ok... this is the second fic i have posted so there is mistakes in it... i know... but i try... -.-'' well, i had fun so far and i absolutely appreciate reviews! *wink, wink* *hint. hint* for those of you who don't get it, i mean Pleez review! thanx! ^-^ well, i'll let you read... but first, a disclaimer for all my fics... I do Not, i repeat, NOT own DBZ... although i'd luv to own Vegeta... but i can still dream on... remember, REVIEW!
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The young demi-saiyan ran through the house to answer the phone. He dived on the couch, the phone on the stand right by it. He picked up, saying "Hello?"
"Hey, Goten. Is your father there?" A feminine voice said on the other end.
"Yeah, hold on Bulma." Goten set the phone on the arm of the couch and went to get his father. He searched the whole house, not finding him anywhere. He walked into the kitchen. "Hey, Mom. Have you seen Dad?" He asked ChiChi, who was busy cooking a huge pot of rice and other food for their dinner.
"He's out in the field training, as always." She told him, while cleaning a pot with a rag, and stirring a mixture in another pot.
"Ok." Goten walked back over to the phone. He picked up the phone again. "He's not he-" He got interrupted by a door slam. He looked over the couch and saw his father coming in. "Dad, phone!" Goten told him, tossing it to him.
Goku caught it and put it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Goku, do you think you can come over today? I have somethin' to show you." Bulma chirped.
"Another invention?" Goku asked, chuckling. "What is it this time?"
"You'll see. Just come over around... Five-ish. K? Oh, and ask Goten and Gohan if they want to come." Bulma said happily.
"Ok, Bulma. I'll see you then." Goku said smiling.
"Bye, Son-kun!"
"Bye." Goku hung the phone up.
"What did Bulma-san want?" Goten asked curiously.
"She wants to show me somethin'. You can come if you want, too." Goku told him.
"Cool! When're we gunna go?" Goten asked excitedly.
Goku looked at the clock. 4:34. "In about a half an hour."
"Ok." Goten raced upstairs to his room. Goku headed towards the kitchen, trying to occupy his time before he went to Bulma's.
~*Around Five-ish*~
"You comin', Goten?" Goku called out.
"Yeah, hold on!" Goten yelled from upstairs. There were thumping noises coming from Goten's room, like he was stomping or jumping around, then he ran down the steps. They both headed out the door, Goku had told ChiChi where they were going. He had tried to call Gohan, but no body would pick up. Outside it was beautiful, the sun was out and the air warm and humid. There were few clouds, and the sun was near setting. They both took off, leaving a whiteish blue streak of energy behind them. They lived pretty far from Capsule Corp., but they got there in about ten minutes. They touched down softly in the front yard, walking up to knock on the door. Before Goku could raise his hand to knock, however, Bulma opened the door and led the two Sons in, chatting about how she was a genious and about finally figuring out how to make 'it'. She led them to the kitchen and sat them down, Trunks and Vegeta already there.
"Where's Gohan?" Bulma asks, hands on hips.
"I couldn't get ahold of him." Goku says, shrugging it off.
"Oh, well. You guys wait here. I'll be right back." Bulma practically skipped out of the room. They four Saiyans waited silently. When Bulma was this happy about an invention, something would always go wrong... And it always seemed to happen to Goku, whenever he was there. She came back with two small boxes, one smaller than the other. She placed them on the kitchen table, looking smug. There were different buttons on them, and a screen taking up a full side on each of them. The Saiyans looked at them in confusion.
"What are they?" Goten dared to ask.
"What are they? Why, they're time travelling machines. The thing about them, though, is they also can travel to different planets. So, you could go to Namek when Goku was fighting Freiza, if you wanted to. I thought you guys might like them, because their coordinates are already set for a deseased planet that a certain prince was named after. Their set for 5 years before Frieza destroyed it, so, you should be safe. I wanted to know if you gus would try it out, too." Bulma explained it all. Everyone gaped at her, especially Vegeta.
"They can really do that?" Vegeta asked.
"Yeah. That's why I asked you for planet Vegeta's coordinates." Bulma said. "Just so you know, the screens on them are for communication. I built that in incase something went wrong, and you needed to contact me."
"You want us to try it out?" Goku said, nervously.
"Could you?" Bulma begged.
"No." Goku told her, shaking his head. "Every time you do something like this I get hurt." He stated.
"Oh, come on, Son-kun! Please!" She pleaded.
"No!" Goku said sternly. Bulma frowned, crossing her arms.
"Come on, Dad!" Goten said. "Why not?"
Goku just shook his head. All of a sudden, the smaller one of the two boxes started beeping. It had somehow turned itself on. "Why's it on?" Goku asked.
"I don't know... I didn't turn it on, though..." Bulma said, confused.
The screen on the box started beeping and blinking, the buttons on it lighting up in different colors. "Destination: Planet Vegeta. Time: 21 years ago." A feminine mechanical voice said. Then, it started to glow. There was a brilliant flash of light, then a loud whirring of mechinary. Everyone covered their eyes, the flash blinding. Unfaortunatly, Goku was seated right in front of the screen...
After the flash was gone, everyone uncovered there eyes.The first thing they noticed was the the little box was gone. "Where'd it go?" Trunks asked.
"It must have gone to planet Vegeta... " Bulma noticed Vegeta staring at something. She turned her head to see that Goku was also gone... "Oh, no... " She muttered. Soon, Goten and Trunks noticed, too.
"How ironic, wouldn't you say?" Vegeta said humourously.
"Poor Son-kun... How are we going to get him back? He doesn't know how to use that! And who's going to tell ChiChi?" Bulma fretted.
"You better figure something out. That harpy of a mate is going to be pretty mad... And, I need a sparring partner worth my time." Vegeta stated.
"Yeah... Goten, you go call ChiChi. I'm going to start working on this. Trunks, you and Vegeta come with me." Bulma ordered. Everyone did what they were told. 'I hope Son-kun's ok...'
~*Meanwhile...*~
Goku felt like he was going to be sick. He was travelling, and fast. Shapes and colors were going by him in a blur. The little box was right in front of him, seemingly pulling him with an unseen force. Soon, though, one object was clear. It was a dark orange-ish red planet. He was heading towards it. As he got closer, he could make out continents and oceans, even though the oceans were a reddish color rather then a blue like he was used to. When he went throught the atmosphere, he could make out cities, mountains, plains, lakes, and rivers. As he got even closer, he could tell he was heading for a huge palace-like building. Soon, he crashed through the roof, painfully, and landed on the floor in a huge elegant looking room. He was glad he had stopped, but, that hurt like hell. He groaned, trying to get up, very unsuccesfully, I might add. He fell back to the floor, hearing people talking around him. He couldn't make anything out, though, It was like they were speaking a different language. Before finally passing out, he thought 'Is this... Vegeta-sei?'
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Ook... got that over with... well, sorry to say, but i'm plannin to make this G/V ... actually, not sorry to say but o well well i gotta get workin on the next chap. so, c ya then! and remember, again, pleez REVIEW!!!
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The young demi-saiyan ran through the house to answer the phone. He dived on the couch, the phone on the stand right by it. He picked up, saying "Hello?"
"Hey, Goten. Is your father there?" A feminine voice said on the other end.
"Yeah, hold on Bulma." Goten set the phone on the arm of the couch and went to get his father. He searched the whole house, not finding him anywhere. He walked into the kitchen. "Hey, Mom. Have you seen Dad?" He asked ChiChi, who was busy cooking a huge pot of rice and other food for their dinner.
"He's out in the field training, as always." She told him, while cleaning a pot with a rag, and stirring a mixture in another pot.
"Ok." Goten walked back over to the phone. He picked up the phone again. "He's not he-" He got interrupted by a door slam. He looked over the couch and saw his father coming in. "Dad, phone!" Goten told him, tossing it to him.
Goku caught it and put it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Goku, do you think you can come over today? I have somethin' to show you." Bulma chirped.
"Another invention?" Goku asked, chuckling. "What is it this time?"
"You'll see. Just come over around... Five-ish. K? Oh, and ask Goten and Gohan if they want to come." Bulma said happily.
"Ok, Bulma. I'll see you then." Goku said smiling.
"Bye, Son-kun!"
"Bye." Goku hung the phone up.
"What did Bulma-san want?" Goten asked curiously.
"She wants to show me somethin'. You can come if you want, too." Goku told him.
"Cool! When're we gunna go?" Goten asked excitedly.
Goku looked at the clock. 4:34. "In about a half an hour."
"Ok." Goten raced upstairs to his room. Goku headed towards the kitchen, trying to occupy his time before he went to Bulma's.
~*Around Five-ish*~
"You comin', Goten?" Goku called out.
"Yeah, hold on!" Goten yelled from upstairs. There were thumping noises coming from Goten's room, like he was stomping or jumping around, then he ran down the steps. They both headed out the door, Goku had told ChiChi where they were going. He had tried to call Gohan, but no body would pick up. Outside it was beautiful, the sun was out and the air warm and humid. There were few clouds, and the sun was near setting. They both took off, leaving a whiteish blue streak of energy behind them. They lived pretty far from Capsule Corp., but they got there in about ten minutes. They touched down softly in the front yard, walking up to knock on the door. Before Goku could raise his hand to knock, however, Bulma opened the door and led the two Sons in, chatting about how she was a genious and about finally figuring out how to make 'it'. She led them to the kitchen and sat them down, Trunks and Vegeta already there.
"Where's Gohan?" Bulma asks, hands on hips.
"I couldn't get ahold of him." Goku says, shrugging it off.
"Oh, well. You guys wait here. I'll be right back." Bulma practically skipped out of the room. They four Saiyans waited silently. When Bulma was this happy about an invention, something would always go wrong... And it always seemed to happen to Goku, whenever he was there. She came back with two small boxes, one smaller than the other. She placed them on the kitchen table, looking smug. There were different buttons on them, and a screen taking up a full side on each of them. The Saiyans looked at them in confusion.
"What are they?" Goten dared to ask.
"What are they? Why, they're time travelling machines. The thing about them, though, is they also can travel to different planets. So, you could go to Namek when Goku was fighting Freiza, if you wanted to. I thought you guys might like them, because their coordinates are already set for a deseased planet that a certain prince was named after. Their set for 5 years before Frieza destroyed it, so, you should be safe. I wanted to know if you gus would try it out, too." Bulma explained it all. Everyone gaped at her, especially Vegeta.
"They can really do that?" Vegeta asked.
"Yeah. That's why I asked you for planet Vegeta's coordinates." Bulma said. "Just so you know, the screens on them are for communication. I built that in incase something went wrong, and you needed to contact me."
"You want us to try it out?" Goku said, nervously.
"Could you?" Bulma begged.
"No." Goku told her, shaking his head. "Every time you do something like this I get hurt." He stated.
"Oh, come on, Son-kun! Please!" She pleaded.
"No!" Goku said sternly. Bulma frowned, crossing her arms.
"Come on, Dad!" Goten said. "Why not?"
Goku just shook his head. All of a sudden, the smaller one of the two boxes started beeping. It had somehow turned itself on. "Why's it on?" Goku asked.
"I don't know... I didn't turn it on, though..." Bulma said, confused.
The screen on the box started beeping and blinking, the buttons on it lighting up in different colors. "Destination: Planet Vegeta. Time: 21 years ago." A feminine mechanical voice said. Then, it started to glow. There was a brilliant flash of light, then a loud whirring of mechinary. Everyone covered their eyes, the flash blinding. Unfaortunatly, Goku was seated right in front of the screen...
After the flash was gone, everyone uncovered there eyes.The first thing they noticed was the the little box was gone. "Where'd it go?" Trunks asked.
"It must have gone to planet Vegeta... " Bulma noticed Vegeta staring at something. She turned her head to see that Goku was also gone... "Oh, no... " She muttered. Soon, Goten and Trunks noticed, too.
"How ironic, wouldn't you say?" Vegeta said humourously.
"Poor Son-kun... How are we going to get him back? He doesn't know how to use that! And who's going to tell ChiChi?" Bulma fretted.
"You better figure something out. That harpy of a mate is going to be pretty mad... And, I need a sparring partner worth my time." Vegeta stated.
"Yeah... Goten, you go call ChiChi. I'm going to start working on this. Trunks, you and Vegeta come with me." Bulma ordered. Everyone did what they were told. 'I hope Son-kun's ok...'
~*Meanwhile...*~
Goku felt like he was going to be sick. He was travelling, and fast. Shapes and colors were going by him in a blur. The little box was right in front of him, seemingly pulling him with an unseen force. Soon, though, one object was clear. It was a dark orange-ish red planet. He was heading towards it. As he got closer, he could make out continents and oceans, even though the oceans were a reddish color rather then a blue like he was used to. When he went throught the atmosphere, he could make out cities, mountains, plains, lakes, and rivers. As he got even closer, he could tell he was heading for a huge palace-like building. Soon, he crashed through the roof, painfully, and landed on the floor in a huge elegant looking room. He was glad he had stopped, but, that hurt like hell. He groaned, trying to get up, very unsuccesfully, I might add. He fell back to the floor, hearing people talking around him. He couldn't make anything out, though, It was like they were speaking a different language. Before finally passing out, he thought 'Is this... Vegeta-sei?'
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Ook... got that over with... well, sorry to say, but i'm plannin to make this G/V ... actually, not sorry to say but o well well i gotta get workin on the next chap. so, c ya then! and remember, again, pleez REVIEW!!!