Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its affiliates (ooohhh! Big Word!) And I don't exactly own Nick either, he owns himself.
What happened to me? I was lost in the woods for weeks, fighting killer cottontails....Huh? Didn't buy that did ya? Schools finally out, both of my foals are lame and need taken care of, I met a friend I haven't seen since grade school. So finally this chapter is being put up. I can't promise a long one. Oh, and to those of you who reviewed and said to have Nick and Veggie-chan fight each other to the death, well, I need both alive and intact. If they died, whoop, there goes the story. And as for the lemon, I most definitely will have my first attempt towards the end, whenever that maybe. The story will start going faster now, I hope. So enjoy! Read and Review. Reviewing motivates me to write.
Chapter 19: Spies Among Us
Everyone moved into Capsule Corp. Some saw it as an oppurtunity; you were in the house of the richest family on Chikyuu, there were luxuries only one could dream about. Others grudgedly came. Who wanted to live in the same house as a lunatic Saiyan? Therefore tension was running high, as in any case where a bunch of people live together for any amount of time. Luckily, everyone had their own rooms gravity chambers, and bathing rooms, allowing for as much privacy as was possible in this situation.
Bulma noticed Veget was grouchier than usual and seemed to be directing his anger towards both Yamcha and the now very jumpy Nick, but she wrote that of as him feeling trapped with all of these people here. Saiyans were territorial; the werewolf blood didn't help much, so it was to be expected. Of course the fact that she was breaking them up (them meaning Vegeta against the teamed up Nick and Yamcha). Even Goku and Gohan were getting a little tired of it. Bulma debated whether to build a Gravity machine and Capsule house away from civilization for Vegeta or not. But when the food ran out she'd have to listen to him grouch for hours on end.
Bulma was scrubbing the ceiling after lunch. Goku's eating habits were atrocious, and when Vegeta challenges him to an eating match, well...it's not a pretty sight. She cursed in every language known and not known (She had picked up some nice Namekian curse words while they were here) as she scoured the creamed spinach off of the ceiling fan. The damned thing kept moving when she put any amount of pressure on it and she had almost fallen a couple of times. She should just program the blasted cleaning robots to do it and forget about it...Crash!
Bulma jumped as the sound of shattering glass came crashing on her ears. She stomped to the source of the noise, expecting Vegeta to be pummeling her ex and the wolf. If those three are fighting again...She turned the corner to see a little dragon lying in the halway. I was a little blue beast with deep golden eyes. Little cuts laced its body, some containg the broken shards of the window. So this is what broke it, poor thing.
Suddenly Pip came onto the scene. Bulma hid back to see what was happening. Pip came up right beside it and was hurriedly pushing it to its feet.
"Yous shouldn't bes here Mouchou! Mes told yous not to come inside thee house. Mistress Bulma does not care for animals in the house and Master Vegeta loves to eat yours kind. Why did yous come?" The dragon chirped and growled as Pip tilted his head in the gesture that he was listening.
"No, theys are staying here. Theys thinks Lord Lupine's cannot get them. Yous really need to go. Yous were bad and told hims. Bad, bad Mouchou!" With that the little dragon gave out a startled cry, then one of alarm as he felt the anger towards him in his friend's mind. He quickly gathered himself up and took off in a haphazard way out the window.
Bulma walked out of hiding, her face carrying a scowl that made Vegeta's own look like Mona Lisa's smile.
"You are so dead! You're the one who gave out the information! Why you little..." She pounced with catlike grace and agility and landed on him in the same manner. She kept pummeling the tiny sprite until someone pulled her off of him.
"What's going on here? And why is the damn window broken? Answer me woman!" Vegeta yelled. Bulma quickly removed herself from Goku's grip.
"He," she pointed to the cringing and shaking elf, "told Lupine about our plans. That is how he knew where to find the Dragonballs."
"But how would he know?" Krillian asked.
"Because, Chrome Dome, he was the one that served us drinks and food when we had those meetings, Duh!" Krillian cringed, expecting a blow that never came. He slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh. Poor Pip was now the attention of the loudmouth genius.
Lupine looked up at the quarter moon. Soon he would have the Dragonballs. He was reveling in the thought of world domination when a screech was heard. He turned to face the intruder. A little dragon came in, sending him a confusing jumble of thoughts. More specifically, the little beast he was telepathically linked to, Mouchou. The little creature was cut up; his hard scales had taken the brunt of the attack. The little creature sqwuaked nonsense at him as he attempted to calm the beast. At first he tried to calm the beast telekinetically, but then by gently petting him. But it was to no avail. He started to rub his forehead, trying to relieve the oncoming tension headache.
"Mouchou! Now tell me what has upset you!"
The little beast started at his name, then chirped and settled.
Pip told me to go! He is very mad at me! His mind is red! I have been bad. I do not know why. But I am. Very, Very bad. Lupine looked at him in confusion. Had Pip attacked Mouchou? Pip had alway been so gentle and good-natured. No. I flew into a barrier. Gass I think. Lupine sighed and gently corrected him.
"Glass. Why are you the only beast who can't... Oh never mind, that is unimportant. So Pip knows. We won't be getting anymore information from him. Smart little sprite. Come here boy, I have another job for you." The little drago landed on his shoulder gracefully. His little diamond-shaped head rubbed up against his master's cheek affectionately. He wrapped his long reptilian tail around Lupine's neck to better balance and secure himself as he waited for his master to speak of his new mission.
"Now go to Arboretum to gather all of my forces to hunt for information about and the Dragonballs. Tell him to do this immediately or there will be dire consequences. The little dragonette seemed to nod and spread his jeweled wings as he readied for flight. He sprang from his perch, wings wind, grasping for any lift it could get. The first few flaps left an afer-image of a rainbow as he tried to create lift. Lupine smiled at the beautiful diplay of a metallic rainbow. He watched as the little beast left and headed for his head officer. He could imagine the confused look on his face as the little beast tried to get the message across. The man wasn't very good at cross-specie communication.
Lupine turned and walked out of the room. Yes, he'd have to call upon every being that saw to him. And he'd use his influence and power to get those mystical orbs. No matter what.
"I will find them one way or another. Nick, dear little brother, I still wonder why you defy me. *sigh*"
He walked through his chamber, Mouchou coming back and landing on the wolf king's shoulder. Once it got there, it dared not move nor speak. Lupine had once had many little dragon beast, but now Mouchou was the last. He was sensitive to Lupine's moods, and his mood now called for absolute silence and obedience.
