Chapter 7:

Who IS He?

Vegeta yawned and stretched, stopping to itch around the label of his new PJs. If there was one thing saiyans hated... it was labels! Despite the itchy little extra, he'd had an amazingly good night, he wished they had supplied beds in Frieza's space ship. He hit himself! What a baka he felt like, he was a WARRIOR! And by the looks of things it was 4am... maybe he would do a little 'warrior snacking'.

Vegeta hopped off the bed, and proceeded in stretching out his limbs. Cracking his neck he took another chance to observe the room. It was obvious that some time in the night that onna 'ChiChi' had tidied up, for there was a neat training gi laid out at the end of the bed, and his old clothing was taken away, even his shoes looked cleaned, certainly, the gold tips shined beautifully.

He slipped on his new garments at an incredible rate, the morning air was cold and fresh, waking him quickly. He slipped on his shoes and looked at the window. Whad'ya know, someone's dirty footprint- obviously Kakarotto's. The Saiyan Prince opted for the same route, despite it being Kakarotto's favourite, and jumped into the cool air.

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The Prince lowered himself as he neared the forest, maintaining a low alititude as to not be seen by his prey, and just high enough as to not disturb the shrubbery. Spotting an unsuspecting deer, he flew at a slower rate, just nearing it he latched onto a tree, silently. About to pounce, he realised he was not silent enough.

"Morning, Prince" came a mocking voice from behind him, immediately scarring away Vegeta's prey.

"Pfft! Stupid Namek! That was my breakfast"

"You won't need to eat so soon"

"If you're interfering that I am going to eat some of that onna's food, then you are wrong. I don't want to risk becoming as stupid as Kakarotto!"

"You know, Gohan eats that food"

"What do I care about Kakarotto's brat!"

"...Also, ChiChi eats that food"

Vegeta froze

"Pfft, they are not any where near full-blooded saiyans!"

"It doesn't even matter Vegeta! You know you're going to be living in that house for a while! You can't come out here and eat when-ever!"

"Hmnn, Namek limbs grow back, I'm pretty sure they'd make a nice diet"

"Just listen, you're gonna' be living in that house for quite a while- as I said- take it from me, you don't wanna get ChiChi upset"

"Well, at-least that doesn't block out my next target"

"Touch Gohan and Die... you'd have to face BOTH the wrath of Goku's wife AND I"

Vegeta just scowled at the Namek

"I will do what I want, when I want, green-bean"

"I'm just helping you out Vegeta"

"I don't need your advice"

"Ahh, but you DO need a sparing partner"

"Hmn, punching bag more like"

"If you wanted a punching bag, why didn't you use ChiChi"

"Shut-up baka! All I need you for is BEATING on, I DON'T need your advice!"

Piccolo just smirked, he saw something even the Prince himself didn't.

"Very well Vegeta, meet me by the Lake just south of here every morning at SIX. We'll spar for two hours, I won't say a thing"

"Perfect, might as-well tie yourself to a tree, punching bags aren't meant to fall down on the first punch.

Piccolo just walked off, leaving the Prince of the Saiyans to return to his new home. His stomach growled. And maybe eat something...

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"Oh Vegeta! I was so worried!" A happy, yet in a way angry voice came from inside the house, Vegeta looked at the door blankly, then it opened.

ChiChi jumped up and did her 'all-smiles' thing, then scowled.

"If you think I'm gonna' feed you before you've taken a bath you are CRAZY"

"S-Sorry Onna!" he joked

"CHICHI"

"Sorry ChiChi"

"Good, now go take a shower or bath, which-ever you prefer and wash up. I'll be cooking breakfast"

"Yes Miss ChiChi"

Vegeta started off down towards the bathroom, he stopped-

"KUSO! I DID IT AGAIN!"

"Did what Mr. Vegeta?"

"AHH!" Vegeta turned to see Gohan "STOP DOING THAT!!!"

"Doing what Mr. Vegeta?"

Vegeta just 'pffft'ed and turned to enter the bathroom, he stepped in and shut the door, turned around and-

"I SWEAR! NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT BRAT I AM GOING TO -KILL- YOU!!!"

"I thought you might need this Mr. Vegeta" Gohan held out a robe.

"I would say THANX!" Vegeta grabbed the robe "But after sneaking up on me, this is all you DESERVE!" Vegeta got ready to strike Gohan... But he was gone.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

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Bulma stretched as she awoke, the bed was so soft, it was hard to draw herself away from it. Standing up slowly, she began to test her limbs, they ached slightly, she must have slept too long. She slid over to her wardrobe and picked out one of her new sets of clothes, her choice was a long, sweater-like dress. The collar at the top looked scruched, but it had a certain pattern to it showing it was just good tailoring. The whole thing was a pale-pink color. She slid it on quickly to keep out of the cold air. The dress-thing was so long... it reached down to her ankles, making her wonder if the Yardrats had any fashion sense... obviously not, as she noted her shoes looked like saiyan boots!

Bulma straightened out the new clothing-thingy, the only way to describe it, and looked around the room, it was then that she heard a soft whimpering.

"Goku?" Bulma questioned, heading to the source of the noise. She stepped into a strange study room, the walls were covered with computers, and data from other cultures, she looked into the corner to see Goku curled up tightly, he had a scared expression on his face, she could see his breath on the cold air, and there he was in nothing but underwear!

Bulma jogged quietly to the bedroom again, grabbing the blanket off the bed and returning to where Goku was, she kneeled down next to him an placed a hand on his arm, genuinely concerned, he was so cold...

Bulma quickly threw the blanket over Goku, tucking it in around him, she became relieved as a content smile graced his lips, he pulled the blankets tighter and then spoke in his sleep-

"Tha-ankyou my-mnnn..." he drifted back into deep sleep.

Bulma sighed... she had been so worried when she saw Goku so cold... Yardrat wasn't the warmest planet ever, either that or the Yardrats liked it cold- She looked down at her best friend- he'd done so much- he'd had his son stole, then he was killed, then he trained for an entire year, then fought a tremendous battle, following that, he'd went straight to hospital, and rushed off to Namek! He'd trained all the way, fought, healed, then fought again, nearly died, and now... after a year and a half of solid working and training and fighting- he was- alone. Sure! When he got home he could be with his family, but he'd lost a good friend, and surely ChiChi would be angry at him! He'd left her alone for that year and a half! She was probably having trouble herself, but all she had to do was raise a kid and feed a saiyan, not save the universe! Bulma pitied Goku... he'd just done so much...

Bulma jumped from her thoughts as she saw the saiyan stir, he rubbed his eyes then sat up, looking at her quinzingly. She searched for an answer.

"Did you know you talk in your sleep, Goku?" she said.

"Yeah... I was talking about food wasn't I!" he smiled "thankyou... for the blanket" he whispered-

There was something strange in that whisper, it made Bulma want to grin and hug him tightly, it made her amazingly happy that she'd made him happy- she dulled it down to a smile.

"It's OK, Son-kun. You looked cold"

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"Yardroxia, did you get a skin sample?"

"Yes sir"

"Give it here"

Yardroxia passed a small test tube to the other Yardrat- Yarnetok.

"Finally... we shall be able to see who these people really are"

"yes sir"

"Put these samples through scans, I want a full review of their origins, names, and abilities"

"Yes sir"

"We know that one is human, and one is Saiyan, but we must know -why- they are here- understand?"

"Sir"

"Yes?"

"Pardon me for asking, but if their intentions are good, do you think they may be here to-"

" It's not very likely, but we shall see, we shall see..."

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Today, ladies and gentlemen, I will mainly be recommending-

Untitled (Ideas Would be Greatly Appreciated) by S e c k s i
The normal Earth is purged; Bulma is sent to Vejita-sei love story-- EXCEPT... This is a G/B (Goku/Bulma). ^-^ Enjoy!
PG-13 - English - Romance

Untitled (Ideas Would be Greatly Appreciated) is a nice, fic, it makes you smile and laugh when you think about it...
Well, I don't know much about S e c k s i , Not even their gender! But I DO know they are a good writer