Author's Note: *swallow* I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo infinity sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo's sorry I have no excuse for the extremely *hm* delayed update. It's just I got this review see, that said my story is getting a little far fetched and beyond belief. I know I shouldn't take flamers seriously especially considering all the good reviews I've got for this story but it's exactly what I've been thinking. Do you think it is getting a little far-fetched? Hmm well tell me in the reviews. Again, sorry for the excruciatingly long wait for the update.

The long awaited/ long forgotten,

Chapter 26: A Leak and a Return

"Ring, ring. Ring, ring." Vegeta's eyes widened.

'No way,' Vegeta thought wildly. Shaking, he pulled out his phone. The screen displayed three words; Caller ID blocked. Vegeta closed his eyes, swallowed and pressed the green phone.

"What do you want from me?" Vegeta asked in a deceivingly calm voice. There was a cold laugh on the other end of the phone.

"What's mine. And for you to suffer the pain you have caused me these years."

"Would you just fucking leave me and my friends alone?" Vegeta yelled, the whole iCafe looking at him. He stood up and stormed out and slammed the door so hard the glass shattered, phone still to his ear.

"Getting protective over your bitch are you now Vegeta?" the voice asked. Vegeta grinded his teeth together, blood pressure rising.

"You killed her family her family, to get to me? Are you fucking deranged!?" he roared at the phone.

"maybe a little. But it worked didn't it? You've been sticking up for her at school, protecting her from Mr. S and all the others. But you haven't been keeping contact with her, have you Vegeta? In fact you haven't been keeping contact with anyone. How do you know I haven't already done away with your little whore?" the man laughed.

Vegeta said nothing. How did this guy know all this? That he hadn't been keeping contact with anyone?

"Because seeming you killed her sister, she's the heiress to Capsual Corp and it would have been on the news if she was dead," Vegeta snarled.

"You don't look very convinced, Vegeta," the man told him.

"Don't-look-? Hang on what the fuck is going on here? You better not be fucking watching me you stalker!" Vegeta was beyond pissed now. This guy couldn't be in his vicinity?! He would have realized if he had a stalker.

Someone walked passed him and Vegeta's eyes snapped up. The man on the phone was saying something but it seemed not to matter anymore. Vegeta dropped his phone, a murderous look in his eyes as the dark black pits met someone else's eyes.

"You fucker," Vegeta whispered in a deadly tone.

Sitting on the wall of a garden, not far from the pavement where Vegeta was standing, was Kris. Kris seemed to go deathly white as their eyes locked and Vegeta began to shake with rage. Kris jumped up and sprinted as quickly as he could in the other direction. Vegeta, with a speed he didn't know he possessed, bolted after him. In a matter of seconds Vegeta had Kris on the ground, hands around his throat.

"You bastard!" Vegeta yelled. Kris was turning from white to red to purple but Vegeta didn't care. "You've been giving that fucker information about me haven't you? Haven't you?!" Vegeta roared. Vegeta held Kris down with one hand and threw his fist into the other man's nose. It crunched and bent sideways and Kris gave a roar of pain. He tried to push Vegeta off but Vegeta was so overcome with adrenaline that Kris had no chance.

"Ba-ge-ta," Kris choked out. Vegeta punched Kris hard in the stomach and heard a satisfying crack.

"You sent him after her family, you told him about me and Bulma you mother fucker!" he yelled.

A huge crowd had now appeared and several people had tried to pull Vegeta off. He gave a startling animalistic growl and a death glare that made them cower.

"You fucking better not have got Bulam hurt," he snarled. Kris had two black eyes, one of which was covered in blood and completely shut. He gave a grin.

"I think you'd better go home Vegeta," Kris laughed, and he passed out.

Vegeta released him, his head swimming. Did he mean home to his house or home to his town? How could he not have realized what Kris was? Because of his ignorance Bulma's sister and brother-in-law were dead, he'd run away from home and bulma and Vega were in incredible danger. Kris would have told this guy everything. Where Bulma lived, how close Bulma and he were, where Vega was. Vegeta swore and took his cell phone out of her pocket. A maniacal laughter was coming from it. The cause of his nightmare was still laughing on the other end of his phone. He put it to his ear. His breathing was hard from pounding the shit out of Kris and the man must have heard it because he started talking.

"Well, well Vegeta. It seems you have found my informant. Well like he said Vegeta, you better hurry home." The phone went dead. Vegeta gave a yell of anger and frustration and ran across the road to where his yellow Evo was parked. He jumped in and in a screech of tires, he was gone.

*

Bulma ambled down the school hall, making her way to her math class. When she reached the classroom she took a seat in the back corner and pulled her books out. Her maths teacher, Mr. Haramott said nothing. Bulma was fifteen minutes early, the rest of the school were still at lunch. But lately Bulma had not been as social as before. She sat

there for ten minutes, drawing on her book cover.

Life without Vegeta was not the same. Sure, Goku was funny and the others were all good friends too, but she felt like part of her was missing. Especially during hard times. Like Camisole's and Richard's funerals.


*~*~Flashback~*~*

"We are here today to celebrate the life of Camisole Jones nee Briefs, heiress to Capsual Corp, and her husband Richard Jones whose lives were cut tragically short in a home invasion a few weeks ago," the priest started.

Bulma sat in the front row, hands on her lap and head bent. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up at the two coffins. Beautiful flowers adorned both the wooden caskets and though she couldn't see it, on the top of each casket was a golden plaque engraved with the names of her sister and brother in law.

On Bulma's left sat her father, dressed in a black suit. The older man looked up almost through the priest as he stared into space. He came back to reality when Bunny let out a choking sob and tried to stifle it with her handkerchief. Teddy put his arm around his wife and rubbed her back.

Bulma turned away, wishing more than anything that Vegeta were there, or even more, that Cami and Richard were still alive.

"I now invite Bunny and Teddy Briefs to share a few words about their daughter and son-in-law." The priest stepped down and took a seat. Bulma's father helped her mother up to the podium. Bunny was too distraught to say much so Teddy started.

"Camisole was our first born daughter and heir to the family business of Capsule Corp. That duty will now be passed on to our other daughter, Bulma. Cami was killed in a home invasion as many of you know. Her husband Ricahrd died almost instantly but Cami was taken to the hospital where she lingered on the brink of life and death for several hours. After many attempts from the doctors to bring her back, we lost Cami to a better place.

"Camisole Jones nee Briefs was a wonderful woman. She always strived for the best and was always happy with herself." Dr. Briefs continued like this for a while until Bunny broke down and had to be helped back to her seat. Then Mr. and Mrs. Jones stood up and said there piece on their son and his wife.

Then it was Bulma's turn. She had not prepared a speech, but made her way up to the podium, trying to keep her glance away from the coffins that contained the stiff bodies of her family. Bulma stood and looked at all the people in the church gathered to say goodbye to Cami and Richard. Bulma wished that Vegeta was there. It would make this so much easier.

Bulma took a deep breath.

"Camisole was a loving sister and an amazing person. When we were little I remember she used to take me down to the river and we'd go mud sliding." Tears welled in Bulma's eyes as old memories surfaced. "We'd come home covered in mud and water and Dad would take us out the back and hose us." The tears started streaming down Bulma's cheek.

"If it weren't for her I would still be a little townie who was afraid to get dirty. But that's not all she gave me."

*~*~End Flashback~*~*


Bulma was startled out of her reminiscing state when the door opened. Mr. Haramott had gone out a few minutes ago to do some photocopying, so she assumed it was him returning.

She sighed at the memory. It had been almost 8 weeks since Vegeta had left and no one had heard anything. She was no longer having breakdowns but she still missed him so much it hurt.

Bulma sighed as Mr. Haramott came up to her and she looked up.

Only it was not Mr. Haramott who looked back. Bulma's jaw dropped and she stood up.

"Vegeta," she whispered, not daring to believe it. She reached out as though he would disappear. It was then she noticed his rather untidy appeared. There was blood on his hands, his hair was incredibly ruffled and his clothes were torn in several place (all courtesy of his fight with Kris but Bulma didn't know this). But Bulma didn't care right at the moment. Vegeta was back and that was all she cared about. She jumped over the desk and hugged him tightly. Vegeta rested his head on Bulma's and wrapped his arms around her. "Why did you leave?" Bulma asked. "Don't you ever do that again, Vegeta," she told him, not moving out of his embrace.

Vegeta was usually not one to show his emotions in public but being away from Bulma so long had been driving him nuts. He had also been continually worrying if she was still alive or not.

At that moment, Chichi, Goku, Krillin and 18 all walked into the math class to see Vegeta and Bulma embracing each other.

"Vegeta," 18 whispered. The four of them stood in the doorway, when they were suddenly knocked out of the way by the woman from the student centre. She was breathing hard.

"Urgent phone call- for- Bulma," she panted. "Someone named- Lisa on the-phone for you." Bulma let go of Vegeta and they both turned around.

"Lisa?" they asked in unison. Vegeta frowned, wondering why his godmother was ringing Bulma. The two took off to the Student Centre at a run, Vegeta with a small regard to Goku and 18.

When they reached the Student Centre, Bulma picked up the phone.

"Lisa?" she asked. "Vegeta's here," she told her.

"Vegeta? As in our Vegeta?"

"Yeah," Bulma said, still short of breath. "He just turned up."

"Bulma could you put him on please?" Bulma handed the phone to Vegeta.

"It's Lisa. She wants to speak to you." Vegeta frowned.

"What woman?" he snapped.


"I don't have time to argue, Vegeta, I'm not going to ask where you've been this is more important." Vegeta frowned. He had been expecting an onslaught. And then Lisa spoke two words that struck fear into his cold heart.

"Vega's gone."


"What?" Vegeta asked, suddenly feeling like being sick.

"Sh-she's gone, Vegeta. Someone came to th-the house and when w-w-we opened the d-d-door they knocked m-me, K-k-k-kevin a-a-and R-r-rick out. When w-w-we w-woke up, V-V-V-Vega was g-g-gone." Lisa started crying. Vegeta stood, unable to believe it but not outwardly showing any signs of distress.

Bulma had heard the whole conversation. Vega was gone? That could only mean one thing.

She was next.

But Bulma didn't really think about that. Poor Vega. She was kidnapped by a murderer, that was supposed to be her father. Vegeta hung up the phone.

"We're going right now," he told Bulma. Bulma opened her mouth to say something but then Vegeta's phone rang. Knowing who it was, Vegeta picked it up, snarling.

"What the fuck have you done with my sister you bastard?" he yelled into the phone.

"Oh so you know she's gone? Well Vegeta. What're you going to do? If you ring the cops, I'll kill her. Simple."

"What the fuck do you want?" he snarled.

"I want you, Vegeta. I want you dead." Vegeta had now lead Bulma out of the school and they were getting into his car, Bulma trying to listen to the other side of the conversation.

"Put Vega on," Vegeta snapped. There was a couple of rustling noises and then-

"Vegeta?" Vega asked. Her voice was scared.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

"DO YOU THINK I'M FUCKING OK? I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY A CRAZY BASTARD THAT CLAIMS TO BE MY FATHER, I'M TIED UP I'M HUNGRY AND I'VE GOT A GUN TO MY HEAD AND THIS WAREHOUSE IS FREEZING-oompf." Vegeta frowned.


"Vega? Are you alright? Vega?" The man picked up the phone.

"She's fine but unless you hurry up I'm gunna blow her brains out. Meet me at the old TV warehouse on Scott Street at 10 o'clock tomorrow night. Bring no one else." The phone went dead. And Vegeta looked at Bulma.


"Vegeta we have to go to the cops." Vegeta glared at her.

"We're not going to the cops," he snarled.

"You have to. Vegeta your fucking ego is going to get you in trouble one day. This situation needs help!" Vegeta said nothing.

"It was Kris," he said suddenly. Bulam frowned.

"What?"


"Exactly what I said, woman," he snapped irritably. "Kris was the informant. He's been working for this guy that's kidnapped my sister."

"How do you know?" Bulma asked.


"Do you think I would assume something like that?" he yelled. Bulma shook her head.

"Vegeta you've been gone 8 fucking weeks and now you come back to tell me the Australian exchange student is a fucking leak, you don't so much as explain where you've been, why you went I want some answers Vegeta," Bulma yelled. Vegeta glared. He had missed her but not her mouth.

"Fine," he snapped.

And told her everything.

*

Next Chapter: You'll find out when it comes.

Author's Note: That was the useless most pathetic dumb OOC chapter I ever wrote! But I made myself sit here and finish it so I could update. I'm such a bad author. A big long wait and then a shit ass chapter. Argh I don't know. Anyway if you can find the energy to review please do. HELP IS DESPERATELY IN NEED.

Kaibun