Author's Notes: Oh brother, it's been a long while. I am sorry to have kept you all waiting... Those of you who are still reading, congratulations, this is a long one. I figure you deserve as much for having waited so long. Anyway, without further ado, I give you chapter 11!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. If I did, Bulma would be a Saiyan Princess, and Goku would be her mate. These are just the fantasies of a future author- hopefully.

A Blessed Union Of Souls

Chapter Eleven: Com Pewter vs. Com Passion

Yajirobei was not considered attractive to most women by any standards. He was fat, short, grumpy and anti-social, yet he liked himself just fine. After being carted away by the Bedlam Enterprise people, he was now an escaped mental patient. It was only because he had taken a sip of the Luna Sea. After he had recovered his sanity, by coincidentally; taking a sip of some delicious Sani-tea, he had to find his way back to his comrades. Already, Vejita and ChiChi were a lost cause, but they were the past now. He did no want to be stuck on Ptero for the rest of his life while his body became a useless heap of crap. Then again, most people acted like it already happened.

            "Where to go now?"

Yajirobei asked aloud. He could see nothing ahead of him or behind. Yajirobei saw Vejita and ChiChi in a set of very large very painful cri-tics. They seemed to be arguing with the creatures, but to no avail.

            "ChiChi! Vejita! What are you guys doing?"

ChiChi glared at his stupidity angrily. Couldn't he see that they were obviously stuck, and unable to move? Vejita sneered, and was trying to power up yet again, but every time he did, the cri-tics sucked up his energy, leaving him to feel very dejected.

            "We are stuck here you idiot! Don't just stand there, help us!"

            "Okay, okay. No need to be rude about it all. Hold on, let me think..."

Vejita growled, whispering something to ChiChi. She laughed, but regained her composure soon. They didn't want to hurt his feelings.

            "I've got it. This is Ptero and everything is taken seriously on this planet right? So those are cri-tics. They sap the energy out of you so that you can't do anything good. It is their goal to make you feel like you are stuck; unable to move, and when you do they say the cruelest things!"

            "Thanks for the lesson Yajirobei, but could we get to the saving us part?" ChiChi asked, as the cri-tics took more of her energy. It hurt, and yet there was nothing she could do about it.

            "Don't you two know anything? I thought you were the smart ones?" Yajirobei said with a smile. "Critics hate being criticized themselves. All you have to do is say something nasty about them, and they'll let go of you!"

As much as Vejita would have liked to disagree, Yajirobei did have a point. On Vejitasei critics could always dish it out, but never take it. He smirked at ChiChi and began to say some of the meanest things he could think of. A large bunch of the insults were very colorful in nature, and will not be discussed here. A few of them were classics that he would be using on the stuck up Saiyan Princess. ChiChi began saying some very cruel things as well,a dn soon, the cri-tics had shriveled up and died. They stepped over the annoying pests, and ChiChi hugged him with happiness. Vejita just shook his hand in thanks.

            "Where have you been?"

            "After you and the rest left us over the Rocky Mountains, we had to catch up. We were not that far behind, but then we couldn't find you. Soon we were ensconced in the cri-tics unable to move."

Vejita said recalling their adventure so far. ChiChi was then reminded of something very important.

            "Hey, why aren't you with the rest of the group?"

Yajirobei laughed nervously, but wore a smile on his face.

            "I accidentally took a sip of the Luna Sea."

He wasn't going to tell them he was carted off, but the Bedlam people still thought he was an escaped mental patient, so he thought it wise to tell his friends.

            "I got taken to the Bedlam Enterprises mental ward, but I escaped, and soon I drank some Sani-tea I found growing on a few trees, and I am back to normal. The Bedlam people are probably looking for me."

            "We best find the group."

Vejita said grimly.

            "Right. Let's fly."

The trio flew off momentarily stopping for breaks every few hours. Suddenly Yajirobei's Com Pewter began to vibrate, and blink wildy. Yajirobei looked at the screen. The letters were large, and were a scrolling marquee on his screen. The letters read in bold black print:

WARNING! WARNING! COM PASSION DETECTED!

DO YOU WISH TO INTERFACE?

Y/N

Yajirobei looked to his friends for guidance. They gave him an encouraging smile. He smiled back, and clicked yes on his small keyboard and typed "yes". The three watched with interest as everything around them began to waver, like a cheesy flashback you could sometimes see on television. When the wavering stopped, they knew they were in a different place. Somehow, Yajirobei knew they were definitely not in Ptero anymore, or we they? They looked around, and that was when he saw her.

She looked to be the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had olive skin, dark brown eyes, and wore a blue gi. There was also a green katana strapped to her back. She had in her hand a machine that looked a lot like Com Pewter. Her machine was beeping wildly. She smiled at the group, and began speaking in a language that neither Vejita, ChiChi, or Yajirobei could understand. When she realized that they could not understand her, she began to fiddle with her machine, and tried talking to them again. This time, they could understand her.

            "Can you understand me now?"

            "Yes. I'm ChiChi, this is Vejita, and the guy with the machine- that's Yajirobei."

Vejita grunted his introduction.

            "So you are the owner of Com Pewter? I am-" She suddenly stopped, and hit her forehead as if she had an epiphany.

            "Oh please forgive my rudeness. My name is Yasmine, and I am the owner of Com Passion."

            "You are the one that interfaced with then?"

Yajirobei asked rather shyly.

            "Yes, I am. Apparently, Com Pewter, and Com Passion are apart of a network. I think I was supposed to meet you. There is a network of people that own a machine that is a Com. Normally, they all are supposed to be connected, but something odd has happened, and I have been assigned by the King himself to reconnect everyone."

            "Wow that is pretty cool. What is the name of the network?"

            "There are different networks for different pairs of people. First, two people must join, to combine a piece of the network. The network is just many groups of two. According to my knowledge, my Com interfaced with you because we are supposed to create Com PassioNET."

Yajirobei looked at his screen, and it was scrolling text as if it had emotions. Apparently, Com Pewter didn't want to interface. It wanted to be alone.

            "Com Pewter says it doesn't want to interface."

            "I'm afraid it has no choice. Com Passion says it is imperative."

            "Are you implying you are going to make my machine do something it doesn't want to do?" Yajirobei asked genuinely shocked.

Yasmine smirked. She pressed buttons, and once again things became wavy.

            "Trust me. When you find out the powers Com Pewter has, you will jump on board."

Before Yajirobei could respond, there was a bright flash of light, yet all he remembered was darkness.

Footnotes: It has been too long. I would have updated sooner, but I didn't think anyone would read it. If you have been reading, thank you very much! J Next chapter, everyone joins up again, and the search for the King continues. Also, Bryan begins project G.R.O.W.T.U. Thanks for reviewing, and if ya got questions or comments, emnail me at ThwartedShanni@hotmail.com