Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. If I did, I would have enough money to actually own a computer with Internet.
Author note: This toke long to update. If you read my bio, you would know that I had computer problems. I also had writers block before that and read a couple of other fics. Some were DBZ related others not. I decided to read the others seeing as most DBZ fanfictions seem the same in a way. I needed inspiration to try something different. I also was in London and just got back, had jet lag and now I am ready again for action. Well here is chappie 5
Chapter 5
Quickly, Bulma got dressed. If she wanted to have the GR done by tonight without her fathers help, she will have to get a move on. She decided on a pair of black stretch jeans to give her better mobility. After another 20 minutes of staring at her closet, she settled on a blue spaghetti strapped shirt as the sun was now shining and all signs of the rain the previous day was gone. Running a comb through her hair, she pondered the whole garden thing. 'Why would Vegeta go to so much trouble? Did he really believe me when I said that I will only finish the machine when he does that?' "If the lawn is mowed by tomorrow night… your GR will be done the day after." Her words of last night came back to her. 'Why did I even say that? I can't fix the GR all by myself in less than 12 hours.' She ran down the stairs, only to be stopped at the bottom by her mother's voice coming from the front door. "Oh, Bulma honey, you are awake! Did you see what Vegeta did for us? He is such a nice young man. Oh, and this is Mr. Walters. He wants to talk to you." With that and a mumble of tea under her breath, the enthusiastic Mrs. Briefs left Bulma in the living room with the man. He is about Vegeta's age and about as tall as Goku. He had blond hair and blue eyes and seemed to be as built like Yamcha. He could go for attractive if it wasn't for the fact that he looked too much like that idiotic ex boyfriend.
"Sorry, my mother gets exited every time someone comes by, so she didn't really introduce us. I am Bulma Briefs." Bulma said as she extended her hand out to towards the man. "Yes, I am Mark Walters. I work for the West City Police. I would like to talk to you about your father, Mrs. Briefs." "Miss. But you can just call me Bulma." She responded. "But unfortunately, I am very busy today. I have a huge project that has to be done by tonight and I haven't really started with it after all that has been going on. Can I please reschedule and come by the station maybe tomorrow?" Bulma questioned. If she first had to deal with him, Vegeta will have a fit. He would not give her extra time just because she needs to talk to the police.
"I am sorry if it is inconvenient, but I am afraid I must talk to you today. If you wouldn't mind, I can talk to you while you work?" He lifted his eyebrows in question. Bulma sighed. "That will be okay." 'I didn't even have breakfast yet!! Oh, please let my mother make Vegeta breakfast today. I can't deal with him AND Walters AND the GR all on the same morning.' "Follow me, Mr. Walters." "You may call me Mark. Can you tell me that happened yesterday?" "Falling right into the questions, are we? Well, the day before yesterday, my father and I were working in the lab, I left very late, went to sleep and the next morning, I found the lab a mess and my father attacked." Bulma answered. 'Was it really only yesterday that I found my father like that in the lab? It feels like ages ago.'
"Was there anyone else in the lab?" "No, we have 2 labs. The one near the house is our private lab where my father and I work on our own experiments. The lab across the compound is the Capsule Corp Lab. We have about 20 head scientist and each has a team of 5 along with around 12 students helping out in the vacations. We have a program to help young scientists. But they have working hours. 10:00 to 18:00. They have all left long before my father and I entered our lab." "So, who else was on the grounds over the time you left your father and you found him again?" "My Mother, My Father, Vegeta and the house staff of 5. They all live in those quarters over there." Bulma pointed out as they exited the house.
She went strait for the GR. "Hey, Vegeta! Are you in there?!" She yelled. "No, Woman! I am waiting for you to upgrade it!" Vegeta yelled at her from his balcony. Bulma turned around. "Oh, so sorry to have kept you waiting! I just didn't want to in-capsule you along with it. I do not think my capsule can hold all your hot air!!" "Oh, very funny Woman! Maybe my HOTAIR is too much for your little brain to cope with but it will be done by tonight. Understand!!" Vegeta yelled back at her. He could see that she was only jesting. She was actually trying to hold off her laugh. "Yes, You Majesty!" Bulma yelled at him while turning back to Mark. Vegeta eyed the man with her. Bulma seemed to be talking to him and he made notes of everything she said. When Bulma's ki suddenly gave a jerk and her eyes quickly turned to Vegeta's and back to the man, Vegeta knew they were talking about him. He narrowed his eyes. 'Why would she discuss me with a stranger?' Vegeta also noticed that her ki had gone to normal. 'Since when am I so acute to her ki? It is so weak, that I need to concentrate to feel it, but yet, I constantly know where it is and in what state she is in. I just want to avoid something like yesterday happening again! Yes, that is it. I keep my eyes on her so she can finish the GR and she can't do that if she is hurt!' Satisfied with this, Vegeta turned and walked back into his room. 'Soon the GR will be finished and I can stop being bothered by the woman and her family.'
"You don't really want to talk to Vegeta, do you?" Bulma queried. She saw out of the corner of her eyes, that Vegeta was now heading back into his room. "He was on the compound that night. I need to interrogate him to. Besides, he doesn't seem like a pleasant fellow, and you do not seem to like him very much. He might have destroyed you lab and injure you father because of a hate towards you." Mark stared at Bulma. 'She is quite a lovely young woman. She certainly has all the right attributes and by far the most mesmerizing eyes I have ever seen.' Bulma suddenly burst out laughing. She turned, bended her knees and pressed the button that will in-capsule the GR. "I was just fooling around with Vegeta. We tease each other." "He called you Woman. That is degrading." "It's my nickname. He gave it to me about two years ago, when he didn't knew my name and I have kept it ever since. Doubt if I will ever lose it." 'Kami, do I really know Vegeta that long? He came here with the Nameks, stayed for the first hundred and something days. Then came Garlic Junior after which he came back and stayed about 2 months before the boy from the future came all up until now. Yeah, that is really about two years, if you exclude the time on Namek. But that does not really count, he only saw me like twice the entire time I was there.' "Excuse me, Bulma, can you still hear me?" Mark was waving his hand in front of Bulma's face. As her eyes came back to focus, she shook her head. "Sorry, just daydreaming. Oh, follow me. I will take you the lab. I need to work there, but nothing has been touched. You can inspect it while I work on this thing." Mark smiled at her. "You are very smart to have left everything as it was. Is there adequate space for you to work in?" "Yes. Believe me, the lab is very spacious. Oh, we did have cameras. But they broke and this all happened before I could fix them, so you won't find any recordings on the security screens." "Thanks for the warning." Mark smiled at her again. Oh, how he loved the fact that he gets to work with her and not his partner. This must by far be the best interrogation ever! "Do you know Vegeta's whereabouts during that time?" Mark continued to question. "No. Vegeta is pretty much a mystery. He likes to keep to himself and does not really talk to anyone about anything. He is either in the Training room I am about to upgrade or in the kitchen or sleeping." Bulma decided it would be wise to refer to the GR as a training room, so Mark would not get suspicious and go after Vegeta. That would be a mess. "Why do you trust him so much if you know so little about him?" He questioned again. "He lives here for free. We feed him for free. He trains in with my equipment for free. He would not bite the hand that feeds him." Bulma said while counting the points off on her fingers. "Don't you think you may just trust him to much, Bulma? You said it yourself, he is a mystery. I can bet you he will not have an alibi when I question him. He could be the one who assaulted your father."
Author note: Well. It is FINALLY up. Chapter 6 will follow shortly. Keep Reviewing and give ideas. I can do with a lot of inspiration before I get Block again! ;o)