Title: Tamed Heart
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, although I do wish I did, I think I'd be rich…OR any of the songs that I have used in this story!
Author's Note:
Whoa! Chapter fifteen, this is the last one of this story! I know you guys are excited, well, to whoever has actually been reading my story, sadly, leaving no reviews….but it is okay…on with the story, I hope everyone enjoys:
Last Time:
ChiChi and Goku run off on a vacation that no one knew about, secretly eloping while Krillen and 18 have just found out that they are pregnant and are ready to give everything up to start their family…What about Vegeta? Bulma? Or Brolly?
Chapter Five:
"I want to know where the hell they are and I want to know now god damn-it ," Radditz roared, slamming his fist hard onto the table. Everyone looked shocked, "I fucking created this damn band, and I want to know where those magnets left?"
"I don't think anyone knew," Bulma shrugged. "We are just as oblivious to this as you are sir."
"Some friends if they leave us dry," Radditz commented. "This is fucking ridiculous, we have a our to hit this next month and they left without so much as a goodbye. This fucking pisses me off."
"We can replace them," Yamacha suggests. "I mean, we have everyone else, just replace them with backup players from the extra band."
"That's not a bad idea daddy," Paris chimed in while sucking on her sucker.
"Okay, it is settled then, if I don't hear anything about ChiChi and Goku in the next week, they are out, contact terminated, they get nothing and we replace them," Radditz stated and left.
"Bulma may I speak with you privately," Yamacha signaled Bulma while sending Paris a sweet wink. Paris smiled and sat beside Vegeta.
"Bulma, Radditz and I have been talking, long and hard. I think it is time to take your singing career to new heights of success. I am thinking a solo career," Yamacha grinned. "I can head up you, Radditz and Paris said I can be your solo manage, just leave the band if this falls through."
"What would happen to everyone else?"
"Vegeta, he probably has a career ahead of him too, but everyone else, they would be released from the contract with pay, no strings," Yamacha grinned. "It is something to think about."
Vegeta sat patiently as Paris rubbing on his upper thigh while whispering in his ear, 18 looked at them with disgust, "I can't watch this anymore…"
"I agree," Krillen chimed in, both leaving immediately.
"I think I'll be at the bar if anyone needs me," Brolly stats and leaves, Vegeta and Paris behind.
"I've got a surprise for you tonight," Paris giggles. Vegeta smirks as she continued, "I want you at my apartment at nine thirty tonight, Stephanie and I will be waiting."
Paris licked his neck softly before pulling him in for a quick kiss. She grinned and walked out the door, "Oh, and give a little thought to you and I going solo, no more of Bulma being in the front, I think you need to have your own fun baby."
Bulma walked in after Paris had left, Vegeta was in the process of getting out of the room, Bulma looked at him. She didn't know why but she was still in love with the bastard…
Long ago
Just like the hearse, you die to get in again
We are so far from you…
Brolly had been sitting at the same seat in the same bar since the late meeting with the band. Things had gotten way out of control for them all. Everyone had changed drastically for the band. Vegeta was either drunk or high half the time and always with Paris lingering around his arms. Bulma was with Yamacha and center stage. ChiChi and Goku, who knew what happened there, all he knew was that they were just as tired of the group as Krillen and 18.
Then there was him, Brolly…he was usually the loner of the group, always last to know, last to find out. He too had wanted just as much drugs as his buddy Vegeta wanted, but the craving no longer existed, instead, it was replace with disgust and aloneness.
"Hey there," it was a young girl who was about twenty or so, she was now sitting beside Brolly. He looked her up and down, she was beautiful. She had long blonde hair and wearing blue jeans and a white tank top that was very fitting to say the least. "My name is Stacey and you are Brolly from The Shockers right?"
"Yea," Brolly said taking another sip of his beer. "What's it to you?"
"I love you in the band, you are so much better than Vegeta, I think at least," Stacey smiled. "You look pretty bored, and I have been here since you walked in, would you happen to want to go get a drink and something to eat?"
Brolly looked at her curiously, "Why not?"
Burning on, just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst you take (worst you take)
From every heart you break (heart you break)
And like a blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well, I've been holding on tonight
Vegeta was wearing his usual attire, a pair of faded Hollister jeans and a white wife-beater with white and black Element tennis shoes. He walked to Paris's apartment door and knocked once. The door crept open slowly and there she was, Paris dress in a red laced corset and thong with high heels. She motioned for him to come in, he smirked, closing the door behind him.
Paris pulled him in for a passionate, long awaited kiss. Vegeta took full advantage, pushing her against the wall forcefully. He grabbed her lower rear, yanking her to wrap her legs around his muscular waste.
Paris broke the kiss, stepping down from his strong hold she lead him to her bedroom. It was covered with candles and no lights. The bed was folded nicely with black silk sheets. Paris sat on the edge of the bed next to another woman, Stephanie. Stephanie was Paris's best friend who was just as beautiful, wearing a black laced outfit.
Vegeta smirked, he sat in the middle of the two, Paris began an assault on his lips as Stephanie adventure lower…
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
"Bulma, how is your dinner?" Yamacha asked. They had gotten dressed up to go to a special dinner reservations for the evening.
"It is lovely, the best I have ever had," Bulma smiled.
"So, have you thought of what you wanted to do?" Yamacha asked. "I think you should go solo though, you are ready for bigger and better things. The band is holding you down, I promise…"
"I think I want to leave the band," Bulma smiled as Yamacha laughed. "I am so excited, besides, I am tired of it anyways."
"Good to hear, I am going to call Radditz first thing in the morning," Yamacha cheered. "You will not regret this babe." Yamacha grinned as he placed his hands on Bulma's, reaching over he kisses her.
Came a time
When every star falls
Brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take (worst you take)
From every heart you break (heart you break)
And like a blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well, I've been holding on tonight
The sun set over the beach's waves, ChiChi looks over at Goku, "This is beautiful."
"I know, I am glad we got married here, it was perfect," Goku smiled. "I was thinking, since we aren't going back, maybe we could move to Georgia. I've actually already called the man about it, I could start me a business down there, buy us some good land…"
"Start a family…" ChiChi smiled as Goku curled her into his arms and kissed her innocently.
"Sounds perfect."
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
"Krillen, we can't just leave? What about Bulma?" 18 asked, she moaned as Krillen kept packing their things.
"We can leave, and we will," Krillen was furious. "And don't give me that crap about the band, Bulma has made her decision when Yamacha suggested a solo career a long time ago, and let's face it; Vegeta has always been jealous of the spotlight. They won't miss us."
"Why is this happening?" 18 began to tear up, sitting on the bed she barred her head as she began to cry.
Krillen felt sorry for her, he could not help his anger at the moment, he was so pissed off at everyone he didn't realize he would hurt 18 in the process. "We could go back home, where we know how everything is…maybe go to college; you could be that big time lawyer still."
18 smiled at Krillen, "Maybe you are right…Maybe we could just leave…"
Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha." Brolly sat in the diner with Stacey, who he had been with since the bar. "I don't think I have ever laughed that much."
"Me either," Stacey giggled. "So, why aren't you with your band? I though you were really close."
"Yes and no…" Brolly shrugged his shoulders. "What can I say, too much of a good thing is deadly and will screw you over in the end."
"I understand," Stavey smiled. "So do you have plans after the band perhaps? I mean a guy like you can't just become a bum or anything."
"Ha. No, but I can try…" Brolly smirked. "To tell you th truth, I never really thought about what I'd do after the band, maybe go back home, go to school."
"Sounds interesting…do you think you'd stay in town long enough to meet someone new?"
Brolly grinned, "Do you want to get out of here? I know this great place where you can watch a movie?"
"Sure," Stacey smiled, they started out the door while Brolly took her hand in his. She smiled up at him. They journeyed down the sidewalk, looking up they heard some commotion. "I think we should turn around."
"I think you are right," Brolly hesitated…A car drove up, ripping bullets from the side windows towards the commotion and in Brolly and Stacey's directions.
Can you hear me
Are you near me
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again, when both our cars collide
New York, 2012
"Who knew that the Campus Crawl was going to be the last time we were all together," The now older Bulma smiled faintly as a few tears dropped down her red cheeks. "Brolly was a great guy, along with Stacey or he would not have even talked to her. They didn't deserve what they got. They shots killed them instantly…"
"What happened after the funnels?"
"Nothing really…Everyone went back to the way they went, especially Vegeta, it was like no one even cared that Brolly died."
"What do you mean?"
"Vegeta went off to be his big time solo man, he was the lead in his own band for a while, did a few television shows, starred in multiple movies. He was a billionaire. I myself went in the same direction; I made my own lifestyle after the break up in 2008. I went on to be a singer, then on the movies."
"What about everyone else?"
"I still keep in touch with everyone else, ChiChi and Goku live in Harris County, Georgia with their son Gohan and expecting another son in a few months. Goku owns his own business, he runs some type of skater business for kids while ChiChi is a home mom. Krillen and 18 have a daughter as well, her name is Marron, she is so pretty, she was born a few months after the break up. They are two of the top lawyers in their district, they haven't lost a case yet."
"So what happened between you and Vegeta? Was everything lost? I mean, you two tried a tour with one another about a year after the break-up, right?"
"Yes, Vegeta and I tried to regroup with one another, but that only lasted for a short while. The representation we got from that tour was huge, but our relationship collided once again. It ended up with me being pregnant with his child…I run my father's business now at the Capsule Cooperation after he retired, single and raising a child, Trunks."
What's the worst that I can say
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
"You heard it here, straight from California's hot hot secrets, I am Linda Cummings and I hope we've all heard the tails of The Shockers re-open to see what really happened and what we missed. Thank you for toning in…"
Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight...