I'm soooooooooooooooo soooooooowwwwwwwwwwwyyyyyyy! I took too long! *sniffles* I swear! I'll be faster next time!

This chapter ain't got that much action. It's more like a go between- and like always *hits herself* it's quite short…

Would you believe - this is chapter 20?

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We Forgot About Bulma!

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Rotting my soul

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"Ahhh! Let go of me you creep!" Bulma wailed, kicking her legs and swinging her arms around franticly as she was dragged into a deep cave. A rotten stench filled the blue-haired onna's nostrils as they travelled deeper- it was like decaying meat, and blood.

She felt a lump travel up and get stuck in her throat as the thought of putrid flesh engulfed her brain. The smell got stronger, and she wanted to throw up- when she saw the source of the stench she passed out.

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Goku raced, following the path of the green shadows mass destruction to a junction between inside and outside. H e stepped yonder, into the turmoil and winds- it was like nothing he had seen before- even hell was more pleasant than this. Wind whipped at his now tear-stained face and he tried to remember where he'd last sensed both Bulma and the creature- it was as if- something was hiding their signatures- and as far as he knew only they had that power.

The saiyan launched himself into the air and scoured the landscape- no signs, no signs- then- a large lake in the very distance, turquoise waters spilling everywhere as if that was where the storm was strongest, the pin- point of power.-If that was so, THAT was where the Shanlang would be at its strongest- and THAT was where Bulma was being held as a hostage. The saiyan launched into the sky.

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ChiChi settled her blush and headed into the kitchen. Vegeta sat, eating neatly -compared to most saiyans- the royal blood almost radiating from him. Gohan, himself walked in, looking drowsy until his own portion was seen. He set into eating it in his father's fashion.

"Gohan! Please!" ChiChi scoffed, appalled by her son's behaviour in front of the prince.

"-So-sorry mom…" Gohan said, eating more tidily, but still almost as fast. He stole a glance at Vegeta.

"What is it, -Gohan-?" Vegeta forced the pronunciation. The 8 year old looked at him suspiciously, before turning his gaze to his mother, and thus after returning it to Vegeta.

The prince glowered at him "Have I got something wrong with my hair?" He sarcastically mused, loudly. Gohan scowled and ChiChi fussed.

"Now that you come to mention it Vegeta- it could use a cut… I mean, If it was just a little shorter I'm sure it would bring out your handsome jaw- line…" After this, she blushed, and grabbed a plate to eat at the table.

Gohan turned a slight shade of green, looking almost as if Piccolo were his father, and Vegeta maintained his color, even though it was hard to -not- acknowledge the fact ChiChi found him handsome in a boastful and worthy manner.

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Goku landed, golden threads spilling over his subtle features. He turned and padded softly to the lake, closing his eyes for all concentration in order to sense his heart's desire. The waves crashed loudly on the shores, and Goku found concentration hard- then- the slightest flicker. Yes. It was Bulma… but the ki was weak so she was either unconscience or in grave danger.

His turquoise eyes hardened in determination and set on a rocky out-let of one of the shores. Sure enough, it cradled a crevice, wide by far enough to let in a monster such as the shanlang. It was five feet above the turbulent water and Goku hovered over to it, the liquid spilling at his feet. He then set them down on the unusually smooth floor of the dark, deep den- before slipping and landing on his rear, he rubbed the sore thing before standing, and frowning. It felt like this place was draining his energy- maybe his theory wasn't right - This place lowered ki's, such as his and Bulma's, and made them almost undetectable. He- although, wasn't sure if it had the same affect on the shanlang, and let his feet not even tap slightly against the cold, stone floor.

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Goku stood, buried deep in thought. His body told him to run in, attack, and save Bulma- but his strategic battle brain told him he was in no condition inside of the cave to battle the great, green beast. -Ambush- ambush. The word rang in his mind. That's the course of action. He looked around- greenish waves lapped against the harsh cliff- yes… perfect.

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"SHANLANG!" The saiyan's cry rang into the dark, he stepped back as he heard the growl- and did a heavy flip back into the lake, sleekly ducking below the waves. As he turned himself upright in the green haze, while braced against the cliff- he could see the angry creature exit its lair- sniffing round-

NOW!

The super saiyan shot out of the water, fist hooked up in a full on attack. He slammed the creature in the jaw before hitting it with a half-power kamehameha. He sleeked back as the golden-blue explosion enveloped the beast.

A low growl resonated- and Goku could see the creatures bloodshot eyes staring at him with anger and distaste. The raised its heavy claw, and pointed, slowly at the super saiyan. A small crackle was all warning that was gave before a large white beam embraced the mortal angel. He reeled back, slightly burnt, but unharmed to extent.

Goku growled, before letting his anger and sorrow over-take him once again. It added slightly to his power and his eyes shone with hate before he shot a barrow-full of punches and kicks at his opponent, knocking it slightly back. The beast used its massive claws to an extent to block and defend against the angry mortals fury, before letting its own large clenched his smash into the gut of its enemy. It used its massive lumber-like leg to smash Goku from behind, and send him spiralling into the large wall of the cliff.

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Bulma awoke to the sounds of the storm and a massive battle ensuing outside, she struggled and coughed up on the humid and foul air. When she found herself enable to move, she found herself encased in a sort of thick, steel-like thread, almost like that of a spiders.

Curiosity gained over the earth-born female- and her eyes slowly adapted to the dark. She passed out again at the repeated site- of Yardrats' corpses lined up on the same wall as she- in the same substance as she. Some of them looked preserved and over 50 years of age, while others were un-identifyable… bones that had finally fell to the ground. Others were simply rotting, a tangled mess of limbs in one corner- this was what happened to all those whom opposed the shanlang, and to those who entered its lair.

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The saiyan rubbed his bloodied lip, growling loudly at his opponent- whom was in a better condition than he- he needed help. He- he was too weak to fight the creature, but with Tardray and Draytar out of commission, than who could help him? The answer flew swiftly over the lake.

"Yarnetok…" the saiyan whispered, acknowledging his companion's presence.

"Goku." He greeted, before turning his eyes towards the beast. He MAY not have been a strong warrior- but he could help.

'Bulma's in the cave' The voice echoed in the Yardart's mind, it was Goku. He had never known that the saiyan has telepathic abilities but he had guessed, since he started replying to some of Bulma's thoughts.

'Bulma's in the cave-' the voice reinstated 'We need someone to distract the Shanlang, and someone else to go into the cave without being noticed. The blond man transmitted, while he squared off with the Shanlang once more.

'I understand' The Yardrat replied to the amazing saiyan, as he silently, drifted into the darkness of the crevice.

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There… quite detailed this time ne? I'm quite proud of myself… time for the plug!

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

FOOD! YES! FOOD IS GOOD- *ahem*

Uninvited by Veresti

Bulma and Gokou. Not mature enough to handle it? Go away! I don't need your negativity! ^_^() God, oh god oh god, I sound like my grandma... @_@

PG-13 - Romance/Angst -

It's the NEWEST out! And is GREAT! It's in honour of Chante- aka Vegetas/Gokus-Princess. It's a REAL cute fic- so yell at her for the summary not doing justice- I mean- LOOK at this writing…

'Gokou remained silent, but went and sat on the plush, pale blue couch in the living room. He looked around uncomfortably, wondering why she had changed this room so much. The last time he had been here, the living room had a green and cream colored couch, and the walls had been painted a pale mint green; the walls were now a shade of pale blue. He appeared wary and anxious under the scrutiny of Bulma's perceptive gaze.'

Now, does that not yell- 'GO READ?'

No? Well then… GO READ!