A/N: I didn't know about the forks in the last chapter, I just made it up. All other questions should be answered in this chapter.

Chapter 5: Buried Alive

"Time to get up!" Bulma prodded Vegeta awake. "Goku's already here."
Vegeta groaned, but rolled out of bed and started pulling clothes on. "Already? It's just after 6am!"
"Goku goes to bed early," Bulma shrugged, turning to grab her coat.
"But he was working as a waiter at that hotel last night!"
"I guess he got a full night's sleep," Bulma replied, smirking at Vegeta.
Vegeta sighed, pulling on his boots. "Yeah, whatever. I'm up, aren't I?"
"I guess…" Bulma tossed Vegeta a bun. "Eat up. I'm going over to have a chat with Chi-chi, so I have to trust you two to do it yourselves. Much as I hate it."
"Whatever," Vegeta shrugged and headed out the door.
"Hi Vegeta!" Goku waved happily. "Where'd Bulma get such a big tent? It's almost as big as my house!"
"I have no idea," Vegeta groaned, glaring at Goku. "Why couldn't you have come a bit later? I was asleep."
"You should wake up bright and early, Veggie," Goku grinned. "Of course, you should also eat more…"
"I have my stomach under perfect control, Kakarotto. Unlike you," Vegeta smirked, then half-jumped as his stomach rumbled.
"Ha ha, good joke, Vegeta," Goku laughed.
Vegeta growled. "Let's just get on with this building. I want to get it over with."
"Fine, Vegeta," Goku shrugged. "Where do I put this?" He pointed at a huge roof beam.
Vegeta slapped him. "Idiot! We have to start with the walls, the roof won't just float up there until we have something to support it with!"
Goku shrugged. "What do we start with, then?"
"Wait a moment," Vegeta sighed, then stomped inside, grabbed the blueprints Bulma had left on the table, and stomped back out. "Here!" He slammed them down on top of the roof-beam. "We start by pushing these poles into the ground."
"Okay!" Goku pushed them into the ground.
"No, not just anywhere. We need one here…" Vegeta scraped an "x" on the ground with his boot. "And one here, here, and the last one here."
"O-kay, Vegeta!" Goku pushed them in easily. "That far enough?"
"Too far, Kakarotto," Vegeta sighed, looking down the hole to the top of the pole. "Take them out, we'll start building over here instead. This time, push them in only until that red line around the bottom is underground."
"Fine." Goku did as he was told.
Vegeta sighed. "Finally," he muttered, then turned to the next thing they needed.

By lunchtime they had finished one wall. They sat under the shade of it to eat the sandwiches Chi-chi had made for them.
"You know what, Vegeta?" Goku asked, chewing thoughtfully on his sandwich.
"What?" Vegeta asked, annoyed.
"Well, we've known you more than ten years, and in all that time you've never stopped training. Don't you think you're due a vacation?"
"I don't need a vacation, Kakarotto, I need my planet back."
"Well, why don't we wish that on the dragonballs the next time?"
Vegeta paused for a moment, then nodded. "Why didn't you think of this before!"
"Well, I didn't know that you wanted it back."
"And if Earth was destroyed, wouldn't you want that back!"
"Yes, but you never gave any signs of wanting it back, I mean, you never complained about it…"
"Yes, Kakarotto, that's because it happened years ago. I got used to it. So would you if Earth had been destroyed more than 20 years ago, and you couldn't get it back." Vegeta scowled and folded his arms. "I'm so used to it's absence now that I don't know what I'd do if it did exist again."
"Would you go home?" Goku looked at him worriedly. "Life would be so much more boring without you, Vegeta."
"Well…" Vegeta started. That was as far as he got before the wall collapsed, burying both of them in a pile of rubble more than 50 foot deep.
"That was easy," Krillin muttered, looking at the pile of rubble. He pulled Vegeta's plans for a sparring robot out of his pocket and looked at them. "These could be useful, if they ever get out of there," Krillin snickered, shoving them back in his pocked and walking away.

"Goku should be home by now! What's Vegeta keeping him there for!" Chi-chi yelled at Bulma. It was after 6pm. "I bet they're sparring again! Those guys can never do as they're told!"
"What makes you think he should be home by now?" Bulma asked.
"I didn't pack Goku a dinner, just a lunch! He should be home by now! I don't want all this food I made being wasted!"
Bulma nodded. "You want a ride?"
"No thanks, I can drive myself. Where's the car!" she yelled at her sons.
"I already told you, Gohan decided to take Videl to the movies!" Goten yelled from the next room.
"And I already told you, Videl decided she'd prefer to come back here!" Gohan yelled from upstairs. "The car's outside!"
"Let's go!" Chi-chi said determinedly, stomping out the door. She and Bulma got into their own cars, and they drove off towards the remains of Capsule Corps.

Underneath the pile of rubble, Vegeta stirred, then tried to sit up. After a while, he gave up, and looked around. It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. Finally, he gathered his ki, and formed it into a ball. Blinking in its light, he looked around.
He was trapped under a bile of rock. Finally, the source of the ache in his legs became obvious: they were crushed by a chunk of cement. He shifted slightly, then powered up, reducing the rocks crushing him to dust. However, no sooner had he some breathing room than more rocks dropped from above. The weight crushing him didn't seem any lighter. He flared his aura again, then froze as he heard, just on the edge of hearing, a low moan.
"Kakarotto," he muttered, and flicked a small ki beam in Goku's direction, then flew down the passageway quickly, before it could close up again.
Vegeta frowned, and shook Goku. "Wake up, Kakarotto!" he spat, but Goku didn't move. Finally, Vegeta gave up, and started forcing his way to the surface, dragging Goku behind him.

Bulma and Chi-chi finally arrived at Capsule Corps. Bulma jumped out of the car before it had completely stopped, and gasped to see the huge pile of rubble.
Chi-chi gaped. "W-what…where's Goku!"
"I think he and Vegeta are buried under that thing," Bulma groaned, gazing up at the 50 foot pile.
"What're they doing under there, then! Goku could get out from under there easily! …unless he's hurt…" Chi-chi started sobbing. "My Go-chan's hurt!"
"Calm down," Bulma reassured her, "he can look after himself. But let's start digging, just in case."
"O-okay," Chi-chi sniffled, and pulled out a shovel. "Let's get rid of this stupid pile of rock and save my Go-chan!" She walked over and determinedly started digging.
Bulma sighed, shaking her head, then began to help.

Goku woke up to find himself being dragged through a heap of rocks by Vegeta. "Vegeta, what's going on?"
"Krillin tricked us," Vegeta grumbled. "I wasn't paying attention, I was concentrating on that baka conversation. He snuck up on us and collapsed that wall on us."
"Oh," Goku replied, then paused. "Then why're we still under here?"
"Sorry, would you have preferred I left you to get yourself out?" Vegeta muttered sarcastically.
"Oh yeah, you were still hurt. Sorry, Vegeta. I'll get us out, just a sec." Goku powered up to SSJ3.
"I can get myself out," Vegeta snarled.
"Oh, come on Vegeta, you helped me now I'll help you." Goku grabbed hold of Vegeta's arm, then pulled Vegeta over and grasped him around the waist before flying up, smashing easily through the rocks.

Bulma looked up to see Goku, carrying Vegeta, fly out of the top of the pile of rubble. "Chi-chi! There's Goku!" she yelled, running over as Goku floated down.
Goku landed, powered down, then lowered Vegeta to the floor. Vegeta's knees buckled, and he had to lean against Goku for support.
Chi-chi strode over and slapped Vegeta across the face. "How dare you let Goku get into such a dangerous situation! He could have been killed! And you didn't even do anything to help him escape!"
"Calm down, Chi-chi…" Goku murmured.
"Why should I! The least he could do was try to help you, not just force you to do all the work!"
"Vegeta, why're you so exhausted! Goku, what were you two doing! If you were sparring again…" Bulma trailed off, glaring at them.
Goku held up a hand. "Calm down! Chi-chi, Vegeta was dragging me out when I woke up-"
"You were knocked out! Vegeta, how dare you do that to Goku! Goku, don't you realize Vegeta could have killed you at any time! How dare you leave yourself so vulnerable!"
"He could've, but he didn't. Chi-chi, please calm down…"
"Krillin did it," Vegeta said. Everyone stared at him, and he smirked. "Didn't you realize it yet? Krillin knocked the wall down on us. I was knocked out too, but I couldn't wake Kakarotto up when I found him…"
"You were knocked out too, Vegeta! Why, I should put you in the hospital for the rest of the year, there's no way you'll have a chance of getting better otherwise," Bulma groaned. "You seem to be having an emergency every day or so."
"I don't believe you," Chi-chi said stubbornly. "If you were knocked out too, then how come you woke up before Goku? It doesn't fit."
"Vegeta, you're bleeding!" Bulma yelled, noticing cuts on Vegeta's arms, legs, and face.
"Oh, leave him there to die," Chi-chi spat, furious at Vegeta.
"And would you stand by and let Goku die!" Bulma retorted, searching her pockets for anything that could help.
"At least Goku didn't try to kill us!"
"Actually, Vegeta said that's why I was originally sent to Earth," Goku mumbled.
"Goku, you're coming home," Chi-chi said, ignoring Bulma's smirk. She grabbed Goku's arm and dragged him towards their car.
Goku propped Vegeta up against the pile of rock, then obediently followed Chi-chi to the car. Bemused, he let her push him into the passenger seat, and waved to Bulma and Vegeta as Chi-chi drove off.
Bulma waved back, grabbed a first aid kit out of the capsule house, and carried it outside. "Gosh, Vegeta, can't you go a week without getting another stupid injury!" She sighed, smiling slightly to see that Vegeta had already fallen asleep, and started bandaging Vegeta up.

"Aww, come on, Chi-chi, Vegeta didn't drop that wall on us! Why would he do it, anyway?" Goku cocked his head at Chi-chi.
"I don't care! He's a danger to you and our family and I don't want you going near him again!" Chi-chi glared at Goku. "He could hurt you, he could get you killed – again! – and I for one think you could do more good at home with your family instead of wandering off with Vegeta!" Chibi Trunks and Goten snuck past her into the kitchen, but she didn't seem to notice. "You're neglecting your family for the sake of that – that arrogant princeling! Vegeta can get himself a robot if he wants a sparring partner, but you're staying home!"
"Vegeta's not the one who got me in danger, Chi-chi! It was Krillin! It's not Vegeta's fault that Krillin decided to collapse that wall on us!" Goku frowned at Chi-chi. "Come on, even you must admit that Vegeta wasn't responsible for that!"
Chi-chi sighed. "Fine. I admit that it wasn't his fault. And… I'm sorry that Vegeta's hurt."

"He survived," Krillin sighed.
"Oh well, you didn't really expect that to work, did you?" Android 18 asked, typing on the computer.
"No, not really…but have a look at these plans, would you?" Krillin asked, tossing Vegeta's plans for a sparring robot over to her.
Juu-hachi-gou unrolled them and looked at them. "A prototype sparring robot. With just a few modifications, it would be an unbeatable challenge." Juu-hachi-gou looked up at Krillin. "Where did you get these?"
"Vegeta planned it out," Krillin laughed. "The perfect revenge, don't you think? By the way, how're you getting along with Marron?"
"Done," Juu-hachi-gou said, smiling. "I'll start on this," she flicked a finger at the blueprints, "in the morning. It should take about a week to get the programming done, and another week to build it."
"Great," Krillin muttered, rubbing his hands together. "I'll send Marron to attack next week, just to keep them on their toes." He smiled. "Vegeta, you have two weeks to live."