So, did you think I'd forgotten about you? Well, you should all know that isn't the case! I've been sick, preoccupied, blah blah blah for so long that I've damn near forgotten my own name. S'ok though.. I'm here now.. *sighs* I am sorry for taking so long on the update though.. I'll try to do better next time. Oh, and no shooting me over the amount of profanity in the lyrics.. The song fit so damn well! :-P

Plugs: Powers16, MistyDea, and Stef-Chan.. nuff said. :)

Disclaimer: I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Weiner..

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Heroes

Chapter Ten: Break Stuff

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~*Its just one of those days*~

As most people can tell you, a day can only hold so many hours before it becomes a week, and only so many weeks are allowed before a month has come and gone. Unfortunately, that was exactly the case for our heroes. The night before the fight had come. Goku, Bulma, and Yamcha sat around the new kitchen table, all nursing beers, and all looking to say the least, concerned.

"Bulma, you've made awesome progress... I just hope it's enough. She's dead set on winning this thing." Goku replied, his expression unreadable.

~*When you don't wanna wake up*~

"It'll be enough. It has to be. I won't go back to him. And I'll gladly die so that I don't have to."

"Damn straight you won't!" Yamcha exclaimed as he reached across the table to squeeze her hand. "I'd never let that happen. I'd fight him myself if I have to."

~*Everything is fucked*~

"I wish you just would've let me settle this on my own, Bulma. Your cockiness is going to end up getting you killed." Goku shot her a glare, before sighing, and running a hand over her cheek. "I understand though. This is something you need to do, and I'm here for you. But I want you to know that if it looks like you don't have a chance, I'm going after him." She opened her mouth to protest, but was quickly silenced by a finger to her lips. "No buts. Now, get some sleep. I'm headed out to train a little. And if you're a good girl and go now, I think Yamcha's got a present for you." He replied with a smile as he walked away.

"Present, eh? Do tell." She asked her ex boyfriend excitedly.

~*Everybody sucks*~

"Yeah yeah, come on. I think you're gonna like it." He replied as he took her hand and led her down the hall toward her newly reconstructed bedroom. When they reached the door, Yamcha covered her eyes and led her into the room. He gave a little countdown before uncovering them, and quickly covering his ears.

And it was a good thing he did, because Bulma screamed.

~*You don't really know why*~

Loud.

Lying atop her bed was a gi. And not just any gi, her gi. But not just her gi. An exact replica of Goku and Yamcha's. Everything was exactly like theirs, with the exception of one thing. And she noted that with a smirk.

~*But you wanna justify*~

It was made to be more form fitting.

She ran over to the bed quickly, and picked the uniform up, squealing again as she found that she could actually touch it.

~*Rippin' someone's head off*~

It wasn't a dream.

She launched herself into Yamcha's arms, unbeknownst to the look on the man's face as she did so. He closed his eyes painfully for a moment as he felt her press against him, but quickly regained himself as he felt her move away.

~*No human contact*~

"So, you like it, eh?" Yamcha asked, his voice calm and collected.

"That would be an understatement. You have no idea how much this means to me."

~*And if you interact*~

"Good. Now, get some sleep so you can kick some Chichi ass in the morning, ok?" Yamcha leaned in and hugged the blue haired woman quickly before bidding her goodnight and walking back to his own room.

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~*Your life is on contract*~

~*Yamcha's POV*~

I'm going to ask you a question, and you're going to answer me truthfully, ok?

~*Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker*~

What do you do when you fall in love with your ex girlfriend? AFTER she's already fallen in love with your best friend? Yeah, it's a tough one, take your time.

But, I have to warn you, there's no point, because there's no other answer, other than "You deal with the fact that you're going to die a lonely bandit."

~*It's just one of those days!!*~

At least, that's all I can come up with.

Maybe it's just the fact that she's with him instead of me. But I don't really think that's it. I mean, I can't be jealous of GOKU, can I?

~*Its all about the he says she says bullshit*~

Ok, so I'll be the first to admit it's more than a bit... strange.. to see Bulma in Goku's arms. But, I'm NOT jealous..

Well, maybe a little.

~*I think you better quit lettin' shit slip*~

To tell you the truth though, they deserve each other. He's saved the earth more times than I can count, and she's well, she's perfect.

Oh, don't look at me like that, it's true! She's always been perfect. Ever since I've known her, she's been able to walk into a room and instantly cheer everyone up.

~*or you'll be leavin with a fat lip*~

Simply by being herself.

Yeah, I know, I never stopped loving her. Believe me, I've noticed. And unfortunately, I don't think I ever will.

~*Its all about the he says she says bullshit*~

Let's get back to the matter at hand, shall we? No use rubbing salt in a wound.. especially after you've already poured lemon juice into it.

I should have married her like she'd wanted. I shouldn't have been such a selfish prick. I should've listened more carefully when she'd talked about wanting children. I.. well, to put it simply, she grew up, and I didn't want to. And yes, I've kicked myself in the ass repeatedly for that one.

s~*I think you better quit talkin that shit*~

Ah well.. no use reminiscing about the past. I just wish I hadn't been such an ass to her then. Maybe I could've saved her from what Vegeta did to her. Maybe she'd be looking at me right now, how I see her looking at Goku.

Did I mention how strange that is? I don't think she EVER looked at me like that. Or maybe I was just too blind to see it.

~*Punk, so come and get it*~

Either way, it doesn't matter now.

But do me a favor... if Goku ever does anything to hurt her...

~*It's just one of those days feelin' like a freight train.*~

Remind me to kill him...

Yeah, I know.. He never would.. But it makes me feel better to think I'm doing SOMETHING right...

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~*First one to complain leaves with a blood stain.*~

Sweat literally poured down Goku's face as he began yet another grueling set of exercises in the high gravity. One could not say that his mind was completely on his training however, as that was obviously not the case. Anyone could look at his face and tell he was frightened.

Bulma had trained so hard over the past month..

~*Damn right I'm a maniac*~

But what if it wasn't enough.

What if she lost anyway?

~*You better watch your back, cuz I'm fuckin' up your program.*~

Of course, there was no way she'd ever go back to Vegeta... She'd made that much clear on her own.

"It'll be enough. It has to be. I won't go back to him. And I'll gladly die so that I don't have to."

~*And if you're stuck up, you just lucked up.*~

Her words rang out in his ears, sending an involuntary shiver down his spine.

That would never happen. This wasn't her fight. And if anything even remotely began to look like it wasn't going well, he wouldn't hesitate to step in.

~*Next in line to get fucked up*~

He couldn't..

She was all he had left.

~*Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker*~

With the exception of Gohan...

Gohan..

~*Its just one of those days!!*~

He hadn't even seen his son since the entire masquerade had started. Under normal circumstances, that never would've been the case.. But now, the hope of ever having his son look at him without hatred in his eyes seemed impossible. There was no telling what he'd been told.. most of it nowhere near the truth. The parts about Vegeta and Bulma would be edited out.. Goku would've slept with Bulma on Chichi's bed.. Things of that nature were inevitable.. and what 11 year old knew the difference? His mother was there to tell him her version.. and his father was nowhere around.

A child will believe nearly anything they're told.. And unfortunately, you can hardly ever believe what you hear.

~*its all about the he says she says bullshit*~

Especially when it's coming from a conniving, manipulative, crazy, bitch.

But, that was beside the point.

~*I think you better quit lettin' shit slip*~

Goku had to concentrate on the one thing he definitely had left.

Bulma's love.. And even more importantly.. her trust.

~*or you'll be leavin with a fat lip*~

He'd said she'd never go back to him.. He promised he'd protect her.. no matter what the cost.

And he would.

~*Its all about the he says she says bullshit*~

He'd lay down his life for her if he needed to.. And never think twice about it.

To put it mildly, Goku was terrified.

~*I think you better quit talkin that shit*~

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Dawn.

~*Punk, so come and get it*~

Normally such a tranquil time. Normally.

Of course, normally, you wouldn't be fighting your boyfriend's wife for both him and your freedom.

~*I feel like shit.*~

Normally.

Then again, there were always exceptions.

~*My suggestion is to keep your distance*~

This was one of them.

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~*Cuz right now I'm dangerous*~

Bulma tossed about noisily in the bed, waking the light sleeper beside her. He glanced over at the clock and grimaced as he saw that it was already morning. After a moment of silent debate, he woke the blue haired beauty beside him with a gentle shake.

"Mmm.. Just five more minutes, mom..." She mumbled, causing Goku to laugh a little before resuming his mission.

~*We've all felt like shit and been treated like shit*~

"Bulma.. wake up.. It's morning."

"Huh? Goku? It's still early! I can still get some more sleep!"

~*All those mother fuckers that want to step up*~

"Not today, Bulma."

"Oh.. It's that morning, huh? And lemme guess.. we have no idea what time they're coming, do we?"

~*I hope you know I pack a chainsaw*~

"No.. but knowing Vegeta, when would you say he's most likely to be here?"

"Probably when I was sleeping.. Oh.. I see your point.. " She answered, before regretfully climbing out of her warm bed.

~*I'll skin your ass raw*~

"See? If you'd have just let me take care of this for you, you COULD have slept in.. But nooooo.. You just HAD to go and agree to something this stupid...."

"Goku.. It's too early..."

~*And if my day keeps goin' this way*~

Goku merely grinned, before ducking the hairbrush she threw at him. The grin changed to uncontrollable laughter as she slammed the door in his face angrily, her face blood red.

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~*I just might.. break something tonight*~

"Wake up!" A gruff voice called loudly, but the brown haired woman barely even stirred. "Did you hear me? I said WAKE. UP!!" Vegeta roared, and this time, Chichi was awake and on her feet in less that a second.

"Jesus, Vegeta! You didn't have to yell!"

~*its all about the he says she says bullshit*~

"Well, if you weren't so damned lazy all the time, I WOULDN'T have yelled!!" He yelled, his face showing his true anger.

"Whatever... When are we going? I'm ready to just get this over with." She replied with a smirk to rival Vegeta's own.

~*I think you better quit lettin' shit slip*~

"Soon.. but remember what I told you. If my suspicions are correct, then she's got more to worry about than herself. And if that's the case, make sure she knows it right before the final blow's dealt.. That should be enough for phase two to go over smoothly.. But for fuck's sake.. DON'T FORGET!!" He screamed as he thumped her head as if to drive the point home.

"I know, I know! We've been over this a million times! Can we just go already!"

~*Or you'll be leaving with a fat lip*~

"Of course! If you plan on going in THAT!" Vegeta pointed to the flimsy nightgown Chichi was currently clad in.

"Good point.. Gimme five to change.." She muttered, her cheeks burning a dark crimson color.

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Seven A.M.... Quite possibly the last hour Bulma Briefs would ever see. Yet for some reason, she felt no panic at the impending battle. Not even when she saw the two figures touch down beside the gravity chamber. And still none as she walked down the steps, and across the hall to the living room to alert the guys. They obviously already knew, however, as they were standing stiffly beside the door, watching the door intently as she walked in. They exchanged on simple look before walking outside, onto the battle field.

~*Its all about the he says she says bullshit*~

The two women glared at each other coldly as they advanced toward the center of Capsule Corporation's giant yard. Chichi hissed at the blue haired beauty, while Bulma just made a rather obscene gesture to the woman and kept walking.

"Tell me.. What makes you think you can win this?" Chichi snarled at the other woman, who was at that moment conversing with Goku and Yamcha.

Bulma turned slowly to face the woman, and with a small smile, answered her question.

~*I think you better quit talkin that shit.*~

"I don't think I can.. I know I can... There's a difference. Care to let me demonstrate?" Without waiting for an answer, Bulma slashed out with her right hand and sliced Chichi's cheek open with her fingernails.

And then, all hell broke loose.

~*Punk, so come and get it*~

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Muwahaha!! That was just MEAN, wasn't it? Juppers.. thought so.. Look, it's 3:00 in the morning, so don't blame me cuz it sucked, k? The next chap's gonna be soooooo much better.... After all.. It IS the fight.. What could be better? :-D

Love ya guys!!

~*Chante*~