It's been a while since I wrote. I've been busy with everything. Art club, homework, horses, painting, etc... One of my best friends is leaving for the Air Forces in Jan. Miss ya Sarah. As for this chapter, I had it written down, but I lost a good deal of it. I have no clue how, I had it hidden in a special place. So this is written when I'm rusty on both my typing and writing. The rest of the chapters should come out faster since I have several to go.

Chapter 26: Spontaneous Combustion?

Bulma wiped her oily hands off on a shop rag, cursing out the male sex in gender and their oversized egos. This had to be the six millionth time she had fixed this state-of-art, high tech, before its time, "unbreakable" machine. Where it would take around one hundred Yamcha's to break it or at least wear it down; it took on Saiyan Prince. If Freeza hadn't destroyed them, they surely would have destroyed themselves just goofing off.

And she had two...no wait...three of them on her planet. Goku sometimes forgot just how strong he was, Vegeta had an ego problem and little Gohan couldn't exactly control his little power surges. And now Veggie-Chan had werewolf to add to his original... Veggie-Chan? She just dropped it, no since in beating her self up over it. He was cute, especially when he started acting childish. Well, not right then, but later when she cold down and thought about it. She was doing it again. Grrrrrr....

She stepped outside the machine and turned her attention on the readout before her. Numbers scrolled down the screen as she watched for possible errors. A screen popped up: "No errors found." Bulma sighed, that should keep him out of her hair for about five seconds. Give or take that is. She had put in a stronger shield, updated the training programs, increased gravity put out, and had added her new "super bots" as a little surprise. Maybe they would do some damage, open his eyes a little. Yeah right, but one could hope.

Yeep! Two hands grabbed her shoulders, scaring her out of her skin. She twirled around expecting the snarling face of a rival werewolf. No, even worse, the smirking face of the Saiyan prince. She made fists with her hands and tried to calm, no need to change.

"What do you want? And what did you think you were doing? The stupid gravity machine is fixed, go play and stay out of my hair."

"I am here to teach the hairball and a certain loudmouthed onna how to use chi." Bulma face went through medley of emotions, mainly confusion and disbelief.

"What? You? Teach us? What gave you the idea that we wanted taught?" Bulma saw Nick flinch, but dismissed it. He was always flinching when Vegeta and her got into it.

"Bulma...I did."

"What?!" She squealed.

"Well, we're the only ones that don't know how to use chi. Even Goku's mate has some knowledge of how to use it. And now you have enough chi to learn AND it could be a major advantage in the upcoming battle against Lupine." She looked at both males with a withering glare. She gave a defeated growl and stomped into the GR.

"Errrr.....Why couldn't you have bitten someone else, huh? No, you had to bite the arrogant asshole and me and just make my life so much more complicate and difficult..."

"Woman, go change into something appropriate. Overalls are not proper training wear."

"Make me!"

"I will." The way he said that instantly made Bulma change her mind. She had the feeling that they'd never made it back down to the GR that day. Not that she would mind...but Nick would get suspicious. And she wouldn't mind learning a few moves to kick some male ass with. She growled in frustration, putting on a show. She did have the reputation of being a loudmouth, short-tempered bitch to uphold didn't she?

Nick watched Vegeta train while they waited for Bulma, wondering once again what he had gotten himself into. Vegeta would not go easy on him or respect his limits. And he certainly could not make him do so. Why hadn't he gone to Goku, even Piccolo probably would have been a choice. *Sigh* He knew the reason. He didn't want to infect anyone. If he were injured enough he would go berserk and transform. He'd have no control over the beast, instinct controlling everything. From what he had heard of her, Chichi would kill him. And as for Piccolo...He wasn't sure if it would affect the green giant or not. From what he understood, he was a self-propagating humanoid plant. Now wouldn't that be interesting? He could just imagine a giant, green, hairless werewolf/plant beast.

"Come on; let's get this show on the road!" Bulma announcement broke through his thoughts. He looked at her. His eyes practically popped out of his skull as his jaw hit the ground. She definitely shouldn't be allowed to wear spandex in public, she'd cause too many accidents. Another part of his body was reacting, his embarrassment rising. How in the hell was he suppose to...

"Woman, what took you so long? Could you not find your way to your room, or did you need your mother to help you put the clothing on?"

"Can it Vegetable-head. Let's get this lesson over with." She looked over at Nick. He looked mortified and she wondered what Vegeta did to him now. Oh well, this was his doing not hers.

"All right woman." Vegeta landed on the ground before his students. "Chi, as you bakas should know, is energy, your life force. Everything has it. Gain too much too quickly or summon more than you can restrain and you'll spontaneously combust. Incinerate yourself from the inside out. Got it? Good!" Vegeta smirked; Nick was looking sort of pale. He obviously knew as much about chi as he himself knew about magic. Both magic and chi had their ups and downs.

"Well, that solves one great mystery." Bulma said excitedly.

"And what is that, baka onna?"

"Why people mysteriously spontaneously combust, it was so obvious... I mean, come on I work with people who use it all the time... Somehow common people must power up beyond their control and *poof* their gone."

Vegeta rolled his eyes; this did not interest him in the least. Nick was partially listening; mostly his mind was avoiding the thoughts of self-combustion. Only happy thoughts of bunnies and full moons were allowed into his head.

"Onna, will you stop your babbling and pay attention!" Bulma shut up and scowled at him. "First I will teach you some basic katas. Then we will work from there."

"I was not babbling, I just made a break through in the scientific world you baka!"

*Hmph* "You wouldn't know a scientific breakthrough if..."

"You don't have enough brains too..."

Nick watched the two fight. The comebacks had gone from tame to deadly within a few minutes; already Vegeta was subconsciously powering up. Between the roar of the chi aura and the pitch that the argument had taken, Nick could not make out what either were screaming about. The subject had changed several times when he could understand them; he could just imagine what they were saying now. But whatever it was Vegeta found he had reason to throw a chi ball right past Bulma's face and into the wall beyond. The woman didn't even flinch.

A creaking sound overhead caught the wereman's attention. He looked up just in time to see a huge sheet of metal ceiling falling down. He gulped and attempted to run. He suddenly felt a kinship to Wile E. Coyote. Clunk! *Oomf* Both Saiyan and woman looked over to the noise. Vegeta powered down, cooling his temper. Bulma looked slightly confused, then scowled.

"Who would have thought? Now how did...Stupid program, it obviously was wrong. Too bad it didn't fall on you. Wait, Nick was there?" She ran over to the debris and tried to lift it, but even with her super strength she was unable to lift it. Vegeta easily picked it up.

"If he knew how to harness his chi then he could have blasted the damn thing or flew out of the damn way."

"Well, if it didn't have a freakin' psychotic monkey in here constantly trying to destroy it, then it wouldn't fall apart like it did!" Doctors came streaming in; they had long since learned to hurry about their business when it came to the GR. The place was constantly monitored, just in case. So soon, the only people in the GR was the arguing couple.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of its characters. I don't own Wile E. Coyote either. The companies who own them know who they are.