A/N: wow…I've spent a while thinking about this chapter, so I hope you guys love it! It's been really fun writing, so thanks for reading my work. Anyway, on to chapter 25….will Chi Chi and Bulma make it to Planet Vegeta?
Chapter 25
Months had passed. Yamcha had fully healed and fulfilled his promise to help Bulma and Chi Chi in any way they needed, and oddly enough, even though Bulma was a genius and Chi Chi an expert on Saiyan culture and travel, Yamcha was always needed around. The three had worked nonstop since Cavala's wish. Bulma had intricately studied the inner working of Vegeta's space ship until she understood piloting it, maintaining it, and landing it backwards and forwards. Yamcha also worked on the spaceship, devoting each day to learning as much as possible about the ship's navigational system and coordinate map guides to Planet Vegeta. Even though Bulma had devised a way to set a destination location and put the ship on auto-pilot, Yamcha had pointed out that it would be a good idea to understand the coordinate guides just in case something went amiss during the trip.
Meanwhile, while Yamcha and Bulma toiled away each day making space travel possible and safe, Chi Chi worked on making the trip logical. She spent days on end locked up in her room recreating costumes resembling what Cavala and Cartock had worn when they came to Bulma's house. For fun and experimentation, she added some individual flares of her own. From what Chi Chi had gathered from Goku's stories, the Saiyans were warriors. Cavala's outfit wasn't very warrior-like, but Chi Chi decided to play up the armor factor in her recreations, believing that would make the three travelers seem more authentic. Also, Chi Chi compiled a notebook of Saiyan terms, facts, and mannerisms that she had picked up from Goku on their trip, and each night she quizzed Bulma and Yamcha, until all three were nearly Saiyan experts.
Finally, amidst work and excitement, the night before the trip had arrived. Yamcha and Chi Chi sat chattering nervously as Bulma paced around her room, mentally noting what still had to be done for the trip. She racked her brain but really couldn't come up with any more preparations, so she slumped down on her bed between Yamcha and Chi Chi and sighed.
"I'm exhausted," she whined, "and we haven't even gone anywhere yet! I can't imagine how I am going to feel when we actually get back!"
"If we get back," Yamcha warned, growing more and more nervous as the morning drew near. "I mean, don't you think they will be able to tell that we aren't Saiyans? And how are we going to get access to speak with the PRINCE of this planet anyway?"
"Yamcha!" Chi Chi moaned in an exasperated fashion, "We've been over this thousands of times! Don't freak now. We will act Saiyan. We will look Saiyan. We are practically golden. As for getting access, you know we will lie and say we've had a royal summons, and then Bulma will sneak around. It's all good, Yamcha. Stop worrying." Chi Chi patted the dazed Yamcha on the back.
"As for now," Bulma said matter-of-factly, "we all need to get some sleep. We have a pretty big day tomorrow." With that, she rolled over, flipping off the light next to her bed, and settling down in bed with her two closest friends. "Kami," she prayed as she heard Yamcha and Chi Chi drift of to sleep, "please let us make it back here safely." Then Bulma closed her eyes and fell asleep too.
Meanwhile, Goku and Vegeta sat with their heads bent together, conspiring quietly. It was Cavala's and Cartock's wedding night, and all of Planet Vegeta was rejoicing and drinking.
"It's perfect timing," Vegeta smiled sadistically. "Tomorrow most of the planet will be nursing humongous headaches, and we can slip away unnoticed. No one will realize we are gone for hours, and when they do, they will think we are just hanging out somewhere. When we haven't showed up for a couple of days, they won't begin to know where to look! It's fool proof," Vegeta sneered, self-approving his plan to go to Earth and meet up with Bulma.
"What about Cavala? Won't she suspect we've gone to Earth?" Goku asked, scratching his head in thought.
"I've taken care of that," Vegeta stated. "Cavala knows of our plan and approves. She has promised not to say a word, and besides, if I am gone, she and Cartock will be heir to the throne. Who better to rule Planet Vegeta than those two? Perhaps our planet will no longer engage in so much war when Cavala rules, and then our people will finally have a chance to relax and enjoy themselves."
"Uh, Vegeta, are you sure you want to do this? I mean, you don't sound like yourself?" Goku said warily. He had no idea what had gotten into his usually feisty companion.
"If you are wondering what has gotten into me, you can stop," Vegeta began. "Look at yourself. You aren't the warrior you used to be. Chi Chi really messed you up. I guess you could say the same for Bulma. And besides, we can get even stronger on Earth, with Bulma designing things like the gravity chamber for us. Ultimately, we win. I mean, isn't it a part of our intrinsic nature to fight and mate?" Vegeta threw in a little chuckle at his last line to throw Goku off.
"I don't know anything about mating, man…" Goku tried to cover for himself, but not very convincingly.
"I smelled you, Goku. I could smell it since the moment you walked into Bulma's house that day my father came. You and Chi Chi bonded. Now, I definitely don't want to talk about this with you, so let's get some sleep before tomorrow." Before he turned off the light, Vegeta noted that Goku had turned a bright shade of red.
The morning dawned bright and clear on Earth, and a refreshed Chi Chi, Bulma, and Yamcha woke up and slipped into their Saiyan costumes. Bulma was the first to step out of the bathroom, wearing the garb that Chi Chi had so carefully designed and created. She stepped out, one leather-boot clad, silken leg at a time. Her shorts, white with blue trimming, hugged her thighs magnificently, accenting her toned muscle. Her top, stopping abruptly below her bust, clearly defined her cleavage and her abs but maintaining the air of a fighter. Her hair was gelled into a spiky stiffness, resembling hair of a true Saiyan. Yamcha had a hard time keeping his eyeballs in his head.
Chi Chi came out next, her top resembling Bulma's, replacing the blue accents with purple ones, and her skirt flowed to her mid-thigh area, leaving nearly nothing to the imagination. Her hair too was gelled to a Saiyan perfection. Yamcha was amazed.
Finally, after donning his own armor like shorts and breast-plate, Yamcha followed the girls through the woods and into the cave holding Vegeta's ship. Bulma perched herself upon the pilots seat while Yamcha and Chi Chi strapped in for the ride. With the push of a few buttons, Bulma had cranked the engine, and a small smirk crossed her flawless face.
"Vegeta, Goku," Bulma whispered excitedly, "here we come."
Vegeta and Goku rubbed their eyes awake, threw on their armor, and piled into a small ship. Goku put on his safety-belt and settled in for a long ride. Vegeta harnessed himself in and revved the engine, smirking heavily.
"Bulma, Chi Chi," Vegeta said, "We're on our way!"
A/N: oh no! a little switcharoo! Keep watching for updates!