Authors note: I'm so horrible and evil and bad.. I know you guys are probably sick of all my apologising, but I really am sorry about my lack of updates. Its so hard to motivate myself sometimes. Anyway, this is a nice soft chapter, I quite like it ^_^. This stories genre says Action, it says adventure and it says romance. We have seen the action, we have seem the adventure; But ALAS, we are yet to see the romance. Well, romance is coming ^__^! You can just tell in this chapter. Heh heh, its nothing great, but I'll shut up now. Enjoy!
Goku smiled, as he gazed adoringly down at the now sleeping Chi Chi, whose head was resting on his shoulder. She looked so at peace; so beautiful; and Goku had to restrain himself from hugging her. He wrapped one strong arm over her shoulders, and he rested his head gently on the top of hers. Her soft black hair caressed his cheek, causing him to want her even more. "Goku, what the hell do you think your doing? Get off that bitch; she's our hostage, not a damn guest," 18 hissed from the front seat, glaring back at Goku. Goku just smiled at 18 teasingly, shaking his head, and replying, "I happen to like her, so if you wouldn't mind, keep your eyes on the road."
18 gasped, as she realised the car was now travelling on the wrong side, heading towards another car. She hurriedly veered the machine back on track, cursing under her breath.
"Fool," she cussed, as Goku grinned at her, still holding Chi Chi protectively. Krillin could be heard snickering in the corner at this "notorious, blood thirsty" gang's behaviour; it was rather laughable.
"What's so funny, chrome dome," 18 barked at him grudgingly, as she continued to push down on the accelerator.
"Uhhh, its just ahh... Nothing," Krillin stuttered, trying his best to sound innocent.
"Well, spit it out. I know you had a reason to be laughing," she snapped, forcing the car to go even faster.
"HEY! Watch the ro...," Goku started, but was cut off, as the car veered off the road, and towards a tree.
"SHIT," 18 screamed, as she slammed on the breaks. The car jolted, starting to slow, but she wasn't quick enough to stop the impact. Chi Chis eyes snapped open, as she felt the car slow, but she was soon covered by Gokus hard chest, as he protectively held her for when the car collided with its mark. The car crashed into the tree, causing a sickening crunch; the passengers felt the full extent of the impact. Luckily for Goku, 18 and Krillin, this wasn't anything they couldn't handle; with superhuman strengths and what not; but for Chi Chi.. The shaken up Saiyans and Krillin jumped from the car, Goku still covering Chi Chi. He gently placed her down, and was about to check her for injuries, but he was soon interrupted. "YOU CRAZY WOMAN! YOU NEARLY GOT US ALL KILLED," came Chi Chis outraged voice, as she wobbly pulled herself to her feet.
"Chill out, your not dead," 18 replied, slightly taken aback by the brunettes outburst.
"Its lucky Goku was shielding you, otherwise you might not have been so lucky," Krillin mumbled to Chi Chi, wincing as he watched Chi Chi death glare 18. Chi Chi looked at Krillin and blinked; he was right; Goku had saved her from a possibly terrible fate. "Thanks Goku, " Chi Chi said graciously, patting him on the back.
"Anytime," Goku replied, rather disappointed she had only given him a pat on the back; rather then a hug... OR even better a kiss.
Vegeta chuckled as he imagined the anger that would now be gracing Zarbons green face; he must have been furious to discover that the last dragonball he needed was not at the Saiyan Viper Headquarters. Vegeta had insisted upon taking the 2 star dragonball with him when he had first taken this mission; he knew that the Kold's would find the Saiyan headquarters eventually, and he knew that by this time, the Kold's would most definitely have the other 5 dragonball's in their possession. "Vegeta. What the heck are you laughing about? This is awful! And why would Zarbon be angry? What did he want," Bulmas annoyed voice interrupted Vegeta, as she threw a barrage of questions in his face.
"Arggh WOMAN! Shut up," Vegeta hissed, angered that she had the audacity to interrupt him.
"I will NOT shut up! Just tell me what Zarbon wants," Bulma retorted, placing her hands on her hips. Vegeta was angry that she had the gal to talk back to him; yet he was also amused by her spitfire attitude. He smirked at her, grabbing her arm, and pulling her close.
"Alright woman. Zarbon needs the 2 star dragonball. He was under the impression that the dragonball was here. I guessed he would find this base eventually, so I took the dragonball. That's the last time I'm saying it, as well woman, so I hope you where paying attention," Vegeta told her in a bemused tone, smirking as he viewed her confused expression. Probably wondering what a Dragonball is, foolish woman, Vegeta thought as he stared at Bulmas perplexed expression.
"You know about the Dragonballs? How," Bulma finally spoke to Vegeta, in a disbelieving voice.
"Of course I know! But how do you know about them woman," Vegeta asked, eyes wide, as he stared at Bulma; the woman who was full of surprises.
"Oh you idiot. I've known about them since I was a little girl," Bulma snapped, as Vegeta gripped her arm harder.
"Liar," Vegeta hissed, smirking as he watched her death glare fall on him.
"Am not! I created the dragon raider, which can TRACK them down! How could I do that, without knowing about them," Bulma stated, grinning as she felt she had won.
"Really woman. That would help me a lot for when I have to go get the other dragonballs," Vegeta told her smugly, a cruel smirk lighting up his face.
"Bastard. You tricked me," Bulma screeched, trying to wriggle free of his grip.
"Now woman, I might have to tie you up for a while and lock you in a cage, when I'm going to get this little raider," Vegeta told her, smirking as he watched her face fall.
"There's no need for that. I've got it with me," Bulma whispered, pulling something from her skirts back pocket.
"What? Why is it here woman," Vegeta asked sceptically; she had been at a nightclub when he kidnapped her; why would she have brought it with her.
"I can't tell you," she replied quietly, clutching the radar in her fist.
Krillin grumbled as he trudged along next to Chi Chi and Goku. 18 had insisted that they travel on foot to the nearest town to get a new car; she was now up ahead, arguing with Radditz. "Argh," Krillin groaned, as his stomach grumbled loudly; he didn't know how long it had been since he had last eaten. "Eiggghtteeenn. I'm hungry," Goku must have been thinking the same thing, as he complained to 18.
"Eat dirt," 18 yelled grumpily to Goku, sending him an angry glare.
"Come off it 18. We are all hungry," Radditz told 18, wincing as her glare was now turned on him.
"Fine. We can eat and get supplies at the next town," she stated blankly, Radditz breathing in a sigh of relief, as 18 hadn't bitten his head off. Krillin snickered as he watched 18 and Radditz; 18 controlled Radditz as though he was a child; he was often too scared to even state an opinion that differed from hers. Radditz, the huge, muscle bound monster was frightened of his petite, pretty girlfriend; petite, pretty and INSANE. Krillins thoughts trailed off, as the journey dragged on and on. He felt like his legs where going to fall off, as the blaring midday heat stung into his pale skin. The travelling continued late into the afternoon, until they finally reached a small town with a few shops, houses and another motel. "Finally," Krillin mumbled, stretching his arms out and yawning.
"Alright. Radditz, you can go and book us into the motel. Fucking Vegeta will have to wait," 18 ordered, shoving Radditz off into the motels direction.
"Hey, I thought you where set on catching up to Vegeta tonight. Your exhausted like the rest of us, aren't you. Maybe your not invincible, like I thought," Krillin teased her, not being able to help himself. 18's eyes bulged as she stared at the little man in front of her; did he REALLY just insult her?
"Whatever you say baldy. I know I can flatten you, so that's all I need. And I certainly don't need to be invincible for that," 18 replied, smirking at Krillins scared expression. Krillin backed away, to where Goku was staring into a nearby restaurants window, drool literally pouring from his mouth as he gazed at the array of food. "Goku," Chi Chi hissed from his side, trying to pull him away.
"He's got the right idea Chi. I'm starved," Krillin told her, as he walked over, now joining Goku to drool over the restaurants food.
"Your all pigs," came 18s drawling voice from behind them, as she walked over to Krillin, joining them to stare at the food. Her eyes seemed to widen as she stared at all the different foods; pasta, chicken, soup, roast.
"Well, there is no harm in getting something now. You pigs look like you'll drop dead if you don't eat," 18 stated matter-of-factly, as she started walking towards the restaurants door.
"Your the boss," Goku exclaimed happily, as he bound into the restaurant after 18, Krillin and Chi Chi not far behind.
"What about Radditz," Krillin asked, as they sat at a table for 4.
"He can drag a chair over. I'm not waiting for him; I don't want you pigs to starve now," 18 mumbled, as she stared at all the delicious food.
"Whatever you say," Krillin said happily, looking through his menu.
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"Where are we going Yamcha," Marron whined, as Yamcha pushed his foot down on the accelerator of his hover car. Yamcha didn't answer her though; he wasn't paying attention. All he could think about was Bulma, and if she was safe. "Its all my fault Marron," Yamcha groaned, pounding the steering wheel with his spare fist.
"Calm down! Hold the steering wheel with both hands, silly. It certainly WILL be your fault if we crash," Marron squealed, grabbing at the wheel frantically.
"Sorry, I've got it," Yamcha mumbled, now clutching the wheel more securely. He felt as though it was his fault that Bulma was gone; he was drunk and out cold when she was being dragged off. I should have listened to Krillin; he told me she was missing, Yamcha told himself, anger at his own carelessness and guilt weighing down on him. Yamcha blushed as he felt a hand land on his thigh; Marron was at it again, with her flirting tactics. "Marron," he grumbled, pushing her hand away.
"Awwww Yamchaaaa. Where are we going," Marron whinged in a high-pitched voice, tears filling her eyes after being both ignored and rejected by Yamcha.
"We are going to a small town near south city," Yamcha replied, no longer able to filter her annoying voice from his head.
"But why Yamcha? Whats there," Marron asked, looping an arm over Yamchas shoulder. Yamcha frowned, pushing Marrons arm from his shoulder, and replying "because that's where the big, bald guy is."
"What big bald guy! Yamcha, I just don't get you sometimes," Marron squawked in a high pitched voice like a parrot, as she shook her head.
"ARGH! The bald guy who was on Bulmas ransom video! The one we where just WATCHING," Yamcha yelled, exasperated by her annoying behaviour. He instantly regretted doing this; Marron immediately burst into tears.
"You are so totally MEANN," Marron squealed frantically, endless tears pouring down her beautiful face.
"I'm sorry Marron," he said sincerely, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"No your not," Marron cried, sniffing back her tears.
"I just miss Bulma," he whispered, a deep frown forming on his face.
Goku smiled, as he gazed adoringly down at the now sleeping Chi Chi, whose head was resting on his shoulder. She looked so at peace; so beautiful; and Goku had to restrain himself from hugging her. He wrapped one strong arm over her shoulders, and he rested his head gently on the top of hers. Her soft black hair caressed his cheek, causing him to want her even more. "Goku, what the hell do you think your doing? Get off that bitch; she's our hostage, not a damn guest," 18 hissed from the front seat, glaring back at Goku. Goku just smiled at 18 teasingly, shaking his head, and replying, "I happen to like her, so if you wouldn't mind, keep your eyes on the road."
18 gasped, as she realised the car was now travelling on the wrong side, heading towards another car. She hurriedly veered the machine back on track, cursing under her breath.
"Fool," she cussed, as Goku grinned at her, still holding Chi Chi protectively. Krillin could be heard snickering in the corner at this "notorious, blood thirsty" gang's behaviour; it was rather laughable.
"What's so funny, chrome dome," 18 barked at him grudgingly, as she continued to push down on the accelerator.
"Uhhh, its just ahh... Nothing," Krillin stuttered, trying his best to sound innocent.
"Well, spit it out. I know you had a reason to be laughing," she snapped, forcing the car to go even faster.
"HEY! Watch the ro...," Goku started, but was cut off, as the car veered off the road, and towards a tree.
"SHIT," 18 screamed, as she slammed on the breaks. The car jolted, starting to slow, but she wasn't quick enough to stop the impact. Chi Chis eyes snapped open, as she felt the car slow, but she was soon covered by Gokus hard chest, as he protectively held her for when the car collided with its mark. The car crashed into the tree, causing a sickening crunch; the passengers felt the full extent of the impact. Luckily for Goku, 18 and Krillin, this wasn't anything they couldn't handle; with superhuman strengths and what not; but for Chi Chi.. The shaken up Saiyans and Krillin jumped from the car, Goku still covering Chi Chi. He gently placed her down, and was about to check her for injuries, but he was soon interrupted. "YOU CRAZY WOMAN! YOU NEARLY GOT US ALL KILLED," came Chi Chis outraged voice, as she wobbly pulled herself to her feet.
"Chill out, your not dead," 18 replied, slightly taken aback by the brunettes outburst.
"Its lucky Goku was shielding you, otherwise you might not have been so lucky," Krillin mumbled to Chi Chi, wincing as he watched Chi Chi death glare 18. Chi Chi looked at Krillin and blinked; he was right; Goku had saved her from a possibly terrible fate. "Thanks Goku, " Chi Chi said graciously, patting him on the back.
"Anytime," Goku replied, rather disappointed she had only given him a pat on the back; rather then a hug... OR even better a kiss.
Vegeta chuckled as he imagined the anger that would now be gracing Zarbons green face; he must have been furious to discover that the last dragonball he needed was not at the Saiyan Viper Headquarters. Vegeta had insisted upon taking the 2 star dragonball with him when he had first taken this mission; he knew that the Kold's would find the Saiyan headquarters eventually, and he knew that by this time, the Kold's would most definitely have the other 5 dragonball's in their possession. "Vegeta. What the heck are you laughing about? This is awful! And why would Zarbon be angry? What did he want," Bulmas annoyed voice interrupted Vegeta, as she threw a barrage of questions in his face.
"Arggh WOMAN! Shut up," Vegeta hissed, angered that she had the audacity to interrupt him.
"I will NOT shut up! Just tell me what Zarbon wants," Bulma retorted, placing her hands on her hips. Vegeta was angry that she had the gal to talk back to him; yet he was also amused by her spitfire attitude. He smirked at her, grabbing her arm, and pulling her close.
"Alright woman. Zarbon needs the 2 star dragonball. He was under the impression that the dragonball was here. I guessed he would find this base eventually, so I took the dragonball. That's the last time I'm saying it, as well woman, so I hope you where paying attention," Vegeta told her in a bemused tone, smirking as he viewed her confused expression. Probably wondering what a Dragonball is, foolish woman, Vegeta thought as he stared at Bulmas perplexed expression.
"You know about the Dragonballs? How," Bulma finally spoke to Vegeta, in a disbelieving voice.
"Of course I know! But how do you know about them woman," Vegeta asked, eyes wide, as he stared at Bulma; the woman who was full of surprises.
"Oh you idiot. I've known about them since I was a little girl," Bulma snapped, as Vegeta gripped her arm harder.
"Liar," Vegeta hissed, smirking as he watched her death glare fall on him.
"Am not! I created the dragon raider, which can TRACK them down! How could I do that, without knowing about them," Bulma stated, grinning as she felt she had won.
"Really woman. That would help me a lot for when I have to go get the other dragonballs," Vegeta told her smugly, a cruel smirk lighting up his face.
"Bastard. You tricked me," Bulma screeched, trying to wriggle free of his grip.
"Now woman, I might have to tie you up for a while and lock you in a cage, when I'm going to get this little raider," Vegeta told her, smirking as he watched her face fall.
"There's no need for that. I've got it with me," Bulma whispered, pulling something from her skirts back pocket.
"What? Why is it here woman," Vegeta asked sceptically; she had been at a nightclub when he kidnapped her; why would she have brought it with her.
"I can't tell you," she replied quietly, clutching the radar in her fist.
Krillin grumbled as he trudged along next to Chi Chi and Goku. 18 had insisted that they travel on foot to the nearest town to get a new car; she was now up ahead, arguing with Radditz. "Argh," Krillin groaned, as his stomach grumbled loudly; he didn't know how long it had been since he had last eaten. "Eiggghtteeenn. I'm hungry," Goku must have been thinking the same thing, as he complained to 18.
"Eat dirt," 18 yelled grumpily to Goku, sending him an angry glare.
"Come off it 18. We are all hungry," Radditz told 18, wincing as her glare was now turned on him.
"Fine. We can eat and get supplies at the next town," she stated blankly, Radditz breathing in a sigh of relief, as 18 hadn't bitten his head off. Krillin snickered as he watched 18 and Radditz; 18 controlled Radditz as though he was a child; he was often too scared to even state an opinion that differed from hers. Radditz, the huge, muscle bound monster was frightened of his petite, pretty girlfriend; petite, pretty and INSANE. Krillins thoughts trailed off, as the journey dragged on and on. He felt like his legs where going to fall off, as the blaring midday heat stung into his pale skin. The travelling continued late into the afternoon, until they finally reached a small town with a few shops, houses and another motel. "Finally," Krillin mumbled, stretching his arms out and yawning.
"Alright. Radditz, you can go and book us into the motel. Fucking Vegeta will have to wait," 18 ordered, shoving Radditz off into the motels direction.
"Hey, I thought you where set on catching up to Vegeta tonight. Your exhausted like the rest of us, aren't you. Maybe your not invincible, like I thought," Krillin teased her, not being able to help himself. 18's eyes bulged as she stared at the little man in front of her; did he REALLY just insult her?
"Whatever you say baldy. I know I can flatten you, so that's all I need. And I certainly don't need to be invincible for that," 18 replied, smirking at Krillins scared expression. Krillin backed away, to where Goku was staring into a nearby restaurants window, drool literally pouring from his mouth as he gazed at the array of food. "Goku," Chi Chi hissed from his side, trying to pull him away.
"He's got the right idea Chi. I'm starved," Krillin told her, as he walked over, now joining Goku to drool over the restaurants food.
"Your all pigs," came 18s drawling voice from behind them, as she walked over to Krillin, joining them to stare at the food. Her eyes seemed to widen as she stared at all the different foods; pasta, chicken, soup, roast.
"Well, there is no harm in getting something now. You pigs look like you'll drop dead if you don't eat," 18 stated matter-of-factly, as she started walking towards the restaurants door.
"Your the boss," Goku exclaimed happily, as he bound into the restaurant after 18, Krillin and Chi Chi not far behind.
"What about Radditz," Krillin asked, as they sat at a table for 4.
"He can drag a chair over. I'm not waiting for him; I don't want you pigs to starve now," 18 mumbled, as she stared at all the delicious food.
"Whatever you say," Krillin said happily, looking through his menu.
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"Where are we going Yamcha," Marron whined, as Yamcha pushed his foot down on the accelerator of his hover car. Yamcha didn't answer her though; he wasn't paying attention. All he could think about was Bulma, and if she was safe. "Its all my fault Marron," Yamcha groaned, pounding the steering wheel with his spare fist.
"Calm down! Hold the steering wheel with both hands, silly. It certainly WILL be your fault if we crash," Marron squealed, grabbing at the wheel frantically.
"Sorry, I've got it," Yamcha mumbled, now clutching the wheel more securely. He felt as though it was his fault that Bulma was gone; he was drunk and out cold when she was being dragged off. I should have listened to Krillin; he told me she was missing, Yamcha told himself, anger at his own carelessness and guilt weighing down on him. Yamcha blushed as he felt a hand land on his thigh; Marron was at it again, with her flirting tactics. "Marron," he grumbled, pushing her hand away.
"Awwww Yamchaaaa. Where are we going," Marron whinged in a high-pitched voice, tears filling her eyes after being both ignored and rejected by Yamcha.
"We are going to a small town near south city," Yamcha replied, no longer able to filter her annoying voice from his head.
"But why Yamcha? Whats there," Marron asked, looping an arm over Yamchas shoulder. Yamcha frowned, pushing Marrons arm from his shoulder, and replying "because that's where the big, bald guy is."
"What big bald guy! Yamcha, I just don't get you sometimes," Marron squawked in a high pitched voice like a parrot, as she shook her head.
"ARGH! The bald guy who was on Bulmas ransom video! The one we where just WATCHING," Yamcha yelled, exasperated by her annoying behaviour. He instantly regretted doing this; Marron immediately burst into tears.
"You are so totally MEANN," Marron squealed frantically, endless tears pouring down her beautiful face.
"I'm sorry Marron," he said sincerely, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"No your not," Marron cried, sniffing back her tears.
"I just miss Bulma," he whispered, a deep frown forming on his face.