A/n: Ch.1. R/R, enjoy!

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The Sum of Us

"Would you mind helping me out?" Bulma asked as she entered her bedroom where her other three friends awaited

"What do we have to do?" asked Chichi. Her skin was light and fair with big dark eyes and beautiful black hair that reached her lower back. A beautiful girl indeed she was

"Yeah. Do we have to carry all their stuff for them?" her other friend, 18, spoke. Her skin was also light and fair. Her hair was blonde and silky and it reached just below her jaw line. Her beautiful blue eyes were the most stunning feature she comprised

"Nope. They're men" said Bulma quickly "they can carry their stuff themselves" she assured

"Are they cute?" the third friend, Marron, spoke now. Her skin was as light as her friends. She had beautiful blue hair; as opposed to Bulma's straight tresses, it reached her lower back in big waves. Her eyes were big and as blue as her hair. Like the other three girls, her figure was petite and slim. There was a reason they were friends after all. It had to do with all of them being the girls that all the guys wanted and that all the girls wanted to be like. Rich as they were; young, beautiful and intelligent; they were everybody's most wanted possession. They took pride in that they were. Not too many people had the grace, the ability or the money. It took a lot to be like them

"Marron, please" Bulma scoffed "they're orphans" she added at the absurd comment. Marron shrugged her shoulders

"So?" she said finding nothing wrong with her question

"So they're homeless guys" said 18 "you think a homeless guy can take you out on a nice date?"

"I mean really, where is he going to take you?" Chichi sniggered "the homeless shelter for dinner and the orphanage for a sleepover?" she enticed a giggle from two of the girls. Bulma only rolled her eyes

"They are gonna be here the whole summer, you guys, we can't just avoid them. We have to get to know them" she proposed as the only alternative. The girls exchanged wary looks

"They'll be working around the house and stuff so we'll hardly ever see them" Bulma tried to look at the positives. The girls still watched each other in silence

"Don't worry" Bulma tsked "we're still going to have a spectacular summer. There is no doubt about it" she smiled in assurance. The girls stood from her bed together

"Let's just get this over with so we can try on our vacation swimsuits. Oh, I can't wait!" Chichi squealed. They agreed

"Let's go…"

-&-

"Is this Bulma girl h o t hot or what?" said Yamucha starting a conversation as the boys sat in the living room waiting for Bulma to take them to their respective bedrooms

"She does have an amazing body" Raditz said "I don't know. What do you think Vegeta?" he turned to the shortest of the four

"She's a loudmouthed bitch if you ask me" Vegeta smirked; his tone was that of a bully. Raditz sniggered

"Oooh that was cold" he teased

"She seemed nice. At least to me she did" Goku stood up for her

"Nice?" Yamucha questioned alarmed "were you in here just now?"

"Yes" Goku nodded gullibly

"You didn't see-"

"Hello boys" Bulma walked in the living room her three friends close behind her

"This is Marron, 18, and Chichi" she signaled the three girls respectively "we will be taking you to your rooms-"

"I'll take you to your room" Chichi interrupted tugging from Goku's hand

"And I'll take you to your room" 18 followed standing aside Raditz before Bulma could continue

"I'll take you then" Marron eyed Yamucha playfully. Bulma scoffed

"Hello!" she whined in protest. The girls shrugged their shoulders with sorry-you're-stuck-with-him expressions on their faces. Bulma's eyes locked with Vegeta's

"Fine! I guess I'm taking you to your-"

"Don't bother. I don't need any help" Vegeta interrupted arrogantly. Bulma raised a brow

"Excuse me? There are eight guest rooms on this floor alone and four were separated and specifically prepared for you guys. You don't exactly get to pick one-"

"I pick what room I please. Not that any of them would satisfy my needs anyway" he remarked arrogantly throwing his big black bag over his shoulder as if it was a bag of potatoes. He headed towards the exit of the living room

"You don't get to pick shit" Bulma fussed "hello! I'm talking to you!" she followed close behind him

"That's, uh, Vegeta" Raditz said "he's got attitude problems" he informed apologetic as if feeling embarrassed for the way Vegeta acted in front of all of them. Chichi scoffed finding his attitude quite absurd

"Yeah, er, he seems pretty full of himself"

"You're gonna find him a bit arrogant" Raditz continued

"And stubborn" Goku added

"Narrow-minded I would say" Yamucha added

"Yeah" said Raditz "it's just until you get to know him, though" he explained

"Let's hope so" 18 said. Marron sighed

"Let's just take you guys to your rooms. You must be pretty exhausted from all the packing and moving process" she said. The guys exchanged looks

"Will do…"

-&-

"…and I don't need to remind you that you are a guest in this house, mister, so there!" Bulma finished talking. Vegeta stood in front of her with a bored expression

"Are you done?" he asked. Bulma threw her hands in the air

"You are the biggest asshole I have ever! How I'm going to deal with you for the next three months is honestly beyond me. Seems impractical right now" she said

"I'm here to work, not to get along with you. I could care less about that" he stated loud and simple

"That's it!" she snapped "you're sleeping on the couch you undeserving, ungrateful jerk!" her voice quivered as she pointed her finger at him. He gave her an evil smirk

"I'm not too sure your mother would like that" he pointed out. She rolled her eyes

"Oh! And I care so much about anything my mother says?" she asked ironically

"You had to show me to my room after all, didn't you?" he raised a brow. She frowned "Smart-ass. Just…keep up" she turned on her heel and stepping on route to his room. He smirked behind her. This was going to be an interesting summer…

Goku's Room

"Here" Chichi unlocked the first guest room with a small golden key that read 'Da Vinci Guest Room.' Goku thought of it odd. His eyes stopped above the golden doorframe where the words 'Da Vinci Guest Room' were inscribed to the wall in gold as well. He became confused yet decided to leave the whole thing be. It wasn't of his interest to know why the room was named after a famous artist anyhow

"This is your key" Chichi handed him the golden key "you must keep your door locked at all times. Bulma's mom spent a lot of money on the Da Vinci painting and decorations" she informed. Goku nodded. Guess that's why the guest room is called 'DaVinci' he thought

"Breakfast is at seven o'clock, lunch is from twelve to two and dinner is at seven" Chichi continued as the pair entered the room "that's what Bulma said to tell you guys anyway-"

"Do you know what we will be doing in the house?" Goku interrupted curious. Chichi faced him now

"I don't know" she said clueless "the household tasks will be discussed in the morning. I know Bulma is going to help keep an eye on all of you…along with her mother, of course" she said. Goku settled his bag near the bed. He turned to face Chichi only to find she had a very odd, wicked smile on her face

"And now" she proclaimed as if announcing a huge event "the best part of being a guest at the Briefs mansion"

"Um…" Goku stared somewhat terrified. Chichi sprinted towards the bed jumping about three feet in the air and landing right in the middle of it. Her laughter was loud enough to be heard throughout the hallway. Goku shut the door quickly

"What are you doing?" he waved his hands in the air "we're gonna get busted!" he moved about alarmed

"Nonsense!" Chichi giggled louder "come on!" she stood on her two feet steady "it's a feather bed. Live a little. Try it!" she started jumping. Goku swallowed hard. A sweat drop formed at the edge of his forehead

"Ms. Briefs is going to-" he stopped talking when she jumped off the bed and landed hard on the floor. She ran towards him and grabbed his arm then pulled him towards the bed. He hesitated

"Don't be silly" she called "it is so much fun" she hopped on the bed again. Goku kept fighting so not to be dragged down with her

"I don't think it's such a good i-wah!" before he knew it, he was on the bed along with her

"Stand up like I'm standing" she instructed. He followed her directions cautiously

"There" she smiled at him as he stood on the bed in the same position as she was

"Now jump!" she started jumping again. Goku joined her still uncertain

"Hey" he jumped higher and higher "this IS kind of fun" he kept jumping. Their laughter could be heard all through the hallway now. He didn't know why but it was certainly one of the very sporadic moments in his life when he felt so happy and full of energy inside

"See!" Chichi yelled over the squeaky noise the springs of the mattress induced "I told you it'd be fun!" she laughed. The pair, then, jumped in the air at the same time knocking head to head at the peak of their jump

"OW!" they yelled in unison, Chichi landing with her back on the mattress while Goku landed face down on top of her. Luckily enough for Chichi, Goku was a strong enough man to hold himself up in a push up form so not to crush her below him. They panted on each other's faces. Chichi stared at his forehead

"You have…a bad…bump" she smiled short of breath

"You…do…too" he was short of breath as well

"Is everything alright…in…here…?" Chavelli, the Briefs' servant who had a key to all the bedrooms inside the Briefs mansion had opened the door. They jumped at the intrusion; Chichi was now seating straight up on the bed while Goku stood still in front of it. They blushed

"Did I interrupt something?" Chavelli spoke with her Spanish accent. Chichi stood from the bed now

"No" she responded quickly "not really. I just" she looked back nervous "I was showing Goku to his room like Bulma's mom told me to" she informed. Chavelli nod once

"I see. Well take your time to show him around the room, you know, the bathroom, the walk-in closet, the bed" she winked her eye at her with a smile. Chichi giggled nervously

"Actually, I-I was o-on m-my way out" she stammered

"You are? Now?" Chavelli asked seeing that Chichi hadn't made the slightest attempt to exit the room yet. Chichi reacted quickly

"Oh! Yeah! Yes! Now" she headed toward the door "I'll see you around, Goku. It was nice meeting you" she waved from the door

"Same here" he gave her the cutest smile she'd ever seen from a boy. She blushed again. Chavelli smiled. She knew love when she saw it. Not that they were good at hiding it either way…

Raditz's Room

"Michelangelo Burroti?" Raditz asked baffled as he and 18 arrived to his room, the 'Michelangelo Buonarroti Guest Room.' The room had a high bolted ceiling with paintings similar to the Sistine Chapel paintings carved on it. All sorts of paintings featuring Michelangelo's work were hung sporadically around the room. The room was decorated in dark wine, light green and gold bringing out a unique elegance for the guests staying in the room to enjoy

"Who the hell is this guy?" he looked to the name inscribed on both the golden key handed to him and the top of the golden doorframe to his room. 18 smiled faintly as she faced him

"Buonarroti , not Burroti" she corrected. He shrugged his shoulders making it obvious that he didn't care enough to repeat it correctly. She rolled her eyes

"Michelangelo was absolutely the best artist that the Renaissance had. You know the Renaissance movement right? English lit?" she felt a sense of remorse immediately. They probably didn't go to school; he has no idea what I'm talking about. Nice 18. Way to go she kicked herself mentally

"English lit?" he furrowed his brows. She shook her head

"There have been a lot of movements through centuries in which men have worked hard to develop themselves and achieve higher levels of capacity and reason. Once they have accomplished this successfully, a change of movement occurs which is a little irrelevant to the question you've just asked me but important to know all the same" she clarified. He rolled his eyes showing how uninterested he was

"The Renaissance" she continued regardless "was a movement in the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries. Ms. Briefs has a thing for the big artists of this movement" she stated. He raised a brow quizzically as if not exactly understanding the older woman's passion for old art

"Basically" 18 tired to approach it from a different angle "she decorated each of the guest rooms in this house accordingly with her favorite artistes and their master pieces. In this room you will find all of Michelangelo's great work" she said. He looked around at all the beautiful pieces

"It's pretty impressive stuff" he said actually admiring the beauty of Buonarroti's pieces

"You like art?" asked 18 taken aback. He shrugged his shoulders

"I think it's cool" he said. She giggled lightly

"Cool, huh? That's definitely a word to describe Michelangelo's work"

"What's wrong with that?" he demanded immediately

"Nothing" she assured "it's different, I won't lie. You have any favorites?" she asked. He scoffed

"Favorites? Nah. I don't know any of their names" he said. 18 stared as a smart idea crossed her mind

"I happen to know a lot about these artists" she said suggestively

"Really?" he was impressed "it's a shame I'll be working through the day" he conformed

"We could work something out during your breaks and lunch times. I can help you learn a lot of cool stuff" she smiled. He shrugged like a little boy would do when he got something he never thought he would get

"I wouldn't mind it…"

Vegeta's Room

"Where is the bathroom?" Vegeta asked in a very demanding tone. Bulma rolled her eyes fed up with his attitude

"You would know where the bathroom is if you could just LET ME FINISH THE TOUR!" she yelled. Vegeta frowned

"I don't need a damn tour!" he raised his voice at her. She breathed in profoundly then let it out

"Listen" she started "we've obviously started off with the wrong foot-"

"There isn't a right foot to start off with here, woman. You give me what I need, stay out of my way and I won't bother you" he said. She narrowed her eyes at him

"You're a waste of good given qualities" she started "I happen to think you're kind of cute but then you open your mouth and you completely ruin it for me" she rolled her eyes in disgust. Vegeta raised a brow

"Cute?" he gave her his trademark, evil half-grin "you have no idea who you're dealing with" he approached her close enough to where he could feel her trembling breath on him. Her heart skipped a beat. She tried to control her breathing but wasn't too successful at it. Never had she had a guy so straightforward and certainly quick to take the bait. Now that she had him exactly where she wanted him she had to admit it felt frightening…in a dangerously fun kind of way

"I tend to get very physical" he whispered his eyes tracing the smooth skin of her lips "I suggest that you stay away" he stared into her bright blue ocean gaze one last time then pulled away from her and walked around her still figure. She swallowed…hard, but slowly

"Breakfast is at seven, lunch is from twelve to two and dinner is at seven o'clock" she thanked Kame for letting her find her voice again. He stopped his movements about the room tilting his head sideways in order to hear what she was saying

"I would suggest you don't be late" she continued "there'll be hell to pay for those of you that oversleep" she headed to exit the room. He continued walking around the room spotting where everything was and making sure it looked well spotted

"You're welcome, by the way" she stood by the doorframe. He faced her with an expression that clearly read 'explain'

"I don't know if you're thankful for our hospitality but being that you insist on acting like you've got a pole stuck up your butt I will assume that you are and kindly say you're welcome" she could've sworn she saw his eye twitch with anger

"Have a good one, your asshole-ness. See you tomorrow bright and early" she left before he could say a word yet knew, by the audible growls he made as she walked away, that he was close to boiling point. She smiled to herself. Yep. This was going to be a long very interesting summer…

"What a stuck-up bitch" Vegeta whispered to himself. She's gorgeous his mind betrayed him. He grunted shaking off the thought. He couldn't possibly think that woman was pretty

"She's disgusting" he whispered to himself again. She had the loudest mouth he'd ever seen in a girl not to mention quite a temper. He put this debate at the back of his head. He had other things he wanted to worry about now…

Vegeta stared at the door for only seconds waiting to see if anybody else was going to barge in. Not a soul. He walked over to his bed taking a seat then letting his back rest comfortably against the featherbed mattress. He breathed profoundly. Having no idea why this woman chose a gang to rebuild her house wasn't the only thought playing with his head. Her kindness to him, to all of them; it was a big question mark. Why would someone this rich want to hire kids this poor to come help her around the house? It felt humiliating. Did she feel sorry for them? Did she want to show them what being rich was like? His eyes started to close on him. He jumped off the bed unzipping his pants and letting the garments roll of his body and onto the floor leaving him in just his boxers. He then jumped in bed again. The day ahead seemed busy enough. He needed to rest…

End of Ch.1. Thank you very much for the prologue reviews! I hope you didn't have to wait too long. Keeping characters in characters is NO easy task. Hope you enjoyed! Chapter 2 coming out soon! Stay tuned!

What's missing? Yamucha's room was edited due to irrelevance to the story. Sorry. I promise there will be more on him later on, Yamucha lovers

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