees in most of them working; saying only people left there to join the party and none came in. Others were completely deserted with their computers still on or their phones still ringing. Pathetic, for people to do such irresponsible things.
The last place to check was on the roof. It was a secret pace, where she used to sit to find some alone time, and even to get away from Yamcha every once when a while when they had their arguments. She built the stairs in a wall hidden in a on the ceiling of her room. Most would find it obvious, but then again, she covered it up pretty well.
"Oh, no." On the roof. Under the stars. At night. The moon. Everything. It was all set up if he really was there, just sitting there in the middle of the night. Just one nice and romantic evening.
But wait, she thought. I can tell Vegeta isn't like that. He really isn't the romance type, I can tell. Or is he hiding it?
With all these thoughts trailing through her mind she didn't even realize her feet had moved her to her room already. It looked fine, like nothing had been touched or bothered in the slightest bit. All except.
"My Poster!" Bulma shrieked. The poster of Yamcha that she had blown up from a picture was torn off the wall, and there was a trail of stairs. Oh no, he really did find the stairs. It just goes into place. In some ways, she was downright nervous. She knew what happened in the movies. But she decided to go for it, and see what would happen.
Slowly she walked up the silver metal stairs, each holding her weight perfectly although she felt it would break any minute. She continued to walk slowly, slowly, until she came to the wooden door up top. Obviously there was a lot of empty space above her room. She pulled the upward door open, and from then on as she looked up, she saw stars.
The night was very clear, and to Bulma it was unusual; after all, if you live in a technologically advanced city, you're bound to find clouds of pollution in the air. She put the thoughts of dirt and scum aside to stare at the blinking in the black sky. If this is what night really looked like here, she needed to start getting out more often. Even the quest for the Dragonballs never showed such a sky.
"What are you doing here?" she heard a voice say, making her jump. But she knew who it was. She turned her head to the right, and looking right back at her with July in his arms was Vegeta. He was leaning against a balcony about three feet high, and looking down at his baby sister, who was a sleep.
"Do you realize what time It is?" Bulma asked him. Then she realized the chill in the air, and she hugged herself to try and get warmer. "And you do realize it's too cold for a little kid like that to be out at around midnight?"
"Is it really that late at night?" he asked curiously. She nodded. "Humph. Never would have guessed."
"Well, hurry up and go home!"
"I can't with that racket downstairs! You can hear t from all the way up here!"
Vegeta was right. Even from the top of the building, you could still hear the music pounding downstairs. It was very, very loud, and Bulma didn't see people leaving, so she assumed it was still as hot as ever. But what did that have to do with leaving?"
"Are you scared of the music?" Bulma teased. "I mean, most teenagers love music, but since it's coming from you-"
"I can't go down because it will wake up July!" he shouted, going mere inches from Bulma's face. She jumped back in surprise.
"Man, you really care for her huh? Is it because she can't say anything mean about you like your brothers can? Or is it she can't hit you with a frying pan like your mom?"
She expected to be yelled at again by Vegeta but this time she was really surprised. He looked.hurt. She had only known him for a day and it seemed like forever, since they been around eachother most of time. And she learned a lot about him, too and he seemed to have too much pride to show and sign of hurt.
He turned away from Bulma, stroking July's short brown hair she tossed a little in his arms. He smiled at her, feeling better already. But, then he started to think about something.
Bulma is a genius, he thought in his mind. She's the daughter of the famous Dr.Briefs, so she must be. Maybe she will know the answer.
"I came here because July wanted to," he said seriously. "She was born two years from now with an unknown sickness. They estimated her death to be three years from now."
Wow. She never thought of that.
"But you're brothers," she stammered. "They were treating her really bad, and-"
"Aoi and Kuroi don't know about it. Mother is still trying to find a good doctor."
Something sprung I her mind. "Why are you telling me?"
She figured something sentimental, land the 'movies' were popping in her head again, but no. "I figured either you or your Father would know a cure."
Bulma felt a weight on her chest. She really wanted to help, because Vegeta really seemed happy with July, but how? She never specialized in any kind of medicine. Neither did her Dad. They both did mechanics, but how was she going to tell him that? Wait a second.
"I can help you!" she suddenly shouted out of the blue after being in deep thought. "Come on! I'll get Yamcha, Chi-Chi, Krillin and Goku! We can all go together!"
She grabbed the arm that wasn't holding July, and started to drag him down the stairs. She could already feel the excitement running through her. After all, it had been what, three, four years? And now they can do it again!
She was still holding onto Vegeta as she raced down the stairs and pressed a switch to make it go back in its proper place, hidden in the wall. Then she ran over to her dresser next to the bed, and pulled out something that was looking so old it had a thick layer of dust in it- The Dragon Radar.
"What in the bloody hell is that?" Vegeta shouted. July started to stir in his arms and like a worried Father he was rocking her back and forth, trying to sooth her to sleep again. To Bulma's surprise, it worked like a charm. But she decided to ignore it and answer his question.
"This," she paused, holding it close to him so he could see. "Is a Dragon Radar. It detects Dragonballs."
"And what are Dragonballs?" he demanded, still examining the Radar. "Can they help July?"
"You bet! There are seven round balls, each with a number of stars on them, counting one through seven. Not many people know about them, but when they all come together, you can make any wish you want. Neat huh?"
"That sounds like a fairy tale."
"It's not!" she reassured him. "Me, Goku, Yamcha and Krillin went for the Dragonballs several years ago, and let me tell you, we made some great wishes! We even brought someone's Father back to life after he died!"
Now that was a little farfetched, he thought. Something like that actually happened? They brought a guman back to life? That seemed impossible, but the look on her face was firm. He decided to believe her.
"Fine," he said. "I'll take July home tonight, even if the racket is still loud, and I will meet you here with your friends in the morning to look for these Dragonballs. I hope you're not lying, and you'd better be hoping too."
He turned out of her room, and left without another word.
~
"The Dragonballs?!" Krillin exclaimed the next morning. She had her friends stay the night after the party, and she told them Vegeta's whole story. "We're gonna look for them again?!"
"Why not?" Bulma asked with eagerness. "Vegeta needs our help, and it'll be fun!"
"Yeah, but I was hoping to have a good and peaceful life..."
"Come on Krillin," Goku said happily. "Let's go! Maybe we'll get into fights and stuff, and with Vegeta we probably could beat him. After all, he can use Ki like me! That's what Bulma said!"
"I'm up for it!" Chi-Chi said. "If Goku's coming, so am I! And I think it's sweet what Vegeta's doing!"
"I guess I'll go then," Krillin said, outnumbered. The last person left, who hadn't said a word all morning, was Yamcha. They all turned to him, and he seemed a little gloomy.
She's been paying all her attention to Vegeta since he got here, he was thinking to himself. We didn't even talk much at the party, and it was for us! This guy is getting on my nerves.
"Yamcha?"
He looked up to see Bulma in front of him with her puppy dog eyes. How he loved those eyes. "Are you okay? If you're not, you don't have to come look for the Dragonballs with us."
Come? Of course I'm gonna come! I don't like Vegeta, and I'm gonna stay with you all the time to keep him away from you! That's what he wanted to say.
"Sure, why not. It should be fun." That's what he said.
Bulma jumped for joy and wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing him tightly. Yamcha smiled. Perhaps our relationship hasn't faltered at all.
Yes, it's another adventure for the Dragonballs! And trust me, I've finally an antagonist, and I can't wait to show him to you in the later chapters! But I'm gonna have to keep you al waiting till then, because he's one of those bad guys you have to wait for!
Next time, on Dragonball: Vegeta meets up with Bulma and the others, and they start their journey to find the seven Dragonballs. But where's the first one they find? In school?! How will they find it in a crowded building full of supervision and students? Stay turned for the next exciting episode of Dragonball: After so many years! ^_____^ I've always wanted to say that. ^_______^
Notes: Vegeta's brother's, Aoi, and Kuroi, have names that stand for a Japanese word. Aoi means blue, and Kuroi means black, k?
And thanks to these guys for reviewing Chapter three! I loved your compliments:
Vegeta-is-Forgotten: Do you really think it's THAT original?
DbzChicky501 Don't worry, I like to ass things to stuff too, like this! ^_^
And Yue Lover: You feel sorry for Yamcha? Oh well, I guess we should feel a little sorry for him. But like you said, Vegeta and Bulma are meant to be together!
Chapter Four: We'll save July! Here's what we'll do!
"Who's that?" Yamcha asked Bulma rudely, pointing his finger at Vegeta. Bulma smiled cheerfully, walking up and hugging her boyfriend.
"This is Vegeta!" she replied. "And this is his little sister, July."
Oh good, he thought. It's his little sister. That makes me feel a little better. I thought he was much older than Bulma, but then again, he does look kinda young.
Yamcha smiled, feeling he could trust this guy if Bulma could, and extended a hand of welcoming, which Vegeta didn't return.
"Tch. Nice to meet you too," Yamcha muttered under his breath.
"I brought Vegeta here because him and July wanted to see the inside of Capsule Corp," she continued. "And it looks like there's a party going on here! Who's-"
"I'm here Yamcha!" They all turned around and saw Chi-Chi walking through the door along with Goku, Krillin, and Yajorobe. "Hey, Bulma came home! And somebody else!"
"Vegeta!" Goku said, waving. "How are you?"
"Humph. Fine," he remarked. July tugged the collar of his shirt, and he looked down at her.
"Vegeta, can we see the rest of the big building?" she asked. Bulma looked over at him, and she could have sworn there was a smile.
"Yes, if that's what you want."
He was walking down one of the halls without another word from the rest of them. Goku looked over to Bulma and whispered, "Is that his sister?"
Bulma giggled. "Yup, his pride and joy," she said. Then she turned to Yamcha. "So, what's with all the party set up?"
Yamcha was about to answer, but Chi-Chi said it instead. Typical.
"This is an anniversary celebration!" she said excitedly. "For me and Goku, and you and Yamcha! With parties, we'll get closer together, and when we get closer together we'll get married! And then we'll have lots of kids!"
Everyone laughed with joyous expressions on their faces, as Goku put on a puzzled face and Yamcha blushed furiously. But not too long, they joined in the laughter as well.
Bulma was the only one in the room who wasn't really paying attention, but just laughing because of the others. Really, it was sweet of Yamcha to go through all this trouble to make their relationship all the sweeter, but Vegeta was what was in her mind right now. She knew she was attracted to him in some way, but she definitely was sure it wasn't love. He just seemed like he was so familiar to her. Like déjà vu all over again, and it was really bothering her. No one really paid attention to her aloof expression, not even her boyfriend, which was fine with her, truth be told.
Over the hours, the party grew and grew. It went on, with friends from school coming to chat, eat, and dance and even the Capsule Corp. employees joined in the Anniversary celebration for a while. Music pounded in their ears and vibrated the floor as they celebrated the merriment. Still, Bulma was alone while Yamcha talked to girls he knew from school and she continued to watch the others.
Goku and Chi-Chi, she thought. She noticed them first, and she smiled as Chi-Chi tried to teach Goku how to dance. Her smiled grew wider when he stepped on her feet and she started yelling. Yup, that's our Chi-Chi. Those two will never fall apart.
But what about me and Yamcha? Her thoughts never ceased to continue. How will we grow up together? Will we ever get married? What about kids? Oh, I don't think I'm ready to think about those kind of things.
Then her mind shifted to something else. Where was Vegeta? He hadn't come back from the halls hours ago, and what about July? Was she okay?
Bulma in her mind decided to go see if they were still looking around. After all, Capsule Corp. was a huge building, and it might take someone a couple hours to look through the whole thing. Without being noticed, she slipped into the hall and started to walk through it, looking for her new friend.
"Oh, Vegeta, where are you?" she said to herself after she looked through what seemed to be the one hundredth door. There were only some employees in most of them working; saying only people left there to join the party and none came in. Others were completely deserted with their computers still on or their phones still ringing. Pathetic, for people to do such irresponsible things.
The last place to check was on the roof. It was a secret pace, where she used to sit to find some alone time, and even to get away from Yamcha every once when a while when they had their arguments. She built the stairs in a wall hidden in a on the ceiling of her room. Most would find it obvious, but then again, she covered it up pretty well.
"Oh, no." On the roof. Under the stars. At night. The moon. Everything. It was all set up if he really was there, just sitting there in the middle of the night. Just one nice and romantic evening.
But wait, she thought. I can tell Vegeta isn't like that. He really isn't the romance type, I can tell. Or is he hiding it?
With all these thoughts trailing through her mind she didn't even realize her feet had moved her to her room already. It looked fine, like nothing had been touched or bothered in the slightest bit. All except.
"My Poster!" Bulma shrieked. The poster of Yamcha that she had blown up from a picture was torn off the wall, and there was a trail of stairs. Oh no, he really did find the stairs. It just goes into place. In some ways, she was downright nervous. She knew what happened in the movies. But she decided to go for it, and see what would happen.
Slowly she walked up the silver metal stairs, each holding her weight perfectly although she felt it would break any minute. She continued to walk slowly, slowly, until she came to the wooden door up top. Obviously there was a lot of empty space above her room. She pulled the upward door open, and from then on as she looked up, she saw stars.
The night was very clear, and to Bulma it was unusual; after all, if you live in a technologically advanced city, you're bound to find clouds of pollution in the air. She put the thoughts of dirt and scum aside to stare at the blinking in the black sky. If this is what night really looked like here, she needed to start getting out more often. Even the quest for the Dragonballs never showed such a sky.
"What are you doing here?" she heard a voice say, making her jump. But she knew who it was. She turned her head to the right, and looking right back at her with July in his arms was Vegeta. He was leaning against a balcony about three feet high, and looking down at his baby sister, who was a sleep.
"Do you realize what time It is?" Bulma asked him. Then she realized the chill in the air, and she hugged herself to try and get warmer. "And you do realize it's too cold for a little kid like that to be out at around midnight?"
"Is it really that late at night?" he asked curiously. She nodded. "Humph. Never would have guessed."
"Well, hurry up and go home!"
"I can't with that racket downstairs! You can hear t from all the way up here!"
Vegeta was right. Even from the top of the building, you could still hear the music pounding downstairs. It was very, very loud, and Bulma didn't see people leaving, so she assumed it was still as hot as ever. But what did that have to do with leaving?"
"Are you scared of the music?" Bulma teased. "I mean, most teenagers love music, but since it's coming from you-"
"I can't go down because it will wake up July!" he shouted, going mere inches from Bulma's face. She jumped back in surprise.
"Man, you really care for her huh? Is it because she can't say anything mean about you like your brothers can? Or is it she can't hit you with a frying pan like your mom?"
She expected to be yelled at again by Vegeta but this time she was really surprised. He looked.hurt. She had only known him for a day and it seemed like forever, since they been around eachother most of time. And she learned a lot about him, too and he seemed to have too much pride to show and sign of hurt.
He turned away from Bulma, stroking July's short brown hair she tossed a little in his arms. He smiled at her, feeling better already. But, then he started to think about something.
Bulma is a genius, he thought in his mind. She's the daughter of the famous Dr.Briefs, so she must be. Maybe she will know the answer.
"I came here because July wanted to," he said seriously. "She was born two years from now with an unknown sickness. They estimated her death to be three years from now."
Wow. She never thought of that.
"But you're brothers," she stammered. "They were treating her really bad, and-"
"Aoi and Kuroi don't know about it. Mother is still trying to find a good doctor."
Something sprung I her mind. "Why are you telling me?"
She figured something sentimental, land the 'movies' were popping in her head again, but no. "I figured either you or your Father would know a cure."
Bulma felt a weight on her chest. She really wanted to help, because Vegeta really seemed happy with July, but how? She never specialized in any kind of medicine. Neither did her Dad. They both did mechanics, but how was she going to tell him that? Wait a second.
"I can help you!" she suddenly shouted out of the blue after being in deep thought. "Come on! I'll get Yamcha, Chi-Chi, Krillin and Goku! We can all go together!"
She grabbed the arm that wasn't holding July, and started to drag him down the stairs. She could already feel the excitement running through her. After all, it had been what, three, four years? And now they can do it again!
She was still holding onto Vegeta as she raced down the stairs and pressed a switch to make it go back in its proper place, hidden in the wall. Then she ran over to her dresser next to the bed, and pulled out something that was looking so old it had a thick layer of dust in it- The Dragon Radar.
"What in the bloody hell is that?" Vegeta shouted. July started to stir in his arms and like a worried Father he was rocking her back and forth, trying to sooth her to sleep again. To Bulma's surprise, it worked like a charm. But she decided to ignore it and answer his question.
"This," she paused, holding it close to him so he could see. "Is a Dragon Radar. It detects Dragonballs."
"And what are Dragonballs?" he demanded, still examining the Radar. "Can they help July?"
"You bet! There are seven round balls, each with a number of stars on them, counting one through seven. Not many people know about them, but when they all come together, you can make any wish you want. Neat huh?"
"That sounds like a fairy tale."
"It's not!" she reassured him. "Me, Goku, Yamcha and Krillin went for the Dragonballs several years ago, and let me tell you, we made some great wishes! We even brought someone's Father back to life after he died!"
Now that was a little farfetched, he thought. Something like that actually happened? They brought a guman back to life? That seemed impossible, but the look on her face was firm. He decided to believe her.
"Fine," he said. "I'll take July home tonight, even if the racket is still loud, and I will meet you here with your friends in the morning to look for these Dragonballs. I hope you're not lying, and you'd better be hoping too."
He turned out of her room, and left without another word.
~
"The Dragonballs?!" Krillin exclaimed the next morning. She had her friends stay the night after the party, and she told them Vegeta's whole story. "We're gonna look for them again?!"
"Why not?" Bulma asked with eagerness. "Vegeta needs our help, and it'll be fun!"
"Yeah, but I was hoping to have a good and peaceful life..."
"Come on Krillin," Goku said happily. "Let's go! Maybe we'll get into fights and stuff, and with Vegeta we probably could beat him. After all, he can use Ki like me! That's what Bulma said!"
"I'm up for it!" Chi-Chi said. "If Goku's coming, so am I! And I think it's sweet what Vegeta's doing!"
"I guess I'll go then," Krillin said, outnumbered. The last person left, who hadn't said a word all morning, was Yamcha. They all turned to him, and he seemed a little gloomy.
She's been paying all her attention to Vegeta since he got here, he was thinking to himself. We didn't even talk much at the party, and it was for us! This guy is getting on my nerves.
"Yamcha?"
He looked up to see Bulma in front of him with her puppy dog eyes. How he loved those eyes. "Are you okay? If you're not, you don't have to come look for the Dragonballs with us."
Come? Of course I'm gonna come! I don't like Vegeta, and I'm gonna stay with you all the time to keep him away from you! That's what he wanted to say.
"Sure, why not. It should be fun." That's what he said.
Bulma jumped for joy and wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing him tightly. Yamcha smiled. Perhaps our relationship hasn't faltered at all.
Yes, it's another adventure for the Dragonballs! And trust me, I've finally an antagonist, and I can't wait to show him to you in the later chapters! But I'm gonna have to keep you al waiting till then, because he's one of those bad guys you have to wait for!
Next time, on Dragonball: Vegeta meets up with Bulma and the others, and they start their journey to find the seven Dragonballs. But where's the first one they find? In school?! How will they find it in a crowded building full of supervision and students? Stay turned for the next exciting episode of Dragonball: After so many years! ^_____^ I've always wanted to say that. ^_______^
Notes: Vegeta's brother's, Aoi, and Kuroi, have names that stand for a Japanese word. Aoi means blue, and Kuroi means black, k?
And thanks to these guys for reviewing Chapter three! I loved your compliments:
Vegeta-is-Forgotten: Do you really think it's THAT original?
DbzChicky501 Don't worry, I like to ass things to stuff too, like this! ^_^
And Yue Lover: You feel sorry for Yamcha? Oh well, I guess we should feel a little sorry for him. But like you said, Vegeta and Bulma are meant to be together!